Marge and Owen Caldwell are prominent in the large city where they live. He is the senior partner of a lucrative law firm, and Marge is active in charitable drives and the upper strata of society.
She is somewhat stout and matronly, with graying hair, but very attractive. Her husband is quite distinguished-looking and seems to grow more handsome each year. What is unknown to their intimate friends, is the Caldwells are active mate-swappers. And if their friends would not be shocked by such – the swapping thing, many would be shocked if they were aware also that they are committing incest with their eighteen-year-old daughter.
Incest by the Caldwells was not intentional. It came about by an accidental meeting at a party of swinging couples.
Debbie lived alone in her own apartment. From her birth she had been given everything she desired, but when she requested to live separately from her parents, it caused quite an argument.
"But darling," her mother said, "you have everything you could possibly want right here at home. You know we never question what you do – where you go."
"I know, Mother," Debbie replied. "But all my friends have their own place and I feel left out of things."
"I don't understand that," Marge said. "You can have your friends here anytime you want."
"But Mother," Debbie argued. "There's some things a girl just has to do… like be by herself now and then. After all, you don't have to know everything I'm doing, do you?"
"Well, if you want an apartment by yourself so you can sleep all night with some boy, that I can understand," Marge said. "I know how the young kids today believe in all that sexual freedom and such… but why can't you bring your young men here?"
"You still don't understand, do you, Mother?"
The question was put to her father when he came home, and he agreed that a young person should get out into the world early. Later that night he told his wife that it would give them more freedom, also, if their daughter was out of the way. They could hold their parties at home without fear of discovery by Debbie. This cinched the argument for Debbie, although she did not know why they gave in so readily.
What Marge and Owen did not know was that Debbie had inherited the sensual natures of two. She wanted her own apartment not only to have complete privacy to indulge her sexual desires, but to have as many of the young boys and girls with her whenever she wanted.
The very first night in her new apartment, Debbie invited two of her better male friends for and evening of delight. She had been with both young men before, singly and together.
"How do we do it tonight, fellows?" she asked, greeting them at the door in a sheer gown. "Who get's sucked and who does the fucking?"
"Why not do both?" one of the men said, patting her firm buttocks. "Hell, Debbie, we'll take turns on you."
"Groovy!" she exclaimed. "The more cock I get, the better I like it. Come on in… let's get with it!" She stripped the gown from her body and arched her bushy pubic mound out sexily. "My cunt's boiling already, boys! Come and get it!"
The two men stripped in eager anticipation, both of them erected by the sensual way Debbie was posing for their hot eyes. Once they were all nude, Debbie quickly dropped to her hands and knees, she reached for the hardened penis cleaving the air in front of her and hungrily gobbled it into her mouth. The other man, watching with burning intensity, dropped behind her waving buttocks and began to kiss at the smooth flesh. Gurgling with pleasure, Debbie wriggled her white bottom in open invitation. The man lifted his face and grasped his organ, plunging it into her moist vagina without further hesitation.
"Uh… uh… uh…" she moaned as her naked body was buffeted between the double penetration. "Mmmmm… Yuuuummmm…"
"She really get's turned on," the man standing before her said hoarsely, driving his penis deeply down her throat. "I've never seen a broad that loved fucking and sucking as much as Debbie."
"Yeah, man," grunted the man as he plunged his penis in and out of her clasping vaginal canal. "And she's got the tightest little twat I've ever had!"
"Fuck the shit out of her! Ram your cock way up her snatch!"
Debbie's body trembled violently at the lewd words, enjoying them so much she banged her buttocks backward fiercely, her cheeks billowing out as the man plunged his weapon down her throat. Her tongue fluttered about the swollen penis, striving to bring the gush of semen from his hairy testicles.
"Goddamn, Debbie!" shouted the man before her sweating face. "Suck… suck my fucking prick… eat my come…"
Debbie, devouring his thick penis, tried to do just that. Her head twisted and tossed, her body in uncontrolled contortions of pure lust that burned deeply inside her naked body. Her hips churned furiously, moving back and forth, round and round as she gobbled at the jutting organ imbedded in her throat. Her body was a bundle of raw, erotic energy as she accepted happily the dual puncturing. Her efforts were not wasted. The penis stabbing into her vagina from the back erupted into a lava like flow of boiling semen, filling her clenching vagina with sticky sweetness. Her mouth came under the fierce assault of flooding semen, and she worked mightily to consume his squirting liquid.
Later, sitting about the carpet in sprawled exhaustion, one of the boys asked Debbie, "You'd be great at a party, sweet thing."
"Party?" she said, stretching like a lazy cat after a bowl of milk. "What kind of party?"
"The only kind, doll. The kind where everybody get's with it. You know… a bunch of naked broads and studs. A party where everyone get's fucked and sucked by everybody else."
"Oh, an orgy, right?"
"Right?"
"Show me the way, big dick," she grinned lewdly. "Cock is the most!"
"I know one scheduled for tomorrow night," the boy said. "Think your pussy will be in shape for it?"
"Don't you worry about my pussy, big boy," Debbie replied, opening her thighs wide. "I've got a little hairy cunt here that's always in shape for a good fuck."
"You're right, baby," the other boy said. "It's hairy and it's little. But the best of all… the fucking thing stays hot all the Goddamn time!"
Debbie exhausted the two men early, and she showed then out before midnight.
She waited eagerly for the appointed time to arrive, dressed in her sexiest miniskirt and blouse. She wore panty hose and white, knee-length boots. She knew how sensual, her appearance was, and she wanted so much to make a good impression on the swinging people she would meet. The men assured her they would all be strangers at the party, and all the men would welcome her with open arms and hard organs.
The two young men escorted her to the waiting car, and Debbie, in the middle of them, wasted no time. She unzipped both flies and manipulated their organs as they drove across town.
"She'll be the best fuck there," the driver said. "Shit, I bet Debbie could take on all of them… including the broads!"
"Ever eat any cunt, Debbie?" the man on her right said, stroking her thigh as her fist beat up and down his swollen organ. "Ever suck pussy, doll?"
"No… not yet, anyway," she replied, licking her lips. "But it's an idea. A girl can come more than a man, you know. It would last longer."
"You should get the chance tonight," the driver said. "Some of those breads go for cunt licking. Either getting ate or eating someone else."
"Good!" Debbie said breathlessly. "I just might try it."
They arrived at an expensive home set far from the road. The drive was lined with tall elm trees on spacious grounds. In the dimness, Debbie thought the place looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't be sure. A line of cars was parked to one side of the drive, and they stopped at the end.
"This is it, hot pants," the driver said. "This is where you can get all the cock you want."
Eagerly, Debbie stepped from the car, unmindful of the way her short skirt rose high on her smooth thighs. She walked between the two men, holding their hands tightly. "Hey, aren't you two going to put those delicious cocks inside your pants?" she giggled, seeing the organs sway back and forth.
"No reason to," one of them said. "Soon as we get inside someone will be grabbing."
They did not use the doorbell, but simply pushed the door open and entered a large room. Men and women were sprawled about in various states of undress. All ages seemed to be represented and Debbie saw one woman in her sixties being copulated by a man not much older than twenty. A bald-head, pot-bellied man was performing cunnilingus on a young wife as she fellated another man. Here and there were couples and threesomes doing obscene things with each other.
Debbie was disappointed that no one paid attention to her at all. The two men left her soon as they entered, and she found herself alone among the wild orgy. Squirming flesh was everywhere… masses of naked bodies contorted in various stages of excited copulation. She moved into the room. Looking about at the naked men and women. Someone brushed a hand up her leg, beneath her skirt and the inner surface of her thigh. She stopped and looked down to see the burning eyes of a young girl not much older than herself. She was sprawled with open thighs and a gray-headed woman was munching noisily into her fur-lined crotch. Groans and moans of intense sexual pleasure floated up from the girl as she stared passionately beneath Debbie's skirt.
"Later, honey," Debbie said, moving off. The question had been plain on the girl's face, she thought. The girl wanted to use her mouth on me… she wanted to lick my snatch… eat me out…
She found herself standing before a woman in her thirties, on hands and knees while a man pumped his throbbing penis in and out of her stretched rectum. She bent over and observed the skin of the woman's anus as it seemed to suck at the lunging cudgel… The man, seeing her interest, reached out and ran his hand up her thighs, cupping the covered mound of her quivering vagina. "Want it, beautiful?" he questioned. "Want it up the ass… Want me to fuck you in your asshole, beautiful?"
"No… just looking," Debbie said, enjoying the way his fingers moved about her moist lips. "Maybe later."
Already very sensual, Debbie's mind reeled with the debauchery she was seeing, never dreaming there were so many people in the world who enjoyed group sex. She stood for a moment, counting the people. Twenty-nine in all. Her excitement grew by leaps and bounds, and her fingers began to fumble at the buttons and zippers of her clothing. She dropped the garments to the floor, uncaring if they became lost among the other clothing scattered about. Slipping her panty hose from her hips and legs, she stepped from them and stood completely naked, ready and willing to accept anyone who wanted her burning body. She did not have to wait long.
"Let's fuck," a man said from somewhere.
She turned and gazed at a man in his forties, his huge penis jutting up from a thick bush of pubic hair. His hand was stroking it slowly as he looked at her loveliness. "You bet, lover!" she replied, reaching for him.
The man lay back and Debbie straddled him, her vaginal lips pulsating with the need that prowled inside her lower belly. She quickly squatted over him, grasping the erect weapon and stuffing it into her orifice without foreplay. Holding herself by placing hands flat on the floor, she began to bounce and gyrate her buttocks gleefully. The man reached up and cupped her swaying breasts, squeezing them painfully. Debbie did not mind the pain he caused – she thrilled to it! "Aaaahhh… fuck me," she wailed loudly. "Fuck the shit out my cunt… God, it's good…"
The man grinned at her outburst and dug his fingers cruelly into her swelling breasts. "You like it, baby?" he hissed up at her. "You like my prick?"
"God, yes!" Debbie shouted, working faster and faster, her climax strong inside the rippling muscles of her fiat stomach. "I love it… I love your big cock… I love prick… all prick… fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
The man bucked up at her, meeting the insane assault of her open crotch with brutal hammering. Debbie felt his penis jerk wildly inside her stretched vagina and she answered his ejaculation with her own climax. "Come… come… come…" she chanted huskily. "Come in me… come in my cunt… my fucking… fucking, fucking, fucking pussy!"
When she felt his organ begin to deflate, she lifted her body from him, the mixed juices of their mutual climax rolling down her inner thighs. Paying no attention to the mess, she moved about the room, watching the still squirming bodies, searching for another hard organ to penetrate her body… anywhere on her body… any orifice… her mouth, her vagina, her rectum.
"Debbie!"
She turned, hearing the shout – and came face to face with her mother!
"Mother!" Debbie's eyes flew open in shock. "What are… I… mean…"
Horror swept over her face as she tried to cover her naked body with her hands. It was useless… there was just too much ground to cover, and besides, what was the use?
"What are you… you doing here?" Marge stared at her daughter, also trying to cover her nakedness.
For a long time mother and daughter looked at one another, neither knowing what to say, both shocked senseless to finding themselves among the mass of naked flesh. Debbie watched her mother shove a man's head from her dripping crotch, trying to cover herself, as she moved him. Recovering from her shock first, Marge stood up and took her daughter by the hand, leading her from the huge room and entering an empty bedroom.
"God!" she said, sinking to the bed. "How did you ever get…"
"Mixed up with this?" Debbie finished for her mother. "I was going to ask you the same thing, Mother."
"It's a long story," Marge said. "What I want to know is you. How long have you been doing this!"
"It's my first time," Debbie said. She no longer felt ashamed at being here and finding her mother involved. In fact, it amused her. "Does Daddy know about this you?"
"Yes, he knows, dear," Marge answered, realizing her daughter was not embarrassed at all. "He's here someplace… out there mixed up with the naked bodies."
"You've done this before, haven't you, Mother?"
"Well, I don't suppose there's any reason to hide it now, is there?" Marge said, "We've been at it many years. Now… I suppose you'll hate your mother and father."
"Oh, no, Mother," Debbie said, sitting beside the older woman. "I think it's groovy! What the hell you and Daddy aren't any different from anyone else, are you? I mean… you like to fuck as much as anyone, don't you?"
"You know," Marge said, looking into her daughter's face. "If I heard you use such language a couple of days ago, I would have washed your mouth out with soap."
"Come off it, Mother," Debbie said. "You don't seem to have the right to say such things now, do you? Not after being here… that man between your legs and eating your cunt like it was ice cream!"
"You're right, dear," Marge agreed. "I don't have the right any longer. You've grown up… and I suppose you enjoy sex… fucking… the same as your father and I do."
"You bet your sweet ass I do!" Debbie grinned lewdly. "Maybe more."
"You are a pretty thing," Marge said, her eyes lowering to the pointed breasts of her daughter. "Such nice, round titties… I bet you don't have to wait in line for a bit of cock, do you?"
"Not this girl, Mother!" Debbie laughed. "It's the men who wait in line for a crack at me… crack!"
"Hot little thing, huh?"
"The hottest," Debbie said. "I must have been born with a hot pussy, Mother. Think maybe I take after you?"
"Possibly, dear," Marge grinned back.
"I started fucking at eight years old, Mother," Debbie confessed. "And ever since then, I can't get enough cock."
"Yes, you do take after me," Marge replied. "Hey," she exclaimed suddenly. "Let's surprise your father! I bet the old goat will love this… you being here with us. Would you be willing to…"
"To fuck dear old Daddy?" Debbie said, finishing the question for her mother. "Why the fuck not? A cock is a cock… I don't have any sex hang-ups. That is, if you don't care."
"Care? He's shoved his prick into dozens of girls already… some of them your age. Maybe a little incest will be interesting."
"You're lewd, Mother," Debbie giggled.
"Obscene is more like it," Marge giggled also. "Downright cock-sucking, mother-fucking – no, father-fucking – obscene!"
"Yeah, isn't it delicious?" Debbie shivered, hugging herself tightly. "A little old incestuous bit of fucking would be great! Let's go find Daddy!"
Together, mother and daughter left the bedroom in search of Owen. They found him entangled with two naked females – one sucking eagerly and noisily on his huge penis; the other squatting across his face as he delved deeply into her squirming vagina. "Owen?" Marge called, leaning down to peer into his eyes. "Owen, take your mouth away from that cunt for a minute. I've got a surprise for you!"
Owen looked up at his wife, mumbling unintelligible sounds from around the hair that covered his mouth. Then he saw his daughter peering with wide-eyed interest at him. Suddenly he shoved the naked girl from his head, jerking his penis from the sucking mouth with a loud pop. "What the hell…"
Marge laughed at his shocked face. "Debbie is here, dear," she said. "And guess what?"
"Oh, Lord!" he groaned. "How… when…"
"Oh, shut up, Owen," Marge said, taking him by the hand and leading his naked body from the writhing girls who clutched hungrily at his body. "Come here and I'll tell you something."
She led him to the same bedroom where she shoved him down onto the bed, standing wide-legged before him. Debbie had followed, entering the room and closing the door behind her. She flicked the light switch, flooding the room in brightness. She stood beside her mother, amused at the way her father's shocked eyes moved up and down her naked body.
"Debbie, oh God!" he moaned, humiliation showing on his face.
"Oh, don't be a baby," Debbie said. "I know all about you now, Daddy. I promise not to tell anyone."
"Listen, Owen," Marge said. "Debbie's ready… I've told her all of it. She's told me a few things, too. She's no innocent child, you know."
"Why, Daddy!" Debbie said, her eyes moving down his body to glance at the still-throbbing and saliva coated penis that jutted up from a thick bush of dark, wiry pubic hair. "I didn't know you had such a big prick! If I had known it was so beautiful… I'd have been after you a long time ago!"
"Debbie!" he stared in horror at her. "You don't know what you're saying! Why, that's… that's…"
"Incest, darling?" Marge said, "You damned well know it is! But look at her… isn't she just about the juiciest, most luscious piece of ass in this house?"
"God… it's wrong… wrong…" he moaned, yet unable to take his eyes from the naked loveliness of his daughter. The jutting breasts, the narrow waist that flowed into ripe, round hips and strong, slim thighs. The misty triangle on her mounded vagina seemed to barely conceal the pink moistness of her split.
Debbie, knowing he was hooked from the expression on his face, arched her pelvis forward, spreading her thighs and using her fingers to pull the lips of her wet genitals open. "Look at it, Daddy," she said throatily. "Look at my cunt… isn't it pretty? Wouldn't you simply love to suck my pussy, Daddy? It tastes so much sweeter than that broad you were licking. Here, Daddy… kiss my pussy!"
He drew back from the hairy mound as Debbie arched it toward his face. He stared for a long time at the moist, palpitating slit of his daughter, then lifted his face to stare into the eyes of his wife and daughter. "No no," he murmured. "I can't… We can't do that no… I won't…"
"Goddamn it!" Debbie shouted. "What's so different about my cunt hole? It's just like arty other twat, isn't it? I get hot like those girls out there! I enjoy having my pussy licked, too! I like to get fucked as well as any other cunt!"
Marge reached out and fingered her daughters extended clitoris, urging her husband to lap at the pink bud. Still, Owen cringed from the incestuous act. His organ, slowly deflating, drew inward. Debbie, seeing this, became angry. "What the fuck, Daddy," she hissed.
"Your Goddamn cock is soft! Does that mean you don't like me? Does it mean you don't find my body as pretty as those others? Isn't my pussy as juicy?"
"God, Debbie…" he moaned miserably, still cringing from her. "We can't…"
"Fuck that, Daddy," she snarled. "I'll show you! I'll make your cock sit up and beg to get into my slit you'll cream your drawers, just wanting to… begging me to let you fuck me!" Quickly she dropped to her knees before the terrified man, her hands massaging his limp penis.
"Suck him, Debbie," Marge urged. "Suck your father's cock! Make it hard and then he'll fuck you with, it!"
Debbie required no encouragement. She dropped her face to the limp organ, her lips parting. She sucked the weapon into her mouth and started running her tongue in circling swirls around it. Her hands gripped his testicles, pulling at the wrinkled sac, mewling from deep in her throat at the incestuous fellatio she eagerly performed on the unwilling man.
Despite his horror, Owen's penis began to swell and throb beneath the wet ministrations of his daughter's greedy lips and tongue. It soon erected into a powerful, rock-hard instrument, the swollen head sliding deeply into her throat. For a tong time, Debbie sucked on the immense penis, her mind and body becoming heated beyond all control. Her long hair fanned out as she tossed and bobbed her head up and down, moist sounds coming from her tightly stretched lips. Up and down round and round… Debbie sucked hard, her tongue flickering about the small slit and twisting about the smooth, bulging head. Her passion increased beyond anything she had ever known or experienced.
Marge stood and watched, her eyes gleaming with her own growing lust. She began to massage her genitals, rocking her hips back and forth. She, too, found the incestuous oral connection extremely exciting. "Suck his cock, Debbie," she whispered, her breath coming in short gasps. "Suck your father's fucking prick… make him come off… suck his semen out… swallow it…"
Owen, no longer struggling, allowed his daughter to suck him. He looked down his body, to see her sparkling eyes gleam back at him, the happiness shining brightly from them. He looked at his passionate wife, seeing her masturbate in open desire. Then he went off.
Debbie tasted the semen spurt into her mouth and she renewed her efforts to make this the best of all possible suckings her father had ever before enjoyed. She swallowed, preparing for the next thick load. Time and again he shot into her mouth. Debbie could not contain the copious flow, and the white substance dribbled from the corner of her mouth, sliding down the shaft of his penis to mat the thick, wiry hair of his groin. Owen was arching up now, driving his spewing cudgel deep as she struggled for breath and at the same time to create the powerful suction of her jaws and lips. He soon stopped squirting, and his daughter licked the few remaining drops of his sperm from the sensitive slit on the head of his softening penis. Lifting her face, she grinned at him.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it, Daddy?"
Owen could only groan his agreement.
"Now," Marge said, taking her wet fingers from her quivering vagina. "Do you think it's wrong, Owen? Didn't Debbie just give you the best blow job ever? Can she or can't she suck a cock?"
"Christ, yes!"
"Then," Marge said, sitting down next to him and cupping his empty testicles in one hand. "Don't you think she deserves a royal fucking… by you?"
"I might as well… now," he replied. "The damage has been done."
"Oh, Daddy," Debbie said teasingly. "There hasn't been any damage. You have the best tasting prick I've ever sucked… and I intend to suck you off again and again… and again…"
This new relationship found new meaning in the lives of the Caldwells. They decided to leave the party for the night, to go home together and enjoy the fruits of their incestuous desires. It was something special, this new thing between them, and they wanted to be alone while they explored it further.
It took a long time for Owen and Marge to find their clothing, but Debbie's was still where she had left them. Dressing quickly, they left the house unnoticed. During the drive, the three discussed what had happened, and much to all three's surprise, they found much in common, sexually speaking.
Owen, now that his initial shock was over, became quite excited at the prospect of copulating with his daughter. It was a new kick for him… the same as it was for his wife, Marge. Mother, father and daughter chattered gayly during the drive, confessing the things they enjoyed, the things they had done with each other and with others. Marge and Owen laughed when Debbie admitted to seeing them copulate when she was a young girl. She stated she had watched them to the completion, and then gone to her room and masturbated herself to an orgasm. She told them of her attempts to spy on either of them when they were bathing, wanting to see their sex organs desperately.
Arriving home, the small family wasted no time in undressing for the second time that night. Owen found himself in a high state of erection – more powerful then ever before. His penis jutted out in throbbing hardness, the smooth head so swollen it looked ready to burst. A bit of semen beaded at the small slit. His wife eagerly licked it away with an agile flick of her tongue as Debbie massaged his low-hanging testicles in an attempt to bring forth more fluid.
"Let's get this sweet pussy ready," Owen said, fingering his daughter's pulsating vagina. "I'm beginning to like the idea of fucking my daughter." He worked his digit in and out of her widespread crotch as she stood trembling in the center of the floor. "Both of us, Owen," Marge exclaimed, her hand working at the smooth swelling of Debbie's buttocks. "Let's both of us give her the fuck of her life!"
"Wonderful!" Debbie sighed, rotating her pelvis with the feeling fingers. "I love two… any two doing things to me!"
"I'll eat her twat," Marge said, eagerly gripping her daughter's buttocks and squeezing hard. "I'll eat the plea right out of that delicious cunt!"
Debbie, seeing her mother flop to the floor, straddled her face and squatted down until the hairy slit was above the already kissing lips. She planted her firm buttocks across her mother's face, twisting and sliding the fur-lined slit over the sucking mouth, her puckered anus brushing across Marge's nose. Facing her mother's feet, she looked down at the thick triangle of pubic hair concealing the palpitating lips of her mother's vagina. A pink tongue flicked over her moist lips as she lowered her body, gripping the squirming hips of Marge. "I've thought about it before," she said huskily, "and now I'm going to do it! Mother… I'm going to eat your cunt!"
"Mmmmm…" came the muffled response. Marge lifted her pelvis up, and Debbie quickly slid her hands beneath to cup the swelling buttocks. She stared for a long moment into the wetness presented to her, seeing the heavy thighs of her mother spread wide. Squealing delightedly, Debbie dipped her face down into the thick hair, her tongue swiping up and down, crossing the tip of the gleaming clitoris that peeked wantonly at her from the moist folds of flesh. Gurgling happily, Debbie licked and lapped at the flowing juices her mother poured forth, the tongue darting up and down the delicious flesh, first tasting one quivering vaginal lip, then the other. A loud moan of animal intensity erupted from Debbie's throat. Her open crotch banged tightly against the slavering mouth of Marge, and her body shook as the oral appendage ravished the inner membranes of her sensitive and highly excited slit. Her own tongue became a separate thing, working as if it had a mind of its own. Deeper and deeper it delved, moist groans of glee coming from the hair-framed lips.
Owen, standing with his penis cleaving the air like a mighty cudgel of some primitive beasts, growled his lust. Watching his wife mouth and kiss and suck and lick at their daughter's dripping vagina, seeing her tiny anus wink in brown invitation, he roared, "Goddamn! I've got to… Debbie, do you hear me? I've got to stick my cock up that pretty ass! Right up that cute asshole of your's!"
"Uh… uh…" Debbie answered as well possible. Although she could not voice her desire, she arched her buttocks upward, rotating them in wide demented lust. She pulled one hand from beneath her mother's buttocks and reached behind to clasp tightly one of her own. She pulled the smooth cheek apart, although the lovely globes were spread to extreme already. She tapped her forefinger against the pulsating hole, indicating to her father she was more than ready for his incestual anal penetration.
Owen dropped to his knees behind his daughter's waving bottom, his hand grasping the base of his tremendous organ, aiming the throbbing, semen-dripping head toward the small hole. Marge stared at his swinging testicles with wide eyes, her tongue in constant motion as she bucked her own hips up and down in growing passion. She gripped her daughters buttocks, a hand on each cheek, trying to pull them further apart for the assault of her husband's weapon on the defenseless rectum of Debbie. Owen introduced the tip of his swollen penis to the opening, brushing it up and down, coating the brownish pucker with the semen that oozed from the thick tube. After lubricating Debbie's anus, he pressured the swollen knob against her tight hole. Feeling this, Debbie groaned long and low, shoving backward to meet the invasion. She rotated her buttocks, smashing her mother's face into her quivering vagina as the immense penis popped into her resisting rectum.
"God Almighty!" Owen yelled. "It's tight… so fucking tight! Marge… she's got the tightest asshole I've ever fucked! Christ… is it ever good!"
Marge looked up from her feast, seeing the thick cudgel burrow deeper and deeper into the stretching elasticity of her daughter's rectum. Slowly, her father entered the burning channel, further and further until she felt the wiry hairs of his groin tickle the smoothness of her butt-cheeks. "Ooooommmm mmmmmmm…" she gurgled, working her bottom in small circles, trying to keep her vagina on her mother's sucking mouth and at the same time receive as much pleasure-pain as possible from the penis of her father sticking far into the dark, moist recesses of her bowels.
Her buttocks were pummeled by his ramming rod as he plunged in and out, holding her smooth hips in his strong fingers. Her crotch was burning from the stabbing tongue of her mother, her clitoris tingling with building sensations of threatened orgasm. Her lips opened wide, and she sucked in the pulsating vaginal lips of her mother, her tongue pressed between them like a sandwich. She ran it in and out like a saber, feeling the sleek walls of her mother's genital orifice contract and then loosen. She sucked on strands of silky pubic hair, chewing and moaning as she twisted her tongue about the pulsating clitoris, attempting to swallow the bud of sensation. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her young life… this dual assault on her sensitive body by both parents.
Debbie was no longer a part of herself. Her mind reeled in insane passion, her body quivering and trembling and shaking in violent lust. She became as a demented woman, every nerve-end seemingly roaring for release. Time and again, she came close to the coveted explosion, yet it evaded her. She grew to the peak, al most went over, then screamed her disappointment as it receded. Furiously she lapped and sucked on her mother's clitoris and dug her tongue deeply into the writhing, hairy crotch. It appeared that Debbie, if she could achieve the climax she desired so much with her genitals and rectum, she would try and bring it to her mouth.
The room was filled with the moist sounds of sucking mouths, the banging of hairy groin on smooth buttocks. Moans and groans of maddeningly increasing lust bubbled from three mouths, grunts became louder as their efforts to bring forth the orgasm grew in intensity. Nothing mattered now… it did not matter to any one; mother, father and daughter were aware of only one thing… the delightful, insane and incestuous coupling each had longed for so many years.
"God… God…" Owen grunted, jamming his penis far into the tightly clasping rectum of his daughter. "I'm… I'm coming… coming…"
"Uh… uh… me toooo!" Marge pulled her lips away from the hairy feast to scream. Her crotch bucked up against the devouring mouth of her daughter, grinding in circular motions of such wild lust, Debbie had trouble keeping her lips glued to the pulsating lips.
"Come, then!" she panted, struggling to achieve her own orgasm that boiled someplace deep in her lower belly. Her sweet buttocks were a blur of motion as she gyrated them obscenely, the penis rammed into her rectum, the dipping tongue far into her vaginal canal, created such a storm of pleasure she was certain her life was no more if she did not come off. "Come… up my asshole, Daddy! Come in my mouth, Mother!"
Debbie's desires became real as the scalding sperm from her father's penis shot like rapid-fire globs into her rectum. And with the first splash of his juices, her mouth became flooded with the delicious taste of her mother's boiling secretions. The double orgasm triggered her body into the most intense, body shaking climax Debbie had ever experienced. She went into convulsions as the storm whipped her young body into unbelievable contortions. Time and again she let loose a copious flood of liquid that cascaded down over her mother's sucking mouth and cheeks, dripping over her face and, getting in the almost gray hair. She hammered her crotch painfully into Marge's continuously sucking mouth as she shuddered to a finish.
"Ooooohhh…" she moaned in total exhaustion, slumping nakedly across her mother's heaving body, her cheeks resting on the softly haired mound. She was aware of her father pulling his deflated penis from her now sore anus, and she rolled tiredly from her mother to lay on her back, sprawled in obscene gratification. Her eyes were closed, but her wet lips smiled happily.
All through the night, mother, father and daughter assaulted one another, bringing climax after climax until they could no longer move, and slept where they fell – the living room floor.
Slight remorse was evident on mother and father the next morning, but Debbie showed no indications of guilt. She was too happy about what had happened. She explained to her parents that she had desired copulation with her father for years, but never had the nerve to attempt a seduction of him. She had been surprised to find them at a swinging party – an orgy, to be exact – but she was very happy the way things turned out. Marge, after her slight guilt was gone, told her daughter about the many parties she and Owen attended, the activities they participated in. She also mentioned her happiness that Debbie was bisexual also, along with being an extremely passionate girl.
"This way," Marge said. "When we get hot and Owen isn't around… you and I can have a little pussy eating time together, dear."
"Yummy!" Debbie exclaimed. "That was my first time, Mother, but it certainly won't be my last! It isn't as good as sucking a big prick, but it will do until one comes along."
The following week, it was decided to take Debbie along with them to a party. It was going to be a small party – five or six men and women – but Debbie didn't care about the number of participants. Her concern was getting enough… and Marge and Owen assured her she would. If not, they said, then they would provide her with all she desired later.
At the party, Debbie was introduced as their daughter. Amazement showed on faces as they stared at the lovely girl, then excitement at an incestuous family joining them brought forth a ripple of conversation.
"Fuck his own daughter?"
"God… really turns you on, doesn't it?"
"I wonder if she eats pussy? Fucks in the ass?"
The Caldwells listened to the buzz of conversation, smiling, then Owen held up his hands. "Listen… all of you! My daughter will do all of those things – and gladly. Just give her a chance to get naked and you'll see."
Debbie began stripping quickly. She was eager to get involved with new men and women, and by the time she was totally naked, her hips were jerking in copulatory motions. Loud sighs expressed appreciation of her beauty, and the men and women suddenly started tearing at their clothing. It did not matter to Debbie that the couples were all in their forties and fifties. She stood in the center of the room, gazing out at the group as they became naked, caressing her own breasts in growing anticipation. A man reached out for her and fondled her vagina momentarily, then a woman. Every person in the room had to touch her smooth body as if making sure she was real. Debbie glowed under the thrill of being the center of attraction. She spread her legs and stood there, allowing any and all to caress what ever portion of her naked skin they desired. A woman behind her spread her firm buttocks and peered between them, her finger brushing across the pink-brown anus: Debbie felt a quick darting of a tongue as the woman licked into the quivering rectal door.
As if in silent agreement, the group of naked people decided to give Debbie the works – a sort of initiation. She was lifted and carried to a dining room table and placed on her back. She lay there, arms at her sides, smiling up at the hungry faces that surrounded her. She saw her parents standing off to one side, fondling each other's genitals as they observed their daughter being prepared for sexual sacrifice. Goose pimples raced up and down her naked flesh as she waited, holding her breath with anticipation of what was about to happen to her.
A man leaned over and sucked in one of her breasts, chewing at the erect nipple. Her other swelling mound came under the oral attentions of a woman. Someone was spreading the cheeks of her bottom, and she felt the swollen organ of some unknown man pressuring against her tightly constricted rectum. Relaxing the sphincter, she felt the delicious warmth spread over her as the man penetrated deeply into her bowels. Her legs spread wide, wrapping around his hips as he began pumping in and out. Debbie automatically returned his movements with her own, smooth muscles rippling across her fiat stomach. A woman leaned over and began licking and sucking at her extended clitoris peeking from the soft mat of pubic hair and pink folds of vaginal flesh. Her nerves began to tingle from the multiple attentions she was receiving as she writhed in delight on the table.
She felt nothing more could happen to bring such intense pleasure, but a man leaned over her rippling belly and began tracing his tongue over every inch, every pore, of her skin. A woman leaned over her face and Debbie eagerly accepted the tongue that dived into her mouth. Her hands, clenching into the table cloth, began seeking something better to hang onto. Her right hand brushed across a swaying penis, and she immediately gripped it in her fist, working back and forth. Her left, reaching for another male organ, contacted the furry bush of a woman's vagina. Uncaring whether it was male or female genitals, Debbie stabbed two fingers into the pulsating orifice and began to pump in and out. She felt more alive than at any time in her life at this moment. Saliva was smeared over her breasts as the man and woman sucked and licked at the bursting flesh of her mounds. Sharp teeth nipped painfully at her erect nipples, but Debbie did not mind – indeed, she thrilled to the electric jolts of pain that shot through her naked, writhing body. The tongue on her stomach was tracing a moist line about her indented navel, tapping in and out with a wet rhythm. Her tiny, palpitating clitoris was silently screaming into the mouth of the woman who nibbled and sucked and licked at it. Her rectum was afire with sensation as she buffeted her buttocks up and down, clamping her cheeks around the stiff rod as it pumped time and again into her. She beat back and forth on the throbbing penis in her right hand, the fingers of her left digging furiously into the willing vagina of some woman. She sucked and chewed on the tongue that was striving to enter her very throat. Moans of demented sexuality erupted from her mouth as the sensations of lust flowed warmly over her. Her mind exploded and she was unable to think of anything but the numerous things that were happening to her – to her mind and body. Debbie was coming off – climaxing with small spasms that seemed to be in every fiber of her being. She felt as if her very toes and fingers were in the throes of a tremendous climax as she groaned and tossed her body about. No sooner would one orgasm recede into nothing, than another would suddenly build and explode into heavenly seas of passion. She became a tide of orgasms, like the waves of the ocean. The climax would roll up into a huge swell, rushing toward the sandy beach, then break over the shore in a warm, foaming spray. Then the orgasm would recede back out to the sea, only to return seconds later with a more powerful force. Blackness rolled over her like a misty fog at first, then she screamed out as the unconsciousness overtook her convulsing body.
Debbie was out of the party for the rest of the night. Although she was a very sensual girl, thrilling to sexual activity in any form, the invasion of her young body was too much for her. She was overwhelmed with what had happened to her, so she was carried to a bedroom and placed on the bed, where she remained in exhausted slumber until her parents woke her.
Marge and Owen felt their daughter had been put through too much of a strain that particular night and decided it – would not happen again. Debbie argued, saying she loved it – every minute of it – but her parents were obstinate in their desire to protect her from lustful excesses. They took her to other parties with them, but would not allow her to become the focal point of a mass sexual connection.
Debbie returned to her home, no longer having an excuse to live alone. She had no desire to live alone now, and she indulged in every form of sexual activity her young mind could develop… with not only her parents, but with other young people she brought home with her. Some of the young ones were surprised to find her parents in the house, but it did not take a strong argument from Debbie to set them at ease. Many times her mother and father joined her and whatever partner she had at the time – man or girl.