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PB-104 Mom's Best Friend by Donald Palermo


Chapter 1


Mary Power looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror, saw her 
firm, full tits, saw her plain black nylon panties, her only remaining 
garment, made one final try to overcome temptation--and failed. Pushing 
her panties down quickly, she turned and went to open the door to admit 
the source of her temptation--King, her big German shepherd.

Seeing the woman naked, King knew what to expect, and his big tail 
wagged with excitement at the thought of mounting the woman's big ass 
and ramming his prick into her cunt for a magnificent fuck. At once, 
his snout went to her crotch to sniff and she rubbed his head as she 
talked to him.

"Yes, King, you're going to fuck Mommy again, you lucky dog. You really 
like my cunt, don't you? You don't consider me a pervert like the rest 
of the world would if they knew."

Mary knew it made no sense talking to her dog about her problems, but 
there was nobody else, had not been since her husband left almost a 
year ago. Even when he'd been around, there hadn't really been anyone 
to talk to. He'd had his beer and television and that was enough. The 
most intelligent sounds she'd heard out of him in the last couple years 
of their marriage were his seemingly unending beer farts.

Even when he'd gotten around to sex, it was no good. He liked to feel 
her up a little, until she began to get nice and horny, then he would 
give her his cock to suck. If she got it in her cunt two or three times 
a year, she had felt fortunate; otherwise it was suck, suck, suck.

It wasn't that she minded sucking a cock; she enjoyed it once in a 
while, but not as a steady diet.

What finally brought it all to an end was that Saturday afternoon when, 
full of beer and watching a football game, he called her to him at 
half-time, put a hand under her skirt and played with her crotch for a 
minute or two, then took his cock out and told her to go down on him as 
half-time entertainment. That was the day she told him to stick his 
cock up his ass, that she was finished.

He seemed to sense it and just before she turned and walked out of the 
room, she saw him jerking off, holding a beer can in his left hand to 
catch his jizz.

"That should be a perfect marriage," she told him sarcastically, and 
walked away.

But it wasn't the time for thinking of the old unhappiness or even of 
the unhappiness to come. King was sniffing at her crotch, trying to get 
his long tongue at her cunt, and she wanted it as much as he did, so 
she went to the bed, sat on the edge, then fell back, opening and 
raising her legs to give her cunt to him to be licked.

Sighing and panting, Mary felt her passion flaring as the big animal 
lovingly licked her twat. She knew it was going to be one of those days 
when he would lick her snatch all the way to a beautiful big come, a 
come she would feel all the way to the tips of her fingers and toes, 
and then she would be kneeling and he would mount her ass to give her a 
magnificent fucking with his man-sized cock.

Without warning, King stopped licking her snatch and then she saw him 
trying to mount her as she lay on her back with her crotch still wide 
open.

"Down, King," she scolded and he obeyed. "Just because you fuck a woman 
doesn't mean you're a man. Come on," she urged, a hand rubbing her 
cunt, "get back to licking my pussy for me. Lick my cunt and make me 
come."

The dog resumed his licking, and this time he stayed on the job until 
Mary felt the big orgasm getting ready to explode inside her. She 
caught her breath, held it, then she was coming, jerking her crotch 
away from the big animal and lying face down on the bed, her chubby, 
white ass bouncing as rubbed her pussy mound on the sheet in ecstasy. 
Sitting beside the bed, King watched her squirm and shiver all over the 
bed.

"Oh King, that was lovely," Mary said with a sigh as she got up. Then 
she went to crouch beside him on the carpet, a hand under him, grabbing 
his big prick and giving it a slow jerking, though she doubted that he 
needed to be set up to fuck her.

"Yes, King, you like it when Mommy plays with your big cock, don't you? 
What a lovely cock you have, you big beauty. It feels so good when 
you're ramming that beautiful prick up my cunt and fucking me. Are you 
all set now, lover?" she asked as she looked and saw the wet, red cock 
sticking out of the sheath and decided it was time to play bitch with 
him, to get down on all fours and give him her ass to ride and her hot 
cunt to fuck.

Releasing his cock, she smiled, patting the big animal on the head; 
then she was kneeling so that she could watch their reflection in the 
full-length mirror while he fucked her. The animal showed how well he 
had been trained by sitting obediently, his eyes feasting on her naked 
body until she gave the command for him to come and fuck her.

He got to his feet at once and bounded across the room to her. As he 
reached her, he took just one sniff of her cunt, then he mounted his 
human bitch, wrapped big paws around her and began jabbing a cock which 
grew alarmingly as the sheath peeled all the way back off his cock, a 
cock which was almost what Mary had called it--man-sized.

Looking in the mirror, a profile view, Mary saw the big prick jabbing 
the air and loved the sight of it, thrilled to the sight of the big 
cock and the excitement of her dog; then the tip of his jabbing prick 
touched the edge of her cunt and Mary braced herself for what was to 
come.

The animal paused, she heard him panting, then he jabbed again, and 
this time his cock went straight and true, right up her cunt. There was 
never anything at all tentative about King. That first jab of his cock 
invariably sent at least half its length up her hole, and then he was 
panting as he fed the rest of it into her and made her know that her 
cunt was full of stiff cock.

"Oh yes ... oh yes ... oh yes," Mary panted as her big dog began 
fucking her, screwing as no man ever had, his banger pistoning up her 
snatch so fast that strokes couldn't be counted as they blurred into 
what became a magnificently thrilling fuck, one that went on and on.

As King continued to hump her big, white ass, Mary played the trick she 
always played, turning off her mind so that she had no concept of time, 
only of stiff, hard-driving prick in her cunt and a vague, powerful 
beast mounted on her ass, his rampant prick raping her as she knelt 
helplessly.

In her fantasy, she was tied over a padded bar, totally helpless, while 
the animal fucked her. Sometimes the beast had no definite identity; at 
other times he was a giant gorilla. Always, though, there was an 
audience on hand, a big audience of men and women who laughed at her, 
taunted her and urged the animal on with the fucking.

She saw the audience clearly this time. They were a fashionably dressed 
group, men in formal evening dress and women in low-cut gowns. And then 
she saw that the gowns the women wore were more than low-cut; they were 
topless, so that their boobs showed clearly--little tits, medium-sized, 
big and beautiful, big and floppy, every type.

And then she saw something about the men that she hadn't seen before. 
They all had their cocks out and every cock was stiffly erect.

Terrified that all those men were going to follow the animal and fuck 
her to death, Mary asked if they were an going to screw her. One man 
replied, his voice ringing clearly through the room, telling her that 
they wouldn't think of sticking their cocks in her violated cunt. He 
told her that she was only good enough to be fucked by animals, that 
they were going to fuck their women--decent, normal women who fucked 
men, not beasts.

The fantasy was going out of control, and Mary could find no way of 
stopping it; then the big dog began to twitch and jerk on her ass, and 
she felt his hot juice shooting up her snatch.

The fantasy clicked off instantly. She was alone in her room again, 
alone with her dog and he was panting in frenetic delight as he shot 
her a full load of sperm, then paused to rest against the smoothness of 
her ass. Finally, he dismounted and curled up on the floor to lick at 
his well-used cock.

Mary usually felt beautifully content after the dog had screwed her, 
but this time the same glow wasn't with her. Wanting her come, she 
knelt up and sent a hand into her crotch, a finger finding her hard 
clit near the top of her gash.

Refusing to think back to the fantasy which had been so painful, she 
looked at her four-legged lover as she fingered her twat, looked at the 
reflection of her big tits in the mirror, seeing them jerk and sway, 
feeling the promise of orgasm growing stronger and stronger.

And then it was there, a beautiful big come, and she panted and moaned 
and grunted, her big ass jerking strongly as wave after beautiful wave 
of orgasm swept over her and washed away the ugliness left behind by 
the cruel fantasy, washed it away and left her feeling gloriously 
content as she knelt back on her haunches while the dog looked at her 
curiously, as though wondering what all the fuss was about.

And then Mary noticed the time. It was a bit later than she thought, 
and her daughter could be home from school soon. Chasing the dog out of 
the room, she picked up her panties, stepped into them and snugged them 
around her body, covering but not destroying the glow she felt, 
especially in her crotch.

As she dressed, she told herself that it was better when she fucked the 
dog at night since she didn't have to get dressed later, but could lie 
in bed, naked, savoring the golden post-orgasmic glow until it blended 
with sleep and she drifted gently away.

She had been dressed only a few minutes when Sharon, her thirteen-year-
old daughter, returned home. Sharon was a pretty girl who was well-
aware of it, and who dressed to show her budding little titties and 
wore tight jeans to show off her nicely rounded behind.

Mary had spoken to her about that a few times, but Sharon used the 
stock answer that all the girls dressed that way and she couldn't be 
different or they would laugh at her.

There had to be some argument to use against that, Mary felt, but she 
had never found it, and so she let it go and her daughter continued to 
display her wares in the sexy packaging. When Sharon got a little 
older, Mary promised herself, she'd have to do something about it, 
though she didn't know just what that would be.

After all, at thirty-two Mary could recall her teen years quite 
clearly. She remembered how it felt when her little tits began to 
develop, how carefully she had watched them grow. She recalled the long 
sessions of posing before her mirror, watching as her body began the 
long, long trip from girl to young woman.

But Mary didn't have any reason to envy Sharon her nice figure, since 
she had retained hers. She was a little heavier than she had been ten 
years ago, but the added weight had been distributed nicely. Her tits, 
ass and thighs were still firm and shapely, and she was pleased to 
observe that men still looked at her, sometimes turned around to do so; 
she had remained conscious of diet and exercise, determined to keep her 
figure as long as possible, even though, in times of depression, she 
told herself it was wasted when her only lover was a dog who didn't 
care what she looked like as long as she had a cunt to offer when she 
got down on all fours.

"How was school?" she asked her daughter, and then they chatted about 
little things, the girl pleased that her mother liked to chat with her, 
to share her interests, unlike the mothers of most girls she knew.

Mary was aware of that and cultivated it. She knew how much the divorce 
had upset their daughter, even though Sharon's father had paid her 
little attention.

After a little while, Sharon told her mother that she wanted to watch a 
lot of television that night and she had homework to do, so she went to 
her room and closed the door, knowing that her mother wouldn't disturb 
her.

But it wasn't homework Sharon had on her mind just then. In a crowded 
hallway after final class, Tommy, a boy with a reputation as an ass-
grabber, had stolen three exciting feels of the seat of her tight 
jeans. That had been especially flattering, since he usually chose 
older girls for that. It told her that she had a nice ass, nice enough 
to attract the sixteen-year-old who preferred older girls, yet was 
attracted to what she packed in the seat of her pants.

Opening her jeans, she pushed them and her plain white panties down, 
and looked at the patch of fuzz above her pussy. She wished it would 
hurry and develop into a patch of real hair rather than just peach 
fuzz; yet, she told herself, Tommy would love to see it and feel it and 
check below to see and feel her little cunt. If she gave him the 
chance, she sensed, he would do more than just see and feel her cunt; 
he'd stick a big, hard cock in it and break her cherry. It would hurt, 
and then she would watch her belly getting big with a baby.

Sharon didn't like that thought, so she turned it off. She twisted to 
look at her ass in the mirror. The cheeks were plump and firm and so 
smooth. Closing her eyes then, she squeezed one, the way he had 
squeezed it, and she could understand why Tommy was an ass-grabber. 
Asses felt nice, she thought to herself as she squeezed and rubbed both 
cheeks.

Sharon blushed a little as she found herself wondering what it would be 
like to feel a girl's butt, maybe a bigger girl with bigger cheeks. She 
had heard vague stones about lesbians and had always thought them 
perverted and sick, but for the first time she was able to think about 
being naked with another girl without feeling anything but excitement.

She thought of Angie, her fifteen-year-old friend, her best friend. 
Angie would have a lovely ass, Sharon thought as she looked down at her 
fallen jeans and panties. Then she had a finger in her pussy, and she 
was ready to start diddling herself.

When she finger-fucked her snatch, she usually enjoyed fantasies in 
which she peeped while men and woman did sexy things to each other, but 
this time her thoughts were only about Angie.

As the little finger moved excitingly in her warm slit, she saw Angie 
standing with her pants and panties down around her ankles and she was 
standing behind her friend, playing with the cheeks of her ass and 
telling her friend how firm and silky her butt was.

Angie enjoyed it, too, and then they went to the bed where Angie lay 
face down. Sitting beside her, Sharon pushed her blouse up higher, then 
took the rest of her clothes off and resumed playing with her lovely 
bare ass while her friend squirmed and sighed and begged for more.

It became the strongest fantasy Sharon had ever experienced, and she 
worked at keeping it alive and strong. Angie wanted Sharon to finger 
her pussy for her and she agreed boldly, but she didn't want to stop 
playing with her friend's pretty ass in order to do it, so Angie stood 
and she sat on the edge of the bed.

While her right hand played with a silken buttcheek, her left went into 
her friend's crotch and rubbed her pussy warmly. Angie had a nice patch 
of coppery hair to crown her cunt, and Sharon envied it, but she didn't 
let that disturb the enjoyment she got from playing with the big 
asscheeks. Then her finger was in Angie's slit and she fingering her 
box while her friend panted.

When she felt the approach of orgasm, Sharon was not sure for a moment 
whether the come was going to be her's or Angie's. Then it struck, and 
she knew it was hers as her young body trembled and jerked strongly 
until the spasms stopped, leaving her breathless and feeling wonderful.



Chapter 2


The next time Mary took her dog to her bedroom, it was after eleven at 
night, and her daughter was sleeping soundly, as she always did. She 
went to the window and closed the drapes, but it was just a routine 
thing, and she did it carelessly. In the beginning, she had been very 
careful that the drapes were closed tightly, perfectly, but as the sex 
bouts with the dog became more and more common, she became less 
careful.

This time, the bottom of one drape curled back, leaving a small 
triangle, but enough so that someone with an eye pressed close to the 
window would be able to see clearly into the room. Mary was unaware of 
it.

"Yes, King," she whispered as she opened her dress, "I'm going to strip 
bare naked and you'll give me a nice cunt-lapping, and then I'll get 
down on the floor and you'll mount me and give me a nice big fucking."

Taking her dress off, she patted the animal, then went on undressing, 
not aware of the opening in the drapes, not aware that a man was 
walking that night, a man named Adam.

Adam had once been a happy man. He operated a very successful business, 
he had a daughter and a son, and he had his own Eve. She had been a 
wonderful woman, one who loved to laugh and to care for her children 
and her home, and she especially loved to romp with her husband--in 
bed, in the kitchen, in the car, outside in the garden, after dark, 
anywhere at all.

They had explored sex together and had learned so many things about it. 
The first time he went down on her and brought her to orgasm with his 
mouth and tongue, she decided she was no longer interested in one day 
going to heaven; she had found a better place.

After that, it seemed only logical that she should do the same for her 
husband. They both had trembled as she pushed the head of his big cock 
into her mouth and he showed her how to suck a man off and drink his 
rich, warm cream.

To the surprise of neither, she loved blowing him and did it often, 
even when he was driving the car and she was curled up on the seat 
beside him, his big cock stretching her mouth as she sucked, wanting to 
giggle if she had been able to, when he began shooting. Then he would 
be grunting and groaning, holding onto the wheel for dear life with 
both hands.

More than a few. times, he had caught her bending over in the kitchen, 
and she had only sighed as he tossed her skirt over her back, lowered 
her panties and after playing with her ass for a little while, had used 
a bit of butter to lubricate her asshole, then slowly worked his long 
cock up there to bugger her.

And there were so many more beautiful times as their lives became 
richer and more exciting with each passing day, until the same fate 
which had been so kindly in bringing them together, proved to have a 
vicious side as well.

It began with the headaches which pained her so and became more and 
more consistent. The doctor gave her a prescription to kill the pain 
and suggested she was bored with family Life and should develop other 
interests.

Angry, she didn't go back to him. The pain of the headaches was 
somewhat dulled by the medicine. She learned to live with it until Adam 
insisted that she go to another doctor.

This one was more concerned and had her go into the hospital for tests, 
tests which shattered her world and Adam's when they disclosed a brain 
tumor. It was inoperative. All she could do was live with a constant 
pain and a constant, haunting knowledge that the pain would go away 
soon, when she died. And then she did, and Adam was left with his 
grief, his memories, and a fourteen-year-old girl and eleven-year-old 
boy.

Nights were the worst times, those nights when, only partially awake, 
he would reach for the lovely, silken buttcheeks and not find them. He 
would be wide awake then as he realized what had happened. After that, 
there could be no sleep for a while, not until he had numbed the hurt 
with whiskey and water, much whiskey and a little water.

Evenings were bad, too, especially after the kids were in bed. Those 
used to be among the best times as they necked in the living room until 
all was quiet. Those were the times when her clothes would be removed 
gradually, and then the fun and games would start.

The lonely evenings tortured him for months; then he tried to escape 
them by walking. The house safely locked, he would walk the streets 
until he was so tired he knew he would be able to sleep, especially if, 
when he returned to the house, he jacked off, as he so often did.

And then, late one evening, as he walked a quiet residential street, he 
noticed a movement behind an undraped window and looked again. He saw a 
woman in a white slip, folding her dress over the back of a chair.

Instantly, he felt guilty about peeping at her, but he couldn't stop 
himself from moving closer. As she caught the hem of the slip and 
pulled it over her head, he felt his cock stirring and knew that he 
would jack himself off that night, perhaps before he got home.

He stood on a spot at the top of a hill. The houses were below street 
level, and he could see clearly into the bedroom, could see that she 
was alone in the second-story room.

She took her bra off and her tits looked good, big yet firm, and she 
rubbed them in the way a woman does after taking off her bra; then she 
sat at a vanity and fiddled with her hair for a little while.

When she got up, her back turned to him, she pushed her white panties 
down and stepped out of them, naked, her beautiful, rather plump ass 
pointed right at him so that he could see the deep crack between the 
big oval cheeks.

Sensuality flared as never before for Adam, and he pressed carefully 
against a big tree, checked to see that he was alone on the relatively 
darkened street, then took his cock out. It was hard and sensitive to 
his touch as he held it.

Her back still turned to him, the woman dropped her panties on the 
floor, then bent to pick them up. As she did, her ass widened, looking 
so white in the light of the room and then he saw more than her ass, 
saw the slash of cunt in her relatively hairless crotch and he gave his 
cock a few tugs.

Going to the bed, the woman lay on her back, her legs wide apart. For a 
little while, she fondled her tits, then her hands rubbed down slowly 
over her tummy and down to her thighs. When one hand returned to her 
boobs, the other remained much farther down, rubbing toward her crotch; 
then it was there, slowly stroking her twat.

As Adam realized that she was going to finger her cunt, he decided he 
would masturbate along with her, holding back until she climaxed before 
firing his load into the darkness. Then he almost groaned aloud as the 
woman got off the bed and walked naked to the window, her tits bobbing 
as she reached to draw the drapes.

He was angry and frustrated, but still wildly aroused. He pulled his 
cock fast as she closed one drape, then moved across the open portion 
of the window to close the other. He could still see one big tit, in 
that moment before she could get the drape closed, when his charge went 
off, spurting through the darkness.

When he was drained, he hurriedly stuffed his cock back into his pants 
and zipped his fly closed. He knew she was behind the drapes fingering 
her cunt, but since the drapes were tightly closed, he knew he wasn't 
going to be able to see her, so he turned and began walking toward his 
home, his heart still pounding, his legs, especially his knees, still a 
little weak.

His nightly walks became more frequent after that night. Often, he 
visited the street where it had all begun, but only rarely did he see 
the same woman undressing before the undraped window. It happened 
sometimes, but he guessed that she was only a part-time exhibitionist, 
that she staged her striptease only when the mood was on her. He 
wondered about her private life and guessed that, like him, she was 
unhappy and alone.

From time to time, Adam thought of an affair with some healthy, happy 
woman, but he knew that couldn't be, not for him. One emotional 
commitment had been enough; he had given all and he was drained. There 
could never be a woman to replace the one fate had taken from him. He 
would use peeping to stimulate and to fill the void, but that would 
have to be enough, that and his masturbation.

Adam was an intelligent man and he learned the tricks of his trade. He 
walked quiet, not too well-lighted streets and service lanes which gave 
him access to the rear of houses. He learned that the fully undraped 
windows could rarely be counted on to provide a show, but that 
carelessly closed drapes or blinds not quite lowered all the way were 
much more promising since they gave the occupants of the house a false 
sense of privacy.

He kept notes of every score, addresses, times, subject matter, 
comments. From his notes, he was able to schedule a series of routes to 
follow.

Usually, the show consisted of a woman undressing for bed or bath, 
sometimes with a man, but there were those special shows that really 
turned him on, those scenes where a man and woman went into a bedroom 
together and he saw that they weren't eager to sleep.

They would kiss, and the man would fondle the woman. Sometimes they 
would be laughing, other times there was an air of passion without 
humor as they hurriedly stripped. He loved to watch the foreplay, the 
fondling and sucking of tits while the woman played with a stiff prick. 
Once in a while, he would see a more daring couple, and the man would 
suck and lick her cunt, making her come before they fucked.

Whenever it was possible, he would have his hard cock in his hand while 
he watched, and sometimes he lost control and shot his wad while the 
show was still going on, but he tended to be careful, and that didn't 
happen often.

One of the frustrations of the trade was car headlights, another was 
other night walkers, but he learned to live with them. The only thing 
he ever carried was an evening newspaper, so that he would appear to be 
a businessman who had gone out to buy a paper and decided on a stroll 
before going to bed.

His biggest score was an apartment window which he observed from the 
fire escape of a darkened, abandoned building across a vacant lot. Two 
beautiful young women were undressing for bed and in the course of 
their disrobing, they began to play.

When they were naked, they fell onto the double bed together and began 
fondling each other while they shared many passionate kisses. They 
fondled and sucked tits, stroked thighs and asses and played with cunts 
until Adam feared he would fall off the fire escape as he kept pressed 
against the darkened wall. Then they nearly drove him out of his mind 
as one of them turned and then they were in an end-to-end embrace, each 
sucking and lapping the cunt of the other.

They staged a lengthy, lusty, lesbian performance for him, and as they 
lay together resting after both had climaxed, Adam stared at them while 
he slowly pulled his stiff, throbbing prick until the churning in his 
balls told him it was time for blast-off. His eyes feasting on the 
resting women, he panted as his sperm shot out into the darkness.

Adam visited the fire escape often, and his beautiful lesbians 
performed for him many times.



Chapter 3


At home, Adam was a model father who made sure that his children knew 
he was eager to share things with them, to listen to their problems and 
help work them out, rather than giving them pat solutions.

When their mother had been alive, the house had often rung with 
laughter, and Adam knew it was up to him to restore that as quickly as 
possible after her death. It wasn't easy, but he worked at it; seeing 
what he was doing, the kids tried, too, so that it was not long before 
the family, the survivors of the old family unit, resumed a reasonably 
normal state as they picked up the threads together and went on with 
their lives.

The children didn't question his nightly walks, taking his word for it 
that he liked a little solitude and exercise before going to bed. 
Frequently, they were not even aware of the walks since they were 
asleep before he left the house.

The house where Mary lived with her daughter and her dog wasn't on his 
list, but Adam kept working new areas, constantly looking for new 
faces, new talent, something different and more exciting. He doubted, 
however, that he was ever going to find anything more exciting than his 
beautiful lesbians, whom he visited once or twice a week, not wanting 
to go more often for fear of spoiling it and making it boring.

Usually, if he were patient and waited long enough, they gave him a 
performance of some kind, but there were some nights when all they did 
was strip and get into bed. Even those nights were interesting enough 
since they both had beautiful bodies, but it was so much more thrilling 
when he watched one or both of them eating pussy and doing their other 
erotic things to entertain him while he perched on the fire escape.

It had been a dull evening, he had spotted a couple of women in bra and 
panties, but that was about all. If things were going to improve, he 
told himself, it was just about time for it since it was a bit after 
eleven, a good time for people to be going to bed, he knew from 
experience.

He was walking in the service lane behind Mary's house, checking 
windows all around, when her light came on. He stopped, saw that she 
had a big dog with her; then he let out a little sigh as he saw her 
approach the window and knew she was going to close the drapes. He 
started to leave, then stopped on a hunch. He watched as Mary closed 
the drapes; then his heart gave a little leap as he noted the little 
triangle which had been left to permit a view into the room.

He cased the layout quickly. Since the dog was in the house, he didn't 
have to worry about going into the garden, and the gate from the lane 
hung open. Walking softly, Adam hurried into the garden. Luck was with 
him, since below the window was a low stand of the type used for 
hanging clothes on a line.

Getting onto it, he found that the level was great, perfect, and the 
chink in the drapes provided him with a clear view of most of the room. 
All he had to do then was hope nobody spotted him there and called the 
cops, but it was a risk he was prepared to take.

Mary hadn't begun undressing, he observed, and she was sitting on the 
bed, patting her dog and talking to him. She was an attractive woman, 
early thirties, he guessed. The hem of her dress was up a little, and 
he liked what he saw of her thighs. He liked, too, the way she filled 
the front of her dress, and he guessed that her tits would be big and 
quite firm, lovely to stare at while he played with his cock.

When Mary got up and reached to unfasten the top of her dress, Adam 
slowly unzipped his fly. When he took his cock out, it was hard. His 
practiced eye looked around the room for a nightie, and he was pleased 
at not seeing one.

Mary wore no slip, and as she pulled the dress over her head, he gazed 
excitedly at thighs which were even more beautiful than he had 
anticipated, a little on the big side, but beautifully firm-looking, 
smooth and hairless. Her tummy was just slightly rounded, just enough 
so that it didn't look boyish, and her black nylon panties hugged her 
crotch excitingly. He hoped she wouldn't take them off too quickly.

She went to fold her dress over the back of a chair, and he was 
delighted at the way she filled the seat of her panties. The panties 
were small and sheer so that he could see her shadowy crack. Generous 
portions of round, white cheek peeked around the tiny garment, and Adam 
felt his cock throbbing with desire.

As she turned to face him again, she said something to her dog while 
Adam feasted his eyes on the bulging cups of the black bra; then her 
hands went behind her back, and he held his breath as he awaited the 
unveiling of her big, promising tits.

When she took her bra off, Adam almost gasped aloud. He had seen tits 
that big before, but never that big and that firm. She looked like an 
overdeveloped teenager, and Adam looked at her face again to confirm 
that she was as old as he had first guessed. He told himself that she 
had to be at least thirty. He noticed, too, that her face was 
beautiful, not in any glamorous way, but the face of a woman with 
warmth and humor, yet it was a face, he saw, that had known unhappiness 
and perhaps still did.

Dropping the bra onto a chair, she stood before the mirror on her 
vanity and played with her boobs. It wasn't, he observed, the casual 
rubbing of tits after taking a bra off; she was playing with herself, 
and there was a look of passion on her face, passion that was just 
beginning to build and had a long way to go before it peaked.

He sensed that he was going to see her strip naked and finger her cunt 
or fuck herself with a fake cock, and he trembled with arousal. He 
didn't often catch a woman playing with herself, and he found it wildly 
thrilling when he did. This was going to be one of those very good 
ones, he told himself, a five-star special, perhaps.

After she had been playing with her tits for a while, Adam saw that her 
nipples were aroused and stuck out temptingly, long and hard and very 
suckable. Pausing to talk to the dog again, Mary rubbed a hand on the 
crotch of her panties, and Adam became positive that he was in for a 
beautiful performance of finger-fucking. For just a moment, he wondered 
if she were going to include the dog in her act, then told himself he 
was asking for too much. Things like that only happen in books, he told 
himself.

Mary went to pat the dog again, and then she stood with her back to the 
window. Again Adam felt his cock throbbing and his heart pounding as he 
stared at what her beautifully rounded, white buttcheeks did to her 
little black panties. There was no portion of the female anatomy Adam 
didn't appreciate, but he had a special fondness for a lovely, firm, 
well-rounded ass, and she measured up magnificently, top of the scale, 
he decided; then he thought his heart or his cock would explode as Mary 
slowly pushed her panties down to bare that lovely ass. She did it 
unhurriedly and, beautiful as her big tits were, he was thankful that 
she had her back to him so that his eyes could feast on her magnificent 
big ass. Then she stepped out of the panties and tossed them onto the 
chair with her bra.

Normally, Adam was content to just watch a woman as she undressed, but 
there was something different in Mary's case, something more than her 
luscious tits and butt. He was seized by an almost overpowering urge to 
smash through the window and grab her, but then he told himself that he 
was not a rapist. Even if he were, the big shepherd would make very 
short work of him and what the dog left would languish in jail for a 
long time.

Adam watch her sit on the edge of the bed and talk to the dog while she 
opened her legs, showing him a glimpse of her cunt; then she was 
playing with it, confirming his hunch that she was going to masturbate 
for him.

Adam stared, trembling, then trembled more violently as Mary fell back 
across the bed, her ass partly over the edge. She raised and parted her 
shapely legs, drawing them back over her and showing him her cunt. It, 
too, was beautiful, he decided at once; then it was partially covered 
by her hand as she stroked it while she talked to the dog who, Adam 
observed, remained seated, even though he stretched toward her as 
though he wanted to get at her.

Taking the hand out of her crotch after she had parted the lips of her 
cunt, she spoke to the dog, and he got up and hurried to her.

"Jesus Christ," Adam gasped under his breath, "she really does have him 
trained."

The dog went directly to Mary and began licking her cunt. King used his 
long tongue well, and Adam could see that by the expression on the 
woman's face as the animal kept lapping her cunt. While he watched, 
Adam kept his hard cock in his hand, giving it a slow pull from time to 
time, being careful not to lose his load since he sensed that the show 
was far from finished.

And then he watched Mary climaxing, pushing the dog out of her crotch 
and rolling over on the bed, her plump ass jerking as the come really 
gripped her and held on strongly. Again he hungered to get his hands on 
those beautiful big buttcheeks, to be lying on her with his cock pushed 
into her tight hole.

She rested for only a short time, then she sat up and talked to the dog 
again. Adam was afraid she would hear the hammering of his heart as she 
dropped to the carpet on her hands and knees; he knew the dog was going 
to fuck her and he was going to watch.

He saw King's prick slipping out of the sheath, red and wet-looking as 
he approached her arched ass; the dog paused, sniffed at her twat, then 
mounted her for his woman fuck. As he did, Adam gasped again at the 
sight of the animal's cock. The sheath had rolled all the way back so 
that his balls were bared, and his cock looked as big as a man's. As 
Mary turned to talk to the dog, urging him on, Adam saw her face; the 
smile she wore was beatific. In that moment, she was the most beautiful 
woman he had ever seen.

The animal's cock jabbed the air a couple of times, then he rammed 
about three inches of it up her cunt and slowly worked the rest of it 
into her hole. Then he was busy fucking her, both dog and woman panting 
while, outside, Adam thought he would go out of his mind. He thought of 
how he hungered for the feel of her lovely cunt, yet while he was 
forced to remain outside, there was a dog fucking her. Adam decided it 
wasn't fair to the human race and especially to him.

Adam couldn't keep from jacking his cock as he watched. Then he saw the 
animal jerking as he shot his load into the cunt of the naked woman and 
Adam lost control, his jizz spurting against the wall of the house. It 
was a big charge and when he finished, he felt deliciously weak.

So did the dog, Adam thought with a smile as King pulled his cock out 
of Mary's slit and curled up on the carpet, licking his dick, his 
interest in the woman obviously gone.

"Crazy fucking dog," Adam said quietly to himself. "If I'd just 
finished fucking that beauty, I'd go right on loving her up with my 
hands and my mouth."

He watched as Mary got up, got onto the bed and turned the light off; 
then he left, but not before he got her name and address from her 
mailbox. As he walked to his home, Adam vowed that he would get to know 
Mary and that they would be lovers. All he didn't know was how he was 
going to arrange that.



Chapter 4


Adam wrestled with his problem for two days and the greater part of two 
nights, yet he couldn't come up with the solution he sought. He didn't 
go walking those evenings, wasn't interested in watching other women 
undressing for bed, wasn't interested even in his two beautiful 
lesbians. The only thing on which his mind would dwell was the 
beautiful, exciting woman with the dog and how he was going to arrange 
to meet her.

Phoning her was out of the question, Adam reasoned. Before he could 
begin his approach, she would hang up on him. Over and over again he 
told himself that a letter was the only approach. Though he didn't like 
the idea, he finally faced the fact that there were no alternatives, so 
he spent an entire evening writing, throwing away, changing and writing 
some more.

It was after midnight when he finished and as he reread his letter, he 
still wasn't sure it was right.

He began the letter by telling of the tragic loss of his wife and went 
on to tell how, after a long period during which masturbation was his 
only sexual outlet, he accidentally became a peeping Tom. He told her 
how he had tried to fight it, realizing the danger it involved, but 
that he hadn't had the strength to stop.

Then came the really tough part where he told her what he had seen when 
he peeped into her window that night. He didn't dwell on details, 
saying just enough so that she would know what he had observed--the 
lapping and the fucking King had given her. He told, too, that in his 
wild arousal and jealousy of the dog, he had jacked off outside her 
window.

Much of the letter was an impassioned plea for her to agree to see him, 
pointing out that he was a loner, an unhappy lonesome man, and that he 
sensed it was a problem they shared, that in getting to know each 
other, in talking of their problems and of life, they could, hopefully, 
build a new life for themselves, one which would be full and rich and 
rewarding. If not, he pointed out, at least they would have discussed 
their problems and perhaps even that would be helpful to both. After 
much debate with himself, he mailed the letter on Friday evening, 
knowing she would receive it on Monday. He hadn't signed the letter, 
for obvious reasons, but he promised he would phone her on Monday for 
her answer.

On Monday morning, at ten o'clock, Adam went to a quiet restaurant 
where there was a phone booth in the back, and his hand trembled as he 
fed a dime into the slot and dialed her number.

He heard nervousness in her voice when he told her he was the writer of 
the letter and begged her not to hang up. She told him she wouldn't.

Nervously, she told him of her terrible humiliation at his having 
caught her with her guilty secret. Then he reminded her that he had 
confessed his guilty secret to her in the letter, so that they were 
even.

Both were trying, and gradually much of the nervousness passed so that 
they were able to talk a little more easily. Then they agreed that he 
would go to visit her at ten-thirty.

"You're sure you're not afraid to have me in your house alone?" he 
asked considerately. "We could meet in some public place, a park for 
instance."

"No, I'm not afraid. Something in your voice and in the tone of your 
letter tells me I won't be in any danger with you."

There was a florist shop next to the restaurant, and Adam bought a 
dozen beautiful red roses which he earned as he got out of his car in 
front of her house and turned up the walk. Mary had seen him coming and 
opened the door before he could ring the bell. She was pleased to see a 
handsome, well-dressed, clean-cut man, with just a few traces of gray 
hair around his temples, but she couldn't keep from blushing, and she 
apologized for it, stammering a little.

"I'm nervous, too," he told her, "and you blush far more beautifully 
than these roses," he added as he gave her the bouquet. Her hands 
trembled as she took it and thanked him, then led him into the living 
room where a coffee service had been set up.

Conversation was difficult in the beginning, and Adam saw that it was 
up to him to get things started. He repeated much of what he had told 
her in the letter; that helped loosen her up so that she was able to 
talk about the emptiness of her own life, her bad marriage, starvation 
for sex and finally, how by accident she had learned that, in a 
forbidden manner, her dog could serve her needs much better than her 
husband had.

"It's all right while it's happening and for a while after," Mary told 
him, "but then comes the shame. I have cruel little voices in my head, 
telling me I'm no longer a woman, that no man would want me and that 
I'm only good enough for dogs," she said, and Adam saw tears welling up 
in her eyes.

"Don't talk like that," he scolded. "I know what you mean. I hear 
voices, too, after I've peeped at other people making love while I was 
jerking off like a little boy. It can't be worse for you than it is for 
me. That's why I'm convinced we're each other's only hope."

They talked on for more than an hour, then reached the stage where they 
were discussing various sexual acts. There was a different kind of 
nervousness then, a strongly sexual one. As their conversation became 
more intimate, the feeling grew in both of them until it was straight 
sexual arousal and both knew it.

When he asked if he might sit beside her on the couch, she nodded and 
gave him a nervous smile. Seeing that she was trembling as he sat, Adam 
put an arm around her waist, felt the firmness of her flesh. Then his 
mouth was on hers, and they were kissing in passionate abandon. It was 
obvious that they would be screwing in just a little while, and Adam 
couldn't believe his good fortune.

Still, not wanting to make even one blunder, he kept his hands off her 
thighs and tits until she took one hand and guided it to a nyloned 
thigh, just above her knee. They were kissing at the time, and as his 
tongue played with hers, his hand squeezed and rubbed up the sheer 
nylon until it was on the skin of a luscious thigh and Adam and Mary 
were sighing into each other's mouths.

"We don't need to wait any longer, Adam," Mary told him after the kiss, 
while his hand on her thigh triggered electric sensations for both of 
them. "Take me to my bed now. Strip me naked and we'll make love. I 
know it's going to be so good. I'll try to be good for you, too."

"I want that, Mary, more than I want life," Adam told her. Then they 
were walking hand in hand to her bedroom where she bent over the bed, 
displaying her lush thighs as she drew the covers back.

As she did, Adam began undressing. He did it fast, and by the time she 
had removed her dress, he was naked, his cock looking big and proud and 
beautiful in erection. Mary let out little squeal as she looked at it 
and thought of how good his prick would feel in her hot, churning cunt.

She reached to unhook her bra, but Adam caught her hands and told her 
he would do it. Before doing so, he fondled the cups of her bra, 
telling her what lovely tits she had and how firm and youthful they 
were; then he took her in his arms again and while they kissed, he 
rubbed his hands down her silken-smooth back to feel the luscious big 
buttcheeks he lusted for. She loved the way he fondled her and the way 
his hard prick throbbed against her belly.

As their kiss ended, Adam slipped the hooks of her bra. Then he stepped 
back with the garment in his hands, staring hotly at her lovely, naked 
tits while Mary panted with lust, surprised that she felt proud of her 
body, more proud than nervous at baring it to this stranger, this 
beautiful, romantic man.

"I still can't believe that breasts can be so beautiful, so big, so 
firm," he told Mary as he held a boob in each hand and fondled gently.

"With you, I want to call them tits. I want to hear and use all the sex 
words. Do you mind?" she
asked.

"Mind? Far from it. I'm going to suck these luscious tits, darling. I'm 
also going to suck your lovely cunt and make you come with my tongue, 
but I'm going to suck and kiss and lick a lot of other places as well. 
We're going to go wild, Mary, and it'll be hours before we come back to 
earth."

"Oh yes, Adam, yes, and you'll fuck me with that big, beautiful, hard 
cock I feel against my belly. I want to feel that lovely cock inside my 
hot cunt. Do you really want to fuck me, Adam? Do you want to put your 
cock in my cunt and fuck me?" she repeated, loving the sound of the 
words.

"I want to fuck you more than I want to breathe," Adam told her. Then 
he was kissing her mouth again and her big, bare tits were mashed 
against his chest. Both his hands clutched her satiny asscheeks as they 
shared saliva.

"Aren't you going to take my panties off?" she asked as he eased her 
down onto the bed and loomed above her.

"You can be sure of that, darling," he told her, "in a little while. 
There are so many things to do first. I intend to make the unveiling of 
your beautiful ass a very special event."

Mary accepted that with a sigh; then she was sighing more loudly as 
Adam fondled and sucked her tits in a way they had never been sucked 
and fondled before. While he sucked one luscious boob, he fondled them 
both. His ardent touches drove her farther into the throes of lust.

After he had been sucking her second tit awhile, she felt one of his 
hands rubbing down her tummy, and she opened her legs wide to make a 
path for it. Adam's hand followed the path right down into her crotch, 
and he felt the warmth of her soft, tender cunt through sheer nylon, 
his rubbing hand providing a maddening thrill for her as he continued 
to suck the silken jug which she pressed up at him, sighing and panting 
and moaning with desire.

"Oh, Adam, my panties are all wet in the crotch and my cunt is so hot 
and juicy for you," Mary said, her behind squirming on the sheet.

"Then I guess I'll just have to do something about it, won't I?" he 
said as he raised his face from her tit and licked his lips. "I think 
I'm going to love the taste of your wet panties. Open your legs nice 
and wide, Mary."

"You're going to ... to suck my panties?"

"Yes, darling. I'm going to have a nice taste of nylon-filtered cunt, 
and then I'll take your panties off and suck and lick your hot, juicy 
twat until you can't stand another come. I'll probably suck for at 
least an hour."

All Mary could do was moan with passion; then she cried out more loudly 
as his face went into her crotch, brushed an inner thigh, and then he 
was sucking and lightly chewing on the wet crotch of her panties, 
rocketing her to a new plateau of passion, one she had never before 
achieved.

As he sucked, Adam worked his hands under her, and she raised her ass 
to help. He fondled her lush, smooth buttcheeks while he went on 
sucking and slurping in her crotch, making her panties very wet and 
adding to the searing heat of her cunt.

Abandoning herself totally to him, Mary was sure than no woman in 
history had ever been as well loved, then reminded herself that they 
were only getting started, that she still had her panties on, wet 
though they were, and that the actual cunt-lapping and fucking was yet 
to come. She wondered if her heart could stand it all, wondered if it 
were possible to die of too much joy, but the thought didn't bother her 
at all; then she gasped as she realized that, despite the fact that her 
panties were still on, she was right on the verge of coming.

She opened her mouth to pant the words to her lover, but she didn't 
make it. Instead of words, she emitted a series of groans and high-
pitched wails, and her body jerked through an orgasm that was as 
magnificent as any she had ever known, better than any, she decided as 
the delicious waves kept sweeping over her while Adam kept his face 
pressed into the warmth of her wet crotch, inhaling deeply, his hands 
holding the cheeks of her ass firmly.

"Oh, Adam," she sighed, "I've never had a come with my panties on in my 
life. You work miracles."

"There are going to be a lot of miracles, darling," he told her, "and a 
lot of comes. Lie face down now so I can unveil that work of art you 
carry in your panties."

Sighing, her eyes shining, Mary turned over and lay face down as his 
hands went to her buttcheeks which were only partially covered by her 
panties. As he played there, she thought of how she had always 
considered her ass too big and had never dreamed that one day a man 
would call it a work of art and would handle it as though he meant what 
he said. When he bent to kiss and lick bare skin around the cuffs of 
her panties, Mary groaned deeply. She had never been kissed there and 
wondered how she had been able to live without it, or would be able to 
in the future if things turned out that way.

And then she felt him beginning to peel her panties down and tried to 
raise a little to help him. He lowered them until two inches of the top 
of her crack showed. He paused and pressed his lips there in a 
thrilling kiss. Before taking his mouth away, he licked the top of her 
crack and made it excitingly wet, then he went back to peeling her 
panties down, his voice breaking as he told her over and over how 
beautiful she was.

Her wet panties were caught in her crotch, but he freed them with the 
same gentle touch, then took them down her legs and off. Telling her to 
look, Adam untangled her panties, found the wet crotch and put it in 
his mouth. Mary trembled as she saw and heard him sucking juice from 
the nylon, the thrill so great she thought she would faint. Then he 
kissed the wet crotch of the garment and dropped it onto the chair.

Returning to the bed, he knelt up beside her and gazed lovingly at the 
perfect rounds of her ass. Then he crouched beside her and settled down 
to play with them, using his hands and his lips and his tongue as she 
squirmed, sighed and panted and rubbed her bushy cunt mound on the 
sheet.

From time to time, his lips would leave a cheek and his hands would 
pull the firm mounds apart; then his face was between them and he was 
licking deeply, wetly in her crack, the tip of his tongue playing 
teasing games with her bung, her groans becoming a little louder as he 
tickled her asshole.

"Is your pretty pussy ready for another come now?" he asked. When she 
told him it was more than ready, he had her turn over, bending her 
knees up and moving them wide apart as he stared into her crotch where 
he saw a cunt that was truly beautiful.

"But don't all cunts look the same?" Mary asked.

"Not by any means. I've seen cunts that were so-so, others that were 
positively ugly. A truly pretty cunt is quite unusual, and you have a 
beautiful one to look at and to touch and to suck and to fuck. I plan 
to do all of those things to it, if you'll allow me."

"Allow you? Oh, you wonderful, crazy man. I'll die if you don't. I've 
never been treated this way, never responded to any man like this."

While she talked, one of his hands was stroking a silken inner thigh, 
finding it firm, firmer than he would have expected. The hand moved 
higher, the tips of his fingers brushing the tender lips of an 
obviously hot cunt. She moaned again as his hand covered the moist 
twat, pressed warmly over it, then began to rub tenderly.

Telling her he had to shake hands with her cunt, he parted the pussy-
lips, stroking gently between them with the same loving touch. Slowly 
he worked a long, gentle finger into her slit and felt her tremble, saw 
beads of sweat standing out on her naked body as the finger worked in 
and out and she told him it was better than any cock she had ever felt 
in her snatch.

While a hand rubbed over her smooth tummy, Adam went on diddling her 
twat for a while, then brought his finger higher until the tip of it 
found her clit and made her body jerk strongly.

Whispering softly to Mary, he went on stroking her clit lightly until 
he saw passion contort her face. She cried out as an almost unbearable 
orgasm claimed her and swept her away. Removing his finger from her 
slit, he pressed his hand warmly on her cunt and held it there until 
the spasms finally weakened and then passed. When she was able to talk 
again, Mary told him with awe that it had been the most magnificent 
come she had ever known. He smiled as he promised her more and better 
ones, a promise she felt was impossible for him to keep.

Lying close to her, Adam began kissing her thighs and tummy and hips, 
using his hands as well as his lips and bringing her quickly up again, 
hot and trembling as she sensed that this time his mouth would find its 
way to her cunt. In her aroused state, she felt sure it wouldn't take 
much muff-diving to make her have another come

He worked slowly, ardently, and then she felt warm, moist breath in her 
crotch. Mary wanted to tell him to hurry, to get his mouth right on her 
cunt, but all that came out was another groan. It was followed by a 
loud, quavering cry as his tongue licked slowly over her twat. She 
heard a muffled groan from her crotch, felt an unbelievably exciting 
kiss on her gash, and then he was sucking her cunt while his hands held 
and rubbed her hips and thighs. Mary knew she was going to fly over the 
rainbow again.

As Adam sucked her cunt and she moaned, Mary found it impossible to 
believe that just one mouth and one cunt could combine to produce such 
fantastic sensations. But there was an even greater sensation to come, 
and it happened when his tongue came into play and he began lapping her 
open cunt.

His tongue probed deeply, into her hot, juicy box. It lashed inside her 
snatch, and Mary told herself that his tongue must be more than just a 
tongue and that what he was doing to her had to be more than just cunt-
lapping. He was not just a man, she decided, but a god or perhaps a 
devil.

Mary felt him shifting his position subtly. Her cry filled the room as 
his tongue found her clit, found it and did such wildly wonderful 
things to it that she feared her cries would be heard blocks away. But 
she didn't care, didn't care about anything except the erotic magic he 
was working in her cunt and throughout her entire being as he licked on 
and on until climax struck. Mary knew it was going to surpass even the 
previous ones, so she stuffed a hand into her mouth and bit down to 
stifle the cries she felt fighting for escape from her throat.

Her hunch about the intensity of the come proved very right. While the 
waves kept crashing over her, Mary kept his face trapped in her crotch, 
her thighs rubbing it as her legs scissored and her body jerked as 
though in electric shock. Finally it passed. Mary felt such a glow of 
warmth and contentment and ecstasy that she didn't even try to describe 
it to her lover, knew she couldn't even begin to try, but later, when 
he raised his sweating face from her silken crotch, he read all her 
thoughts in her eyes.

"My God, Adam my darling," she said as she found his hard, throbbing 
dick and squeezed it, "it must be time to do something about this 
beautiful cock. Such a long time it's been hard. Isn't it hurting you?"

"Now that you mention it," he told her with a warm smile, "it would 
feel a whole lot better buried in that beautiful cunt of yours. Does 
your cunt feel wet enough to take a stiff prick?"

"You wonderful, crazy lover. My cunt feels wet enough for a marathon 
swim. Fuck me, my darling lover. Fuck me now and shoot all your cream 
into me and make my cunt even wetter. I can already feel juice 
trickling into the crack of my ass, but I want to be wet with your 
cream."

Reaching between her parted legs, Adam patted and rubbed her wet twat, 
then used the tip of a finger to follow the wet trail down between the 
lower slopes of the big, silken asscheeks. For a little while, he 
played in her wet crack; then she saw him moving up over her. Her eyes 
went wide with delight. She held out her arms to welcome his body onto 
hers, his cock into her hot, wet cunt for what she knew was going to be 
the greatest fuck of her life.

"You're beautiful to begin with, my darling," he told her as he knelt 
between her legs and stared at her, "but you're especially beautiful 
when you're horny. What a sweet, beautiful fuck this is going to be. I 
only hope I can make it last long enough so that you can have a big 
come with my prick inside you."

"Another come would kill me," Mary told him and sighed, "but I don't 
care if it does. I'm so happy, I can't stand it. I think it would be 
nice to die this way."

Telling her that it would be even nicer to live that way, he lowered 
himself gently onto her, being careful not to hurt her. Mary felt his 
cock probing her crotch. It found her cunt, and the cockhead rubbed her 
gash for a few seconds; then she was moaning and he was panting as he 
slowly pushed his rod between the soft pussy-lips and slowly worked it 
up her cunt in a series of short, very gentle strokes, until it was 
totally buried in her hole. She wrapped her arms tightly around him, 
telling him she would never let go and that he would have to spend the 
rest of his life lying on her body with his prick buried in her cunt.

For a little while, he lay with his full weight on her. They both felt 
his cock throbbing in the tight warmth of her juicy cunt; then he was 
ready to give her the fuck they both wanted, but when he tried to get 
his weight off her, her arms tightened around him.

"Be heavy on me," she panted. "Be rough. Fuck me hard, my darling 
lover. Make me know you're fucking me."

Adam had wanted to be gentle, but since it was not the way she wanted 
it, he decided to really pound the meat to her. He was heavy on her 
body and he rode her roughly, his cock stabbing and jabbing strongly, 
making her pant and grunt. The next time he screwed her, he vowed 
silently, he would do it gently, but this was one rough fuck that both 
she and he would remember.

Adam knew he wasn't going to be able to make their fuck last very long, 
but then he sensed that she was almost ready to climax again. Mary 
panted confirmation of that, asked him to fuck hard, and then her arms 
and legs were wrapped tightly around his body and she was crying out 
and jerking in yet another magnificent orgasm.

Adam waited until it had passed, smiled down into her face, then broke 
the grip of her arms and took his weight off her body, supporting it on 
his hands. When he started fucking Mary again, he did it slowly and she 
loved it, sighing and telling him that she had never been fucked so 
gently and beautifully. He surprised himself by making the slow fuck 
last a long time. Then his balls flashed the signal that it was time to 
come.

Lowering his body onto her again, he gave her a few more long strokes 
of stiff cock. Then she was holding his jerking body strongly as he 
fired his hot load into her greedily sucking cunt.

"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered as spurt after spurt of jizz shot into 
her hole. "Give it all to me. Shoot it in my cunt, darling. Yes ... yes 
... yes," she cooed until he was finished and, with a deep sigh, he 
became just a little heavier on her. But his tired body was a beautiful 
burden for Mary, and she didn't want to part with it, ever.

They lay for a little while, resting. Then they got up and walked into 
the kitchen, her garter belt and nylons the only clothing in sight. 
Mary produced a bottle of whiskey, and they drank a toast to the 
miracle they had found.

At one point, Adam had his back turned to her. When he turned to look 
at her, he saw tears in her eyes. Putting his drink down, he took her 
in his arms and asked about them.

"I'm so afraid, Adam. It was so beautiful. It was like I was just born 
again. I don't want it to be just a one-time thing. I couldn't stand 
that."

"You sweet, darling dumb-dumb," he said, laughing as he gave her a 
smack on one cheek of her ass. "I feel exactly the way you do, and as 
far as I'm concerned, this is just the beginning of our life together."

They kissed, and then Mary felt better. There were still tears in her 
eyes, but she told him that they were happy tears and he understood.



Chapter 5


The first thing Sharon noticed when she got home from school was the 
happy look on her mother's face and the gleam in her eyes. The next 
thing was the bouquet of long-stemmed, red roses. Despite being only 
thirteen, it wasn't hard for Sharon to connect the two, and to realize 
that there was just one missing ingredient--the man.

"You've got a boy friend!" she gasped aloud, not yet sure whether or 
not she liked the idea. "Tell me about him, Mother."

"You sound more like a mother talking to your daughter," Mary told her. 
"Just for that, I'm not going to tell you a thing about him--except 
that his name is Adam, he's forty-one years old, a widower, he's very 
handsome and charming and sensitive and he has a daughter of fifteen 
and a son of twelve. Now that's all," she said, more than a little out 
of breath.

"How did you meet him? Where? You hardly ever go anywhere."

In her lighthearted, lightheaded mood, Mary couldn't help wondering how 
it would sound if she told her daughter that she met him when he was 
being a peeping Tom at her window, jerking himself off while he watched 
King licking her cunt and fucking her.

"He's a businessman and I met him in the course of business. You're 
going to meet him soon, and I have a hunch you'll like him. You're not 
going to get upset about my having a relationship with a inane are you, 
Sharon?"

"No, Mother. You're young and pretty, and I guess you deserve it. It's 
just that after all the things I heard you say about men and marriage, 
I'm surprised. Are you going to marry him?"

"I don't know for sure, dear. I guess it's a possibility, but it's a 
little early for such major decisions. For the time being, we're going 
to get to know each other a lot better. To this point, we seem to be 
perfectly suited for each other."

Stealing another glance at her mother, seeing that her face was still 
flushed, that she was a little red around the mouth, as though she had 
been necking heavily, Sharon wondered if her mother had been in bed 
with her man, but she pushed the thought away. They talked of school 
and other things, but it wasn't what either of them was really thinking 
about.

Adam came to visit at eight that same evening, and Sharon saw at once 
why her mother liked the man. She was pleased, too, that he didn't 
bring her any gift, was not trying to buy her affection or approval, 
and he didn't talk down to her as so many adults tended to do.

Her mother had greeted him at the door with a warm kiss, but after 
that, they chatted like friends, with no hand-holding or other displays 
of affection. They seemed to welcome Sharon in their conversation, and 
she stayed with them for about a half-hour, then excused herself and 
went to her room.

Mary and Adam found many things to talk about, and they were still 
talking long after midnight when Mary was sure her daughter was soundly 
asleep. She didn't want to take chances, though, so she took Adam to 
the basement room where the couch served them well as he made love to 
her with his hands and mouth for a long time before he was ready to 
fuck her.

"I'd love another fuck, Adam," she whispered as he stroked her cunt 
gently, "but tell me the truth. Would you like me to suck your cock? 
You've sucked my cunt so well and so often."

"If it's the truth you want--yes, I'd love that. I haven't had my cock 
sucked in so long. Are you sure you don't mind doing it?"

"Far from minding, dear, I'll enjoy it very much. Your cock felt so 
good in my cunt, now I want to feel it in my mouth. I want to feel your 
cream shooting in my mouth. Lie back, darling, and I'll suck you off."

But instead of doing that, he had her lie back on the couch and he went 
down on her for the third time that evening, sucking and licking her 
cunt thrillingly until she climaxed strongly, being careful not to make 
too much noise, though she didn't feel like being careful about 
anything.

Her twat was still tingling warmly as her man lay on his back beside 
her and she crouched beside him to play with his big, strong prick. It 
would have felt so good, she thought, to straddle his body, to guide 
his cockhead into her slit, then lower herself on it and impale her 
snatch, but she told herself that it would feel better to suck on the 
big dick and feel his warm, rich cream shooting into her mouth.

As she started to take the cock into her mouth, she felt a hand tugging 
at her and changed her position so that her lover had her ass to play 
with while she went to work on his prick. A hand squeezed one smooth 
cheek, and Adam again told her how beautiful and exciting her ass was; 
then she was opening her mouth and slowly pushing the big velvet 
cockhead into it, making Adam groan with delight.

If her former husband had done anything for her, Mary thought, it was 
teaching her how to suck a cock. He had begun the training during their 
honeymoon, and while she had been nervous, she began enjoying the act 
during her first blow job. She got to enjoy it more and more until it 
reached the stage where he wanted nothing but cock-sucking. Only then 
did she stop enjoying giving head.

But she was enjoying the act immensely as his big, beautiful cockhead 
filled her mouth and she held his dick with one hand, while the other 
explored, touching belly, thighs and balls, cupping the heavy, hairy 
sac gently with a silent promise that she soon would drain it, and that 
there would be other cock-suckings in the beautiful future.

Seeing how much her man was enjoying the blow job, Mary took it slow, 
removing his rod often from her mouth to let it cool down a little. He 
let out a little grunt of objection the first time Mary took his dick 
out of her mouth. When she told him it would last longer that way, he 
smiled and told her to take all night if she wanted to.

Mary wasn't the type to time a blow job, or any other sexual act, but 
when she started, she heard the antique clock on the mantel deride 
quarter to twelve. When it struck midnight, his cock was still hard and 
strong, and it delighted her to see that she had made the blow job last 
so long.

"Do you want me to finish you up now, darling?" Mary asked as she took 
his cock out of her mouth one more time, her hand giving the shaft a 
little squeeze.

"Make it last as long as you like, my angel. It has to be the most 
beautiful cock-sucking any man ever received. Try to finish by ten-
thirty. I have an appointment then."

Mary laughed, teasingly licking the head of his prick. Her hand gave it 
a few slow, loving pulls, and then she pushed the tool into her mouth 
again and resumed the delightful blow job, keeping him panting and 
moaning with lust. He had carried her beyond heaven with his mouth, and 
she was determined to do no less for him.

But even in taking, Adam was giving, too, as he fondled her ass so 
lovingly, stroking the cheeks, fingering her bung and, from time to 
time, pushing a hand between her thighs to tease her pussy.

And then she heard a change in his sounds and felt his body tensing. 
There was no time then for teasing, no need for further delay. His cock 
had been well-sucked and now it was time for him to fire his load and 
for her to taste his sperm.

Making muffled moaning and humming sounds in her throat, Mary sucked 
more greedily, taking more and more of the shaft into her mouth. As she 
felt his dick expanding, she drew her head back a little so that only 
the cockhead was in her mouth.

The first spurt of cream in her mouth was just a small one, but the 
second was much bigger. So was the third and the fourth and the rest as 
Adam shot much more jizz into her mouth than she would have expected, 
considering their morning fuck session.

She sucked until his balls were drained. At last he pushed her head 
gently away from him still moaning like a dying man. As he did, she 
heard the clock strike the quarter hour and was delighted to see that 
she had been sucking his cock for a half-hour.

While her man recovered from the magnificent blow job, Mary was content 
to lie with her cheek on his belly, one hand stroking a strong, hairy 
thigh. She observed that while his thighs and the base of his belly 
were hairy, the rest of his body was free of hair, smooth and thrilling 
to touch. It was just, she told herself, another way in which her 
exciting man was so perfect. She wondered how it could be that no other 
woman had claimed him before she found him--or, more to the point, she 
amended, before he found her in her room, getting fucked by her dog.

It was a wonder to her, too, that instead of his having been horrified 
at the sight, it had so taken him that he had to meet her, that he had 
sent her a letter, the letter which had first filled her with terror 
and shame.

"Come to me, my beautiful angel," Adam said tiredly. "I want to kiss 
the mouth that did such wild, wonderful things to my cock. I've never 
been sucked like that no man ever has."

She hurried into his arms, and then their mouths came together in a 
fiercely passionate kiss which went on and on before it ended and he 
told her again what a magnificent job she had done and Mary glowed with 
pride.

"I don't know how long that lasted, but it seemed like hours."

"I know exactly how long it lasted, darling. It was thirty minutes," 
and then she told him about the clock.

"Christ, at a million dollars a minute--and it was worth at least that-
-I owe you a hell of a big bill." "Don't bother with money, darling," 
Mary told him. "Income tax would take so much of it. The next time we 
get together, lap my cunt in that special way of yours, and then I'll 
owe you."

They laughed, and then Adam didn't want to wait until the next time.

"But you must be tired, my poor angel."

"I'll never be too tired to eat that magic cunt," he assured her. "Now 
open those beautiful legs and my mouth will say thank you in a 
different way."

"You know I can't say no to a cunt-lapping, dear, especially the way 
you do it, but at least lie back so I can serve you your hot, juicy 
snack."

"And I can play with that beautiful ass while you feed me. That sounds 
perfect, better than perfect, my darling," Adam told her. Then he lay 
back and she slowly straddled him.

Mary allowed him to stare up into her open gash, his hands coursing 
over her silken butt. Then she gave a warm sigh and her crotch came 
down slowly until Adam felt the lips of her cunt on his mouth and he 
began to suck it. Her snatch was deliciously juicy and warm. As his 
hands fondled the cheeks of her beautiful ass, he went on sucking and 
lapping while she squirmed and sighed with joy until she felt her 
climax building and she panted that message to him.

His tongue curled around her clit. Then Mary came again, and her crotch 
massaged his face while wave after delicious wave broke over her. Mary 
told herself that the rest of her life was going to be full of such 
magic moments with her magic man.



Chapter 6


"Mother, are you having sex with Adam?" Sharon asked her mother as they 
met in the kitchen after school the next day.

"Yes, dear, I am. I've never lied to you, so I see no reason to start 
now. After all, sex is a natural thing between a man and a woman, 
especially when they're in love."

"I'm glad for you, Mother. Is sex always good?"

"No, dear, it isn't always. It is with Adam and me, though, and I have 
a hunch it'll only get better."

"It wasn't good with Daddy, was it?"

"In the beginning it was. Then it died out. I'm not saying it was his 
fault or that he was a bad man. Things just died between us."

"I think you're being very generous to him. I'm still just a kid and I 
was younger then, but I know he spent every evening drinking beer and 
watching TV. He was usually drunk when he went to bed, wasn't he?"

"You're more than just a kid, dear. Actually, you're very observant. 
Yes, it's true that your father lost interest in sex. I was hungry for 
a long time, and since Adam came along, it's like being born again in a 
beautiful new world."

"Sex must be so exciting," Sharon observed with a little sigh, "and 
I've got so long to wait."

"I know, dear. I can understand how you feel. I was thirteen once, you 
know. When I had that longing to grow up and try sex, I'd go to my 
room, take my panties off and masturbate. I take it you do that when 
you're in the mood?"

"Gee, Mother you're really frank. I keep wondering about it. I hear 
other girls talking about it, and they make it sound nice, but I'm 
afraid."

"Afraid? Why?"

"Because, well, I heard that if you do it too much, you can break your 
cherry and that too much of it makes your pussy too big and men don't 
like that."

"Oh, you poor lamb, that's all garbage. It's like telling boys that if 
they jack off, they'll grow hair on the palms of their hands. Those are 
just things that are said to scare children. I suspect most of them 
began with churches or religious parents who think that to have fun is 
a sin."

"You mean there's nothing wrong with masturbating? It isn't abnormal or 
anything?" Sharon asked, surprised.

"It's as normal and as natural as breathing, dear. Far from being a bad 
thing, it's a good one. People who don't masturbate suppress natural 
feelings, and suppressed feelings can lead to trouble. It's natural for 
people, children as well as adults, to get horny from time to time. I 
pity anyone who doesn't. When that happens, there comes a certain 
tension. Masturbation is nature's safety valve."

"You mean anytime I feel that way, it's all right to go ahead and 
finger my pussy?"

"Well now, when you say anytime, I'm not sure I can go that far. If you 
fingered your pussy in class, it wouldn't go over too well."

"Oh, Mother!" Sharon said, and they both laughed. "I wish we'd had this 
talk before."

"I'm sorry, dear. The fault's mostly mine. I should have paid more 
attention."

"Don't blame yourself, Mother. You're wonderful. I wouldn't want any 
other woman in the world for a mother," Sharon said and hugged her 
mother tightly.

"Mmmm, this must be my week," Mary said and beamed. "First Adam told me 
so many wonderful things, and now you. If you keep this up, I'll start 
believing it all."

"You should believe it, Mother. It's true and I'll bet what he tells 
you is, too. Mother, now that we've gone this far, I guess it's time 
for me to ask you something."

Mary hugged her daughter more tightly; then she asked in a whisper, "Do 
you mean you want to learn more about fingering your pussy?"

"Yes," her daughter replied and blushed.

"Then let's go to the bedroom for a little lesson. You're going to like 
it a lot, dear," Mary told her as they left the kitchen.

In the bedroom, Sharon hugged her mother again, and Mary felt her 
trembling. "Nervous, darling?" she asked.

"Yes, I guess I'm plenty nervous, but I feel kind of excited, too."

"That's a good way to feel, darling. I always feel that way when I'm 
getting ready to finger myself. I like it best in the mornings when I'm 
still sleepy. Sex is always best first thing in the morning, as far as 
I'm concerned."

"Tell me about it, Mother. Tell me what you do and how you feel."

They sat on the edge of the bed. Mary put an arm around her daughter, 
then tried to explain it in full detail, not just her actions, but her 
feelings as well. Since she had decided to be totally honest with her 
daughter, she told of some of the fantasies she enjoyed while 
masturbating, fantasies which included a man who sucked and fondled her 
tits and ass and cunt, and who fucked her. While she talked, her 
daughter squirmed with passion. It wasn't long before Mary was doing 
the same.

"It must be thrilling to have a man suck your cunt, Mother," Mary said, 
her voice breaking.

"Yes, darling, it is and your day will come. You're close to fourteen 
now. Just a few more years and you'll be ready."

"Oh, Mother, I know I shouldn't ask this, but I can't help it. Has Adam 
sucked your cunt yet?"

"Yes, darling. Last night after you were asleep, we went down to the 
rec room and played for a long time. We were both naked, and he did 
everything to me. He sucked my cunt and made me come three or four 
times that way, and I took his cock in my mouth and sucked him off. 
I've never met a man as exciting as Adam. He's such a lover."

"Oooohhh, Mother!" Sharon squealed. "That's so exciting! Did you ever 
suck Daddy's cock?"

"Yes, he's the one who taught me. Adam tells me nobody ever sucked his 
cock as beautifully as I did. I hope he really meant it. I did my best, 
and it took me half an hour before I made him shoot his cream in my 
mouth."

"Oh, Mother," Sharon squealed and pressed closer, "I'm so horny!"

"Now that you mention it, dear, I'm pretty horny myself. I think after 
you've had your come, I'll need one, too."

"Oh, yes, Mother, do it! I know, you do it first and I can watch you. 
Come on, Mother, let's take all out clothes off and do it right now."

"Wait a minute, dear, I'll have to think about that a bit," Mary said, 
trying to find the strength to resist, but she searched in vain, and 
then they were standing by the bed, undressing, Sharon almost tearing 
her clothes off in her hurry, eager to see the mature body of her 
mother, sensing that it was going to be a very beautiful one.

"What a little beauty you are, darling," Mary said as she eyed her 
naked daughter. "Your titties are coming along so nicely. It's hard to 
believe you're not even fourteen yet. That's a nice little pussy bush 
you're developing, too. Turn around and let me see your ass."

Eagerly, the girl turned and Mary smiled as she looked at her 
buttcheeks. Like her own, they were perfect mounds, and she hoped they 
would stay that way as Sharon developed.

"You're going to have an ass like mine, I think," Mary told her. "I've 
always felt mine was too big, but Adam swears it's the most beautiful 
one he's ever seen. He loves to kiss and lick it, and it drives me 
right up the wall, it feels so good."

Moving closer to her daughter, Mary put a hand on one cheek and 
squeezed. She found firm flesh and skin that was smoother than silk; 
then she found herself enjoying it too much and took the hand away.

"That felt nice, Mother, nice and sexy. I guess I'm sexy all over 
today," Sharon added as she turned and watched her mother unhooking her 
bra. She gasped as the garment was removed, and her eyes blinked at the 
sight of the big boobs, so big yet so firm and smooth-looking.

"Oh, Mother, what a beautiful big pair of ti ... breasts you have. Gee, 
you're beautiful."

"Thank you, darling. It's all right to call them tits. I like the word. 
Adam and I use all the strong words. It makes it more fun that way."

"Oh, please, Mother, let me touch them. Let me feel your tits."

While Mary hesitated, thinking that perhaps it was time to draw the 
line, Sharon reached for the big, firm boobs, and then she was panting 
as she fondled them. Her hands felt good, so good that Mary's nipples 
hardened fast, elongated excitingly, the size of them delighting her 
wildly aroused daughter.

"Honest, Mom, I'm not queer or anything," Sharon panted as she fondled 
the luscious tits, "but this feels so good. I never knew tits could be 
so exciting to feel like this."

"Yes, dear, it's exciting for me, too. By the way, I don't think queer 
is a nice word, but we'll talk about that later. I think we're both 
ready for some fingering, don't you?"

"Oh, yes, Mother. Take your panties off and show me the rest. Then 
we'll finger our pussies. Oh I'm so horny!"

Since Adam had made her so proud of her plump, well-rounded ass, Mary 
turned her back to her daughter, then slowly pushed her panties down, 
delighted by the gasp she heard.

"No wonder Adam says your ass is beautiful, Mother," the girl said with 
feeling. "It really is. I hope mine will look like that someday."

Mary was pushing her panties down when she felt two smooth hands on her 
ass, one squeezing each cheek. When her panties fell around her ankles, 
she stepped out of them. Then she was naked except for her garter belt 
and nylons. As she did, she had to warn herself of the danger of things 
getting out of hand. Never before had she felt any sexual arousal 
toward another female, and it frightened her that she was becoming so 
wildly passionate in the presence of her own, innocent daughter. A 
couple of strong orgasms would settle them both down, she decided.

Taking her daughter onto the bed, Mary told her all she knew about 
masturbation and explained the function of her clit, telling her that 
while general playing with the cunt felt nice, the clit was really the 
trigger of the orgasm. She parted willing legs and found Sharon's 
passion bud. As she touched it, the girl panted and squirmed.

"Feels nice, darling, doesn't it?" Mary asked as she stroked the little 
clit with a finger she had wet in her mouth.

"Oh, yes. It almost hurts, but it feels so good. I never knew it could 
feel this wonderful. Mother, I want you to do it all the way and make 
me come, but please do it to yourself first and let me watch."

"All right, dear," Mary said, then pushed the finger all the way into 
her daughter's cunt and worked it in and out a few times. "I'm really 
in the mood for a big come anyway."

"Ooh, that feels so good," Sharon said as her mother took the finger 
out of her pussy. "Is that what it feels like when a cock is working in 
and out of your cunt?"

"Something like that, dear--only a cock is so much bigger around and 
longer. It really stretches a cunt. "

"How big is a cock? How big is Adam's?"

With her right hand, Mary showed her daughter what the circumference of 
Adam's tool was, then showed her the length of it. The description so 
thrilled Sharon that in that moment, she knew she was going to find a 
way to look at the real thing. She didn't know how she was going to 
arrange that, but she knew that somehow she would. Then her mother lay 
back on the bed and parted her legs.

But before Mary's hand reached her crotch, Sharon's was there, feeling 
the warm slash, patting it and rubbing it gently as she panted with 
arousal, telling her mother how exciting her twat felt.

When Mary told her to, Sharon took the hand away and wet it with her 
mouth. When the hand returned to the warm, soft cunt, Sharon understood 
why it would be wet as it slid more easily over the soft lips; then she 
parted them and looked at the shiny wet interior of the first cunt she 
had ever really seen. She had checked her own with a hand mirror, but 
that wasn't really the same.

As she admired and patted her mother's snatch, she recalled what Mary 
had said about Adam sucking it and sensed that it would be a thrilling 
thing to do. For a moment, she considered putting her mouth on her 
mother's twat, but she rejected the idea, fearing that it would upset 
her mother and spoil everything.

"All right, dear, I'll take over now," Mary said. "I've just got to 
have that come and I think it's going to be terrific."

Sharon took her hand out of the warm crotch then, and her mother put 
one of hers there, showing how she rubbed her twat a little before 
starting; then Mary's hand stopped rubbing, and Sharon watched a finger 
slip into the slit, working in and out for a little while.

Sharon saw the look of passion on her mother's face, saw her naked body 
squirming and decided that must be the way she looked when Adam was 
lying on top of her, fucking her with his big prick. At the thought, 
she trembled and felt a fresh surge of passion; then she saw the finger 
as it came almost totally out of the cunt, just the tip left inside.

Sighing, Mary told her daughter she was stroking her clit and that she 
was going to come quickly. That didn't surprise the girl as she saw how 
fast the finger stroked, heard her mother's labored breathing and the 
sighs, deep, loud sighs which were almost moans. She saw, too, that her 
mother couldn't keep from squirming her bare ass over the bed and in 
her lust, Sharon wanted to be a man, wanted to throw herself on Mary 
and fuck her with a big, hard prick.

Neither knew how long the fingering had been going on when Mary panted 
loudly, her voice breaking, that she was going to come. Sharon caught 
her breath and held it, then she saw her mother's body jerk strongly, 
her back arching in passion. Her body fell onto the bed, and she cried 
out loudly as orgasm swept over her.

All through the climax, Mary's face was contorted as though in pain, 
but as the spasms passed, that changed to a smile of contentment, and 
she sighed warmly and opened shiny eyes which were suddenly filled with 
very bright stars, Sharon saw.

"Help me, Mother. Help make me come, too."

Smiling, Mary had her daughter lie back with legs wide apart, then she 
put a finger back into her own pussy, to wet it. She heard Sharon give 
a little cry of delight as the finger went to her crotch.

Crouching over the girl, Mary slowly pushed the finger into her little 
cunt and drew a sound that was both sigh and moan as the finger probed 
inside. With her left hand, Mary fondled a firm little tit, the touch 
adding to Sharon's arousal; then she went on fingering her daughter's 
cunt.

Mary couldn't understand how, so shortly after having discovered the 
real love of a man, she could get so wildly aroused by a female, but 
she was, and there was nothing she could do about it. She hungered to 
press her face into the virginal crotch of the girl and suck her cunt, 
but she was able to resist, if only barely.

"Oh, Mother," Sharon panted, her voice rough with passion, "I'm going 
to come!"

"Just relax, darling and let it happen."

As she talked, her tone warm, Mary went on with the thrilling fingering 
of her daughter's cunt until she saw the pretty young face contort with 
passion, heard a loud gasp followed by panting and grunting as the 
naked body, glistening with sweat, jerked strongly in orgasm.

Taking the finger away from Sharon's pussy, Mary impulsively took her 
in her arms and held her tightly, her face pressed against the base of 
the smooth young tummy so that she felt the fuzz of Sharon's cunt bush 
on her cheek.

It would have been so easy to part Sharon's legs and press her face 
into her crotch to suck her, that Mary became frightened and kept 
warning herself that she mustn't do it. And then the orgasm passed and 
there was a golden glow on Sharon's face as she opened her eyes and 
looked surprised to find herself on Mary's wide bed rather than 
somewhere up among the stars.

"Oh, Mother, it was so good. I never came that good before."

"You have a sensitive little cunt, darling, and now you know the best 
way to use your fingers. Anytime you want to, all you have to do is put 
them together."

"Mmmm, I want to come again," Sharon said, and then her right hand was 
in her crotch, rubbing her pussy which still felt a little tingly.

As she watched her daughter fingering her twat, it triggered a need in 
Mary to do the same, so she sat on the bed, Indian style, and slipped a 
finger in her snatch; then she was fingering her box again. It felt 
good, so good that she decided one more come couldn't hurt. Again Mary 
felt the desire to go down on her daughter, and she gave herself a firm 
warning not to take the big step into lesbian incest.



Chapter 7


That evening, Adam took Mary and her daughter to visit his children. 
Emily, his fifteen-year-old daughter, and Dean, her twelve-year-old 
brother, seemed to be well-brought-up children and greeted their guests 
politely, if not too warmly. Mary sensed that there was some resentment 
in the girl, and that it was aimed in her direction.

"I'm sure you're right, darling," Adam told her later, as they talked 
over drinks in the kitchen while the children talked and watched 
television in the living room, "but she'll soon get over it."

"I'll help her all I can, Adam. I understand just how she feels. After 
the death of her mother, she became, in a sense, the woman in your 
life. Now I come along and challenge her. It's only natural she'd 
resent me, at least in the beginning."

"With that kind of understanding, dear, I'm sure you're going to make 
out just fine with her."

"Thanks for the high opinion, dear, but I'm not sure I deserve it," 
Mary said, then knew she had to tell about her session with her 
daughter that afternoon and her almost overpowering desire to go down 
on Sharon.

When she told him she had to talk to him, they agreed to go to her 
house where they could be alone. They told the children they would be 
gone an hour or so, then they drove to Mary's house.

Mary poured tall drinks for them, and they went into the living room 
where she told him everything that had happened that afternoon, leaving 
out nothing, not even her desire to go down on her own daughter and 
suck her cunt.

"You truly are an amazing woman, my darling," he told her, "but you 
don't need to worry about your desire for her. Until I met you, I was 
quietly lusting after Emily's pretty young body. It would have been 
only a matter of time before I fucked her."

"So it would have been incest, but at least it would have been a male-
female relationship, not a homosexual one. I can't understand it, Adam. 
My sex life's better now than it ever was. Why should this happen to 
me?"

"The answer to that is easy, dear. Sexuality tends to breed sexuality."

"Like the more you get the more you want?" Mary asked.

"Yes. You've discovered the joys of cunt-lapping and cocksucking, so 
now you want more. You want to try other, different things--things like 
sucking Sharon's little tits and her cunt. That isn't strange at all."

"But doesn't that make me a lesbian?"

"Not at all. Society builds fences and applies names, labels. It tells 
us what we may or may not do. I say the labels and rules society 
imposes are against human nature. Who's to say you shouldn't make love 
with Sharon?"

"Then you don't feel that incest is wrong?"

"That's right--or homosexuality, either. I've never sucked a cock, but 
I've had mine sucked by men a few times. As it happened, I enjoyed it 
very much."

"Oh, I'd love to have seen that, but I don't want to change the 
subject. Please tell me more. I want to be convinced."

"In that case," Adam told her and put a hand under the hem of her dress 
to fondle a firm thigh, "I'll try my best to convince you."

"You have very convincing hands, darling," she told him with a little 
sigh as the hand moved higher; then she raised her ass off the couch, 
and he pushed the hem of her dress up high, feasting his eyes on her 
lush thighs.

Adam talked to her of human nature, of love and of human desires. He 
returned to the theme of society and churches having distorted human 
nature by damning human acts which were basically acts of love. "The 
same group glorifies war and killing, yet they condemn love. Just how 
rational is that?"

"I have to admit that your logic sounds much better. You wouldn't be 
horrified then if I told you I made love to my own daughter, that I 
sucked her cunt?"

"On the contrary, I'd be so excited you'd get your cunt well sucked and 
fucked. As a matter of fact, I think I've talked myself into something 
while I was at it."

"Emily?"

"Yes. I saw her in her bra and panties a couple of days ago and I 
almost shot off in my pants. She's really ready to get fucked, whether 
she knows it or not. It could make you jealous, though. If you tell me 
not to, I promise I won't touch her. If it doesn't matter to you, then 
my darling daughter is going to get fucked. Hell, she's going to get 
laid sooner or later by some boy, and he'll probably do a lousy job. 
Since I'm her father and I love her and know what fucking is, I can 
show her how beautiful it is and help her enjoy the real thing."

"Of course I wouldn't be jealous, darling. How could I? In fact, I'd 
love to hear all about it. I want you to tell me all the details. Will 
you?"

"Of course. And you'll tell me all the details? I mean after you've 
seduced Sharon and lapped that tender young cunt of hers?"

"I have a hunch that'll be tomorrow, when I see you. In fact, I want to 
take her home early tonight and take her to bed with me. After it's 
over, I may let her sleep with me."

"Great, but in that case, I'd better not fuck you. We should keep your 
cunt nice and fresh for her, in case she wants to suck you, too. I 
imagine she will."

"Hmmm, I'm afraid you're right, and I'm so in the mood for one of your 
beautiful fuckings."

"How about a fucking with my tongue?" Adam asked as her thighs moved 
apart and his hand went to her warm crotch, gently stroking her cunt 
through sheer nylon.

"Oh, darling, that would be so wonderful! If you like, I'll suck your 
beautiful cock and drink all the jizz you can shoot," she added, 
feeling the way his hard cock was making his pants bulge.

"I'd like that very much, my darling. Lift your pretty ass and I'll 
take your panties off. We really don't need to waste time getting all 
undressed."

Again Mary lifted her behind off the couch and Adam took her panties 
down and off; then she sprawled back to open her cunt for him. Dropping 
to his knees, he felt his way up her thighs and made her squirm with 
his sexy, gentle touches until he had a hand in her crotch. She sighed 
deeply as he played with her cunt, which had warmed up with exciting 
quickness.

"Oh, yes, darling," she panted, "suck me! Suck my cunt. It's so hot for 
you."

"Sorry, but I'm afraid I can't, not in this position."

"You can't?" she asked, frowning.

"That's right. In this position, I can't see and feel your beautiful 
ass. Now if I were to lie on the carpet and if you were to kneel with 
your cunt and ass right above my face, then you'd really get a terrific 
cunt-lapping."

"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked, and he laughed as he gave 
her pussy another little pat before moving away from her and lying on 
his back on the soft carpet.

Mary went to him and would have knelt astride his head at once, but he 
told her to stay on her feet with her short dress in place. 
Understanding, she went to him and slowly raised one foot to take a 
step over him.

As she did, Adam looked up under her dress and his cock throbbed some 
more as he feasted his eyes on sheer nylons which clung to her legs and 
thighs, saw her lush white thighs and the black suspenders, then looked 
up at her scarlet gash and the lower slopes of her beautiful ass.

"Wait just a second," he told her. "I have to open my fly and let my 
cock out before it breaks off. Jesus, how beautiful and exciting you 
are, darling. When I was a boy, I used to think of how exciting it 
would be if I could lie down and look up a woman's dress. Now I know."

Mary watched as, with a little difficulty, he took his hard prick out 
of his pants; then he sighed and she was sure she could feel his eyes 
on her thighs and ass and cunt as he rubbed her legs with both hands. 
At last he told her he was ready to suck and she dropped over him, 
kneeling with her crotch above his face, raising the hem of her dress 
so that he could more clearly see her pussy and butt.

"Oh, darling, it's so exciting this way, with all my clothes on," Mary 
told him as he fondled her thighs with both hands, then reached around 
her to find her big asscheeks and give them a loving massage. "It makes 
me hot and horny, like we're doing something forbidden."

"I can see that you really are a naughty little girl, Mary. Of course I 
suspected that when I looked up your dress and saw that you weren't 
wearing panties."

"Am I a naughty little girl? You could give me a spanking right on my 
bare behind, Daddy."

"Thank you, but that lovely ass is too beautiful and too tender. I 
couldn't stand the thought of doing anything to hurt it."

"Do anything you want, Daddy. I'll be your pretty young Emily. I'm all 
horny for you, and after a while I'm going to take my daddy's big cock 
in my mouth and suck it. What are you going to do to me now, Daddy?"

"I'm going to suck your tender little cunt until you have a great big 
come, Emily," he told her, going along with her game and finding it 
very exciting.

He played with her ass and crotch, and she trembled hotly when he told 
her to put her crotch on his face, telling her again that he was going 
to suck her cunt and make her have a big come.

"Oh, yes, Daddy. Yes! Here comes my little cunny right now. See, Daddy? 
I'm putting it right on your mouth 80 you can suck it and lick it for 
me."

As Mary talked, sounding very girlish, Adam looked at her twat as it 
came down slowly. His hands held a thrillingly smooth pair of 
buttcheeks, and he could easily believe she was his daughter if he 
wanted to, but they had played that game. It was more than enough that 
he had Mary's tasty, hot cunt to suck and her plump, silken ass to 
fondle. Her pussy touched his mouth lightly then, and he kissed it. His 
grip on her ass tightened as she sighed loudly, and he began sucking, 
making exciting, wet slurping sounds in her box.

He was content to suck for a long time before sending his tongue up her 
slit to lap. As he did, he heard her louder sighs and felt her crotch 
rubbing subtly on his face, making it wet the way he liked to get it 
wet. He hadn't been licking long before her sighs changed to loud 
panting, as though she were gasping for breath; then she was crying out 
loudly as she climaxed and laved his face with the mingled juices 
trickling from her well-lapped cunt.

Mary rested on his face for a little whisk after her orgasm, then knelt 
up again. But Adam didn't take his hands off her ass, and he smiled up 
at her as he offered her a second lapping. Her lovely body still 
glowing, Mary accepted, though her clit told her that it needed a 
little more time to let some of the sensitivity pass before it would be 
able to take another delightful licking.

Just a few minutes later, he heard her sigh and saw her crotch coming 
down toward his mouth again. He welcomed it and began sucking her box, 
lightly at first, letting intensity build gradually until his tongue 
went into her slit again and Mary's ecstasy became so great that she 
was squeezing her boobs with passion and joy.

When she climaxed for the second time, the shock waves were so strong 
that Mary thought she might die. But then came glorious resurrection 
with the whole world taking on a warm, golden glow.

"You've been overeating, darling," Mary said as she got off him, "and 
I'm getting very hungry."

"Would you like me to make you a ham sandwich?" Adam asked teasingly.

"No thank you, dear. I think a nice drink of warm cream would be just 
right. Do you have some in this beautiful big dispenser?" she asked as 
her hand closed around the shaft of his strong prick and squeezed 
gently.

"I think I have enough for a nice drink. Care to help yourself? I love 
the way you drink, the way you handle the container."

"That container is very precious to me, darling," she told him as she 
played with his cock. "Tell the truth, Adam--would you mind standing up 
so I could kneel at your feet? I think I'd like it that way."

"The way you suck my cock, darling, I'd stand on my head if you wanted 
it."

They got off the bed. Adam stood near it, his hands on his hips, 
telling her she'd be more comfortable sitting on the edge of the bed, 
but Mary declined, telling him she wanted to be on her knees, in an 
attitude of prayer while she sucked on his big dong.

She trembled as she dropped to her knees, then gently massaged his 
throbbing cock with her hands, kissing and licking it and making it 
shine with her saliva.

Mary had been playing with his cock for a long time when she finally 
pushed the rod between her lips and told herself that her mouth had 
become a cunt for him, that he was going to fuck her new cunt and shoot 
a big load of rich jizz into it.

As she had done previously, she sucked delightfully and took his prick 
out of her mouth from time to time to make the blow job last longer. 
Then she couldn't wait any longer for her drink, so she sucked greedily 
and soon she got what she wanted as his cock expanded and began 
shooting cream. She drank greedily until his big balls were drained. 
His cock softened as he took it out of her mouth and put it back in his 
pants.

Picking up her panties, he put them on and snugged them around her body 
with loving care while she held her dress up. He patted the crotch and 
seat of the clinging garment, then they left to rejoin the children.



Chapter 8


When they returned to Adam's house, they found the children getting 
along fine. Mary was delighted, as was Adam. Mary offered to help 
prepare a snack, but Emily thanked her and told her she could handle 
it. Sensing that it was the thing to do, Mary went into the kitchen 
with the girl, helping only a little as they chatted, Emily seeming to 
warm to her almost in spite of herself.

"Emily," Mary said impulsively, "I guess you know that your father and 
I are serious about each other. I think we're very good for each 
other."

"You do seem to be good for him," the girl admitted as she stacked some 
biscuits on a plate, not looking up.

"The one thing I want to stress, Emily, is that I'm not going to 
compete with you for his affection. He has enough of that quality for a 
dozen people."

This time the girl did look up. For a second there was no expression at 
all on her face; then she surprised Mary by turning on a winning smile. 
"I hadn't thought of it that way," she said and looked genuinely 
pleased. "Sharon makes you sound like a pretty wonderful woman. Dad 
does, too, for that matter."

"I don't think I'm all that wonderful, Emily, but I like being happy 
and like having happy people around me. If we want it, we can have a 
wonderful life, five warm, friendly people living and loving together." 
It wasn't the time to say it, but Mary had thoughts which almost made 
her tremble, thoughts of all five engaging in wild sexual romps with no 
holds barred.

The TV was turned off and forgotten as the two families ate and 
chatted. Emily had come totally into the spirit of the evening 
following her chat with Mary, and she proved to be vivacious. She 
showed more than a little of her thighs, and Mary liked what she saw, 
telling herself that since she was going to get involved in lesbian fun 
and games with Sharon, it would be sheer delight to romp with Emily as 
well.

She wondered how she would seduce the girl, then thought that perhaps 
she should leave that to her daughter, and went on to think that it 
would be easy as well as pleasant for her to seduce twelve-year-old 
Dean. That thought caused her thighs to press warmly together.

It was still a little before ten when Mary decided to take her daughter 
home and seduce her. Emily sounded sincere in asking them to stay 
longer, but Adam, who knew why Mary was taking her daughter home early, 
said nothing, and they left a few minutes later.

During the short drive to their home, Mary and her daughter talked 
warmly.

"All of a sudden, I'm just so happy. Life seems so beautiful," Sharon 
said impulsively.

"I'm pleased, dear," Mary told her and patted her on the thigh. "Do you 
think our little session this afternoon had anything to do with the way 
you feel?"

"I'm sure of that. Gee, it was really exciting. I'm still excited about 
it."

"That's nice, darling. Perhaps we'll go to my room when we get home and 
do something about that. Would you like that, or are you tired?"

"Are you kidding? I'll never be too tired for things like that. Do you 
really mean it, Mother?"

"Of course I do. Why do you think we left so early?"

"Oh, Mom, I'm so excited! Tell me," she went on, lowering her voice, 
"did you and Adam go back to our place and fuck?"

"We really went there to talk about some very important things, but 
after we'd talked them all out, we were both so horny that we had to do 
something. I sat on his face and he lapped my cunt twice, and then he 
took his cock out and I sucked him off. He gave me a big drink of 
cream."

"Ooh, Mother! You're so sexy and exciting," Sharon said, then put a 
hand on her mother's warm thigh.

"It's a good thing we're home," Mary said as she turned the car into 
the driveway. "That naughty hand of yours doesn't make for safe 
driving."

As Mary turned off the ignition, Sharon's hand became very naughty as 
it worked into the warmth between her mother's thighs and stroked her 
panty crotch, which felt a little moist.

"You really were naughty with Adam, weren't you?" Sharon said as she 
stroked and her mother's crotch began to get hotter.

"Well, his mouth did leave my pussy very wet and when we finished, he 
just put my panties on and we left. All that juice had to go 
somewhere."

"I'd love to see you two in action," Sharon said in a warm whisper. "In 
fact, I'd love just to see his cock. From what you tell me, it must be 
something special."

"Who knows what could happen in the very near future, darling," Mary 
told her daughter. "For now, though, let's get into the house and out 
of our clothes. I know what's going to happen there, even if you don't 
yet."

They hurried into the house, and Sharon kept asking her mother what she 
meant, but all she got by way of answers were excited smiles. Then they 
were in Mary's bedroom, undressing eagerly, ready to romp, Sharon aware 
that her mother planned something more than fingering, but not aware 
what it was.

Both wore garter belts and nylons, and Mary told her daughter that they 
could leave them on for the time being since they wouldn't be in the 
way. "Besides," she added, "I think nylons make a woman's legs look 
sexier."

"Oh, yes, Mother. I love the way the tops expand around your thighs and 
contrast with your white skin."

"Thank you, angel," Mary said as she reached for her daughter. "Now 
let's share a loving kiss before we get on the bed. This is going to be 
a night you'll remember for a long time, and so will I."

Sharon moved smoothly into her warm embrace, and they kissed with 
passion which kept mounting as their mouths mashed wetly together. When 
Mary's hands went slowly down to her daughter's behind to fondle it, 
Sharon did the same to her, thrilling to the feel of the plump, smooth 
cheeks. Before the kiss ended, Mary felt her daughter's heart pounding 
and knew how exciting and how passionate their meeting was going to be. 
She thought again of how she was going to suck the girl's tender young 
cunt, and she trembled violently.

The kiss finished. Both of them starry-eyed, mother and daughter got 
onto the bed and moved into another hot embrace. It lasted for a long 
time and left them breathless.

"Oh, Mother, tell me what we're going to do," Sharon asked, her voice 
small, the tone warm and excited.

"We're going to do lots of sexy, exciting things," her mother told her, 
"and we're going to have lots of nice big comes. This morning, when you 
got up, you were a girl. When you go to sleep tonight, you'll be a 
woman and you'll never look back."

As she listened to the words, her heart hammering at her rib cage, 
Sharon thought it sounded as if she were going to get fucked, but since 
that wasn't possible, she told herself, her mother must have something 
special in mind, something very special and very thrilling, she felt 
sure.

For a little while, they fondled and sucked tits, Sharon delighting in 
the feel of her mother's boobs in her hands and in her mouth. It was no 
less thrilling when Mary sucked her tits, doing it so excitingly and 
making the girl think of her mother sucking Adam's prick. She thought, 
too, of the hint her mother had given earlier, a hint which indicated 
that she might soon get to see that big cock which seemed to work such 
magic on her mother.

And then there was a hand in Sharon's crotch, and it felt so good as it 
gently rubbed her virgin cunt. She kept sighing and moaning, then found 
that she was able to reach into her mother's crotch and feel her hot, 
moist cunt, and that added to her thrill as mother and daughter stroked 
pussies and exchanged sighs.

"Sharon, darling," Mary whispered as her hand moved excitingly in the 
girl's twat, "did you really like the sexy way I kissed your mouth?"

"Oh, yes. It was so beautiful, so exciting. I never knew a kiss could 
be like that."

"A kiss can be better than that, dear. How do you think it would feel 
if you were lying with your legs wide apart and I kissed you just like 
that--on your warm cunt?"

"Oh, Mother!" Sharon responded with a little shriek. "That would have 
to be the most exciting thing in the whole world. I never dreamed that 
you'd do that."

"I've never done it, angel. It's going to be the first time for me. Of 
course I'm not going to stop at just kissing your sweet little cunt. 
I'm going to kiss it and suck it and get my tongue in your slit and 
lick. I'll keep doing it until you have a great big come. Do you like 
the sound of that, angel?" she asked, her hand still gently stroking 
her daughter's warm little pussy.

"I like that more than I can tell you, Mother. It seems so hard to 
believe that it's going to happen. Do I get to suck your cunt after you 
show me how it's done?"

"I hope you will. That sucking and lapping I got from Adam was divine, 
but it just made me hungry to get some more of it. Now that's enough 
talking. I'm really hungry for your little pussy and I'm going to suck 
your tasty cunt juice right now."

Reaching for a pillow, Mary placed it under Sharon, who raised her 
behind to help, then she moved around to stare into the smooth, warm 
crotch of her daughter, her tongue licking suggestively over her lips. 
She bent as she moved closer, and Sharon moaned loudly as she felt 
warm, moist breath in her muff, bathing what was already a very warm 
pussy, making it warmer.

Hands that were strong but gentle, claimed willing legs and raised them 
high, bending them back over her body; then the hands were holding her 
smooth thighs, her virgin cunt beautifully presented. A low quavering 
moan broke from the girl as her mother's mouth kissed her hot cunt, and 
then Mary was sucking greedily. She sucked for about a minute, then 
took her mouth off the soft, wet pussy and smiled at her daughter

"Do you want me to stop now, darling? Have you had enough?"

"Oh, no, Mother, don't stop! Don't tease me. Suck my cunt and make me 
come!"

Her smile brightening, Mary licked her lips again and tasted her 
daughter's pussy juice, then returned her face to the warmth of the 
young twat, found the soft, moist cunt and resumed sucking. After 
sucking for just a little while, she licked her tongue into the slit 
and felt her daughter's body jerk in her hands, heard the louder moan 
of ecstasy as she probed deeply.

As she sucked Sharon's box, Mary wondered why she had waited so long to 
seduce her daughter; then she realized that the old Mary could never 
have done such a thing, not even to save her life, and that the new 
Mary hadn't been born until Adam came along.

And with that thought came another, and she formed a mental picture of 
Adam, naked, his face buried in her daughter's crotch, sucking her 
cunt. It was followed by a picture of Sharon lying naked, her legs wide 
apart; she was panting as Adam lowered his nude body onto her and 
slowly pushed his big, hard prick up her virginal cunt and popped her 
cherry.

And then the pictures were turned off. Her mind returned to the scene 
of the action as she heard louder, different cries from her daughter 
and knew she was very close to coming. Her tongue licked over the hard 
little clit a few more times, then Sharon erupted in wild climax, 
ecstasy contained in her every cry until the waves finally stopped 
crashing over her and she sighed warmly.

As mother and daughter lay resting, they talked of how thrilling the 
experience had been and of how they would repeat it often.

"Mind you, dear, it would be a mistake," Mary told her, "to introduce 
you to lesbian acts and leave you there. It could give you a wrong 
outlook on life and on sex."

"What do you mean, Mother?" Sharon asked, hoping she had already 
guessed the answer.

"I mean you must also discover the joys of sex with a man, the 
wonderful joy of having your body fondled and the ultimate pleasure of 
taking a cock up your cunt in a beautiful fuck."

"Is ... is Adam going to fuck me?"

"Yes. How do you feel about it?"

"Oh, Mother! Call him up and tell him to come right now, this minute."

"I'm afraid we can't do that, darling. You see, Emily has to be trained 
first. She's a virgin, too. Right this minute, Adam's having a long, 
exciting talk about sex with her. Tomorrow afternoon, he's going to 
break her cherry. In a couple of days, he'll come here and give you a 
magnificent fuck."

"Oh, yes, Mother. I only wish I didn't have to wait so long for it. 
It'll hurt the first time, won't it?"

"Yes, dear, it will. But it's a part of the process of maturing. It 
only hurts the first time. After that there's nothing but pleasure if 
you get a man who's a good lover--like Adam."

"I'm so excited, Mother!" Sharon said with a sound like a squeal. "But 
it's going to be so hard to wait."

"It needn't be, dear," her mother told her warmly. "After all, I'm sure 
we can find things to do to help time pass easily."

"Yes, Mother, such beautiful things."

"Did I hear you say something about wanting to try sucking my cunt?"

"Oh, yes. I really want to do that. Can I do it now, Mother?"

"If you don't, I'll be very hurt, and I don't think you'd want to do 
that to me."

"You know I'd never do anything to hurt you," Sharon said as her mother 
opened her legs, then sighed at the feel of a gentle young hand rubbing 
on her warm cunt.

There was no more talking then, only a silence that was emphasized by 
warm sighs and a few panting sounds. Mary sensed that Sharon was 
delaying the actual cunt-lapping not out of fear or apprehension, but 
because she wanted to prolong the act, wanted to tease herself by 
waiting.

Sharon turned a little, sucked one boob, then the other. She began 
kissing her way down her mother's smooth, slightly rounded tummy, all 
the way down until she was grazing in her pussy bush. Mary knew that 
the eager young mouth was just seconds away from her cunt, which was 
more than ready to receive a good sucking, despite the two it had taken 
from Adam just a little earlier.

Sharon gave a little cry as she positioned herself and gazed fondly at 
her mother's cunt; then the cry was repeated as her hands went to 
Mary's thighs, then moved to her well-fleshed hips. The next cry which 
came from the girl was muffled by Mary's warm crotch as her mouth found 
the cunt and pressed warmly onto it, bonging a groan of ecstasy from 
her mother.

Instinct and memory combined to tell Sharon just what to do, and she 
kept her mother moaning and panting through a magnificent cunt-lapping 
until the woman cried out in orgasm and her big thighs captured and 
held her daughter's pretty face, rubbing it until the spasms passed.

Mary sighed as her legs fell apart and Sharon looked at the well-sucked 
cunt. It looked so good that she felt an urge to suck her mother's 
snatch again. She did.



Chapter 9


While Mary was teaching her daughter the lesbian arts, Adam was taking 
the first step in the seduction of his daughter. He and Mary had worked 
out the plan together, and she had convinced him that it was a good 
one.

As soon as their guests left, he sent his son to bed, then took Emily 
into the living room for a chat. He began by telling her about Mary and 
of how happy a family they were going to be, the five of them. When he 
began talking about sex, he saw that his daughter quickly became 
excited. Pleased with her reaction, he became more and more explicit in 
describing various sex acts.

Her face became flushed, but he sensed that it was more from excitement 
than embarrassment, and kept going. She began asking questions, and he 
answered them in erotic detail, telling how he and Mary sucked and 
fucked in various positions.

And then he told her about lesbianism and saw no sign of shock and 
revulsion.

"Do you know why Mary and Sharon went home early tonight?" he asked 
with an excited smile, and she told him she didn't. "It was to make 
love. Right now the two of them are naked on her bed. Their breasts are 
being fondled and sucked, they're playing with each other's asses and 
pussies and they're sucking and licking cunts and having beautiful 
comes."

"You mean they're lesbians?" she asked, seeming surprised but not 
shocked.

"No, they're human beings, very lucky ones. You see, wise people enjoy 
sex in all the forms they find. A woman can enjoy sex with a man, then 
move from that to sex with another female."

"But ... but Sharon is so young. She's only thirteen."

"True, but Mary reasoned that sooner or later it would happen to 
Sharon, she'd be introduced to sex by someone. She reasoned it's better 
for the girl--and I agree--to learn sex from those who love her."

"You say you agree, Daddy. Then what about me? I'm two years older than 
Sharon."

"And your body is much more mature and beautiful. Are you interested in 
learning about sex with me, dear?"

"Yes," she replied without pausing to think.

"I'm very pleased to hear that, dear. I love you very much and I'd love 
to teach you. Tomorrow's perfect for it. It's Saturday. Dean will want 
to go to the movies, and we'll have the house to ourselves."

"Oh, Daddy, do we have to wait that long?"

"Yes, darling. I'm as anxious as you, but we must be alone in the house 
and have plenty of time. I'm dying to see and feel your lovely young 
body. It must be so firm, so beautiful."

"Do you want to see it now, Daddy?" she asked and stood, obviously 
ready to strip naked for him.

"I want to, very much, but I don't dare. I'll wait until tomorrow. As 
it is, I think I'm going to have to jack myself off before I can get to 
sleep tonight. Even though Mary sucked me off so beautifully at her 
house, I can feel my cock stiffening again."

"Can you, Daddy?" Emily asked. Then she turned on a bright smile as she 
reached for the hem of her skirt and slowly raised it over beautiful 
thighs.

Adam wanted to tell her to stop, but he couldn't find his voice as he 
stared at her thighs.

Her panties, when they came into view, were plain, white nylon, but 
there was nothing plain about the way she filled them as he looked at 
the little bulge of her cunt mound. She raised her skirt until he saw 
bare skin above her panties, then she turned and wriggled a beautiful 
young ass at him. Through the stretched fabric, he clearly saw the 
crack of her ass and his cock throbbed in full erection as his hunger 
grew.

"Do you like the way I look in my panties?" she asked as she turned to 
face him again.

"I like it very much, darling," he told her, his voice breaking.

"I could take them off and let you see everything," she said with a 
teasing grin.

"If you take your panties off, young lady, it will be to lie over my 
lap to have your bare ass spanked. I don't think you'd enjoy that very 
much."

"You're not only a coward, Daddy, you're a big bully, too," Emily told 
her father, but she smiled as she said it.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I'll take your panties off for you and your bra, 
too. I'll do it very slowly and we'll both enjoy it very much."

"Do you take Mary's bra and panties off when you're getting ready to 
suck her cunt and fuck her?"

"Sometimes. She has a beautiful big pair of tits, and I love baring 
them and playing with them and sucking them, but tits don't have to be 
big to be beautiful, you know. I'm going to go wild when I see yours 
and fondle them and suck them. I think you'll go a little wild, too, 
don't you?"

"I know I will, Daddy. Please, let's do it now. I can't wait till 
tomorrow."

"I want to, darling, but we can't. For one thing, I don't have any 
rubbers. I'll have to get some in the morning."

"Couldn't we risk it just once?"

"Would you like to lose your beautiful figure and have a big fat 
belly?"

"No," she said quietly.

"Come sit on my lap for a minute and we'll talk, then we'll go to bed. 
Before I do, I'll have to go to the toilet and jack myself off. 
Otherwise I'll never get to sleep."

"Is your cock big and hard?" she asked as she raised her skirt and sat 
on his lap, feeling his hard-on and giving a little gasp. "Daddy, you 
have a big flashlight in your pants. What's it for?"

"It's to look inside your beautiful little cunt tomorrow," he told her. 
"I'll put it way inside and look up into your belly. When my light is 
in your slit, it'll shoot a lot of cream and make us both feel good."

"Daddy, show me your cock before we go to bed. It would give me 
something to think about and to dream about until tomorrow comes and 
you fuck me with it."

"Well," he agreed, "I suppose I could do that. I guess it wouldn't do 
any harm. Did you ever see a boy jacking off?"

"Oh, no. Just like no boy ever saw me fingering my pussy."

"I've got an idea, darling. I think you're going to like it."

"I think so, too, Daddy. Tell me what it is."

"Well, I could change my mind and let you take your panties down. I 
could take my cock out and let you look at it while you finger yourself 
and have a nice big come. After that, you could watch me jacking myself 
and shooting my cream."

"Oh, Daddy, you're so wonderful! I'll never be able to thank you 
enough," Emily told her father as she hugged him tightly. He felt a tit 
jabbing at him and again hungered to see and feel her well-developed 
young tits.

"You should save some of the thanks for Mary. She helped me reach this 
stage. I guess we helped each other, really, but without her, this 
couldn't be happening between us. I'd never have had the courage to 
fuck my own daughter."

"Then I'm thankful to her, too, and to think I wanted to hate her 
because I was jealous."

Adam assured his daughter that she had no reason for jealousy. As he 
talked, he fondled her tits through the blouse and decided that they 
were a bit bigger than he expected, and beautifully firm. While she 
squirmed, sighed and panted, Adam brought his right hand around her and 
felt his way up one leg. He paused, and Emily opened her legs to let 
him feel all he wanted.

She heard a low, muffled rumbling in her father's throat as his hand 
moved and he squeezed the firm thighs. His hand continued to move 
upward until it was on the crotch of her panties, and the two of them 
were panting then.

Telling his daughter that it was time for them to masturbate, he had 
her get up; then he stood and began to unzip his fly. He paused and 
looked toward the door, then went quietly to Dean's room and found him 
sleeping soundly. When he returned to his daughter, he smiled at her 
loud gasp. He had taken his cock out as he left his son's room, and it 
stood in proud, strong erection, the skin drawn well back from the 
swollen prickhead.

She hurried to meet him. Then she was crouching before him, fondling 
his cock with both hands, delighting in the velvet softness of the big 
prickhead and the hardness of the long shaft.

When Emily told him it must be the biggest cock in the world, he 
smilingly assured her that at seven inches his dick was longer than 
average, but far from being the biggest.

When he told her to, Emily unfastened the waist of her skirt and 
dropped the garment, then stepped out of it and tossed it onto a chair.

Adam trembled as he watched his daughter pushing her panties down, 
slowly baring the beautiful triangle of pussy bush; then her panties 
were stretched across her thighs. While his cock throbbed as though 
ready to explode, he watched her put a finger in her mouth; then the 
finger went to her crotch and she worked it between the lips of her 
little cunt and sighed deeply.

"Don't you usually play with your cunt before you finger it?" Adam 
asked.

"Usually, I like to rub it a little and warm it up, but this time I'm 
too hot to wait."

As she fingered her clit, Emily alternated between and up-and-down 
motion and a circular one, and her father wondered how she had learned 
that. She kept giving him progress reports of her arousal until she was 
panting that she was close. Her voice broke, she gave a few more 
strokes of her finger, and then she was crying out as her body jerked 
out of control in strong orgasm.

When she finished, she was sweating. Adam took her in his arms and 
hugged her, his cock throbbing against her belly and adding to her 
delight. Then he pulled her panties up for her and told her to put her 
skirt on.

When she had done so, he smilingly told her to take her panties off and 
give them to him. She did, and he folded the warm garment and held it 
in his left hand, then took his cock in his right and told her to watch 
while he jerked himself off into her panties.

He masturbated very slowly, and his daughter was wide-eyed as she 
watched. It was the first time he had jerked off since meeting Mary, 
and it felt good. Adam knew he would fire a big load and he would feel 
even better.

Once, as he felt his orgasm approaching, he stopped to make it last a 
little longer, then he decided to go on with the jerking and blast off. 
As he neared his peak the second time, he warned her to watch closely; 
then she heard him grunting and watched as sperm spurted from the 
little pisshole in the big head of his cock.

Emily was amazed at the force with which his prick shot off. She wanted 
to feel it doing that inside her cunt. Then she looked at the big 
puddle in her panties as he finished shooting and sighed tiredly.

Careful not to spill any, she took the panties from him and wiped the 
few drops which dribbled. She touched the pool of jism with the tip of 
a finger, then carried it to her mouth and tasted it.

"I'm going to keep these panties forever," she told him, "and I'm never 
going to wash them."

Smiling, Adam put his limp cock away. They kissed good night and went 
to their rooms to await the big day tomorrow--the day of Emily's first 
fuck.



Chapter 10


Emily woke suddenly Saturday morning. At once she thought of the 
exciting dream she'd had in the night; then she trembled as she told 
herself that it hadn't been a dream, that it had really happened. And 
then she couldn't be sure whether it had been dream or reality.

When she remembered the panties, she hurried to her dresser, opened the 
drawer and there they were, folded into a pad, liberally stained with 
sperm which had dried during the night.

Everything rushed back to her then, but especially the promise of her 
first fuck. She had heard older girls talk about how it hurt to get 
your cherry broken that first time, but she refused to feel anything 
but wild, wonderful excitement as she recalled the bigness and 
strongness of her father's cock, and thought how it would soon be 
inside her cunt and she would know the joy of being fucked.

She found her father in the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe, sipping coffee 
and reading the morning paper. Approaching quietly, she surprised him 
with a kiss on the cheek. He turned and smiled warmly at her, asking if 
she had slept well. Her brother, she knew, would be sleeping late, as 
he always did on weekends. "I slept beautifully, thanks to you, Daddy. 
You haven't changed your mind, have you?" she asked, then went to stand 
beside him, allowing one bare leg to escape from her bathrobe.

"I'm not sure," he said teasingly, but he wasn't able to hold back his 
laugh, and then he told her that he definitely hadn't changed his mind.

"I wonder what time Dean'll want to go to the movie?"

"You can be pretty sure it'll be the one o'clock show. Since he won't 
be home until after five, that'll give us plenty of time. In the 
meantime, I have to go to the drugstore and buy something important."

"I wonder what that could be," she giggled and reached for the front of 
his robe. Her hand went inside before he knew what she was doing. As 
she caught his tool, she felt it begin to stiffen at once. Then he took 
her hand away, warning her that Dean could surprise them by getting up 
early. "Darn! If only he weren't in the way."

"Well now, I suppose we could shoot him and bury him in the garden," 
Adam said with a serious expression.

"I didn't mean it that way, Daddy. It's just that ..." she paused 
uncomfortably ... "I don't know what I mean."

"I do, dear, and we'll soon solve that problem. One day very soon, Mary 
will come to visit. She'll take him into my bedroom to have a nice 
little talk about life. It'll be a little more than a talk, come to 
think of it. She'll undress a little at a time, show him all of her 
body, then teach him the standard games--like sucking tits and cunt 
fucking. After that, he'll be one of us, and we won't have to hide from 
him when we want to play."

"Oh, Daddy, how exciting! Imagine, a twelve-year-old boy fucking a big 
woman like Mary. I'd love to be watching when she seduces him."

"Not the first time, I'm afraid. Even I won't be watching. Later, 
though, we'll see him humping Mary."

"When are they going to come here to live, Daddy?"

"In another couple of weeks. There are a lot of things to be done. 
You'll see lots of Mary and Sharon, though, don't worry. Maybe Sharon 
will teach you some of the sexy games her mother's teaching her. Would 
you like that?"

"I think I'd rather learn the games from Mary. Sharon is so young."

"I'll tell Mary. I'm sure she'll be delighted to be your teacher if 
you'll promise to be a good student."

"I'll be such a good student, Daddy! Just like I'm going to be with you 
in a little while."

After Dean left, Emily and her father were alone in the house, the 
doors both locked, the drapes drawn in Adam's bedroom.

"Are you going to fuck me right away, Daddy?" Emily asked as they 
entered the room.

"No, darling, not for a long time. Fucking should never be rushed. 
We're going to undress. Then we're going to play a lot of games for a 
long time. Your beautiful body will really be hungry for it when I get 
around to fucking you--and so will mine."

He took his daughter in his arms then and their mouths met, gently at 
first, then in a kiss of fierce passion which left them both trembling 
as he opened the top of Emily's dress, then watched as she took it off.

Emily had done some shopping, too, and she wore a sexy black matching 
bra and panties, which she filled more than adequately. Adam fondled 
both cups of her bra and made her squirm a little more.

When he released her, he stepped back and began undressing. Emily 
admired the strong-looking chest, and then he was unfastening the waist 
of his slacks as his daughter's heart pounded.

The sound of the zipper seemed loud in the quiet room, and then he was 
pushing his pants down and she saw the bulge of his big prick in his 
briefs. Smiling, he outlined the form of his cock, then pushed his 
briefs down. His tool seemed to leap out as though ready to attack.

When he stepped out of his briefs, he took his daughter in his arms and 
held her closely against his strong, naked body, so that she could feel 
his cock as it throbbed against her. While they shared another sexy 
kiss, he played with her beautiful ass and she loved it. Then she felt 
him unhooking her bra, and she was eager to show him her nicely 
developed young booby

"Oh, Emily," he said, his voice quavering as he bared them, "what a 
beautiful set of tits you've been hiding. I'm going to give them a lot 
of attention with my hands and my mouth. Will this really be the first 
time you've had your tits sucked?"

She assured him it would, and then he picked her up, held her easily in 
his arms and put her down gently on the bed, looking at her as she 
squirmed in passion.

Adam let her squirm alone for a minute as he gazed lovingly down at 
her; then he was squirming with her, his body delightfully heavy when 
he lay atop her for a little while. Finally he got off and began 
fondling and sucking her tits as she urged him on with heated sighs and 
excited little squeals of passion.

Each time he took a break from sucking a firm tit, Adam raved about the 
beauty and firmness of her boobs, of how thrilling they were to fondle 
and suck. When he had first started, Emily had hoped he would take her 
panties off and hurry to her cunt, but once she discovered the joy of 
having her jugs handled and sucked the way her father did it, she 
forgot about everything else and concentrated on what was happening, 
wanting it to go on forever.

And then he left her tits after giving each hard nipple a little 
squeeze with his lips. His hands rubbed down her tummy until they were 
on her panties.

Emily parted her lovely legs wide for him, and he moved a hand slowly 
into her crotch to feel the soft warmth of her cunt. The touch made her 
groan again. She began to wonder if she was making too much noise, but 
she let the thought go away. She was enjoying herself and sensed that 
she should just act naturally. The natural thing to do seemed to be to 
pant and grunt and groan and sigh as much as she felt like it.

And then her father was turning her over, and she helped. While he told 
her that she had the loveliest young ass he had ever seen, he played 
with it, and his hands kept moving, over and around her skimpily cut 
panties. Until then, Emily hadn't known that having her ass played with 
could be so sexy, hut she learned fast, and he went on teaching her for 
a long time. When Adam recalled that he hadn't put a rubber on, he 
decided to do it at once, lest he forget later and fuck her without it. 
She turned to watch as he stood close to the bed. He gave her a wink as 
he pulled the rubber on and rolled it all the way down the long shaft 
of his stiff cock. Emily liked the way his prick looked in the latex 
shroud as he waved his cock at her, then he told her to get up.

Emily couldn't understand why, but she didn't argue as she got off the 
bed and stood in front of him, only her sheer panties covering her 
nudity. Then he told her that he was ready to take them off.

Turning her around, he knelt behind her, fondled her ass and thighs a 
little more, then she felt hands moving to the waistband of the 
panties. He heard a low cry of passion as he began taking them down. 
His hands trembled only a little as he slowly bared white, silken 
cheeks and her smooth, hairless crack, pausing to plant many kisses all 
over her butt as he did so.

"Oh, Daddy, it's so exciting getting my ass kissed like this! Do you 
kiss Mary's behind, too?"

"Yes, but let's just talk about us," he told her, pushing the panties 
down until they fell around her feet, then helping her out of them.

Still kneeling, he kissed and licked her ass some more, then took her 
onto the bed again and had her kneel with her head down and her 
beautiful ass arched high. In that position, he saw her little bung, 
looking so smooth and clean and beautiful that he wasn't able to resist 
kissing it and diddling it with the tip of his tongue while Emily 
moaned excitedly.

Adam decided it was time to really turn his daughter on with a first-
class cunt-lapping, so he turned her over again. She was lying on her 
back looking up at him, lust and hunger on her beautiful young face, 
the hunger of a woman who wanted to be fucked, but before being fucked 
with his cock, he thought, she was going to get a tongue-fucking that 
would be more than enough to make her come.

He gazed warmly at her virginal little cunt as her ass squirmed on the 
sheet; then he put a hand on it and rubbed gently as he told her he was 
ready to start sucking and lapping her cunt. She groaned, her back 
arching with passion.

Aim positioned himself on the bed, stared again at the tender young 
twat just inches from his face. As he liked to do with Mary, he 
breathed warmly in her crotch and liked her reaction. Teasingly, he 
licked her sicken inner thighs, his tongue moving closer and closer to 
her cunt. Without warning, he put his tongue on the bottom of her slit 
and licked slowly upward as her groan of passion became a hymn of lust.

There was no more time for teasing then, and his open mouth pressed 
down warmly on her soft, wet pussy.

As he began sucking, Emily's hands balled into fists and her nails dug 
into her palms until it hurt as she kept crying out as though in agony. 
But Adam knew it was an agony of ecstasy, so he went right on sucking, 
alternating the wet sucking with thrilling tongue work as he probed as 
far inside the juicy slit as he could get.

While he ate his daughter's cunt, his hands kept moving slowly, 
fondling all the way from her thighs to her tits, never pausing in one 
place long before moving on elsewhere.

As for Emily, she could hardly qualify as an authority on cunt-lapping, 
but she sensed that nobody could possibly be as good at muff-diving, 
and she was sure Mary would tell her the same thing.

Her cries became more shrill when his tongue began to concentrate on 
her tender little passion bud, and she felt the first warning that 
climax was coming. As Adam went on licking her clit, the signs became 
stronger. Then she was panting that she was going to come. Words 
changed to wordless cries, and then her body was jerking madly, out of 
control as the orgasm filled her like no orgasm ever had. Her father 
held her lovingly until it was all over.

"Oh, Daddy," she sighed when she was able to find her voice, "I can't 
describe how good it was. Nobody ever felt as good as I did while you 
were sucking my cunt and while I was coming."

"I'm happy for you, darling. May it always be like that for you. Have 
you had enough now, or do you still want that fuck?"

"I want it more than ever. Just think, I've had my cunt lapped and now 
it's going to be fucked with a great big, beautiful cock--my own 
daddy's stiff prick. Give it to me, Daddy darling. Lie down on my belly 
and fuck me in the cunt."

"In a minute, angel," he said as he crouched close to her and his hand 
went into her crotch; then he began to stroke her wet pussy gently, and 
Emily was sighing as passion began to mount again.

She couldn't understand why her father didn't want to start fucking at 
once, but Adam knew. He wanted her to be steaming hot when he fed his 
prick to her, so that when he broke her hymen, passion would hopefully 
act as a mask to partially blur the pain she would feel, and it would 
be better for her. He felt an intense love for his daughter, and he 
wanted her to enjoy fucking and cunt-lapping and cock-sucking--the 
whole beautiful bag of tricks.

When Emily told him that the finger in her slit was bringing her to 
another come, he smiled as he took the finger out and told her he was 
ready to give her his cock.

And then he was between her legs, his big, naked body hovering over 
her, and she felt him probing her crotch. Because her slit was so 
small, he had some difficulty finding it, but then the big head of his 
cock was between the little pussy-lips. They both gave little grunts, 
Emily's turning into a warm sigh and going on as her father paused with 
the head of his prick inside her cunt as Emily told herself it was no 
longer a dream or a hope she was actually being fucked for the first 
time.

Sighing, she assured her father that she still felt very horny and 
close to coming. He smiled as he fed stiff cock into her tight little 
cunt, a bit at a time. There was no need to hurry, he reminded himself 
as he savored the tightness of the virgin cunt while he looked down at 
the beauty of her naked body and her lovely face--the passion-contorted 
face of a fifteen-year-old virgin, eagerly taking her first fuck.

When the head of his cock reached the barrier, he felt it give, but he 
wasn't ready to take it. Instead, he began giving her a short fucking 
with just that much of his cock, and she panted broken words as she 
told him how good it was and how hot she felt. She seemed to be almost 
out of her mind with passion and that he decided, was the time to pluck 
her little cherry.

Adam gave his daughter no warning. He took one big lunge, his hips 
muscles bunching. The thin little barrier put up no fight at all, and 
his cock went through it with ease. Emily gave one little cry but she 
didn't stop panting and her arms held him tightly as he fed seven 
inches of cock up her tight, churning cunt.

For just a little while, he rested on her with his prick throbbing 
inside her stretched little twat, then he began fucking, giving it to 
her in long, slow strokes as she panted encouragement, telling him that 
she loved fucking and wanted him to screw her all the time.

Pleased that she made no mention of pain at all, he went on fucking 
her, then heard her gasp and sensed that they were going to achieve a 
miracle together--the miracle of a virgin achieving orgasm in the 
course of her very first fuck. His mind told him it wasn't possible, 
but her body and her labored breathing told him it was. He went on 
stroking slowly, waiting for the miracle to happen, riding high on her 
body so that his cock rubbed her tender clit with every stroke.

And then she was right on the edge and he was fucking her as fast as he 
could drive his hard, throbbing cock, knowing that he was close, hoping 
that he could add to the miracle by going off at the same time as his 
panting daughter.

Emily opened her mouth and tried to tell him she was coming, but the 
fiercely beautiful come cut off her words. She could only pant and cry 
out in ecstasy as her whole body seemed to explode. As the third wave 
swept over her, Adam ground down in her crotch and his big body jerked 
strongly as his pent-up load of semen was pumped from his balls with 
lovely force.

They panted and grunted, then lay sighing, his body heavy on hers, 
their sweat warmly mingled in their shared joy. Adam searched his mind 
for traces of guilt or regret, but he was delighted to find none and 
knew it would always be that way, that he would fuck his daughter as 
often as they wanted and they would accept their status of lovers as 
well as their warm, father-daughter relationship. 

Realizing that his weight was heavy on her, Adam got up. His daughter 
groaned with disappointment as he took his cock out of her freshly 
opened cunt and lay beside her, holding her naked body warmly in his 
strong arms as they whispered about beauty and love and joy. 

"It isn't really pain at all," she assured him. "It hurt for just a 
second when you popped my cherry, but the fuck was so thrilling I 
hardly noticed it. I can feel a little burning sensation in nay belly, 
but that's about all. I thought it'd be a lot worse than that."

"So did I, angel, but I hoped that getting you as horny as I did would 
work. That's why I took my finger out of your cunt just before your 
second come."

"You're wonderful, Daddy," she told him and hugged him tightly. "I feel 
so good, but I feel like I'm in a trap. I think I'll explode if I don't 
tell someone yet this is something I can never tell to a soul."

"That's not quite correct, darling," he told her and smiled warmly, his 
eyes shining. "I'm sure Mary would love to hear the big news. Why don't 
you give her a call right now?"

The suggestion delighted Emily, so Adam dialed Mary's number and handed 
the phone to Emily, watching her hand trembling as she took it from 
him. When Mary answered and Emily began telling her what had happened, 
panting with arousal, her father moved behind her and reached for her 
tits with both hands.

While he fondled them lovingly, he heard his daughter giving Mary a 
glowing report of her exciting seduction and her first fuck.

"Tell Sharon it's wonderful, especially with such a great lover," he 
heard her say, and gave her tits an extra squeeze as a silent thank 
you.

And then Adam realized that Mary was talking to his daughter about 
lesbianism, and his heart leaped as he noted the girl's enthusiastic 
response.

"Ah yes," Adam said under his breath, "life is beautiful all of a 
sudden, but it's going to get even better."



Chapter 11


As a form of adjustment to eventually living together in Adam's house, 
the two families met almost daily, usually at Adam's home. Dean sensed 
that there was something happening that he didn't understand, and Adam 
and Mary agreed that they should bring him into the sexual circle 
before too long, but that first, there were two items to be attended 
to: Emily had to be introduced to lesbianism, and Sharon had to have 
her cherry popped. After that, it was up to Mary to take the innocent 
little boy to a bedroom and demonstrate some very interesting facts of 
life.

It all could have been done in a day, they agreed, but that would come 
under the heading of rushing. Nature aided them in slowing things down 
on at least one front when Sharon got her period. Mary laughed at her 
anger, even as she hugged and consoled her, telling her that a few days 
of having her pussy out of order wasn't all that terrible.

But life wasn't all sex for either family. The children had strict 
rules about homework and study, and they obeyed them without protest. 
Beyond that, there was reading to be done so that young minds would 
develop along tenth young bodies, broadening beyond the things they 
learned in school. Even young Dean picked up the reading habit, not 
because he had been told to, but became he saw that his father and his 
sister enjoyed reading, and reasoned that there must be something to 
it.

"I'm glad we are what we are, Adam," Mary said so him as they chatted 
that Sunday while the children were outside, enjoying the swimming 
pool.

"Me, too, but please be more specific," he told her.

"I'm thinking of how, after we discovered each other and found our new 
lives, we could have gone hog-wild about it."

"I suppose there are those who would say we did--I mean with the kids 
and all," he told her with a grin.

"Sure, but who cares about that? What I mean is that the kids are 
learning that there's a time and a place for everything, including sex. 
They're going to develop very healthy sexual attitudes, once they get 
over the newness of it. You and I were never given that chance."

"True, with us to guide them, they'll grow up to be complete, balanced 
human beings, healthy bisexual people. I'm sure they'll be a credit to 
us."

"I'm with you, even if our methods were a little less than socially 
acceptable. Speaking of that, do you think it's about time to take 
Emily off the hook? The poor lamb is really dying for her first taste 
of pussy."

They agreed as usual, then went out to the pool to talk to the children 
who were obviously enjoying their day immensely. Yet as Emily saw the 
adults approaching, her smile changed into a look of hot anticipation 
as she hurried to meet them.

"Yes, dear," Mary told the girl before she could ask the question. "Go 
on inside and dress up in your sexiest things. I'm ready, and I'll be 
in in just a few minutes."

"Where's Emily going?" Sharon asked her mother.

"She and I are going to have a nice long talk, dear. I'd like you and 
Dean to stay out here with Adam. We'll come back out when we're 
finished."

Again Dean looked puzzled and wondered when they were going to let him 
in on the secret they all seemed to share. Sensing how the boy felt, 
his father went to him and put an arm around his shoulders, telling him 
to cheer up, that there were some wonderful surprises in store for him 
within a few days.

In the house, Mary slipped an arm around Emily and told her she looked 
stunning.

"Thanks, Mary, so do you, but I don't understand why I had to put 
clothes on. I hope that what we're going to do will call for no clothes 
at all."

"It does, dear, but we're going to be civilized about it. It'll be a 
little game. We'll sit and talk as though we've just met and don't know 
what's going to happen, then I'll seduce you, very slowly and very 
gradually. It'll be subtle at first, and then the pace will step up and 
won't cool down until we've sucked each other's cunts and had our big 
comes. How does that sound to you, darling?"

"Like the most exciting thing that ever happened to me. I know how good 
it feels when Daddy sucks my cunt, and I'm dying to find out how it 
feels to do it. I've never really seen any other cunt, and I've never 
touched one."

As they walked up the stairs to the master bedroom, Emily followed the 
exciting woman, looking at the motion of her big hips and wondering how 
they were going to look and feel when they were naked. Mary's dress was 
shorter than she usually wore, and the girl looked hotly at her big, 
smooth, firm-looking thighs. Impulsively, she bent for a better look up 
Mary's dress, and felt her heart pounding at the stolen glimpse of 
silky-looking upper thighs. By the time they reached the room, Emily 
was already trembling with passion.

Leaving the heavy drapes open, Mary drew the light sun drapes across 
the window so that the room would remain comfortably warm and bright; 
then she turned and smiled at the trembling girl and did a little 
trembling herself at the thought of stripping and making lesbian love 
with a beautiful fifteen-year-old, one whose cunt had so recently been 
opened for sex by her father's big cock.

As she sat on the edge of the wide bed, Mary allowed the hem of her 
dress to hike well up her thighs and liked the way Emily stared; then 
the girl was sitting beside her, making sure that she, too, displayed 
her lush young thighs.

Mary slipped an arm around the slim-waisted girl, then began talking 
about how lucky they both were to be females. To her delighted 
surprise, Emily discovered that she could carry on a conversation 
despite her wild arousal and her eagerness to see and feel Mary's naked 
body, and do other exciting things with her, the kind of things Mary 
did with her daughter.

After a little while, Mary opened the top button of her dress to show 
more of the cleavage of her lush boobs, then took the first tentative 
step as a hand went to one of Emily's firm thighs and squeezed gently.

"You have lovely thighs, dear," Mary said and her hand moved a little 
higher. "Do you mind my feeling your thigh like this?"

"Oh no, it feels nice," Emily told her, not trying to hide her 
excitement. "You have beautiful thighs, too. I'd love to feel them."

"You're just like your father, dear. Go ahead and feel my big thighs. I 
like the idea of a pretty girl's hand on my thigh. I'm sure it'll make 
me very horny."

Emily's little hand trembled as it moved, and there was a tension in 
the room which crackled like electricity as Emily felt the firm, smooth 
thigh and squeezed it, sighing warmly.

For a little while, each was content to feel the thighs of the other, 
but both knew the pace would be stepped up soon.

Through Emily's chiffon blouse, Mary saw the girl's well-filled black 
bra and decided that would be her next step. Adam had told her that his 
daughter's firm young jugs made beautiful sucking, and she was anxious 
to find out, yet not so anxious that she was willing to upset the 
gentle pace of the seduction.

The arm that had been around Emily's waist moved slowly up until her 
hand was cupping one tit gently, causing Emily to sigh warmly again.

"Do you like it when your Daddy sucks your tits, darling?" Mary asked 
as she fondled.

"Oh yes, I just love it. You have such nice big fits, Mary. Do you like 
having them felt and sucked?"

"Mmmm, very much. I'm beginning to feel naughty, Emily, very naughty. 
If you'll let me, I'd love to open your blouse so I could see better 
how nicely you fill your bra."

Before the girl could find her voice, Mary was busy opening the 
garment, unbuttoning it slowly, her own big knockers rising and falling 
with her labored breathing as she anticipated baring the young tits to 
fondle them and suck them.

Again, Mary told the girl how beautiful she was and at the same time, 
took her blouse off. Instead of going for the cups of her bra at once 
as she had planned, Mary instead rubbed the silken skin below the bra 
with one hand while the other hand rubbed smooth shoulders and back, 
causing the girl to purr with delight at being so exquisitely handled. 
Her father's touch was wild, but this was different somehow, and she 
guessed it was part of the charm of lesbian sex, two females sharing 
gentle touches, sharing the feminine mystique.

After she had fondled the girl for a while, Mary brought her legs up 
onto the bed and curled them under her with a nice display of thigh, 
then she was unfastening the top of her dress, smiling warmly at her 
trembling young partner as she slowly pulled the top of her dress down 
to her waist to display the contrast of white skin and big, bulging bra 
Cups with soft-looking white skin between.

With a little cry, Emily turned fully around to face the woman; then 
her hands were on the bra, and she was rubbing and squeezing. They had 
been playing with each other for only a little while when Emily felt 
her bra being unhooked. A few seconds later it was gone, and then 
Mary's eyes and hands were feasting on tits which felt almost as firm 
as apples, flawless in their beauty.

As she fondled the naked jugs, Mary saw water in Emily's eyes and 
wondered if she were going to cry, but she wasn't concerned since she 
knew that any tears the girl spilled would be happy ones.

When Emily asked to take Mary's bra off, the woman gave smiling assent, 
then felt fingers trembling as they fought with hook which proved 
surprisingly stubborn. In time, Emily slipped them all; the bra fell 
open and as she pulled it off, the girl gasped and her eyes refused to 
focus for a few seconds.

A dry sound came from Emily's throat as her hands went to the 
beautiful, big tits and began swarming all over them as she told the 
woman how exciting they felt and how eager she was to suck the big 
jugs.

But that was pretty much what Mary had in mind as she pushed the girl 
down gently onto the bed, and gave the firm tits another loving 
squeeze; then her warm mouth was wide open as it claimed one tit, and 
she began to suck it while Emily squirmed and sighed in passion.

Mary suckled the boob for a long time before her face moved to the 
other, and then she was sucking with the same delicious greed. Needing 
something to do with her hands, Emily found that she could reach one 
thigh and hip of the beautiful woman, and then she was rubbing there, 
working her hand around to a partially panty clad buttcheek and 
delighting in the thrilling feel of it as she went on savoring the joy 
of having her tits sucked by a woman.

"Will that hold your lovely tits for the time being?" Mary asked as she 
sat up and looked into the shining eyes of the girl.

"Oh, yes. It was beautiful even better than when Daddy sucks them. 
There's something special between two women, isn't there?"

"Yes, darling, we'll talk about it later. Just lie back and I'll feed 
you my big tits to suck. You're going to like that very much, darling," 
Mary added, then she was fondling her big jugs, with both hands and 
panting with lust.

Moving a little, she bent over her partner, held her right tit in her 
right hand, squeezed it, then lowered it gently to Emily's face. The 
girl's mouth opened wide to receive it, but instead of pushing it in, 
Mary rubbed her nipple slowly over Emily's lips, making a full circle 
of her mouth; then, with a warm sigh, she pushed the silken tit into 
Emily's mouths filling it and leaving a lot of boob still outside.

Emily began sucking at once and brought her lands into play, holding 
and rubbing the exciting jug as she sucked it, telling herself that if 
sucking a tit was so great, then sucking the woman's cunt was surely 
going to be the ultimate thrill.

Since neither was aware of time, they had no idea how long Emily spent 
sucking the big knockers, but when Mary eventually took the second boob 
out of the girl's mouth. it had been more than well-suckled, and the 
nipple felt a little raw, just nicely so.

"Whatever are we doing with all these clothes on?" Mary said as she 
knelt up and looked at the shining eyes of the girl.

"That's what I've been wondering," Emily replied.

They both got off the bed and looked at each other as they removed 
their skirts, then peeled their panties down and tossed them away. 
Impatiently, Emily asked Mary if they were going to go down on each 
other at last.

"Before we eat cunt, Emily, we're going to play an exciting little game 
called riding. I read about it and Sharon and I tried it and enjoyed it 
a lot. I think you will, too."

They returned to the bed, naked. Mary took the girl in her arms, and 
they kissed passionately; then they were lying side by side, face to 
face, and Mary showed Emily how each could get a thigh between the 
thighs of the other, the thigh right up in the warmth of a crotch.

With only a little difficulty, they picked up the rhythm, and then they 
were rubbing, their cunts moving over silken skin. The effect was wild, 
Emily felt, understanding why the game was called riding. As the couple 
rode, there was no conversation, only the warm sounds of sighs and 
panting.

When other sounds were heard, they were the sounds of orgasm, the cries 
and groans and gasps as one after the other rocketed into delicious 
climax. Afterwards, they continued to lie together, their bodies 
excitingly wet with the sweat of their lovely lust. Emily was wide-eyed 
as she told of how much she had enjoyed the game, and how she would 
want to play it often.

"You will, dear. You'll play it with me often and with Sharon as well. 
But for now, there are other nice thing; to be done. I'm very anxious 
to taste your warm little cunt. I'm going to suck it and lick it and 
give you such a come you'll think you've died and gone to heaven. Are 
you ready to have your cunt lapped?"

"Oh yes, Mary! I guess I've been ready all my life, only I didn't know 
it."

"How sweet, my lovely little angel. Lie on your back now, and I'll put 
a pillow under your behind," Mary said and reached for one.

Emily was panting in hot anticipation as she lay back with her legs 
wide open to present her tender little cunt to be sucked. Mary stared 
hotly at her twat, a hand rubbing in her crotch where it was wet and 
very warm.

Mary's tongue came out and licked over her lips as she reached down to 
stroke the girl's warm pussy, making her sigh, then groan with desire 
as her heart pounded strongly; then she gave a little cry as she 
watched Mary's face coming down, saw her wet lips parting. Then the 
face was in her crotch, and she felt the woman's warm breath bathing 
her box and making her so horny that she wanted to scream.

She did scream, a little high-pitched wail as the mouth touched her 
cunt in a light kiss while two gentle hands claimed her hips and held 
tightly. The kiss soon became more intense, and then it wasn't a kiss 
any longer as Mary began sucking her cunt.

The thrill was so great that Emily told herself she couldn't stand it, 
yet the only alternative was to take her cunt away from the woman's 
mouth and that she refused to even consider.

Anyone standing outside the door would have thought that someone was in 
agony in the room, but both Emily and Mary knew better as they shared 
the ecstasy of their lesbian lust.

Mary sucked greedily, wetly, so wetly that Emily's little cunt couldn't 
contain all the juice and she felt some of it trickling down into the 
crack of her behind. As she became accustomed to the intensity of her 
passion, Emily wanted the muff-diving to go on forever, though even as 
she felt the wish, she knew that sale was going to climax soon.

And then, as Mary's skilled tongue licked over and around her clit, 
Emily shrieked in ecstasy. The sound drifted through the window so that 
those at the pool were able to hear it. Sharon and Adam recognized it 
for what it was, but Dean looked troubled.

"Your sister is all right, Dean," Adam told him. "In fact," he added 
with a grin, "I'd say she's more than all right, wouldn't you, Sharon?"

"I'd say she's the happiest girl in the world right now."

"You'll understand too, Dean, very soon now, and you're going to be the 
happiest boy in the world. Come on, let's have another swim," he added, 
and Sharon smiled as she saw the bulge of a hard-on in his swimming 
trunks. Later, in the water, she confirmed that hardness with a naughty 
hand and got one cheek of her ass squeezed as a reward for her effort.

In the bedroom, woman and girl were panting as the climax passed for 
Emily and she opened her starry eyes wide, her young body still 
glowing. They talked of how good the orgasm had been, and Mary assured 
her that every one could be like that.

"It's wonderful to have a man lap your cunt, dear," Mary told her, 
"especially a beautiful lapper like your father, but it seems that 
there's a special magic about it when two females do it. Perhaps you'll 
understand a lot more after you've sucked my cunt. You do want that, 
don't you?"

"Oh, yes, Mary. I want it so much. What a thrill it will be for me to 
suck my first cunt! When I have my face in your crotch, my mouth tight 
on the lips of your cunt, I think I'll go out of my mind. I'm more than 
ready now, if you are."

Telling the girl that she was almost ready to have her cunt lapped, 
Mary lay back with the pillow under her am and invited Emily to play 
with her twat for a while. Emily was eager to do so, and she rubbed the 
warm box in mounting passion, then probed the slit with a finger and 
soon had her partner panting and sighing.

"Oh, yes, Emily! I'm ready now," Mary panted and her voice was low and 
husky with passion. "I'm so ready to have my cunt lapped."

As Emily took her finger out of the hot, juicy slit, Mary raised her 
parted legs back over her body and presented her pink, open-lipped cunt 
to the girl. The sight of the juicy snatch was such that Emily trembled 
strongly, then licked her lips as she positioned herself to suck it.

She lowered her pretty face slowly, brushed hair back from her face and 
gave a little squeal of delight when her mouth was about an inch above 
the pink pussy. Impulsively, she stuck her tongue out and slowly licked 
up from the base of Mary's crack to the top of her cunt. They both 
moaned as Emily felt the woman shuddering with arousal; then she 
touched the cunt lightly with her lips in a gentle kiss.

Emily found no taste at all, just an exciting suggestion of a musky 
perfume, and she enjoyed it as she inhaled deeply. Then her mouth 
pressed down more firmly on Mary's cunt, and she began sucking as her 
arms wrapped around the big thighs of her nude partner.

She had known that sucking a cunt would be lovely, but it was even more 
than that, and she couldn't find a word to describe the erotic thrill 
as she sucked wetly, hungrily, her hands rubbing silken skin as she 
heard Mary purring in ecstasy. Both experienced a new thrill when Emily 
brought her tongue into play, using it as Mary had used hers, probing 
and licking her snatch deeply, then bonging it up to the top of the 
slit where the hard, sensitized passion bud awaited a good licking. She 
gave it just that.

Emily licked in the top of Mary's slit for two or three minutes, and 
then she felt the tension in the woman which told her she was getting 
close to an exciting come. She went on licking her puffy gash, and then 
Mary was jerking and panting as the tendrils of climax caught her and 
did wild things to her for a long time before the final spasm passed. 
When she opened her eyes, Mary saw Emily crouched on the bed beside 
her, looking very pleased with herself and with life.

"That was beautiful, Emily. You eat cunt like an angel."

"I'm glad I pleased you, Mary. I'll do it again right now if you like."

"No thanks, but you could put on a little show with Sharon for me. How 
does that sound?"

"I think I'd rather eat your pussy--but that does sound like fun."

"I'll teach the two of you how to play sixty-nine. It'll give you 
something to do when you're alone and bored."

"I don't think I'll ever be bored as long as I live," Emily said as 
Mary went to the window and called her daughter. Sharon came running, 
wriggling her pretty ass for Adam, who still had a hard-on.

Sharon was breathless as she hurried into the room, but she had enough 
breath left to hurry out of her bathing suit when her mother told her 
to. Then she got onto the bed with Emily, and the two girls began 
playing with each other, to the delight of the naked woman who watched 
intently.

Mary knew what a thrill it would be for Adam to see their daughters 
romping in the nude, but that would mean leaving Dean alone, and she 
didn't think that would be fair, so she decided that her lover would 
have to wait until another time.

The girls played with tits and apses and pussies, and it was obvious 
that they were both enjoying their game. When Mary asked, both told her 
that they were very ready to go on to mutual cunt-lapping.

Delighted that she had thought of the idea, Mary helped guide the two 
girls into position. Each fitted her mouth to the cunt of the other, 
and they began sucking.

While she watched the pretty girls lapping each other's twats, Mary 
decided to warm her right hand in her crotch. It felt so nice that she 
thought she should make it feel even nicer, so a finger went into her 
slit, and she began stroking, her big tits swaying.

A few minutes later, Mary climaxed with much panting and gasping, her 
boobs performing a wildly erotic dance while her plump ass jerked 
strongly. As she was coming out of the orgasm, she smiled at the sight 
and sound of both girls experiencing strong comes, their naked bodies 
writhing together on the bed.



Chapter 12


Sharon began to entertain high hopes when she learned that only Adam 
was coming to visit that evening. If her hopes were realized, she would 
part with her virginity that evening. When Mary refused to admit that 
there was anything special about her lover's visit, Sharon's hopes 
dimmed, but only a little.

When the bell rang, Mary admitted her lover, and Sharon watched as they 
kissed passionately and Adam fondled her butt.

"Gee," Sharon said as they moved apart, "some women get all the luck 
and all the kisses and everything."

"Would you like a kiss, Sharon?" he asked, going to her. He took her in 
his arms and brought his mouth down warmly on hers. As he had done with 
her mother, he put a hand on Sharon's firm young behind and fondled it, 
adding to her excitement by getting his tongue into her mouth.

When the kiss ended, Sharon felt a little weak-kneed, and her eyes 
shone brightly with excitement. More than ever then, she wanted Adam to 
pop her cherry, and she sensed that her dream was going to come true 
despite what her mother said, or refused to say.

While Mary poured drinks for herself and Adam, Sharon got herself a 
Coke and took it to her room. She had intended to study, but her sexual 
desire was so great it was out of the question. She turned her radio on 
and tried to make the hunger go away, without much success.

She would have been more excited had she known that Mary and Adam were 
talking about her, and about how Adam was going to screw her in just a 
little while.

"How exciting our lives have become, darling," Mary said as they sipped 
their drinks and Adam fondled a firm thigh. "To think that you're going 
to fuck my thirteen-year-old daughter, and tomorrow I'm going to strip 
for your twelve-year-old son, teach him how to lap a woman's cunt and 
then give him his first piece of tail."

"That we ever met, Mary, was sheer luck. Think of the odds against it. 
Since then, though, we deserved an the joy we've found, because we 
dared to help ourselves to it."

"And we're going to go on darling, aren't we, lover?" Mary asked as his 
hand moved closer to the crotch of her panties and she moved her thighs 
farther apart.

"You're so right, darling," he told her as his hand moved to the warm 
nylon of her panties, where the garment snugged against a cunt that was 
much warmer. "I have a hunch we'll do things so wild that we can't even 
think of them just now. We'll invent whole new sexual acts."

"Oh, darling, yes," Mary said with a warm sigh as he gently stroked her 
crotch. "I'm so horny, lover. Do you think it's time to take little 
Sharon off the hook?"

"Why not? I'll fuck her first, then it shouldn't be long before I've 
got a hard-on again and I can give you a fuck. It'll be a joy few men 
know to fuck a tender young virgin, then fuck her mother. Want to call 
her now?"

"Yes, I'll ... Wait, I've got an idea. Let's strip!" Mary said 
excitedly. "I want to see the look on her face when she walks into the 
room and sees us both naked. She's really been dying to see your big 
cock."

"She'll do more than just see it tonight, angel," Adam said as they got 
to their feet and began undressing. Then Mary called to her daughter 
who, sensing that it was the big call she had been waiting for, turned 
her radio off and felt her heart pounding as she walked to the living 
room.

With a loud gasp, she stopped in the doorway as she stared at the two 
naked people who were smiling with excitement.

"My God, Mother! You said his cock was big and beautiful, but it's so 
huge!" she said, her voice almost breaking as she walked toward them.

"Take it in your hand and play with it, Sharon," Adam told her. "Feel 
how velvety the head is and how hard the shaft gets when I think of 
sticking it in your tiny little cunt to fuck you."

"Oh, yes! I want that," she told him as her hand closed around his 
prick. "I really want you to fuck me. I don't care if it hurts. 
Besides, Emily told me it doesn't hurt all that much," she added, then 
closed a hand gently around the cockhead and gave it a loving squeeze.

"We won't even think about things like hurt, dear," her mother told 
her. "Think of beautiful things while you strip naked and show Adam 
what he's getting."

Sharon was eager to undress, to be naked like the other two, but before 
starting, she just had to squat before the naked man. Then she was 
fondling his big balls, delighting herself with the thought that they 
were full of man cream. Semen seemed like such a clinical term for the 
magic juice of a man's balls, she thought.

Straightening up, she began undressing as the adults looked at her 
admiringly, both of them seething with arousal.

"What beautiful little tits you have, Sharon," Adam said. "And they're 
not so little at that. In just a few years they're going to be as big 
as your mother's big beauties."

Trembling with delight and excitement, Sharon pushed her panties down. 
She liked the way Adam looked at what she was showing him. She wished 
she had a big patch of cunt bush, like her mother, but she sensed that 
Adam was more than delighted with the peach fuzz she wore on her little 
cunt mound. Then her panties fell and she stepped out of them, 
beautifully naked and terribly eager to have her body fondled and 
kissed and fucked. She wondered if he was going to suck her snatch 
before fucking her. She hoped he would.

Adam looked lovingly at the trembling little girl as he held his arms 
open in silent invitation and she moved eagerly into his embrace. While 
he kissed her, his hands cupping the cheeks of her pretty little ass, 
Sharon felt his big cock throbbing against her.

After the kiss, Adam turned her around to admire her lovely ass. He 
fondled it some more, then drew a little gasp from her as he picked her 
up as easily, as if she were a much younger child, and carried her to 
Mary's bedroom, her mother following.

"How does my beautiful little daughter feel about being carried to bed 
to be fucked by a great big man?" Mary asked.

"Oh, Mother, it's so exciting! I feel like I'm going to faint."

"That's all right, darling. Adam's big prick will revive you very 
quickly," Mary told her, and they all laughed.

In the bedroom, Adam stopped before a mirror so that they could all 
admire the reflection of the naked girl being held in his arms; then he 
deposited her gently on the bed and got onto it beside her. Sharon 
asked her mother if she was going to stay. Mary assured her she was, 
telling her she wouldn't miss it for the world.

Unhurriedly, Adam began making love to the girl, and she responded 
thrillingly as his hands and lips moved all over her body while she 
squirmed and panted with lust. She loved the way he sucked her tits 
with such a gentle yet ardent style, elongating her little pink nipples 
and making them feel hard and very sensitive.

When Adam told her to, Sharon stretched her jaws as she worked at 
getting the head of his cock into an excitingly warm mouth. Then she 
achieved her goal. While she sucked on his dick, she tried to picture 
her mother sucking his big cock and drinking his cream. She found the 
thought almost exciting as the act of sucking his cock, and then he 
told her to take it out of her mouth.

Adam noticed that Mary was fingering her twat as she watched the action 
and decided he had to fix her up before fucking her daughter. Sharon 
would be thrilled, he reasoned, to watch him lapping her mother's cunt 
and she wouldn't feel neglected.

He told Mary to lie across the bed to have her cunt lapped, and she did 
so eagerly. Adam explained to Sharon that her mother needed help first. 
As he had guessed, the girl was more than delighted at being a 
spectator. She stared in rapt fascination as Adam went down on her 
mother and gave her what appeared to be a lovely cunt-lapping, one 
which made her come strongly, then left her panting with delight, her 
hunger satisfied for the time being.

"Oh, Adam, that was so exciting to watch!" Sharon told him when he took 
her in his arms again.- "I sure would love to have you suck my pussy 
like that before you fuck me."

"I'll give you all the cunt-lapping you can take, you beautiful little 
woman," he assured her as he put a hand in her crotch and stroked her 
virginal snatch.

He played with her tits and twat for a long time and then whispered to 
her that he was ready to suck a beautiful little cunt. She trembled as 
he lay on his back and waited for her to mount his face, but before she 
did, Sharon paused to look at his big cock as the hard rod jutted like 
the mast of a ship.

Hurriedly, she knelt astride his head and he put both hands on her ass 
and held there as he looked up, his body trembling at the sight of the 
little pink gash. Neither seemed to be in a hurry to start, so she 
knelt as she was and enjoyed looking down as the man's face, liking 
what she saw in his eyes and what she felt in her crotch as he slowly 
fingered her little cunt with one hand while the other fondled a cheek 
of her ass.

Adam played with her for a long time before both his hands went to her 
hips and exerted a subtle downward pressure. It was signal enough for 
Sharon and, with a warm sigh, she slowly lowered her body until she 
felt her cunt touching his lips. He fastened his mouth to her box with 
exciting greed, and then he was sucking, his hands rubbing her hips, 
thighs and the cheeks of her pretty little ass while her mother looked 
on, so wildly aroused that she began fingering her twat once more, 
wondering how many comes she was going to enjoy during the seduction of 
her daughter.

Until that moment, Sharon had believed that having her cunt sucked by 
her mother or by Emily was the ultimate sexual joy, but as she rode 
Adam's face and he sucked her churning twat while his strong hands 
played with her, she found a greater thrill than she had ever known. A 
part of that delight came in the thought that she, a thirteen-year-old 
girl, could so wildly arouse the handsome, mature man--her mother's 
lover.

While he caressed her ass with both hands, Adam worked his tongue into 
her virginal slit and gave her another shot of ecstasy as he lapped 
excitingly in a way which further stimulated her pussy juices. He 
seemed to lap them up as fast as her cunt could produce them.

Sharon saw a blurred image of her mother fingering her twat as she 
stared intently, then she saw and heard her mother coming, saw her big 
tits bouncing wildly as her body jerked strongly and her smooth thighs 
rubbed hotly together.

And then as the tongue continued to lick inside her cunt, Sharon 
realized that she was going to come. She had been so intently watching 
her mother enjoying her orgasm that she had missed the early warning 
signs and suddenly she was right on the edge of explosion.

She cried out her message, her voice breaking, then the strong hands 
tightened their grip on the cheeks of her ass. Her head fell back, eyes 
closed, mouth slackly open. Then she was wailing her quavering song of 
ecstasy, a little girl who was all woman as she climaxed, her hot, wet 
little cunt rubbing over the face of her man, her pretty little butt 
jerking in the strong but gentle captivity of his big hands.

Unable to restrain herself, Mary hurried onto the bed. Kneeling at 
Adam's head, she pulled Sharon into a warm embrace and held her 
tightly, the young face between her boobs as the waves of orgasm 
stopped crashing and Sharon sighed warmly as though returning from a 
long and tiring journey.

Delighting in the naked embrace of her mother, Sharon forgot about Adam 
and her crotch pressed down firmly on his face, but his twitching cock 
made it very obvious that he didn't mind.

Adam made that even more obvious as his hands moved over her silken 
smooth behind; then she felt a finger in her crack. It teased her 
little asshole for a few seconds, then she felt it pushing slowly into 
her bung and begin pumping in and out.

"Oh, Mother," she said excitedly, "he's finger-fucking my asshole! It 
feels just like a cock in my butt."

While her mother held her and Adam went on fingering her bung, Sharon 
wondered how it would feel to be kneeling while he worked his long, 
strong prick up her ass. She'd heard that people did that, had heard of 
a girl at school who liked fucking but feared pregnancy, and so she 
allowed her boy friend to fuck her up the ass instead of in her cunt. 
She promised herself that she would offer her ass to Adam that way and 
sensed that he would accept with pleasure. She thought it was called 
buggering, but she liked the sound of ass-fucking better.

"I think you'd better let Adam get some air, dear," her mother said as 
she released Sharon. The girl raised her crotch from his face at once 
and looked down to see that his face was shiny wet from the juice of 
her well-sucked little cunt. She saw, too, that he was smiling and 
looked very happy, perhaps as happy as she, Sharon thought.

Adam had her lie on the bed then. As he fondled her titties and her 
warm little twat, she tried to tell him how thrilling the cunt-lapping 
had been. Then Mary went to the dresser and took a rubber from the 
drawer.

Sharon watched intently as her mother fitted the latex sheath over 
Adam's big cock and rolled it down the shaft. It made his prick look 
even bigger, she thought, bigger and mysterious-looking, almost, but 
not quite frightening. The fact that he had the rubber on was another 
reminder to the girl that she was just minutes away from getting her 
first fuck, and she felt strong tremors of passion racing through her 
body.

Recalling how he had taken his daughter's cherry, Adam decided to play 
Sharon the same way as he slipped a finger into her wet slit and began 
stroking. Sharon responded instantly, and he observed her pretty ass 
rubbing on the bed. He knew he was turning her on, making her more and 
more ready for her first fuck.

When he saw Mary reaching for her daughter's little titties, he took 
his hand away and let her take over in that area while he concentrated 
on the girl's cunt, thighs and tummy. The little slit was tight around 
his finger as he diddled her, and Adam thought of how tight her gash 
would be when it was strangling his cock as he fucked her. What other 
man, he wondered, ever got to fuck two eager young virgins within the 
space of a few days?

When Sharon began to pant more loudly as she writhed in mounting 
passion, her mother caught Adam's eye and let him know with a nod that 
she thought her daughter was hot to trot, that it was time for him to 
bury his big boner in the tight warmth of her juicy little pussy. When 
Adam stopped diddling her crack and left his finger in her twat, she 
kept her body in motion so that she was fucking his finger. That told 
him that the timing was indeed right.

He smiled at the girl and saw her eyes shining as he moved so that he 
was kneeling between her parted legs. She knew that her first fuck was 
coming. There was one fleeting thought of pain in Sharon's mind, then 
it went away as she looked at the big cock and wanted to feel it inside 
her cunt, stretching her hole and turning her from girl into woman.

And then Adam was looming above her. Sharon heard her mother tell him 
that she would guide his cock to the target. His weight resting on his 
hands, Adam lowered himself until his cock was in the girl's little 
crotch, then Sharon heard her mother panting as she reached to clutch 
the big prick. Sharon felt the latex rub over an inner thigh, then it 
was being guided right to her little gash, and she sighed loudly as she 
felt it on her sensitive cunt-lips.

Adam felt the contact, too. He pushed slowly and heard the girl cry out 
in ecstasy as she felt prick pushing between the lips of her cunt, 
stretching her hole as the head slipped slowly inside. Crouched close 
by, her mother stared in awe and excitement as she saw how Adam's dick 
changed her daughter's slit into a big circle. She watched, panting, as 
he fed cock into the young virgin's little cunt.

Little-girl hands clutched at Adam's body as cries of joy filled the 
room. Then the head of his cock found her barrier and pushed gently. 
Her cherry felt thin, he thought, as though it would break easily. 
Hoping that was the case, he smiled down at the girl as strong hip 
muscles bunched; then he drove ahead with his cock, and it barely 
hesitated at the barrier before it went all the way into her hole and 
her virginity was a thing of the past. To his delight, he saw that her 
cherry broke even more easily than his daughter's had. She barely cried 
out at all as her arms wrapped tightly around him and she moaned as he 
fed the rest of his prick into the tightness of her little cunt.

Then he was fucking her with long, slow strokes while her mother found 
and caressed his hairy balls and sent a finger into her own cunt to 
diddle herself as she watched her delighted daughter taking her first 
fuck, her little legs spread wide. Mary heard the sound of sweaty 
bodies rubbing together, and she trembled at the sight and wild sounds 
of the big man fucking the excited little girl, her own beloved 
daughter.

Although he did his best to slow down, Adam knew he didn't have a 
chance, given the stimulation of the tight cunt and the caressing of 
his balls. When he felt his load building, he knew it would be futile 
to fight it, so he pressed down on Sharon and began riding hard and 
fast. Then he was jerking in her crotch and his sperm was shooting 
strongly.

"Oh, Adam, you wonderful lover," Sharon told him a little later when he 
got off her and sat beside her, smiling as he rubbed her tummy, "that 
was so great. I wish I could grow another cherry right now so you could 
fuck me again and take it from me."

Both adults hugged the girl warmly, and they shared the golden glow 
which seemed to bathe the room and, perhaps, the whole world, Sharon 
thought.



Chapter 13


And then Dean, Adam's twelve-year-old son was the only innocent 
remaining in the group. Mary and Adam agreed that it was time to do 
something about it. The boy had been prepared for it with a father-and-
son conversation after school that day.

He talked to the boy vaguely about sex, wanting to leave the more 
detailed aspects for Mary, who would find that an exciting part of the 
seduction. Adam stressed the importance of secrecy regarding everything 
the boy saw or did, in his home, pointed out that other people didn't 
believe as they did, and that they could cause serious trouble if they 
ever got even a hint of what was going on.

"Are all of you doing ... sex things?" Dean asked nervously.

"Yes, Dean, all of us. And now we feel it's time to welcome you into 
the group. You're going to do all the things a man does with a woman. 
Do you like the idea?"

"Oh, yes. Who am I going to do it with first?"

"Mary. She's already your friend, and now she's going to be your 
teacher. She's a very good teacher, the best possible, and she's very 
eager to teach you as she taught Sharon and Emily. Mind you, I did some 
teaching myself."

"What are we going to do?"

"I think it's best not to go into that right now, Dean. When she comes 
to visit this evening, you'll go to the bedroom with her and she'll 
take over from there. One thing I must warn you. No matter how excited 
you get between now and then, don't jack yourself off or you'll spoil 
the whole thing. Do you think you can resist the urge?"

"Yes. I won't even play with myself."

"That's good thinking. It may be better to stay around me or Emily. 
That should help keep temptation from getting too strong."

"Thanks, Dad. You're really something."

Adam gave his son another reminder of the need for absolute secrecy; 
then they went to the kitchen to find Emily preparing the evening meal. 
Adam helped her with the work while Dean looked on, admiring his 
sister's thighs and wondering how soon he would be allowed to run his 
hands over them and feel more. He had often seen how her ass bulged her 
tight pants or bathing suit, and he trembled as he thought of taking 
her panties down to see and feel those plump buttcheeks.

Mary and Sharon arrived for dinner. At the sight of the woman, Dean 
flushed hotly and felt perspiration trickling inside his clothes. Mary 
smiled warmly at him and gave him a loving hug, letting him feel her 
boobs. Then she sat and slowly crossed her long legs, avowing him to 
see her big, smooth-looking thighs.

His father hadn't actually said that he was going to fuck Mary, but 
Dean hoped with an his heart and mind that he was going to. He had 
overheard older boys talking about fucking, and they made it sound so 
exciting. As he kept stealing glances at Mary's thighs, he tried to 
picture her naked, then found it more exciting to imagine her taking 
her dress off and showing him how she looked in her bra and panties.

When the meal was finished, the group went to the living room, where 
the adults had a drink while they all chatted, sharing the excitement 
which fairly crackled in the air since all knew what was going to 
happen in a little while.

Although Dean didn't know it, they were deliberately stalling the 
session until dark so that the others could go to the balcony outside 
the master bedroom. From there, the L-shaped design of the house 
permitted a view into Emily's bedroom. It was for that reason that they 
had chosen Emily's room for the seduction of the boy. Too, the back of 
the house was totally screened from view so that they would have 
absolute privacy for all that was to happen that evening.

Finishing her drink, Mary put her glass down, uncrossed her legs and 
raised the hem of her dress. All eyes were on her as she rubbed her 
inner thighs with the tips of her fingers, her hands moving closer to 
her crotch as she licked her lips, eyes shining with excitement.

"I'm feeling very horny," she announced. "I think I'm ready to go to 
the bedroom with Dean for our ... uh ... little talk. Are you ready, 
Dean?"

"Y-Yes," he stammered, his face hot.

Getting to her feet, Mary took him by the hand, and they turned and 
walked from the room. As they left the room, the girls giggled 
excitedly at the prospect of watching Mary seduce the boy; they they 
hurried up the stairs with Adam.

When they reached the balcony, they saw that Mary and the boy were 
standing beside the bed, kissing as they embraced. Mary whispered 
something to the boy, and his hands moved down her back and began 
rubbing her behind through her dress.

"I'll bet his little cock is hard right now," Emily whispered, and she 
and Sharon giggled again until Adam told them to be quiet, not wanting 
to upset his son during his thrilling experience. As he did, he 
unfastened the waist of his daughter's skirt, pushed it down, and she 
stepped out of it.

Sharon was wearing pants, and he opened them and pushed them down to 
her knees; then he lowered her panties to bare her ass, and went to his 
daughter to do the same. He didn't object when his daughter opened his 
fly and took his stiff cock out.

In the bedroom, Mary and Dean enjoyed a few kisses. Then she raised the 
hem of her dress and sat on the edge of the bed with her knees apart. 
They watched the boy drop to his knees between them.

The audience could see that he was saying something to Mary as he 
fondled her thighs eagerly, the bare skin feeling smoother and far more 
exciting than silk. While Dean went on feeling her thighs and staring 
at them and at the bit of black nylon panties he could see in her 
crotch, Mary opened the top of her dress, and said something to the 
boy. Dean looked up to watch as she pulled the dress down to her waist. 
He gave a little cry at the sight of the bulging cups of her black bra 
and the white skin between. The cleavage of her boobs was deep and 
thrilling, and the boy hungered to see her tits bare, to rub them with 
both hands.

He got part of his wish when Mary invited him to feel her jugs through 
her bra. He hurried his trembling hands there, squeezing and rubbing as 
she sighed and looked beyond him, smiling at the audience she knew was 
on the balcony as she delighted in the feel of the hands on her bra.

Dean put a hand between the cups and felt the upper slope of one tit, 
then did the same with the other. Mary smiled and told him to get up on 
the bed; then she held him by the back of the head and pressed his face 
to the cleavage of her boobs. He seemed very content, and she held his 
face there for a while, feeling his deep inhalations. At last she 
released him and told him to strip naked.

The boy didn't hesitate as he got off the bed and began undressing. He 
paused when only his briefs remained, and she saw the form of his stiff 
prick making a bulge in the garment; then he emitted a little gasp as 
he pushed the briefs down and his hard little cock leaped to freedom.

"Come here, darling, and let me feel your nice hard dick," Mary told 
him, and he went to her and she closed a hand gently around his tool. 
"My, it feels nice and strong, Dean. Have you ever wondered what it 
would be like to stick it in a woman's cunt and fuck her?"

"Y-Yes. Are you going to let me do that, Mary? I really want to. I want 
to do everything there is."

"That depends on you, dear. If you do everything I want you to, you'll 
see me bare naked and you'll feel me, too all over. Then you'll lie 
down on top of me, stick your cock in my cunt and give me a wonderful 
fuck."

He assured Mary he'd do anything she wanted and try to do it well, 
explaining that this was his first lay and he really didn't know much 
about sex. Mary told him she was sure he would be a very good lover and 
that she would teach him everything; then Dean was on the bed with her 
again. She reached behind her back to unhook her bra, being careful not 
to hide the view from her audience.

When she showed him her naked tits, Dean let a cry break from his 
throat. The audience couldn't hear it, but they saw his mouth open, and 
they could guess. Sharon held her breath as she watched his trembling 
hands come up hesitantly. Then they were on Mary's boobs and she seemed 
to be sighing as the boy fondled. Her lush jugs were so big and 
beautiful that his hands looked too small to cope, but Dean did his 
best, and her eyes told her she was enjoying it.

She kept him playing with her tits for a long time, then told him she 
wanted her boobs sucked.

Dean looked delighted, and then he was holding her left tit in both 
hands and sucking. He began the task tentatively, but excitement soon 
carried him away and he kept trying to get a whole boob into his mouth. 
He tried so hard that his jaws ached, and a couple of times Mary had to 
tell him to be more careful with his teeth.

He sucked the beautiful boob until Mary took it from him and they both 
examined it; then she had him lie on his back and, her big ass arched 
toward the window, she lowered herself over him and stuffed a tit into 
his wide-open mouth.

While he sucked voraciously, Mary put a hand in her hot crotch and 
began fingering her cunt. It was the most exciting thing she had ever 
done, and she felt tremors of passion sweeping over her as she thought 
of all the exciting things that were still to be done.

Mary had only intended giving her cunt a bit of a fingering, but once 
she started, it felt so good that she kept diddling her twat while Dean 
sucked her tit. Then she triggered a big come and fell atop the boy, 
panting, her big ass jerking strongly until the waves stopped crashing 
and she sighed warmly as she sat up beside him.

"That was a lovely tit-sucking, darling," she said, her eyes shining. 
"Would you like to see some more of me now?"

He told her he would, and she left him sitting on the bed as she got 
up, turned her back to him and worked the dress down over her hips. At 
the sight of her magnificently rounded ass, only partially covered by 
the little black nylon panties, Dean let out another dry-sounding cry 
which partially caught in his throat.

As Mary stepped out of the dress, Dean had to fight to focus his eyes 
on her. She turned, her knockers swaying enticingly, and showed him the 
frontal view, a sight as thrilling as the rear view had been, the boy 
decided.

Standing with her hands on her hips, Mary told Dean to come and kneel 
before her. She saw his hard prick twitching as he hurried to her; then 
he was on his knees and his hands were on her thighs.

Mary left him free to do what he wanted as she stood with her thighs 
together to keep his hands out of her crotch. He made the best of her 
generous gift, thrilling to the feel of the big, silken asscheeks under 
his hands, exploring all of her from her waist to her knees, his hands 
never staying in one place very long.

Telling him to stop, she moved her feet wide apart and let him look up 
into her crotch. When she gave him permission, he raised one hand, palm 
up, then earned it to her crotch where he felt the warmth of her cunt 
through the sheer nylon. Dean thought his pounding heart was going to 
shatter as he rubbed her cunt mound gently.

"Your hand feels so good in my crotch, darling," she told him, "but I 
think your face would feel even better. Put your face between my thighs 
and suck my panties. I'm going to train you to suck cunt as excitingly 
as your father and sister do," she added as she put a hand on the back 
of his head and guided his face into her crotch. He began sucking at 
once and liked it so much that he hoped she would let him keep on doing 
it for a long time.

The nylon of her panties was warm, so warm; then it became wet as he 
sucked, producing exciting sounds, wondering what her cunt looked like 
and how soon Mary would let him see it. It surprised him that he found 
no taste in her crotch, none of the unpleasant odor he heard older boys 
talking about. Her box just smelled clean and beautiful and very 
exciting. While he sucked, both his hands continued to play with her 
lovely big behind.

Outside, as he watched and fondled two bare asses, it was all Adam 
could do to resist the urge to bend one of the girls over and bury his 
cock in a tender cunt to blow his load. Still, if he did, he reminded 
himself, it-would spoil the rest of the performance for him, so he 
contented himself with fondling pretty young asscheeks.

Dean had been sucking for a long time before Mary patted him on the 
head and told him to stop; then she turned her back to him again and 
once more smiled to the audience.

"All right, dear," she told Dean, "we're coming to the big moment now. 
Feel my panties a little, then peel them down and have a look at my 
bare ass. It's a really big one, but your father thinks it's beautiful. 
I hope you will, too."

"Oh, yes, I know it is! It's the most beautiful thing I ever saw," Dean 
told her, and then both hands were rubbing the seat of the stretched 
panties. The hands rubbed for only a few seconds, then Mary felt them 
moving up to the waistband of her panties, and she took a deep breath.

She loved having someone take her panties down, but it had never been 
as exciting as it was when his trembling fingers managed to grip the 
nylon. Then he was slowly pulling her panties down, baring plump, 
silken asscheeks.

He paused when the upper half of her ass was bared, blinking in an 
effort to focus properly. Then he resumed unveiling her butt and pulled 
her panties down until the garment slipped from his fingers and fell 
down her legs. Resting a hand on his shoulder, Mary stepped out of her 
panties and kicked them away.

She would have taken him back to bed then, but his arms wrapped around 
her and she heard an impulsive cry. His face pressed between the cheeks 
of her ass and she could feel his labored breathing. His hands came 
around her, and she felt him stroking her pussy bush while his young 
face pressed and pressed more firmly, as though Dean was trying to get 
it entirely into her smooth crack.

But it was her cunt that needed attention then, had to have another 
come, so she took his hands off her belly and invited him to get on the 
bed with her. While he staggered to his feet, Mary told him how much 
she had enjoyed the feel of his face between her asscheeks. He glowed 
as they went to the bed, and then she lay on her back, raised and 
parted her knees and invited Dean to look at her cunt.

He got down on his hands and knees and stared in her crotch. Some boys 
had bald him he would shit his pants if he ever looked at a real cunt, 
but Dean knew how wrong they had been as he stared at the soft pink 
lips; then he watched as she parted her puffy gash with the tips of 
long, well-manicured fingers and showed him inside, telling him that 
was where his cock would be when they fucked.

"First, though," she told him as her finger diddled, "my cunt needs a 
nice sucking. Give me a good sucking and licking and make me come. 
After that, we'll enjoy a beautiful fuck and you'll shoot all your 
cream in my snatch."

Dean was eager to get started, but Mary made him wait while she gave 
him a lecture on the art of cunt-lapping. In the course of the lecture, 
she guided one of his fingers into her slit and showed him where her 
passion bud was located. He assured her he wouldn't forget.

Ready then, Mary sighed as he hurried his face to her crotch. His mouth 
touched her snatch and then Dean was sucking again. It was much more 
exciting with his mouth right on her hot, wet cunt, Dean realized, and 
he sucked voraciously while his hands rubbed as much skin as he could 
reach.

Mary's sighing and panting told him he was doing the job well, and then 
his tongue licked into her gash and her sighs became deeper, warmer as 
he probed her juicy puny and told himself that he would be content to 
spend the rest of his life with his face in her hot crotch, even if he 
never got to fuck her.

When she told him to, his tongue w�t searching for her clit. There was 
a moment of panic for him when he failed to find it on the first try; 
then he licked a little closer to the top of her twat and heard her 
loud gasp when he licked slowly over her clit as her ass squirmed on 
the sheet.

While Mary kept urging him on with hotly panted words, he lapped her 
cunt beautifully. Then she warned him that she was going to come. Not 
knowing what was expected of him, the boy just went on licking her clit 
as he rubbed her smooth hips. Then her body jerked, cries of ecstasy 
broke from her throat and she pushed his face away from her crotch. 
Dean stared hotly as she panted and jerked through what struck him as 
being a very long and strong climax, acting as though she were 
suffering great pain.

But when the orgasm passed and she opened her shining eyes, Dean knew 
that there had been no pain at all. Her eyes shone, her whole face 
seemed to glow, and he sensed her great joy.

She confirmed that with words, telling him that his mouth and tongue 
had done the job beautifully and that a boy who could lap her cunt so 
nicely was going to get to do it often, if he wanted to.

Eagerly, he told her he loved eating her cunt. She bathed him in a warm 
smile as he offered to go down on her again. Turning over to lie face 
down, Mary invited Dean to play with her ass some more while she 
thought about it. His hands hurried to the big, smooth cheeks and then 
he felt the firmness of her flesh as he squeezed.

After playing for only a little while, he drew the firm cheeks apart 
with both hands, then his face was pressed between them again, and he 
was licking her crack and the exciting bung he found there, making Mary 
purr with delight as she realized what tremendous potential he had. Any 
boy who would so eagerly suck a woman's cunt and get his tongue into 
the crack of her ass without being told, she reasoned, could be trained 
into a perfect lover, one who would do anything and everything to 
please a woman.

The licking of her crack and tonguing of her brownie, so thrillingly 
performed, made Mary want to arch her ass sharply so that he could get 
his tongue right inside her butthole to ream her. She had heard of the 
act but had never experienced it. On second thought, she decided to 
wait a while for that and to have him eat her cunt again.

When she told him to sit up, he did so, licking his lips, his eyes wide 
with delight. She told him how exciting it had been and that another 
time he was going to be allowed to do even more. Then she told him to 
lie on his back and eat her cunt another way.

Mary knelt astride his head. He looked up and let a low, quavering moan 
break from him at the sight of pussy, tits and lower slopes of 
beautiful asscheeks; then she told him she was going to deliver her hot 
cunt to him to be sucked and lapped.

She let her body come down slowly, and Dean held his breath as her open 
pink gash approached slowly, so slowly that it was maddeningly exciting 
as he waited for the feel of her cunt on his mouth, the confinement of 
his face in the thrilling warmth of her wet crotch. Soft, warm cunt 
brushed lightly over his nose and he groaned in her muff. Then she 
delivered her cunt to his mouth. His next groan was muffled in her 
cunt; then he was sucking, his hands fondling her smooth, naked 
asscheeks.

As he sucked and licked cunt, Dean wanted to tell her that it was his 
favorite position, and he would want to eat her that way every time, 
but talking was out of the question at that time, so he concentrated on 
sucking and licking her juicy, delicious cunt until she climaxed again. 
When she did, it was a thing of wild excitement as her wet crotch 
rubbed all over his face, smearing it with tasty Juice.

"Oh, you darling boy," Mary said, sighing as she got off his face and 
rubbed a hand in her wet twat, "what a delightful cunt-lapping that 
was. If any boy ever deserved a good fuck, it's you," she told him; 
then she was lying on her back with her knees raised high and wide 
apart as she invited him to get aboard her naked body and get his dick 
into her slit for his very first fuck.

Trembling, he did so, lying on her smooth warm body, his face between 
her tits as he purred with delight. She told him to get his cock into 
her slit. He raised up a little, reached between them and found his 
stiff prick, then he was probing her box with it, probing until he felt 
his rod slip between the lips of her cunt. He pushed his dick slowly, 
going out of his mind with excitement as he felt the ecstatic joy of 
pushing his cock into a woman's cunt, getting it right inside her hole 
where it was warm, soft and thrillingly wet.

As he began fucking slowly, Mary pressed her big tits together, 
confining a warm, sweating face between them, adding to Dean's delight 
and nuking the fuck such a thrilling thing that he felt sure no other 
boy or man had ever enjoyed so thrilling a screw.

He panted, and she felt him drooling between her big tits as he humped 
his hard little cock in and out of her already juicy cunt; then she 
released her boobs as her hands rubbed down his back to cup his jerking 
butt.

Dean was just wondering how long he would last when he felt the 
churning in his balls and knew he was almost at the breaking point, 
that his fuck was almost finished. He tried to hold his load back, but 
it was hopeless.

Grunting and groaning, his body jerking in her warm crotch, he pumped 
his fuck juice into the depths of her pussy, and she held his 
shuddering body until it was all over.

"How did you like your first fuck, darling?" Mary asked when he opened 
his eyes and sighed as he savored the feel of his spent cock soaking in 
her hot, juicy cunt.

"I can't tell you, Mary," he replied in a weak voice. "I don't know 
enough words. Please say you'll let me get on you and do it again 
soon."

"Yes, darling," she assured him warmly, "you're going to fuck me often 
from now on. I love the way you suck and fuck, and tongue my asshole. 
You're going to be a very busy boy from now on."



Chapter 14


Having discovered the joy of fucking Mary, Dean was eager to get into 
Sharon's twat. He was even more eager to strip his beautiful older 
sister naked, fondle her firm young body and stick his tool into her 
pussy.

All this came out in the course of a family conference later that 
evening, when all of them were fully clothed again.

Adam and the girls told how excited they had been while watching the 
exciting performance; then it was Mary's turn to tell of how thrilling 
the seduction of the boy had been, how she especially enjoyed the way 
he had tongued her crack and her bung, promising him she would teach 
him exciting variations of that game.

The girls had been excited by that act, too, and had agreed that it 
would be exciting to take Dean to a room and have him lick both their 
asses.

"There's something we have to make clear right from the start," Adam 
told the group. "Dean, you can count on getting all the fucking you 
want from now on, but Mary's cunt is the only one you're allowed to get 
into."

"Why, Dad?" the boy asked, obviously disappointed.

"Because Mary is fixed up so that she can't become pregnant. The same 
doesn't apply to Sharon and Emily."

"But you fuck them, don't you?" Dean asked.

"Yes, I do, but I wear a rubber when I do. You see, your cock isn't big 
enough yet to wear a rubber safely. What you must remember is that just 
one drop of your sperm getting into a pussy could knock a girl up. I 
want the three of you to keep that in mind each time you play and get 
horny."

"Then I can play with the girls and see them bare naked and feel them 
up and all that?" Dean asked.

"Yes, of course. In fact, there's also a way you can fuck them."

"You mean up the ass, Daddy?" Emily asked, and she wondered how it 
would feel to take a hard prick up her shitter.

"That's right. Lots of people, men and women, like being ass-fucked. I 
think it'll be especially good with Dean, because his cock is nice and 
slim. We could have a little demonstration of ass-fucking later. Are 
all of you interested?"

The girls and Dean assured him they were, and they agreed that they 
would give it a try later, after Dean had recovered his vitality.

Leaving the others to chat, Adam went to the well-stocked bar and 
poured a couple of drinks. He returned with them and guessed that 
things would soon warm up as he noticed that the three females had 
raised the hems of their dresses, and that Dean was trying to look at 
all six thighs at the same time.

The evening wore on pleasantly, and Adam saw that the others were eager 
to move beyond the stage of conversation and get into action. More than 
anyone, Sharon and Emily made that clear as they sat together on a 
couch, Sharon with a hand between Emily's thighs, Emily with a probing 
hand inside the younger girl's blouse, fondling her firm young tits.

"Since you two seem so interested in playing," Adam told the girls, 
"perhaps you should put on a little show for us. Who knows, it might 
help Dean get a hard-on and then we could have a real orgy."

"How about your cock, Daddy?" Emily asked. "Is it hard?"

"It's very hard," he assured her as he watched her playing in Sharon's 
crotch while she showed him how her pale-blue nylon panties snugged 
against her warm pussy.

With help from Mary, Adam quickly rearranged the furniture, so the 
second couch was facing the one on which the two girls sat. Before 
sitting, Mary drew the hem of her dress above her hips; then Adam was 
seated to her right and Dean to her left as they watched the two girls 
petting on their couch, sharing hot kisses, each fondling the body and 
thighs of the other. While they watched, Adam and his son fondled 
Mary's thighs and the crotch of her panties; then she gave the boy 
permission to unbutton the top of her dress, and there was even more 
for them to play with.

On the couch, the girls removed each other's clothes gradually, 
unhurriedly, until Sharon took Emily's panties off. Then they were both 
naked.

While their audience watched intently, they went wild with passion, 
sucking and fondling tits, stroking warm little pussies until they 
agreed that it we time to produce some comes. Seconds later, they moved 
into an end-to-end embrace. For the first time in his life, Dean saw 
two females lapping cunt in the sixty-nine pose.

It was so thrilling to the boy that he couldn't just watch. He left the 
couch and went to play with the two writhing, naked bodies, stealing 
all the feels he wanted, his cock so hard that he couldn't believe it 
possible.

Mary didn't mind when Dean left her, especially when Adam put an arm 
around her and fondled one boob with a gentle hand while his other hand 
rubbed so excitingly in her crotch that her panties became nicely moist 
there.

There was a wild flurry on the couch as the two girls climaxed at the 
same time. In his arousal, Dean clutched at both cheeks of Emily's ass. 
His fingers dug into the firm flesh hard enough to make marks on her 
sensitive skin, but she didn't seem to mind as the girls untangled and 
she got up smiling, looking very pleased with herself and her partner.

When Adam began undressing, Mary and Dean followed his example. As Mary 
began to push her panties down, Dean begged to be allowed to do that 
for her, and she smiled as she tugged them back up and waited for him.

"Your daddy made the crotch of my panties wet with pussy juice, Dean," 
she told the naked boy as he crouched before her. "Why don't you make 
my panties a little wetter with your mouth, darling? I love having the 
crotch of my panties sucked."

It was all the invitation the boy needed as he dropped to his knees, 
and ran his hands up her thighs. Then his upturned face went to her 
crotch. While the others watched intently, Dean sucked greedily.

He mouthed and sucked and licked so excitingly that Mary realized that 
she was on the verge of coming. As the first shock wave struck, she 
clutched at his head and pulled it tightly against her, her hot crotch 
jerking against his face until the waves had all pawed.

The girls were impressed, and then they watched as Dean slowly pulled 
Mary's wet panties down, taking his time about it. When her panties had 
been pulled to just below her ass, Dean began kissing the plump, smooth 
cheeks, but she told him to hurry and strip her because she had a 
surprise for him, one that he would like very much.

Seconds later, Mary stepped out of her panties and knelt on the couch 
with her head down and her big butt arched high, her asshole and cunt 
clearly displayed for all to see.

"Adam darling," she said with a sigh, "since Dean likes asses so much, 
I have a feeling he'd enjoy doing a nice ream job on me. What do you 
think?"

"I think the two of you are even wilder than me," he told her, "but I 
think you're right about a nice reaming."

Adam and his son went to the couch to admire and play with her ass 
while the girls watched, not knowing what the proposed reaming was all 
about. They watched as Adam showed his boy how a tongue should be 
curled into a roll so that it could be worked up an asshole just like a 
cock. Dean had so enjoyed kissing and licking her crack that he knew it 
would be sheer delight to get his tongue right up Mary's bung and use 
it as a prick to ass-fuck her. There was no trace of apprehension, no 
thought of taste he could encounter there. Her bung was a beautiful 
little ring in the valley of her ass and he wanted to ream her.

Crouching behind her, he rubbed his hands over both smooth cheeks, and 
probed her crack with a gentle finger as she trembled and sighed. Then 
he was holding her well-fleshed hips as he licked up and down her 
crack.

When he decided that her ass crack should be wetter, like her cunt, he 
poured saliva into the top of it and watched it trickle all the way 
down through her crack into her crotch, to make her cunt even wetter. 
With a gentle hand, he smeared the juice over her pussy. His face 
returned to her beautifully arched, white ass and went between the 
cheeks to plant a loving kiss on her butthole, a kiss which made her 
tremble with lust.

Mary groaned that she wanted to see the boy as he worked on her ass, 
and Adam hurried away, returning with a mirror which he positioned 
against the other couch so that she could watch. When the mirror was in 
place, Mary groaned at the sight of the boy with his face pressed 
between the big cheeks of her butt, looking a; though he was trying to 
get his whole face up her asshole.

And then she felt his tongue probing, trying to curl into the tight 
bung. Trying to help him, Mary used her ass muscles as though she were 
shitting. He felt her brownie pushing out to meet his tongue, and as it 
opened, his tongue pushed inside.

Wrapping his arm tightly around her big thighs, Dean kept his face 
pressed against her ass. Then his tongue was working in and out of her 
bung as she panted with lust and tried to describe the thrill of the 
reaming to the others, who stared in disbelief as Dean went on tongue-
fucking her up the ass. Finally it became too much for Mary, and she 
had to tell him she couldn't take any more.

Dean wore an expression of regret as he let his tongue come out of her 
shitter and pulled his face away. Before he let her go, he planted one 
loving, moist kiss on each cheek of her ass, then got to his feet, 
looking very pleased with himself.

"Finish up the job with your big cock, lover," Mary panted as her naked 
butt swayed. "Stick that big prick up my asshole and fuck me blue."

Delighted, Adam told her he'd get the Vaseline, but she told him to 
forget it and slip it to her dry, adding that the boy's mouth had 
prepared her asshole enough for his big cock.

In no mood to argue, Adam knelt behind her, his pecker throbbing with 
desire, and steered his cock between her asscheeks.

The children moved in close, watching the prickhead as he guided it to 
the bung which looked much too small to admit his dong. Then with a 
groan, Mary felt the cockhead push into her asshole, stretching it as 
it had never been stretched before.

Dean watched the head of his father's prick vanish up Mary's butt; then 
he wanted to see something else so he lay face up on the bed, working 
his way until he was lying with his face under her wide-open crotch. He 
reached up, rubbed her wet, warm pussy, then slipped a finger into her 
slit and began fucking her with it. Mary let him know what a brilliant 
idea that had been as he went on fingering her twat while his father 
fucked her up the ass, delighting her and the girls, who stared in 
mounting arousal, each of them thinking that Dean would soon be 
diddling them that way, wondering how it would feel.

Adam went on buggering her big ass, his belly making exciting sounds as 
he allowed it to spank the big cheeks; then the tightness of her 
asshole provided more friction than he could stand, and he couldn't 
hold back his load.

Panting the message to her, he gave her bung a few more strokes of 
cock, then pressed tightly against her warm, white ass. His load 
exploded strongly, shooting up into her butt in shot after shot as she 
purred.

But Mary's purring changed to other sounds as the boy's stroking finger 
triggered a climax which she enjoyed with Adam's cock still up her 
asshole. It was a wonderful orgasm and seemed to go on forever.

Faced with the available asses of the two girls, and having only one 
cock to serve them, Dean didn't want to risk offending one girl by 
choosing the other, so he tossed a coin, hoping it would win him a ride 
on Emily's bigger ass. When it fell tails, appropriately, he smiled and 
led Emily to the couch. As he did, Adam went to get a jar of lubricant; 
then he went to the couch, and he was gentle as he greased his 
daughter's bung to provide an easy film on which his son's cock could 
ride. Because of the smallness of Dean's cock, Adam wasn't sure that 
her brownie needed lubricating, but he decided to take no chances.

As Adam pulled his finger out of the greased butthole, Dean hurriedly 
knelt behind his sister and used both hands to fondle her pretty ass. 
He wanted to play awhile with the silken cheeks, but acting like a 
bossy big sister, Emily told him to hurry and get his cock up her ass.

Her attitude annoyed him, and he told himself he was going to have a 
talk with his father about that; he rubbed the head of his dick on her 
bung for a few seconds, then gave a slow push and his prick slipped 
into the greased brownie with ease. He took his time and slowly fed the 
rest of his cock up her shitter. When it was all the way in, he pressed 
against warm, smooth asscheeks and felt his prick throbbing in her 
tight butt.

He held her by the hips then, as his father had held Mary, and then he 
was buggering the girl, doing it slowly, loving the feel of his cock 
pumping in and out of the very tight hole. He saw Mary kneeling close 
to Emily and reaching under her to play with her tits, making it more 
exciting for Dean as he went on riding his sister's ass.

Because he had already shot a load, Dean was able to keep the ride 
going for a long time. But then he reached the stage where it could be 
extended no longer, so he began riding her ass with fast strokes, 
making her grunt and groan, and then his sperm pumped up his sister's 
ass with very strong force.

When it was all over and Dean had taken his spent cock out of her bung, 
Emily decided that fucking up the ass couldn't begin to compare with 
taking it in the cunt, yet she thought it was an interesting game and 
that from time to time it would serve as a nice change of pace.

Deciding that her daughter looked neglected, Mary went to the couch 
with her and soon had her writhing in lust as she sucked her little 
titties and played with her hot little cunt until the girl was crying 
for a come.

Raising and parting Sharon's pretty legs, Mary pressed her face into 
the warmth of the sweet young crotch and began sucking her cunt. She 
sucked well, and it wasn't long before Sharon's legs scissored a 
message of ecstasy as a strong orgasm enveloped her and took her for a 
beautiful rocket ride. The ride proved to be a long one, such a long 
one that along the way she passed through heaven and kept on going.



Chapter 15


"Darling," Mary said as she and Adam spent a quiet evening at her house 
while Sharon was at Adam's, romping with Emily and Dean, "there's 
something I have to tell you. It's been bothering me, and I have to get 
it off my chest."

"Anything that comes off that beautiful chest will have to be 
beautiful," he told her and cupped a tit through her dress, fondling it 
lovingly. "Tell me and then you'll feel better."

"Well, it's about King," she began nervously.

"Don't be afraid, darling. I love you, remember?"

"All right, dear, but it's so difficult. You see, until you came into 
my life, King was all I had for sex. He served me well. Since you, I 
don't need him anymore--I mean for sex."

"I'm with you so far, dear. Keep going."

"Well, you see he got hooked on lapping and fucking a woman, and it 
hurt him when I cut him off."

"Poor King, it would hurt me if you were to cut me off. I can 
understand how he felt."

"You see, dear, after I cut him off, I felt sort of disloyal. He'd 
looked after me, but I refused to look after his needs then."

"Mary, you're a very loyal person, and I can well understand your 
feelings."

"All right, here's the rest of it. One night, he came to me, put his 
snout in my crotch and cried. I couldn't stand it, so I stripped and 
let him lap my cunt a little. Then I went down on all fours and let him 
fuck me."

"I think that was the only decent thing for you to do, Mary. You're not 
a selfish person."

"Then you're not angry?"

"Angry? Why in hell should I be angry? He was your lover until I came 
along and interfered. As I see it, the poor animal is hooked on you and 
it would be an act of cruelty not to give him a piece of tail from time 
to time.

"Oh, darling!" she said and turned to throw her arms around him. "No 
wonder I love you. You're such a man, such a wonderful man."

"I'm only what you make me, dearest. Now let me tell you something. I 
assumed you were still letting King fuck you, and I've been dying to 
watch. I didn't ask because I was afraid I'd embarrass you, but I've 
been waiting for you to invite me."

"Oh, Adam, I've been such a dummy about this whole thing. I'd love to 
have you with me when he fucks me. We can do it tonight, if you want. 
He hasn't had a screw for almost a week."

"Mmmm, it sounds too good to be true, my angel. Let me get you nice and 
horny, then bring him in and I'll get to watch him ball you. Oh, 
Christ! This is really going to be a treat!"

"Darling, would you like to fuck me before he shoots his juice up my 
cunt?"

"No thanks. I want to have a hard-on during the performance. I'll be 
hot to fuck you later. I don't mind riding a wet deck."

"Riding a wet deck?" she asked, puzzled.

"It's an old navy term. It means getting into a cunt after it's already 
been fucked."

"You can ride my deck anytime, lover-wet or dry."

They got up and began undressing. While Adam stripped naked, he had 
Mary leave her bra and panties on, and she liked that, liked it because 
it meant he wanted to take them off for her, and Mary always enjoyed 
the way he did that.

"Oh, lover," she sighed as he pushed his briefs down and his stiff tool 
leaped out, "one look at that delicious cock and I could forget all 
about King."

"Thanks, darling, but why settle for one cock when you can have two? 
Besides, I've been waiting a long time to see that big dog humping your 
sweet ass," he told her, kicking his briefs away as she hurried into 
his arms.

While they kissed, he fondled lovely asscheeks through her panties and 
around them. During their second passionate kiss, Adam pushed a hand 
inside her panties and played with silken cheeks of which he knew he 
would never tire, just as Mary knew she would never tire of the big 
cock which throbbed as it pressed against her belly.

Before taking her onto the couch, Adam unhooked her bra and took it 
off; then he was handling her big tits, driving Mary wild with passion. 
She was sighing hotly as Adam took her panties down.

"Are you sure you want me to let King fuck my cunt?" Mary asked as he 
inserted a finger in her pussy and gave her a slow diddling which kept 
her ass squirming.

"I'm positive," Adam assured her. "I can still see it in my mind, that 
time I watched through the window when he lapped your beautiful cunt 
and balled you. This time I won't jerk off, though. I'll get you in the 
same position and then I'll be your big dog."

"Oh, yes, Adam! I want you to watch King fucking me. I'd like to let 
the kids watch, too, but I'm afraid I'd shock them too much."

"I'm not so sure about that, darling. I think it would be wild. Now 
that you mention it, I'd love to see the big brute fucking Emily and 
Sharon. He'd look so big mounted on Sharon's little body with his big 
cock rammed up her little slit."

"If you think so, Adam. Anything you want. I guess the girls would love 
being fucked by a dog at that. Yes, we'll do it, Adam. I'd give 
anything to watch King screw Sharon. We'll do it and we'll all watch. 
Maybe I'll let them watch me getting dog-fucked first, just to show 
them how thrilling it is. Do you want me to get him now, dear?"

"No, darling, your tender little cunt isn't ready."

"Isn't it, Adam? What does it need to be ready?"

"It needs a nice sucking to make it juicy and very slippery. It needs 
more than just a sucking. I'll get my tongue up your slit and give you 
a lapping that'll make you come."

"Oh, lover, that's such a terrible thing to do! It will make me suffer 
so."

"Yes, you poor little angel, you're going to suffer so badly. You 
didn't know how cruel I could be, did you?"

"No, but I'm so small and weak and you're so big and strong. I'm 
helpless, Adam, I can't stop you from eating my cunt and making me cry. 
I'm going to try, though. I'm not going to let you open my legs."

Adam took the finger out of my cunt and Mary closed her crotch, 
pressing her thighs tightly together. When he reached to part them, she 
kept them closed and sounded like a terrified little girl as she begged 
him not to eat her twat.

The exciting game drove Adam wild as he forced his hands between her 
thighs and she went on begging as he parted her legs wide and stared 
into her crotch as she went on playing the game. Even then, she thought 
they would play the game again soon. In her mind, she saw him dragging 
her to a bed, tearing her clothes off and raping her while she pleaded 
and begged for mercy she wouldn't want or get.

Mary was still begging and pleading when his face went down into her 
crotch and he began sucking her hot, juicy cunt, his hands caressing 
her ass lovingly. She stopped playing the game then, and her hands went 
to his head, mussing his hair as she moaned with passion, rubbing his 
head as she urged him on and he sucked and lapped her snatch eagerly.

When his tongue curled around her hard passion bud, Mary felt orgasm 
approaching and knew it was going to be a beauty, one of those 
sensational and shattering ones that would leave her limp and drained.

When climax struck, it was like lightning that hit first in her crotch, 
then fanned out through her whole being. As it surged more and more 
strongly, Adam held her tightly, his arms around her jerking ass, his 
face pressed into her pussy bush.

"Oh, my darling," she panted a little later, "that was a new, all-time 
record. You've never sucked my cunt so beautifully, and I've never had 
such a come in my life."

"I'm glad to hear it, angel. Did it make you ready for a good fucking 
by a big, horny dog?"

"Oh yes, lover! But I'll have to rest for a minute. Right now, my cunt 
couldn't take it. I think it'd kill me."

They rested for a few minutes, Adam lying with his cheek on the muff of 
hair which crowned her well-lapped cunt. Then she told him she was 
ready. He got up and watched the exciting motions of her bare ass as 
she went to get her dog.

When Mary returned to the room with the animal, he looked more than 
happy, his long tail wagging and his tongue hanging out. It was obvious 
King knew that he was going to fuck his woman again. Adam felt his cock 
throbbing strongly and wondered if he would shoot off in the air while 
watching the exciting performance, one the like of which few men had 
ever seen, he guessed.

Mary sat on the edge of the couch, her crotch wide open. She jerked a 
little at the touch of the cold snout on her inner thigh; then the dog 
was licking while Mary rubbed his head and talked to him in the loving 
tone she always used when he was licking her snatch.

"That's my good dog, King. You really know how to lap a cunt. Yes, 
baby, it's nice and juicy, isn't it?"

As she talked to the licking animal, Mary parted the lips of her cunt 
and held them open so that King's rough tongue could reach the 
sensitive interior of her horny snatch.

Looking at Adam, she saw him standing, holding his hard cock in his 
right hand, a lustful expression on his face. She wondered if he were 
thinking of that time when he had seen King lapping and fucking her.

"Oh, Jesus! He's going to make me come!" Mary panted and took one hand 
out of her crotch to rub the animal's head and urge him on.

The big tongue kept licking over her clit. Mary let out a wail which 
rose in pitch and broke as she fell back on the couch. Her lush, white 
ass jerked strongly as she rubbed her body hotly on the rough fabric in 
her second magnificent come of the day.

Again Mary had to pause to rest. At last she sat up, sighing, and told 
King what a good dog he was and how beautifully he had lapped her cunt. 
Standing, she turned her back to him and bent to sway her beautiful 
ass, telling him he was about to mount her and collect his reward for 
the lovely cunt-lapping he had given her.

Hurrying to her, King put his snout under her ass and sniffed, liking 
the aroma of woman cunt he found there, his cock beginning to harden 
and stick out of the furry sheath. But the dog, Adam thought, couldn't 
possibly be more excited than he was at the prospect of watching his 
woman being mounted and fucked by a big dog.

Telling the animal to sit, Mary went to Adam and gave him a passionate 
kiss. Then he released her and she knelt on all fours, her lovely tits 
dangling pendalumously, her silken ass beautifully arched, her knees 
apart.

Adam wanted to drop to his knees beside her so he could play with her 
body and kiss and tongue the crack of her ass but he didn't dare. 
Despite the fact that the big beast was well-trained, Adam didn't want 
to run that kind of risk. He had only one cock, and he didn't care to 
have it used for dog food.

Knowing how she was exciting Adam, Mary went on with the teasing game, 
making them both wait. Looking at the animal again, Adam saw that more 
of his cock had pushed out of the sheath. As the animal stared at 
Mary's cunt, the sheath peeled back, all the way back over his balls 
and Adam gasped as he saw the length of the beast's big prick.

Mary saw it, too, and knew how ready the dog was. She decided it was 
time to stop teasing and take a good fucking.

"All right, King," she said warmly, "come now and mount my ass. Mount 
me and get your big cock up my hot cunt. Fuck me!" she panted.

Staring intently, Adam was surprised that the beast didn't leap for 
Mary. When she called him, King got to his feet, looked under to see 
that his cock looked as ready as it felt, then went to her unhurriedly 
and sniffed at her cunt.

King mounted her naked body with easy grace. As he did, Adam was again 
startled by the size of the dog's stiff cock, almost as big as his own, 
and streaked with blue veins which gave it an unnatural appearance. But 
there was nothing unnatural about the way the big cock jabbed in the 
air as he adjusted the position of his hind feet, the prick jabbing 
closer and closer to Mary's cunt as Adam hunched beside them for a 
closer view of the fucking, the mating of animal and beautiful, naked 
woman.

The dog stopped his futile jabbing, repositioned his hind feet and, 
seeming to sense that he had the slit lined up, jabbed strongly. Mary 
groaned as he rammed half the length of his cock into her hole, paused, 
then fed her the rest of it.

His forelegs wrapped around his woman, King began fucking her. He 
humped like a pro, keeping Mary panting and sighing as the long cock 
pistoned in her twat, moving so fast that it was almost a blur. 
Watching intently, Adam was able to see the beast's cock on each back 
stroke, wet with Mary's hot cunt juice.

Instinctively, Adam had his cock in his hand as the show went on, and 
he was jacking himself without being aware that he was doing it. When 
he realized he was very close to shooting his load, he released his 
dick at once, thankful he had stopped in time, so that when King was 
finished, it would be his turn to play dog with his beautiful woman 
bitch.

But King showed no sign of being finished as he kept panting while his 
magnificent prick pistoned in Mary's twat. Adam wondered whether she 
was going to have a come while the beast was still humping her and 
giving her cunt a first-class screwing.

The answer to his unasked question came within seconds as he saw the 
dog give a few faster strokes, then press against the warmth of Mary's 
silken ass. His body jerked strongly and Adam knew that the dog was 
shooting his juice up her twat and, knowing how Mary fucked, he guessed 
that her cunt was sucking cock, draining the animal's balls.

When King was finished shooting his load up her sucking cunt, he 
dismounted. Remaining kneeling, Mary told him to go out of the room, 
and he did. Adam followed him to the door and closed it. Seeing that 
Mary was still kneeling and panting, he guessed the beast had brought 
her close to orgasm but hadn't finished the job.

"Hurry, Adam!" she panted in confirmation. "He brought me so close. Get 
your cock into me quick. I want to feel you on my bare ass, lover. Get 
that sweet cock up my cunt and fuck the hell out of me."

Adam was panting with eagerness as he dropped to his knees behind her 
and pulled her silken cheeks back against his belly, marveling at the 
lovely feel of them. Then he released her, took his stiff cock in hand 
and went looking for her cunt. He found it very quickly, and it felt 
hot and soft and excitingly wet. He heard her moan as he rubbed the 
head of his cock up and down her slit a few times; then he very slowly 
pushed his swollen prickhead between the lips and Mary groaned as she 
felt it stretching her twat.

"Oh, yes, darling!" she panted. "This is it! This is real fucking. That 
was only a novelty. Give it all to me, lover! Make me feel that 
beautiful big prick up between my tits."

Adam doubted he could get that far into her, but he tried his best. 
Even after his cock was in her hole to the balls, he pulled her behind 
tightly back against him and pressed hard, feeling his cock throbbing 
in her hot snatch as he held her well-fleshed hips lovingly, the way 
she liked to be held when he fucked her that way.

Wanting to make sure she would come, he fucked her slowly, his belly 
making an exciting spanking sound each time it slapped against her 
asscheeks. It was a sound she never tired of hearing, a feel she loved 
so much she promised herself that one day she would ask him to smack 
her naked buttcheeks with his hand, perhaps to give her a real spanking 
that would leave her behind hot and red and tingly.

But for the time being, his cock was giving her everything she could 
want, and she loved it as the big rod filled and stretched her gushing 
cunt.

And then it became better as she felt the first warning flash which 
told her an orgasm was on the way. Mary told him she was getting very 
close. To his surprise, Adam wasn't, so he indulged in the luxury of 
some fast stroking. His hands gripping her tightly, he panted as he 
pistoned his cock in her cunt furiously. Then he felt his balls 
tingling, and hoped he would time it right so that he would pump his 
sperm up her cunt just as she was enjoying her come.

The low, quavering cry began, her body jerked and then she was coming. 
Adam pulled her beautiful behind tightly against him as he rammed his 
cock up her pussy and held her against him as his balls sent spurt 
after strong spurt shooting up into her sucking, convulsing cunt.

Unlike the dog, Adam chose to remain mounted on her ass for a long time 
after the fuck was over. When he did dismount, his well-used cock soft 
and shrunken, Mary tiredly lowered herself onto the thick carpet. 
Adam's arms went around her, crushing her luscious boobs against his 
chest as they kissed lovingly. The torrent of passion had subsided for 
both, but the glow of their love went on.

Later, they talked of how they were going to enjoy it when King mounted 
Emily and Sharon to show them what it was like to be fucked by a big 
dog.



Chapter 16


Adam and Mary were married in a private ceremony, but they didn't go 
away on a honeymoon. It was during school vacation, and they decided 
they would spend their honeymoon at home with their family, much to the 
delight of the children.

Wanting some special events as honeymoon spectaculars, they had 
postponed having the dog fuck the two girls, and it was to be a 
highlight of the week's celebrations they had planned.

On the night of the wedding, the family stripped naked soon after 
dinner and romped through an orgy of oral sex. Adam and his son kept 
their cocks hard for the females until all had been cunt-lapped enough. 
Then, after Dean spent a long time kissing and licking the bride's butt 
and reaming her asshole with his talented tongue, the others cheered 
while he lay atop her lovely, naked body and fucked her.

"Ooh!" he panted as he pushed his stiff little dick up her well-
lubricated cunt. "You're my Mom now, and I'm fucking you in your warm 
cunt. I'm fucking my mom."

The others laughed, but that didn't diminish their wild arousal as they 
watched the little boy lying between Mary's thighs, his little ass 
bobbing as he fucked, finding it as exciting as the first time he had 
screwed her, that magic day that seemed so long in the past.

After the ceremonial fuck was finished, Adam tossed a coin and Sharon 
won the right to soften his big cock in her hot little cunt. While Adam 
sat on an armless chair and had Sharon sit facing him to take her fuck, 
Dean told Emily he would do nice things to her since she had 108t the 
toss.

Dean and Emily and Mary watched as Sharon raised her body, and Mary 
guided her husband's stiff prick to her daughter's little cunt. Then 
the girl slowly lowered herself, impaling her twat on the big cock 
which kept throbbing as it worked into her tight, juicy slit. Adam held 
her little ass cheeks as she rode up and down, fucking him to the 
delight of both.

Keeping his word, Dean had Emily kneel with her head down and her 
beautiful ass arched high. For a little while, he fondled and kissed 
the silken mounds of her we, then he- pressed his face between them, 
licked her crack wetly until she felt juice trickling into her cunt, 
and then he curled his tongue and worked it up her tight pink bung and 
began reaming her.

When the others thought the party was over for the evening, Mary 
surprised them by bringing the dog into the room and, lying across the 
bed with her w right on the edge, she called the beast to her and he 
lapped her cunt until she came with fierce strength .

The children were more than impressed, and the two girls were dying to 
have King lap their cunts, but the main event was still to come, Mary 
informed them as she knelt on all fours and invited King to mount her 
and fuck her.

While the children gasped in disbelief, the trusty animal mounted her 
nicely presented behind and they stared at the sudden growth of his 
cock as the sheath peeled all the way back. He jabbed his tool up her 
hot cunt with one shot and went on to give her a lovely fucking.

The following evening, there was another coin toss and this time Emily 
was the winner. She trembled with wild arousal as the dog lapped her 
tender young pussy, licking until she had her come. She trembled even 
more as she knelt on all fours and the big beast mounted her while the 
others stared. He missed her little slit a couple of times, the head of 
his cock jabbing in her crotch, then he scored a direct hit and gave 
her about four inches of prick in the first jab. He hurriedly worked 
the rest of his boner into her hole and went on to give her a terrific 
fucking.

The following evening, it was time for King to fuck little Sharon. 
There had been an extended round of cunt-lapping to set the stage for 
the performance, and her cunt was juicy when she gave it to the animal 
to lap. He did his job well and she had her third come of the evening 
before she knelt on all fours on the carpet and the dog sniffed her 
cunt once, then mounted her little body.

His eager cock found her cunt quickly, and then he was humping her 
pretty little ass. She kept moaning with joy through the delightful 
fucking the dog gave her. When it was over and the dog had dismounted 
to curl up and lick his well-used cock, Dean dropped to his knees 
behind the girl and surprised her by slowly working an excitingly hard 
cock up her asshole.

Seeing that the girl's other hole was being neglected, Adam dropped to 
the floor and worked a finger up her snatch. While the boy buggered her 
ass, he used the finger skillfully so that she enjoyed a good come.

Proving the adage that the family that lays together stays together, 
their life became a thing of continuing joy and beauty.

That still applied six years later, although there were some changes. 
At eighteen, Dean was a handsome young man, a good student in college 
and, most importantly, his cock had developed so that it was within a 
half-inch of being as long as his father's seven-inch banger. Given his 
early training, he was a masterful lover, and he never tired of keeping 
the three females more than satisfied, with lots of help from his 
father and from King.

As could have been predicted, Emily matured into a stunningly beautiful 
young woman at twenty-one.

Perhaps the biggest surprise was Sharon. As a girl, she had been slim, 
almost to the point of being skinny, but six years changed that and at 
nineteen she was a real beauty. She retained relatively slim thighs, 
but her fanny had developed into a lusciously rounded thirty-eight 
inches and Dean never tired of pressing his face between those cheeks 
to lick and ream, sometimes using a finger in her twat to make her come 
while he had his tongue curled up her asshole.

She had a narrow waist and an almost boyishly flat tummy, but they were 
overshadowed by a pair of huge tits, though given their firmness they 
didn't require a bra at all.

Adam was then a mature forty-seven, but still as good a stud as he had 
been in the beginning. He swam and golfed and kept himself in excellent 
condition for the exercise he got at home.

Mary, too, was careful about such matters as diet and exercise so that 
at thirty-eight, she still had a stunning figure, her tits, thighs, ass 
and tummy girlishly firm, although maturity brought on a few more 
pounds, giving her an overall roundness which the other members of the 
family loved to play with.

She continued to be as highly sexed as she had been in the beginning, 
and never lacked a companion to romp with, male or female, as she 
continued to enjoy lesbian sex just as much as the more conventional 
style with Adam and Dean, not to mention the totally unconventional 
variety she got each time King lapped her cunt or mounted her to fuck 
his human bitch.

On Mary's thirty-eighth birthday, they held a party for her, just the 
family, of course. It began with a steak and champagne dinner, and Dean 
established the course of the party when he suggested that they go to 
the bedroom with their coffee and dessert, the dessert being grapes and 
birthday chocolate cake.

Since Dean's sexual imagination had surpassed even his father's, Mary 
knew she was in for a special treat, though she didn't even attempt to 
guess what it would be. In the bedroom, they all stripped naked, Dean 
helping Mary out of her bra and panties while Adam did the same for 
Emily and Sharon; then they all kissed passionately and fondled eager 
bodies.

Telling Mary he needed some help in eating his grapes, Dean had her lie 
on the bed with her knees raised and parted, then he went down on her 
and lapped her cunt until she had a magnificent come. When he asked her 
to, Sharon brought his dish of grapes and he put it down beside the 
panting woman.

Mary's eyes went wide with surprise and delight as she guessed what he 
was going to do, then he confirmed it as he gently parted the lips of 
her cunt and put a grape inside. He rubbed her belly for a few seconds, 
then returned his mouth to her snatch and removed the grape, chewing it 
with obvious delight.

"Come on, Daddy," Emily panted as she rubbed a hand over her twat, "eat 
grapes out of our cunts."

Adam was pleased to comply with the request, though he thought bananas 
would have been more appropriate but told himself they could do that 
another time. The grape-eating went on for a long time, but it was 
obvious that the women didn't consider the time wasted. Then that 
portion of the snack was finished, and the three of them had their 
cunts lapped until they came, Dean looking after Mary and her daughter 
while his father gave Sharon a pair of good comes with his mouth and 
tongue.

But Dean still had more in store for his stepmother, and he had her lie 
face down on the bed while he admired, fondled and kissed her beautiful 
big ass, then he asked one of the girls to hand him his plate of 
birthday cake.

There was a knife on the plate and Dean used it to scrape the thick 
layer of chocolate icing off the cake. It made quite a pile, and then 
he called on his father to hold the cheeks of Mary's butt apart while 
he filled her crack with the sweet icing until there was none left and 
her crack was well filled with the rich brown goo.

On a signal from his son, Adam released her asscheeks and they all 
agreed that she was a beautiful birthday cake, but Dean wasn't 
finished. Taking a small candle from his pocket he inserted it in the 
chocolate and would have lit it, but his father told him to wait while 
he got his Polaroid camera which, fortunately, was loaded with color 
film.

Adam took one picture showing the chocolate in the crack of her white 
ass, then Dean lit the candle and his father took another picture. 
After that, Dean blew out the candle and they all sang Happy Birthday. 
Sharon suggested that Mary should get the traditional birthday smacking 
of one spank for each year, but Dean was afraid the jarring would 
dislodge the frosting, so Sharon was outvoted and Mary's ass was 
allowed to remain pristine white with the rich brown stripe down the 
middle.

Bending over his stepmother, Dean lovingly kissed the lush cheeks, 
licked his lips, then began eating his dessert, his hands rubbing her 
hips as she sighed while Adam took more pictures of his son eating his 
memorable meal.

Dean licked so well that when he finished, Mary's crack was completely 
cleaned, her little asshole having been licked back to its natural 
color, but some of the chocolate remained close to her cunt. It was 
difficult to reach from that position, so he had her turn over so that 
he could attack from her crotch. After the last of the icing had been 
licked away, he decided that while he had his face in her crotch he 
might as well suck her pussy again, so he did, and gave her a lapping 
which sent her flying into orgasm again.

Adam decided that since it was Mary's birthday, she should receive a 
cunt-lapping from everybody and Sharon hurried to her mother's crotch 
and did just that. Adam allowed his wife a little while to rest before 
Emily's beautiful face was buried in her crotch. Then, after a nice 
lapping from Emily triggered another orgasm, Adam went down on his wife 
and sucked excitingly until wild orgasm swept over her.

"Oh, you darlings, all of you," Mary said with a sigh as her husband 
got up, licking his lips which had the fragrance of her cunt still on 
them, "my body just feels like it's floating. No woman has ever been 
this well looked after, I'm sure."

"We still have more for you, angel," Adam said as he waved his stiff 
prick at her and smiled. "You have to know that both Dean and I are 
going to give you the rest of your birthday present, a couple of nice 
fucks. You do want that, don't you, darling?"

"You better believe it, lover, and my cunt has never been more ready 
for a fuck than it is right now."

Mary had been lying across the bed for her suckings. She turned and 
opened her crotch wide for Adam. He went to her, played with her wet 
cunt as he knelt in the frame provided by her legs; then he lowered 
himself onto her, found her hot cunt and slowly pushed his prick into 
her slippery slit and they both moaned. Adam paused for a little while 
to fondle her tits, then he began to fuck her.

He gave her a nice slow fucking, and it was all Mary needed for her 
tenderized clit to trigger another orgasm, a honey that went on and on 
while Adam let his cock soak in her hot hole. When she finished, he 
gave her a fast, rough fucking and she loved it as he crushed her into 
the bed when his sperm was spurting into her cunt and feeling as though 
it was flooding her belly.

Adam rested on his wife's body for a little while, a warm glow 
spreading over his body; then it was time, Dean told him as he patted 
him on the shoulder, for Mary to be fucked again so Adam withdrew his 
spent tool and got off.

Kneeling astride his stepmother, Dean gave her what she loved to play 
with, on her birthday or any day, and it felt excitingly hard in her 
hand, then the head felt even more exciting in the warmth of her mouth 
as she sucked his prick until he took it away from her, then moved down 
to get in her crotch. She sighed as he lay atop her. He heard her low 
moan of passion as his cock pushed up her cunt to give her her second 
fuck of the beautiful evening.

Like his father, he preferred to-keep his fuck slow, to make it last so 
that Mary would come again, as she did. Dean had tried to hold his load 
for later, but he didn't have a chance as the walls of her pussy sucked 
on his dick while she was climaxing. Her cunt sucked him off and 
drained his balls, leaving him so weak that when he rolled off her, he 
couldn't get up.

Mary thanked her family for a lovely birthday, then Adam told her that 
one member of the family had been left out. Her eyes flashed with 
excitement as she realized he was talking about the dog, and it did 
seem only right that King should share in the festivities, so she told 
them to bring him on, telling them that there was plenty of juice in 
her twat for the animal to lap up.

Twisting around, she positioned herself with her ass over the edge of 
the bed, her legs parted and drawn back above her. Then Sharon came 
into the room with the big dog, who took one look at Mary's crotch and 
went to her at once.

King sniffed her cunt and seemed to detect that it didn't smell the 
same as usual, then he licked her slit and found the mingled male and 
female juices. He seemed to like that well enough, and he went on to 
lick up warm, cunt-flavored jism. He was still eating when she went 
into orgasm and had to push the beast out of her crotch.

Mary thought she should be tired after such a wild, wonderful bout of 
unbridled sex, but she wasn't, and she almost leaped off the bed as she 
prepared to submit her naked body to the horny animal.

She knew he was eager to get his cock in her pussy, but she decided to 
tease him a little, standing with her feet braced wide apart and 
allowing him to sniff at her cunt and lick it as she talked to him and 
rubbed his head. When she decided she was as eager for the fuck as he, 
she patted his head, told him to sit, then went down on her hands and 
knees on the thick carpet, swaying her big ass while her tits did an 
exciting dance of their own.

The dog seemed to be straining to get at her lush body, but as always, 
he remained sitting until she gave him the command to fuck her. Then he 
hurried into action. Without pausing, he mounted her, and the group saw 
his big cock ready for action as the sheath peeled back and his blue-
veined dong went searching for Mary's snatch. He found it very quickly 
and rammed his cock home firmly, half the length in already and the 
rest following close behind.

While King fucked his woman, Adam took more pictures. He had purchased 
the camera only recently, and was determined to produce the best 
collection of erotic pictures in captivity. Considering the cast he had 
to work with, he didn't doubt that he could achieve his sexy goal.

King panted as he gave his woman bitch the usual first-class fucking. 
Her passion bud was so tender and sensitized from all the previous 
action that when she felt the onset of another climax, she was not at 
all surprised.

As the orgasm swept over her, her body jerked very strongly and she 
wished the dog would pause in the fuck, but he wasn't concerned and he 
merely kept humping her ass. He held her a little more tightly with his 
forelegs, as though fearing that the jerking of her body would make him 
slip off, but his strongly braced hind legs served him well, and he 
rode out the storm until his cock was buried deeply in her hole and his 
body was twitching as he pumped dog juice up her greedily sucking cunt.

After that, all agreed it was time for a rest. Then Emily changed her 
mind, pointing out that she and Sharon hadn't had even one orgasm. Dean 
offered to look after that with his mouth and tongue, but they declined 
with thanks and got onto the bed together. Dean went along with Mary 
and Adam for drinks, but as soon as he poured his, he returned to the 
bedroom to watch the two young beauties squirming naked and panting 
with lust as they did all the exciting things to faces, tits, behinds 
and hot, tingling cunts, things which imparted a sheen of perspiration 
over both lovely bodies.

Eventually, their playing led them into an end-to-end embrace, and then 
each was sucking the cunt of the other. Finding a beautiful ass cheek 
that was not occupied, Dean fondled it and felt his pecker begin to 
stir with promise.

By the time the two beauties climaxed, Dean's cock was excitingly hard 
again, and he showed it to them with pride. "Who gave you permission to 
play with my ass while we were eating cunt?" Emily asked him in 
pretended anger. Dean didn't know what to say. "I think I'm going to 
have to punish you for that. Lie down on the bed, face up."

Sensing it would be fun to go along with his sister, Dean did as he was 
told. He heard her tell Sharon to sit on his chest and keep him in 
place. Excited, Sharon complied and sat so that her ass was close to 
his face, an arrangement which Dean didn't seem to mind at all.

"What are you going to do to punish your naughty brother?" Sharon 
asked.

"I'll tell you. You see this hard cock that he's so proud of?" she said 
as she closed a hand around his rod. "Well I'm going to soften it for 
him. I'm sure he has big ideas about getting it into one of our cunts 
this evening, but I'll fix that for him with my hand. " "You're going 
to jerk him off?"

"Damn right I am. Do you hear that, Dean? I'm going to pull your pud 
and make you shoot your cream, just like you used to do when you were a 
little boy."

Warning Sharon to be careful that he didn't escape, Emily began jacking 
her brother's big hard cock. She loved doing it and often begged him to 
let her jerk him off, but he never wanted to waste the jism and always 
refused.

He made a big pretense of begging and trying to get away from the young 
women, but in reality he was quite content. His sister had a gentle, 
soft hand, and he liked the way she beat his meat. He decided that he 
could add a little to his enjoyment, so he tugged at Sharon's hips 
until she understood what he wanted. She delivered her butt to his 
face, bending a little forward so that he could get his tongue at her 
asshole.

"Don't make it too fast," Sharon told Emily. "He's really licking my 
bung, and you know how I love it."

"Don't worry, I've waited a long time for this, and I intend to make it 
last. Christ, what a boner this is."

The slow pulling Emily was giving his hard cock as he licked Sharon's 
crack and asshole filled the boy with delight, and he wondered why he 
hadn't allowed her to jerk him off that way before. Having discovered 
how enjoyable it was, he decided he would have them work on him that 
way often in the future. Tonguing a pretty asshole was something he had 
enjoyed since childhood, but the act of reaming a bung while having his 
cock slowly and lovingly jerked made it a whole new ball game.

When he felt himself getting close to shooting, Dean raised a knee, 
hoping that his sister would understand the signal. She did, releasing 
his prick and rubbing his thighs and hips with both hands. After she 
had allowed his pecker to cool for a couple of minutes, her hand 
returned to it and she resumed the delightful jacking, still working 
very slowly.

"Is his nose still in your crack, Sharon?" Emily asked as she stroked 
his cock.

"Oh, yes, and it feels great. Christ, I'll never get tired of that 
tongue of his, not even if he licks my asshole raw."

"Don't you think it would be nice if you could work up a little fart 
for him? He loves your ass so much I'm sure he would find your farts 
sweet."

"I'll try," Sharon said," but I don't think I can make one just now."

Lying in the thrilling confinement of the girl's plump, warm ass, Dean 
knew she was really trying when he felt her bung pushing out and heard 
her make a little groan, but it produced no wind and he merely pushed 
his curled tongue up her brownie a little farther. He felt sorry she 
hadn't found what she was trying for since he told himself that it 
would be exciting.

A new thought occurred as he pictured himself tied and helpless while 
the girls and Mary did anything they chose to entertain themselves with 
him. Perhaps he would dress up for them in wig, makeup, padded bra, 
garter belt, nylons and panties and then submit totally to the women to 
be their slave. It had been a long time since they'd played that game, 
and he decided they were overdue.

Again Emily released his cock and this time reached for Sharon's 
beautiful tits, which she played with lovingly while the tongue kept 
working between the cheeks of Sharon's ass. When Sharon asked her to, 
Emily added sucking to the fondling of the luscious boobs, and it made 
her ass rub back on Dean's face. It made his tongue slip out of her 
bung, but he didn't mind, knowing that he could get it back in later.

Emily sucked one big tit, then transferred her mouth to the other, not 
hurrying at all, knowing that Dean's stiff cock would still be waiting 
when she was ready.

"Ooh, that was so nice," Sharon said when Emily finished sucking her 
tits. "I'm going to want to do a sixty-nine again after you've jerked 
him off. Do you feel like another round?"

"You know I always do. I'll finish him off now and he'll shoot cream 
all over your tits and belly."

"I have a better idea, Emily. I'll bend over and open my mouth. See how 
good your aim is."

When Emily resumed jacking Dean's cock, her hand was just as gentle but 
it moved faster. She heard muffled groans coming from Sharon's ass, 
then felt a quick expansion of the stiff cock and nodded excitingly to 
Sharon who bent closer, her mouth open.

She wasn't quite fast enough, and the first spurt of sperm hit her on 
the chin, but Emily aimed his cock at the open mouth and the rest of 
his load shot into it.

Watching the performance as they stood inside the doorway, naked, Mary 
and Adam looked quite pleased with everything.

The boy's cock had been drained, and he lay resting on the bed as the 
young beauties locked their naked bodies together and each sucked and 
lapped the other's cunt.

His arm warmly around Mary's waist, Adam gave her a loving squeeze, and 
that said all the things she understood. Years before, an unhappy man 
and an unhappy woman had met under strange circumstances. They had 
gambled not only with their own lives, but with those of their three 
children, and the gamble had more than paid off.

Life was beautiful for the five of them, and they could ask nothing 
more from fate than to be left alone to continue enjoying the beautiful 
life they had built for themselves.


The End