The family gets it on - erotic stories, sex tales



Psychologists have long noted that man is a gregarious animal whose need for affection and approval is as real and basic as his need for food and shelter.

This social need is reflected many times over in our everyday lives. There is the teenaged boy who frequently smokes marijuana, though he dislikes it, because he fears being branded a "straight" by his friends. There is the suburban housewife who turns to an illicit affair because her husband, totally dedicated to his business, cannot or will not give her the affection she needs.

This is the story of one American family, the Wards, and particularly the Wards' daughter, Suzy. A typical teenager who enjoys going out on dates, gossiping with girl friends and listening to the latest rock group, Suzy seeks to fill one big void in her life. In her overwhelming need for love and physical pleasure, Suzy ignores all the moral rules she has been taught and dares to venture onto forbidden ground. And at the same time, her parents are doing likewise. And who is to blame?

For Suzy, seeking affection becomes her way of life, her norm. For her parents, it may be an escape from boredom.

THE FAMILY GETS IT ON -- a story that poses timely questions for every American family.



CHAPTER ONE

Tom Ward lay beneath the thin sheet, a fine sheen of sweat on his body. His eyes were closed and he breathed shallowly as he felt himself rising. As his cock twitched again, he fought desperately against thinking of that warm body, those firm tits and soft hands. A sudden chill took him again and he opened his eyes to glance toward his lovely wife, Linda, who lay naked beside him, sleeping peacefully on her back.

The sheet was thrown back and Tom raised on one elbow to look at her voluptuous body, tanned now from a week on the beach, and in the faint moonlight that came through the opened window, he saw her stomach rise and fall evenly. His eyes went to the honey-colored patch of her cunt, peeking now from beneath the edge of the sheet. He swallowed thickly and gazed at her face as his cock throbbed painfully.

"Honey..." he whispered and felt his heart beat heavily in his chest. "Linda... are you awake?" Tom swallowed again when he received no reply and he lifted the corner of the sheet carefully as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. As he sat up, he felt the cool ocean breeze on his body and he glanced again at his sleeping wife, then stood up cautiously.

Tiptoeing softly to the open door of the bathroom, Tom glanced once again at Linda, who had not stirred. He swallowed back his apprehension, stepped into the bathroom and eased the door shut. As he pressed the latch, the audible click sounded to him like a hammer falling on an anvil. He held his breath and listened for any sign of movement from his wife. When he heard none, he let out his breath slowly and went to the door that joined the bathroom to the second bedroom beyond. Again Tom held his breath as he eased that door open a crack.

Lying as still as her mother, Susan had thrown the sheet from her body. Tom fought the urge to clear his throat as he looked upon the form of his wife's daughter and a thrill went through his being as he gazed at her golden hair, haloed on the pillow, the fine features of her sleeping face and the graceful curve of her throat that swept to a pair of tits -- the nipples dark and well defined, as were her mother's. Her right knee protruded from beneath the corner of the sheet and Tom could see the curve of her thigh beyond. His pulse quickened as he freed his cock from the loose boxer shorts he wore and he squeezed himself once, then again, and walked to the side of the bed.

He looked down at the girl's outstretched arm and the upturned palm of her hand. He knew what he was going to do -- had known since they had all turned in for the night over an hour ago. It was an urge he had fought before -- and lost to before. Now, he no longer had the strength to fight the terrible desire that every instinct in his being told him was wrong.

Tom leaned down slightly, lifted Suzy's hand and placed it on his prick. The touch of her fingers on his cock thrilled him in a manner that was beyond description and it seemed her fingers closed about his throbbing shaft of their own volition. He kneeled forward with one knee on the bed and began stroking his cock gently with her hand.

Don't let her wake up... please... just don't let her wake up! he thought silently as he licked his lips and reached for her tit. He cupped it gently and felt her turgid nipple against his palm. He touched her lightly on one tit and then the other, allowing his fingers to trace the outlines of the darker flesh of her areolas. Please, he thought again, don't let her ever wake up!

But Suzy was awake. She had lain there waiting for her stepfather since they had all gone to bed for she had known he would come -- she had made sure of it as her mother had stepped to the back door of their beach cottage and called their dog, Pepe. Suzy had slipped her arms around his neck, kissed him on the chest and pressed her hot body to his as she whispered, "Mom's so lucky to have a husband like you, Tom..." Then she had nipped him playfully on his bare chest and bid him goodnight.

Suzy had waited patiently for she knew it would not be in vain. She had listened as she heard him enter the bathroom, lock the door, then enter her room quietly. She had lain there, her body half exposed, knowing he would be able to see just enough of her in the pale moonlight to bring him the rest of the way in. Now, Suzy felt his throbbing prick in her hand, and as he fondled her tits, she felt her own heart beat faster as the back of her arm touched the fine hairs on his leg.

Tom looked down at the beautiful girl as he manipulated her hand over his pulsing cock. It had grown rock hard when he had placed her soft warm hand there and he swallowed thickly as a drop of fluid glistened on the head of his prick. He glanced toward the nightstand, intent on pulling several Kleenex from the box that was always there -- and he cursed beneath his breath when he noticed it wasn't. He looked about frantically as he felt his juices rising and he knew he would have to stop long enough to find something.

Suzy felt, him stop and she thought of the last time this had happened -- Tom had come in, placed her hand on his prick and simply jacked himself off -- then returned to bed. Not tonight! she thought, then lifted her left leg and let it fall to one side, pulling the sheet from her lower body. No sir, not tonight! she told herself, and squeezed his prick gently.

Tom froze. He saw her draw up her knee, then let her leg fall, and as it fell, the sheet went with it and he saw for the first time Suzy's golden bush and the soft cleft of her cunt. Panic took him as he thought she had awakened, then as her small hand gripped his cock, then released it, he let out his breath. Dreaming... he thought, she was only dreaming. Then her fist clenched again and a thrill raced through his body as he realized he could stand there, and if her dream continued, she would soon bring him to a climax. Carefully, he unsnapped his shorts and let them down. It took a little bending to remove them, but finally they were off and he fought to control his breathing as he gazed down at her inviting cunt -- gaping wide for him to see.

A low groan escaped his lips as he reached out and found the soft wetness of her cunt with the tips of his fingers. He stroked her gently and looked apprehensively at her face as he pressed a fingertip into that wet warmth. He shuddered involuntarily as he realized he was about to come... he couldn't hold himself back with her hand squeezing his cock as it was, and as he withdrew his hand, he brought his fingers to his lips and licked them, tasting the slightly salty juices from her cunt.

Tom moaned again and, unable to restrain himself, he leaned down on his right arm and hovered over her gaping pussy with his head. He felt the tickle of her pubic hair and leaned more, then his mouth was there and he flicked out his tongue. He inhaled her fragrance, then dropped his head between her silken thighs and closed his mouth around her tender cunt. He groped for his shorts for he knew it was only a matter of seconds before his hot, steaming load of jism came gushing from his prick, and he certainly didn't want it to go spurting over her lovely face! He lay down beside her easily as he continued to lick her cunt, and again he thought his silent prayer: Please... don't let her wake up!

Oh, do it, Daddy! Suzy thought as she felt Tom's mouth on her cunt. God, that's nice! Then she felt him lie down beside her and she thought her heart would pound itself right out of her chest as she swallowed the saliva that built rapidly in her mouth. She fluttered her eyelids and as she did, she found that lying as he was, his knees slightly bent, Tom's cock was only inches from her face. I'm going to do it! she thought excitedly, and as she felt his tongue enter her cunt again and he nuzzled her gently, she raised her left leg and rolled to her side, trapping his head between her legs.

Oh, no! Tom thought frantically as the girl moved and rolled and her leg went over his head. He lay very still, daring not to breathe with his mouth on her cunt, and his heart all but stopped as he felt something warm and wet on the head of his pulsing prick. Could it be? Could it possibly be? he wondered. Then he felt her hand move ever so slightly and the warmth on his cock grew. He tried to swallow but he couldn't, then he felt her hips push toward him and he was forced to let out his breath. She's not awake, he told himself, she couldn't possibly be... she's only dreaming please let her just be dreaming!

Cautiously, he snaked his tongue into her cunt and felt her hips push back again. He pushed his own hips experimentally and felt more of his prick swallowed as her hand rested on his balls. Was it her mouth? God, it had to be, he told himself, nothing else could be that soft and warm and wet! Then he felt her tongue on the head of his throbbing prick and he was sure!

Suzy pushed into him and thought: Eat me, you bastard! Lick my cunt! And as her own passions rose she became more deliberate in her oral manipulations and felt the head of his cock push gently against the back of her throat. Then, as his tongue found her clit, she thought: That's more like it! and she hunched her cunt to him.

Tom was lost -- whether she was awake or not, he could not control his passion as he sucked on her sweet cunt and pushed his prick into her wetly sucking mouth. He reached around her and cupped her firm ass in his hand as he felt himself cumming. He found the nub of her clit at the top of her cunt and he laved it furiously as he felt the juices rise in his balls and his prick taken in nearly to the hilt in her hot mouth.

Suzy felt herself cumming and sensed that Tom was about to do the same. As he tongued her clit it was all she could do to keep from crying out, and as she felt his prick begin to pulse, she pulled off gently and held only the head of it in her mouth and washed the end with her tongue as the first spurts of his hot jism gushed forth.

She swallowed time and time again as she reached her own climax and she felt him bury his face in her wet cunt, gasping for breath as his body was shaken with the multiple contractions of his orgasm.

She shuddered and pushed to him as some of his cum dribbled from her lips and that incredibly warm feeling washed over her straining body time and time again. She sucked, then licked, unwilling to relinquish her hold on his beautiful gushing prick, and she heard him moan again as a chill shook his body. Finally, it had passed for both of them. Tom lay there gasping for breath, his head swirling wildly as he realized what had happened. And suddenly, Tom was frightened.

Tom felt his prick slide out of her wet mouth and he sensed her relaxing against his shaking body. Oh, God, he thought, what have I done?

And he was faced with the dilemma of trying to extricate himself from her -- for if she was asleep, to awaken her now would be sheer disaster! Could she be asleep?

Suzy felt her stepfather tense as she allowed his cock to slip out of her mouth. She relaxed her fingers on his balls and suddenly she felt uncomfortable as she realized his body was bathed in sweat. She sensed him trying to remove his head from between her legs and she lifted her left leg, then rolled away from him and onto her stomach.

Tom froze again. He looked down at his prick, still hard, and he saw his shorts crushed under his leg. He glanced to her and saw her head nestled on the pillow, her face turned away, her eyes still closed. He was afraid to move at first, then he looked down the length of the girl's body to her ass and another thrill went through him as he raised to one elbow. Had he been dreaming. Did it really happen? But he questioned himself no more as he sat up and saw the dark spots on the sheet where a few drops of his cum had escaped Suzy's mouth.

God! How could she still be asleep? he wondered as he stood up from the bed and gazed down at her peaceful form. Christ! he thought. I could have fucked her if I'd known she slept that soundly! And as the thought crossed his mind, he looked down at the twin globes of her ass and felt his gut tighten with excitement. Then, he saw her ass wiggle slightly and he stood paralyzed, his still-throbbing prick in his hand.

Come on, Tom, she thought, there's more where that came from, and she envisioned his huge prick slipping into her pussy from behind the way her daddy had done it that time, and as she wiggled her ass again, her thoughts went back to that night two years before -- before the divorce, before Tom -- when Aunt Lorain had been staying with them.

CHAPTER TWO

Her father's younger sister had come to live with them. Lorain and Linda had gotten along well enough in the beginning, but as weeks passed into months, Suzy sensed that her mother and aunt were not really the good friends they appeared to be on the surface, and it was not until that fateful Saturday night that Suzy was to learn why.

Her parents and aunt had gone to a party that evening at the home of a friend and Suzy lay in bed as she heard them return home earlier than she had expected. She listened to the loud voices coming from downstairs, then when she heard Lorain bumping her way up the stairs, Suzy realized that the trio had been doing some serious drinking. She dropped the magazine she had been reading and turned out the light, pretending to be asleep as Lorain entered the bedroom they shared. She listened with breath held as the woman bumped her way across the room, disrobing and cursing loudly to herself.

Suzy was a little frightened at first -- people who had been drinking upset her, for they were so unpredictable, but she knew her aunt to be harmless even when she was drunk. Suzy relaxed a bit as Lorain climbed beneath the covers and sighed heavily.

"Some fuckin' party..." she mumbled, and rolled over.

Suzy felt the warmth of her aunt's voluptuous body beside her and she felt a twinge in her stomach as she pictured it unclothed. Lorain had firm, full tits that tilted slightly upward, a flat stomach and a pair of wide hips that supported long, well-formed legs. And Suzy swallowed as she thought about the flaming red bush of pubic hair that grew between her aunt's legs. The first time Suzy had seen it, she had been amazed that any woman would have hair in such abundance there, and she thought again of her own covered cunt.

"Hey, sugar pie... are you asleep?" she heard her aunt ask in a slurred tone. She lay very still, then felt a hand on her cheek. "Honey?" the woman said, and rolled closer to her. Suzy felt the woman's thigh touch her own and a thrill went through her as she realized Lorain was naked. "Sugar pie..." Lorain said again, and Suzy felt a hand on her tit. Her heart beat rapidly as the woman touched her tenderly through the flannel of her nightgown, then it almost stopped as she felt that searching hand move lower over her stomach and dip beneath the hem of her gown.

Suzy jumped as her aunt's fingers touched her cunt and an involuntary shiver went through her inexperienced body as the woman's fingers stroked her softly. "Hey... honey... Auntie Lo knows you're awake... does that feel good?" she asked, and parted the tender lips of the girl's cunt and inserted her finger. "Come on, baby, Lorain's horny..."

"Aunt Lo..." she began, but her words were cut off as the woman's mouth closed over her own and she tasted the bitter-sweet when her aunt had been drinking. Too shocked to protest, Suzy felt her aunt's tongue push by her lips, seeking her tongue as her fingers fucked slowly in and out of her cunt. She responded and threw her arms about the woman as their tongues met and Lorain pushed her own cunt against the teenager's thigh.

"Is that good, baby?" Lorain asked as their lips finally parted.

"I... I guess so," Suzy replied as her breath came quicker and she found her own hand had somehow taken hold of her aunt's tit.

"Well, if you like this, wait 'til sweet Lorain really turns you on..." she said mysteriously, and her fingers found Suzy's clitoris and rubbed it softly.

Suzy moaned and threw back the covers as her aunt finger-fucked her. She pulled up her nightgown and spread her legs as Lorain leaned over and took the nipple of her left tit between her lips. Then sucked it between her teeth. Suzy pulled off her nightgown frantically and Lorain rolled atop her and gathered her into her arms as she pushed her cunt against Suzy's.

For the teenager, it was the greatest thrill she had ever experienced -- to feel that warm body against her own, to feel her aunt's cunt pressing and rubbing against hers, and to find her tongue sucked wetly into the older woman's mouth. Suzy was enraptured and she cried out as Lorain's mouth left hers and the woman slid down to suck her tits. She held her aunt's head and it seemed that the woman was going lower and lower and that wonderful warmth Suzy had experienced was seemingly slipping away from her. Then Lorain reached her stomach and Suzy felt her aunt's hands on her asscheeks as a teasing tongue entered her navel, then continued lower.

The sudden realization that her aunt was making love to her caused her to gasp as she related what was happening to her now to her previous sexual experiences. Suzy had lost her cherry the year before, but sex to her was to be associated with quick touches, and frantic back-seat struggles. Now, as she lay there and felt her aunt's mouth above her widely spread legs, she realized there was more to sex than merely fucking!

Then Lorain's mouth closed over her cunt and Suzy felt a rush of blood to her temples that threatened to make her faint. She moaned loudly as the woman's tongue slipped between the lips of her cunt and her mouth sucked gently. She pressed her hands on the top of Lorain's head and raised her hips to that hungry mouth as the older woman began to tongue-fuck her. Then, suddenly, Suzy felt her aunt twist on the bed, pull her down slightly and Suzy found herself lying atop her aunt, her cunt still glued to the woman's mouth. She felt her aunt's hands on her ass and she jumped again as a finger teased her tight asshole, then entered slightly.

Suzy slipped her own arms around Lorain's body and found her face directly above that flaming bush she had thrilled to the sight of. She found a musky scent there and was reminded of her own odor whenever she touched her cunt. She inhaled deeply, then nuzzled her aunt's pussy with her face. Lorain opened her legs and raised her pelvis to the girl.

"Lo... Lorain..." she said softly as her aunt licked and sucked, and in a rush of emotion, Suzy lowered her head to the woman's cunt. She tasted the faintly salty taste and, reaching beneath the woman's ass, she managed to worm two fingers into her cunt from the bottom as she kissed and caressed it from the top with her mouth.

"Oh, yes, baby..." Lorain said, and pushed her body upward. "Suck my pussy, baby... make Lorain cum... make me cum!"

Suzy felt herself cumming and it surprised her, for she had never imagined anything short of her own fingers would do that for her. She sucked furiously at Lorain's cunt as the warmth began behind her knees, spread up her legs to her stomach. The rush of sensation took her breath away, and she found herself arching stiffly as she climaxed with her own tongue deep in her aunt's cunt.

In the heat of their passion, neither of them heard the bedroom door open quietly, then close again.

"Well, well, well..." Suzy heard her father say as he switched on the bed lamp.

Oh, God! she thought as a wave of panic washed over her at the sound of her father's voice. She had her head buried between her aunt's legs and she felt her body begin to shake as Lorain continued to lick her spasming cunt. God, doesn't she know we've been caught? she asked herself, and winced as she felt her aunt's finger pop out of her asshole. She raised her burning face slightly and ventured a glance to her right -- her father was standing there in his shorts, his arms crossed on his chest, scowling down at her.

"Tryst time?" he asked lightly.

Suzy felt Lorain's face pull away for her cunt and the woman sighed, then said, "Hi, lover boy," which Suzy felt was totally inappropriate for the situation.

She cringed, knowing her father was about to explode into a rage and beat them both. But that did not happen, and suddenly she felt her father lying beside her and his hand was on the small of her back.

"You've got the cutest ass I've ever seen, baby -- Daddy ever tell you that?"

Suzy felt herself shake again as his hand closed over the twin mounds of her ass and caressed her gently. "D-Daddy, don't be mad..." she said in that little-girl voice of hers.

"Mad?" he questioned, and laughed lightly as she raised her head. "Honey, I'm tickled to death..." he told her, and pushed his head over Lorain's body and found his daughter's mouth with his own.

The kiss Suzy received from her father was not what she expected. His mouth closed over hers and suddenly she felt his thick tongue push its way past her lips and enter her mouth. She thrilled at its warmth and found herself responding to his touch as his hand went between her legs and touched her dripping cunt.

"That's nice, baby," he said huskily, and slipped his arms around her to pull her from her aunt's body.

"Hey," Lorain said, "don't you two forget me!"

"Three's a party," Suzy heard her father saying, then his prick was in her hand and she felt hands all over her body as he kissed her again. "Daddy... Daddy..." Suzy whimpered as their lips parted and she felt his gigantic cock pulse under her fingers.

"It's okay, baby..." he told her, and lowered his head to her tits to lick them and to take one in his mouth. Suzy watched transfixed as Lorain twisted on the bed and lowered her head to her brother's pulsing prick. And Suzy could not believe her eyes as she saw her father's cock disappear into Lorain's mouth, then she felt her aunt's ups touch her hand where it grasped the stiff prick around its base.

"Here..." her father said, and pushed Lorain away from his cock as he raised up, "she's got to have something in her mouth or she's not happy..." and he lifted Suzy to her knees. "I've got to feel that pussy of yours, baby."

Suzy found herself on her knees, astraddle her aunt's body, when she felt her father's hands on her hips and the head of his throbbing prick touched her wet cunt. "Ohhhh..." she moaned as she felt him pull her against him and Lorain guided his prick into her cunt. Her father inserted his prick into her cunt and shoved. "Ohhh, God!" she cried out as he entered her fully, then she felt her aunt's tongue lick her as her father fucked her.

She leaned forward and saw -- for the first time in the light -- Lorain's spread legs, the flaming bush and the wet cunt. Suzy groaned loudly and dropped her head between the woman's legs to return the fantastic feelings she was enjoying, and she felt her father's hands reach around and cup her tits as they rubbed on her aunt's belly.

"Suck her pussy, baby!" she heard her father tell her, "suck it good -- lick that cunt -- make her blow her nuts!"

Suzy buried her face in that hot place and forced her tongue into Lorain's cunt as her father fucked her furiously from behind. She felt her own juices flowing, as did her aunt's, and her body bucked wildly under the dual attentions of her father's prick and her aunt's mouth.

"Oh... fuck!" her father said as he withdrew his prick to its head, then plunged deeply inside her cunt again. "I... I... I... can't hold it!" her father said loudly, and squeezed her tits tightly as he fucked in and out frantically.

On the brink of her own crashing climax, Suzy buried her face in Lorain's cunt as she felt her father's prick throb wildly deep inside her. His jism gushed forth to fill her pussy to overflowing and he gasped for breath.

The door of the bedroom was thrown open and Suzy looked up, her face wet from her aunt's cunt juices, and she felt as though someone had doused her with a bucket of ice water as she saw her mother standing in the doorway, a horrified expression on her face.

"God..." she heard her mother say, "oh my God!"

The divorce was quiet and Suzy had not seen her father or his sister since that night. Instead, she saw a psychiatrist once a week... and had continued to see him at the doctor's suggestion that her trauma was deep-seated and that it would take quite some time to work through.

Now, Suzy lay face down on her bed as Tom, her stepfather, stood over her, his erect prick in his hand. Do it like Daddy did! Suzy thought as she wiggled her ass over slightly and recalled the thick meat of her father's prick in her cunt.

Tom gazed down at the helpless body of his beautiful stepdaughter. God, he thought, she sleeps like a log! And as he saw her ass move again, he swallowed dryly and reached out to touch her there. Her flesh was so warm it seemed to burn his fingers and he drew them away as he prayed again for her not to wake up.

He glanced apprehensively toward the darkened bathroom and thought of the woman lying asleep in the room beyond. Don't let her wake up, either! he thought frantically as he made up his mind and moved to the end of the bed and climbed on. He knelt between Suzy's spread legs and gazed down at the furry cleft, then in the dim light he saw the puckered ring of her asshole and his prick twitched at the thought. A thrill went through him as he reached out and touched the rubbery surface, still wet with his own saliva. Tom felt her asshole quiver slightly as he pushed his finger in.

Ummm... that feels good, Daddy Tom, she thought as she felt his finger enter her tight ass. She fought to relax as more warm saliva found its way to her asshole and she realized he was lubricating her there. The very thought of it aroused her as his finger wormed its way into that tight channel.

Behind her, Tom considered trying to lie on the girl, but he knew that would be impossible to accomplish without awakening her -- and the horror of her waking up screaming made his prick sag momentarily. And what if he got her pregnant -- then what? How would he explain that to Linda? And Tom had no idea whether or not the girl was a virgin -- if she was, he might cause her pain and that would surely wake her up, he reasoned. No, he thought, he couldn't put his prick in her cunt.

He eased his finger out of her tight asshole and very gently placed his hands on her hips. Slowly, he lifted her body upward until her legs folded naturally and she was propped on her knees and chest. He spit on his prick and guided it carefully to that puckered ring. He felt the outer muscle tighten, then go slack as he pushed forward with his hips and suddenly, he had the head of his prick inside her ass.

Sweating now, he eased forward and felt the girl's muscles clench about the first two inches of his throbbing prick. He withdrew slightly and felt her sphincter relax, then gripping her lush hips in both his hands, he pulled her gently to him and it seemed as though his cock was simply sucked into her hot asshole!

Suzy bit her lip to keep from crying out. But Tom was slow and gentle and once his prick was embedded in her asshole, Suzy relaxed as she felt her body flooded with a new sensation. The warmth of his hands on her hips excited her and she held her breath as he withdrew slowly, stopped, then pushed forward again.

It was good, she decided as she felt his right hand go between her legs and touch her cunt. Then the thought of the last time something this enjoyable had happened to her came like a sudden shock as she recalled her mother standing in the doorway of her bedroom while Suzy was sandwiched between her father and his sister. Jesus, she thought, don't let her wake up this time!

CHAPTER THREE

But Linda Ward was awake. She had awakened the moment her husband had climbed carefully out the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. She had lain very still as she heard him lock the door, then she waited for some normal sound to come through... but it did not and she felt her anger rise as she lay there alone in the bed.

That sonofabitch! she thought. I know what he's going to do! For Linda had awakened a few nights before and it had seemed he was gone from their bed for an unusually long time -- and she had suspected him then, when she heard the door to Suzy's room close, then the toilet flush.

The old fear arose in her chest as she thought: If he touches my baby... and she swore softly beneath her breath as she climbed quietly from her bed. She glanced at her robe where she had thrown it across the chair -- but she decided against putting it on in her haste and moved softly to the bedroom door that led to the hallway of the beach cottage. She eased it open and inside her way down the hall to Suzy's door. It was ajar a few inches and Linda peeked around the corner to see her husband standing beside the bed, his swollen prick in his hand.

That pervert! That rotten bastard! she cursed to herself, and watched as Tom lifted Suzy's hand and curled her fingers around his cock. I ought to walk right in and confront him! she thought, but paused with her hand on the doorjamb as she recalled Dr. Ferber's words: "The child has had an extremely serious trauma -- you must be cautious not to mention it to her again and of course, keep her away from her father... the dear thing told me she was forced to submit to his incestuous advances..."

And Linda wondered what the consequences would be if she burst in at that moment -- Suzy had been going through analysis for nearly two years now and she didn't want to bring about any sort of relapse. And as she watched, she realized that Tom was not actually doing anything -- he was only touching her. I only hope she doesn't wake up!

As she watched her husband fondle her daughter, Linda felt her own passions rise. She kneeled by the partially open door and squeezed her knees together as she recalled her own childhood, and sitting on her father's lap playing the game they both called "Ride the Horsey". A thrill went through her body as she thought about the thing nearly forgotten in her own past, and as she relived those early experiences, she dropped her hand between her legs and rocked gently on her heels.

"Just touch it for Daddy, baby... rub it there..." her father had told her as she straddled him. "Make Daddy feel good and he'll love you forever..." And to make her Daddy love her, Linda would have done anything.

She recalled his rough hands on her body as she played with that thing between his legs and he told her, "And don't tell Mom, Lindy -- or Daddy'll be mad at his baby."

As those early thoughts returned to her, Linda inserted one finger into her dripping cunt and began to masturbate slowly as her husband did much the same thing in the other room -- her daughter's hand closed tightly about his prick. Then, she saw the sheet had been thrown back, and she gasped as she realized Tom was finger-fucking her baby!

The first time that had happened to her, her Uncle Alf had been taking care of her -- and she recalled him offering her a dollar to let him touch her cunt.

"You can do it for free if I can 'Ride the Horsey'," she told him, and climbed into his lap. But Alf had hurt her there and her cunt had bled afterwards. She cried and he gave her the dollar and let her play with his cock until it spit that white stuff like her daddy's did.

Linda inserted two fingers into her cunt and rocked gently back and forth as she felt herself rising. She glanced into the room and stifled another gasp as she saw her husband lying beside Suzy with his hand between her legs. Oh God! she thought, he's eating my daughters pussy -- if she wakes up now...

And Linda forced a third finger into her steaming cunt as she recalled the first time a man had licked her pussy.

Her titties were swelling by the day and it seemed all the boys were constantly pinching, rubbing or trying to grab them. But she wouldn't let them, for Linda knew that boys couldn't keep a secret! Then, as she had walked from the theater on Lincoln Boulevard that summer evening and turned for her home near the beach, she crossed the street and saw that fellow sitting in his car, waiting like he always did around the school. She had seen him other places too -- at the beach, the park, the playground -- and she had seen some of the other kids get in his car from time to time, so he wasn't actually a stranger to her.

"Hi, Linda! Wanna ride?" he asked lightly as she approached, then he swung the car door open for her.

She looked at him and liked his smile even if she didn't know his name -- and the thought of the two-mile walk to her home was not the least inviting to her, so she had climbed in.

They chatted lightly as the man called "Junior" drove slowly toward the beach. Linda glanced about occasionally as she told him about the movie she had just seen with Marilyn Monroe, and she noticed he kept one hand in his lap as he drove and he had a strange smile on his face. Finally, when she had finished, he turned in the seat and asked, "Hey, listen! If you don't have to go right home -- we could have some fun!"

"Ah... what kind of fun?" she questioned, knowing her parents would not be home for hours -- they never were on a Saturday night.

"Well -- I know this place down by the Mud Flats... we could go down there and park and we could catch some kids necking and scare them -- wouldn't that be fun?"

Even at thirteen, the idea didn't sound like too much fun for a Saturday night, but it just might be better than going home to that empty house, she thought -- so she agreed.

When they got there, Junior turned off the headlights and they coasted down a low bill and parked next to a grove of trees with high bushes nearby.

"I don't see any neckers..." she said suspiciously.

"Shhh..." he told her, "it's a little early -- you'll see." Then he looked around and told her, "Come on -- let's get in the back seat where we can hide." And without waiting for an answer, the man climbed over the seat and slid down in the back.

The whole thing seemed rather foolish to her, but Linda went along with it and allowed him to help her over the seat. As he did, his hands cupped her tits and Linda's suspicions were confirmed. As she slid down in the seat, her knees against the front seat, she whispered, "How long will we have to wait?"

"Not long now, you'll see..." he whispered back, and squeezed her bare knee. She liked the feel of his rough hand there and she wondered how she could get him to move it a bit higher up.

But Linda didn't have to wonder long, for as they sat there silently, both craning their necks and looking about, Junior's hand moved slowly up her leg, and she pretended not to notice as it disappeared beneath the hem of her short skirt, then touched her inner thigh. Well! she thought a bit angrily. Why didn't he just say he wanted to play around! It was like an old game to her -- older men always seemed to want it that way -- like it was all happening by accident. Linda decided to go along with the game as the tips of his fingers touched her panties beneath her dress. She moved slightly then as she looked to her left, and let her hand fall to his thigh.

"Still don't see any..." she said as she felt him jump a bit.

"Oh... oh, you will..." he promised breathlessly as she pressed down with her hand as she looked around.

Linda smiled to herself. She didn't quite understand what it was that made men act so dumb when they touched her there, or when she touched them there, but they all seemed to react in the same manner -- her Daddy, her Uncle Alf, Mr. Fritz next door, Mr. Dobbs at the drug store -- and last year, her teacher, Mr. Pringle. And now, Junior. But whatever it was, Linda enjoyed it, and she was beginning to enjoy the sensation building between her legs as Junior's fingers found their way beneath the leg of her panties.

She leaned up again and almost giggled as the movement caused him to lose his hold on the elastic band, and as she looked around this time she moved her hand over the bulge in his pants. Linda just leaned on it as though she didn't even know it was there.

Junior moaned and she felt his other hand close over hem and squeeze. "Sumpin' the matter?" she asked innocently as he tried to get his fingers beneath the leg band of her panties again.

"Uhh... ah, no... nothin's the matter," he replied, and she noticed that he was breathing awfully fast. She sat back and spread her legs a little.

"Scratch right there..." she told him as a finger touched her cuntlips.

"Ali... where?"

"Right there where your hand is... it itches." Junior did that for her and she wiggled slightly as he moved his finger. "Oh, darn..." she said.

"S'matter?" he asked as she reached down and moved his hand away without warning.

"Can't scratch like that!" she said, lifting her hips and quickly removing her panties. "Now you can..."

Junior looked at her, curiously surprised as she sat back, spread her legs and lifted her dress.

"Well, aren't you going to scratch it for me?" she asked, and smiled. Then she reached for his swollen prick and told him, "I could scratch yours for you too if it weren't for those old pants!"

Junior had his pants around his ankles in two swift movements. "There... isn't that better than scaring neckers?" she asked him coyly as his hand went to her cunt and she gripped the throbbing length of his swollen cock.

But it seemed Junior could not speak as she stroked his prick, and Linda lifted her hips slightly as his finger exited her wet cunt. "Oh, that's nice... go deeper..." she told him.

"Oh, God!" he said thickly as Linda raised her left leg and he bent over her pussy, spreading the lips with his fingers. Linda couldn't figure out what he wanted to look at it for, but she was willing to let him so long as he continued playing with it and she could play with his prick. Then a surprising thing happened -- Junior bent over further, and the next thing she knew, his mouth was on her cunt.

"Junior!" she squealed.

"Oh oh, God!" he muttered, and she felt his tongue lick her cunt wetly. It was the first time anything like that had happened to her, but it did feel good and she put her hand on the back of his head and pushed.

Linda felt a strange new sensation growing low in her stomach as the man licked her pussy, then a second surprise came when his arms went around her waist and he lifted her suddenly -- and she found herself lying on her side, his head between her legs. Directly in front of her was his throbbing prick, and as Junior's tongue entered her cunt again, she thought of how nice it would be if she could make him feel as good as she did.

She took hold of his prick with both hands and licked out with her tongue. Just like an ice cream cone, she thought as she heard him moan again. And she found that it also tasted good as she moved her head forward, opened her mouth, and took the soft, plum-like head between her lips. Then Junior reached down with his hand and pushed on her head. She almost gagged, but she managed to take more of his cock in as the feeling between her legs grew -- almost like she had to piss, only better -- and the faster he licked and sucked, the better it got.

She took more of his throbbing cock into her mouth and breathed through her nose to keep from gagging. She felt the cockhead touch the back of her throat and she began to move her hand up and down the length the way the other men liked it, and that was when she felt him stiffen and clutch her head tightly as his prick began to jump. She didn't taste it at first, it was just a warm gushing sensation in the back of her mouth, then she realized what was happening and she began to gulp down the hot cum as he shot his load into her mouth. She felt it dribbling from the corner of her mouth and swallowed faster as she felt herself having that feeling at the same time as him. She squeezed her legs tightly about his head and let out a squeal as that warm sensation flooded her body.

Linda lay there gasping for breath as the feeling passed, and she let his still-stiff cock slide from between her lips as he groaned loudly. After they had lain there for a few minutes, Linda sat up, pulled her dress over her head and laid it across the back of the front seat. She climbed onto Junior's lap and, as she took his prick into her hands and rubbed the head of it against her cunt, she saw the look of surprise on his face as she asked, "Wanna play 'Ride the Horsey'?"

CHAPTER FOUR

Linda sat back on her haunches with four fingers in her cunt and watched as her husband fucked her helpless daughter in the ass. Oh, that sick bastard! she thought angrily as Tom grasped Suzy's hips and eased his cock into her ass. That pervert! How can he do that to her body? she questioned as she rocked back and forth, then stopped suddenly as she became aware of an object that was causing her pain. She lifted herself up a bit and found she had been sitting on Pepe's rubber bone, and as she started to set it aside, she felt the smooth, double knobs on the end.

She swallowed thickly, withdrew her fingers from her dripping cunt and inserted the dog's rubber bone experimentally. Rubbing the double knob over her slit, she felt a rush of pleasure as she shoved it further into her cunt, twisting it around and around as she did. She leaned against the doorjamb as she fucked herself with the animal's toy, and her other hand went to her tits, rubbing one nipple, then the other.

Linda gazed toward the bed and saw Tom reach between Suzy's legs as he ass-fucked her and began to play with her pussy. The sight brought forth yet another memory from her past, and Linda was again transported back to her youth.

Skippy Glen was one compensation, she thought as they walked down the crowded hallway toward the cafeteria at lunch time. Skippy was the captain of the volleyball team and one of the most popular juniors in school. A cinch for student body president the next term, Skippy had his choice of girls, but he had chosen Linda.

"Goin' to the dance Saturday?" Skippy asked as they stopped in the hall to let several others pass by.

"Will if I'm asked," Linda replied.

"Wanna go with me?" he asked, grinning.

"Of course I do, dummy!"

"Okay -- I'll take ya, but it'll cost you a kiss," he said, and put an arm around her shoulder.

Linda looked around at the crowded hallway and said, "Not here, Skippy!"

"Come on, then..." he told her, taking her elbow and steering her to the end of the hall. They turned left and suddenly they were standing beside a closed door -- the door that led to the stairs of the basement boiler room. Skippy looked around quickly, and as a couple walked past and turned for the cafeteria, he opened the door and led Linda into the darkened stairwell. Linda thought of Swede, the school janitor, and she hoped he wasn't downstairs. But that thought went away as Skippy's arms went around her and she realized it was pitch black -- and no light came from the basement. Skippy pressed his body to hers as they kissed and she felt the hand at the small of her back move down and cup the cheek of her ass. Then his other hand took hold of her tit.

"Oh, no..." she protested as his hand snaked beneath her short skirt and tried to pull her panties down. "I'm... I'm in my period, Skippy..."

She felt him freeze as she told him and he swore, "That's shit!" Then Linda felt his hand come out from under her skirt and with both hands on her tits, he shoved. Linda let out a shriek as she tumbled backward in the darkness, and she flailed her arms, trying to catch hold of something to break her fall. Then, as if by magic, something did -- a dozen hands had her and instead of falling, she felt herself being carried down the stairs to the depths of the school basement. She let out a second squeal, then a hand was clamped over her mouth and she heard Skippy order, "Behind the furnace -- quick!"

Then, Linda felt herself lowered to a smelly mattress and as she struggled, her skirt was pulled off, her sweater and bra, then she felt someone tugging at her panties. "Nooo!" she managed to scream as the hand slipped from her mouth momentarily. "You can't! It's my period!"

"Bullshit!" she heard Skippy reply, then order, "Put something in her mouth and hold her down!"

She struggled without effect as someone stuffed her panties in her mouth and several giggles came to her as she was pinned down on her stomach, her arms and feet held tight. Then the light came on. Linda looked up from the mattress and at the gathered crowd around her naked body. It was the whole volleyball team! She heard Skippy saying, "Shit! One hole's as good as the other. I promised you guys a fuck and that's what you're gonna get. Somebody find some grease or something!"

Linda chilled as she realized what the boy meant, and she tightened the cheeks of her ass reflexively as another boy asked, "Hey Skip... how about this?"

"Greasy kid stuff, huh?" he replied, and Linda felt something cold and gooey squirted between her tightly clenched asscheeks. "I'm first," Skippy said with authority. "Loosen it up for you guys!"

She felt his finger slide through the greasy substance and winced as it entered her asshole.

"Man, that's tight!" Skippy said as he withdrew his finger and knelt behind her.

Linda tried to scream as she felt her body being invaded from the rear, but all her thrashing did was to help Skippy's greased cock slide into her ass. She let out a muffled sob then as the first pain of entry passed, and she lay still, trying to relax, for she knew there was no way she could stop them now.

Skippy took hold of her well-fleshed hips and pulled her to him as he slipped his prick into her ass to the hilt. As he withdrew his cock slightly, Linda forced her body to relax, and as she did, she found the sensation somehow pleasant as he plunged into her ass again. Linda let out another stifled cry as she looked around and saw zippers being pulled down and buttons freed. The boys who were holding her arms placed her captive hands on their throbbing pricks as their team captain fucked her in the ass. She felt the warmth of their flesh beneath her fingers and found she could not resist squeezing those hot cocks as the boys moaned at her touch. Then, someone knelt before her and the panties were removed from her mouth.

She gasped for breath, thankful that the gag had been removed, but her respite was only momentary. The boy kneeling in front of her shoved his prick into her mouth and said, "Suck it!" and he took hold of her head as he pushed his cock into her throat.

Linda thrilled as she realized she had a prick up her ass, one in her mouth, and one in each hand. Her fear had vanished and she was suddenly caught up in the wild act as the boy cupped her face gently and fucked in and out of her mouth lewdly. Never in her wildest fantasy had she envisioned herself possessor of so many cocks, and she thrilled again as she felt Skippy clutch her hips tightly and cry out, "Cumming... I'm cumming!"

"Shoot off in her, Skip! Dump your load in her asshole!" someone shouted.

"I'm next!" another called.

"I want her to suck my dick... look at her go!" still another said loudly.

Linda felt the spasming prick deep in her ass, and at the same time, the cock in her mouth exploded, sending a load of hot cum down her throat and she gulped to keep from choking. Her mouth filled with his cum and his prick jerked wildly as he held her head and the boy cried, "Jesus! I came in her mouth!" and he pulled out of her wetly sucking mouth as jism dribbled down her chin.

"Wow!" several of the others exclaimed, and Linda felt the pricks in her hands swelling and the boys tensing as they both began to shoot their loads. She grasped the heads of their exploding cocks and a thrill went through her body as her hands were filled with their hot cum and it oozed through her fingers to run down her arms.

Skippy pulled his prick from her asshole and Linda felt another boy frantically poke her there. "Easy!" she told him, and released her hold on one of the cocks to help him guide his prick into her ass.

"Jesus," the boy said, "she must like it -- she's helpin' me put it in!"

Then both her arms were released and two fresh pricks took the place of the two she had jacked off -- and then she had another one in her mouth as the boys sitting beside her reached under to play with her tits as she jerked them off.

Linda lost track of the number of cocks that shot off in her mouth and ass, and her arms became streaked with cum as she jacked off those too anxious to wait their turn. Then, she realized that someone was cheating as a new prick pushed by her sucking lips and she tasted something vile and acrid... and faintly familiar. She opened her eyes on the brink of her own fifth climax and found Skippy grinning down at her.

"Suck me off, baby!" he told her, and shoved his cock in her mouth.

She pulled off momentarily and spit. "Least you could do is wipe it off!" she told him angrily.

Obligingly, he picked up her crumpled panties, wiped off his swollen prick, then offered it to her again.

"You still gonna take me to the dance?" she asked.

He laughed. "We are gonna take you to the dance -- aren't we, guys?" And the others laughed.

Well, they could laugh if they wanted, she thought, but what other girl could say she had been taken to a dance by the entire volleyball team?

Finally they had exhausted themselves and Linda was left lying on the mattress, soggy now with cum and her own juices. As she lay there tiredly, she realized that she had missed her biology class. "Damn!" she cursed loudly at the thought, and wondered if she would be able to get an excused absence from the class.

She sat up, found her soiled panties and began to wipe herself off. She found the string to the tampon and realized that not one of them had tried to fuck her cunt... and she was a little disappointed about that. She was almost through her period, and to confirm that, she pulled the tampon out, then put it in, then pulled it out, and she closed her eyes as she sat back, her pan ty-covered hand pulling the soggy cotton object in and out of her juicing cunt.

"By gar!" she heard, and opened her eyes to find Swede standing by the corner of the furnace, his eyes wide and his mouth agape. Linda noticed the obvious bulge in his coveralls and tried to cover her tits and cunt with her hands.

"Oh... no, don't stop, Missy..." he said breathlessly. "By God, don't you stop!" and he advanced to the edge of the mattress, rubbing the bulge beneath his clothing.

She dropped her hand tentatively to her knee, then moved the other away and decided if the old man wanted a show to keep his mouth shut, she needed a good cum from her cunt anyway.

As Linda began frigging herself again, Swede came forward as if drawn by a magnet. She watched through half-closed eyes as he unbuckled the straps of his coveralls and let them fall to his knees.

Linda gasped as Swede's prick sprang forth -- it was the biggest prick she had ever seen in her life. She swallowed thickly and reached out to touch it. As her fingers closed around it, she realized just how huge it was -- she could not get her hand completely around it! Swede sank to his knees before her and moaned, "Gar... by gar!"

Linda let go of the gigantic cock and reached out with both hands, shoving Swede gently backward. As he lay back, his mouth wide and his prick standing straight in the air, Linda climbed atop him and took hold of his cock. She shoved the meaty head into her wet cunt and told him, "Fuck me, Swede... fuck me where they wouldn't!"

"Oh... oh..." he groaned, and his eyes bulged from his head as his prick began to jerk wildly, the head of it barely inside her clasping cunt.

"No..." she squealed as she felt him cumming, "not yet, you old sonofabitch! Not yet!" and she stuffed more of his prick inside her as he shot his load and she felt the hot cum oozing out to run down her leg. "Oh, damn!" she cried, and blinked as she looked at him.

Swede was holding onto the sides of the mattress with both hands and his mouth was opening and closing like a fish out of water. Frightened, Linda jumped up and grabbed her skirt and sweater and ran to the end of the furnace where she stopped and looked back. The old man's prick was still twitching and oozing cum, but his eyes had rolled back in his head and he wasn't breathing!

No mention was ever made about the volleyball team incident in the basement, for all of the boys were frightened they might be implicated in the latest school scandal. Swede had been found the next morning, cold and stiff on the mattress behind the furnace, and the rumor was that one portion of his aged body had been particularly stiff. And the story went on to say that he died with a smile on his face.

Tom fought the urge to cry out as he felt himself cumming. His right hand held one of Suzy's tits and his left was furiously finger-fucking her cunt. Then he came in long hot spurts and as the sensation finally passed, it was as though he had just awakened from a trace. Tom realized what he had done!

Oh, God, he thought wildly, she can't possibly still be asleep! And he felt his prick softening and beginning to slip from her tight asshole. He fought for breath as he relaxed his hold on her and eased her forward onto the bed; his prick popped out of her ass and fell limply against his leg as he swallowed thickly and looked down at the still form of his lovely stepdaughter. How could she sleep through that? he wondered. But it appeared that she had as she lay quietly on her pillow, a serene look on her face -- and Tom could have sworn he heard her sigh deeply.

Outside the door of the bedroom, a dazed Linda withdrew the rubber bone from her cunt and shuddered. She blinked as she saw her husband bend over the sleeping form of her daughter and cover her thoughtfully. With great shame, she laid the bone aside and wondered if she had imagined the whole thing. Surely if it had taken place, Susan would have been awakened -- and it was obvious that she was asleep.

She saw Tom turn away from the bed and walk toward the bathroom, and as he did, she stood quickly and scampered back in their room. She lay quietly beneath the sheet, her eyes closed, and tried to separate fact from fantasy, but exhausted as she was from her multiple orgasms, reason evaded her and she wondered simply if perhaps she hadn't dreamed the whole thing... then she wondered if her trip to Susan's door had taken place at all as she heard the toilet flush. Hadn't Tom only been gone a few moments?

The bathroom door opened quietly and Tom returned to the bed, slipped beneath the sheet and turned onto his side. Linda lay there, and as her husband began to snore lightly, she thought: That bastard -- he didn't even kiss me goodnight!

CHAPTER FIVE

As usual, Tom was the first of the household to awaken. As the sun broke the horizon and dissolved the low coastal fog over the beach resort, he climbed from his bed and stretched, then went into the bathroom. Humming to himself as he showered, he thought idly of his midnight tryst with the sleeping girl in the next bedroom.

Thank God she didn't wake up! he thought, then wondered if she were still taking the sleeping pills prescribed by her psychiatrist.

Linda had never gone into any detail regarding her teenaged daughter's "trauma", as it was called, or how that trauma had come about. And Tom really hadn't given it too much thought. It was fashionable, he supposed, to have one's own psychoanalyst in addition to attending a private school. Besides, it hadn't cost him a dime -- the girl's real father paid ample child support and so long as Linda felt that Susan needed special attention, who was Tom to question it? And as he soaped himself, he began to recall the details of the night before, and his prick stiffened in his hand as he thought of the golden girl in the next room...

Suzy heard the shower running and she snuggled beneath the light sheet. She enjoyed the early-morning awakenings at the beach -- cool and quiet and she drew her knees to her chest, then stretched luxuriously as she recalled the sex play she had enjoyed at the hands of her stepfather the night before. She giggled to herself as she thought how naive he was to think that anyone could have slept through that! And she wondered what her analyst would think when she related her "dream lover" to him on her next visit. Toying with the thought and the elaboration's she might use, her hands massaged her tits, then followed the supple contours of her body, across the flat plane of her stomach until the tips of her fingers encountered the golden bush of her cunt. She explored lightly and traced the outline of her pussy as she thought about her analyst, Dr. Ferber... good old nasty Dr. Ferber!

The first time her mother had taken her to see the psychiatrist, Suzy had been somewhat apprehensive, knowing that her mother had probably told the old bastard all there was to tell about her daddy and her Aunt Lorain. But the man's easy manner soon set her at ease and as she looked at him, she realized he wasn't all that old. His gray hair and short beard just made him look that way -- and at least he wasn't fat, she thought as he arose from behind his desk and came around to sit across from her. Suzy was as tall as her psychiatrist, and she soon came to regard him as her "little doll of a doctor".

"Your mother has explained, Susan... so there's no need for you to feel any anxiety over some of the things well be talking about," he said, and smiled warmly.

And Suzy found that to be true. Never once during those first weeks did he broach the subject of sex, her father or her aunt. They talked about a lot of things -- rather, she talked and he listened, which was refreshing for her. Rarely did an adult listen to Suzy, and she always had the distinct feeling that adults were willing to talk to her but never with her. Then, on her fourth visit, Dr. Ferber asked, "How would you like to be hypnotized, Susan?"

"Far out!" she told him.

He chuckled and led her to a low couch, and as she lay back comfortably, he drew a chair to her side and began to talk to her. She felt a little drowsy at first, then she began to wonder what would happen to her -- what she would miss -- under hypnosis. And she didn't want to miss that, for she was perhaps more interested in what would happen if he thought she was hypnotized -- so Suzy played a little game with him.

"Can you hear me, Susan?"

"Yes."

"Fine. Now in a few minutes I'm going to ask you to open your eyes."

"Sleepy..." she replied.

"All right, then... if you prefer, just keep them closed. Is that all right?"

"Yesss..."

"Now you're asleep, Susan. You will not awaken until you hear the snap of my fingers and the command, 'wake up now'. Do you understand?"

"Yesss..."

"Listen carefully now, Susan... you will do exactly as I tell you while you are asleep and you will remember nothing once you've awakened you will remember nothing..."

"Nothing."

"Fine, darling... now I'm going to tell you who I am and I want you to tell me who you are."

"Who... who are you?" Suzy asked just above a whisper.

"I am your father."

"Daddy..." she mumbled, and suppressed a smile, enjoying the game.

"And who are you?"

"I'm Suzy... your little girl..."

"Little girl?" he asked.

"Ummmm... big girl, Daddy..."

"That's better, Suzy... now just relax..." he told her, and Suzy felt his hand on her thigh. She jumped a bit and he said softly, "Just relax, Suzy..."

"Relax..." she repeated, and felt her heart beat faster as she realized what his game was. His hand lifted the edge of the miniskirt she wore and Suzy felt his fingers run between her legs and press the silken material of her panties into the slit of her cunt.

"Does that feel good, sweetheart?" he asked her softly.

"Ummn... good..." she replied, and lifted her body slightly as he massaged her cunt through her panties.

"Tell your daddy what you want, Suzy..."

She hesitated as she thought. Okay, Ferber, you asked for it! "I want... I want..." she said a bit breathlessly.

"Yes?"

"Oh, Daddy -- you know what I want! I want to fuck and suck and lick and do all those things we always do!"

She felt his hand tense on her cunt as he replied thickly, with a note of apprehension in his voice, "You... you do?"

Suzy controlled her urge to laugh aloud and she told him, "Oh, yes... let's do it!" and her hand caught his and held it to her cunt as she thought to herself: Get ready, Doc... I'm gonna blow your mind while you blow your nuts! And holding his hand firmly against her cunt, she began to grind her hips as she spoke, relating her own special fantasy to him as though it had actually happened.

"... like the last time when we had all the kids over and you had that poker party... when Mom was in Palm Springs for the weekend. Remember?"

"Ah... yes, Suzy, go on," he said thickly, and leaned closer to her writhing body as he felt the wetness beneath his fingers.

Suzy related the fantasy party to the psychiatrist, describing the six girls swimming playfully in the family pool while her father and four of his friends drank their beer and played cards in the family room of their large home. She told how the girls, in their play, had removed their bathing suits in full sight of the poker players on the other side of the glass doors that led to the patio and how her father had been the only one with his back turned to the doors.

Then she told Ferber how they had sneaked, one by one, into the bathroom just off the family room and waited in the dark. The men, having seen them, were hesitant at first to enter the bathroom, but finally one of them threw in his hand and asked Suzy's father, "Which way to the can?" He had entered that dark bathroom and found himself confronted by six naked girls who were all over him with hands, mouths and cunts, threatening to scream rape if he didn't cooperate.

Suzy described in vivid detail each of the acts the girls forced the man to perform with them, and she continued through the fantasy as each of the successive poker players made his way to the bathroom during the course of the evening until finally, Suzy's father had gone in to relieve himself and was given the same treatment -- unprotesting.

Then the party turned into a full-blown orgy that lasted two full days with the six teenaged girls and the five middle-aged poker players.

"Yes, yes, go on!" Ferber urged his patient as his finger managed to work past the leg band of her panties and worm its way into her sopping cunt. He sat there, mouth agape as he stroked his cock through the coarse material of his trousers with his free hand.

"Oh, Daddy!" she cried. "Give me some head... suck my pussy, please!"

Nervously, Ferber freed his hand from her grasp and pulled down her panties and dropped them to the floor beside the couch. Almost as an afterthought, he walked quickly to his desk, pressed the button on his intercom and instructed his receptionist to cancel his next appointment, telling her he'd just made a "breakthrough" with the girl, and he emphasized he was not to be disturbed under any circumstances short of fire or atomic attack.

Suzy listened to him and giggled lowly as she squirmed her bare ass against the smooth leather of the couch. She removed her sweater, bra and skirt while he was talking, and when Ferber turned from his desk, she heard him gasp at finding her stark naked and writhing with two fingers in her cunt.

He crossed the room to the lewdly moving teenager and stood enraptured by her supple body. She heard him mutter under his breath, then the sound of his zipper opening came to her above his heavy breathing. As he knelt beside her and laved her inner thighs with his tongue, Suzy told him, "No... Daddy... the way we always do -- I want to suck you too!"

Ferber obliged and climbed onto the couch with his willing patient, and as he buried his face between her legs and tasted the sweet wetness of her dripping cunt, he felt his prick sucked into her voracious mouth and he groaned loudly.

The following week and every week thereafter, Suzy began the session with a simple, "Will you hypnotize me today, Dr. Ferber?" and smiled coyly as she added, "It always makes me feel so good... so satisfied." And he did. He also gave her birth control pills -- their secret -- and a mild sedative to help her sleep when she felt she needed it.

Suzy finger-fucked herself as she imagined herself on the couch in her doctor's office as her analysis went into its third productive year. And in the shower, Tom gripped his soapy, spurting prick as he imagined his stepdaughter's hot, sucking mouth again.

As he emerged from the bathroom dressed in sandals, trunks and a short beach robe, Tom bent over his sleeping wife and kissed her on the cheek. He cupped her ample tit through the sheet and asked softly, "Linda, baby... would you like some breakfast?"

Linda felt his hand on her tit and pushed it off as his words crawled into her ear and lay there like some unwanted houseguest. "Go... way..." she mumbled, and pulled the sheet tightly to her chin. "Lemme sleep... gotta headache..."

Tom straightened and looked down at his wife; the vacation was her time to rest as well as his -- and he wouldn't deny her that, he told himself, and decided on breakfast alone. "Sleep, sweetheart," he told her, "I'll grab a bite, then I'm going for a long walk on the beach."

Just go someplace, she thought, and lemme alone!

Tom passed Pepe in the hallway and he smiled as he saw the tiny dog licking furiously at his rubber bone just outside Suzy's bedroom. Must have been something they put in the rubber, he thought as he entered the kitchen and plugged in the coffee pot as the sound of the shower running came to him through the thin walls of the summer cottage.

Tom whistled brightly as he prepared frozen orange juice and dropped four pieces of rye bread into the toaster. As the sound of the shower stopped, a rush of adrenaline went through his body as he visualized Suzy toweling her lovely body -- and he was struck with the realization that he was going to have to face her in just a few minutes.

He fought his own emotions for control as he heard her moving about the bedroom, opening drawers and rummaging through the closet, and he hoped that in her deep sleep the night before, he had not caused her any discomfort from the ass-fucking... and he chilled again as he pictured the twin mounds, white in the moonlight, accepting his stiff cock into her asshole.

"Thank God she didn't wake up!" he said lightly to himself as he heard her bedroom door open, then close. He picked up a piece of toast and spread butter on it as Suzy bounded into the kitchen, fresh and bright in the morning sunlight that streamed through the windows.

"Morning, Tom... sleep well?" she asked as she brushed his cheek with her lips and slid onto the chair next to him.

Tom felt his face burning and he cleared his throat, fighting for control as he looked at her innocent face. She had her hair braided in two short pigtails and she looked refreshingly naive in the light of day.

"Oh, yes... quite well. And yourself?" he replied as she poured herself a glass of juice and plucked the buttered toast from his fingers.

"Me? Groovy!" she said, and munched the toast as he buttered a second piece. "I had a funny dream, though..." she said, and wrinkled her brow between bites.

Again, Tom flushed deeply and he dropped the toast. Suzy picked it up and said, "Thanks..." and began munching on it as she looked toward him and asked, "You ever have funny dreams, Tom?"

He looked at her for a long moment, then replied, "Ah... I don't know... depends on what you'd call funny..." and he was immediately sorry for the latter part of the remark.

Suzy's eyes twinkled as she said in a low tone and leaned toward him, "Well, let me tell you about this one... it'll curl your hair!"

Tom felt an extreme urge to leave and he stood up quickly, nearly knocking over his chair in the process. "Ah... another time, sweetheart... I'm ah... I'm late for my walk," he said lamely, and started for the door.

"Okay," she said lightly, and sipped her juice, "I'll just have to tell Mom when she wakes up... then she'll want me to tell that dumb old psychiatrist, Doctor Ferber..."

Tom froze, his hand on the doorknob as his stomach knotted with sudden panic. He turned slowly and told her, "Ah... well, maybe you should tell me, darling... you know how easily your mother gets upset."

Suzy wiped her mouth on the corner of the table cloth and stood. She walked slowly to where Tom stood and took hold of the lapels of his beach robe and ran her fingers up and down the edge of the garment.

"Well..." she said lowly with a gleam in her eye, "in this dream -- I've had a couple before -- you came into my room."

Tom felt his knees go weak.

"... but last night's dream was different from the others I've had about you."

"Dif-different?" he asked in a tight voice as he clutched the edge of the counter for support.

"Uh-huh. The beginning of the dream was the same as the others. You came into my room and put something in my hand..."

Tom recalled her squeezing his prick in her sleep and he swallowed thickly as she traced a pattern on his bare chest with her finger.

"Then... I felt you touch me here," she said, and slipped her hand inside his beach robe and tweaked his nipple.

"Oh..." he said lowly, and felt his face flame.

"That was like the other times, but last night, wow!" she exclaimed, and ran her hand flatly over his stomach and smiled as she saw the apprehension on his face. "Last night -- in this dream -- you did more..."

"More?" he asked, and his voice cracked.

"Well... I hope you don't think I'm oversexed or anything, but you laid down beside me and you licked me here..." she said lowly, and moved her hand to his crotch.

Tom almost fainted as her small hand closed over his cock and squeezed it gently through the thin material of his trunks.

"And I sucked you off... and then..." She smiled up at him impishly and said just above a whisper, "Then you fucked me in the ass!"

Tom's heart all but stopped as he heard the obscene words come from her pretty mouth.

"That was some dream, huh?" she questioned, giving his prick a squeeze and letting her hand drop.

"Some... some dream," he repeated dryly.

"Think I ought to tell Mom or Doctor Ferber?" she asked innocently.

"Oh, God!" he said a bit too quickly, then recovered. "I mean, no... your mother wouldn't understand, Suzy -- and your doctor -- well... we don't want him to think you're oversexed, do we?"

Suzy giggled. "No, I don't suppose we do!" She touched his nose with her forefinger and smiled coyly. "You know -- I saw the cutest bikini outfit in the window of the Beach Boutique yesterday... do you think if I bought it, it would take my mind off that dumb old dream... you know, like make me forget it?"

Tom laughed nervously and pulled his wallet from the pocket of his robe as he replied, "Well, we'll never know unless we try, will we?" He opened his wallet, then asked, "... how much was it?"

"Oh, I don't know -- the whole outfit was about fifty dollars, I think."

"Oh..." he said, and stared at the lone twenty in the cash compartment of his wallet.

"That's okay," she said happily, and plucked his Master Charge from its slot, "I'll just use this," and she looked up at him again, "if that's okay with you, Tom."

"Do..." he said, "please do."

"Ciao!" she said, and turned to skip out of the kitchen.

Tom stood there leaning against the counter, his wallet held loosely in his hand. He folded it slowly and wiped the thin line of sweat from his upper lip and thought: That was an expensive Goddamn dream! But he sighed in relief as he realized it was actually a small price to pay to keep Suzy convinced it was just a dream!

CHAPTER SIX

Tom stepped into the early sun and adjusted his sunglasses as he took a deep breath of the fresh sea air. He glanced to his left and over the low fence that separated their cottage from its neighbor.

Glistening with a fine sheen of sweat on his ebony body, Greg dropped the dumbbells he was exercising with and walked to the fence.

"Morning, neighbor," he said brightly, and displayed even, white teeth as he smiled.

Tom felt intimidated and terribly self-conscious when he was around the black man. His ingrained beliefs held blacks to be subservient and docile. This man was definitely not that. Six-foot-three, muscles like Mr. America, highly intelligent and obviously well off enough to spend two months away from whatever it was he did for a living -- these facts left Tom totally disarmed whenever they met. And, Tom thought, the man drove a new Mercedes, too!

"How goes it, Greg?"

"Pretty fair... going for a walk?"

His tone of voice was friendly, but still Tom felt threatened. He glanced at the man's bulging muscles, then averted his eyes, deciding against any mention of exercise. "Ah, yes... thought I'd do that. I like the early beach when it's still fairly empty -- gives a man a chance to think."

"Know what you mean," Greg replied, then asked, "How's the wife?"

The black man's mention of his wife never failed to awaken a fear in him -- he had seen them chatting over the fence on several occasions, and once he had seen Linda, Greg and Greg's wife, Lisa, walking together on the beach. And although Lisa was a lithe, honey-colored woman of ample proportions and great beauty, Tom's fears were still there -- he had heard stories enough to be wary of them.

"Headache..." he mumbled, recalling his wife's words. "Had it all night."

Greg laughed and winked. "They get them at the most inopportune times, don't they?"

Tom felt his face burn and he simply nodded in answer and turned for the beach, leaving the black man standing by the fence grinning after him.

Linda heard the screen of the front door slam, then she listened as Tom left the cottage by the back door and struck up a conversation with someone there. She sighed deeply as she realized she had the place to herself for a while -- Tom's walks usually lasted for the better part of two hours. "An hour's walk and an hour's return," he told her constantly. "All the exercise a body needs to stay in shape." And he really believed it, she thought, and wondered where Susan was off to so early -- and she wondered too, where children found all their energy, for she knew that her daughter was not likely to return before lunch, as had been her pattern since they had taken the summer cottage there at Beach Bay.

Linda threw the sheet from her naked body and stretched luxuriously. Well, she thought, at least she'd have a little peace and quiet until her husband returned. She sat up, swung her long shapely legs from the bed and padded barefoot into the bathroom to relieve herself. As she wiped herself with the wadded tissue, she winced -- why should she be sore there? And she spread her legs a bit to look at her cunt. There were no signs of irritation, but she was damned sure sore! Odd, she thought as she flushed the toilet and stepped into the shower -- she and Tom hadn't made it the night before -- and even if they had, he certainly wasn't big enough to cause her any soreness!

And Linda had no memory of the night before. Her inherent guilt surrounding masturbation was like so many women's, and the stigma attached to such a vile act simply blocked out her memory whenever such a thing occurred. She had been taught at a very early age not to touch herself down there, and she had grown up with the belief that if she did, she would surely grow warts, go blind and possibly insane if she abused her own body. So rather than face the possibility of any of those horrible things, Linda merely shut it out of her mind -- and with it, the memory of her husband fucking her daughter's defenseless ass.

Standing beneath the needle-sharp spray of the shower, Linda hummed lightly as she cleansed herself, and she felt a rush of blood to her temples as she soaped between her legs and allowed her fingers to penetrate the lips of her cunt. It might cause warts, she thought, but it certainly felt nice -- even if she was a bit sore. Massaging herself gently, she wished suddenly that Tom were there -- and she wondered if he would appreciate early-morning sex... he always seemed to prefer waiting until she was so tired from a day's activity, that it was difficult for her to enjoy it thoroughly.

Damn! she thought, and scolded herself for acting like some sex-starved teenager. She rinsed and turned the shower off, and as the water stopped, she heard the rear door open and close, then Pepe barked loudly. Perhaps Tom had decided against his walk after all and perhaps they could...

She stepped from the shower and took a large towel from the rack as the door of the bathroom swung open. Linda froze, and her mouth opened wide, her naked body dripping water to the floor.

"Heard you had a headache..." Greg said nonchalantly, and held up a small bottle of Excedrin.

Linda gave a start as the black man spoke, and reflexively, her hand went to her mouth as he reached inside the door and set the bottle on the counter. She stood there, eyes wide as the water puddled about her feet.

Greg smiled warmly and leaned against the doorframe as Linda swallowed thickly and let her eyes roam from his broad shoulders to his muscular chest, to his flat stomach. There, her eyes stopped, for she realized suddenly that her summer neighbor was clad only in brief trunks, and she had noticed the huge bulge at his crotch too many times before to think it wouldn't be there now.

And Linda had been both fascinated and frightened by Greg's color. Time after time, she had found herself drawn irresistibly to the kitchen window to pull the curtain aside and simply stand there and watch as he went through his daily routine of exercise, his black body glistening with sweat, his muscles bulging -- and the sight had never failed to arouse her sexually. Now, that source of arousal stood only a few feet away from her, nearly naked, and she... she was naked! She clutched the towel to her suddenly to cover that nakedness.

"Don't..." Greg said softly, and his right hand reached out and took the towel from her. "To cover such a beautiful body is a waste, Linda," he told her in velvet tones, and Linda felt herself blush from her toes to the top of her head as she stood nakedly exposed before him.

She made no move to retrieve the towel as Greg let it drop to the floor and smiled disarmingly. She felt rooted to the spot, and her eyes followed his hand as he let it move to his crotch and he began to massage his cock gently. Linda's mouth dropped open again as she looked at the bulge there -- and it seemed to grow before her eyes. Then she gasped as the purple head of his cock pushed forth from the top of his tight trunks and continued to grow straight upward, lying flat against his belly.

When his cock had reached full erection, Greg took hold of it with one hand and reached out and placed his other hand on Linda's arm. As he drew her to him, she felt the heat of his body and she was terrified momentarily as that gigantic prick touched her tits. Greg pressed himself to her and his cock lay in the valley between her lush breasts. Linda looked down at it and found it nestled against her chin.

"Oh... oh, God..." she whimpered as she felt the velvet smoothness of his prick rub her gently and send wave after wave of electric sensation through her body.

"Go ahead, Linda... that's what you really want, isn't it?" he asked in a low, husky tone as his arms enclosed her and his hands cupped the cheeks of her ass.

Linda swallowed dryly and licked her lips as Greg raised himself up a bit and the head of his swollen prick touched her lips.

"Oh... oh, don't make me suck it don't make me put it in my mouth!" she cried, but did nothing to break his hold on her body.

Greg smiled and rubbed the cheeks of her naked ass as he told her, "I'm not going to make you do anything, baby... I'm going to let you..." He released his hold on her ass, took her wrists gently and moved her hands between them to encircle his prick.

Linda whimpered as her hands closed about that huge shaft. She closed her eyes and swallowed back her fear as she opened her mouth slowly and took the smooth knob of his cock into her mouth. A thousand erotic thoughts raced through her mind as she closed her mouth about its velvet surface and she shuddered slightly as she realized she was standing flat-footed and sucking a man's cock while he stood as flat-footed as she. Taking more of the cock into her wet mouth, she sucked and licked as she felt his hands go to her ass again and pull her to his body. Moving her hands up and down its great length, she thought frantically, God... it must be a foot long!

And as though he were reading her thoughts, she felt his lips nuzzle her ear and whisper, "Fourteen inches, baby. Do you know what it feels like to be fucked with a prick that big?"

The length of his cock staggered her imagination and she knew beyond question that she would never be able to take that entire, terrible thing into her body... but the thought of being impaled on it excited her, and she took more and more of it into her mouth as she felt Greg's hands move up her body to her armpits and lift her gently from the floor. He carried her, still sucking, back into the bedroom, and they fell together side by side to the bed. Linda was overcome by the warmth of his body, and as his hands pried her legs apart, she felt him insert a finger into her cunt and rub it gently against the rising bud of her clit.

"Suck it, baby... take more of it in and use that tongue!"

Linda tried, but she could get no more into her mouth than was there, so she compensated by laying his cockhead wildly with her tongue and running her hands up and down the length of the shaft. Then she felt Greg remove his shorts, pull her head gently from his prick and roll her to her back.

"Oh... no! God, no!" she whimpered. "You're not going to put it in me!" She pushed ineffectively as he mounted her.

"You're gonna love it, baby," he said confidently, and lowered his hips between her lewdly splayed thighs.

"No..." she protested weakly as she felt the head of his huge prick nudge her slit. She wiggled, then for some unknown reason, Linda found her hands between them, and instead of resisting, she found she was guiding that great cock into her cunt and thrusting her hips upward to meet his first violent thrust.

"No... don't fuck me!" she whined, and opened her eyes to find him grinning down at her. She grasped his taut asscheeks as he plunged deeply inside her, and she felt her first orgasm coming unannounced. She shuddered as the first wave of emotion washed over her nakedly writhing body as she protested with her voice and obeyed with her body.

Suzy looked at herself in the full-length mirror and turned slowly as the owner of the Beach Boutique smiled at her. "It's beautiful..." Suzy said, and ran a hand to her bare stomach, "but it's cut awfully low, don't you think?"

The dark-haired woman licked her lips as she surveyed Suzy's lush body as it tried to push its way out of the confines of the brief bikini. "No... not really," she said huskily, and reached out to touch the girl's belly. "You might consider shaving a bit here..." and she indicated the tuft of pubic hair as it poked from beneath the waistband of the bathing suit.

Suzy thrilled at her touch and blushed. "Think I should?"

The woman swallowed thickly and rubbed the teenager's belly lightly, then drew her hand away as she glanced to the front of the shop where her salesgirl was waiting on another customer. "Step into the dressing room, honey, and I'll show you there's nothing obscene about a little shaving."

Suzy looked at the older woman apprehensively, then decided, why not? She stepped into the curtained room and watched as the woman drew the heavy drape that closed them off from the main shop. The woman turned and smiled at her as she lifted the brief skirt she wore and displayed a pair of panties every bit as brief as the bikini Suzy wore. Suzy gawked as she realized the woman had shaved her entire cuntal area, and it looked as smooth as a baby's beneath the silken material of her panties.

"Ah... doesn't it bother you... not having hair down there?" she asked as the woman pulled the panties down so she could see her shaven cunt.

"Not at all... there's no hair to hold an odor... and all my friends just love it," she said huskily as she stepped out of her briefs.

"How... how does it feel?" Suzy asked curiously.

The woman moved closer to her and took her hand in hers. "See for yourself," she said, and placed Suzy's hand on her smooth cunt.

Suzy felt a thrill go through her as she touched the mound between the woman's legs. She looked up at her and opened her mouth to speak, but the woman gathered her into her arms and pressed her mouth to hers.

Shocked, Suzy struggled momentarily as the woman's tongue entered her mouth, then she relaxed as she felt a warm hand enter the front of her bikini and a finger enter her cunt.

"Oh... oh..." Suzy said as their mouths parted.

"Like that, sweetheart?" the woman asked as she fingered her cunt gently.

"It... it feels good..." she said, and stood transfixed as the woman undid the bra of the suit and let it fall to the floor. She lowered her head to Suzy's tits and sucked one and then the other, her finger sending waves of pleasure through the girl's cunt.

"Oh... that's good..." Suzy mewed as the woman's mouth left her tits and she kneeled before her to remove the bikini bottom. Suzy hunched her hips forward as the woman's mouth brushed her pussy, then the electric shock of contract came and Suzy felt a tongue in her cunt. She glanced to her right and saw herself being sucked in the mirror, and she placed her hands on the woman's head and pulled her to herself strongly.

"Oh, yes... yes... suck me... make me cum... suck my pussy!" she cried lowly.

As she dressed, Suzy looked coyly at the woman sitting on the upholstered bench, smoking quietly, her eyes on the girl's body. As she pulled her sweater over her head, Suzy went to the woman, bent forward and kissed her tenderly and said, "I do get a discount, don't I?"

The woman laughed throatily and pinched Suzy's tit as she kissed her again, then told her, "Honey... I have a sale every Friday... but for you, the sale's on every day!"

On her knees, Linda took the length of Greg's huge black cock into her cunt and shuddered on the verge of her fourth orgasm as his hands dug into her hips. Wave after wave washed over her as she felt him cumming again, and the last thing she remembered was thinking, God... what if Tom found out!

CHAPTER SEVEN

Tom had walked well past the confines of the private beach and found himself now on the public beach as he felt the first stirring in his loins. He had been making the walk each day since their vacation had begun, and he had found the place on his first trip from the private beach, several days before. A feeling of excitement caused him to pick up his step as he looked about at the tanned bodies of the early bathers spread about on the sand. He looked down the beach and saw the low profile of the building where it set back near the cliffs and the stairway that led to the coastal road above. As he walked deliberately toward the building, the excitement built -- for as a boy, Tom had never engaged in any sex play other than the usual masturbation, locked safely in the family bathroom, or beneath the covers of his own bed. Even marriage had not fulfilled all his needs, and he found himself still curious about other forms of sexual gratification.

Tom entered the public restroom and found the cool darkness refreshing after the bright sunlight of the beach. The faint odor of piss was mixed with the salty scent of the ocean, but he found it not unpleasant as he stared toward the row of stall toilets with their hinged doors and wooden partitions. He bent slightly and searched for some other occupant, and he was slightly disappointed when he saw all the stalls were empty. Walking to the center stall, he pushed open the door hesitantly and looked inside, then over his shoulder as he entered. Well, it was still early, he decided, and closed the door and locked it. He pulled his trunks down as he sat on the cold toilet and lit a cigarette. He glanced from wall to wall, and on his left, he noticed the hole someone had carved there long ago. Above it was printed in rough letters: SHOW IT HARD TO GET IT SUCK. He chilled slightly and peeked through the hole to the empty stall, then turned his attention to the obscene scribbling on the walls of the toilet.

Tom was reading and stroking his hardening prick as he heard someone enter the restroom and his heart beat faster. He listened as someone coughed, then entered the stall on his left. Hiding his prick between his legs he leaned forward and smoked as he heard the toilet next to him flush, then someone coughed again as they sat down.

Finally, Tom sat back and chanced a glance through the hole. He saw a pair of hairy legs, and poking up from a thick growth of pubic hair was a short thick cock. As he watched, the man in the adjoining stall began to play with himself, and Tom felt his own cock growing. He leaned back and took his prick in his hand and began to stroke it in time with his neighbor. Then, Tom saw the eye at the hole, then the mouth, and a thrill of excitement went through him as he stood slowly and shoved his prick into the hot, wet mouth on the other side of the partition. He heard the man groan slightly as he swallowed the entire length of Tom's prick and sucked voraciously.

Pressed against the plywood barrier that separated them, Tom hunched into the sucking mouth, and his eyes locked onto a message written in a neat, printed hand: IF YOU WANT TO WATCH YOUR WIFE GET FUCKED WITH 14" OF BLACK PRICK -- CALL GREG. There was a number Tom recognized to be a local Beach Bay phone number. Below, was written: RATES ON REQUEST.

He wondered if that "Greg" was his neighbor Greg, and as he felt himself rising toward a climax, Tom closed his eyes and visualized his wife, Linda, lying beneath that huge black body with its pistoning prick in her cunt. He let go and felt himself sucked as the vision dissolved and he pulled back to the protestations of the man next door. His prick flopped limply to his thigh and quickly, Tom pulled up his trunks and left the restroom as the head of a chubby prick poked itself through the hole where his had just been. He heard the man swear lightly as he left the dank darkness of the place and entered the sunlight of the beach.

He heaved a sigh and wondered idly what pleasure one man could possibly get from servicing another, as had just been done to him. And he thought again of the message at eye level in the restroom. Fourteen inches? Jesus! he thought, and lit another cigarette. He found a bench along the south wall of the building and sat there in the shade. He glanced to his right and saw the entrance to the women's restroom and he wondered idly if things of a homosexual nature went on in there as well.

He had only been sitting there for a few minutes when he heard two girls giggle and come from the restroom. "She is too much!" one said, and the other replied, "The greatest!" Then they saw Tom sitting there smoking and blushed as they turned their backs on him and ran down the beach. He wondered who they were talking about, and as he did, he saw a lithe redhead walking up the beach toward the toilets. He averted his eyes as she paused in her approach, then she stepped out and walked directly into the restroom.

Tom followed her curiously with his eyes and wondered what kind of illicit sex went on inside the gray walls of the women's restroom. His curiosity would not abate, and as he flipped the cigarette butt away, he stood and looked around; the beach was fairly deserted here at the far end, and there was no one around close enough to distinguish their faces. He swallowed thickly, looked about again, and walked quickly into the women's side.

It was dark -- much darker than its male counterpart next door. He stood for a moment in the darkness, then, as he heard a loud groan, he turned his attention to the double row of stall toilets in the center of the room. He glanced to the high windows and realized why the place was so dark -- the windows had been painted over, blocking any light from the sun -- and the light fixtures overhead were not operating.

He walked softly to the toilets and peeked beneath the doors. In the third from the end on the back side, he saw a pair of feet, spread wide inside one of the booths, and he heard the groan again. He swallowed back his apprehension as he saw a second pair of feet in the same stall, and he opened the door of the neighboring toilet and slipped inside. There, it was truly dark, and he took a seat and listened, his ear against the partition.

"Oh... yessss... suck my cunny... suck me off..." he heard a girl saying. "Oh, God... that's so good when you use your tongue like that!"

Tom felt his cock rising, and he pictured one girl sucking another in the adjacent booth. Then, his heart skipped a beat as he heard someone else enter the restroom and the door beside his opened then closed. He glanced to his right and saw a bare foot in the open space between the partition and the floor. The foot entered his stall and he realized that the girl was looking for some sign. He reached down with nervous fingers and touched the girl's bare ankle, then ran to her full calf as he heard her say something. The leg pulled away and Tom saw a pair of well-developed thighs appear in the open space as the girl knelt and displayed her bare cunt. He reached forward and stroked that cunt as the girl in the next booth grabbed hold of his hand and hunched against his fingers. Then he heard her more clearly as she whispered through the partition, "Can I come over? Will... will you do me if I come over?"

Tom felt a rush of panic -- if the girl entered his booth expecting another woman and found a man... but he realized that it would be difficult to tell as dark as it was. He leaned forward and whispered back, "Yes..."

Then Tom sat up, buttoned his beach robe to the collar and took the towel from about his neck and draped it over his head as he heard the girl leave the booth next to his. He slipped the bolt and sat back as the girl entered. He could not distinguish her age or her features in the dim light, but he was fully aware of the wide flare of her hips as she opened her own robe to display a dark clump of pubic bush and well-developed hips.

"Oh... Momma... Suck me off..." the girl told him, and moved forward as Tom reached out nervously and slid his hands up the back of her legs. He nuzzled her belly and licked his way to her cunt as she spread her legs, and he thought again of the pretty redhead he had seen enter earlier and who was moaning and groaning in the next stall.

"Ummmn..." the girl said as he spread the lips of her cunt and licked. "I was afraid I was gonna have to wait in line -- you're new here, aren't you?"

"Uh-huh..." he muttered as he sucked her cunt.

"Oh, Momma... you're better than Bobbie and she's the greatest!" the girl told him as he licked up and down her cunt and she hunched her hips to him.

In the next stall he heard the red-haired girl reach a shuddering climax and he listened as the woman there told the girl, "Send all of your friends in, honey, and Bobbie will give them some head, too."

Tom lapped the girl's cunt furiously, and as he did, the head of his prick popped up from between his legs as the girl moaned under his licking tongue. He shoved his cock back between his legs, frightened that she might notice it, then suddenly, she pulled away from him and bent down closely to his face.

"I... I want to do you..." the girl said passionately, "I... I never have done it before, but you're making it so good for me... please let me suck your cunt too."

Tom swallowed thickly and realized the jig would be up if she even touched him, let alone "did" him. He whispered, "No, honey... turn around and I'll do you... with... with a dildo."

"Oh, yes!" the girl said huskily, and turned her back on him.

Tom stood slowly and took hold of the girl's hips and turned her around until she faced the toilet. He raised the robe over her back and let it fall on her shoulders as he took in the broad ass and full thighs. She sure wouldn't win any beauty contest, he thought as he spread her legs and guided his prick into her cunt from the rear. The girl gasped and clenched the muscles of her twat as he worked his way in.

"Oh... oh, shit, that's real!" the girl said, and wiggled against him.

"It just seems that way..." he whispered, and reached around to fondle her large titties as he stroked in and out of her cunt from behind.

"Oh... oh, Momma," the girl moaned. "Fuck me... fuck me hard... fuck me deep... oh, shit! Squeeze my titties... fuck me!"

Tom obliged and felt his own orgasm building. He wondered what the girl would do when the "dildo" shot a load of hot cum into her cunt... and as he thought about it, he knew that wouldn't be fair to her. He decided to pull it out and let it shoot between her legs, and as she bucked wildly under his hands and choked out, "Cumming... I'm cumming... cumming... fuck me... FUCK ME!" Tom pulled his spurting prick from her cunt and felt his jism pulse from the head of his prick into thin air.

Quickly, he pulled up his trunks and backed out of the booth while the breathless girl stood bent over, holding onto the lid of the toilet as she called, "No... don't leave yet."

But Tom left. He hurried from the darkness of the restroom and into the sunlight of the beach. He took off at a trot toward the other end of the beach and the private resort area, leaving behind the public restrooms, the homosexuals and the bare-assed girl bent over the toilet, wiping cum from her chin and wondering how a dildo had managed to do that.

"Tonight?" Greg asked as he pulled on his trunks and looked down at the exhausted Linda lying with her legs still splayed on the bed.

"I'll try... Tom might not go for it..."

"Don't worry about old Tom... Lisa will take care of him for us. You just put the idea there... well do the rest," he told her, and bent down to kiss her on the stomach before he left. Linda shuddered at his last touch and closed her eyes as she heard the door close. Sleep came quickly for her and she pulled the sheet over her naked body as she rolled to one side.

When Tom entered the beach cottage, he went directly to the refrigerator and opened a can of beer. He saw Pepe beneath the table and wondered where Linda was -- surely, she still wouldn't be in bed -- would she?

But that's where he found her, sleeping soundly still, wrapped in the sheet. He looked at her lush outlines and thought again of the night before when he had had sex with Linda's teenaged daughter. The two were so much alike, he thought as he drained the last of his beer and set the can on the dresser. He slipped out of his beach robe, and as he did, Linda rolled over in her sleep and the sheet fell away, exposing her naked body.

He looked at her golden bush and was surprised as he felt the stirring in his loins. Jesus! he thought, I'm the one who's oversexed! He sank to his knees beside the bed and moved his head between his sleeping wife's legs. As his mouth closed over her cunt and his tongue entered her, he tasted an unfamiliar musky substance and he wondered at that... then he heard her moan in her sleep and he wondered at that too. Greg?

Tom mixed drinks as Linda finished dressing. He looked up from the small bar as she entered the room wearing a see-through blouse of pale-blue lace and a pair of hip-huggers a shade darker. The blouse fell several inches short of her waist and Tom felt a twinge low in his crotch as he saw her golden belly exposed.

"... do you think that's the sort of thing to wear to a party, darling?" he asked, and glanced toward Suzy, who entered behind his wife, wearing an identical top and a brief miniskirt.

"Don't be so old-fashioned!" Linda scolded, and picked up her drink from the bar as she glanced toward the clock in the corner. "Besides, it's not a party... Greg and Lisa have just invited us over for a few drinks and some friendly conversation," she told him, and allowed Suzy a sip of her drink.

The girl made a wry face and remarked, "I don't see how you can say that tastes good."

Linda laughed lightly and took her glass, then asked Tom, "What time are Vicki and Chuck supposed to be here?"

"Any time now, darling," he replied, and looked to Suzy. "Are you and Pam going to the movies?"

"Uh-huh," the girl said, and winked at her mother. "Deep Throat's playing at the bay... thought we'd go see it again." Tom dropped the ice dish as both Linda and Suzy laughed at him, then Suzy said, "I'm just kidding, Tom -- don't look so shocked."

Linda turned on the stool as she saw Chuck's car pull in behind their own. "Oh, they're here," she said, and leaned forward to kiss Suzy. "Have a good time, Susan -- don't stay out too late."

"I won't," she said, and walked behind the bar and raised her cheek for a kiss from Tom. "Have a good time at the party," she said, and rubbed his crotch as her mother walked to the door. "If I have one of those groovy dreams again tonight, I might just have to include Pam... she's staying the night, you know..."

Tom's face burned fiercely as Suzy went around the end of the bar and met Pam, the Hoagartys' daughter, at the front door. She spoke to Vicki and Chuck as they entered, then she and Pam walked down the path, and headed toward the business district of Beach Bay, their heads together in deep conversation.

Tom felt the same panic he had that morning, but surely she wouldn't tell Pam, he thought hopefully as he set two more drinks on the bar and forced a smile as Vicki slid onto a stool and leaned forward to kiss him lightly.

"Hi, guy... how's the vacation agreeing with you?" the pert brunette asked, and Tom saw her nipples through the sheer blouse she was wearing. He felt his prick go hard at the thought of touching them, and he cleared his throat as he answered.

"Never felt better," he said, and he took along pull on his drink as Chuck sat, his arm about Linda's waist with his hand on her bare flesh.

Chuck picked up his drink, tested it, and asked, "What's this about a party we're supposed to go to?"

Linda let her hand lie on his thigh and said lightly, "Not a party, really -- just the neighbors asked us over for a few drinks. They're neat people, Chuckie... I'm sure you'll like them."

Tom poured the drinks as they chatted lightly and he was overly conscious of the way Linda acted toward Chuck -- no differently than she usually acted -- but it disturbed Tom to see his wife so free with her hands and her kisses. He found Vicki looking at him and he flushed as he realized he had been staring at her compact tits -- two sizes smaller than his wife's, but full and pointed. Tom drained his glass and poured another round.

"Better slow down, partner," Chuck remarked, "you'll never last the night," and they all looked up as a knock sounded on the front door.

Tom went around the end of the bar, saying, "Must be Greg... I'll get it," and he hooked his toe on the corner of the throw rug.

"Careful, Tom, looks like you've got a load on already!" Vicki chirped, and the others laughed as Tom recovered and went to the door.

He found Greg standing there, dressed in white pants, sandals and a white calypso shirt that was opened to the waist.

"Good evening," he said as he entered, and glanced at the trio sitting at the bar. Vicki's mouth dropped open and Chuck stared at Greg -- the Wards had neglected to mention the fact that their summer neighbors were black.

"Ah... Chuck, Vicki... this is Greg, our next-door nigger," Tom said, and felt himself go cold as he realized what he had just said. Linda glared at him, her face a bright crimson beneath her tan, and Vicki caught her breath at Tom's remark.

Chuck extended his hand and found it engulfed in both of Greg's as the black man smiled warmly and remarked, "Pay no mind to him." He gestured with his head to Tom. "You know how these rich honkies are." They all laughed, relieving the tension.

The five people shared a quick drink, and during the course of the brief conversation between Chuck and Greg, Tom glanced toward Linda, who had just whispered something in Vicki's ear. Vicki's eyes widened and Tom could have sworn she mouthed the word "fourteen". But he couldn't be sure -- his head was a little fuzzy and he knew he would have to taper off if he expected to get home that evening without being carried.

"Listen," Greg said, turning to Tom, "why don't we go on over to my place... Lisa has some hors d'oeuvres on ice and I've got some wine I've been saving for a special occasion."

The others agreed, and arm in arm they crossed the narrow expanse of lawn that separated the Wards' cottage from its neighbor. Greg opened the door and stood aside as they entered, a broad smile on his face.

Tom and Linda walked into the living room and stopped in their tracks as Chuck and Vicki did the same. They looked around the room, a look of surprise on their faces.

"Good Lord..." Tom said just above a whisper.

"Is it real?" Linda questioned.

"Fantastic!" Vicki exclaimed.

"Early Harem..." Chuck put in as Greg closed the door.

The two couples stood transfixed as Greg walked to a big tape deck and pressed a button. The room was filled with the plaintive sounds of a classical guitar, and Tom recognized the artist as Segovia. The room was devoid of furniture and the wall directly to their left was covered by antique mirror squares. Red lamps hung from the ceiling in three corners of the room and the entire atmosphere was one of sensuous warmth. The carpet underfoot was a deep, fur-like material, and in the center of the room -- arranged in a circle -- were six pillows of gigantic proportions. In the center of the pillow group sat a tall bronze hookah with a cut-glass body and several hoses that hung from receptacles at its neck. A light cube, two-feet square sat beneath the tape deck, and it seemed that the changing colors oozed from its opaque surfaces in tempo with the music. The arched doorway that led to the kitchen was beaded, as were the three windows of the room. As the light from the cube changed in intensity, the brighter rays were captured in the cut beads and sparkled like an electric fire along their many faceted surfaces.

"Like it?" Greg asked as he turned from the tape recorder.

"Jesus..." Tom said, "it's unreal..."

Greg laughed. "We call it our play room... it has a relaxing effect -- lets a person shed his or her inhibitions... if you know what I mean." He gestured toward the pillows. "Sit down... take off your shoes and kick back... I'll give Lisa a hand," and he pushed through the beaded curtain and left them alone.

"What kinda party'd you say this was?" Chuck asked suspiciously.

"Oh, come on, you two... relax!" Linda said, and slipped out of her sandals and chose a pillow.

Tom looked at his friend and shrugged. "Might as well," he said, and kicked off his shoes and sat, his eyes on Vicki as she slid down on a pillow to his right and her exposed navel seemed like another eye in the dim, red light.

Chuck sat beside Linda and leaned forward to examine the hookah. "Hey..." he said, "it's real!"

Linda giggled and rubbed his thigh. "Did you think it was there just for effect?"

Vicki leaned back and her hand touched Tom's. "This is gonna be nice, Tom... I've always..."

Then they all looked up as the beads parted and Lisa entered carrying a tray. Chuck blinked in disbelief as the breathtakingly beautiful woman set the tray beside the hookah, then turned and kissed him squarely on the mouth.

"Welcome to our home..." she said in a husky tone, then turned and kissed Tom.

Linda could not believe her eyes as Lisa moved to Vicki, cupped her chin in her hand and kissed her fully on the mouth. Then, Lisa took Linda's hand and bent to kiss her. Linda felt her soft, warm lips close over her own and just the tip of her tongue came forth in a teasing, arousing manner. As their lips parted, Lisa told her, "I'm so happy you decided to come, Linda..." and she straightened as Greg entered carrying a tray wit a carafe of ruby liquid and six, long-stemmed wine gasses.

Both Tom and Chuck had difficulty tearing their eyes away from the lovely black woman as she sat between them and crossed her long, bare legs. She was wearing a short, belted kimono that was either silver or white, but with the red hue from the lamps it was difficult to tell. The garment was open to the waist and as she leaned forward to take a glass of wine from Greg, Tom saw her well developed tits exposed, and he swallowed thickly.

All watched in silence as Greg poured and passed the glasses about. When they each had one, he raised his glass and toasted, "To good friends... to warmth... to love..." and he glanced about at each of them. "And to the fulfillment of desires."

They dank, then Chuck asked, "Ah... what kind of wine did you say this was, Greg?"

He smiled and tasted his again. "Burgundy... electric burgundy."

Lisa passed the cubed hors d'oeuvres, and as Tom tasted one, he found it sweet, yet somehow acrid in taste. He washed it down with wine and found that the taste somehow changed when mixed with alcohol.

"Do you like them?" Lisa asked as she saw Tom reach for another.

"Different... what is it?"

She smiled and replied, "Mead, cannabis and sesame..."

Tom heard, but it didn't register as he felt quite relaxed and at the same time lifted by the overall atmosphere of the room.

Lisa stood and walked to the tape deck, and though she didn't change the tape, it was as though she had switched in another channel and the sounds that came from behind -- or melded with -- the guitar were disturbingly familiar. Small animal-like mews came from the speakers, and below that, the sound of two people breathing heavily.

She sat again and smiled as she said, "Greg and I believe in the adage, 'if it feels good, do it', and we like to share this with our friends." She looked at Tom and asked, "Do you like me?"

Tom blushed as he looked toward Linda. "Ah... yes... you're quite beautiful."

She kissed him lightly, then faced Chuck, "And you, Chuck -- do you think me beautiful, too?"

He swallowed thickly and nodded.

Lisa smiled. "Would you both like to make love with me?"

Vicki expelled her breath and Lisa looked toward her. "Is that such an unusual question? We women know that the first thing a man thinks about when he sees a beautiful woman is making love to her... but we have the option, no? I believe that people should be honest... if they desire each other and both parties are willing, they should do that..." She stood and beckoned to Vicki and Linda. "Come, I have other robes -- perhaps you'll find them more comfortable than the clothes you're wearing." And like two children, the women stood and followed Lisa from the room.

As the women left them, Greg leaned forward and struck a long waxed match and lifted the cover of the hookah bowl. He fired a dark, charcoal-like substance and took one of the tubes and inhaled deeply. He passed another to Tom, then to Chuck, and as he exhaled he said, "Lisa is really very good -- I hope you enjoy her."

Tom looked at Greg hesitantly and he knew that if he went along with what was going on, it would mean that Greg would fuck Linda... and the vision of her lying in his black arms stirred his excitement. He took a deep drag on the hashish and glanced at Chuck, who had remained silent. After the first drag, Chuck smiled in an odd manner and looked directly at Greg.

"I'd like to eat your wife's cunt."

Tom was shocked by his friend's frankness, but Greg was merely amused. "You have good taste," he quipped, and they all laughed.

"And you, Tom... what would you like to do to my beautiful chocolate princess?"

Tom swallowed dryly and said, "Touch her... just touch her."

Greg laughed again and said, "I doubt she'll let you off that easily, my friend... she's a suck freak... she'll take anything into her mouth... a prick, a tit, a cunt..." He laughed lightly and took a deep drag from the water pipe. "Your big toe if you let her..."

Tom visualized Lisa with his big toe in her mouth and he found the thought stimulating. Then the women were back and Tom gasped as he saw Linda sit directly across from him and he noticed that she wore nothing beneath the short, golden robe she wore. Vicki sat beside him and as she stretched out her legs, Tom saw that she too, was naked beneath the short robe.

"I've been telling them of your oral fixation, darling," Greg said as Lisa sat between the two men.

"He makes too much of it, really," she said, and glanced at Tom. He felt his face burn as she drew up her knees and then let them move apart. "It's just that I like to stimulate a man with my mouth before fucking him -- do you like that, Tom?"

He was speechless, but Chuck was not, for he reached out, touched her brown knee and said she leaned forward and took the hose from the hookah into her mouth. "I told your husband I'd like to... like to."

"Yes?" Lisa said, spreading her knees more.

Chuck swallowed dryly and looked between her legs as he blurted out, "Suck your cunt!"

Linda gasped and Vicki smiled at her husband as she reached for Greg's hand. "Go ahead, darling... I've been thinking the same thing about Greg."

Tom watched as Chuck moaned and fell to his knees between Lisa's legs. The black woman lay back and stretched out as Chuck's head moved down her body, his hands on her lush hips, and she moaned as his mouth came in contact with her cunt.

"Lick it good, Daddy... lick it good!" she said, and looked at Tom, who sat with his mouth open wide as his friend buried his face between the woman's legs.

Lisa took Tom's hand in hers and raised it to her mouth. She began licking his fingers, then took his thumb into her mouth as she raised her hips to Chuck's face. Tom groaned as he felt her hand on his cock, then somehow it was out and he saw the woman's head bobbing slowly up and down -- and then he felt it... her warm, sucking mouth on his prick. Tom removed his shirt, and finally, he managed to get out of his pants as Lisa took every inch of his swollen cock into her mouth.

Tom found himself moving like a man in a dream and he looked across as Greg gathered a naked Vicki into his arms and kissed her passionately, while at his waist, Linda stroked the longest, thickest cock he had ever seen. Then Tom felt Lisa's mouth on his prick again and he moaned loudly as his wife bent forward and took the great black head of Greg's cock into her mouth.

A dream, Tom thought, I'm having a dream... isn't real!

CHAPTER EIGHT

But it was real -- only the quality was dreamlike for Tom as he watched Lisa's head bobbing up and down on his throbbing prick while Chuck lapped her cunt. He moaned again as he saw Vicki stand and then squat over the black man's face, and a twinge of envy went through him as Greg's hands encircled her thighs and pulled her to him.

Linda held Greg's prick in both hands and washed it with her tongue as she squirmed at his waist. Tom looked down at Lisa, and he had the irresistible urge to kiss the woman. He took hold of her head and lifted it until be looked into the dark pools of her eyes. He noticed for the first time the slight Oriental lift to the lids and the silver eye shadow that accentuated their size. He looked at her glistening lips and realized she had just taken them off his prick as he bent forward and closed his mouth over hers. Lisa's tongue entered his mouth and Tom's mind reeled as her arms went about his neck and her bare tits were crushed against his naked chest.

"Oh... Tom..." she said breathlessly, "that was nice..." and she kissed him again passionately as her hand stroked his cock. Then she was licking his prick again, and as he lay back, he saw her push Chuck away momentarily, so that he could remove his clothing. Then she fell to her knees and began licking Tom's nuts. Tom felt her tongue wash over his asshole, and he chilled slightly as Chuck knelt behind the beautiful black woman and began licking her cunt from the rear.

Across from them, Linda raised her head from Greg's great black, cock and saw Vicki grinding her cunt on the man's face. She heard Vicki whimpering and she wondered what pleasure a man could find in doing that to a woman. She fondled Greg's balls and saw her husband submitting to the mouth of the black woman, and she giggled as she noticed Chuck on his hands and knees behind her, licking her cunt furiously. There must be something to it, she concluded as Greg's hands clasped Vicki's asscheeks as the smaller woman shuddered and cried out, "Oh, yes... oh my God... use your tongue... I'm... I'm... I'm cumming!" Her knees sagged as she climaxed with Greg's head pinned tightly between her legs.

Linda stood and took Vicki in her arms as she sagged backward. She laid her on the pillow as Greg sat up, his face wet from the woman's cunt juices. He smiled, gathered Linda into his arms, and kissed her passionately as he cupped her tits in his huge hands.

"Like this, baby?" he asked as their lips parted.

"Oh, Greg... it's... it's..."

"Beautiful?"

She nodded and took hold of his prick again. "Fuck me, darling... dog fashion like you did this afternoon," she told him, and glanced at Vicki as she stirred beside them.

Before Greg could answer, Linda was on her knees before Vicki and was looking at her strangely. Greg smiled as he got down with her and whispered, "Go ahead... I know what you want to do... just do it!" and he reached around and spread Vicki's legs for the other woman.

Linda stared down at her friend's cunt and she swallowed dryly as Vicki touched the top of her head and said softly, "I'd like that, Lin... I really would."

Linda moved down slowly as her friend lifted her legs and put them over her shoulders. She closed her eyes as her mouth brushed the wiry pubic hair, and she held her breath as she licked out tentatively. As her tongue came in contact with Vicki's cunt, she heard her groan and she thrust her hips upward.

Linda found her face buried in her friend's cunt, and as she closed her mouth around it and began to suck, she realized what pleasure a man could find there in that nest of wet warmth. That realization was followed by another: that she and Vicki could do this to each other at any time -- any time in the future they wished! And she thought about Chuck -- she had wondered what he would be like in bed, and she knew that Tom had had like thoughts about the vivacious little brunette who lay beneath her, her legs pressed back against her tits, moaning with pleasure.

Then she felt Greg behind her. She moved her hips slightly as the huge head of his cock pushed into her hot cunt and she thrust backward to meet him as he took hold of her hips and began fucking her with long even strokes.

"Oh, God!" Vicki cried. "Suck it Lin... suck my pussy... give me your tongue... eat me!"

"Ummm..." Linda moaned. "Fuck... fuck... fuck me!" she cried out from between the woman's legs. "Fuck me, you bastard!"

Tom watched with fascination as Chuck positioned himself behind the black woman who was sucking his cock. Chuck lunged forward, and Lisa gave a start as his straining prick entered her without warning, but she kept Tom's cock deep in her throat and simply adjusted her position as Chuck fucked her from the rear.

Tom saw Greg stroking his wife and he blinked as he realized that Linda had her head between Vicki's splayed legs... and he had a sudden flash of clarity: orgy! We're having an orgy!

The realization stunned him as he realized too, that he could do anything he wanted to anyone in the room and the chance of rejection would be small. As he thought about it, one of his secret desires fought its way through the drug and alcohol haze in his mind and he pulled Lisa's head from his aching cock and struggled to his feet. He left Chuck fucking the black beauty and stumbled across the room where Vicki was bent almost double as Linda sucked her cunt.

The woman's head twisted from side to side as she achieved yet another orgasm, then she opened her eyes to find Tom standing over her, his pulsing prick in his hand. She reached out and took hold of his balls as he stroked his cock, then moved closer to her face. Vicki misunderstood as he said huskily, "I've always wanted to do this to you, Vicki..." and he began masturbating, the head of his prick only inches from her face.

Vicki opened her mouth, thinking that Tom wanted her to suck him off -- which she was only too willing to do -- but he pulled back a bit as her tongue snaked out and touched the dripping head of his cock. Then she realized what he wanted to do and she cried out, "No... nooo! Don't do that, Tom!"

Linda looked up and saw her husband jacking off in the woman's face, and she reached up to hold Vicki's arms as she realized what he was going to do.

"Let me go!" Vicki cried as Tom reached down and held her head with one hand as he beat his cock furiously with the other. "Don't..." she whined.

Linda cried out as she felt her own orgasm building and she plunged her face again into Vicki's pussy as the waves of pleasure rolled over her body from the stroking black prick in her cunt.

Tom leaned forward and felt his knees shake as the first spurt of jism hit Vicki squarely in the mouth. Then, as his ejaculation continued, the cum gushed forth in great white blobs to hit her all over the face. She whimpered as the jism splashed her eyes, her nose and ran from the corners of her mouth, and as the contractions ceased for Tom, he saw Greg rise from behind his wife, his great prick held in his hand, and he moved over Vicki's face to finish off there as she whimpered in protest as the man shot his load of cum into her face.

Tom staggered back as Linda looked up at her friend, released her hands, and moved her body over Vicki's. Both Tom and Greg watched as Linda kissed her, then began licking the cum from her face.

Chuck cried out as he blew his nuts and clutched at the dark hips as he pounded into Lisa's cunt. She let out a catlike cry and doubled under his pounding body, then she relaxed slowly as he pulled his still-hard cock from her cunt and lay down beside her, fighting for breath. Lisa looked at him, then turned her body and mounted him to squat over his face.

"Suck it, motherfucker... lick it clean!" Lisa told him, and ground her cunt against his mouth.

Tom collapsed and watched as Lisa was brought to orgasm again by Chuck's mouth. He accepted the glass of wine from Greg gratefully and watched as the black man relit the pipe and handed him a hose.

Tom sextet relaxed and smoked as they gathered their strength. Tom looked at Lisa's beautiful ass and knew what it was he wanted next. Lisa rolled into his arms and ran a tongue into his ear as he fondled her well-fleshed ass and she whispered, "Would you like to fuck me there, Tom?"

In answer to her question, he forced his index finger into her tight asshole and took her tongue into his mouth. "Ummm... that's nice, Tom," she told him, "but let's watch what Greg's going to do... I think we're going to see a little show," and she glanced at Chuck. "That is, if Chuck doesn't mind watching his wife as the main character."

CHAPTER NINE

Tom watched with interest as Greg led Linda aside and spoke to her in hushed tones. Then the pair turned and glanced at Lisa.

"They want me to help them," she said, and looked at Chuck.

Lisa stood and joined the others. Greg said something to her and she turned to lay beside Vicki, who seemed to be out of it for the moment.

Lisa stroked the woman's head and lifted her up as Greg stood behind her, a silken scarf in his hands. Tom wondered what the hell was going on when he saw Linda walk to Vicki's feet and sit there, simply touching her legs and feet. Greg bent over and took Vicki's hands as Lisa helped him and he quickly bound them together with the scarf Vicki began to protest, but Linda held her feet and Lisa crushed her mouth over the woman's as Greg took another scarf and fashioned a blindfold.

"What... what are you doing to me?" Vicki cried out, and Lisa whispered in her ear as she struggled against her bonds. Greg crossed the room quickly and freed a thin cord from a fixture near the door. Tom looked up and noticed for the first time the brass ring affixed to the other end of the cord and things became a little less confusing as he saw Greg lower the ring, then step over Vicki and tie her hands to the ring.

The other women stood as Greg hauled on the cord and Vicki was dragged to her feet. Greg pulled her up a few inches above the floor and the woman twisted and turned like some beautiful fish pulled from the water. Greg made the cord tight and returned to the center of the pillows. He reached out and touched Vicki's twisting body and he laughed as he pinched her tit.

Chuck looked up and saw his wife bound and blindfolded and said, "Far-fucking-out! I wish we had one of those at home!"

Lisa rejoined Tom and lay beside him, her hand on the head of his prick as Greg spoke to Linda again.

"She's taken advantage of you, Lin... she's made you suck her cunt and do vile things... what would you like to do to pay her back?"

Linda looked at him, then at her friend as she whimpered for someone to help her. "God... I don't know... what should I do?" she asked.

Greg smiled and reached beneath one of the pillows and handed her a pair of thigh-length leather boots. "Put these on and we'll see."

Linda slipped on the long boots with their spiked heels and pulled up the zippers. Then, Greg handed her a pair of long, black leather gloves and she put those on too. Next he handed her a long-handled riding crop and asked her, "What would you like to do to her now, Linda?"

The buxom blonde looked at herself in the mirror and flicked her leather-clad thigh with the end of the riding crop. A sharp slap resounded and Vicki cried out as she realized what was going to take place.

"See? She knows..." Greg told Linda, and fondled her ass. "Whip her... whip her good for making you do those things to her!"

Linda got a wild look on her face and stepped up to the defenseless woman. She raised the crop and let it fall lightly across Vicki's ass. The woman cried out in surprise, then Linda struck her again as she thrashed around on the end of her bindings. Tom swallowed thickly and visualized his own Linda fled as Vicki was, and the desire to whip her nearly overcame him as she whipped her friend's naked body.

Greg stepped in and gave Vicki a spin, and as she turned, Linda brought the crop down time and time again as Vicki cried out for mercy. Then, as she spun in a tight arc, Linda missed her ass and the soft leather ends of the crop struck Vicki across the cunt. The woman tensed and thrust herself forward, and a low hiss came from her mouth as she said, "Yess... oh, shit, yes!"

Linda's eyes gleamed as she waited for Vicki to turn again, and she brought the crop down on her exposed cunt, letting the ends flick between her legs.

"Ohhhh! Yesss!" Vicki screamed. "Hit me! Hit me in the cunt!" and she spread her legs as Linda raised the whip to lash her across the tits.

Vicki began to whimper in the throes of ecstasy as the soft leather thongs left red welts across her white body, and concentrating on her ass and cunt, Linda covered her with bright-red stripes. Vicki writhed and twisted, and as Linda flicked her between the legs again and let the whip linger, Vicki's body stiffened and she cried out as the orgasm took her.

Linda was in a frenzy now as she fell to her knees and hugged the woman's body to her own. Greg hauled her to her feet and took the whip from her and handed her still another object. Linda saw what it was and her hands shook as she inserted the short end of the dildo into her own cunt, then strapped it on.

"Fuck her, Linda... fuck her in the cunt!" Greg urged, and stood behind Vicki, his hands on her hips as Linda approached the helpless woman, her hand on the huge dildo that protruded from her own cunt like some evil spear.

Vicki cried out as Linda entered her and then she raised her legs and locked them about the blonde woman's hips as Linda began to fuck her furiously with the lifelike prick. Behind them, Greg uncapped a tube of lubricant and smeared it over his throbbing cock, then dropped the tube to the floor and took hold of Vicki's thrashing asscheeks. He pushed the head of his cock into her tight asshole and Vicki let out a scream and her legs tightened about Linda's waist. Then, she struggled no more as Greg entered her ass fully and began to stroke in time with Linda. He reached around the two women and took hold of Linda's ass and pulled her to the writhing body between them and they fucked Vicki in unison.

"Oh, yes... fuck it... both of you fuck it... fuck meee!" she wailed as she felt herself being assaulted from front and rear. And she wondered how it was being done, for she could feel the pressure of another pair of tits against her own as the person in front thrust deeply within her cunt. "Oh... it... make me cum... make me cum... fuck meee!" she screamed, and found Linda's mouth with her own. She sucked furiously at the tongue offered to her, and she wished somehow she could get a cock in her mouth too as she writhed between the two sweating bodies.

The odor of raw sex filled the room as the duo fucked the woman senseless, and Tom found himself building to another orgasm as Lisa played with his prick. He had his finger back in Lisa's asshole, and he knew he wanted to fuck her there, but the feelings from her hands were just too much to stop at that moment.

Then Chuck got up and staggered to the trio fucking standing up. He found the tube of lubricant, greased his own prick, then thrust forward toward Linda's humping ass. She let out a cry, then pushed back as his prick slid into her asshole.

"Too much..." Tom said, "too fucking much!"

"Would you like to put your cock where your finger is, Tom?" Lisa questioned, and turned to kiss him. As her tongue left his mouth he looked into her eyes and simply nodded.

The black woman reached out and picked up the tube of jelly and spread a liberal amount over his throbbing prick, then she pulled away from him and inserted the head of the tube into her ass and squeezed some in there. Then she turned and kissed him again, running her hand up and down the length of his greased cock. Lisa bent forward then and pulled one of the pillows under her stomach as she spread her legs.

Tom knelt behind her and placed his hands on her hips as she reached around and guided his prick into her asshole. He felt the first tight muscle give and he pushed easily, then the second ring was met and passed and he felt his prick slide all the way into her ass and he shuddered as he leaned forward and slipped his hands under her body to hold her tits. He felt her nipples stiffen beneath his palms and he squeezed as she began to rotate her ass against his body.

"Fuck me... yesss! Fuck me in the ass, you motherfucker!" Lisa cried out as he shoved his prick in to the hilt and withdrew it for another thrust. "Cum in my asshole... NOW!" she screamed, and Tom felt himself cumming. He was unable to hold back any longer as her asshole squeezed his cock tightly. He thrust time and time again and he felt her hand between her legs as he pushed forward. He realized she must be masturbating as he ass-fucked her, and he stepped up his pace as she shuddered in the throes of orgasm beneath his sweating body.

Toni cried out as he plunged deeply and held onto her shaking body, her tits crushed beneath his hands. His orgasm shook him and took his breath as her asshole clenched and seemed to milk his prick as it spurted its hot load of cum deep into her bowels. Then it had passed and he was left panting, lying over her sweat-drenched body.

Vicki was out of her mind as orgasm after orgasm took her and she felt the prick in her ass jerking as it spewed forth its hot load of jism. Linda screamed as she came with Chuck's prick in her ass, and the quartet stood there, swaying as the pulsations of their passion passed finally.

"Geez!" Pam said lowly, "will you dig that!"

Beside her, Suzy peeked into the window as the six adults climaxed almost simultaneously. She licked her dry lips and fingered her cunt as she envisioned her own body sandwiched between the adults in the cottage. She leaned with her right arm about her friend's waist, and as she saw her stepfather roll off the black woman and his prick come out of her ass, she moved her hand down and let it sneak beneath Pam's short skirt. She met no resistance and she moved her hand higher to the top of the low-cut bikini panties her friend wore.

Pam giggled and spread her legs slightly as she felt Suzy's hand enter her panties, then go between her legs from the rear. She chilled slightly as her friend's fingers encountered her virgin cunt, and she squirmed as those fingers gave her pleasure.

"Some party!" she said breathlessly as Suzy finger-fucked her. Then she felt Suzy take her hand and move it under her skirt. Pam thrilled again as she found her friend wore no panties beneath her short skirt, and as she touched Suzy's soft cunt, she felt the girl's lips on her own. They stood like that for a long moment, then turned their attention back to the house as they fingered each other's cunts.

"Told you this'd be better'n a movie!" Suzy said as she groped for Pam's tit beneath her sweater.

"But you knew this was going to happen... didn't you?" Pam asked her as she reached for Suzy's tits.

"Uh... I came in early this morning and found Mom getting fucked by Greg... he's the big black guy. I hid in the hallway and listened to Greg tell her stories about swapping and orgies and things... then he invited her and Tom over for the evening... that's when she told him your folks were coming over too."

"Wow!" Pam exclaimed. "I never thought they had it in them!" and the colors danced before her eyes as she felt her climax coming under Suzy's expert fingers.

"Are you coming on?" Suzy asked, and felt herself flash from the acid they had dropped less than an hour earlier.

"God, yes... that sunshine's the greatest... it just keeps coming and coming and... and... I am toooo!" she said, and Suzy closed her mouth over the girl's to keep her from being heard as she blew her nuts. Suzy pushed against Pam's hand and her orgasm came on slowly, then built as the girl ran a second finger into her cunt and fucked her furiously.

"God... that was good!" Pam said as Suzy raised her hand and licked her fingers. Then Pam licked her own. They looked into the cottage again and saw Chuck on his knees before his wife. He was licking her cunt like a cat after milk.

They watched as Tom crawled around the room on his hands and knees, then headed for the beaded archway and crawled through.

"Still wanna get your cunt eaten by a real live grownup?" Suzy asked her friend.

"Oh, yes!" Pam exclaimed. "But who?"

Suzy turned to her with a twinkle in her eye and said simply, "Tom... who else?"

CHAPTER TEN

Toni watched Chuck eat Vicki's cunt as Greg fucked the helpless woman in the ass. He shook his head in an effort to clear his thoughts and he reached for a wine glass. He realized part of his stupor was a direct result of Greg's "electric wine".

He tried to focus his eyes and found that things ran together in a multitude of colors if he looked at them for any length of time. And that was another thing -- time had been suspended for him and he had no idea how long it had been since they had begun the insane orgy with Greg and Lisa. He had lost count of the sexual combinations he had engaged in and witnessed, and as he gazed at the lovely, helpless form of Vicki still hanging from the ring in the ceiling, he realized he had not yet fucked her. And as he thought about it, he came to the conclusion that he had not done half the things he would like to have done.

Tom looked down at his shrunken prick and it seemed to dissolve into his body. Panicked, he turned to tell Lisa about it and he found her with her head between Linda's thighs. Linda, likewise, had her head between Lisa's, and as he watched the two women sucking each other's cunts with frantic movements and sounds, their two bodies melted into one and he could not distinguish one from the other, despite their contrasting colors.

Tom shook his head again and crawled from the room as Vicki shuddered and cried out loudly, begging for release as Greg blew his nuts in her ass. In the kitchen, he climbed his way up the cabinets and found himself standing, finally, on his feet.

"Fresh air..." he gasped, and stumbled through the kitchen door and into the chili night air. Outside, he found himself lurching through the darkness toward his own cottage, and it was not until his knees struck the low fence that he realized he wore no clothes. The realization that he was stark naked sobered him a bit and he took in great draughts of fresh air as he made his way to the back door of his cottage.

Inside, he found both kitchen and living room lights burning, and though he saw the clock on the wall, he could not focus his eyes long enough to determine the time; the hands moved too fast, it seemed, and he gave it up as he remembered his purpose for coming home: clothes. He had to get dressed. And with that thought in mind, he stumbled down the darkened hallway to the bedroom.

Tom saw the bed, and all thoughts of getting dressed vanished. He walked around to his side of the bed, saw the window shade up and reached for it. As he did, the shade and window appeared to move away from him and he found himself falling backward. The bed stopped his fall and he lay there gasping for breath as the room spun about him.

I made it! he thought. Jesus Christ, I actually made it! Then, as he closed his eyes, a fantasy developed and it became his reality as Lisa sucked his cock again and Vicki stood over him, her lush cunt coming down to meet his mouth as he reached up to grab her ass.

Suzy and Pam watched as Tom lurched across the yard that fronted on the moonlit beach. They waited until he had entered the house, then they followed cautiously. Suzy led the way to her bedroom, then went into the bathroom and peeked into her parents' room. She smiled mischievously as she saw Tom, flat on his back across the bed, his stiff prick pointed toward the ceiling.

Returning to her room, she stripped quickly and told Pam, "Come on... do you want your cunt sucked or not?"

"I... I don't know, Suzy. What if he wakes up... I mean, what if he sees it's us?" she questioned.

"Oh, shit!" Suzy exclaimed. "He's so fucking bombed he couldn't tell either of us from his grandmother! Now come on... we don't know how soon the others will be home -- that thing can't last all night!"

"I'm... I'm scared, Suzy..." the girl said as she pulled her sweater over her head.

"Look," Suzy told her, and folded back the coverlet on her bed. "If they come back, we'll hear them -- all we have to do is jump in bed and pretend we're asleep. Okay?"

Pam removed her skirt and kicked off her sandals, then allowed herself to be led trough the darkened bathroom to the other bedroom. She gasped as she saw Suzy's stepfather lying naked across the bed; it was dark in the room, but enough moonlight filtered through the windows that she could see his twitching cock, and she wondered what it would feel like in her cunt. For all practical purposes, Pam was a virgin -- that is, she had never been fucked by a real live man or boy, but she had lost her cherry two years before to a hairbrush, and had since found any number of objects that gave her intense pleasure when she stuck them up her cunt.

"Come on..." Suzy urged, and led Pam to the bed where Tom's head hung over the side. "Perfect, neat-o!" she said, and bent down to kiss her stepfather on his mouth.

In his fantasy, Tom felt Vicki's cunt kissing him, and as he sucked it her clit became as large as a tongue. He nibbled it with his ups and tried to take it further into his mouth, amazed at the size, then the clit got away from him and he moved his head from side to side in an effort to recapture it, his mouth working like a fish out of water.

"Now!" Suzy said, and shoved her friend spraddle-legged over Tom's thrusting head.

Pam gasped as she felt the man's head between her legs, but her fear was overcome by excitement as the realization struck her that she was finally going to get her cunt eaten. Then Suzy forced her forward and Pam leaned over Tom's chest, her hands on his hairy stomach. Tom's mouth made contact with her cunt and she shivered as his tongue entered her tight pussy and fucked in and out as if it were searching for something.

"Ohhhh... Suzy, it's so good!" Pam said as Tom's hands encircled her trim waist and slid to her plump asscheeks to pull her down onto his sucking mouth. "It's... it's... it's fan-fuckingtastic!" she cried.

Suzy watched for a moment as her friend enjoyed her first experience with cunnilingus. Then, patting her on the ass, she walked around the bed and climbed on. She bent over Tom's prick and took the twitching thing into her mouth to wet it, then she climbed up and, holding his cock steady with one hand, she eased the head of it into her cunt.

"Oh, Suzy!" Pam cried. "You're really doing it!" and she watched in awe as Suzy lowered herself down onto the stiff prick that looked as if it were being sucked into her clasping cunt. "You're fucking... you're actually fucking!"

"Uh-huh!" Suzy said, and began to rotate her hips as she rested her weight on her knees. "It's so good, Pam... you have no idea..." she said breathlessly as she raised herself, then lowered her body again.

"Can... can I try it?" Pam asked as Tom lapped her cunt furiously in his fantasy that was not a fantasy.

"N-no... you... you might get pregnant," Suzy told her.

"No I won't, I'm on the pill!" she replied strongly.

Suzy looked up in surprise. "But you've never been fucked -- you told me so. How come you're on the pill?"

Pam blushed in the darkness, her secret out as she felt Tom's mouth close over her clitoris, and she moaned loudly as she ground her cunt into his face. "I... I... uhhh... I just wanted to be... to be ready... Unhhh... Uhhh... oh, God -- I'm cumming... he's making me... he's making me cum!"

Just then, the bedroom door burst open and Chuck flipped on the light. He staggered into the room, his eyes ablaze as he saw Pam's bare ass and Tom's head between her legs. He shook his head several times in an effort to distinguish who the girl was sitting atop his friend's prick, but like Tom, his eyes were not working too well.

"Son'f a gun!" he said in a slurred tone. "You been cheatin' on me, ol' buddy!" and he lurched across the room.

Suzy's eyes went wide as the lights exploded on and she saw Chuck standing in the doorway. Pam glanced over her shoulder, and when she saw it was her father, she let out a frightened cry. And before they could recover from the initial shock of discovery, Chuck had staggered into the room and they realized that he did not have the vaguest idea who they were!

"Holdin' out on me, huh?" Chuck said, and grabbed his daughter around the waist.

"Daddy!" Pam squealed as she felt herself bent over, her face only inches from Tom's prick and Suzy's cunt.

Chuck laughed and shoved with his hips. The head of his cock penetrated his daughter's cunt as she struggled to free herself. "No... no... Daddy... noooo!"

"Shut up!" Suzy told her, and clamped a hand over her mouth as the girl looked up, her eyes wide with fright as her father's cock slid into her saliva-drenched cunt from the rear.

"Daddy, my ass... gonna fuck your socks off, Linda!"

"He thinks you're my mother!" Suzy said, and released her hand from Pam's mouth as she began to rotate her hips again.

Pam gasped for breath as her father's hands closed around her tits. "Uhhhn... uhn... oh, God... Suzy... it's happening... I'm really... getting fucked!" Pam cried as her father shoved his cock into her cunt to the hilt.

Suzy buried Tom's prick in her cunt and lifted Pam's face and told her, "Lick me there, Pam... please, lick the top of my pussy for me... it'd be so nice..." and she wiggled forward a bit.

Too overcome by the sudden entry of her father's stiff cock, and the realization that she was actually being fucked, Pam did not protest. She flicked out her tongue and tasted her first cunt. After a few tentative strokes, she glued her mouth to Suzy's cunt as that girl ground her hips forward and down on her stepfather's pulsing prick.

For some unexplained reason, the cunt Tom had been sucking suddenly sprouted a pair of hairy balls, and he felt both a tongue and a pussy on his own prick.

Pam squirmed under her father's hands and hairy loins as he squeezed her titties, and she knew she was about to cum again. Behind her, Chuck lunged forward as he felt his load about to release and he wailed loudly as his knees began to shake and the cum welled up in his prick. He fell forward, unable to keep his balance, and his prick spewed its load into his daughter's cunt.

Tom felt the girl over his face cumming and he ejaculated too. Suzy felt him beginning to spurt, and she pulled his cock from her cunt and bent forward to stuff it into Pam's mouth. The teenager gagged as the first wad of jism hit her on the tongue, then as it spurted again, she swallowed and took hold of the throbbing cock to milk it dry.

Suzy climbed off her stepfather and helped Pam to extricate herself from her father's arms. Both men moaned, but neither moved as the girls stood away from the bed and looked at them. It appeared that they had been sucking each other off and had simply passed out in a sixty-nine position. Suzy giggled, took Pam by the hand and turned off the light. "Come on... let's see what's happening at the orgy next door!" They paused in her room to slip into light beach robes, then they went into the night. Stopping by the back door, they saw Greg come from the neighboring cottage with a burden under each arm.

"Ssshhh..." Suzy cautioned, "looks like the party's over..." and they watched as the tall black man carried their mothers through the front door of the house. Quickly, they made their way to the back door of the other cottage and Suzy twisted the handle quietly. They entered and stood silently in the kitchen behind the beaded curtain as Greg returned.

"Some fucking party!" he told Lisa, and he stopped by the tape recorder to turn it off. He lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply as he looked down at his naked wife, lying like some satiated animal on the pillows.

Lisa smiled up to him and stretched. "Some party and some people..." she said. "We ought to make a bundle off of this one, baby."

Suzy and Pam exchanged curious glances and watched as Greg crossed the room to the mirrored wall and slid two of the antique squares aside. Suzy blinked as she saw the sophisticated camera equipment hidden in the wall behind what appeared to be two-way mirrors.

"Yeah..." they heard Greg saying, "Bozo will pay plenty for this footage -- should be able to cut it up and make about four flicks from it!"

Suzy looked on with Pam's hand held tightly in her own as Greg unloaded a pair of cameras and slipped the reels of exposed film into a black bag with draw strings. He motioned toward the tape recorder and added, "Especially with the corresponding sound track... Bozo can put it right on the master... no trouble at all to sync the two."

"And it's all ours..." Lisa said, grinning.

"Wrong..." they heard a small voice say, and they looked around in surprise as Suzy stepped through the beaded curtain. "It's ours, too... we just formed a partnership!"

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Greg looked from the two teenaged girls to Lisa, then back again. The words had come from a child but they were not the words of a child.

"You... you're Suzy, aren't you?" Greg asked hesitantly. Linda had introduced them in passing the week before, but that had been the extent of their contact.

Suzy stepped into the room boldly, and with Pam at her heels she glanced at Lisa, then confronted Greg. "Right -- and this is Pam. We're the other halves of the families you and Lisa have been fucking and sucking with for the past couple of hours." She smiled and put her hands on her hips. "And like I said, we've just formed a partnership, Mr. Wonderful..."

Greg stared in open disbelief at the teenager as she slid down on one of the pillows and picked up a hose from the hookah, then frowned as she found it unlit. She tossed it aside and Greg's eyes were drawn to the honey-colored patch between her lithe legs as she stretched out and exposed her cunt.

"That is, unless you'd rather I shared what I know with my psychiatrist... and my parents," she said, and pointed to the bag containing the films of the orgy.

Greg was left speechless, but Lisa looked at the girl, and a slow smile crept across her face to turn into a grin, then her laughter came. She looked up and asked her husband, "Well, Mr. Wonderful... we have either got a couple of junior partners... or we've got a problem. What's it going to be?"

Shock turned slowly to amusement as his wife's words registered and Greg looked at the lovely dark-haired Pam standing demurely aside, her hands thrust deeply into the pockets of the brief beach robe she was wearing. He let his eyes travel from her slim ankles to her well-formed thighs and he saw the slow burn of embarrassment color her face as he chuckled. "Do you two go with the package?" he queried, and glanced again at Suzy's exposed cunt.

"That depends on what kind of a package we're talking about... we've never made it with..." she hesitated.

"Blacks?" Greg laughed and laid the film cans aside as he gestured to the pillows and nodded to Pam. They both sat and Greg looked directly at Suzy and said, "Let's rap."

They spent the following half-hour discussing the terms of their "partnership" and settled on a ten-percent split for the girls -- five each. They accepted this after Greg and Lisa explained their life styles, their expenses and the fact that they were forced to market their "wares" in New York, due to the methods they used to obtain those wares. Pam and Suzy learned too, that their friend "Bozo" had his own special methods for collecting porno films and he marketed them exclusively on the West Coast through Greg. Their arrangement was reciprocal and they both adhered to a controlled distribution that negated the chance of someone purchasing a film where they -- or someone they knew -- were the stars of the show.

"It's a million to one chance," Greg told them, "that any of the principals of our films will ever even know they've been captured in living color."

Suzy smiled and looked at the cameras still exposed in the wall recess. "That's some neat stuff -- but I thought you needed real bright lights to make movies."

Greg shrugged. "Trick shit, honey. Light amplifiers, special film and the right lenses and filters. This stuff processes like it had been shot on a movie set."

"You guys have really got your shit together," Suzy said.

"And we have a ball keeping it that way," Lisa returned.

"Ah... what about us..." Pam ventured. "S'pose we could make a movie?" and she dropped her eyes as she blushed.

Lisa laughed and Greg told them, "Why not? Might be fun getting to know each other..." He winked at his wife. "And I'll tell you what we'll do in addition to the percentage trip. We're going to be here for the next month and a half and everyone's not as easy to get undressed as your folks were. If you can supply the subjects for parties, we'll add an extra fifty dollars a head for chicks and twenty-five for guys... get the picture?"

Suzy clapped her hands. "You get the pictures and well find you all the 'subjects' you can use, Mr. Wonderful..." She paused and licked her lips. "Ah... why don't you load your cameras?"

Greg smiled. "They're loaded... what'd you have in mind?"

Suzy made no attempt to hide her stare -- the bulge in the front of his white trousers excited her and she told him, "I was tripping on what it would be like to play with a prick as big as yours..." She glanced at Lisa. "And how far out it would be to make it with someone as pretty as you are."

Lisa moved over and ran her hand into Suzy's robe to cup her tit. She felt the girl's nipple stiffen, and as she rotated her palm over it lightly, she said, "You're pretty sweet yourself, sugar."

"I think I'm bisexual," she said matter of factly.

"Nothin' wrong with that," Lisa told her, and released the tie on her own robe as her hand continued down the girl's body to rub her stomach. "Girl never has to go without lovin' if she likes boys and girls."

Suzy reached out tentatively and touched Lisa's tit. She thrilled at the smoothness of the black woman's skin and was entranced by their contrast in color. She saw Greg do something with his cameras, then slip out of his trousers. She watched as he knelt behind Pam and pushed her robe down over her shoulders as he kissed her neck.

Lisa let her fingers flutter over Suzy's cunt, then as her fingers entered the girl's body, she closed her mouth over Suzy's and they shared a long, warm kiss.

When Suzy opened her eyes again, Pam was sitting on Greg's face, bent forward with his semi-hard prick in her hands. She watched as her friend took the black shaft to her face and rubbed it against her cheeks, her eyes, then pressed it between her tits as she licked the head of it.

Pam moaned as Greg moved her forward a bit and ran his tongue from her cunt to the crack of her ass, let it linger a moment, then shoved it past the tight ring of her asshole. The girl squirmed on the man's mouth as she took the head of his gigantic cock into her mouth to wash it with her tongue. As she did, she felt it pulse beneath her hands and it began to grow to its full length. She pressed her body down as Greg's tongue fucked in and out of her asshole and she thrilled with the thought that she didn't even know a person could derive enjoyment from that hole. His hands encircled her asscheeks and began to move her body back and forth as she sucked his prick.

"Looks good..." Suzy said breathlessly as Lisa licked her nipples and nuzzled her face between her tits.

"He's good," she replied, and forced Suzy back as her head went lower.

"Ummn... so are you!" the teenager said lowly as the black woman's tongue flicked out and touched the top of her cunt. Then, an incredible thing happened -- Lisa closed her mouth over Suzy's cunt -- and no sooner had her tongue entered the moist folds to touch her clit, than the girl shuddered, scissored her legs around Lisa's neck and cried out, "Oh fuck! Oh, Jesus, fuck! Mother, SUCK!" and her body stiffened as she arched her back to the sucking mouth and her orgasm struck her with the force of an earthquake.

Lisa raised her wet face from the girl's cunt and smiled. "I thought schoolboys were the only ones who did that."

Suzy shook her head as her vision cleared. She was unable to believe the sudden response from her body, and she fought for breath as she murmured, "God... I... I never..."

Pain moaned softly as she felt herself building to orgasm and she strained her body forward, Greg's huge cock held tightly in her hands and between her tits. She whimpered as the first wave took her, then she cried out, "Oh... ohhh... yesss! Do me... screw me... SUCK ME!" and she too climaxed with a suddenness that left Greg in awe of his own ability.

Lisa led Suzy to the center of the circle and told her, "Let's do a foursome, baby... I want to see your little friend with her head between my legs!"

"I can dig it!" Suzy said, and scrambled over to help her take Pam off Greg. They laid her flat on her back and Lisa bent down to kiss her full on the mouth.

"Will you do that to me, honey?" Lisa asked as she stroked the girl's tit.

Pam looked up at the woman and nodded silently as they embraced again. Lisa raised up then and squatted over the girl's face as Pam's hands encircled her thighs and pulled her down. Pam saw the pink gash as the woman spread her brown legs and she closed her eyes as her mouth contacted the wet warmth. The taste was not unpleasant and she edged her tongue from between her lips to search the depths of Lisa's cunt. She sucked slightly and found she could take the folds of flesh into her mouth, and as she explored, she found the nub of erect flesh hidden toward the top of Lisa's cunt. She nibbled it with her lips, then used her teeth lightly, alternating between sucking and tonguing.

"Oh, yes... pretty little baby... suck my box... lick Lisa's pussy... oh, baby, that's nice... soooo nice!"

Greg looked at Suzy, who had picked up the dildo her mother had used on Pam's mother. She eyed Pam's splayed legs and the dark patch of her cunt, and she smiled. Greg winked and nodded as Suzy strapped on the huge cock and inserted the short end into her own cunt. She got down on her knees and Lisa leaned forward to hold Pam's legs up as Suzy eased the head of the massive shaft into her gaping cunt.

Pam gave out a small cry as she felt the thing enter her pussy, and she felt suddenly filled, then with her knees pulled back she relaxed as Suzy pushed her hips forward and began a slow fucking motion.

Greg stepped over them, his prick in Suzy's face, his ass to his wife. Suzy reached up and began to rub his stiff prick all over her face, then she took the throbbing head into her mouth and began probing his glans with the tip of her tongue. Lisa leaned forward as Pam sucked her cunt and slipped her arms about Greg's thighs. She found Suzy's tits and began rolling the girl's turgid nipples between her thumbs and forefingers as she buried her face in her husband's ass and tongue-fucked his asshole.

Suzy fucked and sucked frantically as Greg held her head and moved his hips slowly in rhythm to the others. The faster Suzy fucked with the dildo, the deeper he fucked into her throat with his prick, and she felt another orgasm building in her loins as she tried to swallow the massive cock she held in her hands. But try as she did, she could not get another inch of his cock into her mouth as she felt the hot meat begin to pulse, the great bulb-like head of it pressed against the back of her throat. Then Lisa gave out with a catlike cry that heralded her orgasm.

Pam's wave rushed over her again as she felt her face drenched with Lisa's juices and they climaxed together. The thrusting prick in her cunt stabbed deeply, but the pain it brought was nothing to compare with the knowledge that she had been able to bring Lisa to a violent cum.

Greg clutched Suzy's head and gritted his teeth as he felt his balls boiling. He told her, "Suck it! Suck it, you little cocksucker... suck your daddy's prick!" and he exploded amid moans and sobs from the others.

Suzy's mouth was filled as the man's cock gushed forth its load. She made no attempt to swallow it all and as part of it ran down her throat, she breathed through her nose and gulped loudly as she felt the hot cum dribble from the corners of her mouth as Greg's legs shook violently. The cum dripped to her tits and was lost there beneath Lisa's hands, and she felt it rubbed into her nipples as her own orgasm came and passed.

Greg was the first to fold, and he lay back gasping as Lisa rolled from Pam's shoulders, then bent to kiss her wet mouth. Suzy eased the dildo out of her friend's cunt, then her own, and she unbuckled the waist strap as she flopped back on the pillows.

"Man!" Greg exclaimed. "I didn't think I had another cum in me!"

"Jesus... me neither..." Lisa agreed.

Pam lay starry-eyed and looked at the ring suspended from the ceiling. She recalled her mother tied to it and wondered what that would be like.

Suzy caught her breath and rolled over to grab hold of Greg's softening prick. "Does our deal still hold?"

He grimaced at the sensitivity of his cock and told her, "Sure, why not, sweetheart?"

She smiled and licked off the head of his prick as he winced painfully. Then she looked up. "Then you owe us a hundred dollars... fifty for me, fifty for Pam... two girls, right?" and she turned to give the camera the finger.

"Oh, partner... give us a break!" Greg moaned, and Lisa laughed.

"Okay..." Suzy conceded, "half price for partners," and she squeezed his prick as she asked, "Deal?"

"Deal! Jesus... it's a deal!" he said, and they all laughed.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Susan Ward opened her eyes and experienced a moment of panic. She didn't know where she was or whose arms were about her. She felt the closeness of the warm bodies on both sides of her, and as a wakeful awareness came to her, she felt the hands on her tits... then, she remembered.

She sniffed and the odor of sex was heavy in the air. Her vision cleared and she found Pam facing her, her head on her shoulder. Lying spoon fashion with her back to Greg, she felt his cock between her legs and she threw back the fur cover to find Lisa holding Pam, just as Greg was holding her. She sighed as she recalled Greg telling her, "Don't worry, sweetheart -- your folks'll sleep till noon. That last jug of wine was full of downers -- I didn't want 'em cookin' all night long..." and Suzy smiled as she remembered Lisa's words: "We plugged 'em in -- felt we ought to unplug them, fair's fair."

Suzy wiggled her ass and pressed against Greg's pelvis. She felt the wiry growth of pubic hair against her smooth asscheeks as Greg moaned softly in his sleep and pushed back. She wiggled again and Pam pushed forward, her loins against Suzy's. She reached between her legs and it seemed as though the instant her small fingers came in contact with Greg's prick, it came to life and she felt it grow between her legs. She took the lengthening shaft and forced it between Pam's legs. It slid through easily, and Suzy strained to reach over her friend's body to direct the throbbing prick into Lisa's well-bushed cunt. Reaching over, she placed her hand on Lisa's hip and pulled her to Pam's back. The woman groaned and Suzy began a slow fucking motion with her lower body as she felt herself ride the thick shaft between her legs.

Pam's eyes fluttered open and Suzy kissed her tenderly, then whispered, "Sandwich fuck... don't move, he's fucking all three of us." And she rubbed her pelvis against Pam's as that girl closed her eyes again and began a reciprocal motion with her hips.

Lisa felt the head of Greg's cock nudge her cuntlips and she thrust her hips forward. She became aware of the hand on her hip and she heard Suzy whisper, ten Pam's hips began a slow grinding motion.

Suzy stroked harder and Greg's breathing became irregular as his arm flopped over the two teenaged girls. His hand closed on his wife's ass, and front the depths of sleep, he kit his cock enter a soft, warm, wet cunt. He dreamed he stood naked on a beach with a powerful hard-on, and serviced female after female on his unbending staff of flesh. Then he dreamed of fucking three women at once, his prick spearing each of them in turn. He strained in his dream in an effort to satisfy the three and he heard theft strangled cries as they reached orgasm after flooding orgasm to drench his throbbing cock with their juices. Then Greg felt himself plunging into the abyss, and the jism boiled from his balls, down the majestic length of his pounding cock to pour forth from the distended head of his prick and splash hotly against the womb of his mother.

"Good Lord!" Lisa exclaimed as she felt Greg's cum spurt into her cunt. "You... you made him cum in his sleep!"

Suzy sucked in her breath as Pam whimpered and shuddered as she climaxed from Greg's prick rubbing against her cunt. "Jesus, nothing," Suzy told her hoarsely, "he made all three of us cum in his sleep!"

Greg awakened following the sudden orgasm and found himself clutching the three females to him. He blinked as he realized where his prick was and he swallowed dryly as Suzy wiggled against him.

"For Christ's sake!" he exclaimed. "A guy isn't even safe in his sleep around you three!"

"Two," Lisa corrected, "they got you up, I just finished you off!"

Suzy felt Greg's prick slide wetly through her legs as he rolled over and grumbled, "Don't wake me till noon!" and he was asleep again.

Lisa rolled to her back, sighed deeply and closed her eyes.

"Come on, Pam... it's a brand-new day. Let's see what we can find that's interesting!" Suzy said, and slipped out from under the covers and found their robes.

They showered quickly, but as they lathered each other's bodies, Suzy put her arm around Pam, kissed her fully on the mouth, and slipped her finger into the girl's cunt. Pam whimpered and told her, "I just wanna get fucked!" Suzy said.

Suzy kissed her again, then they stepped out of the shower to dry quickly. They peeked in one Greg and Lisa before leaving, saw them in each other's arms, and then they traipsed across the beach and tiptoed into the Ward cottage.

They found their mothers asleep in Suzy's bed; naked and entwined in each other's arms, they wore the contented expression of well-serviced cows. Suzy pulled out the bottom drawer of her jewelry box and popped a couple of whites in her mouth. She gave two to Pam and they dressed quickly in short skids and see-through blouses.

In the kitchen, they breakfasted on melon, cookies and milk, then Suzy fed their dog, Pepe, before scribbling a note to her mother, telling the adults that she and Pam had gone to church.

"It's Sunday, isn't it?" she asked, and giggled. Then she looked about the kitchen and told Pam, "Let's do something nice for them before we split."

"Like what?"

"You pick up all the empty gasses and dump the ashtrays and I'll whip up a breakfast they'll never forget -- all they'll have to do when they get up is to cook it."

"Oh, that's neat, Suzy... you're so thoughtful!"

Suzy smiled slyly as her friend left the kitchen. She mixed a tall pitcher of orange juice, then took six hits of orange sunshine from the pocket of her skirt and dropped them into the juice as she stirred it vigorously. "Happy Sunday... happy Sunday..." she hummed, then took a nickel bag of whites and dumped half of them into the eggs she had cracked in a bowl, then added salt, pepper and a spoonful of sugar before she whipped them to a froth and added cream.

"There!" she said as she added PS to the note. "All they have to do is cook the eggs, plug in the coffee pot, butter the toast and shazam! Breakfast! Let's split!" she said, and opened the rear door to let Pepe out. The dog licked her foot, then scurried outside to raise his leg against the fence.

"Dumb mutt!" Suzy said, and she tiptoed into her parents' room with Pam on her heels. They giggled as they found Tom and Chuck lying naked -- in the same position they had left them in the night before -- head to toe across the bed.

Suzy went through Tom's wallet and removed a twenty-dollar bill.

Pam smiled as Suzy turned, tucked the twenty into her pocket and smiled broadly. "Let's go to church."

The two girls left the beach cottage and strolled toward the Coast Highway. It was early still, but the Sunday crowd of bathers was arriving at Beach Bay by the droves as the girls left the resort area and made their way to the coastal road. Pausing, Suzy looked north, then south, and flipped her mental coin. As always, heads came up and she tugged Pam's hand. They darted across the highway as they was a break in the traffic and Pam asked, "Where are we going?"

Ignoring the question, Suzy looked at her friend critically as they stood on the shoulder. "Did I see panties under that skirt?"

The girl blushed and nodded as she looked at her feet. "Uh-huh..." she said hesitantly.

"Take 'em off!"

"Aw, Suzy... geez! I'll feel naked!"

"Look," Suzy explained, "just how do you expect to get fucked if you run around fully dressed all the time?" She shook her head and sighed. "You've gotta give a guy a look at the merchandise, dummy!" she said. "Now take them off!"

"Right here?" Pam questioned, and looked about.

"Right here -- right now, or you can go find your own church!"

Pam blushed heavily as she glanced toward the oncoming traffic, then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the brief bikini panties she wore and then whisked them off.

Suzy smiled and took the panties from her. "Just do as I do and you'll get fucked all you want before the day's over, OK?"

"I guess..." she said in a sulking tone.

There was a break in the traffic, then Suzy saw a silver-blue Mark IV approaching. She held out her thumb, Pam's panties dangling in the breeze from her closed fist. The driver of the Continental locked all four wheels and slid to a halt just a few yards from where the girls stood.

"Come on!" Suzy cried, and ran for the car as horns honked and a van swerved to miss the large automobile stopped half on the highway.

The door swung open and Suzy bounded in, her tits bouncing and her brief skirt revealing her long legs and bare ass. Pam followed, and as she slammed the door to the sound of more horns honking, they both looked at the driver who sat open-mouthed behind the wheel of the luxurious car.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Suzy looked appraisingly at the handsome young Marine as he set his bag behind the seat and hesitated. Pam scooted over nervously and Suzy told him, "You can ride up front with us."

He looked into the car and saw the girls' long, bare legs and he blinked as he stared at the nipples of Suzy's tits peeking through the see-through blouse. He glanced at Pam and swallowed as he noticed her nipples as well defined as Suzy's. He slid in like a man in a trance and closed the door.

"Going to Pendleton?" Suzy queried as they moved back into the traffic.

"Ah, no... San Diego..." he said as he felt Pam's leg next to his. He looked around as though ignoring the girl's leg and remarked, "Sure is a nice car!"

"Father bought it for my birthday," Suzy replied. "My nineteenth."

"Wow!" the young man said, and glanced down at Pam; the girl had spread her legs slightly and her skirt was pulled high on her thigh. "He... he must be pretty well off."

"Who?" Suzy asked.

"Your father... I mean -- this thing must have cost a bundle!"

She shrugged. "He's a famous attorney. Jones... Don Jones -- maybe you've heard of him. He specializes in rape cases."

The Marine blushed and cleared his throat as Pam looked up at him, smiling. "Oh..." is all he said.

Suzy extended her hand. "My name's Polly and this is my sister, Dolly."

He took her hand and found it suddenly pressed into Pam's lap. He swallowed with difficulty as he felt his face burn, then he replied, "Ah... glad to meet you. My name's Bruce... Bruce Book... Lance Corporal."

"Does that mean you have a lance?" Pam asked, and took his hand, pressing it against her cunt as Suzy released it.

"Lance? Ah, no... not exactly... that's a rank, just a..."

"Do you have a cunt, then?" Suzy asked.

"Wha-what?" he stammered.

"Well, if you don't have a lance, you must have a cunt," Suzy remarked, and grinned at his embarrassment. "See if he's got a lance, Dolly," she added, and nudged Pam.

Pam giggled, released his hand and touched him between his legs. He jumped and she said. "He's got a big one, Polly!"

"Ah, look... I really don't think..."

"Oh, come on, Bruce baby..." Suzy told him as she reached over and raised Pam's skirt to expose her cunt, "don't tell me you haven't dreamed about being picked up by two beautiful girls, all hot and ready to fuck... now tell the truth!"

At first, Lance Corporal Bruce Book thought he was being put on, but when he saw Pam's lush cunt between her spread legs, then felt her hand close around his growing cock, he realized they were serious.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "They'll never believe me back at the base!" Frantically, he opened his fly and pulled his growing prick out of his pants.

Pam squealed with delight as she saw the head of his cock, and she recalled Suzy the night before, taking Tom's prick into her mouth and wetting it before she lowered herself over it and slid it into her cunt. She wanted that prick in her cunt. She took hold of Bruce's prick bent forward, and took it into her mouth.

"Hot shit!" the Marine said, and hunched into her mouth as he took hold of her head with both hands. "Jesus, honey... that's great!"

Suzy watched as the Marine held onto her girl friend and shoved his hot prick in and out of her mouth. Then, as he closed his eyes and laid his head back, she told him, "Hey... do something for her, Bruce."

"Uh-huh... in a minute..." he replied. "So good... so fucking good!" and he forced her head lower onto his swollen cock.

Pam struggled with him as he forced his prick into her throat, but she sucked, wanting to please him before they actually fucked.

"Hey!" Suzy said loudly, "at least finger-fuck her, you bastard!"

"Uhn... uhhhn..." the Marine said, "in a... in a minute..." he mumbled, and raised his hips as his cum boiled forth into Pam's sucking mouth. "Oh Goddamn!" he cried, and his knees shook as he held her head down on his gushing prick.

Pam choked as the hot jism splashed against the back of her throat. She gagged and fought against the hands on her head and she heard Suzy scream, "You dumb motherfucker! Let her go -- you're choking her!"

Startled, Corporal Book released the girl's head and she came up coughing to spit a mouthful of cum and saliva into his lap.

"Jesus! You dumb bitch -- look, what you did!" he shouted, and tried to wipe the mess off of his pants.

"Bastard!" Suzy screamed, hit the brakes and swerved off the road. She reached over, and before the cursing Marine knew what had happened, Suzy had sprung the door and was shoving him out of the car. Pam helped, and as he tumbled out, Suzy shouted again, "Motherfucker!"

"Hey, wait a minute!" he shouted as the door was closed in his face.

"Sonofabitch!" Suzy screamed. "You're all alike -- all you think of is getting your nuts off!" and she pressed the accelerator as the Marine jumped to his feet, his prick stiff dangling limply from his fly, an astonished look on his face.

"Hey, my bag!" he shouted as Suzy spun the tires and left him standing beside the road.

"Oh, Suzy!" Pam cried as she wiped the tears from her eyes and spit out the last of the Marine's cum.

"That's okay, honey... we'll find you a man. Don't cry."

Rearranging her clothing, Pam sat back sulking as they sped southward past Huntington Beach and Newport Harbor.

A few miles further south, Suzy saw a man hitchhiking and she slowed. "I'll try this one, Pam. You drive and if he's right, I'll take over and let you fuck, OK?"

Pam sniffed and looked at the old man beside the road.

Bearded, his clothing looked old and tattered and he carried a pack on his back. "He looks awfully dirty..." she remarked as they pulled up and Suzy slid over and let Pam behind the wheel.

"Who cares? If he can fuck..." she said, opened the door and crooked her finger as she pulled the seat forward. "Wanna ride, Dad?"

The tramp looked at the two girls in the luxurious automobile. He started to decline the offer, then he glanced at the girl holding the seat. He felt his prick twitch as he saw her skirt pulled back and the golden bush between her lovely legs. Finally, he nodded, removed his bed roll and tossed it in the back. He climbed in and had to step over a small blue bag; he squinted to read the name and service number of a Corporal named Book... he wondered who that might be, then he settled back as Suzy closed the door and Pam pressed the gas to steer them back onto the highway.

Pam drove nervously and had to lean forward as Suzy turned in the seat and rested her arms there. She smiled and asked boldly, "Wanna play around, Dad?"

The old man looked at her and blinked; he watched as the girl climbed over the seat, straddled his legs and raised her skirt. He looked at her blonde cunt, squinted, then asked, "Ain't got no disease, have you, gal?"

"Nope... have you?"

"Just the hornies... I ain't been laid since mah mule died... Mahetabell -- best damn mule a man ever owned!"

"What about women?" Suzy asked as the old man's grubby hands closed about her asscheeks and he sniffed her cunt.

"Too big fer women..." he said, and his tongue protruded between his bearded lips to lick her pussy.

"Too big?" Suzy asked as she felt his bearded face scratch her thighs.

"Yep... dong's too big."

"Ohhh..." she said, and took hold of his matted head and rubbed her cunt into his face. "Ohhh... uhhhn..." she moaned as she felt herself rise to his sucking mouth.

But the thought of a prick too big for a woman kept her from achieving an orgasm and she pulled away. "I've gotta see it!" she said, and tore frantically at his crotch.

"Easy... easy, gal. I'll show you," he said, and unbuttoned the two pair of pants he wore. "You kin rub it off if'n you want..." he told her, and reached into his pants to pull out the biggest prick Suzy had ever laid eyes upon.

"Good grief!" she said, awed by the tremendous size of the old man's cock.

"Lemme see!" Pam said, and craned her neck.

"Pay attention to the road!" Suzy cried as they narrowly missed another car. "Jesus..." she muttered, and took hold of the huge cock and found she was unable to encircle its entire girth with both hands. "How... how big around is it?"

"Too big," he said, and sighed, "but if you'll just climb up, little lady, you kin rub it off on your li'l ol' pussy!"

"Will I!" she exclaimed, bunched up her skirt and straddled him again. She felt the folds of flesh around the cockhead as it speared between her legs. She gripped it tightly with her thighs and reached between her legs to hold it as she moved her body against its throbbing mass.

"That's good, lil lady... oh, shit! Mahetabell..." the old man groaned as he gripped her by the waist. "Ummmn... Mahetabell, stump, gal... stump, gal... tha's it... STUMP!" he shouted as Suzy rubbed the gigantic head of his prick against her cunt. She strained in a futile attempt to force the head of it into her cunt, but it was simply too big. Then she felt herself cumming and held on for dear life as the old man bounced her up and down on his cock and wailed like a man in pain.

Suzy cried out as the hot wave hit her loins and she felt as though she were being pounded onto a huge stake as something hot and sticky splashed against her cunt, then it spurted again and she knew he was cumming. The cum spit forth and Suzy shuddered at the volume of it as it came and came and came.

Pam was attempting to drive and watch too. The sight of the old man's gigantic prick stuffed between Suzy's legs had excited her greatly. Looking from the road to the back seat, she lifted her left leg and began to fuck her own cunt furiously with her fingers. Finally, she turned forward and twisted the rear-view mirror so that she could watch and masturbate at the same time. She gasped loudly as she saw the man's prick spurt its great load of cum, and as it welled up between Suzy's asscheeks, she felt herself cumming. They sped down the road at eighty miles an hour, and as the old man lifted Suzy up to lick his own cum from her drenched cunt, Pam looked into the mirror and climaxed. As she did, she closed her eyes tightly and stiffened her legs.

The vehicle shot across the highway as Suzy screamed, the old man's tongue deep in her cunt, and she climaxed again as the Continental sideswiped an oncoming bus, careened with tires screaming as Pam's foot found the brake peddle, then bounced off the side of a large sedan and spun wildly backward, smashed over a Volkswagen parked at the curb, tore through a low fence and came to rest in a great cloud of dust in the center of a pottery yard.

Suzy shook her head and scampered out the window on the right side of the Mark IV. She reached in and pulled a dazed Pam after her as the dust began to settle. A crowd formed and curious onlookers gathered about to gape into the back seat as the old man licked his lips, his huge cock still exposed. He shook his head, looked about and muttered, "Damn... that were some finish!"

Just then, a foppish man dressed in purple pushed through the crowd and took in the devastation of his pottery -- then he saw someone still in the vehicle that had done the damage and he wailed as he approached the automobile, "Destroyed! Simply destroyed!" and he waved his arms about. Then, he stuck his head in the window of the car and ogled the old man, his eyes drawn to the huge stump of flesh still protruding from his open fly. "Oh, dear... yes... my dear man, let me help you -- are you sure you're not injured?"

Sirens screamed and the street was filled suddenly with Laguna's finest. A pair pushed through the crowd to find an empty Mark IV sitting atop the display benches of the pottery yard. One of them hitched up his belt and demanded, "Who was driving this?"

Suzy tugged his sleeve and said, "I think it was a Marine... I saw him run off after the accident."

"But he left his bag!" Pam cried, and pointed, then she and Suzy edged out of the crowd as the police officers took over. They glanced over their shoulders as they made the street and saw the man in purple helping the old man toward the rear of the pottery yard.

"I still ain't been fucked, Suzy!" Pam cried as they walked north. Suzy grinned as she saw a flowered van approaching and stuck out her thumb.

"I think we're about to take care of that, sweetheart," Suzy told her as the van screeched to a halt and a long-haired youth waved to them.

They ran to the van to find it filled with people near their own age. Pam disappeared into the back with two boys and Suzy glanced over her shoulder as she saw another girl in the back, a dreamy look on her face as another boy brought his head up from between her legs. Suzy settled in between the two boys in the front, and as the one on the right slipped his arm around her, she looked up at him and smiled.

"I've got some friends," she told him as they pulled back onto the highway. "They don't live too far, and they just love to party... shall we make it?"

The boy ran his hand inside her blouse as Pam squealed from the back of the van. As the boy's fingers touched Suzy's tit, he told her, "We're always ready for a party."

Suzy lifted her face, and as his mouth closed over hers, she made a mental count: one girl, five boys... one hundred seventy-five dollars. And she hoped that Greg and Lisa didn't have anything planned for the afternoon as the boy driving reached between her legs to touch her cunt.

EPILOGUE

Linda stood by the sink in the small kitchen of the beach cottage and gazed out the window toward the neighboring cottage. Her mind was filled with both images and guilt as she wondered what was going on over there now. She had seen the van load of young people pull up a short time before, but she had not mentioned it to the others.

They had all been acting strangely since breakfast and she wondered if they were possibly feeling the same guilt she was experiencing over the orgy of the night before. She tried to put the vile thoughts from her mind, but each time she did, she pictured Vicki hanging naked by her wrists and she felt a twitch between her legs as the feeling of the huge dildo returned to her.

She swallowed dryly and turned to find Vicki staring intently at Tom; Linda saw that the front of Vicki's housecoat had failed open and that Tom was staring into the cleavage of her small, but well-formed tits. Then Linda turned her head as Chuck licked his lips and stared at her. It was a shame, she thought absently as she noticed the bulge in Chuck's shorts, they hadn't been able to make it the night before -- both Tom and Chuck had run off while Lisa and Greg entertained -- then she had blacked out and awakened that morning in her daughter's bed with Vicki. She felt her eyes drawn to Chuck's crotch as he moved the chair back from the table and spread his legs.

Linda licked her lips as Chuck glanced toward the others and pulled his throbbing cock from his shorts. She watched as he began masturbating and she moved from the sink to the table as though she were being drawn by a strong magnet.

"We... we shouldn't..." she said breathlessly, and glanced toward Tom as he reached inside Vicki's housecoat to cup her tit. "We really shouldn't," she repeated, and watched as Chuck reached up and pulled down on the zipper of the garment she wore. "The children... they'll be home any time..." she gasped as his hands touched her tits. "They've just gone to church ohhhh..." she said as Chuck raised his head and closed his mouth around a nipple. "They mustn't see us like this..." she said. "Think what it would do to them..." But Chuck was not listening as he sucked first one tit then the other, and let his hands run up the backs of Linda's thighs to her ass.

Linda turned to see Vicki sit astraddle Tom's bulging cock as he sat on the kitchen chair, and Linda gasped as his prick disappeared into her friend's cunt. She looked down at Chuck's prick, then lowered herself down on it, his mouth still sucking at her tits. And she closed her eyes as a vision came to her -- that of her own daughter walking in and finding them like this... and after that thing with her father and her own aunt, no telling what another shock would do to the poor girl.

She moaned as Chuck's cock entered her cunt fully and she whispered a silent prayer that nothing that vile ever befell her lovely Susan again, then dismissed it from her mind as the room spun with a thousand colors and Chuck's cock became the center of her universe.

At Greg and Lisa's, Suzy strapped on the dildo her mother had worn the night before as two of the boys hoisted Pam up on the ring, her wrists tied firmly. She stood and watched as they moved their hands over her slender body, then stood back as Suzy picked up the riding crop and told Greg, "I'd give anything in the world to have Mom hanging like this..." and she reached down and stroked the dildo between her legs.

Greg patted her on the ass and said, "Maybe that can be arranged, sweetheart... we were thinking of asking them over for another party tonight..."

Suzy flicked his long cock with the end of the crop and smiled at Lisa, who sat on a pillow with a dreamy-eyed girl on her lap, two fingers up her cunt and a tit in her other hand as one of the boys shoved his prick into her mouth. "You arrange that, Mr. Wonderful... and Pam and I will be yours for free, the rest of the summer. Is it a deal?"

"It's a deal, partner..." he told her, and patted her bare ass again as she raised the whip to let it fall across Pam's exposed ass. And Greg wondered how he could arrange that... Perhaps, just perhaps... and he wondered if he could persuade Tom Ward and Chuck Hoagarty to fuck their girls. And if he could, he just might get their mothers involved too!

THE END

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