Jeff Davis

The preacher_s daughters

CHAPTER ONE

Louise pushed back against the insistent hand of her husband. He was urging her face down across his belly toward the rock-hard shaft of his cock. Her mind and her body rebelled against the demand he was making. It wasn't the first time that he had tried to coax her to perform the repulsive act.

"No, Martin!" she hissed. Her hand caught his wrist and pulled his hand away from, the back of her head.

He groaned disappointedly and let his hand drop to his side. Louise almost sighed. She lay rigid at his side for several minutes, both silent. Finally, she let her slim fingers creep across his hairy belly and circled the base of his still rigid shaft. Her fingers stroked the pulsing shaft, slowly, gently.

Martin remained still and quiet as her hand stirred him to the heat of lust. He was reluctant to surrender but her fingers were doing their work.

"Ooooo!" she cooed. "It's so hot! I want it inside me, sooo bad!"

Her whispered words and the urging of her hand dissolved the last of his reluctance. He rolled toward her, his hand falling between her firm thighs, his fingers combing through the soft bush of curly hair. He probed between the fleshy lips and found her slit hot and wet. Her legs parted as she rolled onto her back. His fingers plunged into the slushy tunnel of her cunt, his palm pressing against the top of the crevice. Her hips began to work slowly.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned, her hand tugging feverishly at his cock.

Martin wasn't giving in that easy, despite his passion and desire. His probing finger slid from her cunt and sliced up between the slippery lips, finding the hard little knob of her clit. He stroked and teased it for a moment or two, enjoying the effect that it had on her.

Louise felt the strum of his finger on her love button and waves of heat shot through her. Her hips lifted and her legs opened wider. She panted through her parted lips, her tongue flicking across her dry mouth. Her last thread of inhibition seemed to melt away. Her body screamed for the blunt end of his cock pressing against the entrance of her cunt.

"Oh, please! Do it!" she rasped, her fingernails raking his skin as she pulled at his body.

Through the haze of her passion, Louise could tell that he was on the brink of losing control. She urged and begged, jerking each time his finger flicked across her clit. She felt as if there was a searing fire boiling in her insides. Her ass bounced and her legs flexed.

"Please! Martin, please!"

He trembled and rolled his body onto hers. Her full firm thighs opened as he slid between them. Louise shivered as she felt his muscular thighs pressing against the tender skin of her inner thighs and the hot knob of his cock bumping against the lips of her pussy. Her hips rose and she clawed at his back. She felt his hand dip between them and guide the head of his cock into the mushy hole of her cunt.

"Ahhhhhh!" she sighed as she felt the blunt end of his cock part the fleshy lips and push into the entrance of her pulsing cunt.

His hips paused and then dropped, driving his cock into her. She jerked and locked her legs behind his thighs. She pulled and clutched at his shoulders. She gritted her teeth and strained up against him until she felt his balls bump against her upturned ass. She shivered and let her mind slip away and her body take over.

Her ass lifted and fell with each slow thrust of his cock, trying to get it just a little deeper inside. Her whole body seemed to hunger for the flood of warmth that he would soon spurt into her. She urged and thrashed, feeling her own pleasure building and nearing release.

"Ooooo, sooo good!" she whined against his shoulder.

"What is?" he asked.

His question sank in slowly. Her mind wrestled to try to cope with the question. Her body was too much in control for it to succeed.

"What's good?" he repeated.

"Oh, your… thing," she squeaked.

His hips stopped suddenly and held just the bulbous head of his cock inside her cunt. He stared down at her, a strange look in his eyes. Through the slits of her eyes she looked up at him and tried to understand what he was trying to do.

"Don't stop!" she whimpered.

"Then say it!" His voice was harsh and demanding.

She tried to scoot up and pull his cock back inside her but he held her off. She moaned and soft desperation surge up inside her.

"Say what?" she rasped.

"What feels so good?"

"Y… your cock," her words came, almost inaudible.

"What? I didn't hear you," he tormented.

"Your cock!" she replied, louder. The word came out only after she had forced it to. Her mind was still fighting to reach the surface and take control of her being. Her lust had reached the point of no return. Deep down, she felt a strange thrill as she used the word. She had always tried to keep her mind and language clean. Now, he had forced her to say it and she knew that she had felt an unexplainable pleasure.

"Your pussy feels fantastic," he whispered into her ear as he eased his cock back to the hilt in her wet, spasming hole.

"Quick, do it! Push your… cock into it!" she rasped. Her passion was reaching the peak. She could feel the tension in her belly like a taut wire.

"Good fucking!" he muttered through gritted teeth as he plunged in and out of her.

"Oh! Oh! Oooo, yeeessssss!" she whined. Her body strained up into an arch and her muscles stiffened. The dam broke and the tension snapped. Pleasure exploded like a bomb in her belly and flashed through her body.

Her cunt squeezed and milked at his thrusting cock as she climaxed. Martin moaned into her neck and shivered. His body stiffened and Louise felt the surge of heat as his balls emptied into her. She shuddered and came again.

"Oh, fill it full, baby!" she gurgled as his cock convulsed inside her, splashing his hot thick cum into the spasming tunnel of her cunt.

Long seconds dragged as they hovered bodies rigid, pleasure washing through them. Slowly, Louise eased back to the bed and he followed her, his panting breath, hot on her neck. He rolled slowly from her body, his cock sliding from her cunt, leaving it oozing the slippery juices of their love making.

Louise sighed and cuddled to his hard body, her thighs squeezing the lips of her pussy, trying to close in his cum.

Kathy shivered as she lay in her bed, on the other side of the wall from her parent's bed. She had lain quietly, almost afraid to move listening to their love making. Her thirteen-year-old body was feverish and tingling from her eavesdropping. Her young mind had tried to comprehend what the sounds and voices had represented, without too much success.

She knew the basic facts of life and that sex was a pleasurable thing, confined to marriage. But the pest few months as she had matured and the girls her age at school had matured, she had been exposed to some new and different viewpoints on the subject.

She thought of the book that Sharon, her friend, had brought to school one day. She had found it in her parents' bedroom and slipped it out with her. The two of them had sneaked quick peeks at it during school and then had hidden in the garage at Kathy's house and studied the text and the pictures carefully.

As Kathy had listened to the muffled sounds of her parents making love, she had recalled several of the pictures and tried to picture her mother and father in the various positions and acts. The effort had been partially successful. But it had left her feeling strange. Her young body was hot as if she had a fever and she itched down between her legs. She had kicked the sheet off and pulled up her cotton gown to try to cool off. The crotch of her panties felt hot and sticky.

Timidly, her small hand slid across her flat tummy and over the soft cloth of the undergarment. She hesitated for a moment, remembering her mother's admonition to not touch herself there. Curiosity got the better of her and she let her finger touch the band of cloth between her thighs. It was hot and damp. The touch of her finger on the firm fleshy lips, sent a strange sensation of pleasure through her small body. She almost flinched with the feeling.

She thought of the book and the pictures and of her father. The men in the pictures had such large things. She wondered if her father's stood up like theirs and if it was as big. She remembered a picture of a woman with a man's thing in her mouth and wondered if her mother did that to her father. She wondered how it felt and how it tasted.

Suddenly, she realized that her finger was rubbing back and forth over her crotch and she was feeling a hotter, more pleasurable sensation. She paused to savor the feeling. Her legs were open slightly and she pushed her finger deeper into the cleft, a tingle running through her young body.

Her mind returned to the memory of the pictures and comparing her father to the men in them. She felt a special tremor each time she thought of him. She wondered what his thing looked like and how big it was. She searched her mind, trying to remember what the book had called them. Cocks! It came to her suddenly. That's what she had heard her mother say through the wall.

Her panties were in the way, she decided. Her hand slipped under the waistband and touched the damp lips of her pussy. A soft sigh escaped her throat as her finger probed between the lips and found the little button. It felt so good when she touched that little button.

Kathy didn't know what was happening but she knew that she liked it. Her whole body seemed to glow and the shivers of pleasure that ran through her felt delicious. She felt something building up deep inside her. Like a tension or something. The tighter it got, the faster she rubbed hi her little hairless slit. Her finger was making soft wet noises.

Her mouth was open and she panted like she had just run up a hill. Her mind was a hazy blur of pictures. She imagined her father, naked, his cock standing out and her fingers touching it, caressing it.

Her small body jerked and she felt the tension snap. She gritted her teeth and clamped her eyes shut. Intense waves of pleasure shook her small body. She almost cried out, it felt so good.

For several seconds, she hung in the hot clutch of pleasure that shook her body. Slowly, she settled down. Her finger slid from her crotch, wet with a warm slippery dew. She lay quietly, regaining her breath.

For a moment, she felt shame. She had done something naughty. Something that her mother had warned her against, as being the work of the Devil. She was almost afraid. Then she thought for a moment and decided that something that felt that good, couldn't be all that bad. She knew that she would do it again.

As she drifted off to sleep, her mind questioned again her father's cock and whether he and her mother did the thing that the people in the book had done.

Louise wrapped her robe around her and crossed the hall to the bedroom from the bathroom. As she turned the knob on the door, she paused. She had glanced into Kathy's bedroom. The girl lay on the bed, her gown pulled up above her waist, exposing her young body. She stepped into the room and looked down at the girl. Her hands lay at her sides. Louise sniffed. She smelled the faint odor of pussy. At first she thought she might not have cleaned herself thoroughly. Stepping closer to the bed, the odor was stronger.

In the dim light, she could see the crotch of Kathy's panties clinging to the lips of her young pussy. Louise cocked her head to one side, puzzled. The soft material between the girls thighs looked damp. She paused and then reached out. Her fingers touched the crotch of the girl's panties and found that they were damp. Louise pulled her hand away quickly and stood for a moment, wrestling with the obvious.

The woman pulled the girl's gown back down over her body and turned to the door. She stopped just inside it and looked back at the girl's sleeping body. Biting her lips with consternation, she turned and entered the door of her own bedroom.

Martin lay on his back still naked. His limp cock still looked damp from their love making. She looked away quickly and crossed to her closet.

Slipping out of her robe, she hurriedly pulled her gown over her head and pulled on a clean pair of panties. Turning, she crawled into bed.

"Martin," she said softly.

"Mmm," he replied.

"Don't you think you should get your pajamas on."

"Why?" He turned to look at her.

"Well, what if one of the girls wandered in," she replied.

"Okay." His voice was tired and quiet.

He rolled off the bed and pulled on his pajamas. Louise watched from the corner of her eye. What she had seen in Kathy's room was gnawing at her.

"Martin," she said.

"Huh."

"Kathy's growing up." She didn't know how to broach the subject.

"Yes, I know." His voice told her that he didn't know either.

"She's becoming a woman. It won't be long before she will be thinking about boys and then after that, in a couple of years, she will be dating."

He had turned to look at her, his eyes searching her face for a hint at what was bothering her. She felt his eyes searching her expression and turned to face him.

"We've tried to teach her right from wrong and you have explained the facts of life to her and all. So what's bothering you?"

"I don't know. I just wish I knew how things were going to turn out. What kind of a girl she was going to be and all," she replied. Her voice was almost as far away as her thoughts.

"She'll be fine. Don't worry about her," he assured her.

"I hope so." Louise's thoughts were drifting back to her own adolescence and her dates.

She had lost her cherry when she was fifteen. In a weak moment she had drank a couple of beers with her cousin and she had succumbed to his demands. It had hurt and she went for months thinking that sex was just pain, until Ted had come along. He was a college freshman and she had fallen head over heels in love with him. On the second date with him, he had worked her to a fever pitch and then before she knew it, she was naked. His mouth touched every inch of her body, leaving a wet trail.

His tongue and lips had dwelled on her pussy, driving her to a frenzy. She had begged him to put it in her. Slowly, gently, he had complied with her wishes. She had never felt such sensations as his cock stirred in her and when his come had flooded her cunt, she had climaxed for the first time in her life and from that minute on; she was his to command.

It went on for two months and then he didn't come one weekend. No word, no call, nothing. When she finally swallowed her pride and called his dorm, she was told that he was out. She called three times, leaving the same message and getting the same run around. She gave up finally.

It took a long time for her to recover. She had long since pulled herself back together and was a freshman herself when she met Martin. He was a ministry student and dedicated to his aspiration. He hadn't even tried to seduce her. She had made up her mind that no male would get in her pants again until she had a marriage license and had used it.

She succeeded. Martin hadn't made any effort until their wedding night.

Martin's weight settling on the bed brought her thoughts back to the present. He kissed her lightly and turned over. Louise lay for nearly an hour mulling over in her mind the situation of her daughter. As she considered Kathy, she thought of Beth, her eleven-year-old, also. She was trying to forecast their futures when she drifted off to sleep.

CHAPTER TWO

Martin finished his breakfast and kissed Louise goodbye. She watched him through the kitchen window as he pulled the car out of the driveway and down the street. She sighed softly and finished the dishes.

Martin drove by the church and checked with the church secretary for calls. Nothing was pressing so he told her that he was going to do some visiting before lunch. He swung his car back out into the street and drove several blocks over to Palmdale Avenue. The street was quiet this morning and the old oaks along the sides shaded the street from the morning sun. He pulled the car to a stop in the driveway of one of the old, well-kept houses.

Reaching the door, he rang the bell. After a few moments, the door swung open and a stately lady of some fifty odd years greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning, Reverend! How nice of you to drop by," she said warmly, motioning him inside.

"Good morning, Mrs. Parker," he replied. Seeing that she was still in her robe, he paused. "If you like, I can come back later," he added.

"Nonsense!" she chided. "What mischief could an old lady get a young man like you into?"

He stepped into the cool living room and took the chair that she motioned to. She paused and smiled at him.

"Would you like some coffee? I was about to have mine."

"Yes, thank you. That would be fine." He watched her leave the room, a strange feeling creeping up the back of his neck. She was a fine figure of a woman for her age. In the robe, her figure still had a youthful look. She had been a widow for four years and he wondered why she hadn't remarried. She was pretty enough to attract a man and he knew that she was comfortable financially. With a shrug he dismissed the train of thought and settled back in the chair.

She returned with two cups, setting one on the table near his chair. "I believe you take it black," she said, pausing for an answer.

"Yes. And thank you," he replied, lifting the cup to his lips.

She eased herself onto the sofa across from him and sipped her coffee. Her eyes seemed to watch him closely. He was almost uncomfortable. He set his cup aside and smiled at her.

"Well, Mrs. Parker, how have you been?" he asked.

"Martin, how many times do I have to tell you, my name is Julia and you are to call me that. And I have been fine," came her spirited reply.

"All right, Julia. You look marvelous. I keep hoping that I'll have the pleasure of performing a marriage ceremony between you and some fine gentleman," he teased.

"Ha! There are damn few 'fine gentlemen' around. Besides, I'm waiting for you." She raised an eyebrow and enjoyed the banter.

Martin grinned and shook his head. He relaxed and lifted his coffee again.

"How have you been?" she asked over the rim of her cup. Her grey eyes echoed the question but at a deeper level.

"Just fine. The girls are growing and Louise is healthy and lovely as ever," he replied. She crossed her legs and he caught a glimpse of white thighs. A lump formed in his throat. He looked quickly back to her face.

"Yes, Louise is lowly and seems to be everything that a man could want in a wife," Julia echoed. Her tone and her eyes seemed to ridicule her words.

"She is!" Martin knew that his tone was wrong. He wondered what subconscious thought had come to the surface in his actions. Julia had noticed, also.

The robe had slipped off her knees and Martin was having trouble keeping his eyes on her face. Her legs were long and well shaped and the skin looked like marble. He swallowed hard and tried harder.

Julia was aware of her bared legs but made no move to cover them. Her eyes seemed to laugh. She watched him and then slowly uncrossed them, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees, hands cradling her cup.

"I'm sure that she takes care of all your needs," she added. Her voice was lower and throaty. Martin almost flinched with the effect that it had on him.

"Oh, yes, completely," he replied. His tone was still wrong and they both caught it.

"You would be quite a man to handle." The sentence dripped with insinuation.

Martin looked away from her and tried to think of someway to change the subject. His cock was pulsing beneath his slacks and he could feel it already beginning to harden.

"Uh, how are your flowers this year?" he stuttered.

"They're fine. The loveliest I've ever had," she replied. Her tone was still soft and husky and he could feel her eyes on him.

He looked back to her and her gray eyes were fixed on the slight bulge in his lap. She licked slowly over her full lips and then she met his eyes and smiled slightly.

"Would you like to see them?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes! Yes, I would," he said with more than a little relief.

"Then come along. I have one very special one I would enjoy showing you." She stood and held out her hand to him.

He rose and took her hand letting her lead him through the large house to a sun porch. The glassed in worn was full of flowers and plants. She stopped just inside the door and maintained her grasp on his hand. Martin stopped and felt the light, brief brush of the back of her hand across the front of his slacks. His cock jerked and he sucked in his breath sharply. She seemed to ignore his reaction.

"They are beautiful!" he exclaimed, surveying the room.

"Thank you. I think they are the best I have had." Her pride was evident.

Martin's palm was sweating against hers and he was feeling a little warm. The room was warm with the morning sun but that wasn't what was making him warm.

She released his hand and he turned to look at her. There was a liquid, hazy look to her eyes and her lips were parted. He stared at her for a moment, confused.

"Now, for the special treat I promised." Her voice was a husky whisper. "Sit down here and I'll show you."

He lowered himself into the wicker chair and stared up at her. She smiled and gazed back at him through heavy-lidded eyes.

Suddenly, she dropped to her knees between his feet. Martin gasped. Her slim fingers clutched the half-hard bulge of his cock through his slacks.

"Julia!" he choked.

"Oh, be quiet and let an old lady have her fun," she chided. "Besides, if you don't co-operate, I'll have to tell the other ladies how you came to visit and made lewd and obscene suggestions to me, a poor defenseless old lady."

Her threat and the movement of her fingers quieted his objections for a moment. By the time he had recovered from the shock and would have fought from another angle, her hot, soft fingers were inside his slacks, tugging his swelling cock out.

"Ooooo! Such a nice big cock!" she crooned, fondling the hard column of flesh. "It looks delicious!"

Her last three words stabbed into Martin's mind. He stiffened and felt the last thread of his inhibitions dissolve. He looked down at her and waited.

She rolled his cock between her palms, her eyes fixed on it her tongue flicking across her lips expectantly.

"Does your wife suck your cock, Martin?" she asked without taking her eyes off it.

Martin was too stunned to answer. He sat very still and watched her, her hands and words bringing his blood to a boil.

"Well? Does she?" Julia insisted, turning her eyes up to his face, briefly.

"Uh, no," he replied weakly.

"Oh, that's terrible! Such a waste of lovely cock and delicious cum!" Her breathing was becoming ragged and wafted hotly over the sensitive skin of his cock.

Cradling his throbbing cock in her palms, she dipped her head and flicked her pointed tongue across the dark head. Martin gasped and his hips jerked. Her tongue made slow circles around and around the silky knob, her breath hot and moist over it.

"Mmmmm! It's delicious!" she purred. "Your cum will just have to taste a good or better."

Martin was gripping the arms of the chair, his head lolling on his shoulders, his teeth clenched against the racking sensations that her tongue and lips were stirring in his gorged cock. Her lips nipped at the dark bulbous head, her tongue stabbing at the tiny slit. She paused and turned her head aside, one hand leaving his cock for a moment and then returning. He lifted his head to see what the interruption was. Her mouth opened and she circled his cockhead with her soft lips.

"Ahhhhh!" he gasped as her mouth slipped lower and lower over his cock. Her tongue laved the underside of the shaft as she sucked and squeezed the pulsing rod. Slowly, he realized that there were no sharp edges in her mouth, only soft wet flesh. He knew what she had done. She had removed her teeth. The thought and the sensation on the hot sucking orifice drove him to a fever pitch.

"Mmmmphh!" she moaned around his cock. Her head was bobbing over his lap in ever quickening rhythm.

Martin was having difficulty. His balls were throbbing and aching. He knew that it would be a matter of seconds before it would be all over. He fought the pressure, trying to stay his climax. He was fighting a losing battle. Her mouth was pulling hungrily, urgently at his cock. She sucked as if she were starving. Her hot breath whistled through her nostrils and her fingers squeezed and massaged the base of his cock. His fingers combed through her silver curls as he gripped her head.

"Ummm hmmmm!" she hummed. Her mouth quickened its pace and her body was trembling.

Martin looked down through the slits of his eyes and saw her hand between her thighs, her robe and gown pulled up out of the way and her fingers, hidden from sight by the folds of cloth, obviously were digging in her cunt.

He groaned and arched his hips high. The woman clung to him, her mouth sinking over the total length of his vibrating cock. He felt the back of her throat pressing against his cockhead.

"Aaahhhhh! AAW. Uh! Uh!" His body stiffened. His hands held her head tightly.

Julia moaned and forced her head back until just the bulbous head of his cock remained captured by her mouth. Martin shivered and the first gusher of his thick, hot cum burst into her mouth. She whimpered and swallowed greedily. Her throat worked and her lips clenched tighter.

Again and again his cock bucked in her toothless mouth and flooded it with his creamy cum. She gulped each geyser down and eagerly awaited the next. Martin shuddered and the final spurt filled her mouth and her body shook as she crashed into her own climax. She thrashed at his feet, her mouth sucking and squeezing his cock as she rode the throes of climax. With a gasp, she relaxed and held his pulsing, spent cock in her mouth, mouthing it softly.

Martin sat in stunned pleasure soaked silence for several minutes, his eyes closed, his chest heaving as ho tried to regain his breath. He felt her release his cock and her body shifted. His eyes flickered and opened. She sat between his feet, smiling up at him. Her teeth glistened whitely behind the smile.

"Absolutely delicious cum!" she sighed.

"Ooooo!" he half-groaned, half-sighed. His cock lay still half-hard, outside his fly. He reached to tuck it back in his pants.

"Oh, no! Not yet!" she objected, catching his hand.

He looked down at her, his face betraying his shock. He could feel her fingers stroking the slippery sides of his cock shaft. His body was still buzzing with the effects of coming.

"Let's go back inside for the next round," she suggested. She rose to her feet nimbly and offered him her hand. He staggered to his feet and let her lead him into the kitchen.

She released his hand and turned to face him, her back to the small dining table. She lifted her gown and robe until she was exposed from the waist down. Her slim legs were joined to youthful thighs. At the juncture of them, her dark pussy hair with flecks of gray in it lay matted with juices from her cunt.

"If you eat me nicely, I have a special dessert for you," she purred, sliding back onto the table and opening her legs. Her dark red pussy lips opened. The inner surfaces of them were shiny with her slippery dew. She leaned back on her elbows and waited.

Martin stood for a moment, his mind befuddled. He looked down at the woman's drooling cunt and the relaxed, confident expression on her face and then back to her cunt. Something stirred deep in his loins. Heat rose through him and his cock stirred and throbbed, his mouth watering at the thought of the taste of her cunt. He dropped to his knees and lowered his head toward her crotch.

"Oooo, yes! Lick my pussy, Martin!" Julia cooed.

His nostrils picked up the faint sharp odor of her cunt and it pushed his fever higher. His tongue reached out and he scooped it through the gaping slit, funneling the collected juices into his mouth. Lust boiled up inside him and he moaned. His hands slid under her thighs, lifting them onto his shoulders, the soft inner skin pressing against his cheeks.

"Ahhh! Eat it! Eat that slimy cunt!" Her voice sounded faraway and strained. Her hands tangled in his hair and she pulled his face tighter against her cunt.

Martin became lost in her pussy. His mind as well as his mouth became involved in the slippery juices, the soft curls and the fleshy, satiny lips. He licked and sucked hungrily, driven by some unidentifiable drive to suck her dry and drive her body to a frenzy of pleasure.

Her hips were flexing slowly, her firm ass slapping softly against the table top. Her fingers clawed at his head and her moans became more and more insistent. Martin thrust his tongue as deep as he could reach into the hot wet cavern of her cunt and she jerked. He tongue fucked her for several seconds, savoring the sweet-sour taste.

"Soooo good!" Julia moaned. "Soooo fucking goood!"

Martin had become a mindless wild man. His lust boiled and throbbed through him and his tongue craved the thin slippery juices of her cunt. He licked and sucked, his hands cupping her ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh. His tongue sliced up through the folds of her pussy and found the hard little knob of her clit. Her whole body stiffened as his tongue caressed it.

"Aaaahhhhhhhhh!" Her muscles tightened and her legs clamped around his head.

He flicked back and forth over the tiny love button. His lips circled it and he sucked. Every attention he gave it drove her further into her frenzy until she screeched and began to tremble. Her body bounced on the table and her hands clawed at his head. Her throat emitted hoarse animal growls as her climax racked her.

Martin lapped hungrily at the almost steady stream of thin sweet juice that oozed from her cunt. His face and chin were coated with it and he sucked in every drop that he could reach.

Julia shuddered and moaned. Her hands pushed at his head as her legs relaxed and released their hold on his head. He sat back on his heels, and stared at her gaping wet curd. He could see her pussy walls spasming in the final, waves of her climax.

Still panting, she pushed herself up to a sitting position and smiled dreamily down at him. Her hand cupped her pussy lovingly and she shivered.

"Now, for your dessert," she rasped. "Looks like you are ready for it." Her eyes had dropped to his hard pulsing cock.

She slid off the table and stood a moment, getting her balance and straightening her robe and gown. "Sit over here. I'll be right back," she instructed.

Martin scrambled to his feet and settled into the chair she had indicated. He sat on the edge of it, his blood still pounding, his cock jerking slowly with his pulse. He heard Julia talking to someone and then footsteps came through the house toward him.

Martin's jaw dropped and he froze as Julia came into the kitchen. At her side was a girl, barely twelve or thirteen. He looked from the girl to Julia and then back to the girl. She was clad in panties and shoes and socks. She was smiling boldly.

"Wha…!" he gasped.

"Martin, this is my granddaughter, Sharon. Sharon, this is Reverend Skinner," Julia replied.

"He does have a nice cock, Grandma," the girl said softly.

Martin suddenly remembered that his cock was exposed. He reached for it. A disappointed look flashed across the girl's face and she looked up at Julia.

"Now, Martin, don't be embarrassed, this is the dessert I promised you," Julia scolded. "She loves to suck cocks as much as her grandmother does."

Martin could only stare at the two females. The girl kept smiling at him, glancing down at his cock. Her bare breasts were small cones of flesh, barely more than nipples. Her filmy panties teased his eyes with the shadow of the crevice that ran down between her thighs. His eyes came back to her face and she was licking her lips, her eyes fixed hungrily on his cock. Her small hand dropped to her crotch and rubbed slowly over the slight bulge of her pussy.

"Don't be bashful, Sharon. Go suck his sweet cock," Julia urged.

The girl moved slowly toward Martin, her eyes never varying from his swollen tool. She stopped just in front of him and reached out to touch his face. Martin shivered as the small warm fingers brushed his cheek. She moved closer and her hand slipped behind his head. Before he realized what she was doing, she was pulling his face toward her bare chest.

"Would you suck my nipples, please Reverend?" she asked in a small voice.

Martin moaned low. The budding breast pressed to his lips, the small nipple hard and hot. His mouth opened and his tongue lashed the small bud. The girl gasped and pulled harder at the back of his head. He circled the nipple and sucked it gently. He closed his eyes and slid his hand around the girl's hip, the silky cloth of her panties caressing his palm. He cupped her small ass and massaged it gently.

"Oooo! Nice!" Sharon puffed as his tongue laved her nipple. Her small hand sought his cock and closed around the feverish head.

Martin groaned and sucked harder. Her small fingers were driving all inhibitions and reluctance from him. His hand squeezed the firm cheeks of her small ass. His other hand touched the soft warm skin of her thigh and skimmed up it to the warm crotch of her panties. The girl gasped and tugged at his cock. His fingers probed the slippery nylon, pushing it into the little slit.

In the back of his mind it dawned on Martin that the girl was about the same age and size as Kathy. A flood of heat and lust surged through him. For a moment, he didn't realize what had caused it. Then he knew that he was fantasizing about his own daughter. He nibbled the girl's nipple and pushed his finger into the firm lipped crevice of her little pussy.

"Oh, Grandma! He's making me come!" she squeaked.

His lingers nabbed deeper and harder at the girl's pussy and he sucked and tongued at her little nipple with mindless passion.

"That's nice! Let it come, baby!" the woman urged. Martin could detect an overtone of breathlessness and lust in the woman's voice. He couldn't see her but he knew that she was probably close by, jacking herself off.

Suddenly, something tugged the girl's panties down, leaving Martin's fingers pressed against her naked, wet little pussy.

"Thank you, Grandma," the girl rasped. Her small body was jerking back and forth against the pressure of Martin's fingers. Her small hand flew back and forth over his swollen cock.

"Ahhh! Ahhhhhhh!" she groaned and trembled against his face and hand. Warm, slippery juices drenched his fingers.

Sharon pushed his wet mouth from her nipple and smiled at him. "Thank you for a nice come," she whispered, holding his face in her small hands. "Now, it's your turn."

The small body dropped between his knees and her little hands cupped his cock. Her fingers barely reached around the shaft. Martin slumped slightly in the chair and watched fascinated as the girl's face dropped to his crotch, her mouth stretching open wide. The dark head of his cock touched her taut lips and he almost came. He jerked and groaned as the wet heat of her mouth pushed down over the throbbing head. Her small tongue flicked quickly back and forth over it.

Martin lifted his glazed eyes and found Julia sitting nearby, her gown and robe pulled up, her legs open, her fingers tearing at her drooling, gaping cunt as she watched the girl sucking his cock.

"Good, isn't she?" she grunted.

"Mmmmm!" was all the reply he could muster.

"She is an expert pussy eater, too."

Martin looked at the woman. His mind conjured up a picture of the girl kneeling between her grandmother's thighs, her small mouth cupped around the woman's mushy cunt, sucking the sweet juices from it. He shivered with the thought and felt his body press dangerously close to the point of coming.

Sharon was moaning over his cock, the vibrations of her mouth and throat adding yet another sensation to the multitude that he was feeling. He caught her small head in his hands and held it still as he fucked his cockhead slowly in and out of her tight mouth. She gurgled and sucked hard and deep.

"Fill her mouth full! She loves cum!" Julia rasped from her chair. Martin glanced at her in time to see the woman shuddering in the throes of a climax. Her fingers dug at her oozing cunt, her legs jerking and her body shaking.

Sharon shivered as if she were coming. Martin looked down at the girl and saw the strained expression on her small face. He could see both of her hands so he knew that she wasn't jacking off. She shivered again and groaned around his cock. She was coming from just the act of sucking him off.

He thrust again and again into the tight little mouth, the little tongue stabbing at the sensitive flesh of his cockhead. His balls convulsed and he jerked. He felt the sudden swelling in the shaft of his cock and stiffened.

The girl recognized the symptoms and braced herself for the flood. Hot, thick cum boiled into her mouth and she whimpered, her throat working as she swallowed hungrily. Her body flexed and she jerked as she came herself. Each gusher of cum was quickly and greedily swallowed until Martin gasped and issued the final spud. Sharon was shuddering convulsively as she rode out the ebbing waves of her climax.

For several minutes, the girl held his cock in her mouth, closing it gently. Her tongue laved it, licking the last drops of his cream from it. Finally, she let it slide from her lips and looked up at him, her smile shiny with his cum.

"I told you that she was dessert. She is special, isn't she?" Julia asked.

"Very special," Martin gasped.

"His cock is absolutely luscious!" the girl bubbled.

"I know," Julie replied.

Martin looked at the two, and found he was speechless. Julia smiled at him and rose. She lifted the girl gently from the floor. The naked little body held Martin's eyes with some strange magic.

"I'll give you a hint of what's in store for your next visit," Julia said. Her slim fingers dropped and probed the girl's naked little pussy and came out glistening with her juices. Her fingers came to his lips and pushed between them. The sweet taste of the young pussy filled his mouth and throat. His cock pulsed.

"Put the reverend's cock back in his pants and run along, Sharon. I'll see him out and then join you," the woman instructed.

"Yes, Grandma," the girl replied. Her small hands grasped Martin's cock. She bent and kissed it lightly and then slipped back inside his fly and tugged the zipper closed.

"Thank you, Reverend Skinner, for a nice snack. I'm looking forward to your next visit. Thinking about it makes my pussy burn," the girl said.

"Thank you, Sharon," Martin mumbled, still in a slight state of shock.

The girl turned and skipped out of the room. Martin struggled to his feet and faced the woman. She smiled and motioned, toward the front of the house.

"Thank you for your visit, Martin. I thank you and Sharon thanks you and my pussy thanks you," she expressed softly.

"You won't tell, Julia?" he fumbled.

"Please, Martin, don't concern yourself. This will be our little secret," she assured him.

"I don't know what to say," he confessed.

"No words needed. We have had a nice morning and no one was harmed. Goodbye for now," she replied. She kissed his cheek lightly and opened the front door.

Martin stepped out into the morning sun and headed for his car. His mind was buzzing and his body was satiated.

CHAPTER THREE

Kathy pulled the cotton panties up over her narrow girlish hips and slipped into her robe. The bathroom was warm and humid from her shower. She stepped quickly into the hall and peeked into her parents' bedroom. Her mother was asleep, fully clothed, on the bed. Her father was still at the church meeting. She turned aside and entered her own bedroom.

The evening was almost as warm as the bathroom had been. Kathy slid the robe off her shoulders and tossed it onto a chair. She paused before the full-length mirror and looked at the reflection of her nearly nude adolescent body. Her budding breasts were tiny hills under her small nipples. Her tummy still had a little bulge of baby fat. Her hips were slim and her ass just beginning to round out. She struck several poses, shaking her head and clucking to herself with disappointment.

She ran her small hands up her sides and over her chest. Her fingers brushed the hard little knobs of her nipples and a tingle ran through her. Goosebumps popped up on her skin. She shivered and brushed her fingertips over the sensitive buttons. She sighed softly and let them flick slowly back and forth over them. She bit her lip against the sensation. Between her legs seemed to suddenly itch. She squeezed her thighs together, grinding the pouting lips together between them.

She plucked at her nipples, watching in the mirror. Her small pussy flexed again and again as she squeezed her thighs together. The itch inside her panties was getting unbearable. One small hand slid from her nipple and dropped down across her belly. Timidly, she stroked the slight indention in the front of the cotton cloth. Her fingertip pressed lightly into it and touched the little knob hidden between the firm lips. Her hips jerked and she gasped as the intense sensation shot through her.

Her face was flushed and her eyes were drooping. Her small mouth opened and her breath quickened. In the back of her mind, something worked hard at telling her that she was doing wrong, but her body subdued the objection. The feelings that were surging through her were too pleasant to stop.

Her finger probed deeper into the cleft between her small thighs. She rubbed and teased the little knob of her clit. Her thighs parted, her knees bending slightly. Her other hand rubbed and pinched at her nipples. Her breathing was ragged and raspy. Her hips began to flex, hunching a little.

"Do you do that, too?" a voice asked from behind the girl.

Kathy froze and jerked her head around quickly. Her sister, Beth stood in the doorway, clad in her robe. The younger girl's face was repeating the question that she had just asked. For a moment Kathy stared. She let her hands slide away from her body and turned to face her sister. She licked her dry lips and looked away in embarrassment.

"What do you mean?" Kathy's voice was husky and a little choked.

"I thought I was the only one around here who played with herself," she replied, a little embarrassed, also.

Kathy stepped back to her bed and let her legs fold under her as she sat down. "Do you do it, too?" she asked.

"Umm yah. Feels good, doesn't it?" Beth replied. She crossed to the bed and dropped onto it, facing the older girl.

"Yeah. Sometimes too good. How long have you been doing it?"

"I don't really know. About as long as I can remember. Before I even went to school, I use to do it at night after I went to bed." The girl's large eyes looked back at Kathy as she talked. "It sure is hot, tonight." She opened the robe and let it hang. Kathy saw that she was clad in just her panties under it.

"How long had you been watching?" Kathy asked.

"Just a couple of minutes. I had come to ask you something and when I saw what you were doing, I couldn't help but be quiet and watch. I guess it was curiosity."

Kathy was assessing the girl's body. Her chest was still flat although her nipples were rigid. Kathy wondered if her sister had been playing with herself before she had come to her room. Beth's belly was a little rounder with baby fat. She sat cross-legged, her thighs wide open. Kathy could see the bulge of her little mound and she was sure that she could see the indentation in the band of cloth between them that indicated her little slit.

"Your titties are getting bigger," the girl said suddenly.

Kathy blushed and glanced down at the mere buds of breasts on her chest. "Not really," she mumbled.

"Better than mine." Beth touched one, of her own nipples.

"They'll grow," Kathy assured her. "Have you got any hair?"

"A little. It's still blonde and fuzzy," Kathy confided, relaxing a little.

"I've barely got any fuzz." The younger girl made a slight pouting expression to accent her words.

"How, how do you do it?" Kathy asked on impulse.

"About the same way you do, only I lay down. It's uncomfortable standing up."

"I don't normally stand up. I just happened to be looking at myself and got started. Do you rub on the outside of your panties or inside?" Kathy leaned a little closer and lowered her voice.

"Inside. Feels so much better that way," Beth replied. "Does yours get all wet and slippery?"

"Sometimes. At first I thought I had wet my pants." Kathy giggled a little as she revealed the fact.

"Me, too." Beth joined her giggling.

"What do you think about while you do it?"

"I don't know," Beth paused to think. "Different things."

"Anything in particular," Kathy pursued.

"Oh, rock singers, nice scouts. Sometimes something nice that has happened." The girl shrugged.

"Like?"

"I don't know. You know like when Daddy has wrestled with us or held me on his lap and cuddled."

Kathy smiled slightly. She was relieved to discover that she wasn't the only one who thought about him when she did it.

Kathy noticed that Beth's hand had fallen on the inside of her open thighs and was stroking unconsciously at her own flesh as they talked. A warmth spread through the older girl that she couldn't explain. She watched as her sister stroked her own leg slowly, her hand coming closer and closer to the crotch of her panties. Kathy's own slit was beginning to itch and throb a little.

"Mom still asleep?" Beth asked.

Kathy nodded. Her sister was rubbing at her cotton-covered pussy, unashamed. Her small ass was wiggling as she began to feet the stirring of deep pleasure. Kathy was having difficulty sitting still herself. Her nipples were erect and rigid. They seemed to ache with the stir of her own passion.

"Feel good?" Kathy's voice was hoarse and choked.

"Ummm huuh!" Beth's lips were pressed together and her eyes were becoming slits. Her fingers pushed the cloth into the crevice rubbing in short strokes over her cunt. Kathy couldn't keep her eyes off Beth's hand and crotch. Her own hand settled to her thigh and glided up over the soft sensitive skin toward her pulsing slit.

Beth sucked her breath in sharply when she saw Kathy's fingers reach her crotch. "DO it! Oooo, play with yourself," she whispered. Her lips parted and her own hand rubbed harder.

Kathy pushed her finger down against the tight stretched cloth of her panties and strained to ease the torment that throbbed in her cunt. She probed and teased for several seconds, fighting the restraining cotton cloth. Exasperated, her hand rose to the waistband of the undergarment and stabbed beneath it, sliding across her belly and down over, the down-covered mound. Her slit was wet and slippery as her finger dipped into it. She sighed and Beth pursed her lips and sighed back.

Kathy stroked and teased the hard little knob of her clit, her eyes fixed on her younger sister's crotch. She wanted very much to see the girl's little pussy and watch as she played with it.

As if she read her thoughts, Beth tugged her panties aside and exposed her smooth little pussy. Kathy bit her lip as lust surged up in her body. Beth paused a moment as if to give her sister a good look and then her little fingers stabbed between the pouting lips and pressed at her tiny love button.

Kathy could see the dew coating her sister's fingers and the flexing of the fleshy lips as her finger sliced back and forth through them. Her own slit was on fire. She could hear the soft wet sounds her fingers were making as she coaxed herself closer and closer to coming.

"Unnnn!" Beth half sobbed. Her little body was jerking and her hips flexed. Her head idled back and her mouth drooped open.

"Uh! Uhh. Uuuuunnnnnhhhhhnn!" she grunted and then gurgled. Her small body stiffened and she shivered.

Kathy felt the tension reach a peak in her body. The little hole an inch from her fingers clenched and spasmed. Then the dam broke and she felt the first spasm bubbling up through her straining little body.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhh!" she sighed. Waves of pleasure rumbled through her.

The pleasure began to ebb and she and Beth looked at each other and smiled. Both faces were flushed and their breath was a little fast. Their fingers still lay between the lips of their small slits, motionless.

"Good?" Beth gasped.

"Delicious!" Kathy replied. "You?"

"Same. Did it seem to make it better, having someone else doing it?"

"Umm hm!" Kathy hummed.

"Me too. Let's do it together, when we can."

"Okay." Kathy was letting her finger move slightly in her slippery crevice as they talked. Her eyes dropped occasionally to her sister's little slit. She had a strange curiosity stirring deep inside her. She wasn't sure just what it was, but she felt it.

Beth realized that Kathy was watching her and fingering her slit and felt a similar feeling welling up in her. Her fingers began to move slowly.

They watched each other's fingers and looked up, their eyes meeting. There was a strange, hungry look in Kathy's eyes. Beth felt a surge of heat run through her.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Kathy whispered.

"I think so." Beth's answer was almost inaudible.

Kathy's fingers lifted from her slit and reached slowly across the gap between them. Her wet fingertip timidly touched Beth's rigid nipple. The younger girl winced and then pushed the nipple out against the inquiring finger. Throbs of sensation ran from the sensitive button and down through her body. She moaned softly and looked cow-eyed at her sister. Kathy flicked the nipple slowly, and reached across to lift Beth's free hand. She drew it up to the small hard knots of her own breasts. Beth held her breath as she felt her hand touching the firm little mound. Her fingers searched for the button of Kathy's nipple and found it. She pinched gently, rolling the tiny knob between her thumb and finger. Kathy gasped.

"Oooo, Beth! It feels so good!" Kathy moaned.

"Umhmmm!"

For several minutes they stroked and caressed their nipples, drawing soft sighs and moans from each other. Kathy paused and swallowed. Her eyes had dropped to Beth's slit. The girl was stroking her love button in a frenzy. Kathy let her hand drop from guiding Beth's hand over her nipples and let it rest on the younger girl's thigh. Beth looked up at her, her eyes round and wide.

"Kathy?" she moaned softly.

Kathy couldn't answer. Her throat was too dry and her body too ensnared in lust. Her fingers danced slowly over the satin smooth skin of her sister's thigh, getting nearer and nearer the girl's crotch. She touched the back of Beth's hand and the girl jerked. Kathy gently pushed Beth's fingers aside and cautiously touched the slippery hot flesh of her sister's slit. Beth jerked and groaned. Kathy gasped. Her fingers pushed between the fleshy lips and explored the wet warm crevice. Beth was trembling, her breath harsh and rasping.

"Oh, God, Kathy!" Beth gasped. "It feels soooo good!"

Kathy heard the words and felt her own body throb with fire and lust. Her finger found the tiny little knob at the top of the slippery slit and flicked it slowly. Beth shivered and bounced.

Kathy realized the uncomfortable position they were in and paused to push Beth over onto her back and then stretched out beside her. The girl's legs were splayed her robe open completely. Kathy pushed her hand under the elastic waistband of Beth's panties and returned to her stroking. Beth's small hips began to lift and fall in rhythm with her sister's probing fingers.

Kathy felt as if her own slit would burst into flame. It throbbed and itched for contact and relief. She took Beth's wrist and guided the girl's hand to her own crotch. The small fingers rubbed, timidly, unsure of themselves. Kathy moaned and pressed them harder against her cloth-covered mound. As her fingers sliced back and forth through Beth's crevice, she urged the girl to imitate her motions.

Finally, Kathy pulled the crotch of her panties aside and Beth pushed her finger into the waiting wet slit. Kathy groaned and hunched her narrow hips, parting her thighs a little more. Fingers and wet slits slurped softly as they worked each other higher and higher.

Kathy's breathing became ragged and her lips dried. She had a strange craving to suck something. Almost automatically, her head dropped and her lips circled Beth's small rigid nipple. Her tongue flicked across the hard sweet button and Beth moaned her finger stirring harder and faster in Kathy's slit. As if by instinct, Kathy laved and suckled the nipple, her actions drawing her and Beth to an even higher pitch.

"Oh, Kathy, it's… it's…" Beth rasped into her ear. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oaooannnnnn!"

The smaller girl shuddered under Kathy and her legs clamped around her hand. She stiffened and jerked again. Kathy felt her own release very near. Her breath whistled through her flared nostrils. Her tongue lashed and stabbed at Beth's nipple. She rode the girl's frenzied finger.

"Mmnimmmph!" Kathy gurgled around the small nipple as the bubble burst deep inside her and she shivered and jerked to an absorbing climax.

Kathy pulled her mouth from Beth's nipple and collapsed onto her back. Her mouth open, eyes closed, she rode the waves of intense pleasure, oblivious to the rest of the world. Beth was still trembling through the ebbs of her climax.

Neither girl saw their father as he stood outside the door. His face was twisted in shock. He had entered the house and walked through it to the door just as the two sisters were crashing into their climaxes. He leaned against the door facing and watched. His face showed shock but there was a sudden bulge in his slacks. His numbed mind didn't function for several seconds as he tried to cope with the scene before him. Slowly, the ability to think returned, even though it was foggy thinking. His eyes wandered for a moment over the eleven-year-old and thirteen-year-aid bodies of his daughters. His mind flashed back to Sharon and her expert mouth and his cock throbbed.

As the two girls began to stir, he knew he had to confront them with his presence, but he wasn't sure how to handle it. He stepped into the room and paused. Kathy saw him first. Her eyes snapped wide open and she froze for a second before she realized that she was nearly naked. Beth heard her gasp and looked up. She jerked up to a sitting position, wrapping her robe around her.

"Daddy!" Kathy gasped.

"Don't say anything," he said softly. He pushed the door shut behind him. "Your mother is still asleep."

The two girls sat very still, staring at their father. Kathy had crossed her arms over her naked breasts but hadn't made any other move to cover herself.

"I don't know what to say," he began. "I saw the two of you just as you were finishing…" he trailed off. He stepped around Beth and sat down on the bed. They turned to face him.

"Daddy, was it wrong?" Kathy asked softly. Her eyes fell on his lap and for the first time saw the tell tale bulge. She wasn't sure but she thought that he must have been excited by what he had seen.

"I… I don't know," he mumbled, shaking his head.

Kathy and Beth exchanged quick glances. Both were surprised. This was their father who had always been able to answer their questions, especially when they concerned right and wrong.

"So many things have happened," he said, distantly.

He looked up at his daughters, bewildered and confused. Kathy felt a twinge of sympathy for him. She dropped her hands from her breasts and inched out to touch his hand. It was strong and yet gentle as she grasped it.

"Did it feel wrong to you?" he asked quietly, looking from one girl to the other.

"No, I don't think so," Kathy replied.

"Me, either. It felt too good to be wrong," Beth added.

"Even though you are sisters?" His eyes searched theirs.

"We love each other and that's what mattered." Kathy's tone was honest and firm.

She watched him as he nodded slowly. His eyes fell on her naked breasts and she saw the bulge move. She felt a strange warmth running through her body when her eyes caressed it.

"I'll have to think about this for a while and then we'll discuss it. Until then, please try not to let it happen again. Okay?" He looked from one to the other.

"Okay," Beth agreed.

"Okay, Daddy," Kathy said.

"Right now it's time you both were in bed." He rose and stepped to the door. "I'll be in to kiss you good night, in a moment."

Kathy and Beth looked at each other for a second after he had left the room. Kathy leaned over and kissed the younger girl on the cheek. "Night," she whispered.

"Night," Beth replied and rose. She padded out of the room and down the hall.

Kathy sat for a moment or two trying to sort out the events of the previous few minutes. She stood and turned back the bed clothes. She reached for a gown and then after a second thought, rejected it and crawled under the sheet, still clad in just her panties. She lay staring at the ceiling and waiting.

Martin had gone into the bathroom after leaving Kathy's room. He stood at the sink, trying to snake his mind function properly. He looked at his reflection in the mirror but his eyes merely stared back at him, offering no answers. He finally turned and left the small room and crossed to his own bedroom. Louise was still sleeping. He looked at her still body for several seconds but that brought no more answers than the mirror had.

He left the sleeping figure of his wife and crossed back to Kathy's room. He paused at the edge of the bed and looked down at her large dark eyes and couldn't help but smile. She returned it. Leaning down he kissed her cheek. She moved her arm to circle his neck and her small hand brushed the slight bulge at his crotch. Sensation ran through him like an electric shock. Her arm found his neck and he kissed her again.

"Night, Daddy," she whispered.

"Goodnight, Kathy. Sleep well."

He straightened up and looked down at her. Her large innocent eyes made him uncomfortable. He struggled with his thoughts until he knew why. They reminded him of Sharon's eyes. He turned quickly and left the room.

Beth was almost asleep when he entered her worn. He bent and kissed her and she sighed sleepily.

"Night, Daddy."

"Night, kitten." He left the room quietly.

Back in his bedroom, he found Louise stirring. She looked up at him, through sleep-heavy eyes and then to the dock.

"The girls in bed?" she asked in a thick voice.

"Umm hmmn. I just tucked them in," he replied. His eyes left her and he began to undress. She stretched and sat up slowly, watching him undress. When he got to his shorts, she noticed the slight bulge. A tremor ran through her. Suddenly, she was awake. Her body juices were flowing and heat was rising from her crotch.

Standing, Louise began to strip, moving slowly. She hoped that Martin was watching. She was being as seductive as she knew how. Her blouse slid away and she dropped it on a chair. Her fingers worked slowly at the zipper of her slacks pushing it down and then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and pushed the slacks over her wide hips and down around her ankles. She turned to face him and he was sitting on the bed, naked, watching her. A glow ran through her. Between her thighs was damp already and the knowledge that he was watching her made it suddenly wet. She smiled seductively and reached behind her for the bra clasp. She unhooked it and let it slide from the large erect mounds of her breasts. The dark nipples crept into view, erect and tingling.

"Looks like you have something on your mind," she said huskily, nodding toward his lap. His cock stood hard and pulsing.

"So do you," he replied.

She smiled and tossed her bra aside, totally exposing her firm breasts. His eyes widened a little. She reached for her panties and then thought better of it. She dropped onto the bed and stretched out, her legs open. Martin looked down at her for a moment. She warmed again under his eyes. He leaned over slowly, his face dropping to her belly and kissed her navel. A shiver ran through Louise. He kissed her again and again, his tongue licking her soft skin.

Louise was on fire. Her body seemed to throb and she felt as if her pussy was a sloshy dripping hole. He licked and kissed around her stomach and then moved down. She realized where he was going when his lips kissed her through the nylon of her panties. She gasped and grabbed his head.

CHAPTER FOUR

Louise tried to restrain his head but be pulled her hands from it and continued dawn across the nylon-covered plain of her belly. His lips pressed to the spongy bush of hair under her panties.

"No, Martin!" she gasped. He had never done that before and she felt her whole being rebel at the thought.

He hadn't spoken a word. She reached for his head but was too late. His lips touched the damp crotch of her panties and she jerked. She tried to close her legs but he held them open as his tongue raked down across the soggy nylon.

"No! No! No, Martin!" she moaned in humiliation and shock.

His tongue probed, finding the hard button of her clit and flicked at it through the cloth.

"No! No! Oh! OH!" she moaned as the sensations flowed through her and began to blot out the rebellion in her mind.

Louise had never felt anything like the nerve-racking pleasure that was grinding through her with each probe of his tongue. She jerked and bounced. Her legs relaxed and her hands dropped to the bed. Her body arched and flexed.

She felt his fingers tugging at the crotch of her panties and then his tongue touched her pussy. She had to grind her teeth together to keep from screaming. His hot tongue stabbed between the wet fleshy lips, tormenting her love button. His mouth made wet smacking sounds as he licked and sucked at the drooling slit.

When his fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, she lifted her hips and helped. The few seconds that his mouth was away from her cunt were pure agony. Her panties gone, he seemed to hesitate. She clawed for his head, urging his mouth back to her aching pussy.

"It's not so bad after all, is it?" he whispered.

"Oooo, do it!" she begged.

A frame sigh escaped her lips as his tongue came back to stabbed at her cunt again. He wiggled his body between her legs, his hands sliding under her ass and lifting it. His mouth cupped around her cunt, his tongue stabbing into it. With each plunge of his tongue, Louise jerked and arched her back.

"Ooooo, soooo good! Unnnnnn!" she whined.

His tongue fucked her, stabbing as deep as he could reach, his mouth sucking up her juices as they oozed out of her molten cunt. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his face tighter into her pussy. Her throat was gurgling, her mouth hanging open.

"Oh! Oh! Oaooannnnaaaagghhhh!" she wailed as the first wave of pleasure crashed in on her. Her body shuddered and bounced as she succumbed to her climax.

A million stars burst in her head and she was deafened by the roar of pleasure that saturated her body. She clung to Martin's head as her cunt spasmed and convulsed, thin streams of juice bubbling from it.

Slowly, she felt the waves ebb away and she heard his mouth sucking and lapping at her cunt, making wet sounds. His breath was harsh and hot on her thighs and ass. She realized that he was turned on doing it and she felt her own lust rise again.

"Oooooo, do it again!" she moaned.

His lips caught her still vibrating clit and he sucked at the miniature cock-like appendage. His tongue lashed at it as he sucked and Louise felt herself being carried once again to the heights of passion. Her hands tugged at his head and her knees bent. She pulled her legs up, opening her cunt even more to his mouth.

Suddenly, just as she felt the bubble of her climax swelling almost to the bursting point, he stopped. She whimpered and tried to pull his mouth back to her throbbing clit. He balked and rose to his knees.

"Don't stop! Oh, please don't stop!" she begged. "I won't touch it again until you suck my cock," he said firmly.

Louise whimpered and paused. She was so caught up in her lust that the thought wasn't even repulsive. As a matter of a fact, it seemed to stir her passion higher.

"Oh, give it to me!" she gasped her hands reaching for the column of flesh.

Martin crawled up to her head, her hands capturing his cock and pulling it toward her open mouth. She whimpered softly as it approached. Her eyes were fixed on the dark knob of the head.

The soft man-odor of it reached her nostrils and she trembled. She felt real hunger to taste his cock. It touched her lips and she whimpered again. Her tongue lashed out and laved it. The sharp taste filled her mouth and she growled. She licked the satin skin, savoring its heat and sponginess. Opening her lips, she pulled the knob into it and more. She could hear Martin's muffled moans as he knelt over her.

"Suck it, baby! Suck my cock!" he rasped.

His words added fuel to her already roaring fire.

Like a hungry animal with a piece of meat, she tried to devour his cock. Her tongue and mouth worked furiously over it. A passing thought told her that he would come and her body jerked with anticipation. Her dry throat seemed to cry out for the hot fluid. Her pussy was convulsing and clenching with anticipation. She felt her own passion reaching the peak and she sucked harder. Her cunt spasmed and her climax slammed through her body. In the vagueness of her foggy mind she realized that she had come just from the taste of his cock and the anticipation of his come.

Martin was flexing his hips, making short thrusts at her wet, sucking mouth. His hands held her head as he fucked at her mouth. Her long fingernails raked his thighs and belly as she thrashed and clutched at him.

Louise was totally lost in her lust. Her cunt was in a convulsive fit. She was coming again and again in short bursts. Her mouth worked feverishly, urging his cock deeper and deeper into her throat. Her mind hummed with one thought. His cum. She heard him whimper and felt his cock swell another notch. She slipped her mouth back until just the head of his cock remained in the enclosure of her lips. He grunted and she felt him stiffen.

A scalding flood filled her mouth suddenly and she moaned and swallowed the sharp cum. Again it boiled into her mouth and again she swallowed. No matter how hard she tried to gulp it all down, it managed to seep from the corners of her mouth and drip across her chin and onto her breasts. He grunted again and a slow oozing stream filled her mouth one final time. Her own body shuddered and her cunt spasmed in a long, racking climax.

His cock slid from her mouth and he collapsed onto the bed. Louise licked her lips and gasped for breath. Both lay for several minutes regaining their breath and soaking in their mutual and respective pleasure. Louise savored the dregs of his cum in her mouth, her fingers caressing her mushy cunt gently.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked, rolling to face her.

"Not bad, good! Delicious! I didn't know what I had been missing," she crooned, kissing him and cuddling against his muscular body.

"Your pussy tasted fantastic! I could suck it all night long." His voice was soft and sleepy.

"I could let you. What ever made you try that?"

"I don't know, just passion, I guess," he lied.

"Mmmmm. You can do it anytime you want." They lay cuddled together for a while until they both drifted off to sleep. Louise dreamed of large hard cocks and shooting cum.

The following day was a befuddled fog for Martin. The act between his two daughters, the events at Mrs. Parker's house and the lurking dark desire he felt for his oldest daughter, all made it difficult to keep his mind on the business of his church.

Kathy had a different kind of day. She found herself more attentive to the conversations between the other girls. Especially their references to sex. She learned a great deal in the short hours of her school day. She met Beth after school and they walked home from school together as usual.

"You sure are quiet, Beth. Last night bothering you?" Kathy asked.

"Not what we did. Just what Daddy is going to say, I guess," the younger girl replied.

"Me, too. But no matter what he says, I can't think that we did wrong. It was too good."

"Umm hmm! I got all wet between the legs thinking about it, today," Beth exclaimed.

"You mean your pussy got wet?" Kathy watched her sister from the corner of her eye to see her reaction to the word.

"Yeah." The girl didn't react at all.

Kathy was a little stunned. She had expected a reaction. They walked for a while in silence. Kathy mustered up her nerve and dropped another bomb.

"Did you ever think about Daddy's cock while you were jacking off?" She was a little clumsy with the new words but she managed to cover her ineptitude.

"Umm hm, a couple of times. Lately, anyway." The younger girl still didn't flinch. Kathy was more than stunned.

"Did it make you come faster or bigger?" Kathy ventured again.

"Boy, you sure are full of questions," Beth teased.

"Curiosity, I guess."

"Have you ever touched a cock?" Beth asked, turning the tables.

"Uh, no. Have you?" Kathy looked directly at her sister.

The girl's face showed a trace of pride as she nodded. "Yes," she said without elaboration.

"Who? When?" Kathy asked excitedly. Her little sister had suddenly grown considerably in her eyes.

"Eddie Cooper, about a month ago." Beth was enjoying the added attention that her experience had brought her.

"How did it happen?" Kathy stopped and put her hand on Beth's arm to stop her.

The younger girl shrugged and turned to continue walking. Kathy grabbed her arm and stopped her again.

"Don't tease, Beth. How did it happen?" Kathy demanded.

"At the school dance. He was asking me for every dance and at the end of the dance, I felt something hard pressing against my belly. When the music was over I saw a bulge in his jeans. He asked me if I wanted to go outside for some fresh air and I went."

"And?" Kathy insisted.

"And he kissed me and put his hand between my legs. My pussy got so wet that I'm sure he could feel it through my jeans. He took my hand and pressed it against the bulge. It felt so good that I unzipped his jeans and pulled it out. I thought he would faint. He acted and looked real funny. I rubbed it a little and all of a sudden white stuff was squinting out of it. He was shaking and moaning so much that I thought I had hurt him but he said I hadn't. He thanked me several times for doing it so I guess it must have felt pretty good to him. It just felt sticky to me."

"Damn!" Kathy said quietly. She looked wide-eyed at her sister for several seconds.

They continued the walk home, silent for several seconds. Beth was watching her older sister closely. She wasn't sure what her reaction was.

"Has he been hanging around you, lately?" Kathy asked.

"Yeah, some. He has tried to get me to go out under the stadium with him. But I wouldn't. Heck, I don't want to get in a hassle with the teachers or anything."

"Did you like doing it?"

Beth thought for a moment. "Yeah. I didn't really know what I was doing or what happened but his cock felt so nice and hot and hard and when he started coming, I liked to see it squirting and watch his face. It made me almost come just doing it and watching."

"Your vocabulary sure has broadened, lately. No wonder you didn't react when I used those words earlier," Kathy added.

"The girls in my class use them all the time. Looks like I've been the dumb bunny. All of them know about sex and some of them have even lost their cherry."

Kathy's eyebrows raised a little and she looked at her sister. "We have been two dumb bunnies."

"Yeah, looks like it. Just between you and me, you know Pam Fields." Beth said.

"Yeah," Kathy replied.

"Well, she has been bragging to Ann and me that she has played with her father's cock and made it come a couple of times. She said he licked her pussy a couple of times, too. She acted like that was the most, fantastic thing in the world."

The conversation came to a sudden halt as they entered their yard. Kathy was disappointed. She wanted to hear more but she knew that it would have to wait. They entered the house and found it quiet and dark. Kathy turned to say something to Beth and caught herself. A noise from the back of the house stopped her. The sisters exchanged glances. Putting her finger to her lips, Kathy motioned Beth to follow her. They turned into the hall and stopped in their tracks.

Down the hall and through the open door of their parents' bedroom, they could see their mother lying on the bed, her dress up around her waist and her legs open. Both stared, aghast. Her hairy cunt was exposed to them and her fingers were rubbing furiously at it. Her legs flexed, lifting her hips from the bed. She was moaning and grunting. Both girls knew that she was about to came.

The woman groaned long and law and shuddered. Her fingers fluttered at her cunt and she trembled again and then lay very still, her chest heaving with her labored breath.

Kathy took Beth's arm and turned her and they crept back to the front door. Kathy opened it and then closed it forcefully.

"Mom! We're home!" she called. Beth followed her toward the kitchen.

"Hi. Be out in a minute," the woman's slightly hoarse voice called from the back of the house.

They had laid their books aside and were digging in the refrigerator for a snack when Louise entered the kitchen. Her face was flushed and her dress rumpled.

"I took a little nap and overslept, I guess," she explained.

"What time will Daddy be home? I'm starved," Kathy said, turning to look at her mother.

"In an hour or so. I'll be away tonight. Mrs. Edwards' husband is in the hospital and Mrs. Perry and I are going over to sit up with her."

"Okay, Mom. I've got homework to get done," Beth replied.

"Not me," Kathy said. "I think I'll go over to Diane's for a few minutes. Okay?"

"Yes, if you'll be home in an hour," her mother replied.

"I will. 'Bye." Kathy pushed the back door open and stepped into the back yard. She crossed it and pushed the fence gate open and entered the neighbor's backyard. She walked up to the back door and pushed the door bell. After a few seconds, footsteps approached and the door opened.

"Hi, Kathy. Come on in," the petite blonde, her size and age, said.

"Hi, Diane." Kathy stepped inside and followed her into the living room.

"What's happening?" the girl asked.

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to get out of the house for a while. Your parents home?"

"No. They won't be in for an hour or so." Diane looked at her inquisitively. "Something on your mind?"

"No, not really, just wondered." Kathy shook her head and found a chair.

"Come on, Kathy, spit it out," the girl urged.

"You've always said that your parents were open in just about every way to you. Does that include sex?"

Diane smiled in spite of herself. She dropped into the chair across from Kathy and hung her legs over the arm.

"Sure. Especially sex. Why?"

"Well, I've heard a lot of things the last few days about sex. Maybe I've been pretty dumb or something, but most of it I'd never heard of. Some of it, I couldn't even imagine," Kathy explained.

"Well, being a minister's daughter hasn't helped you much. Kids are a little afraid to be themselves around you. What's bugging you?" Diane seemed much older than her fourteen years as she spoke. Kathy felt a little inferior.

"One thing that I heard was about a guy licking a girl's pussy." Kathy paused for a reaction and found none. "Is that supposed to be something so great?"

"Ha!" Diane expelled. "Not great. Just fantastic!"

"You mean you've had it done to you?" Kathy was overwhelmed.

"Oh, have I! Many times. It is fantastic, like I said. I'd take it almost over fucking. I like it as much as sucking cock."

Kathy was wordless for several moments. She had never even suspected that Diane was so experienced. She sat and stared at the girl, almost in awe.

"One girl claims that her father is the one who did it." Kathy quietly dropped her bomb.

Diane's eyebrow went up and she got a funny expression on her face. "Anyone I know?"

"I don't think so. But her father?" Kathy replied.

"It's not that unusual. A couple of girls I know lost their cherries to their fathers."

"You mean it happens?"

"Sure. What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, I guess." Kathy was relaxing with the girl and the subject.

"Haven't you ever had thoughts or fantasies about your father?" Diane asked. "And be honest," she added seriously.

"Yes, I guess so," Kathy confessed. "I have and it has been a turn on."

"Just a minute, let me show you something," the girl said, swinging her feet to the floor and leaving the room. She was back in a moment. She handed Kathy a picture.

Kathy stared at the photograph. Diane was nude on her back. Her father's mouth was on her pussy, his tongue slicing between her fuzz-covered lips. The expression on Diane's face told the tale.

"Oh," Kathy said, softly. Diane took the photo and crossed back to her chair.

"See. I know what I'm talking about."

"Who took the picture?" Kathy asked when the obvious dawned on her.

"My mother. We have a three-way quite often," Diane revealed.

"I guess I'd better get back home," Kathy said, distantly. Her mind was buzzing. "Thanks Diane for the answers and the confidence."

"Anytime. As for the confidence, I trust you. If you did say anything, all three of us would deny it."

"Don't worry." Kathy rose and smiled at the girl.

"I won't. 'Bye, Kathy, and don't let it bug you. Sex is as natural as breathing," the girl added as she walked Kathy to the door.

"'Bye and thanks again." Kathy stepped through the back door and crossed to her own house. Her father was pulling into the driveway as she reached for the back door. A shiver went through her young body and her pussy was suddenly wet.

CHAPTER FIVE

Louise cleared the dishes and quickly gave the kitchen tile once over. Her mind kept flipping back to dinner and Kathy's strange silence. There was something there but the woman couldn't put her finger on it. It gnawed at the back of her mind, irritating yet enticing.

Satisfied that everything was in its place, she changed clothes and kissed Martin goodbye. The girls said their good byes from their rooms and she left.

Martin sat at his desk, studying some papers from the church. His mind rebelled, wandering off on other things. He was having a fight to keep it focused. He heard the hiss of the shower and his mind flashed to the young body that he knew was naked under the spray of water. Heat surged up through his body and his cock throbbed, stirring to life. Shaking his head, as if to shake the picture from his mind, he tried to return to the papers before him. It didn't work.

Thinking that a cup of coffee might help, he rose and stepped from his study into the halt. The bathroom door was open and he glanced in. His heart skipped a beat and he stopped in mid-stride. Kathy stood in full view, naked, slowly toweling her small body. His eyes locked on the small buds of her breasts and then slid down over her flat tummy to the down-covered lips of her pussy. His cock reared and pulsed against his slacks.

"Oh, hi, Daddy," she said, looking up and discovering him.

"Hi," he mumbled and quickly walked away toward the kitchen.

His hands shook as he turned the heat under the pot up and took down a cup. His brain buzzed and his pulse pounded. The vivid picture of his daughter's young ripe body was burned into his mind's eye. Her expression had seemed strange when she looked up at him and as he studied it in his memory, it seemed even stranger. There was no surprise nor modesty in it. Almost pride.

He poured the hot water into the cup and stirred the steaming liquid until it was dark. He carried the cup back to the study and sat down at his desk without a glance in the direction of the bathroom or Kathy's bedroom. He knew that his body couldn't stand the excitement of another such scene.

Martin sipped the hot coffee and tried to subdue his body. A noise, soft and rustling caught his ear. He looked toward the door. All his control drained from him. Kathy stood just inside the door, smiling at him. Her shorty nightgown didn't quite cover her panties. He could see the darker flesh of her nipples through the sheer flighty and the crotch of her panties was slightly indented into the small slit.

"Busy, Daddy?" she asked softly.

"Not really," he replied. His voice was choked and hoarse.

Kathy was enjoying the obvious effect that she was having on him. Her eyes had already discovered the bulge in his lap and his eyes were eating her body. She paused a moment and then crossed to him and kissed his cheek.

"Something on your mind?" he asked.

"No. I just wanted to come sit in your lap and cuddle for a minute." Her hand rested on his shoulder. She turned and lowered her round little ass onto his lap. His bulging cock pressed up against her damp little pussy, the heat soaking through his slacks and her panties and warming the already warm slit.

Her small arms circled his neck and she wriggled a little on his lap. She was sure she heard him stifle a gasp. His hands rested on the edge of the desk, stiff and unmoving. She lifted one and placed it on the soft flesh of her leg and then the other around her waist. Her small hand returned to his neck, her face nuzzling his throat.

"Where is Beth?" Martin asked.

"Reading I think. If she isn't asleep." Kathy sensed his discomfort and the battle that was raging inside him.

She snuggled closer and let her young body savor the feeling of his. His cock pulsed against the crotch of her panties, causing her pussy to tingle and seep dew. Her face felt warm and she heard her own breathing becoming quick and uneven.

"You feel so good, Daddy," she whispered.

"Umm. You do, too," Martin managed to reply.

Kathy felt his hand on her leg stirring. His fingers flexed a little and then he began to stroke, slowly. She shivered. Her thighs parted a little and his fingertips paused as he felt the movement and realized that it was an invitation. His breath was ragged against the girl's flushed cheek.

"Mmmm." Kathy sighed as his fingers resumed their movement. Little tremors ran through her young body as his fingertips stroked to and fro over her sensitive skin. The crotch of her panties was damp and hot from the reaction of her cunt. She squirmed slightly unable to remain still with the sensations that saturated her. Her damp crotch pressed harder against the hard bulge in his lap.

"Oh, Daddy!" she gasped.

A deep gnawing hunger spread through her young body, driving her inhibitions to the lost cower of her mind. Her hips flexed and squirmed on his lap, her damp little pussy rubbing over his cock. Her thighs opened wider. His fingertips slipped down to the inside surfaces and stroked.

"Kathy," he gasped. "What are we doing?"

"I don't care, Daddy, just don't stop! It feels so good!" Her voice was a raspy whisper.

Each caress of his fingers sent a shiver through the girl. She whimpered softly and ground her teeth against the intense sensations. His fingers continued to stroke, hovering inches from her burning little slit.

"Oooo, Daddy! Touch it!" she pleaded.

His fingers slid up to the slippery nylon that covered her crotch, his mind lost in the trance of lust. Kathy sighed hoarsely and jerked as he touched her cloth-covered pussy. The large blunt end of his finger scraped across the tender lips and brushed the tiny knob of her clit. The girl arched and groaned. A shudder ran through her.

"Ooooo, yes!" she hissed.

Martin struggled to regain his senses. The battle was lost before it began. The damp heat of her crotch under his fingers and the reactions that he was drawing from her overpowered his mind's objections and stirred his own lust to a fever pitch. He dug at her slit, his finger probing and pushing in the slippery nylon.

"Oh! Oh! Oh, Daddy!" she squeaked. Her small body arched and stiffened and blinding pleasure smashed through her. She knew in the vagueness of her mind that she was coming but it had never been that good before. She thrashed and bounced on his lap as wave after shattering wave pulsed through her.

Gasping, she settled slowly back to his lap. She shivered a little and became still. His finger lay pressed against her panties, unmoving. She stirred and kissed his cheek and then his lips. Her little tongue flicked across his lips hot and wet.

"That was the most fantastic thing I have ever felt!" she whispered.

"I'm glad it felt good." His voice was strained.

For a moment, Kathy was at a loss as to what to do next. Then she felt the throb of the hard cock under her ass and she knew.

"Poor Daddy!" she crooned. "It's all swollen and throbbing and needing relief."

Before he could reply or object, she had slid off his lap and knelt beside him. Her small hands stroked the bulge in his slacks, her eyes fixed on it. Martin gritted his teeth and fought the dark urges that were bubbling up in his brain.

"Sooo big!" Kathy cooed. Her fingers closed around it, squeezing and caressing.

"Kathy!" he wheezed. She ignored him. Her small fingers tugged at his zipper and opened his fly. Entranced, she reached inside and grasped the hard rod, of flesh.

"Ooooo," she crooned, extracting it. Her eyes widened and she licked her lips.

Kathy was fascinated with the huge cock. Her eyes scanned every inch, hypnotized. She scanned the large dark head, glistening with its oils. Her fingers lightly traced its bullet shape and the ridge. She caressed the shaft and squeezed it in her two hands, her fingers overlapping slightly.

"It's so pretty!" she whispered. "And so hot!"

"Oh, Kathy, don't!" Martin groaned.

"Oh, Daddy, I love your cock!" she rasped. Her soft lips pressed to the throbbing head. Martin flinched and felt the last threads or control slip from his mind.

"Sooo hot!" the girl mumbled against the satiny flesh. Her tongue flicked across it, her hot breath playing over it.

"Unnnnn!" Martin groaned as she licked it again and again.

"It's much too big for my pussy," Kathy admitted, disappointment showing in her voice.

"But maybe not for my mouth!"

He watched in a daze as she stretched her mouth over the bulbous head and engulfed it. His eyes snapped shut and he shuddered with the intense sensations that roared through him.

Kathy laved his cockhead with her tongue, savoring the man taste. Her lips squeezed and milked at it.

"It almost fits!" she said, pulling back from it for a moment. "Fuck my mouth, Daddy! Fuck it until you come!" she begged with her voice.

Before he could react, her mouth closed around his cockhead, again. Soft wet sounds reached his ear as he felt the small orifice caressing and stroking his cock. The wet heat of her mouth and tongue was driving him nearer and nearer his climax.

Kathy squirmed and wiggled on her knees as her lust roared to full flame. Her little pussy throbbed and seeped her dew. She reached between her thighs and tugged her panties aside, thrusting her fingers into the drooling little slit. She found her clit and flicked it with her fingertip, stirring herself to the point of no return.

"Mumph," she groaned around his cock as her head bobbed up and down over it. She was aware of a strange hunger in her throat to taste his cum.

She worked with an obsession to draw the thick fluid from his throbbing cock.

Her little pussy was throbbing and convulsing with the initial throes of a climax. She felt his hands catch her head and his fingers tangle in her hair. He paced her mouth with them, his hips lifting to meet her thrusts.

"Oh! Uh! Uh!" she heard him grunt. A tremble ran up through his cock, vibrating it against her tongue. She wasn't sure but she thought that he was on the verge of coming instinct more than anything else suggested it to her. Her pussy was drooling all over her fingers and the insides of her thighs. She sucked his cock in a frenzy of lust and pleasure. She found herself coming again and again.

He pushed his cock into her straining mouth and shuddered. A low, guttural groan escaped his lips.

Kathy suddenly found her mouth full to overflowing with thick, hot come. Her whole body shook violently and she crashed into an intense climax, pleasure racking her young body. She gulped the sharp fluid down and found another gusher filling her mouth. In a frenzy she swallowed and gulped.

Each spurt of his cum drove her higher until she lost all contact with anything except his cock and cum. She whimpered when there wasn't any more oozing into her mouth. She milked and sucked at his pulsing cock until his hands pulled her head back and it slid from her lips.

Rocking back on her heels, she looked up at her father's face. His eyes were clamped shut and his mouth hung open. She could hear the ragged gasp of his breathing. He sat very still as he regained his breath and the last ebbs of pleasure washed through his body. The girl fondled her mushy little slit gently and watched him, her eyes dropping to his half-hard cock.

"Ooooo, Daddy! It tastes soo good!" the girl cooed.

Martin groaned and his eyes opened. Kathy smiled up at him, her small fingers still cupping his cock. Her face was shiny with his cum. The girl felt his cock throb, suddenly as if something he saw was stirring his lust anew.

Kathy's mouth hung open, her breathing quickening as her fingers probed and stroked her little cunt to yet another climax. Her hips flexed and her body trembled.

"Uuuuuuuuhh!" Pleasure flooded her young body again.

With a sigh she settled back onto her heels and smiled up at him. His cock was hardening in her small hand. Her eyes brightened as she realized what was occurring.

Martin's face clouded and he glanced toward the door. "Beth!" he gasped as he saw the younger girl standing in the opening, watching them.

Her eleven-year-old body was clad in only a pair of panties and her little nipples were erect little bumps on her flat chest. Her small hand stroked at the crotch of her cotton panties. A faint, dreamy smile rested on her childish face.

"Does it really taste that good?" the girl asked her sister.

"Delicious!" Kathy replied.

The older girl stood and dropping his cock took her father's hand and tugged at it. "Let's go to the bedroom," she whispered.

As if hypnotized, Martin rose slowly and followed his daughters into Kathy's bedroom. She released his hand and turned to face him, her small face smiling up at him. Her small fingers fumbled with his belt and finally opened it. His zipper scraped down and his pants dropped around his ankles. His shorts followed.

Beth was unbuttoning his shirt and tugging it off. In the back of his dazed mind, the realization of what was happening flashed. His face clouded and he fought to subdue his body. His hand reached shakily toward the two girls in a futile gesture. His mouth worked, struggling to make words. Beth's small fingers stroked his hairy chest, little fingers flicking his nipples. Heat shot through him like a lightning bolt.

Her fingers glided down over his belly and combed through the bush of curly hair around the base of his cock. His struggle died a sudden death. His cock surged in Kathy's small hand and lust boiled up through his body.

Small hands guided him to the bed and pushed him onto it. Kathy's soft lips pressed to his, her fingers stroking at his swollen cock like butterfly wings. Beth dropped to her knees, her eyes wide as she stared at his still pawing cock. Her hand joined Kathy's on it.

"Lick it, Beth. It still has some cum on it," Kathy instructed, tearing her mouth from his.

Beth leaned forward and inhaled the tart fragrance of his still sticky cock. Kathy's hand slid away, leaving her small fingers circling the huge shaft. Her small pink tongue slipped out and timidly flicked across the slight ridge of the head. Martin gasped and his cock jerked in her hand.

"Mmmmm!" the girl sighed, tasting his cum. She licked again, her tongue laying the underside and finally the satin flesh of the head. Martin rolled and groaned.

Kathy watched her sister licking the large column of flesh, her own small body heating to the ignition paint. She found her father's hand and guided it down between her slim thighs. A raspy groan escaped her lips as his large blunt fingers pushed between the lip of her pussy.

"Ooooo, Daddy!" Kathy moaned into his ear. "Make me come!"

His fingers found her tiny clit and rolled it. Her slit was dripping wet with her dew. His finger slipped back and forth over the little button, driving the girl into a fevered frenzy. She shifted to give him easier access to her cunt.

Martin opened his eyes and looked down at Kathy's pussy. The down-covered lips were open around his finger and he could see the deep pink inner lips, glistening at him. His mouth opened and he pulled his finger from her slit and touched it to his tongue. Kathy watched, stunned as he licked her juice from his finger. Both of his hands came back to her and pulled her toward his head.

Kathy watched in a daze as he guided her toward his face. He leaned over and probed her pussy lips with his tongue. The girl jerked with the contact and whimpered.

"OH! Daddy!" Kathy rasped.

His tongue sliced between the pouting lips, lashing her tender little love button. Kathy tried to open her legs wider as she knelt over him. He saw her dilemma and lifted her leg over his face and settled her a straddle of his mouth. The girl gurgled as she lowered her young pussy to his open mouth and protruding tongue.

Beth watched her sister's pussy drop onto his face and resumed her licking of her father's cock. Her own small pussy was drooling on her naked thighs. A pearly drop of fluid seeped from the tiny slit on the head of his cock and Beth stared at it for a moment. Her small head bent anther tongue picked up the drop and pulled it into her mouth. She hummed with pleasure as she savored the tart taste.

Stretching her mouth as wide as she could, Beth tried to insert the bulbous head into it as she had seen Kathy do. Her mouth was too small, the head stopping short of entering. The girl whined softly and contented herself for a moment with sucking what she could get into her mouth. Her fingers rubbed at her small slit a she suckled his cockhead.

Beth's eyes brightened as an idea sprang into her mind. Her lips pulled away from his cock with a soft pop and the girl rose, her small legs opening and scampered up over his legs, astride them. Her little hand guided the bulbous head of his cock to her tiny hairless slit and rubbed it slowly back and forth over her tender little clit.

The blunt, bullet-shaped head of Martin's cock spread the lips of the girl's cunt like a plow. Beth moved her pussy slowly back and forth over it, her young body shivering with sensation as it bumped over her clit and cunt.

Through the fog of lust that clouded his mind, Martin realized that Beth's tongue wasn't on his cock and he paused in licking Kathy's cunt to assess what he was feeling on his cock. It dawned on him that her slippery little cunt was sliding back and forth over the throbbing head of his cock. With a moan, he plunged his tongue between the lips of Kathy's pussy.

"Oooo, Daddy!" Kathy gasped. "Sooo good!"

The older girl was lost in the fishing, shivering pleasure that engulfed her young cunt. Her fingers tangled in her father's hair as she rode his face. Her hips undulated over his mouth, her clit vibrating with each contact.

His tongue lapped and probed at her young cunt, smacking and slurping at her oozing juices. His panting breath and thrashing body told Kathy that he was nearing his own climax. She ground her tender pussy against his face and frantically worked toward her own climax. A shudder ran through her and her head fell back and her mouth opened. A long sighing groan burst from her throat as she came. Tremors of pleasure shook her small body. Sweet virgin pussy dew seeped into Martin's mouth.

Beth rode his cockhead faster. Her body screamed for the new found release of her climax. His blunt cock was bringing her nearer and nearer. She clutched it with one hand, holding it steady as she thrust her tiny slit back and forth over it. She jerked each time it flipped her tiny love button.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" the younger girl whimpered as she felt the first boiling flash of pleasure that coming brought.

Martin felt the girl freeze against his cock and felt the flood of warm juices that that young pussy released. His cock throbbed and he arched his back. With a final furious lashing at Kathy's cunt, he shuddered and shot a spurt of thick hot cum against Beth's little cunt.

The girl gasped when she felt the sudden wet hot flood. Looking down, she shivered, squeezing his cock. She scooted back and dove at his cock. Her little mouth closed around the tiny slit in the head just as the second gusher burst from it. Her face and chin glistened with the first few drops that she had mined. The rest was sucked into her throat.

Martin collapsed into a panting, gasping heap as Beth sucked the final drops of cum from his cock and then licked it lovingly. Kathy rolled off his face and lay back watching Beth finish up her warm drink.

The younger girl lifted her cum-smeared face from the pulsing cock and looked at Kathy. "It is delicious!" she gasped, licking the film from her face.

CHAPTER SIX

It took several minutes for Martin's ragged breathing to even out and for his mind to become rational again. Slowly, he became aware that Beth's head rested on his belly, her little tongue licking slowly at his cock. Kathy lay beside him her eyes closed, her legs open, her small pussy shiny with juice and his saliva.

Conflicts and taboos ricocheted through his mind as he gradually gathered his wits. He was still too deep in the ebbs of pleasure from the mind-bending climax that he had just experienced to feel remorse. But he was experiencing some doubts.

Kathy opened her eyes and looked over at her father. The strange expression that he wore gave her a hint of his thoughts. She touched his chest.

"Thank you, Daddy, for the nicest feeling I've ever had," she whispered. "I can't wait until next time."

"I'm not sure that there will be a next time," he replied, his voice quiet and subdued.

Kathy looked at him wide-eyed far a moment. She thought that she could read his thoughts from his face. "We won't tell Mom," she assured.

"I know. It's just that I'm not so sure that this is right."

"I am," Beth stated. She was still licking at his flaccid cock, her eyes and tongue loving the soft flesh.

Martin pushed her head and then her hand away from his body gently. She resisted for a moment until she saw his determination. Pouting a little she slid off him and lay on her side, looking up at him.

"Me, too," agreed Kathy, belatedly. "We love each other and that's what it is supposed to be, isn't it? The total expression of love?"

Martin looked at his daughter for a few minutes, a bit of awe stirring inside him at the girl's maturity. He touched the small arm that lay near him.

"But, Kathy, it is meant to be between a man and woman, not a father and daughter," he argued.

"Who says?"

"Well, uh, society and God," he answered.

"Society says a lot of things that it doesn't mean or know what it is talking about. And as for God, didn't Lot fuck his two daughters?" Her eyes were defiant and bright.

Martin winced visibly at the free use of the word. He fumbled for a moment, seeking words to convince the two girls. Beth had reached out and was stroking his cock again. His thoughts bogged down in the lust that was stirring inside him.

A triumphant smile spread across Kathy's lips as he failed to offer a rebuttal. She rolled closer and kissed his lips softly, her tongue flicking across his closed lips. Her small hand pulled his fingers to the hard buds of her breasts. She moaned against his teeth as his thumb and finger pinched the little knob of her erect nipple.

"I think it's Beth's turn," she whispered in his ear.

His hands found the younger girl and pulled her up and away from his crotch. He laid her back on the bed and opened her legs. Her hairless little slit was slippery with his cum and her pussy juice. The dark pink inner flesh glistened at him. Licking his lips, he lowered his face to the little girl's exposed cunt.

Beth cooed and reached far his head as she felt his hot breath playing over the sensitive lips of her pussy. His tongue pushed between the pouting folds and the girl squealed. Her small ass lifted her knees drawing up and her legs opening wider. She could hear the soft wet sounds of his mouth as he licked and sucked at her burning little slit.

"Ooooo, Daddy!" Beth crooned.

His tongue sliced between the pouting lips and raked across the tiny button of the girl's clit. Her body stiffened and she shuddered. He repeated the caress and she bounced again. Again and again his tongue stroked the sensitive little button and Beth bounced and thrashed on the bed, her body straining closer and closer to her climax.

Kathy watched for a moment and then slid down the bed, her small hand cupping her father's balls, her lips brushing against the dark flesh of his cockhead. The heat and taste of it sent shivers through her. She licked at the sticky head, savoring the faint taste of his cum.

"Oh, Daddy! Oh, Daddy! Oh, Daddy!" Beth grunted. Her fingers tore at his hair as her little ass bounced on the bed. She jerked and stiffened and gasped. Her tiny cunt oozed into his mouth the nectar of her little hole.

The younger girl held his head against her little slit as she rolled and jerked through her climax. He laved at the seeping little hole. Opening his mouth wide, he cupped almost her whole crotch in his mouth.

Kathy licked and sucked at his swollen cock, her pace leisurely, not wishing to rush the flood of sweet cum. She turned her eyes up toward Beth and watched the girl thrashing in the throes of still another climax. Gripping his cock with both hands, she stroked the shaft as her lips engulfed and captured the bulbous head.

Martin succumbed once again to the overpowering lust that erupted inside him. All inhibitions and taboos were forgotten as he licked and sucked his youngest daughter's bare little cunt and as his other daughter suckled his swollen cock.

Beth was well beyond the reality limits of her young mind. Her entire being was afire with the pleasure that her father's mouth was giving her. She arched and strained, her fingers tugging at his head. Her little slit drooled and pulsed as she climaxed again and again.

Kathy was engrossed in the feeling of the hot smooth flesh of his cock as it slipped in and out of her small mouth. She reached down and pulled his leg up between her thighs, his knee pressing into her wet, hungry pussy. Her head bobbed over his cock and her hips worked back and forth over his knee. She whimpered and worked over his knob with renewed passion. Her little pussy was convulsing and oozing her thin sweet juices on his leg.

"Amaaaahbh!" growled Beth. Her small body lifted and her back arched high. Every fiber of her being vibrated as a mind-bending, nerve-shattering climax engulfed her.

Martin lapped and sucked her squirting little pussy, his cock throbbing and jerking in Kathy's mouth. His own climax was pressing up from his trembling balls. His hand dropped to the back of the older girl's head and held her mouth around the head of his cock as the final tremors ran through him.

"Eeeeiiiiggggnnnn!" he gurgled into Beth's convulsing pussy as the first gusher of his cum burst from his cock and filled Kathy's mouth.

Kathy shuddered with passion and gulped the thick warm fluid down, her mouth milking at his jerking cock, urging the next flood from it. He responded and filled her small mouth to the overflowing. Trickles of white cum oozed from her mouth and down her chin.

Kathy gulped each spurt of tart cum down and abandoned herself to the racking climax that roared through her young body. Finally, the last few drops of cum trickled from his cock and she gasped as she fell into the final throes of her own climax and licked the last of his cum from his pulsing cock.

Later that night, Kathy lay in her bed, the room dark and quiet, and thought about the evening. So many new and pleasant things had happened. Her small body glowed with the memories and the new knowledge that she had gained.

She wondered about fucking. She was still a virgin and was more than a little curious about the pleasure that fucking might bring. She had heard a couple of the girls at school discussing it. They had said that he hurt a little at first but after the pain subsided that it was better than anything they had ever experienced.

A tremor ran through her and she realized that her fingers were pressing between the slippery lips of her naked little pussy. It was still a little tender and wet from the session earlier. She smiled as she stroked and thought of her father's huge cock pushing between the firm fleshy lips and forcing entry into her tight little cunt. A shiver ran through her.

Suddenly, Kathy was hot and hungry. Her young body burned to experience the new pleasure. She sat up in bed and listened. The house was quiet. Her feet touched the floor and her naked body was a faint blur in the darkness. She padded into the hall and paused. The door to her father's room was open and she could hear the raspy, regular breathing that told her he was asleep.

She crept into the room and looked down at him. He lay naked on top of the bed clothes. His cock was soft and relaxed. His face was calm in sleep. She slowly, gently slipped down beside him, her small body snuggling close. Her fingers curled around his cock and caressed it softly. She stroked and rubbed until she felt the slow swelling begin and the heat rise in the long column of flesh.

She had to bite her lip to keep from panting with the passion that flickered and burst into flame in her pussy. Lifting her slim leg, she rubbed the head, of his growing cock against the slippery lips of her young cunt. He moaned in his sleep and shifted a little. She paused and waited to see if he would wake. He didn't.

His cock was hard and thick and ready. She pushed at his sleeping body, rolling him slowly onto his back. Her hand clutched his throbbing cock and guided it as she climbed a straddle of his hips and lowered her burning cunt down to it. The dark knob of the head pressed against her pouting pussy lips and then parted them.

Kathy gasped softly as she felt the pressure and pull of stretched flesh. She bit her lip in determination and pushed down a little more. The bulbous head sank between the lips and pressed against the thin wall of flesh that guarded her hole. Searing pain flashed through the girl's body as she pushed down harder. Tears welled up in her eyes. She fought the panic and pushed harder.

"What?" Martin gasped, his eyes opening.

It was too late. Kathy closed her eyes and dropped her weight onto the head of his cock. Something ripped inside her and hot pain washed through her crotch. She gasped and shivered with the intensity of the sensation. His cockhead pressed against the back of her tight little cunt.

Martin looked up at his daughter and then down to his crotch. A trickle of blood was running down the side of his cock. He looked back to her face. Her eyes opened, the lashes tear soaked. A tight smile spread her lips. He reached to lift her off his cock. She pushed his hands away and rocked her hips. Her tight little cunt clutched at his gorged cock.

"Oh, Daddy, it's so good!" she gasped.

"Doesn't it hurt?" It was the only thing that he could think of to say.

"It did at first. Not now!" she chopped her words in rhythm with her flexing hips.

He watched her as she moved slowly back and forth, about half of his cock inside her. His body strained to take control and his mind fought to maintain control.

"Oooo, Daddy!" Kathy whimpered. "Soooo good!"

She reached for his hands and lifted them to the firm little cones of her breasts. She sighed as his fingers plucked at her hard little nipples. Her ass jerked faster over his cock. Her mouth hung open and she rested her hands on his chest.

"Oooo! Ooooo! Oooooo! It's… coming!" she gasped.

Her hips were a blur as she jerked to and fro. Her small body was totally lost in the abandoned passion that flamed inside her. Suddenly, she stiffened and strained against his body. Her hands clasped his hands against her breasts. She shivered and clenched her teeth. Her ears were ringing with the pleasure that slammed into her brain in racking waves. Her little cunt convulsed around his huge cock.

Slowly, she relaxed, a dreamy smile closing her mouth. She squinted at her father and licked her dry lips. Her cunt walls squeezed at his throbbing cock.

"Mmmmm! I want some more of that!" she rasped.

Her hips returned to the slow, rolling motion. She smiled down at him her eyes squinted. Curious, she glanced down between her legs. His cock was pink with the mixture of blood and dew from her little pussy.

"I'm making a mess, aren't I?" she teased.

"If you keep moving like that, I'll make one myself," he replied through gritted teeth.

She smiled and increased her pace. "Umm hmnm!" she hummed in anticipation.

She watched his face and felt the lift of his hips as his passion built. The bump and pull of his cock as it slid in and out of her tight little hole sent tremors through her. Her little cunt pulsed and burned as she thought about his cock coming inside her. The anticipation stoked the fires of her lust higher.

His fingers were pinching and pulling her little nipples, his hips jerking up and down under her. His cock bumped against the walls of her cunt, tugging at them even though they were slippery and wet. Kathy felt the rising heat of another climax and tried to delay it. She wanted to come when he did.

Suddenly, Martin flexed and rammed his cock upward. Kathy's eyes snapped open with the movement and the sensation that it sent through her young body. His eyes were clamped shut and his teeth clenched. A shudder ran through his straining body. She knew what was to follow.

Her lithe body jerked quickly back and forth over his muscular body, her cunt massaging his cock. A sudden flood of heat filled her cunt and she realized that he was coming. She whimpered, afraid that she had held off too long. Scalding cum boiled into her and oozed out around his cock wetting her thighs and ass. A shiver and a grunt and she reached the crest. Arching her back, Kathy strained against the first engulfing wave of pleasure. She shook and whimpered again and again as each spurt of his hot cum drove her higher and higher.

"Aaaaiiluinnnnn!" the girl wailed. Her small body flopped and thrashed as she sat impaled on his exploding cock.

Long after the last geyser of his cum had emptied into her, Kathy continued to shudder and quake. Finally, she collapsed onto his chest, his arms circling her damp back.

"Oh, Daddy! I never knew anything could feel soo good!" she moaned.

"The best!" he gasped.

"It was even better than when you licked my pussy," she added. Her little cunt was pulsing around his cock. Her face was buried in his chest.

He stroked her back as they recuperated. She sighed and reluctantly rolled off his body, finally. His cock pulled from her still snug cunt, releasing a flood of pent-up cum from her.

The girl cuddled close to him and before he knew it she was fast asleep. He stroked her naked body and closed his eyes.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The following afternoon, Louise sensed a change in her family. At first she paid it little heed but as she watched her daughters, especially Kathy and then Martin, after dinner, she was sure that something was different. She couldn't guess what the change was nor had she any idea what had caused it.

After the girls had had their baths, they returned to the living room, dressed in their gowns. Beth dropped to her usual position on the carpet, near the T.V. and Kathy slid onto Martin's lap. Louise was sure that she saw a knowing look exchanged between her husband and the older girl. She watched them secretly as they sat quietly watching the variety program.

Louise found herself scrutinizing her two daughters. They were growing up, she realized. She looked at Kathy and saw the protruding knobs of the girl's budding breasts against the front of her gown. Louise was sure that the girl's nipples were erect. She watched more closely.

Kathy sat on her father's lap her nylon clad little ass directly on his cock. Her arms were around his neck loosely. She shifted slightly, occasionally, rubbing her ass against his cock. She could feel it growing underneath her. A warm, damp feeling seeped into her little pussy.

Louise saw the girl's movements and felt sure that the girl was consciously or unconsciously teasing her father. She wondered.

The program ended and the girls kissed their parents goodnight and retired to their beds. Louise could see the slight bulge in Martin's lap. The teasing had had an effect. She rose and smiled weakly at him when he glanced at her. She turned down the hall and glanced into the dark door of Beth's room. She lay curled under the sheet, her eyes closed. The woman moved to Kathy's door. It was partially closed. She pushed lightly on it and looked in.

The girl lay on her stomach, her face away from the door. It took about two seconds for Louise to determine what her daughter was doing. The girl's legs were slightly open and her hands were under her. Her small round ass rose and fell, rhythmically. She was jacking off.

Louise turned quickly from the doorway and stepped into the bathroom, pushing the door closed behind her. She leaned against the wall for a moment to regain her balance. She had known that the day would come when her daughters would awaken to sex but she hadn't prepared herself. She was unsure whether she should go in and talk to Kathy or let things work themselves out.

She put it off. Instead, she stripped and turned on the water in the shower. Stepping under the steaming spray, she let the heat and sting of the water take her mind away from her thoughts. She stood for several minutes under the shower, just relaxing.

A thought crossed her mind and made her knees buckle. She had thought of Martin in bed with Kathy. She thought at first that her reaction had been revulsion. After she considered the thought several seconds, she wasn't so sure. Her nipples were immediately erect and her pussy itched.

She turned and faced the shower, the hot water hissing against her tender nipples and running in small rivers down over her belly and gathering to form a torrent through the bush of dark hair at her crotch. She lifted the soap and lathered her body, trying to sort out her thoughts. As she soaped her nipples, the erect knobs throbbed against her slippery hand. She savored the tingling that her fingers had stirred up. Her hands slid down over her belly and she lathered the dark hair and then the soft fleshy slit. Shivers ran through her as her fingers sliced between the fleshy lips and slipped across her clit. She felt her body warming and beginning to awaken. She rinsed hurriedly and turned off the water.

As she dried her body, she paused to survey it in the mirror over the sink. She was satisfied that she was in pretty fair shape for a woman with two daughters, one a teenager and the other almost. Her large breasts hadn't started to sag and her belly was almost flat, just rounded enough to be sexy. Her hips were full but not flabby.

She wrapped the towel around her and crossed the hall to her bedroom. Martin lay on the bed wearing just his shorts. He smiled at her and watched as she unwrapped the towel and dug out a gown. Louise could feel his eyes on her back and ass and she intentionally took her time finding a gown and slipping into it. She turned to face him and she saw the growing bulge in his shorts. Heat and dew oozed from between her pussy lips.

"Is that for me?" she asked in a soft voice, nodding toward his hard-on.

"Umm hmm," he answered. His eyes were watching her every move.

She stood looking down at his crotch, her mouth dry and her pussy damp. She sat down on the edge of the bed and let her long fingers settle lightly on the pulsing bulge. His hand reached out and caressed her nipple through the sheer cloth of her gown.

"Horny?" she asked.

"I'm always horny where you're concerned."

"Are you sure that it's not from Kathy sitting in your lap?" She watched his reaction as she spoke.

He looked at her hard for a moment and then shrugged.

"She's getting to be a sexy little thing, isn't she?" Louise pursued.

"Yeah, I guess."

Louise detected something in his tone. It was almost guilt. He had been turned on by Kathy and her little ass. Louise found her pussy tingling with the thought. She grasped his cock through the cloth of his underwear and squeezed.

His hand shifted to the other nipple satisfied that her other one was rigid enough. She shivered with the tickling sensation that his fingers were stirring up.

Her hand pushed inside his shorts and grasped his hot cock. She tugged it out into the open and gazed at the shiny, dark head. Her mouth was still and her lips felt parched. Without hesitating, her head bent to the knob that protruded from her hand and she licked the satiny flesh.

Martin sucked his breath in, sharply. "Feels good!" he hissed.

Spurred by his words and fraction, she licked it again, playing around the dark head with the flat of her tongue. His hips flexed and she felt his cock lurch. Her own passion was glowing with anticipation. Her pussy was damp and wet, her clit tingling. She licked and sucked his cock hungrily, unsure whether she wanted it to come in her cunt or in her mouth.

"Oh, baby! You are the best cocksucker!" he groaned.

Louise's breath whistled through her flared nostrils and her mouth closed hot and wet over the head of his cock her tongue working feverishly around the sensitive knob. His fingers clawed at her smooth warm thigh and pushed between the pillars of flesh, slicing between the fleshy lips of her pussy. The woman gurgled around his cock as his fingers stirred her slushy cunt to a froth.

She fought back her lust momentarily and let his cock slide out of her mouth and laved gently with her pink tongue. Her hand cupped his hairy balls, rolling them gently. Her mind buzzed with words and acts that she had never given thought to.

"Such good cock!" she rasped. Her hot breath played over the wet knob sending shivers through him. "I love to suck your cock and drink your cum!"

Martin arched up, pushing his cock against her tongue and grunted. Her words were having a decided effect on him. Louise was pleased. Saying them heated her own lust nearer the boiling point.

"Kathy got you all hot, sitting in your lap, didn't she?" she asked as she licked and, kissed his throbbing rod.

He stiffened and she felt him tremble. A wheeze escaped.

Louise paused, determined to get an answer from him. She glanced up at his face and saw the strain and passion imprinted there. "Didn't she?" she repeated.

"Yes!" he hissed.

"Her little pussy on your lap made your cock get hard, didn't it?" She wasn't sure where she was going with the questions and she wasn't too concerned. She was getting hotter and hotter. His fingers were tearing at her slushy, dripping cunt. Her clit throbbed and burned.

"Umm hmm!" he grunted.

Louise pulled her mouth from his cock and rose. Her leg swung out and she straddled his chest. His eyes popped open and he looked up between her large breasts at her grinning face. She saw his eyes drop to her hovering pussy. He stared at the froth and hair-covered lips.

"Want to suck my cunt?" she whispered.

In answer, his hands gripped her full white thighs and turned her crotch up toward his face. She scurried up to it, his arms slipping between her legs. She paused her cunt inches from his parted lips and looked down at him. Her cunt pulsed and burned. Her long red-tipped fingers tangled in his hair and she slowly lowered her drooling slit to his mouth. His tongue stabbed out and sliced into the slippery crevice. Louise jerked and shivered.

"Eat me, oh, eat my cunt!" she growled as she settled onto his face. His face was covered from the nose down. His tongue plunged and lapped at her, sending flashes of lust through her hungry body. Her hips flexed and she hunched against his tongue. Her fingers tuned his head tighter into her crotch as she felt the first tremors of climax welling up deep inside.

"Oooa! Yeees!" she hissed.

Her hips jerked to and fro as she neared the peak. Her cunt ground wetly against his face, wetting it from the nose down. She threw her head back and abandoned herself to the building pleasure.

"Aaaaagggggnnnnn!" she growled and stiffened as the first crashing wave of climax slammed into her. Her cunt convulsed, pumping her thin juices into his throat.

Suddenly, Louise pulled her pussy away from his face and slid down his torso, leaving a wet trail.

Her eyes were wild and her full red lips hung open. "Want your cock inside it!" she gurgled.

Her slim fingers reached between her thighs and found his hard shaft and guided the bulbous head between the fleshy lips of her cunt. She sighed as she felt it spread the folds and sank back onto it, driving it into her molten hole. Her eyes snapped shut and she straightened up as she sank down around the full length of his cock.

"Unnnnn!" she grunted and rolled her hips back and forth. His cockhead bumped back and forth against the soft gripping walls of her cunt.

"Soooo fucking good!" she whined.

Martin was too far gone in his passion to let her sudden free language register. She was too far gone to care. Her hips were moving faster and faster, rocking back and forth over him. Her breasts bounced and quivered with each thrust.

Martin bucked under her, his own climax nearing. She jerked her body over his, coaxing her pleasure to a peak. Her back arched and her head fell back. A loud wheeze burst from her throat. Martin stiffened. His cock throbbed and he began pumping his hot cum into her convulsing cunt. The flood of wet heat inside her sent Louise into a frenzy. She thrashed and shivered, grunting and groaning.

With a final moan and spurt of cum, Martin collapsed back onto the bed and lay under her trembling body, panting. Louise trembled in rhythmic waves, her passion building rather than subsiding. She seemed to be slipping into a crazed state of lust. Her fingers dropped to her mound and probed her cum-drenched pussy, teasing and pulling her swollen clit.

The woman undulated her body slowly as her fingers plied at her love button. Her head dropped forward and her eyes opened to slits as she looked down between her legs at her slippery cunt. Lifting her hips, she watched his cock slide slowly in and out of her cunt. A whimper slipped between her lips and she paused, staring at the gobs of cum that oozed out around the shaft of his cock and ran down the sides of it to puddle at the base in the curly hair.

"Uuugggnnnn!" she gurgled and lifted her cunt off his cock. Sliding downward, she caught the pulsing rod of flesh between her lips and licked the smeared cum from the head and shaft. Her mouth made wet, slurping sounds as she sucked up the mixture of cum and pussy juice. Her breath whistled through her nostrils and she growled in her throat.

Martin's hands found her head and tangled in her long hair. She engulfed his cock and sucked passionately. Her head moved from side to side and bobbed as she let her frenzied lust take total control. Her fingers tore at her slushy, tender cunt. She felt the throb of his cock against the roof of her mouth. With a gurgle, she let it slide out and lapped at the pools of thick cum around the base of it.

Satisfied that she had cleaned his cock and balls thoroughly, she raised her head and looked up at him through heavy lidded eyes.

"I want your cock in my ass," she whispered.

Martin stared at her far a second. She was serious. Her eyes demanded as well as begged. "Please, fuck me in the ass!" she whimpered.

Without a word, Martin rolled off the bed and stood at the edge. Louise looked at his bouncing cock and smiled. She scampered around on her knees, turning her round ass to him. His hands grasped her hips and pulled her back to the edge of the bed. Her head dropped and she groaned as she felt the blunt head of his cock push between the round full cheeks. Her sphincter muscles tightened for a moment as it pushed against the tight, dry hole. She bit her lips and pushed back against the knob, trying to relax the tense ring of muscle. His hands gripped tighter and pulled firmly. The knob pushed the flesh slowly aside, stretching and abrading. Louise opened her mouth and groaned. His cock felt as if it were tearing the tight hole open rather than pushing it open.

Pain gave birth to distorted pleasure as he relentlessly pushed forward, slowly filling her straining asshole with his cock. She stifled a scream and bit the back of her hand. His cock felt twice as big in her ass as it had in her cunt. Slowly, steadily, he pushed forward, sinking more and more of his cock into her.

Louise whimpered softly as she felt more of it stretching her asshole. Just as she thought she could stand it no longer, she felt his balls bump the lips of her pussy and his belly press against her ass cheeks. Her asshole squeezed at his cock.

"Hold still… for a moment," she gasped.

Her asshole clenched and squeezed at his cock. The discomfort and pain were melting and perverse pleasure was seeping into her. She rolled her ass slowly from side to side, relishing the feel of his cock moving in her asshole.

"Hurt?" he asked in a raspy voice.

"A little," she replied, breathless. "But feels so fucking good, too!"

His hips moved slowly, pulling his swollen cock slowly back. She whimpered and tried to follow. Suddenly, he plunged it back into her and she squealed and trembled. His cock pistoned slowly in and out of her clinging tight asshole. Each withdrawal felt as if it were turning her wrong side out. Her lust and passion were already wrong side out. Her mind was a red fire of hungry desire. Her nerves seemed to hum with lust.

The soft slap of Martin's belly against her ass reached her ears. His balls bumped softly against her cunt and clit. Louise squirmed and wiggled her ass, pushing back against his thrusts. The ring of muscle had relaxed somewhat, making the motion of his cock less uncomfortable and much more pleasurable.

"Harder! Fuck it harder!" she wheezed. Her ass was slamming back violently against his thrusting cock.

Martin felt his own lust take control and the rising pressure of his cum surged from his balls. He slammed his cock harder and faster into her tight ass.

"Oooooo, yes! Ah! Ah! Ah!" she sighed with each thrust of his cock.

Martin groaned and lunged. His cock buried itself in her ass and his cum geysered into it. Louise felt the scalding fluid filling her asshole and groaned. Her asshole clutched at the convulsing cock. Her cunt spasmed and she crashed over the brink of her own climax.

"Aaaahhhhgggnnnn!" they sang together as the throes of pleasure shook their bodies.

Panting, Louise sprawled forward, Martin following, his cock still lodged in her asshole. They lay for several minutes, still joined. Her hole milked gently at his pulsing cock. Finally, with a sigh, he pulled his spent cock from the tight hole and rolled onto his back. Louise lay on her stomach, her body flinching with the ebbs of pleasure. Her asshole spasmed gently holding the thick cream inside.

Satiated, she lay absorbed in her pleasure, thinking about her husband and her daughters. Her mind wandered aimlessly for several minutes until a vague plan began to materialize. She smiled to herself and sighed.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Time seemed to drag by the following day. Louise tried not to watch the clock but the effort was wasted. Martin came home for lunch at noon and she barely managed to appear her normal self. After he left, she cleaned up the kitchen and started on the laundry. As she sorted through the clothes, she made a discovery.

She had started to toss the pair of panties into the heap with the other underwear when a stain caught her eye. She looked closer. The panties were Kathy's. The stain on the inside of the crotch was large and whitish. She knew what it was. Cum!

The woman reeled with the impact of the discovery. She had suspected that the girl was more sexually aware than she appeared to be but the sudden proof caught Louise off guard.

As she stared at the blatant evidence, she noticed a pinkish tint to the stain. Blood. The obvious clicked. Her virginity. The woman looked at the flower printed design and was sure that they were the panties she had seen on Kathy the morning before. She had come home from sitting up at the hospital and prepared breakfast and when she woke the girl, she had seen them.

Louise winced with the obvious. The two girls had been at home with their father. She shook her head, trying to deny what she had already suspected. Against all her efforts, the thoughts crept into her mind. She thought of the cock that she had sucked and loved and fucked the night before and the fact that it had probably been inside her daughter's cunt the night before. She shivered.

She tossed the brief nylon garment aside and tried to busy herself with the rest of the laundry. Her mind was a buzzing scramble of thoughts. Pictures of the small body of the girl and the almost hairless little cunt between her slim legs and the swollen cock pressing between the lips of it. She shook her head several times trying to rid herself of the thoughts.

The itchy tingle between her thighs suddenly penetrated her thoughts. She paused and was aware that her pussy was wet and hot from the thoughts that she was having. As she stood there assessing her reaction to the thoughts, she realized that her nipples were rigid and throbbing. She was turned on by the thoughts.

Louise lifted the basket of clothes and hurried to the laundry room, frying desperately to shake the heat of lust that was rising inside her. She set the basket on the floor and turned to the washing machine. A load of clothes was in mid-cycle and the machine was vibrating gently with its action. She reached across the porcelain surface for a battle of fabric softener. As she did, the front corner of the machine pressed into her crotch and the vibrations of the hard protrusion sent a flash of pleasure through her that made her knees buckle.

Jerking back, quickly, Louise leaned weakly against the cabinet. Her heart was pounding and her body throbbed. She looked down at the innocent machine and grimaced. Her pussy was pulsing and the crotch of her panties drew her back to her feet. She moved slowly, as if in a trance. Her crotch touched the corner again and she supported her weight on her hands. The humming vibration sent flares of sensation through her. Her eyes closed and she let her head drop. She gritted her teeth against the intense pleasure that was boiling up in her cunt.

Her mind flashed to the panties and the pictures that she created of Martin fucking Kathy. A climax slammed through her body. She shuddered and moaned softly. Her knees buckled. Colors burst behind her closed eyelids and her ears were ringing. She couldn't tear herself away from her porcelain and metal machine lover. Again she felt the vibration stirring her passion. As she neared another climax, she arched her back and ground her convulsing pussy against the massaging corner. She moaned and her body tightened. Just as she hovered on the brink of her climax, the doorbell rang.

Louise almost jumped back from the machine. Her foggy mind was slow in clearing. She straightened her dress and paused at the mirror to replace the stray strands of hair. Her face was flushed and she avoided looking at her eyes.

She opened the door and found a young man standing outside it. He was in his early twenties and unfamiliar to her. It took a moment for his appearance to register. He was clean yet his face and clothes had the distinctive marks of a tramp. She had seen them many times before. A minister's home is one of the first places that they hit in a new town or when they can't get out of town.

The man's blue eyes glanced from her face to his hands and back again. His feet fidgeted and his eyes bounced from her face to his hands to the shubbery to one side of the door.

"Yes?" she asked finally.

"I just wondered if you could help a feller that's down on his luck a little," he mumbled, shuffling his feet.

Louise almost turned him away. Her eyes met his for an instant and she felt heat and moisture seep from her pussy. Her eyes dropped to his crotch for a quick assessment. Returning to his eyes, she saw the message that she needed. He was staring at the cloth encased mounds of her breasts. She smiled nervously and stepped back.

"Of course. Come in, please," she replied enticingly.

The young man hesitated, his eyes betraying his confusion. Then with regained courage, he stepped into the cool living room and Louise closed the door behind him. With a motion of her hand, she led him into the kitchen.

"I imagine that you're hungry," she stated.

"No. I ate at the mission about an hour ago." His voice was clear and steady.

Louise was a little surprised at his obvious honesty and his courage. She motioned to a chair and opened the refrigerator as he sat down. She set two Cokes on the table and fished the opener from the drawer. Opening the frosty bottles, she sat down across from him and smiled.

"Now, what can I do to help you?" she asked. Her voice was soft and husky. She was aware that her pussy was soggy and she was fantasizing about the young man's cock. She didn't even care if it was showing in her voice or her face.

"Well," he began, "if you have some work I could do to earn some money or if you know someone who does, I'd appreciate it."

His eyes were intense and Louise stared into them for a moment. The thoughts that they brought to mind made her pussy burn and her clit throb. She averted her eyes and looked out the kitchen window. He was silent as she tried to regain some kind of composure.

"I can't think of any work I might have nor can I think of anyone who might," she said, finally. Her crotch was itching so that she had to get up. She stepped across to the sink and aimlessly moved some of the dishes in the drying rack. Even with her back to him, she was aware of his eyes scanning her ass and legs. A shiver ran through her and, she turned to face him.

He looked quickly back to his Coke. She glanced to his lap and her knees almost buckled. The bulge in his lap was almost unbelievable. The sight melted the last of her resistance. She had to bite her lip to stifle a moan.

His eyes came up to hers and she tried to smile and couldn't. She wiped her hands nervously on her dress and licked her lips. Her eyes dropped back to his lap and he shifted in his chair.

"Looks like you have another problem," she whispered hoarsely. "I might could help with that one." She was as surprised as he was with her words. She didn't know how they got out, but they did and she was glad.

His eyes were bugging as she looked back to his face and disbelief covered his face. Without a word, Louise crossed to him and bent down, pressing her soft hot lips to his and stabbing between his lips with her tongue. Lust and desire boiled inside her, heating her pussy to the molten paint and sending waves of hunger through her veins. His tongue reacted and responded to hers. The soft rasp of heavy breathing filled the sunlit kitchen.

Louise felt the last shreds of any inhibitions and morality that she possessed slipping away. Her body hungered for sex any sex. Her long slim fingers tangled in his hair and the other hand dropped to his lap and stroked the huge bulge in his jeans. She mentally measured his cock as she explored his mouth with her tongue.

A racking wave of sensation shot through her as she felt his hands close around her breasts and massage the aching spongy mounds through her dress. Gasping, she pulled her mouth from his and wheezed into the side of his neck. His hands slipped from her breasts and down to the hem of her dress. Up under the garment, he pushed his hands, his fingers brushing over her naked legs and stopping at her hips. One hand crossed the front of her nylon panties and teased the bushy mound of hair under them.

"Oh, yessss!" she hissed as his fingers pushed down between her thighs and probed the soggy hot crotch.

His hand lifted the dress. Dropping his head to her bare belly, he licked the indentation of her navel as his fingers probed and explored the mushy crotch of her panties. His wet pointed tongue stabbed into her belly button and then slid down across the bare expanse of skin until he contacted her panties. Down across the nylon he licked, his fingers stirring her pussy higher and higher in her passion. His tongue finally reached the warm dampness of her crotch and replaced his fingers.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Louise growled. Her fingers dropped to his head and tangled in his hair, pulling his mouth tighter to her crotch. His tongue probed and stabbed at the nylon-covered slit, wetting the insides of her thighs. His strong hands slipped around her and cupped her firm round ass, pulling her crotch out and up. She bent her knees slightly and parted her thighs as much as she could and still stay on her feet.

"Mmmmmmmm!" he hummed his approval into her slippery crotch.

Louise moved one hand from his head and caught the edge of the nylon with her fingers and tugged it aside. She stiffened as she felt his wet hot tongue stab between the fleshy lips of her exposed cunt. Her body trembled and her mind slipped quickly into the hot fog of lust.

His tongue found her clit and stroked the swollen little button. Each lash of his tongue sent shivers through her straining body. She jerked and thrust her hips, tying to open her pussy even more.

His fingers curled under the elastic of her panties and tugged them down over her ass. With a sigh, she caught the front of them and pushed them down. They dropped in a circle around her ankles. His hands urged her roughly, guiding her to the table. She got the idea and scooted back onto the edge of it. Her thighs opened, exposing her deep pink drooling cunt.

Looking down at him through the slits of her eyes, she saw him glance up at her and smile slightly. He slid from the chair onto his knees on the floor. Lifting her feet, she rested her legs on his shoulders.

He hovered for a second, staring at her open cunt. Louise whimpered and reached for his head, pulling it to the burning slit. His tongue stabbed into the gaping cunt and she almost screamed with pleasure. Her head rolled back and her eyes snapped shut. Her fingers clawed at his scalp.

"Eat it!" she moaned.

He responded by catching her clit between his teeth and nibbling gently. The reaction was instant. Louise jerked and shivered. A climax slammed through her like a roll of thunder. She gurgled and moaned as the waves of pleasure racked her straining body.

His tongue flicked across the sensitive little button and she jerked. Her hands pulled at him, urging him to his feet. Reluctantly, he rose and stared down at her flushed feverish face. Her fingers flew to his fly and ripped the zipper down. His cock fell into her open hands.

The long, thick member pulsed hotly against her palms. She stared wide-eyed at it for a moment. The dark bullet-shaped head stared back at her. Her pink tongue flicked across her dry lips as she contemplated the next act.

Gripping the shaft with both hands, the dark head spilled over to stare at her. Louise surrendered to the impulse and dropped her head. She heard his soft sigh of anticipation. She felt the heat of his cock before she even touched it. Her soft lips pressed to the head, her tongue peeking through to tease the little slit in the end.

His hands found her head and pulled her lips against the head, urging her to open them. She complied, her mouth opening and slipping down around the hot flesh. He penned. Louise hummed around his cock as the heat and taste and thought of it sent her mind reeling with lust and desire. Her cunt drooled on the table top.

Slowly, she bobbed her head over his huge cock, engulfing as much as she could and then letting it slip out to the tip. His body flexed and his hips worked, his hands setting the pace. Louise was struggling mentally with the problem of whether to suck him off or to fuck him. The struggle was short-lived as he lunged, driving his cock into her throat and moaning loud and long.

A gusher of hot cum took her by surprise. It flooded her throat and she almost strangled, trying to swallow. Her mouth was full and before she could gulp down the thick juice, more spurted into her throat. Little trickles of cum oozed from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin. She swallowed quickly, her fingers working up and down the shaft, urging more of the hot fluid from his cock. Again and again it gushed into her mouth until she lost all contact with reality. Her cunt pulsed and convulsed shudders of pleasure running through her body as she came.

Finally, the flood ceased and he pushed back on her head. His cock slid from her mouth and she watched it leave as she swallowed the last of his cum. Her tongue licked the smears from her lips and chin.

Looking up at him, she asked, "Been a long time, hasn't it?"

"Yeah," he rasped.

Her fingers stroked his cock gently as she looked into his face. An idea glowed in the back of her mind. She pushed him back into the chair and with a smile, slipped off the table, leaving a smeared puddle of pussy juices.

Holding her dress up out of the way, she straddled his lap, guiding his cock to her descending cunt. A soft groan escaped his lips.

"You ain't got enough?" he gasped.

"This should take care of it," she replied, her face set in concentration as she adjusted the large head of his cock and settled onto it.

The bulbous head spread the slippery lips and disappeared into the hot wet hole. Louise sighed and eased her cunt down around his throbbing cock. Slowly, she came down, his cock filling her hungry hole, stretching and pushing the slippery walls.

"Nnmmmm, good cock!" she purred.

Down, down she dropped. His cock bumped the end of her pulsing tunnel and she sighed. Her hips moved slowly, working back and forth over him. Her head was bent so she could watch the thick shaft moving in mid out of her cunt. With each thrust of her full hips, a little animal whimper issued from her throat.

His hands reached around her and caught her naked ass and pulled at the spongy flesh, lifting and lowering her cunt. A throb ran through her and she began to jerk, her ass moving faster. Her climax slammed through her, causing her to vibrate around his pulsing cock.

"Aaaaggggnnnn!" she growled as her body stiffened and arched over his.

Warm washes of pussy juice seeped out and down the sides of his cock. Her cunt walls contracted and squeezed his cock in convulsions. Her fingernails raked his shirt-covered shoulders.

"Fuck me! Goddamn it, fuck me!" she growled through clenched teeth.

He responded. His hips lifted and his cock drove against the wet walls of her spasming cunt. Again and again, he slammed it to her. She rocked and heaved over him as she came again and again. He was approaching his own climax at freight train speed.

Louise whimpered and thrashed over him as the quaking waves of pleasure rumbled through her body. The ramming of his cock inside her cunt sent her from one climax to another. His hands clenched on her ass cheeks, squeezing and pulling at them. His face contorted and he lunged upward, his cockhead driving into the end of her cunt. His back arched, he groaned and shuddered.

Louise hesitated for a blurry moment. She felt the scalding flood burst into her clenching cunt and she cried out. Her muscles stiffened and she trembled. Each geyser of his cum sent another shudder through her. Color burst behind her closed eyelids and her ears roared.

Long seconds of rending pleasure held them suspended, bodies motionless except for a tremble or shiver. Slowly, the waves of pleasure subsided and Louise sagged. Her mouth hung open and her breath rasped through her slack lips.

Reluctantly, Louise eased herself off his cock and staggered to her feet. Her dress dropped over her legs, covering her cum-smeared pussy. She leaned shakily on the counter and caught her breath. Her eyes fell on the wall clock. A wave of fear shot through her. It was time for the girls to get home from school.

"You had better get yourself back together, my girls will be in any minute," she warned.

He looked up at her and nodded. His hands replaced his drooping cock in his pants and he rose slowly, crossing to her and looking down at her.

"Thanks, lady!" he rasped.

"Thank you," she replied through a smile.

He turned and started for the door. She followed and paused as he turned and kissed her deeply. His hands cupped her tight ass and his crotch ground against her. Just as she was about to forget about the girls and drag him to the sofa or floor, he pulled away.

"Maybe I'll stop again next time I'm in town," he promised and stepped through the door.

Leaning against the door facing, she watched him stroll down the walk. Her cunt throbbed and dribbled the cum he had left there. She turned, closed the door, and went back to the kitchen. She stopped in her tracks.

On the kitchen table lay a photograph. For a moment she thought he might have left it. Then she looked at it and her heart stopped. It was an instant-developing type and it was a picture of her a straddle the young man's lap, his cock plainly visible, entering her naked cunt. She gasped and glanced around the room. She was alone. She picked it up and ran through the house. A quick search told her that she was alone.

She stood in the center of the living room and tried to push down the fear that was bubbling up in her throat. She had no idea who had taken the picture.

CHAPTER NINE

Throughout dinner, Louise was quiet and acted as if she were in a daze, which in fact she was. She cast secretive glances at the members of her family and wondered what they would do if they saw the photograph that she had secreted away.

As if to confirm that it was a day of strange occurrences, Kathy and Beth insisted that she go to the living room with Martin and leave them to clean up the dishes after dinner. Her shock showing on her face, she finally conceded to their demands and left the kitchen to them.

Martin settled into his chair with the paper and she fidgeted with a magazine. Her mind refused to focus on the world around her. Every time she tried, the photograph flashed into her mind. She refought the battle over and over whether to tell. Martin and show it to him. She knew what the picture could do to him and his career if it fell into the wrong hands or if it was already in the wrong hands. She shivered with the thought of what would happen to her world and her family.

"I'm going to take my shower," Kathy announced as she passed through the room. The statement snapped Louise back to reality for a moment.

She drifted back to her thoughts as she heard the hiss of water in the bathroom. Beth wandered into the room and sat on the arm of her father's chair. He smiled up at the girl. She read the paper over his shoulder.

The water stopped in the shower and Louise was vaguely aware of the noises of the girl moving around in her room. Beth slid off the chair arm and disappeared. Louise heard the shower hiss again.

Kathy re-entered the room, clad in her shorty gown and a tight pair of panties. Louise glanced at the girl's round, nearly exposed ass as she crossed to her father's chair and pushed his paper out of the way and slid onto his lap. For a moment, it didn't register and then slowly she awakened. The girl had her arms looped around his neck and was smiling seductively at her rather as they whispered.

Louise looked hard at her husband and her daughter. There was something definitely sexual about their expressions and response to each other. Her eyes fell on his hand as it slowly rubbed the girl's ass through the sheer panties. In spite of herself, Louise felt heat and passion rising slowly in her crotch. She imagined what the situation was doing to his cock. She wondered for a moment why she wasn't feeling jealousy. For some reason that she couldn't explain, she only envied the girl.

Beth padded into the room. Panties were her only garment. Louise started and squeaked.

"It's so hot, I just couldn't find anything to wear," she explained softly to her wide-eyed mother.

Louise nodded silently. The girl's nipples stood erect on her flat chest. The panties she wore were even sheerer than Kathy's. Louise could see plainly the hairless little slit.

Beth settled on the arm of Martin's chair and put her arm around the back of it, leaning over to kiss his lips. Louise lurched. She shook her head. Her whole day had been a jumble and now it was turning topsy-turvy.

"Oh, let me show her," Kathy giggled, her voice rising above a whisper. Louise lifted her eyes to them.

Kathy slid off Martin's bulging lap and crossed slowly to her mother. Louise held her breath. The girl sat down beside her on the sofa. Only then did the woman see the small stack of photographs in the girl's hand. Her heart jumped into her throat.

"Beth and I took some interesting pictures today with Daddy's Polaroid," she said.

Louise glared at the girl, anger and fear bubbling up in her throat. She clenched her fist and tensed. Kathy held the pictures out to her. For several seconds Louise looked from the pictures to her daughter's smiling face. Slowly her hand took them and she looked down at the first one.

It was a clear shot of her sitting on the kitchen table, her head down, her mouth filled with the young panhandler's cock. Her heart stopped. She sat frozen for a moment, too stunned to move or speak. She jerked and snatched the picture off the top of the pile. The next one was of him lapping at her hairy, gaping cunt. Again and again she shuffled a picture aside. Each one was a different phase of her love making with the young man.

She almost passed the next one. It was of Kathy, naked, kneeling before Martin. His cock was in the girl's mouth and Kathy was actually managing to smile with her mouth stretched open so wide. Louise stiffened. Her eyes rose to meet the smiling face of her daughter.

"See, Mom," the girl said quietly, "you aren't the only one who likes sex and especially sucking cocks."

The woman winced as she heard the word roll off her daughter's lips. Her eyes flicked quickly across to her husband. His face was smiling, too, though with other incentive. His fingers were working slowly at Beth's nylon-covered crotch, between the girl's spread legs.

"Oh, God!" Louise moaned hoarsely.

"Don't fight it, Mom, join us," the younger girl rasped through the passion that her father's fingers had stirred up.

Something touching her breast jerked Louise's mind almost back from the tumbling world of shock. She looked down to find Kathy's fingers scraping at her nipple through her dress and her bra. Tingles of pleasure ran through her, causing the nipple to become suddenly erect. Her spongy flesh throbbed and her cunt pulsed damply.

"Kathy!" she gasped. The girl's fingers were flipping the buttons of her dress open. Louise tried to fight the glowing lust that was rising up inside her. It was a futile battle.

"Mmmmm!" Kathy hummed as she reached inside the open dress and massaged the bra-encased mounds. "I hope mine get that big!"

Louise slumped on the sofa, her legs parting slightly under the dress in an attempt to release some of the pent up heat. She groaned softly, letting her eyes flutter shut.

Kathy smiled to herself at the obvious signal of surrender from her mother. Her own young pussy was soggy and on fire. Her fingers pinched and rolled the hard button of the nipple. Her mother sighed and flexed as sensation after sensation sifted through her. Kathy slipped her hand to the top of the bra and pushed her fingers under the edge.

The spongy flesh was warm and damp as she crept across it under the confining cotton cloth. The bud of the nipple slipped under her fingers and pressed into her palm hot and hard.

Her head dropped and her lips pressed gently into the valley between the two mounds. She heard her mother gasp. She flicked her tongue over the satin skin, tasting the vaguely salty taste. Her fingers crept out from under the bra and slipped around the woman's body finding the hooks at the back of the band of cloth. For a moment she fumbled clumsily until she found the right move and the band separated.

Kathy pushed the bra up and out of the way.

The rigid nipples vibrated as the bra flicked across them. The girl gazed transfixed at the large dark circles that surrounded the firm buttons. Her mouth watered and she felt a twinge run through her hungry little pussy.

A wet mouth closed around Louise's nipple and she gasped, her body trembling with the tension. The small wet tongue flicked back and forth over the knobs and the woman found herself wondering what that tongue would feel like doing that to her clit. She shivered with the thought and the sensations that the tongue was stirring.

Kathy fell to her task, greedily savoring the feel of the warm flesh and the faint salty taste. She forced her mouth around as much of the mound as she could and suckled and licked. The woman was moaning and rolling under the ministrations of the girl's lashing tongue.

Kathy dropped her hand onto Louise's belly, feeling the warmth through the dress. The woman tensed with anticipation with the contact of the hand. The girl slid it slowly down across the slightly rounded plane of cloth until she crossed the hem and touched the soft skin of the woman's thigh. Immediately, her fingers slid upward, pushing the dress ahead of them until she felt the slippery surface of panties. Kathy paused to gasp for breath.

Louise held her breath. The light touch of the fingers on her panties, their heat penetrating the sheer cloth, sent waves of lust through her tense body. The fingers moved and she flinched in anticipation.

"Ooooo, baby!" Louise crooned, her hand stroking the back of the girl's head.

Light skimming fingertips danced across her belly and then down across the springy bush of hair under the sheer nylon and into the damp valley between her open thighs. A half grunt, half groan escaped the woman's throat as the fingers dipped between the folds of her panty encased cunt. Her hips lifted slightly and she hunched her throbbing slit up closer to the probing fingers.

Kathy found the slight bump of the woman's clit and teased it. The fleshy thighs opened wider and the damp crotch pushed up higher. She hummed around the pulsing nipple and dug deeper between the nylon folds. A hand caught hers and pulled it to the elastic of the leg of the garment and pushed her slim fingertips under the stretchy band.

Her fingers found curls and soft hot flesh and then wet slippery folds and the swollen knob of Louise's clit. She rolled the slippery knob under her finger, enjoying the moans and tremors of the woman's body as she worked over it.

Louise forced her eyes open and peered across the room to the chair where Martin sat. The sight that met her eyes sent flashes of passion spiraling through her already saturated body. Beth knelt between the man's feet, her small hands clutching his large hard cock. Her small mouth cupped the tip of it, sliding from side to side. Martin watched his daughter through lust glazed eyes, his hands holding her head gently.

The woman felt Kathy's hands tugging at her soggy panties and lifted her hips to assist. The wisp of cloth slid down her legs and she kicked them off. The girl's wet mouth was already moving down to her belly and her small body was slipping to the floor. Louise watched through the slits of her eyes. Kathy landed on her knees and scampered around the woman's legs and between them.

Her small pink tongue flicked across Louise's belly and then trailed slowly downward.

Louise's eyes opened wider and she held her breath as she felt the warm breath of the girl wafting down her belly and through the matted curls at her mound. She spread her full thighs further apart and waited excitedly. The girl's tongue seemed to move excruciatingly slow. It edged into the matted hair and inched down to the hot silky skin of her inner thigh. Suddenly Kathy turned her face to the gaping, drooling slit and paused. Her eyes turned up to her mother's face and she smiled dreamily. Her little pointed tongue flicked across her lips and then her eyes dropped back to the open pussy. Her tongue reached out and touched the fleshy lips and Louise gasped.

Kathy whimpered and buried her face in the slushy crevice. Louise arched her back and gurgled. Her hands found the girl's head and pulled it tighter into her cunt. Her clit throbbed as the girl licked and lashed it. Louise was slowly tumbling into the abyss of her passion. Her cunt convulsed as the little tongue stabbed into its soft tunnel. Her love button ached the sweet ache of lust.

"Ahhhhhnnnnn!" a groan reached the woman's ears.

She looked up to her husband and found him arching high out of his chair. Beth clutched frantically at his bucking body, her small mouth pressed to the head of his jerking cock. White globs of cum oozed from the corners of the girl's mouth. Louise could see Beth's throat working as she swallowed what part of his load that she could catch.

The sight sent flashes of heat through Louise. Her body strained upward and her hands pulled at Kathy's head. Her thighs trembled and she jerked. Her climax crashed down around her and her mind blanked and she hovered in her backbend as she succumbed to the racking volleys of pleasure. For long seconds she hung there, lost in her lust.

Kathy rode the bucking of her mother's body, her mouth glued to the soft, soupy crevice of her cunt. Sucking and lapping, she drank the tart thin juices that first oozed and then seemed to squirt from it. Her own little cunt was in the convulsions of climax as she lapped at the woman's gooey slit.

Climax after climax slammed through Louise's straining body as her daughter lapped and suckled her cunt. She bounced and groaned with each new burst of pleasure. Her attention was drawn to her husband and other daughter by the younger girl's squeal.

"Eeeeeooooo, Daddy!" Beth squeaked.

She was squatting over the man's face, her feet on the arms of the chair. Martin sat slumped, his head back, his mouth pressed to her pussy. Louise could see his broad tongue slicing through the firm lips of the little pussy. His cum-smeared cock waved slowly at his crotch.

Unable to withstand any more stimulation, at least temporarily, Louise pushed Kathy's mouth from her cunt and heaved a rasping sigh. The girl looked up at her with a smile, shiny with pussy juice.

Kathy turned to look at her father and sister and let out a whimper when she saw his cock naked and unattended. She leapt to her feet and crossed the room. Her fingers tore at her panties, stripping them off and tossing them aside.

Martin's hips jerked when Kathy's fingers curled around his throbbing cock. The girl spread her legs and crawled into the chair astride his lap. Her down-covered little pussy hovered for a moment as she straightened his cock and then she lowered herself to his cock.

Louise sat slumped on the sofa, regaining her breath. She watched fascinated and slightly stunned as Kathy pushed her tight cunt down over the head of Martin's cock. A flicker of lust glowed in the woman and began to heat up to the rekindling paint. She whimpered and pressed her hands between her slippery thighs, squeezing them against her wet pussy.

CHAPTER TEN

Her father's cock stretched her small pussy almost to the tearing point. Kathy bit her lower lip and worked herself down lower on the throbbing hard tool. The blunt end pushed against the end of her cunt and she hovered, savoring the stretched, filled feeling. Through the slits of her eyes she watched him lapping at Beth's little pussy.

Beth's hips moved back and forth, her ass cheeks opening and closing. Kathy saw the puckered little asshole peek out at her. A thought crossed her passion-fogged mind. She leaned forward and catching the small ass in her hands spread the spheres apart and buried her face between them. Her tongue stabbed at the puckered little hole. Beth gasped and pushed back against the probing tongue. Kathy reamed and licked at the tight hole, forcing the tip of her tongue into it.

Louise found herself in a near frenzy. Her pussy burned and throbbed with lust and her body ached for contact. Her mouth was dry and she felt a deep craving for the taste of sex.

The woman rose and stripped off her dress and bra. The clothes fell in a heap and she crossed the room to the trio. Her naked body dropped behind Kathy's and her hands busied themselves with stroking the girl's ass and cupping Martin's hairy balls. Her lips pressed to the girl's back, her tongue leaving wet trails as she worked her way down toward the round ass of her daughter.

Her long slim fingers stroked the satin smooth skin of the adolescent ass. Her nostrils flared and her breathing became harsh as she caressed Kathy's ass and watched it rise and sink slowly over. Martin's swollen cock. Unable to resist, she bent and kissed the girl in the small of the back. The girl gasped. Louise flicked her tongue across the warm flesh. Another gasp.

The woman's tongue trailed slowly down to the swell of the small ass and dipped into the beginning of the crevice between them. Kathy was trembling with the sensation of her gorged cunt and the wet tongue slowly working its way down between the cheeks of her ass. Louise was shaking a little herself. Anticipation joined her passion as she dropped her head and sought the puckered little hole between the smooth firm ass cheeks.

Kathy's body lurched as she felt her mother's tongue stab hot and wet into the sensitive hole. Her cunt clutched at Martin's cock like a vise. Her own tongue stabbed deep into Beth's asshole. The younger girl was shivering in the throes of her third or fourth climax. Kathy wasn't far from one herself.

As Louise licked and probed Kathy's ass, she watched Martin's hips lift and fall as he pushed his throbbing cock in and out of the girl's cunt. She knew that he wasn't far from shooting the tight little cunt full of boiling cum. Her cunt was convulsing with passion as she watched the thick flesh column push and pull at the tender flesh of the girl's cunt. She drove two of her free fingers into her own cunt and teased her clit, trying to bring a little release for her own tension.

"Ahh! Ahh Daddy!" Kathy groaned. Her body quaked and jerked as she slammed into the rending pleasure of her climax.

Martin pumped his cock upward into the girl's tight cunt. His body strained and trembled. His tongue was stabbing furiously into Beth's little cunt. Louise knew from his trembling that his climax was near. Her mouth moved the inch or two necessary and licked at the underside of his throbbing cock and the lips of Kathy's cunt. She felt the surge in his cock that announced the first gusher of cum. She cupped her mouth around the lips of the little cunt and waited.

Martin's cock lurched against her lips as he sent another spurt of thick hot cum into the girl's spasming cunt. Louise whimpered against the cock and cunt and waited. Her reward came. Rivulets of cum seeped from Kathy's cunt and ran down the sides of the pumping cock. Louise sucked it in greedily. Her own wet cunt went into spasms of climaxing as she gulped down the hot cum.

The final gush emptied into Kathy's cunt and with a shiver, he collapsed. Kathy trembled with the waves of pleasure that his cock had driven her to. She fell forward, her face on his chest, mouth agape as she gasped for breath.

Beth swung a shaky leg over the two and stepped to the floor. Her knees buckled and she slid slowly to the carpet, leaning back on the chair. A soft sigh seeped from her throat.

Louise lapped the last oozing drops of cum from the juncture of the man's and girl's bodies. Her body was on fire despite several climaxes. She ached to be fucked or sucked. She drew her mouth reluctantly away from the base of Martin's cock and sank back onto the carpet. She opened her legs and plunged her fingers back into her slushy cunt. Ripping and digging at her tender flesh, she begged for a climax. Her noises drew the others' attention.

Kathy and Martin looked at Louise and sat amazed. Beth rolled her head to the side and watched. A light sparkled in the girl's eyes. She crawled across to her mother's nearly naked body. Her small hands took the woman's shoulders and lowered her back onto the floor. She sat on her heels looking down at her for a moment and then turned to the other two.

"Come on. Let's all do Mommy, now," she suggested.

Without hesitation, Kathy pulled her snug cunt from around Martin's cock and joined Beth, kneeling on the opposite side of the woman. Their fingers dropped almost simultaneously to the large spongy breasts and each pinched a rigid knob. Louise gasped and jerked.

Martin watched for a moment and then slid, to the floor. His hand cupped around the hairy mound of Louise's cunt, his finger plowing between the gooey lips and discovering her small erect clit. She jerked again.

Kathy smiled at her sister and lowered her mouth to the dark nipple that she was rolling between her fingers. Her lips circled it and she sucked slowly. Beth followed the older girl's example and caught the other nipple in her mouth. She rolled her tongue around the erect little knob and sucked noisily.

Louise was shivering with passion. The two mouths on her breasts were driving her into a frenzy. She could vaguely feel Martin's fingers plying her cunt. She rolled her hips from side to side and flexed her legs. Her cunt was hungry for a mouth. She got her wish.

Martin's finger slid out of her slushy cunt and was immediately replaced by his mouth. His tongue stabbed between the soft wet folds and found her oozing cunt. With a muffled grunt, he buried his face in the hairy wet pussy and pushed his tongue as deep as he could reach in the hot hole. Louise squealed and hunched her hips up to meet the thrust.

Her hands caught the girls' heads and crushed them against her spongy breasts. Small teeth nipped at the sensitive knobs of her nipples. She groaned and pulled tighter. Martin's tongue slipped out of her cunt and glided upward until it touched her throbbing clit. She squealed and bounced again. He caught it between his lips and nipped it gently with his teeth and she almost fainted with pleasure.

"Eat her, Daddy!" Kathy rasped around the nipple. "Suck her cunt until she begs you to fuck her!"

The muffled words went straight to Louise's head and sent showers of lust through her. She gritted her teeth against the intense pleasure and felt her cunt spasm as she slipped into a quaking climax.

"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Eat my cunt! Drive me crazy!"

Beth raised her head from Louise's nipple and looked down at the woman's lust contorted face and her working mouth. Shifting her body, she swung her small leg over the woman's face and lowered it to the open mouth. Louise sighed and grabbed at the girl's hips, pulling her down to her hungry mouth. Beth opened her eyes and looked down at her father's shiny face. The lower half was hidden from view by the hairy pussy.

Kathy switched back and forth from one nipple to the other. Her tongue lashed and licked, her teeth nipping at the hard little knobs. Her little pussy itched and burned. She paused a minute to shift positions and then looked down at the large spongy mounds of Louise's breasts. A smile spread over the girl's face.

Lifting a leg over her mother, she lowered her hungry little snatch onto one of the breasts, watching closely to get the erect nipple against her little cunt. Her hips flexed slowly, flicking her clit back and forth over the nipple. A sigh of pleasure seeped from the girl's throat.

A tender pussy on her mouth, one drooling on her nipples and a tongue lashing her cunt, Louise jerked and bounced from one climax to another, each one a little more intense. Beth's juices smeared her face Kathy's her nipples. Martin's mouth left her cunt and then she felt the blunt head of his cock pushing at the wet entrance. She groaned into Beth's pussy and hunched her hips up to meet his first thrust.

"Fuck her, Daddy!" Kathy rasped.

"Fuck her eyes out!" Beth chimed in.

Spurred by their words, Martin paused and then rammed his gorged cock to the hilt in Louise's slushy cunt. His balls bounced off her upturned ass and she flinched and pushed up to him. His hips began to piston slowly, working his cock from side to side against the pliable walls of her cunt.

Beth's small body was shaking violently as she surrendered to the absorbing pleasure of her climax. Her small fingers held the lips of her bare cunt apart as Louise lapped at the angry red little clit Beth jerked and ground her pussy over the woman's face. Whimpers and groans bubbled from her sagging lips.

"It's not fair!" the younger girl gasped. "You and Kathy get to fuck Daddy. I don't!"

"Your cunt is too small!" Kathy replied, trying to keep her clit on the knob of Louise's nipple. "He could stretch it," she wailed.

"It would tear and bleed," Louise interjected.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" the younger girl grunted as she interrupted herself to come one more time.

Martin was oblivious to their short conversation. He was pounding his pulsing cock into the familiar wet tunnel, his hands clutching at her spongy ass. Louise knew from his movements that he was nearing his climax. She rammed her hips upward to meet his thrusts, her cunt clutching gently at the pistoning rod of flesh.

"Hey! How about in the ass!" Kathy suggested.

For a moment Beth and her mother were at a loss as to what the girl was talking about. It dawned on Beth and a smile spread over her face. She nodded vigorously unable to speak due to the pleasure that her climax was giving her.

Martin was still too engrossed in Louise's cunt to hear the three females plotting. His ass was driving harder and harder and Louise lost her train of thought as she climbed once more to a climax. She could hear Martin wheezing and then he trembled and the woman pushed her cunt higher and waited. The hot flood of his cum filled her cunt and she shook as each gusher sent a wave of pleasure through her.

Kathy watched and waited. She had already made plans about what she would do. Her pulse pounded with excitement and anticipation. Her father's face was contorted as he rode the breakers of his climax. Kathy could see his cock bucking and pumping in her mother's cunt.

Emptied and gasping for breath, Martin rolled slowly away from Louise's cunt, landing on his back, his cum-smeared cock pointing toward the ceiling. Kathy whimpered with lust and fell face down into Louise's pussy. Her pink little tongue lapped at the globs of cum that clung to the dark curly hair. When they were gone, she pushed her tongue into the hot steaming cunt and sucked a flood of the thick juices put into her mouth.

Louise gritted her teeth and fought the shudders that were running through her. Kathy's tongue was sending almost unbearable pleasure through the woman's body. Beth slid off her mother's face to drop to her father's side. Her small hand gripped his slippery cock and held it us her pink tongue licked the coating of cum and pussy juice from the throbbing member.

Louise was beside herself with renewed lust as Kathy's tongue worked its magic on her cunt. She bounced her ass on the carpet and flexed her legs. Lifting her head a little, she saw Kathy's unattended pussy facing her. Her hands caught the girl's hips and she pulled the sweet dripping cunt up to her face. It dropped slowly to her mouth and she cupped her red lips around the down-covered slit and licked the girl's cream from it. Kathy replied by lapping feverishly at the woman's cunt.

Martin lay propped up on one elbow, watching the mother and daughter sucking each other. Beth was still licking slowly at his hard cock. Her pink little tongue was doing fantastic things to him.

"I wish you could fuck me, Daddy," the girl whispered around his cock.

"Me, too, but you know you're too small," he replied.

"How about in the ass?"

He was quiet for a moment or two. Beth felt his cock throb harder at the mention of her other hole. She smiled and licked the dark head. It pressed hot against her tongue.

"It might hurt a little," he explained.

"I don't care! I want your cock in me!" she hissed.

The girl rolled to her knees and turned her up thrust ass toward him. "Like this?" she asked.

Martin stared at the small round cheeks and the even smaller puckered hole between them. His hand touched her ass. "I don't think that that will work. I'm too tall. Come up here," he replied.

He slid into the chair, sitting on the edge, his cock pointing out straight and hard. Beth scampered to her feet and backed up to him. His hand pushed her forward, bending her torso at the waist. Her little asshole was an inch from the head of his cock. Rampant lust throbbed through his veins.

"That will work fine, but first you had better get it wet," he said.

The girl turned to him and lowered her mouth to the bulbous head of his cock. In two seconds she had it dripping with her saliva. "Now," she said softly, turning her ass to him again.

"Let's get you wet, too," he added.

His tongue probed her tight asshole, pushing the tip inside. Beth moaned and almost forgot her desire to feel his cock inside. A few moments and his mouth left the puckered hole.

Without a word, he pulled back on her hips and pressed the head of his cock against the tight ring of muscle. Beth held her breath. Martin held his. Guiding his cock with one hand, he pulled her back against it with the other. For a second, the opening was unyielding, then slowly little by little the tip of his cock pushed through.

"Oooo," Beth moaned softly as he pushed harder.

Martin watched as the rim of the head of his cock neared the ring of muscle and then suddenly disappeared inside. Beth trembled and wiggled a little. Martin sat motionless, afraid to breathe. He was sure that any movement would cause him to lose control and his cock would squirt his load before he had even fucked her asshole.

Beth bit her lip against the burning pain. It was ebbing away slowly and being replaced by a wanton lust that she had never felt before. Her small body throbbed from head to toe with it. She wiggled her ass and pushed back against her father's cock. She could feel it sinking gradually into her asshole.

"Hurt?" he half grunted.

"No! Feels fantastic! Fuck it!" she demanded.

He pulled her back, harder. His cock sank into her little asshole until he reached the end. Half of his cock was inside her. Beth tightened the internal muscles around it and Martin gasped.

Louse and Kathy had finally rolled apart and lay on the carpet, gasping, watching the man and the girl. Louise felt a twinge of jealousy. She wished that his cock was in her asshole.

"Oh, Daddy! I'm coming!" Beth rasped almost in disbelief.

The small body trembled and jerked. Martin's face was twisted in concentration. His cock pulsed and throbbed as Beth's muscles milked at it. He gritted his teeth and tried to hang on. It was useless. With a groan, he lunged, trying to get another inch inside her and then stiffened.

Beth squealed when she felt the hot flood of cum filling her asshole. With a jerk and shiver, she came again. Martin pumped her little ass full of cum and then pushed gently until her asshole slid off his cock. He fell back gasping in the chair. Beth collapsed onto the carpet.

Louise and Kathy sat on the carpet and looked at the other two members of the family, then at each other.

"Looks like one man isn't going to be enough for this family," Kathy said with a grin.

"Doesn't look like it. Any suggestions?" her mother asked.

"Well, let's see. I can only think of a couple and I don't know if they could keep their mouths shut." The girl grimaced.

"That's the thing. Keeping their mouths shut," Louise added.

"Oh, I think we'll find someone."

"But in the meantime?" Louise asked.

"Well, I've always wanted a dog."

Mother and daughter smiled dreamily at each other.

Content

Jeff Davis
The preacher_s daughters

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN