Chapter 7
Sam and Jack had walked down to the back of the barn, moving side by side with determined expressions. Jack was excited and fearful at the same time, and didn't know which emotion he felt most strongly, but he was not going to back out now. When they reached the small back window and looked in, he thought the barn was empty and he sighed-a curious sigh, half of relief and half of disappointment.
"I guess they went out," he said.
Sam smiled and shook his head. "They must be up in the loft," he said.
"Well, there's no way we can see into the loft, is there?"
"There sure is," said Sam.
He led the way around to the front of the barn and the two men entered quietly. No sooner were they inside than they heard the moist sounds of a cock being sucked. They exchanged glances. They heard low moans and grunts and whimperings. They exchanged further glances.
Then Sam crept to the ladder and began to mount and, with only a moment's hesitation, Jack followed him. Sam stiffened as his head rose past the floor of the loft. He caught his breath. Jack, a few rungs below him, strained upward and peered into the rafters. Then he stiffened, too, as he saw his fourteen-year-old daughter with her juicy lips firmly hooked on a fat cock.
Brenda stopped masturbating by degrees, her stiff fingers slowing down, as she stared at her father and, then, at Susan's father, their heads jutting up over the edge of the loft and their faces transfixed and gaping.
Her face went white with shock.
And then, to her amazement and relief, she saw that her father had begun to smile. The girl blushed then, but she smiled back at him. If he wasn't going to castigate her, she didn't see much cause to worry. She even pushed her fingers up her cunt a few more times, while he grinned approvingly.
"Having fun?" Sam asked.
"Well... Suzy is. I feel sort of left out."
At the sound of their voices, Susan rolled her eyes to the side. When she saw her father's startled face, she gulped with horror but, as she gulped, Chuck's cock surged deeper into her mouth. She was too frozen with shock to even attempt to spit the hot meat out. She just knelt there, horrified, while her lips, as if unconnected from her mind, continued to suck lovingly.
Chuck twisted his head toward the men.
His lean jaw dropped open.
Then he took a deep breath.
It's a damn good thing that all this is only a dream, he told himself.
Sam clambered into the loft and stood on the edge, legs braced and trousers bulging. Jack climbed up after him and remained kneeling on the floor. His eyes were fixed on his daughter's mouth. He was horrified at what he saw, but he was also aroused to volcanic lust. His cock felt like a crowbar in a blacksmith's forge.
"Too bad you haven't a man, too," Sam said to his smiling daughter.
"I wish I did," she said. "But Suzy is too greedy. She promised she wouldn't suck Chuck all the way, but now she won't stop. She likes to suck cock."
Brenda looked at Susan's father with a smug expression. Now she could get even with Susan for welshing on her promise. She said, "She's really terribly oversexed, you know. Why, she even jerked my pony off and let him shoot right in her face."
Jack's jaw dropped, as if it had come unhinged. But his cock surged up like a rocket, propelled by the fuel of atomic passion. Later, he knew, he would have to agonize about this, but at the moment his urgency for fucking was supreme.
"Maybe Jack will help you out, honey," Sam said.
"Oh, would you, Mr. Marlowe?" the girl said, spreading her thighs further. "Wouldn't you mind, Daddy?"
"Not at all," Sam said. He looked at Jack and raised his eyebrows.
Jack gulped, ashen-faced and frenzied. "What about it, Jack?"
Jack took one deep breath, his mind swirling. Then he began tearing at his clothing. His shirt flew in one direction, his trousers in another, his shoes bounced and dropped over the edge. Naked, he shuffled toward the red-headed, fifteen-year-old girl who lay back in the hay, legs spread.
Susan, seeing this, was even more shocked than she'd been when she'd been caught in the act. But it was a different sort of shock, and it brought a form of relief. If her father didn't care enough to stop her, he couldn't be very angry and maybe what she was doing .wasn't so wicked, after all. Then, too, since she'd already been caught, she saw no point in stopping. That would be even more embarrassing, for as long as her mouth was full of cock she couldn't very well be expected to offer any explanations. Whatever punishment she would have to suffer after, it could be no worse for continuing and at least she would have the pleasure to compensate for the punishment.
She began sucking vigorously once more.
Jack knelt between Brenda's slim legs and wrapped his hand around his bulging prick. She smiled happily and arched her back, hiking her crotch up. Her fingers were still on her cuntlips, and she took one last push-pull up her hole, then drew them away and left her wet pussy free for fucking.
"Put it to her, Jack," Sam urged.
Jack fitted his cock into her hole. The girl's hot pussy sucked at him hungrily. He took one last look at his cocksucking daughter, then braced his knees and ran the full length of his smoldering prick up Brenda's sodden, clinging cunt.
The moment he was up her pussy, Brenda began to move. She pumped her hips up and down and ground them from side to side. Her slick, wet cunt twisted and plunged on his prick.
Jack held himself steady for a moment, then his ass began to hammer as he drove hard and deep into her young pussy. His bloated balls swung in and out, banging against her upthrust ass.
Brenda gurgled with delight. Making a cup of her pelvis and hooks of her thighs, she rode beneath the man.
Looking over his jolting shoulder, she caught her father's eye.
"Ah, fuck!" Sam whispered. "Fuck her good, Jack! Fuck the ass off my fifteen-year-old daughter!"
Sam began to disrobe, his fingers fumbling clumsily as he continued to gaze at his daughter.
"He's fucking me, Daddy!" Brenda wailed. "Oh, his cock's big! It fills me! He's going to shoot that thick cream right up my cunt, Daddy!"
"Do you love it, honey?" Sam croaked.
"I love it! I want it!"
Sam was naked then. He moved toward Susan. Still kneeling, her juicy little ass was bobbing up and down before him and her pussy was streaming.
Sam glanced at Jack and Jack groaned.
"All right?" Sam rasped.
"I... I don't... Yes! Christ, yes! Fuck her, Sam! Give it to her!"
Sam grinned and dropped to his knees behind the girl. He fitted his rod to her cunt.
Susan gasped as she realized she was about to get fucked by her father's friend; by Brenda's father. Then she thrust her ass higher and waited.
Sam entered her pussy slowly, inch by inch. His tapered cock slid easily up her well-oiled channel and her snug cunt gripped him caressingly. He paused, with half his cock still looming from her. Well, I'm damned, he thought. She is a virgin! Then Susan wiggled her ass demandingly, and Sam shrugged and thrust his cock in to the hilt, holding it at the fullest penetration and savoring the thrill of being sheathed in virgin pussy, while Susan went wild, her ass flying up and down and her cunt sucking like a hungry mouth on his cock. She was a virgin, Sam thought. Then he began to put the meat to her with long, rippling strokes. His belly bounced against her ass and his balls jammed into her crotch as he ran the cock home. Gripping her hipbones, he hauled her back, pulling her slick pussy onto his cock like a glove.
It had been years since he'd encountered such a tight, snug cunt and his blood was thundering through his veins. Faster and faster his ass corkscrewed as he sought the very depths of her womb with his bloated cockhead.
Susan was absolutely delirious with lust. Stuffed with cock at both ends, she felt the twin thrills course through her being, meeting and mingling somewhere in the depths of her belly. She felt like a hollow tube, through which, an enormous, elongated cock was running from end to end, in her mouth and out her cunt on one stroke, then in her cunt and out her mouth on the next. She rocked back and forth and rolled from side to side, like a roasting pig on the spit, baking in the blazing fire of passion.
She wanted both these wonderful cocks to erupt at the same time, drowning her in rich cream, filling her so that hot cum ran from her nose and mouth and ears.
The girl was so aroused that no distractions detracted from the thrill. She forgot all about the presence of her father and the fact she was no longer a virgin. The only thing in her world which mattered, at that moment, was the physical sensation of being fucked.
Her first movements, when Sam put the meat to her, had been instinctive and spasmodic. She had twitched and jerked with the thrill, her body moving of its own accord. But now she began to fall into the proper rhythm, quickly realizing what motions were preferable.
She began rhythmically pumping against Sam, her ass hiking up as he stroked in, so that his big, bloated cock ran directly over her swollen, tingling clit as it wedged into the depths of her steaming hole. Then when he was buried to the root, she tightened her cunt muscles and pulled at him as he drew back. It amazed her to find that she had such control of her cunt muscles, that she could use her pussy like a hand, like a mouth, sucking and pulling and rippling on his cockshaft.
Sam moved without haste now, no longer urgent, wanting it to last. He slid the pork to her with long, sweeping strokes, dipping through a low arc, his balls swinging like weighted pendulums close to the floor. The timing, he knew, was important, and he moved his cock in rhythm with her clasping cunt.
Susan had been neglecting Chuck, somewhat, although she still had his cock in her mouth. Concentrating on the wonderful new sensation of fucking, she sucked only casually. But then, when the first mighty thrill of being penetrated had passed on into the ever-increasing sensation of mounting climax, she began working avidly on her hot mouthful of cock once again. Gripping his fat prick in both hands, like a baseball bat, she mouthed the knob voraciously.
She was no longer hooked like a fish on his line, for by taking the initiative she'd changed their roles. Now it was Chuck who was caught. He flopped and moaned, his prick caught in the soft, oral trap. His fate was settled. He could not escape and she was going to suck the life blood from his being, leaving him an empty husk.
Jerking and twitching, Chuck felt the thrill soar to the peak.
He grasped a handful of flaxen hair, but he didn't attempt to move her head. He had surrendered to her, now, and his grip was gentle, a mere hint of the nearness of his fiery eruption.
His knob flared and bubbled.
Susan whimpered softly and slipped her lips far down his root, taking the head back into her throat and lashing the shaft with her tongue.
Suddenly her mouth was filled with hot cream.
She gasped, eyes snapping wide open, startled at the extent of his ejaculation. For an instant her efforts faltered. But then she gulped the thick spunk down greedily and pulled another mighty spurt from his thundering cock.
He shot a third time, then a fourth, each separate geyser filling her mouth for a moment before she let it run down her throat. Then he was drained. He collapsed backward into the haystack.
Susan leaned after him, reluctant to lose her succulent mouthful, but his cock began to diminish and soften. She slurped up the final drops and spat the shrinking prick out. It flopped lifelessly against his belly and Susan smiled happily,' seeing how completely she had drained his vitality.
Then she turned her full concentration on Sam. Her juicy ass began flying up and down as she arched her back, running her loins back against his spearing cock. Cuntjuice gushed from her, under the pressure of his great prick, soaking his belly and thighs and balls, streaming down her legs. Her cunt was smoldering.
Sam felt as if his prick had been placed in a hot oven to bake, as if his raw meat was roasting in her juices. His cum welled up like mercury in a thermometer, ready to rush up the scale to the boiling point.
"I'm fucking," Susan whispered, and the full realization of that fact struck her for the first time.
"Fucking, fucking, fucking-g-g!" she cried.
The tight walls of her cunt opened up and a heavy wash of juice filled her hole.
Sam slammed in to the depths and held himself steady while his balls seemed to explode, sending his thick sap coursing up his cock and pounding from the knob. He came mightily, flooding the girl's cunt, and her orgasm replied with equal strength, equal volume, their hot fluids mingling in her belly. They were both so tremendously hot that their mutual orgasm couldn't last very long. They both came savagely and quickly, in one titanic burst of lust.
Then Sam fell backward. His slime-streaked cock pulled from her clutching hole, the tip still drooling, and he collapsed onto his side.
Susan's ass rose up, quivering, as if their simultaneous coming had inflated her with some substance lighter than air. Then, slowly, she sank down onto her trembling belly and lay, quivering, with her legs spread apart and her pussy streaming.
So that was what it was like, she thought.
She was sorry she'd denied herself such ecstasy in the past.
She lay there, absolutely contented, feeling Sam's juice seep upward through her belly and Chuck's delicious cream seep down from her stomach and thought it was a wonderful thing to be a girl...
Jack was fucking slowly, working his cock into Brenda with long, smooth pushes, while he watched his daughter get fucked from both ends. When he saw Chuck shoot in her mouth, his cock gave a tremendous lurch and it exploded without warning.
Brenda cooed with delight, feeling the thick load fill her hole, and she thrashed madly about, trying to bring her own orgasm off with his. But Jack never faltered for an instant. Although he had spurted a great glob of cum up the girl's hot cunt, he didn't miss a stroke. He was so excited that his cock didn't shrink following his ejaculation. If anything, it grew even larger.
Realizing this, to her delight, Brenda stopped working so furiously and fell into the long, gliding rhythm once more, knowing that she had no need for haste.
Then Sam blew his wad up Susan's pussy, and Jack's prick thundered so mightly that Brenda could feel her pelvic bones rattle. He began moving faster then. His daughter's role was finished, and it was time for Jack to concentrate on the succulent piece of ass beneath him.
He hooked his hands under her ass and ground the meat to her, growling and groaning. Dropping his sweat-beaded brow, he began mouthing her stiff nipples and running his tongue up her cleavage. His ass moved through a figure eight as he whipped his cock in and out.
Brenda threw her legs up, her thighs clamping around his hips and her heels drumming at his hard-muscled ass. She clung to him, holding his face to her tits and jamming her belly to his. Looking down, she half-expected to see a great furrow pushed up along her torso, so huge did his prick feel as it delved into the depths of her cunt. Brenda began to come.
Long, rippling spasms of ecstasy fluttered laterally through her belly, sensations which met in her cunt and joined into one wild thrill. She clawed at her lover and worked her thighs up and down his flanks, urging him to join her in this bliss.
Feeling her cunt grip around him, Jack braced his knees and drove his cock in as far as it would go, to the very hilt, and for the second time without ever missing a stroke, his prick spurted. As mighty as his first orgasm had been, his second was more powerful still. Gush after gush of spunk ripped from his cockhead, hosing her fiery twat. He thought he would never stop shooting. He burst four times, five, six; he lost count. The semen surged from him in separate but connected jolts, as if the thick globs were beaded on a string. It seemed impossible that his balls could hold such a torrent, as if more than cum was flowing from him, as if his blood and his brains and his very bones had melted together and rushed from his cock, leaving his body an empty sack of lifeless flesh.
Then, finally, he was drained.
His prick gave a last lurch and he sank down over the girl. Purring like a cat, she wiggled beneath him, wanting to take the last possible thrill before his prick began to shrink.
Chuck sat up. Having come first, he recovered first. He stared around the hayloft, shaking his head. He grinned. His dreams were getting wilder all the time...
Then Susan sat up. She looked at her father, cradled in Brenda's arms, and colored slightly. It was very embarrassing to have one's father see one suck and fuck, she thought. But it wasn't nearly as embarrassing as it might have been, since he had joined in himself. After all, he couldn't very well blame her when he did the same things. Especially if the look on Brenda's face was any clue.
Sam stirred and rolled over. Seeing Chuck, he frowned slightly, wondering if the boy would keep quiet about this. Then he shrugged. Sam never much cared what the neighbors thought, anyway.
"Haven't you any chores, Chuck?" he asked.
"Oh, well... yeah, sure."
"Better get at them, then."
Chuck was disappointed. But he got up and dressed quickly, knowing he would have further chances to dream. He went down the ladder and left the barn.
Sam crawled over beside Jack and Brenda.
"Well?" he asked. "Is my daughter a good fuck, Jack?"
"Christ, yes," Jack said.
"Susan is, too. Great." He looked carefully at Jack as he said this, not sure how it would be received.
Nor did Jack know, himself, what he felt about it. He knew he should be ashamed of having let his daughter get fucked, but he didn't really feel ashamed. After all, she was already sucking cock when they arrived. It wasn't as if he'd been responsible for ruining her innocence.
And it had been damned exciting.
"We should do this more often," Sam said.
"I... don't know. We'd have to be careful that our wives didn't find out."
"Oh? I thought maybe I'd tell Jessica."
Brenda's eyes went wide. "You gonna tell Mom?" she asked, surprised but obviously not displeased.
"Maybe."
"She'll be jealous."
"She might want to join us, next time."
Brenda giggled. "Naughty Mom," she said.
Sam patted his daughter on the head. It was a fatherly gesture, but he was sitting beside her and, when she turned her face toward him, his cock was close to her eyes.
Jack rolled away and crawled over to where Susan was lying in the haystack, on her back now, slick thighs parted. He sat beside her, wondering what he should say.
"You mad, Daddy?" she asked. She made no attempt to cover her nakedness which, at this stage of the game, would have been pointless.
"No, honey," Jack said. "I... I didn't realize that my little girl was so... grown up. But I'm not mad."
"It's an awful lot of fun, isn't it?"
"How long have you been... fooling around, Suzy?" he asked.
"Oh, just today. Well, last night, really. Honest, I was a good girl until this weekend. It was that naughty Brenda that taught me these things."
"Last night? But you two girls were alone last night," Jack said suspiciously. "Well, yes. But Brenda showed me how to eat pussy and things," Susan said, lowering her eyes demurely and blushing, but enjoying the chance to shock her father this way.
Jack was shocked. He gaped at his daughter. "Christ!" he said. "You two girls eat each other out?"
"Ummm. It was kind of fun."
He scratched his head. Then he grinned. "Well, I can't deny that," he said.
"And really it was you and Mom that got me excited to begin with," Susan went on, feeling very wicked and impish. "When you thought I was asleep in the car... " Jack flushed.
"I guess that's why I wanted to suck cock," Susan told him. "Mom seemed to like it so much. And I figured it couldn't be too wicked, if my own mother loves it."
"Why, you little minx!"
"And then when we sneaked into the hall and watched you and Mom swap with Sam and Jessica... Well, it's no wonder that an innocent little fourteen-year-old girl got too excited to worry about being naughty."
Jack shook his head, overawed by this conversation.
Sam had been listening. Now he turned to his daughter, who was curled up beside him, her head against his knee.
"Did you girls really suck pussy last night?" he asked.
"Oh yes. We made each other come, too."
"I've never seen two women go at it. Have you, Jack?" Sam asked with a strange expression. "No," Jack admitted.
"It makes me horny just to think about it," Sam said, truthfully enough, for his cock had begun to quiver and fatten along his thigh.
Brenda looked at him, grinning. "I'll bet you'd like to watch us do it, huh?"
"Ooooh! Shall we?" Susan asked.
Sam looked at Jack. Jack stared at Sam, then looked at Susan. His prick, too, had begun to harden. But he was torn by reluctance.
Brenda said, "We're going to do it, anyway, when we're alone, so I guess it doesn't make it any nastier if our fathers are watching."
That logic was irrefutable.
Brenda, grinning wickedly, said, "Not as bad, even, because a girl can't get in any trouble when her daddy is watching out for her... "
She rose onto her knees and crawled over toward the haystack where Susan was sitting, and her logic made so much sense that both their fathers watched them very closely.