Chapter 10
It had always pleased Ray that his two younger children were so close. Deprived of the presence of a mother during their growing-up years, the kids had naturally turned to each other for comfort and support. Ray had done everything he could to give them a sense of family, but he was away working much of the time. Their faithful housekeeper, Mrs. Mackenzie, had never quite managed to replace their need for a mother. Ricky and Sue both loved her, but it was different.
When he married Blanche, Ray hoped the kids would learn to love her as much as he did. He noticed they were friendly with her, always polite, but they seemed to be turning more and more inward on each other. Ray started to worry about it. After all, they had turned into pretty mature teen-agers. Ricky was a handsome, strong boy. Sue was a lovely young girl, with her round tits and ass and her long blonde hair. It was time they started seeing members of the opposite sex, other than each other.
Ray had been looking for an opportunity to have a talk with his kids. He wanted to wait until Blanche was not around. He didn't want Ricky and Sue to feel hindered from talking freely by the presence of their stepmother. On a Saturday morning he took Blanche shopping downtown. They ran into an old friend of his wife's. The two women had a lot to talk about. Ray decided to leave them alone to have lunch. He would return home and talk to his kids. The perfect opportunity!
He expected to find Ricky and Sue in the kitchen making lunch. They were not there, though the open doors told him at least one of them was at home. Feeling a chill of foreboding, Ray went silently up the stairs that he had built without a creak in them. As soon as he had reached the second level, he heard a moan coming from Sue's bedroom. Ray knew at once it was not a moan of pain... but a moan of pleasure, sexual pleasure. He hoped he would not find what he began to fear he might find.
Sue's door was not closed. Ray peeked carefully around the door frame. There they were before him: his worst fears realized!
Sue was kneeling on her bed facing away from the door. She still wore the skimpy top Ray had seen her wearing that morning... and nothing else! Ricky was kneeling up behind her. His strong young hands gripped his sister's ass-cheeks firmly. He thrust his swollen cock-shaft again and again up into Sue's upturned pink pussy. Each inroad of his hard cock drove a delighted moan from the girl's lips. She tossed her blonde head from side to side and lunged her ass back lustily at her brother's loins.
Though Ray's first impulse was to charge into the bedroom and tear his son off his daughter... to give Ricky the sound beating he had never had and now so richly deserved... something held him back. It was all too clear that Ricky was not victimizing Sue. She was enjoying their abandoned screwing as much as the boy was. In fact, Ray realized no man could resist her squirming wanton response to the thrusts of his hard cock. Ricky was only doing what came naturally. Except that the unnatural object of his lust was his own sister!
Ray's brain was in a turmoil. He had always congratulated himself on the job he had done in raising three such fine kids without a mother's help. He knew Ricky and Sue much better than he did Sherry. Compared to their older sister they seemed so level-headed, so mature. How had he failed them? What in their upbringing had ever given them the idea that it was okay for a brother and sister to screw?!
Frozen outside his daughter's bedroom door, Ray stared stupidly at the clenching of his son's taut young ass. He watched Ricky shove his cock into Sue's hot pussy time after time. He listened to the blonde's ecstatic groans and lewd encouragements.
If it had been anyone else, the big man would have been turned on by the youthful abandon of the two absorbed lovers. The girl was beautiful. Her ass was perfect as a newly ripened pear. Her round tits bobbled enticingly under her chest. He could see the profile of her pert nose, her pink sensuous mouth when she turned sideways to hurl encouragements at her brother. She was beautiful... but she was his own daughter! And she was screwing her own brother!
"Oh God, Ricky... I love it when you screw me like this! Your cock gets in me so deep! Uuuuhhh... oh, yeah... soooo good-d-d!"
Ray could see the boy's fingertips digging deeper welts in his sister's round ass. "Oh, yeah! Your pussy feels even tighter this way, Sue! Move it like that! Move your ass, Sis!"
The muscles in Ricky's legs stood out as he braced himself to shove his cock into the girl's cunt at a harder deeper pace. Ray watched him reach under her torso in search of her clitoris. There was no doubt of the moment when he found it.
Sue whinnied like a startled mare. "Oh, my clit feels so nice! Like it's going to cum all over, Ricky!"
Despite the perversion of the situation, Ray was growing excited. His cock was getting hard inside his pants. Without thinking of the particular depravity of the situation, he could immerse himself in the sensual energy of the rutting youngsters. For a moment, he even found himself imagining what it would be like to plunder that tight pink hole. He tried to drive the obscene thought from his mind, but it kept bouncing back for more attention.
The kids' erotic behavior was forcing Ray to examine his own long-held morality. Just what was the taboo that made it wrong for persons related to screw? Why shouldn't a brother screw a sister? Or a father a daughter, for that matter? It was so close, so tempting. Though he had noticed his daughter's blossoming beauty, Ray had never let himself dwell on it. He had instinctively denied the feelings that looking at Sue inspired in him. Or looking at Sherry, who looked so much like her mother, his first wife... but who was a beautiful woman in her own right and a much kinder, more gentle human being than her mother had been.
The longer he thought about what was going on, the more confused Ray became. Thinking about how he ought to guide his children out of the sinful path they had chosen gave him a headache. He had no idea how he would even tell them he knew what they had been doing. He shivered to think how long this must have been going on. It was clear from the way they responded to each other that Ricky and Sue were familiar lovers. They knew what the other wanted to hear. They gave themselves to the urgency of the moment without caution, without hesitation.
Until this moment, Ray had thought of Ricky and Sue as children. Now he realized he must see them as adults-young adults, but adults all the same. They knew enough about life to spend a quiet Saturday afternoon in the most pleasurable of pastimes. They had discovered that a good screw was the best thing man or woman could do.
Ray remembered the proper courtship he had had with Blanche, the woman he intended to marry! Though society might think it reasonable to have sex with an intended spouse, Ray had had certain rules he wanted to obey. He had certain ways of looking at the institution of marriage.
Now his own kids were making him re-examine his rules. Ray had always known it was okay to watch a prostitute or a loose woman getting off and to get excited by it. But he was finding it difficult to explain to himself the urgent erection that strained against his pants. The erection inspired by watching his fifteen-year-old daughter screw his sixteen-year-old son! Ray could feel beads of sweat standing out on his face!
"Uh, Sue... I could do this all day. Gripes! I guess we better get out of here though... before dad and Blanche get home! Ooooohh, wow! How do you squeeze your cunt like that?"
Sue giggled and thrust her ass back harder than ever. "It just comes naturally. I feel your cock up inside and I want to grab onto it and keep it in my pussy... mmmmm... you always get away though!"
The grunt of passion that followed Sue's words sent chills up and down her father's spine. Not knowing what to do next, Ray did the easy thing. He remained crouched outside the door watching the most thrilling, depraved spectacle he had ever seen. He had almost given up trying to fight the excitement that had seized him.
Though he knew what was going on between his kids must stop, Ray let himself fall prey to the moment's exhilaration. He would worry about it later. There was nothing he could do right now. He might scar his kids for life if he went in there hopping mad. His blonde-haired daughter had obviously developed a healthy appreciation of sex. What harm might he do her if he made her feel dirty and ashamed right in the midst of what to her now was only rousing exuberant fun.
He felt a pang of tenderness for the girl that turned to raw excitement as he watched her round ass speed up the pace at which it thrust back at Ricky's loins. Again and again he saw his son's hard cock ream his daughter's cunt. He knew they were cumming even before they said anything. The tension in their healthy young bodies was almost enough to create sparks!
"God, Ricky... I'm cummm-ing-g-g!"
Her buttocks were white where Ricky's fingertips impaled her. "Oh, yeah! Oh yeah! Me too... uuuhhh!"
Their father watched them writhing together, the two children he had spawned in the midst of the same kind of passion. They looked beautiful, he realized. Both long-limbed, muscle hard and tan. If only they hadn't been brother and sister, they would have made a beautiful couple!
Ray hurried out of the house and drove down to the local bar. He drank a double scotch before placing the long-distance call to Chicago.
"Sherry?"
"Dad! What a nice surprise! To what do I owe the pleasure... "
"Can you get out here for a couple of days, Sherry? It's important."
"Sure, Dad." The lightness in his daughter's voice had turned to dead-seriousness. "I can be there late tonight."
"Good. Leave word at my office when you'll be arriving. I'll book a room in a hotel for you. I don't want the others to know you're here. At least, not until we've talked. I need your advice, Sherry."
"Sure, dad. Take care of yourself. I'll see you tonight."