Chapter 5
"Ted!" Lisa said in a fierce whisper. "Ted, wake up! Come on, it's morning. You have to get out of here!"
"Huh? It is?" He grinned her as he pulled her into his arms, pressing his stiff prick against her soft warm pubic mound. "Okay, let's have a quickie, before I get out of bed."
"No! Damn it, Ted. It's too late for that," replied Lisa, trying to keep her voice down. "It's Saturday morning, it's past eight o'clock, and mama and dad are already up. I can hear them moving around. Somebody just went into the bathroom!"
"They did? Oh shit!" said Ted, scrambling out of bed, with his sister right behind him, both of them stark naked. Ted looked frantically about the room. "Where's my bathrobe?"
"In your room, I suppose," said Lisa. "You didn't have it on when you came in her last night. You never do!"
Quickly she found her own robe in her closet and covered her nakedness with it. She opened the bedroom door quietly and peeked outside, then she turned to her brother.
"The coast is clear. Get back to your own room. Hurry!"
With her brother gone, Lisa closed the door and rolled her eyes toward the ceiling. God, how long could she and her brother hope to keep this up, before their mom or dad came into her room and caught them in the act, with her brother's prick halfway up her cunt?
If it was mom, she couldn't say much. At least she'd better not say too much, not now that Lisa knew her mother was getting Ted's prick, just the same as she was.
If it was dad, he'd raise hell. And they couldn't argue with him. They didn't have anything on him — not yet. Lisa smiled. Maybe she could change that, if all went well today.
When the bathroom was clear, Lisa took a quick shower, put on a halter, panties and shorts, and came downstairs for breakfast.
"I'm going to leave the breakfast dished for you to look after, young lady," Karon said to Lisa. "I have to be downtown by nine."
"Sure, mom," said Lisa, good naturedly. Being fucked nearly all night long by her darling brother, always put her in a good mood the next day — even if she did go sometimes a little short of sleep.
Karon looked at her son with a warm smile. "And what have you got planned for today, darling?"
"I have to get over to Mrs. Sanders' place," replied Ted. "She has a whole lot of stuff up in the attic she wants me to get down for her."
"Why can't her husband do that for her? Karon asked.
Ted grinned. "I guess he won't do it for the lousy wages that I'm willing to do it for. Saturday is a day on the golf course."
Lisa smiled and said nothing. Her brother had told her about Mrs. Sanders. There was no danger of Ted straining himself getting that junk down out of the attic for her. He wouldn't even get the ladder set up. As soon as he was in the house, Mrs. Sanders would lead him off to the bedroom. She'd let him undress her, then both naked they'd get onto the bed together. Ted would fuck her eight ways to Sunday, slamming his balls into the crack of her ass ... while her husband slammed his balls all over the fairway.
Lisa gave her brother a knowing look and he grinned at her. Her brother the stud. He really had a busy schedule. Wasn't he fucking her, his sister every night? Then Mrs. Sanders on Saturday. And his own mother in the afternoons, after classes.
When breakfast was over, Ted got up to go. Karon, on some pretext, walked with him to the front door, keeping up a steady flow of idle chit chat, until they got there. Then, out of sight of Lisa and Rex in the kitchen, she put her arms around her son's neck and hugged him tightly. Pressing her body against his, she rubbed her pubic mound against his crotch until she had a huge bulge showing in the front of his trousers. Then she kissed him, hot and urgent, not at all the way a mother would be expected to kiss her son.
Ted responded to her hot probing tongue in his mouth by moving his hands down over her body. He held her firmly by the cheeks of her writhing ass, while they kissed. Finally, as the kiss continued, his one hand moved around her thigh to the front and he grasped her obscenely by the cunt.
When the kiss ended, Karon moved back from her son, leaving him with a bulge in the front of his pants, to show all whom he might happen to pass on the street, on the way to Mrs. Sanders' house.
"Christ, mom," Ted said, looking down at the front of his trousers. "Look what you did to me!"
He kissed her again, then walked out the front door and across the lawn to the street. Karon stood by the front door, watching him until he was out of sight, then she turned and went along the hallway to the bedroom, to get her purse. The reflection in the full-length mirror caught her eye, then realizing she was admiring her voluptuous firm-titted figure for a long time, she hurriedly collected her things and left the house.
Her husband Rex was already out in the yard, snipping at the hedge with the clippers. He waved at her and Karon waved back as she backed the car out of the driveway and headed off down the street.
Rex soon found he wasn't at all interested in trimming the hedge, so he went inside and filled a glass half full with scotch. With Karon gone, he felt the oppressing silence of the house closing in on him, as though it too was mocking him being unable to show his wife he was a man. Not the way he could prove it to his young secretary Delia.
God, he mumbled, there are few things I've wanted more than to fuck the ass of my hot luscious wife ... Why has this happened to me? Why can't I get a hard-on for her? He knew why.
I sure as hell don't have any trouble getting it up when my young secretary comes into my office. When she closes the door behind her, then sits on my lap, my cock is raring to go. Christ, Delia's hasn't seen my cock when it wasn't hard as a rock. Around her, my prick will stay up all day long. I can give it to her in her mouth, in her cunt and right up her ass!
It's Karon's fault I'm this way ...with her. She gives all her love and affection to our son. She can't seem to keep her hands of him. She only turns to me when she wants my prick ... hard! And now she doesn't get that!
Rex poured himself another scotch at the liquor cabinet in the living room. He enjoyed scotch ... It's smell and taste and especially its effects. It let him forget, if only temporarily, that he and his wife weren't fucking each other. They had been wedged apart by their son!
The scotch tasted good, warming the cold hollow of his stomach and his soul. The third tasted even better ...
What Rex believed was wrong with his marriage, was still just suspicion, he argued to himself. True, he'd seen his wife hugging and kissing her son often enough. Sometimes it looked like she couldn't keep her hands off of him. And the boy didn't seem to mind at all. But he'd never seen anything to indicate she had the hots for the boy, that she would actually spread her legs for him and let him fuck her. And the few times he had tried to discuss the situation with her, Karon was not the least bit interested in talking about it.
But damn it all! Rex fumed silently. Somebody is fucking her. I just know it! And if I ever find out she's letting our son get his prick into her ...
"Dad! Take a look at me and tell me what you thing!"
Lisa stood in the doorway, provocatively thrusting her hip forward the way a model does, half turned so that the full tilt of her round tits were apparent. She was wearing the skimpiest bikini Rex had ever seen on a girl. The material looked so fragile, he was sure the wearer wouldn't dare to get it wet.
What little there was on the bottom garment, left the cheeks of her shapely curved ass more than half exposed. Rex could see his daughter's pussy hair peeking around the crotch band. Her luscious tits bulged the skimpy halter and it was cut so low he could see his daughter's nipples. Her tits were as full and round as her mother's. They were firm and had a perky tilt to them.
She grinned impishly at her father. "Do you like it, dad?"
From the look on her father's face, there was no doubt he was impressed. Lisa could tell by the bulge in the front of his trousers that she had made quite a hit.
"I wondered what you were doing in your room that you were so quiet," he told her. "You had quite a job pouring yourself into that, without spilling right on out of it."
"But do you like it, daddy?" Lisa repeated.
"What man wouldn't?" her father replied. "But God, you're 97% naked. You going out on the beaches in that?"
Lisa moved into the room, brushing her thigh against the front of her father's trousers accidentally. Or, was it an accident?
"I hadn't planned on it," Lisa told him, "I was only concerned in your reaction. Joyce Miller loaned it to me, because I wanted to model it for you."
"I'm impressed," her father said. "Thank you for wanting to model it for me. It's amazing, there isn't enough material them to wipe your nose if you had a cold."
"Fortunately, I don't have a cold," Lisa said with a light little laugh. "I'm quite healthy."
"Yes, I can see you are," her father agreed."Not even a germ could hide behind that outfit."
Lisa moved in, close to him, as though she expected him to cuddle her. He set down his glass and did just that. As soon as his arms tightened around her, Lisa pressed pubic mound up tight against her father's obvious erection and began an undulating movement with her pelvis against it.
"I — I should be trimming the hedge, Lisa," her father said huskily.
"To hell with the hedge, daddy," she replied. "How often do we get a chance to be alone together? I hardly ever have you all to myself. So forget the damned work around the yard. While we have the chance to be alone together, you're going to spend the time with me. Okay?"
He grinned at her. "Okay!"
But he wasn't at all sure of what to say to this sexy looking, voluptuous young woman who was his daughter. His almost naked daughter, at that. He saw her hands move downward and he let out a sudden gasp when he realized when they were headed. Her fingers closed around the bulge in his trousers and the next thing he knew, she was deliberately stroking and caressing his hard-on through the thin material of his slacks.
Rex was in a sudden quandary. The touch of her hands on his cock was having a very noticeable effect on him. How could he possibly tell his sweet adorable daughter to keep her hands off his throbbing hard-on, without hurting her feelings? Better to let her go ahead and feel it, caress it lovingly, like she was doing. He tried not to think of the risk of losing control and doing something that might ... surprise her.
He had a dryness in his throat, and his eyes continued to feast themselves on her tempting boobs. Damn, she was a hot and luscious piece of ass! If only she weren't his daughter, he'd fuck her in an instant. God, what was he thinking of? He shuddered at his licentious thoughts. He was horny for his own daughter! She was actually turning him on, exciting him sexually! And he had the bone-hard erection, with her fingers clinging to it, to prove it!
This was nonsense. It was the scotch that was doing it. It must be. He couldn't get a hard-on to fuck his beautiful wife, yet here he was with a hot urge to screw his daughter. His throat still dry, he returned to the liquor cabinet for another scotch.
"May I have something too, dad?" Lisa asked him. "It's a warm day and I'm thirsty."
"Sure honey ... We have ginger ale and Cokes in the refrigerator. Some orange juice too, I think."
Lisa gave a light teasing laugh. "I mean a real drink, dad. Like a sip of yours. Or better yet, let me pour my own."
"Now just a minute," her father said with a frown. "I know you're eighteen, but that's not old enough ..."
Lisa's smile was full and captivating. With her hands on her thighs she made an obscene movement with her hips, like a stripper does in her act, thrusting her pussy at the audience. "Not old enough for what, dad?"
"You're putting me on."
She grinned at him. "No. You're putting me on."
Lisa moved to the bar, brushing her 97% naked body against her father's hip, trying again to reach the tent-like bulge in the front of his pants. She picked up the scotch bottle and drained the last of it into a glass. Her father was too stunned to stop her, like it was too much for him to handle, as if she was much more experienced than her eighteen years would indicate.
"It's okay, dad," said Lisa, grinning at him. "Mom isn't here to raise hell about it. Or to give you hell for not stopping me."
"I should, Lisa," he said shakily. "I'm much older than you."
"You may be older than me, but you're not old," replied Lisa. "There's a big difference. Let's sit down and talk about it." She took his hand in hers and led him through the living room to the couch. Gripping the glass tightly, he let her take him, his mind blurred by the scotch, his stiff prick throbbing from her near nakedness, her too-young charms.
"Shall we sit on the floor?" she asked, but already she was on the thick carpeting. She crossed her slim, tanned legs, tightening the skimpy material of her bikini brief into the sharply defined slit between her legs, making the folds of her inviting teenage pussy bulge out in bas-relief.
She leaned forward slightly, as her father sat down in front of her, and she held her drink in one hand, while toying with the blonde pussy hairs that curled out around the narrow crotch of the bikini. The firm white mounds of her tits were also exposed to her father's hotly aroused gaze, and just the hint of the ruby hardness of her vibrant nipples.
Rex could feel a slight flush start at the base of his neck, but he wasn't able to take his eyes off his daughter's provocative youthfulness. His prick spasmed, and then — incredibly — again, and feeling ashamed, he quickly took a long swig of scotch from his glass, letting the fluid relax his growing excitement.
This can't be, he thought. I'm married and incapable of having sex with the attractive woman I'm married too ... and her lam, like a damned teenage operator, lusting after an eighteen year old girl. Not just any eighteen year old. It has to be my own daughter!
And then came the overwhelming thought: but what a daughter! What a body this kid has! What a luscious ass! What succulent mouth-watering tits! It was useless to deny his rising passion, he had to admit his eighteen year old daughter was one hot little piece of ass. She exuded pure animal lust as she walked and talked and smiled. He was filled with a hot desire to reach out and kiss her and love her — and not in a fatherly way either. It would be nice to tickle those hot looking white tits and take her nipples in his mouth and roll them around and around with his tongue ...
He felt his prick jerk into sudden instant bone-hard rigidity, like it was alive, as if it was trying to prove itself. He tried to will it limp again, to stop his lewd thoughts dashing through his mind. But his cock stayed bone-hard, and impossible not to notice.
Think of Karon my beautiful wife ... think of the neighbors ... think of anything except how much I want to fuck my luscious eighteen year old daughter!
But Rex already had too much to drink, and his beautiful teenage daughter was too much of a woman.
Shakily, he stood up and said, "I'll get another drink for us, Lisa." He carried the empty glasses back to the bar, breathing raggedly, and then he opened afresh bottle of scotch and took a swallow straight from the bottle. He poured two more drinks into the glasses, then went back to where his daughter sat on the carpeted floor in front of the couch. He stood with his legs slightly parted in front of her and offered her the glass.
"Here, honey," he said and then he noticed that his daughter's eyes weren't on his, but on the impressive sized bulge in his pants! She was smiling with half parted lips and eager eyes, a though she was excited by his agonizing erection. "The ... the glass, Lisa," he said shakily.
"Thank you daddy," Lisa said, and then throatily, she added, "You must be having some really exciting thoughts to have THAT happen!"
"Yes ... well, I ... I'm sorry, Lisa," he stammered.
"I know what's doing it, daddy," she said in a near whisper. "You have a hard-on because you want to fuck me!"
Rex stared at her, incredulous at the lewd words she was using.
"You want to fuck me, don't you, daddy?" she repeated. "That's why you have such an enormous hard-on, isn't it?"
Lisa touched his knee and her father could feel her hot breath on his pans. Her fingers caressed the thin clot her and suddenly they were holding onto his throbbing shaft as they did moments before. Lisa caressed it lovingly through the thin material.
Rex almost dropped his drink in response to her intimate touch. "Christ, Lisa ... You don't know what you're doing. I'm your father, not a boy you're fooling around with!"
Lisa giggled. "I know you're not a boy, daddy. I can tell that easily enough." Her hand squeezed his prick to give emphasis to what she was saying. "And I do know what I'm doing. I've thought about this, about you and me, for quite some time. I know very well what I'm doing."
"Lisa ..."
"You're a real man, daddy. Oooh, it's so big and hard. I want you to fuck me. My cunt is on fire I want you so much. The only thing that will put out my fire, is your hard prick, daddy. I want you to fuck me, just as much as you want to put your prick into me!"
"Jesus! I don't believe this!" groaned Rex.
The lustful words coming from his daughter's mouth were a droning, hypnotizing mesmermisation to Rex, working their age-old wonders on him.
"Take your prick out and let me see it, daddy. I want to look at it."
The guilt and fear that Rex felt was so strong that he wrenched himself from his daughter's hand. His face was crimson with arousal. He avoided her eyes, looking to the far side of the room.
For a moment Lisa was silent but she wasn't to be put off that easily. She got to her feet and as she stood behind him, she whispered softly, "Beginning right now, daddy ... from this day on, you're my lover! I'm your woman!"
"My God, Lisa!"
Lisa giggled. "Well, one of them anyway."
Rex turned around, gathering the courage to tell her to go to her room. But when he saw her, the word died in his throat. Lisa stood before him stark naked!
She had unhooked her halter and stepped out of her brief bikini, the two small articles of clothing lay tossed over the back of an easy chair. Lisa stood with her legs spread wide apart, her head and shoulders pulled back, her hands placed provocatively on her sensuous, well curved hips.
She smiled at her father with a lewd expression, her teeth slightly bared, the tip of her wet pink tongue showing. Her high, full firm tits, white against her golden tan, jutted out like twin rub-crested mounds, waiting to be mauled, kissed and sucked. The blonde softness of her cunt hair glistened invitingly and her slender legs, so satiny smooth at her inner thighs, were moist with the already seeping juices from her excited cunt.
"Well daddy, my lover?" she purred.
"Lisa
"It's no big deal, daddy. You want to fuck me and that's what I want you to do. So let's do it," she continued. "You want my soft hot pussy and I want your big hard cock inside me. Why don't we both admit it?"
The carnal words of his luscious naked daughter floated across his liquor stimulated mind, inciting his lust for her more and more.
"You know it and I know it, daddy. Why pretend otherwise? We're here all alone. Nobody is ever going to know that you fucked me."
On and on she coaxed him and the words, the obscenity of what she was telling her father, lashed his mind into a whirling frenzy. He moved toward her, reached out and touched her naked quivering tits. In response, Lisa's hand reached down and grasped his hard prick.
Lisa sighed as her father's hands squeezed and kneaded the soft warm flesh of her tits, her fiery nipples, and her rich aureoles. He could feel the wetness of his seminal fluid seeping from the head of his prick as his daughter continued to massage his prick with practiced thoroughness, until he felt certain his balls would explode.
"Take off your clothes, daddy," she whispered to him. "Hurry. I want to see that beautiful big hard prick of yours. I want to see how well hung you are, daddy."
His mind in a daze of lust, Rex stripped off his cloths and stood there naked for his teenage daughter to admire. His prick stood out, unaided, long, hard and angled upward. Below it, two huge hairy balls hung heavy, and filled, ready to back up the solid angled shaft when it went into action.
"Oh daddy, it's lovely," Lisa crooned softly. "Just like I dreamed it would be. You're going to put it up into my cunt, aren't you, daddy. Tell me that you are."
"Ooohhh!" her father groaned. "How could I keep from putting it into you now, you little tease?"
He pulled her down onto the thickly padded carpeting in front of the couch. His whole being seemed bursting with unleashed uncontrollable passion. His hands moved hotly and eagerly over Lisa's smooth naked body, caressing her tits, feeling her ass, tickling her pussy. His fingers parted the hair-fringed lips of her cunt and he teased her phallic-like clitty until it was as stiff and excited as his prick. Then he worked his fingers up into her moist little cunt
"Oh that feels good, daddy!" Lisa gasped. "Oh it's so wonderfully exciting!"
Lisa moved closer to her naked father, grinding her hips and pubic mound lustfully against his hands. Her own fingers tightened on his huge hard prick.
"Daddy, your cock is magnificent! Really stunning?" said Lisa excitedly. "Now I know where Ted gets his lovely big prick from. He inherited it from you! Like father, like son. Right, daddy?"
"You've ... you've seen Ted's prick ... when it's hard? her father gasped.
"Seen it?" Lisa gave a light merry laugh. "I've more than seen it. I've felt it. In my pussy. Right up in me, as far as he could put it!"
"He's fucked you?" her father blurted. "His own sister"
"Sure. Why not?" replied Lisa.
"My God!"
"Not just once in a while, either. All the time! He fucks me so much, I don't see how he has any energy left to fuck the other girls around here, like her does."
"When ... when does all this take place?" her father gasped.
Lisa giggled. "At night. Ted sleeps with me, except we don't do much sleeping."
"I'll be ...!"
"The first time we fucked, you and mom were out for the evening and we had the house to ourselves," said Lisa. "God, that was an education! The next day I gave Jim Martin his ring back and told him it was all over between us."
"I'm glad of that," said Rex. "I never did like him."
"He fucked me a few times," said Lisa, "but after my brother got his cock into me ... well, there just wasn't any comparison. I realized Jim Martin didn't know shit about pleasing a girl."
"Your brother does?"
Lisa laughed happily. "Does he ever! I feel like I didn't start to live until after he got his cock into me!"
"I see ..."
"It's okay to tell you that now, isn't it daddy? Now that you're going to fuck me? I can see that you aren't stuffy and narrow-minded, like most fathers are."
"Er ... thanks."
"Other fathers aren't at all like you," Lisa went on. "You're sweet and wonderful ... and I love you! Most fathers are creeps. They like to get a little pussy on the quiet, especially teenage pussy, without anyone finding out about it. But they raise holy hell if they find out that their daughters fuck. They don't mind fucking somebody else's daughter though, if they get the chance."
"Have any of these fathers ... touched you?"
"No way! Lisa assured him. "Why should I let one of those assholes enjoy himself with me, and then have him blab it all over the place? Who needs it? I have any angel brother to fuck me. And now my darling daddy. Oh it'll be heaven. Two big beautiful pricks to look after my pussy, as often as we can do it!"
"I had no idea you were so ...so experienced," said Rex.
"Daddy! You didn't think I was still a virgin, did you?"
"Well, I ..."
"I'm surprised at you! Why would I miss out on something that's so much fun? You sure don't"
"What ... what do you mean?"
"I know about you screwing your secretary," said Lisa.
"Oh Christ! You do?"
"And you fucked Mrs. Adams next door, while her husband was away."
Lisa now had her father in a very compromising position. He was now guilty of all kinds of things ... and he hadn't even fucked her yet. In the eyes of society and the law, laying there with his naked daughter, even if she was over eighteen, was not a nice thing to do. If all fathers behaved like this, soon the whole neighborhood would deteriorate. And what that would do to property values was just too horrible to think about.
Letting his daughter fondle and caress his bone-hard prick was even worse. What would the other members of the Board of Directors have to say, if they could see him now, with his finger in his daughter's cunt, teasing her clitty, while he licked and sucked on her luscious boobs? Rolling around like this on the living room floor with his bare-ass daughter, would ruin him in this community, if it was ever found out!
Under the circumstances, Rex was in no position to lecture his daughter because she slept with her brother at night and let him fuck her.
Beside, that wasn't important now. All that really mattered now was that his darling daughter was holding his hard prick and was rubbing the huge mushroom-shaped head along the hot, moist slit of her cunt.
While Lisa saw no harm now in telling her father that she and her brother had been fucking each other, she was careful not to mention that her darling brother was also fucking his own mother. Lisa didn't think daddy was quite ready to be told that, just yet.
Her father's rigid prick pressed hard against her belly, it's swollen head throbbing, causing the entire length of it to jerk spasmodically. She stroked his solid shaft, then she curled her fingers warmly around its base.
"Ooohhh," groaned her father. "Christ, honey!"
Lisa threw herself full length on top of her father. She twisted and squirmed, mashing her lips against his mouth and undulating her body with his — yet never stopping the movements of her hand on his prick.
"Oh I want you, daddy!" she mewled in his ear. "You're so hard an nice. I want you to fuck me. Oh daddy, please do it. Now!"
"Ooohhh, daddy!" she squealed, her eyes closed, but as her father rose above her, ready to bury his prick to the very depths of her teenage cunt, she opened them wide to stare up at him excitedly. "Now! Daddy, my lover! Fuck me, daddy!"
Her father lunged, driving his prick into her, while Lisa's still clasping hand guided the rock-hard shaft on its way up into her cunt. Her father let out a sigh of pleasure as he felt his monstrous cock sheathed into the snug moist opening. Then Lisa cried out, "Oh God, daddy! Give it to me!" and he plunged deeply into his young daughter's moist, hungry cunt, then deeper, and deeper.
"Aaahhh! Lisa screamed. "Oohhh, daddy, that's it! Just the way you're doing it. Oh I love the feel of your prick away up in me!"
Oh it's wonderful, Lisa thought. It feels just as good inside me as when Ted is fucking me. God, mom is sure lucky. She has both of them fucking her. But then, so have I — now!
When Lisa's father had his prick in her so deep that the solid mushroom-shaped head pressed into the smooth cushiony surface of her cervix, the action became fast and furious. Lisa was screaming and shrieking in her intense pleasure, while her father was gasping and groaning, telling her what a luscious hot piece of ass she was.
Neither of them heard a car pulling into the driveway, the engine cut off, the door open and close. Nor did they hear the front door open and they certainly didn't hear Karon's gasp of surprise and shock at what she saw.
Karon returned home not long after she had left because things had not gone at all well. She was looking at dresses at Mirdel's. The sales ladies were busy and that horrid manager, Mr. Doylan, came to her assistance. He actually had the nerve to invite her into the stockroom at the back of the store and he gave her ass good feel, to make it clear to her just what he had in mind. Karon quickly decided she'd be better off at home and that she had enough dresses.
But while Karon was shocked at Mr. Doylan's rude behavior, what she was looking at now was enough to drive her right out of her tree.
There on the floor was her naked husband — the man who couldn't get his prick to stiffen up enough to fuck her — pounding his iron hard cock into his own eighteen year old daughter, their bodies hot and sweating, and their muscles writhing as they smacked against each other in lewd, obscene movements.
Almost hypnotically, Karon opened her eyes again and saw the unbelievable sight a second time. It was true. Her husband and her young daughter were fucking together, there on the thickly padded carpeted floor of the living room. They even shunned the couch, where most seductions take place, preferring, to hump together on the floor, where they had more room to get at each other. She hadn't dreamed it, it was happening right there in front of her, and she gasped with disbelief and shock.
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Karon felt an insane ringing in her ears, growing more intense until she thought her temples would burst. No, no no she was saying silently to herself. My daughter again! First with her brother. Now with her father!
Karon continued to watch, in a mesmeric state, the wild passionate spectacle on the carpeted floor, and a rising crescendo of shock filled her mind.
"Oh daddy, that feels so good!" Lisa moaned. "Uuummm ... you sure know how to fuck!"
That was too much. Unable to stand another moment of the obscene exhibition, Karon ran from the living room, her daughter and her husband completely unaware that she had ever been there, totally unaware that there had been a witness to the fucking they were giving each other.
Karon's eyes flooded with hot tears of shame and loathing. Her mind was spinning hazily as she ran down the street to her young brother's house. God, she had to get away from such a vulgar, erotic sight! Her husband! Doing this to his own young daughter! God, if the neighbors ever found out.