Chapter 9
Until that afternoon's episode, Paul Duncan had considered himself a reasonably normal, happy family man who loved his wife and kids and enjoyed the routine of his life without qualm or regret.
But as he drove home with his prick lathered with Vicky's pussy-juices and his balls still tingling from their wild fucking and sucking session, he couldn't stop the confusion that spun in his mind.
It had happened so easily, without any warning at all. He'd just fucked the hell out of his own teenaged daughter, and gotten one of the greatest blow-jobs he'd ever had in his life.
And as they pulled into the driveway and headed into the house, he couldn't seem to work up even a pang of remorse.
He'd done it. Really done it. He'd let himself get fucked and sucked by his own little girl.
And he couldn't even force a twinge of guilt over the whole incident.
Christ, what was happening to him!
Mulling over that disturbing thought and failing to notice that Jill wasn't bustling about the kitchen as she usually was this time of the evening, he meekly followed Vicky's exuberant trail as she bounced upstairs to change.
He needed a shower. A quick, cold shower to wash the day's events away. Maybe that would clear his head, help him feel the horror and shame any good father ought to feel after just fucking his own innocent daughter.
Oh Jesus Christ! His own daughter!
The mere thought was too overwhelming to fully comprehend. In a daze Paul trudged up the stairs and padded through the hall on his way to the bathroom, unable to think clearly about anything beyond a good chill shower.
That was when a movement nearby jolted him back to reality.
Because that was when the door to Mike's room abruptly swung open and Jill swept out, totally nude.
They both jerked to a halt, practically colliding. Jill gasped.
"Oh! Oh, Paul. I . . . I didn't hear you come in! Is it that time of day already? Goodness, I've just completely lost track of the hours! I'll just . . . I mean, I'd better get supper . . . "
Standing there before her dumbfounded husband and blushing a vivid pink beneath his uncomprehending stare, she stammered helplessly.
But any attempt at an explanation was suddenly cut off as Mike appeared behind her, also nude as he strode casually forward without a seeming care in the world.
"Hey Mom, hurry it up! Don't just stand there, I'm getting horny again! And you promised to give me one last really fantastic fuck before Dad got h-"
Too late, he caught Paul's presence.
For a frozen instant the three of them poised like that in mutual shock, no one making a move or even attempting to utter a sound.
And in that instant Paul took in the spectacle body and Mike's limp, slick jiggling cock as the full impact of their confrontation finally seeped through the haze of his turmoil.
His jaw worked, and his voice came out in a rasping croak.
"Oh, Christ. Oh, Christ! Jill . . . "
The mention of her name broke through Jill's momentary lapse. She spoke up quickly, trying to form an excuse even as the words erupted.
"Now darling, it isn't quite what it appears to be. We . . . that is, Mike and I were simply . . . we didn't mean . . . "
But no excuse came.
Paul's lean face twisted with anger, and his tone grew ominous.
"I can't believe this. I just can't believe it! What the hell do you mean, it isn't what it appears to be? I'll tell you how it appears-it appears that you've been fucking our son, damn it! Fucking your own son like . . . like some kind of goddamned slut! Jesus, what the fuck's going on around here? This is crazy! The whole place is falling apart!"
His voice rose to an enraged growl as he face the incestuous couple, his fists knotting with a fury that wasn't just directed at Jill and Mike, but at himself and Vicky as well. His entire family, the happy life he'd believed in until today, all seemed to be crumbling away right before his very eyes. Paul glowered with a wrath that had his wife trembling.
"I'm . . . I'm sorry, honey. It wasn't really as if either of us meant it happen, it just-just did. And I know I was wrong to let it go this far. If only you'd just listen-"
"Listen! Don't give me that shit, bitch! If I'd listened a little harder, I might've heard you two sneaking around the house fucking each other's brains out! It's too late to listen now, damn you! What's the matter? Haven't I been giving you enough cock lately? Is that why you had to go seducing our son? Is that what a son-fucking slut like you needs? Then that's just what you're going to get-oh yeah, that's exactly what you're going to get right now! Come here, slut!"
Caught up in an outrage he couldn't control, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his wife roughly by the arms, pulling her into the bedroom.
"Paul-what're you doing? You're hurting me!"
"That's just the beginning of what I'm going to do to you, bitch! You want to fuck--this is your chance!"
Ignoring her weak efforts to resist, he threw her onto Mike's bed and began to rip at his clothes, tearing them away with a series of infuriated jerks and wrenches that frightened her even more.
His cock soared into sight, its massive length swelling up to full erection as he kicked his trousers away and stalked forward, his eyes glittering with an intensity Jill had never seen before.
"All right, you slut. Since it seems obvious that I haven't been giving you enough cock to keep you out of our own son's pants, I mean to correct that situation right here and now! Spread your legs, so I can give that fucking pussy of yours the kind of going-over it needs! I said spread them, bitch!"
His hands swooped again, clutching Jill's ankles and twisting them apart with a violence that made her yelp.
"Unnh! Paul, stop it! You . . . you're carrying this too far!"
But her husband was beyond listening to pleas. He plunged between her forced-open legs with an intent that couldn't be resisted. The swollen knob of his cock gouged against her cuntlips and tore them wide-apart in a single thrust as he plowed deep inside her, forcing his shaft up her cunt without giving her so much as time to prepare for his onslaught.
"Uhhhh! Don't-oh, dohhn't! Aaannnh!"
Jill's voice turned into a wail as he fucked into her, slamming the full length of his prick home. Her dry cunt walls felt as if they were being ripped open, and the feeble thrashing of her body only seemed to bury his cock even deeper as she tried hopelessly to resist.
"This is what you want, so take it, bitch! I'll give you all the cock you can fuck! How's this? like it, cunt?"
Instantly he began to pump, riding his engorged fuckshaft in and out of her sensitive cunt-hole with hard enraged jabs that sent spasms of pain shooting all through her.
Jill never seen her husband behave so brutally before. But then, she'd never before experienced any of the uninhibited things she'd found herself doing lately. It was as if she'd become an entirely different woman over the past couple of days-an insatiable, hot-blooded woman whose unleashed passions had engulfed even her own children.
And now, as Paul's massive cock stabbed into her pussy with harsh torturous lunges, she found herself succumbing to those passions all over again.
Even in the midst of her struggles, she was getting more turned-on with each infuriated thrust.
He was right. She really was a bitch. A son-fucking, daughter-licking, hot-cunted bitch.
And God, her pussy was getting juicier by the moment!
"Nuuuuuh . . . unnnggh . . . "
She arched to meet each thrust with a glowing need that Paul didn't miss as he impaled her more furiously than ever, rumbling deep in his throat.
"That's right, slut! Take my cock just the way you've been taking our son's fuck yourself wild on it just like that! But that's only the beginning. Now we're going to have some real fun! I promised you all the cock you can fuck, didn't I? And that's just what you're going to get!"
Without any more warning than that, he clutched her revolving ass in a sudden clenching grip.
Then, with an unexpected twist and a heave, he rolled onto his back with Jill's now-sopping pussy still clamped onto his prick.
"Whuhh . . . Paul! Anngghh!"
She felt herself being pulled upright and lifted high into the air, to come smashing down atop his cock crammed inside her. Her turgid clit slapped hard against his cockbase, sending fiery pangs of fresh pleasure shooting throughout her bounteous body.
A second later his strong hands were forcing her forward into a crouch, then gliding once more to the quivering cheeks of her ass and peeling them apart to splay the pink, round entrance of her asshole to full view.
Dimly, she heard Paul's husky voice cut through the air.
"How about it, Son? It looks as if you've been getting your share of this action lately, so how about helping me satisfy this bitch? Since you didn't turn down a piece of ass before, why not come here and get yourself some of the real thing? Don't just stand there gawking! Your mother happens to have some of the best ass in town, I can guarantee! Now, let's just see if we can give her the kind of satisfaction she's looking for. Get over here and stuff your cock in her ass! Fuck this slut's ass off while I ream her pussy! You heard me-do it!"
Mike blinked dumbly, at first not quite able to believe what he was hearing.
But at the same time, his gaze fastened on the pried-open spectacle of his Mom's moist, gaping little shit-hole.
His teenaged cock lurched up, pulsing with excitement.
He moved forward in a daze, acting on pure impulse.
"Uhh . . . sure, Dad. Anything you say. Oh man . . . hell, I'll do it! Yeah, I'll be glad to help out!"
Overcoming his initial surprise, he scrambled onto the bed and wiggled up to his mother's spread-open ass-cheeks. He got a glimpse of his father's wedged cock pulsating in the soaked grasp of her pussy-mouth as he slid his own now-erect cock into the crease of her ass.
Then his engorged young fuck-knob was pressing at her ass-ring, pushing her ass lips apart and sinking into her.
Though she heard every word and felt every movement, Jill didn't fully realize what was happening until she felt her son's fat prick-tip burrow between her ass-muscles. It had been years since Paul had given her a good ass-reaming. And she'd never, ever in her life taken two stiff pricks at once.
But she found herself doing just that as Mike's meaty fuckshaft forced its way into her like a burning poker, shoving inch after incredible stiff inch into her taut fuckhole as if it intended to impale her utterly, through and through.
"No-no, don't! Uuuunnnnngggggh . . . guuunnnnggh!"
Mike began to pump with gleeful delight, gliding his cock back and forth.
"I'm doing it, Dad! I'm fucking her right up the ass! That's it, Mom-that's terrific! Take my cock right up your shit-hole like that! Ohhh, fuck!"
Thrashing between their two stiffened cocks and bucking in a frenzy of mingled agony and lust, Jill discovered that her husband's promise had come true. She was literally getting all the cock she could fuck, writhing her ass and pussy on first one and then the other, no matter what direction she tried to squirm.
She gave in to the sensation of being double-fucked with a horny unleashed need that now came boiling out of her in gushes of juicy appreciation, washing any last hesitation from her mind in dizzy wrenches of pleasure.
"Yes. vou fucking bastards! Oh my God, yesss! Fuck my ass and pussy, fuck the living hell out of me! Stuff me, damn you! Stuff it all inside me! Gaaaaahhhhh!"
Panting and heaving both above and beneath her, Paul and Mike obeyed her cries. Their cocks picked up speed, tearing in and out of her ass and cunt hard and furiously. She flopped between them like a hooked fish as two pairs of cum-loaded balls slapped and smashed against her.
"Uuuunnngggh! Owwwhhh!"
Flailing and bouncing in an uninhibited crescendo of sheer bliss, Jill climaxed to a height she'd never before known. She had no secrets left, no hidden desires or repressed urges. She came with such intensity that her whole body threatened to explode in shit and piss and cunt-juices as she fucked herself crazy on their two ramming cocks until they finally shot their loads of cream inside her.
"Ohh, shiiiiitr
"Yeah-yeah, bitch! Yeah!"
Acidy spurts of jism spewed into her cunt, while thick syrupy globs of cum geysered along the dank walls of her ass. She took it all and kept humping for more, oblivious to all else.
And as Mike and Paul delightedly spasmed into the lusty woman's squeezing fuck holes in simultaneous eruptions of release, none of them noticed Vicky standing in the doorway, watching the whole scene with a shocked, fascinated expression sweeping over her attractive face.
The three of them came in a humping, twisting frenzy. Their bodies writhed as they climaxed together without a shred of inhibition left amongst them.
Finally Mike pulled back, drained and gasping. His emptied cock plopped from his mother's twitching asshole, and a little splatter of excess jizz spurted from between her rubbery ass-lips.
Then Paul sank back as well, growling satisfaction, and Jill slumped to his side in a moaning luxury of rapture.
Vicky saw it all in that stunned moment, and a slow, pleased little smile spread across her lips. "Oh wowwwww!"
She released her pent-up breath, overcome her first surprise.
Then, without hesitation, she began to strip out of the shirt and jeans she'd only just slipped into.
The rest of her family wasn't aware of her presence until she abruptly skipped into the room, her blue eyes sparkling and her teenage pussy melting with fresh horniness as she lightly chirped up, breaking their daze.
"Wow, that was really a nice show! Is it too late to join in? Because I sure would like to get some action myself-even if it's just a taste! Is that okay with everybody?"
Not awaiting an answer, or even taking time to acknowledge the grins that flashed from her father and brother, she scampered over the bed and dove straight between her Mom's limp lolling legs, arrowing at the cum-flecked gash of her cunt.
Her tongue sliced out, lapping at the redhead's cream-drenched pussy and capturing the steamy jism that spilled out of it.
Jill gurgled and jerked in an automatic spasm as the insatiable girl licked deep into her flaring pussy to collect Paul's wads of cum, then slithered her tongue down across her asshole to sop up Mike's seeping cream as well.
"Muhhm . . . "
Vicky gave a pleased, muffled sigh as she dipped into her mother's shitter and swallowed mouthful after mouthful of warm oozy jizz. Her Mom's arching response made her plunge even deeper, tasting the juices of both cunt and asshole even after she'd gobbled down all the cum they held.
Then she rose, licking her lips.
"Damn, Sis!"
Mike laughed, his youthful cock giving a renewed nudge.
Paul chuckled, still breathing heavily. "It's about time you showed up, girl. For a moment there, I thought you were going to miss the fun!"
"Not me! Not ever!" Wiggling her firm round ass, Vicky met their stares with a challenging glint in her eyes. "And not it's my turn to get some flicking! Who's ready for some more hot, hungry pussy? Somebody shove a big hard prick into me before I die! Oh, hurryyy!"
With that eager gasp, she squirmed as Mike gave a broad shrug and slipped into place behind her, sliding his half-stiffened cock effortlessly up her greased fuckhole.
"Ooooh, yes! That's just perfect! So damned perfect . . . muuummff . . . "
Undulating onto his prick and working it to full erection, she leaned down and began to lap her Mom's puffy cunt-slit in earnest.
"Aaannnnhhh . . . "
Jill gasped and began to hump up to her daughter's mouth, no longer making any attempt to hide the unmotherly desires that had long since broken down the walls within her.
For his part, Paul was temporarily satisfied to watch his horny kids go at it. At least now everything was out in the open, and there were no secrets left to discover. And for the time being, that was satisfaction enough.
Watching Mike pump in and out of Vicky's pink blonde-fuzzed pussy, he could feel his own enormous cock slowly rise to leisurely attention. He leaned over and began to suck and lick his wife's big flopping tits, until it was at full erection.
Then he rose and slipped it into Jill's mouth, stifling her cries of pleasure as she soared to yet another orgasm on Vicky's seesawing tongue.
They were a family united again, in ways that none of them would have remotely suspected just a few short days ago.
But there were no regrets among them. Not a single one.
And as they mounted to climax in a thrashing fervor of completion, Vicky fucked and chewed and sucked more urgently than ever as she realized that the whole summer stretched out ahead of her. A whole summer of all the fucking and sucking she could get, right here at home . . . .
And what hot-blooded girl could ask for more?