Chapter 8
"Hello, Mr. Torrance. Took off a little early, huh?" Karen smiled as he stood looking at her from the front door.
"Uh, yes," he nodded as he looked at the way the robe clung lovingly to her body.
"I was just about to shower, and found I hadn't gotten a towel from the linen room," she explained as she moved before a window.
"Uh, no problem," he mumbled as he saw the window's light flow through the robe to clearly reveal her legs to him.
"Mrs. Torrance is lying down with a headache, sir, and I don't think she knows you're home."
"Perhaps that's good," he said as he forced his eyes from the veiled view of her legs. "I wanted to speak to you about the other evening-in the kitchen?"
"Yes, I was sure you'd realize you'd been too lenient," she said earnestly as they moved closer to one another, and she turned to the side to look toward the kitchen. "I didn't feel the punishment was sufficient for my offense."
"I...." he began as he saw that the light was now silhouetting her breasts and long nipples beneath the robe.
"Perhaps, since you're home early, and Mrs. Torrance is napping...." she offered, and the robe drifted back from one gorgeous leg as she turned toward him. "Perhaps, when I've finished cleaning myself, you can punish me till ... you're satisfied, sir?" she suggested with a pleading look in her eyes.
"I, uh...." he muttered as his mind spun with the memory of her naked body twisting upon his lap. "Alright," he found himself agreeing.
"In fifteen minutes? In my room?" she asked plaintively, and she touched her hands against his chest. "Thank you, sir," she said when he nodded, and he watched her move away for her towel.
His cock pushed his trousers out as he remained there, and she gave him a timid little smile as she moved back toward her room. He watched the robe swirl around her silhouetted body, and then she was out of his line of vision. He heard a door open and close, and he looked around with a vacant, drugged look. Slowly, he began to walk across toward the library.
The door he had heard open and close had not been Karen's but Phyllis's. The girl looked up from a magazine to see a naked Karen standing, looking at her. She smiled with surprise and glanced at the robe Karen held in one hand.
"Take off your clothes," Karen said with a trace of urgency, and the girl slipped off the bed.
Phyllis looked at Karen's face as she removed her blouse, slacks, bra, and panties, and she drew great pleasure from seeing Karen's approving eyes move over her bared body. Karen opened the door, and Phyllis looked at her questioningly as she glanced out in the hallway. Karen motioned for her to follow, and the naked girl followed the naked woman down the hall. Karen glanced at the door behind which Jim's wife and son were making love, and she took his daughter into her room.
Phyllis dampened her lips as she sat down on the bed while Karen closed the drapes and the bathroom door. The room was now totally dark, and Phyllis stretched out as she heard Karen move toward her.
The girl felt the woman's knee press against the base of her ass cheeks and against the insides of her parted thighs. One foot on the floor, Karen leaned down from the waist to kiss the girl, and their tongues swam together. Karen's calf pressed against Phyllis' thigh that was the furthest from her, and she lifted the thigh to let Karen's knee slide between it and the bed. Karen's foot lifted from the floor as she stretched out on her side, and she and Phyllis embraced tightly. Their tits shifted together, and the rings of Phyllis's nipples quivered.
Karen's thigh pressed up against the girl's anal cleavage, and they murmured as their slits slid against one another. Phyllis pressed her knee up between Karen's legs, and her thigh rolled between the lush spheres of Karen's ass cheeks. Their cunts blossomed against one another, and silky black hair meshed damply with auburn ringlets as the gleaming pinkness of their nooks slid hotly together. They sobbed into one another's mouths as their clits met in a wet friction that sent flames of ecstasy throughout them, and they held one another tight as they came.
In the library, Jim stood with a drink in his hand, and he looked down at the press of his throbbing cock against his trousers. He debated and rationalized with himself, and he kept glancing at his watch.
"Oh, Karen, I feel so...." Phyllis whispered as an orgasm echoed through the recesses of her mind and body. "So wonderfully happy."
Smiling warmly, Karen touched kisses to the girl's damp brow. The doorknob turned, and she touched her fingers to Phyllis's lips as they both looked toward the door. Jim's body blocked much of the light as he stepped into the darkened room, and he looked about searchingly for Karen.
"Please, could you leave the lights out?" Karen asked, and she saw him nod as he turned to close the door.
"Where are you?" he asked, and Karen could see the white's of Phyllis's eyes widen as she heard her father's voice.
"Follow my directions only if you wish," Karen whispered into Phyllis' ear, and she stood up.
"There's a chair right in front of you, sir," Karen said. "If you'd like to make yourself comfortable first...?" she said suggestively, and she looked down toward Phyllis' face.
Phyllis heard the sounds of him moving, and of the chair shifting. Then she heard the sound of a zipper opening, followed by the rustle of clothing as he undressed. Karen held her hand out, and Phyllis slowly raised hers to take it, and she dropped her feet to the floor as she sat up.
Standing behind the girl, Phyllis cupped her waist in her hands and moved her toward Jim. Phyllis could just" make him out in the darkness, and her eyes sought out the rise of his big cock.
Karen placed Phyllis alongside his thighs and pressed her fingertips to the small of the girl's back. Phyllis leaned forward to grip the other side of the chair and felt his cock's head against her belly. Straightening her arms, she pushed herself across his lap, and the soft knob was stroked with her flesh and then her muff. Her knees opened against the outside of his thigh, and she lowered herself onto the hard column.
He groaned as he felt her lower herself onto the aching length of his tool. With a gasp, she dropped herself fully onto him, and she saw that Karen had moved around to kneel before her.
"I'm ready," Karen said, as if she were the one across his lap, and she watched his hand rise in the darkness.
He brought his hand down firmly across the lower halves of Phyllis' ass cheeks, and her body tightened around and upon him. Karen pressed her mouth to the girl's, and their tongues licked as his hand rose and fell.
He shifted as his hand sent tremors through her loins, and she writhed upon his thrusting prod. The hot moistness stroked him as the satiny cheeks danced beneath his hand.
Karen's hands moved over the girl's breasts as their lips parted, and she listened to the rhythms of their moans, of their loins, and of his hand and her fanny. She gauged the girl's reactions and needs and looked up toward him.
"Faster, spank faster," she gasped, and his hand began to move faster. "Harder, fuck me harder," she murmured, and Phyllis began to groan as his hips thrust faster.
Karen's mouth pressed to hers again, and her fingers plucked at Phyllis' nipples as the girl's fingers curled up into her slit. His arm began to stiffen as his arousal mounted, but he kept bringing his hand down against her backside even as his tool began to jerk within the twisting grip of her cunny. His thoughts blurred and his head went back. Phyllis' mouth widened as she felt his shaft begin to spasm within the roiling heat of her underbelly, and her hands clutched within Karen's splay.
His hips lifted from the chair, and her fanny was lifted against the fall of his hand. She cried out into Karen's mouth, and Karen's knees twisted against the floor as the girl's fingers sent her into a raging orgasm. He groaned, and his spend blasted up into Phyllis's depths.
He sat back down and inhaled deeply. Gradually, he became aware that two hands were beneath the girl's loins to stroke his balls. He frowned as he wondered how it was possible for her to do it based on her posture.
Phyllis raised her damp hands to the edge of the chair seat and pushed herself up from the waist so that she could slide one arm over her father's shoulder, and the other around his waist. Keeping her cunt tight against him, she slipped her legs over his thigh, and her feet touched the floor between his legs. She pressed her mouth to his, and they kissed deeply as his hands squeezed her fanny. She ground her tits against his chest as she licked at his tongue, and she flexed her cunt around his softened prod.
A lamp's light touched his closed eyes, and he slowly opened them. He blinked, stunned to find himself looking into his daughter's golden eyes. A tongue licked at the base of his shaft, and Phyllis leaned back as she felt the tongue moving over her still-burning cunt lips. She and her father glanced down at Karen as the woman drank the mix of their juices.
Karen shifted back and pushed herself up from the floor. Jim was still looking at her with a glazed look as he tried to come to grips with what had happened and what was happening. Karen's nipples brushed the girl's back as she leaned her head over Phyllis's shoulder, and she kissed him deeply. He could taste the blend of his come and his daughter's spendings in Karen's mouth.
Phyllis turned her face, and her mouth pressed against the meeting of their lips, which opened for her tongue to join theirs. Phyllis could feel Karen's damp plume against her fanny, and his hands moved around to the opulent orbs of Karen's to pull their hips even closer to his.
"Was she a very bad girl, Daddy?" Phyllis asked with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"Oh, a very, very bad girl," he laughed, and his uncertainty dissolved. "But don't you think my spanking was sufficient?"
"Um-m-m," Phyllis murmured thoughtfully as she licked at their lips. "I think you should give her something besides your hand."
"Like what?" he grinned.
"The big cock that's getting hard in my pussy, Daddy," she smiled, and she flexed her vaginal muscles around his stiffening length.
"And what are you going to do?" he asked.
"Oh, watch, and ... maybe spank both of you for being naughty," she suggested as the three of them stood up.
"Naughty?" he asked.
"Yes," the girl nodded as she stepped back from him, and his cock came wetly-free of her snatch as all three watched. "I've seen you looking at me around the house, but not saying anything."
They moved toward the bed, and the girl pointed toward it.
"Lay down on your tummy," she instructed, and Karen did so. "Now, Daddy, I'm going to want you to put this into her pussy, but first...." she smiled, and she went to one knee before him.
Karen looked back over her shoulder to see Phyllis' tongue skimming his come and her own juices from his engorged prick. Looking down with lidded eyes, he slid his hands through the auburn spill of his daughter's hair as she began to draw his rod into her mouth.
Phyllis reached out to the side, and she slipped her fingers up into Karen's slit. The woman shifted upon the bed as Phyllis stroked her cunt and raised a spend-lubricated thumb to the bud of her anus. Karen gasped as Phyllis worked her thumb up into her ass. He swayed as she sucked his cock.
Phyllis leaned back from the waist, and her lips pulled along his shaft to the rim of his knob, which popped free as she stood. Facing toward Karen's feet, she moved up onto the bed and slid one leg over Karen's back.
"Put your big cock right in there, Daddy," she urged as her fingers darted in and out of Karen's wet cleave.
He moved between Karen's long legs, and Phyllis's free hand curled around his thick trunk so that she could guide it toward her other hand. Karen could feel the girl's wet mound stroking her back as Phyllis slipped her fingers out of her, and then his cock was sliding up into her cunt as Phyllis' thumb turned in her rectum.
He groaned as Karen's cunny tightened around his cock. Phyllis's tongue pressed into his mouth, and he raised a hand to one of her rounded tits to lovingly squeeze it. His other hand moved between her spread thighs, and he fingered her hot channel as they kissed.
Her elbows at her sides, Karen slid her hands over the girl's calves as his cock thrust within her box, and the base of his shaft rubbed her clit against the bed. The girl's finger came free of her anus, and she felt Phyllis' furrow sliding up her back.
Phyllis lifted her loins over Karen s head, and she sat down against the back of her pelvis as her father stretched out to continue their kiss. Karen's face pressed between the girl's spread thighs as Phyllis raised her knees, and Karen began to kiss beneath the play of Jim's fingers.
Phyllis breathlessly broke off the kiss and dropped back onto her elbows as Karen's tongue darted in and out between her offered nether cheeks. Churning his tool within Karen's nook, he felt her lush fanny against his abdomen as he leaned down against her back, and he turned his head so that he could press his mouth to the top of his daughter's splay. She gasped as he closed his lips around her clit," and he began to lick at the hard node.
His hands gripped Phyllis' hips while Karen's moved up to knead the girl's tits. Phyllis's head dropped back as their lips and tongues swarmed within her. She turned her feet to slide them under Karen's shoulders, and she caught the woman's long nipples between her toes. Karen's clit was flaring between the movement of his tool and the bed, and her depths were expanding and contracting as his rod thrust and turned within her.
He groaned against Phyllis' pearl as Karen's underbelly pulled and squeezed his throbbing length, and as her fanny stroked his belly. Phyllis' body arched upward, and she shook as her recesses overflowed with ecstasy. He continued suckling her clit as Karen continued tonguing. Her mind spun with satiation, and her elbows slid out from under her. Her limbs spread, she lay gasping for air as he continued thrusting his prick within the clutchings of Karen's cunny, and Karen's ass thrust up against him. , He moved his hands beneath Karen, and one caressed her breasts as the other went down to rub her clit from the top of her furrow. She groaned with delight and reached back behind her head to run her fingers through his hair. Through blurred eyes, Phyllis watched her father trembling as his cock began to jump within the quicksand pullings of Karen's snatch.
Karen and Jim rolled over onto their sides, and their bodies bowed together as his rod began to erupt. She writhed as his come geysered up into her recesses, and her eyes opened wide as the girl pressed her mouth over her clit and her father's dorsal vein. Phyllis licked and sucked, and drank down the thick come that overspilled the contractions of Karen's sex.
Phyllis smiled as she looked at their spent expressions, and she brushed her hair back from her face as she sat up. She looked toward Karen's full-length mirror, and she crossed to the window to open the drapes. The moonlight spilled over her, and she saw their juices gleaming from her face and loins. Then she glanced out and smiled broadly.
She saw Ben in his room. Naked, he was going into his bathroom. She looked around and saw Karen and Jim kissing deeply as they caressed one another, and she slipped out of the room unnoticed.
Ben had left his mother asleep in her bed, and he was now showering the mixture of their juices from his body. There was a sound from his room, and he opened the shower door with a puzzled expression.
"Can I use your shower?" Phyllis asked. "I seem to have something all over me," she said as she touched her fingers to her come-dampened muff.