Chapter 7

He launched his attack with fire and confusion, addressing his nearly naked family. At first no one would look at anyone else, but soon Kurt's ranting revealed to both groups what had been going on.

Frank began to smile. He looked over at his white-faced mother who clutched her robe with both hands and looked small and lost. She looked, he thought, like a young girl who was caught five minutes before she finally decided to abandon her virginity-guilty as hell, but not quite sure of which crime. He continued to stare at her until he caught her eye. She stared blankly at first, then the corners of her mouth turned up the slightest bit.

Julie found herself smiling, and made a wild attempt to abort the grin. But somehow, now that everything was out in the open, now that she knew that everyone in her family except for her husband was doing much the same thing, the whole issue seemed less serious and a great deal more amusing. It really was funny...but not to Kurt, who was blustering around the room in a semi-drunken state of agitation. She lost interest in what he was saying, and concentrated instead on trying to figure out what it really was that was upsetting him so much.

Lennie glanced over at her mother to see how she was taking it. The girl was surprised to find Julie staring speculatively at her husband, as if nothing very important was going on. Lennie wasn't particularly frightened or upset herself, but she was annoyed. After all, she was on the verge of coming. That wasn't a reasonable time to be expected to stop. She looked at her father again. He was good-looking, there was no doubt about that. If only there was some way to get inside his pants they could all get back to fun and games. . . .

John had started out being scared stiff. But now that this living room scene was dragging on and on without anything really being said, he was beginning to be bored. The most exciting thing' that had happened was discovering that his mother had been making it with Lennie in the next room all that time. He glanced over at his mother, wondering how long he would have to wait before she would let him touch her....

Janna's lips curved into a soft smile. All the time her father had been raving on he had been standing behind the couch, visible only from the waist up. But something about the splotchy coloring of his face alerted the girl. Slowly she had begun to steal around the chair. Now that she was standing almost next to him she could see it; his trousers ballooned out to contain the large stiff cock. Jana shook her head. The old fucker! The phony! All the time while he's carrying on, he had a hard-on big enough to choke a horse! She knew just how to take care of him.

Finally Julie interrupted Kurt's tirade. Her voice was cool. "Exactly what is it you're so mad about, darling?"

Kurt looked at her, his jaw dropping. "What do I...what is it I'm...what do you think I mean?" he sputtered finally. His knees were definitely shaky. He sat down in the large chair, relieved that his cock had softened the slightest bit.

Frank and John glanced over at each other, glad to let the females do all the talking. Frank lit a cigarette. This time John accepted one.

Lennie stepped closer. "You're not shocked, are you, Daddy?" Her voice was teasing, sexy.

Kurt looked at each of his daughters, one of them on each side of him. He didn't know what to say.

Julie came up to him, standing over his chair.

"Are you angry because we were having fun with each other? Is that why you called us down here, darling?" Her voice was gentle but with an unmistakable air of maternalism.

"Yes, is that why, Daddy?" Janna took a step closer to her father. All she was wearing was one of Frank's tee shirts and a pair of bikini panties. She knew he could see her nipples through the shirt and her panties from where he sat.

Kurt tried to speak but couldn't. He could smell the subtle scent of pussy emanating from his three women. When the silence had dragged on too long, he found his voice. "I...I had planned on getting you all up, anyway. I wanted to talk to you. I thought we should do something about our family before it fell apart completely." He studied each one in turn. "Apparently you took matters into your own hands."

No one bothered to comment on the pun. "Everything's beautiful now, Daddy. We're having fun, and hurting no one. The only thing that was wrong was that we were afraid you would catch us and be mad. Besides, we missed you." Lennie ran her hand down his arm lightly.

Janna bent over her father, allowing her nipples to graze his chest. "Don't be such an old creep. Come on, relax. It's not so bad. In fact, it's wonderful." She lowered herself onto his lap and ran a hand down over his chest, past his beltline, and finally allowed it to rest over his distended fly. She pressed against his swollen prick. "Come on, Daddy, play with me! Play with Lennie! You'll love it, Daddy.... "

Reaching over, the girl put her other hand between her mother's thighs. Lennie leaned down and unzipped her father's fly, releasing his cock to her older sister's experienced fingers.

Frank and John, as if of one mind or reacting to the same silent command, stepped closer.

Janna played with both her parents, but she kept her hot eyes fastened on her father's flushed face. "You know what they say about the family that plays together.... " Janna slipped to the rug and lowered her mouth to his cock.

Kurt groaned as if an electric shock had struck his prick.

Lennie, a smile on her face, lifted her gown and swayed up to her father's face, her soft little pussy gleaming wetly. "Come on, Daddy," she urged, "let's play.... "