Chapter 1
Free-for-all Family
FATHER OF FOUR ARRESTED ON INCEST CHARGES, said the newspaper headline.
The story last year in a large mid-western daily barely hinted at the bizarre facts behind the story of the father who had introduced his entire family, including a couple of in-laws, into a fantastic three-ring circus of incestuous sex-play. His wife and children apparently were too much under the spell of his devilish influence to offer any resistance to his carnal outrages, and his drunken and perverted brother, as unprincipled as he, was only too happy to go along with the free-for-all fucking game, it seems. But the man met his downfall finally when he tried to involve his wife's younger sister in the sordid business, and she was the one who blew the whistle on the whole thing and caused him to be arrested in the end.
Under the particularly harsh laws of that state, the man would probably have wound up serving a long prison term for his sexual crimes, but he jumped bail and disappeared, and at the present time he is still being hunted by the law. According to his family, he has not been in touch with them at all since his disappearance. The oldest son, Tom, now nineteen, has taken over the support of the household in his father's absence.
In a series of interviews with young Tom during my investigation of the case for a sociological research project, he was extremely frank in relating the entire story of the strange family and its sordid sexual history. Strangely, the boy now seems to bear no particular resentment towards his father for the things he encouraged his wife and children to participate in. You may also be surprised to^note in the transcript of the boy's confessions that follows, that he expresses no feelings of shame or regret whatever over these perverse recollections of his incestuous childhood and adolescence.
Case 1 The Rogers Family
Tom's story: You have to realize that none of us kids in the family ever had any idea that there was anything wrong with the things that daddy had us doing. What do kids know about incest and all that stuff, unless somebody teaches them? Teachers in school don't give you no lectures about don't fuck your mama, or don't" play with your sister's pussy. The subject just never gets mentioned.
The thing about daddy is, I'm not too sure that he seen anything wrong with it either, as far as I can tell. Maybe it was just a lot of bullshit, the stuff he used to tell us about men's natural rights over women, but I think he actually believed in it himself.
He would always say that the whole trouble with the world these days is the breakdown of the family since the olden days, plus too much freedom given to women. In the old times, he said, the father of the family was the absolute boss, and the whole job of the mother and daughters was to wait on him, and to serve the wants of all the male members of the family besides.
He always treated mama like a slave, and me and my kid brother followed his example and treated our sisters the same way, because that's the way daddy said it was supposed to be. And mama never told us no different. I guess she believed in all that olden-days business too, where women was just slaves to the men.
When I was little, we were living in this real small house, way the hell out in the sticks. We didn't have a pot to piss in, hardly, and the house just had this one bedroom where the whole family slept all together. There was just three of us kids then, and we'd sleep in one bed -me and Annie and Susan-and daddy and mama in the other bed.
I can still remember them days clear as anything, even though I was only about three or four years old at the time Daddy was always horny as hell, and practically every night in the week he'd climb up on top of mama and put the screws to her right there in front of us kids. We didn't hardly even pay any attention to them, though, it was such a common thing. Wasn't nothing strange about it to see your daddy pumping your old lady's cunt right in front of you, as far as we knew.
There mama and daddy would be on hot summer nights-no blankets covering them or nothing-naked as a couple of jaybirds-screwing away on that squawky old bed like a couple of wild animals in heat. Mama was real young in them days-she was only about fourteen when they was first married-and she was damn near as horny as daddy was most of the time. Once he got her worked up proper, she'd be wheezing and whooping and raising holy hell the whole time he was slamming it into her pussy.
He always did give it to her pretty rough, but that must have been the way she liked it, 'cause the more he'd whale away at her and squeeze her big old boobs and pinch her ass and everything, the more she'd thrash around on the bed and squeal and holler and laugh herself silly.
As far as us kids was concerned, it wasn't sexy to us, seeing all that wild fucking and sucking and assholing every night. It was just a goddamn pain in the ass, 'cause it would usually go on for three or four fucking hours at a stretch, and would keep us awake half the damn night.
But we knew better than to make any complaints about it, 'cause if we did, we'd have got our asses whipped raw. Daddy would turn real mean in those days, whenever he got boozed up pretty good. Then it wasn't just us kids that would suffer--he'd beat the shit out of mama, too, for the least little excuse. He'd whack her ass with a big old rattan switch, calling her all kinds of dirty names, and then when his arm would get tired, he'd wind up throwing her down and fucking her right there on the floor, wherever they happened to be.
But I never heard mama yell for mercy or make no complaints about any of it, no matter what he done to her. She knew what man she was marrying in the first place, I guess, and she didn't ever have no complaints. I guess her and daddy was both agreed that that's the way married life is supposed to be for a man and his woman.
Anyways, that's how me and my sisters got our attitudes fixed real early in life about how things is between males and females, so it wasn't no wonder that we fell into the same kind of a routine so easy ourselves, a few years later, when we got old enough to start trying out all the same business on our own.
I always used to boss my sisters around a lot, and whip them whenever I felt like it, just like I'd see daddy do with mama, and sometimes I'd lay down on top of them naked in the bed and wiggle around and tease and tickle them, imitating the way daddy fucked mama. But it was all just play for us kids-no sexy feelings involved, and no sticking my prick into any holes in them early days.
The first real sex incident didn't happen until I was about thirteen or so. I remember that real well-it was a pretty fantastic experience.
Susan was my older sister--just turned fourteen-and that particular day she had fucked up somehow and daddy got pissed off at her. I don't know what she had done wrong-peed the bed, most likely. She was always getting her ass whipped for that. Anyhow, daddy was gonna give her a good switching, but he was too pooped out or drunk or something, so he told me to whip her instead, and handed me the switch.
I wanted to show him that I could do just as good a job of it as he could, so I started off to do everything the exact same way I'd seen him do it a million times before.
First I cracked the switch in the air like a whip a couple of times and yelled at Susan, "Get that dress off you, goddammit, and be quick about it!" just like he would say, and I gave her one good swipe across the back of the legs to make her hurry up about it.
Daddy laughed and said, "Atta boy. Show her who's the boss."
Susan seen that I wasn't gonna stand for no messing around, so she peeled her dress off in a hurry and then huddled over, covering up her privates with her hands the way us kids would always do when we was about to get whipped, to protect them sensitive parts from the sting of that damn switch.
I felt like a real big man for the first time in my life-daddy trusting me with the job of whipping my sister's naked hide. He never had let me use the switch on her before. I was bound and determined that I'd show him I could do just as good a job on Susan as daddy did on mama.
So I didn't waste no time. I started right in, whacking away at her, laying the stick across her ass and legs and back-spreading my shots all around on her hind side the way daddy would do, and I sure had that girl twisting and squealing and wailing up a storm.
But then all of a sudden I got this other kind of an idea about something else to do that would give daddy a real charge. The thought came to me of how he always would wind up fucking mama on the floor after he had finished whipping her ass. So I decided, just for a joke, I'd pretend to do the same thing with Susan-toss her down and make believe fuck her. I'd already raised a pretty good hard-on under my pants, just from the excitement of whipping her slats, so I was all set to put on a pretty good show for him.
I tossed the switch away, like daddy would do when he was finished, unbuttoned my pants and let them drop down to my feet. Then I gave my hard-on a couple of licks with my hands to shape it up good, grabbed Susan by the arm, and threw her down flat on the floor.
"Well, will you look at this here!" daddy yelled out, pretty surprised, I guess, to see what his little pipsqueak son was up to.
I flopped down on top of my sister, yanked her legs apart on both sides of me, and then wiggled myself around until my stiff prick was poking right up under her crotch into the little hairy bush at the base of her belly. Then I began to hump my ass up and down, the same way I'd seen daddy do it a thousand times, riding the nose-cone of my pecker along the hollow groove of Susan's crotch.
I could hear daddy laughing himself silly behind me, and Susan was giggling too, thinking the whole thing was a big joke. I guess she was pretty happy that the whipping part was all over with so soon, besides.
I kept dragging my prick up and down against her hot belly-skin for quite awhile, cause it felt pretty good to me, and I was just starting to get these real funny tickley feelings down inside me, when daddy grabbed onto my shoulder from behind all of a sudden and pulled me up off her.
"Hold on here," he said, still laughing. "If you're gonna fuck that girl, let me show you how to do it right, goddammit. I guess you kids are old enough by now to learn what sex is all about. Your ma and me was already going steady when we was your age, by Jesus."
He came down on his knees beside us and started moving our bodies around to set us up for some real serious fucking.
"You're riding her too high," he told me, "perched up there over her belly like you are. Lower yourself down here into the groove where her legs split apart, so's you get a good straight-on angle for your pecker to run up her cunt. Otherwise, if you ain't lined up proper, you'll keep slipping out of her hole every two seconds, and have to break off your plowing to feed your goddamn prick back up in the slot again. It gets to be a damn nuisance, when you gotta keep starting all over again. Messes up your fucking rhythm and spoils the pleasure of it for you.
"The whole trick to a good satisfying piece of tail, my boy, is to set yourself square on the woman for smooth and easy driving in and out. Then you don't have to worry your mind none about the mechanical business of what your prick is up to, and you can just concentrate all your attention on the inside pleasures you're getting out of it. The thing is, to forget about what your cock is doing down there-let it take care of itself-and you can have some fun playing around with any other parts of her anatomy that's handy.
"I personally like to give a lot of attention to the woman's boobs, myself, while I'm plowing her pussy. That's what the hell titties are there for-for a man to grab onto and pinch and squeeze-not to mention sucking and biting."
He took one of Susan's little pink nipples between his fingers and gave her tit a jiggle up and down. We both kind of laughed then, cause at that age, Susan's boobies wasn't halfway up to the size of mama's Lulu's.
"Them buds still got another couple of years to sprout yet," daddy said. "I don't reckon Susan ever will catch up with her ma all the way, though. Your mama already had the biggest pair of jugs in town by the time she was fourteen, I want to tell you. But Susan ain't half bad for her age, and that's a fact. There's enough of a handful there to satisfy you, I guess, ain't there? And if you want something else to work on, you can grab a couple of fistfuls of this sweet little ass of hers. That ain't half bad, I want to tell you."
Susan was giggling and squealing all the time daddy was talking that way about her, 'cause he kept giving her little ass-pats and titty-pinches along with it. She was pretty near as excited about the whole thing as I was, I guess. She hadn't ever thought of herself as being sexy before, and the idea that she was about to get herself actually fucked for real for the first time in her life had her powerfully stirred up.
"First thing, though," daddy was saying, "we got to bust into her-take her cherry. There's always that little problem to get out of the way the first time you put it into a young female."
He made me put my hand down under Susan's crotch and feel around her soft pussy-slit with my finger, and I could tell there was some kind of an obstruction there, like he said, that was blocking up the entry to the actual fuck-hole. I hadn't ever heard nothing about such a thing before.
But he didn't make no fancy ceremony out of it. He just stuck his big old thumb up in there and gave it a couple of pokes, until Susan let out a squeal and her mouth popped wide open. But she didn't cry or nothing, so I guess it didn't hurt all that much actually. But I noticed there was blood on daddy's thumb when he pulled it out of her, and he wiped it off on his shirttail.
"Now she's ready to be rode," he said to me. "Get down on her like I showed you before and let's get started. Come on, Susan keep them legs spread wide and get your knees up, so's your brother has got a good wide opening to work in. Once he's inside of you, then you can close your legs around him and squeeze all you want to."
I was getting more and more excited as we got nearer to actually doing it. My pecker was swelled up like crazy by now, and tingling all over. It just couldn't hardly wait to get up inside that hot little pussy, laid out there just for my pleasure. So I climbed back up onto her again and worked my prick around below her belly, trying to slip it into the glory hole. It wasn't as easy as it looked, though. I kept on jabbing up against her slot and trying to poke inside, but I wasn't having no luck at all getting in.
Daddy laughed. "Come on, boy," he said, '"you gotta get into her before you can fuck her."
Just then mama came busting in the house from taking a wee wee out back. She seen right away what was going on, and she gave out a big laugh too. "Come on, Tommy boy," she said to me, "shit or get off the pot. It ain't polite to keep a lady waiting when she's in heat."
"He can't seem to find the hole, somehow," daddy said, and they both laughed again. Mama said to daddy, "You never had that trouble, did you?" and she grabbed the front of his pants and gave his bunch a big squeeze.
At this point, I was just about ready to give up on the whole business. Daddy had to come over and give me a helping hand, or else I never would have got my prick into her. He reached in between us and spread Susan's pussy-flaps apart with his fingers, so that the hole was real wide open and you could look right up the chute, and then he laid my pecker-head to it and helped me snake it into the hole an inch or so.
"Now push forward, goddammit," he said. "I ain't gonna do all the work for you. There's some things that a man's gotta do for himself, or else he don't deserve the pleasure of it."
But I didn't have no more problems after that, now that I was actually into her. I knew what to do from there on all right, after all the times I'd seen daddy in action, putting it to mama. So I began pumping in and out of Susan's pussy, and I was pretty surprised to find everything working slicker than shit. It seemed like fucking a girl was easy as pie, once you got started.
I grabbed for a couple of handfuls of her fat little ass, like daddy had told me to do, and lifted her butt right up off the floor and held her hard against me while I rammed my prick up and down her tight little slit a mile-a-minute, with my balls ding-donging away down below.
Oh, it was beautiful! Once I got up a good head of steam, I really started slamming it to her-twice as fast as I ever seen daddy do it to mama. "Cause I soon found out, the faster I pumped, the better it felt on my prick. Wow!
Susan was loving it too, I could tell. She was rocking and rolling her hips right along with every move £ made, like we was doing some kind of a wild dance together, and she was letting out these little puffs and squeals every time I'd drive it home.
Daddy and mama was sure getting a huge charge out of watching it too. I could hear them laughing up a storm and yelling at me to give it to her! I didn't need no such encouragement, though, the way I was slam banging along by that time. I guess it must be a mighty proud thing for parents to see their kids fucking together so slick and easy, the very first time they ever done it.
The only trouble was, it didn't last near long enough to suit me. I would've wished it could go .on and on forever but in no time at all I started to get this tickley feeling again, running all up and down my cock, and it just built up and built up, and then there was this fantastic glorious feeling inside me like I hadn't ever felt before, and it seemed like everything was exploding in there.
But, like I said, it didn't last half long enough. It no sooner started to happen, and then it was all over and done with, and I felt completely pooped out all of a sudden and didn't feel like doing no more fucking, at least for the time being.
But the truth is, I wasn't anywhere near finished yet. My prick wasn't getting no rest that day. And what happened next was gonna be about five times more fantastic than that first fucking experience, if I only knew it.