Chapter 4

Jo-Ann had often wondered just what it was her parents had done on those weekend mornings when they had closed and locked their bedroom door. Now she knew, but just for the heck of it, she wanted to observe.

Friday, she had gone to Hank Justin's house, and he had once again licked her pussy, after which she had sucked his cock, but here it was, Saturday morning, and she wanted to see her own parents in action. Yet she had no idea just how she was going to go about it. After all, they not only closed and locked the door, but also pulled down the window shades.

Jo-Ann finally decided Saturday morning was out of the question. Her period had come a day sooner than expected, which was just as well, since it meant she would eventually lose her own virginity a day sooner. She had gone to sleep that Saturday night feeling somewhat frustrated, yet she didn't let it bother her that much.

She woke to pitch darkness and looking at the illuminated hands of the small electric clock in her room, realized it was a little after two in the morning. After a moment of intense listening, she realized voices she had heard were not voices from a dream, but real voices. They were coming from downstairs in the family room. They had drifted up to her because her own bedroom was directly above the family room.

Curious, she slipped silently out of bed, moved down the two flights of carpeted stairs, hidden by the darkness. But as she got to the bottom, she realized there was a small lamp on in the family room, and peering inside she saw her parents. They had just returned from a party, they were half-drunk, and they were giggling.

"Come on, let's do it down here," her mother was saying.

"Fran, are you sure?" the father asked.

"Of course I'm sure," she nodded.

The mother turned around, and the father pulled down the zipper of her dress. Then there was the rustling of clothing as the two of them hurriedly got undressed.

"Dave, that prick of yours is really something," Fran was saying, making Jo-Ann realize her mother used the same words Hank had taught her.

The little girl looked at her father's penis. It was a large one, all right, though neither as long nor as thick as the one sported by Hank Justin.

"What about Jo-Ann?" her father whispered. "She might wake up."

"She won't," his wife assured him. "You just relax, for heavens' sake. She never moves once she's in bed. She'll be asleep until the morning and I'm not in the mood to climb the stairs and lock a door behind us for me to get this!" she insisted, gripping his throbbing cock.

As Jo-Ann watched, her mother fell to her knees and began sucking on her father's cock ... Jo-Ann's father's cock! She stared, astonished, finding it hard to believe her own parents did things like this, yet sure enough, there they were. So what Hank had taught her was, as he had said, something not perverted, but pure adult fun. After all, her parents were adults, and they were indulging.

Fran sucked loudly, enjoying it, making noises Jo-Ann had never made the two times she had sucked on Hank's penis. She noted the easily familiar way her parents moved, with her father holding her mother's cheeks between his palms as he pumped his cock in and out of her sucking mouth. Jo-Ann assumed this came from years of familiarity, and she wondered if she would fall into such an easy pattern once she was married for a length of time. Well she didn't have to worry about anything like that. Marriage was still a good many years off.

"Sit on the edge of the lounge," Fran instructed her husband.

"Yes, that's it," she said as the man followed her instructions.

"Come on, spread your legs farther apart. Oh, for God's sake, Dave," she hissed impatiently. "Take your pants off from around your ankles, will you. I can't even get at your balls like this."

Dave got to his feet and Jo-Ann was able to see as he stepped out of his shoes and pulled his feet out of his pants. Fran almost knocked her husband down in her eagerness to get at the penis and pull it into her mouth.

Jo-Ann went on watching, listening, thinking she might learn something. But so far, everything she had done with Hank had been more fun than she saw her parents doing.

Jo-Ann's mother was on her knees, and the young girl heard the greedy sounds of the older woman's slurping as she formed her lips into a tight vacuum around the throbbing penis.

"Ummmmmm ... hey, you're leaking lubrication, honey," Fran said to her husband. "Ummmmmmm! God! I just can't get enough of that luscious beef roll of yours. I love the size of it, the shape of it, everything about it. With a cock like this, you're a real Greek god. Ummmmmmm yummmmmmmm..."

Jo-Ann noticed her father had an extra cup-shaped piece of skin on the tip of his penis, something Hank didn't have. She noticed her mother using her tongue inside the foreskin, making her father moan and groan, after which she made an oval of her lips and began pulling on the red glans.

Dave shifted his muscular hips and continued hurling the full length of his cock into his wife's mouth with uncontrolled delight.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" he whispered. "Fuck it with your mouth, honey ... fuck it! You love my big piece of meat, don't you? Ohhhh ... easy there, careful ... watch those lovely teeth of yours. I ... uhhhh ... don't want you biting anything off. Yeah ... uuuunnnnhhhhh ... hhhhhaaaannnhhhh ... yeah ... that's it ... that's good ... you have a mouth as tight as a virgin's cunt. Jeee-ssssussssss ... I think I can feel those tonsils of yours. Oh, what a sweet pair of lips you have on you, honey."

Jo-Ann felt herself becoming aroused at the sight of what her parents were doing. She shuddered as she dipped fingers into her pajama pants and touched her clitoris, feeling sizzling sensations charge wildly through her as she touched herself.

"Oh, wow!" her mother was gasping. "My jaw hurts, lover. Mmmmm ... tell me, did you like what I did?"

Jo-Ann smiled to herself. If her mother's jaw hurt from sucking her father's penis, she wondered how her mother's jaw would feel after sucking Hank Justin's. She knew her own jaw always ached a little, but it never really hurt.

There was the heavy sound of Jo-Ann's father's breathing. He was making small gasping sounds like. "Aaaaannnnnhhhhh ... ooonnnnnhhhh. . . ." as he continued fucking his wife in the mouth.

Jo-Ann felt herself getting hotter and hotter as she continued rubbing her clitoris in spite of the fact that she had a pad on to absorb her menstrual leakage. Because she was still so young, she didn't really bleed heavily, and she had just replaced a pad before going to bed. The newer pad was still dry.

"Oh, my, this is so good," Fran was gasping, and once again used her mouth to cover the broad, blood-swollen knob.

She supported the base of it with her hand as Jo-Ann had done with Hank, and then let her mouth slide up the full length of it, withdrawing her hand at the last moment, sticking and slurping all over the throbbing organ. Jo-Ann realized her mother had to be taking a lot of that cock in her throat, and she understood that she was probably just as capable of doing the same thing with Hank's cock. From the way Dave was tensing, it looked as if he was getting ready to shoot into Fran's mouth.

But Jo-Ann was astonished to see her mother slip out of her dress and squirm from the grip her father had on the older woman's face. She was totally naked underneath, having removed her underthings when Jo-Ann had come down the stairs. She smiled at her husband and said, "Do it in the ass, this time."

"In the ass?" her husband asked, as she walked to the downstairs bathroom and returned with a tube of lubricating jelly.

"Right up the old kazoo," Fran smiled.

Jo-Ann was astonished. It never occurred to her a woman was capable of taking a penis in her rectum.

Dave took the tube of jelly, smeared some on his fingers, then pushed his fingers into his wife's behind.

"Not too much now," Fran warned. "I don't want you either falling out or going all the way up to my large intestine," she told him licentiously.

She was still wearing her high-heeled shoes which did add a sense of sensuality to her as she bent over the small lamp table after removing the lamp, her rear cheeks upward and quivering, inviting Dave to come on in.

Dave rubbed his fingers in widening circles on her rectal opening until he had covered all of the puckered rubber ring as well as the inner walls beyond with the jelly. He pressed first one finger in and out of the rectal opening, then two, and finally three.

Fran tightened and straightened up a little, her wide-apart asscheeks clenching around his probing fingers. She began moaning and writhing, squirming uncontrollably as he continued probing his fingers in and out, pushing the trio of fingers ever deeper into her narrow rectal opening, wearing down the stubborn will of the puckered sphincter. The woman's rounded assglobes pouted at him like two, white shiny orbs against the tanner color of her lower thighs.

Jo-Ann stared, awed by it all, fascinated as her father's fingers continued working in and out of the narrow aperture of her mother's ass. She wondered if her father might actually split her poor mother right in half with his hard cock.

Fran kept wriggling her buttocks toward her husband each time he thrust his fingers forward, helping him as he pushed the jelly deeper and deeper into her rear-end.

"Come on, come on, get on with it already," she panted. "Fuck my ass, Dave. Put that luscious pole of yours all the way inside me ... split me wide open with it like you always do ... stop fingering my little hole."

Dave reached out and grasped the blonde woman's writhing body as their daughter continued watching from the dark stairway. He wrapped one arm around her waist and gripped his throbbing organ with the other hand. He pushed his wife even farther across the lamp table until she was lying completely across it with her breasts dangling down one side of and her legs dangling down the other side, her toes just barely touching the floor. He parted her cheeks with one hand and nosed his hard penis against the well-greased opening as she strained her rear-end toward him.

Their heavy irregular breathing was the only sound in the night air.

Dave reached under Fran, and finding that difficult, reached around and finally managed to grab one of her full, dangling breasts. Jo-Ann wondered if she would have breasts as full as her mother's when she was fully matured. Dave jammed his thrusting cock against the tiny anal star, and the blonde woman slammed her rear straight back. That was when penetration occurred.

"Hhhhhhuuuuuunnnnnnnnggggggghhhhhhhh! Oh, Christ! Wowwwwwwwww! Yesssssssss!" the blonde woman moaned aloud.

She tightened her muscles for a moment, then relaxed. In the instant that she relaxed, he probed forward, jamming his penis that much more deeply into the center of her rear canal, feeling the rubbery narrowness of her anal opening clamp tightly around his driving thickness.

"Be mean to me!" Fran moaned. "Hurt me ... fuck me hard in the ass ... don't stop ... fuck me ... fuck, me ... fuck me..."

Jo-Ann realized her mother was enjoying what her father was doing, and she came to the natural conclusion that if she was capable of attaining satisfaction with a penis rubbing against her gullet from the inside, it was probably equally possible to attain a similar satisfaction with a penis rubbing the walls of her rectum. No wonder her mother was enjoying it so much.

Dave pulled almost all of his throbbing penis from her narrow stricture, pausing for a brief instant more for effect than anything else, and then he crammed it right back in again with a wildly vicious drive. His hands were gripping his wife's hips and Jo-Ann was able to see his fingers biting into her mother's skin. In, then out, in, then out, and she moaned and made small efforts to escape, only to arch her back again as he began another drive. He ploughed into her ass as if it were a virgin cunt, his hard cock plunging between the mounds of her white cheeks, standing there like a Greek statue, tightening, and then gasping, "AAAAAA RRRRRG GGGHHH HHH ... GGGGGH HHHAAA AAANNN NNGGGG HHHHHU UUUNNN NNGGGG HHHHHA AAAUUU GGGHHH!" as he fired his load of seminal fluid into her rectum.

Fran had her own orgasm, but it was a silent one, and she shuddered and shook the entire time, her rectal tunnel squeezing her husband's throbbing cock so tightly, it appeared she might uproot it.

The half-drank woman kept wriggling her ass toward her husband as the two of them came and came and came. Jo-Ann, still touching her clitoris, was so entranced by the sight of her parents fucking, she didn't realize she had also had a minor orgasm of sorts. It had never occurred to her to even try taking a man's penis in her rectum, and she was certain Hank Justin would never have suggested it to her, because she knew her asshole was so much tinier than her vaginal opening, and he had forewarned her, the first time they fitted his stiff length of fleshy prod into the narrow osculum that was her cunt the stretching would be uncomfortable, at best. How much more uncomfortable would it feel to have a penis in that tiny little tunnel in her rear. Yet her mother had handled it with no trouble whatsoever, loving it even when it seemed to hurt. As far as Jo-Ann was concerned, this meant she ought to be able to handle Hank's penis anywhere in her body.

Turning, the lovely golden-haired imp made her way back up to her bedroom where she slid between the sheets. Her orgasm had overpowered her and she was now more tired than she had believed. Slowly she began drifting off to dreamland, but not before she was aware of her parents coming into her room to cheek on her.

"Look at her," her mother was whispering, "Doesn't she look like an angel?"

"Yes," her father nodded. "To think, someday she'll grow up."

"And some man will do to her what you do to me," the mother smiled.

"I'll kill the son of a bitch first," Jo-Ann's father growled, and then the lovely blonde was asleep.