Chapter 6
The call came at two-thirty the next morning.
Val rolled over sleepily and mumbled into the phone, then shook Ed by the shoulder violently until he groaned and took the receiver.
Suddenly he was sitting up, wide awake and alert, barking into the phone. Two minutes later he was completely dressed and moving out the door.
Although he didn't bother to tell her, Val overheard enough to realize there was a major accident, a two-car head-on collision near the edge of the county line, which required his presence.
Wide awake herself now, she sat up in bed and lit a cigarette in the semi-darkness, thinking hard. At dinner that evening, watching her flushed, excited daughter, Val was certain her husband had taken Vicky's cherry. There was something so outrageously different about her, as if she were ready to burst with an inner secret, that Val was dead-certain.
They were the same symptoms Ed had observed earlier that day in his office, but he didn't have a woman's sharp sensitivity, especially a mother's.
Particularly a mother who wanted her daughter's hot cherry for herself.
Yet, something didn't quite fit. Val noticed there didn't seem to be any triumph in her husband's eyes, no victorious smirks or secret eye-messages to Vicky, so now Val was confused.
She was positive Vicky had lost her cherry, but not nearly as positive that Ed had taken it.
Then who?
Moving leisurely, the dark-haired swinger got out of bed. Ed would be gone for at least ninety minutes, which gave Val plenty of time to find out, and just enough time to do some lewd exploring herself.
Wearing a negligee with nothing beneath, she padded down the hallway to her daughter's bedroom and quietly opened the door and slipped inside. She moved to Vicky's bedside and sat down on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Vicky's hair.
The girl moaned and stirred in her sleep.
Val noticed that Vicky was sleeping naked tonight, probably because it was so warm. Her silky, budding breasts jutted out and when she stretched, Val held her breath and gently rolled the taut nipples in her fingers.
The girl's eyes flew open, startled.
"Oh it's you, Mom! I thought I was dreaming."
"Dad had to leave on a call," Val explained. "I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd come to bed with you for a while. Okay?"
"Sure, Mom," she said innocently.
Quickly, Val stripped naked and crawled into the warm bed beside her nude daughter. She faced Vicky, holding her in her arms, their hot tits rubbing together, their steaming crotches coming into contact. In spite of the fact that this was her own mother, Vicky moaned softly and shivered.
Val resisted the urge to confront Vicky with her suspicions right now. It would only tense her up and put her on the defensive. Later on that.
Val ran her fingers down Vicky's smooth back and lasciviously caressed her ripe naked ass, tracing her fingertip along the crack, twining one leg around Vicky's. Very gently she began to make fucking motions against her daughter.
"What... what're you doing, Mom?" Vicky whispered, a fierce stirring beginning to spark in her loins. Val's cunt was hotly soaked and when she undulated it against Vicky's tingling pussy, the girl began to tremble wildly.
"Don't resist and don't argue," Val told her in a husky commanding voice. "Mother knows best."
The switch-hitter began inching down against Vicky's hot nakedness, burying her face against the girl's swelling tits, clutching one breast firmly in her hands and tonguing and teasing the delicious burning nipple.
"Mom, don't!" Vicky whispered urgently. But the wild, teasing ripples of pleasure coursing through her tits and ass while her mother sucked and lustfully stroked brought sharp sobs to Vicky's throat. At this moment, this young teenager was both terribly confused and intensely aroused.
Her delicious sucking and fucking session with Bob the day before had started a constant blaze roaring in her young loins, and almost anyone could touch her and make her tremble fiercely with anticipation.
Especially her own sexy mother.
"Mom, why are you doing this?" she moaned, tears coming to her eyes. She made no effort to push her mother away, however. Val's burning lips and obscenely stroking fingers were kindling the wildest blaze of her life in Vicky's pulsating cunt, and she automatically spread her moist thighs wide.
Her mother's mouth was down at her belly now, and Val was hunching her shoulders beneath Vicky's satiny thighs, lifting her naked, luscious ass in her hands. Having been eaten for the first time only the day before, the madly exciting associations of those first shattering climaxes now tore through Vicky's hot blood and her cunt was already beginning to spasm in reflex and ooze honey.
She raised her knees high and held her breath, her mind whirling with confusion and shock and shame, as well as maddening excitement. Her own mother was going to go down on her!
Between her fragrant thighs, Val licked her aching lips and gripped Vicky's ass so fiercely that she couldn't wrench free. God, it looked fantastically delicious! A delicate pink feast, throbbing and dripping and beckoning just for her, the sweetest little pussy in the world because it was her own daughter's. Even if someone had gotten to it first, no one in the world could compare to Val at this, her magnificent specialty.
She was going to give her daughter the most intensely thrilling, hotly explosive, nerve-shattering blowjob of her life.
"Hang on, sweetheart," Val whispered, her eyes blazing in the semi-darkness of the bedroom.
Then with a deep moan, the swinger crushed her mouth to her daughter's juicy, boilling cunt, ramming her tongue deep to scoop up the nectar, suddenly kissing and sucking and lapping in a frenzy of ecstasy to make the teenager thrash and scream in stunned delight.
"Oh, Mom, oh, Mommmmmy! Woooeeee! Oh, Lordie, Mom, eat me, eat meeeee! Yesssss, unnngh! Going craaaazy!"
Never had any of the scores of hotly sucking pussies Val had dug into over the years triggered her delirious hunger like this indescribably delicious feast. Not only was Vicky one of the youngest and most beautiful girls she'd ever eaten, the fact that she was her own flesh and blood, her own darling daughter, drove Val to begin coming madly all over the bed while she sucked Vicky off with ravenous pleasure.
The same strange impact was racing through the teenager's fiery blood. Being sucked off by her own beautiful mother! It was so forbidden, so shocking, so guilt-ridden and utterly obscene, Vicky's fierce excitement was compounded to a feverish pitch.
The girl was screaming joyously now as her first orgasm tore through her throbbing pussy. She dug her heels into her mother's bare shoulders and swung her ass in a frenzy, jerking at Val's long hair with her fingers. With guttural moans of lust, Vicky fucked her mother's face to a savage tempo as another hot orgasm ripped through her inflamed cunt.
She'd been dreaming of Bob eating her pussy when her mother woke her up anyway, so she was primed before Val even got in her bed. But however glorious Bob's blowjob had been to her uninitiated pussy, her own mother was sparking incredible thrills in her slit, using her tongue like a furious whip, nibbling on her tiny clit-bud before snaking her long wet tongue lustfully up the girl's boiling asshole to make Vicky yelp with wanton delight.
Now both mother and daughter were erupting with come, Vicky gushing her young honey profusely into her mother's eager mouth while Val's cunt soaked the mattress beneath her, unable to wait for the actual thing.
There was nothing in creation that could fire the swinger's blood like sweet, hot young pussy, and once she locked her mouth to one, the National Guard couldn't tear her off. Since this juicy rosebud belonged to sweet Vicky, Val used every cunning trick in her vast repertoire to thrill and arouse her.
From the crying girl's squirming asshole to her luscious cunt to her sensitive clit-bud, Val traced a teasing path of lewd fire, until the pounding urge in her own pussy became too much for her.
She shifted her naked body around the bed in reverse with her dripping thighs looming over Vicky's face. In her daze of excitement and inexperience, at first Vicky didn't understand. But as Val nudged her silken nest close to the panting girl's mouth, Vicky knew what she wanted at once.
She clutched her mother's hot ripe ass in her eager fingers and tugged down, finding Val's steaming pussy with her own mouth. A low scream erupted in her throat when the squirming flesh first made contact, a cry of unashamed lust. It was nothing like Bob's pungent prick, but still, it was slippery and sweet and raw with obscene heat, grinding lasciviously into her mouth so that Val's juices were smeared all over the girl's face.
Now mother and daughter rocked in unison on the mattress in feverish sixty-nine, lips sucking madly, tongues slithering deeply and greedily, fingers exploring each other's asses and thighs and legs in frantic passion, each gushing their climaxes into the other's mouth with violent lunges.
What Vicky had discovered just a day earlier was torrid sex with the deputy sheriff, hot and exciting, an adventure into the grown-up world of lust. What she was now learning was something completely different, and devastating, because she would never be the same after this. Already she was craving more of her mother's fiery juice oozing into her tingling mouth, thrilled as her mother's ripe, sweating tits dug into her belly, delirious as she rammed her tongue up her mother's churning asshole, all the while coming in shattering waves as Val sucked her off with every fiber of her passion.
Her corruption was far from complete, but it was a hell of a beginning.
Ten minutes later, Val disengaged herself from Vicky's ferocious grasp and rolled over on her back, gasping for breath. Incoherent whimpering sounds came from Vicky's throat and she continued to come for a couple of minutes, stroking her own throbbing pussy with hot fingers.
While Vicky was calming down with shuddering breaths, Val padded to her bedroom and got the immense dildo, strapping it on tightly. She might as well go the whole route while Ed was gone, give Vicky the ride of her life before her father got to her with his colossal, greedy cock.
She hurried back to Vicky's bedroom, where her daughter lay sobbing and twitching and panting on her bed. Vicky's eyes widened enormously when she saw the huge dildo.
"Oh Christ, Mom, what's that?"
"Won't hurt you, baby," Val told her in a soothing voice, climbing on top of the girl's trembling flesh. For a minute she kissed her daughter passionately on the lips, teasing only her cunt-lips with the gigantic head of the cock.
Then Val switched it on and cautiously inserted the knob of the humming monster into Vicky's tight pussy. The girl gasped and quivered wildly, clawing her mother's back.
"Oh, Mom! Oh shit, honest, it's too much! Unnnngh!"
"You'll stretch in a minute, baby," Val assured her tenderly, fucking her naked daughter with very slow careful strokes. The transition took place in about a minute. Vicky began moaning deeply and rubbing her moist palms in a frenzy over Val's back, raising her knees high for deeper penetration. She shook her head deliriously from side to side, unable to express the shattering thrills she felt in her silken cunt, the quivering mounds of the giant dick tingling wildly against every particle of nerve-screaming pussy-flesh.
The swift, violent events of the past few hours were almost unbearable to the sensitive teenager, first getting eaten by and losing her precious cherry to a deputy sheriff and now being savagely shocked and thrilled by her own depraved mother, every gland and nerve and cell in Vicky's tender young body quivering insanely as Val pumped deeper and deeper with the mammoth prick.
Then Val hit the red button.
Instantly Vicky's naked body shook like a leaf in a hurricane as the most unbearably exciting shock jolted through her tender, inflamed cunt and raced to every inch of her perspiring body. Her nipples tingled wildly and her toes curled and she tried desperately to scream her bliss but couldn't find her breath.
As feverishly tempted as Val was to hold the jolting button down—her vicious streak never failed to come out, not even with her own helpless daughter—she released it just in time.
But that ten-second luxury left painful teeth marks on Val's shoulders and red trails on her back that looked like a road map of lust.
Vicky was quickly turning into a mad animal now, the ruthlessly fucking dildo transforming her into an hysterical writhing maelstrom of sex, her newly unleashed sex glands blazing away in an uncontrollable fury.
The teenage innocent wasn't just being corrupted. She was being turned into a nymphomaniac by her own rape-crazed mother. A switch-hitting nympho at that!
For a cunning pussy-eating expert like Val to go down on Vicky's tender cunt with every captivating trick she knew, and then to ravage the stunned girl with the dangerously designed prick, more an instrument of bizarre torture than ecstasy, was tantamount to playing pussy-roulette with her mind.
Now, just as Vicky screamed with a new explosive climax and shook her ripe ass furiously, Val deliberately switched off the dildo and withdrew all of it except an inch.
"Oh, Mom, no!" the girl wailed frantically. "Don't stop. I'll go crazy! I wanna keep coming, Mom! Fuck me, pleeeeeease!"
"First tell me something and make it the truth," hissed Val, watching her daughter's contorted face intently. "You lost your cherry recently, didn't you? Didn't you!"
Sobbing and trembling, feeling as if her fiery pussy would explode into a thousand fragments if she didn't finish coming, Vicky was in no position to lie.
"Yes! I couldn't help it, Mom, I was too hot!"
"To who?" Val asked quickly, a stab of jealousy and rage sweeping through her blood. "Who was it?"
"Bob, Dad's deputy! At our cabin on the cliff... Fuck me now, Mom, hurry! Eeeeeee!"
Savagely, Val pressed the red button and rammed the monstrous cock deeply into Vicky's tiny slit. But after fifteen seconds she regained her shaky control and released the shocking current, leaving her daughter a whimpering, twitching mass of raw nerves, a mindless fucking machine that couldn't stop.
Debbie's husband! Of all the goddamn luck, seethed Val. While she and her husband were teasing and raping Debbie, her husband was taking their daughter's priceless cherry! But as angry as Val was, she couldn't fail to see the humor in the strange situation. Christ, when you got right down to it, she and Ed deserved it! At least the lewd swinger had the dubious consolation that it wasn't her husband who had beaten her to Vicky's sweet cunt.
Now Val resumed pumping into Vicky with slower, more tender strokes, avoiding the risky red button to let Vicky get her rocks off in a breathtaking series of orgasms. You couldn't blame the girl. She'd been ripe to the point of bursting. Of course if Ed found out, it was all over for Debbie's husband.
But as Val stroked the gigantic rod lustfully inside her wailing daughter's furiously sucking pussy, and her mind searched all the angles of the situation, she could find no profit in telling her husband about Bob. It would lead to violence, for certain. They already had Bob's wife, the tawny, hot-pussied blonde, on the hook.
And Val herself found the idea of making it with Bob intriguing. He was a good-looking stud, well-built, and well-hung as far as she could tell.
No, the safest course would be to keep quiet about it and let Ed think he'd taken Vicky's cherry himself. Val would coach Vicky on how to act when he screwed her, how to shriek with pain, and he wouldn't suspect a thing. He was hardly qualified on a technical basis to find out if Vicky was a cherry. She could have broken the thin membrane in her pussy by masturbating, as most girls did.
So while the dark-haired switch-hitter continued raping her own thrilled and dazed daughter to a feverishly obscene rhythm, as her mind sorted and probed all tne selfish angles of the complex situation, she didn't hear the downstairs door open.
Or hear footsteps on the stairs.
Or know ihat, in about one more shattering minute, all her devious and cunning plans were for nothing.