Chapter 7
After they'd tucked Larry into his own bed, mother and daughter went to the bathroom to share a hot tub. It was while they were soaking the jizz and pussy juice from their naked bodies that Ginger asked an inevitable question.
"Well, Morn, I'm not trying to stick my nose in your business," she cautiously said, "but have you been fucking anybody else besides me and Larry lately?"
Kate Ryan looked closely at her nervous daughter. She could read the sighs—the wrinkled brow, the tightly drawn corners at the mouth. Obviously, Ginger was asking this particular question before she got asked it herself.
"How's this, dear? If either of us has been fucking somebody else, let's tell each other at the same time," Kate suggested. "When I count to three?"
Ginger hesitated a moment, then took a deep breath and nodded in agreement.
"One," said Kate. "Two ... "
Ginger took another, even deeper breath in the remaining second.
"Three ... "
"Uncle J-Jim," Ginger stammered in admission. "I fucked Uncle—"
And then Ginger stopped short, believing she'd been fooled. Her mother bad remained silent.
"Damn you to hell, Mom! What a rotten trick! I'll get even with you for this!"
"We're already even," Kate sighed.
"H-huh?"
"Jim fucked me, too," Kate revealed. "No wonder the poor guy left town. Must've been scared out of his mind that he'd get caught in the middle."
"He's gone?" Ginger asked.
"With the Wind," Kate wistfully answered.
"God only knows where to."
Ginger thought soberly about that for a moment or two, but then a devilish smile crept across her normally angelic features. "Gone now, maybe, but not for long. 'Cause let's face it, Mom, any guy who could stay away from a couple of pieces of asses like us'd never have had the balls to fuck us in the first place."
It made sense to Kate. And just then, when the phone rang, both she and her daughter were betting on the same long shot.
When the cold sweat had seized him that night in his apartment, he'd fled from the nightmare he'd convinced himself his life had become and run all the way to the nearest bus station. Buying a fare to anywhere, he just rode until the driver told him he'd reached his supposed destination. Then Jim stepped out in the middle of God knew where. After coffee and a hamburger, he went to the ticket window and paid his way back home.
How long had the whole crazy thing taken? Jim rubbed his unshaven face when he was back in familiar surroundings and guessed two days growth of beard. But he had no interest in a razor, a shower, or his apartment. Instead, he went to the nearest pay phone and dialed his sister's number.
"Hello?" Kate answered.
"Sis, it's me—Jim. I've got to talk to you right away. Just got back into town, and—"
"Then, c'mon over," Kate said without hesitation.
"That's what I had in mind, sis. Something important I need to talk to you about. Why I left town ... and why I'm back. Are you alone?"
"Clint's still gone on business, if that's what you mean," Kate said.
Jim told her he'd be there as quickly as he could, then hung up and was on his way to a collision course with destiny. He just hoped that confession was as good for the soul as it was claimed to be. For his plan was to let the chips fall where they may, telling his sister that he'd fucked her daughter and throwing himself on Kate's mercy. It was the only way he could think of to get the monkey off his back. But little did he suspect what really awaited him.
For, at the other end of the line, all his sister had needed to do when he was talking to her was nod and her daughter knew who'd called. And then, in the moments afterward, while Jim was hailing a taxi, a conversation took place which sealed his fate in a way which he had no way of anticipating ...
"Then it really was him, Mom?" Ginger said excitedly when Kate set down the phone. "Uncle Jim?"
"He's on his way over right now."
"What for?"
"Sounds a lot like he has a guilty conscience," Kate chuckled.
"So what're you going to do when he gets here, Mom?"
"Not just me, dear—us," Kate said, smirking. "If we did it with him separately, there's no reason we can't do it together."
"Mom, you mean? ... "
Kate nodded. "Fuck him!"
"Just like that?"
"Well, now that you mention it, I did have a special twist or two in mind," a scheming Kate told her very curious daughter. "After all, we have some getting even to do for the way your uncle, shall we say, took advantage of us in his office? Like, uh, let me put it this way. Ever wondered what it'd be like to rape a man?"
"Oh, Mom!" Ginger blurted with runaway anticipation. "Do you really think we could?"
"Oh, yes!"
By the time Jim reached his sister's house, his fatigue from, his aimless trip had been replaced by a sense of mission. Regardless of the consequences telling his sister the truth was the right thing to do. Then, if Kate forgave him, he'd pack up his shingle and start all over again in another state. A doctor could always make a living somewhere.
When be rang the bell, nobody answered. Then Jim noticed that the lights weren't on inside the house. He didn't know what to think. Then thought became a total impossibility because some unseen force cruelly separated him from his wits by knocking him cold.
By the time Jim was aware of anything again, he guessed he was dreaming. How else to explain the sensation that he was tied down? The demons of his guilt, he figured, had somehow seized control of his mind to inflict a nightmare of punishment. Then he was even surer of it, as the mocking images of the two objects of his forbidden incestuous desire materialized—his sister and niece.
"So," a leering Kate called to him through his mental fog, "you tricked us both, did you?"
"Really thought you could get away with it, didn't you?" Ginger added.
"I-I was going to tell you," Jim stammered. "Believe me. I'm ready to get whatever I deserve."
"Hear that, Ginger?" Kate snickered. "The doctor's going to take his medicine."
"Well," Ginger laughed, "then he's in for one strong dose. And this time, we're the doctors."
"Whatever it is," Jim croaked, "just go ahead and get it over with."
"Close your eyes," one of them taunted him. "Medicine always goes down easier that way."
Jim slipped back into darkness. After he did, the sound of female laughter swirled around him. Then he sensed an unmistakable presence directly above him. Indeed, he could smell it, with the distinctive aroma drawing nearer until he realized that he was about to get a faceful of ...
"Pussy," he moaned, identifying the musky scent a split-second before his mouth was sealed by juicy, hairy cuntmeat.
"That's right, Uncle Jim," Ginger said from on top of him. "Mom and I don't have a stitch on now. From here on in, you're our own personal sex slave. That's your medicine. And, Uncle Dear, that means a double-dose of sucking and fucking."
"What my darling daughter is trying to say, Brother Dear," Kate lilted, "is that this is rape. So, like they say—relax and, mmmm, enjoy it."
Then, already blinded by his niece's hairy cunt, Jim felt his naked sister straddling his loins. That was when, in addition to being tied down, he became aware that he was also naked. For he abruptly felt his sister's meaty cunt bearing down against his equally bare cock and balls.
"Now the thing about women raping men," Kate cheerfully noted, settling into the saddle of her brother's captive crotch, "is that there's always supposed to be the chance that the poor guy won't be able to get it up. But, ahhh, I don't buy that."
And then Kate began rubbing her pussy over Jim's prick and nuts. His hips quickly lurched, as a torrent of blood uncontrollably rushed between his legs.
"See what I mean, Brother Dear?" Kate teased. "Now you don't seem to be having much trouble getting it up to be raped, do you?"
Her pussy rubbed some more. As though it had a mind of its own, Jim's expanding cock squirmed like a snake that was trying to burrow into the nearest tunnel.
"Oh, yes," Kate sighed, "no problem at all." She lifted her loins just enough to encourage the result she wanted. On cue, her brother's stiffened prick sprang straight up in hot pursuit of her raised cunt. Then back down Kate dipped, her pussy lips sliding around Jim's straining cock head.
"Now," she purred, hesitating before she took the whole of her brother's prick with her cunt, "it wouldn't be rape without something kinky, right?"
Kate's cunt started lowering inch by inch on Jim's cock. And as it did, she strained from within to produce the kinky something she'd promised. While she bore down, her dripping pussy's warm, wet, gushing flow told Jim that she was pissing all over his trapped prick! By the time she'd forced his cockmeat into her slippery pussy to his balls, Jim was lying in a pool of Kate's liquid gold.
It was the dirtiest thing that any woman bad ever done to him. But then his attention shifted to the equally dirty girl in his face, as Ginger reminded her uncle that she was her mother's daughter by uncorking her own cunt and peeing in Jim's mouth.
"Hope he doesn't drown," the pissing teen ... giggled from her perch as her cunt flooded her uncle's throat.
"Don't worry, I'll give him something to live for," her mother giggled back.
And then Kate did what she did best fucking. Her cunt now started to rise and fall on Jim's cock. Still choking down Ginger's bittersweet pee, he responded to the friction between his legs by automatically rolling his hips.
"Oh, Mom," Ginger noted, "you've already got him in the groove. Just wish I could get his tongue working up my cunt half as good as his cock is moving in your pussy."
"You want it, sweetie, we'll make it happen," mother assured daughter. "This is rape. He doesn't have any choice."
That said, Kate reached down into the crush of loins and grabbed her brother's balls. She squeezed them very, very bard.
"Hurts like blazes, doesn't it, Jim?" she then called to her tortured brother. "Well, I'll rip 'em off your crotch unless you give my little girl a cuntful of tongue and fuck her with it right damned now!"
"OOOOh, Mom, that got it done!" Ginger groaned with pleasure. "Just got so much of Uncle Jim's tongue up my pussy that I'll bet he can't be fucking you with that much more cock."
"Then the two of us shouldn't have any trouble coming together, honey," Kate suggested.
"Right on, Mom!" Ginger agreed.
They put their cunts to work, Ginger's twisting to cork screw her uncle's hiked tongue, Kate's sliding up and down Jim's cock. Before long, both daughter and mother were gasping on the orgasmic brink. With each sensing the other was ready to come, they fell into a tit rubbing, hug on top of the action, trading tongues iii a slurping soul kiss as they climaxed at the same time.
Now it was female cum rather than piss which escaped from their oozing cunts. It poured down Jims throat from his niece's cunt, while his sister's leaking pussy juice drenched his cock and balls. Never had any man had more reason to feel so totally raped.
"Mmmm, what a trip," Ginger sighed to her mother when they broke their kiss. "Now let's switch places and do it all over again."
Kate agreed. And so Jim got a moment of temporary relief while mother and daughter changed positions on top of him. Then it was his sister's cunt which now spread its rubbery lips over his mouth and all but sucked his tongue up into it. At his crotch, however, where his niece now held sway, Jim sensed that his prick was slated for something besides just fucking.
Then Jim felt the extreme tightness, like a noose around his cock head. And when he overheard his sister responding to what her daughter was doing with his cock, he knew for sure he hadn't plugged into, Ginger's cunt.
"What, you little sneak," Kate said to Ginger. "That's not trading places with me, it's cheating! If I'd known you planned to take your uncle's cock that way, I'd have stayed put and done it myself."
"I know," Ginger chuckled, "that's why I had to trick you—before you thought of it on your own.. Now just watch me put it in all the way and eat your heart out, Mom."
"Mmm, yeah," Kate sighed with admiration, as her daughter began inching down Jim's standing boner. "No way I can be too jealous when it's my own little girl putting on this kind of show. Know I must've done something right raising you when you've turned out like this."
"That'll get you another kiss, Mom," Ginger promised, "just as soon as I have Uncle Jim right where I want him so I can come."
She paused, taking a deep breath, literally screwing herself down Jim's long, thick prick.
"Ahhh, his cock's really getting up into me now," Ginger sighed. "You know the feeling, don't you, Mom? Nothing else like it, not even when you're taking a guy with your pussy."
"Now you are making me jealous," Kate sighed back.
"Then why don't you make Uncle Jim's tongue do the same thing to you that I'm making his cock do to me?" Ginger said. "After all, he is our slave. This is rape."
"Say no more, you talked me into it," Kate answered, already shifting her cunt off her brother's mouth to center his tongue a notch away.
"Is he yet?" Ginger asked her mother about Jim's tongue while penetrating herself with even more of his cock.
"He's wiggling it ... squirming like a snake," Kate reported. "Ooooh, he's in! Starting to ream me out."
Ginger answered, "Must agree with him, 'cause his cock's starting to jump in me."
"Are you gonna come then?" mother asked daughter.
"Only when you do, too, Mom."
"Then kiss me, darling, kiss me!"
So once again, as mother and daughter came, they hugged and plunged their tongues down one another's throat. This time, however, as the stud-service for their shared climaxes, Jim wasn't on the receiving end of their pussy juice. Instead, he choked down a pungent fart from Kate and felt Ginger's slimy shit seeping down his hilted cock. For, at this point in the rape, he was sucking and fucking their raw asses.
"Mmmmm, that was fabulous," Ginger murmured to her mom when the orgasmic kiss ended. "Only thing, though, is that I don't understand why Uncle Jim hasn't come yet, too."
Kate laughed. "Simple. We haven't given him permission. We're raping the poor guy, remember? He knows the rules. Doesn't make a move without our say-so."
"So when do we say so, Mom?" Ginger anxiously quizzed. "I'm dying for a load of hot jizz."
"Straight up your greedy, little, fucked butt, I suppose," Kate teased.
"Would you be any different if you were the one sitting on Uncle Jim's hard cock, taking every inch where you shit?"
"Suppose I was? What would you be doing then?" Kate countered.
"Doing whatever I could to make Uncle Jim come for you," Ginger maintained. "'Cause then, once his cock had shot its wad, you could sit on my face while I sucked all that creamy jizz out of your fucked ass. Just like you'll be doing to me, Mom if you're half the good sport I hope you are."
Here, Ginger stopped to beam a smile that was calculated to be irresistible.
"Besides, Mom, when was the last time you turned down your little girl?"
"You're a spoiled bitch, you know that, don't you?" mother told daughter, but with loving affection.
"Then what're you waiting for, Mom? Give me my way!"
So now Kate left her brother's face. His tongue jerked from her tight asshole with a moist pop. Thin she was crawling around to the other end of the action. When she arrived, her mouth seized Jim's balls and started slurping. Meanwhile, Ginger's ass began rising and falling, over whelming his cock with the tightest possible friction.
However, despite her mother's sucking and her own butt-fucking technique, it was really what Ginger now said which made the difference. "Come, slave, come!" she sharply commanded her raped uncle. "That's an order! Come in my ass, slave!"
Jim's eyes rolled. His tongue hung out of his mouth as he gasped. Raped into helplessness, he let his erotic reflexes take over, then came harder than he ever had come in his life.
"Mmmm, what a load!" his niece squealed from on top of him as his jizz spurted from his cock into her ass. "Uncle Jim, you come even more when you're raped than when you're playing doctor."
She'd get no argument out of him. For now that the tables were turned and he was on the receiving end, he wouldn't have missed being a so-called victim for anything.
"Oooh," he moaned with satisfaction, his cock drained now as he watched his ass-fucked niece wriggle off of it, "I gotta be the luckiest guy in the world to be in the same family as you two. Just ... well ... thanks, for fucking me to my senses."
Jim knew by now, of course, that he hadn't dreamed a moment of it. For if he had, he'd still be wallowing in his own guilt. It-had taken his sister and niece, together in the flesh, to teach him that to fuck and be fucked is so right under any circumstances that it can never be wrong.
And so, at this point, Jim laid back and watched the action continue without his direct participation in an all-female vein for the time being. His sister and niece curled into position beside him, Ginger drawing her legs all the way back over her head to jack-knife her naked body while Kate feasted on the cum-filled teenaged ass that Jim himself had been raped into fucking.
It wouldn't end there, though. Not with Kate and Ginger calling the shots. Before long they would untie Jim from the bed. And then they were ready for the rope to be used on them. How temptingly helpless they appeared when Jim had lashed them down, and then raped them every bit as wonderfully as they'd raped him.