Chapter 4
When they finished their drinks, Colin and Marie moved into a passionate embrace during which he fondled her buttocks with one hand while the children stared in rapt fascination at their rubbing bodies and wetly mashing mouths.
The embrace ended and the children saw the big bulge in his pants and the look of sexual arousal on his face as well as their mother's.
"Well, Clark," Colin said as he began unbuttoning his shirt, "shall you and I get things started by taking off a few clothes?"
Pleased at being accepted as an equal, the boy got to his feet and began undressing, trying to appear calm and composed despite the hammering of his heart.
"We'll leave our briefs on to tease the girls," his father told him. "Have you got a hard-on?"
"Yes."
"That's the way it should be. We'll let them have a look at the bulges but we'll make them wait to see the real thing."
And then both males stood clad in briefs only. The man wore clinging nylon briefs through which they saw his big, hard, throbbing organ. Clark wore simple white cotton briefs which also showed that he had an erection.
"Let's let the girls have a little feel," Colin said and he and Clark walked to the couch, the man standing close to Betty, Clark going to the younger girl.
Both girls appeared eager as they reached to feel the hard lumps. Betty squeezed the big pole, then her hand moved under it to feel the rest of the equipment which bulged the clinging nylon. After a little while, they changed positions and Clark used both hands to steal a feel of his sister's big breasts.
"Isn't he the sneaky one," his mother commented with a grin. "Did you see the way he went for her tits?"
"That's my boy," Colin said with a proud expression as he backed away from the girl, deciding his penis had been fondled enough for the time being.
"How would you like to come and feel these, dear?" Marie asked as she stood and fondled her breasts.
His reaction was instant as he hurried to his mother and reached for the jutting mounds in the front of her dress, his hands rubbing and squeezing.
"All right ladies," Colin called, "it's time to take dresses and slips off and show us your bras and panties."
"Unhook me, dear," Marie said to her son and turned her back to him.
He slipped the hook at the top of her dress, then slid the long zipper all the way down, his eyes feasting on her smooth, tanned skin and the taut strap of her bra against it. His left hand moved inside her dress to rub the bare, smooth skin, while the other hand went around her to feel a breast again, an exciting return visit.
"Out of the way, you," she told him and removed the hand from her breast.
She pushed her dress down to her waist and Clark saw how the cups of her bra jutted, saw the warm looking white valley between, then she was working the dress down over her wide flaring hips, it fell to her feet and she smiled warmly as she stepped out of it.
At the sight of her, the boy gave a little cry of raw lust, then she held her arms open and he stepped into a thrilling embrace. While she rubbed her hands up and down his back, he found the courage to do the same to her. It wasn't long before his hands had found the firmness of her nylon sheathed buttocks and he was rubbing ardently there while her body rubbed against the form of his hard penis.
"Come on you two," Colin said, giving his son a smack on the bottom, "break it up and let the others unveil."
As Clark and his mother turned to watch, Debbie removed her dress on command and showed a little bra that seemed hardly necessary at all and a pair of sheer, white nylon panties which hugged a cute, slightly rounded tummy and snugged in her crotch.
With a smile of approval, Colin turned her around and they admired a nicely rounded bottom. His right hand confirmed that her buttocks were firm and would be a delight to spank. He heard her sigh as he squeezed one cheek, then the other, then he patted her bottom and straightened up.
"You're a real little beauty, Debbie," he told her, "and you're going to get better day by day. Before you know it, you're going to have a figure like Betty's. And speaking of your figure, Betty, get out of your dress and let us have a look. Here, I'll unhook it for you."
He opened the back of her dress and held his breath as, with trembling fingers, she took it off.
There were sighs and gasps of approval all around and the young beauty beamed, excitement taking the place of nervousness as she turned slowly to display all her charms to the eyes of her family.
"Come here, baby," her father told her, "Daddy wants a kiss and a feel."
As she approached him, he caught the cups of her bra with both hands and fondled them, then he took her in his arms for a passionate kiss and busied both hands on her bottom, a thing of beauty, a pair of firm cheeks which slipped easily under his rubbing hands. While he fondled her buttocks, his penis throbbed strongly as he anticipated baring and spanking them.
"Isn't she beautiful, darling?" Marie asked as she went to the embracing couple and ran her hands all the way down her daughter's back, from her shoulders, down over her clinging, pink panties where she paused for a while, then down her thighs.
She hadn't intended doing it, but she pressed her body against her daughter's and put her arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace. Penis envy had never been Marie's thing, but at that moment, she wished that she had one, a big stiff one, to push into the lovely body of the girl who trembled with arousal in the shared embrace with her mother and father.
"Boy, what a tasty looking sandwich," Clark said aloud and was rewarded by giggles.
"I know how tasty your mother is," Colin said as he stepped out of the embrace. "I've eaten her cunt, her ass and her tits often enough to be an expert on that score. Tonight I'm going to taste your yummy looking sisters."
"Boy, that sure sounds like fun, Daddy. Do I get to taste them too?"
"You sure do. We're going to have a very long lesson in sex education tonight."
"Do I get to taste Mom's too?"
"If you want to, lover boy and I do hope you want to," she told him as she rubbed a hand slowly along the crotch of her panties. "I'm getting the lunch warm for you right now. Your father knows a lot about how hot and juicy I can get it."
"What are Debbie and I going to be doing while all this is going on?" Betty wanted to know.
"The same thing, my dear. Not only men eat pussy, you know."
"Ooh, that caught me by surprise," Marie told her daughters. "There's just no keeping up with that sexy father of yours. I've never touched a twat, except my own and no woman has ever touched mine."
"Then you'll be learning along with Debbie and me."
"I guess I will. My, this party gets better as it goes along. All I need now is for someone to do something about this cool ass of mine."
"My pleasure, darling," her husband told her, "but first, I think you'd better explain it to them so there won't be any confusion in their minds."
"Sure. You see, dears, I'm one of those lucky people who enjoys being spanked. The harder I get it the better I like it. It stings like mad and I cry a lot, but don't let that fool you. No matter how loud my crying gets, I'll be loving every stinging smack."
"How can that be?" Clark asked. "If it hurts it can't be fun."
"You're so wrong, darling," she told him, as her hands went behind her to rub her nether cheeks warmly in anticipation. "Eventually, you'll learn all about masochism. Most people have a latent penchant for it, but many of them just never find out about it. Your wonderful father brought out my masochistic streak into the open just before we were married and it turned out to be a mile wide."
"She's right," Colin told the children. "Keep that in mind when I'm spanking her and she's crying her head off. She'll be loving every smack and she'd get angry if I stopped too soon."
"Boy, I can hardly wait to see this," Clark said, his eyes sparkling.
"Are you going to be as anxious when the time comes for you to lie across my thighs and have your ass well spanked?"
"Uh, I don't think so. Am I going to get spanked too?"
"You all are," Colin informed them, "but not this evening. We'll save that for later."
All eyes were on him as he pushed his briefs down and allowed them to fall at his feet. He posed, hands on his hips, his stiff penis twitching, the head a big velvet plum.
There were loud gasps from the children at the sight of the massive organ.
"I swear it's even bigger than Father Trudeau's," Betty said.
"It's probably longer," her mother told her. "I understand from what I've read that most men have six inches or less. That magic wand is a full seven when it's hard and when it's poked up your cunt or ass, you can really fell the length of it."
"Does Daddy really stick it up your ass?" Betty asked. "Do you like it that way?"
"Yes, dear, once in a while, for a change. I'm often in the mood for a ass shot after a really hard spanking, when my ass cheeks are tingling and really feeling like they're on fire. Usually though, I prefer to take it in my puss-puss."
"That's the way you're going to get it tonight, my dear," her husband told her as he went to her and unhooked her bra.
He stood behind his wife so that he would not block the children's view of her breasts, then slipped the garment off and heard their sighs and gasps as they saw her big, firm, luscious breasts with the pink nipples perched on the tips like winking beacons.
Reaching around her, he fondled them and soon had her nipples erected, to the delight, especially, of Clark and Debbie. Betty knew all about erecting nipples, having played with hers before and during masturbation.
"They're beautiful, Mother," Betty said. "My God, they're as firm as teenage tits."
"They're really not, darling," her mother replied, "but thanks for saying it. Still, considering my age, I have to be pleased with the way they've stayed so firm."
"They're very firm and beautiful and I'm proud of them," Colin announced, "but we're going to see a bit more of your mother's beauty. I'm going to take down her panties now. It's time for spanky-spank. Get a load of the most beautiful ass in the world."
Marie went to the armless chair with him, firm breasts bouncing with each step, then he was seated and she stood between his legs. His hands went around her and fondled her buttocks through her panties, then he began scolding her.
"I caught you fingering your little cunny, Marie," he scolded. "You've been warned about that too often. This time, you're going to be punished."
"How are you going to punish me, Daddy?" she asked in an excitingly childish tone.
"How do you think? By baking you a cake, perhaps? No, my dear, I'm going to take your panties down, take you across my lap and give your bare ass a spanking."
"Oh please, Daddy, not that. Please don't spank my poor little ass. I won't finger my cunny anymore. I promise."
"You probably will, you sexy, cunt happy little girl, but the next time you do it, you'll remember the spanking I'm going to give you now."
They went on playing the game for a little while and then Colin was scolding her as he slowly lowered her black nylon panties and bared the lovely white cheeks and deep crack of her behind.
When the panties stretched across her thighs, close to the tops of her nylons, it still looked as though she were wearing panties, skin tight, skin colored panties. Her body was well tanned, but there was the triangle of white where her bathing trunks had protected her from the sun.
"How white her ass is," Colin commented aloud as his hands moved over it, "but we'll soon change white to red, won't we?"
Marie pleaded again that her Daddy not spank her, then, on command, she walked around to his right. He ordered her to stand there while the children admired her tummy and mons veneris, then he ordered his wife to lie across his lap for her spanking.
She was pleading and sobbing impressively as she did so, squirming over his thighs until she was content that her bared bottom was well presented for the promised spanking.
While the children stared, Colin played with his wife's naked buttocks, obviously enjoying himself and keeping her squirming.
"I'm almost ready to start spanking your ass now, Marie," he told her. "It's really a lovely ass and I enjoy spanking it and making you cry."
"Oh please, Daddy, don't spank me. Don't do it," she sobbed, squirming hotly across his thighs and his throbbing tool.
His reply was a hard slap on her right buttock. The sound rang loudly through the room, causing the audience to gasp and drawing a little yelp from the naked victim.
"There, you bad girl, that's what you get for fingering your twat, that and this ... and this ... and this..." he said as his open hand rose and fell, each fall ending with a loud slap on her big, bouncing ass.
Marie began to sob, then as her buttocks took on a warm, pink hue, her sobs turned to crying. Colin's eyes were shining with excitement as he went right on scolding and spanking the crying woman.
"Oh Daddy ... SPANK ... Daddy ... my ass ... SPANK ... it's all hot ... SPANK ... Daddy ... please stop ... SPANK ... ow."
"Is it hot? ... SPANK ... that's nice, Marie ... SPANK ... I'll bet your little cunt ... SPANK ... was hot when you ... SPANK ... fingered it ... SPANK ... Now I'm going to go ... SPANK ... right on spanking you ... SPANK ... and make your ass ... SPANK ... a lot hotter ... SPANK ... SPANK."
While the watching children trembled with excitement, Colin went on spanking and scolding his crying wife. Her buttocks became covered with a warm pink flush, but his hand continued to rise and fall. Marie kicked her nylon sheathed legs as she lay crying in sweet submission, making the scene more exciting for Colin and his audience. He loved it when she began kicking. It meant that she was really feeling the maximum sting and enjoying it.
Pink turned to red as her big behind bounced under his slapping hand and then the hand came down hard on her left cheek and it remained there, squeezing, letting her know the spanking was finished. As she continued to cry softly, Colin invited the children to come closer.
"Find out what a well spanked ass feels like," he told them as they hurried to their softly crying mother.
Clark was first to get his hands on his mother's red bottom, then his sisters were following suit, her buttocks big enough to provide plenty of feeling room.
Her crying stopped and then she was sobbing. As she lay submissively, the children marveled at the heat they found in her silken nether cheeks. More than just marveling, Clark felt a churning in his loins which told him he was in danger of ejaculating.
"That's enough for now, kids," their father told them. "I have to give Mother her after spanking treatment."
The children stepped back and as Marie got to her feet, they saw that tears were still running down her cheeks while her hands rubbed another pair of cheeks, big red ones.
Clark was not surprised at discovering that he did not own the only erection in the room as he saw his father lead Marie to the wide couch where she lay face down, her red behind twitching as though it still felt the slapping hand which had so well colored it.
Bending over his quietly sobbing wife, Colin held her hips and began kissing and licking her red behind. He made the big rounds wet all over, then he began to lick her crack, parting the cheeks with his hands so that he could get his tongue well into it.
Marie stopped sobbing and began to groan, then her behind came up and her head stayed down on the couch as she knelt, her red behind swaying.
Colin took a different grip on his wife, his arms wrapping around her, one hand working in her crotch, his face pressed into her crack.
"He's either sucking or licking her hole," Clark whispered to Betty.
"Yes, I think he's licking. Isn't it exciting?"
"It sure is and he's fingering her cunt as well."
"It would be worth taking a spanking for that, I guess," she whispered and he heard a little sigh, "if you get all that after it's over."
"I could do it to you right now," Clark told her in whisper as he rubbed his stiff penis on her left thigh.
"I'd love it, Clark, but I don't think we should. We'd better wait until they tell us to."
They heard a series of low grunts break from the woman on the couch, then they grew louder until they blended into a high pitched, quavering wail and Betty knew she was climaxing.
"She's coming," she said more loudly than she had intended.
They saw their father pull the woman's behind back more tightly against his invading face and he kept it there until the noise passed and his wife sighed softly.
When he released her, she rolled over onto her back and opened her legs wide so that Clark and his sisters were able to stare into her crotch.
"Now kiddies," Colin told them, "watch closely and I'll give you a demonstration of cunt lapping. She had one come already so her pussy will be nice and juicy to suck."
He lowered himself into position and they saw him lick around her inner thighs, his tongue moving slowly closer to the slit which was its target. Marie moved a hand down her body, into her crotch and the tips of her fingers parted the soft, warm looking lips of her cunt as though in invitation.
They heard a low growl from their father as they stared, crouched as close to the scene as they could get, then his mouth was on their mother's organ and they heard him sucking wetly while his hands rubbed her smooth skin.
"Oh it's sweet," their mother groaned, "it's so sweet. Oh God, how he sucks. He must be the best cunt lapper in the world."
She went on babbling for a while, then an expression of pain came over her face, she gasped, caught her breath, then orgasm swept over her again as her husband's tongue gave her clitoris a few finishing licks, then he hunched beside her, his penis twitching as he stared at her naked, jerking body while she grunted and groaned through a very strong orgasm.
"Oh darling," she sighed after a little while, "that had to be the biggest and best ever. It was like death."
"A happy death, I hope," her husband commented.
"A very happy one, you wonderful, darling killer."
"Well there's going to be another one soon," he told her. "I'm going to ride your red ass and kill this thing," he went on, waving his erection at her. "I'm going to go up your juicy cunt with it and let you strangle him. You really know how to do it, baby."
"Yes darling, yes," she panted as she turned around and knelt on her hands and knees, her crotch open wide to admit him from behind.
Crouching, Clark gazed into her mother's wide crotch and saw the wetness of it and of her inner thighs. Juice had trickled all the way down to the tops of her nylons.
As the children stared intently, Colin knelt up with his penis in his right hand and moved against the big red buttocks of his wife. They saw his tool go between white, smooth thighs, then it was in her crotch.
Marie groaned and her body trembled, then they could see the swollen head finding the wet slit and pushing in. Colin pushed just the head into her slit and the children were able to see how it stretched what had been a slit, so that it became a big circle. After that, he pushed it in, a little at a time until the whole seven inches of it was inside her organ and she was sighing and jerking her rosy behind against him.
Unhurriedly, Colin renewed his grip on her, then his long, strong tool was sliding easily in and out of her as he spanked her arched behind with his tummy.
While Colin rode his wife's red behind, the children stared and exchanged comments. From the vantage point he had chosen, Clark was able to watch the pistoning rod and fondled his mother's thighs at the same time. He found it exciting to start with his hands just below the expanded tops of her nylons, then feel his way up over her silken skin.
When he found no objection to that, he allowed one hand to move under her, rubbing her smooth belly, then moving back to the thick foliage of her mons veneris. He squeezed the firm mound and heard an extra sigh from his mother.
"Oh Christ, I'm going to come again," she panted.
"Good timing," her husband told her. "Let 'er go, I'll be right behind you."
He stepped up the pace of his ride and the children heard his belly slap-slapping against their mother's ass as both their parents panted and grunted, their bodies glistening with the sweat of their erotic labors.
The first cry came from Marie as orgasm paid her another visit, then, seconds later, after a few fast jabs, Colin pulled her tingling behind back tightly against him and grunted as he pumped his semen into the depths of her.
"Oh Je-sus..." he panted, "uh ... oh ... uh ... she's ... uh ... sucking my ... cock ... she'll ... uh ... kill me ... suck me ... uh ... to death ... oh what a ... uh ... cunt ... Ooohhhh ... aaahhhhhhh."
As though afraid she really would, he pulled his spent tool out of her and fell onto the couch, lying on his back.
"You must be awfully good too, Mother," Betty said, her eyes shining with excitement and admiration.
"I know how to use what I've got, dear. When a man is shooting his cream into you, you use the muscles of your cunt so that you're actually sucking him off. It really drains his balls and leaves him as weak as a kitten."
"That's the way men like it?"
"Yes, darling, when a man comes with his tool in your cunt, he wants to be drained of all his strength. If it's been a good fuck and the woman has done her job well, he's too weak to move."
"Oh Mother, I'm so anxious to learn, everything."
"We'll teach you, all of you, my darlings. Your father and I are going to rest for a while. You play with each other, but don't go too far."