Chapter 7

Cindy shifted uneasily on the couch, feeling the wet spot on the cushion under her where the rest of John's cum had drained. "Wouldn't it be better if John told you about it? I mean, like, he's your son and everything."

Martha shook her head. "I'm afraid not, dear. John doesn't remember things too well. You go right ahead. I'm not angry any more. I merely want to hear what's been going on."

Cindy took a deep breath. "Okay. I suppose it started the first morning I was here."

Slowly and hesitatingly, Cindy went on to tell Martha everything that had happened with explicit detail. She was afraid that if she missed something, the other children would tell about it and then she would be in worse trouble than she was already. She covered each incident as well as she could remember, leaving out only the time she had seen Martha fuck her son. No one knew about that, and she wasn't going to tell.

As Cindy went on, she noticed a strange look come over Martha's face. Her eyes were glazed and her nostrils were flaring. It was the same expression she had had when she used the whip on Tina. It disturbed Cindy, but she continued on to the very end. When she was through, she stared down at her hands that were folded in her bare lap.

There was dead silence in the room for several minutes. Then Martha cleared her throat. "I see. Well, I'm not too worried about John's dizziness this morning. The doctor said that might happen any time he got overly excited, but that it was harmless. You do feel better now, don't you, John?"

"Uh-huh. I feel fine, Mom. It went away real quick."

"Fine. Now, about you, Tina. I can understand that a lot of your trouble is my fault. I know that you wanted to take care of John. The only reason I wouldn't let you, was that you were too young.

"But, jeez, Mom. I'm not too young to jack him off. I could do it as good as Cindy does. I can't see what's so wrong with that."

"It's very simple, dear. I didn't want you to because that leads to ... other things. Just like it did with Cindy."

Tina hung her head. "You knew you were making me cum when you spanked me, didn't you, Mama?"

Martha's face flushed. She lit a cigarette with shaking fingers before she replied. "All right. Yes, I did. I knew that it made you have an orgasm. But you liked it, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did. But you liked to make me cum and have John shoot off while he was watching me. If I could do that much, why couldn't I jack him off?"

"I suppose you're right, dear. Perhaps I should have." Martha turned to Cindy. "If you'd never done anything like that before, how did you come up with the idea of both of you using John at the same time?"

Cindy shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. It just, like, popped into my head, I guess."

"I'm interested to see what it's like. How would you like to try that with me, John? Do you feel up to it now?"

Cindy almost choked. She had to swallow hard several times to clear the constriction in her throat. Surely Martha wasn't going to do that? Not there in front of everyone? She wouldn't!

"I'm ready, Mama! See?" John leaned back and pointed to his cock, which was standing at rigid attention. "I got all hard again when Cindy was talkin'."

"That's just fine." Martha stood up, pulled down the zipper on the side of her dress, reached down for hem, then pulled it off over her head and tossed it over the back of the chair.

Cindy sucked in her breath sharply. The woman was wearing a garter belt and stockings, but no panties. The thick jungle of dark hair surrounding her pussy was uncovered, and the lips of her cunt glistened wetly in the bush. Her bra had holes in the ends, and the dark nipples stuck out like pencil erasers.

"Don't ... don't you wear panties?" Cindy asked breathlessly.

Martha smiled as she kicked off her shoes and brushed them aside with her foot. "Not very often, dear. They make me uncomfortable. That's why my nipples are out, too. I don't like them rubbing against the bra."

"Oh." Cindy felt embarrassed staring at the woman's tits and snatch, but she couldn't help herself. The outfit was sexy, and Martha had a beautiful figure.

"Are you going to do it right here?" Tina asked with a quivering voice.

"I don't see why not. That's where you were doing it, isn't it? Come, John. Lay down on the floor and get comfortable."

"Jeez, yeah!" John was obviously excited as he placed the whip on the table and went to the center of the room. He stretched out on his back, grinning idiotically as he waited for something to happen.

"Cindy, I think you should be the one to get on John's cock. I'm interested to see how you handle it." She chuckled. "Maybe I can learn something. Don't be afraid now. C'mon."

Shivering with nervousness, Cindy got up and cautiously approached the boy. She was uneasy about fucking John in front of his mother, but too frightened of the consequences not to.

She slowly sank to her knees, straddling John's hips exactly as she had done a few hours before. Then she reached underneath her crotch for John's pulsing prick. Her hand was shaking so hard it took her a moment or two to guide the tool into her crevice and insert the head in her hole.

When it was in place, Cindy removed her hand and slowly dropped down, forcing the rigid shaft up into her cunt. "GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! Oh, God! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"

"That's beautiful, dear!" Martha said. "Now, John, you'll eat my pussy good, won't you? Do it just like Mama showed you."

The women stepped over his head and got down on her knees facing Cindy, squatting with her hair gash over her son's mouth. Once again the strange look came over her face as she gazed down between her tits and aimed her twat at the boy's mouth. "Eat it good, John!" she rasped. "Eat me 'til I cum!"

Cindy could hold back no longer. She stared at John's bobbing chin for a moment, listened to his tongue slosh around in Martha's cunt, then she had to begin moving. Her butt swirled as she raised off the pleasure-giving cock, then dropped again, crying out when the hard head bumped her womb.

"AAAGGGHHH! OH, GOD!"

"THAT'S IT!" Martha cried out. "FUCK HIM! OH, GOD, JOHN! EAT ME! EAT ME!" She was rocking back and forth, rubbing her juice-filled cunt on the boy's face. "EAT ME, JOHN! FUCK HIM, CINDY! FUCK HIM GOOD!"

"I AM!" Cindy squealed. "I AM! GOD! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!"

"WAIT!" Martha motioned to Tina. "Come here, honey! You've been left out long enough! Stand here!" She pointed to the area between herself and Cindy.

"What are you going to do, Mom?" Tina whimpered as she walked over.

"I'll show you!" Martha grabbed her daughter's hips and pulled her over until she was standing with her feet on either side of John, facing her. Then she bent forward and pressed her lips against Tina's pussy. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"

"MAMA!" the girl wailed. "ARE YOU GOING TO EAT ME? JESUS! OH, MAMA!"

Cindy was still sliding her cunny up and down John's cock, delirious with ecstasy at the unbelievable thrill of his shaft inside her. Her eyes were half closed as she stared directly ahead into the crack of Tina's ass.

"UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!" Martha moaned into Tina's cunt as her tongue slipped into the virgin slit and began teasing the sensitive clit.

"AAAGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!" Cindy was bouncing wildly on John's cock. Her mind was swirling with the intense pleasure it gave her. Tina's gleaming asscheeks began swirling in front of her face. They looked good enough to bite. An urge struck her suddenly, and before she could think about it, she nuzzled her nose and mouth into the crack of Tina's ass and began licking frantically.

"WWWAAAHHH!" Tina shrieked. The two licking tongues were driving her crazy. She buried her fingers in her mother's hair and began pumping back and forth against one tongue then the other. Hot, steamy breath filled her crotch as she squirmed and writhed. "OH, GOD! WWWAAAHHH! JESUS! I LOVE IT!"

John was wriggling and twisting on the floor, pushing his dick up to meet Cindy's hammering cunt and pulling his mother's juicy gash tighter against his hungry mouth. His tongue was as far out as it would go. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the sweet cream flowing from Martha's dilated opening.

Cindy backed away from Tina's ass and straightened her back. Her teeth clenched as she picked up speed on John's cock, thwacking her naked ass loudly against his thighs. "AAARRRGGGHHH! I'M GOING TO CUM! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! JESUS! DO IT! DO IT! OH, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OOOHHH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"

"EAT ME, MOM!" Tina shouted. She clutched at her mother's head and pressed her pussy against the flicking tongue. "EAT ME! EAT ME! I'M CUMMMIIINNNGGG! AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH!"

John pushed his ass off the floor, lifting Cindy, then his jerking dick began squirting into her. His guttural moans were lost in the folds of his mother's twat. "UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

"NOW!" Martha Shrieked, pulling away from Tina. "NOW! GOD! NOW! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! JJJOOOHHHNNN! AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH!"

The room was filled with choking whimpers and weak, wailing animal sounds. Tina shivered and stepped away, covering her face with her hands as she dropped into a chair, trembling.

"Oh, God!" Cindy moaned. She pulled her cunt from John's throbbing cock slowly. Her legs wouldn't hold her when she tried to stand up, and she collapsed on her side on the floor. "Oh, God! God!"

Martha inched back on her knees, away from John's head. She bent down, kissed John's juice-covered mouth, then got up. "That was quite an experience. I think it was a little too much for John. Tina, will you help me with him? Cindy, you'd better go to the bathroom right away."

Cindy nodded dumbly. She felt weak, and her limbs wouldn't do what she wanted them to. She used a chair to pull herself up and staggered off in the direction of the bathroom, hoping she could make it.

"It's too much!" Cindy whispered breathlessly as she sat on the toilet and let John's cum drain from her pussy. "It's just too much!"

It was all she could do to wipe herself and get off the toilet. She reeled into the hallway and into her bedroom where she collapsed on the bed in total exhaustion.

"You just lay there and rest, dear," Martha said from the doorway. "Tina and I have put John to bed. Do you want anything?"

Cindy merely rocked her head back and forth. She didn't have the strength to speak.

"Very well. Take a nap if you can. I'll see you later." Martha closed the door quietly.

This is impossible! Cindy thought, trying to hold back the tears. It can't be happening! She rolled onto her back and covered her eyes, with her arm. No one would believe me if I told them! They're crazy! They're all crazy!

Her clouded mind wouldn't accept any more thoughts. Her arm slipped slowly off her face and her breathing slowed as the protective aura of sleep closed on her. Her last thoughts before drifting off were of Martha's ridiculous bra with the holes cut in the cups.

It was still light out when Cindy woke, rubbed her eyes, and sat up. When she glanced automatically at the dresser, she cursed herself for forgetting to bring her alarm clock from her aunt's house. She would have to go back and get it.

Sliding off the bed, she went to the closet and put on her own robe, the beautifully quilted one she had gotten from her aunt for Christmas. When she went to the door and opened it, she heard voices coming from the kitchen area.

Cindy finished buttoning her robe as she walked down the hallway and into the living room. As she approached the door to the kitchen, she heard Tina's young voice and stopped in her tracks when she heard what the girl was saying.

"But, Daddy, I could suck you off!" Tina was saying pleadingly. "That wouldn't hurt anything. I want to take care of you!"

"No, honey!" Ben replied, his speech thick and slurred. "It wouldn' be right! You shouldn' be doin' things like that!"

"But Mom takes care of John! She does everything to him! You know she does! It's the same thing!"

"Hah!" Ben snorted. "She doesn' think so! She says she's helpin' the boy. Bullshit! She jus' likes his pecker."

"Please, Dad!" Tina begged. "What difference does it make? She won't know! If I take care of you, you won't have to go with those other women."

Cindy was embarrassed. This wasn't something she should be listening to. But still, it intrigued her. She couldn't help wondering what Tina's father would do. Stepping silently to the doorway, she peeked around.

They were sitting at the kitchen table with their backs to her. Ben had a half-empty bottle of bourbon and a glass partly filled with ice and amber liquid in front of him. Tina was dressed in her skimpy shorts and halter and her hand was resting on her father's arm.

"Daddy, if Mom can fuck John all the time, why can't I take care of you? I can suck you real good. Honest I can."

"You shouldn' talk tha' way," Ben replied drunkenly. "I's not nice. It doesn' make any difference what your mother's doin'. You jus' be a good girl."

"Oh, Daddy!" Tina wailed. "I'm almost grown up. Look!" The girl stood up and yanked off her halter. Then she quickly unbuttoned her shorts and skinned them down her legs along with her panties. She kicked the garments away from her feet and stood facing her father. "Look, Dad! Look at me!"

Cindy watched awe-struck as Ben turned in his chair and let his eyes run slowly up and down his daughter's naked body. Tina's tits were small, but nicely rounded, and the hard, pink nipples stuck out proudly. Soft, downy hair curled around her pelvis, surrounding the pooched lips of her gash that disappeared between her legs. A bulge began to grow in Ben's pants as he stared openly at the youthful nakedness.

"You're sure pretty all right," he mumbled. "A couple a years and you're goin' to be dynamite."

Tina stepped directly in front of him and put her hands on his shoulders. "I can do it," she murmured huskily. "I can, Daddy! Let me! Please!"

He shook his head, keeping his eyes glued to his daughter's snatch. "Kitten, i's not right! I don't care what your mother does! I's still not right!"

"I don't want you going with other women," Tina whined. "I don't want you to have to go out like that. If Mama won't take care of you, I will." She looked down at the protrusion at his fly. "Your thing is hard, isn't it? Ohhh, Daddy!"

A tremor of excitement shook Cindy as she watched Tina drop to her knees between her father's legs. Ben watched his daughter without moving as she slowly unzipped his pants, reached in, and pulled out his cock.

Cindy heard Tina gasp and sucked in her own breath as the girl pulled the long cock into view. She couldn't believe the size of it! It was immense, covered with black, curly hair to the tip. The head was a gigantic purple bulb, and the skin that covered it was taut and shiny.

"Oh, God, Daddy!" Tina moaned softly. "It's so big!"

"Don', honey!" Ben said gruffly. "Don' do that! Put your things on and get out of here!"

"I can't!" she whimpered. "Oh, Daddy! Daddy!" Her naked girlish body quivered as she bent her head and pressed her lips against the swollen tip. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"

"Tina!" he groaned. "Don' do that!" He made no effort to stop her. "Don', honey! Forget it!"

"UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMM!" Tina rubbed her lips over the shiny cock head for a moment, then opened her mouth and engulfed it, making wet slurping sounds as she began sucking on her father's tool. "UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!"

"Oh, Jesus!" Ben groaned. "God! Stop, honey!

UUUNNNGGGHHH! GODDAMN!" He leaned back and squirmed in the chair as his knees began to twitch. "AAARRRGGGHHH! Don't, Tina! Don't!"

The girl was nodding her head vigorously, wetting the shaft with her saliva. Her shapely, rounded ass gyrated as she mouthed the monstrous cock wildly. "UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

"Christ, Tina!" he rasped. "Stop it! AAARRRGGGHHH! You don't know what you're doing! Oh, God!"

"Honey, you shouldn't! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

Cindy's knees went weak and she sank to the floor. She could almost taste Ben's cock in her mouth as she watched Tina suck on it frantically. Her pussy was twitching, and the folds of her cunny were getting wet as she stared intently at the erotic sight before her.

"UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!" Tina could only take a small portion of the gigantic cock in her mouth, but she was sucking hard on what she could get her lips around. Her jaws were stretched as she bobbed her head quickly, slurping and sucking mightily on the long thick prick. "UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!"

"TINA! BABY! OH, GOD! YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM! YOU SHOULDN'T DO THAT! AAAGGGHHH! HONEY! OH, DAMN! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

The girl was pumping her ass now like she had done when she had gotten spanked, as though she were fucking an imaginary cock. She couldn't stop tugging on the delicious rod. Liquid dripped from her cunt onto the floor between her legs as she mouthed the throbbing shaft in a frenzy. "UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

"CHRIST!" Ben shouted. "I'M GOING TO CUM! OH, GOD, KID! GET YOUR MOUTH AWAY! HURRY! I'M GOING TO DO IT! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, GOD! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! AAAGGGHHH!"

He stiffened in the chair and his legs shot out rigidly. Then, with his mouth hanging open, he jerked violently.

Cindy saw Tina's head snap as her father's boiling cum spewed into her mouth. Then the girl moaned in ecstasy as her throat worked, forcing the hot cream down her gullet. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF!"

"Oh, Jesus!" Ben gasped. "My God!" He slumped in the chair and closed his eyes while his daughter licked his wilting pecker.

"Was that good, Dad?" Tina asked brightly as she stood up. "Is that the way you like it?"

He opened his eyes slowly and smiled at her with a lopsided grin. "That was perfect, honey! I should ask you how you knew how to do it, but I won't. Put your clothes on now, and go rinse out your mouth."

The girl had a disappointed expression on her face as she dressed slowly. She went to the sink, swished water in her mouth and spat it out, then dried her lips with a towel. She was pouting when she returned to the table and sat down.

"I thought you'd really like that, Daddy. I thought you'd like it a lot better if I did it, instead of some old whore."

Ben took a long swallow from his glass and set it down. "Honey, I did like it. I liked it very much. It's just that, well, a girl doesn't do that to her father. It's not right."

"Why isn't it?" she replied. "Why isn't it right, if Mama can fuck John all the time? God! That's worse than sucking, isn't it? If they can do it, why can't we?"

Ben shrugged, sighed, then took another drink. "I suppose you're right, kid. I guess it's not any worse than what they're doing. I still wouldn't want them to know about it, though. We'll have to keep it between ourselves."

"Oh, we will!" Tina said happily, a wide smile splitting her face. "We won't tell them anything! Jeez, I'm going to like doing it to you all the time."

"I will too, honey." He glanced at the clock. "Do you think Cindy will sleep much longer?"

"No, I don't think so." He refilled his glass with the bourbon. "Do you know what she's been doing with John?"

"Uh-huh. She's been jacking him off and everything."

"Fucking, too?"

"Yeah. Mom wanted her to. Boy, she's really, like, you know, built. She's got a nice set of tits."

"I know. Does she like fucking? Has she told you?"

"Well, I guess she likes it. She gets all hot and hollers and everything. Why?"

"Oh, I just wondered. She's awfully young, but I wouldn't mind sticking her myself." He shook his head sadly. "Can't do that, though."

"I'll bet she'd let you, Daddy. I bet she would. You want me to ask her?"

"No, don't say anything. One of these days I'll see if she'd be interested." He took a deep breath and looked out the window. "I bet that'd really be a fine piece of ass."

Cindy's face was flushed as she backed away from the door on her knees and got to her feet. If Ben meant what he said, she had no idea what her response would be. Fucking John was one thing. He was almost an idiot, and didn't really know what to do with his cock. But Ben would be something else.