Chapter 7
The four of them burst into the apartment, giggling. Paul carried the bottle of champagne under his arm. What was inside them had taken full effect.
"Here, get some glasses for this while Tommy and I move some of this furniture out of the way," Paul instructed Lindy, handing her the bottle.
The two males moved the sofa and the chairs back, making a larger area of cleared carpet in the center of the room. Rhonda sorted through the records and chose several albums and stacked them on the turntable. The soft strains of a love song oozed from the speakers.
Paul looked at the woman and smiled. They met and began to move slowly in rhythm with the music. Tommy stood rather awkwardly to one side, watching. Lindy reentered the room and set four glasses and the wine on a table.
"Here," the girl said softly, handing Tommy a glass.
The two watched their parents, silently, each harboring their own thoughts. The man and the woman seemed to be oblivious to the presence of the other two people. Their bodies and minds moved together in a slow, sensual world. The song ended and, for a moment, Paul and Rhonda stood very still, holding each other. Lindy cleared her throat and they came back to their real world with a grin.
"Where's the champagne?" Rhonda asked in a husky voice.
"Right here," Lindy replied, handing her mother a filled glass. "Now, it's my turn to dance with the groom," the girl added as the next song began.
"My pleasure, lady," Paul teased. His strong arm circled her small waist and pulled her body to his. Lindy rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes as they swayed to the music. The touch of his muscular body sent shivers through her.
Between the wine and the music, Lindy became lost in the senses of her body. Her belly pressed against his. The bulge of his half-hard cock pressed against her. She could feel the heat of it through their clothes.
She pressed harder against the long round bulge. Her panties were getting wetter by the second.
Shifting slightly, Lindy maneuvered the swell of his thigh between her thighs. With each shuffling step, his thigh pressed against her burning pussy. The heat of lust boiled up in Lindy's young body and she ground her crotch against Paul's thigh.
Through slightly hazy vision, Rhonda saw what was happening. She didn't feel jealous. Instead, her own pussy began to throb and she felt a flush run through her body.
"Come on, Tommy, let's show them how it is done," she challenged, setting her empty glass aside.
The boy stared wide-eyed at her and nodded. He took her hesitantly into his arms and began to move stiffly. Her arms tightened, pulling him closer. Her breasts pressed into his chest, her belly rubbing slowly against the front of his pants.
"Relax. I won't bite," she whispered into his ear.
Rhonda could feel the swelling bulge against her belly and a thrill ran through her. She made the same move her daughter had made and Tommy's thigh pressed against her pussy. The boy sighed. His palm was damp against her hand. She guided it around her waist and slid her own around his shoulders.
"You are a good dancer," Rhonda crooned. She breathed softly against his ear, knowing the effect it was having. She could feel part of the effect, pressing against her belly.
Lindy opened her eyes and watched Tommy and her mother. A smile flickered across her face and she caught the woman's eye. She saw her mother smile back and glanced down at the girl's crotch and the man's thigh. Lindy ground against the hard muscles and smiled at her mother. Rhonda imitated the motion and smiled back, winking.
Suddenly the music ended and Paul pulled away from the girl reluctantly. His breathing was ragged and his face flushed. Lindy looked deep into his eyes for a second, then, pulling his head down, she kissed him full on the lips, her tongue stabbing quickly at his mouth.
"Thank you for a fantastic dance, Daddy," she said, pulling away and whirling around. She lifted her glass from the table and gulped the contents down.
Paul stood for a second, stunned. Then he was aware of the throbbing bulge in his slacks. He turned quickly to the hall.
"Excuse me a minute. Got to go to the John," he mumbled.
Another song started and Rhonda went into motion. Her full body swayed against Tommy's. Her crotch rubbed slowly back and forth over his thigh, her face buried in his neck.
Lindy stepped to the swaying pair and put an arm around each of their shoulders. Her head leaned to her mother's ear.
"Tommy has a juicy and delicious cock," she whispered.
Her mother hummed into the boy's neck and pressed closer to him. Tommy's eyes popped open and he stared at Lindy. Rhonda's hand slid off his shoulder and down the front of his shirt. It was at his belt before Tommy realized where it was going. He stiffened.
"I hope it tastes half as good as it feels," Rhonda cooed as her fingers curled around the hard bulge.
"Enjoy," Lindy whispered and stepped away from them.
The girl watched for a moment. Her mother was massaging Tommy's cock through his pants, her fingers squeezing and stroking.
Tommy's mouth sagged and his eyes fluttered then closed. His hands stroked the woman's back and neck. Rhonda found his mouth and kissed him passionately, her hot wet tongue slicing between his lips.
Lindy turned and crept down the hall. The bathroom door was closed. Turning the knob slowly, she pushed it open a little. Peering through the crack, she saw Paul standing at the toilet, his large swollen cock in his hand. She gazed at the bulbous dark purple head and felt her knees tremble. Her young pussy pulsed and oozed inside her panties.
She pushed the door open and stepped inside,. "Need any help," she whispered, closing the door and leaning on it. Her eyes were fixed on his throbbing cock.
"What the hell!" Paul gasped.
He stared at the girl. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open. Her gaze lifted from his cock and found his face. She was smiling sexily, her hands sliding up the front of her blouse to cup the small cones of her girlish breasts.
"Looks like you have a problem, Daddy," the girl said. Her eyes were heavy-lidded and her small pink tongue flicked across her lips.
"Lindy!" His voice was a hoarse whisper. "What are you doing?"
The girl said nothing. She looked at his cock and squeezed her breasts through her blouse. Her hands dropped from the small cones and pushed her body upright. Still locked in a state of shock, Paul saw her coming toward him but didn't move. She stopped close to him.
"It's so pretty," she whispered, her small hand reaching out to touch.
Paul jerked as he felt the warm soft fingers glide across the head of his cock. In the back of his mind, his inhibitions were fighting with the growing lust. Her hand closed around the large head of his cock and his inhibitions lost the battle.
"I'll bet it tastes good, too," the girl crooned softly.
Her hand stroked and squeezed, pushing his hand away from the throbbing shaft. Her free hand pulled his head down and her mouth ground against his. The small hot tongue stabbed between his lips and Paul moaned into her mouth.
Lindy probed and explored his mouth, her tongue touching sensitive crevices. Her fingers savored every inch of his hot pulsing cock. She finally tore her mouth from his and sat down on the commode. The dark head of his cock was inches from her face. She stared at it, fascinated.
Her fingers tugged and massaged the hot flesh.
Paul surrendered to the fires of his lust. His head rolled, his jaw drooping. Her fingers were stirring him to the brink of coming.
Lindy stared at the tiny slit in the end of his cock and saw a pearly drop ooze from it. She gurgled and leaned her head to the satiny knob. Her tongue flicked out and lifted the drop of fluid from his cock. She felt his body shudder as her tongue touched him.
"Mmmmm!" the girl hummed as she smacked over the single drop of tart fluid.
Her tongue reached out again and licked more slowly over the tip of his cock. The heat and feel of his cock-head drove the last of her inhibitions out of her mind. Her mouth stretched open and her head moved forward. The bulbous head of his cock was pulled slowly into her mouth, stretching the corners of her lips almost to the tearing point.
Her hot wet mouth suckled the pulsing flesh as her pointed tongue circled and laved the firm knob. Her hand cupped his balls, rolling the hairy sack in her small damp palm.
"Mmmmph!" she groaned around his cock.
Her head bobbed slowly as she fucked the head of his cock in and out of her straining lips. Paul groaned, his body tensing as the pressure built to a peak deep in his balls. His hands found her head and guided its pace. His hips flexed as he made short thrusts at her face.
Lindy was totally caught up in the lust of her body and his. Her tongue lashed furiously at his cock as it slipped in and out of her mouth. Her pussy pulsed and burned. She tugged her skirt up out of the way and rammed a hand between her slim thighs. Wet, hot nylon met her fingers. Pushing it aside, she plunged her fingers into her soggy cunt.
Paul began to tremble and shake. Lindy knew what was happening. Her pussy boiled and pulsed, her climax racking her young body. Her mouth tightened around his plunging cock and her fingers squeezed his balls.
"Ahhhh!" Paul sighed hoarsely. His body stiffened and he arched his back, raising himself on his toes.
A scalding flood of come burst into Lindy's mouth. She gulped and swallowed furiously, her cunt convulsing in one climax after another. White drops oozed from the corners of her mouth as his cock filled it again and again and she couldn't swallow fast enough.
The final spurt filled her mouth and he relaxed, almost falling. She suckled the throbbing head and licked it clean. Her pussy made wet sounds around her still probing fingers.
"God! Lindy!" he groaned as she let his cock slide out of her mouth.
"Yummy come!" she gasped.
Paul looked down at the girl's come-smeared face. She smiled up at him as she licked the white drops from her lips and chin.
"Fucking cunt is so horny!" the girl rasped.
She slid forward and stripped off her panties and tossed them aside. Her down-covered pussy glistened with pussy dew. Her fingers opened the fleshy lips, exposing the wet shiny inner lips and her little clit.
Paul gaped at the girl's cunt for a few seconds and then found himself being drawn like a magnet to it. He dropped to his knees and rested his hands on her naked thighs. He stared at the small wet slit and licked his lips. Lindy lifted her shiny fingers from it and pressed them to his lips. He licked them hungrily.
"Oh, please, Daddy! Eat my pussy!" she begged.
Paul dove for her dewy crotch. Lindy jerked and gasped as his large tongue slithered into her crack and scooped her juices from it. The tip probed at her cunt and then sliced up to her love button. She jerked and grabbed his head. His mouth smacked and slurped at her oozing hot little hole. She shivered and quaked as she came again and again.
"Oh! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she gurgled, pushing his head away from her pussy.
Paul stared up at her, his face shiny with her dew, at loss as to what to do next. She scrambled to her feet and tugged at him.
"Sit down," she commanded, pulling him to his feet and then pushing him onto the commode.
Paul's cock stood hard and almost straight. Lindy looked down at it and felt a rush of anticipation. She quickly straddled his lap and lowered her burning little cunt down to the bulbous head of his cock. Her fingers slipped between her thighs and guided the bullet-shaped knob to the drooling lips of her cunt. It parted the folds and she lowered herself slowly. Her cunt stretched and strained to accept the large cock-head. She squirmed and twisted, working the throbbing cock into her aching hole.
With a sigh, she felt the head of his cock slip into her cunt. She slid down over it until she felt the knob pressing against the end of her juicy tunnel. Over half of his cock was still exposed. She bit her lip and moved her ass back and forth. Her little cunt spasmed around his gorged cock, milking and squeezing it.
"So fucking good!" the girl moaned, dropping her head to his shoulder. "Fill my pussy full, Daddy!"
Her words were the final fuel for Paul's fires. He gasped and his hands cupped her small ass, spreading the firm cheeks. His hips pushed upward, pressing the head of his cock against the hot tight walls of her cunt.
Lindy bounced and thrashed on his cock, her tight little cunt clenching around it. Her smooth thighs slid back and forth on his rough slacks. Her fingers dug into his shoulders.
"Your cock feels so good!" she rasped. "Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!"
Paul jerked under her, thrusting his hips upward, trying to drive another inch of his cock into her tight, hot cunt. Her juices ran down the sides of his cock, matting the hair around the base of it.
Paul felt her quake and stiffen. Her mouth raped open and her cunt convulsed around his cock. She shook violently, her head thrown back, little squeaks coming from her throat. He gasped and rammed his cock upward. His balls trembled and he gritted his teeth as the rending pleasure of his climax slammed through him.
Lindy grunted and jerked with each gush of hot thick come that boiled into her convulsing cunt. She came again and again as he filled her small pussy to overflowing with his love juice.
"Ooooh, Daddyyyyy!" Lindy moaned as she collapsed against his body, her body trembling.
Slowly, Paul regained his breath and his senses.
He jerked upright and pushed at the girl's body.
"Don't worry about Mom, she's being taken care of," Lindy assured him, reading his thoughts.
"What do you mean?" he croaked. His face changed as he realized what the girl was saying. Tommy!
"Tommy?" His voice was a whisper. Lindy saw the anger rising in his face.
"Yes, Tommy. So what?" she grinned at him as she spoke.
"He's screwing your mother, my wife, that's what!"
"So? You just fucked her daughter." Her face was dead serious.
Paul sat stunned, trying to cope with the situation. He was angry, yet he knew that he had no right to be. He swallowed hard and stared at the girl-woman astraddle his lap, his cock still in her.
"Think, Paul. Fucking is fucking and they've had the hots for each other almost as bad as you and me. At least we're keeping it in the family."
Her words made sense and he relaxed a little. Slowly, a grin broke across his face. He kissed her lightly on the nose.
"Come on, let's go watch them. It should be a turn on," Lindy suggested, lifting up and stepping away. Her skirt dropped, covering her come-coated pussy.
Paul rose slowly, not sure if he could do as she suggested. Lindy took his hand and led him out of the bathroom and down the hall. They stopped just inside the living room.
Tommy and Rhonda were on the floor, naked. Tommy was on his knees between the woman's legs, his cock pistoning in and out of her drooling pussy. The soft slap of their bellies and the wet sounds from their fucking seemed to fill the room.
"Oh, yes! Fuck me, baby!" Rhonda was urging. Her ass was lifting off the carpet with each thrust of the boy's cock.
Lindy watched fascinated. Her pussy itched and burned. She turned to look at Paul and found him entranced with the sight. Her hand dived into his open fly and tugged his hard cock out. Leading him by the cock, she crossed to the boy and woman.
"Look what I found, Mom," she said.
Rhonda looked up at her husband's cock in her daughter's hand and smiled. Her hands clutched at Tommy's bucking ass, pulling him to the hilt in her soggy cunt.
"Your father has a delicious cock, doesn't he?" she grunted.
"Um-hm!" Lindy sighed.
"Looks like you did more than taste it," the woman added, looking under the girl's skirt at her slippery pussy.
"I tasted it with both ends," Lindy purred.
The comments finally sank into Tommy's lust-filled brain. He paused and looked up at the man and the girl. He wasn't sure for a moment if he was in trouble or not.