Chapter 7

Maybe a warm shower would help, I thought. Without bothering to slip into my robe, I went down the hall to the bathroom. The light was on and the door was partway open. I pushed on it and peeked in.

My daddy was standing in the middle of the room. He looked all sleepy and half-way grumpy, kind of huddled in his robe, and he seemed to be staring strangely at the shower. He heard the door squeak and looked over at me standing naked in the doorway.

"Mornin' pumpkin," he smiled, his eyes sweeping over my boobs and resting, a little long I thought, on the patch of hair between my legs. "You can't sleep either?"

I sat on the toilet, my knees together rather primly for someone who suddenly felt oddly quivery and warm inside. I couldn't even tinkle, at first. I felt my nipples popping up firm and crinkly, and it was only my own daddy looking at me!

"No, Daddy. It's so hot. I figured I'd take a shower. I'm sorry I barged in on you. I thought the whole family would be asleep."

"Guess they are. Lucky people," he grinned at me. "Well, here I am, standing here like a dunce. Trying to figure out how to take a shower."

I looked at him, real stupid-like. "Well," I kidded him. "It's sort of simple. You take your robe off, turn the water on, soap your body all over and then rinse yourself squeaky clean."

"I hate a smart-ass," he laughed. "The problem is, oh Naked One, that I was working on the pickup truck yesterday and like a dope, I spilled battery acid on my hands. Like a bigger dope, I didn't stop to rinse them off. They didn't begin to hurt until the damage had been done. Battery acid cooks the hell out of your flesh. Now my hands are so tender I can't bear to touch a thing."

He held his hands out to me, palm up. They were all swollen and red and irritated looking. I felt so sorry for him I jumped up off the pot and put my arms around him and hugged him tight. "Oh, Daddy, they look so sore! Isn't there something we can put on them?"

"I tried everything I could find in the medicine chest. Guess it will take a day or so for them to heal up by themselves. But in the meantime, I'm mighty crummy and sweaty feeling?"

"I can give you a shower, Daddy," I told him, tugging at the belt on his robe. "Please. Let me help you. O.K.?"

"Mmmmm, I dunno," he looked at me, doubtfully. "That's another reason I'm awake at this hour... I'm horny as hell. Your mom was beat and went right off to sleep last night. I know you are my daughter, but you are also a younger duplicate of her. Suppose I get a hard-on?"

"Why, Daddy," I kidded him, tugging his robe down over his shoulders. "I guess I would just have that much more to wash for you. Would it embarrass you to get an erection in front of me?"

"Yes," he said flatly.

"Embarrassment is never fatal," I told him firmly, becoming more and more turned on at the thought of running my hands all over his strong body. His cock looked just like Jack's. Of course it would, you dummy, I told myself. But it was thicker, and very, very strong looking.

"Everyone else is asleep," I told him, pushing him into the shower. "And if your daughter gets you excited, she'll never tell a soul."

Who else had I promised never to breathe a word about sexy messing around? Penny, you devil, I thought. Your own father! Why was my pussy suddenly very moist inside? I loved my daddy, of course, like I loved Mom. But I had never thought about him in a sexual way. Not consciously, anyway. Now...

I got the water going, mixed just right. "Hold your hands away from your body," I suggested. "Try to keep them dry. Now, where's that soap?"

He let me do his back and his bottom and the back of his legs, without complaint. But when I tried to turn him around, he kind of balked. "... sorry about this, Pen," he mumbled. My eyes dropped down to his cock. My belly flipped like mad! He was out stiff and straight! And bobbing up and down!

"Move back a little, Daddy," I teased him. "This shower isn't built for three." I stood real close to him, soaping his broad chest and his belly. I couldn't wait a second longer. I looked him right in the eye. "Is it all right if I..."

He made a funny face. "Well, it won't get any harder. Just go easy, will you?"

He was wrong. He did get harder! And I couldn't take it easy. I got my hands real soapy and lathered his cock and his heavy balls, rubbing him very slowly, feeling his cock so alive in my hands it was a little scary.

"Oh Christ!" he moaned, "This is murder! Penny, you better stop. Let me rinse off."

"Daddy," I whispered. "I can't stop. Not now. OOoooooh! You are so hard and so beautiful and so strong. I can feel every beat of your heart down there!"

"It's so damn loud in my ears it's a wonder the racket doesn't wake your mother up. That's all we'd need. For her to come in here and find you playing with your own father's cock -- and him so damn weak he doesn't have the guts to make you stop. Penny, for God's sake. Please. No... oh! No. No. No. No. Je-sus! Who taught you to suck on a man's cock that way? Oh, shit! This is terrible! No, it's wonderful. But it's wrong, Pen. Daughter's aren't supposed to lick their own daddy's cock... Oh damn... just one more second..."

I fell right down on my knees, half drowning under the stream of water splashing all over us and the bathroom, not caring who might stroll in and see me sucking and sucking on my father's lovely stiff cock. He could not keep his hips still. I had to back away a little to keep him from choking me with the wide end of his plunger. His hands waved in the air helplessly. His face was a deep red and he was almost gasping for breath. "Stand up!" he suddenly commanded me. "Get a grip on that thing. Pump it! Pump it! My balls are killing me! Why won't that thing blow off? Both hands... yes... that's the way. Harder. Harder! Oh, hell's fire! Now we are in trouble. Look who's here!"

I tried to brush the wet hair out of my eyes while still holding onto his cock. My mom was standing in the bathroom, clutching her robe to her bosom, her eyes round as dinner plates.

"What on earth is going on in here?" she asked. "I heard the shower running and found myself all alone in bed, and... Penny, you little devil! That's MY cock you're jacking off!"

I didn't know what the heck to do, but I instinctively knew if I gave her time to think, we could get into a really heavy scene, right there in the family bathroom.

"Oh, Mommy!" I cried but. "I'm so glad you woke up!" I really wasn't, at all. No way! And for some perverse reason I would not let go of his hard cock. "Daddy needed a shower something awful, but his hands are burned and I offered to help him and now he hurts so much in his cock you've just got to help him."

I reached out for her with one hand and half-dragged her up close to us under the shower. I grabbed her hand and wrapped it firmly around his cock and made it go up and down on him. Her robe fell open and her full tits pushed out, her nipples up as hard as mine.

"But... but Penny, I can't... not right in front of my own daughter!"

"Yes, you can, Mom," I pleaded, holding his rigid cock up to her mouth. "Please. Do it for Daddy. He's in such pain."

"Well, I suppose if it's all right with your father..." I pushed her head closer to his cock and watched her open her mouth and expertly lick that wide, red head. In a moment her robe had slipped off her shoulders and she was sucking on him like crazy, almost as turned on as her horny daughter.

To my astonishment, it went on and on! My daddy just got stiff as an iron girder, but he couldn't, or wouldn't come! He wanted, so desperately to touch my mom, to hold her tight to him and pump his hips like mad while he held her head tightly, but his hands hurt so much they just waved around -- like his cock, when my mom finally struggled to her knees and pulled him out of the shower. She looked at me for a second. I could sense the wheels turning in her head, but she was so hot at all the unexpected action, her brakes wouldn't hold.

"You started all this," she told me. "You might as well come along and see the end of it, too. Oh! Today's horny children," she exclaimed. But I knew she wasn't half as mad as she was pretending to be.

Nobody dried off. We just practically ran down the hall to their bedroom. I thoughtfully shut the bolt on their door behind me. They hit the sack as fast and hard as Chuck and I had when we fell madly in bed.

My mom guided my father's rigid cock into her furry cunt and wrapped her legs around his waist, just like a hot teenager. "Awwggguhlih!" she groaned when she felt his cock slam into her pussy.

If it bothered her to have me slip into bed beside her and watch her fuck, she showed no sign at all. In fact, she didn't even pull her hand away when I took it and put it down between my shaking legs. I couldn't help myself. It was so damn exciting to see them fucking, I had to get myself into the act somehow.

I sat up and swiveled around, so my cunt was facing her. I put her finger right up inside me, and felt her instinctively begin to push it in and out of my soaking pussy while I leaned back and peeked past her leg at my father's hard cock reaming her fuck-hole.

Her pussy looked very much like mine! In my mind, her finger in me was my daddy's long cock fucking me. I was moaning as loudly as her now. Our hips were swinging with the same steady, horny beat. The bed springs began to chirp a steady protest as we got into a really mad fuck scene that made me so Goddamn hot that wild red haze began to film my vision, just like it had with Chuck.

It could probably never happen again, the way it did that night. All three of us came at the same moment, like some sex-fiend-god had flipped a big master switch on our fuck-organs. I heard my daddy groan like he was having a baby, instead of a come. My mom let out a choking gasp and her hand squeezed my hot cunt so hard I almost peed all over it. We lay there, for the longest time, scrunched up on the bed together, shaking and wheezing for breath like we had just been rescued from a riptide.

My mom was the first to find her voice. "I cannot believe this! I simply WILL NOT believe this! What have we been doing? Good Lord save us!" She kissed my daddy hard for a long, long time. When she came up for air, she turned her head and looked at her naked daughter sitting beside her. Then she looked back at Daddy. "I haven't had such a wild fuck in years, darling!" The word sounded strange, coming from my mom. "Oh, Stan. We are just awful! But... it was terribly exciting, wasn't it?" Her eyes were all sparkly.

"That's an understatement," he grinned at her, lovingly. "Talk about the shot heard round the world!"

"Tell me!" she laughed. "I was the target. And you made a direct hit!"

My daddy eased off her hot body and lay next to me. His cock was still more than half-hard. Even though my come had really rattled my cage, I was still flaming hot. I reached out for him, laying my hand very tenderly on his cock, watching my mom closely for any frown that would tell me to cool it. She looked so relaxed and happy I decided to push my luck a little. I started to stroke his cock with little soft touches of my fingertips.

"What are you doing, you little sex fiend?" My mom ginned at me. "Like I tried to tell you in the bathroom, that's MY cock you are playing with."

"Oh hell," my father grinned at her. "Let the child fool around with it if she wants to. The damage is done, anyway. You know," he said, kissing my mother on her flushed cheek, "She has the same gentle touch that you had, the first time you put your hand in my fly at Carter's Creek."

"The creek!" I blurted out. "That must be the sexiest place in all of Angeles Forest!"

"What do you mean, Penny?" my mom asked, watching her husband's cock getting firmer and firmer under her daughter's fingers.

"Well..." I hesitated, not knowing how much to blab about what I had heard of happening at the creek. "That's where Lauri goes with her boyfriend," I said.

"All, that crazy Lauri," my daddy muttered, "Her and her shaved pussy."

"How do you know she shaves her cunt, Daddy?" I asked abruptly.

I saw him flick a glance at my mom. She sort of bit her lip and looked off into space. I sat straight up in bed, dying of curiosity, but I didn't let go of my father for one minute. "Has she been in this bed?" I demanded to know.

I got no answer from either of them. "I'm not mad," I lied. "Not really." Damn that snotty sister of mine! Was she getting that smooth cunt of hers felt up and kissed and sucked by my own father?

"Now, Penny," my mom began. "Some things are best not talked about."

"Come on, Mom," I teased, crawling up over my daddy and pressing his cock against my hot cunt. "Has Lauri had this in her? Come on. Tell me. What's fair is fair. Right?"

Neither of them would tell me one word, but my daddy, didn't push me off him, either. I went for broke! I eased my hips up, moved his cock right against my hole, and sat gently down on him. He groaned. My mom turned red as a sunset, but she just bit her lip and reached out to hold my father's hand. "If she's had this super cock in her, I can put it in me too," I announced firmly, but I was far from feeling I wasn't really pushing them pretty damn hard. I mean, I carried off fucking around with Dad in the bathroom when she walked in on us, but this amounted to -- well -- blackmail, it seemed to me. There had been things happening in my horny family that no one had let me in on. And even now I was learning things just by other things happening.

"Mmmmmm, Mommy, he feels so good inside me," I murmured to her, fucking him a little faster.

"I know, Penny. I know how his cock feels." She stared at me as I sat on top of my daddy's strong prick. I must have looked to her like a young girl who had been learning more than what was in her school books. "I'm not going to ask where you learned to fuck that way," she said.

"O.K." I told her, not missing one stroke. "And I won't ask any more questions about Lauri. Fair?"

"No," she replied. "Not exactly, but I suppose."

"Enough of this chatter," my daddy interrupted. "Get your pussy up over my mouth. That way you won't have to watch our horny daughter fucking her father's cock."

Mom sighed, but she didn't hesitate very long. She swung over him, settling her cunt on his flicking tongue and giving a shudder as her hips began to move against his mouth. I reached out to hug her. Still sitting on my daddy's stiff cock, I stroked him with wilder and wilder motions of my hips. He felt so super good in me. I wanted to come like mad, but I also wanted him to last as long as he could.

I made Mom lean back against me and I kissed her on the neck. "Don't be mad at me, please. I love Daddy just like you do. Is it so wrong to show him, this way?"

She sighed again, but she took my hands and cupped them to her soft, full breasts. "Maybe not Pen. I'm so confused. And so damn hot! It's O.K. this once. About more, we'll see. All right. Now, go get him!" She slipped off him and lay watching me. "Seeing you screw so happily on that hard fuck-rod certainly turns back the clock for me. You are as sexy and as cock-happy as I was at your age."

"Listen to Grandmother here," my daddy grinned, beginning to grow hotter in my cunt. "Did she fuck me like an ancient old crone, Pen?"

"No way, Daddy. She made you come... just like that..." I felt him stiffen even more. I eased off him and grabbed his cock in my tight fist. He spurted up at least two feet, straight into the air.

"Aagggrrhhhh!" he groaned. "Gawd damn! I'm being killed! With love!"

"If you have to go, Daddy," I grinned at him, "is there a better way?"