Chapter 10
I had a troubled sleep because all of my dreams were mixed up with reality. What was real? What was fantasy?
Had I meant to fuck my father? Had that really been my plan all along?
What did it mean to have my cherry popped by my father? To have my virginity stolen by my
Dad?
I must have awakened several times, but I was never actually sure whether I was asleep or awake. I was so confused.
Then, gradually, as the sun started to come up and shine through the bedroom window, I began to get ahold of myself. Consciousness became a distinct reality as I forced myself to sit up in bed and think clearly. Whenever I would start to sleep, I would stare into the blinding path of the rising sun. The solar brightness seared a path to my brain, forcing me into continuing alertness.
I recalled the note I'd written when I'd left my father's motel. Maybe it was too much. Too extreme. But there was no turning back. I had written it and left it there, and my father would soon be reading it and reacting to it. His eyes might be popping out at it right now.
By the time you read this, it began ominously, your wife and children will be held prisoner. There is nothing you can do to get them back except to go to the bank and withdraw $10,000. Bring it to your house or they won't be worth saving after we're through with them. If you love them you'll come home.
The bank opened at nine. Dad got up to go to work early, so he'd be sure to read the note and get there as soon as the doors opened if he really cared about us.
But what would happen when he got here? How would I handle it? After what had happened in bed between us I was forced to ask myself if it was just him I wanted, rather than my parents back together again.
For the first time I asked myself the chilling question of whether I really wanted my parents to divorce after all. If I wound up in my father's custody he would be mine to fuck whenever I wanted.
Sure, he'd thought he was screwing Lenore when he crawled in bed with me and mounted me, but I had no doubt he'd be unable to resist my charms if and when he found out it was my cunt that had been so wet and tight. If I just let Mom and Dad drift apart I could wind up with all the cock I wanted.
No, no, I sternly told myself, I mustn't be so selfish. There were others to think of. Mom... Ginny ... Billy ... even Ranger. Besides, I had to be honest-Dad's wasn't the only body I craved. My love extended to the entire family.
My decision was made, I had to keep the family together.
Anxious to keep Ginny and Billy home for the confrontation with Dad, I got up and set back the clocks so their alarms would go off long after they were supposed to be in school. Then, with the house totally quiet, I silently waited for my father to appear.
Maybe he wouldn't show up after all, I started to speculate after a wMe of lonely vigilance. Maybe he didn't love us as much as I had been sure up until now that he did.
Maybe he didn't have $ 10,000 in the bank.
Why wasn't he here?
Then I almost jumped out of my skin as I heard the front door creak open and close again. Somebody had come into the house. *
Footsteps padded across the carpet and into the hall. Then they stopped. Their bwner was apparently looking around, trying to fathom.the situation.
"Is anybody here?" Dad's voice called. "I'm here with the money."
My heart sang. He did love us; My note had made him realize how much he cared for us.
But, then, as abruptly as my spirits had risen, my heart sank to new depths. Dad's voice was coming from the master bedroom and he was swearing in rage.
"Goddamn it to hell," his hiss cut through the walls like a knife through butter, "I should have known all along that note was a trick to get me back in this house!"
He had figured out there were no kidnappers. That the note was a fake. The only mistake he'd made was in assuming Mom had written it and slipped it into his motel room.
"You wrote that note, didn't you, bitch?" he was screaming at my mother in their bedroom. "Wake up, you lazy bitch, and admit it!"
Everything had gone wrong. I'd never bothered to stop and consider what Dad's reaction would be when he discovered that there were really no kidnappers. That he had been frightened out of his mind for nothing.
"Get out of bed or I'll yank you out of bed," he screamed at Mom. "By your throat!"
"Ed, what are you doing here?" I heard Mom mumble sleepily as I got up and tip-toed out into the hall. "What are you talking about?"
"Don't give me any of that bullshit. I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget," he snarled, his voice etched with hostile determination.
"But... but, Ed ... " she protested, and then her voice was swallowed in a frantic gurgle. The sound of violence filled the air.
I ran down the hall and stood at the open door of their bedroom just in time to see my father hauling my mother forcibly out of bed by her neck. His hands encircled her throat, turning her face purple as he jerked her toward him.
All she was wearing was a nightgown. In his fury he slapped her and then tore the flimsy garment from her body, leaving her tremblingly naked.
Her tits wobbled as she cowered in front of him. Then he started strangling her again.
Unable to watch what was happening without trying to stop it when I was the one responsible for the terrible misunderstanding, I bolted into the bedroom.
"I did it," I confessed, throwing myself between them and breaking Dad's hold on Mom's neck. "Mom didn't leave the ransom note. I did!"
They both looked at me like I was an alien from outer space who had just landed in their midst. With their eyes covering me, I realized to my embarrassment that I was wearing nothing, having gone to bed naked and forgetting to put something on when I'd gotten up in the excitement.
"You ... you ..." Dad sputtered at Mom, raising his hand to hit her. "You put her up to it."
"No, no, I swear I didn't," Mom cried. "Please don't hit me."
But he did anyway. His fist cracked against the side of her face and knocked her in a heap to the floor. Her cheek immediately began to blacken from the bruising impact.
Furious at him for hitting Mom, I sprang up and started clawing at my father, gouging my nails into his chest. His shirt ripped off as I fought like a wildcat, my nude body rubbing against his hairy chest in my fury.
Then, with his bare torso heaving, Dad regained his balance enough to hit me even harder than he had slugged Mom. I went flying across the room, banging my head against the bedpost, stilting my consciousness from the impact.
As I shook my head, desperately trying to regain my alertness, I watched my mother rise from the floor and clutch my father around the waist, restraining him from going after me. "Please, Ed, please," she begged, "leave Tina alone. She was just trying to keep the family together. Can't you see she was just trying to tell you how much we want you back?"
"We?" he snorted. "Does that include you too?"
Instead of answering he just looked up into his face from her kneeling position. Her eyes were open as wide as half-dollars. They were misty with tears, obviously pleading to him.
"Well," he demanded, "I'm waiting for an answer. What about you, Muriel? Do you want me back?"
"Yes, yes!" she blurted. "It includes me too,"
"What about the other men?"
"They meant nothing to me."
"Prove it."
"Do you mean you're giving me another chance?" she asked, looking him straight in the eye.
"Try me."
That was enough encouragement for her. In a blur her hands flew to his fly and quickly unbuttoned his pants. Within seconds they were down around his ankles and she was holding his exposed cock in her trembling hands. Mesmerized with surprise at the unexpected turn of events, I watched her swallow his prick with her gaping mouth.
Mom's face was grim with purpose as she furiously sucked on Dad's prick. Looming above her, he stood with his arms folded across his broad chest, skepticism etched on his face.
As my equilibrium returned I watched the incredible scene with rapt fascination, transfixed by what was happening. Breathlessly, I wondered if my mother's desperate gamble would pay off. The future of the whole family was at stake. Everything was riding on her bold venture. The suspense was unbearable.
Then, abruptly, the suspense was over.
First, I noticed that Dad's frown gradually changed to a smile. His face twitched like he didn't want it to happen, but the process was apparently uncontrollable.
When I looked down at his crotch I saw why. My mother's cheeks were bulging. She had succeeded in making Dad's cock as hard as a rock. All of a sudden it was filling her mouth, hopelessly erect and aroused.
Confident that she had won the battle, now Mom commenced to win the war. Her lips pulled along Dad's swollen shaft until only the head of his prick was in her mouth. Then, with a snapping lurch, she sucked him back downward, tearing his foreskin with maddening friction as she gobbled him to the hilt. For emphasis she squeezed his balls as tightly as she could.
Dad started moving his hips in the classic rucking motion. Settling down to the nerve-searing task of screwing her in the mouth, he reamed Mom out, cramming his stiff prick down her sucking throat as far as it would go.
Suddenly I had forgotten all about the dizziness I'd incurred from being slugged and hitting my head against the bedpost. I was incredibly alive, my brain racing, my body tingling, and my senses reeling.
When I felt my crotch tighten, I reached down between my thighs and discovered that my pussy was absolutely sopping wet. I was so turned on that a puddle was forming on the floor, the rug darkened by my oozing flow of passion.
With his cock stroked into rock-hard erection by her mouth, now Dad was hustling Mom toward the bed, panting to get his prick inside her gorgeous cunt and really fuck her. I watched with drooling awe as she fell on her back and threw her legs apart, opening her hairy pussy like a chasm.
With a squishing surge he was inside her. Looking between their legs from the end of the bed, I had a perfect view of the hilted penetration of his cock in her cunt. I'd never seen such a beautiful sight.
Unable to restrain myself any longer, I got up from the floor and flung myself onto the bed beside them. They were so caught up in the passion of fucking that they didn't even notice my presence. But I was determined to change that.
Watching the pale globes of my father's tightly clenched ass surging in a fucking groove between my mother's widely spread legs, I suddenly became obsessed with the unthinkable. Driven to dizzying heights of horniness by the passionate sight of my parents fucking, I lost all reason. Raw lust seized my senses and transformed all of my emotions into sexual vibrations.
I knew what I had to do. Reaching toward my dad, I gouged my fingers into the spongy flesh of his ass and pulled it apart. Drooling, I looked upon the succulent, pulsing button of his anus. It was waiting for me like an engraved invitation.
Now I looked over at the table on the side of the bed. As if a miracle had placed it there, I immediately laid eyes on exactly what I was looking for. Mom's hairbrush. It was perfect for what I had in mind.
Grabbing the brush, I got myself into position and then whammed it between my open thighs. The bristles tore into my tender pussy, but I took their tingling abrasiveness without flinching.
With one end of the brush imbedded in my cunt, I looked down at the other. The long curved handle jutted from the center of my loins, jerking like a plastic dildo.
Stroking it like it was the real thing, I shuddered as though I were fondling my own pulsing cock. When the strange feeling became so intense I could no longer stand it, I knew I was ready to use my new tool.
I was going to fuck my father, just as he had fucked me the night before. If I permitted this extraordinary opportunity to pass without capitalizing on it, I'd never be at peace with myself as long as I lived.
Pulling apart the cheeks of my father's ass, I climbed against his back and crashed the plastic phallus into my father's anus. He shrieked with pain, but never stopped fucking my mother. In fact, the way she screamed, the impact up his ass must have driven his cock an extra couple of hard inches up her cunt.
Welded to the main action in the bed by my hilted connection up my father's ass, I fucked away. The three of us were a grunting, juice-splattering symphony in sensual motion, my father and I pushing while my mother pulled, and then vice versa.
I was so excited that a bomb could have gone off in the next room and it would have made no difference to me.
There were very few things in the universe that I would have noticed at this moment. Then suddenly one of them walked into the bedroom and spoke.
"Wow!" my sister Ginny whistled. "Looks like little Tina came up with a plan to get Dad home to stay she didn't tell us about. Tryin' to keep it all to yourself, huh, sis?"
Without another word she stripped off her nightie and crawled onto the bed with the rest of us. While I fucked my father in the ass I watched Ginny spread her naked loins over Mom's face until her hairy, dripping cunt opened.
Mom's tongue reached out and tickled the drooping petals of Ginny's pussy lips. She was hungry for cunt.
Slowly, tantalizingly, agonizingly, Ginny lowered her spread-legged charms toward Mom's hungrily awaiting mouth. Pussy juice was dribbling onto Mom's face, turning her features into a sticky glaze.
"Do it, Ginny!" Mom implored. "Don't stop now. Sit on my face. Let me taste your pussy."
Then the words were muffled as Mom's mouth filled with hair. Ginny was smothering her with her cunt.
Surely this was the ultimate, my senses told me. Certainly nothing could top this.
But, then, just when I thought the universe had run out of surprises, a new phenomenon arrived on the scene.
"Hey, what's goin' on?" Billy asked sleepily from the hallway. "How come nobody woke me up to go to school?"
When the only reply he received was a continuation of our grunting, groaning, squishing fury, Billy walked into the bedroom to get a better view of what was happening. I swear I could almost hear the spring of his young cock uncoiling from the fly in his pajamas as he gasped, "Jumpin' Jiminy!"
"Crawl aboard, Billy," Ginny beckoned from the tangle of our fucking-sucking foursome. "Haven't you always wanted to fuck your big sister's mouth?"
Did he! He flashed across the room, all of his native shyness shunted aside in the face of the raw spectacle he'd just stumbled upon, and the ball-stirring invitation he'd just received from his sexy seventeen-year-old sister.
"Ooooh, you've got such a big cock for such a little boy," Ginny cooed as she slobbered over Billy's twitching dick. "I sure hope you know what to do with it."
"I know what to do," he huffed defensively from her teasing. "Just ask Tina."
"Oh-ho," she laughed. "So this isn't my little sister's first attempt at bringing the family together. What have you been keeping from us, Tina, honey?"
I tried to think of some way to answer, but it
150 really made no difference. Ginny's interest in me had terminated abruptly, her attention inevitably rivited to the twitching cock looming before her itchy lips.
"So you think you know what to do with that piece, huh, kid?" she growled like a teenage Mae West.
Billy nodded his head vigorously, his prick bouncing up and down in the process.
"Then what are you waiting for, Tiger," she teased. "Fuck mein the mouth before I have to bite it off."
Like an avenging swordsman, he buried the saber of his cock in her mouth. Suddenly he was impaling her face, her mouth stuffed with his throbbing spear.
Now there were five of us fucking and sucking, a mass of raw lust. Our body movements were totally synchronized as we moved in our spectacular configuration like we had been practicing this act for years.
Whenever one of us moved, the others went right along in perfect harmony. Welded by our mouths and loins, our bodies moved as one, a five-headed, three-cunted, two-cocked monster of sex.
Spasming and shuddering, we moved closer and closer toward the brink of coming. The way we were going, the instant one of us was hit by orgasm, the other four would be carried away simultaneously.
Pumping my plastic cock into my father's tight
151 asshole, I could hardly wait for the mass orgasm to start. Looking over my father's shoulder at my cunt-eating mother and my mouth-fucking brother and sister, I held my breath and waited for things to explode.
Then it happened. Draped over my father's ever-thrusting body, I could feel the rumble in his loins. The pulsing of his prostate gland deep in his rectum made the hairbrush connecting his ass to my crotch vibrate to the depths of my cunt. His sperm was definitely on its way, surging from his balls and rushing through his shaft toward Mom's pussy.
Suddenly Mom was screaming deliriously, orgasmically triggered by the hot wetness of Dad's scalding jizz in her box. The rest of us instantaneously followed suit, filling the room with the din of our multiple climax.
Billy's sperm shot into Ginny's mouth. There was so much of it that her cheeks ballooned. Then the excess jizz came trickling from her nose and spurting from the corners of her tightly packed mouth.
Ginny's foaming cunt flowed all over Mom's face. What she couldn't swallow lathered down her chin and neck.
But the most incredible sensation was reserved for yours truly. Unbelievably, I felt like I was actually ejaculating in my father's ass. As orgasmic tremors swept over my body, spreading from my thrusting loins, I felt as excitingly drained as if I'd just deposited a gooey wad of semen in his tight shit-pit.
With all of us moaning and groaning and creaming and coming, the bed shook like it was going to collapse. But miraculously it held, the springs screeching from the terrible beating they were taking.
The first round of coming finished, on cue we started to shift positions.
Mom slid out from under Dad and went for Billy, drooling at the sight of his still-stiff prick. If she was proud of my pussy, her chest must have swelled equally from the nearly man-sized hard-on jutting from Billy's loins.
She pulled Billy to her naked body and wrapped her long legs around his narrow waist, swallowing his stiff, young prick with her gooey cunt. She cried for him to fuck her.
Dad went for Ginny. Spreading her legs, she flexed the hairy target of her juicy cunt at him, inviting his throbbing prick to spear her between the thighs. Huffing and puffing, he fell heavily into the well of her thighs and slammed his meat into her awaiting gash.
Watching both couples blindly fuck, I sadly wished Mom and Dad had had another baby boy right after Billy so he would be just old enough for me to fuck now. As it was I was left out, a fifth wheel, my cunt blazing with no one to satisfy it.
But was I really left out?
The gruff sound of Ranger's bark filled my ears. He was standing at the bedroom door, a quizzical look on his shaggy face, trying to understand what we were doing to each other.
"Here, boy," I called. "Up on the bed."
At first Ranger didn't heed my command, obviously wary of the spectacle. But when I laid back and temptingly spread my legs, his bushy tail started to wag and his dick hardened under his belly. He dashed across the room and bounded onto the bed, knowing exactly what I, wanted from the sight of my wet cunt.
Rolling over into a kneeling position, I pushed my pussy into his face from the rear like an animal in heat. His damp nose quivered against my pulsing labia as he sniffed my cunt, panting from its pungent scent.
"Do it like you did the other night, Ranger," I begged bim. "Remember what you did to me when I was sick?"
Panting with canine excitement, he jumped up on my back, digging his claws into my skin. The head of his cock felt enormous against my ultra-sensitive pussy lips, sliding around as it tried to get inside of me. But he couldn't get it in.
The more he fumbled with his slippery prick against the outside of my cunt, the more impatient I got. The sight of Mom and Ginny with their pussies filled with charging cock-meat made me want a cunt full of male gristle.
"Fuck me, Ranger, fuck me!" I cried. "Fuck me, you dumb mutt!"
Then, suddenly, my frustration melted. All at once Ranger was within me. My complaints dissolved into a long throaty moan as my pussy filled with inch after inch of turgid dog prick;
Now all three females in the family were being fucked to the hilt by the three males. Stiff cocks plunged to the depths of our cunts, our tight pussy walls creating maddening friction that spurred all six of us to frenzied heights of passion.
Mom, Ginny and I groaned as one, the mouths of our wombs being breached by bruising cock-heads.
Dad, Billy and Ranger slobbered wildly as they twisted their cocks in the throbbing wounds between our legs. Deeper and deeper they pushed, slamming their balls against our crotches, desperately trying to fill our cunts with their manly seeds.
Dad grunted like a bellowing bull elephant and crashed his muscular loins against Ginny's uplifted pelvis. I could hear the bones grinding as the barrel of his cock completely disappeared into the maw of her cunt. Then, bubblingly, the white milk of his sperm began to collect around the corners of her box, too much of it spurting within for her pussy to hold. Quickly my sister's thighs were covered with the cream of Dad's jizz.
Emulating his father, Billy twisted in the clutching web of Mom's thighs and completely buried his prick in her sucking cunt. Just like Dad's, his cum filled her fuck-canal beyond capacity and then came rushing out, spreading from her pussy in a thick gruel. She moaned in ecstasy, writhing under her son.
Now it was Ranger's turn. Last was not least as his cock shot off in my cunt like a rifle. Moving like a high-velocity bullet, his hot cum ripped into me, exploding against my pussy tissues. It backed up in my love-tunnel until there was no further space for it, and then surged with a thigh-splattering spray from my tightly packed cunt. Engorged and drenched with dog sperm, I came and came and carne.
As Ranger howled from the incredibly spurting pressure that turned his nuts inside out, I looked around at the rest of the family. They were writhing in ecstasy, everybody coming at once. It was a beautiful sight.
At last I realized the true meaning of togetherness.
I couldn't help but think that the family that lays together, stays together.