Chapter 10
Jeff said nothing to his wife about her obscene magazines and vibrator for the next few days, but bided his time until Friday night. With what he planned, he wanted the entire weekend free for action.
His ripely curved brunette wife was also silent most of the time, sometimes watching her daughter Cindy with smoldering eyes, remembering passionate little Margie with trembling delight. For some odd reason, the young blonde was haunting her thoughts, and Karen realized she'd been deeply moved by the girl, by something wistful and shining in her eyes. Margie's parents were downright slobs, and she sensed the girl's profound unhappiness like a dark cloud.
What Margie really needed was a decent family, lots of hugging and affection. Those thoughts sent shivers of excitement up Karen's spine. She'd have to visit Margie again soon, but first she'd have to brace herself for her revolting parents!
Now Cindy seemed to be avoiding her mother, her face flushing slightly whenever they met, her eyes averting Karen's gaze. This was partly due to Cindy's knowledge of her hidden magazines and vibrator, and mainly because Cindy feared her mother would find out about her and her father. They'd made it again last night while Karen went to her P.T.A. meeting, a hot, furiously lustful session, starting again in the shower -- Cindy would never be able to shower again without getting hotly aroused at the memories -- and ending up on the bathroom rug in a frenzied fucking episode that still left wild tingles in her throbbing pussy.
On Friday afternoon, as soon as she got out of school, Cindy went directly to her father's office, as he'd told her to that morning. He spent an hour talking to hex in the privacy of his office, a conversation that left his daughter, who sat on his lap squirming her plump ass in sensuous hot wriggles which almost made Jeff shoot off in his pants despite his torrid lunch hour with Sally, dazed and apprehensive -- and fiercely excited.
"It's the only way," Jeff told Cindy before she left. "Otherwise, if she can't get what she needs at home she'll stay out more and more and get wilder and wilder. You love your mother, don't you, Cindy?"
The girl nodded solemnly.
"Well, so do I," Jeff said. "And this is how we'll keep her at home where she belongs. Are you willing?"
Quickly, Cindy nodded. But she was still trembling when she got home. Suppose they were all wrong about her mother? But what other bizarre purpose would the obscene magazines and the vibrator have for her? And her father's reasoning, strange as it was, did strike Cindy as logical: if she could swing with her father, then why couldn't she satisfy her beautiful mother's fierce, wanton desires?
By eight o'clock that night, after a tense, silent dinner with furtive glances around the table, Cindy was still confused and shaken up, but determined to go through with it. Freshly bathed, she stood naked in front of her dresser mirror, dabbing perfume on her taut, tingling hot nipples, down over her softly rounded belly, on her silky tangle of cunt-hairs and sleek inner thighs and finally on her ass-cheeks -- just in case her mother found her lush naked ass as wildly exciting as her father did.
Putting on her robe, Cindy took a deep breath to brace herself and knocked on her mother's bedroom door. For the past few nights, Karen had gone to bed early, to read she'd said, but actually to avoid her husband and daughter. She was afraid that somehow they'd find out about her depraved night in San Francisco that her eyes or trembling fingers would give her away.
"Come in," en called, putting her book aside. She was under the blankets, but sitting up against propped pillows. Her ripe, lavishly curved tits almost spilled out over the top of her black negligee. Cindy shut the door behind her and, her heart hammering against her ribs, and sat on the edge of her mother's bed.
"What is it, Cindy?" Karen asked awkwardly. They hadn't spoken much in the past few months, just stilted, meaningless conversation. But the fragrant presence of Cindy's lush body, snugly filling out her robe, made Karen's throat dry and her pulse sing with feverish desire.
God, her daughter was sexy!
"We never talk any more, Mom," Cindy began clumsily. She knew what she had to say and do, because Jeff had made it crystal-clear to her that afternoon. "Just follow my instructions," he'd told Cindy firmly. "Do as I say and she'll melt like boiling wax. And," Jeff had added softly, his huge cock straining fiercely at his pants as Cindy rubbed her warm ass on his lap, "I've got a hunch you're going to like it!"
"You've got a problem, haven't you, darling?" Karen said, trying to sound as motherly as possible. It wasn't easy, with Cindy's gorgeously ripening tits and lush ass only a foot or so away!
"We both have a problem, Mom," Cindy said, her eyes burning. "Can I -- just cuddle up to you in bed, Mom? You never hug me or kiss me any more," Cindy blurted out truthfully. "You never show me any love!"
The brunette's face flushed. "I know, honey, I've got a lot of things on my mind... strange things. Sure, come on in bed with me, Cindy."
Trembling wildly, Cindy got under the covers. "Turn off the lamp, please, Mom," she whispered.
Karen switched the lamp off and faced her daughter, holding her tightly in her arms. They pressed their warm tits together and a soft moan escaped Karen's throat. She reminded herself sternly that this was her daughter, not Margie. But all the delicious, thrilling memories of Margie's sweet, boiling pussy beneath her stroking fingers and feverish lips, the feel of her plump tits crushing to her lips, her soft hot ass wriggling with joy as Karen rammed her mouth to her juicy thighs, all these lustful memories rushed through Karen's mind like a tremendously exciting replay.
"Let's get undressed, Mom!" Cindy whispered in the dark. "I want to feel close."
Although Karen didn't want to, knew she wouldn't be able to control herself once their naked flesh touched, she eagerly slipped out of her negligee while Cindy took off her robe. Cindy trembled wildly in her mother's arms, their hot silky tits crushing together, and then the girl eagerly wrapped her sleek legs around her mother's and their moist pussies came into electrifying contact.
And that's when the dam of Karen's wild passion burst.
With a deep passionate moan, Karen snaked her tongue into Cindy's mouth and rubbed her luscious ass with frantic fingers, jerking her throbbing cunt against her daughter's hot pussy. Instantly Cindy was wildly aroused, her cunt gushing small trickles of juice.
"Can't help myself, baby!" gasped Karen, sliding down under the covers. She sucked on Cindy's naked tits in a fever of lust, then burrowed her mouth down to Cindy's belly, licking and kissing and biting soft folds of flesh, her blood singing with wanton joy, her desire so fierce she was sobbing.
Panting and moaning, Cindy drew up her knees and spread her burning thighs wide, already beginning to jerk her boiling cunt. She was deliriously aroused, not only because Karen was her own mother but because she was a hotly sensuous woman in her own right, voluptuous, every inch of her gorgeous flesh reeking with hot sex, her searing lips now showering wild kisses on Cindy's inner thighs, edging closer to her trembling pussy.
Then with a sob of wanton bliss, Karen rammed her mouth to Cindy's hotly sucking cunt. The delicious squirming flesh was exciting beyond her wildest fantasies -- sweet, juicy, succulent, fantastically hot and tender.
The girl was coming at once, primed to an intense pitch of passion since her father took her cherry earlier in the week, and cunningly introduced her to the breathtaking ecstasy of oral sex. Only it was even more feverishly exciting with her own beautiful mother sucking her off ravenously, more thrilling and obscene and shocking, Karen's tongue darting up Cindy's sensitive asshole to make her scream with happiness.
In a daze of violent passion, the sexy brunette immersed herself totally in the savage excitement of going down on her own gorgeous daughter. She felt her pussy beginning to spasm with unbearable ecstasy as Cindy came in her mouth in hot gushes, thinking, of all the times she'd, dreamed of this moment while urgently finger-fucking herself and staring at pictures of lovely girls making it with torrid lust.
And it was better, wilder, more delicious and wanton in the hot, luscious flesh than all her frenzied fantasies.
With Cindy's stunning sexiness and youth, Karen could easily pretend she was a pinup or a stewardess as slit devoured her spasming cunt passionately. Listening to her daughter's fierce cries of joy, feeling her ripe naked ass swinging madly in her hands, Karen's vivid imagination was already dressing Cindy up in a mini-skirted stewardess' uniform. Only her sexy daughter would be stark naked beneath and Karen would have her sit on her lap while she played with her juicy cunt, both of them getting worked up feverishly before Karen went down on her with breathless hunger, rolling up her skirt to expose her silky wet thighs, lapping at her sweet pussy in a storm of raw lust.
Again and again Cindy came in her wantonly sucking mouth, panting and thrashing and screaming while her dazed mother sated her deepest urge. Her mind was reeling with anticipation as she saw herself, and Cindy playing an assortment of deliciously sexy games, with Cindy dressed as a nurse, always naked and hotly primed beneath the uniform, and Karen playing the bedridden patient, then Cindy as an alluring pinup and Karen taking pictures before tugging her panties savagely aside and wolfing at her sleek burning thighs.
At last Cindy, exhausted and shuddering with too many fierce orgasms, begged for mercy and Karen released her, holding her in her arms and soothing her runaway lust.
Now Cindy, profoundly curious and excited again, went down on her mother, cautiously at first, then with soaring passion once she tasted her honeyed hot cunt, and it was Karen's turn to wriggle and cry and come all over her daughter's eager face. Quickly, it became a feverish sixty-nine, both brunettes shuddering in ecstasy as they licked frantically at each other's spasming pussies.
Two hours later, Cindy fell asleep in her mother's arms, exhausted but deeply fulfilled; a wonderful molten glow in her loins, her lips still tingling with desire. She'd always thought her mother was sexy, but only savoring her ripe, delicious tits and caressing her curved ass and kissing her sleek thighs could show her how madly passionate and desirable the sultry brunette could really be.
While Cindy slept, Karen's mind whirled, thinking about the games, dreaming about the wanton pleasures she'd have with her own daughter -- and husband.
Before going to sleep, Cindy had confessed everything -- how her father had taken her cherry in the shower a few nights before, how they'd swung lustfully ever since, even, in fact, how Jeff had put her up to this!
They'd had separate bedrooms for the past year, Jeff sleeping in the guest room, but all that would be changed from now on. He was so considerate that he was letting her have Cindy all to herself tonight. Karen was angry only for a few minutes when Cindy told her about Jeff taking her cherry, but then she realized none of this would have happened if he didn't.
Besides, she couldn't wait to see her husband in action with her luscious daughter!
Mother and daughter slept in each other's arms, their hot naked flesh pressed sensuously together, waking before dawn to swing lustfully with renewed excitement.
Karen forgot all about Margie.
But Margie didn't forget about her -- not for a moment.
Margie showed up at the house two nights later, bringing only a small overnight case. Karen was startled to see her at first, then when Margie explained she had to run away from her brutal parents and asked to spend just one night, Karen embraced the girl warmly and told her she was more than welcome.
And Margie stayed on, becoming accepted as a regular member of the family in the next few weeks. Cindy especially liked the gum-chewing blonde, so much so in fact that the girls frequently slept together. When Margie wasn't spending the night with Karen or Jeff or both...
For the first few weeks, the wild-lipped blonde almost wore them all out. Sleeping with Margie meant usually that you barely got any sleep at all, but once she realized she had a real home, with all the loving she could handle, Margie calmed down a little. Her wanton mouth and feverishly hot little pussy rarely ever calmed down, which kept all of them happy, especially Cindy, who told curious neighbors Margie was her cousin from the East who'd come to live with them.
They became a very warm, close-knit family as the summer went by, going on picnics and camping trips. They played Karen's strange, never-ending games, with Cindy and Margie dressing up in different uniforms and playing different roles, and occasionally Jeff joining in, playing doctor to their nurse and patient, judge to their offending criminal -- this was Cindy's favorite game, since punishment usually came in the form of a hot spanking, always followed by fierce, wanton swinging with all of them taking part.
Once, as Jeff was driving out of town he glanced back to see the huge sign that said: WELCOME TO BASCOM BAY -- A NICE PLACE TO LIVE!
It was a very nice place to live, when you had a sexy wife and two sweet, loving daughters who always obeyed their parents.
And two stacked, very efficient secretaries like Sally and Laura, who also knew it was best to obey their boss, right down to the lusty letter.