Chapter 5
"I know what happened," Terry said to Kathy.
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"C'mon, you're not kidding anybody, Sis."
"Really, Terry-"
"Want me to spell it out for you?" Terry cut his sister off. "You and dad. Want to hear more?"
Kathy just stood there, her face the color of chalk.
"After I left your room last night, you had a visitor," Terry continued. "It was dad. And he took my place in bed with you."
"N-no," Kathy muttered, not sure whether she was trying to lie or to pretend that her brother couldn't possibly know what he was talking about.
"Dad fucked you last, night, Sis," Terry charged with blunt certainty. "I heard him going into your room and listened to the rest through the wall."
Kathy had no choice but to admit the truth.
"All right," she confessed. "So daddy and I did get it on. It was just something that happened- just like with me and you."
"That's exactly what I was getting to, Sis-me and you," Terry said. "Now that you're screwing dad, where does that leave us?"
Kathy was at a loss for an answer. Finally she stammered, "I-I just don't know."
"And while you're making up your mind, just what do I do about a piece of ass the next time I get horny?" Terry snapped.
"There are other girls," Kathy weakly replied.
"You gonna fix me up with them?" Terry snapped again. "You got me used to a steady diet of fucking and I'm not going back to jerking-off, that's for damn sure. One way or another you'd better deliver me some pussy."
"Or what?" Kathy found the courage to ask.
Terry grinned like a shark.
"Or I'll blow the whistle on you, cunt," he said with quiet menace.
"You wouldn't dare," Kathy gulped.
"Try me."
All Kathy could think of to say was, "Let me think. I'll come up with something, Terry. But I need a little time."
"I'll give you twenty-four hours, bitch," Terry snarled. "By then you'd better have some easy pussy for me-yours or somebody else's-or I'm telling everything I know."
Kathy left her brother with the weight of the world on her shoulders. Cutting school, she went to the movies to think, sitting through a double feature and never looking at the screen as she racked her brain for a way out of the squeeze her brother had put on her.
She thought about her girlfriends. They were all so square. Maybe with time Terry could successfully get into the pants of one or another of them, but not on such short notice.
"What could I say to them?" Kathy muttered to herself. "Come on like some kind of female pimp and tell them, my brother wants to fuck them? No way."
Then Kathy got an idea. It was bizarre to be sure, but it had a core of logic that she could not dismiss.
"It's just far-out enough to work," she told herself. "And if it did pan out, then everything would be settled. There'd be nothing to worry about anymore."
Kathy got up and left the movie, her brainstorm buzzing in her head. On her way home, she worked out the details, blotting out the risk her plan involved by concentrating on the problems it would solve should it succeed.
Approaching her house, Kathy was pleased to see the station wagon in the driveway. That meant her mother was home.
"So far, so good," Kathy confidently chuckled. "School's not out yet, so mom and I will be the only ones around. I'll have at least a couple of hours to make something happen."
Kathy let herself in through the front door, purposely making a lot of noise so her mother would come running. It was all part of her plan.
"Kathy. What are you doing home from school so early?" Tina Fuller appeared in the hallway and said. She had just finished taking a shower and a robe was all she wore.
"Feel kinda funny, Mom," Kathy answered.
"What's the matter, honey?" Tina asked her daughter with concern.
"W-well," Kathy stammered, putting on an act she had rehearsed on the way home, "it's, uh, kinda personal. Don't know quite how to describe it."
"Female problems?" Tina said knowingly, approaching her daughter.
Kathy nodded, then told her mother, "I have this funny feeling, you know, between my legs. Can't quite describe it. Stuff's coming out and I throb down there, but it's not the same as when I have my period."
"Maybe I'd better take a look," Tina said.
"Oh, Mom, I'd be so embarrassed," Kathy replied with a phony blush.
"Nonsense." Tina took charge. "We're both women, so there're no secrets between us. If a girl can't come to her mother with her problems, then who can she trust? Take off your skirt and panties and let's have a look."
Kathy couldn't believe how well things were going. Her mother couldn't have been taking the bait any better.
"Could you undress me, Mom?" Kathy murmured. "I'm sort of nervous."
"Sure, sweetheart," Tina soothed. "Just take it easy."
While Kathy stood motionless, her mother unzipped her at the waist. When her skirt was loose and had fallen to the floor, Kathy stood in her sheer panties, pointing to the damp spot at their tight crotch.
"I've been leaking all day, Kathy told her mother. "And tingling something awful."
"Well, let's see what's causing it," Tina said.
She slid her fingers under the elastic of her daughter's panties and forced them down Kathy's hips.
"Better sit down so I can get a better look," Tina advised.
Kathy went to the couch, asking, "Should I spread my legs, Mom?"
"Good idea," Tina agreed.
And so Kathy parted her thighs, opening up her bare cunt for her mother's inspection. The plan was working perfectly so far.
"It's wet down there, isn't it, Mom?" Kathy referred to her sopping twat. "Here, I'll give you an even better look."
Putting her fingers to her pussy lips, Kathy stretched her gash into a pink yawn. The sweet smell of damp cunt filled the air.
"Are you all right, Mom?" Kathy asked as her mother stared at her gaping pussy.
"It-it's just that you're such a beautiful girl," Tina nervously rasped, reaching forward to touch her daughter's cunt.
"Oooooh, Mom, that feels so good," Kathy moaned, wiggling her ass as her mother's trembling fingers traced the inner ridges of her flared pussy lips.
Tina yanked her hand away from Kathy's twat, muttering, "No... no... there's something very wrong here."
"What could be wrong with something we both enjoy?" Kathy purred. "I like it when you touch my cunt and I can tell you like to do it."
"God, I don't believe this is happening," Tina winced, her fingertips sticky with her daughter's pussy juice.
"It is happening, Mom," Kathy boldly stated, launching into the next phase of her scheme. The scheme she had hatched in the movie theatre.
A scheme to seduce her own mother.
Kathy's plan was as simple as it was devious. She would come on to her mother. Force the kind of lesbian confrontation that was every woman's secret fantasy. The pay off would follow. Blackmail.
After they had gotten it on, Kathy would tell her mother, "If you don't want this to get out, you'd better do what I want."
And what Kathy wanted was for her mother to agree to fuck Terry. That's how Kathy intended to complete her pimping chores of her brother. By delivering him his own mother to ball.
It would all be kept in the family this way. Everybody would be equally guilty of incest, which was the cornerstone of Kathy's strategy. Nobody could squeal on anybody else for something they had done themselves.
However, in the meantime, Kathy had to take care of first things first before reaching her final objective. Her mother had to be brought into the incestuous fold before she could become a pawn in the game.
"Take your robe off, Mom," Kathy cooed. "Maybe you'll feel more comfortable if I can see your pussy too."
"I-I couldn't," Tina choked. "I'm just not that kind of woman."
"Don't worry, Mom," Kathy soothed. "All of us have a little bit of lesbian in us. Just because we let it come out once in awhile doesn't mean there's something wrong with us. It's only natural. C'mon relax. Let me see your body."
Kathy's mother was trembling. But she could not resist the temptation that had thrown this fear into her. She untied the sash around her waist and let the robe fall from her shoulders. A moment later Tina Fuller was standing nude before her daughter.
"Come here, Mom," Kathy beckoned.
Dazed by her lust, Tina dropped to her knees at the shrine of her daughter's succulent cunt.
"Eat me, Mom," Kathy commanded. "Suck my pussy the way you know you really want to."
Tina's mouth was drawn magnetically to the inviting slash of Kathy's wide-open twat. Oral lips met pussy lips. A mother's tongue slipped into her daughter's cunt.
"Mmmm, so sweet," Tina slurped after a long, lingering taste of Kathy's cunt.
"I knew you'd like it, Mom," Kathy mewed. "And I'll bet I say the same thing when I go down on your pussy."
"Let's do it so we can both eat each other at the same time," Tina suggested, having quickly gotten into the swing of things after her first erotic contact with someone of the same sex.
"Crawl up on the couch, Mom," Kathy said. "We can sixty-nine."
"Sounds delicious, sweetheart," Tina eagerly responded.
Kathy extended her hand, helping her mother up from the floor. Then, with Tina climbing on top of the action, the two generations of Fuller women positioned themselves in the classic sucking position. Heads dived between spread thighs and mouths fastened themselves on the awaiting sweetness. The wet sounds of tongues testing twats lapped the air.
"Oh, Mom, you're eating me just right," Kathy sighed as Tina dug orally into her cunt. "Use your tongue just like a cock and really fuck me with it. I'll be coming in your mouth before you know it."
Performing like an experienced lesbian, Tina pumped her tongue in the moist channel of her daughter's cunt. Kathy rolled her hips in response, just as if she were being balled by a real prick.
Then Tina added something extra to the erotic mix. Bringing her hand into play, she slipped her fingers into the crack of Kathy's squirming butt and massaged the puckering blossom of her daughter's asshole.
"Mmmm, Mom, you really know what you're doing," Kathy moaned in reaction to the simultaneous stimulation of her pussy and ass. "Really know how to make a girl get off in no time flat."
Kathy gave in to the pressure of her senses and climaxed with a shudder that rocked the couch on which she and her mother were sixty-nining. While Kathy came, Tina sucked up the fresh supply of pussy juice flowing from her daughter's cunt. This oral suction from her mother just made Kathy get off harder and harder.
"Love it, Mom, love it!" Kathy cried. "Keep me coming! You've got me flying and I don't want to land!"
Thrilled by her daughter's orgastic response to her efforts, Tina did some improvising. Switching the placement of her tongue and fingers, she reversed the order of her climax-inducing tactics. Now Tina was tonguing Kathy's asshole, while expertly fingerfucking her daughter's pussy. The change was an unqualified success, seeming to make Kathy come twice as much.
"God, Mom, you're an absolute genius at getting me off," Kathy groaned in gratitude. "Don't stop what you're doing. Get your whole hand inside my cunt... tongue my ass until you can taste shit."
Tina first did as she was asked in her daughter's ass. Extending her tongue until it ached, she probed Kathy's shitpit until a better flavor that was unmistakably crap pricked her taste buds.
Then, when it came to her daughter's cunt, Tina exceeded Kathy's expectations. She didn't stop at forcing her entire hand within the accommodating teenage pussy. Once she'd stretched the canal to the limit, Tina actually made a fist. A fist that was at least double the size of any cock.
"Fan-tas-tic!" Kathy screamed with ecstasy, while her mother poured it on.
It continued like this, with Tina fistfucking her daughter's pussy and tongue-fucking her ass. Went on until Kathy could take no more. With one last orgastic seizure, the mind-blown teenager stiffened like a board in one instant, then collapsed in the next. All of a sudden, Kathy was limper than a rag doll, sprawled as if every bone in her body had been broken.
"You all right, baby?" a concerned Tina asked her devastated daughter.
"If there's such a thing as coming too much, Mom," Kathy moaned, "you made me do it. I'm beat."
Swinging around on top of Kathy, Tina straddled the exhausted girl's shoulders, casting the shadow of her crotch across her daughter's face.
"Well, you'd better recover pretty damn quick. Mother's orders." Tina looked down and chuckled. " 'Cause you still haven't made me come yet and you owe me."
"Give me a break, Mom," Kathy answered, grinning with fatigue at her mother's raunchy demand. "You really took it out of me. At least let me catch my breath."
"No way I'm waiting on you, girl," Tina teased. "I'll force you to get me off."
"God, I don't believe it." Kathy managed, despite her weakness, to giggle. "I've finally run into somebody who's even hornier than I am."
"Well, baby doll, you'd better damn well believe it," Tina said. And then she abruptly sat on her daughter's face, forcing her steamy cunt flush against Kathy's mouth.
"Eat me off, you!" Tina commanded.
Smothered by the sweet warmth of her mother's throbbing pussy, Kathy forgot all about how tired she was. Unfurling with erection, her tongue jabbed straight up Tina's twat, then started moving in an oral fucking motion that was practically the equal of any prick.
"That's it, darling!" Tina squealed. "Just keep jamming your tongue all the way up inside my cunt. I'll come in your mouth so hard you'll have more pussy juice than you can drink."
Kathy kept it up. She'd thought she was all done in, but her tongue turned out to be tireless. It pumped in and out, doing a flawless job in her mother's twat.
Then, in addition to her vigorous tongue-fucking, Kathy brought her fingers into play. She separated the folds at the summit of her mother's cunt, locating Tina's clit. And what a clit it was. A fat spike of rigid flesh that kept insisting on further stimulation no matter how much it was pinched and twisted.
"Shit, what a trip!" Tina coarsely shouted as Kathy orally pronged her pussy and mauled her clit. "I knew you could do it, baby! Damn, we're dynamite together!"
Kathy's insistent tongue-thrusts and expert fingering had her mother bouncing on top of her now. Tina's climax could not be too far off. It wasn't.
"It's happening! Oooooh, I'm exploding inside!" Tina whooped. "I'm coming so fucking hard!"
As if Kathy needed to be told. Tina's cunt was spilling it's sticky discharge like an overturned honey pot. Never having tasted anything so sweet as her mother's pussy juice, Kathy feasted.
Swiveling her hips and grinding her ass, Tina corkscrewed Kathy's tongue inside her twat. Raging, Tina's climax gave no evidence of getting anything but stronger.
On the bottom of her mother's orgastic gyrations, Kathy had difficulty getting air. Hair and meat blocked her nose and mouth, while pussy juice clogged her breathing passages. With the problem growing increasingly serious, Kathy reluctantly recognized that she needed to escape from the sweet trap of her mother's cunt.
"Eat me off, you," Tina challenged her daughter. To achieve her freedom, Kathy was forced to do just that.
Withdrawing her tongue from her mother's twat and pulling back her lips, Kathy brought her teeth into play. She gnawed. She chewed. If Tina didn't give, her cunt would be hamburger.
Give Tina did. But only after she had taken Kathy's oral punishment as long as she could stand it.
"Sweet fucking Jesus," Tina whimpered with orgastic joy when she finally toppled from her daughter's face. "That hurt sooo gooood. Wish I could've stood it longer. Too bad I'm only human."
Kathy inspected her mother's mutilated cunt, murmuring, "Oh, Mom, you should see what I did to you."
"Get a mirror, baby and show it to me," Tina eagerly requested.
Kathy left the couch, coming back with a compact from her purse. Snapping it open, she held it between her mother's legs so Tina could groove on the reflection.
"What a lovely mess," Tina commented on her inflamed twat, fingering the crimson folds. "God, I just wish I'd had the guts to let you eat right through me, baby."
"Don't tempt me now that I've caught my breath, Mom," Kathy chuckled, her lips joined at the corners of her mouth with sparkling strands of pussy juice.
"Fortunately, I've got just enough sense left not to turn you loose on my cunt again," Tina sighed. "In the meantime, though, why don't you hold me to keep me out of trouble."
Kathy responded at once, slipping into Tina's embrace. And so the first sexual encounter between mother and daughter came to a close, with the two of them in one another's arms. Together they clung, resting on a couch that had had its upholstery stained with their pussy juice.
Happiness was not the word to describe the emotion shared by mother and daughter. Nor merely joy. To Tina and Kathy, what the two of them had achieved was nothing less than heaven on earth.