Chapter 4
Two things happened in the Halsey household that night that both perplexed and angered George Halsey.
First, he was left holding a half-gallon of Cherry Delight ice cream with a stupid look on his face in the hallway, just outside his bedroom door.
Second, Sheila had sharply informed him he could use Cindy's bedroom that night. For her own protection, Sheila announced, the girl would be sleeping with her.
George was deeply dismayed at both these unexpected events. What was he supposed to do with the fucking ice cream, pack it around his dick and make a living banana split?
But that didn't bother him half as much as the other surprise. He'd assumed, since Vera Carpenter had magically turned his voluptuous blonde wife on, that she would be hot to trot tonight. If she was, she gave George no indication of it. And the bitch was more beautiful than ever since that swap-radiant-eyed, wet-lipped, moving with a sexy grace she'd never shown before. Even her tits and ass seemed bigger, more lushly curved, bringing hot urgent tingles to George's cock.
But if anything she was colder than usual toward him.
This especially baffled and angered George, because he knew for a fact she'd fucked Lloyd Carpenter half to death. All the bastard did was wink and pump his hand and grin with weary satisfaction when they'd left their house.
So why was he suddenly off-limits? And more important, why was she sleeping with Cindy tonight? To protect her against lecherous George? Maybe. Maybe to suck on her hot young cherry too, George thought with indignation.
That fucking Vera could go down on a statue of the Madonna and turn her into a raving whore!
Sullenly, George went into his daughter's bedroom for the night. Never one to give up to the cruel ironies of fate, he rummaged in Cindy's closet until he found her dirty laundry. Excited, George dug out a pair of pink panites and sniffed at the crotch. He brought them to bed with him, a poor consolation until he got down to the real thing, but better than jerking off to the late movie.
In her and George's bedroom, Sheila's eyes smoldered on her daughter as they got ready for bed, her blood singing and her lips tingling madly. She'd never looked at Cindy like this before, with the hot eyes of anticipation instead of motherly concern, and she was excited, almost deliriously aroused.
"I left my nightie and robe in my room, Mommy," Cindy told her in her breathless voice. "Can I go get them?"
"Don't disturb your father, dear," Sheila said, thinking he was probably masturbating on her nightie already, the horny slob. An obedient and devoted daughter, Cindy did not ask why her mother and father were sleeping apart tonight. Or why George wasn't using the guest bedroom, and why Cindy was sleeping with her mother. The softly curved, wide-eyed young girl obeyed her mother to the precise letter.
Like her own parents, Sheila had been a strict, demanding mother, issuing orders like an Army general. And it was Sheila the girl always listened to, not her father. In fact, although Cindy loved her father she also regarded him with a cautious tolerance, the way her mother did. The young virgin identified with her mother very strongly.
"You can sleep in your birthday suit," Sheila told Cindy. "I will, too, honey. We'll have a slumber party, all right?"
Cindy nodded eagerly. She loved to be cuddled by her ripe-titted mother, feeling all warm and happy and reassured. Mommy was the strong one in the family, she instinctively sensed. Daddy drank and smoked constantly and told the same corny jokes over and over and over until you could scream.
Now as Sheila threw back the covers, her eyes drank in Cindy's lovely skin, her budding tits with their fat, dusky nipples, her silken belly and adorable little nest of cunt-hairs above her plump thighs. Her ass was so luscious, each cheek dimpled as though it were smiling at you. The cutest ass in the world, Sheila thought with fierce excitement.
She didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about what she planned to do. Something had snapped in her brain when Vera went down on her and brought her the first real orgasm of her life. Afterward, she felt angry because she'd been cheated all her life out of her rightful sexual pleasure.
Never again! She was determined to make up for those lost, miserable years with every fiber of her soul, as well as her lips, pussy, ass, fingers and everything else she could bring to bear .
Sheila also sensed she might be crazy with lust now, but she didn't give a damn either. She wouldn't hurt Cindy, not unless you called giving her the blow job of her life painful. Had Vera hurt her? Hell, no! Just thinking of the wanton, lust-maddened brunette made Sheila tremble and ooze honey from her softly pulsing cunt.
Like a lot of women who'd been deeply repressed in sex matters as children, Sheila was going full blast to the opposite extreme. It was Nature's way of compensating, and the urges rising in her blood now were so powerful, they were virtually uncontrollable.
When Cindy had crawled in bed beside her, Sheila turned out the lamp with trembling fingers. But she didn't lie down again. She propped a pillow behind her and sat up, her tits heaving with wild excitement. She drew up her knees and spread her thighs.
"Mommy wants to cuddle you, honey," she told her daughter, gently pulling her arm. "Come sit against her."
Eagerly, Cindy sat up between her mother's warm thighs. She leaned back against Sheila's hot tits and the blonde circled her daughter with her arms, trying to control her wild hunger. Gently, she cupped Cindy's silky little tits in her fingers and caressed them.
"You're getting to be a big girl now," Sheila said hoarsely. "My girl. Feels good, doesn't it, Cindy?'.'
"Yes, Mommy," the girl whispered. It felt strange, but very good to be held by her mother like this, all snuggled up in the darkness, their naked flesh so close. Her mother's naked tits were very hot against her soft back.
And the girl could feel her mother's wet, hotly squirming pussy against her ass, but that felt good, too, strangely exciting. Her breath coming faster, Cindy hugged her mother's hands to her tits tightly.
"I feel funny, Mommy," she whispered. "All hot and bothered. You're going to do something to me, aren't you?"
"Do what?" Sheila said, startled. But Cindy was a very bright girl, unlike her father, thank Christ.
"You know," Cindy whispered, trembling. "Like sex. I can feel it, Mommy! That's what you want, isn't it? I don't mind," she rushed on, rubbing her back eagerly to her mother's burning tits. "I'd rather it was you than someone else! And if you do it, it can't be wrong! You'd never hurt me, I know that ..."
Sheila hugged Cindy's tits fiercely and kissed the nape of her daughter's neck. Smart, beautiful little thing! Now that she was willing, Sheila hardly knew where to start in her fever of lust. But she kept vividly in mind how Vera had turned her on, slowly, cautiously, tenderly, with cunning caresses, sucking her in slyly before sucking her off.
Now the blonde moaned as she slid her fingers down over Cindy's hot belly, stroking her satiny thighs to make the girl sob and tremble with anticipation. Cindy twisted her head around and kissed Sheila's mouth and the blonde was quickly ramming her tongue inside, swirling it around, carefully probing Cindy's thighs, intending to treat her cherry like a delicate flower.
Fighting the violent urge to toss her control to the winds and suck on the girl's tits and pussy and ass in a frenzy of passion, Sheila tenderly rubbed one fingertip across her trembling little cunt. Instantly, Cindy sobbed and began undulating her naked ass.
The adolescent blonde was not only a virgin in name, she'd never even finger-fucked herself. Her mommy had dutifully warned her about the evils of sex, just as Sheila's mother had terrified her. But Cindy had sensed the striking difference in her mother at once tonight, because she seemed much more beautiful, sexier.
And now her mother was tickling her tiny clit, stroking the fat little button to send shivers of tremendous excitement through the girl's naked flesh. Then Sheila had slipped a finger in her fiery cunt, an extremely tight fit, and for just a few moments there was a sharp pain, followed by an overpowering excitement in Cindy.
Now Sheila was finger-fucking her daughter rapidly, holding her silky body in one arm and grinding her own soaked cunt to the girl's hot ass. Cindy panted wildly and shuddered and moaned as incredible sensations racked her virgin cunt. She quickly came to her first orgasm.
"Mommy, Mommy, oh Lord, oh Mother, it's . . . oooooh! It's so beauuutiful! Unnnnf! Yesssssss, Mommy!"
She was extremely tight and succulent against Sheila's pumping finger, and when the hotly excited blonde managed to cram a second finger inside Cindy's tiny pussy, the girl swung her ass madly on it. She twisted far around from the waist up to clutch one of Sheila's ripe tits in her mouth, sucking on it with wanton greed.
As Cindy's sweating flesh spasmed again and again with molten new thrills, her mother actually began to come from the mere contact of Cindy's naked body, from her hot, sucking mouth on her tit and the feel of her delicious plump ass grinding to her crotch, and above all, her juicy slit wriggling and sucking in a fever on her fingers.
If anyone had told the deeply frustrated and rigid housewife the day before that she would be finger-fucking her own beautiful daughter, feeling her searing cunt-honey gush all over her hand in wild ecstasy while the delirious girl sucked with raw lust on her tit. Sheila would have thought them insane.
Not only was she getting her virgin's daughter's rocks off by masturbating her, she was almost hysterical with passion over the act, nearly mad with runaway lust. There would never be anything like this moment for the newly awakened blonde. The sheer obscene ecstasy of holding her own naked lovely daughter in her lap and finger-fucking her with deep moans of happiness, her own trembling cunt coming on Cindy's wriggling hot ass, smearing the cheeks with her pussy-juice, panting, biting, jerking, squeezing her lush little tits in her fingers, hearing her wild cries of joy with utter bliss.
Oh God, she wanted to suck her off now!
But with true motherly concern, Sheila would not permit herself to spoil Cindy's fierce pleasure. She would only eat her cherry after Cindy's hysterical excitement wore down, after she'd lewdly licked and kissed every inch of her satiny body, from the soles of her dainty feet to the tips of her darling tits.
Slowly, after the girl shuddered and screamed with still another shattering climax, pouring cunt-honey in her mother's hand in lustful gushes, Sheila slipped her fingers out of her fiery slit.
She held Cindy until she calmed down a little, until she stopped shuddering deliriously and sobbing incoherently. Now Sheila would give the girl a lascivious tongue-bath she would never forget. The mother's own orgasm was still subsiding, still sending ripples of fire through her sucking pussy.
Sheila placed Cindy on her back and began by Frenching her, working her way down, loving each budding tit in turn with her burning lips and tongue, sucking feverishly on each lush nipple until they grew fat and fiery with desire. Then as her daughter moaned wildly, Sheila traced a path of wet fire down her cute belly, circling her adorable little cunt with lustful kisses, licking each inner thigh until Cindy wailed and trembled.
But not yet, as maddened with suspense as both of them were. Sheila tongued and kissed her way down one silky leg, sucking on her toes and licking her soles, then back up the other. Still she didn't crush her burning mouth to that juicy cunt. Panting and wild-eyed, Sheila turned the girl over on her belly and worked her way down her back, licking her sweet lovely ass, biting it very gently to make Cindy wriggle with delight.
She paused to spread her satiny hot cheeks. Then she traced the crack of her young ass with her wet tongue-tip, making Cindy shiver wildly and cry out her name.
With a deep moan, Sheila plunged her long tongue into the girl's tender asshole, startled at the boiling sweetness, wriggling and searching until Cindy thought she would die of pure happiness.
Now Sheila sat up, ready for her delicious moment of truth, for her daughter's juicy little cherry at last. Cindy was more than ready. Her mother's lewd tongue-job on her flesh had left the girl in a state of feverish eagerness, her nipples tingling and her pussy throbbing and her naked ass humping for more.
Cindy desperately wanted to suck on her mother's lush tits and lock her legs around her waist and jerk against her in an orgy of excitement. And she wanted to go down on her mother's velvety thighs too, not understanding the obscene urge, compelled by pure naked lust. But years of obedience to Sheila now left the sobbing girl waiting feverishly for her next move.
Sheila lay back on the bed, eyes blazing and tits heaving. She decided not to just hunch down between Cindy's steaming plump thighs and feast on her, the way Vera had done to her. She wanted a position that would allow her to caress Cindy's lovely tits and play with her ass and thighs and stroke all of her soft, silky flesh, smooth young legs and feet, belly, armpits, every inch of her luscious flesh.
"Sit on my face," she commanded Cindy. "Gently now, darling! And face my body, yes, that's it, oh God this is going to be fantastic! Ummmmmm ..."
Cindy nestled her plump asscheeks to her mother's face, hunching forward to take off the weight, rubbing her hands over her part- ner's soft hot belly and thighs. Her butt trembled wildly as Sheila dug her fingers into the tender flesh and stared up at Cindy's juicy little slit, inches from her mouth.
The heat of her cunt struck Sheila's face like a hot desert breeze. It dripped and sucked and wriggled before Sheila's eyes, adorably tiny and fragrant, a sweet little mouth that ached to be kissed and loved, a wet flower of lust that brought a moan of profound hunger to Sheila's lips.
Easy now! Sheila warned herself as her tongue darted out and lewdly traced Cindy's cunt-lips to make her wriggle and cry. The taste of her honey was so wildly delicious, so wet and sexy and luscious that Sheila's caution was suddenly shattered. She began lapping and sucking in a frenzy of excitement, scooping up the nectar with ravenous bliss, grinding her nose to Cindy's hot, sweet ass, her hands reaching for the girl's tits and hugging them fiercely.
Squirming on her mother's face, Cindy issued low screams of joy as the intense thrills shot through her cunt. She shuddered and reared back her head and rode Sheila's mouth in delirious excitement. A few minutes ago she'd thought that nothing could possibly be more thrilling than having her hot, sexy mother finger-fuck her eager pussy.
But the sensations exploding in her tender slit were so lustfully arousing, the wet fire of Sheila's madly sucking lips and tongue so shattering to her innocent cunt she couldn't catch her breath. And her mother wasn't just sucking and kissing and lapping her boiling slit. She was doing other things to make Cindy almost pass out with frantic happiness. Pausing to lick at her asshole, to bite her naked cheeks, to suck on her quivering clitbud. Sheila's hands were constantly roving and stroking her flesh, from her feverish tits to the soles of her feet, up her back and over her thighs, sending Cindy into convulsions of passion.
The delirious girl couldn't wait any longer. With a wild cry she hunched down and rubbed her face to her mother's soaked pussy, then rammed her tongue into the juicy depths while she fucked Sheila's mouth with crazed excitement.
Nothing Vera had done to Sheila, none of the thrilling, diabolical tricks the sultry brunette had lavished on the passionate blonde could approach the fever of obscene joy now racing through Sheila's inflamed cunt.
Because Cindy was eating her with complete love, sucking her off with maddening excitement, using her hot little mouth with devastating effect. And when the moaning girl shot her tongue up Sheila's asshole, the blonde screamed in her throat and swung her ass in a fury of delight.
Cindy had started to come in gushes of cunt-honey from almost the moment she'd sat on her mother's face. She couldn't stop coming, squirming and pumping her slit in lewd, uncontrollable wriggles that almost smothered Sheila with silky wet flesh.
Now the sweating blonde was coming too, locking her thighs to Cindy's head and grinding her pussy to her face with depraved rapture, mother and daughter locked in delicious-ly wanton sixty-nine, each climax hotter and more shattering than the last.
Then Sheila was rolling her over so that Cindy was on bottom and she was on top, the delirious housewife digging her mouth into Cindy's luscious cunt with savage excitement, slipping a finger up her asshole and tickling the boiling flesh to make Cindy shudder madly.
Cindy almost lost her sanity from the sheer, nerve-racking bliss tearing through her flesh. Her mother's tongue and lips seemed to be everywhere, sucking her hot clit, scooping up her honey, then ramming up her thrilled ass, then Frenching her slit with electrifying lust.
There was nothing, absolutely nothing in this world like the taste of hot, juicy young pussy, Sheila quickly learned. Nothing could compare with a silken sweet ass rubbing wildly to your face, sex-honey pouring into your mouth in delicious torrents, plump tits heaving fiercely in your fingers, a tender, squirming young girl's asshole wriggling and pumping on your tongue.
Especially when it was your own adorable virgin daughter's naked flesh.
And as Cindy devoured her mother's gushing pussy, the lewd excitement that rippled through her body was like nothing she'd ever felt before or would again. This was her night of awakening, an orgy of masturbation and sixty-nine and ass-biting, tit-sucking joy, a torrid, feverish plunge into lust with her own hotly sensuous mother that would change the innocent girl forever. It was almost a solid hour before they re- leased each other, panting wildly for breath, both of them still twitching and spasming with their last fiery climaxes, both their faces smeared with each other's pussy-juice.
Now Cindy lay sobbing in her mother's arms in the darkness, her tender pussy still trying to absorb the stunning thrills and violent passion that had been triggered inside her. There was a hot, throbbing glow of happiness in her loins that would demand endless satisfaction and repetition throughout her life. Cindy sensed there was a much deeper purpose to this than just losing her cherry to her beautiful mother.
With an adolescent's sensitive instincts, Cindy guessed she was being trained for something, but she refused to question her mother. She would do anything Sheila asked of her, no matter what. She would have sex with boys and girls alike, men and women, complete strangers if that was what her mother wanted.
She wasn't just Sheila's daughter and newly-awakened lover now. She was her sex-slave, anxious to do anything her mother demanded, give in to every whim and desire, no matter how bizarre or cruel or kind. She would even have sex with her father-Cindy thought with a faint shudder of revulsion-if that's what Sheila asked.
Just as long as they could do this again and again and again, search and explore and thrill and sixty-nine with each other. Mixed with Cindy's powerfully pure love of her mother was a new kind of love, profoundly sexual and passionate, adoring sex-worship.
"I'll do anything with anyone you want me to, Mommy," she whispered in the darkness, hugging her face to Sheila's hot naked tits. "Anything, Mommy! You just name it and I'll do it! Test me if you want, go ahead."
Sheila stroked her silky ass but said nothing. She thought deeply. She didn't want to share Cindy with anyone else now, wanted to keep her sweet flesh and luscious little pussy all to herself, every night. But that wasn't fair to the deliciously sexy girl and she knew it. In a sense it would be locking Cindy up, putting her in a sexual prison all for herself, keeping her from discovering other pleasures and thrills.
Besides, Sheila couldn't kid herself deep down. She'd seen the Carpenter's daughter in their living room, and the lustful blonde had to admit she was a stunning young thing, wildly desirable. She wanted to make it with the girl, go down on her with frenzied excitement, suck her tawny thighs off with depraved hunger.
Sheila also had to admit she wanted to see Cindy make it with other girls, too, wanted to watch her plump, curved body in action with men and women alike. Was there anything wrong in wanting to see her lovely daughter happy and excited and fulfilled, even if others did it for her?
Already the irresistible craving for variety had stirred in Sheila's blood. She had a lot of lost time to make up for, had a lot of fierce swinging to do now that her passion was unleashed. And Cindy would like Vera, she knew. You couldn't help but like the wild-eyed, mad-lipped brunette. She made you laugh with her sharp wit, entertained you even as she got your rocks off explosively for you, gave you a blow job that was like a shock treatment.
Sheila would go through with the daughter-swap this coming weekend. In the meantime, she'd prepare Cindy for it, physically and psychologically. She'd have to buy a vibrator, a huge one. Because Cindy might as well get used to the lusty feel of a big cock ripping deep inside her.
For the first time, as Cindy fell asleep in her arms, her hot little pussy squirming to her mother's thigh, Sheila began to realize the incredible possibilities Cindy opened up for both of them.
As an item of barter, her ripe young daughter would be utterly precious. Any swinging couple would be glad to swap their daughter off for Cindy for a few wild, unforgettable hours.
Or their son.
But, with a grim determination, Sheila decided George would not have Cindy, not for quite a while, perhaps never. For years he'd played around on her, the sneaky bastard, screwing almost everything in sight while she played the role of dumb, faithful housewife.
Well, from now on George was going to have to get all his pussy outside this house! From this night on, Cindy would sleep with her every night.
And wherever in the hell he got the astound-ingly stupid idea he could stick ice cream up her cunt, Sheila didn't know, but it was a fair measure of his silly mind.
For all she cared, he could stick the cold, slimy stuff up his ass and crawl in the freezer to get his rocks off!
With disgust, Sheila suddenly realized George would be part of the swap this weekend. All right, then, she'd let him screw the Carpenter girl and herself for that matter, but he would not lay a finger on Cindy.
He could go to his grave with a hard-on but he'd never get Cindy. And if he got angry or frustrated enough, he could pack his things and get out.
Because she didn't really need George any more. Now she had Cindy, and with her sweet, adorably sexy looks Sheila could get all the action she wanted, with both sexes.
They would be the hottest mother-and-daughter combination to ever hit the swap-circuit. And they didn't have to stick to that circuit, either. Cindy could be trained to get boys and girls for three-somes, and Sheila would get the men and women, through pickups and parties and friends and neighbors.
Twenty-four hours before, the blonde housewife had been a deeply frustated bundle of nerves, a walking time-bomb of pent-up lust.
Then she'd met a sultry, swinging brunette and her life had changed in an hour of pussy-eating, wildly hot sex. Shortly after that, Sheila turned her daughter on and ate her luscious little cherry, lighting her smoldering fire.
And because events had been so swift and shattering, Sheila couldn't help wondering what new shocks and surprises lurked around the corner of each coming day.
Where would it all lead?
Her mind whirled around that one until she settled on one logical answer that satisfied her and then Sheila fell into a deep sleep, hugging Cindy's tits to hers.
It would lead right up the Carpenter girl's sweet, sexy thighs, that's where.
And if that road finally led to hell, she'd have an awful lot of company. Including Vera and Cindy.
As long as they had sex in hell, they could create their own swinging heaven.