Chapter 4
"Sex In Living Color"
"I wanted to get back to men, and the chance came much quicker than I figured it would. I guess what I should have said was that I wanted to get back to the bisexual scene. I didn't want to really give up Lesbian sex, but I was getting a little bored with the sameness of it. Besides, I never did like dildoes. I never will. I've seen quite a few, and none of them - nothing can really substitute for a man's cock inside you.
"It happened strangely, because in a way, my mother and father were the ones who got me into the sex orgy bit. Not directly or knowingly, but if they hadn't been tangled up in this wife-swapping bunch, I might never have had a crack at it. That's a funny thing. With all the sex at school, the homos, the Lesbians and the screwers, I never did hear of any real orgies. Oh, I've heard of guys on a date swapping girls after they've fucked them, but I mean the real orgies, where it doesn't matter which you get - a man or a woman.
"Anyhow, one night my father asked me if I'd like to earn five dollars for babysitting. I didn't have any date that night, and it was at the time I was beginning to sour on the Lesbian kick, so I said okay. He told me that he was giving a party that night at our house, and that one of the couples that was coming needed a babysitter for their two kids. It sounded all right to me, so the deal was set.
"I didn't know that the party at our house was one of those swinging things, but I sure learned later. The Masons seemed like nice people. She was a flashy redhead and he was a tall, muscular guy - good-looking in a really rugged way. The kids were a girl who was ten and a boy, a year older. Their names were Elaine and Roger.
"The Masons came over and picked me up. Mrs. Mason stayed on at our house while Dale Mason took me back to get acquainted with the kids and the rules. It was all right. The kids took to me pretty good, and they had a color TV and plenty of goodies in the icebox. I also noticed that they had a nicely stocked bar in the den, so if it got too boring, I could have a few belts of scotch. But I didn't figure I'd have any trouble, and I was going to stay all night and sleep on the studio couch in the den, so I was pretty much on my own. The kids were supposed to go to bed at nine.
"After Dale left, we watched TV for awhile. Then Roger began to get fidgety and restless and said he wanted to take a bath. I thought that was okay, so I told him to go ahead. Then Elaine wanted to take a bath, too, and I told her it was all right after Roger finished, because he'd asked first. Then she told me that she and Roger often took their baths together. I thought it was kind of funny, but, if their parents allowed it, it wasn't up to me to stop them. They hadn't laid down any rules about that.
"After they had drawn the tub and got in, it was quiet for a while, but then a lot of giggling and shouting and squealing started, so I thought I'd better see what they were up to. I went into the bathroom - they hadn't even shut the door -and was I surprised! There was Roger, standing up in the tub, with his little pecker hard and stiff, and Elaine was patting it with her hand, from one side to the other, giggling and squealing, while Roger was taking swipes at her pussy with his wet toe!
"I just stood there, and they were too busy to notice me. Then Elaine leaned forward and took his prick in her mouth, and I knew by the way she sucked it that she'd had a lot of practice at it. He had a pretty good-sized cock for a kid of 11, and she really gobbled it and sucked it.
"I honestly didn't know what to say or do, but I was fascinated at these two hot little bastards going at each other that way. Roger was holding Elaine by the back of the head now, plunging his cock into her mouth faster and faster, and he began to say, 'Faster, Lainie, faster, faster.' I didn't know whether he could shoot any juice into her mouth, but I know by the motions that he sure came!
"Another thing that I knew for sure was that I was getting pretty hot watching that little sex show. But I still didn't know how to bust in on them, so I backed away quietly, then when I was halfway down the hall, I called their names, asking them if they needed anything. Roger hollered back in a sarcastic tone: 'Yeah, you can dry my back!' "I walked in, expecting that he would at least be out of the tub, and maybe have his back to me, but I'll be damned if he wasn't standing there with his pecker still waving around in the air. Worse yet, he was laughing at me. I guess my mouth must have dropped open, because Elaine began giggling, too. "Roger said, 'Aw, c'mon, Savvy, you've seen 'em a lot bigger'n mine, I bet!' Elaine giggled louder than ever at that.
"'What have you been doing to get hard like that?' I shouted at him, trying to act madder than I. really felt. He just pointed to his sister and said, 'She's been playin' with it and kissing it.' Before I could say anything, he added, 'We do that a lot of times. It's fun. It don't hurt nothin'.' "All I could think of to say was, 'What would your mother and father say?' "Roger blurted out, 'They do it, too. You wanna see?' I couldn't figure out what he could mean, and while I was thinking about it, he explained. 'You wanna see some pictures of 'em?' "I still didn't answer, so he stepped out of the tub and ran into his parents' bedroom, stark naked. I walked after him and watched him rummaging around in the bottom of a drawer. He came up with a big, brown envelope and he handed it to me. 'Go ahead, look at 'em.' "I walked back into the living room and sat down by a lamp. When I pulled out the pictures, I knew why Roger and Elaine thought what they were doing was 'kid stuff,' compared to what the pictures showed their parents were going in for.
"They were Polaroid shots - and they were in color and featured a hell of a lot of others besides the Masons. And I thought that I knew all the positions and ways! Man, they had some things worked out that turned me on just to look at them. But the real surprise was when I came across a couple of sexpots that I knew! My mother and father!
"I hadn't noticed the kids come out of the bathroom, but there they were, looking over my shoulder, snickering when certain scenes would come up. Then Roger volunteered: 'My dad's got some movies of that kind of stuff, too. We sneaked out and watched one night when they were looking at 'em.' "Those pictures got me hotter than hell, and I had even begun to wonder if Roger's cock was big enough to do me any good, if I could coax him to put it into my pussy. I also wondered if he knew anything about eating pussy. I needed something, and I didn't want to just masturbate, if there was a chance for something even close to a fucking or sucking.
"I put the pictures down and told Elaine it was time for bed. She whined a little, but I told her she had to go, so after I dried her hair and gave her a glass of milk, she went into her bedroom. She had a little radio that she said her parents allowed her to have on until she fell asleep, so I let her do it. I sneaked in about ten minutes later and she was sound asleep, so I turned it off and closed her door.
"Roger had been watching TV all the time, still stark naked, although he had dried himself and his prick had shrunk back to the size of a peanut.
"I picked up the pictures and started going through them again, and pretty soon, he shut off the TV and came over and sat beside me on the couch.
"I took one picture of his mother sucking his father's cock, while another man mounted her from the back - I couldn't tell if he had his prick in her cunt or up her asshole - but it had caught her just as she was pulling her mouth back over the head of Dale's cock, and it showed that he had a real dinger of a prick. It was big around, and long, and it turned me on.
"I said to Roger: 'Your dad has a real nice prick. I wonder if yours will get like that?' And as I said that, I reached over and put my fingers around his little cock and started to jerk it. Not hard, but I let my fingers peel back the skin, back and forth, letting the red head of it jump out, and in a minute, it began to get stiff.
"It wasn't big enough, I knew now, to go far enough into my cunt to do me any good, so I tried the other way. I asked him if Elaine ever took his cock in her mouth. Of course, I already knew she did, but I wanted to hear him say it. He said, 'Sure. Lots of times - and so does my cousin, Rachel. She's 12.' "I found another picture where a woman whose face I couldn't see was spread out on the floor, pillows under her ass, with her legs spread wide and a man - it looked like my father - was down eating her pussy, with a finger up her ass.
"I asked Roger if he ever did that to Elaine, and he said that he had, but she didn't like it much. But his cousin did!
"I asked him if he liked to do it. 'It's all right, if she does it for me,' he answered.
"All the time we'd been talking, I was playing with his pecker, and I could tell that he liked it. I asked him if he would like to do that to me, and he came right back with: 'Will you suck mine?' I told him I wanted to, and I just slid off the couch and knelt down in front of him and took it in my mouth.
"It was a kick, teasing the head of it with my lips and tongue, seeing and feeling him get all wound up tight. Then I really let him have it. It was small enough so that I could really plunge my mouth down over it all the way, and it didn't gag me because it didn't reach far enough. And when I began to really gobble it, sucking it hard on both the up and down strokes, he really began to buck and jump. I reached underneath his balls and shoved the tip of my finger up his ass and began to push it in and out, and that really drove him out of his little skull.
"He came, but I was disappointed that there was no juice. Maybe there was a trickle, but I was concentrating too hard on giving him the blow job of his life, to really be sure. But he sure got the same sensation, juice or not.
"I let him go, and I took off my panties and laid down on the couch. When I spread my legs, I thought his eyes would pop out. He blurted out, 'Jeez, what a lot of hair.' I really didn't have so much, but I supposed that he was used to seeing his cousin's cunt, and at 12, she wouldn't have much at all.
"But he crawled down between my legs, and I put my knees up and spread them as wide as I could, to make it easier for him to get his tongue in as far as he could. I was surprised when he went right for my knob, but I supposed again that Rachel had told him that that was the spot that felt the best when he tickled it. I told him to shove his fingers up deep inside me, and he did. He was awkward and he dug his nails into me, but it really felt good. I pulled his head down and sort of positioned his tongue on my knob, and moved his head up and down to show him the right spots, and pretty soon he was doing just fine.
"It took a little longer than usual, but I came real good. I was surprised when I looked down and saw that his little rod was hard again, and I drew him up on top of me, and guided it inside my pussy. I was surprised that it did touch my knob, and he began to pump away like a little rabbit. I guessed that he'd tried that on his cousin, also. He was going like crazy, and before I could really get with it, he jumped and jabbed and had his little 'come,' and I was left high and dry. But he was a cooperative little beaver, and when I asked him to 'do me again,' he went right down on me and worked away until I came again.
"I asked him if that was his first fuck, and he grinned a little and said he had tried it with his cousin, but he didn't think he had really gotten it inside her, because she said she couldn't feel anything. I played with his prick a little more, then I went down on it again. He was getting sleepy after that, so I tucked him in, checked on Elaine, and then went out and had a good stiff belt of booze.
"It had been some night - a hell of a lot more fun than I'd thought it would be when I took the job. I looked at the pictures some more, had another drink, and then I got that one that showed Mr. Mason's big, fat cock clearly, and I masturbated while I imagined that Dale Mason was fucking me.
"After that, I sorted out the ones where I could recognize my mother and father, and I just sat there, shaking my head at what a swinging, sexy pair they were. I even wondered what it would be like to have my old man suck my cunt, or maybe fuck me. He wasn't hung too bad at that, and some of those women really went for him.
"I kept drinking, and I didn't realize how sleepy I was getting. The next thing I knew, I heard the living room door open and there were the Masons. He looked surprised, but she looked like a warrior when she saw the pictures that I'd been looking at.
"She walked over and grabbed them and began stuffing them into the envelope. 'You little snoop!' she yelled. 'You ought to be ashamed of yourself!' "That struck me funny and I laughed at her. 'Me? Me? I should be ashamed? Now, why should I be ashamed to be looking at such works of art?
"Then I got mad when she still stood there, glaring at me as if I was garbage. I stood up and really told her off! I yelled, 'You goddamned slut! You filthy, fucking bitch! Don't you lecture me - and don't you threaten to tell my parents, because they're as fuck-silly as you two are.' I shouldn't have, but I had to get in the real dig, so I said: 'And as fuck and suck crazy as your two weirdo kids are! Or didn't you know that they play the same kind of games as you do?' "For a second, I thought she was going to slap me, but then Dale Mason came over and took the pictures and shoved her back a little. 'All right, Jean, knock it off. After all, it isn't our place to be bawling her out. We shouldn't have left the pictures where she could find them.' "I told him, 'I didn't snoop and find your pictures - Roger got them and showed them to me!' That shook the both of them up pretty good. I really felt sorry for them, they looked so hurt and scared.
"Oh, don't act like it's the end of the world,' I told them. 'Lots of kids that age fool around. It doesn't mean anything. They're good kids. They'll be all right.' Jean grabbed the pictures and headed for the back of the house where the bedrooms were. I heard her checking on both of the kids, and I felt kind of awkward, standing there looking at the man whose naked cock in a picture had been inside my cunt - in my fantasy - just a short time before. He felt funny, too, because he came out with a shit-eating grin and said, 'Well, Savvy, you've had quite an evening. I mean - well - did the pictures upset you? I really didn't intend - "I cut in and laughed as I said, 'Upset me? You've got to be kidding! I got quite an education. I thought I knew a lot about sex, but, brother-!' "He shuffled around, nervous-like, and said, 'Well, I mean, I hope you won't let your mother and father know - "I told him not to worry about that. He said that the party at my house had broken up earlier than they had expected, because two couples couldn't make it, and he asked me if I wanted to go home instead of staying all night, because it was only one o'clock.
"I told him it might be best, because his wife, Jean, was pretty upset, but he told me not to mind her. She'd get over it in a few minutes. I thought that the cat was pretty well out of the bag anyhow, so I asked him if it was all right if I had a drink. He was surprised, but he poured me a scotch and soda, and he poured two more. He set Jean's down on the bar and drank his pretty fast.
"Jean came back into the room and he handed her her drink. She looked a little less mad, but she didn't seem to know just what to say to me. I said, 'Don't feel so guilty - after all, my mother and father are on the same kick.' "Finally, she asked: 'What did you mean about the kids?' "I told her about the bath, but not about the cock-sucking-just that they were fooling around, and when I asked Roger about it, he had told me that he fooled with his sister some, but mostly with his cousin, Rachel. I told her that when I had bawled Roger out, that he had gotten the pictures.
"I didn't tell her about Roger and me. I didn't see any point in making it any worse than it was. But I didn't know Roger and his big mouth!
"It ended up by Jean driving me home. I guess she didn't trust her husband, even after all the sex that they must have had at the brawl at my house. I was surprised when they called me the next day and asked me if I'd come over to their house that night. They said they wanted to talk to me. I didn't see any reason why I shouldn't, but I expected the kids to be there. When I got there - my dad drove me - I found that the kids were at their grandmother's, across town.
"First, Dale offered me a drink. They were both pretty mellow on booze, and they seemed in a lot better mood than they had been the night before, so I relaxed and joined them.
"Out of a clear sky, Jean asked me how it had been to suck Roger's cock, and to have him fuck me!
o "I guessed right away that Roger had panicked when they had asked him about the pictures, and he'd blabbed the whole deal. But I had to brazen it out then. What in hell could they do about it anyhow?
"I looked her right in the eye and told her it was all right, but I liked older boys with bigger cocks a hell of a lot better. She came right back and asked if I'd seen any in the pictures I'd looked at that appealed to me, so I played it as cool as she was trying to and told her, 'Yes, Mr. Mason's looked pretty interesting.' "It was right then that I felt like I really earned my name: 'Savvy.' Jean said, 'You're a real savvy kid. You know more about sex at 15 than I know at 33. So, why not join the party - Savvy?' "Dale spoke up. He said, 'I thought we'd better ask you if you had ever fooled around with women, kiddo. Or, if you'd have any objections to it.' "That was a laugh, when I'd probably sucked as many different pussies as he had - or at least, it seemed that way to me. Remember, I told you I'd been getting bored with it, but I'd thought a lot about those pictures, and maybe the mixed parties would add kicks to it. I know I got extra hot, looking at several persons all tangled up, cunt-licking, fucking, sucking, masturbating and asshole punching, and I was ready.
"I just raised my glass and smiled and said, 'It's your party.' "Dale said he'd get the camera ready, and meanwhile, why didn't the two of us get undressed. I poured another good belt of booze and stripped. I watched Jean, and she had a body like a teenager. I was surprised to see that she had real red hair around her pussy -I hadn't paid that much attention when I had looked at the pictures. She had nice breasts, too - especially for a woman who had had two kids and been married as long as she must have been.
"I noticed that she eyed me up pretty good, too. She came over to me when I was naked and put a hand on my breast and said, 'You've sure got a beautiful shape, Savvy. I'm going to enjoy kissing those breasts and that pretty little box.' "Dale came back with the Polaroid, and he had stripped naked, too. His prick wasn't round and stiff like it had been in the pictures, but when he looked at his wife and I standing there in the nude, with her still massaging my breast, it began to show signs of getting there.
"He grinned and asked, 'Well, what and who is first?' "Jean spoke up and said, 'Why don't you two go first, Dale, and I'll get some pictures. I'll bet that with all she knows about the game, that Savvy has never had a picture taken of her doing it - any position - or even naked. Have you?' "I shook my head, watching that cock of Dale's stiffen by the second. He walked over to me, bent his head and nibbled one of my nipples, then he put his hands around my ass and pulled me close to him and kissed me. He was rubbing that steadily growing prick into the lips of my cunt, and he began to shove his tongue in and out of my mouth, and I really began to turn-on when I felt that cock getting really big and mean. Man!
"He asked me, 'What's your favorite, Savvy?' I told him for a starter, I'd go for a good old-fashioned fuck.
"I guess I wanted to shock them, but instead, it seemed to please them, because they exchanged glances and smiled. And Dale grabbed me by a nipple, real cute-like, and pulled me over to the couch. He let go, but pushed me lightly so that I flopped down. I deliberately spread my legs, thinking that I could play the game as well as they were. Dale looked down at me, then walked back and brought my drink over, along with his own.
"He handed me the drink and I sipped, just staring at his prick. He was looking me up and down, especially my pussy, and he asked: 'No play beforehand? No kissing, or anything?' "I told him it was his party, so he set his drink on a table and knelt down between my knees. He began to nip at the inside of my thighs, working up toward my pussy, and meantime, he was digging his fingers into each of my breasts, hard. But it did excite me, and just as he put his mouth to the lips of my cunt, Jean snapped the first picture.
"Dale slid his hands up underneath my ass and pulled me down so that my cunt was easier to get at, and then he really began to eat me. I mean - eat! He bit and nibbled. It hurt, for a minute, but it sure turned me on. I could actually look down and watch him take my knob and the lips of my pussy in his teeth. He would suck, but at the same time, he bit, and when he let go, I could see the flesh from the inside of my cunt spring back inside me. And did I ever get hot. He knew I would because he kept spreading my legs wider and wider, and all at once, he rammed his tongue into me as far as most guys could ram a cock!
"It was timed just right, and I just grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in tight. And Jean snapped another picture. I knew I couldn't wait much longer, even if I was the one that had said I wanted an old-fashioned fuck to start, so I pushed his head away, lay back on the couch and dragged him up. Not that he wasn't willing, but he lingered for just a second - long enough to ram his tongue about an inch into my asshole, and turn me on even more.
"Jean called from the bar: 'Hurry up, you two - I want to have some fun, too!' And, as he was poised over my spread cunt-lips, his prick in his hand, she snapped another picture. All at once, I wanted another picture. I wanted a picture for myself, of me with his cock in my mouth!
"I pushed him back -the booze was beginning to get to me by then - and he was off balance and fell partly on his back, with his lovely cock waving in the air. I just went down on it, and he still had the base of it in his hands, and as I gobbled it, he stuck his finger in my mouth and worked it around. Jean must have known what I wanted, because she snapped two more shots of us. I was wild. I was glad. I was free! I had everything I ever wanted: the good feeling of sex and the high, mellow feel that booze always gave me.
"I sucked until he pushed me away. He didn't want to come in my mouth. He wanted to shove that prick as deep into my cunt as he could, and, to tell the truth, I wanted that, too. I lay back, and spread my legs, and this time, he didn't even take one lick at my pussy or my asshole. He just drove it home. I swear, he must have aimed it from four inches away and then just rammed it into me, and I nearly flipped. It hurt, but a good kind of hurt. I reached down and opened the lips of my cunt with my fingers, and I could feel the wet stuff inside me taking care of his sliding it in, but good!
"I was vaguely aware of the flashes going off as Jean took pictures of us, but I was too wrapped up in the wild fuck that I was getting from her husband to really notice much. Dale was something else. He was the best. I mean - the best. I didn't realize what an added kick it was to have somebody else watching; seeing how you handled a man, how you pleased him, and how he aroused and satisfied you. For a second, I was jealous of Jean, but I had the thought in the back of my mind that I could have Dale any time - and if not him, there must be hundreds of other guys that were as good or better than he was at fucking and sucking.
"He had raised my ass up high, holding me a good eight inches off the couch, while he rammed his prick into me. It made it hard for me to really put any 'oomph' into it, but he was doing fine by himself, so I just looked into his eyes. I liked the lust -the desire -the wanting - that I could see there. He looked right back at me, pumping away, and I wrapped my legs around him as best I could, and that was the way we came. I was glad that his wife got a lot of pictures, and she kept peeling them off -the way you have to do with Polaroid shots - because I could hardly wait to see them.
"I was conscious that while she was watching us, she had a finger working pretty good in her own snatch. I could also see that the nipples on her pretty breasts were sticking out as hard and stiff as a man's prick when he's got a hard-on. I guess, in a way, I was looking forward to some sex with her, too. This was all different - all new, and I was having a ball.
"I was torn between wanting Dale to keep on fucking me, and wanting Jean to get into the act, but she settled it. When she watched us both come - and there couldn't be any doubt, because we were bucking and rearing all over the couch and even half off it - she just plopped the camera down and came over and began to kiss my titties. She was moaning like her husband was, and she actually pushed him away and got down between my legs and sucked all the jism that her husband, Dale, had just shot up into my cunt!
"He was a cool one. He walked over, with his wet, slimy cock still standing out proudly, and grabbed the camera and took some shots of Jean sucking his come out of my cunt. I guess I'm a ham, but that camera seemed to turn me on. I just wanted to loosen up, to do something wild, or dirty, or extra sexy, while they took pictures. I wanted to have pictures of me sucking Dale Mason off, and then going down on Jean, and with him fucking the shit out of me. I even wanted a picture of him - and the feel of him - shoving it up my asshole! I tell you, I was wild!
"I didn't come while Jean was sucking my box, but I didn't want to, and she wanted it better than that, too. She called to Dale to put the camera down and get in on the action, and I was ready for anything they had to offer, so long as it was new. Then Jean asked me if there was anything in the pictures I'd looked at that appealed to me especially. I thought for a moment, then I told her that I would like to try the position where she was underneath me, sucking my cunt, while I was on my hands and knees, and Dale was in back of me.
"I didn't really know if he would be cornholing me up my asshole, or if he would be shoving his cock into my cunt so that it hit all the deep spots while Jean took care of my knob with her tongue. But either way, it had turned me on when I saw a couple of pictures of it. Besides, all three of the people in the picture - my mother was the cuntlapper - seemed to be really gone - real gone!
"Jean said: 'I'm tickled that you asked for that. Savvy, because I've wanted to suck that cunt of yours all the way from the first time I saw you, two years ago!' That made me feel good - in fact, I almost told her to get down with her cunt to my face and let us both suck the living hell out of each other, because I wanted to suck hers, too, since I first got a look at it.
"But, instead, she laid down on the floor on her back and motioned me over. I knelt over her face, so that she could reach up and either grab my ass cheeks or play with my nipples - I'd seen both in the pictures - or just concentrate on sucking my cunt. Dale came over. He didn't need to masturbate or play with either of our cunts to get his hard back. It was as big and stiff and round as when he started! I remember wondering if I could take it, if he decided to shove it up my ass, but I didn't have to worry. He wanted to shove it up my snatch!
"Man, what a fuck that was. You'd never believe, unless you've had it that way, what a full, thrilling, turned-on fuck that can be. What really made it special was that I could feel the both of them: his prick and her tongue, inside me!
"We tried other ways that night: like, with Jean and I doing a sixty-nine - that's both of us sucking each other's cunt - and while I was up on a pillow, or on my hands and knees, Dale fucked me from behind. Not up the ass! In the pussy. And we tried a straight daisy chain, where I sucked Dale's cock, while Jean was gobbling me, and Dale, in turn, was giving her pussy a suck job.
"I was so excited, I wanted it to go on forever. There were a lot of ways that I wanted to try out. But, they said there would be a lot of other nights, and they told me that they belonged to another club than the one my mother and father were part of - a more exciting club. I didn't see how it could be any more kicky, but they raved about how much I would like it, and we even set a date when I would be their guest.
"We topped the evening off with a real kick - for me, at least. Dale and I were doing a sixty-nine job, and I was on top. While I was sucking the hell out of his nice, fat cock, Jean took some pictures, then she came over and stuck her tongue in my asshole. It might not sound like much, but just remember, all this was new to me - kicks I'd never had, and to make it even more exciting, they kept talking about this club and how different and more exciting it was.
"When they took me home that night, Jean sat in the front seat with me, and she kept finger-fucking me all the way, while she was kissing me, sticking her tongue down my throat while I sucked hers. All the while, I was playing with Dale's prick. It was out of his pants, and I made him come in my hand, while Jean and I were busy. I was trying to masturbate her with my other hand, but she didn't come. But I didn't worry about it, because I knew that they would take good care of each other, either on the way home, or after they got there.
"It was so exciting for me. I was so wound up that I had to masturbate when I got home. I laid there in my bed, recalling all the positions, the sensations, and I came real good using my own fingers.
"And - it was that night that my father first fucked me! They had been out somewhere, watching some home movies, and I assume it was pretty sexy, because while I was in bed, after I'd masturbated twice - they came home. I guess my mother was pretty loaded, because she just stuck her head in the door and said goodnight, and I could hear her stumbling around the bedroom, and then I heard her snore. My dad was in the bathroom, doing something - I know now that it was deliberate, until my mother got out of the way, and then he came into my room. He was cold-assed naked! And he had the biggest hard-on you ever saw!
"He didn't put on any big show: he just walked over and threw the covers off me. I was naked, and I didn't pretend that I was asleep. He blurted out: 'What did the Masons want?' I told him that I'd discovered some pictures taken at the parties he'd been at, and they wanted to know what I thought of them.
"He just said, 'Well-?' So, I said they had turned me on, and that we had had a ball.
"I could see his prick getting even harder, and he kept running his hand down it, almost as if he were jerking off, and I began to get hot. Oh, I thought about that word: incest, but I was still a little loaded from the booze, and his cock looked interesting and ready, so I thought: 'What the hell! A stiff prick and a hot cunt have no conscience.' "He was moving closer to me all the time, and he suddenly leaned down and kissed me - but it wasn't any fatherly kiss, I'll tell you. He put his hand between my legs, and he ran his middle finger up my cunt as far as it would go, while he shoved his tongue in my mouth. I sucked tongues with him, and I was surprised at how turned on I got, thinking of him performing in all those candid pics I'd seen. I reached out and took his cock in my hand, and I drew him closer to my face. He seemed helpless, and it gave me a good feeling - like I told you before - I felt like a grown woman, boss of the ranch!
"When I put his cock in my mouth and started sucking it, he went to pieces. I could feel his body shaking. I knew he was going through hell about the incest bit, but I was too hot for him by then to stop. I just sucked and toyed with it, and I reached out and enclosed his balls in my hand and massaged them. He shot a big load into my mouth inside two minutes, and I drained every drop of jism and swallowed it. I ended up by cleaning out the little hole in the end of his prick with the tip of my tongue.
"He never lost his hard. I knew that I was in command, so I just said, 'Fuck me, Daddy - fuck me hard and good, like you never fucked Mom!' "He took a quick lick at my cunt, but then he put his hands on my breasts and let me guide his cock into me. He stayed that way all during our wild, bucking, fucking fuck, but he was kissing the hell out of my mouth, sucking tongues - and I tell you - he was better than the best. I remember thinking that I wished my mom could see it. I wished that both of them could be at the party I was going to with the Masons. I even wondered how it would be if I were to have my mom go down on me, and me gobble her pussy!
"But Dad pulled his cock out in a guilty way, and I knew he was thinking about me getting pregnant. I still had my prescription for the pills, and I told him not to worry, that I was all taken care of with the birth control pills. It shook him a little, but he didn't say anything. I hadn't come, but I was on the verge, and he nestled his face down between my legs and went to work with his tongue and his fingers - in my twat and in my asshole, and he really knew all the spots!
"We spent almost all night together. He fucked me from the rear - dog fashion, - first in my pussy, then in my ass. While he was shoving it up my ass, he masturbated me, digging his nails into my knob so good that I came before he did!
"I thought that that was the big point of my life. I knew for sure that I was all woman - at 15! Besides, there was a feeling of being the best in the world, to think that I had even made my old man want me, and actually fuck and suck me.
"Later, I looked back and realized that he would have fucked a snake - if somebody had held it still!"