Chapter 6
How to set Julie up to be fucked by her uncle?
This was the question Carol had to answer if her plans for the family were to take root. There could be no slip-ups, she realized. If anything went wrong, the whole scheme would collapse like a house of cards.
And Julie, her mother knew all too well, was a stubborn, headstrong girl. You couldn't just tell her to do something, no matter how good it might be for her. She was the kind who had to be persuaded.
Carol thought over the various means of persuasion available. She kept coming back to one. The boldest option.
"Blackmail," Carol said out loud.
An hour later, after phoning the school with a phony story that there was an emergency at home which required Julie's immediate presence, Carol had her daughter alone in the house with her. Nervous but confident, she was ready to strike.
"Hey, Mom, what's the big deal, dragging me out of class like that?" An irritated Julie wanted to know when she showed up. "Jeez, the cutest guy was making eyes at me in history when I had to leave. This better be important."
Carol reacted with a silent frown, looking as stem as she could.
When Carol finally spoke, she had ice in her voice. "I have something to show you," she told her daughter. "How well you explain it will decide how much trouble you're in."
Carol produced a pair of panties.
"Yours?" she asked Julie.
Julie reluctantly nodded that they were defensively adding: "So what?"
"I found them under your brother's bed this morning/' Carol said evenly, having no doubt that her children had fucked again last night. "And some blonde hairs on David's sheets. Long, straight ones from your head—and short, curly ones from your pussy."
"Get it over with, Mom," Julie said. "Go ahead and accuse me of whatever's on your dirty mind."
"There are a lot of ways I could say this," Carol went on, taking her time despite Julie's impatience. "But I suppose there's no point in being subtle when a mother has a daughter like you."
"Say it then, goddamn you! Say it, you snoopy old bitch!" Julie screamed.
"You've been fucking your own brother," Carol said with stark simplicity. "I'm as sure of it as I am that you're standing there."
The bluntness of her mother's charge shook
Julie more than she wanted to show. But she was a girl with nerve, and she dipped into that inner resource now to try and hold her own.
"If you really think I've been fucking David," she hissed, "then why aren't you giving him the third degree? If it's true we've been fucking, he's just as guilty as I am."
"There's only one tramp in this family, my dear/' Carol calmly answered. "I'm afraid your reputation has caught up with you. Anything that happened between you and your brother was undoubtedly your idea. David's a normal boy with natural instincts. And you're a pretty girl, regardless of being his sister. I'm sure you had no trouble seducing him once you set your mind to it."
"You can't prove a thing," Julie protested.
Carol ignored her. "How did it all start? Did you show him your cunt?"
"No! David took his cock out first!" Julie blurted, then gasped with the recognition that she had just admitted her guilt.
"I see," Carol said. "And now that that's settled, how do you suppose we're going to break the news to your father you've been fucking your own brother? He has to be told, you know."
A rush of mind-bending fear pushed Julie to the brink of hysteria at the mention of her father.
"No, Mom, please . . . please don't tell Daddy that I fucked David," the desperate girl begged her mother. "He'd never understand. You know what he's like when he's mad. He'd beat me to a pulp. I'll do anything you say. Mom, to keep him from finding out about David and me."
Carol's scheme was working splendidly so far. Julie was putty in her hands now, just waiting to be molded. If ever there was a perfect time for Carol to set her daughter up to be fucked by her uncle Greg, this was it.
"Anything, Julie?" Carol said with a grin.
"God, yes ... yes!" Julie cried. "Whatever you want me to do, Mom!"
Carl hesitated a moment, selecting just the right words to bring Greg into the conversation. And it was during this brief period that her tactics were subjected to an instant change.
For, all at once, Julie threw herself in a pleading frenzy at her mother. Suddenly, the woman was holding a frightened child in her arms as the girl sobbed at her breast.
"There, there, darling," Carol automatically soothed, stroking her daughter's golden hair. "We'll work it out, somehow. What your father doesn't know won't hurt him."
Julie raised her head when she heard her mother's promise. With her blue eyes shining with tears and hope, she looked like a frightened angel. Reacting with an uncontrollable impulse, Carol kissed her flush on the lips.
Julie gratefully accepted the kiss from her mother, seeming to melt in her arms. When the kiss lingered, they began French kissing. Carol slid her han^s down her daughter's back and stroked her ass. Julie wedged her thigh between her mother's legs.
"Oooooh," Carol moaned when the kiss was broken. "Something's happening here I didn't expect."
"Something wonderful, Mom," Julie sighed. "I won't lie to you—"
"Yes, darling?" Carol interrupted.
"I want to fuck you," Julie panted with lust. "Want to fuck you as much as I know you want to fuck me."
"I'm no lesbian," Carol objected weakly.
"Neither am I," Julie whispered into her mother's ear as she rubbed her cheek against the side of her face. "But this is different. You're my mother. And I want to show you how much I love you the best way I know how."
"H-how is that?" Carol stammered.
"I want to take off your clothes. See you naked, Mom," Julie crooned. "Have you spread your legs for me and show me your cunt. Then—"
"Yes, yes?" Carol rasped with desire.
"I'll suck your cunt. Eat you. Use my tongue on your pussy," Julie sighed. "Go down on your pussy so good that you'll come right in my mouth, and I can drink your sweet cunt juice."
"Then do it to me," Carol urged. "Hurry up and suck my cunt before I lose my nerve."
Julie reached for Carol's blouse, quickly unbuttoning it. Then she unhooked her bra. When the woman's tits spilled out, her daughter nuzzled her erect nipples while she reached around to unzip her skirt.
The skirt fell to the floor. Naked except for her panties, Carol felt her pussy ache with moist arousal.
"Take me someplace where I can lie down," she told her daughter. "I'm too excited to stand up anymore."
Julie led her mother over to the couch. Then she lowered her into a reclining position and removed her panties.
"Now you're just the way I want you," Julie purred at the sight of her mother's bare body.
Carol raised her knees. Julie parted them so her thighs opened to expose her yawning pussy, drooling with steamy passion.
"Oh, Mom, I love your cunt already," Julie gushed. "Your pussy's just gorgeous. I'm gonna eat it so good for you."
"Wait," Carol said gently.
"What's wrong, Mom?" Julie asked impatiently. "You can't back out now. I'm too damn horny to stop."
"It's not that," Carol said. "It's just that before you do anything, I want you to be naked too. I'm as hungry for your body as you are for mine. Want to see your tits, ass—and especially your beautiful, blonde pussy."
"Mmmm, I can go for that, all right," Julie readily agreed.
She was quickly squirming out of her clothes. Her sweater. Her jeans. No bra—so her sculpted tits bounced free right away. Finally, only a pair of bikini panties needed to go, and these seemed to dissolve with a light touch.
"Like me, Mom?" Julie asked, standing to proudly display her flawless body in the raw. Speechless from the spectacular vision of her i daughter's naked perfection, Carol reached out to caress the girl's tanned flesh. She stroked her tits, her ass, her thighs, breathing harder and harder as her fingertips approached the golden cunt triangle between the girl's sleek thighs.
"Touch my cunt, Mom," Julie urged. "Go ahead. Touch my cunt."
Carol slipped her hand into Julie's beckoning pussy. The girl responded by playfully lifting her foot onto the armrest of the couch so her pussy opened up.
Taking immediate advantage of the invitation, Carol penetrated the spasming warmth of Julie's cunt. Julie wiggled her hips, drawing her mother's fingers even deeper within her cunt slit, then climaxing on the spot.
"That's right, Mom," Julie moaned. "You've got me coming already. That'll give you an idea of how hot you've got me."
When Carol withdrew her fingers from her daughter's pussy, they were sticky with pussy juice. She tasted them, swooning from the sweetness of the honey from the girl's cunt.
"Now it's your turn to come, Mom," Julie said.
She lowered herself between Carol's spread legs, bringing her mouth toward her mother's open pussy. Carol made the target even wider, fingering her pussy lips so they stretched to the hollows of her crotch, and her cunt gash was a glistening pink tunnel.
Julie flicked out her tongue, ticking the flared rims of her mother's gaping cunt. Carol's crotch bucked, lunging for Julie's mouth. But the girl moved back just enough to keep teasing her mother's pussy with her dancing tongue.
"Don't just play with my cunt," Carol said. "Put your whole tongue inside my fuckhole."
"You mean tike this?" Julie chuckled.
She jammed her stiff tongue into the pink chamber of her mother's thrill-hungry cunt.
When she felt her daughter's tongue thrusting into her pussy, Carol squeezed the sides of her pussy together as tightly as possible. The resulting friction matched that of a regular fuck.
"Feels so good," Carol groaned with pleasure. "I won't have any trouble coming at all."
"Then do it, Mom, do it." Julie interrupted her tongue just long enough to urge her mother. "Come in my face."
"You got it, sweetheart," Carol answered. "Hope you're thirsty for pussy juice. 'Cause when I get off, there might be more fuck juice than you can swallow."
Responding to a challenge she could not resist, Julie fucked her mother's cunt to its tender depths with her raspy tongue. The woman's pussy spasmed from its core to its lips, a rippling tunnel of orgasmic promise.
Then it happened.
Carol lifted her ass from the couch, holding on to Julie's head with her clutching thighs. Her belly heaved up and down, and her toes and fingers wriggled, while the air whooshed from her lungs in gusts. All of a sudden, she was climaxing as powerfully as she ever had in her life.
"Ooooh, what a trip!" Carol shrieked. "I'm coming so much. No cock in my cunt ever made me come any more than your tongue's doing, Julie!" Julie increased her mother's orgasmic excitement by finding her clit with her thumb and pressing the magic pussy button to the bone. The result was spectacular. A flood of Carol's pussy juice filled Julie's sucking mouth. The girl gulped it down with slurping greed. This caused her mother's climax to mount even more. Carol's cunt was bleeding fuck honey while her senses went wild.
"What did I do to deserve this?" Carol gasped, "Whatever it was, I've got to keep doing it. Damn it, I'm flying, and I don't ever want to land."
Happy to keep Carol coming as long as she could, the tongue-fucking Julie reached up to her mothers tits. At first, she just stroked her lush pillows of tit flesh. But then, she zeroed in on her nipples, taking them between her thumbs and ^forefingers. Pinching and twisting followed. Carol loved it.
"You know all the right things to do to me, baby," she told her daughter. "I guess only another woman could. I just keep coming and coming."
Julie would have liked to keep her mother climaxing indefinitely, providing herself a steady supply of pussy juice to drink in the process. But all good things must come to an end, she realized. Her tongue was getting so tired that before long it would not be able to do justice to Carol's cunt.
Inevitably, the tongue-fucking action slowed down. Finally, Julie's tongue went limp with fatigue. When she withdrew it from her mother's pussy, she was panting like a dog on a hot August day.
"Can't suck your pussy anymore, Mom," Julie sighed.
Carol was hardly disappointed, even though she was through coming for now. The fun was just beginning as far as she was concerned.
"Looks like we'll just have to switch places, sweetheart," she told her sticky-faced daughter. "Time for you to relax and for me to do all the work."
"Right on, Mom!"
Swiftly, mother and daughter changed places. Now it was Julie lying spread-eagled on the couch, with Carol moving in on her wide-open pussy.
"So blonde ... so beautiful," Carol said, gazing at her daughter's inviting pussy, brushing her face against the girl's golden cunt hair.
Carol took a clump of pussy hair in her mouth, sucking it until the curl was gone. Then she wedged her face solidly between Julie's parted thighs to kiss her cunt.
The lips of Carol's mouth pressed against the rims of Julie's pussy. Moaning with delight, Julie brought her hips into play, grinding her crotch against her mother's face.
Carol responded with a shooting tongue. Testing the sticky warmth of the interior of her daughter's pussy gash, she probed farther and farther until she had penetrated four or five inches deep into her cunt.
"If I didn't know better, I'd bet my life this isn't the first pussy you've eaten," Julie said. "You eat cunt like a bull-dyke, Mom."
Carol had to laugh at what her daughter said, doing so with a mouthful of cunt. The vibrations of her merriment made her tongue squirm like a snake within the girl's pussy.
Her crotch buckling from the rippling effect in her pussy, Julie was already on the verge of coming.
"Push me over the edge, Mom!" she pleaded. "Use your tongue just like a cock in my cunt!"
Carol had never thought of her tongue as muscular. But now she did. She flexed it so it bulged from the root to the tip with power, feeling like she could lift her daughter off the couch with it.
And, indeed, as Carol scooped her tongue inside Julie's cunt, the girl's ass rose and wobbled in the air. She tongue-fucked toward the kill, jamming and pumping.
"I just heard the bells ring, Mom!" Julie gasped. "Now the rockets are going off. In other words, I'm coming . . . God, yes, coming sooo hard!"
Carol pushed her face so forcefully into her daughter's pulsing crotch that the girl's widened pussy lips clasped her cheekbones. Having the sensation that she was eating right through her daughter's cunt, she burrowed farther into her sticky fuckhole.
Wildly climaxing, Julie might as well have had a faucet turned on in her cunt. Her pussy juice practically gushed, spilling into her mother's mouth. And Carol gulped the fuck cream down as fast as it flowed.
"That's right, Mom! Get a bellyful," Julie happily responded to her mother's thirst. "Suck my pussy dry."
The way it was going, though, Carol was going to have a difficult time reaching the goal her daughter had set for her. How could she suck Julie's pussy dry when, with every swallow of cunt juice, it produced a fresh batch of female cum?
Not that Carol was complaining. As long as her daughter kept coming in her mouth, she would keep gulping away. And more.
Now, Carol put her hands to work. They roamed over Julie's naked body. Thighs and asscheeks. Hips and belly. All so firm. So responsive to a mother's caressing touch.
And then, saving the best until last, Carol spread her fingers over her daughter's perfect tits. She rubbed with a circular motion, and the girl's nipples stiffened against her palms.
"Mmmmm, keep doing that to my tits while you're tongue-fucking my cunt, Mom," Julie gushed with increasing lust. "You've got me going upstairs and downstairs now. Making me come twice as hard!"
Carol kept up the pressure. Julie climaxed nonstop. It went on like this until mother and daughter lost track of time. As far as either of them were concerned, they might as well have been fucking and sucking for hours.
Eventually, of course, the suck-session had to end. But just this phase of the action. For Carol and Julie still had urges within them which could only be satisfied in the lesbian way.
"Before we quit, Mom," Julie sighed when the cunt-eating was finally over, "there's one more thing we've got to try. I don't know how well it will work, but, oh God, I want to find out what it's like!"
"Just name it, baby," Carol answered eagerly, crawling on top of Julie so the two of them could press their naked bodies together in a sweaty, full-length embrace.
"Fuck me, Mom!" Julie requested.
"You mean with a candle or something?" Carol asked after a moment.
"No, that would be too much like having a man fuck me," Julie said. "I want you to fuck me with just your cunt. To prove that we don't need anything like a cock to do our thing. Will you, Mom?"
"Oh yes, darling ... of course," Carol panted with erotic anticipation as she solidly wedged her hips between her daughter's spread thighs.
Carol lurched forward, and her cunt smashed against her daughter's. Surging to the same rhythm, their two pussies squished in tandem.
"Oh, Mom, fucking like this is even better than I thought it would be," Julie panted. "I can feel your clit pressing against mine. I'm gonna come so much."
"You're not the only one!" Carol gasped.
Climaxing in the same instant, neither could separate her own orgasm from that of her fucking partner. It was as though they were one, merging into a single body.
It went on, the shared orgasm mounting by the second. Carl and Julie cunt-fucked themselves into erotic hysteria, rocking the couch with their frantic passion.
While their pussies ground together, they mauled each other's tits and kissed with tongue-thrusts that reached to their throats. The air was rank with their cunt scent. The squealing couch-springs provided a background to their frenzied moans.
So it went. Mother and daughter climaxed together, their loins thrashing, their crotches pumping as they found out how gloriously they could fuck with their cunts.
Carol was fucking on top, driving below the -waist as if she owned an invisible cock. And Julie was on the bottom, wrapping her legs around her mother's waist.
It was magic.
But, then, as Carol already knew and Julie was finding out, incest always was.