Chapter 9
Jimmy was up early in the morning.
He had wanked himself silly into the wee hours as he thought about watching his mother and father fucking, finally falling into an exhausted slumber. But he had tossed and turned in erotic dreams, and when he woke up he had yet another booming hard-on.
Playing with his prick experimentally, the potent young man determined that this was a boner that was just not going to go away. That was fine with him, since he liked to beat his meat and shoot his cum-load off - but it was also going to give him some problems.
He couldn't very well hang around the cabin with his gigantic hard-on looming out so noticeably in his jeans. And if he couldn't jack it into submission, he was going to have to stay in his loft all fucking day. That would probably make his parents almost as suspicious as seeing the gargantuan cock-bulge in his jeans.
The logical thing to do, he reasoned, was to get out of the cabin before the rest of the family got up, hauling his hard-on out to the woods where he could beat his meat to his heart's content in the healthy mountain air, spilling his spunk on the pine needle carpet.
Still, there was a danger in that course, too.
His mother or father or sister might happen to take a stroll in the forest, and it would be mortifying if one of them were to find him jacking off under the evergreens.
What he really needed was a place where he could have some privacy for prick-pounding.
Then, by coincidence, he remembered the cave behind the waterfall.
That cozy shelter would make an ideal masturbatorium, he figured. No one else had any reason to go there, and he would have all the time he needed to deal with his stubborn hard-on in isolation.
So it was that Jimmy, who was excited because he had been playing Peeping Tom, got up and left the cabin before anyone else was out of bed, hurrying off to what he thought was a place of privacy - and where, soon enough, he would be playing the peeper again . . .
As soon as Martha woke up she checked to see if Luke had his usual morning hard-on. Going without their habitual morning fuck the day before had been really frustrating, and she didn't want it to happen again.
Naturally, Luke had a big boner.
But when she snuggled against him and reached down for a handful of cock, he shrugged her off and got up. Puzzled, she watched as he got dressed, having some difficulty stuffing his stiff cock into his pants.
This was most peculiar. They were on vacation, with no reason to get up early, so why on earth was he declining a suck or a fuck?
Martha guessed that maybe he wanted to wait until the kids had gone out so that they wouldn't have to be careful about the sounds of sexual frolic. That made sense, and she got up, herself, supposing that they would be back in bed and fucking like crazy as soon as they were alone.
But again, she was in for a puzzling surprise . . .
Linda looked all flushed and happy at the breakfast table, but her mother thought nothing of it. The girl was probably just pleased to be at the lake, at the beginning of their two-week vacation.
Linda didn't eat much breakfast.
She was saving her appetite.
She sipped a cup of coffee and nibbled at some toast, then excused herself and, with a sly glance at her daddy, remarked that she was going for a swim.
She walked out, all flouncy and bouncy and jiggling, leaving her parents at the table.
Martha gave Luke a suggestive grin, fully expecting that now he would want to sink his hard fucker into her and empty his cum-load.
But he seemed distracted and strangely nervous, refusing to meet her gaze.
Then he stood up. His crotch was bulging with the bas relief of a massive hard-on - but to Martha's astonishment and annoyance, he announced that he had decided to take a nice long walk through the woods.
Then he went on out - taking his stiff prick with him and leaving his wife sorely confused.
Where was he going - and why?
Frowning, she got up and wandered over to the window.
Luke was heading down towards the lake, and there was definitely something suspiciously furtive in his manner.
Then, as he came to the trees, she saw that Linda was still standing on the path, almost as if the girl had known her father would be along and had been waiting for him. She was smiling expectantly. Luke came up to her and they turned together, heading towards the lake.
Just before they were out of sight, Martha saw her husband put his hand on their daughter's trim little ass. Martha gasped. It wasn't a casual fatherly gesture - he was kneading the kid's firm round ass-cheeks!
My God, is Luke fucking Linda? Martha wondered, gaping after them in amazement.
She was so shocked that she had to go back to the table and sit down. She frowned for a few minutes as she considered the possibility.
But soon she began to grin.
If her husband was fucking their sexy, nubile, teenaged daughter, Martha could hardly blame him.
She wouldn't have minded diving on their little girl's juicy pussy herself, as a matter of fact . . .
Meanwhile, Jimmy was at the back of the cave, in a shadowed recess. He had taken all of his clothing off on the shore and swam out naked, both to keep his clothing dry and also because he liked to be stark naked when he jacked off.
He hadn't cum yet.
Believing that he had all day to play with himself, the inquisitive young man was experimenting.
He was trying to see if he could make himself cream with his mind alone, spilling out his spunk by imagination and fevered memory. Not touching his cock and balls, he stood there, gently humping his belly up and down and thinking about his mother's delectable tits and juicy cunt.
His balls were heavy and solid as they swung below his untouched cock, and he had managed to inspire plenty of frothy pre-cum from his piss-hole, slathering the bulging purple slab of his cock-head.
But he hadn't been able to shoot yet.
And then he was suddenly no longer alone . . .
Laughing gaily, his father and sister came splashing through the waterfall and into the cave.
Jimmy had to stifle a cry of shock.
But then he realized that he was in deep shadows and that they couldn't see him unless they happened to wander to the back of the cavern.
He held his breath. Just being there naked wasn't anything to be embarrassed about, since the whole family had often skinny-dipped in the lake in former years.
But his hard-on was a different matter, emphasizing his nakedness in no uncertain fashion.
Now, just as he had been willing his cock and balls to spurt off, before, the embarrassed and flustered young man was desperately sending mental commands down to his groin, pleading with his prick to subside.
To no avail.
The stubborn thing only got harder.
Jimmy was blushing so furiously and his cock was so hot that he was afraid he might be visibly glowing in the dark - that if they glanced back, they would see the shimmering outline of a naked boy with a hard-on revealed as if in neon.
He crouched back like a beast at bay, staring at the intruders in horror.
How long were they going to be staying in the cave? Why in hell were they here, anyhow? He hoped they would go back out through the waterfall soon, leaving him to finish jacking off in peace.
As he gaped at them, he began to notice certain intriguing aspects of this situation. His father and sister were both naked. That was natural enough and, to begin with, jimmy only supposed that they had been hav-ing a skinny-dip as they had so often in the past.
Then an astonishing thing registered on the boy's mind, stunning him.
His father had as big a hard-on as Jimmy did! Jimmy shook his head in disbelief. Why wasn't Dad embarrassed to have a boner in the company of his daughter? He wasn't even trying to hide it. He stood facing the girl, his prick looming up like some wanton warclub, some meaty mace. Far from being ashamed or guilty, the man was flaunting his big stiff prick! The obvious truth of the matter was so incredible that it failed to dawn on Jimmy for a while.
He stared from the shadows, and now he saw that his sexy kid sister was looking excited. Her perky tit-tips were standing stiff and swollen and her nubile loins were wriggling. Her crotch was swampy, spilling cunt-juice down her slim thighs.
Then, to Jimmy's further amazement, Dad and Sis stepped together and embraced. They kissed, mouths grinding together in hungry passion. There was nothing of fatherly affection, nothing of a child's respect for her daddy in that fevered fondling.
It was pure fuck-lust.
They were swapping tongues and saliva back and forth, sucking on each other's lapper, French kissing in a frenzy.
Now the truth began to dawn on the naive young man. And his prick jerked to even stiffer attention.
He still wasn't sure what they were about to do or how far they would go - but whatever happened there behind the waterfall, one thin was certain.
Jimmy was going to watch it all!
And that potent young peeper was going to get all he could have wished for as he watched . . .
Jamming his prick against Linda's slim belly Luke fed his tongue into her eager mouth. She sucked on his lapper greedily, as if reminding him of how she had sucked his prick the day before - and promising to do it again.
She rolled her tummy against his hard-on. His cock felt as hot and as hard as a branding iron.
With his bloated balls snug against her pussy, his prick loomed up so high that his greasy cock-head was brushing against the lower slopes of her plump tits.
After a while, she stepped back, grinning and lashing her tongue across her lips.
"Whatcha want, Daddy?" she giggled.
"Christ - suck me off again, baby!" he rasped. , Jimmy gasped aloud when he heard those words and knew what he was about to see - and knew, too, that it wasn't going to be the first time.
If his sister would blow their father, he guessed she might suck some sibling cock, too. That was a possibility he was damned well going to investigate, as soon as he got the little cock-sucker alone - maybe even blackmailing her by his knowledge of her sins with their father.
But for the time being, the frantic youth could only play the spectator, waiting and hoping with all his horny heart that he was next in line.
Luke jerked his cock out towards Linda.
She bent down and kissed the slimy prick-knob, winding her tongue around it. Drool, frothy and thick, poured on down his rampant prick.
But then she drew away, smiling impishly.
"I wanna blow you again, Daddy." She batted her eyelashes seductively. "But fair is fair, Daddy. It's your turn now - "
Luke grinned happily.
Eating his little girl's sweet pussy was no hardship.
And his son, who had already seen him tongue-fucking Martha, found this even more fascinating. The man, after all, was perfectly entitled to give his wife some head. But it was very, very naughty to suck his daughter's cunt -and naughty things were always more exciting.
Jimmy sank down to his knees and wrapped his fist around his iron-hard cock. He wasn't jacking off. He was only hanging on to his cock as if for support.
Linda stepped back to the wall. There was an outcrop of rock at one part, forming a stone bench, and the lithe girl sat down on it. Her hard round ass was perched on the edge of the ledge and her legs were extended to the floor of the cavern. Her slender, shapely thighs parted.
Her father stared at her foaming fuck-hole. As did her brother.
Luke dropped to his knees, gazing into her groin like a glutton approaching a banquet table. His tongue was darting and fluttering.
Linda purred in anticipation of a nice tongue-fucking - for the next stage in her seduction.
She had made up her mind that, whether he liked it or not, Daddy was going to shove his prick up her cunt and fuck her ass off today. The calculating little vixen knew damned well that after he had been sucking her pussy, he would be too horny to resist.
Then Luke dove on his daughter's cunt and began to lunch between her legs . . .