Chapter 8
After their three-way sucking and fucking wound up, the kids and their mother talked until dawn. As the ringleader, Daisy set the tone.
"Yes, it was the earthquake, Mom," she explained to Jean, as she previously had to Buzz. "When the ceiling just missed falling on me, I decided if it could be all over for me just like that, the only way to live is to go for broke."
"So you fucked your brother."
"Absolutely. Didn't see any reason why Patty should beat me out of his gorgeous cock. After all, she's just a cousin."
Buzz chimed in now. "Then, once she'd come on to me, sis started fucking with my mind as much as she'd done with the rest of me. Laid this trip about the earthquake on me, and next thing I knew it was making a whole lot of sense."
"So that's how my own son ended up fucking me," Jean sighed. "Thank God for that earthquake. Maybe it's the best thing that ever happened to this family."
"No ifs, ands or buts about it, Mom," Daisy firmly stated. "We can't turn back now. Can't afford to just stand still with what we've already accomplished, either. The name of the game is more, more, more!"
"Amen!" Jean agreed, thoroughly caught up in her daughter's enthusiasm at this point. "And you're the brains of this outfit, honey. So just shove me in the right direction and I'll give it everything I've got."
"Then I'll ask you the same question I asked Buzz," Daisy said. "Who have you always secretly wanted to fuck, Mom? Somebody who really turns you on, but your hang-ups have always stopped you from doing anything about it?"
Jean didn't even have to think about it. "Who else? Name me any girl who doesn't have a thing about her own brother? Getting older changes a lot of your ideas, but not that. No woman, even at my age, ever really grows up when it comes to a handsome brother."
"Uncle Greg, huh?" Daisy said. "He's a good-looking guy, all right. Kinda square, though. You ought to have your work cut out for you, Mom."
Jean blinked.
"But you're going to fuck him of course," Daisy matter-of-factly told her mother.
Jean thought about it for a brief moment. "Yeah, guess I am."
Jean's brother Greg was, in reality, only as square as he wanted other people to believe. The church activities, the hard-working image, they were all the perfect front for his behind-the-scenes behavior. And only one other person knew about his secret self. And she was the last one anyone would suspect, just as they had no idea about the "other" Greg.
He knew full well that she screwed around with boys her own age, but Greg didn't mind as long as she was available to him when the urge for young pussy seized him. Tonight, with his wife off somewhere, was definitely one of those times.
"Patty," Greg called to his teenaged daughter, "are you busy? Daddy's had a long, hard day at the office and needs to relax. You know how."
Patty appeared with a playful smirk on her cute face. She wore cut-off jeans and a tank top, with no bra or panties underneath.
"You're interrupting my homework. You know that, don't you, Daddy?" she teased.
"What's more important?" Greg teased back. "Keeping up your straight-D average or making your old man happy?"
"Well, since you put it that way, Daddy," Patty purred, "I guess it's no contest."
Without hesitation, she pulled the tank top over her head and cast it aside. Then, her bare tits thrusting, Patty popped open her cut-offs and squirmed out of them so she was stark naked for her father.
"Ahhh, thatta girl," Greg sighed with approval. "Now come over here and give daddy a nice, long rubdown."
Patty wiggled across the room, noting with satisfaction the tent she'd raised at the crotch of her father's pants. Turning him on was nothing new anymore--she'd been doing it for years--but it was still as exciting to her as ever.
Patty sat on her dad's lap, facing him. The bulge of his hard-on fitted comfortably between the cheeks of her ass, and she massaged his cock with her asshole and cunt. At the same time her tits pressed and squirmed against his chest, while she ran her fingers through his sandy hair and nibbled on his ear.
"I thought about you all day at the office, princess," Greg murmured to his daughter as she smothered him with her naked body. "Didn't get a blessed thing done."
"Same with me and my school work," Patty giggled. "No wonder my grades are so awful. If I don't graduate, Daddy, it's all your fault."
She reached down and unzipped Greg's fly with a deft jerk. He wore boxer shorts underneath, the kind with a loose flap. His rigid cock abruptly emerged, guided from there into the moist, furry space between his daughter's thighs to throbbingly stroke against Patty's pulsing pair of female openings.
"Oh, Daddy, you know what'll happen to me if we don't stop this, don't you?"
"Why don't you remind me, baby?"
"Okay, Daddy, you asked for it."
Arching backward above the waist, Patty bore down with her cunt against her father's hard cock. Now her clit made contact with his cockmeat.
"See? Told you, Daddy," Patty moaned. "I just came. Ruined another pair of your pants."
"You sure did, honey," Greg happily confirmed. "Looks like I'll just have to take 'em all the way off."
"No, let me," Patty insisted. "I've rubbed you down long enough, anyway. After a long, hard day at the office you deserve more than just that."
She slipped from Greg's stained lap and knelt beside him. He stretched out his legs so she could remove his shoes and socks, while he unbuckled his belt. Next she pulled down his pants and shorts, stripping him from the waist down. He took off his shirt just as Patty nibbled up his inner thighs toward his churning balls and standing prick.
Her tongue reached the root of his hard-on, then licked up the cockshaft until she reached the blunt cock knob ten inches away. A hungry slurp and her father's cock head was in her mouth. Patty bathed his prick knob with plenty of warm spit before beginning the trip back down, this time to deep-throat every bit of Greg's rigid prick.
"Yeah, suck it, baby, suck my prick," father prompted daughter. "Suck it the way only you can. The way I taught you to suck my prick. Suck it until daddy shoots in your mouth and you drink all of his hot, sweet cum."
Patty kept swallowing until her lips were clasped just shy of her father's hairy balls. At this point, Greg took her head and began guiding her, thrusting upward with his crotch in the process. And what had only temporarily been a blow-job became a rough mouth-fuck, the way it always did when Patty sucked her father's delicious prick.
She didn't stop with just sucking his cock, either. She began to squeeze his balls with one hand and finger-fuck his gritty asshole with the middle finger of the other. She did everything he'd taught her about going down on him during their many years of father-daughter incest.
Greg gasped. "Oh, baby, you know what'll happen to me if we don't stop this, don't you?"
Patty replied with increased suction around her father's mouth-fucking cock. And, for good measure, she added to the squeezing pressure on his balls and stuffed two more fingers up his ass.
"Oh, yeah, you're thirsty for it, huh, sweetheart?" Greg rasped. "So thirsty for your daddy's cum. Well, you know me. Always give my little girl exactly what she wants."
Greg's crotch bucked, powering his prick even deeper in his daughter's grasping throat. Somewhere near her windpipe, his cock head seemed to abruptly explode with liquid fragments. Then these were channeled straight to Patty's belly, followed by a continuous stream of cum so it was as if her father were creamily pissing in her mouth.
But, when his climax had slowed to a dribble, Patty still wasn't satisfied. She nursed on Greg's cock head, coaxing the dregs from his balls.
"Okay, baby," he finally had to beg off, "you've got all the cum I've got to give for now. Better let go of my prick and give it a chance to recover or I'll be through for the night. Not as young as I used to be, you know."
Patty released his cockmeat, flashing a sticky grin as she did so. "Now it's your turn to eat me, Daddy. Going down on my pussy'll get your cock back up faster than anything I know. Always has."
"Always will, princess," Greg hungrily answered, already pushing himself up.
In short order, father and daughter had switched positions. Now Patty sat in the chair, with Greg kneeling. She hooked a leg over each armrest, stretching her cunt wide open. Her dad's mouth was instantly there, squirming all over the lips of her pussy while his tongue snaked up her welcoming cunt gash.
"Gonna come!" Patty declared.
Her orgasmic juice passed from her cunt to Greg's sucking mouth. What he didn't swallow dribbled from his chin. And, down below, his temporarily flagging cock had quickly snapped back to jutting hardness.
Greg ate his daughter to a couple of more climaxes after her initial release, but clearly the revival of his hard-on had him impatient for greater erotic stakes than just sucking pussy. Patty knew that. How could she help it? Her fuck-sessions with her dad always followed the same pattern.
So, after her third orgasm from having her cunt devoured, Patty slid down from the chair. As she did so, her father's tongue popped out of her cunt gash and slobbered up her naked body, across her belly and between her tits, until it was at her mouth. Then, as they soul-kissed, she reached down into the crush of loins and slid that big prick into her cunt.
"Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me," she moaned when the kiss was broken, pushing back as Greg's cock fucked to the balls in her tight young pussy.
From there she wound her legs around his waist, rocking him in the cradle of her thighs. One of his hands crawled into the crack of her ass and he began finger-fucking her narrow asshole to the same rhythm as his prick fucked her cunt.
It was a formula tested by time, as father and daughter lost themselves in the brand of incest they had preferred over the years. Nothing had ever thrown them off-stride before.
But, then again, they'd never been caught in the act.
"You don't really think you can get away with this, do you?" Jean said, emerging from the shadows where she'd eavesdropped on the whole thing.
Stopping in the middle of a cock-stroke, Greg suffered instant paralysis on top of his naked daughter. His eyes were the size of half dollars and as glassy as marbles.
"Jean," he gasped, staring at his sister. "Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Getting enough dirt on you to blackmail you for the rest of your life," Jean saucily answered. "When I decided to drop by, I didn't know everything would fall into my lap like this--never could've planned it this well."
"Wh-what do you want?" Greg choked.
"Get rid of the girl and you'll find out," Jean replied. "This is just between you and me, brother dear."
Greg warily arose from on top of his daughter, his cock limp from shock. Patty, though, was even worse off. The appearance of her aunt had turned her into something resembling a zombie.
"She doesn't even know what's going on," Greg said. "Just let her be, Jean. You've done enough to the poor kid already."
"Okay," Jean agreed, as Patty curled into a ball and pitifully sucked her thumb. "But if she comes back to life, don't blame me for what she might do when she sees what we're up to.
"See us ... doing what?" Greg gulped while his sister began to strip.
"Something I've always wanted to do since we were growing up together," Jean boldly answered, her bare tits heaving in the open. "Never had the nerve until now, though. You're going to fuck me."
Her skirt fell. She wore no panties under neath. She was stark naked, her stunningly bare body highlighted by her shaved cunt.
"F-fuck you, Sis?" Greg strangled.
Jean nodded as she fingered her hairless pussy lips apart to make herself an even more appealing package. Greg gritted his teeth to stem the tide, but the blood rushed to his stirring cock anyway.
"When I called Sarah and sent her off on a wild goose chase to get her out of the house," Jean said, "I thought I'd have to seduce you. Which meant that you could've turned me down. But blackmail changes that. You can't say no. Not if you want to stay out of jail. 'Cause that's the bottom line--it's either that or your cock in my pussy, same as it was in Patty's."
"Leave Patty out of this!" Greg snapped, protectively glancing down at his dazed daughter.
"How can I? She's my edge. That is, unless, of course, I don't need an edge," Jean sexily continued, narrowing the distance between her brother and herself. "Just convince me I couldn've seduced you anyway, Greg, and I can forget all about Patty and blackmail."
She reached him now. Her crotch closed with his, trapping and rubbing his cock against her hairless cunt.
"Go ahead, let yourself go, Greg," she purred. "Pretend we're kids again. Remember when we were still so young that I didn't have to shave my little pussy to keep it this smooth? You were five years older. When my little cunt was still bald, your cock was full grown. Would you have turned me down if I'd begged you to take my cherry ahead of schedule?"
Greg was speechless. Abruptly it was apparent that he saw his sister not as a grown woman, but as a young girl whose blossoming body he couldn't resist if it were offered to him. After all, it was just such temptation that had led to him fucking his daughter.
Jean poured it on. "I wanted your cock the first time I spied on you jacking off, even though my chest was still flat and there wasn't a speck of hair yet on my pussy. If only I'd had the guts to do something more about it than finger-fuck myself to sleep, it might've changed our lives. But better late than never."
She knelt. Her hand brushed her brother's jutting cock as if she were stroking a childhood pet. When Greg made no attempt to stop her, Jean knew he was hopelessly hooked.
"I didn't even know it was called a blow-job then," Jean continued, lifting her voice a tone or two into a girlish register so it sounded as if it were drifting out of the past. "But I knew I wanted to suck your cock, Greg. Suck it until the same creamy stuff came out of it in my mouth that shot out when I saw you play with yourself."
Her open lips were poised now at the throbbing knob of his prick, seemingly ready to make the plunge. But Jean hesitated, angling for even more than just the blow-job.
"Didn't know it was called a sixty-nine, either," she said. "But I couldn't get it out of my mind that if you sucked my hairless pussy while I sucked your hard cock, it'd be the next best thing to heaven on earth."
Now Jean lowered her mouth around her brother's prick. At the same time, she pulled him down to the floor on top of her, forcing Greg into a straddling position. From there, he shifted in a half-circle on his own, twisting his cockmeat in Jean's throat while moving to face her hairless pussy.
He leaned down toward her bald cunt. His nostrils flared as he smelled it. In his mind, her cunt wasn't hairless because it had been shaved, but because he and his sister had recaptured their youth.
"I must be crazy," he muttered. "Crazy, or the luckiest guy in the world."
Greg's head dipped, the lips of his mouth making contact with the lips of his sister's cunt. Her pussy juice swamped the taste buds of his squirming tongue. Soon he was using his tongue like a cock at one end of the sixty-nine. At the other end, his sister used her mouth like a cunt on his cock. Jean and Greg abruptly climaxed.
They swallowed one another's cum as if they were dying of thirst. Greg's tongue was a spoon in Jean's oozing pussy, while her mouth was a suction pump on his spurting hard-on. By the time they'd finished feasting, nothing could stop them from going all the way and fucking.
If anything, Greg's prick was even stiffer than before shooting its wad in Jean's mouth. And having been sucked to a rosy hue, his sister's bald cunt was even more inviting when she spread her legs to be fucked, once the sixty-nine had broken up.
"Stick it in me, Greg!" Jean begged. "I've waited so long for your cock in my cunt!"
"Oh, yeah," Greg moaned, easing down between his sister's spread thighs as he guided his rigid prick into her juicy pussy. "Guess that, down deep, I've been waiting a long time for this, too."
His prick fucked into Jean's cunt to the balls. Now his balls slapped against her asscheeks while she jogged him on top of her. And his mouth and hands were all over her tits. Jean was happily left with no reason not to climax on the spot.
"Gonna keep right on coming until your cock fills my pussy with jizz," she vowed to her brother.
To make sure she kept her word, she reached into the tangle of loins and fingered her clit at the top of her fucked cunt. Her orgasm heightened. She raised her ass from the floor so her crotch seemed welded to her brother's flexing groin in midair.
Greg gripped the globes of her ass, holding her aloft. Rather than fucking his prick back and forth in her cunt, he twisted it to generate friction.
"Your pussy's so tight, Sis," he said. "Still like a young girl's. Every time my cock moves inside you, I can feel it al! the way down to my toes. Never fucked a tighter pussy-not even Patty's."
To have her cunt favorably compared by Greg to his teenaged daughter's cunt made Jean soar to new orgasmic heights. All of her efforts to stay young had paid off. Her only regret was that she hadn't taken full advantage of it before.
Closing her eyes, she floated on the orgasmic cloud which the fucking cock in her cunt had provided. Above her, Greg too was fucking in self-imposed darkness, keeping his eyes closed.
But there was another pair of eyes on the scene which were wide open now. Patty was staring, taking it all in.
She wasn't at all jealous because her father was fucking his sister instead of her. Why? Because her sexy Aunt Jean turned her on as well. If she was jealous of anything, Patty admitted to herself, it was that she couldn't have Jean all to herself in order to act out her newly discovered lesbian desire.
"I'd turn dyke with her in a second," Patty hotly murmured under her quickened breath, feeling her pussy and imagining that her probing fingers belonged to her gorgeous aunt. But make-believe wasn't going to keep her in check much longer.
It was Jean, herself, who unwittingly invited her niece to make her move.
"More, more, more!"
It was intended for Greg, but in her lust Patty intercepted it as if her aunt had read her mind.
And suddenly she was there. She was sitting on her aunt's face, spreading the lips of her sweet young cunt over Jean's mouth.
"Oooooh, I'm coming!" Patty blurted out with an immediate orgasm.
Her father's eyes flew open, bulging with shock as he saw his climaxing daughter force-feeding Jean her cunt. Whatever Greg might have done about it, however, was shoved aside by what he had to do. Do right now, as the inevitable result of the constant friction of his cock in his sister's fucked cunt. Uncontrollably, he came. And as he did, nothing mattered anymore but sheer pleasure.
By the time his cum-load was shot, it wasn't difficult for his daughter to take advantage of his woozy condition and persuade him to let her finish up for him. So Greg pulled his cock out, watching with dreamy approval when Patty leaned forward to suck his cum out of Jean's freshly fucked cunt.