Chapter 10
As the days passed, Christie couldn't get what she'd seen out of her mind. Justin seemed like a baby now. Now that she'd seen grown men fucking, the teenager realized how much they turned her on. Roy Brewster was so sexy. And her father was something else. She was jealous of her mother now. She'd always been a little jealous, but now that she'd seen her father in action the jealousy was acute. His cock and balls were so delicious.
One day Christie found herself home alone with her father. She'd stayed home from school, her mother had gone downtown and her father had a day off from his job. He'd received the promotion they were all so anxious about and now he was just relaxing on a glider on the back lawn.
Christie went outside to be with him. She stretched out on the glider beside him and they started talking about what she'd been doing lately.
"You seem to be seeing a lot of Justin lately," Eric said.
Christie nodded. "There's nothing wrong with that, is there, Daddy?"
Eric shrugged. "It's all right with me, honey. He seems nice enough."
Christie wondered what he'd say if he knew all the things she and Justin did together. And what would her father say if he knew that she'd watched him fuck her mother and Helen Brewster one after the other in the same room?
The girl was aware of her father's eyes on her body. She wore a tight t-shirt and cut-offs and she knew he couldn't miss her tits and ass. Now that she was aware of her sexual feelings about him, it turned her on to have him look at her. She had no bra under the t-shirt and she guessed he could see her nipples.
Eric finally called attention to what she was ' wearing. "I hope you don't go to school like pit?"
Christie giggled. "Why not?"
"You'll have the boys climbing the walls.?"
"Oh Daddy!?"
"No bra, huh??"
"I'm not telling."
"You don't have to tell, I can see there's no bra under that shirt."
"Then you shouldn't look."
A flush came to his face. "You're right about that."
Christie pouted. "Oh Daddy, I didn't mean it that way. I don't mind if you look. I want you to. As a matter of fact it turns me on."
Eric's voice was weak but his eyes were still on her tits. "Christie, you shouldn't say that."
"But I did say it and I'll say it again. It turns me on when you look at me."
She pulled her shoulders back to emphasize her tits. Now she was certain he could see her nipples, because when she looked down at her chest she could see them herself.
Eric's eyes missed nothing. "You're getting to be a woman."
Christie nodded and spoke softly. "I'm going inside, Daddy."
She wasn't really certain what she expected from him. She walked into the house without looking back at him, but then as soon as she was inside she realized he was right behind her.
When she turned and looked at him, she saw that his eyes were glazed. He looked lost and she suddenly felt sorry for him. "Daddy, kiss me!"
She moved into his arms and they kissed. She stood on her toes and pressed against him and pushed her tits against his chest. Then she dropped down on her heels and she took his hands and put them on her tits. "I want you to," she said. He trembled. His face was red. But his hands remained on her tits and now he started fondling them. "It's wrong," he said. Christie shuddered. "I don't care about that. I think we ought to."
She gently pushed his hands away. She crossed her arms at her waist, pulled her t-shirt off and tossed it onto the sofa. Now her tits were bare, wobbling like a pair of grapefruit under his hot eyes.
"Oh baby," he said. His eyes were glazed again. This time he put his hands on her tits without being coaxed. He lifted her boobs and pressed t hem together. "They're beautiful, honey."
"Let's go to my room, Daddy."
"Are you sure you want to?"
"I want you to fuck me, Daddy!"
"Christie-"
"Don't you want to?"
His voice broke. "Yes!"
In a few moments they were in her room, watching each other as they stripped their clothes off. Her heart pounded as soon as his cock and balls appeared. He had a roaring hard-on, his knob pink and swollen and his balls fat and pulled up tight against the underside of his cockshaft.
"Oh Daddy," she said. She moved into his arms and they kissed. His roamed over her back and down to her ass and up to her tits. "I'm not a virgin."
She touched his cock. She curled her fingers around his cockshaft and slowly stroked his cock-skin back and forth across the rim of his knob. She could tell he liked it. Justin had showed her how to fondle his prick. Now she held her father's balls in one hand and carefully jacked his prick.
Eric groaned and slipped his hand down tot her pussy. She opened her legs to his fingers.; He probed between her cuntlips, touched the shaft of her clit briefly and then slipped a finger inside her cunthole. She heard him mumble something about how tight she was.
She giggled as she pulled him toward the bed. "You can't tell until you fuck me."
Once they were on the bed, they giggled together. Then he raised her legs over his shoulders and guided his iron-hard cock inside her pussy. They both groaned as his prick slid forward.
"Oh Christ," he said.
"I'm not that tight, Daddy."
"The hell you aren't"
"Fuck me, Daddy! Please fuck me!"
It was heaven for her. Fucking her father. She held his balls slapping against her ass as he fucked his cock in and out of her wet pussy. She let it go on awhile and then she twisted her body to get his prick out of her cunt. "Fuck me in the ass, Daddy!"
Eric froze, his cock hanging there under his belly, dripping at the tip and looking lost. "Christie, no!"
"I want it, Daddy. Justin does it to me all the time. He always finishes in my ass so I won't get pregnant. And I like it, Daddy, I really do."
She had to coax him until he finally agreed.
She brought the baby oil from the bathroom herself and she giggled with excitement as she spread it over his cock. She could tell how crazy hot he was. She could feel his cock throbbing in her hand. Then she turned and positioned herself on her knees and told him to get some of the baby oil inside her asshole.
"Use your fingers," she said. "Justin always uses his fingers first."
Eric was mesmerized by her pink asshole. He squirted some of the oil into the crack of her ass, then added a few more squirts directly on her little grommet.
He told himself not to think about it, not to think about what he was doing. He knew he'd go nuts if he thought about it.
He used his fingers like she wanted him to. First one finger and then two fingers sliding inside her tight asshole to loosen it up. She moaned and rolled her hips around and he kept telling himself he wasn't the first. He had his cock in her cunt and now he would take her ass.
"Do it, Daddy!"
"Okay, honey, okay!"
He clenched his teeth as he watched his knob push inside her oily asshole. She moaned and tensed up a moment, but then suddenly she relaxed and his cock slid forward to fill her shitter.
Hot. Hot and tight and lovely. The elastic walls of her shit-tube gripped his cock. "Oh Daddy!?"
"Is it good, honey?"
"Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck my ass! Fuck me and make me come!"
Sooner or later all the secrets came out.
Roy learned about Helen and Justin and he went out and got drunk and after that he said he had no right to complain.
Eric learned about Helen's affair with Justin and he felt better about making it with Christie.
And Helen helped Ingrid when Ingrid learned about Eric and Christie.
The adults had a laugh when the teenagers explained how they'd secretly watched them together on more than one occasion.
One summer night the two families gathered in the Paulsen house to celebrate Ingrid's birthday. There were six people and their spirits were high. They were all comfortable with each other now. Ingrid and Christie brought out the drinks, and then after that there was soft rock on the stereo and soft lights in the living room.
Of all of them, Helen was the most pleased. Now she had the fruits of all her endeavors. She danced with Roy and then she danced with Eric and then she danced with Justin. The lusty brunette quivered as her son put his hands on her ass. Yes, let them all see. Roy was still a little uneasy about her affair with Justin, but Helen knew that in time he'd be accustomed to it. She looked forward to sharing her two men. They hadn't done that, but in time they would. She would have them both together. Two cocks. Fucking and sucking. She'd already fucked them both on the same day just a few weeks before. Neither of them had known about it because she didn't want them competing with each other. But in the morning she'd had Roy's load in her cunt and in the afternoon she'd had Justin's load in her ass and the day had been glorious. What she wanted more than anything was to have them both fuck her at the same time. Helen was hoping that after tonight they'd have the idea in their heads and she'd have them both as a result.
If Helen was in a good mood, Ingrid was even more so. This was her night, the celebration of her birthday. She knew they had something special planned for her and her excitement was intense as she waited for it. The past weeks had been so lovely for her. Eric had never been more loving. She'd had reservation about him and Christie at first, but one night she'd watched them fuck and she'd seen how beautiful it was. Father and daughter. They couldn't be any closer as a family now. She'd watched Eric and Christie do everything together and then Christie had watched Eric fuck Ingrid. We can't go back to the old life, Ingrid thought. They could never go back now.
It was Helen who finally stopped the talking and dancing in order to drink a toast to Ingrid.
"To a blonde angel," Helen said. "Happy birthday, darling!"
"To Ingrid," Roy said, his glass raised and a grin on his face.
They all toasted Ingrid.
"And now we need to see more of her," Helen said with a soft laugh. She beckoned to Christie and the two women approached Ingrid. They led her to the center of the room and waved the men away. "Go sit down," Helen said.
Christie knew what the agenda was. Ingrid had an inkling of it but she wasn't sure and she blushed as Helen and Christie began undressing her.
"Oh no," Ingrid said.
Helen laughed. "Oh yes, darling!"
They stripped her. They peeled Ingrid's clothes away until she was standing there wearing nothing but a white garter belt and beige nylons and a pair of brown high-heeled sandals.
Both Helen and Christie pressed against Ingrid, kissing and feeling her. Helen was the first to bend her head to take one of Ingrid's tits in her mouth.
Christie followed. The teenager lifted the other tit with her hand and sucked the pink nipple between her lips.
Ingrid groaned. Her head bent, she watched the two women suck her boobs.
Helen looked over at the men and nodded. Now Roy and Eric and Justin rose up and started undressing. Ingrid's heart pounded as she watched them. The three men stripped themselves naked, chuckling as they did it, making wisecracks about the puzzlement in Ingrid's eyes.
She was certainly puzzled. All three? Helen had only hinted about it.
Christie and Helen moved away from Ingrid and went to the men. Ingrid quivered as she watched them. Helen and girl went to their knees to suck the cocks dangling in front of their faces. Ingrid stood there alone, her face flushed, her pulse racing as she watched it.
It's lovely, Ingrid thought. The loveliest sight of all was to see Justin's cock in Helen's mouth. Ingrid thought that was almost as nice as seeing Eric's cock in Christie's mouth. The taboo smashed. Six months ago the idea of it would have put Ingrid's mind in a turmoil. Now she accepted it. And more than acceptance. Watching Christie suck Eric's prick was the most exciting thing imaginable.
The men had hard-ons now. Helen and Christie sucked and licked and stroked their lusty pricks to get them ready for Ingrid. Roy's cock was the biggest, a big thick dick with all that dark hair around his balls. Eric's and Justin's pricks were about the same size, but Eric was blonde while Justin had dark hair at his crotch. Ingrid quivered as she imagined her body penetrated by those three fleshy spears.
Like a stabbing. They would stab her with their cocks. She felt as though they were about to engage in some ancient sacrifice. She was hungry for it now. She slid a hand over her belly and down to her cunt-bush. She pressed her slit and rubbed her clit through her swollen cunt flesh.
Finally Helen said it was time.
Roy came forward to the center of the room. He winked at Ingrid and went down on the rug. He stretched out on his back with his big cock lying across his stomach like a dark pink club.
"Sit on it," Helen said to Ingrid. "Get your cunt on it, honey."
Ingrid blushed. She kept staring at Roy's cock and she almost stumbled on her high heels as she moved towards him. Facing his head, she straddled his body, one stocking-clad leg on either side of his hips.
Roy smiled up at her and lifted his cock with his hand. "Come on, sweetie, get this in your pussy!"
Ingrid trembled as she went down on her knees. Roy helped her. She kept her thighs wide apart and in a moment they had his big cock stuffed inside her gaping twat.
She groaned as she pushed down to take all of his prick. She felt her cunt-channel stretched by the thickness of his prick.
Roy squeezed her hanging tits. Then his hands slid around to hold her ass. He squeezed and fondled her asscheeks as she began slowly fucking him.
Helen laughed. "Easy, baby. Don't start that, Ingrid. We're not ready for that yet."
Puzzled, Ingrid looked at Helen. Then she quivered as she saw Eric approaching with a quiet smile on his face. He had a small bottle of baby oil in one hand.
"Oh God!" Ingrid said.
Helen snickered. "Just relax, honey."
"Not both of them!" Ingrid said.
"Not only both, but all three!"
A wailing sounds came out of Ingrid. So that was it. All three men would have her at the same time. It was too much. She was sure she couldn't take them. But then a small voice in the back of her mind told her sure she could. You want it, she thought. She started trembling again as she waited for it.
Now Eric was behind her, kneeling behind her with one knee on either side of Roy's legs. He pushed at her back and made her get down lower. Then she felt the oil in her asscrack. The il and his fingers. They'd been doing a lot of assfucking lately and this was always the way they did it. He would have her bending over like a Muslim in prayer and then he would oil her asshole before fucking it. She had watched him do the same to Christie. Eric was so different now. When he fucked her ass he was always so determined about it.
Then she felt his knob at her grommet and she forced herself to relax. He grunted as his cockhead went in. His hands grabbed her hips as he slowly pushed his cock deep inside her ass.
When he had all of his prick in her shitter, he churned it a bit and pressed his balls against the open space between her asshole and cunthole.
She couldn't tell the difference any more. She had one cock in her ass and another cock in her cunt and she couldn't tell one hole from the other. She felt like she had a huge tunnel down there, a tunnel that was now packed solid with cockmeat.
If they move they'll kill me, she thought.
Then it was Justin's turn. He came to stand over his father's head with his long cock waving at Ingrid's face.
The boy smiled down at her. "Happy birthday, Ingrid."
He pushed his cock at her lips. She had to lift her chin a bit to get the angle right, and then when she had it he pushed forward until he had his knob in her throat.
It's magic, Ingrid thought. Three cocks. Three holes filled with three cocks. Her birthday present.
They started moving. It was awkward at first because she was so unused to it. But before long she had the idea of it and she knew how to move. In another few moments they were all moving in harmony, three cocks slowly fucking her ass and cunt and mouth.
Over on the sofa, Helen slipped an arm around Christie's shoulders and cupped one of the girl's tits. They were still dressed, but Christie wore no bra under her blouse and Helen's fingers found the teenager's nipple and rubbed it back and forth.
"I bet you'd like that," Helen said.
Christie giggled softly. "Well, it must be something."
Helen's fingers worked at the buttons of Christie's blouse. She soon had the girl's tits exposed. She stroked Christie's boobs until Christie looked at her and blushed.
"You're turning me on," Christie said.
Helen smiled. "We've never done anything. You and me."
Christie quivered. "I've thought about it."
"Have you, darting?"
Ingrid was coming steadily now. The first climax had ripped through her crotch and then another and another came after it without a break. She groaned and panted and kept her body moving to get the most out of the three cocks. Then she turned and looked over at the sofa and she saw Helen on her knees sucking Christie's cunt.
Their eyes met. Mother and daughter.
Oh God yes, Ingrid thought. She would have that too.
She came again as she thought about it. She tossed around on Roy's cock and heaved his ass upwards and shot off in her cunt.
Eric came next, his hands gripping Ingrid's hips as he dumped his load in her stretched asshole.
And then Justin. The boy called out and slammed forward, the hot spunk squirting out of his prick to fill Ingrid's mouth.
Ingrid thought about Christie again. She came again as she thought about Christie.