Chapter 11

"Now, wait just a minute," Henry said, aghast. "What the hell do you think you're doing? You're grounded all of you. Go to your rooms."

"We've had enough of that bullshit," said Ron. "We're not little kids any more, and we're going to prove it to you. Anything you two can do, we can handle."

"We've already made love to Trudy, you know," said Ron. "She loved it. We might not be as old as you, Mr. Chase, but we can do the job."

Trudy thought she would die of shame. Henry stared at her, shocked beyond belief. "Trudy," he said, "this can't be true. Surely you didn't make love with your own sons?"

She hung her head and began to sob. "Oh, my God, Henry, it's true," she said. "They tied me to the bed and forced me, but, God help me, I did enjoy it after a while. I'm so ashamed."

Henry sighed and put his arm around her. "Well, if they forced you, that's different," he said. "I can understand. But there'll be no more of that, boys. It's incest, and it's wrong."

"Why?" said Ron. "What's really wrong with it? Tell the truth, Mr. Chase, wouldn't you love to ball Patty?"

Helplessly Henry stared at his naked fourteen-year-old daughter. It'd been a long time since he'd seen her nude, not since she was small and he'd given her her bath. He was amazed to see how much she'd matured. She was almost a woman. Her body was taking on sweet feminine curves, her tiny pubic bush was beginning to sprout, and her little breasts were round and firm and inviting. She still had that mischievous elfin face under a mop of black curls, just as when she was a baby, but something else had been added-the powerful allure of a lovely, sexy woman. He would like to have gathered her in his arms and hauled her off to the bedroom, fucked her silly, if she weren't his daughter. Even then....

"Come on, Mr. Chase," said Jon, "answer our question. Wouldn't you like to get it on with Patty?"

"Sure," said Henry. "She's young, pretty, sexy. But I won't because she's also my daughter."

"What difference does that make?" said Patty. "Really, Daddy, I don't understand. Why shouldn't parents and kids make it if they want to?"

Henry and Trudy looked at each other and sighed. It was so hard to explain these intricate adult moral laws to kids. "It's just that it's against the law, honey," said Henry, "and it's forbidden by every religion as well, condemned by every society."

"That doesn't necessarily make it wrong," said Ron. "Lots of ideas were condemned in the past and accepted nowadays."

"I say, if it's fun, do it," said Jon. "Who's it hurting?"

"That's just the point, young man," said Trudy. "A lot of things might be fun for you, but they hurt other people."

"Well," said Jon, "who would it hurt if Mr. Chase balled Patty?"

"Maybe me," said Patty under her breath as she eyed her father's enormous cock.

Henry didn't hear her. He replied firmly, "It could be very emotionally upsetting to Patty to get involved with her own father."

"Who said anything about involvement?" said Jon. "We're just talking about a simple fuck. You adults make mountains out of molehills."

"Yeah," said Ron, "you're always getting hysterical about some little thing. Like at school, the teachers crap themselves if you chew gum or wear your hat in class or fart. What's the big deal?"

What, indeed? Henry and Trudy both saw the justice of the kids' argument, recognized that many adults were tyrannical to children, but did that justify incest? Henry decided not. "Look, kids," he said, "I understand what you're getting at, and I even agree with a lot of it, but you want to go too far. Kids and adults shouldn't have sex together. Perhaps Trudy and I shouldn't have interfered with you in the playhouse tonight, but on the other hand, you shouldn't have spied on us. I think we should keep our sex lives separate. I also think the three of you should go to your rooms now. It's a school night, and it's getting late."

"I'll-go along with that," said Trudy.

"Well, we won't," said Patty. "We've got a point to prove and I'm going to prove it, if no one else will."

Taking everyone by surprise, the pretty teenager dashed across the room and knelt before her father. Before Henry could react, she'd seized his limp warm cock and stuffed it into her mouth. There was a loud juicy sucking sound, her jaws worked vigorously. Henry went red in the face.

"Patty," he said weakly, "oh, my God, Patty. Please, baby, you mustn't do that. Ohhhh, Jesus."

"Go, Patty, go," said Ron gleefully. "Suck that meat."

Jon clapped his hands and grinned broadly. Trudy, however, was shocked and outraged. "Young lady," she said, "stop this at once. It's wicked."

Trudy moved to seize the girl and pull her away from Henry's lap, but the twins rushed up behind her, seized her, and dragged her away. "Let go of me," said Trudy, flailing and struggling. "This has to be stopped. It's all wrong."

"What's wrong with it, Mom?" said Jon. "She's only sucking his cock. No big deal."

Ron and Jon lowered Trudy to the carpet and sat on her. Their combined weight was too much for her, and though she sobbed and struggled, she couldn't get free. In horror, she watched as Patty loudly and voraciously sucked her father's long limp penis. Why didn't Henry do something? Surely he was strong enough to handle a fourteen-year-old girl.

Henry was strong enough, all right, but he just couldn't bear to cut short this exquisite pleasure. Patty's small mouth made a deliciously tight nest for his sensitive prick, slick and hot and juicy. She sucked his dick fast and hard, quickly awakening his lust even though he'd just had a huge cum with Trudy. He was powerfully excited just by watching the lovely little girl hungrily mouthing his meat. Like most men, he had fantasies of making it with jail bait, delightfully young girls, say twelve or thirteen or fourteen, with fantastically tight pussies. Granted, Patty was his own daughter, but for the moment he allowed himself to forget that and thought of her only as a lusty teenager who wanted his body. It was just too great to turn down.

Her sucking got louder, wetter, hotter, till Henry's recently spent cock was aroused to new lust. It lengthened enormously, grew hard and thick, till Patty gagged and coughed and spat it out, her jaws aching and her lips stretched. "Oh, wow," she said, "it's just too big for my mouth. It was sticking right into my throat. But there are other things I can do, Daddy. I think you'll like this."

She pushed him onto his back, then scrambled between his legs. Henry didn't resist very much, and when he felt the first hot wet flick of her little tongue on his sensitive testicles, he sighed, closed his eyes, and gave in completely to his amoral horniness. Patty went at her work a little inexpertly but diligently, licking the entire quivering surface of his big hairy balls in tiny mischievous strokes. She tongued and lapped into every cranny and over every ridge, bathing his nuts in a delicious bath of her hot saliva. Henry whinnied like a colt, so intense was his pleasure, and he felt his balls rapidly filling with cum, till they were round and tight and bloated almost to bursting. Patty eyed her work proudly, then moved lower down between his legs till her pretty pink tongue lapped teasingly around the tight brown ring of his anus. He felt her hot moist breath there, then the mischievous penetration of her tonguetip, a very slight but delicious invasion of his anal mouth.

"Ohhh, Jesus Christ," he whined. "Yeah, baby, do that. That's great."

"Henry, for heaven's sake," said Trudy. "Come to your senses. It's your own daughter who's doing that." She struggled violently beneath the twins as she saw the wicked little girl extending her pink tongue farther and farther into Henry's pungent ass.

"Aw, shut up, Mom," said Ron, not unkindly.

"Get with it. It's the twentieth century, remember? We don't think sex is nasty and evil any more."

"Yeah, Mom," said Jon, "it's a beautiful thing. I think you know that, too. Why don't you just forget all that morality shit and enjoy yourself?"

"Let me go," Trudy sobbed. "This is all wrong. I want no part of it. Henry might be weak, but I'm not."

Ron and Jon looked at each other. Their mother was being a drag again, and they were tired of it. Once and for all, she had to give up her silly puritanical attitudes, and they thought they knew just how to manage this. Well attuned to each other's minds, not needing to discuss their plan, the handsome twins went into action. Jon threw himself heavily onto Trudy's lush body, pinning her down, and began to suck her bright pink nipples like a greedy puppy. Trudy gasped, both with unexpected pleasure and sharp horror. Meanwhile Ron wriggled between her writhing legs, planted his mouth on her tiny red clit, and began to suck it loudly. Trudy moaned with joy and dismay, if he went on sucking her there, her most sensitive and receptive spot, she was lost.

"Oh, no, boys, please," she moaned. "Please stop. This is a terrible thing to do. Please, nooo...."

Henry opened his eyes to see what all the commotion was about. He saw Trudy writhing and sobbing on the floor while one of the twins sucked her tits and the other ate her pussy. In his dazed state of pleasure, he couldn't understand what the hell she was protesting. It looked like a helluva lot of fun. Anyhow, he couldn't be bothered with it. Patty's slick little tongue, red-hot and speedy, was probing very deep in his tight asshole, giving him incredible pleasure. His big heavy cock pointed straight up at the ceiling, weeping its juices, and his balls felt ready to pop with cum. He was as aroused as a horny schoolboy, and he just wished Trudy would shut up so everyone could enjoy themselves.

"Oh, God, no," she was saying, "please, stop...." t

"Trudy," Henry said, "are they hurting you?"

"Nooo," said Trudy tearfully, "but it's wrong...."

"Does it feel good?" said Henry.

"Well, yesss," she said, panting, "but-"

"Then shut up," said Henry.

"WHAT?"

"Shut up. Don't be a drag. Everybody else is having fun, we don't want to hear you whining. Stop being such a goddamned prude."

Trudy shut up, more out of shock than because he'd told her to. How could Henry have switched his attitudes so suddenly? She'd thought he was on her side, on the side of morality, and now he seemed to be going along with the kids and their wicked games. Or was he right? Was she really a prude? Was it all right to relax and enjoy it while her own sons made love to her? Was it true what the twins said, if it's fun, do it? Trudy's brain reeled. She admired and respected Henry, thought he was a decent man, and yet he contradicted everything she'd been taught about morality. She didn't know what she thought any more, what she should do. She only knew that two lapping, slick little tongues, one on her nipples and one on her clit, were giving her intense dizzying pleasure and that she was losing the will to resist.

Meanwhile Henry's harsh excited breathing and panting filled the room. The rugged silver-haired man was having all he could do to keep from cumming, squirting his jism all over the couch. Patty's slick little tongue was deliciously deep in his asshole, plugged in all the way to the root, and she tirelessly probed and reamed him, melting his loins with pleasure. Just when he thought he couldn't hold out a second longer, she popped her tongue from his butt and grinned at him.

"I hope you liked that, Daddy," she said.

"You bet I did, baby," he said, reaching out to tousle her curly black hair. "Here's the proof."

He glanced at his hugely erect cock, and Patty followed his gaze, gawking at the rigid erect pole, the taut pale skin, and the steadily dribbling purple glans. The whole thing looked impossibly big to her, thick and menacing, yet she felt an irresistible attraction to it. Her mouth filled with hot saliva, and with a horny little whine she bent over her father again, sticking out her cute little pink tongue and licking his giant prick slavishly, hungrily, from top to bottom and back again. She lapped up all his dribbling salty juices and swallowed them, then dug the stiff tip of her tongue into the dark glans hole, reaming it for more cream. Henry watched for a moment, shivering with pleasure, then smiled fondly and reached out for her.

"Come on, little girl," he said. "Time for you to have some fun."

He seized her around the waist and lifted her effortlessly into the air, bringing her down to straddle his face. Right before his eyes was her exquisite little slit, tiny and child-like, fresh and neat. The tissues were red and delicate, the parts much smaller than Trudy's mature lusty twat. A very light fringe of black hair surrounded it all, and the pinpoint mouth of her cunt was so diminutive that he could hardly make it out. He stuck out his tongue eagerly and tickled the small red bump of her clitoris, and Patty gave a howl of pleasure.

"Oh, yes, Daddy, YES," she wailed. "Eat my pussy. I love that."

She dug her fingers into his broad sweaty shoulders and spread her slim legs as wide as she could, giving him more room to work. Henry went at it expertly and lovingly, wanting to pay her back for the powerful pleasure she'd just given him. He began at her tiny red clit, licking and tickling it till Patty squealed with delight and her small shadowy cunt oozed great drops of cream that dripped onto his chest. When her sweet little bud was stiff and swollen and wet, he moved on to tongue and explore the intricate folds of her labia, exciting the girl into more squeals and sighs of rapture. Her tiny twat gushed more hot cream, and now there was a large steamy puddle of it on his chest and chin. He'd had no idea that Patty's lusts were developing, that she could become so aroused. No wonder he had trouble controlling her, no wonder she thought of nothing but boys. The poor little chick was just obeying the instincts of her maturing body, wanting to get laid. It was a perfectly natural thing. Henry stiffened his tongue and thrust it into her tiny quaking cunt, and Patty nearly shot out of his arms, she got so excited. He began poking his long tongue in and out of her convulsing cunt, imitating a cock, and the girl moaned hoarsely and began to work her pussy in time to his strokes, up and down, slamming her tiny mons muff against his nose, soaking his chin with her hot juices.

"Oh, Daddy," she wailed, "that feels so great. Please keep doing it. Make me cum...."

Henry was perfectly willing to do so. Perhaps it was better that way. His giant adult cock was far too large for her baby cunt, and he didn't want to hurt her. Also, in spite of the fun he was having, he wasn't sure that he was quite up to balling his own daughter. He slid his thick tongue swiftly, forcefully, in and out of her hot mushy little hole, trying to bring her off, but suddenly Patty seemed to change her mind.

"No, wait," she said breathlessly, lifting herself up off the slick impalement of his tongue, "I want to really ball, Daddy. I want you to fuck me."

"Patty, honey," he said, "I don't know, I'd be awfully big for you. It might hurt."

"I don't care," Patty said wildly. "I just have to try it." Her tiny cunt ached to be stuffed, his tongue wasn't enough any more. She raised herself high above him, seized his monstrous prick-so thick that she could hardly curl her fingers around it-and stuffed the wet purple head into the moist indentation of her vaginal mouth. Swallowing hard, she began to let herself down on his enormously long fat pole. "Oooooo," she cried, "OOOOOO."

Henry watched, fascinated, as Patty very slowly worked the entire length of his great hard prick into herself. Her eyes bugged, her mouth fell open, and she seemed to stop breathing as she received it. He could see it splitting her tiny cunt mouth, almost tearing her, and he could feel the incredible tightness of her recently virgin vagina all around his grossly fat prick. The fit was so tight, in fact, that he doubted she could get it all in. Somehow, though, she managed it, and he felt his creaming engorged glans come to rest against her tiny slick womb.

"Oh, my goodness," said Patty.

"Does it hurt, baby?" said Henry.

"Nooo," she said, "not exactly. It's tight. I mean, there's really a lot of it. But it doesn't hurt." She sat there for a moment, fully impaled, and then a mischievous grin spread over her childish face. "In fact, Daddy, it feels really GREAT."

She confirmed this by blasting him with a scalding bath of cunt cream. He felt it scorching all around his buried meat, and it was just enough lubrication to permit movement. Patty, grinning shamelessly, began to work her tiny pelvis swiftly up and down his long fat pole, literally fucking him, doing all the work.

"How does that feel, Daddy?" she said.

"Great, baby, just great," Henry sighed. He reached out to play with her sweet jiggling little boobs, but otherwise he let Patty do all the work. He was getting old, after all. Let the kids expend the energy. He grinned lustily at his pretty daughter and gave himself up entirely to the pleasure of their fucking.

Meanwhile Trudy was involved in more than one kind of struggle. She fought to throw off the eager clinging boys as they sucked her big nipples and her twitching little clit; and she fought her shrieking conscience, which told her she'd be damned forever because of this night. Both were losing battles. She couldn't fight the combined strength of the twins, and she couldn't defeat the deep lust of her mature body. Hot wet little tongues aroused her tender nipples to stiff erection, aroused her red-hot clit to hard throbbing life. Her cunt spewed rivers of horny cream, she ached to be penetrated and fucked, fucked silly. She knew she was losing, yet it didn't seem so awful this time. No one else was upset or disapproving. On the contrary, everyone else was having a wonderful time. The boys ate her like hungry infants, their slim bodies hot with lust, and she could feel their stiff little pricks rubbing hornily against her tits and thighs. Through fluttering eyelids she saw Patty sitting in her father's lap, bouncing up and down on the long pale pole of his cock, squealing with joy, while Henry watched with a blissful expression. Was there really anything wicked or evil'in all this? Was anyone being hurt? Would it be wrong for her to relax and enjoy, like the others?

Suddenly she felt something stiff and hot sliding into the mushy sheath of her vagina, and without thinking she moaned her pleasure loudly. She needed that stiff penetration, needed the jabbing, jerking friction which followed. Dizzily she looked up and saw that Ron was fucking her. He knelt between her plump white thighs, watching proudly as his young cock zipped in and out of her mature wet cunt. Trudy gurgled happily and arched her body a little to meet his thrusts and make more delicious friction. His immature prick wasn't as large as Henry's, it couldn't do the job as well, but it felt good, she wanted it. She raised her body even higher, and Jon fell off her chest with a yelp of surprise.

"Hey," he said, "what's going on?" He looked and saw his brother busily and happily balling Trudy, noted Trudy's lusty response. "No fair," he said angrily. "I got left out. I helped you get her hot, Ron, and I want to ball her, too."

"Blow it out your shorts," Ron said happily.

"Now, boys," said Trudy, "there's no reason to fight. You can both fuck me at once, just like you did before. Here, I'll roll over." She did so, taking Ron with her, till she lay on her side. Ron didn't even break his rhythm. Jon still pouted, however.

"I don't want to share with him, he said. I want a place all to myself."

"Well, then," Trudy said lustily, "stick it in my ass."

She wasn't sure what had prompted her to say such an outlandish thing. She hadn't been thinking about it, hut it seemed a reasonable solution. She just wondered if it would hurt. Jon gave her no time to worry. He seemed delighted with the idea and, crawling behind her, he seized his hot little poker and rammed it briskly into her tight anal mouth. v "OOOO," cried Trudy.

Jon began to poke her swiftly, digging his hot little rod eagerly in and out of her slick pungent bumhole. To Trudy's surprise and delight, it felt marvelous, just as good as getting it in her cunt. She moaned and gurgled and wailed, moving her big body in time to the boys' hot and eager strokes, thrilling to the sensation of two cocks working in her at once. Her whole pelvis melted with pleasure, and before very long she was cumming, her lush body writhing and convulsing. As she did so, something prompted her to glance at Henry and Patty, who were just cumming, too. Patty was shrieking shrilly, her abundant pussy juices streaking down the thick pole of her father's cock, and Henry bellowed ecstatically as he shot load after load of hot cum into his daughter's tiny quaking womb. The stuff overflowed her tiny tunnel and dribbled down to soak his hairy belly while Patty continued to ride his jerking prick.

Jon gave a happy squeal, his body twitched, and then Trudy felt red-hot boy-cum sizzling up her asshole. Almost at the same moment, Ron yelped and began to shoot, his young jism spraying deliciously into her cunt. "Yes, you darlings," Trudy moaned, "cum in me. I want it all. Ohhhhh, yes, YES."

Some time later she came back to her senses, and she found herself lying on the rug, a happy boy snuggled in each arm. Ron and Jon played affectionately with her huge wobbling tits, their limp little cocks trailing warm slime on her thighs. She saw Patty lying on top of her father, his long flaccid dick still stuck in her tiny twat. Henry was rubbing her back and she was nuzzling his neck.

"Oh, my," sighed Patty, "my pussy's kinda sore."

"I warned you," Henry said, chuckling. "In the future, young lady, you'd better find a dick that fits you better."

Patty turned to wink at the twins. "What do you guys say to that?" she asked.

"Far out," said Ron.

"Right on," said Jon.

Then they both promptly fell asleep in their mother's arms.