Chapter 4
Jim Barton lifted his wet face from Gloria's pussy.
His eyes were dark glittering slits in a red face creased by an expression of intense pleasure. He sighed and gasped for breath.
He kept his cock in Gloria's mouth long after he stopped coming.
He lifted himself on his hands and knees, pulling his cock out of her mouth.
It was still erect, its throbbing red shaft oiled with semen and saliva.
Gloria puckered her lips and sucked the knobbed cock head as it popped out.
The stiff cock dangled over her face. She licked and kissed it.
Standing near the fold-out bed, his cock planted in Caroline's throat, Warren shuddered with the exquisite sensation of being sucked off by her.
When he pulled his cock out of her mouth, it was red and rubbery and flexible.
A strand of semen clung to Caroline's chin. She scooped it up with her finger, stuck her finger in her mouth, and licked it clean.
Warren hooked his hands under her arms and helped her to her feet.
"Still wearing your panties?" he said. "We can't have that!"
He got down on his knees. The head of his dangling cock was inches away from the carpet. He took hold of a fold of Caroline's panties between his teeth.
He pulled his head downward, which tugged the panties off her hips.
As his head lowered, her panties slid down her smooth, polished thighs.
Warren released the panties. They fluttered to Caroline's slender ankles.
Caroline's pussy was heavily bushed, the tangled soft hairs as black as coal.
Her pussy lips were a flower of flesh, a thick-lipped pink orchid between her legs.
Warren placed wet, lingering kisses on Caroline's pussy.
He reached behind her and gripped her bottom. He held one of her smooth buttocks in each hand. His licking tongue glided over her labia.
Caroline smiled. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, partially hooded by her eyelids, giving her a vaguely Eastern or Oriental look of mystery.
Her hips swayed from side to side as she rubbed her pussy agaisnt Warren's mouth.
Jim, her husband, lay side by side with Gloria on the bed.
Gloria was stretched out. Her legs were open, and Jim fingered her pussy.
His fingers were covered with her juices, which sloshed wetly when his middle finger penetrated her labia and glided deep into her.
Jim beckoned to Warren and Caroline: "Come over and join the party!"
Warren pulled his face from Caroline's pussy. Tiny crystal beads of his saliva clung to her pussy hairs. Her labia were wet, gleaming.
He kissed her pussy once more and stood up. Caroline caressed his thighs.
They held hands as they walked to the bed. Jim and Gloria reached for them.
The telephone rang.
Annie was so startled by the sudden ringing of the bell that she jumped as though she had been jolted by an electric shock.
The phone was in the kitchen, and its jangling sounded like a bomb exploding.
In the living room, the foursome froze and looked at each other.
Gloria whispered, "Who could be calling at this hour of the night?"
"I hope it's a wrong number," Jim Barton said.
The phone rang once more.
"Well, somebody had better answer it!" Caroline nimbly hopped off the bed.
Her breasts bounced heavily as she hurried into the kitchen.
Annie was paralyzed. Her mind was stuck like a jammed machine. It issued dozens of frantic commands, but she couldn't obey any of them.
Harsh light dazzled Annie's eyes as Caroline flicked on the switch.
Caroline reached for the ringing phone on the hook when she saw Annie.
Annie still lay flat on her belly. She looked up at Caroline.
Caroline stared down at her, an expression of surprised disbelief on her face.
The phone kept ringing, but she didn't answer it. She was frozen in position, her breasts dangling as she reached with arm outstretched for the phone.
Jim Barton filled the archway. He saw Caroline's shocked face first.
He followed Caroline's gaze downward, to the floor. "Annie!"
Annie only wanted to crawl away and die somewhere.
The phone rang insistently. Caroline snapped out of her trance and picked it up.
"Hello?" she said. "Who's this? Hello, Claire, darling. Is something wrong?"
From the living room, Warren called, "What's the trouble, Jim?"
"We've got a minor problem here," Jim Barton said, "but nothing we can't fix."
Jim made no attempt to cover his nudity. His member was semi-erect, thick, and dangling. Annie's eyes widened as she stared at her daddy's genitals.
Jim saw where she was looking. A tight, grim smile crossed his lips.
Annie lifted her front off the floor and rose on her hands and knees. Her long brown hair fell forward, onto her red face.
Not taking his eyes off his daughter, Jim asked, "What does Claire want?"
Caroline covered the mouthpiece of the receiver with her palm.
"Claire just found out that Annie wasn't in her house," Caroline said. "She called to tell us, and see if Annie was here."
"She's here, all right," Jim Barton said.
Claire spoke into the phone, "You're a little late, Claire. Yes, Annie's here. Yes, she came at a particularly untimely moment. I'm sure you know what I mean, dear."
Caroline continued, "No, dear, Annie won't be coming back to your house tonight."
She looked to Jim for confirmation. He shook his head, signifying yes.
Caroline said to Claire, "Yes, we'll be keeping her here, Claire. No, no, it's no problem that Jim and I can't straighten out."
"I'd appreciate it if you'd keep Kim there, with you, Claire. Let her stay with you for the rest of the night. I'm sure you'll take the very best of care with her."
"Well, thank you anyway, dear. Don't blame yourself. This is Annie's doing, and she's going to be punished, you can count on that."
"Tell Kimmie that her daddy and I send her lots of love. And I'll be talking with you tomorrow morning, Claire. Really, everything is under control."
Caroline asked her if she wanted to speak to her parents. Claire said no, that the reason she called was to see if Annie had gone next door.
Caroline said good night and hung up the phone.
Annie sat with her back to the wall. Her eyes were moist, and her chin trembled from the effort of holding back fearful tears.
"I'd say you got a real eyeful, didn't you, Annie?" Caroline said.
Annie tried to speak. She had difficulty in forming the words at first.
"I-I didn't see anything, Caroline, honest I didn't!"
Caroline laughed with disbelief. "You're in enough trouble already, Annie. Don't add to it by lying. This is a very serious situation, young lady."
Caroline and Jim loomed over the teenager, who felt small and suddenly weak.
Jim and Caroline were a pair of magnificent physical specimens. Their forms blocked the light and their shadows fell on Annie's frightened face.
Jim said quietly. "I'm disappointed in you, Annie. I thought that you were above being a sneaky little peeping torn!"
"Oh. Daddy, I'm so sorry!" Her face scrunched up, squeezing fat tears from her eyes. They rolled down her cheeks. "I wish that I had never seen anything!"
"But you did see something, Annie," Jim said. "You saw plenty."
He turned to Caroline. "Go in and tell Warren and Gloria what happened. Tell them that there's nothing to worry about, that I've got a handle on things."
"What are you going to do, Jim?" Caroline asked.
"Annie's seen too much for things to go back the way they used to be. That means that we all have to progress to the next phase, all of us."
Jim continued, "You know what we've been talking about, in relation to the girls and us, Caroline-the plans for the future we've made?"
"Yes, of course." Caroline's eyes shone brightly with lust.
"Well, we'll just have to carry out those plans. We'll push our timetable ahead, and start the program right now. Right here and now."
Jim patted his wife's bottom. The pat turned into a caress.
Caroline smiled wickedly as Jim fondled her soft buttocks in front of her step-daughter. Annie, embarrassed and confused, looked away.
Jim said, "It's a little late for false modesty now, Annie. Just like Pandora, you opened something which can't be so easily closed."
He said to Caroline, "I think everybody could use a drink-not including Annie, of course. Why don't you fix the drinks, Caroline?"
"Be glad to," she said.
"I want to be alone with my daughter for a bit. And Caroline-I don't intend to let this break up our party."
"I was hoping that you wouldn't, Jim. It would be a shame to spoil it."
Caroline got a fresh bottle of wine and took it into the other room.
Annie heard Warren and Gloria asking Caroline what was going on. Caroline answered in a low voice, so Annie couldn't hear what was being said to her.
"Get up off the floor, Annie." Jim leaned over and extended his hand.
Now that Annie had been caught in the act, she felt incredibly mortified. She choked with humiliation. Jim took hold of her hand.
Her white hand looked very small in his. He helped her to her feet.
The pressure of his hand guided her across the kitchen to the table.
Jim pulled out a chair. "Sit down, Annie. We have to talk."
Annie sat down on the chair. She looked small, huddled, as though she were trying to shrink in on herself and make herself smaller.
She closed her legs and kept them pressed tightly together. She looked down at her feet and studied the pattern her shoe laces made weaving through the eyelets in her sneakers.
Jim sat down on the other side of the table. Caroline's, Gloria's, and Warren's voices mixed together in a babble from the living room.
Jim breathed heavily, sighing. "Well, Annie.;, what do you have to say?"
Annie looked up at him. She felt slightly less uncomfortable, now that her daddy's lower body, his cock and balls, were hidden beneath the table.
"Please don't hate me, Daddy!" She started to sob.
"I don't hate you, Annie, so don't be foolish. You know Daddy loves you."
"Do you, Daddy?" Annie wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
"Of course I do. You're my little girl, and nothing could make me stop loving you, not ever. Caroline loves you, too."
"Yeah, I bet." Annie glared resentfully at the archway leading into the living room.
"She does. You've never given her a chance, Annie."
"She hates me!" Annie said. "I know it! She hates me, because she wants you all to herself!"
"Instead of sharing me with you and Kim?" Jim said.
"Oh, that's not what I mean, Daddy!" Annie could have wept with frustration. "It was so good when it was just the three of us, you and me and Kim! Things were so wonderful then! I want them to be like they were!
"You flatter me, Annie. But it's greedy of you to resent Caroline. She's a part of my life, an important part, just like you and Kim are. Look at Kim-she doesn't dislike Caroline. The two of them get along marvelously."
"Kim's just a kid," Annie said.
"And you're not? Kim might be younger than you, but she never pulled a stunt like this!"
Jim thoughtfully rubbed his chin. "We're wandering pretty far afield, Annie. Let's get back to basics. You've presented me with a sticky problem."
He continued, "You've not only violated my privacy, and Caroline's privacy, but the privacy of Warren and Gloria as well."
"We're adults, and we play adult games which shouldn't concern a girl your age. But now, you've made them your concern. This has got to be settled."
"What am I going to do with you, Annie? Should I send you away to boarding school, far away from here? Would that make you happy?"
"Oh no, Daddy! Please, please don't send me away! I love you and I don't ever want to leave you! I'd die if you sent me away!"
"Well, something will have to be done, Annie. I'm extremely upset by your behavior. You've really let your dad down. I hope that I can still trust you to keep your mouth shut about the things you've seen."
"Daddy, Daddy, I swear that I'll never tell anybody-anybody!"
"I wish I could believe that, child."
"Daddy, I promise! If I ever breathe a word to a living soul-a word-then you can disown me and send me away forever!"
"I think I believe you, Annie. That's good. It takes a weight from my mind, and gives me a wider range of options in dealing with you."
He leaned forward. "How long have you been inside the house, Annie?"
"Since you came home, Daddy," she whispered. "Honest, I didn't mean to spy on you! I came over here to pick up some things to bring over to next door, and you came home just as I was leaving!"
Jim Barton studied his daughter for a moment. "You know that I'll have to punish you, Annie. I can't let you get away scot-free for this."
"What-what are you going to do, Daddy?!"
"I've never believed much in corporal punishment, but if ever there was a situation where it was required, this is it."
"I don't care what you do to me, Daddy-only please don't send me away!"
"Come over here, Annie. Come to me." The chair legs scraped as Annie pushed back from the table and stood up.
Jim Barton pushed his chair back, and turned it to the side. Once again, Annie was confronted by the spectacle of her naked father.
Jim Barton stood up. Annie was a tall girl, but he stood a head and a half higher than she did. Annie was very conscious of his physical presence.
She wanted to look down, but when she did, she saw his thick cock.
Quickly she looked up, and fastened her gaze on his chest.
Jim said, "Lift up your arms, Annie, high over your head."
"Why, Daddy?"
"You've seen all four of us adults in the nude. It's only fair that your clothes be removed, so you'll be in the same condition as the rest of us."
"Daddy!" Annie was profoundly shocked. "You're not going to undress me?!"
"That's just exactly what I intend to do, child."
"Daddy, I can't-not in front of Caroline and the Liftons! Oh, Daddy!"
Jim smiled. "So-it's the prospect of being naked in front of the others that you're afraid of-but you don't mind being that way just with Daddy."
"Please don't make me take my clothes off, Daddy! I'm afraid!"
"You saw and still see your daddy in' the nude. You saw what I do when I think I have privacy. You violated my privacy, and the privacy of the other three in the living room. For starters, it seems only fair that you experience the same thing."
"Don't give me any more trouble, Annie," he rumbled warningly. "I'm already quite cross with you as it is. I'll use force on you if I have to."
Annie sniffled. Her face was red and burning as she lifted her arms.
"That's my good girl," Jim said, patting her bottom.
He took hold of her red shirt and pulled its tails out of her jeans. Reaching for her top button, he opened her shirt from the top down.
As the red shirt was open, Annie's breasts were revealed. Jim peeled back the shirt, exposing her front. "Not wearing a bra, I see."
"N-no, Daddy, I'm not."
"A girl with your kind of build doesn't need a bra, eh?"
Jim pulled the shirt off her body and laid it on the table. Annie's nipples puckered and stiffened when her breasts were exposed.
Her nipples were so stiff and throbbing that they ached her. She crossed her arms over her breasts, trying to hide her nipples.
"Ah-you don't like to show yourself, do you, Annie?" He took hold of her slender wrists and pulled her hands down to her sides.
"You don't have to hide yourself, dear, not from Daddy. Don't forget, I've seen you naked from the time you were an infant. There were plenty of times that I changed your soiled diapers. I helped toilet train you. No, you've got no secrets from me, Annie."
"And now, thanks to your spying," Jim added, "I don't have any secrets from you, either. Well, maybe a few, but they don't concern you-not yet."
"Maybe that's the way it should be, Annie. After all, the psychiatrists are always saying how a person should be open, and how there should be communication among families. Now that you've come this far, you might as well find out the rest."
"But I don't want to know, Daddy!"
"But I do want you to know-and to know you. In a way, Annie, you're right. I suppose that we have drifted apart in recent months, and we're not as close as we used to be. But Daddy is going to fix that. We'll be closer and more loving than ever."
Annie blinked through her tears. "Do you-do you really mean that, Daddy?"
"Before morning comes, you'll know that I mean it."
Jim reached for the top of her jeans. "Kick off your sneakers, Annie."
Annie took them off. The linoleum was cool against the soles of her bare feet.
Jim unsnapped the catch of her jeans. He took hold of the tiny zipper and pulled it down. Annie's pink panties were visible through the open flaps.
Annie felt weak and lightheaded, like she was going to faint.
In all her life, she had never known this kind of excitement. Her belly was churning inside. She shivered, but not because it was cold.
Jim tugged down her jeans. He had to yank sharply on them, since they fit her so tightly. He pulled them down her thighs and let them fall to her feet.
Without being told, Annie stepped out of them and kicked them off.
Her panties were low-cut, and the top fringe of her silken bush peeked out over the waistband. Annie started to pull her panties higher up.
"No," Jim said, "don't do that. You're going to be uncovered, just like the rest of us. You act like I've never seen you without your clothes."
"But this is different, Daddy!" Annie wailed.
"Yes, this sure is different." Jim breathed heavily. "Things can never be the way they were before tonight, Annie. You have to know that."
Annie started crying again.
Jim said, "Things won't be the same, but they can be better than ever. But you have to trust your daddy and love him like you never have before."
"I do trust and love you, Daddy!"
Jim pulled down her panties. Annie gasped as they fell down her ankles.
Instinctively she tried to cover her pussy. Jim caught her hands and pulled them behind her back. He pulled Annie down on his lap.
Her soft buttocks pressed against his groin. Annie's eyes widened as she felt his cock begin to stir and move with life against her flesh.
Annie trembled. Jim held both her wrists in one of his big hands. Having her arms behind her back caused her pert breasts to lift and thrust forward.
Jim's fingertips on his free hand glided soothingly across her smooth slender thighs.
"You're a beautiful girl, Annie, just beautiful."
"Am I beautiful, Daddy?"
"Radiant." He slid his palm over her thighs, with broad, rippling strokes.
He whispered, "I'm going to ask you something, Annie. Don't lie or try to cover up. If you he, I'll know it. When you watched all of us in the living room, what was running through your mind? Whisper it into Daddy's ear."
Annie moved her mouth so that it was next to Jim's ear.
"I-I can't say it, Daddy! I'm too ashamed!"
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, child. Say it!"
Annie closed her eyes. That helped her to speak. "When I saw you, saw you and Mrs. Lifton-Gloria-when I saw you together, with what you were doing to each other ... I wished that it was me in Gloria's place!"
Her voice broke as she made this admission. She wailed and buried her face in Jim's broad shoulder. He released her wrists and hugged her tightly.
She felt safe and secure, wrapped in his strong arms. Her body trembled and shook with sobs. Her tears wet her daddy's flesh.
Jim patted and soothed her. After a moment, her choking sobs faded away.
Jim pushed back her soft brown hair, uncovering a pink shell-like ear.
He moved his mouth close to her ear. His hot breath disturbed her.
He whispered, "Do you know what Daddy is going to do to you, honey?"
"No, Daddy, I-I don't know."
"Yes you do." He stuck out his tongue and licked the inside of her ear.
Annie gasped and squirmed on his lap. Her gasp was even louder as she felt his cock stiffen and become hard and throbbing against her buttocks.
"You're Daddy's little girl, aren't you, dear?"
Annie wrapped her arms around his neck. It was a thick bull neck, corded with thick lines of muscle and pulsing veins and tendons.
"I love you, Daddy, more than anyone else in the whole world!"
"I love you, Annie." He kissed her forehead. "I love you like a daddy, and I love you like a lover."
"Daddy-Daddy, this isn't right! Is it?"
"Daddy will decide what's right and wrong, little girl. Daddy knows best. You just let me worry about that. Don't bother your pretty little head over that."
"But-what about Caroline?"
"Caroline loves you too."
"You mean-like she did with Mrs. Lifton?"
Jim nodded yes.
"Daddy, I couldn't! I just couldn't! Not with a woman! Not with her!"
"Caroline loves you, Annie. And I know that you're going to love her back. You will love Caroline, won't you, Annie?"
It was a command, not a question.
Annie surrendered completely. Events had gotten way beyond her control. She was like a passenger in a runaway car-all she could do was hold on for the ride.
In a soft voice, so soft that Jim could barely hear it, Annie said, "I'll do whatever you want me to do, Daddy. Anything. Anything at all."
"I love you, Annie, but I love Caroline, too. When you please her, you please me. I want you to show her the same respect and obedience you show me."
"If that's what you want me to do, I'll do it," Annie said.
"That's only one of the things that I want you to do, Annie. But right now, I want you to do something else. I want you to give Daddy a great big loving kiss!"
He pulled her to him. His mouth crushed against hers. She opened her mouth when she felt his tongue seeking entrance. He thrust it deep in her mouth, frightening her with the force of his desire, exciting her in a way she'd never known before.
Annie felt her Daddy's tongue thrusting deep into her mouth. She opened her mouth and sucked at it hungrily, suddenly feeling an urgent desire to take her Daddy inside of her ... all the way inside.