Chapter 9
"See, sweetie," Herman was telling his daughter, "how soft and smooth your little sister's skin is? Yours is the same way. That's why I love to touch it. Remember how much fun we had last night before we went to sleep?"
"Um hmmm!" mumbled Francine, her voice still thick with sleep. She put a fist into her eye and began rubbing herself to wakefulness.
"Well, this morning let's let Jilly in on the fun like we talked about doing last night, okay?" he said.
Now that she was coming awake and remembering the long session they had indulged in, she recalled with great vividness all the sexy things he had proposed doing with both her and Jilly. How could she forget! And now it was time to put the ideas into action, she was learning. The touch of Jilly's arm seemed very different to Francine than she had ever expected it might ... undoubtedly, she realized, because of the things her daddy had talked about doing together.
But first she wanted to shower, she told Herman. She was half afraid he might object to the loss of time, that he might want to get right on with "breaking Jilly in," as he had called it. Instead, he gave her a big kiss and told her of course she could shower and that he would join her. He praised her for having such regard for cleanliness and said it was because he was hot for their bodies to such an extent that he had forgotten.
They took quick but refreshing showers and after he dried her off, much quicker than the time at their house, he told her to go play with Jilly while he finished up.
She felt awfully funny climbing into bed with her little sis and doing what he told her. Yet it was kind of groovy, she had to admit. She saw Jilly naked often enough that she wasn't so turned on by the sight of her nakedness as Herman was to be, but the touching of the younger girl's skin was stimulating.
She rubbed her arms and tummy, anxious to see what certain more intimate places would feel like but still a bit shy about it. When Herman came into the room she could tell at once by the expression on his face that he loved the sight of seeing the two of them together there in the bed. Also his cock was swelling before her eyes, even though he hadn't yet laid a finger on either one of them. It made Francine feel very sexy and mature to see that her daddy could be excited so much just by seeing her.
As soon as he was in bed he speeded up things. He lay watching, telling Francine what he wanted her to do and she did it.
"Not just her arms and tummy, sugar," he corrected, "feel her up between her legs like I did you. And give those little beestings of hers a kiss too-her little bitty titties aren't nearly as nice and full as yours are, but when you were just eleven they looked about like that, didn't they? So make her feel good, do the same things to her you'd like to have somebody do to you."
Francine began complying with his directions but she only got as far as fingering her sister's titties before she started waking up. Herman egged Francine on, telling her to keep it up and just do what she wanted to. He was going to keep quiet so Jilly wouldn't know he was in on things for a while. And as an incentive, he tenderly inserted his fingers between Francine's thighs under the covers from behind, letting her know he would do a lot more as things progressed.
Francine was excited but wary. It would certainly be the first time her sister had ever awakened to find anything like this going on in bed!
"Huh...." uttered Jilly sleepily, "uh ... umm? What's that-hey, whatcha doing silly?"
Her first thought was that Francine was simply playing some trick to make her wake up faster than she wanted to. Jilly realized that her big sister's hands were touching her in some strange places but she didn't guess the purpose.
"Don't. I don't want to wake up yet," she said, twisting her shoulders in irritation.
"Betcha would if you knew what I know," Francine told her mysteriously.
Jilly was fully awake now. "What do you mean?"
"Just that there are certain little games I could show you," she went on, teasing her interest.
Suddenly Jilly realized that her sister's hands were not only touching her, they were rubbing her, caressing her.
"Hey, that's naughty," she objected. "Better not let Daddy catch you fooling around like that. Get your hands out from under my nightie, you silly thing!"
"Daddy's still asleep," lied Francine, "he won't know. Be still and lemme show you some things. It won't kill you, dumbhead, and you just might like it."
Herman reached all the way through Francine's legs and bestowed a special caress to her damp pussy lips. She understood the reason she was being rewarded and avidly continued. She touched Jilly's titties and she giggled, then she put her other hand below the girl's tummy and started fooling with the soft fuzz that grew as light as the covering on a peach.
Now Jilly had quit giggling and was just lying still and absorbing the strange new feelings. She felt awful for letting Francine be so nasty with her, but the sensations were too pleasant to make her want them to stop.
"See, Sis, what'd I tell you?" Francine said. "You do like it, don't you?"
"You ... you can do it some more if you want to," she said softly, letting her body relax. "Wow, don't ever tell though!"
"Here, lemme get under your nightie more ... there ... and in your panties," she urged, finding Jilly now fully cooperative.
She slipped her fingers into her sister's slit and from then on things rolled. Jilly turned facing Francine so it would be easier, and when Francine put an arm around her, Jilly snuggled up like a kitten. When she realized Francine wasn't wearing anything, not even panties, it made her feel all warm and funny inside. She rubbed her cheek against her big sister's titties and Francine encouraged her to be more active still.
Soon both youngsters were getting awfully hot and Herman was enjoying every minute of the show. Francine could feel him manipulating her juicy cunt lips as before, but she also felt a motion of his other hand that told her he was masturbating himself. By this time she was getting such a charge from Jilly's close warmth that she was not offended at all by having her daddy play with himself.
She pulled Jilly's panties down over her feet and Jilly took her own nightie off over her shoulders as an indication of her willingness to participate.
"Here, you wanna feel me a little bit?" Francine said, her voice whispery with excitement.
"Sure," responded Jilly, putting her hands over both Francine's titties. "Jeez, I've seen these a lot but I sure never knew how they felt before!"
"You don't have to stop there," Francine told her as encouragingly as possible.
Now Jilly was getting so much pleasure from it she wanted to make Francine feel the same way. She put her fingers in Francine's crotch and the older girl enthusiastically hunched against them. She entered the fleshy warmth of the innermost pussy and returned the exciting touches her sister had been giving for so long.
They were moist now all over their legs and arms and pussies and were beginning to work up a rhythm that Francine knew would bring her off very soon. She asked Jilly if she knew what "coming" was and Jilly said yes, she'd done it herself before a few times but never had anyone else do it for her. Francine was now on the brink and knew she was only seconds away from it.
Herman had removed his fingers from her cunt long before to make way for Jilly's-it would have scared the kid to death to finally put her fingers in the secret spot only to find other fingers already present!-and he was making up for their absence by sticking his cock into her asshole. No wonder she was about to come, with such double action going on.
As soon as Francine came, Herman surprisingly pushed her out of the way and enfolded little Jilly into his arms without missing a beat.
The kid was so hot she accepted the change with amazing aplomb Sure it scared her-but after the initial fright, she realized that daddy obviously approved and just kept right on with it. He slipped his cock to the front of her pussy and said, "Sweety, don't be afraid now. Daddy's gonna spread open your little quim and let you come real nice. Jesus, what a sweet one you've got!"
Francine, now back in action, slid to her sister's opposite side and encouraged her. "You'll love it, Jilly," she exclaimed. "Just lie there and let him show you. It'll be a real tight fit but that'll just make it feel that much better."
"Whew ... oh ... oh," gasped the kid, beginning to feel his cock slip in. It was a wild new sensation that completely overwhelmed her, even though the small size of her cunt made it a bit difficult for her. Then with a plop it was all the way in.
"Ung!" cried Jilly, loving it. She rammed her ass in return now, meeting her daddy's cock with mounting eagerness. Luckily for her, the thinness of her maidenhead let him bust it wide open with only a quick little spasm of pain. Then it was pure heaven. She flung her slender little thighs as far apart as they would go and Herman pounded her virgin pussy 'til she came-a wonderful wet whoose of release that left her adolescent desires warmly and deeply satisfied.
The rest of the morning was spent in playful dalliance. Herman had finally attained his long desired ends, and he went about enjoying himself without limit. He fucked Francine again and had the pleasure of seeing Jilly watch the entire affair, he licked and sucked their pussies both alone and with the aid of the other daughter, and took turns fingering them as each gave the other a finger job as well.
Before long he was sexually exhausted. But the girls, because they were so young and had just discovered the wonderful thrills of sex, kept at it for some time. Herman lay quietly, enjoying the sensual sight of his two daughters locked precociously in each other's arms, and wished he had a camera. How enjoyable it might be years later for them to look at a picture of themselves joyfully licking and sucking each other's pubescent little cunts and titties!
During lunch, which they had at a big restaurant several miles farther up the road, Herman began to take stock. What was he going to do, where was he going to go? They couldn't stay on the road indefinitely. Plans had to be made somehow.
Then it hit him like a flash of lightning-why hadn't he thought of it before? From his now useless briefcase he pulled the index card he had filled out the previous Tuesday. The family described by the youngster in his office just might be able to help in some way. Anyway, if what she told him was true, the family would at least not be shocked about his uncontrollable sex urge for his daughters.
At first, the man on the other end of the line was quite furious about the fact that Herman knew so much about his family's unusual and illegal sex life, then irritated, then distrustful, then curious, and finally began to believe what he heard. Herman told him the complete truth about everything. The loss of his job, how he had found out about them, how he had left his wife, and how he was on the road hiding out. He explained that he not only approved of the family's incestuous relationship, but envied it.
Lester, as the man was called, became friendly. The call was a long one and when Herman was worried about the cost, Lester told him to reverse the charges. He had found a person who shared his views about sex, and he was enjoying talking to him.
But it might have remained just that-talk-if Herman hadn't mentioned about Francine and Jilly being with him. Lester was extremely interested in that. He became very talkative, giving details about his entire family. There was his wife Kathleen, in her late thirties and in full accord with his desire for sex with their children, and the son and two daughters. The boy was twelve, he said, while his elder daughter Veronica was sixteen and his younger daughter Lynette was only eight.
He asked Herman where he was calling from. When he learned the location he said, "Hell, buddy, this must be fate. You're just about ten miles from our mountain lodge. We're all driving up there tonight from the city to spend several days. If you and your kids would like to meet us there, we can get to know one another better."
Herman said, "You mean a lot better?"
Lester's answer left no doubt. "That's exactly what I mean, buddy. Let me taik plain. If you take a shine to Kathleen-or to any of the kids-you have my blessings to do whatever you can with them. All it'll take for you to bed any of them down is just them wanting to do the same thing, understand me? How do you feel about it?"
"Couldn't have said it better," said Herman. "If Jilly or Francine go for it, you're welcome to bed either one of them down."
by the time they both hung up, each was anticipating the meeting with great eagerness.
Herman took the girls for a long ride to kill time and arrive at the appointed time. He told them about the "new friends" they were going to visit and what it might be like. He made it plain to them he would probably be fucking the wife or daughter, and that they would be free to indulge in any bed games they wanted to as well-with any member of the family.
He was a little leery about how they might accept such a thing. He was going awfully fast with them and was very aware of it. When, however, they began to chatter and giggle about the forthcoming visit with obvious anticipation, Herman was heartened. And when a few miles farther he glanced from the highway to find Francine with her head out of sight under her little sister's skirt and Jilly playing with Francine's ripe titties, he was convinced the young pair would fit into the scene at Lester's lodge just fine.
He pulled over and started to join them, but became afraid a passing motorist might discover them. He headed back onto the road, confining his participation to watching. Before long Jilly came. The kid was obviously just as sexy as her older sister had been discovered to be upon the occasion of her first fuck that day at the house.
At dusk they pulled into the driveway of the lodge. It was much larger and fancier than Herman had imagined it would be. And the two cars and boat parked nearby made him think their hosts must be pretty comfortably off. Somehow that surprised him. From his job at the welfare office, he had unconsciously come to believe that incest was only committed in the poorer families. Well, so much for stereotypes, he thought to himself.
They were welcomed with warmth and enthusiasm by Lester and young Lynette, who were soon joined by sixteen-year-old Veronica-who sported a positively breathtaking pair of tits under her braless apparel. In a very short time they all felt as though they had been friends for a long time.
Veronica asked her father if he'd like her to go and tell her mother and little brother that the guests had arrived, but Lester said for her to "let them stay in the sack 'til they were through."
Herman had expected them to be exceedingly liberal, but this was more than even he had anticipated. Lester saw the question in his eyes and grinned. He said Kathleen had been letting their twelve-year-old Billy fuck her ever since he was "knee high to a grasshopper," and that "I turn tables every once in a while and give it to him in the ass so he'll learn how it is to be on the receiving end."
Then Veronica chimed in, "That's not the only reason you like to cornhole Billy, is it, Dad? Come on, you know you dig humping him almost as much as you go for cramming it up a pussy!"
Herman found himself almost as amazed by the freedom with which they all discussed such intimate matters as he was by their no-holds-barred physical enjoyment of each other. Jesus-apparently the guy was even bisexual. That was beyond the pale of even Herman's eccentric sex desires.
As they drank beer and snacked, sitting around the floor of the huge room in an informal circle, Herman could hardly take his eyes off Lester's two charming daughters. And he noted that the man was taking the same voyeur's delight with Jilly and Francine. From where Lester was sitting, Herman was sure he must have a dead shot right up young Jilly's skirt. And he was pretty sure that he could also see an excitingly long way down the front of Francine's carelessly drooping front.
As for his own view, it was hard to beat. Veronica was maddeningly provocative, with her full tits highlighted by a tight-fitting T-shirt and her way of giving him a slow, sensual smile every few minutes. And little Lynette, so thin and delicate, was sitting with her one-piece dress draped high enough up her slender legs for him to see inches within her panties. She had dark brown hair with lustrous waves that flowed down her back almost to the swell of her pert little bottom, and wore a straight line of bangs over her forehead.
The talk was earthy and personal before long, and Herman found that the unabashed speech of Lester's girls seemed to make his own daughters open up. Something did! They were both saying things even he was surprised to hear come from their mouths.
Lester was kidding Jilly about her freckles, although it was clear he found them as cute and sexy on her as did her own dad.
"I sure wish I had some of those freckles," he razzed, "think you got enough to let me have a few?"
To which Francine coolly remarked, "If there aren't enough on your face for him, Jilly, you could give him some from under your blouse. You got plenty of them there. And if you still need more, give him some from out of your panties. You got plenty to spare all around your pussy!"
And Jilly, far from being offended, joined right in on the fun by replying, "Heck, I've gotta have something down there to cover it, don't I? You got at least a little bit of hair around yours, but you know I don't have any yet."
Lynette piped up, "At least you have something down there, Jilly. I don't have anything on mine at all. Daddy, is that why you won't let me have any of your big old cock? You give everybody else plenty, but all you'll do for me is finger me and lick it for me. Maybe if I had some pussy hair you'd let me have it in me, huh?"
Lester playfully batted at her bangs. "Honey, I've told you and told you that I'm just too goddamned big for you. You're gonna have to let that hot little quim of yours grow a lot more before I can give you the fucking you want. What's wrong with Billy? He fucks you plenty. Remember, how we let you lose your cherry to him on your sixth birthday?"
She pouted prettily. "Yeah, it's fun with him, but he's too little to come yet. I wanna get to see what it's like to have my pussy full of come like Mom and Veronica get to feel all the time."
Lester laughed. "Sweety, if you were big enough for me to fuck, I don't know what I'd do with you. You can already give better blow jobs than your mom or sis do."
Veronica wasn't about to let that go. "Speak for yourself," she said to him, "some people around here happen to like the way yours truly goes down on them."
Lynette joined in the fray. "Yeah, she does, Daddy. I'd rather have Veronica suck me out than anybody in the house!"
As she spoke she leaned toward Lester and made her point by shaking her forefinger at him. Her dress slid 'way up her ass and gave Herman a look at her pink panties, tight as a drum over her hard little butt. But he quickly found he wasn't the only one who noticed.
Veronica grabbed her thigh from behind, flipping the skin-tight leg of her panties with her fingers, and said, "Sweety, if you don't quit showing off what's under there, you're going to get me all hot and bothered. You know I can't stand to see that without wanting to slip them off and eat you like an orange."
The talk was more than just banter, Herman could tell, not only from Veronica but from Lester and Lynette as well. He was damned glad to see they were getting a little hot because he was about to burst out of his pants. And he could tell from the restless way his kids, were scooting around on the floor that they were just about as bad off as he was.
"I sure won't stop you, Sis," the little tyke quipped.
That seemed to be the spark that got things going. Veronica dropped to her stomach behind Lynette, jerked the panties to her knees and said coyly, "Hope you folks will excuse me, but my little sis has the cutest twat ... I just have to give her a good tongue-washing right now or I don't know what I'll do!"
And with that she promptly set her luscious lips on the child's privates and started working on her like she was licking ice cream.
Lester turned to Francine and drawled, "You look mighty interested in that, honey. Here, let me have a look at that little cunt of yours and see if it's not all wet from seeing what my nasty daughters are doing in front of you."
She grinned impishly and glanced at Herman to see whether it was okay. He gave his approval in a very direct way. He reached over and yanked her skirt to her navel, displaying her clean white panties to the man's excited gaze, saying, "Give poor Lester a break and show him what a pretty little pussy you got hidden in there. I bet you he'll use his mouth on you so good you'll be glad you showed it to him."
Lester dropped his lips to the breathless child's scantily -haired cunt and started working on it for her, and, as she lay backward onto the floor in a swoon, he stuck his hands under her blouse and began to play with her jutting titties.
Lynette, who by now was terribly aroused by the sucking her big sis was giving her, said, "Daddy, if you'll move your legs a little bit I can get to your prick. Wow, she's got me so hot I gotta use my mouth on somebody!"
This was no sooner said than done. Now Veronica, Lynette, Lester and Francine formed a four-link chain. This was too much for Jilly, whose panties were fairly steaming from the sight.
"Daddy," she shyly asked, "do you think Veronica would care if I played with her tits while she sucks Lynette? Jeez ... she really has whoppers, doesn't she? Maybe she'd even let me suck 'em, you think?"
Herman was certainly aware of the big plump bazooms himself, and had as a matter-of-fact entertained serious notions of doing that very thing himself. But before he could utter a single word, Veronica herself spoke up. Her desire to answer the kid's titillating request was indicated by the fact that she had to break away from Lynette's crotch for a few seconds in order to talk.
"Sugar," she told Jilly, cunt juice running from her lips, "You come right ahead. Get 'em out of my blouse and go to it ... I'd love to have your little mouth on my nipples. They're all yours!"
As Jilly happily crawled to the floor to accept her offer, the child noticed that in order to really get a good hold on Veronica's proud beauties, she would have to lie on her back with her face upward. As Veronica was supporting herself off the floor by an elbow, there was no problem.
And as soon as the kid was in place, with her mouth hungrily going after the big tits, she discovered an unexpected bonus about her position. Since she was lying on her back, this left her panty-covered crotch within easy reach of the teenager's hands. So Veronica promptly took advantage of the fact by stripping off the kid's undies and fingering her downy cunt, continuing to use her mouth on Lynette as before.
by now Herman's mind was reeling at the incredible sight before him. The eager thrusting pussies and the naked tits and asses, all glistening with sweat, made his prick stick out like a wrench handle. He hurriedly kicked his pants off and cried to Francine, the only other person whose face wasn't busy sucking something, "I don't know how I wound up being the last one in on this, but I'm sure gonna make up for it."
Herman's eye was on the provocatively exposed roundness of Veronica's ass-the "end of the chain," so to speak. With feverish rapidity, he jerked them down and found her crotch brimming with love juices. Then Herman guided his quivering prick into the succulence of her tiny red asshole, fucking it for all he was worth.
It was then that Kathleen and Billy happened to descend from the upstairs dorm room, where all the beds sat in a common room together, and beheld the spectacle of six straining, half-naked bodies energertically licking, fucking, fingering, and sucking one another.
"There, Billy," she quipped to the boy, "-What You Always Wanted To Know About Sex!"
They had come downstairs after their own love match was over to see whether the expected guests had arrived. It was clear that they had indeed arrived and that, to all appearances, were enjoying a very hearty welcome from the family.
Later on that night, after a second round of helter-skelter sex in which many pairs and trios of lovers seemed to be constantly forming and reforming into new combinations, everyone was shown to a bed and promptly went to sleep.
In the morning, a large breakfast was served ranch-style on the long oaken table that dominated the dining area. Everyone ate as though they thought it would be their last meal. Then the kids all amused themselves with games and chatter while the adults sat and drank coffee. Herman had a chance to get to know Lester and Kathleen much better, telling them a lot about himself, about Laverne, and about the general predicament he found himself in.
After a while the trio broke up when she set about cleaning up the breakfast table and Lester excused himself to make a few business calls. He was in the process of building a new motel near the highway, he told Herman, and it would be opening soon.
Herman passed a couple of hours looking at the lodge and admiring its furnishings, then decided to take a walk out through the edge of the pine forest. It was a nice day and he could take his time. He had a lot of thinking to do. Who knows, if he came to a pay phone on the highway shoulder he might even give Laverne a call and see what her reaction would be.
But the thought never occurred to him again during his walk. He rambled through the woods for two or three miles, then followed a creek back toward the lodge. When he was almost there, he got a sudden urge to piss and decided he would relieve himself before going in. Just as he was finishing up, a quick noise off to his right caught his attention. It seemed to have come from behind a big pine tree in the upper section of the yard. Could it be a person?