Chapter 3

Dan Hood called in as they were eating breakfast. He used the CB set he had installed in his pickup truck for communicating between the rig's site and his house; Elaine knew how to handle the base receiver set and often functioned as his communications center while he looked after his far-flung operations.

"Honey, I've got to go into Hobbs and get some parts," he reported. "This generator is giving us all sorts of trouble and it can't wait."

"That's two hours away," she protested. "Can't you send someone else and get yourself some sleep? Weren't you up all night?"

"Oh, I grabbed a couple or three hours a while ago," he said. "I'll be all right; don't you worry about me. And tell Cathy, as soon as she wakes up, that Jamaica is still there-we'll fly out there just as soon as I can get this rig straightened out again!"

Cathy's eyes watered at that reminder of his thoughtfulness; she was especially touched by the contrast between his concern and her own shameless, depraved behavior of the night before. It also grieved her that his own wife, her stepmother, was standing beside the CB set's microphone, stark naked, and allowing Ken, her own brother, to run his hand up her naked thigh and over her pussy as she carried on that conversation with her brother. Truly, there seemed to be no limits to the woman's depravity!

Even as she watched that scene, which her conscience told her was so disgusting, Cathy felt her body signal its own betrayal. She felt her nipples growing harder and warmer; as they enlarged in response to the exciting scene they brushed suggestively against the rough texture of the robe and tingled in an alarming fashion. Sitting with her legs crossed necessarily brought additional pressure against the lips of her pussy, which in turn responded with stronger, flashes of arousal. Cathy had spent enough hours curled up on her bed with a mirror in place between her thighs to know exactly what was taking place there; she needed no great effort of imagination to see the inner lips of that wayward, irresponsible slit growing larger and darker as her lusty nature asserted itself. Likewise, she could easily visualize the way her clitoris was also swelling, protruding from its hiding place at the apex of those lips and sliding forth like a miniature penis. She could already feel the warm trickle of musky wetness seeping from the mouth of her cunt, moistening the lips of her pussy and flowing down between the cheeks of her ass.

Ken's hand softly caressed Elaine's superbly turned thighs and rose higher, moving up to the furry nest at their apex. She obligingly spread her feet further apart to facilitate his hand's exploration of her most private parts, continuing her conversation with her husband as though she were the only person in the kitchen. Her voice did not betray the presence of others in the room, not by so much as a quaver. When Dan terminated the conversation and signed off, she replaced the microphone on its hook and looked back at her audience.

"So! He'll be away until noon, at least," she said. "I don't suppose I need to make any suggestions about how we ought to spend the morning?"

"Fucking and sucking!" Birgitta said, uttering the words without a trace of guilt. "Is there anything better?"

"Not that I know of," Elaine said, turning to face Ken directly. "And in the process, naturally, we'll carry Cathy's education a step or two further!"

The girl protested, but in vain; Elaine warned her that any attempt to escape or to reveal their secrets would result in Dan being supplied with those shameful pictures and the especially incriminating tape. There were other pictures, Elaine added, shots which reflected the same sort of activity, and another tape as well, but these were hidden away.

"So it will do you no good to destroy these," the woman concluded. "There are enough of the others to make it perfectly clear what you were doing with us! Yes, and how much you were enjoying it, too!"

"It's a lie!" Cathy retorted. "I wasn't enjoying it, not any of it!"

"Oh, but you were," Elaine replied. "And I think you know it yourself, except that you're too intent on playing the blushing virgin to admit it! Come now, dear, that game won't play; we know quite well that you were not a virgin last night. I well remember the violent reaction you showed when Kevin put his prick against the lips of your pussy for the first time. And believe me, my dear, that was enjoyment, pure and simple, if I have ever seen it!"

"Yah, he fucked you goot!" Sven added, grinning broadly. "And you, you dug it all!"

"Look at her now," Birgitta said after having watched Cathy closely for a moment or two. "Even now she is beginning to grow warm, I can tell! Yes, her boobies are becoming tender and sensitive! And her pussy, it too is becoming warm and wet!"

"It isn't so!" Cathy insisted, knowing that her words were lies. "No!"

"Really? Then would you allow me to test you?" Elaine scoffed, clearly skeptical. "Come, dear, open that robe and spread your legs! Let me see if you're telling the truth or not!"

Cathy blushed violently but did not obey the order. Instead she turned away from the woman, who then advanced a few steps and extended her right hand, as if to thrust it between her thighs.

"Here, now, that will never do!" Elaine warned. "Look, if you're going to persist in this high and mighty act of misguided purity, then I suppose I'll have to show Dan those pictures sooner than I'd expected! Think of it, Cathy, think of how it would affect him if he were to look at those pictures and listen to that tape!"

That threat was enough to bring Cathy to heel at once. Still darkly flushed, she slowly unfastened the belt of her robe and allowed the garment to fall aside. Elaine smiled at that show of submission and again extended her hand, motioning for Cathy to move forward and offer herself for examination. Cathy hesitated momentarily but then came to her stepmother, although she could not bear to look the woman in the eye as she did so.

Elaine slipped her right hand between the girl's long, slender thighs and felt of the slit at their junction. Her finger slipped easily over the puffy, hairy outer lips-Cathy had already developed a fine growth of pubic hair-and parted them, reaching for the juicy inner flesh. As she had expected, the inner lips were already blood-warm and coated with a slippery ointment. Her finger glided over those tender folds and then speared between them, prying at the taut, muscle-ringed opening they enclosed.

"Mmmmm, what a divine pussy you have!" Elaine murmured. "So wet, so warm and lovable! It's times like these, my dear, that makes me regret that I don't have a cock! Yes, I'd love to be able to stick it in your cunt, to feel your hot flesh tightening around me!"

Cathy's flesh quivered lustfully at hearing the woman's desires. She too had known the exact same longing at times, the product of a deeply seated curiosity about what a man might be feeling as he worked his cock into her cunt, and she bitterly regretted that she would never be able to know that sensation.

"It's a goot feeling!" Sven told her. "Yah, she got goot, tight cunt, just like a virgin! Man, it's goot fucking! Goot sucking, too!"

Cathy felt highly embarrassed at having her most intimate qualities discussed in that setting, though she also took a measure of pride in the obviously laudatory remarks being made about her. Sven had clearly had a great deal of sexual experience and his praise would be based upon a knowing comparison with many other girls, she knew.

Elaine removed her finger from the moist, hot furrow of Cathy's pussy and lifted it to her nostrils. Sniffing delicately at the moist digit, she closed her eyes and smiled. Cathy felt another floodtide of embarrassment sweep over her body-she had never before known anyone to take such blatant pleasure in what she considered to be the grosser aspects of feminine sexuality-but then Elaine smiled and complimented her on her scent.

"You're right," Ken told her. "She's got the sweetest cunt I ever tasted! And when she starts to come, wow! The way her cunt nips at your tongue, it's just so out of sight you wouldn't believe it!"

"Perhaps I'll find that out for myself," Elaine said, giving the girl a conspiratorial smile. "That is, if I can ever get my fill of cock! Mmmm, I woke up in such a horny mood! And I haven't had my first helping yet! Who'll be the first to give me my after-breakfast pick-me-up?"

Sven. rose from his chair at the breakfast table, ripping open the front of his jeans and displaying his healthy prick. The tool had not yet reached a full scale erection but nevertheless it had a menacing look, flopping out like some kind of thick, blunt-tipped whip. Ken and Kevin also rose and doffed their trousers-all the men had come to the breakfast table shirtless-and offered Elaine their pricks too. All three of the men began flogging their pricks in the most sensual manner imaginable, eager to bring the big tools up to a full, throbbing erection.

Elaine almost visibly purred upon seeing so exciting a display of male sexuality, all displayed for her benefit. Cathy's eyes widened, though she also felt a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach; she felt both disgusted and deeply stirred at the raw, rampant eroticism which rapidly infused the atmosphere. Not one of the people there showed the slightest sense of shame. Looking at Ken, she remembered that Elaine had already told her that he and Birgitta had been indulging in sexual activity that morning, even before leaving their bed. That memory stirred her even more markedly; the sight of his cock, and the knowledge that shortly before it had been in Birgitta's lascivious cunt, made her heart thud with powerful emotion.

"All for me?" Elaine asked, surveying the plentitude of cocks with evident pleasure. "Very well, then I'll have them all at once! Ken, since you were fucking Birgitta so avidly, I believe that I'll have you in my mouth; your prick ought to be especially tasty after a treat like that! And Kevin, I'll have you the same way-yes, a double blow job is what I want! Sven, you may fuck me if you like; I imagine those young balls of yours have already pumped up a big load of hot come!"

"Yah, plenty full!" Sven chuckled, massaging the big eggs that hung down in the wrinkled sack at the base of his prick. "I shoot it off goot!"

"I'm sure you will," Elaine said, smiling gently. Turning to Cathy, she added, "You'll find, my dear, that youthfulness is a mixed blessing in a lover. They are impetuous and eager, which can sometimes be boring, but then they always manage to come with such vigor!"

"Ahhh, Sven can shoot come farther than anybody I ever saw!" Birgitta murmured, fastening a knowing, lustful eye on her brother. "A young one like him going off in your cunt, it's like turning on a fire hose! But then older men, they have more maturity, more knowledge of how to prepare a woman for the fateful thrust! Yes, my dear, there are advantages to both types!"

"And I'll just bet that you two know all about all of them!" Cathy could not help retorting. "That's exactly the sort of thing you'd be most interested in knowing about!"

"You will find that it is a welcome sort of knowledge," Elaine told her. "But for the moment, you must content yourself with an observer's role, my dear. I suggest that you seat yourself over here in an armchair. I would like to watch you masturbate while I am servicing this group of studs!"

"Better if she watch Sven fucking your cunt for a little while first," Birgitta suggested. "A young one like her, she'll turn on fastest if she sees a big, fat prick working in and out that juicy cunt of yours!"

"Good idea," Elaine agreed. "Very well, Cathy, you heard the lady! You may watch Sven fuck me for a few minutes. But then I want you in front of me, so I can watch you diddling yourself!"

Cathy tried to protest but the woman cut her off with a few more well-placed threats. Seeing that her future, as well as what she conceived to be her father's peace of mind, lay entirely in Elaine's cruel, calculating hands, she gave up the effort and nodded her submission. The abasement was made considerably easier by the fact that her mind positively reeled with naked sexual desire at the thought of watching Sven's cock-which had by this time grown out to its full length, making it a truly breathtaking implement-slide into her stepmother's full-lipped pussy. , Her attention was momentarily distracted by Birgitta, who hitched her long, thick-thighed legs up onto the arms of the sturdy chair in which she sat. That move, accomplished with an agility surprising in a woman as big as she, brought her mature, womanly slit into full view. The inner lips protruded from the outer fold of lust-tinged flesh and resembled halves of some over-ripe fruit, perhaps a large, juicy plum turned inside out. The pressure of her widespread thighs brought the inner lips open, exposing the moist furrow running down between them; as Cathy watched, fascinated, a large, pearly glob of thick, viscous liquid welled up into the crescent-shaped opening of her cunt. Birgitta reached down, caught that blob on the tip of her finger and spread the mucilaginous goo over her pussy, running her finger all the way up to her prominent clitoris.

"Mmmm, Ken shot such a load of hot come up my cunt!" she sighed. She had caught Cathy's quick glance and correctly interpreted it as a sign of interest, though one that deeply embarrassed the naive young girl. "And now it's all running out, dripping out of my cunt and running over my pussy! Ahhh, it feels so good, having his love run out of me and being able to spread it over my flesh!"

Although Birgitta's bawdy talk and behavior violated every canon of propriety and fastidiousness which Cathy had ever been taught, the girl felt a powerful tug of interest upon seeing the way she spread Ken's sperm over, her pussy. Cathy herself had felt that same insidious flow just often enough to have formed a definite, though guilty, interest in it; she had felt ashamed of herself for enjoying the sensation of a boy's come dripping out of her body and the wholeheartedly joyous way in which Birgitta accepted that deluge, even transforming it into another source of her own sexual arousal, proved to be a heady example. Cathy's young heart pounded with renewed vigor as she watched the woman's fingers spread more of the rich, creamy liquid over every surface of her pussy, even working it into the lavish mass of honey-brown pubic hair.

"Would you like to lick the come out of her cunt?" Elaine asked. "You seemed to enjoy that last night; perhaps it would go even better this morning!"

Cathy's lips framed an indignant rejection of both the offer and the imputation but then she stopped, even before uttering a sound. Elaine's words had brought back another image, a memory of her own lips nestling down against her stepmother's pussy. Her face burned scarlet with shame at the memory and Elaine laughed heartily, enjoying her discomfiture.

"Ahh, you do remember!" the heartless woman chuckled. "Yes, you rather enjoyed taking your Uncle Kevin's charge from my pussy, as I recall!"

"No matter," Birgitta muttered. Her voice had grown noticeably thicker and her Scandinavian accent became more marked as her passions increased. "You want to do it again, you will! I know that, I know it goot!"

"So she will," Elaine added. "All she has to do is learn to submit to her body's demands! But that's enough of that; I want some stronger stuff!"

With that she crawled onto the breakfast table and knelt there, rump held high in the air and hung over the edge of the table. That posture necessarily forced her dark, unwinking eye of a pussy into prominent view, causing it to leer back at them from between her lovely thighs, and it attracted Sven's ready and entirely willing attention. The youth positioned himself directly behind her and raised his enormous cock toward that dark slit. He forced back the foreskin, stripping the purple head bare and preparing the weapon for action.

Cathy's brain staggered under the lustful impulses when she saw him divest his prick's head of the drumhead-tight foreskin. The smooth, lightly-tanned skin slid back slowly and smoothly in an eminently sensual manner. The girl's clitoris throbbed painfully and the lips of her pussy almost clawed at each other in their anxiety to be stimulated. Those sensations became even more pronounced, however, when she saw the knowing, skillful way in which Sven teased the woman before entering her.

He touched the naked, flaring head of his cock to the outer lips of her hot pussy and caressed that livid, lust-inflamed slit with extreme tenderness. Inevitably Cathy was reminded of her own tender, aching pussy and of how she would react, were he to be caressing her with so exciting and intimate an instrument. Only his lips and tongue, she knew, would provide her with a more forceful thrill. Her cunt was lubricating furiously now and the trickle of warm, musk-scented oil was threatening to become a veritable flood.

Ken and Kevin approached Elaine's face as Sven continued rubbing the naked, purple head of his prick over the lips of her pussy. They stood face to face, a couple of feet apart, and extended their stiff pricks to her waiting lips. She readily accepted the dual offering and began licking the naked, peeled tips of those masculine tools with a gusto which could not have been faked. She could not take both cocks into her mouth at once-their combined girth alone would have made that impossible-but she could bring them together, head to head, and apply her lips and tongue to them with a winning impartiality.

Birgitta, sitting directly in front of Elaine, showed no hesitation whatever in touching herself in the most intimate ways while the woman watched. Her fingers, thickly coated now with the slippery mixture of Ken's sperm and her own rich, oily cunt juices, slipped in and out of the highly exercised opening with ease. Her deep blue eyes glistened wetly as she focused intently on Elaine's mouth and that pair of stiff cocks against which it worked; she seemed utterly oblivious to every other consideration. Far from objecting to the fact that her own husband's cock was being titillated in the most lascivious manner possible by that mouth, or that her young brother was at the woman's rear, preparing to plumb the depths of her cunt with his massive prick, she seemed in fact to take extra pleasure in those facts. Her big, dark nipples jutted out from her large breasts like little rocks as she continued fingerfucking herself.

Cathy's head swirled in a welter of conflicting emotions. Her conscience continued to squeak out warnings against cooperating in Elaine's depraved, vicious schemes but lust and sexual curiosity spoke with far stronger voices. The sight of Sven's cock, now probing between the lips of Elaine's hot pussy and plowing up and down that juicy, exquisitely tender furrow, gave her senses additional charges of lustful arousal. She could think of nothing but her own hot, lathered pussy, of how she would be reacting were a meaty bludgeon like Sven's to be touching her own flesh in that manner.

The mere thought of a sensually inflated tool rubbing against the lips of her own pussy, forcing them apart to nudge against the tautly-stretched, highly sensitive rim of her cunt and then plowing up that incredibly sensitive furrow to poke against the outrageously excited tip of her clitoris ... her heart beat madly at the thought of such exquisite torments. Sven continued to work his cock up and down that moist opening and gradually began concentrating his attentions upon the upper reaches of the slit. There, Cathy well knew, lay the entrance to Elaine's cunt; he was beginning to breach that gap and force his huge tool into the tenderest part of all. Before finally planting the head of his prick in that opening, he pulled away and examined the weapon; it emerged bearing a thick, glistening sheen of cunt-dew. Satisfied with the weapon's look, he returned it to the tender canal and again seated it in the tender opening.

"Unngghhh!" Elaine groaned as he forced her cunt's rim apart and drove the head of his cock into her flesh. "Agghhhhh!"

She continued mouthing the pricks even as she groaned. The entrance of that formidable fucking tool into her cunt seemed to inspire her into a display of especially lustful caresses and her tongue curled gracefully over first Ken's, then Kevin's stiff cock with a winning impartiality. Her face registered the powerful emotions churning inside her body and no one watching the scene could have doubted that she was enjoying herself to the utmost.