Chapter 6
As Cathy's body gradually returned to a more or less normal state of sexual equilibrium, she became aware of a deafening silence pervading the room. Looking about, she saw that the only individual in the room who had not climaxed at about the same time as she had felt that awesome power reaching its apex inside her own cunt was her uncle. The others all bore the satisfied, contented look of utter sexual bliss.
"No, there isn't time for that!" Elaine snapped when Cathy knelt lower before her uncle and prepared to service his erect, throbbing penis with her mouth. Then, seeing the look of utter sexual desperation on Kevin's face, she relented slightly. "Ohh, all right, go ahead and give her a quick fucking, Kevin. But just enough to get your balls emptied, hear? God, we haven't got time for a long fucking scene!"
She also directed Sven to dress himself and take up a station at the front of the house, where he would be able to see Dan Hood if he approached. Cathy heard her instructions, though dimly, and while she was once again reminded of her own perfidy in engaging in such depraved acts, she could not deny the gnawing hungers of sexual desire that still burned deep in her young body. Kevin's fingers had brought a marvelously thrilling series of spasmodic convulsions to her loins. She felt a thrill of savage pleasure run through her body upon hearing Elaine direct Kevin to give her the thing she most wanted at that moment.
"Bend over," Kevin whispered to her. "Bend over and I'll put it in you from the rear! Let me fuck you like that, Cathy; I'm dying to get my prick in you!"
Cathy had not often had a man in that position but the few times in which she had attempted intercourse through a rear entry position had proved to be enormously exciting. She suspected that this was because the front wall of her cunt was especially well supplied with nerve endings; her experiments in masturbation had proven to her over and over that that portion of her vagina possessed the greatest capacity for sexual response. Kevin's proposal therefore excited her quickest approbation and she turned, falling down onto her elbows to bring her rump high in the air and presenting him with a clear view of her slit.
"Put it in me!" she whispered, looking back at him with sex-glazed eyes. "Fuck me dog fashion! I love it that way! Mmmm, I'm dying to feel it going up my cunt! I'm so turned on I could come right now!"
Kevin found that she was not exaggerating. Her flesh radiated heat and as soon as he had nosed his prick between the lips of her pussy he felt the extent of her arousal. That lustfully aroused canal, already moistened with her cunt's exuberant flooding, greeted his cock and enabled the big rod to slide down against the tautly-stretched mouth of her cunt. Kevin pushed against her, reaching out to pull her hips back against him, and entered her with a smooth stroke. Cathy gasped out a weak, whimpering oath as she felt the rim of her cunt being dilated by the fleshly prod. The soft, spongy bulb adorning the tip of his prick slid deep into her flesh, knifing it apart and forcing the tightly congested meat into a clinging, close-fitting receptacle for his cock.
"God, you're so hot!" he moaned. "Mmmm, it's like you were on fire! So hot and wet! God, Cathy, your cunt feels so good to me!"
"Oooooh, fuck!" the girl panted. "Just get it in me and fuck! Mmmm, I just know it'll be all right, once you start to cream; that'll bring me off, I know it will!"
"Reach back between your legs and rub your pussy!" Kevin ordered. "Get your fingers on your clit and help me! I want to feel you come, Cathy! Let me feel your cunt biting down on my prick!"
The girl did as she was told and at once felt new, far stronger convulsions of lusty pleasure spreading through her loins. Quite apart from the pleasure of having her fingers on her supercharged clitoris, a contact that brought exquisite thrills of delight to her body, she also felt a strong charge of sexual delight at the mere thought of masturbating herself while her uncle's prick was working back and forth inside her tenderly-aroused cunt. The sharply different forms of sexual arousal worked together nicely and turned her body into a much more responsive organism.
Kevin's balls were packed tight with an extraordinarily large load of sperm, thanks to the long period of excitement he had endured. That, together with his niece's amazingly high degree of readiness and the glowing heat of her flesh, proved to be enough to bring him to the verge of completion in near-record time. His balls swayed back and forth as he fucked into the girl's waiting cunt with increasing speed. The big rod speared deeper into her flesh, each stroke bringing another grunt of agonized pleasure from her throat; she cried out with absolute delight when his cock settled home and his balls swung forward to scrape against her fingers, still running lightly over her clitoris.
That light touch inspired Cathy to new heights of erotic fervor. Without even thinking about what she was doing, she opened her fingers to clasp that big, egg-laden bag firmly and then she pressed it down close against her clitoris. A surging, all-pervading thrill of total sexuality flashed through her loins as she rubbed her uncle's balls over her clitoris and pressed them against the lips of her pussy. That sensation, together with the marvelous feeling of fullness his deeply planted cock gave her, provided her with the final burst of sexual stimulation she needed in order to reach the peak of her own arousal.
"Unnngghhhh!" she moaned, writhing frantically to accentuate the spreading wave of orgiastic thunder that burst deep inside her womb. "Oooooohhhh! Omigod, I'm coming! I'm coming all over! Agghhhh! Fuck, fuck me harder!
Ohhh, do it now! Fuck, damn you, fuck me to death! Uhhhh! Ahhhh! Cream, cream in my cunt! Shoot your come out now! Let me feel it going off in my cunt!"
Her cries mounted to a shrill, incoherent scream as the waves of orgiastic frenzy became a veritable storm of sensual wonder. Her cunt gasped and clutched at his prick with rapid contractions, registering every nuance of her vast delight, and then his balls surrendered their last morsel of restraint. Shouting with anticipation, he plunged harder into her waiting body and slammed his loins against her ass one last time.
Cathy cried out even louder upon feeling that telltale leap of his prick within her cunt. The rod swelled out abruptly, pulsing with the first contraction of orgiastic release, and then spat forth a thick, steaming blob of semen. The jet of come spattered directly against the mouth of her womb and stung her like fire. Writhing abruptly in response to that sudden stimulation, her body twisted and clung all the more fervently to her uncle's big prick. Her cunt clasped harder at the spouting tool, giving it additional friction, and her gyrations of lusty release further stimulated his seminal blast. Again and again his prick belched, each time spitting forth another thick, hot blob of come. Cathy jerked about in a mad frenzy of sexual ecstasy and fucked herself into a state of near collapse. Her brain dissolved into a red mist of primitive joy and she continued fucking, propelled by sheer animal instinct, until she had exhausted every vestige of sexual feeling in her lithe young body. Gradually she wilted and her hips slowed their churning. Kevin also slowed his frantic thrusts and then gave a long, trembling sigh of relief.
"God, I thought you were going to fuck my prick right off!" he muttered. "Mmmmm, you got it all, Cathy; you got every drop of it! I thought I was never going to stop shooting come!"
"I felt it," she replied in a soft, husky whisper. "Ooooh, did I ever! It was so good, so fucking good! I just loved it when you were shooting off so big and strong! There's nothing like that feeling in the whole world!"
Their ecstatic reverie was interrupted by Sven's shout from the living room. He saw Dan Hood's pickup turning into the lane leading to their house and gave the signal at once. His cry brought Cathy back to her senses with a rush and she quickly scrambled to her feet, looking around anxiously. Elaine, now fully recovered from Birgitta's spirited tongue-fucking, stood in the center of the kitchen and directed activity. She issued rapid-fire orders and sent everyone scurrying off, leaving her alone in the kitchen. She grabbed up a dishcloth, moistened it and rubbed at a blotch of sperm on the kitchen table. After hanging the cloth back in its place and surveying the room one last time, she went back to her own bedroom and began dressing.
Cathy had dashed off to her own bedroom, totally aghast at what she had done. The enormity of her deeds now bore in on her full strength. Sobered by Sven's announcement of her father's imminent arrival, she could now see that she had misbehaved in a terrible fashion. Once inside her room she dithered mindlessly, unable to decide what to do next. Elaine solved that problem by sticking her head in the door as she went by. The woman told her to take her time and to get completely dressed before appearing.
"I'll tell him you were sleeping late," she said. "You just take time to get your head together, hear?"
Cathy nodded a mute agreement and drew a deep breath. She screwed her eyes shut, shook her head and forced herself to settle down.
Fortunately for her, her father misunderstood her withdrawn, diffident attitude, taking it to mean that she was miffed about his missing her birthday dinner. Dan Hood, a gruff, thick-shouldered man in his mid-forties, obviously doted on his lovely young daughter and that extravagant affection had never been more marked than on that morning. Instead of winning her over, his tenderness and obvious regret for his absence only drove her further away from him, emphasizing as it did the disparity between his inflated opinion of her and what Cathy took to be her true self. Bitter at herself for having allowed her body to dominate her in the shameful, perverted way it had done, she mentally castigated herself and felt even more miserable when confronted with her father's goodness.
Dan took her aside and promised that they would spend a week in Jamaica as soon as the oil well had reached a stage where his presence was not required. He painted a glowing picture of the lush tropical island and assured her that she would enjoy every bit of it. Finally Cathy could stand his sorrow no longer and pretended to brighten up, though she felt even more ashamed of herself for her hypocritical behavior. As she went through the motions of playing the dutiful, affectionate daughter, her mind fastened on her behavior of that morning and the previous evening.
My God, how can I go on like this? she asked herself. He's killing himself to be nice to me and me, I've been acting like a cheap little whore! And the awful thing is, I really wanted to do all those things! Ohhhh, I can feel some more of Uncle Kevin's come seeping out of my pussy; the stuff's running down into my panties! It's getting all over me! Mmmm, what a sexy feeling!
Try as she would, she could not prevent that slow seepage from saturating the crotch of her panties. The warm wetness reminded her with vivid acuity of how that thick, viscous liquid had gotten into her cunt in the first place and the memory of her uncle's thick-shafted cock spearing deep into her cunt and then bursting into flooding life as it flooded her body with steaming love-dew made her flesh tingle with sensual anticipation once more. After enduring the torment for a few more minutes, she excused herself and went back to her bedroom. There she removed her jeans and panties, again dabbed at her pussy with a wad of tissue and rinsed out her soiled panties. Her excitement would not subside, however, and she could not prevent her hands from stealing down to the moist, hot lips of her pussy. Leaning against the wall of the bathroom, she surrendered to her body's imperious demands and masturbated with a cold, knowing precision that came from long experience. Massaging the lips of her pussy with her fingertips, she brought herself to a quick but exceedingly sharp climax, one that left her weak and bleary-eyed for a couple of moments.
After shaking off the after effects of the heady little thrill, she put on a fresh pair of panties, finished dressing again and rejoined her father. She arrived just in time to hear him telling Elaine and Kevin about some new developments at his well. Cathy had lived around oil men long enough to pick up some rudiments of geology and she gathered that the crew had drilled into a new kind of rock formation the night before, one which they had not expected to find in that location. Hood confessed bewilderment at the discovery and said that it could mean very good news or the opposite, depending on a host of supplementary factors which he did not understand.
"That's why I'm getting this pair of geologists out from Dallas," he said. "They'll be able to tell me a lot more about it."
"Wouldn't it be better to send some core samples into their lab?" Elaine asked. "I mean, isn't that what you usually do?"
"Sure," Hood agreed, "but when I talked to them this morning they said they were going to be in Hobbs tomorrow anyway, so it'd be just as easy for them to drive down here and check it out on the site. And if they need a lot of lab work, then they can take the samples back to Dallas with them."
An incorrigible optimist, Hood believed that the new and unsuspected strata of rock indicated very bright prospects for his well. He assured them all that the geologists' inspection of the core samples would bear out his contention and insisted that they celebrate by driving over to Roswell, some sixty miles away, for an elaborate dinner. It would also provide Cathy with a second birthday dinner, he said, and help make up for his absence the night before. The girl agreed, though she felt more miserable than ever at this new evidence of her father's goodness and concern for her.