"Step-Daughter Initiation" - читать интересную книгу автора (Thomas Milford)

Chapter 12

Once Myron the paperboy was dressed and gone, Maryann sank into one of the overstuffed chairs in the living room. She was still totally naked, not having the nerve to cover her body. Herb and Wendy sat on the sofa, across the room.

"What flow?" Maryann asked. "I make no excuses for my behavior. It was all my own fault. I admit it. I… simply was unable to help myself."

"I can't fault your being human," Herb told her, "but you might have waited."

"Will you want a divorce?" Maryann asked.

"I think we're a little too civilized to start talking divorce at this stage of the game," Herb told her. "We have a genuine love for one another. What you did with the boy had nothing to do with love, correct?"

"Of course it had nothing to do with love," Maryann agreed.

"Then assuming I accept the fact that you have needs that must be fulfilled, and I'm not always going to be around to fulfill them, will you accept the fact that I, too, have similar needs and. desires for fulfillment when you aren't around?"

"Herb, what are you trying to say?" Maryann asked.

"I thought I was making myself plain. I'm saying, if you can fuck around with someone else, am I free to do the same thing?"

"My God! If we'd have had a conversation like this a half hour earlier, I'd have shut my ears and I'd be the one screaming for a divorce. Now you're offering me the choice between divorce and infidelity!"

"Not quite," Herb told her. "Infidelity is a word which means breaking faith with one's mate. To break faith means to do something physical without my consent. True?" Herb asked.

"Herb, don't play games. Say it straight out."

"I'm saying, I'll give you permission to have sex with other males, thereby no longer making you unfaithful… under certain conditions. First, I want to know in advance who these males are. Second, before you have anything more to do with another male, I want you to practice oral-genital sex with me."

"You're taking this very calmly," Maryann said. "I must admit, you're being very generous."

"There's more," Herb told her.

"Oh?"

"I claim the same rights. I want to have sex with other females, and I'll tell you in advance so it won't really be cheating, since you'll be aware of it."

"I'd be a fool to refuse such an offer," Maryann admitted, her head hanging.

"Fine. Then I want you to witness my indiscretion, just as I came home in time to witness yours," Herb insisted.

"Whom have you in mind? Will you attack some Girl Scout selling cookies door-to-door?"

"Don't be facetious," Herb told her, dryly. "I want to fuck your daughter, Wendy."

"You can't be serious," Maryann said, staring at him.

"I'm very serious. Not only that, I want you in the room, watching, and even helping, if necessary."

"Never!" Maryann gasped.

Wendy saw this was her cue. Her stepfather had opened the door for their being able to fuck without having to hide it from her mother. It was one helluva good idea, and she followed it up.

"Mother," the young girl said, going over to where her mother was sitting, and kneeling in front of the chair. "If we don't do what Herb wants, it means having to live as we did before. And as much as I love you, I'll always think it was your fault. If being able to live like human beings means my doing something with Herb, I'm more than willing. I mean, how bad can it be? You liked it so much, you went and did it with the first boy who walked into the house."

"Wendy, you don't understand," Maryann said. "He wants to take something very precious from your body. It's something you can only give once. Most men insist their wives have it when they marry them."

"I'm not going to marry most men when I grow up," Wendy told her. "Heck, I listen to you and Herb all the time, and I often wonder how something like that feels. I mean, it sounds so great. Come on, Mom. Herb is a nice guy. He's very gentle. He never acts rough or behaves like a jerk. I mean, you saved it until you got married, and look what happened with my father. He was a class-A jerk! I'd rather lose my virginity to Herb, knowing a nice guy got it, than give it to some schnook who doesn't know his ass from his elbow."

Maryann stared at her daughter, not quite able to believe what she was hearing. She knew Wendy was right concerning alternatives, and since Wendy was so willing, it meant her being able to live here with Herb. Strangely, shocked as she was by her husband's offer, she found herself still in love with him, though she was a little hurt that Herb was visiting the punishment on the daughter for the sins of the mother.

"All right," she finally gasped out, shuddering.

Both Herb and Wendy breathed a collective sigh of relief. And the idea of being able to fuck his stepdaughter In front of his Wife, perhaps even with his wife's assistance, made Herb's cock start to grow. The ride back had re-energized him. He was set to go.

"Now," Herb said, "right now, while you're still naked."

Maryann looked up at him, then stared into her daughter's eyes. Wendy merely nodded.

"Where?" was all she thought to ask.

"Here," Herb told her, "on the living room floor."

"A-all right," Maryann finally nodded.

Husband and daughter wasted no time in stripping, and had Maryann not been so distraught at the idea of Herb fucking Wendy, she might have noticed the glee on her daughter's face. The large coffee table in front of the sofa was pulled to the side, then Wendy stretched her lithe little form on the living room floor. Herb had Maryann kneel near her daughter's head. Wendy looked up and saw flecks of sperm on her mother's bush. This was her first chance to get a good look at the rich lips between Maryann's thighs, and the young girl bad to admit her mother had one terrific-looking pair of outer labia.

Wendy was panting as Herb knelt between her thighs, his cock as hard as a stone pillar.

"Don't be scared, Wendy," he told her, playing his role of seducer to the hilt.

Wendy was glad her stepfather had been unable to raise a second erection at the summer cottage. Now, when he fucked her for the first time, her mother would see her blood and know she was a virgin up to this moment. Everything was working out better than she and Herb had expected. It was good for Irene, too. The bespectacled girl would be able to come to her house, ostensibly to be with her, but actually to be fucked by Herb.

Maryann felt a funny thrill inside her. Even if this was wrong, she ached to see her husband cram his thick cock into her little girl. It made her breasts tingle with excitement. Also, it gave her a certain amount of freedom in the future. As long as she told her husband first, she was free to fuck any male who pleased her. This whole thing seemed so crazy, and yet, now that it had begun, Maryann didn't want it any other way. She was almost totally liberated from the horrible teachings of her mother.

Wendy watched Herb take the time to look at her body, then look at the full torso of his wife. The contrast between the full-grown female form and that of the just-ripening body of her daughter had him sizzling. Wendy had the same chocolate nipples as her mother, and though her breasts had not yet begun to swell, the fullness and roundness of her mother's tits let her know she had an excellent chance of developing a beautiful set. And though her breasts had yet to develop, her tiny nipples were already standing up, aching to be touched and licked. All in all, she was as tasty a morsel as any man might hope for.

Maryann, kneeling near her daughter's head, stared at Wendy's body. Her little girl was growing up. Soon, very soon now, her daughter would prove formidable competition. Yes, her daughter was competition even now, competing for her husband.

"Keep those pretty thighs wide apart," Herb was saying. "I want to look at that bare pelvis a little longer, it's almost as pretty as your mother's."

Maryann reached down and took her daughter's hand, meaning to bold it in case Wendy was frightened. At the same time her eyes drifted to the naked swell of her girl's tight little cunny, seeing the rich folds of pink labial flesh peeping out. There was a hint of- sticky wetness moistening the scalloped coral ridge of her inner lips.

Herb stared, breathing more and more heavily, aroused by the strong contrast between mother and daughter.

"I want you to help me," he said to Maryann.

"What do you mean?" his wife asked.

"Kiss Wendy's body, make her hot, very hot."

Two minutes earlier, Maryann might have balked at her husband's request, but looking at her writhing daughter, she herself, was getting hot all over again. She wanted some of her husband's cock, too, but the only way to get it was to totally satisfy him, even if it meant desecrating her daughter's body with her own mouth. Desecrating? No, that was a bad word. How can one desecrate anything one loves? And Maryann loved her daughter very much.

Leaning down, the woman kissed her daughter's flat belly and actually used her tongue, licking down along the girl's right thigh. Wendy shuddered, feeling an erotic tickle more powerful than any she had ever known. Yes, her mother was a very sensuous woman.

Herb leaned down and pressed his lips to those of Wendy, and the young girl realized this was the first time her stepfather was kissing her mouth. She parted her lips, accepting the tongue he slithered between them, and she began sucking on it, immediately. Soon their tongues were dancing back and forth, from mouth to mouth.

Wendy shuddered and sucked Herb's oral organ, thrilling to the touch of her mother's palm along her girlish thigh, smoothing the way across her soft flesh. She responded to the delightful tickle by parting her thighs.

Maryann stared down, seeing her daughter's naked cunt dripping, and wondered if she dared to touch it. True, "when Wendy was a little girl she washed her all over and oiled her, cunt-lips included, as well. But this wasn't the same Wendy she had diapered. This was a growing girl with needs and wants similar to her own, uninhibited and unrestricted, learning about sex many, many years sooner than Maryann had learned about it. And Wendy was learning about sex in a much more wonderful way than she had learned. Herb was no brute, like her first husband. He was gentle, even now.

Yes, Maryann decided, feeling arousal storm through her body. Yes, I do dare touch my daughter's vagina!

Her fingers moved slowly to the pink ribbon of Wendy's pussy, and she saw her young daughter's aching cunt shudder with anticipation. Maryann touched Wendy lightly on her oily pussy-lips, feeling her daughter shudder even more. Flattening her hand, the mother pressed it against the girl's seething cunt-lips and rubbed up and down, up and down. Wendy wriggled all the more, passion mounting higher in her young body, and this was reflected in the strong way her mouth responded to Herb Rheingold's kisses.

In the failing light of late afternoon, Maryann watched her daughter's flat bosom rise and fall. Her solid brown nipples vibrated. The sight built pyres of lust in the older woman.

Wendy's not a little girl any longer, she thought. She's growing up, and she's as passionate now as I am. To think I have to vie with my own daughter for the love of my husband! No, no, not his love. He admitted he still loves me. I have to fight for his physical attention from now on, all because I was unable to control myself.

As she thought this, Maryann came to understand she didn't resent the competition. On the contrary, the more she fingered her daughter's dripping vagina, the more she realized she was not really competing with the girl, but enjoying her, as she expected Wendy would one day her mother.

Herb reached out and pulled Maryann toward him. Her finger remained in her daughter's open slash, but her body was near Herb, and his mouth was dipping, sucking in her breast. Yes, her husband still loved her. Even as his hands continued rubbing Wendy's thighs, his mouth was pulling on her nipple.

Wendy stared at her stepfather's mouthing of her mother's breast, sighing. At last she was really a part of the family. Perhaps, deep down, this was what she wanted. And now she intended making the most of it. She writhed under her mother's exploring finger, pouring more lubricant out over the probe. Her-eyes shone with a bright glassiness as her aching body felt a burning passionate desire.

Maryann gasped as Herb sucked her nipple deeper into her mouth. Her free hand wrapped around his head and held him closer, while her other fingers continued teasing her daughter's vaginal interior. Her finger was pushing between the inner folds of Wendy's hot little cunt, worming around and around in the girl's virginal tightness. It never occurred to her that Herb might have played with her daughter. The girl's cunt was so narrow and tight, she realized it had never been penetrated. Loud, liquid sucking sounds came from Wendy's seething snatch as Maryann's finger continued rotating, moving in to the first knuckle. The woman noted her daughter, like herself, lubricated heavily. The girl's vaginal cavern was a fiery catacomb of sensuality. Wendy's ass was already bouncing up and down on the carpeted floor, unable to remain still because of her mother's delicate fingering.

Maryann continued pushing her finger into her daughter's tight pussy, seeking to feel the girl's hymen, if only to reassure herself as to the girl's virginal status. She felt the oily flood of viscid lubrication. greasing the way for her entering finger. And as the finger continued pushing in, working in tiny circles, she felt Wendy's inner walls stretching a little. Good! This meant less pain when Herb's cock finally penetrated Wendy's cunt. She was glad to do this for the young girl.

When her fingertip touched the tender, delicate membranous blockage, Maryann felt Wendy jump a little, and she immediately pulled her finger back, satisfied. She started pushing it forward and back, still rotating it, making her daughter shudder delightfully.

Touching Wendy this way made Maryann pant heavily, and her moving breast shoved itself more firmly against Herb's mouth. He continued sucking a little while longer, then released Maryann's nipple and used his tongue to wash the nipples of Wendy's gasping body. He lapped hungrily and Wendy writhed even more, enjoying everything her mother and stepfather were doing to her.

Maryann, seeing her daughter respond so strongly, used her free hand to grab a pillow, and as her daughter's buttocks rose to the licking of Herb's tongue on her belly, Maryann shoved the pillow under Wendy's ass. Now the young, brown-haired girl was bent like a bow, with her head and feet down, her bare pussy thrust higher, revealing the licentious sight of her pink inner labia.

Wendy, looking up, saw her stepfather's mouth literally watering. The girl also noted the way her mother's eyes traveled hungrily from Herb's body, to her own.

Herb's mouth was once again moving down, ready to dip into his stepdaughter's honey pot. Wendy, afraid he might make her come with his tongue again, shouted, "Wait!"

"What's the matter?" Herb asked.

"I think Mom deserves to get in on this, too," the young girl said. "Mom, go wash out your vagina and hurry back here."

Reddening because her daughter reminded her she had the sperm of Myron the paperboy in her cunt, Maryann hurried to the kitchen where, with soap and water, she hurriedly washed her vagina. Then she returned to the living room.

"Now," Wendy said, "Mom, you lie on top of me, face-down. This way Herb can lick both of us at the same time."

Maryann, grateful to her daughter, gently lay on top of the young girl, trying to keep some of her weight off her by digging her forearms into the carpet on either side of the girl's torso. The bare lips of her daughter's vagina wetly rubbed against Maryann's pubic hair, and simmering blasts of lava seared their way, through her trembling body.

Wendy felt the curling tickle of her mother's pubic hair. It sent her temperature up another ten degrees. She wriggled, enjoying her mother's weight, deciding she was able to take it without any problem.

"Well, now," Herb said in his soft, authoritative voice. "It seems someone has outthought me. Now I can have a double feast."

Herb lowered his face closer to the two luscious looking vaginas. He stared into the open centers of both, seeing the rich pink and coral hues. Lord! This was definitely better than anything he might have thought up by himself. Not only did it afford him two cunts at one time, but it proved the total subservience of his wife.

Maryann had large, thick, pouting.pussy-lips, framed with mossy black hair, looking richer and redder than ever. But Wendy's vagina seemed to tremble with even mote sensuality than her mother's hot cunt.

Maryann felt her husband's face pressing closer and closer to her vagina as she lay on top of her daughter, her full breasts rubbing against Wendy's sensitive nipples. She heard her husband inhaling, drinking in the wonderful wafting fragrance of her vagina and her daughter's. As its essence drifted through his sinuses, Herb shuddered and gasped. Maryann no longer considered the idea depraved. This was the first time it was going to happen. This time she'd let her husband do it.

Herb's nose was moving closer. His head was moving down a bit so he'd be able to inhale more of Wendy's feminine aroma. To Herb, it was as if his nose was moving between two different bouquets. Strangely enough, Wendy was issuing a slightly stronger fragrance than her mother, perhaps because her mother had just washed that area.

Maryann quivered, as if the suspense was overpowering her. She realized she wanted it. She wanted to feel Herb's tongue.

And then Herb's face sank into the deep crack of Maryann's anxiously waiting pussy, pressing his nose and lips between the woman's wide-open labia, licking up the delicious flavor her cunt was emitting. Herb's working tongue lapped up and down, dredging out the hidden fluids inside the woman, and it took all of Maryann's inner strength to keep herself from bouncing on top of her daughter.

The tickling tongue sent rapturous sensations through the woman, and as her husband continued lapping, she mentally cursed herself for a fool, for not letting him do this earlier. She sensed how much he was enjoying what he was doing from the pulsing, twitching movements of his licking tongue.

Herb licked avidly, enjoying the pressure his wife's gripping labia applied to his tongue as it sank into the foaming, fuming center of her dripping cunt, tasting the heavy abundance of feminine oil his wife was emitting. He licked wildly, then let his tongue slither straight down and sink into Wendy's waiting trench.

"Eeeeyipe!" Wendy gasped, squealing and letting her mother know how much she was enjoying what Herb was doing to her. The thrill of her stepfather's tongue felt better every time.

Herb was enjoying himself as never before. Yes, he loved Wendy too, though not as much as he loved Maryann. Their two pussies were like delicious, cut-open pieces of fruit, dripping with honeyed moisture, and he licked maddeningly, slurping his tongue through one, then through the other, sometimes starting at the bottom and scooping his tongue straight up to the top of Maryann's frothing center, and other times, starting at the top and licking all the way down to Wendy's rectal crease. And he drank the fluid from both cunts, all the way.

The pair writhed as his tongue danced over their cuts, fervently licking them in turn, enjoying the difference in size between the two, even though both were as swollen as possible. Each of the females felt his tongue slurp into her and twirl around as if trying to suck out the reserve oil they were manufacturing.

Wendy bounced, slamming her pelvis into that of her mother as Herb's tongue wrought delightful havoc with her simmering slash. She thrilled to the way Herb's tongue swiped up and down, as if measuring the length of her steaming little gash against the longer slice of her mother. When Herb's tongue whipped across Wendy's cut, the young girl screamed out her enjoyment. Her thighs reached out, trying to clutch her stepfather's face between them. She gasped when he pushed his fingers under her and squeezed her pillowy asscheeks. Her cushiony flesh surrendered to his squeezing hands. Wendy began bucking, letting him know she was ready for his cock whenever he wanted to sink it into her.

As far as Herb was concerned, this was paradise. Two wonderful cunts in his mouth at once was more than any man had a right to want.

Maryann felt him cram his hungering lips against her teeming pussy. His tongue was pressing all the way in now, like a cock trying to fuck her, only it was such a slimy, slithery cock. It was driving her to distraction. She knew she'd never be able to take much more of it.

"No more!" she gasped, rolling off Wendy. "No more! It's too much!"

"What's wrong?" Herb asked.

"I think I had another climax," Maryann said.

"You think?" Herb wanted to know.

"Is it possible for me to come because of your tongue?"

"Better believe it," Herb nodded.

"Then I came," she told him.

Sitting up, Maryann stared at Herb's hard cock, noting it was longer and thicker than ever before. She wanted it buried in her body, but her tunnel was ultra-sensitive. Well, if not her, then it was only right he fuck Wendy. Yes, secretly, she'd always wondered what a penis entering a vagina looked like. Her daughter's truly feminine cunt was soaking with anxious juices, a lovely reddish-coral slash literally cut into her loins. The swollen lips seemed to pout and compress together, as if trying to lure Herb's cock inside.

"Go on!" Maryann urged. "Go on, Herb. Fuck her! Fuck my daughter. Fuck her as you fuck me all the time. This is the chance of a lifetime. How many men are loved by a mother and daughter? Do it, Herb! Fuck her!"

Herb moved straight ahead, gripping his hard cock with his hand. He had Maryann's permission. More, he had her blessing.

Maryann stared. The purple dome of his throbbing cock parted Wendy's inner labia. She watched the rich, wet, pliant flesh of her daughter's inner tissues surround Herb's hard cock. Wendy trembled with anxiety, waiting to feel the pole sink deeper, gasping, knowing there had to be some kind of pain. Her youthful body shuddered, shimmering, more alive with want than ever before. Her mind and her vagina eagerly looked forward to Herb's penetration.

Slowly, carefully, the massive cock pushed its way into her tight, simmering pussy, sinking deeper and deeper into the elastic tightness of her frothing channel. Wendy's thighs were already adjusting, clamping around Herb's hips, unconsciously trying to tug him deeper and deeper inside. Herb squirmed a little, adjusting his cock once, making certain it was heading directly inside, then he inched his phallic length all the deeper. Wendy squirmed, feeling some discomfort because of the way his cock was stretching her inner femininity, but so far it was bearable.

Maryann stared at her daughter's face, seeing the lines of passion drawn all over it. She saw how much better Wendy was taking this initial penetration than she had, on her wedding night. The more she watched, the more she had to agree it was better to teach them while they were young, better to let them experience sex with a man who loved them.

To Wendy, the pain was becoming an annoyance, but it didn't really hurt. Under the annoying sensation was the thrilling feeling for which she had been waiting since the previous Tuesday, when she'd first discovered what this was all about.

"Unnnhhh!" she gasped, twitching a little, her body jumping as the blunted knob of Herb's penis touched her hymen.

And then the prod, still gently pushing forward, tore through her maidenhead as easily as if it were made of wet paper. Wendy felt a little sting, but nothing worse. She began wriggling and squirming as Herb sank all the way into her, but it wasn't because of pain or discomfort. The enjoyment she was feeling was so totally overpowering, she knew her climax was very near. The crushing, sizzling clutch of her pussy closed solidly around his steaming cock, squeezing it more and more tightly.

Maryann had moved so she was standing behind her husband, watching his cock sink into her daughter's cunt right to the balls. The sight of it aroused tremors in her, making her remember how wonderful it was to feel that pole in her own quim.

"Fuck me, Herb," Wendy screeched. "Fuck me hard! It feels terrific in there!"

Slowly, carefully, not wanting to cause Wendy any undue anguish, Herb pulled his mighty cock back, easing it from the clutching depths of the young girl's crushing cunt, and then slowly, carefully, inched it back in. He used the same long, slow, lengthy strokes he applied to Maryann's cunt, moving a little faster as time passed. How be managed to contain his seed all this time was a mystery even to him. The pressure of his stepdaughter's hot cunt was so great, he felt as if his prick was compressed between two concrete walls lined with foam rubber. More than once he had to shift a little, changing the angle of his thrust slightly, to keep himself from coming too quickly.

"I… uhhh… can feel it… " Wendy was gasping. "Oh. wow! I can feel it deep down inside me. Keep pumping, Herb. Keep doing it… yes… yes… I'm almost there…"

Her anxious voice caused Herb to pound his massive penis as far as possible into the depths of his stepdaughter's flaming interior. Maryann knelt, staring. The sucking vagina of her daughter nursed on the huge masculine bone Herb was continuing to pound into her. It looked more arousing than ever. On Monday, she would order mirrors for the bedroom she she'd be able to see what Herb's cock looked like in her own cunt.

Herb slammed his throbbing dick into his stepdaughter's seething, tight tunnel. He was more than content. He looked down into Wendy's face and saw the rapture on it. She smiled back at him, winking, as if to let him know their little conspiracy had worked.

Wendy thrilled to the maddening pace Herb was setting, slamming into, her, feeding her oven-like pussy as much cock as it was capable of handling. Her interior felt like living quicksand. She slammed her young body against her stepfather, continuing to suck in as much of his length as fitted into her. Her young thighs clutched Herb tightly between them.

Herb felt overpowered by Wendy's tight nookie. The man she married would have to have a cock of iron to withstand the grip her labia was applying. There was no way for him to restrain himself. The heavy rumbling in his balls became stronger and stronger.

Maryann watched his testicles leaping wildly inside his scrotum and knew her husband's sperm was about to leave his body. As if she had X-ray vision, the woman stared at Herb's genitals from the rear, watching the seed move into the thick tube in the underside of his penis, and then it was moving into the tip of his cock, and then out the slit, into Wendy's tight cunt. As the seething semen came shooting from Herb, Wendy's cunt tightened around the moving pole, pulling it deeper than ever before.

"Yyyaaaannngggghhh!" Herb screamed, shooting heavy gouts of white balm into the young girl's swampy pussy. More and more of the frothing semen splattered into Wendy's anxious body, splashing against her vaginal walls, drenching her womb, enhancing the thrills inside her tender body.

Wendy felt the hot, steaming sperm spurt into her, burning through her interior. This was her first experience with semen. She had seen Irene take it into her pussy, and had smelled it when it had dripped out again. But this was the first time she was taking it into herself, and it felt wonderful. The sperm seemed to urge her body higher along the orgasmic plane, making her ache to feel that overpowering sensation. She knew it was better than the ones she'd felt because of Herb's tongue. It had to be.

The girl worked her tender body against her stepfather, and soon the thrills powered into her with the force of a hydrogen blast.

"Aaaiiiyyyagh!" she screamed, madly, wildly, humping her ass up again and again, her thighs clinging to Herb's body.

"Love you, Herb," she gasped. "I love you. Really! Really!"

"I… uhhh… love you, too, Wendy," he assured her.

"And I love both of you," Maryann whispered, kneeling and pressing her face against her daughter's cunt, sticking out her tongue and licking the fluids seeping out of Wendy into her own mouth.

"Now things are really going to be great," Wendy gasped, feeling her mother's tongue alternate between her labia and the cock still pounding in her cunt.

"You said a mouthful," Herb Rheingold told her.

And I'm drinking a mouthful, Maryann thought. The first of many mouthfuls to come!