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Chapter 9

Daddy! she thought. My wonderful daddy. He fucked Betty because he loved her. He also fucked his nurse, Vivian. And from what she'd overheard while he had been assfucking Vivian, her daddy had fucked a lot of young girls who had come in for orthodontic treatment. It was only right her daddy fuck her.

Was he willing? Would he go that far? Susan couldn't see why not. After all, her own mind had swung one hundred and eighty degrees around. She realized her mother was totally wrong. Fucking couldn't of itself, be evil. Nothing that felt that good could be bad. People did it all the time.

As to why others called it evil, Susan didn't care. She was no longer interested in the falsely pious pronouncements of hypocrites, who said one thing then practiced something else.

"Davey," she said, running her fingers through her brother's hair as he lay besides her, "that was wonderful. I understand everything, now. Do you think daddy would object to fucking me?"

"I don't see why not," Davey nodded. "He's been crazy about his little girl for the longest time, now. He might not admit it openly, but he wants to fuck you."

"How can you tell?" Susan asked.

"Just the way he acts when he's fucking Betty?"

"You mean you've been watching him?"

"Watching? Hell, sis, I've been helping him. Betty can't get enough of either of us. Sometimes we sandwich her between us. Other times one of us goes in her mouth while the other plugs her ass."

"Will you and daddy teach me all these things?" Susan asked.

"Sure," Davey nodded. "Why don't we talk it over with dad and Betty right after supper?"

"To think, I almost let Al Lasten do it," Susan said.

"Al's a creep," Davey nodded. "Just because I taught you how much fun fucking can be, don't go screwing around with just anyone. It's a lot more fun when y'do it with someone y'like."

The two fell asleep together on the bed and didn't wake up until Betty came in and shook them.

"Well, well, well," Betty said. "You two have had a busy afternoon. Did you enjoy yourselves?"

Betty was wearing a pair of pink slacks with a matching pullover sweater. It was obvious she had no bra on beneath the sweater.

"I… liked it very much," Susan nodded.

"See what I mean about having to find things out for yourself?" Betty asked, and Susan nodded. "What's right for me might not be right for you, and vice versa. But no one will ever know until one experiences things."

"Betty," Susan asked, sitting up, feeling not in the least bit self-conscious about her nakedness, now, "would you object to having daddy fuck me?"

"Provided you don't become pregnant, I can't see anything wrong with the idea."

"I won't," Susan assured her. "It's much too early in my cycle for something like that to happen."

"This time, perhaps. But starting with your next period I think you should go on the Pill."

"If you say so. Golly, now that I look back on the past weeks, you've been more of a mother to me than my own mother ever was."

"I'm not trying to take your real mother's place, Susan, At least, not with you and Davey. I'd rather you think of me as a friend rather than a stepmother."

"Golly Betty, you're the most honest, straightforward person I know."

"Hey now, don't forget your father. He's a very honest guy."

"Y'know, I never even asked him things I talked to you about."

"In the future don't be afraid to talk to your father."

"How about after supper?" Susan asked, getting up.

"That would be a wonderful time. He's well-rested. He and I haven't done a thing all day."

"You won't get angry if I ask him to fuck me?" Susan wanted to know as she began dressing.

"Angry?" I think it's wonderful. Soon we'll be indulging in foursomes."

"Gosh, I think I'd like that."

"You will," Betty assured her. "I can promise you, you will."

Susan had on a pair of blue slacks with a matching sweater, as if countering the pink Betty was wearing. She brushed her hair, washed her face in the small, attached bathroom, then joined Davey who had gotten dressed.

The four sat down to dinner and had warmed-up fried chicken. When it was over and Ira Frank was sitting in an easy chair near the unused fireplace, Susan went and sat on his lap.

"Daddy," she said, putting her arms around his neck. "Can we have a little talk?"

"Sure, honey," he nodded. "What is it?"

"You saved me from getting hurt today," she said, "and I'm grateful you came home when you did."

"That little scumbag deserved to have his balls cut off," Ira Frank growled.

"You aren't really mad about what he wanted to do, are you?" Susan asked.

"I'm mad because he tried to force you to do it. If you'd have been willing to have him do that to you, I'd have given him my blessing."

"Then you think it's all right for me to fuck with other boys, if I want to?"

"Honey, your mother and I have been brought up with two different trains of thought. She thinks fucking of any kind is bad. I think rape is bad, but all other kinds of fucking can be very enjoyable."

"No matter who's involved?"

"Well, I'm not exactly crazy about fooling around with a dog, a horse, or even a monkey, but I'd say anything between two consenting humans, both of whom are old enough to understand what's going on, is okay."

"How about between brother and sister?"

"You mean you and Davey? Honey, as long as you take the proper precautions, enjoy yourself."

"How about between mother and son."

"If that's what the mother and son want, why not."

"And father and daughter?"

"Why… uhhh… Susan, what are you leading up to?"

"Come on, Davey," Betty said to her younger brother. "Let's you and I go into the bedroom and let father and daughter finish their heart-to-heart."

The two disappeared into the master bedroom, and Ira Frank said, "What's on your mind, baby?"

"Daddy, I love you," Susan whispered.

"I know. And I love you, too," he intoned.

"Daddy, today I discovered a lot of things about fucking. First and foremost I found out how wonderful it can be. Davey showed me this afternoon, while you and Betty were swimming."

"As long as you enjoyed yourself, honey."

"But daddy, I realized I wanted more. I wanted you."

"Honey, this is a big decision. This isn't something you can want one day, then forget about. It will live with you forever."

"That's nice, because I want to remember it forever. I want to fuck you, for as long as you're able to fuck. If I get married, I want my husband to understand he has to share me with you and Davey. He, in turn, can also share Betty. And if and when Davey gets married, I want his wife to be the same way."

"That's a lot of wanting, Pussycat."

"I know, but at least we can start by enjoying each other."

"I suppose," he nodded.

"Let's start tonight, daddy. I want to feel you fuck me. I want that big fat cock of yours jammed up into my pussy."

Ira Frank felt burning flames of lascivity shoot through his body in startling arousal. Damn! His sweet, wonderful beautiful daughter was no longer a religious prig. She wanted his cock. Oh God! What could be more wonderful than that. Ever since he'd been able to see how beautiful a woman she would become, Ira had been hot for Susan. But he would never have made advances to her. She was too wonderful a girl to shock or hurt in any way.

He felt his thighs beginning to smolder with lust for her. His baby, his little girl.

"Yes," he said to her. "Yes, Susie. We can start tonight. Wait a little while, until my food is digested. Then I'll give you all the cock you want."

"Daddy, you're wonderful," Susan said, and kissed him on the mouth.

For the first time, Ira Frank felt his daughter kiss him erotically. He felt her tongue poke into his mouth and search through it for all his erotic hotspots. The softness of her tender tongue really got to him. He couldn't wait until he taught her how to blow. To feel that warm, soft, sweet mouth enveloping his cock was a dream of a lifetime. Had anyone told him only an hour ago that he'd be getting ready to fuck his own daughter he'd have called them a liar.

He jumped when he felt her reach down with her hand and rub his phallic wand. His own hand was holding her ass tightly, squeezing it, rubbing it, and kneading it.

"That's really nice, daddy," she whispered. "Are you starting to get hot, or am I all wet?"

"I'm getting more than a little hot," he whispered. "And you are definitely all wet where it counts."

"Your cock is nice and hard, daddy."

"I know, princess. All because of you and that hot little hand of yours."

"Mmmmm, it feels so nice and stiff," she murmured. "Gosh, not even Davey had one this nice. Oh daddy, I want it inside me."

"Hell, honey. I want it inside you, too. Let's go and fuck."

"My bedroom?"

"There's plenty of room in mine."

"You mean we'll be screwing right next to Davey and Betty?"

"Does the idea bother you?"

"Golly no, daddy. I'd love it. I'd love to watch them doing it while you and I do it, too. And knowing they'll be looking at us makes me feel all the more excited."

Susan could feel her cunt twitching, anxious to feel a thick prick between the puffy slices of labia. To think her mother gave up her father's cock to go and marry a fanatic who was now dicking her with three other cocks in addition to his own. Well, that was mother's tough luck. She, Susan, had the abandoned cock and she was going to make good use of it.

She and her father walked into the bedroom. The bed was twice the size of the one in the smaller bedroom. Its headboard was against the far wall. There was no need to turn on lights. A large, full moon was slanting beams through the window, making the room as bright as if a streetlamp were shining in. They didn't bother shutting the door. The light from the sitting room helped a bit, too.

Susan turned to face her father, not looking at the couple already on the bed. She could see his eyes glittering in the dark and realized how much he must have wanted her all these years. Poor, wonderful daddy, never once wanting to do anything to hurt anyone. He deserved the best she could give him.

Undoing the hook at the top of her pants, she slowly, teasingly let the pants slide down and pool at her feet. She was completely naked underneath, and the soft, dark curls on her pelvis seemed to glow in the moonlight. She stepped out of the pants and kicked them off to the side. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and let it flutter to the floor, thrusting her small breasts proudly forward.

Her body was a magnificent sight. She could hear the strong intake of her father's breath as he watched, gasping.

Ira Frank's hands fumbled at his own belt, and in less than thirty seconds he was as naked as his daughter.

"I'm all yours, daddy," she whispered.

He moved to her, gathered her tiny frame in his arms, bent his head, and kissed her. Her lips were wine, and her tongue was ambrosia as it licked through his mouth, Susan shuddered, feeling him pull her tightly against him. She could feel his monstrous, throbbing cock press into her belly. She had been afraid of Davey's fearing it was too large to do anything other than hurt her. Now she was frightened her father's was so large it just might not fit in. It just had to.

Their lips parted as they heard the grunting sounds on the bed. Susan turned to look with her father right behind her, now pressing his thick cock into the crease between her asscheeks. Ohhhh! It felt good.

Taking a deep breath she stared at the two figures now entangled on the bed. Betty lay there on her back, her body all silvery in the moonlight. Her knees were upraised as she dug her heels into the mattress, grinding her ass and twitching as she moaned. And the reason for her moaning was Davey's face, buried in the hot slot beneath her black curls, licking voraciously: Betty's fur-rimmed pussy seemed to surround his face as he pressed his tongue all the way up into her sweet vaginal passage. Davey was humming with contentment as he lapped, and Betty was sighing loudly, thrilling to the sensations his running tongue was causing.

"God!" Ira whispered into Susan's ear. "Look at that kid go. He's one hot little cuntlapper."

The sound of his voice tickled Susan's ear as lascivious thrills rifled through her. The sight was fantastically arousing. Her own breath was stuck in her throat, staring at the way her brother's tongue lapped into and out of Betty's seething box, while at the same time she felt the rock-hard pressure of her father's turgid phallus rubbing between her asscheeks. Her belly was madly vibrating as she heard the loud, sucking, lapping noises of her brother sucking off her stepmother's vibrating box.

And then her father's hand was under her arm, grabbing her left mammary, squeezing hard. His entire hand cupped the fullness of her small breast, digging his palm into the nipple, feeling it swell and harden, delightfully enlarging under his masterful caress.

Susan gasped at the thrill of the hand, then pressed her asscheeks back against the rubbing phallus with a wild, undulating motion. The pressure of her soft ass against his rubbery glans had its effect as she felt his hand squeeze her tit even harder.

"How's my baby's cunt?" he asked.

"Still just a little sore from what Davey did," she replied. "But it's ready for more."

"Let's give that sweet pussy a chance to recover a bit more. What say I de-virginize your lovely ass."

"Like you did with Vivian?" she asked.

"God!" he muttered. "How'd you ever find out about that?"

"Someday I'll tell you," she mocked, smiling.

"Yes, dear. The same way I fucked Vivian. Right in the ass."

She tightened her body, thrilled to hear her father talk to her as if she were an adult. He was going to fuck her like a grown-up, so he behaved toward her as if she were grown-up. No pussyfooting, no using little-girl words. He wanted to fuck her in her ass. How deliciously depraved it sounded. How wonderful the words were to her ears. To feel his licentious cock ramming itself into the tightness of her asshole. And her asshole was smaller than her cunt, while his cock was thicker than Davey's. And yet… she wanted it. She wanted everything. Had she been able to have three cocks buried in her at once, she would gladly have had it.

As she thought about it, she stared at Davey, who was still licking madly between Betty's thighs. And the pressure of her father's solid, unbending cock rubbing in her asscrack sent more waves of wanton lust charging through her helpless body.

Yes! Yes indeed! Davey had already taken the virginity from her cunt. Why shouldn't her father be allowed to have her anal cherry. She had still to taste a penis in her mouth, but that would come later. There were no longer any guilt feelings inside her. Why not let her darling daddy fuck her asshole. Vivian had really enjoyed it. Was there any reason why she shouldn't?

Turning her face until she was looking into her father's flashing eyes, she said, "Yes, daddy. "Fuck that wonderful hard cock of yours into my ass. You go right ahead and do it."

His breath coming gutturally from his chest, all agog at his daughter's willingness, Ira guided Susan to the bed. Once there, he made her climb onto the bed on her hands and knees, facing Betty and Davey, so she could watch what they were doing. Then he moved up close to her tiny, twitching buttocks, gripping his thick cock in his hand, while using the thumb and fingers of his other hand to part his daughter's asscheeks so he could get a clear view of her puckered anus in the moonlight. Even then, he found it difficult not to stare at the way his son was slurping into his wife's creaming cunt.

He used his forefinger to tease her asshole, and was delighted and surprised to hear his daughter squeal with pleasure.

Releasing his cock for the moment, he licked his forefinger and pressed the tip against the rubbery sphincter of his lovely daughter's ass. He pressed it in slowly, wiggling it about, listening as his daughter whimpered all the more loudly. With the other fingers of the one hand, and his entire other hand, he carefully tugged the moonshaped cheeks of his daughter's upraised ass apart, stretching the sphinctral opening as wide as possible. Then he humped his ass forward so the head of his throbbing cock took the place of the finger he had lodged against the tight little muscle. Rotating his hips, he pressed the onionshaped head tightly against the tiny, crinkled hole.

Susan was shaking, less with fear than a mixture of apprehension and desire. She remembered how much it had hurt when her brother's smaller cock had first violated her larger, vaginal hole. She could feel the huge, bulblike point of her father's throbbing cock resting against her asshole, and she shivered, thinking, I hope it doesn't hurt too much. Please God, don't let it hurt too much. But even if it does hurt, so what! It's my father's cock. I once was inside that cock, floating around in an ocean of seminal fluid. Turnabout is fair play. I was in the cock. Now the cock is going into me. Oh Lord! I'm burning up. Pain or no pain. I want that wonderful cock… oooooooh, just looking at the way Davey is eating Betty's cunt is driving me wild. Ooooooooh yesssssss…

"AAiiiieeeeeeee…" she yelped aloud, shutting all thoughts from her mind as a strong agony tore through her tender body. With a single, mad thrust, her father had driven his throbbing cock head far enough into her tight rectum so her sphincter was unable to squeeze the cock out. Grabbing her hips, he drove the phallus a little deeper. Susan rotated her hips, trying to widen her rectal opening, making the plunging cock fit in all the easier. She felt him pull back a little, to take a deep breath, then drive forward again, ramming his mighty prong farther up into her tight little asshole. One more time, and she felt the full, thick, heavy rod totally buried in her rectum. Then he began flexing his hips, pulling back, slamming forward, seesawing his cock in and out. The pressure pushed her body forward, forcing her to press her head into the mattress, preventing her from enjoying the sight of Davey lapping into Betty's steaming cauldron.

She felt her father plunging in strongly, fucking her as powerfully as he had fucked Vivian, giving no thought to her tender youth as he rammed his thick, solid dork in and out. Each time she felt him slam forward, the tip of his shuddering cock seemed to press right up into her colon. And each time he thrust into her, her asshole stretched a little wider. For some reason, her rectal channel seemed to have considerable more elasticity than her seething pussy, and the sharp pains decreased and soon disappeared to nothingness. Even so, there were sharp stings.

"Qooooooh… daddy… " she gasped. "Daddy… it feels so… different… uhhhhhhhh… keep doing… ahhhhhhhh… it… "

"Good girl," Ira Frank gasped. "Good girl. Just keep fucking that sweet ass of yours back. Just keep pumping it… thatta girl… that's my sweet baby… Susie, Susie, you have the best ass I've ever fucked, and believe… ahhhhh… your father… I've fucked a whole lot of them… "

Electrical sensations were shooting through Susan's ass as she felt the mighty stanchion continue ramming through her anal tunnel. Little by little her ass-channel expanded a bit more, and slowly, very slowly, the feeling of desire welled up inside her. Yes, there could be an orgasm here, too. She remembered seeing Vivian react wildly as her father had continued pumping into her. Well now she was getting the same thrills. Yes, yes, it felt awfully good. It was lascivious, it was almost doglike, yet she loved this violation of her rear hole. Her head pounded on the bed again and again, and she slammed her ass back harder and harder against her father's throbbing meat, feeling his mighty testicles all but smash against her perineum. There was a loud smacking sound as his belly thwacked into her rounded asscheeks.

"Daddy… " she gasped, her throat suddenly dry. "I love it… oh daddy… it feels so… good… ooooooooh daddy… fuck me harder in there… fuck my ass… fuck it… fuck it…"

And she felt him fucking harder, just as she begged, his massive balls swelling and swelling with come-juice as his scrotum got tighter and tighter. He was staring at his son and his wife as they continued enjoying themselves with the boy's mouth tightly glued to the woman's fuming crack.

Betty watched her husband fucking his daughter's ass and felt happy for him. She had known he'd harbored a secret desire for incest with his girl, and she was glad both he and Susan were satisfying that desire, as well as a desire on Susan's part.

She lay there shivering with delight as Davey's tongue voraciously lapped through her seething cunt, drinking the flowing ooze from her cunt. With her thighs pressed against Davey's ears, she was certain he was barely aware of the presence of the others. Not that it mattered much, anyway. Betty didn't want him distracted from eating. She enjoyed his way of cuntlapping too much. She rammed her tight, hair-lined snatch right up against his open mouth, splaying the sopping lips all over the front of his face as his tongue moved up and down inside her crack. The warm deliciousness of her pussy water was all his for the moment.

Davey was fully aware of the presence of the other two. How could he not be aware when he felt the pressure of their weight on the bed, next to him. But he was too occupied, sucking the drool from Betty's delicious cunt to even care at the moment.

Betty watched the way her husband continued pumping his meat into his daughter's ass and it only made her hotter. She clenched her thighs all the more tightly around her stepson's head, rubbing her steaming hole all the harder against his eagerly-eating mouth. Her fingers were tightly clenching his hair while pressing his face even deeper into her oven. She had no wish for him to raise his head and look, thereby breaking the continuity of his feasting. She could feel every little sensation of his tongue and was always aware of exactly what he was doing. When he licked the rim of her outer lips she shuddered and rubbed her body up and down. When he drove his tongue stiffly into the center of her frothing kiln she felt the way his mouth seemed to fuck her almost as expertly as a cock.

Betty was fully aware of how stiff Davey's cock was, and she knew it hurt to have it press into the bed like that. Even so, she wanted her orgasm first. After that, she'd be glad to do whatever she could to make him happy. She was fully aware he wanted his dong sucked while he was eating her. But to get involved in a soixante neuf would rob her of the pleasurable sight of Ira sloughing into Susan's ass.

Davey felt the bed shaking violently under his body, and he heard a strange mixture of sounds. Even with Betty's thighs pressed against both ears he heard his sister's agonized scream when her father rammed his solid dork all the way up into her asshole for the first time. He recognized the scream. After all, Susan had screamed the same way with him, earlier. Yet, even though his father's heavy cock was larger than his, Davey knew it wasn't thick enough to make the girl scream with pain another time.

And then, a few minutes later, he made out jumbled cries of lust and urging. What was his father doing? Then he managed to make out the word "asshole." Wow! Pop was fuckin' Susan in her asshole. Wow! Hot damn! He had to see it. Why should only Betty have the fun of watching his sister getting her ass reamed out?

Betty felt him pulling her thighs apart. She struggled to keep him locked in, but he was strong for such a young boy.

"Davey," Betty yelped. "For heaven's sake, not now, not now. Please, for God's sake, finish me!"

She felt his lips mash against her sweet cuntlips again, and this time he took her pearly clit and compressed it tightly between his lips, using his tongue as a mad flail, whipping it again and again and again as she writhed madly on the bed.

"Ohhhh God!" she yelped. "Yesssss, that's it! Oh Christ! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! I'm… iihhhhhhh… going to… uhhhhhhhh… commmmmmme… aaaawwwwwaaaaggghhhrrrrgghh!"

She bounced her body wildly up and down, pressing her soft thighs tightly against his face, scrunching his cheeks and jaws tightly between them. Spasm after wild spasm blasted through her body as she humped her pussy against his lapping mouth again and again.

And then she couldn't take it any longer. Opening her thighs, she released Davey's head. He sat up and gasped for air, sweat falling from his face in bullets. Pressing his youthful body to Betty's, hugging her tight so she could get the most from her climax, he stared at the way his father's solid member plunged into his sister's asshole again and again.

Susan stared at him and smiled, her eyes riveted on his solid cock as her father continued plunging his spear in and out of her tight rectum. Her buttocks rotated madly around, ramming back hard against her father's pistoning prick. She could tell by the wanton look in his eye that Davey was wishing his own cock was buried in her tight little asshole.

And that was precisely what Davey was thinking. Wanton, rakish sensations gnawed at him, making his already-stiff prong even harder, making him want to fuck into his sister. God! She was so beautiful, so stunning. Even though he was staring at her beautiful face, he imagined the sight of her gorgeous rump, thinking it was his own stiff cock running into that tight rectal pucker. The way her ass was rising and falling made him all the hotter. And the sight of his father lewdly fucking Susan's ass drove him even wilder, especially since she was groaning with licentious delight.

"Yes, yes, yes," Susan sighed. "Ohhhhhhhhhh dadddddyyyyyy, it feels so wonderful in there. Mmmmmmmmmm… "

Her voice was sighing cadently, the rhythm broken only by the loud slapping of her father's balls against her body. Those lovely, sperm-filled balls would soon be emptying their contents into her tight ass. She could hardly wait.

Betty lay there, slowly recovering from her after-climax. Susan, even through the red haze of lust inside her, saw Davey needed help. Her wild pleadings and passionate cries were building him to an even higher pitch. She beckoned to him, and he slid across the bed. She had intended making him lay back while she de-virginized her mouth with his cock, but such was not Davey's intention… He remembered the wonderful tightness of his sister's cunt, and he wanted in there again. It would be even tighter with the way his father's cock was filling her asshole, pressing against the wall of membrane separating her ass channel from her vaginal interior. He pressed his body against hers, coming into the delightful pressured contact of her hip.

Susan felt her brother's body quiver as it touched hers. Still shish-kebabed on her father's cock in her ass, she turned her body toward her brother. His fingers ran up and down over her body, and she thrilled when he grabbed her nipples and began pulling on them. With his feet, he pushed between her thighs spreading her loins wide. Then he slowly began slipping his body down between her thighs. His ankles, then his shins, then his knees, and finally his thighs slid between her heated loins. As she felt him move, she slapped her small breasts against his body, arousing him to an even greater pitch.

Snugly under his sister, Davey pulled her mouth to his, and the two began sucking one another's tongues. His hands wrapped themselves in her soft, long brown hair.

Susan's warm, wet, pouting lips parted again and again as her tongue continued spilling into her brother's mouth. Her hands wandered all over his body, slowly moving down between his thighs, finally grasping his lance of desire in a hard, viselike grip. She squeezed it harder and harder, tugging on it for a few moments, but soon realized there was no need to try making it any harder. It just couldn't get any harder. Then she began aiming it between the portals of her sweet pussylips.

"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped between kisses. "Fill my mouth with your tongue and my cunt with your wonderful prick. I love you, Davey. I love you with all my heart. Come into me, Davey. Fuck me good. Really good!"

She panted, working the solid, rubbery phallic dome of his strongly-pulsating cock against her labia for a few moments as her own fingers rubbed the nub of her erect clitoris.

"Ooooooooh," she sighed as her brother's hard penis slowly pushed its way between her burning fleshy flaps, making flaming contact with the inner, tight channel of her vagina.

The mere thought of being able to unleash another torrent of semen into his sister's clutching pussy, this time while his father ploughed into her ass, made Davey all the more aroused. He gasped when her hotly tickling fingers eased their way up whatever part of the staff was not yet in her until they got to the balls. She reached below his cock and squeezed his nuts very gently. Her hand rubbed tantalizingly against the wrinkled scrotum, moving it up and down against his tight balls. The more her fingers tickled his balls, the nearer his penis came, sinking more of its extended length into her. She felt his hips responding to the way she was caressing his cojones. He moved closer and closer until the full length of him was sheathed in the blazing, flooded channel of her tight cunt. Her inner membranes seemed to fit around his throbbing pole like a tight-fitting hood just made for it.

She could tell her brother could no longer hold himself back. He reared back, then thrust himself forward again, his phallus thundering into his sister like a bolt of lightning, blasting aside everything in its path, sinking deeper and deeper until all that couldn't get into her was his balls. His thighs smacked up smartly into hers as his hairy pelvis mixed with hers. His hands were caressing her slender waist, holding tight as he thrust his prong up and in again and again.

Davey continued pronging lustily into Susan's tight twat, sensing the speeding up of his father's cock as it worked its way through Susan's tight ass. Little by little the plunging rhythm of the two men began coming together. They staked into her two holes in joint rhythm as though she were some Aztec sacrifice with two hearts to be stabbed into at the same time.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Susan yelled. "Oh yes, you two wonderful men, fuck me in both… uhhhhh… places at… ahhhh… once. This is wonderful… wonderful… wonderful… ahhhhh… yes… yes… fuck… "

And suddenly there was Betty, all recovered from her own orgasm, anxious to become a part of the mйnage. Off to the side, she reached between the pressing bodies of brother and sister until she felt the tight, rolling nubbin of Susan's tit. New flames were burning inside Betty, building to new heights. She rubbed Susan's nipple until it was large as a ripe red strawberry. Then she rubbed the other one.

Releasing Susan's nipples, Betty reversed herself, pulling Susan's head down to the bed, pushing Davey's face out of the way, then yanking Susan by the ears until her own face was between her two thighs. She wanted Susan to suck her pussy just as her brother had done before.

Susan stared down into the pink center of Betty's honey pot. A few hours ago this would have been the height of depravity. Now it was a new pleasure to be discovered, learned, and enjoyed.

Her face moved down into the hot trough of the slurping pussy, but as her mouth came closer, she sensed Davey's mouth there, as well. The dewy, shining gash was there, presented in delightful ravishment for both their lips. Betty shifted her own head so she could watch the brother and sister work on her.

Susan's head now rested on one of Betty's thighs, and Davey's head was pillowed on the other. The brother and sister brought their mouths together, letting their tongues once again intertwine. And then their heads turned inward, each mouth pressing against one of the peach like labial slices, their tongues licking and lapping as their cheeks pressed hard against each other. Susan's tongue tasted the delicious musk being exuded from Betty's sweet pussy. Now she could understand just why her brother was so anxious to eat his stepmother all the time. Her tongue pressed against her brother's as it fitted into the vertical groove of Betty's opened vaginal slash. Susan lapped upward, using her tongue to part the gleaming flaps. Her tongue licked out at the small, vibrating clitoris, and Betty sighed almost uncontrollably as Susan's tongue licked in and out.

The fourteen year old girl felt her father's throbbing prick continue to pound away at her ass, while her brother's seething cock burned its way into the tight confines of her cunt again and again. Their mouths took turns sucking Betty's humping snatch, and occasionally they pressed both tongues together and slid it into Betty's shuddering hole.

The anal climax she had been feeling, tingling in the depths of her rectum suddenly blossomed into fruition, and as Davey continued pounding into her stormy pussy while lapping Betty's hot nookie, Susan squealed a, "Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaiiiiii-yyyyyaaagghhhh!"

She squirmed wildly, finding it difficult to buck being sandwiched between the two thrusting cocks. Still, the rectal climax was overpowering, and her asscheeks clenched her wonderful daddy's cock all the harder, squeezing, crushing, until she suddenly felt the hot slam of her father's sperm gush into her bowels. The flaming liquid scoured her rectum and her colon, blasting whitely into her, making her gasp and cry. Like shooting balm it coated her rectal interior, and as her father's pecker softened, the mushy sperm removed all friction.

Long before her father had softened enough to pull out, Susan felt a second orgasm well up inside her heaving pussy, and now she applied heavy pressure with her vulva, wresting every last bit of friction from her brother's up thrust cock. It rammed into her again and again as she mewled a high-pitched, "Yiiiiiiiiiii!"

Like a shark caught on two hooks she writhed madly, feeling the two orgasms mesh inside her, one absorbed into the other, building to unbelievable heights. She blasted up and over the edge, as if she were in a roller coaster car that had run out of track on top of Mt. Everest. She went trailing off into space, her body still compressed between the masculine torsos of her brother and father, while her face was buried in the morass of Betty's steaming, swamp like pussy.

More flames shot into her body as her brother unleashed his second orgasm, sending drops of thick come as far into her trammeled cunt as they would go. And then Betty's thighs crushed Davey's face against hers as their tongues probing together, brought Betty to a second orgasm.

Somehow they became untangled, and the four slept in the one bed that night, too tired to do anything else.