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Chapter 8

Micaela felt sullen and gloomy. Gabby's invitation had done nothing to lift her spirits. The man she really wanted was sitting right there in the living room. He might as well have been a million miles away.

"Come on, ‘Caela, it'll be fun," Patty said.

"No, I don't think so," Micaela said. "The beds need changing.”

"Oh, pooh, they do not,” Gabby snorted.

"We can change our own tomorrow," Patty said.

"No.”

"Why don't you go ahead," Mike said from behind the paper. "Makes more sense than staying home alone. I have a golfing appointment and won't be here.”

"Oh." Micaela felt her last faint flicker of hope fade away. If he had been going to be home, nothing could have dragged her out.

"Chris is going to be there," Gabby said. Her tone implied that she was playing her trump card.

"He is?" Micaela felt a glimmer of interest. She hadn't seen him since the time with Daddy. In fact, she hadn't seen him since that glorious, naked afternoon romp. She could still feel his hot stickiness on her hands, the way his cock had jumped like an animal trying to escape her while it pumped its life's blood over her fingers.

"Uh-huh," Gabby assured her. Then she looked over her shoulder at their father, and leaned conspiratorially closer to ‘Caela. "And he said he's going to bring some beer along," she whispered.

Micaela frowned. Daddy didn't mind them having a little beer or wine once in a while. But it was illegal. And some of the people her sisters knew were pretty casual about how much they drank, and how much they bragged about their drinking. Things had gotten out of hand a couple of times. She frowned and Patty told her not to be a priss.

"What's all that whispering about?" Mike asked.

"Nothing, Daddy." Micaela was angry with him. He had been rejecting her, ignoring her, ever since that first time. Maybe she should go, just to show him. Other people wanted her even if he didn't.

"Who else is going to be there?" she asked.

"Well, me and Patty," Gabby answered. "And Kerry, and Al O'Brian, and Chris.”

All little kids-except Chris, Micaela thought. Probably she and Chris were being advertised as chaperones for the other four. Still, maybe she and Chris could get away for a little bit. Might be fun.

"What do you say?" Gabby asked anxiously.

Micaela had felt that lately her sisters had been excluding her from things. This was a chance to change that. "Okay," she agreed at last. "Sure, why not? Should be fun!”

"You bet!" Gabby said enthusiastically.

"What about food and stuff?" Micaela asked.

"There's a six-pack of beer in the refrigerator you can take," Mike told them. "Just make sure you keep it out of sight. And here's some money. Buy some sandwiches at the Deli on the way out.”

“Wow, Daddy, super!" Gabby said.

"Is Chris driving?" Micaela asked. "Uh-uh, bicycles," Gabby answered. "That way we can really get off the beaten path.”

"Be home before dark," Mike ordered as they headed for the door.

When Micaela saw Chris circling his ten-speed in the Deli parking lot, her heart did a flip-flop, and her pussy got all hot and damp. "Hi," she greeted him casually. Her eyes strayed to his crotch even though she tried not to let them.

"Hi Glad you could come,” Chris said cheerily. "How come you've been avoiding me?”

"I haven't," Micaela lied. "I've just been-busy.”

"Well, I'm glad you weren't busy today.”

"I've got the sandwiches,” Gabby called, darting out of the Deli.

"I've got drinks," Patty said, following close behind.

"Put the drinks in my basket," Kerry suggested. "I'll ride carefully so I don't shake 'em up.”

"Let's go!" Al said impatiently as Gabby loaded the food into the saddlebags on his bike.

As they rolled out of town, they paired off, Patty with Al, Gabby with Kerry. Chris pedaled along beside Micaela. She felt all hot and squirmy as she rode along next to him. Their hands almost touched sometimes. She saw him glancing over at her loose tank top, admiring the thrust of her breasts.

"Nice day," he commented.

"Beautiful," she agreed. It was hot and sunny, a perfect day for a picnic. "Where're we going?”

"Kerry said he knows a real neat place. Said it isn't too far and that no one except him knows about it.”

"Used to be an old mill there," Kerry called from the head of the procession.

He led them onto a dirt fire break, guided them past the cable guarding it. A half-mile later, he turned onto a narrow track. It had once been a road, but was now overgrown with brush and trees. Bushes whipped Micaela's bare thighs. She hoped none of it was poison ivy. They were going single-file now. The bumps and ruts were jarring her pussy as she plowed through the underbrush.

From ahead there was the sound of a waterfall. Suddenly, the narrow track opened onto a grassy meadow and a pond. Thick trees hung low over the grass, providing cool shade. The water sparkled in the sun.

"Wow!" Patty sighed with a reverence she never displayed in church.

"Here we are," Kerry announced unnecessarily.

In moments they had the picnic blanket spread, and the beer chilling in the water-what wasn't in their hands, that is.

They wolfed down the food.

The beer sent its bubbles through Micaela's body. For the first time in weeks she felt like she was relaxing. She leaned back against Chris. The water looked cool and inviting.

"Too bad you didn't tell us about the pond," Micaela said to Kerry. "We could have all brought bathing suits.”

"Who needs bathing suits?" Patty piped up.

"Patty, I don't think… " Micaela started.

"You going to be an old priss, ‘Caela?" Patty asked.

"No, but… ”

"What's the matter, you afraid?" Chris asked. He was being kind, not cruel the way teenagers sometimes are.

"She's just a kid," ‘Caela protested. "I'm responsible for her.”

"She's not such a kid," Chris noted.

He was right. Patty was filling out rapidly.

"What do you say?" Chris asked. "Want to swim?"

"I-don't want to be first," Micaela told him softly.

"Last one in is a rotten egg," Patty challenged, getting to her feet and stripping off her shirt. She had managed to get out of the house without a bra. Her little breasts gleamed in the sun. The pink tips sat up eagerly.

Al was on his feet in a second. He shed his clothes with a speed that matched Patty's. Micaela gulped when she saw his cock. It was huge. Gabby and Kerry surged to their feet and undressed quickly-but not with Patty's frantic haste. The glances they were exchanging made Micaela's pulse race. She hadn't realized how pretty and graceful Gabby was until she was nude. Gabby and Kerry ran hand-in-hand to the pond Patty and Al were already splashing and frolicking.

"What do you say? Shall we?”

"Oh-kay," Micaela agreed. The word squeezed out of her throat. She couldn't be the only stuffy one in the bunch, after all.

She turned her back on Chris self-consciously, forgetting for the moment how they had spent that afternoon. Then he took her hand, and shivering with a turmoil of feelings, not the least of which was horniness, ‘Caela walked toward the water. An electrical current seemed to be flowing between them as the grass whipped their ankles.

She was a little aggravated that Kerry and Al barely spared her a glance. She had twice the curves either of her sisters did!

The spring-fed pond was cold, and soon even Patty was eager to head for the sun-warmed blanket. A feeling of anticipation building in her gut, Micaela sat down and extended her legs. Sunlight sparkled on the drops of water caught in her auburn bush. Chris joined her, stretched out on his back, and rested his head on her thigh. He looked up at the full jut of her mature breasts. She saw his cock, shriveled from the cold water, beginning to raise its head. She felt a sudden chill at the sight, and then a warm river coursed through her body. If only they could get away from the others!

"Only a little girl, huh?" Chris asked, pointing at Patty.

Micaela looked, and gulped. A hot blush swept up her face, and was followed a split second later by a surge of horniness. Her head on Al's stomach, Patty was sucking his prick. Her tongue played a swirling tune over the massive knob of his big tool.

"Oh my God," Micaela whispered softly. She couldn't tear her eyes off the sight, no matter how hard she tried. Patty, little, sassy, budding Patty! The lips that had first had lipstick on them only a month ago were encircling a blood-engorged male member. Her jaw was wedged so wide, it has hard to judge her expression, but Micaela was pretty sure it was enjoyment.

Micaela felt her own crotch melting with excitement as she watched her little sister. ‘Caela had never seen an X-rated movie. Until she had seduced her father, the closest she had gotten to hard sex was the afternoon with Chris.

Chris! Micaela wrenched her gaze off Patty's slurping, and looked at Chris. His phallus was a rigid tower, a jutting exclamation of male arousal. Micaela's guts boiled with desire at the sight.

But, what about Gabby? Micaela felt like her eyes were going to pop out of her head as she tore them away from Chris's cock. She located Gabby. She was with her dance partner. Lust was mingled with love here: they were lying side by side and staring into each other's eyes, as they fondled each other's sex. Gabby's slender hand was curled around Kerry's cock. Her thumb swept over the pink tip, spreading the shininess. Her thighs were parted, her dancer's legs gracefully angled. Kerry's finger was sliding gently and easily in and out of her cunny.

"Oh, Chris," Micaela moaned. Her fingers slid hesitantly over his smooth, strong chest, down his flat belly, crept into the thick forest at the base of his prick. She moved her fingers over that hot tower, and scalding lust stung her. She curled her fingers around his shaft, and recalled the last time she had felt that delicious hardness.

Chris shivered as she fingered his cock. He squirmed around to his side. His breath huffed on her soft tummy as he tried to reach her pussy with his mouth. Still fingering his pecker, Micaela rolled toward him. She watched his face nuzzle into her damp, auburn curls. The sudden touch of his lips and tongue wrenched a cry from her. She sank down on her back. The sun burned her face as Chris wormed his tongue into her twat.

Micaela tugged at the shaft in her hand. Her mouth was dry, her lips were parched. Her breasts were stinging from the incredible heat, though the heat was coming from inside her as well as out. Little wordless cries were wrung from her as Chris's teasing tongue ripped across her flaming clit.

Without really realizing she was doing it, she dragged Chris's cock to her lips. His drippings stung her sun-parched mouth, smearing her tongue with heavy essence. Then she was engulfing his swollen knob, tasting his hot meat. He plowed her cunt with his tongue, lapped up her copious flood.

Bucking in the sun, all pink and naked, Micaela sucked cock and let her pussy get eaten. She had a fleeting recollection of her mental vow to keep herself pure for her father. It was reduced to ashes by the flames in her gut The cinders were scattered by the winds of her lust.

Behind Chris, her two sisters were entangled with their own partners. Gabby lay on her back, her thighs split wide. Kerry was driving his cock into her cunt His shining shaft, glistening in the hard summer sun, split her, pumped into her hot pink depths. Her heels dug into the grass as she humped rhythmically in time with his steady pistoning. Her head was rolling from side to side.

Patty was on Al. His cock was still in her mouth and she had her nearly hairless pussy on his face. He was clutching her tight little ass as his tongue stroked along her seeping slit. She was getting half his monster dork into her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she tried to suck the semen out of him. Her fingers played a mad tune on his testicles, then reached for his asshole. His hips bucked at the touch on his bung, and the head of his cock almost took the back of her head off.

Micaela was soaring toward a glittering star in the heavens. Chris's soft lips fastened on her clitoris and his tongue flicked against it like a blowtorch. Fountains of sparks bounced and danced through her insides. She whimpered around his cock, when it wasn't jamming her throat so tightly that she couldn't breathe. She wished she could swallow him.

She was going to cum. Her thighs opened and closed on Chris's head as he tormented her clit. Her guts knotted and writhed with lust as his skillful tongue sent her glands into high gear. Her nerves were blue-white fire. She sucked his dork, tried to trigger his thick, creamy eruption in her mouth. She recalled the way he had spurted and spouted, scalding her hands with his thick spermy goo. She wanted her mouth flooded with his essence.

His hips were thrusting and heaving in a primitive fucking motion, ramming his dick into her. His ass cheeks were clenching. She clutched them, steadied him, guided him, urged him on. Her nails bit into his tail as her orgasm erupted like the fireball of an atomic blast.

His cock rumbled like a subway tunnel with at* express train in it There was a sticky hot spattering at the back of her throat. Instantaneously, thick ooze smeared her tongue and teeth and palate, drenching her in rich scent. She had just managed to choke down the first wave of saliva and cum when the next spurt squirmed the length of his cock, and glutted her again. Then the jettings came in quick, hard globs. She was awash in a sea of cum, drowning in a whirlpool of semen, being bathed in gooey eruptions.

She swallowed, wallowing in the rich swamp of male jizm. She was glutted and exhausted. Her own cumming faded to an exquisite ache that forced her to dislodge Chris from her crotch. When he rolled to his back, his cock twisted and pulled out of her grasp, smearing her cheek with a chill stripe of spit and cum. She cuddled his big thigh.

She stared past his shrinking dick, and saw Patty. Her jaw and throat were working. Her fingers were clutching the pulsing, pumping tower of Al's cock. A thick, pearly drop of semen escaped her lips, oozed slowly down the bulky barrel of his cock and pooled* shining and shivering, in his bush.

Loud splashing made Micaela look toward the pond. Gabby and Kerry were thigh-deep in the water. They were splashing each other's groins as if dousing fires there.

A little later, refreshed by a dip in the icy mill pond, Micaela sat down with a beer. Everyone was sitting around companionably. They were all nude. She couldn't help studying the varied cocks and pussies. She felt a tingle of horniness as she stared. All the boys were half-hard. No one seemed to be trying not to look at all the bare crotches and tits.

"My sweet, innocent sisters," Micaela began wryly, "how long has this been going on?”

Patty giggled. "Months! But I'm still a virgin!”

"You got to be kidding," Chris snorted, and began stroking the inside of Micaela's thigh lovingly.

"Nope," Patty said proudly, sitting up straight. Her tits gleamed in the sun. "My cunt is, at least. Think I'll save it a while.”

‘Caela shook her head slowly.

"Been about six months for us," Gabby said quietly. She was holding Kerry's cock as casually as most people hold hands. His head was resting on her slender thigh. "We were rehearsing over at his place, and decided it would be easier and cooler if we were naked.”

"Are you still a virgin, Micaela?" Al asked.

"No, she's not…!" Patty started, then clapped her hand over her mouth.

Micaela gave her younger sister a hard look. "How do you know?”

"Just guessing," Patty answered vaguely and not very convincingly.

Gabby was staring at her beer. She looked guilty and a little scared.

"Go ahead, Patty. I’m not a virgin?" Micaela asked, very, very softly.

"I didn't say that," Patty stammered.

Micaela felt a slow, twisting stab of fear in her guts. “Yes, you did. And only two people in the whole world knew I wasn't," she went on softly. "I want to know how you found out. You weren't there the night it happened. You and Gabby were at the slumber party. What about you, Gabby? Did you know it, too?”

Gabby managed to meet Micaela's eyes, and nod tersely. "I knew.”

"How?" Micaela whispered, oblivious of the three boys. "How did you know?”

"He told us," Gabby answered with amazing calm.

"He told you!”

"How else?" Gabby asked.

"How could he," Micaela moaned. "How could he?”

"Who is this mysterious ‘he?' " Chris asked irritably, I never fucked you. So who the hell has?"

“We can't tell," Gabby said quickly.

“I'll bet I know," Al said. "Their father.”

“Their father!" Kerry exclaimed, lifting his head off Cabby's thigh.

"Who else?" Al asked. "Micaela hasn't dated anyone but Chris in the last six months. And if he didn't do it, and I don't see why he'd lie about it, there isn't anyone else it could be.”

Gabby's and Patty's expressions confirmed Al's guess.

"You and Patty," Micaela said softly, "have-have done it-with Daddy, too.” A knife was turning slowly in her guts, tearing her apart.

"You don't have a monopoly on him," Gabby said softly. "I mean, he's our father, too. I guess all three of us saw that he was lonely and horny, and each of us did something about it, in our own way.”

Micaela felt as if she was sliding down into a deep, black pit. She had been betrayed by her own sisters! And her own father had been unfaithful to her, not only with his secretary, but with Patty and Gabby, too!

"You've never fucked her, Chris?" Al asked.

"No!" Chris said angrily.

"We've done-hand jobs," Micaela answered, still a bit dazed. "And, today, I sucked him and he ate me. But, we've never fucked… " Her voice trailed off.

"Don't you think it's about time?" Gabby said. "In fact, I think it's time we showed Micaela love's available from us, too.”

"Micaela?" Chris asked, turning toward her. His jealousy had been replaced by something else.

"What?" she asked, still dazed.

His lips met hers, and suddenly a fresh wave of love and lust soared up through her. His tongue probed into her mouth, and a hand caught her breast. She curled her fingers around the jutting tower of his cock. They slid down and lay side by side on the blanket. The others gathered around them. She thought of Daddy having Joan, and Gabby, and Patty, and suddenly wanted vengeance. She eagerly welcomed Chris's carnal assault.

She’d show Daddy! She'd show them all! Rolling to her back, she spread her thighs. Chris nuzzled his cock into her twat She was too dry. She spit in the palm of her hand and smeared the head of his cock. Then his dork drilled into her, glutted her with its bulk. His pubis crashed down on hers, and her clitoris exploded.

For a moment, she clutched his head, holding his face back so she could stare into his eyes. Then her lips met his and their teeth clicked against each other as she tried to eat his lips and tongue. His cock pumped in her cunt, sending waves of pleasure roaring through her. She folded her legs up, far, far up, and felt the head of his dong drive blindly against the end of her tunnel. His hips pounded at her, rammed his shaft into her hard and fast.

Someone was holding her arms out, caressing her wrists and hands. It was a wonderful feeling, having more than one part of her body fondled and probed. It was something she had never felt before. She broke the kiss with Chris and turned her head, and… Gabby was kissing her! Only, it wasn't a chaste, sisterly kiss. It was a blatantly erotic, tongue-dueling kiss that sent Micaela's lust soaring even higher.

Someone was fondling her tits, too, but she couldn’t tell who it was. Chris was fucking her, and Gabby was kissing her, and someone was squeezing and teasing her tits! Then, still sliding his cock in and out of her raging twat, Chris lifted off her. And suddenly, Patty's skilled lips were sucking and chewing on Micaela's tits.

Micaela began to cum. She writhed and bucked as the five teenagers worked over her lush body. She was the center of a tangle of love and lust. She felt Chris's cock jump and spurt, felt his jizm fountain into her clutching, spasming pussy. She screwed her tongue deep into Gabby's mouth, thrust her tits up eagerly for Patty's suckling.

Then Chris was gone. Its spouting done, his cock dragged out of her. Micaela, empty and aching, writhed on the sun-drenched grass.

Suddenly, another cock drove into her hole, mashed deep into her puddled depths. Another pubic arch slammed down on her clit like the hammer of a gun. She was being fucked again! Her lust raged upward in a searing fireball.

It lasted seconds, it lasted hours, she had no way of telling-her time-sense had evaporated in the heat of her passion. The cock in her pumped and jerked, and a second load of semen joined the first in her spasming, numbed, lust-scorched cunt.

Then that cock was fading and retreating. Blindly, she clutched whoever it was. But his sweat-slippery skin slithered out of her grasp.

For a moment, there was no one, nothing. Then Kerry was looming over her, and she saw his eyes. There wasn't just lust there, but love, too. Her guts melted. "Please," she begged. "Please, fuck me?”

His cock nuzzled into her pussy. As he filled her with a steady thrust, lust lit up her face once again. She got fucked and fucked and fucked. She writhed and twisted under the pistoning assault. There were hands on her legs and thighs. They were fondling and pinching her, touching her ass, prying into her crack-in spite of Kerry's bulk on her and between her legs.

She kept on cumming! It was an unbelievable orgasm. It just rolled along like the floodwaters of a river, instead of crashing like an ocean wave that crests and is gone. Someone pinned her arms to the ground, and she looked up. Chris was upside down over her. Then he was kissing her as Kerry fucked her, as Gabby and Patty stroked and pinched and fondled her. Suddenly, a finger, or something, pushed against her bung, tried to gain entrance there.

Micaela suddenly wanted two cocks at once, one in her mouth and one in her cunt. But she was too dazed and battered to do more than moan. She felt something burning like fire against her tail. Maybe she could have three cocks!

The cock in her cunt began to spurt and jet. She was so flooded with jizm that the excess was streaming out of her, dribbling down her ass in a flaming river. Her cumming flared and flickered like an Aurora Borealis as orgasmic waves swept along her nerves, trying to flex muscles exhausted beyond response.

The cock in her faded at last, leaving her achingly empty. Little shivers wracked her. It looked like an epileptic seizure as she lay there in the hot sun. Her pussy felt pulped and exhausted by the pounding it had taken-but it also still had a vague hunger that made her writhe erotically.

"Somebody kiss it and make it well," she whimpered in a little-girl voice.

Someone knelt between her thighs. A soft, gentle mouth fastened on her cum-sodden twat. Lips and tongue bathed her pussy. She reached down, and stroked… long blonde tresses. She lifted her head and looked, and moaned when she saw what she had thought was a boy was actually her sister Gabby.

Instead of horror or disgust, there was a flaring fireball of pleasure. Micaela moaned with passion as she felt her clit being tenderly tongued and sucked.

Then the mouth went away, and Micaela was left shuddering. Sorrow and fear ripped through her. The touch of lips and tongue on her cunt a second time sent a surge of happiness through her. It was all right. As long as she was loved, everything was all right. It just couldn't ever stop, this endless carnal carnival, this carousel of sex. She felt short hair this time, and didn't need to look to know it was Patty. The mouth on her cunt was as sassy and demanding with her flesh as it was with the English language.

Micaela laughed hysterically at the sky as Patty sucked on her clit-berry, then proceeded to lap up the flood of cum the three boys had left. While everyone else watched, Micaela heaved and bucked, letting her own baby sister eat her.

Then there was a shadow over her face. Micaela looked up and saw a hard cock hanging over her. Chris's cock. Reaching for it, she brought it to her lips and lapped at it, tasting dried jizm and fresh pre-cum. And Kerry and Al were there too. Their phalluses were once again inflated and distended-and all because of her!

As Gabby pumped Al's cock with her hand, he knelt beside Micaela so his prick head was over her face. Kerry was jacking himself off on her other side as she tongued and masturbated Chris's cock. Patty was still lapping away, as happy as a pig in a garbage dump.

Micaela's cumming reached a new level as she lay there surrounded by lust. The cock at her lips erupted, and hot jizm spilled over her chin. Something thick and warm spattered her face. More cum! Kerry was unloading over her, showering her with thick gobbets. Then Al's pecker jetted in Gabby's hand. Micaela opened her mouth, caught the cum of three boys on her tongue. The last spurtings showered her cheeks and eyelids, spattered into her hair, oozing down the side of her nose. At long last Patty slumped down, exhausted, pillowing her head on Micaela's thigh.

Then, everyone piled on top of her, and Micaela was at the bottom of a heap of naked, loving people. She was being pressed by breasts and pricks and cheeks and lips.