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Story title : Mixed Up Family 

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Mixed Up Family (MF, org, inc)
by Michael Schumann (fictioneer@indiatimes.com)

***

This 35,000 word script was originally written in 1988 
for a publisher who folded about the time I put the MS 
in the mail, so this posting is actually its first 
publication in any form.  (I rescued the manuscript from 
a 5.25" disk in WordStar 4, CP/M format, then went out 
to shoot a pterodactyl for the supper table.)  It's a 
highly improbable tale of multigenerational incestuous 
lowjinks among a group of California hedonists in the 
twilight of the Reagan years.  


CHAPTER 1

It was one of those days that made life worth living.

The feel of the sun was truly sensuous, and so was the 
wind in her hair as Anna Preston tooled down the 
freeway in her little red MG.  The stereo was at full 
blast, and she tapped the steering wheel in time with 
the music.  It was a salsa group her grandson had 
turned her on to.  Her grandson.  God!

Anna didn't feel at all like a grandmother, not on a 
day like this.  In her mind, she was sixteen again.  
But with money this time around, and driving the kind 
of car that would have drenched her panties when she 
was sixteen.

In fact, she was the youngest grandmother she'd ever 
heard of.

Anna had gone a little wild, a little early.  When she 
gave birth to her daughter Vicki, she had been just 
fourteen.  Back then, girls didn't keep their babies, 
but she'd kept Vicki and she wasn't sorry.

At least, she hadn't been, until Vicki turned up 
pregnant, also at fourteen.  Her son Jamie was born a 
few weeks after his grandmother's twenty-ninth 
birthday.  And now here was Anna, a little past 
forty-five, with a grown daughter and a nearly grown 
grandson, and feeling as if she ought to be shaking her 
booty at a Springsteen concert.  She gassed the MG, 
zipping around some slow movers.  She was far too young 
to be anyone's granny!

***

Jamie ran his fingers through Kimmy Rogers' silky brown 
hair.  She closed her eyes and snuggled closer, her 
hard little tits pushing against his chest.  He could 
feel the nipples, and it excited him.  But he was 
sixteen.  Damn near _everything_ excited him!

"Are you sure your mom won't be home till late?" Kimmy 
whispered into his mouth.  She was hot for it.  She was 
always hot for it.

Jamie nodded.  He reached up behind the angel-faced 
teenager and untied her bikini top.  It fell away, 
baring her delicious looking tits.  She sucked in her 
breath and pushed out her chest, making the most of 
what she had.  To tell the truth, Jamie thought her 
little cupcakes were pretty enough, just as they were.

He took them in his hands, squeezing gently.  Kimmy 
purred, her lips fluttering against his.  "Mmm, tickle 
my titties," she hummed into Jamie's mouth.  Her belly 
pressed him, touching Jamie's body at cock-level.   If 
she wasn't aware what he had for her, she was a lot 
dumber than she looked.

Kimmy melted against the bulge in Jamie's swimtrunks.  
Her arms were around him now, and she was squeezing his 
ass in that insistent, let's-get-it-on way that always 
drove him wild.  His dick got bonier and his balls grew 
hotter.

He played more manipulatively with her cupcake tits.  
They were small and looked super-dyno in a bikini bra 
-- even better without the bikini bra! -- but Jamie 
couldn't help wondering what it would be like to get 
his hands on a really _humongous_ set of hooters.

He didn't have a tit fetish, he was sure, but he liked 
the idea of sinking his face down into the cleavage 
between a pair of big, lush, doughy-soft tits and 
inhaling the erotic scent of sweaty female flesh.  
Kimmy rarely sweated when they fucked.  Even on hot 
days, like this.

It was Jamie's birthday, and Kimmy was about to give 
him his present.  She wiggled out of his embrace and 
did a teasing dance, slowly tugging at her bikini 
bottom.  For a girl who couldn't swim, she looked great 
in beachwear.  But she looked better out of it.

The panties slid tantalizingly up and down.  She licked 
her lips as she watched his face.  "Do you want it?" 
she asked.  "Do you want your happy birthday, Jamie?"

He nodded, gulping.  He really wanted it, the same way 
he always wanted pussy once he got its scent in his 
nostrils.  As he watched her, he took hold of the 
lancelike knot that stretched out the front of his 
trunks and he gave himself a firm squeeze.

Kimmy dropped her drawers.  She was bikini-waxed and 
her remaining pussy hair was trimmed shorter than the 
fuzz on a Marine boot's head.  Her cunt was fleshy and 
fat, protruding excitingly between her skinny thighs.  
The gash was a pink sliver of enticement.  She stepped 
out of her panties and Jamie was on his way to her, his 
hand extended to make a grab for her cunt.

She spread her legs as he took her in his fist.  Her 
eyes closed, Kimmy moaned deliciously under his 
fondling.  Her labes were moist, and there was a sweet 
steam coming out of her teenaged hole.  Jamie worked 
his middle finger into the opening and speared her hard 
and deep, expanding her pussy for the inevitable thrust 
of his horny cock.                                    

They had the house to themselves for the rest of the 
afternoon.  Mom was at work, and Jamie was currently 
between stepfathers.  There was no real need to hurry 
-- not that it should have bothered his mom if she were 
to come home and find her only son buried balls-deep in 
a juicy piece of teen cunt!

She'd had Jamie when she was still in junior high and 
she claimed to have no idea who his father was.  And 
Jamie knew damn well that his mom still enjoyed a good 
fuck.  She could hardly begrudge her only son the same 
pleasure, could she?

Still, he didn't want to test his mom's permissiveness 
-- not today, at least.  He hadn't gotten his birthday 
present yet.  With any luck it would be a car.  And he 
was fucking _dying_ to get his rod up sweet tight 
Kimmy.  He covered her mouth with hot kisses and pulled 
her down onto the blanket beside the pool.

They oozed together.  She stuffed her hand into his 
shorts and got his dick out while he kept on kissing 
her face, her neck, her shoulders, her small, 
stiff-nippled tits.  His mouth attacked her brown 
pinpoint nips, making them hard, making them tingle on 
his tongue.

Her fist slid up and down his throbbing rod.  She liked 
the feel of his stiff meat as much as he liked the feel 
of her hand wrapped around it.  Kimmy caressed the 
swollen knobby crown, milking little droplets of 
pre-cum out of Jamie onto her eager, busy fingers.

"This is part of your birthday treat," she whispered, 
kissing him wetly, then moving her lips down his chest.  
He leaned back, delighted beyond belief that she was 
gonna fucking _do_ it.

Kimmy almost never sucked his dick, though she always 
insisted he go down on her.  Christ, Jamie thought, 
maybe she'll even _swallow_ this time!  He was on such 
a short leash that he had no doubt he would blow his 
nuts wide open the moment her frisky little pink tongue 
lapped the tingling flesh of his cockhead.

She rimmed his navel with her tongue, very nastily.  It 
turned him on more than he'd have imagined.  But he was 
pushing at her head all the while, urging her to go 
down, down, down.  Her fist held eight inches of 
aroused salami and he needed to feel her drool flowing 
down his shaft.

Kimmy wasn't Jamie's first girlfriend, of course.  He 
was a good-looking guy -- he knew it -- and he'd dipped 
his tool into a lot of snug teenage pussies.  Most of 
the time it was just a case of sticking it in and 
pumping till he squirted.  Girls his age loved to get 
fucked, but they seemed to know so damn little about 
how to make it exciting.

But Kimmy had been around, too, and she'd taught him 
that it could be a lot more fun than the simple 
pleasure of getting his nuts off.  Or maybe she was 
just a cunty tease who liked to hold back as long as 
possible.  Whatever it was, he enjoyed fucking her.

She held his dick in both hands, blowing moistly over 
the ruby-red knob.  Her lips fluttered a half-inch from 
his meat, not touching it.  "Blowjob is just a figure 
of speech," he said in a choked voice.

Kimmy giggled.  "I know that, dummy!" She pressed her 
lips against his prick, kissing him as fervently as 
she'd kissed his mouth.  Saliva was already leaking 
from her lips, turning to steam where it touched his 
burning cock.

Her mouth persisted, but the lips were parted now, and 
she was French-kissing his tool.  Her tongue was in 
action too, tickling, lapping.  Jamie knew she was 
about to take him into her mouth and _suck_ his dick.  
"Oh, do it, baby," he panted, pleadingly.

She lipped the helmet-like bulb of his cockhead, 
frictioning it almost beyond endurance.  Jamie gasped 
and thrust, but she wouldn't let him go any deeper than 
she wanted.  His prick slid across her velvet-wet 
tongue, though, and that was fine for now.

Kimmy's mouth ovaled, and she sucked him a little 
deeper.  He heard her gasp as her oral chamber engulfed 
more of his vividly erect cock.  Her tongue fluttered 
beneath him, and she started to slide him in and out of 
her wet mouth.  For a girl who didn't suck dick very 
often, she was _goddamn_ good at it!

He fondled her pointy-nippled tits as she ate him.  Now 
that she was in the mood, she was drawing him deeper 
and deeper into her mouth, moaning as his knob slid 
across her tongue.  The vibration of her voice was a 
thrilling hum along Jamie's erected tool.  Energy 
pulsated in his bloated knob, his loaded cum-vein.  She 
flogged him with her tongue.

Her hands were full of his nuts, and the passionate 
caresses sent spasms of excitement racing through 
Jamie's shaft.  He pushed more insistently, and Kimmy's 
lips spread to allow him penetration.  This was a 
special birthday indeed!  He didn't think he'd ever 
forget it, if he lived to be a thousand.

"God, you have a big dick," Kimmy panted, coming up for 
air.  While her lungs refilled, she slid her mouth up 
and down the exterior of the shaft, going down to kiss 
and nip at his balls.  Her fingers were busy on his 
knob, and a bubble of cum splattered them.  She 
massaged it into the rosy red flesh of his knob, and 
then she moved back up to suck it off Jamie's meat.

She squeezed on his knob until another bubble of cum 
emerged.  Her tongue scooped it up, and there was a 
nasty twinkle in her brown eyes as she tasted his love 
offering.  "Maybe I should suck you off more often," 
she purred teasingly.  "Your cock is _soooo_ delicious, 
Jamie..."

And then he was back in her mouth.  Jamie closed his 
eyes, his hands busy on Kimmy's brown-haired head.  All 
he could do was lie back and let her suck him.  If she 
didn't know she was about to get a mouthful, she was in 
for one big, sticky surprise!

She felt the surge of lust in his cock and she jerked 
her face upward, his wet-knobbed dick slipping right 
out of her ovaled mouth.  Drool ran down her lower lip 
and she panted hoarsely as she stroked hard, using both 
fists on Jamie's big tool.  His cum began to squirt, 
splashing her pointy-nippled tits with big creamy 
splatters of scum.

She milked his rod until it had gone dry, and her hands 
kept on jerking.  Jamie moaned, remaining stiff in her 
grip.  Damn! he thought.  Why couldn't she have 
swallowed, just this one time? Still, she'd given him 
one hell of a blowjob and he knew it was something to 
be grateful for.

"Want me to eat you now?" the boy panted, reaching for 
her fuzzy cunt.  His fingers brushed the Marine-short 
hair, felt the dripping gash that oozed steamy 
girl-heat.

"I have something better in mind," Kimmy chirped, 
giving him a quick, wet-lipped kiss on the mouth.

She lifted herself slightly, reaching down to find his 
peter.  She could have more easily missed Orange 
County.

Kimmy got a fistful of his throbbing tool and she 
pulled it into the open, hungry mouth of her pussy, 
gasping shrilly as she slid her glovelike cunt down 
over the stabbing length of Jamie's dick.

She was a hot, hard fuck.  Her belly slapped his groin, 
and the more she squirmed, the wilder she got, with his 
pubic hairs frigging the shit out of her clitoris.  
Jamie filled his hands with her hard, skinny ass 
cheeks, and he pumped his prick up into Kimmy with a 
burning passion that she was only too happy to 
reciprocate.

She rode him hard, her cunt surprisingly tight around 
him.  And it got tighter, the more he fucked her.  Or 
was his cock just expanding with the irresistible 
growth of his fuck-lust?  They held hands as they 
screwed, both of them straining vigorously, their 
crotches meeting in one fierce rocking thrust after 
another.

Kimmy liked it when she was on top.  Jamie loved it 
best when she was on her knees and he was dogging her 
from the rear.  He got really deep into her from that 
angle, but her cunt was a little bit shallow, and 
sometimes she cried because it hurt.  And he could 
always make her squeal by tickling her dilated asshole 
while he pumped dick up her from behind.

She had a cute tight shitter.  Jamie had always 
wondered what it would be like to fuck a girl in the 
butt.  He'd seen it done, in X-rated videos, and he 
knew a couple of guys who claimed they'd actually 
butt-boned girls, but he didn't believe them.  None of 
the girls he'd dated had ever been open to the 
suggestion.  And even though Kimmy was giving him a 
juicy hot birthday gift, he was damn sure it wouldn't 
do any good to ask her one more time if she'd hold 
still for a cornholing.

He pulled her down atop him, and they did a hot slow 
grind, her body sliding all over his while her pussy 
fed on his rampant cock.  She was easily the best piece 
of ass in La Mira High, and he was damn glad she was 
his.

Still fucking, they rolled onto their sides.  He held 
Kimmy tightly as he continued to pump her pussy.  She 
was sopping wet inside, and his dick made squishy 
sounds as it penetrated her again and again.  He kept 
hitting the bottom of her cunt shaft, and she grunted 
each time his knob struck her, but she sucked him home 
and made him welcome.

His cock slipped out for a moment, and she said, "No, 
don't stop, I'm gonna come..."  Jamie eased Kimmy over, 
onto her back.  Her knees lifted automatically and her 
spraddled cunt rose toward his proud-knobbed cock.  He 
put it back inside her without using a finger, and her 
wet teen hole swallowed him with a gluttonous gulp.

"Now fuck me hard," the girl begged.  "Make me cry.  
Make me come!"

"Bet your ass," Jamie gasped, driving deeply.  "Bet 
your motherfucking ass, baby!"

***

Anna Preston parked her red MG in front of Vicki's 
house.  Vicki had done pretty well for herself.  The 
house was the settlement from her second divorce.  Or 
was it the third?  Anna could never keep her daughter's 
marriages entirely straight.  There had been just too 
fucking many of them, all to guys who were as worthless 
as tits on a bull.

Vicki just seemed to marry any guy who gave her a good 
fuck, only to find out he wasn't worth a fuck once 
she'd married him.  She'd dumped her fourth, not long 
ago, and once again, thought Anna, it was good 
riddance.  When was her daughter _ever_ going to latch 
on to a guy who was not a piece of shit? 

Right now, Vicki was still at work, at the employment 
agency where she was a manager, but Anna wasn't here to 
see her daughter in any case.  This was Jamie's day.  
And she had a surprise for her grandson that was 
guaranteed to turn his blue eyes aquamarine.

Anna didn't bother knocking.  She was family, wasn't 
she?  And the front door wasn't locked anyway.  She let 
herself into the house.  Jamie was nowhere to be seen.  

"Where would you be on a day like this, if you were 
Jamie's age?" Anna asked herself aloud.  She smiled.  
On her way to the pool, she stopped at the bar and 
fixed herself a spritzer.

With the glass in her hand, she went to the French 
doors, pulling the drape aside.  The glass slipped out 
of her hand and smashed against the floor.

Outside, by the pool, her grandson was literally 
fucking the shit out of a cute, skinny brunette Anna 
had never seen before.  The kids were both stark naked, 
and Jamie was atop his squealing, wriggling partner.  
He gasped as he filled and refilled her pussy with his 
erect cock.

Jesus! Anna thought, stooping to pick up the broken 
glass, to wipe the spilled liquid from the polished 
floor.  Her eyes were fixed on Jamie and his 
brown-haired, berry-tanned girlfriend.

She was realistic enough to understand that her 
grandson probably knew all about sex.  Kids grew up 
faster nowadays than they did when Anna was young, and 
God knew she had matured early! Vicki was proof of 
that.  But it was something else to walk in on her 
grandson making love to some lithe, sun-kissed teen 
girl.

The girl was obviously having the time of her life.  
She looked like a wet wild fuck.  And she was pretty 
enough, with the kind of skinny tanned body that drove 
high school boys wild.

Anna remained on her knees, peeking around the edge of 
the drapes.  Jamie and his friend were too absorbed in 
their own fun to realize that Granny was watching from 
the house, but she didn't dare make her presence too 
obvious.

The troubling part was that she _did_ keep watching.  
There was a pounding in her temples, and she knew her 
face was flushed.  Inside her Hawaiian shirt, her tits 
heaved, and she could feel the nipples growing harder.  
Anna's hand slipped inside the shirt, verifying it.  A 
big pulpy nipple seemed to spring into her fingers, 
throbbing heatedly.

She hadn't seen Jamie naked in years.  He'd grown a 
lot.  He wasn't the body builder type, but he was wiry 
and muscular where it counted.  Her grandson was a damn 
good-looking boy, Anna could not deny.  She didn't even 
want to deny it.  She doted on the kid.

As he pumped his lust into his girlfriend, she got 
vision after vision of his thrusting cock.  It looked 
thick and powerful, and judging from the depth of his 
strokes, it must have been pretty long, too.  Anna 
squeezed at her nipple, and she murmured softly.  She 
hadn't been fucked in four or five months, and she was 
starting to miss it _very_ much.

Each stab of Jamie's dick into the moaning teen seemed 
to vibrate and echo inside his grandmother's crotch.  
Anna squeezed her thighs together, exerting a powerful 
pressure on her pussy.  She could feel moisture 
beginning to seep from her cunt lips, and there was a 
hell of an itch down below.  She put her other hand 
between her legs and rubbed the crotch of her slacks 
vigorously.

Now Jamie pulled his tool out of the girl, and Anna got 
her first look at her grandson's rod in full, 
unshielded erection.  "Jesus," she whispered aloud.  
"His father must have been a jackass -- whoever the 
fuck he was!"  Vicki had never even confided that bit 
of information to her mother.

Jamie was tremendously well hung, especially 
considering that he was still a teenager.  He was on 
his knees, hovering above his writhing little brunette 
girlfriend, and his tool jutted imperiously from the 
patch of white skin at his crotch.  Anna gulped.  Eight 
inches.  Maybe nine.  God.  And to think something like 
that was being wasted on a moronic teenaged girl? 
(There was no fucking justice in life, was there?)

And it was excitingly hard.  Anna's vision was perfect 
20-20.  She could see the swollen lump of her 
grandson's cum tube, the blue veins that stood out in 
the reddened flesh of his peter, the mushroom-like bulb 
of his cock knob.   She gulped hard.  Her mouth had 
been dry a moment ago, but now it was dripping wet, and 
saliva began to run from her lips.  She swallowed, and 
she kept on rubbing the crotch of her slacks.

The girl turned over, making a pouty face.  Jamie 
wedged her legs open with his knees, and she lifted her 
round little ass toward him.  He cupped her pussy in 
his fist, squeezing at it, and the girl's eyes rolled 
over in their sockets.  Damn  right the little bitch 
enjoyed what Anna's grandson was doing to her!  What 
girl -- what woman, for that matter -- wouldn't???

Jamie held the girl's asscheeks and he moved into her.  
She reached beneath herself, capturing his cock, and 
she pulled it to the mouth of her split pussy.  Anna 
gasped, seeing the look of shock and delight on the 
girl's face as Jamie's prick penetrated her from the 
rear.

Was he fucking her pussy or her asshole? Anna wondered.  
Christ, they were just kids!  He had to be in her 
pussy!  You didn't learn about the other stuff till you 
were at least of college age, right?  Anyway, he 
entered her much too easily for his cock to be 
ravishing her shithole.

Whichever opening he was in, he was fucking the hell 
out of the little teen slut.  She went crazy under him.  
Her fists beat at the tiles, and shrieks and gasps and 
moans bubbled from her lips.  Jesus, was she crying?

Jamie banged her hard and deep and fast, his fingers 
digging into her asscheeks.  His eyes were closed, and 
he looked as if he'd died and gone to heaven.  Bet she 
had one hot tight little teenaged cookie, Anna thought 
grudgingly.  It was a shame that tight wet pussy was 
wasted on young girls who didn't appreciate having it.

But tight wasn't the only thing to fucking, was it? 
Experience and desire and lust counted for a hell of a 
lot more.  Jamie looked like he was really in control 
of it all, dick-stuffing his hot frisky little teen 
doll, but what would he think if he ever put his rod 
into a real woman? his grandmother asked herself.

Anna's hand was inside her slacks.  She wasn't aware of 
it until a finger slipped between the puffy, dangly 
flaps of her cunt and speared into the wetness within 
her.  Already her clit was enormously swollen.  She 
rubbed it with the wet finger, murmuring responsively, 
feeling the heat sustain and grow.

Her fingerstrokes moved in time with the action of her 
grandson's cock, pounding the pussy of his teenaged 
tramp friend.  Anna felt as if Jamie's cock was 
slamdunking her own cunt, not that of the frisky 
brunette.  The idea disturbed the hell out of her, but 
it made her excitement that much more intense.

But she had started much too late to get the full 
benefits.  Jamie and his girl had a big headstart on 
Anna.  She saw the girl's face contort in the onrush of 
orgasm, and a moment later, Jamie arched his back and 
rammed his tool into her, straight to the balls.  Anna 
had gotten enough men off, in her forty-five years, to 
know how a man's face looked when his cock was 
squirting hot peter-milk, and she knew damn well that 
her grandson was splashing the brunette's cunt with his 
load.

She frigged her clit again, but she knew that she was 
at least five minutes' foreplay from an orgasm of her 
own.  Goddamn it! Goddamn it to hell!!!

Jamie's cock emerged from the girl, dripping semen.  
She rolled over, and he fell atop her, their tanned 
bodies entwining, the sun turning their bronze skin to 
gold.

Reluctantly, Anna stood up.  She zipped up her pants, 
buttoned her shirt.  The best thing now was to go back 
to the car and beep the horn two or three times.  That 
would give Jamie and his friend enough time to get into 
their swimsuits before Grandma appeared on the scene.  
It would preserve the proprieties.

But all the way back to the MG, Anna found herself 
reliving what she had seen through the window.  Her 
thoughts were highly disturbing, to say the least, and 
she felt the most ominous foreboding in her bones.  She 
was positive that the entire fabric of her life was 
about to make a dramatic change.


CHAPTER 2

Kimmy was still getting her little tits under cover 
when Anna made her pre-announced entry.  Anna just 
smiled.  When she was young, she'd have been a bit 
flustered at almost getting caught in the act.  

Kimmy's blush was cute, anyway.  She kept her eyes 
downcast but when she glanced up at her boyfriend's 
granny, there was something in those eyes that almost 
took Anna's breath away.  Jesus, she thought, that 
brought back a memory...  But she shrugged it off and 
began talking to the birthday boy as if she had not 
seen any of what he'd been doing to his cute little 
twinkie.

Kimmy didn't stay long, and Anna wasn't sorry to see 
her go.  Days like this really belonged to the family,  
didn't they?  Girlfriends came and went, but family was 
forever.  And she'd saved Jamie's big surprise until 
she was alone with her grandson.

"For you, kid," she said, reaching into her purse.  "If 
you don't mind Granny's hand-me-downs, that is."

His eyes bugged out.  She'd just handed him the pink 
slip to her red MG, signed over to Jamie Dolan.  "You 
mean, it's mine?" he said, his voice filled with awe.  
"Your car???"

"Your car now," Anna smiled, stroking his arm.  She'd 
never noticed the firmness of his flesh before, the 
ripple of his muscle tone beneath sliding fingers.  His 
skin was warm.  Her fingertips seemed to melt a little 
where they touched it, gluing her to Jamie.

"God, Gran," Jamie exhaled, "that is the greatest 
present I've _ever_ gotten..."

Anna laughed aloud.  "Better than the one little 
what's-her-name was giving you just before I came out?"

Now his eyes were enormous.  "You saw that?"

Anna gave him a poke in the ribs.  "What's to see, 
kid?" she asked, trying to make her voice light and 
airy.  "You were just getting your rocks off.  Totally 
natural, right?  Hey, you're old enough and big 
enough."  Jesus, she thought, was he ever big enough!  
She had a sudden memory-flash of his stiff dick, 
thrusting out eight or nine inches from his groin, its 
snout uplifted like the nose of a bloodhound on the 
trail of a killer.  And she had a memory-flash of 
Kimmy's face as that big rod banged its way into her 
tight teen pussy.

She glanced down at Jamie's crotch.  Those trunks fit 
him like second skin.  The shape of his slumbering cock 
and balls stood out in vivid relief, hugged by the taut 
fabric.  She wondered if the sudden turn of 
conversation had caused the blood to start pounding 
inside her grandson's cock.  She was sure she could see 
it twitching within its clutching nylon concealment.

"God, what a hot day," Anna said, abruptly changing the 
subject.  "If you wanna take the MG for a spin, why 
don't you?  Me, I think I'm gonna dip my tired old body 
in the pool and mellow down.  My suit should still be 
in the cabana, shouldn't it, Jamie?"

She was very conscious of her walk as she went past 
him, and somehow she knew that his eyes were upon her.  
He hadn't said a word since she'd dropped the bombshell 
about seeing him with Kimmy, and he was just standing 
there, with the car keys in one hand and the pink slip 
in the other.

Anna went into the cabana, pulling the door shut behind 
her.  But it didn't latch, and she heard the soft 
telltale creaking as the door swung itself ajar.  She 
had her back to the doorway.  She knew that she was 
visible to her grandson.  A breath caught in her 
throat.  Anna felt as if she were going to choke.  She 
didn't.  She began to unbutton her blouse.

She wore nothing under the blouse.  Her tits were 
large, but not at all saggy, and she liked the freedom.  
She took the blouse off, then undid her slacks, 
wiggling so that they trickled down her legs.  

For a moment she stood in her panties, wondering if 
Jamie was still watching her through the half-open 
door.  She wasn't sure if she wanted him to be there, 
or if she was hoping that he had gone out to test-drive 
his new MG.  She hooked her thumbs in the elastic 
waistband of her panties and pulled them down, slowly, 
holding her breath.  

As she stepped out of them, totally naked now, she 
began a slow turn.

The sun hit her in the eyes, and she was blind for a 
moment, but she blinked hard, and then she saw him.  
Jamie.  He'd followed her to the cabana and he had one 
hand upon the door.

"I, uh, I was gonna close the door, Gran," he said 
breathlessly, but he could only lie with his lips.  His 
eyes told the truth.  They were goggles of excitement, 
staring up and down at his grandmother's naked body.  
Anna put her hands on her hips and stood there, 
offering him a look at all she had.

"Jesus," Jamie whispered.  His gran didn't look like a 
gran.

She was moderately tall, about five-seven in her bare 
feet.  Her skin was taut and tanned.  No wrinkles, just 
a few laugh lines around her naturally pink lips and 
her watery blue eyes.  Her hair was long and slightly 
fluffy, with a few faint streaks of gray showing amid 
the off-blonde strands.  He'd always thought his Gran 
was pretty, but seeing her like this, he couldn't call 
her anything but _beautiful_.

His eyes glanced downward, again, to her tits.  While 
playing with Kimmy's cute little cupcakes, he'd 
fantasized about what it would be like to bury his face 
between a pair of tit-mountains.  Well, he was looking 
at a pair of them right fucking now!

Anna's jugs were full and fleshy.  The contrast between 
her tanned shoulders and her pale boob-ends was 
eye-catching.  Her nipples were enormous circles of 
almost pure pink, with delicate blue veins flowing 
round them like creeks in a bayou.  

The teats were fat and mouth-watering, not like the 
delicate little brown points of Kimmy's boobs.  Gran's 
tits were made for _sucking_, man!  Jamie's mouth 
watered, the drool flowing sloppily from the corners of 
his lips and down his chin.

Her body was bigger than he was used to seeing at the 
beach, but it wasn't fat.  Her waist was so narrow he 
could almost have encircled it with his fingers, where 
it tapered inward from the fullness of her tits.  
Below, it swelled into rounded, smooth-looking haunches 
and thighs.  And between the upper thighs was a full, 
fluffy patch of pussy hair.  Even without touching it, 
Jamie knew that his gran's cunt fuzz would feel like 
fine silk on his fingers.

"Well," Anna said, "I guess there's not much point in 
me putting a suit on, is there, kid?  You've seen 
everything I have.  I might as well go in bare-ass."

Jamie couldn't speak.  He just stood there, hanging 
onto the door, as his gran brushed past him.  Her thigh 
scraped delicately against his, and he didn't have to 
look downward to know that his cock was standing at 
full attention, poking out the front of his trunks.  
Holy Christ, the boy thought, I just got a hard-on for 
my goddamn grandmother!!!

He wasn't the only one who had noticed.

Anna felt the boniness of her grandson's erection as 
she eased past him.  Her head was swimming.  What in 
the name of God had gotten into her, anyway?  She 
hadn't been this excited in -- how long?  Thirty-odd 
years, for Christ's sake!  Her cunt felt as if it had 
been set afire, and as she walked toward the pool, 
juice was running down the insides of her legs.  She 
needed to get into the water just to fucking cool down!

She stood on the edge of the pool, turning to Jamie.  
"You'd better take those trunks off," she told him.  
"You're liable to break that thing off inside them."  
He blushed furiously, as he probably should have done, 
but he was yanking his pants down.  Anna gasped at the 
sight of his rod springing out.  It pointed toward her 
and the big red knob seemed to be slobbering "I want 
you, Gran!"

She dove into the pool, submerging.  The water did 
nothing to cool the fever racing through her blood.  
When she came up for air, she saw that Jamie was in the 
water with her.  Anna swam toward him.  He backed up 
against the wall, at the shallow end, and she joined 
him there.  

Her tits floated atop the water, the nipples 
pebble-hard, their tips as fat as the ends of her 
middle fingers.  She saw that he was staring, and she 
smiled.  Through the clear rippling water, she could 
see that her grandson was still wearing the erection 
he'd had at the cabana.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked Jamie.  "Not bad 
for forty-five, huh, kid?"

He nodded in agreement.  In for a penny, in for a 
pound, Anna thought.  "Well, you've had your eyes on 
them, so you might as well see if they live up to your 
fantasies."  She took Jamie's hands and put them atop 
her tits.

And while he was fondling her boobs, his fingers 
exploring their lush round curves, the randy erection 
of her nipples, Anna took the bull by the horn.  She 
reached beneath the surface of the water and eased her 
fist around her grandson's stiff cock.

"Gran!" Jamie sighed in shock, but he didn't let go of 
her tits.  As she began to stroke him, his body swayed 
in a dreamy rhythm and his fingers got tighter around 
her hard nipples.

"So you fucked that skinny little girl, did you, 
Jamie?" Anna whispered, easing closer to her grandson.  
"I saw her moaning and crying and coming while you used 
this big mean rod on her.  Oh, it is a big one, too, 
honey -- one of the biggest I've ever had my hands on, 
and I've fingered more cocks than you might think.  
Have you fucked a lot of girls?"

"Not a _lot_," Jamie confessed.  "But I like to do it."

"I bet you do," Anna agreed, and with that she shoved 
him up against the side of the pool, pressing her body 
onto his.  He was trapped now.  She enfolded him with 
her legs and she ground her tits into his chest.  Her 
hands moved from his cock up to his shoulders.  

"Birthday kiss from Granny, hon," she whispered, just 
before she blistered his lips with her mouth.

Now, though, it was Anna's turn to be surprised.  Jamie 
responded to the hot thrust of her tongue into his 
mouth.  He fucked back at her with his own tongue, and 
his drool flooded his grandmother's orality.  His hands 
encircled her, and he cupped the full, firm rondure of 
her buttocks.  He began to bump-and-grind her, there in 
the water, pushing his cock provocatively against 
Anna's churning cunt.  She squeezed back with her 
thighs around his, and the water roiled where they 
stood.

"How about a birthday fuck from Granny?" Jamie asked 
suddenly, his lips nibbling at Anna's.  She drew her 
head back.  "Come on, Gran," the boy added, leaning 
down to bite the exposed point of a juicy hard nipple.  
"Isn't that what _you_ want?"

"Let's get out of the water and find out," Anna 
countered, relaxing her thigh grip on Jamie.  She 
climbed out of the pool, very conscious that he was 
staring up into her crotch, that he could see every 
inch of her long pink gash, the coral-red flesh that 
glistened wetly between her hot, itching labes.  

The blanket on which he'd fucked Kimmy was still there, 
and Anna mounted it.  She was propped up on her elbows.  
Her knees were raised, and her cunt was open to her 
grandson's view.  "Well?" she challenged.

Jamie came out of the pool, preceded a good eight 
inches by his cock.  The sight of her slim, well-built 
grandson, sporting such a tremendous, mouthwatering 
boner, made Anna's heart pump rapidly.  If she hadn't 
been in tiptop shape, she'd have been positive she was 
on the verge of a coronary.  But it was just the 
excitement.  Jamie came to the blanket and she pulled 
the boy down to her side.

"You must think I'm a crazy slut," Anna purred, 
stroking his chest and abdomen, her fingers moving down 
to capture his prick once more.  She pulled it as if 
she were milking a cow, and Jamie moaned responsively.  
"We shouldn't be doing this, honey.  But I don't think 
I can stop now.  Do you???"

He didn't answer verbally.  He slipped his hand between 
her legs and cupped a fistful of his grandmother's 
pussy.  Jesus, it didn't _feel_ like a granny-cunt!  It 
felt like the hottest, horniest piece of snatch he'd 
ever had his fingers on!  She was wet all over, from 
the pool, but as his hand explored her gash, the steamy 
crack, he knew that she would be just as wet if they 
were doing it in the desert near Bakersfield.

His finger poked into her hole.  The muscular response 
of her cunt astonished him.  The thing was alive!!!  As 
soon as his finger penetrated, his granny's cunt began 
to suck and throb and pulsate, drawing him in and out 
of her with a will of its own.  Jamie could only shiver 
and hang in, while her juices bathed his middle finger 
in sticky delight.

He leered at the rolling hillocks of her tits.  His 
fantasy was about to come true.  Jamie thrust his face 
into the cleavage between them.  He could taste 
chlorine on Gran's skin, but he could also taste sweat.  
"Ohhhh," she purred, mashing her boobs together around 
his face.  Her body heat enfolded him, and her pussy 
began to work double-time around his thrusting finger.

Anna sat up, drawing Jamie with her.  She wrapped her 
arms around his neck and kissed the fuck out of him.  
Her tongue pronged his mouth, and those swollen fat 
nipples were like fire touching his chest.  He was 
still jammed up her cunt, to the base of his finger, 
and her cunt was still sucking with more intensity than 
any girl's mouth had ever shown on Jamie's cock.

"I want it," Anna said breathlessly.  "I don't know 
why, but I want it!  Are you gonna give it to me, 
honey?  Are you gonna fuck your old Granny?"

"Shit, no!" Jamie smirked.  "I'm gonna fuck the 
juiciest piece of ass in the Southland!"

His finger emerged from her, and he sniffed it, his 
mind reeling as he got the scent of his granny's 
aroused twat.  It was a hot, funky smell.  He licked 
her juices from his middle finger, and then he was 
moving downward, into the space between her legs.  
"Spread 'em, Gran," Jamie demanded.  "Get that thing 
wide open!"

He peeled her labes apart.  They were long and 
wrinkly-looking, and his tongue itched to lap their 
furry delights.  Gran began to squirm and moan and 
juice almost as soon as his tongue touched her cunt.  
Jamie had one hand on her pussy, the other on his cock.  
He stroked himself furiously, feeling a dribble of cum 
squirt through his fingers.  Plenty more where that 
came from!

Her clit was as big as her nipples.  Jamie looked on in 
awe as Gran pulled up on her flaps and her nubby 
clitoris poked up and out.  He kissed it, and he felt 
her vibrate.  He sucked it, and he heard her moan.  He 
lapped it with a whiplike tongue, and his finger, 
tickling her pussy mouth, was bathed in a sudden 
exudation of steamy, sticky cumjuice.

She held her hole wide open, and Jamie fucked it with 
his frisky tongue.  She was a lot quicker to respond 
than Kimmy, and he decided, chin deep in his 
grandmother's twat, that he liked the taste of Anna's 
pussy a little better than he did Kimmy's.  Kimmy 
always tasted of douche and deodorant.  Gran's cunt was 
ripe and raw and randy.  The more her grandson sucked 
it, the more of it he wanted.

Anna sat up, panting, her tits heaving tumultuously.  
"You rotten little bastard," she grinned.  "I think I 
wanna fuck you!  Oh, Christ, Jamie, I haven't been this 
turned on since the first time I screwed your 
grandfather!"

"And who was that?" Jamie asked, poking a finger deep 
into Anna's hole.  He ground his knuckles against her 
pussy mouth and clit, and she squirmed in eager, 
wet-twatted response.  "Nobody has ever told me.  But, 
hell, I don't even know who my _father_ is, so I don't 
suppose it matters a goddamn bit.  Guess I'm just an 
all-around bastard."

"No," Anna agreed, "it doesn't matter.  You'll probably 
never meet either of them.  Now get your dick up here 
where I can lick it.  You may think you've had your 
cock sucked, kid, but your granny knows a few tricks 
that your young girl friends haven't been alive long 
enough to pick up on.  And show me what a _horny_ 
little bastard you are ...  "


CHAPTER 3

She took his cock in both hands, stroking it up and 
down.  A lot like Kimmy.  She breathed moistly over his 
flesh.  A lot like Kimmy.  She looked up at Jamie with 
eyes that sparkled in delicious anticipation.  Sorta 
like Kimmy.  

And then she fed him into her mouth, gulping his rod 
straight down her throat until her lips were kissing 
his balls and his knob was somewhere in the 
neighborhood of her heart.  Not at _all_ like Kimmy!

Gran sucked dick like she loved it.  This wasn't a 
treat she was giving him for his birthday.  The bitch 
truly relished the taste of a throbbing peter along her 
tongue!

Her saliva washed him cleaner than he'd ever gotten in 
a bath, and she made hoarse humming sounds as she 
gulped him to the nuts, again and again.  Her teeth 
scraped lusciously along his shaft, stimulating Jamie 
to a point he found almost unendurable.  

Jesus, Jamie thought, his cock was shoved to the gills 
inside the hottest mouth in southern California!  And 
he'd never thought about her as a woman because she was 
his goddamn granny!  He didn't give a shit about the 
MG.  Gran was giving him the sweetest, hottest, 
nastiest birthday present any teenage boy in the 
Greater LA area had ever received!

Her mouth ravished his cock, her hands fondling his 
ass, his balls.  Jesus, she knew _everything_ that made 
a guy feel good! Jamie held her head in a loving grasp, 
moaning while she flogged him with her wicked tongue.  
His knob pounded deeper and deeper into his Gran's 
mouth, and she just smiled and kept on sucking.

She raised her head, panting for breath.  "I'm not as 
young as I used to be, honey," she smiled at Jamie.  "I 
used to be a lot better than I am now, but I'm a little 
out of practice."

"Shit, Gran," he husked, "you're doing just fine!"  He 
rubbed his rod all over her face.  She was sweating and 
moaning a little herself.

Anna lifted herself upward, taking hold of Jamie's 
tool.  She moved the lengthy shaft into the deep valley 
between her jugs and mashed the fleshy mounds together 
around her grandson's prick.  

"Oh, that looks so good, fucking my titties," she 
whispered, licking at the knob as it pushed insistently 
toward her puckered lips.  

She sip-sucked at it, enfolding Jamie within the heat 
of her boobs.  The boy began to pump frantically, his 
nuts engorged with a load of jizz that was already 
boiling the hair off his genitals.

"I may slime you, Gran," he warned her, his voice 
getting tight as his body filled with sex-tension.  His 
fingers were on her bloated nipples.  The swollen caps 
were, he thought madly, almost as big as Kimmy's entire 
cupcake titties.  He squeezed and stretched them, 
feeling the marvelous resilience of his grandmother's 
nipple-flesh.  

Jesus, he thought, these were the same tits his mom had 
sucked for sustenance as a baby.  And now he'd not only 
had them in his own mouth, tasting the sweat and the 
flesh and the fever -- he was ramming his dick between 
them, straight into Gran's face, on the teetering verge 
of splashing her with a load of blistering cum!

She sipped and bit at the end of his prick as it thrust 
repeatedly into her face.  Her mouth was wet and 
velvety, enfolding his hot swollen knob.  Her tongue 
was frisky and imaginative.  

No girl had ever sucked his cock the way Gran was 
sucking it.  Jesus, he thought, I've wasted my life 
screwing around with girls!  I shoulda got myself a 
_woman_!!!

He was damn sure he had one now.  He saw the beatific 
sweetness of his grandmother's face as she stole casual 
slurps from his thrusting cock.  She was beautiful, 
man!  Younger, prettier than Joan Collins, for damn 
sure, and the best was, he was fucking her!

Gran untitted his cock and fed the entire length 
straight into her mouth.  Jamie had heard of cock 
swallowing, but he'd never expected to experience it.  
His prick filled his grandmother's throat.  She 
gurgled, stuffed full of him, but oh, Christ, she kept 
on sucking!

She worked his meat with both hands.  "So big," she 
purred between gulps.  "I used to change your diapers, 
but you never had anything like this back then, kid!"  
And then she took him home again, sucking even harder.  

His body was in a turmoil.  Even though he'd just 
finished fucking Kimmy, twice, he knew his balls were 
refilled, with a cumload that would explode like a SAM.  
But then, he was young and full of piss and vinegar.  
He could get hard every time the wind shifted, and he 
could drown a bumblebee with the spurting eruption of 
his sperm.  Anybody who couldn't spring a cupful of 
jizz for a blowjob like the one Gran was giving him was 
ready for the goddamn boneyard.

"Mmmm, Gran, blow me," he panted, shoving her full and 
fuller of his hard meat.  Anna sucked just as 
furiously, gulping at the stabbing rod and pulling it 
so far into her throat she could almost have taken his 
balls inside her mouth as well.

Panting, she released him again, sucking air into her 
lungs.  Her lips kissed up and down his shaft until she 
was at his balls.  She opened wide and sucked them 
inside her lips, squeezing like a vise.  Her fingers 
stroked the length of her grandson's sizable prick.  

Jesus Christ, she thought, at least he'd inherited 
_something_ from the dude who had knocked up Anna with 
her only daughter.  That man had a dick like a horse, 
and the genes had come straight down to Jamie!  With 
his thick, hard, powerful peter clasped in her hand, 
its cumvein throbbing rhythmical energy, Anna felt the 
way she had the day she'd lost her cherry and gotten 
the seeds of Vicki planted in her cunt.

She nibbled Jamie's bulging cum-tube, her mind already 
tasting the thick hot flavor of his sperm.  No need for 
him to waste it all on that skinny little bitch, right?  
He could save at least a little for his good ol' Gran, 
couldn't he?

Still sucking his balls, she jerked his rod 
frantically.  "Gran!" Jamie gasped.  "Oh, shit, I think 
you're gonna make me --"

Come!!!

Anna felt the liquid begin to squirt, all over her 
fingers as she played with her grandson's dick.  She 
moved her mouth upward, the lips spread and open.  As 
the fountainy cum rolled down his shaft, her mouth and 
tongue were waiting to scoop it up.  Her tongue grew 
thick with the lacing of Jamie's sperm, and she covered 
his still-squirting knob, siphoning the hot seed 
straight from the source.

"Jesus, Gran," the teenager whispered, while Anna 
sucked him dry.  His fingers toyed with her 
dirty-blonde hair.  She hummed delightedly around his 
spasming cock.  Her tongue caressed its mushroom knob 
and the spot just below the tip.  Anna Preston was 
forty-five years old and more than thirty years from 
being a virgin.  She knew goddamn well that a tongue 
applied to that spot would ensure a man stayed _hard_.

Jamie stayed hard.

Anna raised her mouth from his cock.  Her hand stroked 
him, and she leaned back.  Her tits lifted with the 
heaving excitement that rippled through her body.  
"That wasn't all of the present, Jamie," she said in a 
soft voice.  "But it's a lot like the one you got from 
Kimmy.  Would you rather exchange it for something 
else?"

"Fuck no!!!" Jamie shouted, dropping to his knees.  
Truth was, he was so wobbly he couldn't have stood 
upright for another thirty seconds in any case.  Gran 
had sucked the stuffing out of him.  But his tool was 
still throbbing hard, and now, kneeling beside her, 
kissing her cum-wet lips, he was very much aware that 
he didn't feel nearly so dizzy in this position.  

"I'm a woman," said Anna, "who's always enjoyed sex.  
I'm not ashamed of that.  I haven't had any in quite a 
while.  Watching you with that skinny little slut 
reminded me of _how_ long it's been.  Jamie, honey, I 
had an orgasm or two while I was sucking you off.  If 
you think I'm taking advantage of you, or something 
like that -- if you think I'm exploiting you -- we can 
stop right now and never talk about this again.  On the 
other hand..."

"On the other hand," Jamie repeated, sliding his thigh 
between Anna's legs, "on the other hand, I think I 
wanna fuck you raw, Gran!"

"You horny little bastard," Anna grinned.  "Why don't 
you just give it a try?"

***

He was atop her, his Gran's thighs spread wide to allow 
his body in between them.  He didn't know whether it 
was more fun to kiss her mouth or her big soft spongy 
tits.  She knew things about kissing that his 
highschool girlfriends had never dreamed of.  Every 
time she sucked his tongue, his cock got an inch 
longer.  If she kept it up, he'd be able to fuck her 
even if she was in Barstow.

His dick was wedged between their bodies.  Gran seemed 
to enjoy the feel of it rubbing her belly.  Jamie was 
pretty sure he'd enjoy rubbing it somewhere else.  He 
lifted himself upward and angled his cock down toward 
the patch of dark-gold fur between her sweaty thighs.  

He was already aware that her pussy hair was fine and 
silky.  He was equally aware that the gash amid the 
curls was deep-cut, with large, responsive labes and a 
big, excitable clitoris.  He'd had his tongue on her, 
in her.  He'd tasted the juicy sweetness of her pussy 
in heat.  Now he was ready to fuck his grandmother.

Jesus! he thought.  The very idea was grotesque, if you 
thought about it rationally.  He was fucking the same 
goddamn hole down which his mother had crawled into the 
world.  If it wasn't for the pussy that his fingers 
caressed and spread and teased and explored, _he_ 
wouldn't even be here to be doing it.  

But her cunt was wet and hot, and tighter than he'd 
have suspected, and it swallowed his probing fingers 
like a gulping mouth -- like _Gran's_ gulping mouth had 
eaten his swollen dick -- and Jamie knew he was gonna 
fuck her.  Yeah.  He was gonna fuck her.

Gran stared downward, sighting between her big jiggly 
tits, watching as her grandson lined up his cockknob 
and her pussy slice.  Jamie rubbed her gash with his 
rod.  He felt the bloated tip of her clit, pumping back 
at him, and he felt her shiver and tremble beneath him.  
"You horny little fuck," Anna said.  "Stick that 
goddamn thing in me!"

She had her gash split wide open, and Jamie thought, 
what the hell?  He eased his knob into her hole and he 
shoved.

Anna arched upward, moaning as her cunt filled with her 
grandson's lust-fattened rod.  "Ohhhhhhh..." she 
gasped, lifting her knees and deepening her pussy to 
his thrusts.  Her hands were on his shoulders and her 
cunt swallowed the determination of his prick.  

She was like melted butter, soft and squishy, on his 
tool.  Jamie pushed until he'd hit the bottom of her 
uplifted cunt.  His knob bumped her cervix.  

Her thighs locked around him, and her pussy began to 
suck and squeeze.  It was even more erotic than the way 
her mouth and throat had engulfed him.  Jamie panted, 
braced on hands and knees.  He didn't have to fuck 
Gran.  She was fucking him!

And she was one hell of a fuck, too!  She'd learned a 
lot in her forty-five years, and she demonstrated it to 
her grandson in spades.

Jamie got the rhythm and he began to pound her, but it 
was still mostly a case of keeping his cock hard and 
hanging on.  All the same, he got his tool wet inside 
her, and he rammed as fast, as deep, as he could get.  
The squeals and sighs and moans that oozed from his 
Gran's lips told him he was doing just fine.  He 
lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her hard, fucking 
her mouth with his tongue while he fucked her cunt with 
his bloated cock.  

He couldn't believe that he had only just finished 
balling Kimmy.  He was as excited as if he'd not dipped 
his wick in a month.  Fucking was finally, for the 
first time in his goddamn life, _all_ it was cracked up 
to be.

But, shit!  Mom would be home before much longer, and 
if he'd worried about getting caught with his prick 
shoved up Kimmy, he knew he would be in _truly_ deep 
shit if Mom walked in and caught him fucking Gran.  He 
knew he had to hurry.

Anyway, Gran was obviously on the verge of orgasm.  
Jamie had fucked enough girls to know how one looked 
when she was about to blow her nuts, and his Gran bore 
the unmistakable signs.  Her eyes were rolling over and 
over in their sockets and her mouth was wide open, her 
tongue flapping like a goose's ass in the oval gap.  

Jamie grinned.  Yeah, he thought, you've got the stuff, 
kid!  He shoved his prick into his grandmother, fucking 
harder, fucking faster, fucking deeper.  Her body 
jiggled and shook with each thrust, and her cunt sucked 
wilder and tighter around his bloated dick.

"Make me come, you fucker!" Gran gasped.  "Make your 
Granny squirt!!!"

And then she was coming, her pussy a fucking volcano 
that erupted the length of Jamie's dong.  Her groin 
banged hard against his, lunging upward, again and 
again, while her orgasm engulfed her grandson's peter.  
Jamie closed his eyes and fucked, but he knew that it 
was only a question of how many beats of his heart 
before he flooded Gran's snatch with the blistering 
slime of his lust.

His dick nudged fiercely into her churning cunt, 
banging repeatedly against the tip of her womb.  He 
hoped to hell he didn't knock her up, but he knew he 
was gonna blast, and -- oh, holy fucking Jesus!!!!  His 
balls went nova, and his cock sprayed his Gran's uterus 
with a sticky river of scum.

"I think," Anna said, hugging him tightly, "that if 
your mom asks you about birthday presents, you should 
just tell her about the car and not mention the rest of 
it."

"Car?" Jamie replied, his lips fluttering against one 
of Gran's nipples.  "Christ, I forgot all about the 
fucking car!"


CHAPTER 4

"Jesus," husked Vicki Preston Dolan Sandusky Miller 
Harvey, "it tastes as fucking good as it did when I was 
fourteen!"  Her tongue sloshed wetly, eagerly, up and 
down the long throbbing shaft of Lee's hardened prick.  
She knew she was giving him a sloppy blowjob, but she 
knew most guys _loved_ a sloppy blowjob.

She fed his mushrooming knob into her mouth and sucked 
it, with lots of tongue, lots of spit, a little bit of 
teeth.  Her head rocked and twisted as she drew him in 
and out, and she made throaty humming sounds.  She 
didn't take him deeply, but she worked him fast and 
energetically, and he just got bigger and bigger.

"You were my very first, you know that?  You stole my 
cherry when I was just a sweet young slip of a girl," 
she panted, looking up at him.  Her eyes sparkled.  So 
did her chin, as saliva ran down from her mouth.  She 
licked herself semi-dry, then used her tongue on the 
underside of Lee's upright rod.  

She hadn't seen him in years.  He still looked great, 
though.  His hair was graying at the temples, and there 
were some lines in his face he hadn't had back then, 
but on Lee it all looked fantastic.  His body was in 
terrific shape.

So was his dick.  It was big and hard and thick, 
jutting upward imperiously from his cockhairs.  The 
majestic balls swung beneath his uplifted rod, and 
Vicki brushed them again and again with her equally 
uplifted nipples.  

Her hands were everywhere on Lee.  Feeling his naked 
body, here in the secluded backyard, beneath a golden 
sun, she felt like a teenager just discovering the joy 
of sex.  All over again.

She stroked his chest while she licked his peter.  His 
flesh was firm and taut, his nipples almost as hard as 
her own.  She squeezed one, her lips recapturing the 
end of his swollen dick.

"Your first?" he said, shaking his head.  "You coulda 
fooled me, Vicki!  You fucked like a champion."

She smirked lewdly.  "I knew you'd never ball me if you 
thought I was some innocent little virgin.  So I came 
on like a slut from outer space.  And I never regretted 
it for a moment.  Except for the fact that we never got 
to do it anymore because you moved away."  

Well, she thought, maybe she had had _some_ regrets...  
But they hadn't lasted long.

Vicki stood up, straddling Lee as he sprawled on the 
lounge chair.  She was showing off her body, and she 
had plenty to show off.  Her tits were round, with 
nipples that stuck out vividly, and the boobs bounced 
lusciously as she wiggled.  She knew she looked good 
naked, even if she was a couple of pounds over runway 
model skinniness, but nobody had ever complained about 
the swelling grandeur of her hips and ass, or the full, 
round allure of her tits.  No silicone here, baby, they 
were just what God had given to Vicki, with a truly 
generous hand.

She stroked them with her hands, saliva drooling down 
her chin.  As he watched, she cupped one boob and 
lifted it to her mouth, tongue lashing at the rigid 
nipple.  It stiffened against her tongue and she 
slopped it with her moist lips, saliva dripping onto 
the erect reddish-colored teat.  

"It would be nicer if you did that, Lee," she purred, 
taking his hand and guiding it up to her tit.  She 
heard him sigh as he fondled the spongy resilience of 
her breast.  When his palm grazed her hard hot nip, she 
knew she had him by the balls.

Vicki eased downward, squatting atop his crotch.  His 
prick was bone-hard beneath her, and she squirmed 
around.  The stiffness massaged her pussy in an 
exciting fashion.  She was slobbering at the cunt, too.  
Christ, she'd been pussy-drooling since the moment he 
walked into the office and they came face to face.  For 
the first time since 19-- she didn't even want to 
remember how long!

He fed on her tits.  "They're bigger now.  And they 
taste better, too."  He chewed the spongy flesh, 
grinding his teeth on her nipples.  It hurt like shit, 
but it also felt so fucking good! Vicki just forced tit 
into Lee's mouth and moaned deliciously.

His hands were on her ass, squeezing, kneading.  She 
wasn't much over thirty, and her buns were still in 
fine shape, even if she was the mother of a teenage 
boy.  She felt like a teenager herself right now, as 
eager, as excited, as horny as she'd been the day she 
finally fulfilled her heart's desire and got Lee 
Rogers' dick jammed into her tight virgin cunt.

Well, not exactly virgin-virgin.  She'd busted her 
cherry with her fingers before attacking him, certain 
that he'd have stopped abruptly if he knew he was 
getting a maidenhead.  She didn't want to scare him off 
with blood.  What she wanted was a ride on his big pogo 
stick.  And she got it.  Damn, did he _ever_ give it to 
her!  If he wanted the proof, she could damn well show 
him proof, too!

And now, years later, she wanted it all over again.  
Jesus, she remembered how crazy she'd been about him 
when she was a teenager.  He lived down the block, and 
he was married, but she wanted him.  He was her mom's 
age, for Chrissake, but he was Robert Redford and Jack 
Nicholson and Mick Jagger all rolled up into one, and 
she'd had wet dreams about him for a long time before 
she finally decided to get Lee.

Her cunt slithering atop his rigid cock, she wanted him 
again.  Right fucking now, goddamn it!  And there was 
no question that he wanted her, too.  She didn't have 
to tease him, tempt him, the way she'd done before.  
She was all grown-up, her cunt dripping juices onto his 
stiff prick, her wiry pussyfur tickling and caressing 
him with a sexy impatience.  She was legal now, she was 
free for the taking, and she was ripe and hot atop him.

Even as she sat up, reaching beneath herself to get 
hold of his dick, she wondered if it was too soon to 
share her secret with him.  He had to know sooner or 
later, of course.  And shit, who knew what might come 
of it?  Lee was divorced -- had been for ten years, she 
was almost shocked to learn -- and so was she.  Perhaps 
he might finally make an honest woman of Vicki!

She teased her cunt with the blunt thickness of his 
knob, moaning as she used it to arouse her clit even 
more furiously.  Every time she stroked her button with 
his cock, another trickle of wetness pissed from her 
snatch.  His rod slid along her gash, rubbing Vicki raw 
and juicing her desires to the boiling point.

"I want to fuck you," she told him.  "I _really_ want 
to fuck you..."

"That makes it unamimous," husked Lee, his fists full 
of her jiggling jugs.  His groin writhed spasmodically, 
twitching and thrusting as she continued to handle his 
dick.  "Put it in your fucking pussy," he said 
hoarsely.  "Put it in your motherfucking pussyyyy..."

Guided by her eager fingers, his knob split her gash 
lips, and then he thrust, taking over the job.  Vicki 
let go of his peter and clutched her tits, shivering as 
his rod banged upward, into her hot wet hole.  

She wasn't as tight as the last time he had fucked her, 
but she was tight enough to make a big cock like Lee's 
feel totally at home, and she squealed as she was 
penetrated, ravished, and then filled with the length 
of his aroused dick.  His knob growled into her lower 
plumbing, and she whooshed out her eagerness.  

"Mmm, God, fuck me, baby..."

She rocked downward, clenching her cunt around him.  
That was a trick she hadn't known as a teenager.  She'd 
cracked a lot of nuts with it in the years since, 
though, and Lee Rogers was no exception at all.  He 
closed his eyes, moaning as her pussy sucked like a 
mouth at his inserted prick.

Vicki couldn't believe the workings of fate.  She 
managed an employment agency, specializing in 
domestics, and Lee had come into the office looking for 
a maid.  Of all the agencies in the city, he had come 
to hers.

Fate _wanted_ her to be atop his dick at this moment.  
Fate had pushed them back together.  And fate was gonna 
make her come like a bitch all over that long hard 
dick!

But they couldn't be all day about it.  Lee had 
mentioned that his teenaged daughter lived with him, 
that she'd be home before much longer.  The girl had a 
date or something, Vicki had understood, and she 
suspected they would be safe enough for a while -- 
teenage girls usually weren't anxious to get home from 
a date -- but she really didn't want to meet Lee's kid 
while she was pussyful of Lee's cock.  And she was 
dying to come, anyway.  The sooner the fucking better!

She rocked up and down, sheathing and unsheathing Lee's 
cock in her hot wet cunt.  It felt better, she was 
sure, than the first time she'd taken him up her pink 
tunnel of joy.  She'd been married four times and she'd 
fucked a lot of men, but there was something truly 
special about the feel of Lee Rogers shoved up her 
pussy once again.  

Men used to say, "Fuck a virgin and she'll love you 
forever," and Vicki suspected there might be a lot of 
truth in it.  He'd been her first, and it was 
fantastic, having him inside her cunt again.  She could 
easily love this feeling, and Lee wasn't so bad either.  
God knew she needed to find herself a good man!  She 
had _such_ a penchant for picking out bums, as her four 
failed marriages proved conclusively.  But something 
told Vicki that she might be on the verge of breaking 
that loser streak, and she fucked him all the more 
excitedly for it.

Vicki exploded atop him.  She'd always been an easy 
come, and this was no exception.  The excitement that 
flooded her body made it impossible for her to resist 
very long, in any case.  Lee pumped her pussy with his 
cock, and she just kept on coming.  

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she gasped, breathlessly, 
leaning down to whip him in the face with her big 
bouncy tits.

The orgasm flooded her pussy and she wrenched his rod 
mercilessly, squeezing and sucking with the 
well-trained muscles of her cunt.  His tool rammed into 
her, fiercely, possessively.  She spread her legs wider 
as she straddled him, eating every accessible inch of 
Lee's prick.  The knob banged her uterus repeatedly, 
and she climaxed again with each renewed thrusting 
stroke.

He hadn't come, and she knew it as well as he.  His 
face was contorted with the lust he felt, and she found 
his facial expression incredibly arousing to see.  
Bending lower, she kissed his quivering lips, fucking 
her tongue into his mouth while her orgasm heightened 
and swelled around his stabbing cock.

She slid off him, not saying a word, and she reversed 
herself, shoving her cunt into his face while she 
captured his peter in her hungry mouth.  Vicki gulped 
and swallowed, eating Lee's dick with a passion that 
almost scared her.  After all those husbands, all those 
men, she was going mad on the dick that had first 
penetrated her teenage cunt, all those years ago.

Lee's eyes opened, and she saw in them, suddenly, the 
eyes of her son Jamie.  No wonder, when you thought 
about it.  The image thrilled Vicki anew, and she 
swooped her hot wet lips up and down the length of his 
prick, gulping him into her depths with an almost 
vicious insistence.

She could taste the jizz, leaking out of his cock 
already, but it only made her that much more lustful 
and passionate.  It was like having a chance to live 
your whole fucking life over again, and this time to 
get it _right_.  The taste of Lee's sperm, oozing from 
his cock, burned on Vicki's tongue, and she swallowed 
him with a fury, aching to feel his hot load blasting 
down her throat.

He sucked her pussy with the same fever, lapping her 
wet, cum-soaked trench with his flailing tongue.  Her 
clit was hard and horny, and he whipped it savagely, 
until Vicki came again, all over his sucking mouth.  
She drowned Lee with her pussy and he drank every drop 
she squished onto his tongue.  

Her mouth was crammed full with his bloated cock.  He 
was definitely bigger than when she was a teenager and 
he was the guy down the street from her grandparents' 
house.  And she'd been around enough rods to be very 
much aware of relative size.  This cock was a champion.  
Vicki really liked that.  

Her tongue sloshed along his rod, tickling the 
sensitive rim of his knob.  Most guys would have 
already flooded her mouth with a pissing stream of 
semen.  Lee was holding back, saving his load.  Vicki 
sucked harder, that much more anxious to feel him erupt 
inside her mouth.

"You're killing me, you nasty cunt," she heard him 
groan.  "You're gonna fuckin' fuck me to death..."  

Not nearly the first time a man had said that to Vicki.  
If there was anything she liked more than the Mercedes 
she drove, it was sex.  She never got enough.  But the 
excitement that rumbled through her orgasmic body was 
about to put her into fucking coma-land!  

Vicki's slobber coated his shaft.  She was about to 
strangle on her own drool.  He had a finger up her 
pussy now, fucking her while he sucked on her clit.  As 
the finger got wetter and wetter inside her cunt, he 
withdrew it and pushed it into the hollow of her 
asshole.

"You didn't forget," she panted.  "You didn't forget at 
all..."

She squealed as he pronged his finger up her butt.  She 
was tight back there.  She hadn't had a lot of 
practise, getting it up the ass, but with his finger 
inside her, she was loosening up fast.

He pushed deep, burying his finger inside her.  His 
lips were glued to her swollen clit.  Her mouth was 
full of his enraged prick.  Just another perfect day in 
southern California, Vicki thought.

His finger rammed hard, in and out of her asshole.  She 
rocked and squawled with each thrust, but she kept 
banging her rear end back to meet his finger and suck 
it home.  He was eating her clit raw, and her snatch 
was as juicy as a fresh-sliced grapefruit.  He burrowed 
her cunt open with his mouth and chin and started 
sucking the juice out of Vicki's overproductive hole.

She felt so fucking good she _knew_ she had to tell 
him, spill the entirety of the secret she'd kept for 
sixteen years.  Well, she'd have told him at the time, 
of course, but he had moved away, to the other end of 
the continent, before she realized that she had missed 
her last two periods.  

What would he think when she told him, when she 
introduced him to Jamie?  Would he see it, _know_ it 
instinctively?   Of course he would.  And then he'd 
look at her and say, "I was such a fool.  We belong 
together, Vicki."

Even in fantasy, the words thrilled her entire mind and 
body.  It was almost as if he didn't even really have 
to say them now.  She'd already heard it coming from 
his soul to hers.

She found herself drifting into a come-soaked fantasy 
of togetherness.  And his finger was buried to the 
bottom knuckle in her shitter, reaming her backdoor 
with a ferocity that matched perfectly the horny, 
oildrill intensity of his cock fucking her sloppy-wet, 
cum-starving mouth.

Vicki screamed as she climaxed.  Her mouth erupted 
around Lee's prick, her tongue whipping him like a 
vibrator stuck on high, and he barrelled his knob all 
the way into her throat.  She gagged, a little, but she 
kept on sucking him, and at the base of her throat she 
suddenly felt the explosive ejaculation of Lee Rogers' 
sperm.  She couldn't taste it, his cock was so deep in 
her mouth, but she could feel the hot slimy stew 
pouring down her esophagus, and she gulped and 
swallowed until he went dry and his cock began to 
shrink.

They lay on the lounge chair, basking in the sun.  She 
snuggled against his chest, his shoulder.  His hands 
cupped, possessively, the sex-tingling globes of her 
tits.

"You're a lot better developed than you were that other 
time," Lee said, toying with a nipple.  "I can hardly 
believe that I fucked you back then.  You were almost 
young enough to be my daughter.  God, what a horndog I 
was in those days!"

"But I wanted you," Vicki whispered.  "You were my 
first crush, and I just had to go for it.  Mmmm, I got 
it, too.  And I just got it again."

Her hand slipped lower, down his abdomen, into the 
upper edge of his cockhairs.  She found the base of his 
prick, locked a finger around it, and began to squeeze 
rhythmically.  He was starting to get hard.  She was 
sure of it.  Her hand enfolded him, and she bathed his 
re-erecting cock in the heated desire of her own flesh.

"Shit," Lee said, pushing her hand away.  "That's 
Kimmy's car."

Kimmy? Vicki thought.  Why did that sound familiar?  
But this was California.  There were Kimmys and Kimbers 
sixteen to a block.  Still, something nagged at the 
back of her mind, and she was too fuck-happy to 
remember what it was.

She got up, and into her clothes, as did Lee.  No time 
to put on her undies.  She just stuffed them into her 
purse, and she was in the process of smoothing her 
slightly wrinkled dress when the back door opened.  A 
slim, tanned teenage girl stood in the doorway.  Vicki 
took one look at her and remembered what she had been 
trying to dredge out of her mind's cubbyholes.

"Oh, Mrs Harvey," the girl said, smiling.  She was in a 
bikini, with an open terrycloth jacket over it.  Her 
figure was petite and perfect, and she glowed with 
youthful healthiness and energy.  "I was just over at 
your house," Kimmy went on.  "Jamie and I had a nice 
swim, and then his grandmother stopped by."

She came down into the yard and kissed her father on 
the cheek.  Her eyebrows lifted and she gave him a 
rather curious look, as her lips brushed his skin.  
Then she looked at Vicki and there was an equally 
curious sparkle in her brown eyes.  

"I guess you've been helping my dad find us a maid," 
she said.  But there was something in her expression 
that made Vicki shiver.  The girl was sizing her up, 
and she appeared to be reaching the correct 
conclusions.

Vicki couldn't speak at all.  She smiled, putting on a 
front, hoping that it wasn't a transparent one.  

Oh, God, she thought, Kimmy Rogers is _Lee's_
daughter????  And she was dating Vicki's son?  All the 
way to her Mercedes, she had a single thought running 
through her mind:

Jesus Christ, I hope he's not fucking her!  I hope 
he's not fucking his own father's daughter!


CHAPTER 5

"Daddy," Kimmy Rogers said, shaking her finger at Lee.  
"I think you just got through fucking my boyfriend's 
mom!"

"Whatever gives you that idea, honey?" Lee asked 
evenly, his teeth showing between smiling lips.

"Because," his daughter husked, pushing herself up 
against him, "your eyes are guilty and your dick is 
still kinda hard inside your pants.  Don't shit me, 
Dad -- I can feel it!"

And she was feeling it, groping aggressively in her 
father's crotch.  She unzipped his pants and reached 
inside.  "Uh-huh!" she exulted, tugging his cock out 
into the open.  "It's still sticky, too!"

Her fingers worked up and down the shaft.  "It's gonna 
be more than kind of hard if you keep on doing that, 
honey," Lee told the young girl.  "And you know what 
happens when it gets hard."

"Do I ever!" Kimmy giggled, dropping to her knees.  She 
wrapped both hands around the base of her father's cock 
and she started to lick thirstily at the mushrooming 
knob.  As her tongue caressed it, she felt the prick 
heat expanding, the smell of hot cock growing more 
pungent in her nostrils, on the tip of her lapping 
tongue.

She ovaled her lips and sucked him with a steamy-wet 
mouth.  Her tongue rolled around his shaft as her head 
bobbed up and down.  He slid rampantly across her 
tongue, and Kimmy gagged delicately as he went too far 
into her gullet, but only momentarily.  She gulped in 
some air, along with stiffened dick.  

Her hands worked on the rest of his length, sliding the 
outer shell of flesh up and down until his cock was so 
long and hard and taut that there was no outer shell of 
flesh left to play with -- just a rock-solid piece of 
prick-sausage.  "Oh, Daddy," she sighed, "you always 
seem to have just what I want."

"Didn't you fuck that boyfriend of yours?  You said it 
was his birthday and you were gonna ball his brains 
out.  And you still want more?  I've told you a hundred 
times, Kimmy, you're gonna have to find yourself some 
fucking on the side.  I can't keep up with you anymore 
all by myself."

"Sure you can," the girl smirked.  "You're my daddy.  
You can do _anything_."  She took his prick back inside 
her mouth and sucked him harder, gulping more 
frantically.  Her drool ran down the shaft, into the 
hairs at his root.

He fed her on his cock, thinking while she blew him.  
"Your new boyfriend is Vicki's son?" he mused.  "Talk 
about the fickle finger of fate!"

He stroked Kimmy's dark hair.  He hadn't met Kimmy's 
guy, but he was trying to figure out how Vicki could 
possibly have a child who was Kimmy's age.  Jeez, he 
could swear Vicki was not over thirty.  Was Kim dating 
a kid from middle school?

Hmmm.  He'd have to discuss this with her, later.  The 
warm wetness of her mouth enfolded his newly 
rejuvenated prick and he lolled in the excitement of 
her swirling tongue.  Later was the time to talk.  Now 
was the time to fuck his cute daughter's hot mouth.

Kimmy came up for air again, gulping in a breath as she 
rose, stripping off her jacket and bikini as she 
straightened up.  Lee's big hands cupped possessively 
at her small, hard, brown-nippled tits, and she arched 
herself, thrusting them even more willingly into his 
grasp.  She went up onto tiptoes and pressed her mouth 
against his.

Lee's lips parted and his tongue met Kimmy's.  His 
hands moved around to cup her firm little buttocks and 
grind her frisky teen body into his.  The heat of her 
pussy was flush against his bulging, fresh-sucked cock.

"Let's do it in the house, Daddy," Kimmy suggested, her 
lips sliding off his with a squelchy squeak.  She took 
him by the hand, then reconsidered.  She encircled his 
cock with her fingers and pulled him toward the back 
door.

They only made it as far as the kitchen.  Kimmy was too 
excited to wait any longer.  Sure, she'd had a nice 
fuck with Jamie Dolan, but there was something about 
screwing her daddy that freshened her pussy with lust, 
every goddamn time.  She could even taste the funky 
aroma of Jamie's mom's cunt, all over Daddy's cock, and 
that was exciting, too.  She'd never had her father 
immediately after he'd fucked another woman.  

He sat down on a stool at the breakfast bar, his pants 
off and his legs spread.  His prick stood up like a 
flagpole.  Kimmy rubbed her hard-nippled tits all over 
it, kissing the big red knob.  

Guys always wanted her to suck on their dicks, but she 
almost never did it.  Today, with Jamie -- that had 
been his special birthday treat.  She'd probably never 
do it to him again.  But she couldn't look at her 
father's prick without getting a mouthful of saliva, 
and the only thing to do with that saliva was to slop 
it all over Daddy's big sweet peter.

She sucked him voraciously, wolfing his wild cock 
deeper and deeper.  He was almost too big to suck, but 
she couldn't keep from doing it.  It tasted too good to 
resist!  Kimmy moaned around her hot mouthful.  Daddy's 
hands were on her head, stroking and caressing.  She 
could hear his soft murmured "Yes, baby, yes -- suck 
Daddy's dick..."

He was rock-hard already, even though he'd fucked 
Jamie's mom.  When had he ever not been able to get it 
up for Kimmy, though? As young as she was, the girl was 
totally confident in her sexuality.  The proof of her 
sex appeal was throbbing on her tongue right now, 
pissing little drops of precum into her mouth with each 
thirsty squeeze and pull of her moist lips.

"Does she suck you as good as I do, Daddy?" the girl 
asked saucily, licking drool off her lips as she paused 
for a moment in her blowjob.

"You've got the claws out today, don't you, honey?" Lee 
countered.  He put his hands on his daughter's 
smallish, very firm tits, and he squeezed passionately.  
Kimmy rose to her feet, still jerking on her dad's 
cock, and she leaned in for another prick-flavored 
kiss.  

"For your information," he went on, sliding one hand 
down to his daughter's dripping, bikini-waxed cunt, "I 
knew Vicki a long time ago.  Before you were born."  
Not that long, admittedly.  Sally was already pregnant 
with Kimmy when he fucked Vicki, though he hadn't known 
about it till a month later.

"Did you fuck her then?" Kimmy asked.  She straddled 
her father and eased his tool into her juicy little 
snatch.  "God, she couldn't have been any older than I 
am now!  I can hardly believe she's old enough to be 
Jamie's mom, in fact.  And the grandmother looks more 
like Vicki's sister, too."

"What did you say?" Lee murmured, opening his 
daughter's pussy with the swollen majesty of his 
aroused cock.  It thrust up into Kimmy's cunt and the 
girl lifted upward, ready to swoon with pleasure.

"You fuck like God, Daddy," Kimmy husked reverently, 
sliding her pussy back down over the length of his cock 
until she felt the big horny knob bang hard against the 
mouth of her uterus.  She was full of him, and she 
loved it.

Lee was shoved back against the edge of the bar.  The 
sharp corner was a little irritating, but the sweet wet 
heat of Kimmy's cunt enveloping his horny cock was more 
than enough to make up for the momentary discomfort.  
She rocked up and down atop him, sheathing and 
resheathing his rampant prick, leaning forward to press 
her pointy-nippled tits into his face.

He licked them, sucked at them, bit gently into the 
brown teats.  He was thirsty for the taste of her fresh 
teen pussy but first he wanted to fuck a little more 
passion into his daughter's juicy hole.  He wanted her 
cunt _pissing_ cum when he shoved his face into her 
snuglipped crack.

But something she'd said bothered him, though the 
implications were too hazy for him to grasp altogether.  
Oh, yeah.  About Vicki's mother looking more like her 
sister.  Bullshit.  He remembered Vicki's parents very 
clearly.  Mrs Preston had been almost at menopause when 
she had Vicki, he was sure.  She was a rosy-cheeked 
little lady who looked like everyone's ideal granny.  
In fact, he was _positive_ Mr and Mrs Preston were both 
dead, had been for years.  So how had Kimmy met Vicki's 
mother?

"I dunno," Kimmy panted, fucking harder.  She was 
slippery inside.  Lee was well aware that Vicki's son 
had already balled her this afternoon, but these 
weren't exactly sloppy seconds he was getting.  Kimmy 
always needed three or four rounds of sex to get into 
fighting trim, and now, with her daddy's tool jammed up 
her tight teen hole, she was just starting to heat up 
properly.

"I dunno," she repeated, "I just met her for a moment 
or two.  She looks about your age, or maybe she's just 
well-preserved.  Kinda tall, maybe five-seven, with 
blondish hair --  real, not bleach -- and I guess you'd
say she's built.  _Big_ fuckin' tits.  I think her 
name's Anna."

Anna?  Anna?  Lee's jaw dropped.  Vicki was Anna's 
daughter? Jesus H Christ -- but of course!  That was 
back in the 50s.  When a girl had an illegitimate kid, 
as often as not they passed it off as her mother's 
baby.  

"I'll be goddamned," he said under his breath.  He'd 
slacked off in his thrusts into Kimmy, but his daughter 
barely noticed.  She was riding him like a cowgirl, 
pouncing her pussy down upon his cock stroke after 
swallowing stroke.  Her arms were around his head, her 
tits shoved into his face, and he could feel the orgasm 
bubbling through her veins as she hugged him.

Lee put his mind back to the job at hand, and he fucked 
the living shit out of Kimmy.  His cock banged upward, 
ravishing her tender teen cunt.  She squealed and 
sobbed and stuffed her little boobs into his mouth.  
She was a hell of a lot better fuck than her mother had 
ever been.  When the divorce court judge freed him from 
Sally and gave him custody of Kimmy, his life had 
improved 100%.  

He sometimes wondered if he really ought to be fucking 
his daughter, but she had made the first moves, and to 
tell the truth, he was kinda hooked on her hot little 
pussy now.  The fact that she was his daughter, that 
this sex was forbidden by God and by man, only made it 
that much more exciting.

It was really exciting now, being balls-deep inside his 
hot moaning daughter, and he rammed her ripe randy teen 
hole with a vengeance, but his mind was working 
overtime and he was remembering other passages of his 
stiff peter up juicy teen holes, a long fucking time 
ago.

Kimmy orgasmed, slobbering pussy juice down her 
father's stabbing peter.  She screamed as she climaxed, 
and she held him with vise-like pussy walls that 
anacondaed his rod.  "Yes, Daddy, you're fucking the 
cum outta me!!!" she squealed.

Lee gave her a few more strokes, then stood up 
carefully, pulling Kimmy with him.  His cock popped out 
of her wet pussy, and he eased his daughter down onto 
the kitchen floor.  It would have been better on a bed 
but there was no time.

He went down on her cum-frothing pussy, opening the 
gash.  Her clit was pulsatingly erect, and he lapped it 
feverishly.  As his tongue moved down, into her coral 
trench, toward the rippling hole of her cuntal opening 
itself, he had a fistful of his prick.  It was so wet 
and juicy from being inside his daughter that he could 
hardly hang onto it, but he stroked anyway, and the 
friction was both delight and agony upon his bulging 
cock knob.

His tongue moved into her fragrant, musky pussy.  He 
licked deep into his writhing, moaning daughter.  "Suck 
my cunt, Daddy!!!" Kimmy moaned, running her fingers 
through his hair.  "Fuck me with that long hot tongue!"

Lee fucked her, scooping juices out of Kimmy to smear 
over the tip of her glistening, pearl-like clit.  She 
was so sensitive there it made her scream to be 
touched, almost all of the time, but when she was in 
the throes of orgasm, his soft wet tongue was like 
sandpaper on her throbbing love button.  

"Eat it, Daddy," she commanded.  "Eat my goddamn 
clitoris!!!"

Lee massaged the jiggly button, pursuing it as it 
wiggled around in an effort to escape his agile tongue.  
He had one hand on his peter and the other on Kimmy's 
cunt, and he kept her labes peeled back, so that her 
juicy sex trigger was completely exposed to his eyes 
and his mouth.  But the smell of her climaxing cunt 
drew his face downward.  

He pushed his finger up his daughter's hot hole, 
reaming her forcefully.  She gasped and moaned and 
bucked and squirmed, thrusting her cunt toward him.  
"Yes," he heard her whine.  "Yessss!!!"

Lee rammed her again, but now it was time for his 
tongue to get back into action.  He took his finger out 
of Kimmy and shoved it up to her face.  She grabbed his 
wrist and pulled the finger into her mouth.  "Oooohhh, 
I taste _sooooo_ fuckin' good," he heard her giggle as 
she began to suck his digit.  He had something else 
she'd want to suck, in just a few more minutes...

Lee mouthed her hungrily, sucking, licking, thrusting 
his tongue in and out of her cunt.  From time to time 
he moved up to caress her clit again, but he was on the 
homestretch now.  Kimmy was going to squirt all over 
his mouth.  He'd eat her girljuices, and then he'd give 
her what she'd been angling for since the moment she 
unzipped his pants out in the back yard.

She came again, her teen body collapsing into a heap of 
juicy jelly.  Lee sucked until she went limp, and then 
he sat up.  He straddled his daughter's prone body, 
leaning forward to bring his cock into reach of her wet 
mouth.  

Kimmy brightened at the sight of his bloated prick, and 
she grabbed it with both hands.  "Lemme suck it," he 
heard her plead, but there was no need to grovel.  He 
wanted it in her mouth as much as she wanted to have it 
there.

She got his knob behind her front teeth and she locked 
lips around it, sucking hard, fast, furiously.  Her 
fist slid up and down his pussyslick shaft, milking 
passionately at her father's rod.  "Come in my mouth, 
Daddy," she told him between slurps.  "I want my tongue 
white with your sweet sticky juice..."

Blowjobs, she had always assured him, were something 
she saved for her dear old daddy.  Sometimes she fucked 
the boys she dated, but none of them had ever been 
allowed to come in her mouth.  That was something 
special she reserved for her at-home fucking sessions.  

Atop her, screwing her eager, thirsty mouth, Lee Rogers 
knew that it was time to let her have what she really 
wanted.  He braced one palm against the floor and he 
pistoned his peter into his teen daughter's hungry 
mouth.  She made a coughing sound, deep in her throat, 
as she waited for the onslaught of his jizz.

"Ah!" Lee gasped.  His balls enlarged unbelievably, and 
then his sperm exploded forcefully from his cock knob.  
Kimmy's fist tightened, and she worked him with skill 
and determination, milking every drop of sperm from his 
prick.  

She drank it in thirsty gulps.  Her fist caressed and 
squeezed his balls, wringing them dry.  Only when he 
had gone dry, when his cock was beginning to soften in 
the strangle hold of her lips, did she slacken them and 
let Lee's tool slide free.  

He looked down at her, and he had to blink.  Her mouth 
was open, and he saw the splatters of cum that coated 
her tongue.  But the face surrounding her mouth was not 
that of his daughter Kimmy.  It was the face of Anna 
Preston, and he was seeing her as she was the first 
time she'd drunk his cum, thirty years ago.

"Holy shit," Lee said, "I think I'm hallucinating."

"What did you say?" Kimmy whispered, sitting up and 
embracing him.  She pressed her firm little tits 
against his body and he knew where he was, who he was 
with.  It was okay.  Wasn't it? But why did he have 
this _extremely_ weird feeling in his bones?


CHAPTER 6

Anna Preston slipped out of her robe and planted her 
smooth big ass on the edge of the bed.  The nice thing 
about owning your own business was that you could 
delegate responsibility.  If you felt like staying home 
and jerking off, you could do so, secure that someone 
in your employ was keeping a close eye on your business 
welfare.

She was naked and she felt good about it.  Yesterday 
afternoon she'd done a very foolish thing, but her 
pussy still tingled with the memory of the fuck that 
her grandson had thrown up its woozy channel.  She 
touched herself, down there, and her cunt sent to her 
brain a vivid, play-by-play re-enactment of the 
lascivious stuff she and Jamie had done.

Goddamn it, she didn't _feel_ like a grandmother!  She 
could remember, in every detail, the moment a cock had 
first broken through her cherry, spilling blood down 
her thighs and turning her on to the delights of being 
a woman.  

She felt as young as she had been the instant that 
hymen-busting incident had completely altered the 
course of her life.  Some of it had recurred to her 
yesterday, straddling her grandson and allowing his 
hard teenaged prick to penetrate her sopping hot pussy.

She could see herself in the mirror, and she definitely 
liked what she saw.  Her body was lush and ripe, even 
in its high forties.  

Her tits were large and couldn't help sagging a little, 
but they were still great tits, their pink nipples as 
full and hard as when she'd used them to feed Vicki, 
all those thirty years ago.  Anna cupped her tits, 
offering them to the mirror image, and her fingers 
teased the nipples to erections harder still than 
nature had intended.

But the woman in the mirror was blushing, and so was 
Anna Preston.  "You horny rotten cunt," she told her 
image, "you fucked your own goddamn grandson!"

On the other hand, as her hand strayed through the 
hairy crack of her pussy, she didn't _feel_ all that 
guilty.  She could remember, in shocking detail, the 
way Jamie's dick had tasted on her tongue, squirting 
its thick balsamy seed.  

She had vivid memories of the knob of her grandson's 
prick, parting the labes of her cunt and stiffing its 
way into her pussy.  And the orgasm that had ripped 
through her body as he squirted her full of his hot, 
boiling jizz -- oh, fucking Jesus!

Anna grasped her cunt in her fist and she worked it 
hard, knuckling her itchy gash.  Her clit was up, big 
and firm, and she ground it with her finger, murmuring 
with pleasure when it sent ripples of sex-shock through 
her snatch.  

Juice was already oozing from her hole.  Her pussyhair 
crinkled beneath the exploration of her hand, and she 
could feel heat seeping through each pore of her cuntal 
flesh.

She backed up to the bed and sat down on the edge, 
posing so that she was revealed completely in the big 
mirror.  She pressed her arms against the sides of her 
tits, pushing them up and out.  They jiggled 
erotically, their nipples long and hard.  Anna scooped 
one of them up in her hand and let her tongue slosh 
across the nipple's point.  Electric energy pulsated 
through the full-fleshed mound.

Meanwhile, she had a hand busy between her legs, 
spreading her gash wide and pushing fingers into the 
exposed red hole.  They went deep and they went hard, 
and Anna moaned, thrusting her cunt to meet their 
onslaught.  Not a dick, but it would have to do.  But 
on the other hand...

She got the dildo out of her nightstand.  She kept it 
there for emergencies, and this was certainly one.  
They didn't come along often, of course.  She was 
forty-five, she'd never been married, and she had not 
spent that many nights alone since reaching true 
adulthood.  

She'd lived with a few men, but she'd never been 
inclined to marry one, which made her quite different 
from her only daughter, who was a downright marrying 
(and divorcing) fool.  But her last relationship had 
broken up months ago, and she hadn't realized until 
yesterday, watching Jamie and his cute little brunette 
girlfriend at play, how much she missed the guaranteed 
sex that came along with having a guy on the string.

Her cunt had been a cauldron, swallowing her grandson's 
prick, and it was a cauldron now, eating voraciously at 
the fingers she fed to its sucking lips.  Steam rolled 
down her tunnel, scalding her fingers, but she kept on 
fucking herself with them, and she panted heavily, 
feeling the excitement build within her body.

The dildo was in her hand.  She kissed its tip.  
"Hello, big boy," she told the plastic peter, "are you 
gonna do me a good job???"

It replied with a buzz, as she flipped the on-button.  
Her lips tingled, pressed against the enlivened sex 
toy, and she leaned back, starting it down her body in 
a slow passage to pleasure.

She stimulated her facial muscles -- the only ones that 
were mentioned in the vibrator's ad copy -- and then 
her throat, moving the tip of the buzzing instrument 
downward, ever downward.  

It grazed her already-hard nipples, and they got 
harder.  Anna pinched one of them fiercely in her 
fingers, the enlarged tip protruding beyond her soft 
pads, and she stroked it repeatedly with the vibrator.  
She had no hands at all on her pussy, but she was 
squirming and writhing and moaning as if she were 
already full of a sweet, hard, nine-inch dick.

She continued to arouse herself with the vibrator, but 
she was in a real hurry now.  God, did she ever need to 
be fucked!  And if this battery-powered plastic prick 
was the only thing on hand to do the job, she would 
fuck the living _shit_ out of the motherfucker!

Anna massaged her abdomen and thighs with the buzzing 
toy, carefully avoiding her cunt itself.  She liked to 
tease herself, even now, when she was in desperate 
need.  It was too goddamn bad Jamie wasn't here.  She'd 
grab her grandson by that ripe juicy cock and she would 
fuck the little bastard blind!  There was always 
tomorrow to feel guilty about it, wasn't there?

She spread her legs, staring into the mirror to see the 
blood-red expanse of her dilated cuntal gash.  Holding 
it open with one hand, she began to stroke herself with 
the vibrator, running its buzzy point all over her 
aroused flesh.  

She peeled back the clit hood and used the dildo to 
bring her love button to full erection.  A couple of 
times she even scraped the vibrator across her risen, 
pearl-pink clitoris, wincing at the lusciously erotic 
pain it caused her.  

Her wrist was no longer under Anna's control.   She 
could only sigh and gasp as the vibrator moved, 
apparently of its own will, down to her pussy hole.  
The pointed tip nosed around her snatch mouth, then 
slipped inside.  Her cunt snugged possessively at the 
inserted object, and the muscles began to pull it 
deeper.

Anna pushed, easing four or five inches of the vibrator 
into her cunt.  The buzzing was deep within her, and 
she was enraptured.  She let go of it and put her hands  
on her heaving tits.  Her cunt knew what to do from 
here on out.

The internal muscles were fine-tuned.  They had, after 
all, more than thirty years' experience.  With the 
dildo firmly inserted, Anna's cunt took over, rippling 
and sucking.  She pinched her nipples until tears 
rolled from her eyes, while her cunt pumped the dildo 
in and out of her snatch.  The batteries were fresh, 
and she could fuck this son of a bitch till the cows 
came home!

***

Jamie Dolan felt like a king, cruising the streets in 
his new MG.  The wind rushed across him and Kimmy, and 
the small-scale of the car ensured that they were 
intimately close, just driving around.  The smell of 
her hair, of her perfume, was making him wild.  

He shifted gears, then put his hand on her bare thigh.  
It felt good to hold her, while the sporty engine 
roared and the car sped them forward.  Kimmy touched 
his hand, guiding it up to the tightly-packed crotch of 
her short shorts.  

They fit her like second skin, and her plump pussy bun 
was vividly outlined by the clinging fabric.  Jamie 
stroked it with his fingers, and Kimmy leaned back in 
her bucket seat, spreading 'em wider and pressing his 
hand against her cunt.

The canyon road was winding and not much travelled.  
Jamie had his eyes wide open, scoping out places he and 
Kimmy might park on the way back.  But first he had to 
stop by Gran's place.

"There it is," he said, slowing the MG.  He turned into 
the drive, climbing the hill until Gran's place came in 
sight.  The Jag convertible was parked in front.  Thank 
God for that!  Now that she had the Jag, she had been 
willing to give the MG to her grandson.  

And Christ, that hadn't been all she was willing to 
give him, was it?  With his fingers still exploring 
Kimmy's pussy, Jamie let his mind roll back to 
yesterday afternoon, when he'd gotten a totally 
unexpected but incredibly exciting birthday gift from 
Gran.  And he wasn't thinking of the car, either!

He braked the car.   He knew he'd never get his dick in 
Gran again.  The whole thing had been a weird, crazy 
fluke.  But he was _positive_ he would have his prick 
shoved up Kimmy Rogers, and in just a very short while.  
It was enough to give a guy reasons for living.

***

Anna sat up when she heard the ringing of the door 
bell.  "Holy shit," she panted, pumping the dildo out 
of her snatch.  It was slimy-wet with the sticky juices 
she had oozed upon it.  She stuffed it under her pillow 
and grabbed a robe, wrapping it around her trembling 
body.

When she got to the door, she could have shit.  Jamie 
was standing there, with his cute little brunette 
girlfriend Kimmy hanging onto him like a leech.  When 
Anna was young, nice girls didn't drape themselves all 
over boys like that.  But then, Anna had not been a 
particularly nice girl when she was Kimmy's age, and 
she already knew that Kimmy was a slut, too.

"I need you to sign some papers about the insurance, 
Gran," Jamie said.  "For the car, I mean.  God, it is 
such a great car, too! I mean, I had the most 
_incredible_ birthday..."

You sure did, kid, Anna thought, bringing the kids into 
the house.  "Nice place," she heard Kimmy say, but who 
gave a shit what Kimmy thought?  

Jamie's girlfriend excused herself to the john while 
Anna looked for a pen.  Fantastic!  She turned to Jamie 
and slithered up against him, her tits eager and 
impetuous.  He blushed as her mouth touched his, but 
when she slipped her tongue between his lips, Jamie was 
all hands and cock.

"We shouldn't be doing this, Gran," he whispered, 
sucking her tongue and lifting her short robe to get a 
double handful of her big fine ass.  "No panties?" 
Jamie added with lifted eyebrows.

"Oh, fuck," his grandmother replied, "just keep rubbing 
me with that peter of yours!"  She did an erotic grind 
on Jamie.  Her robe had fallen open, and he could see 
she was stark naked beneath it.  

Her nipples were stiff, and her pussy hairs were shiny 
with moisture.  Sweat coated her asscheeks, so moistly 
his hands could barely hang onto her.

She was still kissing him, but now she had a fistful of 
his cock.  It was ripely hard inside his pants, and the 
stiffness aroused Anna even more.  She gripped it, 
milking him possessively.  His tool got harder.  The 
knob ached every time she squeezed on him, and Jamie 
panted, drooling saliva into his granny's mouth.  He 
felt as if he were gonna shoot off in his pants.  Oh, 
Christ, it was happening again!

And her body!  Jesus!  It was funky with sex-heat, and 
he didn't know whether he liked her big firm asscheeks 
or her prominent, proud-nippled tits the best.  Jamie 
bent down to lick at the sweat-soaked globes of his 
grandmother's jugs.  A nipple probed into his mouth, 
and he sucked it hard, chewing the rubbery erection.

"We agreed we shouldn't do this any more," he reminded 
Anna.

"We were crazy as shit," Anna panted into his mouth.  
She was pulling down his zipper, sticking her hand into 
his pants to get at his cock.  Her fingers brushed bare 
skin, and Jamie gasped.  

"Kimmy will be back in a sec," he reminded her, but it 
wasn't that important to him.  Not with Gran's fingers 
tickling and stimulating his cock.  He'd gotten 
turned-on, playing with Kimmy in the car, and the proof 
of it was throbbing inside his jeans right now.  How he 
got it off was not at all significant.

"I'll hurry," Anna promised, pulling his peter out.  
She brushed her big-nippled tits against him, then bent 
over and let her tongue caress the exposed length of 
Jamie's dick.  "Jesus, I wanna fuck you again," she 
whispered earnestly.  "But this will have to do for 
now..."

She took his cock in her mouth and sucked it furiously.  
Jamie had screwed a few mouths in his time, but Gran's 
was definitely something very special.  Her lips 
snugged on him, and her tongue whipped him with a 
lust-driven fury.  He knew that it was very likely he 
would spill his hot load all over Gran's lapping 
tongue.

Then he heard the sound of a toilet flushing.  "Oh, 
shit, Gran," he said, trying to get out of her mouth, 
"Kimmy's coming..."

Anna heard him.  She knew what he was talking about.  
But, God, with his cock in her mouth, the taste of his 
aroused prick all over her tongue, she simply could 
_not_ let go!  She tightened her mouth, and she sucked 
harder, confident she could eat a load of her 
grandson's sperm before his slutty little girlfriend 
got back.

She was wrong.  She heard the sound of a throat 
clearing, and Anna's face went beet-red.  She had been 
caught with the meat in her mouth.

"Jesus," Kimmy said, standing in the doorway, "this is 
totally unbelievable, people!  My boyfriend, fucking 
his own granny in the mouth?  That's almost 
disgusting!"

Anna came up, saliva running out of her mouth.  She 
tried to stuff Jamie's dick back into his pants, but it 
was obviously far too late for that.  She and Jamie had 
been caught.  

Kimmy shook her head.  "I really don't believe this 
shit," she announced, reaching to her earlobes.

"What are you doing?" Anna asked.

"Taking off my earrings," Kimmy replied.  "Like, I 
always lose them in a really wild sexual orgy, and it 
looks as if we're about to have a _super_ wild fuck 
scene, doesn't it, Granny?"


CHAPTER 7

Kimmy slipped her earrings into the pocket of her 
shorts and she marched over to where Anna and Jamie 
were standing.  She stood a moment, preening and 
posing, playing off her slim youthfulness against 
Anna's ripe maturity.  

Most of Anna was on display, with her robe undone and 
her tits -- really big ones, Kimmy couldn't help 
noticing -- sticking out.  But Kimmy was satisfied with  
the way she looked.  Her tits were perfect little 
cupcakes, their nipples pointy-hard and prominent 
beneath her clinging tank top, and her shorts fit like 
they were painted to her curvaceous hips.  

She wasn't particularly mature, but she was definitely 
the walking embodiment of jailbait allure.

Jamie's dick was equally on display, Kimmy noticed with 
a smile of pleasure.  His Gran hadn't quite been able 
to get the enlarged organ back inside his jeans.  It 
stuck out, full and fat, its knob a blossom of red, 
aroused flesh.  

"This really isn't what it looks like," Anna insisted.  

Kimmy just laughed.  "You mean you didn't have his 
joint in your mouth?  He wasn't playing with these big 
round hooters while you blew him?"  She flipped one of 
Anna's tits, smiled at the jiggly resilience.  "Oh, 
come on," she said.  "I'm a good sport.  I won't tell 
anybody if you let me play too."

Anna looked at Jamie, who was dumbstruck.  He knew 
Kimmy was pretty loose, but this was still a surprise.  
She wanted to party with him and his Gran?

She put her hands on Jamie's shoulders and tiptoed up 
to plant a big wet kiss on his mouth.  His lips opened 
instinctively and she fucked her tongue between them.  
She giggled softly, her tits pressed against his chest.  

Jamie cupped the tautly-stuffed seat of her shorts and 
his tool got a little harder, wedged between his body 
and Kimmy's.  She ground into him, purring at the feel 
of that big strong prick.

"I mean it," she whispered.  "If you don't let me play, 
I'll tell _everybody& you're fucking your granny!"

"Shit," Anna said.  "That's blackmail, you little 
bitch!"

Kimmy just smirked over her shoulder.  "Tell me it's 
blackmail when you're nose-deep in my pussy, Grandma!"

Jamie began to undress her.  There was no way around it 
and, anyway, the idea of having two women at once was 
strangely exciting.  He'd never done it with more than 
one female at a time, though he'd had his fantasies.  
Now they were perhaps about to come true.

Anna frowned, watching Jamie strip the little brunette 
slut down to her bare brown skin.  She'd seen Kimmy 
naked yesterday, but only from a distance.  Up close, 
the girl was extremely cute.  

She had an almost angelic face, with eyes that seemed 
totally innocent the first time you looked into them.  
But they weren't innocent now as they glanced from Anna 
to Jamie and back again.  

Her tits were small and dainty, but very pretty.  The 
nips were brown and seemed to be perpetually erect.  
Jamie bent over to kiss and chew at them, and Kimmy ran 
her fingers through his dirty-blonde hair, cooing as 
his tongue and teeth got busy.

Her cunt was fat and puffy, with only a little hair to 
hedge the deep neat gash.  Jamie's hand cupped Kimmy's 
twat, and he flexed.  She arched upward, then down, her 
thighs responding with soft excited squeezes around his 
stroking hand.

"C'mere and kiss me, Gran," Kimmy purred, stretching 
out one hand toward Anna.  "I want to feel those jugs 
of yours.  God, they are humongous!  I've never touched 
tits as big as those!"

Anna wasn't exactly an innocent, of course.  She had 
experimented with other women.  Christ, she'd been 
sexually active in the 60s and 70s!  She'd tried, at 
least once, virtually everything except German 
shepherds.  But she wasn't sure she wanted to make a 
threesome with her teenaged grandson and his kinky, 
slutty little girlfriend.  

On the other hand, what the fuck choice did she have?  
She took a deep breath and she strode toward Kimmy, her 
robe dangling open and her body on frontal display.

Kimmy pulled her in close, searing Anna's lips with a 
kiss.  The little cunt knew her business! Anna had to 
concede.  There was something very erotic -- almost 
hypnotic -- about the way Kimmy's tongue tickled her 
mouth and then wiggled its way inside.  Anna hadn't 
been kissed like that since the time she'd lived in San 
Francisco.      

And the girl cupped both of Anna's tits, fingers 
digging into the spongy fullness.  Nipples hardened in 
Kimmy's palms, the points hot as fire.  Anna felt 
herself kissing back, if only in self defense, to keep 
her soul from being sucked out of her body!  The slim 
young brunette was bubbling over with sexuality, Anna 
discovered.  And there was something rather contagious 
about it.

Jamie raised his face from Kimmy's tits, saw his Gran 
kissing his girlfriend while Kimmy squeezed and fondled 
the hell out of Anna's boobs.  Jamie had never seen two 
women making out before.  Oh, sure, in X-rated tapes, 
but never in real life.  

It was sexy and exciting on the tapes.  In the flesh, 
watching the spit bubble on Gran's lips as Kimmy kissed 
her, watching the way Kimmy's fingers sank into Gran's 
full lush titties, Jamie felt his dick stiffening 
irrevocably.  He was eight inches into the kind of 
erection that nothing short of death could bring down.

He took his cock in hand, stroking it as he watched 
Kimmy slide the robe off Gran's shoulders.  She looked 
back at Jamie, winking.  "Watch this," she leered.  

Her mouth open, she soul-kissed her way down Anna's 
neck and onto the hefty tits.  She cupped, bounced, 
jiggled the jugs.  "God," she husked in admiration as 
she lifted one of them to her lips.  Her mouth opened 
wide, and she fed the end of Anna's tit into it, the 
slobber already running liquidly from her lips.

She fixed her mouth to the hardened nipple and she 
sucked fiercely, biting into the engorged fatness of 
the eat.  She heard Anna moan, felt the older woman's 
body stiffen.  Then Anna's hands were around her and 
Kimmy was being breastfed by a breast to remember.

Anna caressed the girl up and down.  Even if she had 
been more or less forced into this, that didn't mean it 
felt bad.  Kimmy sure knew how to suck!  If she was 
half as hot with her mouth on Jamie's dick as she was 
with her lips glued to Anna's tit, Anna's grandson was 
one of the luckiest teenagers on the west coast.

"The other one, too, you little whore," Anna said 
throatily, lifting her right jug and presenting it to 
Kimmy's wet thirsty lips.  The girl's eyes rolled as 
she began to feed on the proffered tit.

Jamie stood watching.  The sight was truly 
hard-on-making, and the proof of that was nine inches 
long, jutting from his fist.  But goddamn it, there 
came a time when a man had to do more than just watch!  
And this was that time, by God!

Kimmy was bent over, eating Gran's boobs.  Her thighs 
flexed, separated widely enough to show off the 
delicious-looking slice of her cuntal bun.  Jamie moved 
behind her, following the gunsight beacon of his 
bloated knob, and he started to rub Kimmy's snatch with 
the tip of his tool.

He heard her sigh as he used his dick to split her 
gash.  She was tight, as always, but she was wet, as 
always, too, and he nosed the end of his prick into the 
taut hunger of her pussy mouth.  Kimmy stiffened, but 
she wasn't resisting him.  "Mmmm," she hummed, her 
mouth full of Gran's tits.  Jamie took that as a 
go-ahead, and he pushed from his ass, sliding his dick 
into Kimmy's cunt.

She squealed as she took his rod, but she was wet and 
willing.  Nothing new there.  Jamie rammed, driving the 
girl's cunt full of his aroused dick.  He grabbed her 
ass and started to fuck her, fast, hard, and deep.

It was his favorite position, dogging Kimmy from 
behind.  His cock went so far up her hot wet hole -- 
and Christ, was she ever dripping! -- that he wasn't 
sure he could get it out again.  Her womb seemed to 
open up and suck his knob deep into her belly.  Her 
asscheeks rippled like choppy waves as his groin banged 
furiously against them.

He looked up at Gran's face.  Anna's eyes were closed 
and she was purring like a cat while Kimmy kept on 
feeding at her tits.  Kimmy  had one hand on her own 
cunt, frigging her clit while she pussy-gobbled Jamie's 
throbbing dick, and she had the other hand down in 
Gran's crotch.  Jamie saw his grandmother's eyes open 
suddenly, startled, as Kimmy spear-fucked her with 
driving fingers.

He couldn't believe all this was happening, but his 
cock was imbedded in Kimmy, and she was hotter, wetter, 
tighter, more aroused than he had ever known her to be.  
Her cunt was a grinder on his prick, and he heard her 
muffled squeals of excitement in response to each 
stabbing lunge of his meat.

"I'm gonna collapse," Gran panted.  "I need to sit 
down..."

As she dropped to the floor, Kimmy moved with her.  
Jamie knelt behind his girlfriend, still fucking.  He 
didn't miss a stroke.

Anna was on her ass, legs wide open.  Looking over her 
shoulder, Jamie could see the pistonlike drive of 
Kimmy's fingers in and out of Gran's cunt.  The big 
hairy labes were split and Kimmy had four fingers 
jammed into the crack.  Gran's clit was visible -- when 
Kimmy's thumb wasn't strumming it like a guitar string.

Kimmy bent forward and down, putting her mouth where 
her thumb had been.  She lapped at Anna's clit, sucking 
as the pink button enlarged.  Her tongue stroked the 
clitoral ridge, then down the crack that was full of 
her fingers.  She could taste the funky juices that 
were drooling out of Anna's pussy.  They were hot and 
tingly on her tongue.

She took her fingers out and shoved her face into the 
spread of Anna's pussy.  "Suck it, slut!" she heard 
Anna gasp, and the heat of that exposed cunt just 
seemed to engulf Kimmy Rogers.

The sight of his girl eating his grandmother drove 
Jamie nutty with arousal.  His fingers were leaving 
bruises on Kimmy's ass, and his groin ached from the 
force with which he slammed her full and full again of 
his throbbing cock.  His balls were the size of 
coconuts and just as full of milk.  

Kimmy glanced up.  She had a mustache of pussyjuice 
around her lips.  Her brown eyes sparkled salaciously.  
"Kiss me, stupid," she gurgled at Jamie.  Christ, 
thought Anna, nature had already taken care of kissing 
Kimmy stupid.  But the little airhead had some mouth on 
her, all the same.

Jamie took his tool out of her and crawled forward.  
First he licked Gran's jizz from her lips.  It tasted 
sweet on her skin, but it made him thirsty to drink 
from the source itself.  He eased Kimmy out of the way 
and bent down to lap his grandmother's pussy.

She was hot and hairy and delicious.  Kimmy held the 
gash open for him, and Jamie slicked his tongue up and 
down the trench.  He fucked it into her hole, 
tickle-tongued her juicy wet clit, even stole a lick or 
two at her perineum and her puckered asshole.  

Gran kept squealing and moaning, and the sound sent 
shivers up and down Jamie's swollen cock.  He didn't 
know which of these two hot pieces he wanted to spill 
his load in.  Maybe he'd squirt for both of them.  He 
was as full of cum as a TV evangelist is of shit.  

Jamie slipped a couple of fingers up Anna.  Her hole 
was slick, hot, and slippery.  His fingers poked in and 
out.  He wanted to poke her with his cock, but Jesus, 
Kimmy was down on him right now, sucking like crazy!  A 
blowjob from Kimmy wasn't the most common thing in the 
world, and he hated to ask her to stop.  Even if he was 
dying to stick that dick up his grandmother's pussy!

Anna caressed Jamie's wrist as he fingerfucked her.  
"Mmmm, honey, that feels so good!  Can you do it a 
little deeper?  A little harder?  C'mon, Jamie, slip me 
another finger while you're at it.  I like to have my 
pussy _full_ ...  "

He bunched his fingers and shoved them into Gran.  She 
gasped and bucked, but her snatch opened to swallow 
him.  Breathing hard, Jamie thrust.  He was in her up 
to the goddamn knuckles, and it felt as if she could 
take even more.  

The elastic ring of her pussy stretched and shivered.  
Jamie leaned down to tongue Gran's clit again.  She 
made a squealing noise, and then her cunt seemed to 
gulp.  Jamie's fist entered the steamy tunnel.

"You horny motherfucker," Anna groaned.  "Fistfucking 
your own granny!  Jamie, baby, you're a real pervert!  
Come on -- do it! Fucking do it!!!"

She was too tight, and his hand too big, but he managed 
some short strokes, with his fingertips tickling 
crazily deep inside Gran's twat.  Wetness surrounded 
him, buried wrist-deep in her cunt.  He hardly realized 
that she was pissing on his hand.  And even when he did 
realize it, he didn't care.

Meanwhile, Kimmy was sucking the shit out of Jamie's 
cock.  Even yesterday, with that sweet wild birthday 
blowjob, she hadn't been as hot and abandoned as she 
was right now.  His tool pulsated in her mouth.  She 
worshiped him with lips, tongue, teeth, and jaws.  Now 
he understood why they called it a blowjob.    

His nuts convulsed, and his cum gushed across her 
tongue.  Kimmy looked up, her brown eyes big, slightly 
startled.  But there was a lascivious gleam, and he 
watched in delighted disbelief as she gulped down his 
load, sucking everything his cock could squirt into her 
mouth.  She'd fucking _never_ done that before!

Her tongue was gooey with his jizz when she raised her 
mouth from his peter.  She licked him again, smearing 
sperm back onto his flesh and then sucking it off him, 
and his rod stayed as hard as Chinese arithmetic.  The 
sight of his cum, white and bubbly, on her lower lip, 
sent spasms through his cock.  Jamie Dolan was ready to 
fuck! 

"I gotta screw somebody, or something," Jamie said 
hoarsely.  He eased his hand out of Gran's cunt.  Kimmy 
rose from the floor and straightened out his fingers, 
licking away the juicy cunt slime that coated them.  

Gran, her cunt empty, was writhing on the floor.  She 
pawed the furry gash of her pussy and said, "Jesus, 
will somebody do me? Will somebody fucking _do_ me????"

"Do her!" Kimmy insisted.  "I wanna see you fuck your 
granny!"

Jamie didn't hesitate a moment.  Great minds obviously 
thought alike.  He slipped atop Gran, with Kimmy 
hanging onto his prick.  She stroked the bloated knob 
up and down Gran's gash, then guided it into Anna's 
wet, dilated hole -- dilated a lot less than it would 
have been if Jamie had not just finished fist-fucking 
her!  

Jamie closed his eyes joyously as his prick sank into 
his grandmother and Anna's legs lifted to encircle his 
thighs and pull him close, tight, deep.  Her pussy was 
wet and hot around him, the liquid suction of the walls 
massaging his peter with an intensity and a passion he 
found almost unbelievable.

Kimmy was hugging and kissing him.  Her little nips 
were stone-hard against Jamie's arm, and her mouth was 
sticky with the magnificent load of sperm she'd sucked 
from him.  Jamie felt a bit queasy when he tasted his 
jizz on her tongue, but if it was good enough for her 
to eat, he supposed it wouldn't kill him.

His hips pounded, driving cock in and out of Gran.  
"Oh, baby, fuck me," Anna kept on moaning, and Jamie 
kept on fucking.  His prick was long and incredibly 
hard, and he shoved it to the bottom of her pussy tube 
repeatedly while she flexed her thighs and stroked with 
her heels, urging him deeper, harder.

"I wanna come too," Kimmy insisted.  "Open wide, 
Granny," she said with a nasty giggle.  She broke free 
of Jamie's kisses and she squatted atop Anna's face, 
lowering her puffy young cunt toward the older woman's 
lips.

Anna gulped and started sucking on Kimmy's cunt.  It 
was all over her face.  There wasn't a hell of a lot 
she could do but suck it.  Anyway, it tasted good.   
Pussy tasted good, in general.  At forty-five, Anna 
Preston was fully aware of that.  She'd almost 
forgotten _how_ good, though, until she got her tongue 
into her grandson's nasty little whore of a girlfriend.

"Fuck me," she groaned, opening herself more widely to 
Jamie's dick.  He kept on ramming, while her tongue 
continued to lap and lick and suck its way into the 
tight, funky crack of Kimmy's snatch.  The girl was 
juicing, and the stuff ran out of her, smearing Anna's 
face with wetness.  She grabbed the bitch's asscheeks 
and forced her mouth upward.

Kimmy rocked and rolled, alternately offering Anna her 
asshole and her cunt.  Anna didn't care.  She sucked 
whatever was in front of her.  Jamie's rod banged 
forcefully into his Gran's pussy, and Anna felt orgasm 
bubbling to a boil inside herself.

She climaxed, screeching into Kimmy's cunt.  The 
teenager rammed her pussy downward, smothering Anna in 
a perfectly-timed mutual eruption.  Leaning forward, 
Kimmy kissed Jamie passionately, sliding her limber 
tongue in and out of his mouth.  She reached down to 
frig his grandmother's clit while the boy's huge hard 
cock split its furry gash repeatedly, and Anna kept on 
coming.  So did Kimmy!

Her fingers encircled Jamie's dick and she milked him.  
"Come," she panted.  "Fill her with your load, baby!  
Fuck your granny till the juice runs out her ears!"

Jamie was astonished that she was having so much effect 
on him.  Usually, the second time around, he could fuck 
till doomsday.  He'd squirted a bubbling load down 
Kimmy's throat, not ten minutes ago, and he should have 
been able to fuck Gran for half an hour, but as Kimmy 
tickled his dick, as his grandmother's orgasmic pussy 
churned tremulously around his rod, he felt his nuts 
giving him the high sign.

He closed his eyes and shoved deep, burying his rod 
totally in his grandmother's pussy.  She gasped at the 
force of his frenetic penetration, and then, his cock 
knob jammed up against her uterus, he began to squirt 
his seed in thick hot lashings.

He came out of Gran, soft, wilted.  As his cock vacated 
the hole, Kimmy Rogers bent down and replaced it with 
her face.  She squeezed Gran's pussy, and Jamie saw his 
cum ooze out of his grandmother's cracked opening.  
Kimmy giggled and lapped up the dripping sperm, then 
spread the gash wide and thrust her tongue up it.  She 
scarfed up her boyfriend's load, sucking and licking, 
in fact, till Gran had another climax on the spot.

"We oughta do this more often," Kimmy giggled as they 
shared a beer afterward.  Anna wasn't sure if she 
should be serving alcohol to the teenagers, but what 
the hell? she rationalized.  She shouldn't have served 
them her pussy, either.  It was a little late in the 
game to be getting moral.

"You're not going to tell anyone?" Anna asked.  "Cross 
your heart and hope to die?"

Kimmy laughed.  "I didn't intend to tell anybody in the 
first place!  I just thought we might have some fun, 
once you got yourselves used to the idea of threesies."

"Jesus," Jamie sighed, "if Mom ever found out about 
this..."

"Noooo problem," Kimmy told him, snuggling.  "I know a 
secret about her.  When I got home yesterday, she was 
at my house.  If I'd come in five minutes earlier, I 
bet I'd have caught her wiping my dad's cum off her 
mouth."

"Huh?" Jamie gasped.  "She doesn't even know your dad.  
Like, you just moved here from New Jersey, right?"

"Yeah," Kimmy agreed, "but my folks were from here 
originally.  They moved east just before I was born.  
In fact, and this is kinda hush-hush, I think my dad 
may have fucked your mom a long time ago.  Apparently 
they used to be neighbors, years and years ago."

Anna sat up.  "What did you say???" she demanded, 
grabbing Kimmy's wrist so hard the girl yelped.  "What 
is your dad's name, anyway?"

"Oh," Kimmy sighed, wriggling out of Anna's grip, "I 
guess you probably knew him too.  I mentioned that I'd 
met you, and he seemed really surprised to find out 
that you were Vicki's mom.  I don't know how he ever 
got the idea, but he seemed to think you were her older 
sister."

Anna blushed, deep-scarlet.  "It was the fifties," she 
said.  "My parents pretended that Vicki was theirs, and 
not mine.  It wasn't respectable for unmarried girls to 
have babies back then."

"It's pretty fuckin'_dumb_ even now," Kimmy pointed 
out.  "Like, didn't you have the pill?  Or rubbers?  
I'd _die_ if I got pregnant.  It's just so gross!  You 
get all fat, and puke your guts out every morning, and 
have to piss all the fuckin' time, and ... "

"_Who_ is your dad?" Anna repeated.  

"His name is Lee Rogers," Kimmy answered, not entirely 
sure where the conversation was leading.  "I guess he's 
about your age or a little older.  He was forty-seven, 
last birthday.  I've seen pictures of him when he was a 
teenager.  He looked a lot like Elvis Presley back 
then.  He's still one of the greatest-looking guys 
around, in fact..."

Anna closed her eyes.  "Holy shit," she said in a 
hoarse whisper.  Then she opened her eyes and looked at 
Kimmy and Jamie.  "Yes," she said.  "I _did_ know him.  
Oh, God, what have we gotten ourselves into???"


CHAPTER 8

Vicki licked wetly at Lee Rogers' cock.  The taste was 
delicious, as it had always been, and she slurped 
thirstily, hoping that he would lose his iron control 
and splash her tongue with the thick hot sweetness of 
his jizz.

Lee cleared his throat.  "Honey," he sighed, stroking 
her dirty-blonde head, "there's something we need to 
talk about."

"I found you a maid," Vicki purred, lifting her mouth 
from his prick.  "Her name is Blanca, and she speaks a 
little English.  She's an illegal, of course, but you 
don't have to know that.  She'll be over first thing in 
the morning."  She ovaled her lips and slid them down 
over the head of Lee's swollen dick.  Her hunger was 
palpable from the warm wetness of her mouth, and she 
sucked hungrily.

"Of course," she added, sliding her lips up, wetly, a 
spidery trail of saliva dangling from the tip of her 
tongue to the point of Lee's cock, "she also weighs 
about 225 and I'm sure you won't be at all interested 
in fucking her.  So when you want good juicy sex, 
you'll just _have_ to come back to me, won't you, 
darling?" 

"It's not that," Lee told her.  "What I want to know 
is, who was your mother?  Was it Mrs Preston, or was it 
Anna?"

Vicki looked up, her blue eyes surprised.  "You didn't 
know?" she purred.  "I thought it was the gossip of the 
neighborhood! My grandparents always let on that I was 
theirs, but -- oh, honey, this is _so_ embarrassing -- 
I was born a bastard.  Anna's my mom.  I don't know who 
my father was."

There was more she could have told him, but she had 
decided, in agony, last night, that it was far too 
complicated.  Anyway, even if Jamie was dating Lee's 
daughter, it was just a high school romance.  It 
probably wouldn't survive the summer.  Nothing whatever 
to worry about.  Kids changed boyfriends and 
girlfriends as often as they changed their clothes.

And she was so delighted at the chance to revive the 
sexual relationship she'd begun with Lee Rogers, years 
and years ago, that she didn't want to complicate 
things by confessing to the man that he was the father 
of her own illegitimate child Jamie.  There would be 
time for that later, she was sure, once she had him 
hooked.  She'd tell him then.  Not now. 

Lee shook his head, fingering Vicki's tits as she 
gulped his cock in and out of her mouth.   She was a 
great suck, he had to admit.  In all his years, he'd 
found only a couple of women who were in her class.  

Kimmy was definitely one, of course.  His daughter 
could suck a cock almost unbelievably.  Sometimes he 
felt guilty about fucking Kimmy, but it only lasted 
until the moment her tongue grazed his swollen knob or 
his prick slid between the ever-juicy labes of her 
cunt.  

But if he'd ever had a world-class mouth on his rod, it 
had to be the mouth of Vicki's mother.  He'd popped 
Anna's cherry, many many years ago.  She was the 
neighborhood sexpot, blossoming into nubility almost 
overnight, and when she was ready for dick it was Lee 
Rogers' teenaged meat that had been there to fulfill 
her desires.

Christ, was he glad of that!  The feel of his prick 
sliding into her hot tight cunt -- the way her lips had 
ovaled to let out a squealing cry of pain, and then a 
moan of sweet delight, as he punched the end of his 
bloated cock through the flimsy barrier of Anna's 
ready-to-pop cherry -- those were memories he'd take 
with him to the grave.    

After thirty years, he could still feel the hungry 
suction of Anna Preston's mouth on his peter, the tense 
virginal tightness of her cunt as his cock slid into 
her willing young hole.

It felt odd to be fucking her daughter in the mouth 
now, but it also felt goddamn good.  Not like getting a 
fresh crack at the teenaged Anna Preston, nor even at 
the teenaged Vicki, but goddamn good.  Vicki's juices 
bubbled around his dick, and he stroked her head 
lovingly as he fed her the proof of his arousal.

Vicki's lips slid lower and lower down Lee's cock.  She 
gagged a little as he went too deep into her mouth, but 
even the sound of her choking was erotic.  Lee held her 
head firmly and force-fed her on his throbbing dick.

Thomas Wolfe had written a book to show that You Can't 
Go Home Again, but Lee decided that was just shit.  
Sometimes there was an unexpected delight to going home 
again.  With her saliva running down the shaft of his 
peter, Lee knew that he had truly come home.  

She sucked a lot better than when she was a kid, 
though, he had to admit.  He wondered how many cocks 
Vicki had had in her mouth since the last time he 
fucked her, but he didn't really care.  He was getting 
the full benefit of her sexual education, and Jesus, it 
was nice!

He handled her full, firm tits as she blew him.  She 
had definitely inherited her mother's jugs.  Anna's 
tits were the talk of the neighborhood while she was 
still in junior high.  Lee had been the first, 
luckiest, guy to get his hands and lips onto them.  
Vicki's weren't as big, but they were ripe and sweaty 
and a delight to the fingers.  

Sometimes he wished Kimmy had bigger boobs.  He really 
enjoyed hanging onto tits when he was fucking a woman.  
But Kimmy had her mother's little bitty pretty ones and 
they'd never grow up into the smooth, soft D-cups he 
was stroking.  

As his prick pulsated inside Vicki's mouth, he could 
almost feel the magic of his tool bursting through her 
mother's cherry to drive deep into the sweet untouched 
cunt of Anna Preston.  He pushed into her throat.  
Happiness was definitely an expert blowjob.

Like, how many guys ever got to fuck both a mother 
_and_ her daughter?  

Well, of course, Lee had fucked his ex-wife a zillion 
times, and now he was regularly fucking the shit out of 
Kimmy, but that was different.  For one thing, he 
hadn't been the first dick inside either of them.  
There was something incredibly erotic about knowing 
that he had popped the cherries of Anna Preston _and_ 
her daughter Vicki.  And now he was fucking Vicki 
again.

Her mouth was like a leech on his cock.  He wanted to 
keep on fucking her mouth, but he also wanted to kiss 
it while he filled her pussy with his throbbing meat.  
He pulled her upward, until she lay fleshy and ripe 
atop him, her body squirming all over his, her mouth as 
thirsty on his lips as it had been on his peter.

She lifted her pussy and reached down to grab at his 
dick.  Lee sighed, feeling the familiar grasp of Vicki 
on his rod.  "You know where I live, don't you, 
baby???" he panted.

"Bet your fucking ass I do," she husked, straightening 
up Lee's dick and easing its head into the crack of her 
pussy.   She moved her cunt downward, swallowing him in 
the frenzy of her arousal.

He thrust, filling her with his cock.  Vicki shrieked 
at the feel of his peter entering her hole, and she 
squirmed downward, gulping him into the passion of her 
cunt.  Her labes spread, making room for his engorged 
prick.  The knob thrust hard into Vicki and she 
swiveled onto it, grinding his meat with her turned-on 
twat.

She was every bit as good as he remembered.  Pieces 
like Vicki were few and far between.  Other than Anna, 
other than Kimmy, he'd never known another woman whose 
pussy was so magical, swallowing his cock.  His hands 
slid up and down her limber, active body, coming to 
rest on the rounded cheeks of her ass, and he ground 
her into the stabbing penetration of his hardened 
prick.

She surrounded him with her thighs.  The heat was 
intense, the fucking beyond words to describe.  His 
prick pounded up into Vicki, and she gobbled it with 
her redhot pussy.  The walls squeezed at his rod, 
urging it to fuck deeper and harder and wilder, and Lee 
Rogers shoved her cunt home with everything he had, the 
same way he'd done the first time he ever fucked Vicki 
Preston's tender teen twat.

But that was years and years ago, and she had learned a 
hell of a lot in the meantime.  Her cunt was wilder, 
hotter, crazier, than the first time he'd banged Vicki.  
She was a woman now, and not a randy teenager seeking 
total fulfillment in her very first fucking.  

Still, she was obviously getting total fulfillment as 
she fucked up and down on his rigid cock-mast.  The 
heat of her thighs engulfed Lee, swallowing the thrust 
of his prick, and his knob enlarged deep inside the 
woman.  He could almost forget that his own teen 
daughter was fucking Vicki's equally teenaged son.

Vicki pounded ferociously, her cunt impaled by Lee's 
prick.  She used every muscle in her snatch to make the 
ride as memorable for him as it was for her.  She 
bounced and rocked, her gash full of his driving dick.  
"Fuck me, you bastard," she howled, "fuck me like you 
did when you stole my cherry!"

Stole, shit!  She'd thrown herself at him, so anxious 
to get herself fucked she hadn't even bothered wearing 
panties.  He still remembered how she'd pulled a 
miniskirt up slightly skinny legs and shown him the 
fluffy, off-blonde hair that fleeced her newly-budded 
pussy bun.  How she'd taken his hand and put it on her 
cunt and let him feel the heat that radiated within 
her, the wetness that was thick as honey on her pussy 
lips.  

She was good then, but she was a lot better fuck now, 
years later, and his cock pounded fiercely up into the 
not-at-all virginal cunt he had first made a woman.  
Her thighs squeezed at him, and she slapped him in the 
face with her tits.  The only thing he could do was 
grab the bodacious boobs and stick the pulsating pink 
tips into his mouth, one after the other, back and 
forth, sucking till she _really_ went wild atop him.

Lee was turned on, but he could recognize that there 
was something almost fanatical in Vicki's fucking.  He 
was starting to think he might be better off if he 
didn't see so much of her after this.  She held his 
cock in a possessive pussy, and when she clenched her 
cuntal walls on him, he had the distinct impression she 
didn't ever want to let go of him again.

He rose upward, still ramming her with his cock, until 
he was sitting upright and Vicki was riding him face to 
face.  He smothered her mouth with his own and then he 
eased her over onto her back.  She moved liquidly, her 
cunt wet and hot as it continued to suck and gulp at 
his prick.  Her knees lifted as she went prone, and Lee 
felt his dick slide to the very depths of her pussy.

He kept on dipping his stick in Vicki, and her cunt 
exploded orgasmically around him.  But she was never a 
single-shot piece.  Lee Rogers fed his rigid dick to 
that hungry, bubbling hole, and he felt her body 
convulse again, and again, and again.  Her sweaty 
thighs wrapped around him and she pulled him down into 
the pillowy fullness of her moist, salty tits.  He 
licked the sweat from the slopes of her boobs and fed 
thirstily on her fat, full nipples.

His cock popped out of her slippery hole.  She writhed 
beneath him.  "Don't stop fucking me, goddamn you," she 
groaned.

Instead, though, Lee slid downward, his mouth trailing 
moistly over her heaving body.  He licked her navel 
while he fingered and squeezed her fur-thatched cunt.  
His fingers entered her, making up for the absence of 
his cock.  She stiffened, sucking the fingers into her 
pussy, and he heard her sigh and moan dreamily.

He took the wet fingers out and used them on her hard, 
throbbing clit.  He peeled back the labes, baring the 
pearly button, and he slurped it with his tongue.  His 
fingers, caressing Vicki's gash, were pissed upon by 
juicy cuntal wetness.  

Lee rolled her over, spreading her thighs and shoving 
his face up between them.

"You bastard," he heard her giggle, "I think I know 
what you have in mind!  And I want you to know I'm not 
that kind of a woman!"

He cupped her fleshy buttocks, spreading them.  Her 
cunt winked open, the interior red and glossy from the 
juice that was oozing out of her uterus.  Lee lapped it 
up and down, tickling the crinkly pussy lips with his 
frisky tongue.  His hands kept on manipulating her 
buttocks.  Glancing up, he could see her asshole, and 
he smiled.

He widened the spread of her asscheeks and he speared 
his tongue into the modestly-dilated anal opening.  He 
made it wet, screwing his tongue round and round, while 
Vicki squirmed and purred and said, "You better not do 
that..."

She didn't sound at all convincing.

Lee pulled on her ass, till the shithole gaped.  He 
pushed his tongue into the gap, and Vicki said "Oh!!!"

She was tight but not uninterested.  He replaced his 
tongue with his finger.  The assring resisted for a 
moment or two, but it was not uninterested either.  He 
popped the ring and stabbed deeply into the moaning 
woman's backdoor.

Rising to his knees behind her, he had the middle 
finger of one hand thrust up her asshole, the middle 
finger of the other hand buried in the musky swamp of 
Vicki's pussy.  He pronged her from both ends at once, 
driving as deep, as hard, as he could shove.  

"You motherfucker," she wailed, "what are you doing to 
me?"

Actually, he had to admit, she was on the right track.  
He had fucked _her_ mother, at least, so he supposed he 
qualified.

But he wanted to put more than his finger up her 
asshole, and the feverish response of Vicki's body told 
him that she would probably go for the idea too.  He 
took his digits out of her sex holes, and he moved into 
the wide, willing spread of her thighs, coming down 
upon her from behind.  Her ass lifted instinctively 
toward him, and he slipped his arm around her waist, 
pressing his hard-cocked body against Vicki's.

"You've gotten nasty since the last time we fucked," 
Vicki panted.  "I think you honestly wanna stick that 
thing up my asshole!"

"And you've gotten smarter since the last time we 
fucked," Lee countered.  "Back then you were just 
young, dumb, and full of cum.  My cum.  I think I'll 
give you some more of it."

He leaned back, stroking her asscheeks.  They rose and 
fell like the tide.  She was offering herself to him, 
freely, acceptantly.  "Fuck me, Lee," he heard her 
whisper.  "Fuck me in any goddamn hole you like..."

Assfucking was something Lee missed since the divorce.  
His ex-wife had been willing to do it, now and then, 
though she'd never particularly enjoyed it.  Kimmy 
found the idea appealing if only for its dirtiness, but 
she was just too damn young and tight to make room back 
there for her daddy's huge cock.

Lee stuck his finger back into Vicki's anus, and he 
reamed her forcefully, certain that she could expand 
widely enough to accept his prick.  But there was only 
one way to find out, wasn't there?

He pressed his knob into the hollowed dimple of her 
asshole.  It entered her, finding the hole a little 
less tight than his finger had, but still a snug 
passage.  If God hadn't wanted it to be fucked, why did 
he put a hole in it? Lee wondered.  

Vicki squirmed and sighed, her hips rolling lusciously 
as Lee teased her asshole with his cock.  "I almost 
never do this," she said, but he suspected she wasn't 
being entirely candid.  The raunchy motion of her 
buttocks told him that she had had her cute little 
hiney fucked, more than a couple of times.

He dipped his rod back into her pussy, getting himself 
wetter, and then he returned to her anal opening.  The 
slick lube he had picked up in her pussy made things 
slightly easier.  Lee's prick slid into Vicki's 
asshole.  

She made a gasping, groaning sound, and he saw her 
hands clench, heard them thump against the carpeted 
floor, but his knob was driving up her shit chute now, 
and there was no way she was not gonna get fucked in 
the ass!

Lee began to pump, hard, as soon as her shitter was 
spread wide enough to accommodate him.  Vicki squealed 
with the first six or eight thrusts, but she definitely 
liked what he was doing to her, and she pounded back to 
meet his driving dick, gulping it with lubed, lewd 
muscles into the taut depths of her rectum.

His hands explored her body as he humped her from the 
rear.  He pawed her tits, her dripping pussy.  Her clit 
was even harder now, and he squeezed it with his 
fingers, milking it like a nipple.  More juice leaked 
from her cunt.  If she'd been pissing on his fingers, 
she couldn't have been any wetter.  

Maybe she was pissing on his fingers.  Who knew?  Who 
really cared?  He was in her asshole, up to the balls.  
She could shit turds the size of Cadillacs when he was 
done with her!  Lee opened her vigorously, slamming so 
hard her buttock flesh rolled in sexy ripples of 
motion.

Her clit throbbed between his wet fingers.  Beneath 
him, Vicki stiffened, a scream caught halfway down her 
throat.  Lee pumped her, furiously, trying to shove 
that scream out of Vicki.  

He must have hit the spot.  She wailed, a soprano 
spine-chilling cry, and her body exploded beneath him.  
Her asshole clenched like a vise around his cock, and 
his finger, stuffed up her pussy, found itself in a 
maelstrom of orgasmic excitement.

He couldn't hold back, either.  The fury of Vicki's 
orgasm sucked the cum right out of Lee Rogers' nuts.  
He closed his eyes, still pumping, but it was only a 
matter of seconds until his cock erupted.  Yes!  Yes!!  
Oh, fucking yesssssss!!!

"I can feel you squirting," Vicki gasped.  "Fuck me, 
baby, fill me, baby, shoot me full of your juicy cum!"

He came out of her, still squirting, her asshole so 
tight he couldn't get back inside.  Vicki rolled over 
and made a possesssive grab for his jutting, 
sperm-dripping cock.  She took a couple of spraying 
blasts in the face and then she sucked him into her 
mouth, drinking the rest of his load straight from the 
fountain.

His jizz ran down her chin and her eyes were upside 
down in their sockets as she fed on his splattering 
prick.  Jesus Christ, Lee thought, I could almost 
_marry_ this bitch!

***

"Why don't you?" she whispered, snuggling with him on 
the floor.  "Marry me, I mean?  I'm between husbands 
and I'm free, white, and 21-plus.  We still click, just 
like we did that first time.  I can feel it, and so can 
you."

It was that ass-fucking.  She'd never felt so close to 
him as when she let him stick his cock up her asshole.  
If that hadn't sealed them together, nothing ever 
would.  She cuddled closer, kissing him on the neck, 
the cheek, the lips, feeling his response grow warmer 
with the repetition.  He's mine, she thought.  I've got 
him now.

"It's not that simple," Lee countered.  His hand cupped 
one of her tits.  The nipple was still firm and hard, 
and he leaned down to lick a bubble of sweat from its 
pink, pointy tip.  His lips closed around it and he 
suckled her.  Vicki purred out a contented sigh.  Yes, 
she thought, this is it.  The time is now.

"Of course it isn't," Vicki agreed, "but the main thing 
we'd have to do is break it to Jamie and Kimmy.  They 
really shouldn't be dating, in any case.  It isn't 
right."

"Why not?" Lee wondered.  "They make a cute couple, and 
they're crazy about each other."  He was happy Kimmy 
was slaking some of her overabundant sexual desires and 
needs on Jamie, in any event.  As horny as the kid was 
getting, she could fuck her poor old Daddy into the 
grave if Daddy was the only one trying to keep her 
satisfied.  

It didn't bother Lee very much to know his little girl 
was fucking someone else.  She could screw  the hair 
off Goliath's peter, given half a chance.  A backup 
squad gave Lee some breathing room.  That his 
daughter's fuck buddy was the son of a woman he was 
more than slightly intimate with didn't present any 
particular problem to Lee Rogers.

After all, _he_ wasn't fucking Jamie -- his daughter 
was.  And the respite it gave him from Kimmy's 
hot-blooded teen nymphomania meant that he could spend 
that much more time getting reacquainted with Vicki.

"You still haven't figured it out, have you?" Vicki 
smiled.  She kissed Lee.  "I was a virgin when you 
fucked me.  Remember?"  He remembered.  He'd had to 
recover the couch to get the bloodstains out.  "And do 
you remember _when_ you fucked me?  The month, the 
year?  How old do you think Jamie is?  He was born 
_exactly_ nine months after the day your big sweet fat 
hard cock popped my cherry and squirted my pussy full 
of your juicy thick cum, darling!"

"What?" Lee said, genuinely shocked.  "You mean, I'm 
--"

"Jamie's father," Vicki purred.  "He goes by the name 
of Dolan, since my first husband legally adopted him, 
but his real name should be Rogers.  Just like his 
dad's.  And I don't think it's exactly nice that he's 
dating his sister.  There!  I've told you, and I'm glad 
I did!  Aren't you going to say anything, Lee? What's 
the matter?  Pussy got your tongue???"


CHAPTER 9

"You son of a bitch!" Anna Preston shouted.  "You dirty 
son of a bitch!"  She raised her fist, clearly 
intending to roundhouse Lee Rogers for a second time, 
but he grabbed her wrist, arresting the blow in 
mid-swing.

His jaw stung from the first thump she'd given him.  
She had a hell of a left, he thought, but enough was 
enough.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked.  "I 
haven't seen you in almost thirty years.  You call me 
up, more or less ordering me to get my ass over here, 
and then you try to deck me in the doorway?  Am I 
paranoid, or are you pissed off about something? And if 
so, _what_ is it???"

"You don't know?" Anna narrowed her eyes.  "You don't 
have the slightest fucking idea what I'm upset about?  
Well, come inside and I'll tell you."

Her hands trembled as she fixed drinks.  Anna rarely 
touched alcohol, but it was definitely time for a lot 
of Scotch and just a little water.  

As she handed a glass to Lee, his fingers brushed the 
back of her wrist.  He looked up, smiling.  "The years 
have been really good to you, Anna."

Christ, what an asshole thing to say to a woman!  She 
felt like tossing the drink in his face.  But his lips 
parted, and she saw the gleam of his teeth, the cool 
brown of his eyes, and suddenly she was a giddy 
teenager again, ready to surrender her cherry to the 
coolest guy in town.

"Sit down," Lee told her, patting the cushion beside 
him.  It was her house, for Chrissakes, and he was 
acting as if he were the host and she the guest.  Anna 
sat down, her knees a little weak and wobbly.  She took 
a deep sip of her drink, nostrils filling with the 
fumes of the Scotch.

"Now tell me what's on your mind," Lee went on.  "Your 
phone call was more than slightly uninformative."

Anna took a very deep breath.  "I just want to know if 
you're fucking my daughter," she told him.

Lee swirled his drink in its glass.  He looked down at 
it, and then he looked back into Anna's face.  He said, 
"Yes," no less, no more than that.

Anna tossed the rest of her Scotch and water into his 
face.  "You son of a bitch," she whispered.

Lee wiped himself with his handkerchief.  "I didn't 
know until yesterday that she was _your_ daughter.  You 
were living in San Francisco when Vicki was in high 
school, and your parents let everyone in town think 
that Vicki belonged to them.  I always thought she was 
your younger sister.  When Kimmy told me the straight 
of it, you could have knocked me over with a pillow."

He took her by the hands.  "Is that the problem, Anna?" 
he asked.  "Are you jealous because I've had my dick in 
your daughter?"

She threw herself onto him, fists clenched, spittle 
frothing on her lips.  Lee was taken by surprise when 
she attacked, and he fell over backwards with Anna atop 
him.

"You motherfucker," she hissed, "you've had your dick 
in your own daughter!"

***

"Don't you have any head for figures?" she told him, 
panting now that her rage had spent itself.  "You 
fucked me in February 1957.  Vicki was born in 
November.  You saw the blood on your dick.  You know I 
was a virgin when you got me.  One sweet wild fuck, one 
giant load of cum poured into my virgin pussy.  Add 
nine months' time, and you have Vicki.  And from all I 
hear, you _have_ had her, haven't you?"

Lee shook his head.  "I'll be goddamned," he said.  
"You should have told me.  Back then.  We were too 
young to get married, but I'd have done what I could 
for you.  You were always something special to me, 
Anna.  Hardly a day in the last thirty years that I 
haven't felt some memory of the times we..."

He paused.  The full implications had just hit him.  
Not only had he fathered Vicki on Anna Preston, he had 
also sired Jamie on his own daughter.  I'll be a son of 
a bitch, Lee thought.  He looked at Anna.  Obviously 
she wasn't aware of who Jamie's father was.  Given her 
responses already, she'd have been packing a gun if 
she'd known.  

Anna rolled off him.  "I oughta kill you," she sighed, 
"but it would be sort of hypocritical, I suppose."  
Glancing at him, she wondered if it was really any 
worse for him to fuck Vicki than it was for her to fuck 
Jamie.  But damn him, that was none of his business, 
was it?   

She stood up, breathing heavily.  Lee sat up and took 
hold of her hands.  "No," she whispered, but he didn't 
let go.  He glanced up, those irresistible brown eyes 
of his slightly misty-looking.  Oh, shit, she thought, 
it's going to happen again...

He undid her blouse, his fingers deft on the buttons.  
Anna leaned back, arching her tits forward.  He stroked 
the cups of her bra.  They were smooth nylon, and as 
his fingers moved back and forth, the peaks of her 
nipples began to harden visibly in the clinging fabric.  

Anna squirmed tensely.  "Don't," she whispered, but she 
knew she didn't mean it.  She covered his hands with 
her own, pushing them down more firmly atop her heaving 
tits.  Leaning forward, she pressed her mouth against 
Lee's, lips parting as they contacted his.  She tasted 
his tongue, wet and warm and snakey.

He unsnapped her bra.  Her tits seemed to spring out at 
him.  His hands were waiting, and he filled them with 
Anna's jugs.  She wriggled the shirt off her body, 
shook loose the bra, kept on smearing her lipstick all 
over Lee's mouth.  Her knee was between his legs, 
rubbing passionately at the stiffening inside his 
pants.

His cock was even bigger than she remembered.  The idea 
of having it inside her cunt again, after thirty years, 
made juice flow like piss from the crack of Anna's 
pussy.  Her panties were sopping wet and her twat 
burned and itched like a son of a bitch.  She took one 
of his hands and pushed it down between her legs, 
forcing herself into his not unwilling grip.

He lifted her skirt and slipped his hand into her 
panties.  She was dripping.  Her hairs were already 
damp and matted.  Heat radiated from her crack, and her 
clit was standing up on tiptoes.  Lee fingered her 
pussy with one hand, her tits with the other, and he 
kept his tongue slicking in and out of her wet mouth.

Anna gasped for breath.  Lee bent down to suck the 
bared gumdrop nipples of her big soft jugs.  His lips 
closed around a swollen, fattened teat and he drew it 
back and forth, humming as he sucked her.

She unzipped his pants, reached inside.  The cock she 
found there was as big, as hard, as it had been the day 
it popped her cherry thirty-something years ago.  The 
difference was, today she wanted it even more than she 
had back then.  God!  Even the knowledge that he had 
been fucking her daughter -- _their_ daughter -- with 
it didn't slake the sudden sexual hunger that raged 
inside Anna Preston.

But Christ, who was she to be making judgements?  
Hadn't she done something even worse, fucking her 
grandson?  And, she reminded herself with just a tinge 
of smug satisfaction, even if Lee had fucked Anna's 
daughter, Anna had fucked Lee's daughter!

It was no time to be worrying about who was one-up on 
whom.  Her fingers slid around and around the swollen, 
pulsating shaft of Lee's prick, and the rapid throb of 
his heartbeat, racing through the length of the tool, 
was like a jackhammer vibrating inside her fist.  
Behind the soft cushions of her tits, Anna's heart 
raced just as madly, and Lee's finger was jammed to the 
last knuckle inside the hot wet fever of her dripping 
cunt.

He fucked in and out of her.  "God, what a snapper!" he 
grinned up at her.  "Hasn't lost a thing since the last 
time I was inside it.  But tell me, Anna, does it still 
like to gobble cock as much as it did back in '57?"

She stepped back, pulling at the waistbutton of her 
skirt.  She gave her ass a shake and the skirt slid 
down her legs.  The panties were so wet they were 
almost glued to her cuntal flesh, but she yanked them 
down too, and she came back toward Lee, rubbing her 
cunt as she walked.  When she got to the couch, where 
he was sitting, Anna climbed atop him, shoving her twat 
into his face and clenching her thighs against the 
sides of his head.

"First it needs to be gobbled," she said with a laugh.  
His hands were already eager and exploratory on her 
ass, and his tongue was climbing up into the hairy 
swamp of Anna's pussy.

She was half-standing, half-squatting, her cunt jammed 
against his lips.  The smell of aroused pussy was so 
strong Anna's own head swam.  Lee seemed to be doing 
okay, though, and he was the one actually in the 
trench.  He inhaled the fumes of her excited cunt and 
he split her gash with his fingers and tongues, licking 
and feeling his way into Anna Preston.  The man had 
sucking on his mind!

She squeezed down with her cunt, grinding it as if it 
were an orange and his face the juicer.  Her pussy 
slipped and slithered across his mouth, his chin.  He 
kept on licking wherever he could get his tongue, but 
mostly he concentrated on her hugely engorged clit -- 
as big, in proportion now, as his cock -- and the 
savage, itching lips of Anna's cunt.  

Her labes were swollen and unbearably sensitized.  Just 
the soft gentle lapping of his tongue felt like 
masturbation with coarse grade sandpaper.  He slipped 
his tongue between her flaps and poked into the 
rippling, sucking mouth of Anna's twat.  She held his 
crown with her hands and his face with her thighs, and 
she fucked his goddamn mouth with her juicing snatch!

Lee sucked her till she came, goo spurting all over his 
probing tongue.  He had her by the ass, and he massaged 
the sweaty globes.  One finger poked her shitter, and 
she lurched upward, gasping "Ohhhh!  You dirty fucker!"  

But then she giggled, almost girlishly, and she settled 
back down.  Her ass did a frisky little wiggle against 
the tip of Lee's finger and he thought, Like mother, 
like daughter.

He tickled her butt with his finger.  What would she 
think if he gave her a ripe hard fucking up that hole, 
like he'd done to Vicki yesterday?  

Christ, what would she think if she knew how un-shocked 
he was at her revelation?

As he fingered her asshole and kept on slurping the 
juice out of her pussy, Lee was trying to draw a 
genealogical chart in his mind that would clarify what 
had turned into a nightmare set of relationships.  He 
wasn't entirely sure that he hadn't somewhere become 
his own grandfather.  If Anna didn't kill him after 
all, he was going to see if the GUINNESS BOOK OF WORLD 
RECORDS was interested in this one.  No names, of 
course.

His middle finger poked her anus, penetrated the 
assring.  Anna squealed, exactly the same way her 
daughter had squealed when he stuck his finger up her 
butt.  Christ, they were a real pair, weren't they?  
Both of them had come after him, flaunting all they had 
until he did the natural thing and took it.  And now 
that he had come back to town, they were doing it all 
over again!

"I must be living right," he murmured into the furry 
wetness of Anna's pussy.  His finger slithered deeper 
into her shitter.  She felt tight and greasy back 
there.  He reminded himself to fuck her in the ass, 
just for old time's sake.  If he'd stuck it up her butt 
back in '57, instead of creaming his load into the 
thirsty reservoir of her cunt, his life would not be 
quite so complicated today.

"Fuck me now, Lee, please?" Anna sighed, easing herself 
off him.  She dripped sweat, and her face was flushed.  
"But let's do it in my bed.  I've never fucked you in a 
bed, remember?  In the backseat of your dad's car, yes, 
and in the treehouse in our old back yard, but never on 
a real bed.  I'm told I'm pretty good in bed.  Wanna 
find out?"


CHAPTER 10

"This is a great view," Lee said, leaning back on the 
bed.  A large window opened onto the hills.  It was 
very secluded up here in the canyon.  If she killed 
him, they might never find his body.

"This is a better view," Anna husked, her eyes fixed on 
the gigantic cock that thrust up from his loins.  She 
slid onto the bed, next to him, and she covered his 
mouth in a kiss while her hand took immediate 
possession of his rod.  She stroked it warmly, moistly, 
panting her excitement into his mouth.

He played with her spongy tits while she masturbated 
him, but they both knew that there was a lot more to 
sex than a hand or a tit job.  Anna's lips moved 
downward.  She burrowed into his chest hair, sucking 
his nipples as frenziedly as he had eaten hers.  There 
was a delicious salty taste to his flesh, and the 
pinpoint nips grew hard against her lapping tongue.

"I've fucked a lot of men in the last thirty years," 
Anna said hoarsely, "but I never forgot you.  You were 
my first.  A woman always remembers her first man.  Let 
me show you what I remember most of all."

She moved quickly, leaning down to lick the end of his 
cock where it protruded from her clutching fist.  Lee 
closed his eyes, groaning softly at the touch of her 
tongue.  It was soft as velvet, and it dripped steamy 
wetness onto his prick.  

She licked him for what seemed an eternity.  His cock 
was as wet as if he'd just come from the shower before 
she opened her mouth to take it inside.  When she did, 
Jesus!

Anna went down on him.  She really went down on him.  
Her lips ovaled, and her throat opened, and she gulped 
him all the way to the balls on that first swallow.  

"You couldn't do that back in '57," Lee said, fondling 
her ass.  "But I was too young and stupid to have 
appreciated it, anyway.  Mmmm, baby, suck that dick!"

Anna giggled as her head bobbed.  She was showing off, 
but she knew she was good and she enjoyed demonstrating 
it.  He had the biggest prick she'd ever swallowed.  
The knob felt like an apple caught halfway down her 
throat, but she was moving so fast she hardly had time 
for it to register.  The friction rubbed her raw, 
internally.  It didn't make her stop.

Her slobber ran down the shaft, collecting in bubbles 
at the root of Lee's cock.  She was working his balls 
with her hand while she fed on his peter.  He was 
starting to get the spirit, pumping his tool up into 
her mouth in a growing eagerness.  She could hear him 
gasping and moaning and she knew he was impressed.  

He got his hand between her legs while she sucked him 
off.  Her pussy was a little tender, thanks to the 
raunchy orgasm he'd eaten out of her in the living 
room, but she spread 'em, and his fingers penetrated 
her hole once again.  He speared a finger deep and fast 
into her pussy.  

Anna throbbed and jerked with each stroke, her mouth 
still bobbing furiously on Lee's cock.  Jesus, the man 
thought, she had the best goddamn mouth that had ever 
wrapped itself around his rod!  Better than Kimmy, 
better even than Vicki.  A hell of a lot better than 
his ex-wife.  A guy could fall in love with a mouth 
like Anna's.

He kept on fingering her pussy.  It wasn't nearly as 
loose as you'd expect from a woman her age.  As with 
most guys pushing fifty, when Lee Rogers thought about 
sex, it usually involved some skinny, loose-moraled 
hardbody with a tight hot punani.  He'd fucked his 
share of such sweet little bunnies.  Christ, Kimmy was 
the epitome of the breed!  But there was something wild 
and frisky about the feel of Anna's cunt around his 
fingers, something that girls in their teens and 
twenties couldn't begin to possess.

He felt her getting hotter.  He had two fingers up her 
snatch now, and he was using them like a dick in her 
hot wet hole.  Wet was hardly the word for her pussy, 
in fact.  He bunched three fingers together and slid 
them into Anna all at once, pushing until the knuckles 
caught on her cuntring.  

"Ahhhh," she gasped around her mouthful of giant hard 
dick, and the sound was so intense that Lee almost 
squirted down her throat.  He closed his eyes and 
rammed her cunt -- anything to take his mind off the 
sudden impulse of his cock to erupt!

Her cunt expanded under his spirited attack.  He lifted 
her leg so he could see what was happening, and he 
looked in awe as her twat dilated  enough to allow his 
knuckles to go inside her.  Anna groaned again, the hum 
vibrating off the sides of his prick.  Lee pushed, and 
his knuckles disappeared within Anna's hole.  He had 
never fist-fucked a woman before, but he was doing it 
now.

She squirmed wildly, frenetically, as he pushed more of 
his hand inside her.  She was tight as hell, but she 
was obviously willing, and the incredible heat gulped 
at Lee's probing hand.  He hardly noticed that he was 
spilling his load down her throat.  Sure, there was a 
sudden twing! in his balls, and a sense of release, but 
his cock stayed rigid and Anna kept on gulping it down 
her throat while she ate his frothing river of sperm.

His hand was in her now, almost to the goddamn wrist.  
He couldn't jab any further, so he rotated, grinding 
his fist around inside Anna's hole.  She was pissing on 
him.  He knew it.  He didn't care.  It just made her 
hole that much wetter.  But she was so fucking tight he 
wondered if he'd ever get his fist back out again.

She turned, cum running down her chin, and she looked 
at him with sex-glazed eyes.  She pumped her pussy 
toward his impaling fist, and she said, "Now why don't 
you replace it with your cock, baby? Or have you 
learned to squirt semen from your fingers?"

She lay down on her back, his hand still inside her, 
and she lifted her knees.  Her pussy deepened, but he 
couldn't go much further.  No matter.  He'd done his 
job.  She was coming like a bitch all over his fist, 
and he felt as much in love with Anna as he had the day 
he busted her cherry back in '57.  His dick was ten 
inches long, thick as a log, and it was as full of cum 
as it had been when she first took it in her mouth.  

He wriggled his hand out.  Her pussy sagged, and she 
let out a howl.  She began to rub her cunt vigorously.  
"Jesus, I think you've ruined me," she said in a hoarse 
voice.  "Being fisted is one thing, but that bear paw 
of yours ...  Christ, let's see if you have the tool to 
repair the damage..."

She spread her thighs, pulling her cunt open again, and 
she used her hands to keep it open.  Her big soft tits 
heaved invitingly.  "You, on top," she said, "just like 
the first time.  Then we'll get inventive."

Lee mounted her, and she guided his tool into her 
cavity.  He rammed hard, pounding her with his peter, 
and she grunted, raising her knees and sucking his rod 
deeper.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, lifting 
up to kiss him with her cum-smeared lips, and she 
folded her heels around his calves, using them like 
scissors as she did the grind on his ramming prick.

"Fuck me," she moaned.  "Fuck meeeee!!!"

He fucked her.  

Anna came twice while he rode her bouncing body.  He'd 
fired off his load in her mouth -- she could still 
taste it, thick and tangy, in her throat -- and now his 
cock was ready to fuck her till the cows came home.  

She grew raw internally, her cunt shivering under Lee's 
fierce attack.  She wasn't the only one who'd become an 
expert fuck in the years since 1957.  But there was 
still something tremendous, magical, about the union of 
his cock and her pussy.  

They had created Vicki with that union, thirty years 
ago, and now it was happening again.  She was just 
happy that she'd had her tubes tied a couple of years 
back.  She could fuck for fun now, without worrying 
about the consequences.

But the harder, the deeper, he jabbed with his cock, 
the more her pussy ached.  "Oh, God," she gasped, "I'm 
raw!  Slow down!  No, make me come again!  Oh, shit!"

Lee eased his prick out of Anna.  He kissed her again, 
snuggling atop her body.  "Let's try it differently," 
he suggested.  "You said we'd get inventive.  Maybe it 
will be easier if I fuck you from behind."

"You read my mind," Anna said.  "I love it dog-style!"  
She rolled over and lifted upward, onto her knees, her 
big firm ass presented for his visual and tactile 
pleasure.  From the way his hands stroked her, she knew 
he was getting plenty of that.

He slipped her his dick, but she was still fuck-sore 
inside.  She took six or seven horny, passionate 
strokes before she said, "Oh, fuck..."

"I have another idea," Lee said.  "Rather inventive."

"So do I," Anna countered.  "Why don't you stick that 
thing up my ass?"  

He laughed.  "You took the words right out of my 
mouth."

His cock entered her with much less difficulty than 
he'd have thought.  She gasped at the penetration, and 
he said, "I'm not the first guy to come in the 
backdoor, am I, baby?  But I'm gonna be the best..."

He was.  He'd always been the best.  Anna didn't take 
it up the butt all that often, but she enjoyed doing 
it, and she fucking loved the way Lee Rogers slipped 
her his engorged peter.  She frigged the outside of her 
pussy while he bombed her butthole, and she swayed on 
her knees, moaning deliciously beneath his attack.

She was even more responsive to an assfucking than 
Vicki had been, and Vicki had loved it.  Lee just shook 
his head.  If a man had to be in the situation he was 
in, it was fantastic that he should have three such 
fuck-bunnies as Anna, Vicki, and Kimmy to share the 
guilt with.  But he didn't feel guilty.  Not now, 
fucking Anna, and not yesterday, fucking Vicki or 
fucking Kimmy.  

Anna's asshole was tight and resilient.  His cock got 
very good leverage, prying into her, and once he'd 
reamed her out to the size of his shaft, he was able to 
pump her fast and deep.  She vibrated with each stroke, 
her asscheeks flowing in sexy ripples.  His body 
hunched  over hers, and his hands were full of her 
bouncing tits.  She kept stretching back so she could 
kiss him.

She came again, with his dick stuffed up her tailpipe.  
It was an explosion, not just an orgasm.  Her anus 
snugged around his cock, like a beartrap just snapped 
shut.  Lee's eyes almost popped out of his head.  He 
banged her a time or two more, but he was fighting a 
losing battle.  His balls were going to bust.

He squirted his cum into her guts, painting her colon 
white with sperm.  The furious jabs of his ejaculating 
cock rushed Anna into another climax, and another, and 
they collapsed onto the bed, his tool still inside her, 
still jerking, still pissing out little bubblets of 
jizz.  

He was hard enough to fuck her again, but his balls 
were down to pea-size.  Her asshole squeezed and sucked 
around his long rigid bone.  He stirred her shit a few 
more times, but then, bowing to reality, he slid it out 
of her greasy, cummy tunnel and he stretched out beside 
her on his belly, his arm thrown across Anna's body.

She turned to him.  "Maybe I was a little extreme," she 
sighed.  "You couldn't help it.  You never knew Vicki 
belonged to you and me.  She was always beautiful, and 
she was a bit of a slut when she was young.  Hell, I 
suppose she's still a bit of a slut!  Men have never 
had much luck at resisting her.  If she went after you 
the same way I did, you'd have been a fool to turn her 
down.  But I think you should stop fucking her, for 
propriety's sake."

Lee didn't say anything.  "All right," Anna said.  
"I'll bribe you.  If I tell you a secret, a really 
horrible secret, that you can hold over my head, will 
you promise me that you'll quit fucking our daughter?"

"Maybe," Lee teased.  "What kind of horrible secret 
could you have?"

Anna blushed.  "I fucked my grandson," she said.  
"Jamie.  Vicki's son.  And I loved it."

Lee's eyebrows raised.  "You fucked my son Jamie?" he 
asked.  "What kind of a grandmother are you?"

Anna's jaw dropped.  "_You_???" she shrieked.  "It was 
you who knocked up Vicki, just like you knocked me up?  
Oh, God, I don't believe this!  What kind of people are 
we?"

Lee slid closer.  "The best kind, honey," he assured 
her.  "The very best kind.  But we've been keeping too 
many secrets from each other, for much too long.  What 
we have to do now is come up with an arrangement we can 
all live with.  I've been thinking, and I have an idea.  
Listen, and tell me what you think of it..."


CHAPTER 11

Vicki knew she should have been at the office, but ever 
since learning that Lee Rogers had come back to town, 
she had been able to think of nothing but excuses to be 
with him.  And now that she had shared her deepest 
secret with him, she felt that she had a hold on him 
that could never be broken.  Sooner or later, she'd get 
him.  By God, she would get him!

They were in the bathroom at Lee's place.  Kimmy was 
off riding with Jamie in that red MG Anna had been 
foolish enough to give the kid.  But since it kept 
Kimmy occupied and out of the way, Vicki couldn't 
badmouth the car very much.  And she was looking 
forward to an afternoon of absolutely incredible sex 
with the man she was absolutely sure that loved.

Lee undressed her slowly, sensuously, caressing each 
portion of her lush tanned body as he bared it.  She 
closed her eyes and relished his fondling.  When he 
cupped her tits, pressing up against her from behind 
with his cock hard and fat, she began to purr from deep 
in her throat, just like a cat.  

He removed her skirt, and then her slip.  His hands 
moved into her crotch.  She wasn't wearing panties 
today.  She'd wanted her pussy immediately accessible 
to him.

He fingered the furry mound, stroking it gently.  That 
aroused Vicki even more than the quickie approach.  But 
there was something even more special about his 
caresses today, she told herself.  Oh, God, was he 
about to pop the question???  Had he fallen already?  
As he kissed her shoulder and tickled her clit, she was 
able to convince herself that it was true.

She turned, her lips and eyes both moist.  She kissed 
him, then slipped off his t-shirt.  She loved the hair 
on his chest.  She burrowed in it, biting his nipples, 
sniffing his armpits, licking the tangy sweat from his 
skin.  Her hands were on his waist, and she was undoing 
his belt, tugging his pants downward.

Beneath them he wore a pair of skimpy, tight-fitting 
shorts, like the suits the guys wore on the beach only 
sexier.  Vicki knelt slowly, tonguing her way down his 
body, until she reached the waistband of the shorts.  

They were full of his cock, and the sight of that 
barely concealed lump of sex-flesh was all the 
aphrodisiac Vicki needed.  She puckered her lips and 
used them to trace the outline of Lee's cock, kissing 
it through the fabric of the shorts.  She could already 
taste it, or was that just memory?  Her lips parted, 
and she sipped at his prick, licked it, momentarily 
mouthing the big swollen knob.

But she needed the feel of the real, and she tugged the 
shorts downward, drawing her head back defensively as 
his engorged tool came thrusting forth.  It wobbled 
hypnotically before her eyes, but she forced herself to 
take his shorts all the way down before she put her 
hands on Lee's exposed prick.

"Did you talk to Kimmy yet?" she asked, taking him in 
her two excited fists.  "Did you tell her that she 
should maybe think about finding another boyfriend?"

"Not yet," Lee said.  "I mean, don't you think we're 
rushing it a little?"

Vicki kissed the end of his cock.  It tasted fantastic 
on her lips.  Pre-cum was already oozing from his slit, 
and she licked it up with her tongue.  It didn't have a 
real taste, but to her, it was the epitome of Lee's 
body flavor, and she was in heaven.  

She knew that she was being pushy, and she made a 
resolution to be less so.  Vicki had an excellent shot 
at making Lee her fifth husband, and if she got him, 
she was going to fucking keep him! There was no 
percentage in playing her hand too early and blowing 
the deal altogether.

She made up for her verbal aggressiveness by getting 
orally aggressive on the end of his cock.  She slipped 
it in and out of her mouth, sucking, sipping, drinking 
with little wet pats of her tongue on his flesh.  The 
bulbous knob seemed to enlarge with each wet stroke, 
and she felt a deepening thirst for him.  

She held his balls in a light, warm grip while her 
mouth slid easily up and down the upper third of his 
cock.  She wanted to eat the whole thing but she wasn't 
sure she could handle it.  His pre-cum was starting to 
mix palpably with bubbles of sperm, and the salty 
muskiness tingled her taste buds.

Her lips tightened, and she drew hard on his knob, 
moaning a little as she sucked him.  Glancing up, she 
saw the look of pleasure on his face, and she beamed in 
satisfaction.  Her lips slid lower on his shaft.

But then she raised her face.  "Why don't we get in the 
shower?" Vicki suggested.  "We can get soapy and sexy 
at the same time.  And when we're both fresh and  
sweet-smelling, I'll take you in the bedroom and fuck 
the living shit out of you!"

***

As they stepped into the warm spray, his hands took 
possession of her body once again.  Vicki leaned back, 
surrendering herself as completely as she had that 
night, years ago, when she'd lifted her skirt, shown 
him her bare cunt, and placed his hand upon her teenage 
mound.  

She was no teenager now.  To a lot of guys, that was a 
debit, but Lee Rogers obviously had no such prejudices.  
Jesus, he was the only _real_ man she'd ever been with, 
and to be with him again was like waking up in heaven.

He soaped her tits, rinsed them, and sucked them, in 
that order.  She fed him on her nipples, gasping when 
his teeth or tongue grew too aggressive, but her hands 
on his neck made sure he stayed busy where it counted 
the most.  As he sucked her, he was soaping her pussy, 
sliding a finger up her hole to clean the interior as 
well as the plump exterior.  

"You're so beautiful, Vicki," he whispered between 
nibbles at her tits.  She beamed, certain that she had 
him now.  His finger worked in and out of her cunt.  
She repaid the favor by sudsing her palm and scrubbing 
his chest, his belly, his dick.  It was still rigid, 
sticking out like the lance of a medieval knight and so 
big she could hardly get her hand all the way around 
it.  

Veins stood out on the hard shaft, and she pressed 
fingertips against the big one, reading his pulse.  It 
was as rapid, as feverish, as her own.  She squeezed, 
rubbing the knob against her hipbone.

He came up to kiss her.  It was a curious sort of kiss, 
half-amorous and half-paternal, she told herself.  Her 
lips opened, and his tongue moved between them, and she 
sucked it.  All amorous, she thought smugly, grinding 
her body against his while she stroked more firmly on 
his throbbing dick.

"Why should we wait till we get to the bedroom?" she 
purred into his mouth, slinking a leg around him.  She 
lifted upward, guiding his cock between her legs.  Her 
thighs squeezed shut around it, and she moved back and 
forth.  He held her tightly, as tightly as her legs 
grasped his peter.  

His rod slid like a saw along the crack of her pussy.  
Her clit was hard, and the stimulation almost 
unbearable.  She wanted him inside her cunt so bad she 
could taste it, but the pleasure of being frigged to 
ecstasy by his prick was irresistible in its own way.  
She kept on kissing him, pushing her big, hard-nippled 
tits into his chest, and her pussy dribbled wetness 
onto his cock.

"Put it in me, just for a second," she said.  "I'm 
gonna die if I don't get at least a little bit of 
fucking, baby..."

She unclenched her thighs and lifted her snatch, and 
Lee pushed the end of his cock into the mouth of 
Vicki's hole.  She rolled her eyes as the sweet hard 
cock penetrated her.

"Oh, Jesus," she whispered, "it's just as good in the 
shower as it is everywhere else..."

Lee backed her up against the shower wall, and the 
water sprayed them as he pumped cock into her cunt.  
She curled her legs around him, climbing upward and 
expanding the availability of her pussy.  He fucked 
hard, each stroke pushing a gasp out of Vicki.  "You 
fuck like God," she moaned.  "You always did, you 
always will."

"But I want to save it for bed," he teased, sticking 
his cock a little deeper into Vicki.  "So let's get 
dried off and then see how wet we can get between the 
sheets."

He pulled back, disencunting his cock.  Vicki sighed as 
the big knob slicked from between her labes.  She 
stepped into the spray of the shower, closing her eyes, 
visualizing behind the closed lids what would happen to 
her as soon as she and Lee had toweled each other off 
and piled onto the bed in the next room.

She turned, opening her eyes.  Lee was smiling.  "I 
love you, Vicki," she said, and she almost gasped.  It 
was the first time she'd heard him say it.  Goddamn!  
She was positive he was going to pop the question, as 
soon as they got between the sheets.  Her heart was 
about to burst inside her chest, and the sight of that 
fierce-looking, totally erect cock reminded her that 
she was not only about to find personal fulfillment -- 
she was going to be sexually satisfied as well!

Lee opened the frosted-glass door while Vicki turned 
off the water.  She turned, a sexy come-on about to 
ooze from her lips, but she stopped short.  

Kimmy Rogers was standing just outside the shower 
stall, getting an eyeful of her father and Vicki.  
"Ooohh, Daddy," she said, breaking up in giggles, 
"whatever are you doing with Jamie's mom?"

And if that wasn't enough, the bathroom door opened, 
right behind Kimmy, and Vicki knew the intense 
mortification of seeing her son's eyes bulge at the 
sight of her completely naked body.  She couldn't even 
grab a towel, because the rack was outside the shower 
compartment.  All she could do was attempt to cover her 
lush body with her hands, and she knew, even as she 
grabbed for her tits with one hand, her cunt with the 
other, that it was too little, too late.

"Mom!" Jamie said, his face reddening.  

"Oh, God," Vicki whispered.


CHAPTER 12

Vicki slithered  behind Lee for protection, but he was 
already in motion and she found herself exposed once 
more, a small hand and forearm completely unable to 
conceal her tits.  "Lee!" she pleaded.  "Do something!"

Lee stepped coolly out of the shower.  He took a towel 
off the rack and began to dry his back.  His cock was 
breathtakingly erect but he made no effort to hide it, 
not even with his own daughter -- yes, and his own 
son! -- standing beside him.  

Kimmy was alive with excitement, Vicki realized, 
bouncing even when she stood still.  She kept looking 
at Jamie and then at her father, and lastly at Vicki, 
as if all of them knew something Vicki did not.  

"Is everyone in here?" a voice called from beyond the 
door.  Vicki gasped aloud.  Her mother's face peeked 
through the doorway, and then Anna Preston came 
strutting into the bathroom.

"What the fuck-- ?" Vicki whispered, her tan faded to 
white, eight eyes fixed upon her.

"That's it, exactly!" Kimmy said.  "Oohhh, Daddy, I 
can't wait any longer, not when I can see this thing 
all big and red and hard!"  

She placed her palm, turned upward, beneath Lee's cock 
and slid back and forth along the shaft.  Lee sighed 
and stretched, and Kimmy winked at Vicki.  She stroked 
the cock again, and then her thumb and fingers curled 
into position around it.  

Vicki had seen handjobs before.  But she'd never seen a 
daughter give one to her own father.  She was shocked.  
There were just some things too horrible to 
contemplate.  

Anna came around to the other side of Lee Rogers and 
slinked an arm around his shoulder.  She leaned closer, 
her head resting against his arm.  Lee enfolded Anna, 
his fingers coming from behind her to cup the underside 
of her tit.  Vicki was even more shocked when her 
mother planted a wet smacker on Lee's lips.

"We've all been keeping too many secrets, Vicki," her 
mother announced.  "Now we're going to share some of 
ours with you."

As if that were her cue, Kimmy Rogers dropped to her 
knees.  She glanced back at Vicki, her brown eyes big 
and luminous.  "Watch this," she whispered.  Holding 
his long cock upright with her fingers, she started 
licking her dad's balls.  Her lips pulled gently at the 
hairs on them, and she fed the big bag of stones into 
her mouth for some hollow-cheeked sucking.  

She's going to blow him! Vicki thought.  Her own 
father!  Right here in front of God and everybody else 
in my life!

Kimmy's tongue licked daintily upward from the balls, 
climbing the tall erection.  She worked like a cat 
taking a bath, except that cats didn't kiss themselves 
between slurps, the way Kimmy pressed her moist lips 
against her father's prickflesh after every few 
spit-loaded tongue slides.  She kept looking up at 
Vicki, her brown eyes a challenge, a tease, an outright 
temptation.

"Mom," Vicki said, "what's going on here???"  Her voice 
was high and it cracked -- proof of the tension she 
felt.

Anna didn't reply, verbally.  She kissed Lee again, 
patted the top of Kimmy's head as the girl 
tongue-worshiped her father's big red knob, and then 
she went over to where Jamie was standing.  

Vicki's son was obviously aroused at what was happening 
in front of his teenaged eyes.  The front of his jeans 
was distended almost unbelievably, and he fondled his 
bulge frankly, his eyes sometimes on his girlfriend but 
more often turned to his naked mother.

Anna told her daughter, "This only _looks_ like the 
most shocking part of it all, honey," just before she 
pressed herself up against Jamie, grinding her pussy 
region into his bone-filled crotch while her tits 
heaved and jiggled on his chest and his mouth opened 
instinctively for her wet hot kisses.

When Anna and Jamie came out of their clinch, Jamie's 
cock was sticking out of his pants and his grandmother 
was massaging it forcefully, authoritatively.  She led 
the boy, by the dick, over to where Kimmy was still 
sucking on Lee.  

The cute little teen saw that her boyfriend had 
arrived, and she reached for his peter.  Still on her 
knees, she turned from Lee to Jamie, her saliva flowing 
down Jamie's dick as she took him into her mouth for 
some of what she'd just been giving her father.

Anna stood between the two guys, a hand resting on each 
of their shoulders.  Kimmy's head went back and forth, 
now gulping Jamie, now swallowing her father's prick.  
Anna lifted her skirt, and Vicki was shocked to see 
that her mom was not wearing panties.  

Kimmy didn't seem to be shocked at all.  She unmouthed 
Jamie and, instead of moving straight back to her 
father's jutting cock, she leaned forward and wiggled 
her face up into the fork of Anna's body, burrowing 
into the older woman's clump of off-blonde pussy fur.

"Mom!" Vicki blurted.  This was the most unsettling 
sight of all.  She wished to Christ somebody would tell 
her what was happening here!

"You've asked me many times who your father was," Anna 
said evenly, "and I always told you that it didn't 
really matter.  Well, I guess now it does sort of 
matter, honey."  She patted Lee's shoulder and nodded 
down toward his erect prick.  "This is the dick that 
squirted you into my pussy, Vicki."

"But he's Jamie's father!" Vicki argued, coming out of 
the shower.  "Good Christ, do you mean I fucked my own 
dad????"

Kimmy giggled, her lips abandoning Jamie's cock.  "I do 
it all the time, and it hasn't killed me yet, Sis!"

Sis!  Kimmy had called her "Sis"?  Vicki's head swam.  
She knew she was going to pass out.  Everything went 
black.  She fell forever.

***

When her eyes opened, she was lying on the bed in the 
next room.  They were all there with her, all of them 
naked, both Jamie and Lee sporting immense boners.  
Anna was sandwiched between Jamie and Lee, and both of 
them were feeling and sucking at her large, globular 
tits, each with a hand busy between her open legs.  She 
was holding a peter in each fist, and those peters were 
big and they were _hard_, too.

Kimmy was on her knees beside Vicki, wiping her face 
with a washcloth.  "Are you okay?" she asked.  "I think 
they've started without us!"

Vicki struggled to sit up, but she was still stunned 
and woozy.  Kimmy braced her with an arm, stroked her 
chin with one slim finger, and then, before Vicki could 
say yes, no, or maybe, the brunette cutie had jammed 
her lips up against Vicki's for a wet kiss that tasted 
distinctly of aroused cock.  

"Mmmm, I love your tits," Kimmy purred, her lips 
fluttering on Vicki's.  "I wish mine were this big, but 
small boobs seem to run in my side of the family."  

She handled the tits she was talking about, her fingers 
toying and milking the nipples till they rose 
instinctively, awesomely, into fat pink points of 
passion.  Vicki was totally shocked.  She'd never 
touched or been touched by a woman before, not even in 
the 70s, when everybody was going bi.  Sure, she'd 
instinctively fucked, then married, the wrong damn man 
-- every goddamn chance she got -- but she'd never 
messed with another woman.  Her teats throbbed inside 
Kimmy's squeezing fingers.  She squirmed awkwardly.

"No, please, don't do that," she whispered, and she 
struggled as well.  But she was too weak to do herself 
much good.  Kimmy slinked a leg between hers, and that 
smooth young thigh began to rub friskily along Vicki's 
cunt crack.  Vicki leaned back, sighing, and Kimmy 
moved atop her.  

Pussy bumped pussy, and the hard brown nipples of 
Kimmy's cute little tits stroked all over the flesh of 
Vicki's larger jugs.  Kimmy slicked her wet horny 
tongue into Vicki's mouth, bubbling out her saliva.  
Vicki closed her eyes.  It didn't feel so awfully bad, 
she had to admit.

Her hands were unoccupied.  She touched Kimmy, 
tentatively, feeling the smooth taut skin of the girl's 
back and shoulders.  Kimmy squirmed, further arousing 
Vicki's tits and cunt, and the hands crept lower down.  
She took double handfuls of a firm, hard little ass.  
Kimmy began to grind atop her.

"Now you're getting the idea," the teen girl purred 
kittenishly.  "Let me show you a few things your mom 
taught me the other day..."

Kimmy's lips grazed southward, down Vicki's neck, onto 
the curving slopes of her tits.  She squeezed the 
breasts together, until the nipples were almost side by 
side.  Her tongue hovered above the nip on the right, 
then descended to flick it teasingly.  

Vicki gasped.  "What are you doing to me?" 

Kimmy didn't answer.  She swiped her tongue across the 
other nipple.  Both of the fat pink gumdrops were 
already swollen to full erection.  They were nearly as 
big as the head of a medium-sized cock, Kimmy decided, 
mauling them delicately with her lips and tongue.  She 
opened her mouth and inhaled the nearest tit, sucking 
hard as the soft sweet flesh slipped inside.

There were smears of her lipstick on Vicki's tits.  It 
looked very sexy, Kimmy thought.  She was glad she'd 
taken the plunge.  Fucking the occasional girl was 
going to add a lot of sparkle to her sex life.  Not 
that she needed any more, but every little bit helps, 
right?  She feasted on Vicki's tits with hands and 
mouth, and her body continued to grind salaciously into 
the older woman's cunt.

My sister, she thought.  Vicki is really my 
half-sister, as well as my boyfriend's mom.  And, God, 
that meant Jamie was both her half-brother and her 
nephew, not to mention her boyfriend!  She hoped to 
shit Dad bought a home computer very soon, because she 
was gonna need some electronic assistance in figuring 
out this exciting new set of relationships.

As it was, Kimmy kept on sucking her newfound sister's 
jugs while she pumped her smooth flat tummy against the 
sopping thatch of Vicki's pussyfur.  She could feel 
Vicki heaving and writhing beneath her, and the best 
part was that Vicki was starting to fuck back.  Her 
fingers laced through Kimmy's hair, and she was 
purring, "Yes, yes, yes..."

"I think it's working," Anna said softly to Lee and 
Jamie.  "Look at her.  She loves it.  And wait until 
Kimmy eats her pussy!  We may have to put her in 
restraints."

Her hands were full of two huge male pricks.  Holding 
them both, now, there was no question that Lee was 
Jamie's father and that the son had inherited his dick 
from his dad's side of the family.  It was a tossup 
which one was bigger.  

Lee was the better fuck, at least for now.  Of that 
much she was certain.  But Jamie was wild and eager to 
learn.  Training him would be the pleasure of Anna's 
golden years, and that was for damn sure.

"I'm hungry," she sighed.  Jamie took the hint and rose 
to his knees beside her.  Anna angled her face toward 
his cock.  Her lips ovaled and Jamie thrust greedily.  
If she hadn't been a swallower from years back, he'd 
have ruptured her throat.  

Anna gulped and slid her mouth right down to her 
grandson's dangling balls.  She cupped them in her 
hand, decided that they were full right to the mark.  
She wouldn't be hungry long.  Jamie was going to squirt 
lunch down her gullet.

"Jesus, Gran," Jamie husked, pumping his peter in and 
out of her sucking mouth, "I think you wrote the book 
when it comes to sucking dick!"

Vicki looked up at the sound of the words.  If she'd 
been shocked before, she was almost horrified now, 
seeing her son with his prick in her mother's mouth.  

Her son!  God, he was also her fucking half-brother!  
The insanity rolled over her like a tidal wave.

And he certainly had their father's dick on him, didn't 
he? She'd never seen her son with a bare hard-on 
before, and the sight was totally awesome now.  He was 
still just a boy, but as he pumped his prick into his 
grandmother's wet hungry mouth, he certainly had the 
moves of a fullgrown man.  

Vicki couldn't help wondering how it would feel to be 
mounted by her son's firm tanned body, how it would 
feel to be stuffed full of that man-size dick he swung 
from his loins.  Sweet Christ, where was she getting 
such ideas?  And why did they suddenly begin to excite 
her so much?  

She cuddled the tit-thirsty Kimmy, while disturbing 
sensations raced like wildfire through her body.  All 
of this was starting to feel normal and -- _right_, 
almost, to Vicki!

Kimmy slithered back up for another kiss.  This time 
Vicki wasn't so reluctant.  She could see her mother, 
now going down on Lee Rogers' cock while Jamie stroked 
his tool and waited for his turn to come around again.  
Kimmy's mouth was wet on Vicki's, and their tongues met 
with an almost electric spark.  

The bed began to shake.  Vicki stole another peek.  Her 
arms tightened defensively around Kimmy.

Anna was on her belly, ass lifted high, and Jamie was 
behind her.  "Get ready for the big one, Gran!" he said 
in his adolescent voice.  He rubbed her cunt with his 
prickhead and then slipped it between the fat, pouting 
pooches of her cuntal mouth.  Vicki's anus clenched.  

Lee was sitting on the bed, in the lotus position, with 
his peter sticking up.  Anna's face was in his lap and 
she was drooling all over that big hard dick, feeding 
it into her mouth with deep thirsty gulps.  Vicki was 
astonished at the depth to which her mother could suck 
a cock.  And I thought I was good! she told herself, 
filled with awe at the sight.

Kimmy moved down again, kissing her way toward Vicki's 
pussy.  The older woman propped herself up on her 
elbows and stared down, hardly able to believe she was 
about to have her pussy sucked by a teenager -- by her 
goddamn half sister, for that matter!  But then Kimmy's 
lips moved into Vicki's thick fluffy bush, and her 
moist hot breath wafted across Vicki's tingling crack, 
and Vicki said "Jesus!"

Kimmy split the crevice wide open, thrusting her tongue 
deep inside.  She was still a little raw, but she was 
enthusiastic as hell, and she could feel the hot 
response of Vicki's body as her tongue began to worship 
her half-sister's snatch.

Her mouth was so full of saliva she couldn't help 
slobbering.  Her drool poured into the circular opening 
of Vicki's cunt, bubbly froth on the slick, deep-coral 
skin inside the trench.  She washed the pussy with her 
tongue, buffing till it glistened.

Vicki's clit was big and aroused.  Kimmy hardly had to 
peel back the folds of skin to lay the pearly button 
bare.  She was drawn to it as if her tongue was 
magnetized.  Her chin resting in Vicki's split gash, 
she started flogging the clitoris in breathy butterfly 
strokes.  It was a sex bullet, and her tongue was the 
fucking trigger.

She stuck her finger into Vicki, pumping shallowly but 
erotically, while her tongue stayed busy.  She felt her 
victim's cunt respond, and she stepped up the rhythm, 
both of her finger and of her lapping tongue.  

The cunt gulped her finger, and Kimmy giggled happily.  
She knew how a pussy felt when it was about to come, 
and Vicki was almost there.  God, who wouldn't be 
excited, knowing that all things were now possible?  
She closed her lips around Vicki's clitoris and sucked, 
her finger stabbing harder and harder.

A moment later Vicki screeched and a river of 
pussyjuice flooded Kimmy's face.  She covered the split 
red gash with her mouth and sucked, drinking the 
sweetness out of her newfound half-sister.

The other half of the bed, occupied by Lee, Jamie, and 
Anna, was shaking frantically.  The older woman was  
being rocked back and forth by the cocks that filled 
her mouth, her cunt, and she made gaspy, groany noises 
as they penetrated her repeatedly with their lust.

Kimmy had been trying to scratch the itches of her own 
snatch with her hand, with the rubbing of her thighs, 
but she knew what she needed now.  She crawled upward, 
offering her tits to a moaning, panting Vicki.  "Suck 
me," she purred.  "Suck me good!"

But Vicki was strangely reluctant.  "No, please, I 
don't want to," she whispered.

"Then eat me out," Kimmy urged, straddling Vicki's face 
and grinding her cunt down upon it.  She held the top 
of her half-sister's head and tried to rock and roll, 
but Vicki was obviously having none of it.  

"Get off me, you little perverted cunt!" Vicki 
squealed.  "It's bad enough I let you lick my pussy!  
I'm not gonna stick my tongue in you!"

Kimmy rolled off and immediately began to whine.  
"Daddy!  She made me eat her, and now she won't do me!  
I don't think I want her for a sister after all!"

"Be nice to your sister, Vicki," Lee suggested, his 
prick balls-deep in Anna's mouth.  "She was nice to 
you."

"Christ," Vicki said, "you can't talk to me like I'm a 
toddler!  The little bitch ate my pussy!  And now you, 
and my son, are fucking the shit out of my own mother!  
This is sick and perverted, and I'm not having any more 
of it!"

Anna raised her head from Lee's cock.  "Oh, don't be 
such a baby, Vicki.  We're a family.  We should act 
like a family."

She slid from between the two men and crawled on her 
belly to where Kimmy was pouting.  She sat up, 
embracing the little brunette, and then kissed her like 
a man, her hands cupping Kimmy's small hard boobs with 
their firm brown teats.  They stretched out, big tits 
pressed against little ones, still kissing while their 
hands began to explore the contrasting curvature of 
their bodies.

"What about us?" Jamie said.  "We're all revved up with 
no place to go."  Vicki looked up, saw her son and her 
lover -- her father, too, for God's sake! -- staring at 
her, their almost identical cocks jutting out like 
pieces of hostile artillery.  She met their eyes with 
her own, and she knew what they were thinking about.  
It was the same thing that was running through her own 
mind.

She knelt on the bed, between Lee and Jamie.  She 
sucked deep at Lee's mouth.  As her lips slid from his, 
she felt herself being turned, and Jamie's face loomed 
before her.  She closed her eyes a moment before his 
mouth touched hers, before his tongue slipped between 
her lips.  He knew how to kiss like a man.  

He guided her hand down to his cock, made her take hold 
of it.  Once her fist got a grip on his dimensions, his 
stiffness, he'd have had to force her to let go.  "No," 
she murmured, but her hand and her tongue both said 
"Yes."  And Jamie knew it as well as she did.

Lee's hand was under her ass, tickling her pussycrack 
from behind.  Vicki sighed, knowing that the rest of it 
was now completely inevitable.  She gave her son one 
last, despairing kiss, and then she went down on him.

From that point, it was easy.  The taste of her son's 
cock was thrilling upon her tongue.  She sucked him, 
stroked him, teased his balls, until he said, "Oh, wow, 
Mom!" and splattered her tongue with his squirting cum.

And there was so much of it!  Her mouth filled with his 
semen discharge.  She guzzled it like beer, chugging 
his load until his cock went dry.  Then she raised her 
head, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, and 
she turned to Lee.  "Next?" she asked.

She could see that Kimmy and Anna were now wrapped in a 
sixty-nine, eating each other with wolfish noises.  
Each of them had a tongue up the other's cunt, and a 
finger or two inside the other's assholes.  It was 
filthy, but no filthier than the load Vicki had just 
sucked out of her son's cock.  And the sight of her 
mother, given over to such exciting depravity, drove 
Vicki wild.

She mouthed Lee's cock, sucking hard.  Behind her, 
Jamie was tickling her pussy.  Something kept bumping 
her buttock, and she knew that it was her son's prick.  
That massive cumblast he'd given her had by no means 
depleted Jamie's rod.  He was still stiff, and she knew 
that he would put his cock where he now had his 
fingers -- up his mother's wet, aching cunt!

Still, she was not quite prepared for the force with 
which he entered her.  His tool was big and eager, and 
it barrelled straight to the bottom of her cunt.  She 
howled around Lee's dick, but she kept her ass in 
motion, treating Jamie to what she hoped was the most 
responsive piece of pussy he'd ever put his young prick 
into.  From the desperate way he fucked her, she was 
pretty sure her goal was realistic.

She blew harder on Lee, using her teeth and jaws to 
milk an eruption from him.  Even if he was her father, 
his jizz still tasted like God, and she hollowed her 
cheeks, sucking out every drop she could get from him.  
Jamie banged harder and harder into her pussy.  She was 
going to come again, too.

Anna and Kimmy broke off their frenzied cuntlapping 
when Vicki screamed out her climax.  She was flat on 
her belly, with Jamie riding her furiously, pounding 
her ass with his groin as he drove her cunt with his 
long hard prick.

"Take it, Mom," he panted, spittle spraying from his 
lips, "take my motherfucking load!!!"

And when he'd exploded within her, when he'd taken his 
cock out, Lee was there, ready, willing, and much more 
than able.  She lay back and spread for him, and he 
climbed aboard.  Vicki pulled his cock into her pussy 
and said, "Fuck me till I bleed!"

His cock stabbed home and she bit her lip, holding back 
a tremulous moan.  "So I finally found my father," she 
whispered, "and I'd been fucking him all along.  Jesus, 
what have we gotten ourselves into?"

"I don't know," Lee smiled, rippling his prick in and 
out of her wet slick hole, "but it promises to be 
unique.  Don't ask questions, Vicki.  Let's just enjoy 
it.  We always did before.  And isn't it just as good, 
now that we all know the truth about each other and 
about ourselves?"

"Jesus," Vicki panted, folding her legs around him, "I 
think it's better!"

Jamie crawled closer, and Vicki smiled, taking her son 
by the cock.  "Let me suck you while your dad -- our 
dad -- balls me," she told Jamie.  "And you might want 
to take some notes on what he's doing.  Remember, 
honey -- father knows best!"


THE END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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