His toes dug into the grass, fighting for traction. He was coming like he had never come before. Still sucking hungrily on her daughter's mouth. Sue climaxed. She had her arms stretched upward. One hand clutched her husband's arm, the other held Judy's in a perfect circus aerialist's grip-fingers to wrist, in an unbreakable bond.
Muscles straining, she milked every drop of pleasure from her coming and every drop of semen from Harry's cock. Harry's body wrung itself dry with one final convulsion. Then he slumped weakly down on top of Sue. His lips nuzzled her ear tenderly. They remained in an exhausted heap for an eternity. Then, all five of them headed for the pool. As they fell into the water, the sparse gathering around the pool clapped politely, applauding the skillful display they had just witnessed. “I feel like a member of the family,” Harry mused.
“Damn straight,” Jerry agreed. “Welcome to the fold.” “It's crazy.” “What's crazy?” “All this-this screwing.” “Sex is never crazy,” Jerry replied seriously. “But, I never did anything like this before in my life!” Harry exclaimed. “I never fooled around when Sarah was alive. In fact, Sarah was the only woman I ever had, until recently.” “So, that was her style.” “It was. Mine, too.” “No, not yours, too,” Jerry corrected. “You adhered to her standards. If it was really your thing, you wouldn't have been able to get an erection today-not under these circumstances.” Harry had to agree that it sounded logical. “But incest?” “With modern birth control techniques, the taboo makes no sense, so long as it doesn't prevent relationships from developing outside the family, too. The taboo was just a matter of expanding the gene pool to prevent undesirable recessive characteristics from being reinforced.” “You sound like a biologist,” Harry muttered.
“I'm a salesman. But I did a lot of research on the subject before I introduced my daughter to the joys of sex.” “Yow introduced her to sex?” “Who else would care enough to be careful not to hurt her?” Jerry asked. “Uh-yeah,” Harry agreed reluctantly. Suddenly he was worried about Jan. “We're getting too heavy for a nice day like today,” Jerry noted. “Let's go get a beer.” When they got back to the pool, everyone was lounging around soaking up, the sun. Judy was on her back, letting the sun tan her slender, perfect body. Her long, slim legs were parted so he could see between her thighs. It looked as if she had combed her pubic hair.
Tommy was on his back, with his hands behind his head. Harry noted the intriguing, total, exquisite evenness of the boy's tan. His prick lay curled down over his balls. His eyes were closed against the bright sun. Sue had her head cushioned on one of Tommy's thighs.
She was inspecting one fingernail languidly, oblivious, apparently, to the penis near her curly black hair. She had one leg bent and was making no more effort to hide the intimate portions of her anatomy than anyone else did at Paradisio. Harry reflected that ho himself was not exactly modest anymore. He looked around casually. It was a slow day. There were very few people around the pool-two couples and one croup of four. He had seen Karen stroll by earlier with her latest conquest, headed for the bushes where she broke them in. “Did you bring me one?” Sue asked, then reached up for the beer Jerry offered her. She took a swallow, then handed it back. Except for the total lack of clothing, it was a typical country club gathering, Harry thought to himself. Then he noticed that one of the couples by the pool was screwing slowly and sensuously. They were on their sides and were pumping their hips rhythmically. The man had one arm on the woman's butt. His fingers were jammed into the crack of her ass. He was moving his hand in time with their gentle fucking. Evidently he had his finger up the woman's ass. “What a lazy bunch,” Jerry teased. Sue looked at him and lifted one eyebrow quizzically. “I don't see you doing anything about it.” “Why should I always be the aggressor?” he demanded. “You want me to be the aggressor?
Okay, I'll be the aggressor. But I'm not going to aggress you.” She rolled over, onto her hands and knees, and faced her son. Leaning forward, she lifted his limp organ and licked it carefully. The only acknowledgement from Tommy was a faint smile on his tan face, and a subtle fluttering of his stomach muscles. Aside from that, he didn't move an inch. Except for his penis. The gentle touch of Sue's tongue on his organ made it start to swell. Holding it by its base, she turned her head. His flaccid penis flopped loosely one way, then another. Sue kept licking it as she waved it around. It pulsed and swelled, slowly prying her fingers apart. It stiffened and lengthened with every beat of Tommy's heart. And still he hadn't moved.
There was a subtle tension in his pose. It was as if he was battling the urge to shift his hips in response to the blow job he was getting.
Without letting go of her son's growing cock, Sue shifted around and straddled his legs. Her breasts, tugged downward by gravity, brushed his thighs. Her nipples were erect, rubbery hard, where they rubbed his tan skin. Sue's ass was in the air, pointed toward Jerry and Harry. Her buttocks gleamed in the sun. Between the soft, rounded globes were a few kinky strands of black hair. Harry could see her bulging labia down between her thighs. Tommy's cock was almost fully erect now. It was a thrusting tall pole in Sue's fingers.
She licked it as if it were a popsicle and she was trying to catch the drips trickling down toward her hand from the tip. Her tongue covered his tanned organ with shiny saliva as she licked every inch of it.
Tommy still hadn't moved, but the tension in his guts was visibly greater. He was holding himself rigid, as if stillness was part of the erotic game. Tipping Tommy's phallus up toward his flat, tanned belly, Sue burrowed her chin down between his strong thighs. Opening her lips wide, she sucked his testicles into her mouth and covered them with saliva. She left his scrotum shining with drying spit. She used her fingers to hold his testes up out of the way and snuggled her face still farther down between his thighs. Her head angled back awkwardly, she licked the hot pocket behind his balls. Tommy was still holding himself rigidly still, but he couldn't control his body entirely. His muscles quivered as his mother licked the hard ridge behind his nuts, from his anus to the base of his scrotum. “Nice ass,” Jerry commented, breaking Harry's concentration. “Uh-huh,”
Harry agreed. “I've always been an ass man, myself,” Jerry commented, and Harry suddenly realized that Jerry had a tremendous hard-on again. He looked down, and was surprised to see that his own prick was rigid and ready again, too. Sue did have a nice ass.
Her buttocks were firm and round and inviting. The crack between them was dark and mysterious and was just begging to be plumbed by a hand or cock. “Nice ass,” Jerry commented again, stroking one of Sue's buttocks lovingly. Sue had taken her son's cock in her mouth the way a dog carries a bone. If she felt her husband's hand on her tail, she gave no sign of it at all. She shifted her grasp on her son's erect penis, taking the bulb between her lips, then easing her head down on it. She began sucking on the big, tan cock. Her cheeks drew in as she took it deep into her mouth. Then she lifted her head, and the shaft emerged from her mouth, gleaming with saliva. Curiously, as if he had never done it before, Jerry spread her buttocks and exposed the crack between them, clear to the bottom. Down deep was the dark, puckered knot of her anus. It was tightly shut. A miniscule point at the center of the radiating wrinkles marked the entrance to her bowels. Jerry touched it, and it clenched reflexively. Sue pushed her head down on Tommy's phallus, driving the bulbous head clear to the back of her throat. Harry couldn't tell if she was reacting to the touch on her asshole or not. Her nostrils flared as she lifted her head off Tommy's prick and sucked in a deep breath of air. Jerry grabbed a tube of oil and lubricated his finger. Then he put a thick blob on his fingertip and covered the brown pucker of his wife's anus with lubricant. Sue bobbed her head again, sucking her son's cock into her mouth, then spitting it slowly back out. She was taking a fraction of an inch more of the towering tanned organ with every stroke. Tommy's gut was fluttering visibly. His breathing was uneven.