"No. Not that way," Mummy loudly objected. "I… I'm too small back there. Don't put it in me. Don't!"
Daddy rammed the tip home. "Lookit your daughter," he growled. "Fourteen years old, and already knows how to please a man. Give!"
Mummy cast an anguished glance my way. For a moment she watched Tom shafting it to me. Her eyes grew as big as half dollars. She looked from me, back to Daddy, her gaze settling on the ferocious meat shank threatening her backside. "I… I can't"
"It's better than straight fucking," I told her. "Honest! You can feel it in both holes at once… like having two lovely stiff cocks up you at the same time."
Mummy remained unconvinced. She scrambled away from the weapon attacking her anus. "I… I can't take all that hard dick up my ass," she insisted. "I… I… I just can't!"
"The hell you can't!" Daddy caught her. He wrapped his huge hands around her slim waist and squeezed. Mummy gasped. "You'll take it and like it," he told her, gritting his teeth squeezing until her legs came apart, as if she were trying to suck air through her backside.
"Now give!" Daddy repositioned himself… cock jerking and bobbing around until it found and bored once again into her tight brown pocket.
"Oh, God, NO!"
"Shut the fuck up."
"You'll… you'll hurt m-me back t-there. I know it! I know it! I… I can al-r-r-ready feel it t-t-tearing my… n-n-noooo. Oooooooo!"
Daddy ignored her entreaties. It was like watching him rape her mouth all over again. Mummy must really be close-closer than me, I. thought. I had been frightened, too-that first time Daddy asshole-fucked me at the lake. But Mummy! Wow! There were tears in her eyes and she struggled and strained and made noises like a hurt kitten. Convulsive spasms passed through her belly as Daddy drove his gigantic meat spike out of sight… planting until it was buried to the coarse mat of black hair.
"Holy sweet shittin' Christ!" proclaimed Tom.
He was coming, I knew. I felt his dick throbbing, the head growing, deep inside me. Abruptly I un shafted myself, turned, and before Tom knew what I was up to, covered the head of his cock with my mouth. I could taste my own shit. Boy! Today was some hotsy day! I thought. First Popsy and Debbie, the whipped cream and jelly and like that, and now…
"Nan! Baby sweetheart," roared Daddy as Tom s hot prick blasted off in my face.
Tom clutched my head in both hands. He drove the head of his cock back to my tonsils. "Suck it, honey. Suc… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
I sucked. I sucked for all I was worth. It was the absolute best, most delicious hot mouthful ever Buckets and bucketsful. Tom kept watching Mummy and Daddy, humping my face, and the cream kept flowing as if it would never stop. And Mummy, too, I noted, despite herself-as on the night Daddy had forcefully taken her beautiful mouth-was beginning to churn her wide ass on the spike up her rectum.
I squealed and sucked. I watched and listened to the sound of naked flesh clapping wetly against naked flesh. And as Tom emptied his nuts inside my mouth, as Daddy's cream seeped out and down the back of Mummy's full thighs, and as Mummy began to enjoy the meat stoking her butt, my hard little pink soldier poked its nose from the soft lips of my cunt, quivered provocatively, and orgasm after warm orgasm swept through my body.
"This kid's some fuckin' blowjob," pronounced Tom as the last gooey drop trickled off in my mouth.
Daddy, who was resting on Mummy's smooth back after emptying his sacs, eyed my body, and said, "Yeah!"
Mummy glanced back at him, a suspicious look in her eye. I could almost see the thoughts racing through her head. There was a sadness in Daddy's voice, a note of regret. Had he, Daddy, tried Kathie, Mummy seemed to be thinking. Was he the one who had initiated her little Katty-girl into the joys of cock-sucking? I watched her big tits sway gently beneath the long white-blonde hair on her head and the peaches and cream texture of her lush body. There was little she could say about me and Tom, I knew. But me and Daddy? Never! I could see the word INCEST blinking like neon-red caution in her heavy-lidded blue-green and gray eyes.
"Christ! If she wasn't my daught…!" said Daddy, as if in answer to my thoughts. Slyly he winked at me. He slid his lengthy dick from Mummy's brown round eye. Fingering her wet pussy, he added, "Just my luck, right? All I can do is watch."
"You better believe it… you!" Mummy retrieved the hot pants, took a lacy handkerchief from the pocket and wiped first her cunt, then her sloppy asshole. She sat on the sofa. "I… I couldn't bear to think of you having… having SEX with our little girl," she continued, speaking to Daddy but never taking her eyes off me. "Why I… I'd just die! I can't believe this is happening, to begin with. It… it seems like just yesterday she was sucking the milk from my breasts, and now she's sucking… sucking-"
"Oh, for cripessake!" I wailed, giving Tom's cock one last noisy suck before letting it jump from my face. I sat, leaned back on outstretched arms, legs wide. I studied Mummy, admiring the heft of her tits… the whiteness of belly and thigh… the blonde bush that caught sunlight from the front window and made it dance and sparkle on thin threads of newly spun gold. She was some piece, even I had to admit. But kind of hokey upstairs, I decided, not wrapped too tight in the head. "What's the difference if I suck Daddy or Tom?" I asked her "Haven't you ever read Browning? A cock is a cock is a cock!"
Daddy cleared his throat. He glowered at me. His dick, which almost never got soft, quickly deflated and hung like a fucked-out boa constrictor. "Just talk," he told Mummy. "She… doesn't mean a word of it."
"Oh, no?"
"Kathie!" Mummy chided.
"Man. Fuck all that jazz," blurted Tom.
"Who cares? Who fucking cares? She's some hot little fucking cocksucker, anyway!" He fondled my titties.
Mummy hurumphed. "She's only a baby. It takes a woman, someone with experience, someone-well, someone like me! to really and truly satisfy a grown man."
"Horseshit!" said Tom.
"Horseshit is right," echoed Daddy. "I had to goddam near strangle her to get my joint in her face."
Mummy reddened. "You're both beasts."
Daddy and Tom laughed. I joined them.
Mummy was jealous, I knew. She was such a baby in so many ways. She was beautiful and sexy and stacked, and, as even a blind man could tell, was crazy for cock. But, like Daddy -about ramming his lovely long shank up my twat, taking my last forlorn cherry, incest and like that-was all tied up in knotty inhibitions. It was sad in a way. Because everyone was indeed screwing, reaffirming my philosophical stand, but not everyone, not Mummy, not Daddy, not even Tom, was enjoying it as much as Debbie and me.
Daddy stood and stretched. He looked from Mummy to me. "How about supper?"
"Supper?" I suddenly remembered the whipped cream. I looked about, spotted the can lying against the short leg of the sofa. Was I up to another quick suck, I wondered. Another hot cock sundae? I studied Tom's dangling joint. Boy! I thought… for a guy Mummy said couldn't stay hard, a one-shooter, he was sure doing swell by me! Although his prick wasn't as rigid as it had been moments before, there was a fat promise about it, and, compared with Daddy's surprisingly limp snake, it was a monster.
Daddy and Tom and Mummy watched me scramble across the floor, retrieve the can, and hold it overhead, as if displaying first prize for cocksucking. "Who's game?" I shouted.
"What game?" Daddy scratched his low slung nuts.
I grinned mischievously. I uncapped the can. I looked from Daddy, to Tom, to Mummy. Placing the spout to my stink-finger, I covered the tip with whipped cream, swirled my tongue suggestively around and around the mess, and, as if it were a small, thin prick, put the finger to my lips and drove it slowly in and out, in and out.
"Kathie!" Mummy gasped. "That's… that's un lady like!"