She was pleased and a little flattered at the reaction he described that she didn't push the issue. To enforce his lie, Curt jumped back into his pants and headed out the door.
"I better go up and wash off," he told her, "wouldn't do for Karol to find my shorts full of come, would it?"
She hopped up from bed and dashed to the door, her fully packed boobs rocking heavily on her chest and her long legs flying.
"Wait -- a big kiss before you go!" she cried, planting a wet tongue in his mouth. He gave her a big hug and patted her firm, tanned ass as she twisted her naked tits against him during the kiss.
"I better get out of here now," he warned. "Karol's liable to come in any moment."
A few minutes later after he had showered and brushed his teeth, taking care to get rid of the remaining gin-smell, he heard Karol come tripping in. He pretended sleep. He even snored. After all the earlier excitement, he had to make damned sure she didn't want to be fucked along with the rest of the family!
After she was in bed, he felt her moving in a quiet little rhythm. Soon he could even make out the faint splat splat splat of her fingers as she -- I'll be damned, he thought to himself, she's giving herself a fucking hand job! Well, better that than expecting me to do her any good tonight. The idea of his wife playing with herself was exciting to him and would have been more so if he had been less exhausted.
After a few minutes of feeling the bed in motion from her movements, he was surprised to hear her slip out of the bed and leave the room.
How about that? he thought to himself. Guess she was afraid she might wake me up, so she's heading for the bathroom to finish herself off there. He rolled over and soon fell asleep, even before Karol returned to bed. So there was no way for him to know how long her little trip had taken.
Chapter Eight
During the night's activities in Kelly's room, Lilly had lain in her own room unaware that her father was at that moment applying his gin-soaked lips to the naked flesh of her big sister's pussy. After her shower, she had happily climbed into bed and slipped between the cool sheets with her mind spinning over what had happened to her. She could still remember how great it had been to have Curt take her housecoat and panties off and initiate her in the secret pleasures of her young, tender body.
Yet she had gone to sleep even before her mother came home. It was not her habit to go to sleep so early. Not even to go to bed so early, for that matter. But it had been, after all, a very special night for the youngster. Basking in the warm lassitude after the relaxing hot shower following her dad's seduction, she floated off to sleep in no time at all. The next morning when she awoke, she found that her pussy was just the slightest bit sore but nothing to bother her too much. Tossing the covers off her nighty-covered body, she raised the bottom portion just enough to admit her hand and then pulled down her panties.
She peeked inside the undergarment and took a long look at her pouting pussy. Nothing changed, she thought to herself. The plump, rosy little hillocks of her pussy were just as they had been before she gave up her virginity. The same tiny blond hairs still curled wildly up from the top. Her delicate twin lips still were separated only by the thin line of the slit at the center, giving no indication at all that the thick, powerful horn of her dad's big prick had been buried there the night before.
Jeez, she thought to herself, it's no different. If I'd known before how good it feels to have a big thing like his up my cunny, I would have done it a long time ago.
But she had second thoughts on the matter as she rose and began dressing. She couldn't have done it very much earlier in her life, anyway, she reasoned, because her ninnies and cunny hair were almost brand new -- and she didn't think Dad would have been interested in her unless she had at least that much to offer him. She smiled to herself and wondered how she would look in a few years. When her ninnies got big like Kelly's and her mom's, and when she had as much cunny hair as they did, then she bet her dad would really love stripping her clothes off and doing nasty things to her.
At breakfast the entire family seemed to be in a very good mood although not one of them knew each of the separate and secret reasons this was true. Curt didn't even give Kelly a bad time when she asked to go out with Rex that night. It was Saturday and he was taking Karol and Lilly to a movie, so it was okay if Kelly wanted to go out with Rex as long as she got home early.
Afterwards Karol kidded him about his good humor. "What's wrong?" she joked. "You didn't even refer to Rex as that 'long-haired, pimply-faced hippie' like you usually do."
Curt just shrugged and went on reading the paper. He could hardly tell her the real reason for his high spirits: that he had the night before made the pleasant discovery of their twelve-year-old daughter's precocious penchant for screwing. The thought of her young, hairless pussy around his cock gave him chills of pleasure. He never would have believed himself capable of sinking that low. But now that he had tasted the kind of sex thrills possible from her pubescent tits and pussy, he knew he was going to want more.
Curt felt proud of himself -- albeit in a very dirty, guilt-ridden way. He now enjoyed access to the secret sexual delights of three lovely females -- an experienced, curvaceous wife, an eager sexpot of an eighteen-year-old daughter, and an innocent, beguiling little twelve-year-old daughter. Let the other guys chase after the broads on the streets and in the bars, he thought to himself. I've got more nice, fresh meat right here at home than they'd ever dream of.
That night he left for the movie with Karol and Lilly just before dark. They were attending a drive-in, and Lilly didn't want to miss the cartoon that came on at the beginning.
After the rest of the family took off in the car Kelly went to the bathroom and began preparing for her date with Rex. She was feeling great. It was the first time she'd been with him since before the vacation to the park, and a lot had happened since then. Mainly, she had discovered how much fun it was to let a guy other than her dad have a little bit of loving from her. Her scene with David in his car had pointed the way toward further experiments. And tonight it was going to be with Rex.
Oh, he didn't know it yet. That was going to be part of the fun of it. She giggled to herself as she powdered her tits and applied a liberal splash of perfume down the smooth skin of her naked torso and legs. She was probably going to wind up seducing him instead of having him seduce her, she realized. But that would be fun.
She stepped into her panties and wriggled the sheer material over the sumptuous curve of her ass, donned a one-piece mini-dress that left her thighs in view all the way up to a few inches below the danger point, and combed out her long, black hair till it covered her soft shoulders like a shawl. She took a bra from her undie drawer, held it up in front of her for a second then tossed it back.
Dad would have a shit-fit if he knew she was with Rex without a bra covering her fat tits, but what he didn't know wouldn't hart him. She grinned at the thought of how Rex, shy as he was, would react to the sight of her firm knockers underneath the thin material of her mini-dress top. She couldn't wait to see him sweat with desire for her while she played it cool as though she had no idea where his thoughts were.
She had time to take one last look at herself in the full-length mirror before she heard his car park in the driveway. She jiggled her torso and watched how her proud tits bobbed freely under her top, then turned around and surveyed herself from behind. Perfect. Her willowy, curvaceous legs disappeared under the hem of her dress at just the right spot -- a shade just below the place where the firm cheek of her trim ass joined the slender column of her thigh. And the light summery weight of her dress and undies left her hard buttocks enticingly evident beneath the soft fabric.