"Come on in, Robyn," Julie said, looking a bit dazed. As Robyn walked with her to the living room, Julie leaned closer to whisper. "I'm glad you're here. Things were getting a little crazy."
"What do you mean by that?" Robyn wanted to know, but since she saw Johnny sitting on the couch, she knew. There was a bottle of booze close by and two glasses with melting ice.
"Have a drink, Robyn," Johnny said, already getting up to grab another glass.
Robyn would have left then if Julie hadn't insisted that she sit down. While Johnny was in the kitchen, Julie told her what had happened.
"He came over today. I guess he knew my folks were gone for the rest of the afternoon. What could I do? He started coming on…" Julie clasped her thin arms over her chest.
"Is he really your father?"
"No kidding," Julie hissed. "And I'm just about to tell him. Maybe that would slow him down some."
"I thought you didn't want to slow him down." Robyn looked to see if Johnny was returning, yet.
"I know, but I had second thoughts about it. If my mother found out Johnny was around and then knew I was fooling around with him…" Julie's face turned a shade whiter. "Besides, he is my father."
"You didn't seem to mind before."
Julie bit her lip and pushed trembling fingers through her long, blonde hair. "I know. It even excited me to think of letting my own father…" She took a deep breath. "You know, do it to me. Ohh, it still makes me shiver. But God, when you think about incest. When you really think about it."
Robyn didn't tell Julie that she'd just fucked her brother and uncle and sucked both of their cocks. She found herself growing excited by imagining Julie getting fucked by Johnny. She was excited to think of Johnny fucking her too.
"Shhh," Julie said, "he's coming back."
Johnny handed the newly made drink to Robyn and made Julie take hers. He held his own glass high, looking at both of them like he wanted to do something terribly naughty. It wasn't hard for Robyn to read his expression.
"Here's to a fun afternoon."
"What do you mean by that?" Robyn asked, smiling.
"What I mean," Johnny said, obviously a bit drunk, "is that the three of us should go over to my apartment. I've got a king-sized waterbed you can't believe. Nobody would bother us, either."
"Who wants to go to bed this time of the day?" Julie put in.
Johnny swigged more liquor. "I do."
Robyn didn't make any comment. She sipped her drink and kept her eyes on Johnny. He certainly was nice looking. She wondered what his prick looked like.
"I don't think I want to go," Julie said.
"Oh, come on. It'll be a good party. You can leave a note for your folks. You said they wouldn't be home until late tonight, anyway."
"Are you going?" Julie asked, turning to Robyn. "I won't go unless Robyn goes."
"Well, Robyn," Johnny said. "It's up to you." His eyes said he had something nice for her. Robyn would have been frightened by such a look a few weeks before. Now, she was intrigued.
"I'll go."
It took them less than ten minutes to drive to Johnny's apartment. He took them in the back way and they went up the back stairs. Johnny kept looking for the super, making sure no one saw him sneaking a couple of teeny-boppers into his place. He kept making jokes about it, teasing the girls about their little tits.
"You on the rag yet?" he asked Robyn, putting an arm around her waist. The warmth of his palm made her tremble.
"Yes," she said proudly.
"I've got another one," Johnny said, his hand sliding to a more intimate spot. Robyn pushed his fingers away, but the brief touch against her pussy had made her knees weak. Johnny whispered breathlessly into her ear, asking his second question. "Are you a virgin?"
Robyn looked him dead in the eyes. "No." They went into the apartment. Julie was looking more frightened than ever. She cowered in a chair while Johnny mixed more drinks.
"We shouldn't have come," Julie said to Robyn. "Maybe we should make a run for it."
"I don't think Johnny's the kind to make us do anything against our wishes." Robyn strolled slowly around the bedroom. She was feeling nervous but pleasantly so. More than anything she was amused by Julie's sudden case of fright. The tease had turned into a scaredy cat.
Johnny came back to the bedroom with more drinks. Julie hardly touched hers, but Robyn wasn't afraid to get a little high. The liquor tasted good. She talked to Johnny as they sat on the edge of the waterbed. After a while, he got out a camera. It was the kind that gave a picture right away. Robyn saw the twinkle in his eyes as he loaded it with a fresh pack of film.
"Tell you what, girls. If you pose for me, I give you all the pictures when we're through. No harm in a little amateur photography, is there?"
"Pose?" Julie asked. "How do you want us to pose?"
"Naked. What other way is there to pose?" Johnny thought this was very funny. Julie didn't. Robyn was excited. Nobody had ever taken a picture of her in the nude. And if Johnny was going to give them the pictures when it was over, what did it matter?
"Come on, Julie. I'll strip if you do." Robyn was eager to see the handsome man's reaction to her nakedness. She kept fooling with Julie until she got her blonde friend to go along with it. They made Johnny leave the room before they stripped off their shorts and tops and panties. Julie kept shaking her head.
"I don't like this. I keep thinking something's going to happen."
Robyn laughed. "You're the one who started this little game with Johnny. Now, you're telling me you're chicken."
"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm gonna tell him he's my dad. That'll, turn it all off quick." Julie skimmed off the rest of her clothes and sat on the bed. Robyn joined her, bouncing playfully on the wavy, water-filled mattress.
Johnny seemed more than pleased when he came back into the room and started clicking off shots. The flash of the flashbulbs made Robyn's cunt tingle. She realized that every time Johnny pushed the shutter, her image was being recorded in full color. She began to get into the spirit of it, stretching her long legs like she'd seen in the centerfold pictures of some of those naughty magazines.
"Come on, Julie," Johnny said. "Why don't you put your arm around Robyn. That's it. Now kiss her on the lips."
Robyn shivered a bit. She knew what the nasty guy was trying to get them to do. He wanted some lesbian pictures. It was funny, but the idea didn't turn her off at all. She certainly wasn't horny for Julie, but the idea of kissing her cute blonde friend seemed pleasant enough and if it amused Johnny, why not?
"I'm not afraid," she told Julie.
"Okay. God, this is weird. I guess I'm not as drunk as you are."
It was true. Robyn was a little drunk. She threw her arms around Julie's neck and kissed her on the mouth. Their nipples touched, and when Julie put her hand on Robyn's thigh, Johnny clicked off a few more shots and started to reload his camera.
"Hey, Robyn, why don't you take a picture of Julie and me?" he suggested.
"I don't know about this," Julie said. Robyn handed her a drink and watched Julie gulp it down. Robyn took the camera and Johnny gave her ass a squeeze. He jerked off his clothes fast and pulled Julie onto the waterbed with him. She squealed and kicked, but he pushed her down on her back and climbed onto her lean, young body.
Robyn took a picture. The picture showed Johnny's cock clearly. It was big and hard and it was just an inch away from Julie's cunt. The next picture she took showed even more. Johnny had forced Julie's thighs apart so that the pink shine of her cunt was visible. He put his tongue closer to her as Robyn fingered the shutter.
"Ohhhh," Julie panted. "Now, stop!"
Johnny didn't stop. He started licking her slick, warm cunt. He pushed her knees wider, dipping his tongue between her cunt-lips. There was a wet sound as he drank her juices. Robyn was fascinated. She plugged in a new flash-bar and clicked off a few shots, walking around the bed to get a better angle. Johnny seemed to have forgotten any pictures were being taken at all.