"Did you like doing it?"
Beth thought for a moment. "Yeah. I didn't really know what I was doing or what happened but his cock felt so nice and hot and hard and when he started coming, I liked to see it squirting and watch his face. It made me almost come just doing it and watching."
"Your vocabulary sure has broadened, lately. No wonder you didn't react when I used those words earlier," Kathy added.
"The girls in my class use them all the time. Looks like I've been the dumb bunny. All of them know about sex and some of them have even lost their cherry."
Kathy's eyebrows raised a little and she looked at her sister. "We have been two dumb bunnies."
"Yeah, looks like it. Just between you and me, you know Pam Fields." Beth said.
"Yeah," Kathy replied.
"Well, she has been bragging to Ann and me that she has played with her father's cock and made it come a couple of times. She said he licked her pussy a couple of times, too. She acted like that was the most, fantastic thing in the world."
The conversation came to a sudden halt as they entered their yard. Kathy was disappointed. She wanted to hear more but she knew that it would have to wait. They entered the house and found it quiet and dark. Kathy turned to say something to Beth and caught herself. A noise from the back of the house stopped her. The sisters exchanged glances. Putting her finger to her lips, Kathy motioned Beth to follow her. They turned into the hall and stopped in their tracks.
Down the hall and through the open door of their parents' bedroom, they could see their mother lying on the bed, her dress up around her waist and her legs open. Both stared, aghast. Her hairy cunt was exposed to them and her fingers were rubbing furiously at it. Her legs flexed, lifting her hips from the bed. She was moaning and grunting. Both girls knew that she was about to came.
The woman groaned long and law and shuddered. Her fingers fluttered at her cunt and she trembled again and then lay very still, her chest heaving with her labored breath.
Kathy took Beth's arm and turned her and they crept back to the front door. Kathy opened it and then closed it forcefully.
"Mom! We're home!" she called. Beth followed her toward the kitchen.
"Hi. Be out in a minute," the woman's slightly hoarse voice called from the back of the house.
They had laid their books aside and were digging in the refrigerator for a snack when Louise entered the kitchen. Her face was flushed and her dress rumpled.
"I took a little nap and overslept, I guess," she explained.
"What time will Daddy be home? I'm starved," Kathy said, turning to look at her mother.
"In an hour or so. I'll be away tonight. Mrs. Edwards' husband is in the hospital and Mrs. Perry and I are going over to sit up with her."
"Okay, Mom. I've got homework to get done," Beth replied.
"Not me," Kathy said. "I think I'll go over to Diane's for a few minutes. Okay?"
"Yes, if you'll be home in an hour," her mother replied.
"I will. 'Bye." Kathy pushed the back door open and stepped into the back yard. She crossed it and pushed the fence gate open and entered the neighbor's backyard. She walked up to the back door and pushed the door bell. After a few seconds, footsteps approached and the door opened.
"Hi, Kathy. Come on in," the petite blonde, her size and age, said.
"Hi, Diane." Kathy stepped inside and followed her into the living room.
"What's happening?" the girl asked.
"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to get out of the house for a while. Your parents home?"
"No. They won't be in for an hour or so." Diane looked at her inquisitively. "Something on your mind?"
"No, not really, just wondered." Kathy shook her head and found a chair.
"Come on, Kathy, spit it out," the girl urged.
"You've always said that your parents were open in just about every way to you. Does that include sex?"
Diane smiled in spite of herself. She dropped into the chair across from Kathy and hung her legs over the arm.
"Sure. Especially sex. Why?"
"Well, I've heard a lot of things the last few days about sex. Maybe I've been pretty dumb or something, but most of it I'd never heard of. Some of it, I couldn't even imagine," Kathy explained.
"Well, being a minister's daughter hasn't helped you much. Kids are a little afraid to be themselves around you. What's bugging you?" Diane seemed much older than her fourteen years as she spoke. Kathy felt a little inferior.
"One thing that I heard was about a guy licking a girl's pussy." Kathy paused for a reaction and found none. "Is that supposed to be something so great?"
"Ha!" Diane expelled. "Not great. Just fantastic!"
"You mean you've had it done to you?" Kathy was overwhelmed.
"Oh, have I! Many times. It is fantastic, like I said. I'd take it almost over fucking. I like it as much as sucking cock."
Kathy was wordless for several moments. She had never even suspected that Diane was so experienced. She sat and stared at the girl, almost in awe.
"One girl claims that her father is the one who did it." Kathy quietly dropped her bomb.
Diane's eyebrow went up and she got a funny expression on her face. "Anyone I know?"
"I don't think so. But her father?" Kathy replied.
"It's not that unusual. A couple of girls I know lost their cherries to their fathers."
"You mean it happens?"
"Sure. What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing, I guess." Kathy was relaxing with the girl and the subject.
"Haven't you ever had thoughts or fantasies about your father?" Diane asked. "And be honest," she added seriously.
"Yes, I guess so," Kathy confessed. "I have and it has been a turn on."
"Just a minute, let me show you something," the girl said, swinging her feet to the floor and leaving the room. She was back in a moment. She handed Kathy a picture.
Kathy stared at the photograph. Diane was nude on her back. Her father's mouth was on her pussy, his tongue slicing between her fuzz-covered lips. The expression on Diane's face told the tale.
"Oh," Kathy said, softly. Diane took the photo and crossed back to her chair.
"See. I know what I'm talking about."
"Who took the picture?" Kathy asked when the obvious dawned on her.
"My mother. We have a three-way quite often," Diane revealed.
"I guess I'd better get back home," Kathy said, distantly. Her mind was buzzing. "Thanks Diane for the answers and the confidence."
"Anytime. As for the confidence, I trust you. If you did say anything, all three of us would deny it."
"Don't worry." Kathy rose and smiled at the girl.
"I won't. 'Bye, Kathy, and don't let it bug you. Sex is as natural as breathing," the girl added as she walked Kathy to the door.
"'Bye and thanks again." Kathy stepped through the back door and crossed to her own house. Her father was pulling into the driveway as she reached for the back door. A shiver went through her young body and her pussy was suddenly wet.
CHAPTER FIVE
Louise cleared the dishes and quickly gave the kitchen tile once over. Her mind kept flipping back to dinner and Kathy's strange silence. There was something there but the woman couldn't put her finger on it. It gnawed at the back of her mind, irritating yet enticing.
Satisfied that everything was in its place, she changed clothes and kissed Martin goodbye. The girls said their good byes from their rooms and she left.
Martin sat at his desk, studying some papers from the church. His mind rebelled, wandering off on other things. He was having a fight to keep it focused. He heard the hiss of the shower and his mind flashed to the young body that he knew was naked under the spray of water. Heat surged up through his body and his cock throbbed, stirring to life. Shaking his head, as if to shake the picture from his mind, he tried to return to the papers before him. It didn't work.