Chapter 11
The next day, Sunday, Stacy slept until almost noon. Her parents didn’t appear until
she’d been up for half an hour. She had brunch with them, trying with some success to
put out of her mind thoughts and mental pictures of them naked and sexing it up with
the various partners. She felt she’d seen and had enough sex to last a while.
She’d really been pooped riding back from the lake just before dark the day before.
She’d had a bite to eat and gone right to bed, immediately dropping off to sleep and
sleeping like the proverbial log.
She’d fucked three more of the horses, including her own, during the late afternoon.
They’d been a little wild at first, but they’d soon settled down, and if the amount of
sperm was any indication, all three had enjoyed themselves. She still felt a little queasy
about having sex with an animal, and didn’t intend to let it become a habit.
She wasn’t the slightest bit upset by the other sexual activities. There’d been a wild
group-sex orgy not long before they’d started home. The whiskey had finally helped
drive everybody a little mad with lust. She couldn’t use drinking for an excuse, though,
and didn’t want to. Still, she intended to take it easy on the drinking from then on. She
didn’t want to become like her mother where swilling liquor was concerned.
Stacy put on a swimsuit and lounged around in the shade at the pool, listening to rock
music on a radio. Her father came out and read the paper on the patio. Soon her
mother came out and joined her father, and Stacy was pleased to see that her mother
wasn’t drinking.
After they’d read the paper, Stacy’s parents went into the house, then soon returned,
wearing swimsuits. Stacy joined them in the pool, and she and her father practiced
diving from the board.
The afternoon passed pleasantly. It was almost as if nothing had happened to change
Stacy’s life so drastically. Her father said they’d enter their jumping horses in
competition at a meet the following weekend. Stacy was happy to hear it, and they
talked excitedly about past meets they’d won and those they’d lost.
Stacy’s mother went in early and prepared an excellent dinner. While with her father,
and again when eating with both her parents, Stacy seriously considered informing
them she knew their secret. She didn’t like the idea of them thinking they were putting
something over on her, and she also had the wild thought such talk might possibly lead
to her having sex with her handsome, heavy-hung father, and maybe even with her
beautiful, sexy mother.
She even indulged herself in some crazy thoughts about how it might be if they made
the threesome scene. Those exciting mental pictures made her realize her sexual
satisfaction had only been a temporary thing. Because she became sexy-hot right there
with a mouthful of roast beef and mashed potatoes.
Stacy wasn’t surprised when her father announced he and her mother were going out
that evening. When they wanted to know if she had anything planned, she said she was
going to stay home and do some homework. Her father told her he thought she’d
decided to start dating and having fun. She almost blurted out that she’d dated four
boys the day before. Her mother told her father not to be so pushy, and Stacy’s urge to
speak out passed.
Alone in the big house, Stacy turned the TV set on. She didn’t have any homework to
- She wasn’t sure why she’d lied. Because she hadn’t wanted to admit she didn’t have
anything at all planned, she guessed. She was too restless to watch television. She
snapped the set off without even seeing what programs were on. She’d wandered out
into the kitchen and was having a Coke when she heard the telephone ringing.
She ran to answer the phone. It had entered her mind to call Al, or one of the other
boys, and she thought it might be one of them. It was Betty, telling she’d heard her
parents talking about a party. She knew where it was going to be, and she wanted to
know if Stacy would like to do some peeking. Stacy said she’d be there in a few
minutes. She was wearing a skirt and blouse. It didn’t take long to change into jeans
and a thin sweater.
Betty was waiting out on the sidewalk, dressed in a similar outfit. She told Stacy the
party was at an estate about a mile away, but she’d never been there. They walked
swiftly, and mostly in silence. Stacy hoped her parents had gone to the same swapping
party. She wanted to see her father and his big cock in action again.
There was a gate at the driveway entrance, but it was open. The drive was made out of
packed shells and they got over and walked on the grass, under tall and thickly growing
pine trees. There was a large parking space near the house, almost in front, and there
were about a dozen cars. Stacy spotted her father’s car.
They heard music, laughing and tanking. They kind of flitted from tree to tree, and
Betty wished aloud that she knew the layout of the place. They soon found that the
noise was coming from the swimming pool and surrounding area.
As they got closer, it became obvious it was a different type of sex party. There seemed
to be fifteen to twenty people, men and women, and all were wearing swimsuits. There
were plenty of lights, and Betty said she imagined most of the real action took place
inside the big house.
“The people tossing the party probably insist upon playing silly games to pick
partners,” Betty added.
“They couldn’t very well fuck out in the open where people could easily wander in and
watch,” Stacy said, noticing one young, well-stacked woman wearing a white bikini.
The material was wet and she might as well have been naked.
Stacy and Betty managed to get very close to the pool without being seen. Stacy didn’t
see her parents, or Betty’s, and Betty whispered that the four of them were probably
already inside the house. Stacy silently agreed, then whispered it wasn’t going to be
much fun just watching people around the pool.
They retreated without saying another word.
When they were well away from the pool, Betty said they’d just have to scout around
until they found something exciting to watch. She said since she had more experience
peeking, she’d lead the way. Stacy was willing to follow, and said so.
They’d circled around and were near a door and a window when they almost bumped
into a man in the near-darkness. He was zipping his pants, obviously after taking a
leak. They didn’t attempt to run, but he grabbed them both by an arm and mumbled
something, Stacy understanding only the word, “trespassers”.
The fully clothed, middle-aged man had hustled them to the door, and inside a room,
before Stacy had time to much more than think that she and Betty had sure played hell.
There were two men and two women standing near an inside doorway, all naked. They
stared, as the man gave Stacy and Betty a shove forward and said he’d caught some kids
sneaking around outside.
“You mean two young, pretty girls!” one of the naked men exclaimed.
One of the naked women glared. “You fool! Why did you bring them in here! You
know damned well I can’t afford the publicity this could cause!”
She didn’t make an attempt to cover her nakedness, nor did the other three. Stacy
recognized her face from the society pages. She also recognized one of the men. She’d
seen him at her house. She wondered if his wife was there. She realized by the sudden
startled look in his eyes that he knew who she was.
“That’s Jim Morgan’s daughter!” he said loudly.
“And the other one’s Betty Evans,” the other man said. “Bob’s daughter!”
“Don’t get your asses in an uproar,” Betty said calmly; “We know you’re swappers. Just
as we know our parents are here somewhere. We’ve seen them fucking, sucking, and all
the rest while peeking at other parties. They don’t know about us knowing, so if you’ll
just forget about seeing us we’ll breeze on out of here and that’ll be the end of it.”
The clothed man stood with his back against the door, as if to prevent escape, and the
four naked people put their heads together and whispered excitedly. Stacy decided they
were all well-preserved, considering they were getting along in years. Neither pair of
breasts sagged very much, and the men’s bodies looked firm and strong. Their limp
cocks looked as if they might be as long as eight inches in an erect state.
Finally, the whispering stopped and the four looked at Stacy and Betty. The second
woman, speaking for the first time, wanted to know if they were virgins. Betty laughed
and said she was willing to prove she’d been around by having any kind of sex they
wanted right then.
“Stacy and I both took on four young studs just yesterday!”
“We need some protection against the possibility of the two of you blabbing,” the first
woman said, meeting Stacy’s eyes. “We’re also worried by the thought of your parents
becoming angry because you were brought into the house. We think we have a possible
solution to our dilemma.”
“Get on with it,” one of the men said. “You aren’t supposed to be making a speech on
this awkward occasion!”
“Shut up, Oscar. Your father’s in one of the bedrooms, Stacy. He’s naked and
blindfolded. We were getting ready to play a typical swappers’ game, whereby he tries
to guess the identity of his partner. In this case, it’d be two partners, of course. If you
and Betty will perform with him, we won’t call the police and have you prosecuted for
trespassing.”
Betty said, “You’re bluffing with that last line of bullshit, but we’ll go along with the
idea, won’t we, Stacy!”
Stacy, her heart pounding wildly, could only nod her head. Without further ado, one of
the naked men, Oscar, escorted Stacy and Betty down a hallway. By the time they’d
stopped at a closed door, the man’s cock was thrusting stiffly. He grinned, pushed the
door open, and motioned for them to enter.
As Betty and Stacy went into the large bedroom, Betty flicked the head of the man’s
hard cock with her forefinger. He gasped and took a step backward. Betty laughed low
in her throat and closed the door in his face.
Stacy’s father was near the middle of a huge bed. He was on his back. His big cock was
limp and flopped back over on his flat stomach. There was a narrow strip of black cloth
over his eyes and around his head.
Stacy walked over close to the bed and stood there looking at his cock and balls, her
mouth dry, her legs trembling. Betty went around on the other side of the bed, and a
quick glance told Stacy that Betty was also admiring the big cock and the sizable balls.
There was a mirror in the ceiling, almost as big as the bed.
“I sense there’s two women in here,” Stacy’s father said, breaking a long silence. “When
I agreed to go along with this somewhat silly game I wasn’t told there’d be more than
one partner.”
Stacy looked at Betty and Betty put her fingers to her lips. Stacy didn’t want to talk any
more than Betty did. She wanted to do all kinds of things with her handsome father,
and with his big beautiful cock, and she’d worry about the possible consequences later.
Betty began getting out of her clothes, and Stacy started doing the same. Her father
would soon find out for sure there were two females in the room with him, and she
hoped she wouldn’t have to fight Betty to get her share of the thrilling action. She
almost wished she’d been sent into the bedroom alone. Even if Betty would be there to
share her father’s possible anger afterward.
“I still think our hostess is a little nutty for coming up with these silly games, but I’ll
have to admit I find this one strangely exciting.”
Stacy and Betty had finished getting undressed. Betty winked at Stacy and got on the
bed near Stacy’s father’s head. He reached up, felt around, and began fondling her big
titties. She leaned her face over and kissed him on the mouth. Stacy knew Betty wanted
to give her first crack at the big cock, but she wished she had all of her father all to
herself. His mouth, his kisses, everything. She watched them kissing heatedly, obviously
using their tongues, and felt a pang of jealousy. She felt even more jealous when she
saw-his lovely cock lifting into an erection before she’d even touched it.
Telling herself she was being silly, and had no right to be jealous, Stacy got on the bed
between her father’s parted legs. She caressed his muscular thighs. They were smooth
and warm to the touch. She was glad he didn’t have much hair on his body. The blond
bush didn’t even extend very far on his belly. She grasped his big prick with one hand
and felt it grow hard in her fist. God, but it was exciting to be touching her father so
intimately! She could feel her cunt lips already becoming damp.
Stacy glanced up at the mirror. There were lights on an around the room. It was a little
weird to sec everything reflected. She watched her fingers, and the big stiff shaft as she
slowly moved her fist up and down on the hard, throbbing flesh. She looked back
down, directly at the swollen knob. The glans was an attractive pink. The smell drifting
up to her nostrils made her feel a little giddy. The big cock had to be all of nine inches
long. Maybe even ten.
On a downward stroke, Stacy left her fingers wrapped around the thick base of the
long, rigid rod. She leaned over and began licking the big knob. The taste seemed to be
even better than the cocks she’d licked before. Not that there was really much of a taste,
she thought, twirling her tongue around and around the sleek flesh. The basic
blandness still surprised her.
She opened her mouth wide and engulfed the glans. She felt her father’s ass lift from
the mattress, driving a few inches of the shaft into her sucking mouth. His buttocks
settled back down, but she followed, taking more of the truly wonderful cock, grabbing
his heavy bans with her other hand.
She was actually sucking her father’s big beautiful cock! The fact it was supposed to be
forbidden to perform any kind of sex act with one’s father seemed to give her even
more thrilling pleasure. How could anything that felt so good, and seemed so right, be
so bad? God, but she was glad things had worked out as they had! No matter what
happened afterward, she’d treasure her memories forever and ever!
Stacy had started holding the thick base of the jutting prick with a thumb and
forefinger, so as to get more into her greedily sucking mouth. The knob began striking
the back of her mouth on each downward movement. She didn’t think she could
possibly take it all, but she just had to try.
She relaxed her throat muscles, as she’d learned to do with the four other cocks she’d
sucked, and managed to take enough to make the soft pubic hairs tickle her nose. She
wanted to feel and taste the sperm shooting into her mouth and down her throat, but
she also wanted her father’s big cock buried in her steaming cunt. There was Betty to
think about, too. Betty would want, and maybe demand, a lot of the action.
While thinking about Betty, and taking her father’s swollen cockhead deep into her
throat, Stacy had her eyes closed. She began sucking only the crown, and looked to see
what her father and Betty were doing. They were still kissing passionately, and her
father was still fondling Betty’s lovely titties. Deciding that even if her father was
capable of lasting a long time, as she’d observed while peeking, he might need a little
rest, Stacy removed her mouth and tongue from his saliva-coated tool.
Besides, she wanted to give him pleasure by licking his balls. She might even tongue his
asshole. She didn’t want to get her jaws to aching, either. As had happened late
Saturday afternoon out at the lake. She was glad she’d had practice sucking and
fucking. She had a better chance to make her father happy.
Before Stacy could move her mouth down to her father’s heavy sac, he and Betty
stopped kissing. He said he was in the mood for some pussy lapping, then added, “I
won’t even attempt to guess who owns the mouth and tongue down there, but I will say
she’s an expert!”
Stacy caught herself just in time to keep from saying thanks. She lifted and watched as
Betty straddled his head and lowered her crotch down over his face. Stacy saw her
father’s tongue lick Betty’s cunt, then his fingers grasp Betty’s firm asscheeks. She also
heard little moans spilling from Betty’s lips. She suddenly wondered at what point her
father was supposed to remove the blindfold. When he failed to guess the identity of his
partners? Again she found herself wishing Betty wasn’t there.
Stacy’s father moved his legs helpfully when she moved down to get at his nuts with
her mouth and tongue. She kissed and tongued his inner thighs first, remembering how
much she enjoyed such oral attentions. She licked the bag and sucked a testicle into her
mouth. Just as she pushed the ball out with her tongue, intending to give the other one
the same lavish treatment, she felt the bed shaking and saw Betty bouncing and
wriggling through an orgasm.
She licked up along the underside of the poking cock, engulfed the head and sucked,
sensing she’d soon be asked to change places with Betty. She was ready, too. She was
getting very close to starting on the blissful journey toward a climax. She was even
tempted to impale herself on the big beauty. It was only fair that she gave Betty a
chance to do some sucking, though. Hell, if it weren’t for Betty the glorious happening
wouldn’t even be taking place!
As soon as Betty lifted and rolled away from Stacy’s father’s face, he licked his wet lips,
and said, “Why don’t you hot-ass gals switch around? I’d like to return the favor to the
one doing such a damned good job of sucking my cock!”
Stacy and Betty were moving before he finished speaking. Stacy didn’t give him her
pussy to lap right away, though. She waited until Betty was sucking his cock. She was
afraid she might be jealous and she wanted to find out one way or the other. She was
pleased to discover she only felt a strange kind of happiness for her father. She wanted
him to have all the pleasure possible and she could tell he liked the way Betty gave a
blowjob. She just hoped he didn’t shoot off in Betty’s greedily sucking mouth.
“The one sucking my cock now is damned good, too,” Stacy’s father said. He chuckled.
“I don’t want to slight anyone!”
He’d reached out and found Stacy with a hand. He was caressing her poking, hard-
tipped titties. She impulsively leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. There was a
faint taste of Betty’s cuntal secretions. He jabbed his hot tongue into Stacy’s mouth and
she tingled right down to her toes. God, but it was great to be French-kissing her
handsome father!
He broke the feverish, tongue-lashing kiss, then told her to give him her snatch. She
did, hurriedly, and excitedly ground her moist cunt lips down on his open mouth. His
slippery tongue snaked into her quivering twat and she lifted enough to allow him to
breath. He swabbed the wet walls, his fingers gripping her ass, and she moved in such a
way as to make it easier for him to get at her stiffened clitoris.
He lapped the sensitive organ, then got his lips around the hard bump of flesh and
sucked greedily. He was damned good at the intimate oral act, it felt wonderful, but the
fact it was her father going down on her added greatly to her pleasure. Her horny
father actually had his tongue in her twat!
Stacy spasmed within thirty seconds. She bounced and squirmed, jerked and jolted, and
didn’t try to keep the little whimpering cries of ecstasy from spilling from between her
parted lips. He kept sucking, gulping, and swallowing long after she’d become still and
silent. She was reluctant to remove her twitching pussy from his mouth until she
thought about the glorious fact she still had his lovely cock to sample with her
palpitating cunt.
As soon as Stacy lifted and swung away from her father’s head, Betty stopped sucking
his cock, got out of the way, and motioned for Stacy to mount him. Smiling her thanks,
Stacy quickly straddled her father and guided his jutting rod into her hot, juicy snatch,
keeping her weight on her knees and bracing on her hands and arms.
She lowered slowly, thrilling to every inch of the magnificent cock as it pushed past the
clinging folds of sensitive cunt flesh. When she’d captured it all, she gave a little sigh of
pure, unadulterated bliss. Oh, God! She actually had her dear father’s truly wonderful
cock buried balls deep in her quivering cunt! Sweet Jesus! She was finally actually
fucking her darling father! She was doing something she’d dreamed about for a long,
long time. Maybe for years!
Stacy had started moving up and down, up and down, slowly and deliberately, all of her
senses focused upon the huge, slippery pole sliding in deep, then almost out of her
clinging, clasping cunt. It was almost as if she’d died and gone to heaven. She was
coming already! She’d just started and she was already about to climax!
She saw the pleasure registering on her father’s face. She had to fight the wild urge to
rip the blindfold from his eyes and let him see the glorious pleasure registering on her
own features. What would he say if he saw he was being fucked by his own daughter?
Would it detract from his enjoyment? Or add to it?
Stacy had been bouncing faster and faster, hoping to feel the hot jism spurting into her
hot cunt when she spasmed, at the same time not wanting her father’s cock to lose its
hardness. She got one of her wishes. When she’d settled down after an orgasm that’d
been heavenly and left her breathless, her father hadn’t climaxed, and his cock was still
rock hard.
Betty tapped Stacy on her ass demandingly. Stacy didn’t want to relinquish her father’s
poking prick without feeling it spurt, and she was already eager to take another
delightful trip, but she knew she had to be fair with Betty. She dismounted, and
watched as Betty quickly took her place.
Again she was happy for her father. She knew Betty was a good fuck, as well as being
an expert at sucking either a cock or a cunt, and she could tell he was enjoying himself
tremendously. She only wished she could tell him to save his load for her.
As it turned out, there was no need for Stacy to be so concerned. After Betty had
bounced through an orgasm, and it only took a couple of minutes, the cock was still
thrusting proudly when she dismounted.
Stacy quickly impaled herself once again. The climaxes she’d already enjoyed had
calmed her down a great deal. She began fucking slowly, clamping down on the hard
shaft while moving, trying to milk the jism out with her inner muscles.
She felt Betty getting behind her, kissing her humping ass. She leaned forward, mashed
her taut-tipped breasts against her father’s chest, and glued her mouth to his parted
lips. He returned her feverish kiss, and soon they were taking turns nibbling at each
other’s inner lips.
Betty went lower and nuzzled her face down to where she could get her tongue on their
joined genitals. Stacy began leaving her ass lifted longer on the upstroke, giving Betty a
chance to get more licks in at the exposed cock. She knew the juices from her heated
cunt were being lapped up and swallowed, and she suddenly wanted to change places
with Betty. She had the crazy thought things might work out so she and her father and
her mother could make the threesome scene. After all, she and her mother both liked to
eat pussy.
Stacy pulled her mouth from her father’s and swung from his thrusting tool. She made
Betty understand what she wanted to do by making motions. Betty seemed very happy
to go along with the new arrangement.
Getting a big bang out of tonguing the tangy-tasting sex organs, Stacy again thought
about how it might turn out so she could also have sex with her lovely mother. The
idea didn’t seem all that crazy or preposterous while she was down licking her father’s
slippery cock, his balls, wet with cunt juice, and Betty’s clinging pussy lips.
“I know damned well I won’t be able to guess who you hot-ass gals are, and I doubt
that I was even expected to, but since I’m supposed to get my gun twice before
removing the blindfold, I have a suggestion to make. I’m getting close to a climax and it
might be a good idea for one of you to suck me off the first time. It wouldn’t be so
messy and I’m not the kind of a guy who likes to delve his tongue into a sperm-filled
cunt.”
Stacy had started moving as soon as her father started speaking. Betty had just started
to bounce through an orgasm. Stacy didn’t try to stop Betty from finishing, but she
mentally crossed her fingers, hoping her father wouldn’t lose control and shoot his
sperm into Betty’s snatch.
The cock was still jutting stiffly when Betty swung off and away. Stacy grabbed the base
of the slippery rod, opened her mouth wide, and engulfed the glistening knob and
about three inches of the wet shaft with one swift motion. She sucked up and down
greedily, taking the swollen glans deep into her throat on each downward movement,
laving the hard, sleek knob with her tongue when she lifted her mouth.
She heard her father groan. The sound seemed to mingle with the slurping sounds she
was making. She squeezed his balls and milked up with her tightly drawn lips when the
big cock jerked and spurted jets of lava-like jism. She swallowed the thick cream as fast
as she could, but the semen kept squirting and overflowed her mouth. She felt Betty’s
cheek next to hers. She pulled her mouth away, still swallowing sperm, and let Betty
suck and drain the last few gobs and drops.
“God, but I really had a load, didn’t I! And that hasn’t happened to me in one hell of a
long time!”
Stacy knew her father was referring to the fact his cock hadn’t lost any of its hardness
after his ejaculation. She thought about what he’d said about not removing the
blindfold until he’d climaxed twice. While working on his second come he should last
even longer!
“Stretch out here beside me. Both of you. I need a little rest. I’m sure you’re both very
young. Your bodies feel young, I mean. You both have such firm, smooth flesh. You
must be new to the swapping game. In this group, anyhow. I’m sure I haven’t been
with either one of you before. This is all rather stupid, really, but I’ll try and play it out
to the end.”
Stacy and Betty had stretched out beside him, one on each side, and he was running his
hands over their bodies. Stacy lifted and began tonguing his nearest nipple. It jumped
to attention and she began sucking the hard tip. Betty began treating the other nipple in
the same lavish manner. Stacy put one hand down and clasped his thrusting cock. Betty
put a hand down and there was plenty of room for both their fists to move up and
down on the hard flesh and muscle.
Stacy’s father soon said he was ready to do some fucking. Again Betty motioned for
Stacy to go first. Stacy wondered if it was only her imagination that made her think
he’d rolled over to take her even before she tugged at him. Maybe instinct had made
him know she wanted to be fucked by him even more than Betty did.
When he was between her eagerly parted legs, he let her do the guiding. As soon as her
hand was out of the way, he plunged all the way in. She gave a little gasp and wrapped
her legs around his slender waist. Ankles locked behind his back, she began rotating
her ass and hunching along with his masterful thrusts. He remained braced on his
hands and arms. Again she had to fight the urge to rip the blindfold from his eyes.
He lowered, flattened her hard-nippled mounds against his chest, buried his face beside
hers, and slipped his hands down to her hips. Matching him thrust for thrust, rapidly
building toward still another orgasm, she thought, surely her father couldn’t be angry
after they’d shared such ecstatic happiness. She was going to have him again and again
and again, though, no matter what! She just had to!
Stacy’s father pumped her through a spasmodic climax, then withdrew his stiff prick,
and got over between Betty’s eagerly parted legs. Stacy lifted and watched Betty do the
guiding. Again Stacy was glad she didn’t feel any jealousy. She’d even share her
handsome stud of a father with her beautiful, hot-ass mother without being jealous!
Looking in the mirror in the ceiling over the bed, watching her father’s humping ass,
Stacy quite calmly decided such an arrangement should work out just fine. They could
have their pleasure at home, she could go with them to the swapping parties, and they
could even have sex with her friends. They should really go for all the young stuff!
After pronging Betty through an orgasm, Stacy’s father moved over and fucked Stacy
again. It took much longer for her to come, and when she did, she tried desperately to
make him shoot off in her clasping cunt. She wanted to feel the sperm spurting, but she
also suddenly wanted to find out what his reaction was going to be when he discovered
who he was fucking. She couldn’t find the nerve to pull the blindfold off, though, and
she failed to make him ejaculate.
“I’ll have to admit that I’m getting a little tired,” Stacy’s father said, leaving his stiff cock
buried deep after Stacy’s spasms had subsided. “I think I’ll just let my dick soak in this
luscious cunt for a minute or two.”
“Maybe you could come if you fucked one of us in the…”
Betty clamped a hand over her mouth. She was sitting up, and Stacy had thought she
was getting ready to go down and do some ass, cock, and cunt tonguing.
Stacy’s father had lifted his upper body. He turned his blindfolded eyes toward Betty.
“Your voice sounds very familiar. Have you ever been in my home? Are you one of my
daughter’s friends?”
Betty looked at Stacy, smiled weakly, and shrugged her shapely shoulders. “I know
Stacy, Mister Morgan. She’s a very nice, normal, healthy girl, and I like her very much.”
There was a long silence. It looked and felt to Stacy as if her father’s entire body had
become just as tense as his big cock buried in her cunt. She looked at his mouth, and
could tell he was getting ready to ask another question. She was sure she knew what the
question was going to be, just as she was sure he’d already sensed what the answer
would be. Surprised at her own sudden calmness, she decided she might as well answer
the question without words. She reached up and pushed the blindfold up around his
forehead.
Stacy’s father blinked his eyes, stared, turned pale, and blurted, “Good God!”