Chapter 12
Seconds after Stacy’s father blurted out the loud wordy his handsome face flushed,
turning from pale to a reddish hue, and he quickly swung from Stacy and the bed.
“What are you doing here! How the hell did you get in here!”
Stacy, amazed at her own calmness, pleased with the way her father’s eyes were flicking
over her nakedness, sat up and scooted her ass to the side of the bed. He wasn’t
shocked enough to lose his hard-on, she thought happily. She slipped her feet to the
soft, thick carpet and stood straight and proud.
“Why don’t you tell him how we got in here, Betty?” she said, smiling.
Betty swung from the bed, on the other side, and began explaining, the words fairly
tumbling out. Stacy dropped to her knees and took a goodly portion of her father’s wet,
thrusting cock into her mouth. She began sucking, taking the crown deep into her
throat, squeezing his big balls with one hand, and caressing his firm buttocks with the
other.
Soon Stacy’s father put his hands on her forehead and pushed her greedy mouth from
his pulsing prick. She looked up and met his blazing eyes. Betty had stopped peeking,
having told only how they’d peeked before, had been caught, and had been hustled into
the house and the bedroom.
“That bitch of a hostess played a dirty trick on me, Stacy. As well as on you and your
mother. That’s a two-way mirror over the bed. Your mother’s in the room above
watching. We’ve been putting on an exhibition for no telling how many swappers. I
thought I was just in on the initiation of two new wives!”
Stacy had settled back on her haunches and looked up at the two-way mirror. She met
her father’s passion-filmed eyes again. “You said something about having to guess who
we were.”
“That was the original plan. I’ve played the silly game before. I thought talking in such
a manner would throw the new wives off, make them less suspicious about being
watched. Hell! What am I talking about! I’ve been having sex with my own daughter
and her friend!”
Betty had walked around from the other side of the bed. “You enjoyed yourself, Mister
Morgan. You’ll admit that, won’t you?”
Before Stacy’s father could answer, the door swung inward and Stacy’s mother walked
- She was fully dressed. She stopped near the foot of the bed. She was frowning, her
eyes glaring. Stacy could tell her mother had seen everything through the two-way
mirror.
“I must say, that was quite an exhibition my husband and my daughter put on! Not to
mention you, Betty!”
Betty had been scampering around gathering up her clothes. She told Stacy she’d see
her around and headed for the door, still completely naked, carrying her clothes in both
hands. Stacy asked where she was going.
“I’m going to find my horny father,” Betty called back over her shoulder. “And my sexy
mother! You don’t think I’m going to miss out on this opportunity, do you!”
“Lord have mercy on us all,” Stacy’s mother said.
Stacy got to her feet. “Don’t come on with the pious stuff, Mom! What kind of sex were
you enjoying while you watched? I’ve seen you at the swapping parties. I’ve seen you
fucking and sucking and…”
“That’s enough,” Stacy’s father cut in. “Get dressed, honey, and we’ll settle this when
we get home.”
Saying she’d wait in the ear, Stacy’s mother turned and hurried from the room. Stacy
looked at her father’s stiffly thrusting cock. He grinned weakly and hurried to a chair in
a corner where his clothes were neatly folded. She thought about asking for another
chance to take the stiffness out of his big cock, then remembered the two-way minor.
They were probably still being watched, and she’d get a crack at him when they got
home or know the reason why!
She gathered her clothes and dressed quickly. They were ready to go at the same time.
She felt like asking her father if he were really sorry, and she wanted to tell him how
much she’d enjoyed herself, but decided it might be best not to say anything. He
already knew how much pleasure she’d had, she knew he’d enjoyed himself, and she
sensed he had his mind on her mother more than anything else.
He’d apparently gotten over the great shock he’d had, and she just hoped he’d be
reasonable about the whole deal. Maybe the two of them could work on her mother and
get her to accept what had happened – and what she hoped would happen again and
again, both in the near and in the far future.
His cock wasn’t poking his pants out all that much by the time they were near the
door. He turned and thumbed his nose at the two-way mirror. Stacy laughed and did
the same. She had the feeling everything was going to work out just fine. Where she
and her father were concerned, anyway.
They didn’t meet anybody in the hallway, nor in the room Stacy had first entered. She
wondered where Betty was, sure that if the wanton, fun-loving girl hadn’t found her
father and mother she’d found somebody else to sex it up with.
They went around the big house on the side away from the swimming pool. Stacy
didn’t hear any noise, and she figured everybody was inside doing the exciting things
the married couples went to a swapping party to do.
Her father got behind the wheel and she got in back. Her mother didn’t turn around or
speak. As soon as the car was rolling, Stacy started talking. It wasn’t very far home and
she tanked fast. She wanted to get everything said while she had the captive audience of
two. She wasn’t interrupted one time, and she started by telling about the first lime she
peeked with Betty.
She went into some detail about the scenes in which her mother and father had
participated. She told about the gay sex with Betty, and admitted fucking Betty’s pony.
She told about Al and Phil, the thrilling sex acts she’d enjoyed with them and Betty,
then told about the orgy at the lake, including the horse fucking. The only part she left
out was her experience with Evelyn. She didn’t think she had the right to reveal the
redhead’s secret concerning the baby-sitting job. She finished by giving her mother a
quick rundown on how she and Betty had happened to end up on the bed under the
two-way mirror.
Just as Stacy stopped talking, her father parked the car. Her mother got out and rushed
into the house. Her father remained behind the wheel, so Stacy didn’t get out, either.
“When I told you to date and have fun I didn’t mean for you to go wild, Stacy.”
“I used what I saw you and Mom doing as an excuse, but I would’ve probably done the
same things, anyhow. I guess I’m just as sexy-hot and wild as my parents.”
Her father chuckled and said she’d made a good point. He turned and looked at her. “I
hope your mother will be able to adjust to what has happened, Stacy. Her drinking
problem’s caused mostly by the fact she has never been able to accept her bisexuality.
Mentally, I mean. Now she’ll undoubtedly worry about you.”
“She shouldn’t,” Stacy said. “I like the way I am, the various ways I enjoy sex, and I
wouldn’t want to be any other way.”
“She has had another problem, Stacy. A few times, while drinking, she confessed her
true feelings about you. She loves you because you’re her daughter, of course, but she’s
also attracted to you in a physical way.”
“I can easily help her solve that problem if she’ll let me, Dad. You don’t seem to feel so
badly about having sex with roe. Maybe the same will be true of Mom once she gives it
a try.”
They got out of the car without exchanging another word. Stacy walked around and
took her father’s hand. He squeezed her fingers and said he guessed he’d been secretly
attracted to her for the past couple of years, too. Stacy remained silent, happy in the
knowledge she at last had an understanding with her handsome, horny father, and they
walked to the house, hand in hand.
Stacy’s mother had turned a light on and was sitting on a couch. She didn’t look up.
Stacy was glad her mother hadn’t headed for a bottle. That seemed to be a good sign.
“We can’t change what has happened, Marge. Nor can we ever go back to things as
they were. I, for one, intend to try and take everything in stride, as our lovely young
daughter seems to be doing, and enjoy the good fortune fate has tossed my way. I
suggest you do the some, honey.”
Stacy’s mother remained silent and didn’t look up. Stacy was still holding hands with
her father. He led her across the room, down the hallway, and into the master
bedroom. He dropped her hand, left the door open, and turned a couple of table lamps
on.
He faced Stacy, smiled, and began taking his clothes off. Her pulse quickening, Stacy
began stripping her feverish body naked. They turned it into a race. It was a tie, both
climbing onto the bed, from opposite sides, at the same time.
They went into each other’s arms and locked together in a tight embrace. On their
knees, mouths glued together, tongues lashing, they slowly toppled over until they were
on their sides. Stacy grabbed his big, stiff cock while they were straightening out their
legs. He pulled his mouth and tongue from hers and whispered that they had plenty of
time.
He rolled her over on her back, pulling his hard prick from her caressing fingers. Again
he whispered, telling her he wanted to take his time and give her a tongue bath. She
liked the idea very much. It was just one more of her dreams coming true, and she
hoped her mother would soon come in and join them.
He straddled her, keeping his ass lifted in the air. He began sucking her poking, hard-
tipped tits, one and then the other, and she used her own hands to shove even more of
the firm flesh into his hot mouth. His tongue jabbed at each erect, tingling nipple while
he sucked, and at times he nipped at the elongated tips with his teeth. She didn’t try to
hold back her soft little moans of pleasure.
She didn’t put her hands on his head, and kept them well away when he left her
throbbing mounds and trailed his moistly parted lips and darting tongue lower. She
didn’t squirm her body very much, either. She wanted to show she could exercise some
control over her desires, and the sex she’d had with him earlier helped her do just that.
He licked her rib cage, one hand remaining to palm and massage a spiked breast. The
fingers of his other hand trailed down and gently plucked at her cunt hairs. Kissing and
tonguing, he made his way to her navel. He jabbed his tongue around and in the
shallow indentation, his fingers running lightly over her moist pussy lips.
Leaving her belly button, the flat of his tongue licked every square inch of her flat,
trembling stomach. Her entire body was beginning to feel like one big erogenous zone.
It was amazing as to just how much of the smooth surface of her body reacted to the
touch of his lips and tongue with feelings of sexual pleasure. She soon began squirming
heatedly, despite her efforts to remain comparatively cool and calm while her darling
father lovingly bestowed lavish oral attentions upon her feverish flesh.
By the time Stacy’s father had tongued his way down to her inner thighs, skirting
around her pubic hairs and twitching cunt, she was more than ready for him to go
down on her. He went lower, though. He worked his way down along one leg and
began nibbling at her toes. She liked that sensation very much.
He went over to her other foot, nipped at her toes with his lips, then worked his way
up that long leg to her crotch. He then surprised her by flipping her over on her
stomach. He licked her legs, all the way down one and up the other, while his fingers
caressed her buttocks.
Planting a wet kiss on each asscheek, he then straddled her again. He kissed and licked
the back of her neck and her shoulders. She was really squirming passionately by then,
thinking when he’d said tongue bath he’d really meant tongue bath. While he was
licking down along her spine, and walking backward on his knees, his caressing hands
molded the sides of her body.
He tugged at her hips until her ass was hiked high in the air. She gasped as he licked
up through the crack of her ass. He spread the cheeks of her ass wide with his fingers
and jabbed the tip of his tongue against her puckered anus. She managed to relax
enough for him to get all of two inches of his hot, slippery tongue into her asshole. He
tongue-fucked the tight, twitching tunnel until she thought she was going to melt and
cream before he even got around to tonguing her tingling cunt.
Finally, he pulled his tongue all the way out of her clasping rectum and licked down
and up through her gaping gash. He lifted, his hands still on her hips, and she thought
he was going to fuck her. She didn’t really care which hole he buried his big cock in.
Stacy’s father flipped her over on her back, however, and buried his face in her blonde
crotch. She lurched upward, lifting her buttocks inches from the mattress as he snaked
his tongue into her hot, juicy cunt. His hot tongue probing deep, then swabbing the
tender folds of hot, wet cunt flesh, he shoved his hands under and grasped her ass.
She settled back down on his hands, lifting her knees high, spreading them wider,
making it easier for him to burrow his face in deeper. She began rotating her hips and
making little hunching movements as his tongue went to her clitoris and started
lapping.
She’d been balanced on the brink of an orgasm for so long, it took less than a minute
for her to climax. Seconds after his lips joined his lapping tongue, encompassed her
passion button, and began sucking, she soared into a shuddering, shattering, spasmodic
release. She didn’t try to stop the little cries of pleasure escaping from between her
parted lips. She hoped her mother would hear and become excited enough to come and
turn it into an incestuous threesome.
Stacy had grabbed her father’s bobbing head, and dug her fingers into his scalp. As
soon as she went limp, and removed her hands, he lifted his head.
“Sweet pussy,” he said softly. “Sweet, sweet pussy!”
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she said. “Put your big beautiful cock in my cunt and fuck me!”
“Later,” he said, quickly stretching out on his back beside her, his huge cock jutting
toward the ceiling. “We have lots of time, baby, and I’m still hoping Marge will find the
guts to come and get what she wants so damned much.”
Saying she hoped the same thing, Stacy lifted and kissed her father’s wet lips, liking the
taste of her own fluids. They kissed for a short time, then she began kissing and licking
around on his broad, almost hairless chest. She tongued and sucked his nipples until
the surprisingly big nubs were hard and stiff. She then proceeded to give him a tongue
bath.
She failed to get past his thrusting prick, though. She just had to suck the big beauty.
There was a little bead of clear liquid in the slit. She scooped up the tasty morsel with
her tongue, swallowed, then slipped her lips over the hard, hot glans. She enjoyed
having his eyes focused upon her every move. Before she’d sucked him hard and fast.
Now, wanting to prove she didn’t really have to be all that greedy, she sucked up and
down on the rigid shaft slowly and gently, actually using almost no suction at all.
God, but it was pure pleasure just to suck without trying to make his lovely cock shoot
off, she thought. She kept her lips lightly closed on the shaft, holding her tongue away,
raising and lowering her head very slowly, savoring the taste and feel of the hard meat,
relishing every wonderful moment.
She took more and more, relaxing her throat muscles, letting the crown sink deep on
each downward motion. Soon she was taking just about all of her father’s delightful
dick, surprised as well as pleased with her success.
“Honey-baby, you sure learned fast! It’s really incredible! You suck cock as if you’d
been doing it for years and years, you can snap your sweet cunt muscles just as well as
your dear mother, and I’ll bet you eat pussy just as expertly!”
Her father’s words were like music to Stacy’s ears. She’d always liked to be the best at
anything she did. The words were proof that she’d succeeded where sex was concerned.
She hoped she’d get a chance to prove to her lovely mother she was something of an
expert at the art of cunnilingus. So Betty and the other girls had told her, anyhow. She
hoped things had worked out as wonderfully for Betty as they had for her!
“We have company, Stacy! I thought you’d see things our way, Marge!”
Stacy lifted her mouth from her father’s throbbing cock. Her mother was standing
beside the bed, gloriously naked. Stacy quickly stretched out on her back beside her
father. Cocksucking and fucking would have to wait. Her lovely mother’s brown eyes
had the familiar gleam in them. The gleam that meant it was cuntlapping time!
Stacy’s mother climbed onto the bed without saying a word. She seemed to be in a
trance. She got between Stacy’s eagerly parted legs, making little whimpering sounds
deep in her throat. She stared at Stacy’s blonde crotch, darted her tongue out and
around her full lips, quickly leaned over, and mashed her open mouth against Stacy’s
cunt.
Just as Stacy gasped and lurched upward, as her mother’s tongue slithered into her
quivering cunt, her father glued his mouth to her parted lips and jabbed his tongue past
her teeth. Her mother began sucking the inner lips below, and her father sucked the
inner lips above. It was as if she were being eaten alive, with greedy mouths going at
her from both ends. She was glad when her father pulled his mouth from hers and
began sucking on one of her throbbing tits. It made it easier for her to concentrate on
the wildly wonderful pleasure being produced by her mother’s expert cuntlapping.
All the other times she’d had her cunt lapped were as nothing compared to the lavish
worship her steaming snatch was receiving from her cunt-happy mother. It was
incredible the way just about the entire inside of her cunt seemed to be drawn into her
mother’s hot, sucking mouth.
“Oh, God!” she cried. “Oh, sweet Jesus! You’re sucking me inside out! Don’t stop! Oh,
I’m already coming! I’m cominnnnng…”
While Stacy was still spasming, and bucking and wriggling wildly, her ass being held by
her mother’s gripping fingers, her mother’s mouth and tongue went to her clitoris. The
blissful ecstasy went on and on. When her mother finally stopped lapping and sucking,
Stacy just knew the mind-bending orgasm had lasted all of three glorious minutes.
“Wow!” she exclaimed when she’d recovered her breath. “I’m really going to have to do
some more practicing, and even so, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to do it that well!”
Stacy’s father had pulled his mouth from her tingling tit. “Why don’t you start
practicing now?” he asked, chuckling.
“Oh, Jim, this is terribly wrong!” Marge said.
“It seems terribly right to me,” Stacy said, meeting her mother’s passion-filmed eyes.
“The three of us are going to have a wonderful life together. I won’t interfere with the
swapping. Maybe I could even start going to the parties with you. I’ll bet Betty’s with
her parents just like I am with mine by now. Unless the three of them are still sexing it
up at the party. We can get the girls and guys I told you about to join us, too. And
you’ll have to try the big horse cocks, Mom. You’d go for that, I’ll bet. You wouldn’t
mind, would you, Dad? Is it all right if I call you Marge and dim?”
Stacy didn’t get a verbal answer, but she felt her sexy parents’ actions were answer
enough. Her mother had stretched out beside her and was sucking a spiked breast, and
her father had resumed sucking her other throbbing tit. She began fondling her
mother’s lovely titties, and pushed a hand down and began stroking her father’s lovely
cock. She wanted to watch her father fuck her mother at close range, and she wanted to
be fucked by him again and again, but first she wanted to taste her mother’s twat.
There weren’t any protests when Stacy pushed the greedy mouths from her taut-tipped
breasts and rolled over on her side, facing Marge. Stacy pushed Marge over on her back
and began feasting upon her big boobies. She suckled one, then the other, and kissed
Marge’s wet mouth before trailing lower. Marge returned the tongue-lashing kiss, and
Stacy saw Jim watching excitedly when she did start the thrilling trip down to Marge’s
crotch.
The delectable fragrance emanating from Marge’s cunt was so exquisite Stacy only
stared at the moist slit for a few seconds, breathing in the aroma in long, slow breaths.
Marge lifted slightly, and Stacy pushed the soft lips apart with her fingertips, then
lowered and extended her tongue.
Stacy licked the hot lips, first one, then the other, still keeping them spread wide with
her fingers. She delved her tongue into the hot, juicy pussy, thrilling to the taste, then
began drawing the folds of flesh into her mouth. She sucked as she’d so recently been
sucked, trying to do as good a job, feeling she’d had some success when little moans
began drifting down from the lips above.
Feeling fingers on her head, digging into her scalp, Stacy moved her mouth to the top
of the twitching cunt and found the clitoris stiffly erect. The passion button had to be
over an inch long, she thought, fluttering her tongue against the slippery organ. She
twirled her tongue, then lapped, bringing soft little cries of joy from above.
Slipping her lips around the stiffened clit, she added sucking to her lapping, and pushed
her hands around and under Marge’s squirming buttocks. She grasped the firm, smooth
asscheeks, and began bobbing her head. Marge began hunching and wriggling, then
soon began jerking and jolting wildly.
Stacy kept sucking and swallowing the tasty secretions until Marge went limp and the
clutching fingers and had been removed from her head. She lifted her face and licked
her wet lips.
“Fuck her, Dad! I want to watch you fuck Mom until she climaxes again!”
While speaking the loud words, Stacy had been moving out of the way, confident Jim
would go along with her wishes. She watched closely as Jim did get between Marge’s
legs and bury his cock balls deep in her surging cunt.
When Jim started his thrusts, Stacy got around behind him and got her mouth and
tongue in on the action. He moved slowly, leaving his ass high in the air long enough
for her to lick his wet, slippery, pistoning prick, and she even got in a lick at the
clinging cunt lips now and then. It wasn’t long before Stacy had to get out of the way,
though, because he began pounding Marge through a spasmodic climax.
As soon as Marge sagged, she cried, “Fuck Stacy, Jim! You know what I want to do!”
Stacy quickly got on her back, into position to be fucked by her father, and she was
sure she also knew what her mother wanted to do. She decided that before the night
was over, she’d try eating Jim’s sperm out of Marge’s cunt. She also wanted to be corn-
holed by his big cock before they called it quits.
Jim pronged Stacy’s clasping cunt for all of five minutes – while Marge tongued their
genitals before he spurted his hot sperm into Stacy’s snapping snatch. She spawned
simultaneously, giving out with loud words about how wonderful it felt.
As soon as Jim withdrew his rapidly softening cock, Marge sucked it clean of jism and
cuntal fluids, then mashed her mouth against Stacy’s sopping cunt. Stacy spasmed
again, and again loudly proclaimed how wonderful it felt.
The three of them stretched out side by side again while resting, with Stacy in the
middle, and Marge finally broke a long silence.
“Stacy, I know this is wicked, and Jim and I have failed as parents, but right now I’m as
happy as I’ve ever been in my life.”
“The same goes for me,” Jim said.
“That makes three happy people,” Stacy said. “And what’s wrong with happiness?
Nothing! I think I have the best mother and father in the whole wide world, and I want
us to have the same kind of happiness again and again and again!”
They did. On and on into the night.
THE END
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