Unknown - My horny home

He nodded. "That makes three of us that'll go along with the idea." He hoisted her onto her feet. "Let's go talk to the fourth member of the family. See if we can convince her."

Jim laid it on the line for Alice. With an arm wrapped around naked Karen, he outlined the entire setup. He mentioned how Karen had confessed to being the guilty party in the fiendish schemes that had backfired. He brought up Karen's new suggestion, that they become a fucking family group. He mentioned how Alice seemed to have been enjoying her session with Bob. How he, too, had enjoyed his session with Karen a few weeks ago. He made a pretty strong case for his daughter's wild plan.

Alice, who had been lying on her bed naked, awaiting his return, listened in open-mouthed awe.

The more he talked, and the more logic he applied to the idea, the more confused she became. It seemed unreal to her. Her lying here naked on the bed. Her husband, with an arm wrapped around a pretty young girl-his own daughter- pleading with her to accept an entire new philosophy of life.

When he finished and looked at her for an answer, she murmured, "You really want to go along with this dizzy idea? You take on Karen? Me take on Bob?" She shook her head in awe. Her voice was low and filled with amazement.

He shook his head. "I don't really want to do it, hon, but I'm willing to give it a try. I sort of promised Karen I would. That is, if we can get you to agree."

"Your own daughter! How perverted can you get?" She clucked her tongue.

Her words stung. He felt his resolve wavering. Alice was so right. It was perverted. He slid his arm from Karen's waist. Turning anguished eyes toward her, he mumbled, "She's right, honey. It is perverted. We can't do such things."

The hopeful look died from Karen's eyes. During Daddy's recital, she had been reasonably sure that her stepmother would go for the idea. She might have known Alice would throw cold water on the plan. She sniffed.

"Okay, if that's your answer! You'll be sorry!" She turned to leave.

He held her by the arm. "Hold it, Karen. Just what does that mean?"

"I told you if I didn't get taken care of by you right here at home, I would do what the other girls in school are doing. I'd take on all the boys. And the words around that quite a few of the kids have diseases. So there!" She flung out the words.

Jim stared at Alice in anguish.

Alice flushed. A deep fear tugged at her heart. She'd just been banged by Bob. Was he one of those Karen was referring to? She knew now that she'd been conned by her handsome stepson. He probably screwed all the kids at school, even the infected ones. The thought was frightening.

Clearing her throat, she murmured, "If we do agree to this wild idea, how could I be sure Bob would only take me? Would he still go after those girls in school?"

Karen beat down a smile of triumph. "Not if he gets enough from you, Alice. We've already talked it over. He mentioned that. I'm quite sure if you give him enough nooky, he won't take on any of the other girls."

"And you?" Jim slipped his arm about her waist again.

"You'll be more than enough for me, Daddy. I promise."

He sighed. "Kids. I'll never understand them, especially girls." He looked at Alice. "Well?"

Alice leaned against the headboard of the bed. She was facing a most critical point in her young life. The first real crisis since she'd married this handsome man with two teen-aged kids. Her parents had tried to discourage her from marrying him. They had warned her there'd be situations she couldn't cope with. This was one of them.

At any other time, if anyone had told her she'd be faced with such a problem, she'd have hooted in derision. This was like a segment from a soap opera. One of the more modern soapers. She knew it wasn't the-first time a wife had been faced with just such a situation. This kind of thing must have been happening since the dawn of civilization. But to have it happen to her. Right here in her own bedroom.

The thought of what they were suggesting was lewd, perverted, and out of context with reality. Her mind boggled at the implications. She was amazed that Jim would even go along with hearing of such a weird plan, let alone seriously considering

it. She ogled the instigator of the idea. Deep inside she was aware of Karen's hatred for her. She couldn't really blame the kid for hating her. If positions had been reversed, she knew that she, too, would probably feel the same way. Being a girl, she could understand what Karen was trying to do.

The young kid would do everything in her power to break things up between her and Jim. If she didn't go along with this brainstorm, there'd be other wild ideas. Karen wouldn't stop.

Tossing Bob into the pot for her, was just Karen's way of justifying what she proposed. Karen was trying to force a wedge between her and Jim. Bob was just one of the pawns in the game. The thought of Bob brought new ideas clicking to Alice's mind. Her session with the handsome boy a short time ago had been exciting. Bob was so like his dad.

Not only was he much like his dad, but he also had a cock to match. This thought brought a flush to her face while she meditated. It also brought into, sharp focus a fringe benefit that she hadn't thought of. Jim was down to a couple times a week in his lovemaking. This hardly satisfied her, but she dutifully went along with it like a good wife should. Now she was being offered free rein with a eighteen-year-old boy. A boy who was practically a virgin. A boy who wouldn't be limited to once or twice a week because of age.

If she went along with this brainstorm of Karen's, she'd get a lot more fucking. It was an intriguing thought.

She rose from the bed, beautiful in her naked glow. She towered over the petite Karen. Stepping in front of Jim, she melted into his embrace, in the process easing Karen away from him. With a tight smile on her lips, she stared deep into his troubled eyes.

"You really want to try this weird plan?" she asked.

He nodded glumly. "I'm not too enthused about it," he admitted, "but I guess we can give it a try. That is, if you want to."

Alice unbuttoned his shirt. She slid it from his shoulders. Reaching down, she unhooked his belt. She unzipped his slacks. She pushed his pants down his hairy legs. She removed his undershirt and undershorts.

Her mind was made up. She gathered his limp cock in her hand.

"My goodness!" she cooed. "You've sure been talking big, yet your cock is so soft and 1im~!" She chuckled and stroked it with her soft fingers.

Jim, embarrassed by his wife's actions, frowned. He tried injecting some stiffness into his cock, but at the moment his thoughts weren't on it. He was puzzled by her actions.

Alice turned to Karen with a big, disarming smile. "This'll happen often, Karen," she explained. "After all, your dad is thirty-six years

old. He's not quite a youngster any more, like the kids you mentioned from school. The old boy will require a bit of coaxing to get him in the mood. Like this!"

She dropped to her knees in front of him and quickly took his limp prick into her mouth. Between sucks, she said, her words muffled by the prick in her mouth, "This is called sucking a prick, dear. If you take on your daddy, you'll have to become quite expert at it. That's the only way to get him hard sometimes." She gave a few more licks at his cock.

His prick began to show signs of stiffness, despite his embarrassment. Alice sucked it a few more times, then got back to her feet.

Still holding his cock in her hands, she motioned to Karen. "Your turn, dear. Get down on your knees and suck his cock. We've got to get it hard for you, so he can fuck you." An impish gleam came to Alice's baby-blue eyes. She smiled and winked lewdly.