Mark Carver - Family ties

Becky lit one of the cigarettes she'd stolen from her father's room. "Well, if you like," she said lazily, "you can congratulate him when he gets home tonight."

Jim's eyes widened. "Christ, you mean Dad?"

"You bet I mean our father. And brother, is he hung! To think that Mom has been getting every loving inch all these years," Becky sighed, stroking her brother's limp cock with her hot fist. "I'll tell you something else too, Jim. Your father could give lessons in pussy-eating. His cum is saltier than yours, too. But he doesn't have as much," Becky consoled her brother.

"I'll be damned," Jim muttered. He knew his father had a reputation all over town for being a stud, but fucking his own daughter! Well, what the hell, he reminded himself sheepishly, she's my own sister too.

"Ever think about making it with Mom?" Becky asked him.

"Well, the thought occurred to me, but hell, you know Mom. She'd be shocked out of her wits. She's still got a fantastic body, especially her gorgeous tits."

"Don't be so damn sure about that," Becky said thoughtfully. "Mom isn't as square as she seems. I think it's an act, the respectable housewife routine. I'd almost be willing to bet she's making it with someone on the side. You know what, Jim? I wouldn't mind making it with Mom myself."

"Are you kidding?" her brother said, startled.

"Hell no, I'm not kidding," Becky laughed. "I don't suppose you've seen her naked lately, but I have. She's as sexy as anything around. I'd like to suck on those fabulous tits for an hour before I'd eat her pussy until she faints. Mmmmmm, I'll bet she's delicious!"

Jim stared at his sister in awe. No wonder his father had found the temptation irresistible. Becky was so wildly sexy with those smoldering eyes and high, ripening tits and tawny ass and legs, he'd have had to be blind to resist the urge. And the idea of sultry Becky going down on their beautiful mother sparked a hot strange excitement in his loins. That would be an unforgettable scene, almost as exciting as the prospect of screwing his own voluptuous mother.

At the same moment the girl felt a stab of lustful urgency as she too pictured having sex with their mother. She wondered if she ought to sound out her father about it first. If anyone could persuade their mother to give it a try, he could. Glenn Marks could talk almost anyone into anything. Well, maybe she could talk him into that, too. After all, her father had a limited number of hours he could screw, and he spent almost every stolen moment with Becky, unable to get enough of her hot pussy. Becky suddenly laughed out loud.

"What's so funny?" Jim asked, his prick erect once more.

"I just wondered if there's a bed in the house big enough to hold all of us," Becky grinned. "Let's cut all this talk and get down to business, brother. I'm horny. Let's sixty-nine."

A moment later Becky's eager mouth slipped down to seize her brother's burning meat. She began licking and sucking with lewd moans, pausing to lap at his balls every so often. With her steaming crotch over Jim's mouth, brother and sister rocked and jerked with spasms of lust as they devoured each other. Only after they came in each other's greedy mouths did they lay back, temporarily sated.

Becky's ass felt excruciatingly raw and tender, but she liked the warm erotic glow spreading outward from her hot ass-cheeks. Tomorrow she'd get her father to spank her, to renew the lustful sensations. Strange, how pain could feel good. She'd gotten Jim to screw her anally not only out of curiosity, but as a sort of practice session. If she could take Jim's long prick without fainting, she ought to be able to take her father's immense cock. She knew he adored her cute ass, fondling and stroking its velvety heat constantly with powerful fingers. She knew he'd thought about fucking her in the ass, although he never mentioned it. She looked forward to the surprise and pleasure on his face when she offered her nakedly rounded ass-cheeks to him.

How many girls loved their fathers enough to offer them their helpless asses for pure pleasure?

Her mother had to be next, Becky thought restlessly. There was no one else left in the family.

What instinct prompted Becky to search her parents' bedroom the following day, she didn't know. Just a sharp curiosity about her mother's seeming innocence. She had to have a secret somewhere, Becky sensed as she went through her mother's closet. She found a pair of panties in the laundry hamper and sniffed her mother's pussy fragrance with excitement. She moved next to the dresser. In a bottom drawer, beneath a set of folded towels, she found two items that left her dazed with astonishment.

One was a gigantic dildo with dozens of soft rubber spikes on its prick-shaped length. Becky fiddled with the red button on the bottom and almost dropped the humming cock as a sharp electric tingle raced through her fingers. The other item was a Polaroid snapshot, in color, of a beautiful naked blonde.

Becky sank down on the bed as she gaped at it. The blonde was tall, high-breasted with huge pink nipples and long sleek legs. She lay casually on a bed, her thighs slightly parted so that her pink pussy shone through her curly cunt-hairs. The expression on her face was lewd, her eyes smoldering, her sensuous lips curved in an inviting smile.

The snapshot was signed: All my hottest love, darling, Carol.

"Incredible," Becky murmured out loud. "Too much! Oh Mom, did you have me fooled!"

Becky tried to imagine a dozen different reasons for the dildo and the obscene snapshot to be in the drawer, but only came back to one answer – her mother, the cunning bitch, was having an affair with a beautiful blonde! For a long time Becky stared it the dildo and the photograph in turn. Her father couldn't know. Suddenly Becky realized she had the upper hand completely over her mother.

All she had to do was blackmail her sexually. Becky went back to her own room, bringing the dildo and the snapshot with her. She smiled slyly as she went to take a bath. Her father had promised, in front of the family to take her to see a special movie tonight. Meaning they were going to make it again. But there was another hidden meaning in his eyes she couldn't fathom, a sort of amused secret, accompanied by an I'll-tell-you-later look.

Well, now Becky had a surprise or two for him. She would keep the evidence hidden from her mother and look as innocent as possible for a day or two. Her sexy mother might crack from the tension of not knowing who took them, but it was just this sort of tension that would make her a pushover at the right moment.

Again Becky stared at the seductively naked blonde in the picture. So her mother was a real swinger, a raving switch-hitter!

Maybe, Becky thought with a soft hungry tingle in her lips as she stared at the blonde's ripe curves, I inherited some of that. Mom and I could make a real team.

Becky Marks felt like the horniest girl in the world as she slipped into the steaming bathtub. But if her own father and his surprise couldn't fix that, nothing could.

The surprises began coming fast and furiously as soon as Glenn and his daughter drove away from the house.

"The thing is, Becky," he said as he drove, "I, ah, had this date tonight with this redhead, see? I sort of wanted you to meet her. She's anxious to meet you and I was, ah, hoping you'd like each other."

Becky laughed. "I'm not a dummy, Daddy. You want to make it with both of us, right? You want to play threesies."

Glenn glanced at his daughter, partly startled, mostly with pride. Very sharp, as well as a terrific lay. He'd been meaning to broach the subject by degrees, carefully, but his beautiful daughter was so laughingly open about the subject of sex, she'd probably thought of it as soon as he did.