Grace Wilkinson - The family pet

"He made you want what, dear?" Georgia asked, stroking her lovely teenage daughter's cheek.

"I-oh, you know what. That."

"You mean, he made you want him to fuck you, is that it? Why don't you say it, dear? We might as well free ourselves completely, don't you think?"

Karen continued to blush furiously. Her mother's use of obscene language was stirring up her loins again in a way that she would have considered unmentionable only a few hours before. "But-oh, Mother, that's a dirty word, isn't it? It-it makes me feel all funny when you use it."

"It was a dirty word," Georgia corrected. "It isn't anymore. Now, let's just see if we can break loose from all the dreadful inhibitions that have been strangling us. Let's hear you say it, dear. Let's hear you admit what is true anyway – that you wanted him to fuck you."

Karen's breath came hotly. She couldn't seem to control the wild churning in her loins that her mother was perpetrating in motion with the use of the word fuck, which conjured up such lurid visions of Wolf's enormous cock moving in and out of her affectionately clasping rectum, where her anus had pursed around it as if in a kiss. She was getting all excited again.

But maybe the only way to alleviate this excitement was to do as her mother said, and "let it all hang out", as kids said in school. She would have to give it a try.

"Oh, yes," she confessed, giving in at last. "I did love it, Mother – when he fucked me…"

"When he rammed his cock in and out of your asshole. Say it!"

Karen shivered lasciviously. She could feel her tiny, sensitive clitoris beginning to tingle urgently. "Yes, yes!" she cried. "I loved it – when he fucked me, and when he rammed his cock in and out of my asshole!"

The hotly quivering platinum blonde teenager got up into a sitting position, knocking her dog-lover to one side as she spread her legs to a widely obtuse angle, revealing the moist oval folds of her pussy and the creamily glistening dark hole in their center. Her platinum blonde pussy hair shone and glistened in the bedroom's mild light, speckled with drops of cum, and she began rubbing her cunt furiously with her fingers in order – hopefully – to get rid of some of the itch her mother had produced with her filthy talk.

Georgia meanwhile was staring at her gorgeous teenage daughter with a fresh appreciation, her bright green eyes gleaming. She could see why Wolf had wanted her, and she wasn't jealous in the slightest.

"Mmmm, you're a little doll, aren't you, darling," she said aloud. "I guess I hadn't realized my little girl was growing up to have such a beautiful vagina, just perfect for fucking. No wonder you gave Wolf here such a terrific hard-on."

"OOoooooooh, mooooooother," Karen winced, still rubbing her wet little cunt as though she were polishing it of tarnish. "You're making me feel all funny. I can't stop rubbing myself. You're making me – my – my pussy – all itchy!"

Georgia smiled and reached down into Wolf's genital area to locate his quiescent hidden cock. She began playing with it casually as she asked her lovely young daughter, "Are you sure you wouldn't like Wolf to stuff his cock up inside you, dear? That might make you feel better."

"Nnnn-no! I mean y-y-y-yes!" she chattered through tightly clenched teeth. "I mean no! I want to – I want Daddy to fuck me first! I've been saving myself for him! P-please, Mother! I want to feel Daddy's cock in my cunt first!"

A deep wellspring of relaxation seemed to open up in Karen's insides as she allowed herself the luxury of using filthy words in a way that she would never have dreamed of previously. She could see that she had even surprised her mother, who put a hand to her mouth and seemed to stumble backwards.

But it was not her filthy talk that had surprised Georgia, but rather the fact that her own lovely daughter should actually want to be fucked by Howard – her husband and Karen's father! That was incest!

But on the other hand, was that so terrible? Wasn't what they had been doing with Wolf something even more morally reprehensible, if one thought in such terms?

But to want to be fucked by Howard – that was ridiculous! When she could have Wolf's gigantic eight-inch penis stuffing itself in and out of her snugly virginal cuntal chambers.

Or was it so ridiculous? Maybe not so much as at first glance – for if Howard could be coaxed into an affair with his lovely platinum-haired daughter, then he would be less likely to complain if Georgia took up with Wolf on a permanent basis. And everything would end happily ever after. Karen would have her father, whom she wanted, and Georgia would have Wolf, who she wanted now more than anything in the entire world. So much so, in fact, that if she had to run away with Wolf and live in the wilds with him, she would gladly have done so.

"That's a remarkable confession, Karen," she said at last, when she could get her wits together. "Just how long have you felt this way? How long have you had this craving for your own father?"

Karen looked away sheepishly. She couldn't seem to keep from pushing her fingers in and out of her wetly seeping young cunt, until finally she had wedged them in so deeply that her middle finger bounced against her tight little hymen. Then she moved her fingers around, making herself gasp as she batted her sensitive little clitoris back and forth.

She was dreadfully embarrassed now that she had finally confessed her lewd desire for her own daddy to her mother, but on the other hand her mother didn't seem to be very angry about it, although she had obviously been taken by surprise.

"Well, I-I don't know," she managed to stammer finally. She glanced up at her mother, who was still smiling understandingly, and the benign look on her face gave her courage. "I-I guess I've always loved Daddy… it's just that it's gotten more so lately…"

"You mean since your tits have been developing? Is that it?"

"My-?"

"Your tits, dear. These." Georgia cupped her firm little breasts in her hands and squeezed them. The cherry nipples on their bulbous secondary mounds, surrounded by pimples, seemed to jump right out at Karen's eyes.

"Yes, yes, I suppose so," the flustered teenager said, her fingers still rummaging, trying to soothe the itch in her vagina, but only causing more trouble than they were worth.

"You mean since you started getting hair on your pussy, is that it? Answer me!"

"Yes, Mother…" The young girl-child looked up at her beautiful, dominating mother. She sighed and pushed a third finger into her squishingly wet pussy. Her fingers began moving in and out more swiftly now.

Georgia ran her hand through the thirteen year old blonde's pussy hair, which was like a fine copper wire. Karen moaned at this titillation and began fingering herself even faster. "Then you want him to push his long hard cock up inside of your vagina, darling. That's all it will take. Once your father's fucked you, you'll feel a lot better. Don't you think so?"

Karen opened her eyes and nodded. Her mother's face was so near she could feel the older woman's hot breath on her face. Somehow she didn't feel embarrassed anymore.

Her mother gripped her wrist and gently drew the lovely teenager's fingers out of her wildly excited pussy. "But you mustn't stick your fingers in your cunt, Karen. If you really want your daddy, then you can't take a chance on breaking your maidenhead, can you? You want to save your purity for him, don't you?"

Karen nodded dumbly. The empty, itching feeling in her loins was driving her crazy. She said at last, "Oh, Mother, I'm so glad I've started fucking at last. When the dog was pushing his penis up into my behind I thought I would die from it, it felt so wonderful. It started off nice, and then became painful, and then it started feeling so great I thought I would die from it. Honestly, Mother. That's the truth."