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"Damn! Hot fucking damn!" Curly hissed, clenching his teeth and squeezing his eyes tightly shut.

Symphony tossed her head back and forth over his cock, taking it as far back into her honey-soft mouth as she could before pulling back to whip at the knob with her tongue. And she got her just reward moments later. A flood of creamy jism burst from Curly's cockhead, splashing against the teenager's pink tongue before being greedily gulped down. Symphony kept pistoning her head over Curly's cock, caressing it with her lips, even when the come stopped filling her mouth.

"Is that what you wanted… bastards?" Symphony asked quietly, still on her knees. She didn't get a response. Instead, Curly just stepped aside and another man took his place, smacking his hard prick into Symphony's hot mouth.

Symphony sucked off the second man and the third, working her experienced tongue on their throbbing meats until their balls spewed frothy come into her mouth. And she drank down their jism without hesitation. But by the time the last of the men had worked their cocks through her lips, she was tired and sore. Her lips were puffy and she had drunk what seemed like a gallon of come.

"I'm sorry," Symphony said, still on her knees as the last man stepped before her. "But I just can't suck you. I can't blow another cock."

The man just laughed drunkenly and poured a little beer between Symphony's tits. She gasped as the cold liquid startled her warm skin. The man grabbed hold of her and held her tight. He took Symphony's big tits in his hands and wrapped them firmly around his hard cock, then titty-fucked her until he blew his come against her chin. Symphony was left with thick blobs of come on her chin, her neck and between her tits.

"Come on, guys," Curly said, waving his beer bottle. "Let's get the fuck out of here."

Symphony was too tired that night to do more than eat and go to bed. She had no trouble explaining to her mom and dad why she was late because, upon returning home, she found them in the living room fucking madly. Symphony watched as her father worked his long prick in and out of her mom's cunt for a moment, then she went off to bed.

The next morning Symphony was awakened by her father, who wore nothing but a bathrobe. Beneath the covers she wore only her black silk panties.

"Wake up," Jack said, shaking Symphony by the shoulder. "You've got another day of work ahead of you."

"I can't go," Symphony said, raising her arms in the air, stretching the sleepiness out of her limbs. In doing so, the blankets slithered down her body, barely covering her rounded tit. "I'm not feeling very well."

"The hell you can't!" Jack hissed vehemently, pulling the blankets off Symphony's body. "Get your ass out of bed right fucking now!"

"Hey!" Symphony said, sitting up in bed. It suddenly occurred to her that her tits were naked to her father's lusty gaze and she cupped them in her hands, hiding her nipples and nothing more. "I'm not going there any more."

"I pay every fucking bill in this household," Jack said, quietly, the anger he felt inside himself now replaced with instant lust. "Everybody's got to pay their way around here from now on."

"No, Dad, I'm only seventeen. I'm not going to."

Jack put his hand on Symphony's smooth shoulder and pushed her back down on the bed. Their eyes were locked to each other, neither showing anger, fear or even passion. Jack straddled Symphony's body, resting just part of his weight on her plump tits and pinning her arms at her sides. Jack opened his robe, revealing a half-hard cock.

"Everybody has to pay… in some way or another," Jack said, fisting his prick. "You pay by keeping your mouth shut around here, or opening it only when I want my cock in your mouth."

"I'll never suck your cock." Symphony lay on the bed, staring up at her father as he jacked himself off. She wasn't in the least bit frightened or angry. After being brutally gangfucked the day before, there was nothing that Jack could do that would frighten her. Symphony watched his fist riding smoothly over his cock and closed her eyes. Her asshole tingled slightly with the residual pain of losing her virginity in that opening; her snatch felt a little chafed from the countless in-strokes of hard cocks she had fucked the day before.

"Ohhhhh," Jack hissed, his balls swinging between his legs. He rose slightly, leaning forward, holding himself up with his left hand while his right worked on his cock. Symphony didn't move, even though his weight was off her and she was free to do so. Instead, she opened her lips wide, waiting for Jack's come. But he had his eyes closed and did not see that she was willing to swallow his jism.

Symphony closed her mouth again and waited patiently. She felt the first blast of jism splat against her forehead, and the second strike the bridge of her nose with the come trickling into her eye. Jack beat his throbbing, spitting meat until he released everything he had. Looking at his daughter, he found her face smeared with blobs of his come. The opaque liquid was on her lips, nose, forehead, stuck to her pillow and matted in her ebony hair. He got off the bed and tied his robe together.

"Don't be an idiot," he said quietly. "You've got it pretty nice around here. Say a word and I'll make this home sweet home a living hell."

"I'm sure you would," Symphony said, looking at her father impassively. "Should I expect similar treatment every morning?"

"I haven't decided yet," Jack answered, then he left the room.

Symphony took a shower and got dressed. Her long hair always took hours to dry, and she was ready to spend a leisurely afternoon catching up on her reading and maybe write in her diary. When she got downstairs, Symphony had figured that her dad would have left for the lumber yard. Instead, she found him standing in the doorway with his briefcase in one hand, his hat in the other and his cock sticking out of the fly of his pants. He wasn't waiting for her. Rebecca, still dressed in her night gown, was on her knees lustily sucking his prick. Jack moaned long and low and Rebecca slurped up his come.

"Thanks, honey, I really needed that," Rebecca said, getting to her feet and licking her lips. She put Jack's prick back in his pants and zipped him up.

Symphony padded silently into the kitchen and was waiting at the table when Rebecca walked in.

"Oh! I didn't know you were up," Rebecca said, trying to smile but failing.

"I saw you sucking Dad's cock," Symphony said, giving her mother a wry grin. "It seems like I'm catching you every time."

"Not every time," Rebecca answered, sitting in a chair. She was beginning to see her daughter as something of an adult. A confidante. No longer was she embarrassed about what Symphony knew about her life. "You didn't catch me fucking Bob, or Shell."

"What?"

"Bob or Shell."

"I figured you had fucked Bob, but I've never heard of this Shell character."

"Just a guy I picked up in a bar yesterday. Then the damnedest thing happened." Rebecca lit a cigarette and leaned back in the chair, crossing her legs. "Make some coffee and I'll tell you all about it."

As Rebecca told her story, Symphony listened, amazed and happy that her mother was becoming so liberated and honest with her. But when Symphony started mentioning that she, too, enjoyed fucking, Rebecca became very cold and stern. Symphony knew right away that her mother wasn't ready to hear about all the fucking and sucking that Symphony had done the day earlier.

"At least Jack is beginning to pay some attention to me," Rebecca said. "He fucked me last night and he let me suck him off this morning. Well, I guess you saw me doing that, didn't you?"

Symphony wanted to watch the video tape of her gang-bang, but her mom was in a good mood and wanted them to sit outside and bask in the sun. The two did that for most of the afternoon and, surprisingly, Symphony never really got horny the entire time.