Grace Wilkinson - The family reunion book II

"Yes… folks… that was some time ago… when we first arrived for our little visit! You keep on watching while I continue talking. Interesting isn't it. I must say… that's a pretty good shot of me! Heh!" The camera showed his lewdly thrusting buttocks flexing deeply into the wide-spread thighs before him.

"Now I want to go on… The next antics of dear Mother Livingston occurred right after the family volley ball game… I'm sure everyone remembers that game fondly… well, so did little Nancy… and she wanted us to watch it… us being yours truly, Carrie and her stalwart son Jamie… now sweet Nancy arranged for us to see not only the tape of the game, but the very one you're watching right now!"

On the screen, Carrie's wide open pussy exploded and seeped hotly trickling orgasmic fluids down the nakedly straining crevice of her open buttocks, while the deeply plunging rod continued to plunder liquidly into the tender flesh above.

In spite of himself, Jamie felt an odd tingling in his groin at the sigbt of his mother's cunt. What was the use in fighting it anymore… He was beyond caring who knew!!

"Yes… our boy Jamie was so excited by this that he couldn't resist joining us… (us being Carrie and yours truly). You see Carrie got so carried away that she seduced me right before the eyes of her own son!"

There was a gasp from his stunned audience. John could feel the sweat trickling down his neck into the back of the collar of his workshirt. He refused to look at Carrie, but beneath the table he could feel her legs pressing against his. He did not press back, but neither did he remove his leg from the questioning pressure of hers.

Ike continued, really warming to his 'act'. "Now I don't have to tell any of you that Jamie really enjoyed fucking his momma's cunt… I mean what man could resist…??? We had a great three way scene by the way… until the end… that was when Jamie chickened out… and Carrie decided she really didn't like me too much anymore… (as if it were my fault!) I want you to know Carrie that the person responsible for putting this particularly horny tape on was your own granddaughter, Nancy… who not only saw the original, but got a good look at our three way screw!!"

Susan looked at her daughter with horror. In the dim light she could just make out Nancy's pert features. The little girl was smiling broadly! She looked at her husband Jamie… understanding for the first time what his REAL trouble had been all along! No wonder he had a hard time making love to her… It was his mother who was responsible! Tears formed in her eyes as she realized that it wasn't because of any lack in her… it was a psychological problem… and that problem was all Jamie's! The truth was ghastly… but Susan felt a tremendous relief flooding her… a new confidence in herself as a person. It was a confidence that she had almost completely lost… and now she felt it returning rapidly… She could help Jamie… Love him again… be a good mother… all those things… now that she knew!

Seeing Jamie's hand upon the table before him, she reached out and placed hers over it. She felt his hand trembling beneath hers… but he made no move to take it away. Susan felt exhilarated by this simple fact!

"Now let me carry on… there's more folks… much more! Kindly continue to watch the screen!" The tape of Ike and Carrie on the big double bed faded out, and suddenly there was a perfect image of Ike and Tricia… they were in New York in their apartment. Ike flicked on the sound mike now and Tricia's voice intoned, "Oh oh oh Ike yessssssssss harder harder more more do it do it oh I looooove it!" Ike fucked hard into the slight blonde figure of his wife, letting her breasts smash beneath his chest, unmercifully ramming up and up until Tricia thrashed out the high pitched wails of a crashing orgasm… her cries filled the discotheque, since Ike had hooked his equipment up to the central speaker system.

Tricia felt weak… as though she were going to faint. How could Ike show such personal things about her or anyone else? No matter what her mother had done, she thought, she had a right to a certain amount of privacy! She cringed before the sight of her own nakedly grinding cunt on the screen, realizing that everyone was avidly watching her climax. Suddenly the scene changed and she saw that it was the film Ike had made when he had taken her so brutally from behind.

"Oh no Ike!" she gasped out, as she saw the whiteness of her own behind lewdly facing thc screen… her pucked anus clearly visible between the quivering smudged buttocks… and Ike's big cock approaching…!

"Now folks… you'll agree that our own Tricia here is a good lay… and she really gets a kick out of some of the more unusual things in bed… witness this great ass fucking and how she gets to dig it…"

Tricia groaned, she felt more uncomfortable than she'd ever been in her life… but still she kept her eyes riveted on the small screen.

"I want to call your attention to those smudged ass cheeks of hers… know what that is? It's good old Livingston dirt! Comes from this great land of yours Father Livingston!"

John gulped down another drink of his brandy. He had a feeling he was going to need it!

"Yess, John…!" Ike continued, "This… as they say… is your life! Unfortunately I don't have any footage… but I have it on good authority that those smudges of dirt came from a most interesting meeting between you and your darling daughter… my wife Tricia!" Ike paused to let those words sink in, and when he thought they had had a proper effect, he smiled and went on. "From what I understand you really fucked her little blonde pussy good! Ground her right down into the soft earth… took off her little panties to do it… got right down to the nitty gritty! Well, John just watch while you see your own little girl going through a series of exercises for me!"

On the screen there appeared the pained and humiliated features of a stark naked Tricia. She was down by the swimming pool, and slowly, she placed her fingers down to cover the exposed hair fringed lips of her pussy. Lying on her back with her knees up, she began to open up the covering hair-fringed labia, exposing for the camera the perfect inner flanges of her pussy. They gleamed in the light as the camera zoomed in for a closeup. The naked bud of her clitoris rose up in sight as a man's thick index finger… (obviously Ike's) flicked at it steadily. Then this shot suddenly-changed and Tricia was bending forward, her soft, well formed breasts hanging down before her. Her head hung down and with a chagrined expression, she was looking back through her own legs. As if in response to a command, she parted her own nether cheeks and placed her fingers inside.

Shot after shot of Tricia in various obscene poses flicked in rapid succession upon the screen, and John felt himself becoming highly aroused by the sight of his sweet young daughter. Somehow the expression of humiliated submission on her face served to make his excitement more complete. Even though he knew that Ike was forcing her to do those things he could not remain impervious to the loveliness of her postures, the pure sensuality of her body! Carrie was pressing hard on his leg, and he began to press back. He felt Carrie's hand crawling up his thigh and made no move to stop it. His cock jerked hard in his pants and he could feel it throbbing with each beat of his heart. Ike continued happily with his lewd narration…

"But John… I know and you know and of course Tricia knows that that wasn't the first time you fucked your own daughter! Tricia herself has told me… After a little prompting I must admit about her little… shall we say, indiscretion with Susan! Yes Susan…you and Tricia really got down to it sucking each other's pussies over by the lake… and John took full advantage of it by joining in after he discovered you in the bushes! Bet your husband never knew you had such tendencies!!! Why don't you fuck her a little more Jamie, instead of your Mom and maybe she wouldn't turn to such perversions as making it with your own sister!!!???"