Unknown - Daughter in Heat

Heather watched with eyes wide and mouth agape.

Many eyes were wide with agape mouths. All except Sue and her parents, in fact.

The widest and agapest were Sarah and her parents.

The three sat together on the love seat with Sarah in the middle, masturbating with her legs over their naked laps, using Big Ben, taking him to the Big Ben Balls.

Everyone was naked and playing with genitals.

Dawn sat between Jerry and Rodney with a dick in each hand with two male hands vying for space between her legs. Ruth was paired with John Swenson, and Jan Swenson was paired with John Elton.

The two grannies had switched Johns, and Ruth was sucking on her John. Jack sat beside Sue and was on Heather's right. Sue divested Heather of her clothing and drew little attention doing it. The film was that good.

When Heather was naked, she began masturbating by hand. Her father was beating off and so was her mother. Everyone was beating off, frigging someone, or being sucked. On film, Ruth just took a big load in the face as more poured from the gaping bridal twat to fall on her soaked and matted head. She was a fucking mess, kneeling in a big puddle of fuck, and the line was still long-twelve more to go, at least.

The fuckers didn't take long. As one dumped his load, the next in line was ready. When one pulled out, the other took his place. Within a minute or two, sperm flew and ended up on Ruth, one way or the other. The last three dumped their load in Sue while she bent double to invert her twat, making a well to hold it in. When the last dumped, Ruth plugged the hole with a stopper fashioned out of hardwood on a lathe-John Elton's handy work.

The wooden pussy plug had a strap that went around the waist and a string to pull the plug out. When the plug was pulled, the strap kept the plug from falling to the floor.

At the altar, during the service, Sue looked like a vulgar bride even before she slyly unplugged and sent a cascade of sperm down both bare legs while saying, "I do." Her wedding dress made a mockery of wedding dresses, showing more bare skin than it hid. The top pushed up and presented her tits, showing nipples. The hem barely hid her ass cheeks, and the two hundred plus guests could see clear to her plugged pussy, saw the plug being pulled, and saw sperm burp from her shaved pubic lips.

Half of the home audience, including Heather, came when that happened. They came at the climax. Jack came all over Heather as did Jerry who sat on her left beside her mother.

Don peppered Sarah with his copious load, and Ellen massaged that load into Sarah's tits, gathering some on her finger, wiping it in Sarah's slit when Big Ben slipped out and fell to the floor. Ellen gathered more and sent it deep in Sarah's gaping cunt, letting Sarah know how they felt about incest.

Sarah let them know how she felt about incest by turning on her side to face her mother, presenting her father with direct access to her vagina by cocking her top leg. He took the hint and stuffed his still semi-erect cock up her twat. Sarah took her mother by the face and soul-kissed the fuck out of her.

The audience watched the love seat action while John Swenson changed reels with a masturbating woman still sucking on his dick. Don's dick went from semi-hard to hard-hard very quickly and he began fucking his daughter very hard, fucking out years of sexual frustration.

Likewise, Ellen took out her sexual frustration by rolling Sarah to her back so that she sat straddled on her father's cock as Ellen got down between their legs and devoured her daughter's fucking beaver. Sarah appeared to have entered Heaven. A good sexual molesting was all she really ever wanted, was now getting, and looked relieved as years of sexual frustration was vented on her lusty parents.

Dawn was beside herself. She mounted Jerry facing the action and dragged Rodney by the hair to her crotch where she fucked his face and the dick from balls to tip. John Elton climbed on Jan and screwed her hard. Sue and Jack took it all in, exchanging big smiles, exchanging some with Heather.

John Swenson waited until all sexual activity subsided before hitting the on switch, looking for Sue to cue him. Sue got everyone's attention, saying,

"Okay, everyone.

Settle down. If you liked the last one, you'll love this one.

In this film, you'll see how Heather was conceived. Okay, Daddy, roll 'em. This was filmed six months after the wedding over a one week period."

Lights dimmed and light flickered on the screen.

The scene opened with Ellen doing a sexy strip as Sue reclined on a bean bag chair with her ass up, head down, legs yawning.

Once naked, Ellen knelt before her husband John, and sucked him off. She opened her mouth to show the load to the camera, then brought her mouth to Sue's beaver and made a mouth seal. Heather's eyes went wide and all eyes turned on her as the implication set in.

Sue didn't wait for the question, she said, "Yes, Heather, your Grandfather is your biological father. Your daddy is actually your big brother."

Heather sat with her mouth open, staring at the screen, then she said, "But, where's Daddy?"

"You mean, where's your big brother? He was in the Army at the time, away at boot camp."

"But… but… How… Why?"

"Why not?"

Heather looked to Jack, then to her grandfather, then to her mother, then the screen. Her distress only grew-not the reaction Sue was after. Sue motioned for John to stop the film. The film stopped; lights came on. Heather sat trance-like, staring at a blank screen. No one spoke.

Sue spoke softly, massaging Heather's shoulders, saying, "Sweetheart, Jack is still your daddy. He'll always be your daddy. You understand that, don't you?"

Heather looked back, trying to make eye contact with distressed, puzzled eyes, saying, "WHY? Why would you do that? Why? I don't understand."

Sue didn't have a good answer or a way to get the guest of honor back in a party mood. She said the only thing that came to mind:

"I always wanted a child we could molest, and I figured he'd go along if you weren't his kid. I wanted a slut and a bitch. Daddies generally don't like seeing their daughters mated to animals."

Heather struggled to turn and ended up standing to look down on both parents.

Both shrank under her condemning, unbelieving eyes as she said, "You're sick.

You're both sick." She looked around and said, "You're all sick. You should all be ashamed of yourselves."

Everyone suddenly felt naked and hid their nasty parts, feeling terribly naked and self-conscious-ashamed of themselves.

Sue tried once more to gain control, firmly saying, "That may be, Heather, but you're no angel. Your mother is a slut and so are you. Your mother is a bitch and so are you. Accept it.

It's what you are and what you want. Think about it."

Heather did think, but thought quickly and said, "What I am, you made me. You forced this on me and you know it. I want you to leave me alone."

"Heather, do you know what you're saying? I'll leave you alone. Everyone will leave you alone until you leave home. I'll see to it. You won't date, won't play with the Goldsteins, you won't do shit."

Jack intervened, saying, "Now, you hold on, Sue. If she wants to be left alone, she'll be left to live a normal life. If she wants to be sexually active, that's her decision.

You have interfered enough in her life. I'm calling a halt to it right now.

From now on, Heather does as she pleases. If you don't like it, there's the door."

"But…"

"No buts. You've had your way up till now.

Well, the party's over. Leave her alone, or else. I'm serious."

Jan said, "Sue, he's right. You're sexually spoiled rotten, and that's our fault. It's time you acted responsibly.

We support Jack."

Ellen now spoke up, saying, "That goes double for us, Sue. We're through playing your filthy games. No more.