Marvin Winters - Incest With Daddy

"He made me strip off everything but my panties," I said, recalling the incident vividly, "and he sat as far from me as you girls are now. He didn't say much except to make me strike a different pose." I began to take my clothes off as I talked. "And when I looked at him he had his cock in his hand, and he was stroking it like this." I imitated the motion exaggeratedly, beating off a broomstick in the air. The girls gasped as their imaginations supplied the picture. "It was so big that it would have ripped me open if he had raped me," I went on. "And the head of it was bigger and wider than the shaft so he'd hook inside your pussy. I was so frightened that he would attack me that I did everything he told me to do immediately! And when I got down to my panties he made me walk around and he kept telling me how he liked to see my buns in motion. Can you imagine that?" I was down to my panties again and I walked back and forth in front of the girls. Eva, Louise, and Marcie were uncertain about their feelings, but Janet had no doubts. She sat slightly back from the others and rubbed her crotch with the side of her hand, hard, to get through the denim of her dungarees, and she smiled at me with pure lechery in her eyes. That gave me the fillip I needed. She had me back in the mood, sexy and hot, feeling the tingling in my loins grow into a storm of desire. And the way I looked at the girls had changed now, as if the lenses had been altered. They were no longer just my teammates and friends, they were women with breasts and pussies, women with sex exuding from their every pore, women with whom to make love!

I stopped briefly to drink a sip and then I went on, doing more than I had thought of doing for the Colonel. My movements became grossly suggestive, leading with my pubic bone and shaking my cheeks, and it wasn't long before the others began to resemble Janet in their appreciation of my antics. like me, they were getting high from the liquor and the atmosphere in the small room, but it felt as though my horniness was contagious and spreading. "And then he said to take off my panties and to do it all over in the nude," I said at a strategic moment.

"Yay!" cried the girls, clapping their hands and watching me with unabashed interest now.

"All right, but only if you're ready for it!" I said, grinding and bumping, pulling my panties right up so the crotch pulled tight into my cunt slit. My hips pulsed out at them and my tongue ran along my lips to get them good and wet. It was as if I had lost control or as if my hidden self was coining to the fore! I acted out fantasies that hadn't manifested themselves yet, and I was doing it so well that I had the team squirming with suppressed excitement.

"Go to it!" cried Eva. She had her hands high up between her thighs and rocked back and forth. "Take it off, baby! 'Attaway to go!"

"Do it, do it!" shouted Louise. Her shoes were off and she had her legs folded under her so that the balls of her feet pushed into her upper thighs. Her normally calm face showed great animation and she bounced up and down as if she was at an exciting football match. Marcie, on the other hand, looked cowed by the whole performance. She watched but I got the impression that she didn't understand what was going on. Janet was ahead of all of them. She had undone her jeans and she had her hand stuck down between her legs, masturbating over my performance and egging me oil.

My panties came off and I flung them up into the air. Hands reached out for the flimsy garment, but none were faster than Marcie's. She held the panties and looked embarrassed but she didn't give them up. She placed them on her legs and resumed her role of spectator. I was starting to see through her confusion and, to make sure of what I was seeing I moved in dose to her, jutting and strutting, pushing my tits up with both hands and making fucking motions with my pubic mound, pursing my lips at her, and the pretty black tomboy broke out into a sweat. She tried to unbutton her blouse a little but her hands trembled too much and several buttons came off. I pointed at her and said: 'That's the way, Marcie, take it off, everybody take it off, let's all be naked!"

My timing was perfect. The girls jumped off the bed and excitedly helped each other off with their clothes, and I kept on moving in and out of the group as if it was up to me to maintain the right pitch. Someone put the music on loudly and that let them pretend we were just dancing in the nude. But there was more to, it than that, much more! As the clothes came off the girls moved closer together, gyrating at each other, coming on strong, flirting, submitting, and I was right in the thick of it! Eva's big tits hobbled by me; Marcie kept her hands over her chest to hide her lack of breast; Louise's golden body barely quivered as she danced and brushed against me; Janet's familiar form took on new beauty in this setting, and when she turned her back to me I watched her full-blown, firm cheeks shake and bounce, and I just wanted to attack her! Marcie danced alongside the black girl and now there were two black bottoms aquiver in front of me, four buns that shone in the dim light and moved as though they had soccer balls under their polished skins. Eva turned and joined them, her ass all the whiter next to theirs, flatter too, but round enough to make me want to squeeze her cheeks with all my might. And then Louise joined the line-up, flatter than Eva and softer, her buttocks flouncing with every step and folding in on itself. My head was spinning but they had no mercy on me. As if they had rehearsed this whole show they turned around and confronted me with their pussies and their tits, shaking and jiggling, pulsing at me, dancing closer and closer…

If the record hadn't come to a stop they might have attacked me in force right there and then, but the music stopped abruptly and Marcie broke out of line to put something else on. The girls had a moment to see what they were doing and instantly they headed back to the bed and poured themselves another drink. "If she can make thirty bucks in a day by blowing a guy and stripping for another," Eva announced suddenly, "then I'm going to get into that racket, too. Screw mowing lawns and screw doing ironings for large families! That's not where the money is! It's right here!" She cupped her big tits in both hands and bounced them up and down. "And here!" She patted herself on the ass and smiled smugly.

"Don't forget that little thing right there," said Janet. Her long black finger touched Eva's pussy and fingered it for just a split second, long enough to make Eva jump, "That's right, that's the biggest source of revenue of them all," Janet grinned. 'There isn't a woman alive who will ever be broke for long while she has a pussy between her legs. Men will do anything for a taste of it or the use of it, take it from me."

"She's right, though," Eva said thoughtfully. "Pussy is where it's at. We were stupid not to realize this before. If men want to touch me there for money, that's fine with me. What about the rest of you?"

"But what if they want to… you know?" asked Marcie. Her eyes were wide open and she kept taking small sips of her drink, "Then what do we do?"

Now the roomful of virgins fell silent. I had thought about that, too, and in all honesty the idea terrified me. I wanted to take a man that way but I didn't think it was possible, not without a great deal of pain. Was it worth it? My mother enjoyed doing it with Daddy? but she probably got used to the pain.

"Why not!" Eva said defiantly. She jumped off the bed and held her glass high in the air. "For a lot of money I'll do anything!"

"Me too!" Louise and Janet were with her but Marcie demurred She was frightened by the situation and suggested we forget about the basketball all together rather than surrender our cherries.

"What if our parents find out?" she asked. "I don't know about yours but they'd kill me! After all, my father is the chaplain on this base!"