Marvin Winters - Incest With Daddy

"Yeah… " said the girls, thoughtful now. I knew how my parents would react. The general wasn't going-to like his daughter fucking around with subordinates. It was Eva who brought us back from our moody rumination.

"Hey, we're not stupid," she said breezily. The bottle went around again at her urging, and she continued: "All we have to do is warn our customers that they should keep their mouths shut or we'll he charging them with rape. Now we're officers' daughters, our words are better than theirs, and that's what we're going to play on. You girls have to realize that this base belongs to us!"

Marcie remained hesitant and Eva suggested we should initiate the tomboy into heavy petting so she wouldn't get too big a shock when she went out to earn some money. Marcie tried to escape but we pounced on her as one laid her out on the bed. I didn't know what the others were going through but I was positively drooling over her little body. Those black nipples set on small mounds, the hard, flat belly, and that protruding pubic mound with only a smattering of curls on it, made her look like a cross between a girl and a boy, and both sexes turned me on. My hands were the first to make contact with the smoothness of her skin, just the arms at first so the others wouldn't think I was too keen. But when they placed their hands on her I noticed they weren't shy about touching her tiny tits or her thighs-or that knobbly pubic mound!

Janet was the most forward. She caressed the deep slit of Marcie's plump pussy, dragging a finger in the depression until it parted and revealed petal like magenta inner HDS which in turn gave way to show the pinkness beneath. The girls oohed and aahed at that, and Eva was tactless enough to comment on all races being the same color inside. But Marcie didn't notice it. Her worried face relaxed as Janet's finger found her clitoris and rubbed it the right way. Louise had settled next to the tomboy on the bed and concentrated on the nearer tit, pinching the nipple and squeezing what there was to be squeezed. She became very absorbed in this and I watched her with some curiosity. Louise was so remote as a rule, so careful to conceal her tracks, yet she made love to Marcie's left tit as though it were her own!

Eva had squatted at Marcie's feet and peered up along her legs while her hand rubbed and kneaded the girl's ankles and calves. "Let me touch her there," she said to Janet, and Janet moved aside to let the voluptuous brunette get at that plump, almost naked black pussy. "Oooohhh, isn't that nice!" she exclaimed. "Do you like it when I rub you here, Marcie? You do? So do I." She didn't have to say anymore. Janet moved swiftly in behind Eva, who was now on all fours, and began to kiss the cheeks of her ass in the direction of the brown-haired pussy bulging out from between her thighs. That left me out in the cold. Marcie's right tit didn't interest me all that much, certainly not when compared to her pussy. And Eva was having such a good time fingering the little black girl that she wouldn't want to pause for even a minute.

To make the time pass pleasantly I sat on the edge of the bed and played with myself. The others were getting more and more involved with the job in hand. Janet was sucking and slurping at Eva's cunt like it was the only meal she expected to get, and Louise had gone down on Marcie's tits. The Eurasian's ass pointed directly away from me, at the wall, and whether she wanted me to or not she was going to have that part of her visited! I slipped over Marcie and behind Louise to get at her light brown ass, and the moment my hands touched her soft flesh I was on the way. My lips stroked along the tautly drawn globes and the tip of my tongue left a thin wet trail, circling, meandering, but always headed for the split between her cheeks. Blondish brown hair grew in tiny tufts by the sides of her labia all the way to her pubis, but from the lower end of her cunt back she was completely hairless. Her asshole was a darker brown than the rest of her, a strange little mouth set in a polished valley that petered out further toward her spine, and it was to that tiny pit that my tongue was drawn. I didn't really want to touch on her anus, not with the kind of upbringing I'd had. But in this mood I wanted to sample every part of her body, I wanted to explore her and love her, and I wanted to keep the best bit till last-which meant her pussy would be my dessert.

Did she like it? The tip of my tongue found her asshole and poked into the center of the puckered muscles. Her body trembled briefly but she kept right on sucking Marcie's tits. My hands ran from her buttocks to her inner thighs and squeezed her there so her orifices open up more. Now the first breath of her back passage reached my nostrils and to my surprise and pleasure it was nothing like the fart I'd expected. No, it was a little stale and dank, like excellent old cheese and, like old cheese, it didn't taste the way it smelled. My tongue sank into the opening hollow and licked all around. If anything, it tasted just like pussy!

Yes, she did like it. Her ass wiggled from side to side and her legs were parting wider, but in her every motion she took care to keep her asshole and my tongue neatly centered. My finger found its way into her cunt and rode in and out of the slippery passage but that was secondary to the gustatory pleasures I got from her ass. A woman's body was just full of surprises, I thought, sticking my tongue deeper and deeper into the Eurasian. She was groaning and writhing now, and she must have bitten Marcie's tit because the black girl let out a cry of pain. To one side of me Janet and Eva were gradually folding in on each other to lock their bodies into a tight sixty-nine, and as Eva evacuated Marcie's pussy, so Louise moved in to fill the gap.

Everything was happening so fluidly now. Louise bent low to stick her face between Marcie's legs and Marcie crawled around to get up in between my legs where she generated more passion than I could cope with. We sucked and ate and spluttered, swallowing up juice and sweat, digging fingers in wherever they would fit, first sticking to our separate cliques, but as passions burned higher the other two joined us to form a sprawling daisy chain of mouth and pussy. It was like being plugged into a power point at both ends! Climaxes traveled the whole length of the chair, starting in me, rippling through Louise, Eva, Janet, Marcie, and back to me, whirling, gathering volume and density, until the five of us broke apart simultaneously and cried out in ecstasy!

"I wonder what it's like, though," Louise said, thinking aloud, "I mean, when a man enters you with his thing. Does it hurt?"

"There's two ways of finding out," said Eva. She rested on her knees between Louise's legs and stroked her pussy slowly. "One way is to go out and get laid. Another way is to let me do it to you-"

"You? But you don't-" Before she could state the obvious, Eva placed her finger to her lips and motioned for us all to be silent. She stuck her index finger out and showed it to Louise, who nodded. Then, slowly working the finger into her pussy, she began to demonstrate how it would feel for a man to shove his dick into her. She didn't hurry. The finger went in bit by bit, moving back and forth to spread her juice around, the first joint disappearing easily into the Eurasian's full, light brown lips, the rest following when Eva applied more strength. We watched intently, identifying wholly with her hole, squirming when Louise squirmed, gasping when she did, and when Eva slipped a second finger up the girl's pussy we all said: "OOOOHHH!" as if it was our cunts that suddenly caved in. Her labia disappeared and she began to sit up in defense; but then she lay back with a delighted moan and spread her legs as wide as she could.

"You see, it feels nice, doesn't it?" said Eva, panting a little. She had the palm of her upturned and drove the two fingers in and out with a relentless beat, sweating and obviously getting restless. The joint of another finger bumped into Louise's clitoris at every down-stroke, and I wondered if that was actually what made it so nice for her. I had pushed the odd finger up my pussy, too, but it hadn't done all that much for me unless I was tremendously horny to begin with. Eva's fingers were right up there and she kept trying to push them further up without drawing back for a second, urgent, pushy, shoving Louise over the brink several times in quick succession. The girl was completely lost in her passions, crying out, her eyes glassy, fingers grasping at anything that came near for moral support, and her body was shaking and trembling in convulsive spasms. We could hear the fluids slosh about inside her pussy and see them drip out in slow, white dollops. I wanted to feel what she was going through, I wanted to have Eva's fingers up me… but in the back of my mind a different plan was growing. Why should I settle for fingers when I could get at a real thing so easily? If I asked Evert nicely he would do it to me, I was sure of it!