Marvin Winters - Incest With Daddy

"I know, I know," she said, weary for a second. "My husband told me about last night. He takes pleasure in doing that to me. What he doesn't know is that I don't care. I mean, I care that it was you, and I feel badly that you had to go through that. But I stopped caring what he did a long time ago."

"Did he tell you he paid me to do it?" She looked startled at that, and I rushed on, telling her everything, right up to the idea of using the warehouse as a whorehouse. But I left out the adventures I'd had with Evert, just in case Farley spread the word.

"My God!" She was pale and astounded. "Did you really do that?" She lit a cigarette, coughed, and got up to pour herself a cup of coffee. She motioned for me to help myself but I wanted only her response. Now that I had spilled the beans I was worried that she would cut the ties between her and the team. "Oh God, I can't tell you what this is doing to me!"

"I'm sorry, Farley, I should have told you at a better time."

"No, no it's all right, this is a good time. What I mean is, I can't believe what this is doing to me. I'm so horny right now that I don't know where to turn." Her big blue eyes came to rest on mine. "You and the others actually made it with each other? Girls with girls? All of you? And here I was thinking you were such a bunch of vestals that the very idea would throw the fear of hell into you. Oh, dear, excuse me, Renee, I know this isn't what you're expecting me to say but I can't help it" She put her coffee down and sat on the couch opposite me. As her free hand arranged her housecoat I noticed it linger between her thighs for just a second. She dragged on her cigarette and kept the smoke down as if to soothe her nerves but she couldn't sit still. I wanted to go over and help her, she needed me so badly, yet something held me back. I wanted her to be the one-and I didn't have long to wait.

She got up and paced for a minute or two, and as she paced she closed in on me. A delicious sensation of expectation came over me. Her perfume had that overripe tang to it, being mixed with a full night's perspiration, and it came over me warm and a little stifling. Her housecoat brushed past me several times, a caress of sorts that made me tingle all over. And when she finally sat down beside me on the couch she took me into her arms and squeezed me so hard that it was more like an attack than a proposition.

"Say you don't mind," she whispered. "I've been wanting you for so long, Renee, for months and months, but I never dared hint at it in case it terrified you. You were the reason I took on the job of coaching the team, you and your lovely blond hair and your full breasts and your long legs! Oh Renee, I've watched you with so much desire for so long that I must have your answer now. Will you be my lover?"

"Yes, of course I will," I said.

"Then come with me." She took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom. Their big double bed was still ruffled from the night, still warm from their bodies, and when my naked flesh made contact with the sheets I shivered slightly, wondering whose warmth this was exactly. Was I lying in the same spot her husband had occupied or was this the remains of Farley? What did it matter? Farley was nude now, so lovely, serpentine, small-breasted and' big-nippled, sliding toward me with enough passion in her eyes to assure me of many climaxes to come. And yet it did matter, it might have been her husband's beautiful, decadent body, the one he had denied me the previous evening. "Kiss me," she said throatily, and at that moment all thought ceased. Her lips met mine in a velvet crush, she wrapped her arms and legs about me, and now her lips and her entire body pulsed against me. This wasn't the first time she had made love to a woman. Her hands roved along my back until they alighted on my ass, and once there they began to squeeze and poke in just the right way.

"So young and so beautiful," she murmured. "Don't ever get married, Renee, just take your lovers as they come. You should share your favors with a great many men and women, they'll be grateful to you. Mmmmmm, let me kiss your breasts, so big and firm, almost ripe." Her words affected me in much the same way as her caresses, delicious little flatteries that added to the fires burning brightly in my belly. She made me feel very good all over, relaxed yet edging nearer to the first climax, luxurious and spoiled, and as she ran her tongue over the contours of my tits I stretch stretched right out and groaned in bliss.

She buried her face between my breasts and pressed them inward so as to smother herself. I wanted to make love to her, too, but she was so happy playing with me that I let her have her way. She kissed and sucked my tits like a child who's been deprived too long of a mother's love, and I felt all glowing and maternal when she decided on one nipple and clung to it for minutes on end. Her sucking was noisy and wet, she squeezed my tit rhythmically as if to milk it, and I just lay there glorying in the slew of sensual impulses that caused inside. "Now the other one," I groaned when my passion became too lopsided, and she switched at once to even it up. It felt so great when she did it, much better than when I did it myself, but I guessed bodies were made that way to keep us gregarious. She sucked on and on until I couldn't control myself any longer. I had to touch her, explore her, to find out exactly what her clothes had been hiding-from me.

"Oh Farley, what are you doing to me?" I sighed, twisting free and moving quickly into place between her legs. I could feel her resistance for a minute but I knew how to disarm her. My tongue shot out and rushed up and down the smooth slit of her cunt, and soon she was putty in my hands. I reveled in her pussy! If I had taken her by surprise, she had startled me too with the quality of her body. Slender, supple thighs spread to reveal a small pink cunt that parted only a little way to admit my roving tongue, and when I pushed the tip down hard on the yielding whorl of flesh down below, her hole opened very reluctantly. She was so tight that she made me feel like an old trouper! My hands slid up under her ass and felt two tender, small buns that flexed convulsively whenever my tongue hit the target. How could the Colonel resist her? But for all her girlish features she was still a woman. Her cunt juice was tarter, stronger to the taste, than that of my teammates, and it flowed more freely. She was better modulated in her responses, too. There was nothing jerky about the way she writhed, nothing desperate about her climaxes. She went through it all smoothly and beautifully, and while I made love to her my admiration for her grew tremendously.

"That's nice, darling," I heard her groan. She was flat on her back, her legs wide open and her hands mashing her tits in harmony with my eating. "Oh yes, if only you knew how good that felt! Dig it in deeper now, right in, right in- AAAAAHHHHHhhhhhh yessssssss, keep going, I love it, I love it!" She worked a leg under me and drew her foot back until her big toe made contact with my cunt. Then, in spite of her orgasms, she began to masturbate me slowly and deliberately, forcing the toe into my hole and moving it back and forth at exactly the right pace. It wasn't long before I was helping her as best I could, screwing my cunt hole down over that stubby toe to get maximum penetration. I got so carried away with what she was doing that I neglected my oral loving. But soon she began to move her cunt against my mouth, and at that point it became clear that she was actually making love to me!

She didn't stop there. Gradually she raised her torso and pushed until I was on my back and she was squatting over my face, feeding me more pussy than I could chew! Her lust set me on fire! I wanted to reciprocate with every part of me, and so she chafed her pussy into my mouth and I ate and sucked at it just as rapidly, covering my face with her cunt fluids, digging my fingernails into her ass, and pressing her down even harder. I was choking, drowning, and coming left and right, and together we mewled and purred like crazy cats, harmonizing, fucking, sucking, going out of our minds until we just couldn't do without air for another second. She sank back off me and lay with her body half on mine, her cunt staring me right in the face. "This is too much," I brought out, and she nodded.