John Friday: Swapping families

"Hello," Ellen said stiffly. The lusty gleam in her young daughter's blue eyes still shocked her.

"We've all been talking about you," Mary said with a sly and twisted grin.

"Ooooh?" Ellen shrank back against the door. They were all staring at her now, eyes agleam with a strangely sinister light.

"Don't anyone touch her." Mary said firmly. "Not until she screams… not until she begs for the cock she wants most."

The lithe young blonde shouldered her mother aside, snapped the lock and jammed it with a bobby pin.

"Mary, what are you doing?" Ellen rattled the door in a frustrated rage. It wouldn't budge.

"The masquerade is over, Mother. We're all waiting to see your true face."

"You're all crazy! You're insane with lust!" Ellen shuddered violently and grabbed her daughter's arm. "I ought to whip your impudent little ass!"

Mary faced her and said: "Maybe you should… if that's what turns you on."

"Ooooh, God!" Ellen pushed her await and cowered against the door.

"Brad, how about it? Would you like to spank my ass? I used to love it when my dad did that. I'd grind my little pussy on his knee and squirm when I felt the slap of his hand."

"Mary!" Ellen wailed.

"I like it best when my ass is bare." Mary reached back and pulled down the zipper of her gold-flecked gown.

"I've never liked pain very much," Dina told Mike. "But I just love to have my big tits sucked."

She pressed against him, pulling at the open V of his half-buttoned shirt, brushing the sleek black fur trimming of her gown against his bare chest.

"Aaaahhh!" Mike gasped, clamping his hands on Dina huge tits.

"Jeeezzzuuus!" Brad moaned. He still could not believe that his mother would act that way – not even after all they had done.

"That's nothing," Sharla whispered just loud enough for Ellen to hear. "Wait until I rub that hot thick cock of yours with silky white mink."

She pulled down the zipper of Ben's fly and dug in to find his thick cockroot.

Salena moaned and pressed her inviting pussy mound against Paul Franklin's stiffening cock. "You don't need any of that shit, do you, Paul? You just want to fuck the hottest cunt here."

"I've wanted to fuck you for a long time," he said freely.

Ellen cringed but could not turn away. She watched through slitted eyes awash with tears.

"You're all disgusting!" she cried. "You'll all burn in hell for this!"

"I know, Mother… and I believed all that fire and brimstone bullshit before I found out that you and Dad sneaked away once a month."

"I never wanted to!" Ellen insisted.

"That's bullshit too," Mary said. "If I burn in hell, it's going to be for getting fucked and loving it… not lying about it afterwards."

"You little bitch! What do you know? You were a stupid little cherry until tonight!" Ellen lunged, grabbed Mary's arm and wrenched her away from Brad.

The girl's blonde hair swirled, muffling her startled cry as she stumbled out of the gown bunched down around her knees.

"I've seen the way men look at you."

"And it made you jealous!" Mary screamed. "You couldn't stand it when the men started sniffing after my cherry cunt. The cocks you wanted were all hot after me… even my own father."

"You little slut!" Ellen shook her daughter violently.

But she knew what the girl said was true. Her daughter had seen through her mask of propriety. That made her madder still.

The young blonde wept, as Ellen began to shake her violently.

"Brad… Paul… Ben… Mike!" Mary cried. "God, somebody please fuck this miserable bitch and put her poor mind at ease!"

The men turned toward Ellen, naked and grinning. They kept stroking their hard cocks and leering as they moved near.

"NO!" Ellen screamed. She let go of Mary's arm and staggered back toward the door. "Leave me alone, I don't want to fuck any of you!"

Brad Winslow laughed softly and shook his head. "Nobody believes that, Ellen. Not even you."

He was leading the advance, glaring into her fluttering eyes and stroking his long hard cock with the coil of his right hand.

"Look how excited she is," Paul Franklin said. "Her tits are trembling, and her pussy mound is shaking like a volcano about to erupt."

"No!" Ellen flattened herself against the jammed door, squirming uncomfortably as the four males came near a quartet of cocks, all hot and throbbing.

"She sounds like I did at first," Mary said. "Yeah, she says no, but she keeps licking her lips," Ben said. His confidence swelled with his cock. "You'd like to suck on my thick cock, wouldn't you? You know it's the one that popped Mary's cherry and you'd love to know what it tastes like."

"Huunnngh!" Ellen groaned.

Her face twisted into a knot of disgust, but she kept looking from one cock to another.

"You've never had four pricks to choose from, have you, Ellen?" Paul asked.

"That's right." A thought just hit Brad. "She's always been the last one chosen for the first round."

"Yes… YES? You all want to fuck Sharla, or Dina and her huge tits. And how do you think that makes me feel? No woman likes to be treated like leftovers."

"I can understand that," Ben said. "I've been playing second fiddle all my life… until tonight," he added quickly. Mary and Dina both smiled and exchanged excited glances.

"I'm going to enjoy watching almost as much as being fucked myself," Mary said.

Sharla nodded. "That's why we get together like this for the last round. But Ellen has never enjoyed it like she will tonight."

Salena's lithe body quivered anxiously. "Come on, Ellen… make up your mind. Choose the cock you want most so we can watch you fuck!"

A taut grin slowly curved Ellen's lips. "I want Mike's hot prick."

"Hey, hey… you made the right choice!"

"And I want Ben's, and Paul's too!"

"Jeeezzzus," Salena moaned. "Leave a little prickmeat for us!"

Ellen went on as though she hadn't heard a word. It was the most exciting moment of her life. Her breath came in sharp gasps, and she could hardly get out the words.

"Mike… please fuck my cunt. Paul, I'd like to have your thick cock up my ass. And Ben…" She wet her quivering lips with a stroke of her tongue, "… I want to suck on that thick hairy prick of yours."

Mike took Ellen by the arms. She gasped anxiously and pressed her heaving pussy mound against his naked cockhead.

Paul steppcd arouud behind her and wedged his thick prick in the satin-sheathed crack of her ass. Then he tugged at the zipper of her dress and drew it down.

"Make it good, you guys!" Mary encouraged them all. "Make this fuck so good that I don't get any more shit from her!"

"We will," Ben answered with a smile. "We sure will!"

Brad turned to the other women and shrugged. "SO I'm the one left out," he said with pretended sadness. "Replaced by my own fucking son." Then his handsome face split with an ear tickling grin.

"It doesn't look like you mind all that much," Sharla said.

She reached out and consoled his throbbing cock with slow and rhythmic strokes of her hand.

"Why should I mind? The rest of you can all fight over me."

"You bastard!" Salena laughed. "You horny sonuvabitch. No way can you fuck all of us at once."

"But I'm sure willing to try."

Dina rubbed her massive tits across his chest. "I don't care who you fuck, just so you're sucking on my big tits when you cum."

"Fuck me!" Salena moaned. "I haven't had near enough of your great cock yet."

"And sweet little Mary hasn't had any at all," Brad reminded her.

Sharla released her pulsing grip on Brad's big cock and stepped aside, gathering the soft white folds of mink around her. "I'll let you two kids fight over his cock," she said graciously. "Go to it girls!"

"What's with her?" Salena asked. "I never thought my mother would pass up a chance to fuck."