Jack Grant - Making Daddy

She groped under the bed for her slippers and opened the bedroom door quietly. The entire cabin was hushed, empty. No one else was home. She padded across the living room, through the kitchen, and opened the back door. Outside, she stood a moment letting her eyes get accustomed to the night. She moved toward the car.

She was right up to it when she realized that Kevin was no longer sitting behind the wheel. The car was empty. She almost called out his name, but caught herself just in time. She looked around the yard. He hadn't gone inside; she would've seen or heard him. She caught sight of a white moving blur near the road. It was Kevin. He was walking up the driveway and turning down the road. Without hesitation, she hurried after the vanishing figure.

She wasn't sure why she didn't call to him. Instinct made Jodi stay silent and follow her brother down the road. Jodi knew the road well, since she and Robin explored the entire lake shore, knew all the families along the road. But there were no kids her age and she rarely did more than walk past the houses.

Kevin didn't turn in at Collinses, and that surprised Jodi. For a few minutes she'd thought about Francie Collins and her brother Jack, who was Kevin's age. He might've been seeing them… especially after what Robin had told her about Francie's sexual expertise with their father.

She giggled at the thought. Where was Kevin headed then? There were no more kids along there at all. Few cabins were even occupied.

Kevin stopped and looked down a driveway. He seemed undecided for a few seconds, then resumed his even pace down the pale ribbon of the road.

The woods were thicker here and the moonlight didn't penetrate to the dark road. Jodi kept her eye on the white patch of her brother's shirt, staying a few yards behind so he wouldn't hear or see her. When he stopped again, he seemed to be listening to the night sounds. Then he turned and walked carefully down a driveway.

Jodi chewed at her lip. No one was up at this place. The cabin had been standing empty all month. The owners, a young couple who did a lot of drinking and partying, had spent two weeks' vacation here in July, but hadn't returned since. But Kevin was already out of sight, and she pressed forward.

She saw her brother listen again at the door, then turn the knob and let himself into the dark house. She ran down the remaining feet of the driveway and onto the tiny porch. She pressed her ear to the door and could barely hear the sounds of music and voices inside. She smiled.

Kevin knew something she did not. There was a party going on here-a hidden and secret one. Someone was using the cabin for their own fun.

Carefully she turned the knob and let herself in. The door was the kind that opened and locked with an old-fashioned key and it had no bolt or snap lock. The owners had apparently forgotten to lock it when they left, and Kevin and whoever else was here had discovered the fact and helped themselves to the place.

The music and voices came from some place beyond the kitchen. Jodi saw the outlined doorway and headed for it. The living room was dark, too, but enough light came through the large picture window which faced the lake, so Jodi had no trouble seeing. Her brother was standing outside a closed door; beyond it the voices were louder, the laughter strong.

Jodi stepped back to the shelter of the kitchen doorway when Kevin opened the bedroom door. Light flooded out, looking very bright at first but then subdued. It seemed to flicker, and shadows leaped along the walls.

"What the-My god! Kev, you scared me outta ten years growth!" Drew laughed then, relieved to discover that the sudden unexpected intruder was only his brother. "Hey, man, glad you came back. Join the party!"

Drew held up his can of beer and slapped Francie's bare ass playfully.

"Which will it be first, beer or the broad?"

Kevin grinned at the threesome on the bed. Stark-naked, they were a twisted mass of legs and arms and bodies. He could see Francie's huge tits, one resting on Drew's thigh and the other caught in her brother Jack's mouth. The girl's head was at Drew's crotch. She had looked up startled when the door opened, but now she came down again with her open mouth on Drew's hard, spearing cock. Drew jerked with pleasure and settled back on the pillow to enjoy the fellatio she performed on him.

He raised the beer can and drank with gusto.

"Looks like she's plenty damned busy already," Kevin commented, watching Francie.

"Hell, she can take another one-no sweat! This little cunt is the wildest thing this side of the Mississippi. Come on, take your goddamn clothes off and join the party."

Kevin moved into the room and closed the door behind him. He didn't need any more coaxing. The urges that had stirred in his guts at the thought of seeing Jean again tonight were still strong, and he could use a good time. He began to strip off his slacks and shirt. The girl watched him without slowing down her sucking motions on Drew's prick.

Jack pushed his hand between his sister's damp thighs and forced her to open her legs so the newcomer could get a good view of the red, luscious pussy in the cocoon of golden hair.

Kevin jerked off his socks and went to the edge of the bed. His clothes lay in a heap on the floor near the door, just where he tossed them. He hadn't bothered to untangle or hang them. Not when he had a promising hot body like Francie's waiting for him only a few feet away. Christ, she was a tempting morsel! His mouth watered at the sight of the golden-haired pussy. The tight curls of hair were flecked with moisture-hers and maybe even some cock juice from earlier copulations.

The smooth, rounded hump of her ass made his fingers itch.

He was on the bed then, his face pressing into the tunnel formed by her open legs, his lips and tongue delving immediately in the haven of hot, waiting love. She was delicious, sweet and intoxicating. He drank greedily, feeling the instant twitch of life in his balls and the springing alive of his prick. He grinned and shoved his mouth harder into the golden nectar of her body.

When Kevin entered the room and closed the door, Jodi moved silently across the darkened room. She had caught a glimpse of the naked kids on the bed, recognized Drew and Jack Collins. She had only seen the girl's long blonde hair and the huge tit Jack was sucking, but she knew it had to be Francie Collins. She giggled silently, thinking how worried she had been about seducing her own brother. And here Francie Collins, the girl her father had lusted for and taken, was obviously fucking her own brother! Maybe all the things Patty had told her were true at that.

There seemed to be plenty of men and boys who thought it was perfectly okay to screw around with their own flesh-and-blood relatives. So if Patty was right, that meant all men also liked young girls-young, unhaired, undeveloped girls like herself! She knew that she wanted to join the party in the other room. Fucking Kevin had given her a taste of things to come, and now she had the chance to take a giant step forward in her sex education.

She put her hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly. The four people on the bed were so engrossed in one another that they didn't hear the slight sound of the door swinging open. Jodi slipped into the room, and the door closed quietly behind her. She gaped, staring, trying to take in all the action at once. Each of the foursome was at some part of another's body, the three boys swarming all over Francie, hands roaming her naked flesh, mouths licking and nibbling at tits and cunt. Only Drew was at all passive, lying back sipping his beer while his hand mauled Francie's big tit, pulling lightly at the hard, jutting nipple, while the girl's mouth beat a hungry tattoo on his swollen and erect cock. One of Francie's hands was clawing at Drew's thigh, rubbing in the crotch hair that surrounded his cock and cupping his huge, hanging balls. The other hand was around her brother's hard, thrusting cock.