James Barton: Daddys tempting twins

Dan's face fell. He could not believe what she was asking. "You're putting me on, aren't you?"

Trish shook her head slowly. "No… we're not." She glanced at Trina. "You might find you've got something he wants – as much as you want to fuck us."

"Ah… what'd'ya mean?"

Trish smiled again. "Jody… think about it, Uncle Dan."

And she blew out the candle.

Dan found himself standing alone in the darkness. He was puzzled and at the same time angry. He heard an upstairs door open and close.

He turned and stormed out of the house. In his car, he stabbed the key in the ignition and thought why not! Just why the hell not?

Thelma Garrison dressed for the evening with a growing excitement. She had received a call earlier that afternoon from Trish Hogan; the twin had asked both her and Jim to supper that evening, but from the tone of the girl's voice, Thelma felt the promise of something more. She had not inquired whether or not Tim Hogan was going to be there, but the promise of "just a little family get-together" spurred Thelma's imagination.

At the Gibson residence, Dan took his second drink in an attempt to still the butterflies in his stomach. When he had arrived home from work that evening, Jody had informed him that they were going to her brother's. Though his wife had not spelled it out, Dan felt that there was something more in store for them than a mere family supper.

Mike blushed deeply as his father kidded him. Tim had broken the ice with him a short time earlier when he had found him lying by the pool. Mike confessed to having sex with both his sisters, and he told his father about Jim Garrison and his mother.

"Well," Tim observed. "It looks as if all the covers will be pulled tonight…" He chuckled. "The way everyone's been sleeping with everyone else, there's no sense keeping it a secret any longer."

Mike looked at his father. "Ah… Dad… you don't suppose… I mean, do you think Aunt Jody would… you know?"

Tim smiled at his son. "Why don't you just come out and say what you mean, Mike?"

The boy swallowed nervously as he thought about his red-haired aunt. The thought of fucking her sent his pulse racing as his father awaited an answer. "She's bitchin', Dad… I… I'd like to… to fuck her!"

Tim laughed again and ruffled the boy's hair. "Well, we'll see what happens. I still don't know what your sisters have in mind for tonight. This seems to be their party. If it turns out like I've got a hunch it will, you'll have your chance with Jody."

Inside, the twins discussed the evening's activities. Trish assured Trina that what she had in mind was a cinch to work and she begged her not to worry.

When their guests arrived that night, Trish acted out her role as hostess and the eight people enjoyed a light supper on the patio. No mention was made of anything of a sexual nature and Trish suppressed her smile each time she glanced toward Thelma Garrison and her Uncle Dan. Both of them were obviously nervous. She was feeling the excitement build for her as they adjourned to the family room and her father served drinks all around.

Finally, Tim turned to his daughters. "Say, didn't you two have something special planned for this evening?"

Trish got up from the hassock where she was sitting near her Uncle Dan; she glanced at her sister, then nodded. "Yeah, me and Trina thought you guys might like to play a little family game… are you all game?"

Dan looked nervously from one twin to the other, then toward his wife. Jody smiled at him. Thelma's laugh was a little too loud.

"Ah, sure… never know what these kids are going to come up with."

"Great!" Trish exclaimed. She walked quickly to the den closet. She opened it and took out a handful of silk scarves; she handed one to each of the adults. "The name of the game is 'Touch and Tell'. We play it blindfolded and no fair peeking!"

She and the other teenagers assisted the adults in tying the scarves.

"If you can guess which of us is touching you, you get to take off the blindfold and put it on the person you've guessed… everyone understand?"

Thelma knew there was more to the game than what they were being told, but the thought of what might come about stirred her.

Jody also knew that the evening was going to be more than it appeared on the surface, and she wondered how her husband was going to take whatever it was that was in store for them. She had asked Tim earlier if there was some ulterior purpose to the get-together, but he had refused to answer.

Dan felt Trish brush her full tits against his arm as the scarf was tied about his eyes. He still did not know what was going to happen, but as his sight was cut off, he felt a certain relief that whatever it was at least Jody would not be able to see.

Tim submitted as Trina tied the scarf about his eyes. He felt a thrill go through his body as his daughter brushed his lips with hers. "This is gonna be fun, Daddy."

"Okay, now…" Trish told them. "The only rule is, you can't touch us while we touch you… and just one guess each!"

The teenagers moved them to the center of the room. They turned them in circles until finally, Trish held up her hand and they stopped.

Mike looked apprehensively toward his sisters then he moved to his Aunt Jody. He felt his prick twitch against his leg as he reached out with trembling fingers and touched his aunt's breast. He swallowed thickly as he squeezed her tit gently.

Jody felt the warm hand on her tit, and she was thrilled as she realized what kind of a game the teenagers were going to play. As the hand moved down her body and trembled against her belly, she pictured her nephew standing before her, nervously touching her body. She wondered what was going on in the boy's mind as he ran his hand lower and teased her mans with his fingertips.

"Ummm… is that Trish?" Jody asked.

Trish giggled from behind her. "Wrong!" she replied, then she watched as Trina walked up to their Uncle Dan and pulled down the zipper of his fly.

Dan's heart beat rapidly in his chest as he felt the girl's hand reach inside his trousers and grab his prick. Immediately it came to life as the girl pulled his cock from his pants and stroked it gently. He did not trust his voice to answer and he wondered what was going on about him.

Thelma felt the hem of her dress being lifted gently and her breath caught in her throat as a soft hand eased beneath the waistband of her panties then moved down to cup her pubic mound. She fought the desire to reach out and touch whomever was touching her as a finger found its way between her moist pussy – lips and spread them gently.

Trish was thrilled as she began a slow fucking motion with her finger, and Thelma groaned. With her other hand, she reached out and pulled down the zipper of her father's pants. With his throbbing prick in one hand, she guided Thelma's hand to her father's stiff prick and wrapped her fingers about it.

Tim sensed the second hand on his prick and he wondered whose it was. He sensed his daughter move away from him as the hand on his prick tightened, released, then began a slow stroking motion.

Thelma gasped as her hand came in contact with the pulsing prick. Tim or Dan?

Jody felt two pairs of hands on her body as she stood quivering between the two boys. One of them had lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down to her ankles while the other had unbuttoned her blouse and was fumbling with the catch on her bra. Finally, the inexperienced fingers managed to free the garment. Then she felt her blouse being slipped gently off her body, soon to be followed by her bra.

Mike squatted before his aunt. He looked in awe at her thick red pubic bush as Jim began licking her tits. He spread the woman's legs and gazed at the puffed lips of her pussy. Leaning forward, the boy kissed the hair-fringed cunt-lips softly and a deep thrill went through her body.