Hank Borden: A Wild Family Party

"Wow!" he said as he pushed her off his cock. "That wasn't half bad."

"What do you mean, not half bad? Hell, I turned a foot-long cock into a wet noodle that's not big enough now to fuck a fly."

"That you did, baby. I apologize." He gave her a playful kiss, which she eagerly returned. Then they both dried themselves off before stepping into the adjoining bedroom to dress.

A round waterbed occupied the center of their bedroom. Janice stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the straps of the black bra she had just put on. Dan was across the room, pulling up his pants.

"Believe me, Dan, that's a real wild party going on downstairs. I think we should hurry and get back to it, so we can try to maintain some order."

"Yes, well, I never really wanted to leave it. You were the one who got the hot pants, remember?"

"Because I kept getting pinched and fondled whenever I bent over to serve a drink. Enough of that shit would make any woman horny. Besides, you were more than eager to stick it to me."

"Maybe you're right, but I'm still glad that we threw this party. It seemed like a natural thing to do, what with our oldest kids home from college for the holidays. And my brother, Jack, and your sister, Sue, also in town for the holidays. I mean, what could be nicer than to have a little family reunion and invite over a few of the neighbors to help celebrate?"

"Nothing could be nicer," Janice said as she climbed into a tiny pair of black panties that barely covered her ass. "I'm glad to have my kids home again. My, how they've grown! Larry is so handsome, so masculine.

He reminds me of you, twenty years ago. Mmmm! If I were his girlfriend, I'd let him have his way with me every night."

"Oh, you would, would you? Well, just remember, you're not his girlfriend, you're his mother…but you're right, he has matured a great deal. And so has Terry. She's practically a grown woman now, with a body shapely enough to make any man drool."

"Well, I better not catch you drooling over her." Janice pulled on black stockings and snapped them to her garter. Then ran her hands up her long legs to smooth out any wrinkles.

"Who, me?" Dan asked, looking guilty. He was in the process of fastening his tie.

"Yes, you!" Janice snapped, looking back over her shoulder. "You and that girl have always been extremely close. As a child, she'd spend every moment possible at your side with her arms around your waist. Or sitting in your lap, wriggling her little ass, while you read to her."

Janice lifted the dryer to her damp hair. "Now, Janice, you know that all of that was perfectly innocent. Hell, she's my daughter."

"Your teenaged daughter with the body of a model. So don't encourage her." Janice climbed back into her party dress, a sheer white garment with a high hemline and a shockingly low neckline. She felt very sexy as she reached behind her for the zipper.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous." Dan sat down on the edge of the bed to tie his shoelaces. "Besides, I'm sure she's much too grown up now to behave like daddy's little girl."

"I'm not so sure," Janice said.

"Well, what about your sister, Sue? Is she grown up enough not to be still afraid of men? Or does the sight of a cock-bulge still terrify her?"

"My sister is not afraid of men, she's just shy."

"Bullshit! We invited her and Jack to this party, hoping to get them together. But she refuses to go near the man."

Janice stepped into her black heels.

"My sister is thirty years old, she can choose her own friends." She brushed her hair then added a touch of lipstick and eyeshadow before departing. As she walked out into the hallway, she said, "I'm going to check on the twins before I go down to the party."

"Good idea. I'll be down myself in another minute or two."

The twins, Kim and Teddy, were her only other children. Their bedroom, which they had shared since infancy, was at the end of the hall. She opened the door quietly so as not to waken them. But to her surprise their beds were empty, the room deserted.

"Bastards!" Janice said aloud. "They've disobeyed me and gone downstairs. I just know they have. I'll whip their little asses when I catch them."

But at that moment a chill breeze cooled her anger and made her shiver.

The little devils had left open a window.

Quickly she closed the window and hurried downstairs in search of the two little monsters.

"Nasty boys! Get your hands off my tits or I'll tell my daddy!" cried the girl. And Aunt Sue hurried to her niece's rescue.

Only a moment ago, Aunt Sue-a tall shapely woman with blue eyes and short brown hair-had been enjoying herself.

The party was in full swing. Laughter and shouts and squeals rang out from the kitchen, the dining room, the den, and the living room. Her sister, Janice, had locked the study door, hoping to spare that room at least. Sue had mingled among the guests, exchanged warm smiles and kind words, avoided groping fingers and protruding lips, ignored the occasional couple sneaking off into a closet, and had done her best to keep the booze flowing.

It was when she was on her way from the den to the kitchen to get more ice that Aunt Sue heard her niece's cry.

"Nasty boys! Get your hands off my tits or I'll tell my daddy!"

Aunt Sue ran down the hallway and turned the corner and saw a sight that shocked her. Her niece Terry was leaning against the wall, with three youths rubbing up against her, copping feels. Sue was so dumbfounded she could do nothing but stare with wide eyes and open mouth.

The well-groomed youths had pulled her niece's pink dress all the way up to her waist and were now trying to pull her white panties down her legs. She was struggling frantically to keep her pussy and ass hidden, but her jiggling curves and long shapely legs excited the boys even more and made them desperate.

"C'mon, Terry," said one youth, "we don't want to hurt you. We just want a piece of your ass, that's all."

"Yeah," said another, "you're in college now. You're old enough. Hell, you're more than old enough. I can't believe you're still afraid of boys."

"Let me see your pussy," said the third youth, "and we'll let you see our cocks. That's fair, isn't it?"

"You wicked boys! I'm going to tell my daddy on you!"

"You're too old to be running to your daddy," said one of the boys, his hand cupped around her pussy-mound. "C'mon, let's go outside and climb into the back seat of my car. The three of us will take turns sticking it to you. We'll help you grow up fast. C'mon."

"You nasty boys! Get away from me or I'll scream. I mean it. My daddy will get all three of you for this. Just you wait!"

"We're tired of waiting, bitch!" said one. He then grabbed her around the waist and lifted her off the floor. His friends took her feet, and together they tried to carry her toward the back door, while she screamed and flailed her arms hysterically.

Aunt Sue had seen enough. "Put that girl down, you mother-fuckers! Put her down, I say!"

"Shit! Who the hell is that?"

"I don't know, but let's get the fuck out of here!"

"Yeah, we'll find another bitch somewhere else!"

They dumped Terry and raced down the hall and around the corner. Aunt Sue did not chase after them; instead, she stooped to comfort her niece, who was trembling and whimpering like a small child. Luckily, the girl was not injured, except for her pride.

"You're safe now, Terry, let me help you up." Aunt Sue guessed that the girl was still a virgin. A child in a woman's body. And what a body!

Big tits with ripe nipples bulged inside the girl's dress, their outlines easily seen through the thin material. Because the dress was still in disarray, Aunt Sue got a peek at the girl's white thighs. She could even see a few cunt-hairs protruding from beneath her niece's panties. She looked long and hard as she pulled Terry to her feet.