Jody puffed on the last of the cigarette, then ground it out in the ashtray on the counter. She was wearing a pair of string bikini jockey shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt that was too small for her. It only came down to mid belly. If anyone had told her she looked sexy in such careless wear, she would have been astonished and would have changed immediately.
She was standing, actually half sitting against the kitchen counter, waiting for her muffins to finish heating up in the oven. It had been a long day and she was tired. They’d won the game with Markham, but she hadn’t played as great a part as she’d thought she would. Maybe she WAS too short.
Mark came into the room for a beer. He glanced at her, then looked again carefully. “What you doing here, squirt?”
“Waiting for my muffin.”
“Got a bun in the oven, huh?” he grinned.
“Ha, ha.”
He opened the fridge and pulled out a cold beer. He watched her surreptitiously, his eyes sliding over her breasts and her legs. She had a dynamite little figure, he thought. Why had he never realized that before? Maybe it was that accidental sight of Keri jerking off that had brought the realization to him that his little sisters were girls, sexual creatures such as he’d preyed upon since he was twelve.
She turned and went over to the stove, then opened it and leaned over to grab her muffins one by one.
He stared at her ass, and the dark spot between her legs where her cunt lay. He imagined jamming a hard prick in there, then shook his head and left the room. What was with him anyway? She was just a kid! So was Keri! Of course, he’d fucked girls younger than them, but that was when he was younger. So what? he thought savagely. Why should they be off limits to him because of that?
Because, a dull voice answered, they’re your sisters. He flopped down on the chesterfield, his eyes looking towards the hall and the kitchen. And what if they were? They were broads weren’t they? They were cunt meat, fuck holes, pussys, twats, burgers, whores, holes, tight little asses ready for meat.
He swallowed several mouthfuls from the bottle, hoping it would cool his heat. He wondered if either of them had fucked someone. Were they virgins? His mind spun through a foggy image of Keri getting fucked by some guy — after watching her masturbate yesterday, it wasn’t a reach.
The image shifted to Jody. In it, he saw her on her back as he had seen Keri the other day, her legs spread and a guy over her. The guy was him.
He looked up as Jody came out of the kitchen with a plate of muffins and his eyes followed her across the hall until she disappeared.
Jody blinked awake, then sat up with a startled oath. The light clicked on and she saw her father sitting naked on the edge of her bed smiling at her. She could smell the alcohol. Her t-shirt was up over her breasts and she jerked it down to cover them.
“What are you doing here?” she groaned.
“I want to fuck you, baby,” he panted, leaning forward and pushing his hand between her legs.
She tried to close them but his hand was in there firmly.
“Daddyyyyy,” she whined, “I have to go to sleep. I have a test tomorrow.”
“This won’t take long,” he sighed. He gripped her ankle, pulling her around sideways. He spread her legs, sliding her ass towards the side of the bed. He stood up and leaned forward. He grabbed the waistband of her panties and slid them downward over her hips, down her legs and off.
Then he was on her, crushing her into the bed, his body covering hers completely as his mouth came down on against her lips. His hard cock pressed against her belly, crushed between them as he humped her. His hand slid down her side, against her buttock, squeezing it as they rolled from side to side. He grabbed his cock and pushed it against her cunt, then rose up and slowly sank it down into her.
Both of them groaned as his thick girth pushed her cunt wide and slid down the length of her tight silky cunt tube. He started to fuck hard into her, his hands pawing her breasts, caressing her hair. He pulled her hair, jerking her head to one side as his tongue rammed into her mouth. His ass rose and fell furiously as he drove his cock in and out of her box with relentless fury. Her tight slit squeezed his prick as it slid in and out. He grabbed her head in both hands and pressed his mouth against hers with bruising force.
Mark flushed the toilet and opened the door to the hall. He walked back down to his room, yawning slightly.
Strange sounds coming from Jody’s room stopped him in his tracks.
He turned toward the door and pressed his ear against it. It sounded like moaning and groaning. He felt his pecker harden. He shook his head in amazement. Was Jody jerking off in there? He heard the springs on her bed bouncing and his cock stiffened even more. Boy, she must be really getting into it in there.
The door had a lock, but it was one of those bedroom locks, the kind with the little round hole in the doorknob that would open the lock if some little kid got stuck or something. He opened the closet and pulled out a hanger, then straightened the end. The hall was dark and he had to carefully slide the tip of the hanger around on the doorknob before finding the hole by feel. It slid in and pressed against the lockbar.
There was no sound as he slowly turned the handle and slid the door open a crack.
To his surprise, the light was on in her room. He peered in and barely held back a yelp of surprise. Jody wasn’t alone in there! He instantly recognized his father as the big man humping down into Jody. His father’s hairy ass rose and fell atop the small girl as he drove his prick down into her cunt.
Before yesterday, he would have rushed in and attacked him. Now, he felt his cock go rigid in his underwear as he watched the lewd spectacle of his father pounding his cock into his sister’s box.
He couldn’t see much of Jody beneath his father’s body, but he saw her hands rubbing against his father’s ass and back and saw her legs go up around his body. Jody was humping back to meet his father’s thrusts and her moans were the noises that had attracted his attention.
Then the lovers rolled over and Jody was on top. She sat up, her knees on either side of his hips as he lay beneath her. Her hands were flat on his belly as his came up and cupped hers tightly. He couldn’t see her tits because her back was to him, but he saw her delightful little ass cheeks, and then she started to hump up and down.
He saw his dad’s cock appear as his sister rose upward. It was humongous! Mark had thought his cock was big but his father’s put him to shame.
He watched as Jody leaned forward and gave him a perfect view of her cunt with that fat cock sticking into it. Then she was sinking down on it with a delighted groan of pleasure, taking the long length of it up into her cunt pit. She started to bounce up and down on the cock, mewling with pleasure like a happy child. Her buttocks slapped down on his dad’s thighs as he began to thrust up into her.
Mark’s hand went into his underwear and grabbed his cock, which exploded immediately but did not soften. He watched Jody bouncing up and down wildly for long minutes. His dad grabbed her then, hauling her chest down against his and grabbing her ass with his other hand.
Mark was looking straight down the crack of her ass, watching as his dad’s cock slid in and out of Jody’s fuckhole. They rolled over again, his dad grabbing Jody’s legs and throwing them back against her chest. He shoved her ankles up by her head and rose into a stiff position above her. Then he started to jerk his hips, humping in and out of her crotch hole as he held her open beneath him. His ass hammered furiously, driving his cock into Jody with what must have been painful speed.
Mark found himself following the strokes with his own hand on his cock, urging him on, urging him to go faster, to fuck her harder.
“Give it to her!” he whispered. “Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!” It was a near silent cadence as he jerked off to the sight of Jody being skewered by his dad’s big cock.
Jody suddenly cried out and began thrashing on the bed. He watched her cumming around his dad’s cock, entranced at the sight. His dad continued to pound down into her, squashing her beneath him as he slammed into her again and again. Then he groaned and collapsed on top of her. He lay there unmoving for several seconds, then rolled off her, letting her unbend.
Mark stared at his sister’s naked body as it lay almost spreadeagled on the bed. His father grabbed his underwear from the floor and pulled it on with his back to the door.
Mark dared not delay any more. He closed the door and sped down the hall to his room, closing the door just as he heard Jody’s door opening. He listened to the sound of his father’s footsteps going down the hall, then heard his door close. His face was flushed and he was sweating. The images he’d witnessed raced through his mind.
He wasn’t, for some reason, shocked that his father would fuck Jody. Oh, he was surprised that his father had a sex life, as most children were. He’d never thought about his old man fucking anyone before, not even his mother, so that was kind of a weird thing to witness. He didn’t hold it against him for fucking Jody though. He envied him, in fact, and tried to figure out how he could get in on it.
If Jody would fuck his dad, surely she would let him into her pants, too. Hell, he was a lot better looking than the old man. He might not be as well hung, but he could fill her little box okay.
Then his thoughts shifted to Keri. Was the old man fucking her, too? His cock pulsed at the idea.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
He jumped at Joe’s voice.
The lights went on and Joe sat up in bed glaring at him.
“Nothing!” he gasped.
“Bullshit! You look like you seen a ghost.”
“No, no.”
“Hell, make that a girl ghost,” Joe grinned, noting his brother’s hard-on.
Mark reddened and glared back, then he ran across and sat down on the edge of his bed and looked across the small space of floor that separated the two.
“You know what I saw?”
“What?”
“I saw Jody.”
“What about her.”
“You’re not gonna believe this.”
“Don’t tell me. Let me guess. You saw her jerking off.”
“No. I saw the old man fucking her.”
“What!?”
“I was walking back from the john when I heard this moaning and groaning coming from her room. So I got a hanger and popped the lock and peaked inside. The light was on and there was the old man humping away like a freaking sex maniac.”
“You’re full of shit.”
“No I ain’t shittin’ you, man. I saw what I saw,” he shook his head. “You should have seen it. She was goin’ nuts too! You should see her body, it’s fucking nice.”
“Jody?!”
“No shit, man. She’s got a nice pair of tits with tiny little pink nipples. You should have seen the old man sucking them. She’s got a nice ass and a gorgeous little beaver.”
“Wow!” Joe sighed, dazed.
“She’s a hot little pussy, man.”
“And the old man was porkin’ her?!”
“That’s what I said!”
“Horny old bastard!” he breathed.
“Tell me about it,” Mark said, “The thing is…” he lowered his voice, “I wonder if there’s some way we can get in on it.”
Joe looked at him strangely, then appeared to think about it. “I’d rather fuck Keri — what a fuckin’ body!”
“Yeah, but we don’t even know if she fucks or not.”
“Yeah. If Jody’s that much of a whore she’ll let the old man fuck her, she shouldn’t object if we do her now and then.”
“Be convenient, having her right here with us.”
“Wouldn’t have to jerk off no more!” Joe snickered.
“Yeah.”
Jody lay on her bed, hardly having moved since her father had left. Her legs were still spread wide as she let her tingling cunt cool down and she had her hands behind her head as she looked up at the ceiling.
She sighed to herself, the sound loud in the small room. She hated it when he did that. She hated it when he touched her. Sometimes she thought she’d like to kill the perverted bastard. Sometimes she thought she ought to kill herself.
It wasn’t so much that he fucked her. It was that he so totally subjugated her. She spent all her time trying to prove she could do anything a boy could do, that she was as tough, as fast, as smart, as cool as any boy, that she was as good as a boy. Her father ripped all that away from her and turned her back into a low, slutty, cock-loving female. He pumped his big cock in her and made her cry out in pleasure, made her body pulse with joy, made her crave more and more of what he did to her. He took her independence and strength and pride away and made her a mewling, whining, grovelling whore.
How she hated her body for its weakness and betrayal. Were all girls like her? Could a cock so utterly control every woman? Was it her destiny to be a stupid sheep-like female, bleating in joy whenever some guy stuck his prick into her?
Maybe, she thought, it was just her dad. Maybe it was some power he held over her. After all, not many girls got fucked by their dads. Maybe it would be different with some other guy. Maybe she’d be able to hold her own with them like she did in everything else.
She turned off the lights, thinking about how she’d find that out. The guys who were her friends would no doubt be glad to oblige, but that was the last thing she wanted. They’d never, ever see her as an equal if they could pin her down and ride her like a bitch dog.
The alarm woke Keri at nine. She slapped it off and rolled out of bed naked. She always slept naked. She liked the freedom of movement, didn’t want her arms and legs restricted beneath the sheets.
She ran a hand through her hair, then brushed it a little. Since she was going to the beach, it didn’t make much sense to put much time into it. She grabbed her bathing suit out of the drawer and stepped into it.
It was a one piece. Her breasts were too big to wear a bikini without every guy on the beach ogling her continuously. She slipped the straps of the green bathing suit over her shoulders and looked at herself in the mirror. The one piece was typical enough. It covered her chest completely, but was very high cut at the thigh, and revealed almost all of her buttocks in back. She didn’t mind guys staring at her ass. All the girls would be dressed in similar outfits. Besides, it would take their eyes off her tits.
She pulled on a pair of tight jeans and a over large shirt, then grabbed her the bag with her stuff, beach towel, lotion, sunglasses, etc. She walked out into the hall and tossed her bag on the table by the kitchen, then went in and made herself some toast.
As she was munching on it, Joe came in. He looked at her strangely again. She wondered what that was all about, but then turned and searched the cupboards for the cereal. This being Saturday, the guys were on their own. Her dad had agreed that she didn’t have to make breakfast, lunch, or supper on weekends.
“What’re you doing up?” he asked.
“Going to the beach.”
“Oh, yeah. With who?”
“Amy and Lauren.”
“That Lauren’s a cute little chick.”
“I’ll tell her you said so. I’m sure she’ll be delighted.”
“Don’t be a little smart ass.”
“Can’t help it — I’m so smart.”
“Yeah, right.” He watched her ass in the tight jeans as she wandered out of the kitchen.
She and her friends searched carefully before finding just the exact right spot to set down their things. It was close enough to a group of cute guys to keep an eye on them but not too close that it would look like they cared.
Amy slipped off the mini-dress she was wearing, revealing an itsy bitsy blue bikini that had a thong bottom splitting her lovely white ass cheeks apart.
Lauren was wearing a too-small black bikini that crushed her big breasts and flattened them out to the sides making them look bigger than they were. Lauren was short, shorter than Amy even. She had a thin body, but good curves and a gorgeous, dreamy face that immediately caught the boys’ eyes. She had silky red hair that slid down her back and surrounded her pert face. High cheekbones framed a thin, grecian nose below deep grey eyes.
The three of them carefully settled themselves and began applying their suntan lotion as the boys eyed them interestedly.
Amy offered to help Lauren put on hers and then knelt in front of her, bent over with her naked ass towards the watching boys.
“Cocktease,” Keri grinned.
“You aren’t the only one that can give guys boners,” Amy sniffed with a smile.
“You two are both sluts,” Lauren sighed, putting on her dark, reflective sunglasses.
“Didn’t I see you with your face in Donny Dutton’s lap at the party last week?” Amy taunted.
“Up yours!” Lauren said, dismissively.
Amy and Keri grinned at each other.
“You guys ever wonder about what the guys are thinking of you?” Keri asked.
“All the time,” Amy said, grinning.
“I mean, like, what’s going on in their heads?”
“They’re undressing us with their eyes, of course,” Lauren said.
“No, no. Well, that too, but I mean, like… You know, fantasizing about you.”
“You mean thinking about fucking us?”
“Yeah, like, do they jerk-off to some fantasy of you, like fucking you on a desert island or something.”
“You have the weirdest thoughts, Keri,” Lauren sighed.
“No, but it’s true isn’t it?” Keri persisted. “I mean, everyone jerks off right? I jerked off a few days ago thinking about Tony fucking me.”
“You fucked Tony?!” Amy gasped.
“No, no. I just thought about what it would be like.”
“So what?” Lauren asked.
“Don’t you ever wonder if they do that about us?”
“I never thought about it,” Amy said, puzzled. “I suppose they do.”
Lauren nodded, thinking. “I mean… they do it, right? They must think about girls while they do it, and some of them would be us probably.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Amy huffed.
“It’s like this,” Keri explained, “Suppose there’s this boy in school, in one of your classes, right, and he likes you a lot.”
“So?”
“So, suppose he goes home and takes a shower. And suppose he jerks off. Does he run this fantasy about you while he does it? I mean, does he think about you on your hands and knees sucking him off, and all kinds of other things?”
“That’s disgusting!” Amy said, crinkling up her face.
“True, though,” Lauren said. “It’s like, you could be the star of some awful, bizarre porn movie every night, only it’s in some boy’s mind instead of on film.”
“It could be some boy you see every single day, and hardly know except to say ‘hi’ to. You could come in in the morning and say ‘Hi,’ and he says ‘Hi,’ and for all you know he was fantasizing about tying you up and raping the hell out of you just that morning.” Keri mused.
“Gross!” Amy squealed.
“But it’s true. In fact,” said Lauren, “probably every single boy in school does it. You’ve probably been screwed silly by a whole bunch of guys, maybe like those guys right there.” Lauren pointed across at the group of boys.
“Maybe one of them is thinking about it right now. See that guy with the long blonde hair staring at us? Maybe he’s day-dreaming right now. Maybe he has one of us down on our backs, naked, spreadeagled…” Her voice trailed off.
“I’m getting horny,” Keri sighed.
“Me too,” Lauren giggled.
“I think you’re both sick,” Amy snapped. She was still kneeling with her ass towards the boys behind her.
“Well, if he’s thinking that, it’s probably about you, Amy. He’s probably imagining you without your suit. That wouldn’t be hard the way you’re kneeling.”
“He’s probably kneeling behind you right now, pumping away,” Lauren taunted.
Amy quickly swivelled around, sitting on her heels and glaring at the boys. “Quit it, you guys,” she complained.
“I thought you liked being a cockteaser,” Lauren snickered.
“Well, yeah, but… It’s just weird to think about some guys thinking things like that about you.”
“They do. You think about fucking them too, especially when you jerk off.”
“I don’t… do that,” she finished, embarrassed.
“Liar!” Lauren and Keri both said.
“Everyone does, and you think about them naked when you do, don’t you?” Keri teased. “Who do you fantasize about when you do it?”
“Stop it! God, you two… How am I supposed to look any boy in the face any more, wondering that?” she complained.
“I asked Mike Allan whether he did or not,” Keri confided.
“You did?” Amy gasped. “You actually asked him if he dreamed about fucking you?”
“It was after I’d fucked him,” Keri said, grinning.
“What did he say?” Lauren asked.
“He said that for a while he jerked-off while he dreamed about fucking me, and did it every night and every morning. He dreamed once that he bought me as a slave and owned me.”
“What a sicko!” Amy gasped.
“He dreamed he was an Arab Sheik and owned me as a slave and kept me naked all the time.”
“Mmmmmmm. I’m really getting horny!” Lauren sighed.
“I’m getting sick!” Amy said.
“Oh, stop being so virginal,” Keri sighed.
“I’m not a virgin!”
“Liar!” Lauren sniffed. “Everyone knows your a virgin.”
“I am not!”
“Who did you every fuck?” Lauren demanded.
“None of your business!”
“Ha!” Lauren sniffed.
“Right!” Keri laughed. “My little sister probably knows more about sex than you.”
She was standing, actually half sitting against the kitchen counter, waiting for her muffins to finish heating up in the oven. It had been a long day and she was tired. They’d won the game with Markham, but she hadn’t played as great a part as she’d thought she would. Maybe she WAS too short.
Mark came into the room for a beer. He glanced at her, then looked again carefully. “What you doing here, squirt?”
“Waiting for my muffin.”
“Got a bun in the oven, huh?” he grinned.
“Ha, ha.”
He opened the fridge and pulled out a cold beer. He watched her surreptitiously, his eyes sliding over her breasts and her legs. She had a dynamite little figure, he thought. Why had he never realized that before? Maybe it was that accidental sight of Keri jerking off that had brought the realization to him that his little sisters were girls, sexual creatures such as he’d preyed upon since he was twelve.
She turned and went over to the stove, then opened it and leaned over to grab her muffins one by one.
He stared at her ass, and the dark spot between her legs where her cunt lay. He imagined jamming a hard prick in there, then shook his head and left the room. What was with him anyway? She was just a kid! So was Keri! Of course, he’d fucked girls younger than them, but that was when he was younger. So what? he thought savagely. Why should they be off limits to him because of that?
Because, a dull voice answered, they’re your sisters. He flopped down on the chesterfield, his eyes looking towards the hall and the kitchen. And what if they were? They were broads weren’t they? They were cunt meat, fuck holes, pussys, twats, burgers, whores, holes, tight little asses ready for meat.
He swallowed several mouthfuls from the bottle, hoping it would cool his heat. He wondered if either of them had fucked someone. Were they virgins? His mind spun through a foggy image of Keri getting fucked by some guy — after watching her masturbate yesterday, it wasn’t a reach.
The image shifted to Jody. In it, he saw her on her back as he had seen Keri the other day, her legs spread and a guy over her. The guy was him.
He looked up as Jody came out of the kitchen with a plate of muffins and his eyes followed her across the hall until she disappeared.
*****
“What are you doing here?” she groaned.
“I want to fuck you, baby,” he panted, leaning forward and pushing his hand between her legs.
She tried to close them but his hand was in there firmly.
“Daddyyyyy,” she whined, “I have to go to sleep. I have a test tomorrow.”
“This won’t take long,” he sighed. He gripped her ankle, pulling her around sideways. He spread her legs, sliding her ass towards the side of the bed. He stood up and leaned forward. He grabbed the waistband of her panties and slid them downward over her hips, down her legs and off.
Then he was on her, crushing her into the bed, his body covering hers completely as his mouth came down on against her lips. His hard cock pressed against her belly, crushed between them as he humped her. His hand slid down her side, against her buttock, squeezing it as they rolled from side to side. He grabbed his cock and pushed it against her cunt, then rose up and slowly sank it down into her.
Both of them groaned as his thick girth pushed her cunt wide and slid down the length of her tight silky cunt tube. He started to fuck hard into her, his hands pawing her breasts, caressing her hair. He pulled her hair, jerking her head to one side as his tongue rammed into her mouth. His ass rose and fell furiously as he drove his cock in and out of her box with relentless fury. Her tight slit squeezed his prick as it slid in and out. He grabbed her head in both hands and pressed his mouth against hers with bruising force.
*****
Strange sounds coming from Jody’s room stopped him in his tracks.
He turned toward the door and pressed his ear against it. It sounded like moaning and groaning. He felt his pecker harden. He shook his head in amazement. Was Jody jerking off in there? He heard the springs on her bed bouncing and his cock stiffened even more. Boy, she must be really getting into it in there.
The door had a lock, but it was one of those bedroom locks, the kind with the little round hole in the doorknob that would open the lock if some little kid got stuck or something. He opened the closet and pulled out a hanger, then straightened the end. The hall was dark and he had to carefully slide the tip of the hanger around on the doorknob before finding the hole by feel. It slid in and pressed against the lockbar.
There was no sound as he slowly turned the handle and slid the door open a crack.
To his surprise, the light was on in her room. He peered in and barely held back a yelp of surprise. Jody wasn’t alone in there! He instantly recognized his father as the big man humping down into Jody. His father’s hairy ass rose and fell atop the small girl as he drove his prick down into her cunt.
Before yesterday, he would have rushed in and attacked him. Now, he felt his cock go rigid in his underwear as he watched the lewd spectacle of his father pounding his cock into his sister’s box.
He couldn’t see much of Jody beneath his father’s body, but he saw her hands rubbing against his father’s ass and back and saw her legs go up around his body. Jody was humping back to meet his father’s thrusts and her moans were the noises that had attracted his attention.
Then the lovers rolled over and Jody was on top. She sat up, her knees on either side of his hips as he lay beneath her. Her hands were flat on his belly as his came up and cupped hers tightly. He couldn’t see her tits because her back was to him, but he saw her delightful little ass cheeks, and then she started to hump up and down.
He saw his dad’s cock appear as his sister rose upward. It was humongous! Mark had thought his cock was big but his father’s put him to shame.
He watched as Jody leaned forward and gave him a perfect view of her cunt with that fat cock sticking into it. Then she was sinking down on it with a delighted groan of pleasure, taking the long length of it up into her cunt pit. She started to bounce up and down on the cock, mewling with pleasure like a happy child. Her buttocks slapped down on his dad’s thighs as he began to thrust up into her.
Mark’s hand went into his underwear and grabbed his cock, which exploded immediately but did not soften. He watched Jody bouncing up and down wildly for long minutes. His dad grabbed her then, hauling her chest down against his and grabbing her ass with his other hand.
Mark was looking straight down the crack of her ass, watching as his dad’s cock slid in and out of Jody’s fuckhole. They rolled over again, his dad grabbing Jody’s legs and throwing them back against her chest. He shoved her ankles up by her head and rose into a stiff position above her. Then he started to jerk his hips, humping in and out of her crotch hole as he held her open beneath him. His ass hammered furiously, driving his cock into Jody with what must have been painful speed.
Mark found himself following the strokes with his own hand on his cock, urging him on, urging him to go faster, to fuck her harder.
“Give it to her!” he whispered. “Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!” It was a near silent cadence as he jerked off to the sight of Jody being skewered by his dad’s big cock.
Jody suddenly cried out and began thrashing on the bed. He watched her cumming around his dad’s cock, entranced at the sight. His dad continued to pound down into her, squashing her beneath him as he slammed into her again and again. Then he groaned and collapsed on top of her. He lay there unmoving for several seconds, then rolled off her, letting her unbend.
Mark stared at his sister’s naked body as it lay almost spreadeagled on the bed. His father grabbed his underwear from the floor and pulled it on with his back to the door.
Mark dared not delay any more. He closed the door and sped down the hall to his room, closing the door just as he heard Jody’s door opening. He listened to the sound of his father’s footsteps going down the hall, then heard his door close. His face was flushed and he was sweating. The images he’d witnessed raced through his mind.
He wasn’t, for some reason, shocked that his father would fuck Jody. Oh, he was surprised that his father had a sex life, as most children were. He’d never thought about his old man fucking anyone before, not even his mother, so that was kind of a weird thing to witness. He didn’t hold it against him for fucking Jody though. He envied him, in fact, and tried to figure out how he could get in on it.
If Jody would fuck his dad, surely she would let him into her pants, too. Hell, he was a lot better looking than the old man. He might not be as well hung, but he could fill her little box okay.
Then his thoughts shifted to Keri. Was the old man fucking her, too? His cock pulsed at the idea.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
He jumped at Joe’s voice.
The lights went on and Joe sat up in bed glaring at him.
“Nothing!” he gasped.
“Bullshit! You look like you seen a ghost.”
“No, no.”
“Hell, make that a girl ghost,” Joe grinned, noting his brother’s hard-on.
Mark reddened and glared back, then he ran across and sat down on the edge of his bed and looked across the small space of floor that separated the two.
“You know what I saw?”
“What?”
“I saw Jody.”
“What about her.”
“You’re not gonna believe this.”
“Don’t tell me. Let me guess. You saw her jerking off.”
“No. I saw the old man fucking her.”
“What!?”
“I was walking back from the john when I heard this moaning and groaning coming from her room. So I got a hanger and popped the lock and peaked inside. The light was on and there was the old man humping away like a freaking sex maniac.”
“You’re full of shit.”
“No I ain’t shittin’ you, man. I saw what I saw,” he shook his head. “You should have seen it. She was goin’ nuts too! You should see her body, it’s fucking nice.”
“Jody?!”
“No shit, man. She’s got a nice pair of tits with tiny little pink nipples. You should have seen the old man sucking them. She’s got a nice ass and a gorgeous little beaver.”
“Wow!” Joe sighed, dazed.
“She’s a hot little pussy, man.”
“And the old man was porkin’ her?!”
“That’s what I said!”
“Horny old bastard!” he breathed.
“Tell me about it,” Mark said, “The thing is…” he lowered his voice, “I wonder if there’s some way we can get in on it.”
Joe looked at him strangely, then appeared to think about it. “I’d rather fuck Keri — what a fuckin’ body!”
“Yeah, but we don’t even know if she fucks or not.”
“Yeah. If Jody’s that much of a whore she’ll let the old man fuck her, she shouldn’t object if we do her now and then.”
“Be convenient, having her right here with us.”
“Wouldn’t have to jerk off no more!” Joe snickered.
“Yeah.”
*****
She sighed to herself, the sound loud in the small room. She hated it when he did that. She hated it when he touched her. Sometimes she thought she’d like to kill the perverted bastard. Sometimes she thought she ought to kill herself.
It wasn’t so much that he fucked her. It was that he so totally subjugated her. She spent all her time trying to prove she could do anything a boy could do, that she was as tough, as fast, as smart, as cool as any boy, that she was as good as a boy. Her father ripped all that away from her and turned her back into a low, slutty, cock-loving female. He pumped his big cock in her and made her cry out in pleasure, made her body pulse with joy, made her crave more and more of what he did to her. He took her independence and strength and pride away and made her a mewling, whining, grovelling whore.
How she hated her body for its weakness and betrayal. Were all girls like her? Could a cock so utterly control every woman? Was it her destiny to be a stupid sheep-like female, bleating in joy whenever some guy stuck his prick into her?
Maybe, she thought, it was just her dad. Maybe it was some power he held over her. After all, not many girls got fucked by their dads. Maybe it would be different with some other guy. Maybe she’d be able to hold her own with them like she did in everything else.
She turned off the lights, thinking about how she’d find that out. The guys who were her friends would no doubt be glad to oblige, but that was the last thing she wanted. They’d never, ever see her as an equal if they could pin her down and ride her like a bitch dog.
*****
She ran a hand through her hair, then brushed it a little. Since she was going to the beach, it didn’t make much sense to put much time into it. She grabbed her bathing suit out of the drawer and stepped into it.
It was a one piece. Her breasts were too big to wear a bikini without every guy on the beach ogling her continuously. She slipped the straps of the green bathing suit over her shoulders and looked at herself in the mirror. The one piece was typical enough. It covered her chest completely, but was very high cut at the thigh, and revealed almost all of her buttocks in back. She didn’t mind guys staring at her ass. All the girls would be dressed in similar outfits. Besides, it would take their eyes off her tits.
She pulled on a pair of tight jeans and a over large shirt, then grabbed her the bag with her stuff, beach towel, lotion, sunglasses, etc. She walked out into the hall and tossed her bag on the table by the kitchen, then went in and made herself some toast.
As she was munching on it, Joe came in. He looked at her strangely again. She wondered what that was all about, but then turned and searched the cupboards for the cereal. This being Saturday, the guys were on their own. Her dad had agreed that she didn’t have to make breakfast, lunch, or supper on weekends.
“What’re you doing up?” he asked.
“Going to the beach.”
“Oh, yeah. With who?”
“Amy and Lauren.”
“That Lauren’s a cute little chick.”
“I’ll tell her you said so. I’m sure she’ll be delighted.”
“Don’t be a little smart ass.”
“Can’t help it — I’m so smart.”
“Yeah, right.” He watched her ass in the tight jeans as she wandered out of the kitchen.
*****
Amy slipped off the mini-dress she was wearing, revealing an itsy bitsy blue bikini that had a thong bottom splitting her lovely white ass cheeks apart.
Lauren was wearing a too-small black bikini that crushed her big breasts and flattened them out to the sides making them look bigger than they were. Lauren was short, shorter than Amy even. She had a thin body, but good curves and a gorgeous, dreamy face that immediately caught the boys’ eyes. She had silky red hair that slid down her back and surrounded her pert face. High cheekbones framed a thin, grecian nose below deep grey eyes.
The three of them carefully settled themselves and began applying their suntan lotion as the boys eyed them interestedly.
Amy offered to help Lauren put on hers and then knelt in front of her, bent over with her naked ass towards the watching boys.
“Cocktease,” Keri grinned.
“You aren’t the only one that can give guys boners,” Amy sniffed with a smile.
“You two are both sluts,” Lauren sighed, putting on her dark, reflective sunglasses.
“Didn’t I see you with your face in Donny Dutton’s lap at the party last week?” Amy taunted.
“Up yours!” Lauren said, dismissively.
Amy and Keri grinned at each other.
“You guys ever wonder about what the guys are thinking of you?” Keri asked.
“All the time,” Amy said, grinning.
“I mean, like, what’s going on in their heads?”
“They’re undressing us with their eyes, of course,” Lauren said.
“No, no. Well, that too, but I mean, like… You know, fantasizing about you.”
“You mean thinking about fucking us?”
“Yeah, like, do they jerk-off to some fantasy of you, like fucking you on a desert island or something.”
“You have the weirdest thoughts, Keri,” Lauren sighed.
“No, but it’s true isn’t it?” Keri persisted. “I mean, everyone jerks off right? I jerked off a few days ago thinking about Tony fucking me.”
“You fucked Tony?!” Amy gasped.
“No, no. I just thought about what it would be like.”
“So what?” Lauren asked.
“Don’t you ever wonder if they do that about us?”
“I never thought about it,” Amy said, puzzled. “I suppose they do.”
Lauren nodded, thinking. “I mean… they do it, right? They must think about girls while they do it, and some of them would be us probably.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Amy huffed.
“It’s like this,” Keri explained, “Suppose there’s this boy in school, in one of your classes, right, and he likes you a lot.”
“So?”
“So, suppose he goes home and takes a shower. And suppose he jerks off. Does he run this fantasy about you while he does it? I mean, does he think about you on your hands and knees sucking him off, and all kinds of other things?”
“That’s disgusting!” Amy said, crinkling up her face.
“True, though,” Lauren said. “It’s like, you could be the star of some awful, bizarre porn movie every night, only it’s in some boy’s mind instead of on film.”
“It could be some boy you see every single day, and hardly know except to say ‘hi’ to. You could come in in the morning and say ‘Hi,’ and he says ‘Hi,’ and for all you know he was fantasizing about tying you up and raping the hell out of you just that morning.” Keri mused.
“Gross!” Amy squealed.
“But it’s true. In fact,” said Lauren, “probably every single boy in school does it. You’ve probably been screwed silly by a whole bunch of guys, maybe like those guys right there.” Lauren pointed across at the group of boys.
“Maybe one of them is thinking about it right now. See that guy with the long blonde hair staring at us? Maybe he’s day-dreaming right now. Maybe he has one of us down on our backs, naked, spreadeagled…” Her voice trailed off.
“I’m getting horny,” Keri sighed.
“Me too,” Lauren giggled.
“I think you’re both sick,” Amy snapped. She was still kneeling with her ass towards the boys behind her.
“Well, if he’s thinking that, it’s probably about you, Amy. He’s probably imagining you without your suit. That wouldn’t be hard the way you’re kneeling.”
“He’s probably kneeling behind you right now, pumping away,” Lauren taunted.
Amy quickly swivelled around, sitting on her heels and glaring at the boys. “Quit it, you guys,” she complained.
“I thought you liked being a cockteaser,” Lauren snickered.
“Well, yeah, but… It’s just weird to think about some guys thinking things like that about you.”
“They do. You think about fucking them too, especially when you jerk off.”
“I don’t… do that,” she finished, embarrassed.
“Liar!” Lauren and Keri both said.
“Everyone does, and you think about them naked when you do, don’t you?” Keri teased. “Who do you fantasize about when you do it?”
“Stop it! God, you two… How am I supposed to look any boy in the face any more, wondering that?” she complained.
“I asked Mike Allan whether he did or not,” Keri confided.
“You did?” Amy gasped. “You actually asked him if he dreamed about fucking you?”
“It was after I’d fucked him,” Keri said, grinning.
“What did he say?” Lauren asked.
“He said that for a while he jerked-off while he dreamed about fucking me, and did it every night and every morning. He dreamed once that he bought me as a slave and owned me.”
“What a sicko!” Amy gasped.
“He dreamed he was an Arab Sheik and owned me as a slave and kept me naked all the time.”
“Mmmmmmm. I’m really getting horny!” Lauren sighed.
“I’m getting sick!” Amy said.
“Oh, stop being so virginal,” Keri sighed.
“I’m not a virgin!”
“Liar!” Lauren sniffed. “Everyone knows your a virgin.”
“I am not!”
“Who did you every fuck?” Lauren demanded.
“None of your business!”
“Ha!” Lauren sniffed.
“Right!” Keri laughed. “My little sister probably knows more about sex than you.”
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