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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I am NOT the author. I don't have the talent to write these
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Daughter's Hot Home Movies
By Don Scott
Chapter 1
For Symphony Baker life was one beautiful game that she
played at. Her father had built an empire out of a small lumber
company. Her mother was the queen of the social circles. And
Symphony enjoyed the wealth she had with the kind of lust that one
wouldn't normally associate with such a young woman. But Symphony
wasn't a normal woman by any measure. Her body turned every man's
head when she walked by, and Symphony knew it.
She was young and sexy and appreciated the attention and
affection of dozens of men.
Symphony's body wasn't the only thing about her that appealed
to men. She also possessed an extraordinary mind and was capable
of calculating vast figures in her head when other people were
busy tapping at adding machines. Symphony was one of those rare
women of brains and beauty, determined to live life to the
fullest.
In the hot summer afternoon, Symphony felt her cunt tingle
pleasantly. Somehow it always tingled, particularly during the
afternoons and late evenings. Those were the two times during the
day that she really needed a strong cock to satisfy her strong,
lusty needs. Symphony's body--her tits swelling out to a full
thirty-eight inches, her waist narrowing to a mouth-watering
twenty-three inches, her hips flaring out to thirty-six inches--
had little goose bumps all over it. Her hair, jet black and
hanging to her ass, swayed as she pranced about the room.
"Got to find someone," Symphony murmured, looking around her
bedroom, wondering where she could go to find a hard cock to fill
her mouth. She was dressed in her usual at-home apparel: black
silk panties, black silk hose with matching lace garter belt and a
lacy bra. Seldom did she wear anything more than that at home.
When her parents were around she would put on a robe, but that was
the only concession she made. Silk, she would confide to her
mother, made her skin feel like it was continually being caressed
by a man's gentle touches.
Symphony flipped the switch on her stereo system and
instantly the room was filled with a popular rock song. A voice,
hoarse and sexy, spilled out the words: "If you want my body and
you think I'm sexy, come on ..."
Symphony's incredible mind was particularly tuned to
electronics and engineering. Her bedroom reflected her interests
in both sex and electronics. Large speakers were suspended in all
four corners of the room. Tucked into the wall was a television
that she had rigged up to work off remote control. She pushed in
a cassette in the specialized system and pushed the remote
control. Soon, on the screen of her television, an image became
clear. A young woman, looking vaguely like Symphony, was lying on
a bed. Also on the bed were three young men who were eagerly
feeding her their cocks.
As Symphony watched the television, her fingers crept under
her panties, slithering through her thick, curly bush. She
scratched her clit with her long, red-painted fingernails as she
stared intently at the screen.
The young woman was on her back with one man kneeling between
her legs. His cock, big and hard, was gliding smoothly into her
snatch. Squatting on both sides of the woman's head were the
other two men. She held their cocks in her hands, first taking
one cock into her mouth, then the other. Symphony watched the
look of sheer passion on the woman's face and her mouth started to
water. She needed to suck a cock and that was all there was to
it.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Symphony moaned, sticking her middle finger
between her pussy lips, feeling the warmth of her body spreading
into her limbs. She watched as the woman's lips stretched over
the round cockhead. The actress didn't move her head. Instead,
she allowed the man to fuck her face, shoving his cock between her
lips, filling her mouth completely before pulling back.
In Symphony's mind, the woman on the screen was actually
herself. She envisioned the three men pushing their cocks into
her cunt and mouth, envisioned wrapping her slender fingers around
their pricks and guiding them to her hot, wet lips. She fingered
her snatch faster and sucked on the middle finger of her other
hand as if it were a tiny, slender cock.
On the screen the dark-haired actress was really going at it.
She was mouthing a cock as though it was an expensive steak and
she was famished. Her lips puffed out, sliding along the
quivering shank as the man pulled his prick from her mouth, then
puckered inward as he jammed his cock hack into her.
The actor ramming his cock into her twat was thrashing
feverishly between her upraised, parted thighs. His meat slammed
full length into her snatch so deeply that his balls, heavy with
come, slapped against her ass. Then suddenly the man pulled his
cock from her cunt and began pounding on his reddish meat. A
moment later several streaks of come splashed on the woman's
stomach, leaving white, sticky lines of cream from her tits to her
curly cunt hairs.
The woman's eyes were closed and her mouth open as the
remaining two actors whacked on their cocks. She fondled their
nuts, urging them to give her the jism.
"Give it to me," Symphony whispered, stabbing two fingers
into her cunt. "Give me your come!"
On the screen the woman was still waiting for her come
shower. And she didn't have to wait long. First one man came,
aiming his cockhead at her face as several powerful blasts of come
erupted from his balls. The spunk hit the actress on the cheek
and trickled down the side of her face to mingle in her hair.
Blast after blast shot against the side of her face and over her
lips. Even before his balls had been completely emptied, the last
actor came. His jism, extremely thick, spurting out in blobs,
covered the actress' face.
Symphony dropped to her knees, still fingering her pussy, as
she watched the woman's face getting creamed. She gasped for air,
her long, silken hair swirling around her shoulders, caressing her
distended nipples. The scene was just too erotic for her
computer-like mind, and she, too, climaxed. Clear love juice
spewed from her cunt, coating her beating hand.
On the screen the woman was still fingering the men's balls.
Long lines of come covered her face, one stream going across her
nose before trickling down to her ear, another ran from her cheek
over her lips. Symphony gasped when the woman licked her lips and
smeared the come around her face, using the men's cocks to stir
the thick mixture around.
Symphony pulled her fingers from her cunt and licked the
salty juices off her hand. Although she had just come, she was
still horny. Fingering herself wasn't enough to satisfy her
urgent needs. She still wanted a cock to fill her mouth and give
her a belly full of come.
She got unsteadily to her feet, pulling her panties up from
her thighs, and shut off the music and the television. Walking to
her clothes closet, she selected a wrap-around dress made of some
synthetic material that hugged her body tightly and hid nothing.
It tied at her waist and, by untying the knot, opened up
completely, exposing her body.
"I've got to find me a cock," she whispered, putting on the
dress and stepping into a pair of high-heeled shoes.
* * *
Jack Baker leaned back in his chair and looked about his
office. Yeah, he had come a long way in a short time. Just ten
years earlier he had been an employee of the lumber company he now
owned. Once he had worked with his back, now he used his mind to
make his money.
Though he was forty-five, his body was lean and sinewy, not
having gotten soft from sitting at a desk. Almost every day he
jogged three miles, and he regularly did a hundred push-ups in the
morning to keep his muscles bulging in his shirt.
Jack had everything he wanted now. But there was still a
fire in him, still a special ambition. The older he got, the more
Jack lusted for younger women. When he was thirty, women his own
age were fine. But as he slipped into his forties, Jack began to
lust for women in their early twenties, even late teens. Rebecca,
his wife, had the body of a twenty-year-old, but she no longer
turned him on like she once had. At thirty-four, she suddenly
became commonplace in his mind. He had fucked her so many times
that he knew every curve of her body.
Jack's mind was buzzing with thoughts of svelte young bodies
when he heard the high-pitched beep. Angrily he pushed the
intercom button.
"Yes?"
"Mister Baker, the woman is here," his secretary said.
"What woman?"
"The one applying for the inventory position, sir," the
secretary replied. "You were going to interview her for the job."
Jack's mind clicked back into a professional mode again and
he was angry with himself for thinking about fucking during
business hours. After all, he hadn't built a lumber empire by
fucking when he should have been working.
"Send her in," he said, leaning back in his chair and
lighting a long, thick cigar.
When a beautiful young woman entered, Jack's cock immediately
started to get hard. The job applicant had blonde hair, cut
short, combed back in the wind-blown look. Her body was compact,
medium-sized tits, a nicely rounded ass and narrow waist. She had
the body of an athlete and Jack liked that.
"Hello, sir," she said, standing in front of his desk. Jack
shook her hand without standing. If he got up, she would surely
see the bulge in his pants and he didn't want that--at least not
yet.
"Have a seat," Jack said, pointing to a chair. "What's your
name?"
"Cindy, Mister Baker." She crossed her legs and Jack noticed
how slender her thighs were. Even in a pants suit, Cindy's fine
features were visible to the experienced girl-watcher.
Jack asked her several questions, which she answered quickly
and without excessive chatter. She needed employment during her
summer break from college. Though she had no previous experience
in inventory work, she was good with figures, she assured Jack.
"Do you realize that everyone working in the yard is a man?"
Jack said, his eyes taking in the faint swell of her tits beneath
her suit coat. "When you go out there, you can almost guarantee
that you'll hear a lot of swearing, and more than one compromising
statement or two."
"Yes, sir, I realize that." Her blue eyes flickered concern.
She felt uncomfortable talking about that sort of thing with a man
she had just met.
"There are going to be men out there who'll ask you to fuck
them," Jack said. He was pleased when he saw her take in a gulp
of air and hold it. She was shocked by his statement and that's
exactly what he wanted. "Other men might ask you to suck their
cocks until they come in your mouth. Do you think you can handle
that?"
"I'm not exactly sure I know what you mean, sir."
"How badly do you want this job, Cindy?"
"Very badly, sir. It's difficult finding part time work just
for the summer. And this job pays quite well ... considering."
"Yes, it does. And if you want the job, you're going to have
to realize that I'm the boss. You'll take orders from me without
question, and follow them carefully or else you're out on your ass
in a second."
"Does that mean I've got the job?"
"Yes ... provided you play your cards right." Jack took a
puff of his cigar and kicked his feet up on the desk. Cindy's
eyes immediately went to his throbbing erection that strained
against his pants, almost begging to be freed. Jack smiled at
Cindy. "Stand up and come over here."
Cindy got to her feet and walked around the desk so that she
faced Jack. Her knees were trembling slightly and she tried not
to look at his groin. She knew what was coming and was prepared
for it. She needed this job to continue her education and
whatever Jack asked her to do, she was willing to.
"Take my cock out," Jack commanded, putting his feet on the
floor. "Get down on your knees and take my cock out." Cindy
summoned up all her courage, but hesitated. "Do it now or walk
right out of this office and don't ever come back."
Cindy slowly dropped to her knees between Jack's spread legs.
With trembling fingers she found the tab of his zipper and tugged
it down. His cock sprang out instantly.
"Oh!" Cindy gasped, looking at the long, hard pole of meat.
A thick vein ran along the underside of the cock and Cindy could
see Jack's pulse pounding through it.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty, sir."
"I think you know what you're supposed to do, don't you?"
"Yes, sir."
Cindy grabbed Jack's cock and began to stroke it slowly,
without putting a lot of pressure on his hard cock. She ran her
fingers up and down his eight-inch cock until a small drop of come
formed at the slitted tip.
"Look at that, Cindy. Doesn't that look delicious?" Jack
said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Wouldn't you like to
taste that come?"
She looked at him with wild, frightened eyes. This wasn't
exactly what she had expected. She stared at the cock in her
hand, feeling it throb powerfully as her fingers worked slowly up
and down. The cock's heat seemed to go through her palm,
spreading throughout her body. No, Cindy never thought it would
be anything like this at all.
Jack put his hands on both sides of Cindy's face, feeling her
hair between his fingers. He liked the way her hair swept
backward, knowing that he would be able to watch his dick sink
into her mouth without those golden locks getting in the way. He
pushed her face down until his drooling cockhead was just an inch
from her lips.
"Now suck it, Cindy. Suck it good ... or forget having a
job."
Still Cindy hesitated. Could she suck cock? Sure, she had
fucked before. Plenty of times. She even had a boyfriend who
fucked her every Saturday night when they went to the drive-in
movies. But sucking cock? That was an entirely different matter.
Slowly she opened her mouth, her glistening lips ovaling as
she prepared to taste cockmeat for the first time. Jack,
impatient, suddenly pushed her head down. His fat cockhead
punched between her lips, stuffing her mouth. Cindy groaned low
in her throat and struggled briefly, but Jack held her fast. He
liked the look of fear on her face, particularly with his cock
buried several inches deep into her mouth.
"Yeahhhhhhh!" Jack hissed, watching the way her lips formed a
perfect circle around his shaft. "Suck my cock you little slut!"
When Jack released Cindy's head, she stayed motionless for a
long time, getting used to the taste of cock against her tongue.
Then, after deciding that she would and could do anything to get
the job, she slowly bobbed her head up and down. The glistening
knob of his prick slipped easily between her lips and Cindy
quickly learned to regulate her breathing while sucking cock When
she felt her prospective employer squirm in his chair, she knew
she was sucking his cock just right.
"Use your tongue," Jack gasped, feeling his balls begin to
tingle. "Use your tongue on my cock."
Cindy curled her fingers around the base of his shaft and
released his prick from her mouth. Looking up at Jack with her
beautiful blue eyes, she began flicking her tongue out against the
head. Her tongue danced here and there, scraping lightly around
the head and shaft.
Jack squeezed the arms of his chair, fighting to hold his
come as long as possible. But she was such a pretty girl, and so
young! Jack knew he couldn't hold off forever, but he wanted to
enjoy her hot mouth as long as possible.
When Cindy took his cockhead back into her mouth, Jack
trembled all over. He watched the way her lips moved over his
prick and it excited him more than anything he could remember in a
long, long time.
Cindy tightened her grasp of his cock and began to jerk his
meat while she sucked. Her hot, pink tongue swirled along the
cock's sensitive underside, and her lips kept a tight, slick hold
on the head. She began to get turned on by sucking Jack's cock,
even if she wouldn't admit it to herself. Her panties were
getting moist from cunt juice and she was throwing her head up and
down on his cock faster than before, now waiting eagerly to taste
his hot come.
"Yeah, cunt, suck that cock! Eat my meat, you little bitch!"
Jack cursed. Since his meteoric rise to power, he had become
thoroughly obsessed with telling people what to do. The power had
gone to his head and being in control of another person's life--or
at least their actions--was a big turn-on for him. "Mmmmmmmmmm!"
Cindy moaned, sucking hard on his fat prick.
"Do you want my come? Huh, cunt? Do you want me to blow my
nuts in your mouth?"
"Um-hmmmmmmm!" Cindy was able to groan out, pistoning even
faster on his cock. She reached between her legs and pressed her
palm against her cunt. It was so hot! She had never dreamed of
sucking cock before--always felt that it was something that only
naughty women did--but now she was getting horny by just having a
big, hard prick in her mouth.
And then, without warning, Jack pushed Cindy onto her ass.
She toppled backward, and he sprang out of his chair, his saliva-
slick prick sticking out from his pants.
"What's wrong? What did I do wrong?" Cindy gasped, her eyes
once again wide with fear.
Jack ignored her questions, intent only on sticking his cock
in her young cunt. He grabbed her belt and loosened it, then
unfastened her pants and pulled them down to her knees. Cindy
struggled weakly as Jack grabbed her panties and tore them off.
"Gonna fuck you now, bitch!" he said, grabbing her knees and
pushing them up so her legs rested on his shoulders. He saw her
hairy slit and puckered bunghole and wondered briefly if fucking
the young girl in the ass would be more enjoyable. Deciding that
she probably had never been cornholed before, and not wanting her
to scream and alert his secretary, he decided her cunt would be a
nice target for his cock.
Cindy's ass was tilted up as Jack bore into her, his fat
cockhead pushing between her pussy lips, then driving deep into
her. He held his hand over her mouth, silencing a groan as he
felt her twat tighten around his meat.
Once ... twice ... three times Jack pounded his meat into
her, then shivered and began to come. His jism erupted from his
balls like volcanic lava, filling her tight pussy. He slammed
into her, pushing her knees down against her tits while he buried
his dick into her hot, juicy hole.
"Grrrrrrrrrr!" Jack groaned as his balls released their
cream.
He reamed her pussy as he came, and once all his jism had
been released, he immediately pulled his dick from her cunt and
stood up.
"Now get my cock nice and clean," Jack demanded.
Cindy started to pull her pants up, then decided that
following Jack's orders immediately would be better. She got to
her knees and took his shrinking cock in her hand. Is smelt
faintly of pussy juice and come, but she opened her lips anyway
and buried it deep in her mouth, using her tongue to lick it
clean. Finally, when Jack's dick was soft, she let it slip from
her mouth.
"Put it back in," Jack sneered. "Stick my cock back in my
pants, then get the fuck out of here. I'll see you here tomorrow
at eight a.m. sharp!"
Cindy got to her feet and pulled her pants up. Jack, in his
haste to sink his prick in her cunt, had pulled her zipper apart,
ruining it. She felt dizzy, but his come was warming her insides
and that wasn't a bad feeling.
"Will you be fucking me again?" she asked quietly.
"I don't know yet. It all depends on how hard-up I get. Get
the fuck out of here."
* * *
Rebecca Baker was strung out. She needed to get laid more
than anything in the world. At thirty-four, she was at the height
of her sexuality and Rebecca needed a good fucking daily. But
Jack always seemed too busy to spend much time with her, and when
he came home from the lumber yard, he was always too tired to ram
his big prick into her cunt.
She watched the secondhand of the clock turn slowly. When it
was exactly noon, she went to the liquor cabinet and poured
herself three fingers of scotch. Maybe that would calm her jagged
nerves, she thought.
The liquor burned as it went down her throat, slowly soothing
her. In her mind's eye she could see Jack's body clearly. Every
muscle was visible to her. His cock was standing straight out
from his body, hard and proud, promising to drive her into sexual
oblivion. She adored his prick, worshipped it, loved to feel it,
suck it.
Rebecca slugged down the scotch, then poured herself another.
Something in her mind said that drinking in the afternoon was
wrong, but her need for cock overpowered her better judgment. If
she couldn't get fucked, booze would be the best outlet for her
frustrations, she figured.
When she heard the knock at the back door, Rebecca set her
drink down and went to answer it. She was happy to have some
diversion from thinking about her horny body. Maybe if she didn't
think about fucking so much, she wouldn't need it so badly.
At the back door was a young boy, holding several bags of
groceries. Rebecca opened the door and ushered him into the
kitchen.
"I'm sorry it took me so long," she said quickly taking in
the boy's body with her eyes. "I forgot that you were coming
today."
"That's okay, ma'am." The boy set the bags on the counter,
then let his arms hang at his sides. "Boy, those sure did get
heavy!"
"I'll bet," Rebecca said with a laugh. She looked at the boy
and liked what she saw. He was short and stocky, wearing faded
jeans that hugged his small ass. His hair was cut short and he
had a clean-scrubbed look to him. Innocent, Rebecca thought.
Young and innocent.
"Are you going to pay for these now, or should the store bill
you later?"
"Bill me later, okay?" Rebecca picked up her purse and
pulled out her billfold. She took out two dollars and handed it
to the boy. "Here's a little tip for you."
The boy took the money and tucked it in his pocket. He
wheeled around and left, leaving Rebecca standing there wishing
she had done something else. She watched the boy get on the
street and start to jog back to the store and a sinking feeling
took over her body.
"Hey!" she called out, not really sure what she was doing.
"Can you come back here?"
Rebecca's heart thumped in her chest as she watched the boy
run back to her.
"Yes?"
"Can you help me put the food away? Some of it goes on the
upper shelves and I want someone to hold me so I don't fall."
Rebecca knew it sounded like a feeble excuse to call him back, but
it was all she could think of. She opened the door. As the boy
stepped past her, Rebecca leaned forward slightly so that his
shoulder rubbed against her full tits.
"Maybe I should put the groceries up there," the boy said,
pulling a chair near the cupboard. "And you can just tell me
where everything goes."
The boy got up on the chair and Rebecca began handing him
various packages. Standing on the chair, his crotch was just
below face level for Rebecca and she didn't resist looking at the
swell of his cock beneath his Jeans.
"Just stay there a minute, will you?" Rebecca went to her
purse and extracted a twenty-dollar bill. Going back to the
delivery boy, she felt her mouth begin to water. "Here," she
said, tucking the twenty into his pocket.
"Gosh! What's that for?" the boy exclaimed.
"You get that if you just stand there and don't move. Don't
say a word. Don't do anything." Rebecca looked up at hint, her
eyes glassy with lust. "All you have to do is stand there until I
finish and not tell anyone what happened. Deal?"
"Well ... yeah ... sure thing, ma'am."
Rebecca grabbed the boy by the hips and turned him slightly
so he faced her, then she unbuckled his belt. When the boy
started to say something, Rebecca looked up at him, putting a
finger to her lips to silence him. The boy, a virgin, really
didn't understand what was happening and had no idea of what would
soon be happening to him.
Rebecca, her hands shaking, unbuckled the boy's belt, then
unsnapped his jeans. She pulled down his zipper slowly, like she
was opening a Christmas present, then peeled his tight jeans down
his legs until they were at his ankles. She grabbed the elastic
band of his underwear and pulled down slowly, moaning softly when
she finally got a look at his cock. His prick was soft and not
particularly large, but Rebecca knew that she could change that
quick enough.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked quietly.
"Hush," Rebecca said. She knew that Symphony was up in her
room and the last thing she wanted was for her daughter to hear
anything out of the ordinary. Rebecca took his cock, holding it
up with just her fingertips. She kissed the head. Almost
immediately she felt his prick twitch and begin to stretch her
lips. She licked circles around the head, feeling the young,
tender meat grow long and hard.
Rebecca turned her head to the side and licked the boy's nut
sac. In doing so, his cock rested against her cheek and she felt
its heat radiating throughout her body. Rebecca sucked one nut
into her mouth, basting it with her spit before giving his other
nut the same treatment. When she finally finished licking his
balls, she found his cock had grown to considerable size and
hardness.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Rebecca purred, curling her fingers around the
shank of his prick.
She cupped his balls in her other hand and squeezed them
while whacking softly on his shaft. Her lips were just inches
from the cockhead, and the sight of it was just too good to
resist. Suddenly she dove at the boy's cock, letting his cockhead
plunge deep into her hot mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned, working her tongue on the slick cock.
Rebecca held the cockhead between her lips, then fisted the shank
quickly, urging his balls to feed her their come. Releasing his
cock from her fist, she pushed forward again and took his prick
completely into her mouth. His cockhead was wedged tightly in her
throat and her nose was pressed into the boy's bushy pubic hair.
As Rebecca chewed on the base of the boy's cock, she gurgled
on the meat. Both she and the delivery boy had their eyes closed
and were completely unaware of anything going on around them.
Symphony heard the faint sounds coming from the kitchen and
she went to investigate. She froze in her tracks when she saw the
boy standing on a chair and her mother slowly tossing her head
back and forth over his cock. Symphony stepped back and peered
around the edge of the doorway, fascinated at the sight.
"Ohhhhhhh! I need your cock," Rebecca whispered, taking the
boy's prick from her mouth briefly before putting her lips to work
on the head. She bobbed her head, taking his prick full length
into her throat with each stroke. Symphony, an accomplished
cocksucker in her own right, was amazed at how much her mother
enjoyed sucking cock, and how she could take it into her throat.
Despite having sucked nearly three dozen cocks in her life,
Symphony had never learned the art of deep-throating.
Rebecca tightened her lips around the shank and put her
tongue to work. She could sense that the boy couldn't hold back
much longer. She gulped on his cock, taking it down her throat.
Holding a nut in each hand, she squeezed them tenderly and they
released their come right down her gullet. The boy's whole body
quivered as he climaxed, blowing his jism fiercely. Rebecca kept
his cock down her throat, feeling the head expanding even more as
jets of cream spurted out.
Then, having taken everything he had to give, Rebecca pulled
back slowly, squeezing the shank to get the last drop of his cream
from the tube. The drop of jism formed at the tip and she licked
it off, curling her tongue back in her mouth to savor its taste.
"Son of a bitch," she murmured, kissing the cockhead. "I
really needed that."
The boy was speechless. His head was spinning and he
worshipped Rebecca with the child-like reverence only a young boy
can have. Rebecca helped him jump off the chair and watched as he
pulled his pants back up and fastened them.
"When you come back next week," Rebecca said, reaching out
and squeezing the boy's cock through his pants, "I'll show you an
even better time. Next time we'll fuck and I'll show you how to
do it so every girl around will want you to fuck them silly."
Symphony was glad the soft carpet muffled the sound of her
three-inch heels as she climbed the stairs and went back to her
room. Watching her mother sucking cock had been one of the
sexiest things she had ever seen and her incredible mind was at
work, thinking up a plan to do something bizarre.
Symphony closed the door of her bedroom and took out the
video camera and the portable recorder that accompanied it. Then
she took out two suitcases and placed them on the bed. Slowly her
plans became clear in her mind.
Chapter 2
It was nearly five in the morning before Symphony finished
her project. She took a few steps away from the bed and inspected
her work. In one suitcase she had the camera; in the other was
the recording equipment. The camera shot through a hole cut in
the side of the suitcase and was held in place with Styrofoam.
Finally, entirely exhausted from her hours of work, Symphony
put the camera and other equipment away and crawled between the
cool sheets of her bed. With a sigh she closed her eyes and
didn't wake up until noon.
* * *
At the lumber yard that afternoon, Jack cursed frequently and
gave his secretary a long list of things to do. Cindy, his
inventory girl, hadn't shown up for work. Jack had dreamed of her
body all night and even turned Rebecca's daily offer of sex down.
He woke up to find his wife sucking lustily on his cock, her full,
tempting lips traveling full length up and down his hard meat. He
pushed her away and went to take a shower, leaving her sitting
naked on the bed, wondering just what the hell she could do to
quench the fire in her snatch.
While Symphony slept, her mother drove through the city
streets, looking for a suitable man to fuck her into blissful
oblivion. As it turned out, Rebecca was too picky for her own
good, and she never did get to caress a cock with her lips or
cunt.
Now they were all at the dinner table.
"Fucking little bitches!" Jack hissed. "That new girl I
hired to do the inventory didn't show up."
"Dear, don't get so upset," Rebecca said, pouring him a
second cup of coffee. "You'll find someone else."
"How the hell am I going to do that? I withdrew the help-
wanted ad from the paper." Jack stabbed a piece of roast with his
fork and chomped on it angrily. He looked at Rebecca and thought
briefly of sinking his dick into her pussy. She was a beautiful
woman, he had to admit that. But he now desired only younger
women, women who were just learning about sex and had tight young
cunts. In his anger, only a young girl could soothe his jagged
nerves.
"Relax, Daddy," Symphony said, giving his hand a slight pat.
"Everything will turn out just fine in the end. It always does
for you. You're a winner all the way."
Jack looked at Symphony and, for the first time in his life,
the thought of fucking her entered his mind. He looked at
Symphony and felt a familiar dull throbbing in his balls that told
him he needed to shoot a big load of come into a young girl's
body. Symphony's massive tits were tightly squeezed into a blouse
that looked two sizes too small. As she brought her hand up to
her mouth, Jack watched the way her tits bulged and jiggled. He
watched her full, moist lips part and her tongue flick out to take
the food off her fork. Would her mouth work as deftly on his
cock? The question haunted Jack and he didn't say another word
throughout the dinner.
While Symphony and Rebecca were busy cleaning up the kitchen,
Jack retired to his study to look over some technical papers
dealing with a proposed expansion to his lumber yard. He was
expecting his partner, Bob, to stop by to discuss the plans and
Jack wanted to be ready for him.
In the kitchen, Symphony was fighting with herself. She
wanted to tell her mother that she knew all about sucking off the
grocery delivery boy, but she just couldn't come right out and say
anything. Then, almost like someone else had asked the question,
the words came tumbling out of her mouth.
"I saw you yesterday," Symphony said. "I watched you sucking
the cock of that boy while he stood on the chair."
Rebecca wheeled around and faced her daughter. Her face was
ashen white and her hands were trembling.
"D-did you really?" Rebecca put a hand to her mouth, looking
at her daughter with horror.
"No, you don't need to worry about anything," Symphony said,
touching her mother's cheek and smiling like a friend rather than
a daughter. "I don't hate you for it. I'm just curious why you
did it, that's all."
After Rebecca finally got over the shock of having her own
daughter watching her suck a young boy's cock, she finally relaxed
enough to talk about the cock-sucking. Rebecca poured two glasses
of scotch and together they went into the sitting room as Jack's
partner Bob entered. Rebecca directed him to the study, then
returned, smiling mischievously.
"Don't you think Bob is kind of sexy?" Rebecca asked.
"Yes! Oh, yes!" Symphony answered, thinking about Bob's
tight ass and broad shoulders. "He's really my kind of man."
"You know, I really never thought of you as a young woman
before. Not until you told me what you saw. I guess now I should
look at you as a friend as well as a daughter."
"I'll consider you something more than just my mother, too."
Symphony sipped her scotch and her mind began to click away.
"What are you thinking about?"
"About you and Bob," Symphony said. "And how you need to get
fucked! Dad has been ignoring you, and he's been treating you
like a bastard. Wouldn't it be a wonderful irony if you got it on
with his partner while he was just in the next room?"
"Symphony, don't be silly! We'd never get away with it.
Jack would catch me and skin me alive."
Symphony stood up and downed her drink in two big gulps.
"You just get ready," she said over her shoulder, then walked to
the study.
Symphony walked into the study unannounced and found the men
hunched over blueprints, studying them closely. Neither man
looked at her as she approached.
"Excuse me. Bob, there's a phone call for you in the other
room," Symphony said, trying not to let the excitement show in her
voice. "My mother's holding the phone for you."
"I wonder who that could be?" Bob mumbled as he left the
room.
Symphony stepped next to Jack, standing so close that the
sweet fragrance of her perfume immediately began enticing him.
She looked at the blueprint for a moment, then turned slightly so
that her tit brushed against his arm for a second.
"Are these for the expansion?" Symphony asked, knowing the
answer.
"Yes," Jack croaked. Being much taller than his daughter, he
had a good view of her cleavage and her perfume was driving him
wild. Every time she twisted to ask him a question, her tit
rubbed lightly against his arm.
Symphony really didn't know what she was doing. She was
horny. Hell, she was always horny. Still, the notion of putting
her own father's cock in her mouth and sucking it lustily was very
exciting to her. Fantasizing about fucking her father was one
thing--even teasing him was okay--but actually grabbing his big
prick and putting it into her cunt was quite another thing.
In the sitting room, Rebecca was leaning back in her chair
with her legs kicked out far in front of her. Her dress had crept
high up on her thighs, revealing long, tanned legs that seemed
just made for a man's hands. She had unbuttoned the top of her
dress all the way down her front so her bra could be seen, white
against light-brown flesh.
When Bob entered the room, he stopped dead in his tracks at
the sight of Rebecca. He cleared his throat, then advanced.
"I ... ah ... was told that there's a phone call for me."
"Oh, really? Is that what Symphony said?" Rebecca looked at
him, her eyes scanning his body. She openly stared at his crotch.
"I was wondering what she was going to do."
"What do you mean?"
"When she left, she told me to get ready for you. That's all
she said. I guess she wants you and me to fuck."
Bob tried to swallow, but his mouth was dry. He took his
time trying to find something to say, but no words came to mind.
He knew Rebecca was coming on to him. He would have been blind
not to. But he also knew that Jack was just in the other room and
he would be expecting him back soon.
"My daughter's an extremely bright girl," Rebecca said,
sitting up so her ass was barely on the chair and her dress was
open even more. "The way I figure it, we've got about five
minutes. I realize that's not much time, but it's all we've got."
Bob didn't say anything. He just jerked his pants down and
stepped in front of Rebecca, moving between her spread knees. She
took his cock boldly and guided it to her open mouth. Immediately
his meat-pole began to stretch and grow from her hot oral
caresses.
"Suck my cock," Bob hissed, watching Rebecca attack his
prick. He worked his hips back and forth slowly, timed so that he
pushed his cock down her throat as she tossed her head at him.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Rebecca moaned, her mouth watering from the
delicious taste of cock. She swirled her tongue over the head and
along the cock's sides. With the meat wedged tightly in her
throat, Rebecca rotated her head on the cock and squeezed his
balls.
This wasn't a tender blow-job. Rebecca didn't have the time
to savor the sweet juices of his cock, or be thrilled for hours at
how Bob's cock stretched her lips and flattened her tongue in her
mouth. No, she needed to get him to the brink of climax, then
have him ram his cock into her snatch until he came.
In the study, sweat was beading on Jack's forehead. He was
going crazy, looking at Symphony's full, round tits. Everything
in his mind screamed at him, telling him to order his daughter to
get on her knees and suck his cock.
For Symphony, the game of delay without seduction was
becoming increasingly interesting. She knew that her body was
driving him wild and she accepted that fact as a compliment. When
she noticed him stepping back to look at her ass, Symphony threw
her hair backward, twisting her head from side to side slightly so
the incredibly long strands twitched and danced at the crack of
her ass. If Jack was like every other man she knew, long hair and
a tight ass were turn-ons.
"So what's this going to be used for?" Symphony asked,
pointing to a square drawn on the blueprint. She really didn't
care whether it was a bathroom or an office, but she knew she had
to keep his mind occupied long enough for Rebecca to get the job
done with Bob.
As Jack explained the blueprint to her, Bob was just
unplugging his cock from Rebecca's mouth. Rebecca sighed and
whipped her tongue against the cockhead as he got to his knees.
"Let's get these silly things off," Bob said. He then reamed
his thick cock into her hungry pussy. It had been such a long
time since Jack had reached out to her in lustful eagerness and
rammed his prick into her pussy. There had been times when
neither of them had time to get all their clothes off. When they
were just in too much of a hurry to feast on each other's bodies
to worry about getting all their clothes off.
She felt young and alive as Bob's cock rocketed into her
cunt, stabbing ever faster and deeper with each thrust. Ever clit
sizzled, sending bolts of pleasure through her body. Looking down
her body as Bob squeezed her thighs, Rebecca watched her tits
rolling back and forth with nipples as hard as pebbles. She
watched his long cock gliding effortlessly into her cunt, saw the
way her twat clenched his meat-pole as it stabbed into her.
In the study, Jack's cock had gotten hard and the long bulge
in his pants could be easily seen. Symphony noticed his hard-on.
It was a compliment to her charms and she accepted it as such,
even if it was from her own father.
"You're becoming quite the young woman," Jack said, his eyes
taking in the fullness of his daughter's tits. "You know what
you're doing to me, don't you?"
Symphony looked at him. She didn't smile. Her lips parted
slightly and she licked them, making them glisten even more.
"Yes," she said softly. "I guess I do know what I'm doing to
you."
Jack reached out, entwining his fingers in Symphony's silken
hair. With his other hand he pulled down his zipper and brought
out his raging cock. Symphony looked at it, amazed that her
father was actually doing this. She wasn't frightened. Not
really. She was willing to do anything to give her mother enough
time to have Bob fuck her into ecstasy.
"What are you doing?"
"You know very well what I'm doing," Jack said, his eyes no
longer soft. Jack's face was hard, unyielding. He would get
whatever he wanted. Symphony knew that. "Don't play Miss
Innocent with me. I know better than that."
Jack pulled on Symphony's hair and she grabbed his wrist.
"Ouch! You're hurting me!"
Jack said nothing. He continued the pressure until Symphony
was on her knees, and then he took her hair and wrapped it around
his cock. The softness of her hair around his prick was a new
sensation for him. Slowly he worked his hand back and forth on
the length of his hard cock, looking down at his daughter's face
just inches from his cockhead.
"Suck it," Jack said, smoothing the hair away from the round
cockhead. "Suck my cock, Symphony."
"I can't. I won't."
"Bitch! I said suck it!"
"No!"
Jack pounded on his meat. Looking down, he watched
Symphony's tits rise and fall with her heavy breathing. The hair
surrounding his cock felt softer than anything else he had ever
known. And it was so long that he could wrap it around his prick
completely, every part of his excited prick being gently caressed
by her raven hair.
"Damn you, bitch!" Jack hissed, whacking harder and faster on
his meat pole. "You're a fucking teaser! A fucking ..."
As his words trailed off, jets of come exploded out the tip
of his prick. The blobs matted with Symphony's hair and she
watched the creamy jism oozing between the strands. Each eruption
of the pungent come shot through his cock with incredible force,
then mingled in her hair. Finally, when Jack's balls had emptied,
he released his prick. Symphony's hair stuck wetly to the end of
his dick.
"If you ever tell anyone about this," Jack said, tucking his
cock back in his pants, "I'll beat you senseless. I'll break
every fucking bone in your body."
Symphony got unsteadily to her feet. The hair that was
soaked with come slapped against her hip and stuck there.
"I ... I won't," she mumbled as she left the room.
In the sitting room, Bob's balls were itching like mad. He
slammed his cock into Rebecca's cunt, shoving her forward in the
chair slightly. His hands squeezed her firm asscheeks. He
watched her tits rolling on her chest, her nipples hard and
pointed.
"I'm going to ... commmmmmmmme!" he hissed. Bob's big nuts
forced a river of spunk through his dick. Rebecca's clasping
snatch milked his prick in a wet embrace, squeezing every last
drop of goo from his nuts.
Rebecca's body shuddered as she felt her climax begin. Her
clit, feeling like it was on fire, suddenly became the only thing
in her body she could feel. She hooked her ankles together behind
Bob's back and held him close, his prick deep in her swat, as she
shivered through her come. A thin film of perspiration coated her
body and her eyes stared unseeing.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" she moaned softly as her come subsided. "Bob,
that was heavenly." She grabbed his collar and pulled him down
fastening her lips on his. Her tongue slithered into his mouth,
danced briefly with his tongue, then she pushed him away. "You'd
better get back. If Symphony or Jack comes in here, we're both
dead."
Bob, suddenly aware of his surroundings, jumped to his feet
and pulled his pants up. Rebecca buttoned her dress and smoothed
it over her legs, kicking her panties under the chair. As Rob
left the sitting room, Symphony entered.
Symphony looked at Rebecca and knew right away that her
mother had fucked Bob. Her mother's cheeks were flushed and she
slumped in the chair, exhausted but happy. Rebecca had that look
of a woman who had just fucked and nothing she could do would hide
that.
As they talked, Symphony made sure that her come-soaked hair
was behind her shoulders so her mother wouldn't see it. Rebecca
tried feebly to deny that she had fucked Bob, and from the tone of
her voice, Symphony decided that her mother hadn't guessed what
she had done to delay her father. Symphony also deduced that
Rebecca wouldn't approve of a daughter and father fondling each
other's bodies--and sure as hell not of her husband jacking off in
Symphony's hair.
Before Symphony went to sleep that night, she washed her
hair, then stripped nude and selected an X-rated movie to watch on
her video system. As she watched the hot fucking and sucking on
the screen, she fingered herself to a bone-jarring climax, then
fell to sleep knowing that if she didn't get laid soon, she would
be capable of anything. Anything at all!
Chapter 3
Symphony awoke the next morning feeling even hornier than
before. Damn! Her cunt was hot, tingling with desire. Naked,
she popped in a cassette and watched the screen, sitting on the
edge of the bed with her middle finger buried between the soft
folds of her snatch.
On the screen a young blonde woman, perhaps just a year older
than Symphony, was sitting in a chair with her legs crossed. She
was small-breasted, but her face was the center of her sexual
powers. Her cheekbones were high and her wide mouth promised
great caresses.
A man stepped into the picture. He stood in front of the
woman, hands in his pockets, talking. Symphony couldn't hear his
voice because she had the volume turned down, but she had already
memorized every word of the film so that didn't bother her.
Soon three more men stepped into the picture, all standing
and talking to the woman who remained seated. The men surrounded
the blonde, all smiling and talking.
"Give it to her," Symphony whispered, rubbing her clit
lightly with her finger. "Fuck her! Make her suck your cocks!"
Her words were hoarse, soft, tainted with the frustration she felt
in her body.
On the screen, one of the men reached out and grabbed the
woman's tit. She batted his hand away and smiled, not taking his
advance seriously. Then another man grabbed her tit and the
blonde lost her smile. After that there was a flurry of action.
The actress rose from her chair and tried to walk away, but the
men grabbed her. They tore at her clothes as she was jerked
around the room like a rag doll. She was pushed to her knees and
one man held her hands behind her back. Then the other men got
out of their clothes while the woman screamed.
"Fuck me! Make me suck your cocks," Symphony chanted,
envisioning the actress to be herself.
An actor stepped in front of the actress, holding his hard
cock in his hand. She closed her mouth, and he grabbed her by the
hair, snapping her head back. Her mouth opened and immediately
was filled with his meat. He fucked her face mercilessly, ramming
his cock deep into her mouth. The actor was soon pushed away by
his colleagues, and another actor was stabbing his hard cock
between the blonde's tight lips.
After sucking several cocks, the blonde was picked up and
carried to a table. She was splayed out on her back, head hanging
down over the edge of the table while her legs were held out on
the other end. A man got between her legs and started fucking his
cock into her cunt fast while three men were positioned near her
open mouth.
"Fuck me! Give me your come!" Symphony begged, now sliding
two fingers in and out of her swat. "Shove your cocks in my
mouth."
The man fucking the blonde pulled his dick from her, then
jerked off. His jism shot out the end of his cock, hitting her in
the stomach and matting the curly blonde hair at her snatch. As
soon as he was finished, another actor took his place and began
fucking like a madman.
As the woman sucked cock, her chin aimed up in the air, an
actor uncorked his prick from her mouth and jerked off on her face
and neck. As soon as he came, another actor took his place.
"Come on me! Shoot your jism all over me! On my face! In
my mouth! On my pussy!" Symphony pulled on her nipples as she
finger-fucked herself. Her clit was pouring out pussy juice and
her hand was coated with the clear fluid.
As the men whacked on their meats, the blonde became
increasingly covered with come. The gooey spunk was on her tits,
in her hair, on her face, all over her pussy. Symphony, watching
the last actor beat his prick until he came in the blonde's open
mouth, fingered herself to a delirious orgasm. Her pussy juice
trickled out of her snatch onto her fingers as she watched the
blonde smile and lick the head of the actor's dick.
The knock on the door brought Symphony back to her senses.
"Yes," she said, shutting off the television. "What is it?"
"Get up!" Jack called through the door. "You're going to do
my inventory today."
Symphony argued with him briefly, then consented to do the
work. After all, he was her father.
* * *
Symphony said she needed extra time to get ready for work and
Jack left without her. Alone in the house, Symphony made herself
breakfast as she plotted the course of the day. Her ebony hair
was put in a twist at the back of her head. She figured that it
would be best if her long hair was out of the way while she
worked. Besides, with her hair in such a fashion she looked
older.
She checked her video equipment and made sure that everything
was exactly as she wanted it. The batteries for the portable pack
were new and a four-hour cassette was in the recorder. Closing
the suitcase, Symphony wondered what she would be able to watch on
her television that night.
Symphony got to the lumber yard at nine, and for the first
hour and a half she was escorted around the fenced-in property by
the foreman, a tall man in his later thirties named Curly.
"And over here," Curly said, pointing to a stack of lumber,
"we have the two-by-fours and all our two-by-twos."
"I see," Symphony replied, pushing her glasses up on her nose
a little more and jotting down a note on her clipboard. "Then
every unit of lumber must be accounted for in the entire yard?"
"Yes, it certainly does." Curly looked at the teenager,
noticing how her nipples pushed out her blouse even though she
wore a bra. He liked the way her tits jiggled with each step she
took and he liked the deep brown of her eyes. The boss' daughter.
That fact was the only thing that kept him from trying to fuck
her.
Symphony felt his gaze on her body and she looked the other
way. She didn't want him to get nervous and stop. Feeling his
eyes on her body--especially on her tits--made her cunt get moist
and cling to her panties.
"Ohhhhh!" Symphony hissed, rolling her head. "It's such a
beautiful, sunny day! I just love being outside when it's like
this!"
When Symphony was sufficiently acquainted with the area, she
started her inventory, carefully counting every unit of lumber and
writing the figures down. She noticed how the men paid special
attention to her and it didn't bother her at all that she was the
topic of their conversations.
The Baker Lumber Company took a complete city block and
Symphony found every spot where she could suck a cock or get
fucked without anyone seeing her. When the men were eating their
lunch during the noon break, she quickly went to her car and took
the suitcase out of the truck. Near the back of the yard,
shielded on three sides by high stacks of lumber, Symphony set up
her camera. Stacks of lumber twenty feet high surrounded her, and
two more stacks of lumber blocked the people driving by on the
neighboring street from seeing anything. The only possible way
she could get caught would be if someone would know where she was,
and she didn't figure that that was very likely.
The camera was tucked in between two stacks of lumber.
Symphony checked everything one last time--promising herself that
this time would be the last time--then continued her inventory.
It was almost two o'clock before she and Curly found
themselves together again. Symphony looked at him, noticing how
his biceps stretched out the sleeves of his shirt. His shoulders
were wide and his hips narrow--exactly the way she liked her men.
"How's it going?"
"Fine, but there's something I want to show you," Symphony
said.
"Is anything wrong?"
"I'm not sure, but I think you'll want to take a look
anyway," Symphony said, fighting down a smile.
They stepped between the piles of lumber and Curly looked
around, not seeing anything out of the ordinary. Symphony moved
over to the spot she had focused the camera on and turned to
Curly.
"This is what I wanted to show you," she said, unbuttoning
her blouse. She pulled it down off her shoulders, then hooked it
on a board so that it wouldn't get dirty. Next she reached behind
her back and unclasped her bra. The bra slipped down her arms.
"Holy fuck!" Curly hissed, stepping closer. He couldn't
believe this was happening to him. The boss' daughter was
actually undressing in front of him!
"Do you like what you see?" Symphony asked teasingly, knowing
by the bulge in Curly's pants that he was enjoying the show.
"Would you like to see more?"
Curly nodded his head and Symphony pulled the bra all the way
off. She faced Curly again, who was now within arms' reach of
her. She looked like a sun goddess, her skin bronzed from the
sun. Deep shadows ran down her body from those swollen tits.
"Now just stay back until I finish," Symphony continued. She
reached behind her back to unzip her skirt and, in doing so, her
tits pushed out a little more.
Curly didn't--or couldn't--resist them. He reached out and
touched her nipples lightly.
"I said stop it! Not until I'm ready!" Symphony chided. She
stepped out of her skirt and stood facing the foreman wearing just
her shoes, hose, garter belt and panties. "Do you want me to take
the panties off ... or would you like to do that?"
Curly pushed Symphony back against a stack of lumber and
wrapped his powerful arms around her waist and pulled her soft
body in tight against his own. Her plump tits mashed against his
stomach as he feasted on her lips, pushing his tongue into her
mouth.
Symphony dropped the skirt and reached between their bodies
to rub her palm against his cock. She felt it Jump at her touch
and Curly pulled his hips back a little so her hands had more
room. Symphony's hands were shaking as she pulled his belt loose
and unsnapped his jeans. She found his zipper and tugged it down,
then she filled her hand with his hot, snake-like cock.
"It's so big!" Symphony purred in Curly's ear. "I love it!"
Curly's hungry lips feasted on the smooth skin of her neck.
Slowly he sank to his knees, taking each of Symphony's nipples
into his mouth one at a time. His lips traveled down past her
tits, to her stomach. His tongue dug into her navel, and Symphony
tilted her head back, closing her eyes as the sensations streaked
through her body.
Symphony, knowing what was coming next, put her feet
together. She felt Curly's callused fingers hook into her
panties, then pull them slowly down her thighs. She stepped out
of them, then spread her legs wide again, leaning back against the
lumber for support.
"Are you going to eat my pussy?" Symphony asked, looking down
at Curly.
"You know I am. I'm going to stick my tongue into your pussy
and eat you out until you can't stand any more. I'm going to lick
your cunt better than anyone ever has."
Curly parted her pussy lips and found Symphony's red clit.
Curly stuck his tongue out and lightly touched it to the
glistening nubbin. Symphony gasped. Though he had hardly touched
her, his tongue was like an electric poker that jarred her whole
body.
"Your cunt tastes sweet," Curly whispered, then buried his
tongue deep into her cunt. He ate her pussy hungrily, pulling his
tongue full-length up and down her crease, stabbing into her so
that his tongue parted her cunt and his nose was rubbing against
her clit. And all the while he tongued Symphony's pussy, she
swirled his hair in her hands and twisted her hips in a rotating
motion.
"Eat me! Eat me!" Symphony hissed, pushing her cunt at
Curly's invading tongue.
Curly squeezed her ass cheeks as he licked up her juices.
Then, wanting to do something he had never done before, he probed
her bunghole with his middle finger. He felt Symphony's body
tighten up once again, but she said nothing in protest. Gently at
first, then with more pressure he pushed at her puckered hole.
Suddenly the tip of his finger pushed into her ass. Curly twisted
it around and around, then pushed his finger in until he had it
completely up Symphony's ass. He skewered the teenager with his
finger. Pushing his finger into her asshole caused her to lunge
her pussy at him, which he eagerly sucked, working his tongue all
over the hairy crease.
"Ugghhhhnnmmmm!" Curly groaned, licking up the sweet oils
that seeped from Symphony's cunt. He stabbed his finger up her
ass and pushed his tongue several inches deep into her swat. His
cock, long and quivering with lust, jumped about at his waist,
sticking out from his body like a flag pole.
"C-come on and fuck me!" Symphony stammered.
Curly got to his feet. Symphony kicked one leg up, hooking
her ankle on the swell of his tight butt. She looped one hand
around his neck and reached down and squeezed his cock with the
other. She guided his fat cockhead to her wet pussy, and Curly
lunged at her, slamming her against the stacked lumber. His cock-
-three inches in circumference and nine inches long--drove between
Symphony's pussy lips and plowed into her cunt. His meat,
stabbing so deep and so fast into Symphony, took the breath away
from her.
"Ahhhhhh!" she gasped at the slight pain. But as soon as the
pain came, it was almost immediately replaced by sheer, erotic
joy. To have her cunt filled up so completely after having gone
so long without a good fucking was, for the ever-horny Symphony,
like being given an eight-course meal after nearly starving to
death.
She felt every quivering inch of his cock sliding slowly out
of her cunt, then kicked his ass with her high-heeled shoe, urging
him to ram the meat back into her pussy.
"Fuck me harder, damn you!" Symphony demanded, biting Curly's
shoulder. She dug her long fingernails into his back, urging him
to give her everything he had. And Curly did just that. Every
ounce of energy in his body was used to spear his huge cock into
Symphony's cunt with as much force as possible. He shoved into
her, pounding her against the lumber. Her tits pressed against
his body, spurring him to drive his prick even harder into her.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Curly grunted with each impaling thrust of
his hips. His cock fit so tightly in Symphony's snatch, yet slid
in and out so smoothly, that he knew he couldn't take too much. A
cunt like Symphony's, young and alive and begging for his cock,
just didn't come along every day. As his prick rocketed into her
clenching swat, Curly could hear her gasps and the sloppy, juicy
sounds of their fucking.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Symphony gasped, hopping a little on one foot to
regain her balance. Her nipples, almost a half-inch long and very
hard, rubbed against Curly and sent bolts of lust screaming
through her veins. She clawed at his back and undulating ass,
driving Curly to ram his prick into her harder and faster. Since
he was so much taller than her, it was almost impossible for them
to kiss, but Symphony pleasured herself by planting her lips on
his neck and sucking hard enough to give him a hickey.
"Grrrrrrr!" Curly growled.
Curly mauled Symphony's tight, firm ass. He squeezed her hot
flesh in his powerful hands and pulled her against him as his cock
reamed her swat. He slammed into her, driving his prick through
her pussy lips with all the force in his body. His fat balls
swung between his legs, jerking back and forth with his thrusts.
"Come in my cunt!" Symphony begged. "Shoot all your come in
my ..." The pleasure of the moment drowned out her words.
"Nooooooooo!" Curly hissed as his balls drew in tight to his
body, then began spewing out the jism that flowed into Symphony's
pussy. Once he started to come, Curly didn't spear his prick all
the way in and out of her cunt. Instead, he jerked it quickly
back and forth just a few inches.
Symphony felt her cunt being flooded with come and her whole
body tingled. It was what she had waited for, for so fucking
long. Between working on the camera and trying to keep from being
forced to suck her father's prick, her mind had been filled with a
thousand things and her body had been completely neglected. Now,
however, her belly was being warmed by come and that gave her
ragged nerves the sense of relief they needed.
"Sooooo hot!" she hissed as Curly's climax slowed, then
stopped altogether. She held him close for several seconds, then
lowered her foot from his ass. In doing so, his shrinking prick
became dislodged from her pussy and she moaned her disapproval.
"Son of a bitch," Curly said, gulping in air. "That was hot!
Kid, you're fucking dynamite!"
"And I never even got a chance to suck your cock, did I?"
Symphony grabbed his prick. It was sticky with come and pussy
juice. "Let me show you what you'll be getting next time."
Symphony aimed his cock at her mouth and started to bend down
to suck on it, but Curly stopped her. This surprised Symphony
since men usually begged her to suck their cocks rather than keep
her from doing it.
"I've got to get back to work ... and so do you," Curly said.
"If we're gone for much longer, your father--my boss--is going to
suspect something."
"So just let me taste it a little," Symphony replied, giving
him her most impish grin.
"No, I'd better not. If I see a young girl with your beauty
sucking on my cock, I'm going to want to come again, and that'll
take more time than we've got."
Symphony watched as Curly composed himself and left.
Standing alone and still naked, she walked to the camera and shut
it off, then slowly put her clothes back on.
* * *
Rebecca put the finishing touches on her mascara and smiled
into the mirror. If Jack doesn't want to fuck she thought, then
I'll just have to find someone who will!
She grabbed her purse and headed for her car, not really
knowing where she was going, only sure in her mind that she would
drive far enough away so that nobody would know her.
While Rebecca drove down the highway, Symphony was getting
her cunt filled with Curly's big cock. But Rebecca didn't know
what her daughter was doing, nor was she particularly concerned.
All Rebecca wanted to do was find one cock to suck and fuck. She
lit a cigarette and turned the radio up loud.
Twenty miles later, Rebecca pulled off the highway and parked
her car in front of a bar that she felt was classy enough to find
businessmen enjoying an afternoon drink.
The bar was dimly lit. She sat at a table and ordered a
scotch when the waitress came by. Making a quick visual check of
the place, Rebecca found there were six men and two women. She
sipped her drink and studied each man. Two were sitting with
women; three were sitting In one group; one group of two men and
one man sitting alone.
Rebecca felt a sense of pride in herself when she noticed
that even the men talking to women gave her the once-over.
When Rebecca saw the man who sat alone looking at her, she
suddenly felt nervous and turned her back to him. The grocery boy
episode hadn't really been planned, and fucking Bob was sort of a
spur-of-the-moment thing. What she was doing now was planned.
When she lit a cigarette, Rebecca noticed that her hands were
shaking.
The waitress came by and set a scotch on the table.
"This is from the gentleman over there," the waitress said.
"He asked if you'd be interested in having some company."
"Tell the gentleman that I've only come here to have a drink
and nothing more. Thank him for the drink, and give him my
deepest apologies," Rebecca said. Her stomach did flip-flops
inside her as she spoke. The waitress shrugged her shoulders and
started to walk away. "Wait a minute, come here," Rebecca said.
"I've changed my mind. Tell the gentleman that I would indeed
enjoy his company."
Rebecca watched as the waitress went to the man. He would be
a suitable fucker, she thought. Not particularly tall--maybe
five-foot-six--he had thinning hair and a hawkish nose that looked
like it had been broken several times. There was something
dangerous about the man, some aura Rebecca couldn't exactly put
her finger on that said he had been through the toughest parts of
the world and found them to be not as tough as he was.
"Hello, my name's Shell," he said, sitting next to Rebecca.
"Shell? That's an interesting name."
"It stands for Sheldon. What's your name?"
"Does it matter?" Rebecca looked him in the eyes. There was
an unspoken challenge between them and Shell was more than willing
to throw his hat--or cock, as the case may be--into the ring.
"I guess not. Shall we go?"
Rebecca took a big gulp of her drink for courage, then
accepted the man's arm. They stepped outside and the bright
sunlight nearly blinded them. Shell ushered Rebecca to his car, a
red Lincoln Continental. She got in and slid over in the seat so
her hip touched Shell's.
"Where to?" Shell asked.
"Does it matter?"
Shell started the engine, then unzipped his pants and pulled
out his cock.
"As long as you're a woman of few words, why don't you show
me that your lips don't go completely to waste?"
Rebecca laughed and kicked her feet out in the seat so that
she lay sideways. As the car pulled out of the parking lot,
Rebecca couldn't help but think how strange it was to be holding a
cock in her hand--the cock of a stranger at that--while in a car
in the middle of the day. She stroked the hot tube of his cock
and watched it grow in her hand. Like the rest of Shell, his cock
was short and stocky. In fact, his prick was so thick that she
couldn't touch her thumb to her fingers with the prick in her
hand.
"Yes," Rebecca murmured softly. "This is what I wanted.
This is exactly what I wanted." She stroked his prick and kissed
the cockhead lightly. His prick quivered in her hand, pulsating
strongly with Shell's heartbeat.
"Don't just play with the fucker," Shell said, reaching out
and putting his hand on Rebecca's ass. "Suck the son of a bitch!"
Rebecca opened her mouth wide and took the mushroom-shaped
cockhead between her lips. Her tongue lashed out, frisking along
the cockhead and down over the shank. Those cock-hungry lips of
hers chewed tenderly on the taut skin of the head, then pushed
down, taking the entire crown into her hot, wet orifice.
"Suck it, bitch! Suck my cock!"
Rebecca, sprawled sideways on the seat, raised her knee.
Shell rubbed her pussy through her parts, pressing down hard with
his palm and feeling the warmth of her cunt. He looked down
briefly and watched her head bobbing up and down and wished he
could see her lips caressing his cock, just feeling her wonderful
blow-job.
Shell's hand rubbed against Rebecca's clit and sent bolts of
hot pleasure through her veins. The hotter her cunt got, the
faster and harder she sucked on the meat filling her mouth.
Rebecca jerked her head up and down, her lips squeezed tight
around his cock while her ass twitched. She needed a good
fucking, and the cock in her mouth promised to pleasure her better
than any one she had known. Extremely hard, very thick, Shell's
cock was just the medicine she needed to feel better.
"Here we are," Shell said, pulling the Lincoln into the
parking lot of a motel. "Just the place to go where nobody will
talk."
"Let's hurry," Rebecca added, sitting up in the car. "I'm so
horny right now I could die."
Shell tucked his prick back in his pants and tried
unsuccessfully to hide the bulge with his coat. Still, he didn't
really care. The motel's management knew most of its customers
and didn't bother asking questions. For that reason it had a
healthy set of regular customers.
Shell got the room while Rebecca paced nervously outside. He
escorted her to the room and, once inside, she immediately dropped
to her knees and started sucking his prick again.
"You really are one hot bitch," Shell said, watching
Rebecca's beautiful face sliding along his cock.
He took off his suit coat, tie and shirt, then kicked off his
shoes. Rebecca was panting and moaning, tossing her head back and
forth over his prick.
"Come off that for a bit and let's get undressed," Shell
said. Rebecca took his cock deep in her mouth one last time, then
uncorked it from her lips, letting out a low, sad sigh of
displeasure. Shell sat on the bed and she crawled over to him.
Rebecca peeled off his socks slowly, then helped him take off his
pants. When he was finally naked, she stood up and began
unbuttoning her blouse.
"I'm going to give you the best striptease show of your
life," she said, taking a few steps back so he would have a better
view of her.
Shell leaned back on the bed, the weight on his elbows as his
cock angled skyward. Rebecca slowly unbuttoned her blouse one
button at a time. Taking if off, she threw her blouse at Shell
and he caught it, smiling. Next she kicked off her shoes, sending
them sailing through the air in Shell's direction. Rebecca
slithered out of her pants, pulling down her pantyhose in the same
motion. Finally she unfastened her bra and dropped that to the
floor. Then, completely naked, she stood before Shell with her
hands on her hips.
"Well, damn it, do you like what you see?"
"What do you think?" Shell replied, grabbing his cock by the
base and shaking it in Rebecca's direction. His prick was rigid,
waiting impatiently to stab deep into her pussy.
"I think your prick likes what it sees," Rebecca said with a
chuckle. She walked closer, her rosy nipples jiggling slightly
with each step. Rebecca felt young and alive and very desirable.
She felt like a beautiful woman who was worthy of being desired,
and that made her have more self-worth than she had known in a
long, long time.
"Let me eat your snappy pussy," Shell said, running her
fingers lightly over his upraised cock.
Rebecca pushed him backward on the bed, then straddled his
head with her knees. Shell squeezed her ass, then pulled her
gaping cunt lower. His tongue sought and found her clit, digging
deeply into her honey-flavored slit. As his tongue worked
miracles on Rebecca, she was rolling her hard nipples between her
fingers, adding fuel to the growing flame in her cunt.
"Ohhhhh! Lick my pussy," she begged, rotating her hips so
that Shell's hot tongue would scrape over every sensitive spot on
her swat. "Eat me, lover! Eat my cunt!"
Looking down, all Rebecca could see between the mounds of her
tits was the very top of Shell's head. His eyes were closed and
his nose was buried in the thick patch of curly blonde hair above
her snatch.
"Yeahhhhhhh! Eat my pussy," Rebecca hissed, wiggling her ass
a little faster as the flames of passion grew hotter in her body.
Then they quickly switched to a sixty-nine position. Shell
was stretched out on his side with Rebecca's legs tightly wrapped
around his head. As his tongue flicked and scraped over her juicy
pussy, Rebecca's hot lips were traveling over the delicious pole
of hard meat between Shell's legs. Her sucking was often halted
when she would moan, arching her neck, thoroughly thrilled with
the tongue in her snatch.
"Yeah, Shell! Eat me, baby!" she cooed, churning her hips
against the invading tongue. And then she fisted his prick near
her face, watching how it quivered at her touch. Her pink tongue
flicked over the head, flashing around the taut knob briefly
before she stretched her lips wide and took his cock into her
mouth.
Rebecca took as much of Shell's fat, hard prick into her
mouth as she could. Her jaws ached from being opened too wide for
so long, but she didn't care. It felt so damn wonderful--both
physically and psychologically--to have his cock in her mouth and
to have a man want her body as much as Shell did, that Rebecca
wouldn't have cared if the room was on fire. She wasn't going to
miss this for anything.
"Chew on my cock," Shell said, kissing Rebecca's firm,
tapered thigh. He inhaled deeply, catching the musky aroma of her
cunt, then began eating her snatch again with renewed interest.
Rebecca cupped his balls in her hand and stroked on that part
of the cock's shank that she couldn't stuff into her mouth. Her
tongue swirled around the drooling knob, urging it to become even
harder and thicker.
"Come on, let's fuck!" Shell gasped, feeling his balls
twitch. Between her stroking on his shaft, and sucking it, and
squeezing his nuts, the excitement was enough to make any man
come.
Rebecca spun around on the bed, rolling onto her back, and
Shell immediately got between her legs. He guided his throbbing
prick to her gaping swat, then plunged downward, impaling Rebecca
to the bed. She wrapped her legs around his body, hooking her
ankles together, and bit his shoulder. Shell, unaccustomed to
being so mistreated while fucking, grabbed Rebecca by the neck and
forced her head down.
"So, the bitch likes it a little kinky, eh?" he said, his
eyes glowing with lust. "Well then, let's get kinky!" He
hammered Rebecca's pussy with his prick, slamming it deep into her
pussy, stretching her cunt wide with his massive girth. Rebecca
bucked beneath him, clawing at his-naked, muscular back while
humping her hips up at him.
"Oh shit!" Rebecca choked, squeezing her eyes tightly shut.
"Sweetie, I'm going to come! Oh, damn, I'm going to come!"
Shell was smiling almost cruelly as he worked his prick in
and out of her snatch. If she wanted it kinky, he knew just what
to do.
"Damnnnnnn!" Rebecca gasped, arching her back more, now just
seconds from her climax. She released her hold on Shell and he
pushed his upper body up, remaining in a push-up position while
fucking her. "Faster! Fuck me faster!"
When Shell pulled his dick from Rebecca's cunt, her eyes
jumped open, wide and fearful. It wasn't that she was scared he
would hurt her, but scared that he would stop fucking her.
"You want it kinky?" Shell asking mockingly.
"Fuck meeeeee!" Rebecca begged, reaching between their bodies
to grab his prick. "Please, I'm almost there!"
Shell caught her wrist before it reached his cock and pinned
her hand down on the bed. A moment later he was sprawled out on
top of her, mashing her tits flat while holding both her wrists.
Rebecca was frantic.
"What are you doing? What's wrong with you? Fuck me, damn
you!"
"You wanted it kinky! Yeah, that's what you wanted."
"No! I just want you to fuck me! I'm almost ..." Rebecca's
wind was forced out of her lungs as Shell suddenly, without any
warning, rammed his cock so powerfully up her cunt that he slid
her up on the bed. Immediately Rebecca's perspiring body was
thrown into a jarring come. She twitched and writhed, gasped for
air and clawed at Shell's ass, begging him to drive his cock
deeper into her feverish cunt. Pussy juice gushed from her swat,
trickling down the crack of her ass before being soaked up by the
linen bed sheet.
Shell pulled his cock out from Rebecca's cunt again and
rolled off her. He grabbed her by the neck and shoved her face
down to his waist.
"Suck me off! Your cunt's not good enough for my come."
Rebecca didn't have to be told twice. In her exhausted
state, having just poured out all her come, she was willing to
take his jism anywhere she could--even in her mouth. She lowered
her face, letting the cock knob slip gently between her lips. Her
teeth grazed lightly along the edges of the head before being
shielded by her lips. Shell felt his prick being warmed once
again by her hot mouth and he settled back on the bed, content to
enjoy the blowjob without having to do any work. Just lay there
and watch the bitch chew on his cock.
"Do it right," Shell warned, locking his fingers together
behind his head. "Not real hard. I don't want to come too
quick."
"What ever you want, however you want it," Rebecca whispered,
holding his cock in her hand with reverence. She whipped her
tongue against the head, looking up at Shell with adoring eyes.
As her lips sucked on the head, she ran her fingers over his
knotted stomach, rippled with muscles. Up and down her head
bobbed, taking more into her mouth than the mushroomed head.
Rebecca felt the throbbing meat expand and contract between her
lips. She sensed his growing impatience, felt somehow that Shell
was getting angry for some absurd reason. And she was right.
Shell, never a particularly bright man, was capable of great
violence for no justifiable reason. At that very moment he was
contemplating grabbing Rebecca and throwing her out of the room
bare-assed naked, just to watch her embarrassment.
Rebecca applied extra suction and worked on Shell's cock with
all of her energy. A moment later she felt his body tighten, then
jets of bubbling jism erupted from his apple-sized cockhead.
Rebecca whipped her tongue over the head, slurping on the vast
amount of creamy come that poured into her mouth. She drank it
down, jerking on his prick while her lips tightly embraced his
spitting cockhead. Shell arched his back, his face twisted in a
lusty mask of pure erotic pleasure as his balls jerked and pumped
cream.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Rebecca moaned, tasting the salty richness of
Shell's jism. She pounded on the reddish, slick flesh, chewing on
the knob while his nuts emptied.
As soon as Shell's explosion of come subsided, he no longer
felt violent. In fact, he closed his eyes and thought about
dropping off to sleep for a while, but Rebecca urged him back to
reality. She needed to get back to her car and, angrily, he
demanded that she suck him off one last time before he would take
her.
Rebecca climbed into her clothes as quickly as possible.
True, Shell had been a great lay, but now she sensed more strongly
than ever how truly violent he could be. Before he could say
more, she left the motel and caught a cab, hoping like hell she
could get back to her car before Shell caught up with her.
* * *
Symphony was doing the inventory at the lumber yard. As she
walked, every man followed her with their eyes, each fantasizing
about fucking her pussy, or eating it, or having her suck their
cocks until they shot out jism that never seemed to stop flowing.
And Symphony knew that they were talking about her and she liked
it. Cocks had always amazed her. They were a delight to touch
and suck, and she liked the fact that her looks alone were enough
to draw and hold a man's attention.
Curly looked at his watch and smiled. After having shot his
come in Symphony's pussy, he had almost immediately become horny
again with the thought of her sucking on his prick. When Jack
walked by, Curly raced up to him, a very serious look on his face.
"Excuse me, Mr. Baker, but I'd like to talk to you about
something."
Jack turned and faced Curly, scowling. "Yeah? What about?"
"Well, me and the other guys figure we could completely
unload that new shipment tonight if you'd just give us an extra
hour, or so. No overtime. It'll be straight pay. But this way
we won't just get started on something tomorrow, then be
finished."
Jack thought the idea over a second, then nodded his head.
"Sounds like a good idea. Tell the men they've got a half hour.
No, give them an hour. I want all the shit unloaded and stored
when I get here tomorrow morning."
"Yes, sir," Curly said. Jack walked away and Curly muttered
under his breath. "Fuck you, asshole."
Curly was smiling as he walked up to Symphony. She looked at
him, her brown eyes dazzling under sunglasses.
"Yes?" she said.
"Meet me at the same place we were at. I'll see you there
right after work."
"Why, Curly! Whatever would you want me to do that for?"
Symphony looked at Curly's muscular body and her cunt began to
tingle. "Could it be that you'd like me to suck your cock?"
"Something like that," Curly said, looking around and hoping
that nobody could hear what she was saying. "Just be there right
after work."
Symphony continued with her inventory, thinking how fantastic
it would be to be able to watch herself fucking that night on the
video tape.
Chapter 4
Symphony looked at her watch and couldn't help but grin. It
was three o'clock. She had two hours to wait before her
rendezvous with Curly, and the minutes seemed like days to her.
She counted the units of lumber, carefully jotting down the
figure, and tried to forget about the wetness between her legs.
Curly's mind was working overtime. He thought about how
tight Symphony's young cunt had squeezed his prick and he wanted
to feel it again. He wanted to feel it right away. He wanted to
watch his cock press deep into her hot mouth, watch her caress his
prick with her lips. He wanted her again because she was Jack
Baker's daughter and Jack had always treated him like an inferior.
That was added incentive to watch the teenager chomping on his
prick.
Curly watched Jack drive his sleek Cadillac out of the
parking lot and into the stream of traffic. Curly hissed a curse
under his breath and began looking for Symphony. He'd have her
suck his cock right away, then do it again after working hours.
"Hey," Curly said, giving Symphony the up-and-down with his
eyes. "As long as your old man is gone, why do we have to wait?"
"He left?" Symphony said, looking at Curly's slumbering
prick. Immediately her mouth began to water as though she were
waiting for supper. "Well, you know what they say ... while the
cat's away ..."
Just then one of the workers stepped near then and asked
Curly a question. Before he answered, Symphony decided that she
had better get the video recorder going.
"Listen, I'll see you there, okay?" Symphony said. The
worker didn't understand the meaning of her words, but Curly sure
as hell did. He nodded his head indifferently, like it was
nothing special. But his cock knew it was something special and
it started to grow in his jeans.
Symphony nearly ran to the wooden cul-de-sac. She checked to
make sure the focus of the camera and its angle were accurate,
then switched the recorder on. Damn it all, she thought, this is
working better than planned!
Symphony waited impatiently. She felt a strange tingling in
the back of her throat and actually salivated at the thought of
sucking Curly's cock. She wanted it bad. His come still was
still in her snatch, and she knew that soon another load of hot,
creamy jism would be in her stomach. Symphony waited for Curly's
arrival like a child waits to open Christmas gifts--most
impatiently.
When Curly stepped into the small clearing, Symphony started
toward him, then stopped and backed up. She had to stay in the
eye of the camera if she were to enjoy her own cock-sucking on
television.
"You beautiful bitch," Curly said, advancing slowly. "I want
you to suck my cock like no one else."
"I will. I will."
"You're fucking right you will."
Symphony squatted on her haunches. Her dress slid up her
thighs, exposing her bikini panties. Her hardened nipples rubbed
against nylon-clad thighs.
"Give me that cock," she murmured.
Curly unzipped his jeans and pulled out a half-hard prick.
Symphony took it in her hand and guided it to her drooling mouth.
Her mouth curled around the head, then Curly pushed his hips
forward and she took it completely into her mouth. Symphony
moaned with intense pleasure as she felt his prick growing in
size, stretching slowly down her throat.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she purred, chewing on the base of his prick with
her glistening lips. She felt the coarse fabric of his pants
against her lips and the jagged edge of his zipper. Reaching just
above his prick, Symphony, with some help from Curly, unfastened
his belt and pants. Together they pulled them down to his thighs.
Reluctantly, Symphony pulled her mouth off Curly's cock so he
could pull his shorts down, but once that was accomplished, she
was once again pistoning leer head back and forth over his rigid,
outstretched cock.
Curly touched Symphony's hair, which was tightly rolled in a
bun at the back of her head. She stopped sucking.
"Don't loosen it," she told him. "There's no way I'm going
to put it back in the same place and my dad will suspect
something."
Curly was satisfied to watch her lips crawl slowly back and
forth over his prick. It amazed him that such a beautiful, young
woman was so wantonly chomping on his meat. Back and forth her
lips crept, little bubbles of spit forming at the corners of her
mouth. Symphony's thirty-eight-inch tits were mashed against her
thighs and the cleavage exposed from her blouse looked incredibly
full from Curly's angle.
There was the sound of footsteps scraping on gravel and
Symphony jumped to a standing position, finding herself standing
toe to toe with one of the workers. He was smiling lustfully, his
eyes bounding from Curly's naked ass and glistening cock to
Symphony's frightened face.
"Well, well, well! What have we here? The boss' daughter
sucking cock?"
Curly smiled. "That's right, Joe. Symphony here really
loves sucking cock."
"It looked that way."
Symphony shot Curly a fierce look and started to walk around
Joe, but he caught her by the arm.
"Get your hand off me you creep," she hissed, trying to break
free.
"Now don't be so tight," Joe said. "Curly here won't mind if
he shares you. Will you, Curly?"
"Hell no! We can get all the guys to see what Symphony loves
to do with a cock!"
Fear gripped Symphony like an iron fist. It looked like she
was going to get gang-banged, and that definitely wasn't in her
plans.
"Wait a minute," Symphony said, facing the men and trying
unsuccessfully to sound unafraid. "Let's not do anything that
we'll be sorry for."
"Hell's bells, I ain't going to feel sorry for nothing!" Joe
chuckled, pulling Symphony around so that he held one arm and
Curly held the other.
"Helllllllp!" Symphony screamed, realizing the situation had
gotten out of control. Joe's hand clamped over her mouth.
"Hold her! Hold her!" Curly commanded, yanking up his pants
with one hand while keeping a grip on her upper arm with the
other.
Joe slipped behind Symphony, still holding his hand over her
mouth, and snapped her arm behind her back.
Symphony's eyes went wide when a spear of pain stabbed into
her shoulder. She kicked out at Curly, who merely caught her foot
and held it high. Symphony clawed at the hand over her mouth,
trying to gouge her fingernails into Joe's skin. She was carried
a few feet backward, then Curly took a jackknife from his pocket
and held it to her throat.
"Don't make another sound if you want to stay pretty," he
said, his eyes glowing with lusty rage. Symphony's eyes
comprehended the awful truth of his words. From his back pocket
he pulled a red kerchief. "Let her go, Joe."
Joe removed his hand from Symphony's mouth. Curly tied the
kerchief around her head, effectively gagging her.
"What the hell are we going to do?" Joe asked. "There's
still the secretaries we got to worry about, and customers are
going to be coming and going until five."
"Trust me. I've got an idea. Just hold her for a few
minutes while I get some things." Curly turned on his heel and
jogged out of the small clearing.
"You hot little cunt," Joe hissed in her ear from behind,
twisting her arm another painful inch higher. "I'm going to fuck
you and fuck you and fuck you! Don't you know it, sweet bitch!
I'm going to take every insult your old man ever gave to me out on
your body!"
Symphony felt Joe rub his hardened cock, still cramped in his
pants, against her smoothly rounded ass. She bit down on the
cloth gag, trying to understand what the hell had gone wrong with
her grand plan. Shit! All she wanted to do was suck Curly's cock
and get it on film. From the corner of her eye she could see the
camera which was focused steady on her. Even through her fear she
wondered what it would be like to watch herself get gang-raped by
her father's employees.
In a few minutes Curly returned, carrying a braided nylon
strap used to tie lumber onto the bed of trucks. He also had a
hammer and a handful of nails.
"What the fuck is that for?" Joe asked.
"You'll see," Curly answered. "Bring her over here."
Symphony was pulled a few feet to one side, near two units of
lumber where there was a slight gap between them. Joe was backed
into the small opening and he still didn't understand what Curly
had in mind. When he watched Curly cut the strap into foot-long
sections, he finally understood and cackled like a madman.
"We're going to give it to you right, Symphony! Don't you
know it!" Curly said, grabbing Symphony's wrist and placing it
against the lumber.
Joe picked up Symphony until she was raised about six inches.
Curly placed the strap over her wrist, then pounded a nail into it
near her hand. After hammering home a second nail, Symphony's
wrist was pinned securely against the wood. When her other wrist
was secured on another piece of lumber, she dangled a few inches
off the ground, held up by the straps.
"You can let go of her now," Curly said. "She ain't going
anywhere."
"Son of a bitch, Curly, you're about the smartest
motherfucker I've ever known!" Joe saw how Symphony's dangling
body was now accessible from the front and the back. He grabbed
the tab of her zipper and pulled it down. Symphony's skirt
floated down her legs and landed on the ground.
Symphony bit down on the kerchief, then kicked Curly as hard
as possible right in the balls. She caught the foreman completely
by surprise as he advanced on her. He groaned loudly, clutched at
his balls, and curled to the ground.
"You lousy bitch!" Joe spat out, grabbing Symphony by the
hair and snapping her head backward. "I'll make sure you regret
that in a big fucking way."
Joe slipped around Symphony and helped Curly to his feet.
Her eyes blazing with defiance, Symphony looked at Curly.
Joe grabbed Symphony's ankle. He pulled it to one side and
secured it with a strap, the same way her wrists were. A moment
later Symphony was spread-eagled, arms above her head and
stretched out, legs spread wide.
"My fucking balls just ache!" Curly groaned, rubbing his
wounded nuts. "I'm going to fuck that bitch silly, that's what
I'm going to do!"
Curly grabbed Symphony's panties and ripped them off her
body. Symphony stared at him, but her eyes weren't filled with
fear any more. She glanced to the side, noticed that the camera
was still trained on her, and chewed on the kerchief some more.
They weren't dumb enough to actually hurt her, she figured. Yes,
they would shove their dicks in her cunt time and time again, but
they just weren't dumb enough to actually hurt her.
Symphony watched as Curly fitted his fingers into her blouse,
then ripped it apart savagely. The buttons popped off with little
resistance. When Curly took his jackknife and eased it between
her tits, Symphony felt the cold steel against her tanned, warm
flesh, but she was unafraid. With a flick of his wrist, Curly
severed the bra between the cups and her big tits jiggled freely.
"You lousy motherfucking bitch!" Curly whispered. "Nobody
ever kicks me in the balls and gets away with it. Nobody!"
He grabbed her nipple and pinched it, twisting his wrist.
Symphony tossed her head, writhing in agony as bolts of pain
stabbed through her body. Her ass-length hair swirled about
gloriously, reflecting the afternoon sun's brilliant glow.
"Hey, Joe, you can have first crack at her. I'm going to
tell the other guys what the hell is happening. We've got to keep
enough guys visible or someone's going to know something is
wrong."
Joe nodded his head and turned back to Symphony. "Tits!
Such big, fucking tits!" He held them in his hands, squeezing
Symphony's tits so they stuck out more than they usually did Joe
sucked on one nipple, rubbing the tasty little nubbin of tit flesh
with his tongue, then sucked on her other nipple.
Symphony pretended to fight at her bindings, but really she
was just jerking around so that her tits would wiggle. Joe's hot
mouth was slowly warming her, making her pussy: juicy and ready
for cock again.
When Joe straightened up and pulled down his pants,
Symphony's dark cunt was at the same height as his arching prick.
He kissed her neck and cheek, fumbling between her legs to find
the opening of her twat with his cockhead. Finally, finding that
moist opening, Joe pushed his cock into her. The round knob
pressed hard against her velvety soft pussy lips, then rammed
between them. Joe and Symphony both moaned as cock flesh was
inserted in pussy.
Joe reached behind Symphony, squeezing her ass cheeks. He
reamed her pussy, pulling her ass toward him as he drove forward
relentlessly. His pulsating throbbing prick stabbed deeply into
her juicy snatch, rubbing smoothly against her clit. Symphony
closed her eyes, feeling Joe's hot lips sucking on the ivory skin
of her neck. Her arms and legs outstretched, she was completely
vulnerable to whatever Joe might demand of her ... and she didn't
care. Symphony's juicy cunt needed a hard cock and that's exactly
what it was getting.
"You ... little ... cunt!" Joe hissed, jerking his throbbing
prick back and forth between her pussy lips so that his balls,
heavy with come, swung crazily between his legs. Joe grabbed
Symphony's tits and mauled them, taking the firm handfuls of flesh
and rolling her tender nipples between his thumb and fingers.
"Mmmmmm! Nuuugggg!" Symphony gasped, hoping it sounded more
like a groan of displeasure than a moan of passion. In truth, her
clit was on fire. She delighted in having Joe's cock slamming
full length in and out of her snatch.
Joe's thrusting pelvis slammed his prick into Symphony's cunt
repeatedly, pounding so fiercely that every insertion of his prick
caused a rippling effect in Symphony's firm ass. He stuffed his
throbbing meat into her cunt with incredible force, jerking
Symphony backward so the bindings on her wrists and ankles bit
into her tender skin.
Symphony chewed on the kerchief, trying to beg for mercy,
though, in reality, she did not want it. Her young cunt was being
filled to the brim with a hard prick--not of unusual size or
hardness, but pleasing just the same--and that was all that she
really cared about.
Joe's pounding prick suddenly filled Symphony's cunt with
come. Squirts and jets of hot come, bursting forth from his
pulsing cockhead, erupted in her snatch. He filled her womb with
the second load of come in the day, then he stepped away and
looked hazily at the gagged and bound beauty.
"You're one hot little motherfucker!" Joe hissed, putting his
prick back in his pants. "One hot and horny little bitch!"
Symphony hung on her straps, feeling the overload of jism
begin to trickle from her snatch down her hot thighs before
clinging to her hose. She looked toward the camera and winked,
wondering how long it would take for the next man to arrive.
Soon Curly returned with another man and they pulled down
their pants and took out hard cocks.
"You're getting a little messy," Curly said, seeing the
creamy jism clinging to Symphony's hose.
He pulled her black elastic garter strap, then let it snap
against her thigh. Symphony groaned, biting down on the kerchief
as she felt the garter sting her tender skin.
"What's a matter?" Curly asked sarcastically, sliding between
Symphony's outstretched arm and leg to get behind her. "Isn't
this the way the game is suppose to be played?"
Curly dug his fingers painfully deep into the firm handfuls
of her ass flesh, and he was delighted when she once again
squirmed in mild agony.
"Grrrr! Nnngggghhhhh!" she choked, trying to push the gag
from her mouth. Symphony watched as the man in front of her--a
man she had never seen before--advanced slowly, holding a rock-
hard prick in his hand. He took her sunglasses off and dropped
them to the ground, then smashed them into a thousand pieces with
his booted heel.
Symphony studied the man. There was something evil in his
eyes that frightened her. It wasn't that he was angry with her,
but angry at the world and he was going to vent that frustration
on her body. And then, as she was worrying about what the
stranger would do to her, she had something else to worry about.
Curly's cockhead was pressing against her tiny asshole, pushing
harder and harder against the virgin opening. She whipped her
head around and tried to look at him, but couldn't. As she peered
over her shoulder, the stranger in front of her reamed her pussy
in a powerful thrust of hips and thighs, slamming his cock into
her cunt.
"She's a little sloppy," the stranger said. "But she's still
nice and tight."
"Didn't I tell you she would be? Damn, I'll bet she's never
been cornholed before. Her ass is so tight."
Symphony hoped that Curly would abandon his idea of fucking
her in the ass. She concentrated all her energies on him and
ignored the man fucking her pussy. Hell, if his prick shoved into
her asshole, she was sure it would tear her in two. She felt
Curly's hands grab her hips, and felt his cockhead straining
against her asshole. Symphony fought him--tried vainly to keep
his prick from entering her asshole--but failed. When the rounded
knob finally shoved into her ass, spears of pain ripped her body
apart like knives. Relentlessly his cock invaded deeper into her
asshole. When the stranger pulled back and rammed his cock
powerfully into her pussy, that forced her hips backward and more
of Curly's straining prick was shoved into her butt.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Curly hissed, feeling his prick finally
encased completely in Symphony's ass. He looked down and saw how
strange it looked to have his prick wedged between her tight ass-
cheeks. He pulled back a couple inches, then reamed her butt
again.
Symphony was sandwiched between Curly and the stranger. Her
body was jerked back and forth as the cocks speared her butt and
cunt. She felt hot lips nipping at her neck and callused hands
molesting her big tits. Her eyes fluttered shut and she hung from
the straps limply as the men grunted and fucked her senseless.
Hard cocks reamed her pussy and ass, then jerked and erupted in a
fountain of thick, gooey jism. Symphony felt her abused ass being
filled with come, and then her cunt was getting a third nut-load
of come, and she almost cried with happiness when the cocks were
finally withdrawn from her abused body. Her head hung down, her
long hair hanging over one tingling tit.
"Come on," Curly said to the stranger as he pulled up his
pants. "Let's get back to work."
By five o'clock, Symphony had been fucked by every man in the
lumber yard. They had grabbed her vulnerable, naked body and
pounded their throbbing cocks into her, not one of them concerned
whether she was enjoying the fucking or not. Their balls jerked
crazily and pumped jism into her. Her body was smeared with jism
that trickled from her ass and cunt. So many pricks had jerked
back and forth in her openings that she was left numb in both her
bunghole and pussy. She wasn't even scared when all the men
crowded in after locking the gates.
Curly and several others carried cases of beer. The men,
seven of them, looked at Symphony with expressions ranging from
lust to amusement.
Curly stepped forward and untied the gag in Symphony's mouth.
"Don't scream," he said. "Scream once and I hit you.
Understand?"
"Y-yes," Symphony said weakly. "What time is it?"
"A little after five. The yard's closed down and there's
nobody here to help you. Understand that and we'll all get along-
-and get it on--just fine."
Symphony calculated that she had another hour of running time
on the video cassette. She wondered what the camera would catch
next.
"I'm going to take you down. Now remember, if you try to
fight, or run away, or just plain do anything stupid like kick me
in the balls again, I'm going to beat your fucking head in.
Understand?"
"Yes, I understand. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kicked you."
She was helped slowly to the ground and Symphony stood on
weak legs, feeling the circulation flowing back into her hands and
feet. It was strange, she thought, how she didn't feel in the
least bit uncomfortable being naked in front of so many men that
she had just met that day.
Curly threw a clean white towel to Symphony. "Get cleaned up
and then you can have a beer if you'd like."
"Thank you," Symphony replied weakly, wiping the jism off her
legs and snatch. "My throat is very dry."
The men stood around Symphony, watching her intently as she
cleaned her dark pussy hair. One man handed her a cold beer and
she gladly accepted it, tilting her head back and drinking half of
it in several big swallows. As she drank, one man reached out and
tweaked her nipple lightly. Symphony acted as though he wasn't
even there.
"You're all bastards," she said to the smiling men. "All of
you. And you're fools if you think you can get away with this.
My father will have you all by the nuts. Kidnap. Rape. The list
goes on and on."
"You talk too much," Curly said, stepping forward and
slapping the beer out of Symphony's hand. It rattled on the
ground and gushed foamy beer over one man's boots. "If you're
throat is so fucking dry, I know just what you need to quench your
thirsts."
"Wait, please," Symphony said quietly, taking a couple steps
backwards so that she would be on camera. "I didn't mean to
insult you. Honest I didn't."
"Bullshit!" Curly hissed, grabbing Symphony's long hair and
curling it around his fist. Symphony sank to her knees under his
powerful pulling. Once Symphony was on her knees, Curly released
her hair. "Now take out my cock and suck it, motherfucker! And
you had better be good with your mouth or you're in a hell of a
lot of trouble." Curly looked at the gawking men and laughed
lightly. "Don't worry, boys, I'm willing to share. Just get in
line and she can suck all of us off."
Symphony glanced to the side, directly into the eye of the
camera. Yeah, it would catch everything as long as there was film
in the cassette. She unbuckled Curly's belt, and he helped her
take down his pants, then she curled her slender fingers around
his prick, holding it up slightly. With her manicured, red-
painted fingernails, Symphony scratched Curly's nut sac lightly,
feeling his prick throb in her palm. She pulled the loose skin
back from the reddish knob, revealing the full head with its
slitted tip. A small drop of come formed at the slit and her pink
tongue snaked out, licking off the drop. Instantly Curly's prick
began to grow faster, pulsating in her slowly moving fist.
She puckered her full lips and kissed his cockhead, then let
them slowly open as she let him push his prick into her mouth.
Symphony's tongue danced over his cockhead, sliding almost
playfully along the underside and over the smooth shank. Her
nipples began to get hard with the taste of cock delighting her
wet tongue. Symphony watched as the kinky mass of hair above the
shank pushed closer and closer to her face. Her cheeks sucked in,
forming a tight embrace around the driving shaft.
As Symphony's cock sucking continued, some of the men had
taken out their pricks and were stroking them, watching her
intently. She really gave Curly the sucking of his life, stroking
his hard shank with her fingers, toying with his ultra-sensitive
nuts and working her pouting lips and hot tongue against every
throbbing Inch of lusty meat. Symphony often moaned, extra loud
for the benefit of the men around her.
"Damn! Hot fucking damn!" Curly hissed, clenching his teeth
and squeezing his eyes tightly shut.
Symphony tossed her head back and forth over his cock, taking
it as far back into her honey-soft mouth as she could before
pulling back to whip at the knob with her tongue. And she got her
just reward moments later. A flood of creamy jism burst from
Curly's cockhead, splashing against the teenager's pink tongue
before being greedily gulped down. Symphony kept pistoning her
head over Curly's cock, caressing it with her lips, even when the
come stopped filling her mouth.
"Is that what you wanted ... bastards?" Symphony asked
quietly, still on her knees. She didn't get a response. Instead,
Curly just stepped aside and another man took his place, smacking
his hard prick into Symphony's hot mouth.
Symphony sucked off the second man and the third, working her
experienced tongue on their throbbing meats until their balls
spewed frothy come into her mouth. And she drank down their jism
without hesitation. But by the time the last of the men had
worked their cocks through her lips, she was tired and sore. Her
lips were puffy and she had drunk what seemed like a gallon of
come.
"I'm sorry," Symphony said, still on her knees as the last
man stepped before her. "But I just can't suck you. I can't blow
another cock."
The man just laughed drunkenly and poured a little beer
between Symphony's tits. She gasped as the cold liquid startled
her warm skin. The man grabbed hold of her and held her tight.
He took Symphony's big tits in his hands and wrapped them firmly
around his hard cock, then titty-fucked her until he blew his come
against her chin. Symphony was left with thick blobs of come on
her chin, her neck and between her tits.
"Come on, guys," Curly said, waving his beer bottle. "Let's
get the fuck out of here."
Chapter 5
Symphony was too tired that night to do more than eat and go
to bed. She had no trouble explaining to her mom and dad why she
was late because, upon returning home, she found them in the
living room fucking madly. Symphony watched as her father worked
his long prick in and out of her mom's cunt for a moment, then she
went off to bed.
* * *
The next morning Symphony was awakened by her father, who
wore nothing but a bathrobe. Beneath the covers she wore only her
black silk panties.
"Wake up," Jack said, shaking Symphony by the shoulder.
"You've got another day of work ahead of you."
"I can't go," Symphony said, raising her arms in the air,
stretching the sleepiness out of her limbs. In doing so, the
blankets slithered down her body, barely covering her rounded tit.
"I'm not feeling very well."
"The hell you can't!" Jack hissed vehemently, pulling the
blankets off Symphony's body. "Get your ass out of bed right
fucking now!"
"Hey!" Symphony said, sitting up in bed. It suddenly
occurred to her that her tits were naked to her father's lusty
gaze and she cupped them in her hands, hiding her nipples and
nothing more. "I'm not going there any more."
"I pay every fucking bill in this household," Jack said,
quietly, the anger he felt inside himself now replaced with
instant lust. "Everybody's got to pay their way around here from
now on."
"No, Dad, I'm only seventeen. I'm not going to."
Jack put his hand on Symphony's smooth shoulder and pushed
her back down on the bed. Their eyes were locked to each other,
neither showing anger, fear or even passion. Jack straddled
Symphony's body, resting just part of his weight on her plump tits
and pinning her arms at her sides. Jack opened his robe,
revealing a half-hard cock.
"Everybody has to pay ... in some way or another," Jack said,
fisting his prick. "You pay by keeping your mouth shut around
here, or opening it only when I want my cock in your mouth."
"I'll never suck your cock." Symphony lay on the bed,
staring up at her father as he jacked himself off. She wasn't in
the least bit frightened or angry. After being brutally
gangfucked the day before, there was nothing that Jack could do
that would frighten her. Symphony watched his fist riding
smoothly over his cock and closed her eyes. Her asshole tingled
slightly with the residual pain of losing her virginity in that
opening; her snatch felt a little chafed from the countless in-
strokes of hard cocks she had fucked the day before.
"Ohhhhh," Jack hissed, his balls swinging between his legs.
He rose slightly, leaning forward, holding himself up with his
left hand while his right worked on his cock. Symphony didn't
move, even though his weight was off her and she was free to do
so. Instead, she opened her lips wide, waiting for Jack's come.
But he had his eyes closed and did not see that she was willing to
swallow his jism.
Symphony closed her mouth again and waited patiently. She
felt the first blast of jism splat against her forehead, and the
second strike the bridge of her nose with the come trickling into
her eye. Jack beat his throbbing, spitting meat until he released
everything he had. Looking at his daughter, he found her face
smeared with blobs of his come. The opaque liquid was on her
lips, nose, forehead, stuck to her pillow and matted in her ebony
hair. He got off the bed and tied his robe together.
"Don't be an idiot," he said quietly. "You've got it pretty
nice around here. Say a word and I'll make this home sweet home a
living hell."
"I'm sure you would," Symphony said, looking at her father
impassively. "Should I expect similar treatment every morning?"
"I haven't decided yet," Jack answered, then he left the
room.
Symphony took a shower and got dressed. Her long hair always
took hours to dry, and she was ready to spend a leisurely
afternoon catching up on her reading and maybe write in her diary.
When she got downstairs, Symphony had figured that her dad would
have left for the lumber yard. Instead, she found him standing in
the doorway with his briefcase in one hand, his hat in the other
and his cock sticking out of the fly of his pants. He wasn't
waiting for her. Rebecca, still dressed in her night gown, was on
her knees lustily sucking his prick. Jack moaned long and low and
Rebecca slurped up his come.
"Thanks, honey, I really needed that," Rebecca said, getting
to her feet and licking her lips. She put Jack's prick back in
his pants and zipped him up.
Symphony padded silently into the kitchen and was waiting at
the table when Rebecca walked in.
"Oh! I didn't know you were up," Rebecca said, trying to
smile but failing.
"I saw you sucking dad's cock," Symphony said, giving her
mother a wry grin. "It seems like I'm catching you every time."
"Not every time," Rebecca answered, sitting in a chair. She
was beginning to see her daughter as something of an adult. A
confidante. No longer was she embarrassed about what Symphony
knew about her life. "You didn't catch me fucking Bob, or Shell."
"What?"
"Bob or Shell."
"I figured you had fucked Bob, but I've never heard of this
Shell character."
"Just a guy I picked up in a bar yesterday. Then the
damnedest thing happened." Rebecca lit a cigarette and leaned
back in the chair, crossing her legs. "Make some coffee and I'll
tell you all about it."
As Rebecca told her story, Symphony listened, amazed and
happy that her mother was becoming so liberated and honest with
her. But when Symphony started mentioning that she, too, enjoyed
fucking, Rebecca became very cold and stern. Symphony knew right
away that her mother wasn't ready to hear about all the fucking
and sucking that Symphony had done the day earlier.
"At least Jack is beginning to pay some attention to me,"
Rebecca said. "He fucked me last night and he let me suck him off
this morning. Well, I guess you saw me doing that, didn't you?"
Symphony wanted to watch the video tape of her gang-bang, but
her mom was in a good mood and wanted them to sit outside and bask
In the sun. The two did that for most of the afternoon and,
surprisingly, Symphony never really got horny the entire time.
That night Symphony watched the video tape and even then she
didn't get hot, but it was fascinating for her to watch herself
getting fucked and sucking cock. The camera caught her expression
as she was butt-fucked by Curly. The four-hour cassette ran out
after she had finished sucking the fifth cock, and Symphony knew
that her idea of filming real-life sex scenes was one of the best
ideas she had ever come up with.
Three nights later, Symphony was lying in her bed and
beginning to feel that familiar tingling in her cunt. She needed
cock. She looked at the clock near her bed: a couple minutes past
eleven. Snapping in the cassette, she sat up in bed and watched
the action on her television. Symphony watched as Curly fucked
her against the stack of lumber.
"Yeah, give it to me, big cocksucker," Symphony whispered,
rolling her nipples. She reached between her legs, which were
crossed Indian-fashion, and ran her finger along her dewy crease,
over her silky panties.
Symphony put the tape in fast forward, then stopped it when
she reached the part where Curly and the other guy trapped her
between the wood stacks, then raped her. Symphony's pussy grew
more and more moist, the pussy-juice beginning to soak her
panties.
As she watched the fucking on the screen, Symphony's fingers
crept under her panties. It occurred to her that watching herself
fuck was almost as much of a turn-on as fucking itself.
"Fuck me! Oh, yessss!" Symphony purred, her middle finger
scratching lightly over her clit. Her clit sizzled, quivering at
each touch of her finger. On the screen, her face was twisted
with pain as Curly rammed his huge, throbbing prick into her then-
virgin asshole. Symphony watched the way her hair shook each time
he powered his cock up her asshole.
Symphony wiggled out of her panties and threw them across the
room. Then, spreading her pussy lips with the fingers of her left
hand, she jammed two fingers from her right hand deep into her
cunt, filling the juicy opening. Her hand was a blur between her
spread thighs as her fingers stabbed hard into her pussy.
Symphony's stomach tightened into a knot, then her whole body
began a series of convulsions as the come flowed from her cunt
over her palm and onto the blankets. Symphony bit her bottom lip,
struggling to keep from crying out with ecstasy.
Symphony fell back on the bed, her mountainous tits drooping
slightly to either side of her body, rising and falling with her
heavy breathing. Her eyes flicked to the screen and she watched a
man stepping between her spread thighs, watched as he grabbed her
tits and she bit down on the gag anther mouth, and fucked her.
Her eyes closed and she thought that she would just catch her
breath before shutting off the video tape. And then she was
asleep, splayed out on the bed completely naked as the show
continued on the television.
That same night, when Jack woke up, he knew it was his full
bladder that had awakened him. Naked, he padded to the bathroom
and relieved himself, then decided to see if there was a little
something in the kitchen to nibble on. Passing Symphony's
bedroom, he noticed a faint light coming from under the door, and
he opened it just a crack, peeking his head inside to tell his
daughter to go to sleep. In the pale glow of the television, Jack
saw the wondrous vision of his daughter naked. Her delicious
tits, nipples pointed, rose and fell with her shallow breaths of
sleep.
"Shit," he hissed under his breath, walking into the room to
shut the television off. He really had no intention of doing any
more than that, but when he saw the television, his cock
immediately came to life. His jaw dropped as he watched Symphony,
naked but for her shoes, garter belt and nylons, kneeling on the
ground, sucking the cock of one of his employees.
His first reaction was blind rage. He wanted to beat his
sluttish bitch of a daughter senseless. Then he wanted to fuck
her until she couldn't walk. But instead, he could only watch in
silent horror and lust as his teenaged daughter whipped her tongue
over the guy's cock, then swallowed his come. And no sooner had
the man erupted his come in her mouth and stepped away, than
another of his employees stepped in front of Symphony and tucked
his prick into her hot mouth.
Unconsciously, Jack reached down and fondled his raging hard-
on. His eyes were glued to the screen as he watched man after man
shove his hard cock into Symphony's mouth, jerk it back and forth
between her lips, then finally pull it out, red and shrinking. He
watched the way Symphony's throat worked as she gulped down the
jism and then he became angry when she said she wouldn't suck his
cock. She had sucked the cocks of strangers, but she wouldn't
suck her own father's prick!
Jack looked at Symphony as she slept and lust took over his
senses. He leaped, landing heavily on Symphony's supple body.
His cock pressed against her furry snatch.
"W-what?" Symphony gasped, blinking her eyes open, instantly
awake.
"Take this, slut!" Jack said, his voice dripping with venom.
He tried to power his cock into her pussy, but his aim was off and
he nearly plowed his prick up her asshole. Symphony struggled
beneath him, scratching his back with her long fingernails.
"Don't!" Symphony hissed.
"Shut up! Just keep your fucking mouth shut!" Jack grabbed
Symphony by the throat and squeezed. Not hard enough to cut off
her air, but hard enough to let her know that he could do just
that if he really wanted to. "I've had enough of your fucking kid
games. I've seen your little home movie. Now I'm going to do
with you whatever I choose, and you're going to take it whether
you like it or not."
And then Symphony knew. She knew it all and there was no use
denying anything. Her father had seen her movie and, with it, he
could blackmail her. She stopped struggling, her mind buzzing for
some kind of explanation. Did he know that she was forced to suck
their cock?
"You don't understand," Symphony said quietly, looking into
her father's angry eyes. "It's not like it looks."
"Tell me what it looks like then," Jack hissed, grabbing her
by the hair, rolling off her and jerking her head up so she looked
at the television.
"Oh no ..." Symphony wailed, knowing she was defeated. Just
then the tape ran to the end of its reel and the television shut
off automatically.
Jack released Symphony's hair and pushed himself up on the
bed, resting his back against the headboard. His cock angled
straight up in the air as he flicked on the reading light next to
the bed.
Symphony looked at him over her shoulder, crossing her arms
to hide her tits. Her ebony hair shone brilliantly in the light.
She didn't exactly know what was coming next, but she knew she'd
have to comply with her father's wishes.
"Stand up," Jack said, his face twisted in a wolfish smile.
He was enjoying this one hell of a lot. "Stand up and walk around
a bit. I want to look at you."
Symphony got up, slowly lowering her arms. Biting her lip
softly, summoning up every ounce of courage she had, Symphony
walked around the bedroom, letting her heels hit the carpeted
floor a little harder than usual so that her tits would jiggle
more than they normally did.
"Now face me and play with yourself."
Symphony gasped.
"You heard me. I said play with yourself."
Symphony's hands were shaking as she brought them slowly up
her sides. Her fingers grazed lightly over her tight stomach,
inching toward her mounding tits. She looked directly at her
father, her eyes dull, as though she were in mild shock.
"Yeah, that's right," Jack purred, stroking his throbbing
erection.
Symphony's fingernails prickled her tender skin. They
traveled up to the bottom swell of her tits, then circled around
her tit before approaching the pointed, hardened nipple from the
top. Her fingers played in circles around the little nubbins,
then Symphony pinched her nipples lightly and tugged them out,
away from her body. She felt the spears of passion scream through
her veins, and she knew that if she kept this up she was going to
be terribly, terribly horny for her father's cock. She wouldn't
have to follow his orders, she'd want to fuck him and suck his
cock without having to be told. Her eyes were transfixed on his
hard-on.
"Now come over here and suck my prick. Let me see those lips
of yours really give me the works."
Jack crossed his fingers together behind his head as he
watched his daughter sit on the edge of the bed, then lean to the
side, her head nearly between his legs. He kicked up one foot and
put it over her body, trapping her from quick escape.
"Do you know what you're doing?" Symphony asked quietly,
grabbing her father's prick by the base and giving it a soft
squeeze. "Do you know I'm your daughter?"
"I know precisely what I'm doing. I realize you're my
daughter, but I also realize that you sucked the cock of every man
I have hired. If you can wrap those thick lips of yours around
their pricks, you can do the same to dear ol' dad, now can't you?"
"Have I any choice?"
"None at all."
Symphony threw her hair over her shoulder, not wanting it to
obscure her father's view of her cocksucking. She stroked his
meat. Slowly, she lowered her mouth to his prick. Her lips
parted slightly, pulling in to shield her teeth. She heard her
father groan low in his throat as her hot breath poured over his
sensitive cockhead, and she knew that she would be doing this
many, many times over. First he had jerked off in her hair; then
he jerked off on her face. And now she was about to suck his
cock.
Symphony squeezed her fingers a little tighter around Jack's
prick, feeling his pulse pound against her palm. She bent lower.
His cockhead drooled slightly with a drop of crystal clear come
forming at the tip. She parted her lips a little more, careful
not to smear his jism, and took his knob in her mouth. Once his
cockhead was being fully warmed in the liquid embrace of her
mouth, Symphony whipped her tongue over the tip and tasted her
father's come.
"Holy motherfucking shit!" Jack gasped, watching his
daughter's lips crawl slowly over his puck. He saw how her more-
than-full tits mashed against his thigh, becoming even more
rounded than he had imagined possible. His first urge was to
close his eyes and just concentrate on the wonderful pleasures her
blow-job gave him, but he decided that watching Symphony's mouth
stretched and distorted because of his prick was even better.
"Let me hear you moan," Jack said, watching Symphony's face
bobbing slowly on his tool. "I want to know you love my cock."
"Mmmmmm! Arrrggghhhhh!" Symphony choked, tossing her head a
little faster on her father's hardened cock. She squeezed his
shank tightly in her fist, simultaneously jerking him off and
sucking him off. Her mouth watered with the scrumptious taste of
cock. Symphony worked her tongue around the slick knob and
against the side and bottom of her dad's cock. Her pussy grew
moist, dewy with her cunt juices.
"Yeah, you're a first-rate cocksucker," Jack whispered. He
had to fight down the urge to pump his hips up and down because he
wanted Symphony to do all the work. He didn't want to fuck her
mouth, he just wanted to lay back, like a king, and enjoy the
pleasures those people of lesser social rank were required to
provide for him.
Yes, Jack thought to himself. A king. A king who could
demand anything and receive it without rebuke.
"Peon," Jack hissed. "Suck my cock!"
"Yes," Symphony whispered, taking her mouth off his rigid
prick just for a second.
"Yes what?"
"I don't understand."
"Yes, my king and master!"
"Yes," Symphony said, then flicked her tongue over his cock
crown. "Yes, my king and master!"
And then she was once again sucking his cock hungrily,
tossing her beautiful face up and down over the quivering column
of rock-like flesh. She fondled her father's nuts, sort of
bouncing them around while her tongue pranced over his spongy,
round cockhead.
"That's enough," Jack said. "I've liked your cocksucking,
but there's more to be done." He was feeling like royalty and his
tone of voice reflected his attitude. "Straddle my body and put
my prick in your cunt. And you had better be tight, better move
just right, or you'll face the consequences. I mean it, cunt.
You'd better be one hot little fucker, or you're in big-assed
trouble."
Symphony got to her knees on the bed. She put one leg over
his body, then reached down and grabbed her father's spit-slick
cock. Aiming it carefully at her swat, she slowly lowered
herself, feeling his round cockhead pressing bluntly against her
dewy opening.
"Ohhhhh!" Jack groaned, feeling her pussy juice, warm and
slippery, begin to trickle over his knob.
Symphony leaned forward, placing her palms on her father's
muscular chest, then she lowered herself a little more. Her dark,
hairy cuntlips pushed inward, protesting the invading cock, then
spread wide, tightly encasing his meat. A quiet purr came from
her throat as she dropped a couple more inches, feeling his hard
prick pushing into her belly. Downward she dropped, until her ass
was pressing against his thighs and his cock was completely
stuffed inside her pussy.
"Now bounce, bitch! Let me see you bouncing up and down on
my cock!"
Symphony raised her ass slowly, his imbedded cock being
withdrawn to the knob. Then she dropped down quickly, letting her
weight plunge his prick into her pussy. They both let out soft
moans and squirmed involuntarily as the feelings of cock and cunt
got the better of them.
"Ohhhh! You snappy little bitch! You really know how to do
it!" Jack looked at Symphony's silver-dollar-sized areolas, with
the nipples hard in the center. He fondled them. He filled his
hands with her firm flesh, then pulled them down to his open,
waiting mouth. He sucked on her nipples, nipping at them lightly
with his teeth while she bucked up and down.
Symphony watched her father gnawing on her tits and she
tossed her head back, enjoying the sensual glow in the pit of her
stomach. Something inside her head told her that fucking her own
father was wrong, but something else whispered to her that her
father's cocksmanship was extraordinary. Shaking her head caused
her waist-length dark hair to cascade over Jack's face.
Jack sucked on one nipple, then the other. He stuffed as
much of the succulent tit flesh into his mouth as he could and
whipped his tongue over the hard nubs. He fondled her naked,
perspiring thighs, squeezing them until he felt the muscles
working as she propelled herself up and down over his prick.
"Kiss me, you bitch!" Jack hissed.
Symphony dropped down on him, her huge tits mashing against
his chest as their lips met. She immediately flicked her tongue
in his mouth and Jack accepted it greedily, sucking on her tongue.
Bracing his feet on the bed, he began to meet Symphony's downward
movements with thrusts of his own, reaming her juicy snatch hard
with his meaty cock.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Symphony gasped each time Jack's prick
slammed home into her pussy. She ran her fingers through his
short hair, her hot breath hissing in his ear.
"Fuck! Damn it! I'm gonna ..." Jack powered his prick
upward into Symphony's pussy with inhuman speed. Again and again
he reamed her, his balls swinging crazily between his legs. And
then the come started spurting into her cunt. Countless jets of
the creamy, thick jism exploded from his balls, raced through the
shank of his prick, then blasted out the round cockhead. He
filled Symphony's pussy with come and, feeling her belly getting
its just reward, Symphony, too, climaxed fiercely. She tossed her
head from side to side, gritting her teeth to keep from crying out
in ecstasy. Her nipples grew even longer and harder.
And when it was all over, she slumped down on Jack, gasping
for air. Symphony felt Jack's prick shrink in size and slowly
slip from her pussy. She let out a little squeak of protest when
her cunt was suddenly empty--except, of course, for his hot come--
and then rolled off her father.
"Suck my cock again," Jack said, his eyes glazed over with
sexual satisfaction. "Clean my prick with your mouth."
Symphony took her father's red, sated prick and licked it.
She could taste her own oils on the sticky meat and that pleased
her. With his prick being soft, she had no trouble taking all of
it into her mouth. She bobbed on his cock several times, then
fell back on the bed, arms outstretched, and was asleep even
before Jack left the room.
* * *
Rebecca was sucking Jack's prick the next morning when he
awoke. Rebecca had thought that he would be pleased with her, but
instead she had only made him angry. After fucking his young and
beautiful daughter the night before, Jack's old hang-up about
fucking only young bitches had flared up stronger than ever.
"Get away from me, you old hag," he hissed, grabbing her by
the hair and jerking her face off his cock. "I haven't got time
for that nonsense right now."
Rebecca was nearly in tears as Jack took his shower, dressed,
then headed to the lumber yard without saying another word to her.
Rebecca quieted her trembling nerves with a shot of scotch,
then dressed and went downstairs. She found Symphony sipping
coffee, dressed unusually casual in cut-off jeans and a strap-
sleeved T-shirt.
"What's wrong?"
"What makes you think something is wrong?"
"Because you're not normally such a bitch in the morning."
Rebecca's anger instantly flared up. Her first reaction was
to slap Symphony across the face for being so disrespectful. But
then she realized that she had indeed been bitchy to her daughter
for no apparent reason.
"I'm sorry. Jack said some cruel things to me this morning
and I'm taking it out on you." Rebecca sat down at the kitchen
table next to Symphony and lit a cigarette. "Damn him! Sometimes
he's the most fantastic husband in the world and then, almost in
the same breath, he'll become the lousiest mother-fucking
sonofabitch you'd ever not want to meet!"
"Don't let him get you down, Mom," Symphony said. "He's just
got his ways about him, that's all."
Rebecca took a long look at Symphony, then suddenly noticed
that the white T-shirt did little or nothing to hide the
incredibly full swell of her tits, and even highlighted the
pointed nipples. On closer inspection, Rebecca could plainly make
out the brown circles of Symphony's areolas.
"Wearing that T-shirt with your figure is like wearing
nothing at all."
"Why else do you think I'm wearing it?" Symphony's eyes
locked with her mother's, challenging. "Don't think I'm a sweet
little virgin, Mom. I love to fuck and suck just as much as you
do."
Rebecca was dumbfounded. Her lips moved, but no words came
out. Sure, she knew her daughter wasn't the most innocent of
girls, but she never dreamed she'd hear Symphony talking so
bluntly, so crudely. Rebecca took a long look at Symphony. She
saw how the T-shirt fit her shapely upper body tightly, the T-
shirt several sizes smaller than it should have been. The bottom
of the shirt stopped a couple inches above Symphony's cut-offs,
revealing her navel and a thin strip of tanned stomach. And the
cut-offs were almost like a denim bikini. And, to make matters
worse, the jeans fit her like a second skin, highlighting the
pleasant curve of Symphony's ass.
"So what have you got planned for today?" Rebecca asked, not
altogether sure she wanted to know the answer.
"Nothing special, but I thought fucking would be in order."
"Anyone in mind?" Rebecca was amazed at how calm she sounded.
The twitching in her pussy suddenly reminded her that she hadn't
gotten laid that morning, like she had hoped she would.
"No one special. Just a guy with a cock. Preferably a big
cock, but that's not really too important. Just so long as it's
hard. That's all I'm really concerned about." Symphony took a
cigarette and lit it, studying her mother's face. Rebecca was
shocked, all right. Shocked, just like Symphony had hoped she
would be. "Take it easy, I'm not going to embarrass the family."
"I never said you were going to, did I?"
"So let's go find someone to fuck."
Once again Rebecca was speechless. She couldn't think of a
single thing to say to Symphony. Then, Rebecca nodded her head.
Symphony smiled. She was actually going cock-hunting with her own
mother. How deliciously erotic it seemed to her!
Chapter 6
Rebecca went to her bedroom to change clothes and, after
Symphony had finished her cigarette, she followed. Barging into
the bedroom without knocking, Symphony found her mother completely
naked, standing in her walk-in closet looking at her clothes.
"I really don't know what to wear," Rebecca said,
unconsciously covering her tits with her hands.
Symphony looked at her mom. Strange things were happening in
Symphony's mind and she made no attempt to rationalize anything.
She was horny. Damn, she was horny! The wild fucking she had
gotten from her father the night before had really turned her on
and now she wanted more of it. There was something absolutely
delicious about getting it on with someone in the family and
Symphony wanted more of it. More ... more ... more ...
Symphony looked at her mom's firm body, smiling. Her mother,
at thirty-four, had kept herself in excellent shape. Her legs
were smoothly tapered. No ugly marks of fat anywhere. Perhaps
her ass was a little larger than it needed to be, Symphony mused,
but that was okay. Many men liked a big ass. And the tits.
Yeah, her tits were fine. Not as large as Symphony's--very few
women were so well endowed--but her mom was a big-titted woman
just the same.
"Symphony, don't look at me that way," Rebecca said, a cool
shiver tickling her spine. "You're making me feel uncomfortable."
Symphony stepped closer and grabbed her mom's wrists, then
pulled her hands off the swelling tits. Symphony's eyes took in
the brown nipples and her mouth watered. She could hear her mom's
hoarse breathing, sensed how her mother was powerless against her.
Bending forward, Symphony caught one pointed nipple between
her full lips. She sucked on the little bud, flicking her tongue
back and forth over it while her lips chewed lightly. Then she
worked her way slowly down the inside slope of the tit to the
other nipple. Her tongue left a saliva trail from one nipple to
the next. Symphony sucked, pulling her lips back to nip at the
bud with her teeth. She heard her mom groan and felt her struggle
weakly, trying to free her hands.
"Symphony, don't do this," Rebecca groaned quietly. "This is
wrong. All wrong."
Symphony bared her teeth and bit the nipple in her mouth,
causing her mom to squirm uncomfortably. It wasn't really
painful, but it wasn't like Symphony's tender caresses, either.
"Ouch! You're hurting me!"
"Then don't try and deny me." Symphony's eyes held that now-
familiar challenge. The power-trip that her father was on had
rubbed off on her and she liked it. "Sure, you're older than I
am, but I know more about fucking around than you do. Hell,
besides dad, how many lovers have you had?"
When her mom didn't answer, Symphony made a move to bite her
nipple again.
"Two! Shell and Bob. Just those two!"
"Well, I can't count how many cocks I've sucked in my life or
how many guys I've fucked. That makes me the experienced one and
you the beginner, doesn't it?"
Rebecca nodded. Symphony's lips curled in a satisfied smile.
She was in control now and she liked it. She liked it a lot.
"Now let's find you something to wear." Symphony released
her mom's wrists, placing them at her sides so her mother would
know better than to hide her tits again. "Something provocative.
Something blatantly sensual."
Symphony looked at her mom's clothes, her hand on her chin as
she carefully examined each piece of clothing. What would be
best? Something suggestive. No, Symphony thought, let's go for
the whole thing. No sense in being subtle, let's be blunt!
* * *
Jack leaned back in his chair and kicked up his feet. He
should have let Rebecca suck him off. So what if she's not as
young as she used to be? I'm not as young as I used to be, Jack
thought. The notion made him angry and he lit a cigar, chomping
down viciously on the tip. He inhaled the smoke deeply and blew a
plume of smoke toward the ceiling.
"I've got to fuck a young girl," Jack murmured quietly to
himself. The vision of Symphony's beautiful body seemed etched in
his mind. First he had jacked off in her hair, looking down at
her lovely face. Then he had jacked off on her face, and that
experience was one of the greatest of his life. And then,
finally, he had fucked her. Fucking his young daughter, he
concluded, was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
When the intercom buzzer sounded, Jack answered it angrily.
"Yes? What do you want?"
"Your wife and daughter are here to see you," Jack's
secretary said.
"Send them in." Jack kept his feet on the desk, wondering
what the fuck they wanted now. Had Symphony told Rebecca about
what happened the night before? No, she wouldn't dare, Jack
thought.
When the two women entered the office, Jack's eyes nearly
fell out of his head. Rebecca was wearing an old mini-skirt she
hadn't worn since the early 1970's, and a short-sleeved blouse
with the bottom rolled up and tied in a knot between her tits.
Obviously, she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits bounced freely.
"Hello, Jack," Rebecca said, closing the door. She noticed
how Jack's eyes went up and down her body, then scanned Symphony's
body. "Symphony and I thought we'd see how you're doing."
"Yeah," Symphony said, sitting on the edge of Jack's desk and
twisting sideways a little so her tits bulged out more. "We just
wanted to know how it's hanging."
"I'm not really sure I know what you mean." Jack was trying
to be cool, but the surprise showed in his voice. "How what is
... hanging?"
"Your cock, dummy." Rebecca reached out and placed her palm
over the lump in Jack's pants. She squeezed his cock with one
hand while untying her blouse with the other. Once the knot was
undone, her tits jiggled free, naked to Jack's gaze.
"You haven't been doing your duty with mom," Symphony said,
plucking the cigar frown between Jack's fingers. "She needs to
get fucked and she'd like to get fucked by you. If that's not
possible ... well, then, she'll just have to go elsewhere."
"Now what's it going to be," Rebecca taunted, releasing
Jack's cock and letting her blouse slip from her shoulders to the
floor. "Do I fuck you or someone else? There are plenty of men
in this lumber yard who'd sell their soul to fuck me."
"Shit!" Jack exclaimed.
Rebecca and Symphony took his hands and stood him up.
Symphony worked on his upper body, taking off his tie and shirt
while Rebecca worked on his shoes and pants. As soon as Jack's
cock was freed from his underwear, Rebecca buried the half-hard
meat in her mouth, moaning long and loud.
"None of that now," Symphony scolded. "Wait until he's
naked, then suck his cock."
Rebecca let Jack's cock, which was twitching to hardened
life, slip from her mouth. She took off his shoes, socks, helped
him step out of his pants. And then Jack was standing naked
before his wife and daughter, his cock angled out, drooping
slightly. Rebecca reached behind her back and pulled the zipper
of her mini-skirt down and let it fall to the floor. Beneath it,
she wore a lace garter belt, dark hose and high-heeled shoes.
"No panties?" Jack asked, his cock doing a little dance
between his legs as it throbbed. "That's not like you, dear."
"It was Symphony's idea. In fact, this whole thing was her
idea. She's quite a determined young woman, you know."
Symphony stepped back, content to just watch what was about
to happen without getting actively involved. Besides, she didn't
want her mom to know that she and her father were lovers. Rebecca
wasn't that liberal ... yet.
Rebecca and Jack stepped together slowly, almost cautiously.
This was a new experience for both of them, particularly with
their daughter watching them, and they felt a little
uncomfortable. Jack reached around Rebecca and cupped her
asscheeks in his hands, pressing her moist twat against his hard
prick. She tilted her face up to loin, kissing him softly on the
chest before meeting his parted lips with her own.
They kissed feverishly, tongues darting, hands groping for
hot, sensitive, erotic flesh. Rebecca reached between their
bodies and found his cock pressing against her belly, just above
her cunt hairs. She stroked it, reaching down with her other hand
to fondle his nuts which were at pussy level.
"Will you eat my cunt, Jack? Will you eat my pussy like you
used to?"
"Oh, baby, you know I will."
Rebecca moved so that she was leaning against the desk, just
a fraction of her weight on it with her legs kicked out, spread
wide. Jack dropped to his knees and opened her cunt with his
fingers. He found her tiny clit, coral red and glistening wet. A
gasp came from Rebecca's throat as she felt his tongue dart out,
scraping against her clit. Jack toyed with the clit briefly, then
devoured it. His mouth worked over every inch of Rebecca's
sizzling pussy, driving her wild.
Symphony moved closer to get a better look. As she watched
her father eat her mom's pussy, her hand rubbed between her legs
and she wasn't even aware that she was doing it. Briefly she
wished that her camera was nearby. Filming Jack and Rebecca
fucking would be a masterpiece to her cinematic career.
"Eat me! Oh! Yeah! Eat my cunt, honey! Lick my pussy!"
Rebecca hissed, twitching her hips against the hard wooden desk.
The sharp edge bit into her firm ass, but she didn't care. Her
husband, who had neglected her for so long, was finally kneeling
between her spread legs, sucking her pussy with the gusto she had
long forgotten.
Jack's tongue buried several inches deep into Rebecca's cunt
and he tasted her salty juices. Nothing better than sucking
pussy, Jack thought as his tongue worked incessantly. He spread
her cunt lips wider with his fingers, feeling Rebecca's firm body
tense at his touch.
Symphony watched her father eating cunt and, in doing so, her
own pussy got juicy. Stepping behind him, Symphony got down on
the floor on her back. Wiggling forward, face up, she kissed his
hairy ass and he raised himself slightly, giving her more room.
Symphony slithered on the floor, pushing herself up until her tits
were being flattened by Jack's thighs and his balls were dangling
above her face. Looking up, Symphony watched him sucking her
mother's pussy, then she raised her face and tickled his nut sac
with her tongue.
Rebecca hadn't noticed what Symphony had done. She was
leaning back on the desk, concentrating on her husband's fantastic
tongue that seemed to be everywhere on and in her cunt at one
time. Her nipples were rock hard, pointed, tingling.
Symphony wrapped her arms around his thighs, stroking his
hard prick with just her fingertips. She sucked one nut into her
hot mouth, just holding it there, letting it puff out her cheeks.
Finally letting it slip from between her lips, Symphony started
licking his sac again, getting it wet with her spit. She licked
at that special area between the sac and the asshole and Jack's
body quivered.
When Rebecca opened her eyes, all she could see of her young
daughter was her slender legs, knees up, poking out behind Jack.
She realized instantly what Symphony was doing and at first she
thought of yelling both at Jack, for letting her suck his cock,
and at Symphony. But the feelings in her cunt prevented her from
doing that. Her come was welling in her body, threatening to be
released. Anger was an impossibility for her at that moment.
Symphony, her arms barely long enough to reach around his
legs, pushed his hard cock down toward her mouth. The long pole
with the round head was difficult to push down, but Symphony
finally got it at an angle where her succulent lips could caress
it. She opened her mouth wide and he lowered his hips a couple
inches, poking his prick into her honey-soft mouth and mashing her
tits even more with his thighs.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Symphony moaned, hoping it would be loud
enough for her mom to hear. She wanted her mother to really know
how much she enjoyed cocksucking. Symphony's tongue slithered
over his cockhead, working lightly over the taut skin. She
squeezed her father's ass.
"Okay, Symphony, however you want it," Jack said, pulling his
mouth from Rebecca's cunt only briefly. Then, while eating his
wife's pussy, he started moving his hips back and forth slowly,
fucking Symphony's tightly clamped lips.
Rebecca rested on her elbows and hooked her heel on the edge
of the desk. It was glorious for her to watch Jack eat her cunt.
He hadn't done that in so long, she wondered how she had survived
without his ultra-erotic tongue to please her pussy.
For Symphony, moving was almost impossible. Her arms were
under Jack's legs and much of his weight was pressing down on her.
Even if she wanted to get away, she couldn't have. But she was
happy to just lay on her back, mouth open, and let her dad work
his cock between her full, soft lips. She accepted his prick
happily, drawing hard on it whenever he pulled it from her mouth
so that just the crown still parted her lips. A bubble of spit
formed at the corner of her mouth, then trickled down the side of
her face before mingling with her ebony hair. Symphony felt the
powerful meat pulsating against her tongue and she wanted to drink
her father's come by the gallon.
"Ohhhh! Faster, Jack! Do it faster! Eat meeeeeee!" Rebecca
screamed, tossing her head back, thrusting her hips against Jack's
face. Her body tightened, relaxed, tightened, relaxed--then was
tossed in convulsive twitches as her come burst from her cunt.
Jack licked furiously, trying to catch every drop of the juice he
hadn't tasted in months.
Rebecca gulped in air as the last of her pussy juice seeped
from her snatch. Then she lay back on the desk, feeling various
papers sticking to her hot, perspiring skin. She stared at the
ceiling, noticing for the first time the sound of Symphony's spit-
filled mouth being stuffed with cock meat.
"You little cocksucker," Rebecca said weakly, lifting her
legs over Jack's head to stand near him and get a better look at
what Symphony was doing. "You'd suck the cock of your own
father?"
Symphony would have responded, but she was pinned to the
floor and her mouth was crammed tight with her father's prick.
She mumbled out something that was supposed to signify that yes
she would indeed suck her dad's cock, but her reply was
indistinct.
Jack leaned back and for the first time Rebecca could see
Symphony's beautiful face, sticking out under Jack's spread
thighs. Rebecca saw how easily and readily Symphony took his cock
between her lips and Rebecca was more than a little shocked.
Still, it was also a turn-on to see young Symphony being so grown
up.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Jack said, reaching up and
tweaking his wife's nipple. "Look at how her lips work on my
cock."
Rebecca looked at Jack and Symphony. It was a weird
sensation for her to watch them going at it. Rebecca's tingling
tits were at face level for Jack and she held one tit in her hand
and fed the rosy nipple to his lips.
"Jack, let me suck your cock," Rebecca whispered. "Will you
stick your prick in my mouth like you're doing to Symphony?"
Jack got to his feet as Rebecca lay down on the floor.
Symphony groaned in protest as the cock was taken from her mouth
and she grabbed his prick, trying to get it back between her lips.
"Sorry, dear," Rebecca said, "but this is a job for me.
Maybe you can learn a trick or two."
"I'll bet," Symphony said, trying to sound sarcastic.
Jack straddled Rebecca's body and aimed his cock at her open
mouth. He pushed into her until his cockhead was pressing against
the back of her throat. Then, knowing the incredible expertise of
Rebecca's sucking ability, he pushed farther, driving his prick
right down her throat.
"Holy shit!" Symphony murmured, watching the cock go deeper
and deeper in Rebecca's mouth. She saw how her mother's throat
expanded to accommodate the thick tube of meat. "I guess maybe I
can learn a little something about cock sucking from you Mother."
"You're fucking right," Jack said proudly, reaming Rebecca's
clutching lips with his prick. "This little lady's been sucking
my cock for many years and I've never found ..." Suddenly Jack
realized that he nearly confessed to fucking around on Rebecca and
he shut up. Rebecca was staring up at him, wondering if what she
was guessing was true. "I've never found myself not enjoying it
thoroughly."
Rebecca accepted Jack's explanation and worked her tongue on
his delicious meat faster. Jack shoved his prick down her throat
time and time again, driving so deep his fat balls flopped on her
chin when his knob was in her throat.
Symphony watched them, smiling as she played with her cunt
through her cut-offs. Behind Jack's undulating ass, Rebecca's
tits were being shoved back and forth on her chest. Symphony's
eyes trailed down farther on her mom's body until she reached the
curly mass of blonde cunt hair. Her mom's legs were spread
slightly and she twitched her ass on the carpeted floor. Symphony
was surprised with herself when she realized that she wanted to
eat her mother's pussy.
What the hell, why not? she decided finally. Symphony pushed
Rebecca's legs wider apart. She heard her mother protest and felt
her try to close her legs, but Symphony pushed harder and bent
down, catching the aroma of her mother's cunt. Whatever
reservation she had to begin with vanished instantly and she began
eating cunt, perhaps clumsily in her inexperience, but frantically
just the same.
Rebecca's struggle to keep Symphony from licking her pussy
ended as soon as she felt that pink tongue tickling her sizzling
clit. Rebecca chewed on Jack's prick as he shoved it into her
mouth. Her lips puckered in as he reamed her throat, then puffed
out as he drew his rod from her mouth. Even though Rebecca had
come just moments earlier, she felt the come welling up in her
body again. The kick she was getting from having her daughter eat
her pussy was even greater than that of having Jack eat her out.
It was new and exciting and shameful and sexy. Damn! So sexy!
Jack looked down at Rebecca, watching the way his cock drove
down her throat. His cock slid down her throat and he felt a
slight twinge of pain as his cock protested being bent in such a
fashion.
Jack looked over his shoulder and saw Symphony between
Rebecca's wide-spread legs, eating cunt like a maniac.
"So you eat cunt, too, eh? Well, I'll be damned!" He pulled
his dick from Rebecca's mouth and stood up. "Come on, honey,
let's get a little more comfortable. That's the wrong way for me
to fuck your mouth like I want to."
Jack guided Rebecca to the table and she lay on her back with
her head hanging over one edge and her ass hanging over the other
edge. Jack stepped near her face, rubbing the head of his cock
over her cheeks and neck as Symphony resumed her licking of
Rebecca's juicy snatch.
"Come on, damn it! Give me your ..." Rebecca said before
being shut up by having Jack plug his cock into her face.
"You're one hellacious cocksucker," Jack said watching her
throat swell with his meat plowing into it. "One good
cocksucker!"
Jack fucked Rebecca's face smoothly, in measured strokes.
Pushing completely into her mouth until his fat, come-laden nuts
flopped lazily against her nose, then pulling back so she could
caress his glistening knob with just her lips and tongue.
Rebecca's legs were around Symphony's head as the teenager
thrust her tongue between the velvety soft, sweet folds of
pussylips. Symphony fondled the thighs that touched her face,
feeling the soft silk hose and running her fingers along the lace
garter belt. Her cheeks were wet with cunt juice and strands of
her dark hair stuck to her cheeks.
"I love your cunt, Mom," Symphony said, inserting her middle
finger deep into her mom's snatch. "It's delicious."
Rebecca couldn't answer. Her mouth was busy with Jack's fat
cock as it moved relentlessly back and forth. The mushroomed
cockhead slammed against the back of her mouth, then plunged down
her throat again and again.
"I'm going to come," Jack said calmly, rolling Rebecca's
nipples between his fingers. "I'm going to come in your mouth.
Do you want that?"
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Rebecca moaned, signifying that she did.
"When he comes in your mouth, don't swallow it," Symphony
said, getting up on the desk, her face just inches from her
mother's. "Let him come in your mouth and then we'll kiss.
Okay?"
"Shit! Ohhhhhhh!" Jack groaned, trying to control himself as
much as possible.
If he pounded his cock down Rebecca's throat too hard he
might hurt her and he didn't want that. Not now that he had
finally come to appreciate her fantastic blowjobs again. His cock
quivered, pulsed between her lips. Jack pulled it from her
throat, then jerked it back and forth between her lips, giving and
taking just a few inches. His balls swung between his legs
loosely, then pulled up tight against his body.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Jack screamed as the come exploded from his
nuts and splattered against Rebecca's tongue. She lashed at the
knob with her tongue, sucking hard on the fat tube of meat as it
spewed out cream. Rebecca moaned, drawing on his cock until she
had everything it had to give. The salty, pungent come filled her
mouth and she pushed Jack away. If he stuffed that thick prick
into her mouth again, some of the jism would escape and Rebecca
didn't want that.
As soon as Jack stepped away from Rebecca, Symphony took her
mom's face in her hands and kissed her. Symphony opened her mouth
and Rebecca spit the thick, creamy wad of come in. Symphony
tasted the spunk, swirling the jism around her mouth before giving
it back to Rebecca. The women passed the come back and forth
until finally they had swallowed all of it.
"Oh, that tasted heavenly," Rebecca said, stroking her
daughter's hair, smoothing it away from her face.
"I just don't know what came over me," Symphony said. "The
idea just popped into my mind."
"Yes, your mind. Your incredible mind." Rebecca let her
fingers trail slowly down Symphony's back until she cupped her
daughter's firm ass. She let her fingers slide into the back
pocket of Symphony's cut-offs. "You always were the smartest one
in the family."
Jack stepped into his pants and zipped them up. He wondered
if the secretaries had heard. Would they tell the men? Jack
smiled with satisfaction. The men wouldn't dare do a thing.
After all, he had in possession a film that showed them raping his
daughter. That alone would be enough to keep the men quiet.
"So are you going out to find another man," Jack said, "or
are you going home to make me a big meal. After that we'll watch
movies and fuck." Jack's tone was confident. He was in charge of
the situation and he knew it.
"We're going home," Rebecca answered, picking up her blouse,
beginning to tie it in a knot again. "Is there anything good on
television to watch?"
Symphony shot Jack a look and grinned. "Yeah, Mom, there's
something really good to watch."
"What is it?"
"I'll tell you later."
As the women left the lumber yard, all the secretaries gave
them funny looks. Yeah, they had heard the passionate screaming
and moaning coming from Jack's office. But none of them had the
courage or inclination to say anything.
Symphony and Rebecca spent the afternoon cooking a lavish
dinner. Steaks, potatoes, wine, salad, dessert. Everything was
included in what they were sure would be a feast before the orgy.
"You wouldn't believe how shocked I was when I saw you
sucking Jack's cock," Rebecca said, wiping her hands on her apron.
"At first I thought I'd beat you senseless, then I figured having
you suck his cock would be better than some cheap slut. Right?"
"That's sort of the way I look at it," Symphony answered.
"Let's face it ... I need to suck cock regularly. And since I'm
not particularly interested in settling down with one boyfriend,
I've been jumping from man to man. Now that I've got Jack to
fuck, I don't need to run around. I've got everything I need
right here at home."
"Whatever possessed you to lick my pussy?"
"I don't really know. Suddenly it just seemed like a good
idea, that's all."
"Well, it was a good idea," Rebecca said, reaching out to
touch Symphony's smooth cheek. "A damn good idea."
Symphony kissed her hand, feeling that familiar twitching in
her cunt. She looked at her mom's tits, so tightly encased in the
blouse, almost begging to be fondled. Symphony buried her face
between the firm tits, inhaling deeply of the musky, tantalizing
perfume. She pushed her mom's mini-skirt up and she found the
furry cunt was slightly moist. And then, as her tongue flicked in
the valley of her mom's tits and her fingers were just about to
enter the juicy cunt, they both heard the front door opening.
"Jack's home," Rebecca said quickly, pulling Symphony's face
away from her body. Together they ran to the door, finding Jack
standing with his briefcase in one hand and his hat in the other.
"When is dinner ready?" he asked casually, flipping his hat
into a chair. "I'm starved."
"Everything is ready. All I have to do is put on the
steaks," Rebecca said, feeling like a teenager making a dinner for
her date for the first time. "Can I get you a beer?"
"Let Symphony do it. You start the steaks." Jack walked to
the kitchen, sensing how his wife and daughter were trying to
please him. True to his nature, he decided to be difficult. He
sat down at the table as Symphony poured a cold beer into a glass.
"That's very good. If both of you do a good job with the dinner,
maybe I'll even let you suck me off."
"Oh, Daddy, you're not as tough as you try to be," Symphony
said, intentionally brushing her tit against his arm. "But don't
worry, I won't tell anyone."
Despite himself, Jack had to smile. That damn daughter of
his was just as bright as anyone could get. She couldn't be
fooled. Not for a second.
"If you're so damn smart, why don't you eat my steak right
fucking now?" Jack said, laughter in his voice. He turned away
from the table and spread his legs.
"Do you mind me not sharing, Mom?"
"Go ahead, dear. I'll join you later."
Symphony got to her knees and pulled down his zipper. He
eyed her over the rim of his glass, smiling casually. Jack
watched as she took out his cock, then touched her pouting lips to
the head. As her tongue lashed out casually over the knob, his
prick began to quiver, stretch and grow until it was standing out
from his body, strong and proud.
Rebecca turned the steaks, then she watched her daughter's
head bobbing slowly up and down over his cock. It surprised her
how quickly her attitude had changed in regards to Symphony's
becoming sexually involved with Jack. Hell, only a couple days
before, Rebecca couldn't imagine Symphony sucking anyone's cock or
fucking anyone, least of all Jack. And now? Now it all seemed
very natural, very right, very good.
Rebecca walked over to Jack. He was toying with Symphony's
hair as she sucked loudly on his prick. She took his hand and
placed it on her tit, squeezing his hand harder over her firm orb.
"She's great," Jack said quietly, "but she's not as good as
you."
"I resent that," Symphony said impishly, looking up at her
parents. She planted a smacking kiss on the round head of his
cock. Then she added, quietly, "I've got time to learn. Mom can
teach me everything she knows."
"Sure I will, baby," Rebecca said, patting her cheek. "But
right now I've got to cook or I'm sunk. Right?"
All three chuckled and Symphony resumed her sucking. She
allowed the head to slip between her lips, applying mild suction
to the throbbing meat that stuffed her mouth. Symphony rubbed her
tongue lightly along the underside of the prick as she bore down,
taking more of it into her mouth. She felt the crown sliding
along the roof of her mouth, then press at the opening of her
throat. Try as she did, Symphony just couldn't deep-throat her
father the way her mom could.
"Don't get me off," Jack said quietly. "I have to save
myself for later. We've got a long night ahead of us."
"Yes," Rebecca added, setting Jack's plate with a huge steak
on it in front of him. "Your services are going to be pushed to
the limit tonight."
Symphony got to her feet, looking at the glistening wet prick
standing out from Jack's pants. She could still taste his cock in
her mouth. "I guess that was okay for now. Pacify me a little.
After dinner," she said, kissing her father, "you're going to
really get a workout."
Jack chuckled and the three ate dinner, only a few words
exchanged. They glanced at each other and smiled, all
anticipating the glorious fucking they would soon be getting.
When they finished, Jack had a second beer while Symphony and
Rebecca put the dirty plates in the dishwasher.
"It's showtime, folks," Jack said, walking to Symphony's
bedroom. She knew what he was talking about, but Rebecca didn't.
"Let's watch our daughter's movie debut, Rebecca. I promise it
will be a Oscar-winning performance."
Jack jumped on Symphony's bed, sliding over to the middle so
his women could sit on both sides of him. Rebecca sat next to
him, leaning back against the headboard while Symphony prepared
the video system for operation.
"What the hell is going on? Why watch television when we can
fuck?" Rebecca asked, cuddling up close to Jack, under his arm.
She reached between his legs and squeezed his prick lovingly.
"Come on, Jack, would you rather watch TV or fuck me?"
"Just hold your opinions until you see what's on TV,"
Symphony answered, getting on the bed. Her huge tits jiggled
under her T-shirt, the nipples already hard.
Rebecca looked at the TV for a moment, then shrugged her
shoulders and kissed Jack's chest, slowly working her way down his
body. She kissed the lump of his cock under his pants, and then
slipped off the bed. She took off his shoes and socks and slipped
out of her mini-skirt and blouse before Symphony stepped into view
on the screen.
"Holy shit!" Rebecca exclaimed as she got back on the bed.
There on the screen was her daughter, undressing in front of a
man. Moments later she was being eaten out by Curly. "How ...
who took those pictures? Jack, did you?"
"No, she set the camera up and left it running," Jack
answered, allowing Symphony to unbutton his shirt and take it off.
"Craziest damn thing I've ever seen."
The three undressed, their eyes glued to the television.
Then, when all were naked--except Rebecca, who still wore her
frilly garter belt and hose--they sat on the bed, Jack's arms
around their shoulders as he fondled their tits. His prick was
hard with both women playing with the throbbing meat and his
balls. Rebecca slid down on the bed again and wrapped her hot
lips around the drooling knob, tasting the little drop of come
that had formed at the tip while watching Curly fuck Symphony on
the screen.
"He really knows how to fuck," Symphony said, playing with
her clit while Jack rolled one nipple between his thumb and
forefinger. "Kind of inconsiderate though. He wouldn't let me
suck his cock ... and then the bastard ... well, you'll see what
he did."
Symphony got off the bed and Jack slid sideways. As Rebecca
moved over to continue sucking his cock, Symphony raised her mom's
legs, putting them up on her shoulders so she could bury her
tongue in that blonde, juicy cunt. Rebecca turned a little to
give Symphony more room, and moaned deep in her throat. Her hot
lips pushed down over Jack's cock. She felt the fat knob push
against the back of her mouth, then invade her throat.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, chomping lightly on the shank
with her teeth, sort of teasing Jack's pulsing meat.
Symphony whipped her tongue back and forth over her mom's
clit, tasting the salty oil her manipulations produced. As she
licked the hot snatch, she worked one finger deep between the
velvet lips. With her other hand she shoved a finger up her mom's
asshole. She felt her mother writhe and Symphony speeded up her
actions, attacking the cunt with more energy than before.
As Rebecca took Jack's cock in and out of her throat, she
watched the screen. There was her daughter, bound between two
units of lumber, with one man fucking her ass and one fucking her
cunt. Watching it was a mind-trip for her. The most incredible
thing she had ever seen. Then, with no forewarning, her stomach
tightened and her come squirted from her snatch. She twitched and
jerked as Symphony slurped up the oils, licking the snatch from
top to bottom.
"You're coming, aren't you?" Jack joked, watching his wife
squirm on the bed. He was amazed at how she could keep his cock
in her mouth the whole time and never once get too rough with his
sensitive meat. "You're the best cocksucker in the whole fucking
world, Rebecca. Nobody even comes close."
When Rebecca's come finally subsided, she uncorked Jack's
prick from her mouth, gasping heavily. Symphony pulled her
fingers from her mom's cunt and ass, then looked at the screen.
She was still strapped between the lumber, but the men were no
longer there. Symphony put the video machine in fast forward
until the action started again, then she returned to the bed.
Lying on her side with her father behind her, Symphony took
his cock and placed it at the opening of her cunt. With a thrust,
Jack plugged his throbbing meat in her.
"Get between my legs and lick my balls while I fuck her,"
Jack said and Rebecca did as ordered. From this position all
three of them could watch the television and get it on at the same
time.
"That's so nice," Symphony purred, feeling Jack's hot lips
caress her neck while his fat cock jammed into her cunt.
"And you've got a snappy pussy," Jack said casually, working
his prick into her cunt while Rebecca tongued his balls. He
reached around her slender body and cupped one plump tit in his
hand. What right did any teenager have in sprouting a pair of
tits that large? Jack smiled at the thought, tugging lightly at
her nipple. On the screen Symphony was on her knees, sucking
cock.
They fucked slowly, Jack not wanting to shoot his load so
that he could prolong the pleasure as long as possible. The three
watched Symphony take cock after cock into her mouth. They
watched the men stick their thick tubes of meat between her lips,
slide them in and out repeatedly, then watched as her throat
worked, gulping down their bubbling, creamy jism.
"You're one hell of a cocksucker for such a young girl," Jack
said, working his prick into Symphony's dark, juicy snatch.
"Hell's bells! I think I drank a gallon of come that day.
Honest!" Symphony bent her head to one side, giving her father
more room to kiss the velvety smooth skin of her neck. Her
insides were boiling. His driving prick was pushing her closer
and closer to her own orgasm. "Ohhhhhh!" she moaned. "Dad, I
don't think I can hold back much longer! Dad, I'm going to come!
Fuck! Fuck meeeeeeee!"
Jack reamed her tight young pussy as hard and fast as he
could. His balls, slick and wet with Rebecca's spit, rolled back
and forth crazily between his legs. He felt the jism building in
his nuts, then erupt powerfully, spurting the length of his dick
right into his daughter's clasping swat.
"Take it! Ahhhhhhh! Ug! Ug! Ug!" Jack screamed as his
spunk filled Symphony's hot cunt.
As soon as Jack had given Symphony every drop of come, he
pulled his cock from her cunt and Rebecca took the slick, cunt-
juice-covered tube of meat into her mouth. She sucked it clean as
her lips and tongue worked slowly, lovingly. Then she turned her
attention to Symphony's pink snatch, digging her tongue deep into
the dewy crease, licking up the come that trickled slowly out.
"This is incredible," Jack hissed, gasping for air as he
watched his wife lick his daughter's pussy. "This is absolutely
fucking incredible." And then he started to laugh. Before long,
all three were laughing, hugging, groping for hot flesh. What
they had started doing that night wouldn't end there. From that
point forward, night after night, they would be fucking and
sucking.
The End
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