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From: Phil Phantom <pp@philphantom.com>
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Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2001 08:10:03 -0500
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                         Ballsie Fuckers
                         By Phil Phantom
                      HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com

Lucy said, "Honey, we have to talk.  I did something pretty
bizarre today, and it involves Sharon."

"Something bizarre that involves Sharon?  What did you do, make
her Barbie Dolls anatomically correct?"

"Very funny.  I wish it were that mild; besides, Sharon hasn't
played with Barbie dolls in years.  Wayne, you'd better sit down
and get a grip."

Wayne sat at the table with his wife, Lucy, his face now taking
on a serious countenance.  "What is it, Lucy?"

Lucy took a deep breath, then said, "I jerked a man off in
Sharon's vagina."

Wayne shot up from his chair, standing over Lucy.  He shouted,
"You did what?"

"It's true, Wayne, but it's not as bad as it sounds."

Wayne took a deep breath and said, "If it's not as bad as it
sounds, I gotta hear this."

Wayne retook his seat.  Lucy sat up straight and said.  "I took
her for her first pelvic exam."

"Oh no, Lucy.  You didn't take her to that quack twat doctor of
yours, did you?"

"He's not a quack.  He's a real doctor, and he's my doctor.  Why
wouldn't I take her to him?"

"Because she needs a real pelvic exam, not a finger-fucking,
tittie-nibbling, clit-sucking game of Doctor and Nurse."

"She got a real exam."

"And a twat full of sperm, evidently."

"All right, but that was partly my fault.  I got caught up in what
he was doing to her.  Sharon was turned on like no thirteen-year-
old girl ever was.  Before I realized it, Dr. Langdon was
stroking his naked cock and moving between her legs.  The next
thing I know, I've got him by the cock and I'm stroking it for
him.  The rest is history.  It just sorta happened."

"It just sorta happened?  You never told me you were in the habit
of playing with the doctor's cock.  You've been having an affair
with him, too, haven't you?  He's your god damn steady lover,
isn't he?"

"No he's not.  I don't have a steady lover and don't want one.
The main reason I sleep around is for the variety.  This was the
first time he ever exposed himself.  All I ever did with Dr.
Langdon was lie still and let him get me off.  That's all he ever
tried to do.  I'll tell you this much, though, if I'd ever seen
his cock, I'd have begged him to fuck me.  Furthermore, if he
pulls that cock out on my next visit, I'm leaving that office
with a messy pussy."

"Is that supposed to be a threat?"

"No, Wayne, but I am being honest.  I don't threaten you with my
affairs.  What would be the point?  I mean it, Wayne, Doctor
Langdon has the most beautiful cock I've ever seen, either in real life
or pictures.  He had me in a trance, Sharon too.  She watched me
jack him off in her twat and didn't bat an eye about it.  I'd
like her to continue seeing Dr. Langdon with me, but I want you
to be aware.  I've made more appointments, but if you find this
too upsetting, I'll cancel."

Wayne was back to running fingers through his hair, a clear sign
of deep, confused, and conflicting thought.  Lucy let him think
for a while, then said, "Well, shall we keep the appointments?"

"You know he'll want to fuck her.  These won't be jerkoffs."

"He was going to fuck her this afternoon.  I grabbed his cock to
prevent him.  At least, that was my intention.  Jerking him off
was a compromise.  Still, he managed to get four inches up her
twat.  I only had six inches to work with, but that did the job."

"He has a ten-inch cock?"

"At least, but ten-inch cocks aren't all that uncommon.  He's
also thick.  I could just barely touch my longest finger nail to
my thumb nail."  Lucy made an "O" with her curled fingers and
showed Wayne, saying, "That's how thick the shaft is, and the
head is the size of a small apple.  And you should see his balls.
This is no exaggeration.  His balls would not fit in your coffee
mug.  Just one of his balls filled my cupped hand.  I've never
seen a man with such balls."

"That's a fucking under statement.  How in the hell did little
Sharon take anything that big."

"Remember, she'd been dilated with a vaginal speculum earlier,
and she was slippery and slimy from all the fingering she took.
To get the head past her vaginal ring, he squeezed all the blood
out and quickly got the deflated head in before it re-inflated.
That was one tight fit, let me tell you.  He had to wait for his
dick to go soft before he could pull out.  They say humans can't
get locked up, but they were locked up.  He'd have sucked her
pussy out trying to pull out with a hardon."

"Damn, I'd sure like to see something like that."

"I wish you could have seen it, Wayne, I really do.  That little
girl of ours is not only the cutest thing in skirts, she's a
sexual dynamo with an incredible pussy.  Her nipples stand out a
good inch from her tit mounds when she gets turned on.  Her
nipples were standing tall the whole time she was lying on that
table.  And, by the way, we had her buck-assed naked."

"Oh Jesus.  God, I would have loved to see that.  That girl has a
body like no thirteen-year-old should.  Those tits of hers drive
me crazy.  I can just imagine what her pussy looks like.  Tell
me, Lucy.  What does it look like?"

"I knew you'd come around once your dick got hard.  Wayne, this
is no lie, I have never seen a pussy like Sharon's.  If you think
her boobs developed quickly, you should see her twat.  She has a
twat that looks like it belongs on a fully grown woman.  On her
tiny frame, her pussy looks positively obscene, especially when
you can see her tits too.  It's as if some mad doctor
transplanted the tits and pussy from a Playboy model and stuck
them on a little girl's body.  That fucking cunt of hers had my
mouth watering, and I never took an interest in cunt before
today."

"Tell me how it looks."

"You'll see it soon enough, but to satisfy your curiosity, she
has fine light hairs that are barely noticeable.  Her outer labia
lips are like halves of a small banana.  The inner lips are long
and hang outside the outer lips like petals on a red orchid.  Her
clit is bigger than mine, if you can believe that, and hangs
naturally outside her cunt lips, even when standing with her legs
together.  With her legs spread wide, that clit of hers stands up
like a little boy's cock."

"I knew it; I just knew it.  I knew that kid had a dynamite pussy
between her legs."

"Her hole looks small compared to the rest of her twat.  The
inside is bright pink and glistens in the light.  That hole
easily took three of Langdon's fingers before he used the
speculum, then snapped back to its former shape as soon as he
extracted the instrument.  Langdon told her she had the most
remarkable vagina he'd ever seen, and he knows pussy."

"I'll give him that much."

"What I saw was the perfect specimen of a vagina locked in
copulation with the perfect penis specimen.  They were locked up
for ten minutes following ejaculation.  I felt like I needed to
turn a garden hose on them, though making them separate was the
last thing on my mind.  There is no way I will prevent them from
getting it on good and proper the next time.  I'll hold her down
for him if I have to, but I won't have to.  I may have to drag
her out of there, though.  Well, what's your answer?  Shall we
breed our daughter to the good doctor?"

"You know, you could have phrased that better.  I'm having a
difficult time with this as it is.  I don't want her getting
fucked; I sure as hell don't want her getting pregnant."

"Sorry, but it's the truth.  He won't use protection, but you
needn't worry about her getting pregnant.  He can take care of
any pregnancy.  He IS a doctor, you know.  I'm sure he just wants
the thrill of knocking her up.  You gotta admit, breeding our
young daughter to a perverted doctor does make the act more
interesting."

"Interesting?  I'd say more perverted."

"Yes, but that is more interesting.  He'll probably let her go
past the first trimester, and most likely wait until she starts
showing.  Picture that, Wayne.  Our little Sharon with a plump
round belly and even bigger tits."

Lucy could see she had Wayne picturing.  A wry smile formed
without him being aware.  He finally looked at her and said,
"That's a picture, all right."

"If you want a better picture, imagine her adorable pussy with a
man's sperm pouring out of her pretty pink hole and running down
her little legs.  Sharon rode home with Langdon's sperm running
down her legs.  Believe me, that sight was hard not to discuss."

"How could you not talk about it?"

"She didn't want to talk, so I didn't say anything.  I figured,
she'd talk when she was ready."

"I'm trying to picture this scene.  Wasn't she at all shy about
her condition?"

"She lost all shyness in the office.  She didn't even appear
self-conscious.  You know how Sharon will sometimes sit like a
cowboy in Levis when she wears a dress.  Well, she rode like that
in the car.  I could barely keep my eyes on the road."

"Did she notice you staring?"

"Yes, constantly.  I couldn't stop myself.  The man cums like a
fucking horse.  Just walking from his office to the car had the
inside of her legs saturated clear to her heels.  She left pecker
tracks all the way to the car.  That was because she was
barefoot, carrying her shoes and socks.  The doctor wanted to
watch me walk her to the car that way.  Wayne, you never saw
anything so erotic in your life.  If you'd been there, you'd have
cum in your pants."

"Shit, Lucy, I'm about to cum in my pants just hearing you tell
about it.  How did Sharon take all this?  The kid must be
traumatized."

"Bullshit.  She'd return in a blink.  She's not ready to talk
about what happened, but she loved every second, even the ride
home, especially the ride home.  After Langdon came in her pussy,
while he waited to soften, I toyed with her clit.  She was up on
her elbows watching me play with her pussy with that huge cock
plugging her.  I brought her off twice.  The way she was sitting
in the car, she seemed to be begging for some more attention to
be paid to her hot little pussy, so I reached over and pushed her
skirt up in her lap."

"She must have freaked when you did that."

"Shit no.  She remained perfectly still, even when I reached
between her legs and began playing with her sloppy twat.  She
didn't even cringe or shy away when I pulled up alongside a big
rig and stayed alongside him.  The horny trucker was half hanging
out the window, wanting us to follow him.  I unbuttoned her
dress, pushed her bra over her tits, and showed him the rest of
her."

"Did she try to hide?"

"Not a bit.  If anything, she stuck her chest out and widened her
knees.  The bitch was in heat, Wayne.  She was hoping I'd follow
him."

"God, I love it.  Tell me more!"

"I took sperm from her pussy and applied it to both nipples.
Those nipples got hard and shiny.  They'd vibrate when I flicked
my fingers over them.  That crazy trucker damn near ran over us,
so I pulled away and lost him.  She stayed like that all the way
home, and I fingered her all the way home, too."

"And she never wanted to talk about what happened?"

"Nope, not a word was said.  She did not go straight to the
bathroom as I expected; she went straight to her bedroom.  She's
been in there for over an hour."

"She's still in there?"

"Yes.  She finally went to the bathroom just before you came
home, but went right back to her bedroom.  She's in there
masturbating.  I know she is."

"How do you know she isn't in there crying?"

"Because I passed her in the hall, and the look in her eyes told
me all I needed to know.  We exchanged self-conscious smiles.
We've both been masturbating since we got home, and we both saw
that in each others eyes.  Trust me, she's not crying."

Wayne ran his fingers through his hair and sat back in his chair,
saying, "Wow, I don't know what to say.  I can't believe you're
not concerned about Sharon getting pregnant?"

"I knew she wasn't ovulating.  We'd established her cycle during
the opening questions.  Besides, I figured if he got her
pregnant, he could certainly fix it.  Abortions are an outpatient
office procedure.  He wasn't worried, so I figured why should I
sweat it.  He is out to get her pregnant, though.  That's why I
need to discuss this with you.  He set her up with five
appointments starting next Monday.  They run each day till
Friday.  That spans her ovulation period.  His intention is
clear, Wayne.  He wants her pregnant."

"Did you agree to those appointments?"

"Hell yes.  I'd love to get her pregnant.  If it were up to me,
I'd let it go to term.  We can always give the kid up for
adoption, but think of the fun we'd have nursing her through a
full pregnancy.  Can't you picture that kid with a belly like a
beach ball, waddling around this house with her big titties
jiggling and leaking mother's milk?"

"Does Sharon know about these appointments?"

"She stood right beside me at the receptionist desk while I made
them.  This was on the way out, so she stood with cum leaking out
of her twat."

"And she didn't say anything?"

"I keep telling you, she didn't say a word from the time Langdon
began playing with her pussy.  Even when we passed in the
hallway, just a few minutes ago, she didn't say anything.  She
understood the significance of that time frame.  He told her
she'd be ovulating by next Wednesday.  And another thing, her
appointments are set for after hours, way after hours, from eight
to ten PM.  You can't get more plain than that.  Sharon knows she
has an appointment to get pregnant.  I'm certain of it."

"You're right; she's no dummy."

"Yes, and I'm sure she'd appreciate her daddy rubbing lotion on
her belly and titties to avoid stretch marks.  You'd do that for
your little girl, wouldn't you, Wayne?"

The wheels were turning.  Wayne said, "If she wanted it done, I'd
do a damn good job."

"She'd want it done, I can assure you, and she'd lie tits-up on
your lap for the service, in the nude, with her legs wide apart.
I can see to it.  Work with me, Wayne."

"Okay, I'm willing to set aside my misgivings if Sharon is willing
to go to those appointments with no pressure from you or Doctor
Longdong.  And another thing, when she starts showing to where
people start noticing, he yanks that bastard out."

"And you talk about my phrasing."

"You know what really burns my ass about this whole situation
with Dr. Longdong?  It's getting a bill for your monthly foreplay
sessions.  I mean, it's bad enough that he fondles my wife, but
then you leave so horny that you end up fucking the first guy you
meet.  You stay out all night, leaving me to cook supper and try
to explain your whereabouts to Sharon.  In the morning, assuming
you came home at all, I wind up doing the breakfast and seeing
her off to school.  And then there's the times you stumble in
half drunk and reeking of sex with Sharon getting ready for
school.  For that, I get a bill for fifty bucks sent to my
office.  The mother fucker has balls, Lucy, he's got big balls."

"Yes, and you always pay him promptly, and I do appreciate that.
Look, that's my one vice that costs us money, and it's worth
every penny, to me, anyway.  Besides, Dr. Langdon gets such a
charge out of charging and sending the bills to you."

"Yeah, well he'd better not charge me for Sharon's appointments.
I'll be damned if I'll pay that ballsie cock-sucker to screw my
daughter.  And I'll be double damned if I'll pay him to knock her
up."

"He will charge you for those appointments, Wayne.  We discussed
the fees.  Since her appointments are after hours, they'll be
time and a half, and they are two hour appointments.  That's
$150.00 per appointment."

"Jesus Christ, Lucy!  That's $750.00.  He's insane if he thinks
I'll pay that.  I should be sending him a bill for you and
Sharon."

"You'll pay his fee, Wayne.  We both want this to go down.  If
you won't admit it, I will.  Dr. Langdon is performing a service
that we both want.  He's a professional.  We're going to pay the
bill."

"Shit, if I know Langdon, he'll probably bill us for the
abortion, too."

"I expect him to, and we'll pay that bill as well."

"What a fucking racket.  He gets paid to knock 'em up, then gets
paid to unknock 'em.  What balls!"

Lucy smiled, came over, and gave Wayne a big kiss.  She then
said, "You're the best husband and father any wife and daughter
ever had.  You didn't even ask me to get on the pill, even though
you know I'm going to let that horny doctor fuck me every chance
I get.  You have no idea how much that turns me on.  I just love
a man that is so secure with his manhood that he can let his wife
sleep around and not even be concerned that she may conceive and
deliver another man's child.  Wayne, you have never been sexier
in my eyes.  I feel like letting you fuck me without using a
rubber."

Wayne ran his fingers through his hair all through Lucy's bizarre
declaration, but when it came time to speak, he said, "Really, no
fucking rubber?  I hate those fucking things.  It's been years
since I had a raw piece of ass."

Lucy kissed his nose and purred, "Yes, I know, and I do feel for
you, but you know what would really turn me on like gangbusters?"
Wayne shook his head.  "If you wore one anyway knowing full well
that the men I sleep with don't, and the doctor will get it raw
every fucking time.  I just can't bring myself to ask a lover to
wrap his dick in plastic before fucking my horny pussy.  Asking a
man to wear a rubber is an insult to his virility and would spoil
everything, but you understand that completely."

"Do you mean to tell me that the guys you've slept with didn't
have to wear a rubber?"

"No, of course not, silly.  I thought you knew.  Maybe you're not
as cool as I thought.  No wonder you never pitched a fit.  You
thought I was protected."

"I knew some didn't, but I never thought none did.  I'm not
pissed about it, just a little surprised, that's all.  I mean,
that's pretty risky.  After all, you're the one that doesn't want
any more children."

"Wayne, I said I didn't want us to have any more children.  If I
got pregnant during an adulterous affair, it's a whole different
ball game.  Carrying another man's child to term, then raising
that child as one of our family; well, that would be so...so
erotic, so nasty, dirty, and wicked.  That child wouldn't be
another mouth to feed.  She or he would be a love child.  Just
lying next to you in bed with another man's child growing in my
womb would keep me hot and horny.  Having a child around the
house that looked nothing like you would be even better--a
constant reminder of my infidelity."

Wayne's hair got a good workout while he tried to sort through
Lucy's message.  Lucy could see that he wasn't dealing with the
flood of new information very well, so she said, "Don't get me
wrong.  I'm not trying to get pregnant; I'm just not trying not
to, except, of course, with you."

"I'm your husband, Lucy.  Don't you have this bass ackwards?"

"For most women married to wimpy, insecure husbands, you're damn
right.  I can indulge myself because my man doesn't need to
constantly prove his manhood by keeping his wife barefoot and
pregnant.  Most women wouldn't dream of telling their husbands
about a sexual affair.  I can tell you about every single one
right after they happen and know that you won't pout or throw a
temper tantrum."

"No, I never did that."

"That's what I love about you, Wayne--you are so damn cool and
together as a man.  I can come home with a pussy filled with
another man's cum, and you won't mind sloppy seconds.  You'll put
on your rubber without being reminded, then accept a tired,
unresponsive, loose, slimy fuck, while stirring up the seed of a
man who might father your next child, and never complain.  I find
that so fucking macho, and so fucking sexy.  I could just fuck
your brains out right here and now; and piss on the rubbers, I'd
give it to you raw and let the sperm fly."

"You really find that sexy, huh?"

"The only thing sexier is when you go down on me when I've just
returned from a fuck.  You must not have a single homophobic bone
in your body, Wayne.  You are amazing, absolutely amazing.
You'll get right in there and get your face all in that slimy
fuck goo, licking, and swallowing sperm like it was some exotic
cream sauce.  The only other guy that ever did that was a Navy
SEAL.  Wayne, you should have joined the Navy.  They wouldn't
have made you a clerk typist like the Army did.  You are SEAL
material, Wayne."

"Do you really think so, Lucy?  I am a good swimmer.  A SEAL
actually went down on you after another guy, huh?"

"I swear.  He ate that guy's sperm like exotic cream sauce.  He
couldn't get enough, so he sucked the guy's dick to get him hard
so he could fuck me again.  I can see you doing that, Wayne."

"I could do that.  Sucking a man's cock wouldn't be a big deal to
me.  It wouldn't make me queer or nothin'.  I mean, you have to
go out looking for dicks to suck to be a queer.  I'd never go
looking for opportunities, but if a dick needed sucking to bring
you pleasure, hell, I'll suck the damn thing."

"Yes, and you'll suck it good, too, as good as any queer or Navy
SEAL."

"You're damn straight...Uh, Lucy, can we get back to this fucking
without a rubber business?  I could sure use some raw pussy right
about now."

"Honey, I need it worse than you, but I just had the most
marvelous idea.  This is so deliciously wicked."

"What?  What?"

"Why don't you call Buster and invite him over."

"What!"

"He's been trying to get in my panties for years.  Well, I am now
ready to give him what he wants, right here in our home, with you
and Sharon in the house.  Wouldn't that be exciting?"

"God damnit, Lucy, we have an agreement--no fucking people that I
know, and no affairs in this house.  What's gotten into you?"

"I'm horny, Wayne, hornier than I've ever been in my life.  The
situation is different, now.  This thing with Sharon will open up
our sexuality in this house.  I don't need to hide my sluttish,
adulterous behavior from her any longer, as if she didn't already
suspect.  She saw me kissing Dr. Langdon passionately.  Hell, she
saw me lick his dick clean when he pulled out of her twat.
She'll see a hell of a lot more than that on Monday.  I'm eager
to get started with our new order.  I got to see her taking a
dick; it's only fair that I return the favor.  In the mood she's
in, she'll love it."

"What about me, Lucy?  I won't love it."

"I was never concerned about you in the first place.  Sharon was
the reason I agreed to those conditions.  Shit, you can handle it
with ease.  Call Buster, Wayne."

"Ah, Jeeze, Lucy, not Buster.  Anyone but Buster.  He's already
over here more than he's home, and I have to work with the guy.
I have to listen to his sexual bragging all day long, and the big
dumb fucker couldn't get laid in a two bit whore house with a
hundred dollar bill pasted to his forehead.  You and Buster would
be like mating a junk yard dog to a champion poodle.  He'd be
impossible if he were getting pussy from you, raw pussy,
especially.  He knows I have to wear rubbers."

"I want Buster."

"You always said he was crude and uncouth.  You call him a pig."

"He is, and that's why I want him.  He's a ballsie fucker, and
that's what I want.  Besides, he's not that bad looking and he's
got a big dick.  It's his ballsie behavior that really turns me
on, though.  Hell, he grabs my tits and ass right in front of you
as it is.  I can just imagine how he'll be after I give him the
best fuck he ever had in his life."

"Yeah, especially if you give it to him raw."

"It will be raw, Wayne.  I'll get down on my knees and suck his
cock, then get that cock deep in my pussy to take the cum shot.
I'll spread my legs as wide as I can and beg him to cum in my
pussy.  Before long, I'll be doing that in front of you and
Sharon, and Sharon will see you suck Buster's cock to get him
hard so he can fuck another load in my cunt.  This will be great.
Buster is so convenient and always available."

"You'll get knocked up for sure if you start something with
Buster."

"That's right, and the best part is, Buster looks nothing like
you.  You're short; he's tall.  You're dark featured; Buster is
a fiery redhead.  His kids are so distinctively his.  How could I
have over-looked Buster all these years?  Buster will be the
father of your next child, that much I can promise you.  I am no
longer not trying; I am trying to get pregnant.  Call Buster,
Wayne."

"Ah, shit!  Give me the fucking phone.  I can see there's no
talking you out of this, but you'd better give this more thought.
You're going to freak Sharon out.  This thing with Buster might
blow the whole deal with Dr. Langdon.  She's not terribly fond of
Buster, you know?  She's been the target of more obscene assaults
than you have.  It's Sharon he's really after; I hope you know
that."

"I am well aware of that fact, Wayne.  He's probably the only
child molester in history that regularly comes right out and
tells the parents exactly what he plans to do with their little
girl."

"He'd never have done that if you'd ever gotten pissed about it."

"I like ballsie men, but that doesn't explain why you never
stopped him.  Hell, I've seen you sit quietly while he talked
that trash in front of Sharon."

"I figured it was up to you to say something.  I have spoken to
him when you weren't around."

"Yeah, I'll bet you have.  For your information, after she gets
knocked up, she's going to help me take care of him.  I'll see to
that personally if I have to strip her naked and tie her to her
bed."

Wayne had started dialing, then hung up half way through to say,
"You're not serious, are you?"

"Yes, I am.  Wayne, think about it.  What would be the harm?
She'll have had plenty of sex by then, and she'll be pregnant.
Fucking Buster can't hurt her, and she'll probably welcome him
between her legs after that week with Langdon.  Fucking changes a
girl, especially the kind of raw, unadulterated, nasty fucking
she'll be getting.  She'll have those girlish notions about love
and romance knocked out of her head by next Friday.  They won't
be making love, and Buster sure as hell won't make love."

"But forcing her?"

"Think about it, Wayne.  Use your imagination.  Buster fucking
Sharon all over this house, stripping her naked in front of us,
boldly doing all those things he talks about doing.  Picture
Sharon sucking Buster's cock; Sharon taking it up the ass; Sharon
turned into a sex-crazed little whore, a live sex show right here
at home.  Call Buster."

"Ballsie Fucker"  Part two

Wayne let the images run through his mind, then began dialing.
"Buster, this is Wayne.  I thought you'd stop by after work.
I've got a cold six pack on ice and two more in the fridge...She
did, huh?...Well you can get out of that.  Sharon's home and
she's wearing a dress.  Sharon?  Beer?  What do you say?...I
thought so.  By the way, Lucy is looking mighty fine herself.
She's wearing that outfit you like with no bra.  You'd better
hurry before she finds out you're coming over...I'll go ahead and
pop the top for you.  Later."

Wayne hung up the phone and Lucy said, "Do I need to change
outfits?  You weren't talking about this thing, were you?"

"No, the red fluffy blouse and the black mini skirt.  Remember,
lose the bra."

"I knew it.  My whore outfit.  I'll lose the bra and panties.
Shit, I have to hurry."  Lucy dashed toward the bedroom but
stopped just before entering to shout back, "Check on Sharon.
Make sure she's wearing a dress, the one she had on today.  It's
her sexiest, and tell her to join us at the table."

"I can't tell her what to wear, and she never joins us when
Buster's in the house."

"Tell her I said to wear the dress, and tell her I said to join
us.  Just do it, Wayne.  I don't have time to fuck with it."

Wayne went to Sharon's room and knocked lightly on the door.  He
heard a panicked voice cry out, "Don't come in.  I'm...uh,
getting ready to take a shower."

"It's me, Daddy.  I have a message for you from your mother."

The door opened a few inches with Sharon hiding in a crouch with
her face in the opening.  "What Daddy?"

"Sweetheart, we're having company over and your mother wants you
to wear the dress you had on today and join us.  You'll have to
shower later."

"Who's coming over?"

"Buster."

"Buster!  He's not company."

"I'm just telling you what she said."

Wayne noticed that the door gradually eased open to reveal the
left edge of Sharon's body, which told him she was completely
naked behind the door.  His eyes darted frequently to the
enticing flesh she revealed, but Sharon avoided looking him in
the eye.  She said, "Hum, that's strange.  She knows I can't
stand that man.  What's going on?"

"I don't know, sweetheart.  She's in a mood."

Sharon was no longer crouching, so more of her bare hip showed as
did her left shoulder and a fraction of her chest.  She said,
"You mean one of those moods?"

"I'm afraid so.  She's putting on her red blouse and black skirt
outfit.  Does that answer your question?"

The door opened a bit more and revealed the beginning swell of
Sharon's left breast as she said, "For Buster?  Is she nuts?"

"You'll have to decide for yourself.  I'm just the messenger."

Sharon now stood with her left nipple peeking out around the edge
of the door.  Wayne's eyes fought a hard battle not to stare
openly.  Sharon seemed to be intentionally avoiding eye contact
so as not to discourage her father from stealing peeks.  This,
along with her not-so-subtle exposure, encouraged Wayne to stare
not-so-subtly.  She said, "All right.  I'll be out in a sec.
This should be interesting."

Wayne did not want the conversation to end just when the show was
getting good, but her last statement seemed like a dismissal.  He
quickly said, "Yes, I'm sure this will be interesting.  She
suggested I invite him over, and she's not even wearing bra or
panties."

Wayne knew he'd struck pay dirt when Sharon struck a relaxed,
contemplative pose, hanging onto the upper part of the door with
her right hand.  In this new pose, she eased out so that her left
breast was fully exposed.  Her left leg was also fully exposed,
clear to her left cunt lip.  Wayne leaned on the door frame to
see her shiny clit as she casually said, "Wow, this is getting
interesting.  It sounds to me like she's trying to seduce him.
Hum...that would explain why she wants me to join you guys and
wear my blue dress.  You know how Buster gets when I'm around
him."

"Yeah, he gets horny."

"Exactly."  Sharon was now showing her entire vagina and a good
portion of her right breast while pretending to be absorbed in
thought.  Wayne found the act to be a delightful tease, so out of
character for his formerly shy daughter.  She had, indeed,
undergone a radical transformation.

Wayne found himself undergoing a change as a result.  Wayne lost
all shyness about looking, and openly devoured what his sexy
daughter offered to his eyes.  Sharon noted the change and began
openly looking him in the face, watching him devour her body.
She said, "I wonder if Mom would want me to go braless without my
panties on."

"I think it's a safe bet she'd appreciate that in her present
mood."

"If she wants to get him good and horny, I suppose I should.  You
know how grabby he gets.  He'd find out that I am naked under the
dress in no time."

"That's for sure."

Sharon was now standing fully exposed in the open doorway, still
resting her right hand on the door's edge for support.  She
struck a provocative pose with her left knee canted out to the
side, her knee bent, and the sole of her left foot against her
right ankle.  In this pose, her pussy parted to reveal the inner
pink wetness with the hanging inner lips and large clit Lucy had
talked about.  Wayne could not tear his eyes from his daughter's
intentional vaginal display.

Sharon languished under her father's hard stare, saying, "Do you
think I should...you know, wear the dress without my bra or
panties?"

"You shouldn't ask me that, sweetheart.  I may be your father,
but I am still a man.  If it were up to me, I'd outlaw them."

"Even for your daughter?"

"Especially for my daughter."

"Daddy!  I'm shocked, but I'm not surprised.  All right, I'll do
it, but I'm doing this for Mom, not Buster.  I'll even try to act
sexy, but she'd better save me in time."  With a coy smile, she
said, "I know you won't.  You'd probably hold me down for him."

Wayne returned a coy smile of his own, "I might at that.  You
should keep that in mind.  I am a man first, your father,
second."

"I know what you mean.  When I stand naked in front of you, like
this, I probably shouldn't even call you Daddy."  She let her
eyes fall seductively on her father's obvious erection while
impishly biting her bottom lip, and added, "Right now, I feel
like calling you Wayne."

Wayne jutted his loins and said, "You should.  You really
should."

Sharon smiled seductively, then said, "You know, Wayne, if Mom
really wants me to get Buster all hot and horny, maybe I should
let him get a good look between my legs.  That's were he's always
grabbing.  That's the part of me he seems more interested in.  I
could do it pretty easily in the blue dress."

Sharon turned her back to her father and bent low from the waist,
saying, "When I bend over, like this, the hem in back rides up this
far."

Wayne watched her draw a line across her lower ass cheeks using
both index fingers.  The full plane of her sex peeked back at him
from between her lovely moons.  As though that weren't enough,
she stepped out with her right foot and opened the provocative
spectacle, saying, "If I do that with my feet apart, he can
probably see everything.  Can he?  Can you see everything, Wayne?"

"Yes, I see everything just fine."

"I thought so.  This is the best way to how him everything
without being too obvious."  She stood straight to turn and face
Wayne, saying, "I can't show my breasts very easily, unless I
show them on purpose.  I could strip naked.  Do you think Mom
would want me to do a sexy strip tease for Buster?"

"I don't know.  She might.  You can ask her yourself.  She'll be
out shortly."  Wayne reluctantly eased away with a parting look
at Sharon's magnificent pussy.  Sharon remained in the doorway,
observing the intense parting look he gave her naked pussy.  She
cocked her left hand on her hip and smilingly said, "I hope you
got an eyeful."

Wayne smiled broadly and turned to walk away.  He met Lucy coming
out of the bedroom.  She looked stunning, and he stopped to
admire his sexy wife posing seductively in her outfit.  He said,
"Lucy, you look slutty."

"Thank you.  How did it go with Sharon?  Did she give you any shit?"

"No, not a bit.  She stood naked in the door for me, and she
offered to come out without bra and panties.  She even offered to
do a sexy strip tease to turn Buster on for you."

"Well, well.  That explains your hardon.  Was I right about her
or what?"

"You were totally right about her.  That kid is hornier than a
fresh-fucked fox after a forest fire.  I think she plans an act
of her own.  You're going to have trouble getting Buster focused
on you, even in that outfit."

"Yes, well I'm going to have a quick talk with her and throw some
water on her fire.  She's not getting Buster until she gets
pregnant."  Lucy strode to Sharon's bedroom and entered without
knocking.

Lucy was just pulling the dress on over her head when her mother
entered.  She adjusted the fit, then turned to face her mother.
Lucy said, "Your father told me you plan to make Buster horny for
me.  I appreciate that, but don't go overboard.  He'll be horny
enough when he sees me in this outfit.  I don't need to be
pulling him off of you."

"I just wanted to help."

"I know sweetheart, and I do appreciate the sentiment.  I like
the idea of you prancing around without bra and panties.  Buster
will like it more, just don't ham it up.  Act like your usual
self.  In fact, act like a shy girl whose mother is forcing her
to be in the company of a child molester with no panties and bra
on.  If you want to do some acting, act that role."

"Okay, that's easy.  I like that better."

Lucy turned to leave, but paused to hear Sharon add, "Mom, I
liked what you did today."

"I know.  Next week will be even better."

Lucy returned to the dining room as Buster entered.  Normally,
she'd brush past him or go to another room.  This time, she did a
turn in place and said, "Like my outfit?"

"Fuckin' 'A' right I like it.  Are you going out on the prowl?
Are you going to tickle the fancy of some young sailor?"

"No, I just planned a quiet evening at home.  I just thought I'd
be sociable for a change.  I've been awfully snotty to you
lately, Buster.  I want to make it up to you, that's why I wore
your favorite outfit.  I'm also ashamed of the way Sharon avoids
you and makes you feel like a dirty old man.  I gave her a stern
lecture about making company feel welcome in our home.  I think
you'll like the change in her attitude even better.  I made her
wear the dress you like, the blue one."

Buster's eyes grew as big as his smile.  He marched over and
passed a meaty arm around Lucy's waist, drawing her tightly to
him, saying, "Shit, I feel like royalty.  What the fuck did I do
to deserve this?"

He seemed more surprised when Lucy melted into the embrace,
turning to face him with their crotches blending like slow
dancers in love.  Buster immediately grabbed huge handfuls of
Lucy's ass and pulled their crotches in tight.  Lucy smiled up
and said, "Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you just glad
to see me."

"If it's a banana, it's a banana with balls."  Buster looked
past Lucy, saying, "Hey hey, there's my girl.  Come give Uncle
Buster a big hug, sweetie pie."

Lucy found herself free, just as she was leaning up to kiss
Buster.  She turned to see Sharon advance slowing into the room
with her head bowed, eyes cast to the floor.  She looked a vision
of lovely innocence--shy, scared, and reluctant.  Lucy was very
pleased and marched up to Sharon, propelling her into Buster's
arms, saying, "You remember what I told you.  Now you give your
Uncle Buster a warm hello hug and big kiss."

Wayne came to stand beside Lucy as Buster reached down to
Sharon's ass and lifted her in his arms until her crotch was at
his belt level.  His burly hands had gone under her skirt and
covered her naked ass cheeks, discovering the delightful surprise
as Sharon made a frantic attempt to pull her skirt down to cover
her ass.  Lucy took this opportunity to reach out and deliver a
sound slap to Sharon's ass, saying, "Get your hands around his
neck and give him a good long hug."

Sharon abandoned her ass and did as she was told.  Buster stared
at Wayne with wide eyes that could not believe his great fortune.
Wayne and Lucy were too absorbed by the vision of Buster's big
hands molding, squeezing, and prying apart the tender cheeks of
Sharon's ass, revealing her inflamed pussy as the lips opened and
shut under the pulling and groping.  They watched Buster's
fingertips converge on Sharon's slit, while she buried her face
in his shoulders as a girl filled with shame should.

Buster's fingers blindly explored Sharon's crotch, giving her
parents a remarkable show in the process.  They watched his right
fuck-finger feel for the hole, then enter and begin a crude
fucking motion.  Lucy stepped up and cupped her right hand over
the fucking finger, sending a not-so-subtle message to Buster.
She said, "Kiss him Sharon.  Give him a good, open-mouth kiss,
and use your tongue."

Sharon's head raised from his shoulder as Lucy said, "Let me see
you stick your tongue out...as far as you can...good, now put
your tongue in Buster's mouth and seal your lips tight over his.
Good girl, now move that tongue all around.  Kiss him real good.
Yes, now you're kissing him properly.  This is how you will kiss
Buster from now on."

Wayne stepped to their side for a profile view and was astonished
at the apparent passion of their kiss.  Sharon was putting her
all in the kiss, and frequently drew apart to show her tongue
hard at work in Buster's mouth.  For his part, Buster also delved
deep in Sharon's mouth with his much larger tongue.  Sharon added
to the vulgarity by sucking on the shaft of his stiffened tongue
like a dick, her mouth going up and down with hollowed cheeks and
pursed lips.  Lucy said, "That's it, Sharon, but keep practicing
till you get proficient."

The vulgar kiss lasted for another two minutes, as did the finger
fucking assisted by Lucy.  Sharon was well aware that her
mother's fingers were in her crotch with Buster's, for
frequently, both had fingers in her hole or one entered her
asshole while the other took her pussy.  Wayne watched this
obscene action, amazed at Lucy's actions, especially when Lucy's
finger was the first up Sharon's asshole.  Sharon took the
fingering of her asshole in stride, but would moan each time she
was anally penetrated.

In addition, Lucy was never silent, always saying provocative
things to Sharon.  She said, "You'll be a real good girl from now
on, won't you?"  or, "From now on, you'll be like a loving niece
and treat Buster like your favorite uncle.  You'll sit on his lap
and let him put his hands where he pleases, won't you?  You'll
give him lots of kisses.  You'll be everything Buster ever wanted
in a niece, won't you?"

Each time Sharon was prompted, she answered with a nod, but broke
the kiss to say, "Yes," when asked if she'd be everything Buster
ever wanted in a niece.  This eager answer prompted Lucy to say,
"You'll even be his little whore niece if that's what he wants,
won't you, Sharon?"

Once again, Sharon broke the kiss to say, "Yes, I'll be his whore
niece, Mommy.  I'll do whatever Uncle Buster wants me to do. 
I'll be a good whore niece, if that's what he wants.  I promise I
will."

Sharon returned to the kiss with a vengeance.  Lucy was delighted
with Sharon's eager willingness to enter into full sexual
relations with Buster.  Wayne was surprised, but enjoyed the
prospect of starting right away.  Lucy had clearly advanced her
schedule when she joined in the finger fucking.  He was not at
all surprised when Lucy instigated more lurid questions and
answers, saying, "Will you spread your legs wide and let Uncle
Buster fuck your pussy."

"Yes, he can fuck my pussy any time he wants.  I'll spread my
legs real wide for his big cock."

"Will you welcome his sperm inside your pussy?  Will you beg him
to cum in your pussy?"

"Yes, I want him to cum in my pussy.  I'll beg him to cum in my
pussy."

"Will you suck his cock and swallow his sperm?"

"Oh yes.  I'll suck his cock.  I'll swallow every drop of his
sperm and keep sucking for more."

"Will you offer your asshole for fucking."

"Yes, he can fuck my asshole."

"Well, now all we need is to hear from Buster.  Well, Buster, is
it a whore niece you're looking for?"

Buster said, "Your god damned right I want a whore niece.  Get my
cock out, Lucy.  I want to fuck my little whore niece right now."

Lucy fished out his eight-inch rod and held it steady while
Buster lowered Sharon onto the erect pole.  Sharon slid down on
the dick with relative ease and was soon getting a good fucking
with her face buried in his chest hairs.  Buster controlled the
in and out motion by lifting and dropping Sharon, making her face
rub up and down on his chest.

Buster fucked the girl's body like this for a few minutes, then
stopped to ease her upper body back into her mother's waiting
arms.  He finished the fuck with Lucy holding her daughter
parallel to the floor and Buster holding her by the hips,
pounding his loins into the delirious girl.  Lucy managed to free
Sharon of her dress, then bent forward to suck Sharon's tits.
Buster poured a copious load in her tight quim as Sharon went
through her wild orgasm, flailing her head crying out, "Cum in my
pussy.  Fuck my pussy!"

Sharon got what she asked for and then some.  Hot semen squirted
from the stretched lips of her tight cunt as Buster continued to
fuck the pussy he'd just milked a copious load in.  When his
erection gave out, they lowered Sharon to the floor.  She was too
out of it to stand.

She laid limp in a circle of adults with semen pooling between
her wide-spread legs, panting to catch her breath.  Lucy pointed
her high heeled toe and pressed the tip on Sharon's right tit.
She then trailed that toe to her daughter's gaping pussy and used
the toe of her shoe to toy with the red and swollen inner flesh,
finally pressing in at the hole, saying, "Yes, Buster, it appears
you have yourself a fine little whore in Sharon.  While she's
living under our roof, we can assure you years of quality
service."

Buster said, "I still don't get it.  What the fuck did I do to
deserve this?"

Lucy stepped up and cupped Buster's nut sack, saying, "You've got
balls, Buster, big balls, and we just learned to appreciate them,
that's all."

"Well, shit, it took you long enough.  I thought I'd never get
any pussy out of this house."

Lucy smiled and then addressed her husband, saying, "Wayne, get
over here and suck this man's dick for me.  The lady of the house
needs her womb douched with the sperm of a ballsie fucker."

Wayne knelt and sucked on a ballsie fucker's dick like a U.S.
Navy SEAL.

                            The End
                            
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