The Family Pet Chapter 11

Chapter 11


Lenore Lorimer was still in a state of disheveled confusion when Sunny
led the two men into the living room. She'd left her own mother asleep
in her bed, worn out by the nearly constant attentions of the pair with
her now--Judd and Harry.

Betsy Lorimer sat off to one side, but Sunny had it in mind to cure the
girl's loneliness. The project more immediately at hand was to put the
husband and wife, the son and the mother, together.

"Here she is, Judd," she said. "Your wife's been freshly fucked by my
dog, but she wants more. You were right. Once she's turned on, she's a
really hot piece of ass."

Blinking, Lenore said, "Judd? Did you know--did you see--"

Sunny went over and sat on the floor beside Betsy, her bare thigh
brushing the other girl's hip. She was interested in the men's
reactions, especially Harry's. He'd just heard that his lovely mother
had been screwing a dog, and he was staring down at her naked body in
fascination.

Behind him lay the experience of sharing another beautiful woman with
his father; Judd had fucked Teresa Watson, feeding his massive cock
into her sensually responsive cunt while she'd taken the boy's prick in
her mouth.

After screwing like that, they had changed around, with Harry taking
his father's place between the long, sleek legs, inserting his prick
into the blazing cunt where his father had just loosed a stream of
jazz. They might have gone on to do more, to experiment in the many
ways of fucking, but Sunny had come in during their last rest period.
She'd told them Lenore was ready, and kissed her mother, who had
immediately fallen asleep, fucked out for the moment.

Now husband and son were getting ready to put it to Lenore. Hoarsely,
Judd said, "Son, I guess you want to fuck her first. Go ahead. I'll
wait and play with her a little. Then I'll ball her. Lenore, baby--
here's your son with a good hard-on. He's been yearning for your cunt
for years, so now give it to him."

Harry said, "Mom? Oh please, Mom." His stiff cock was in his hand, and
he stood spread-legged near her. "I always dreamed of fucking you, Mom-
-ever since I was a little kid. Please let me"

Lenore was groggy, but she smiled up at her son and said, "Of course,
darling. Come down here to your mother. Oh, what a lovely, strong
prick--so hard and so young."

With a strangled cry, Harry Lorimer lay down on top of his mother, and
she opened her thighs to receive him. He kissed her, and Sunny could
see the electric jolt that shook them both as their tongues met. Harry
had one handful of tit and the other fitted with asscheek, hanging
tightly to both.

"Look at them," Sunny whispered to the girl. "Your mother and brother,
getting to love each other at last. And there's your daddy, sitting
beside them with his big prick in his hand."

Betsy whispered back, afraid to break the spell: "It's so beautiful."

Then they were quiet, watching intently as the boy got his cockhead
placed into the wet opening of his mother's snatch, as he trembled and
pushed, and the knob sank from sight, completely surrounded by the lush
forest of rich black pussy hairs. In his prick went, sliding softly and
wetly, entering that tight, hot box he had always craved to fuck, into
his own mother's quivering cunt.

Harry stuck it deep, rode his cock home to the balls, and when his
mother wiggled, when she lifted her long, slim legs to cross them over
the small of his back, he whimpered and freaked right out. "Oh, Mom! So
hot and slippery in your cunt. Oh, wow! I've got my prick in you at
last. I've got my cock jammed to the roots inside the hottest, sweetest
pussy in the world. I'm really fucking you, Mom. I'm not just dreaming
about it--it's really happening."

"Yes, dear," his mother breathed. "You're fucking your mother, and I'm
fucking my little boy--and it's wonderful! Put that gorgeous prick to
me, darling. Harder, deeper! Fuck your mama, Harry! Oh, yes--fuck your
mama!"

Harry crammed the meat to her, the pair of them wrapped tightly
together, squirming and thrusting. On the floor beside the couch, Judd
Lorimer stared as his son fucked his wife, his own prick clutched
tightly in one hand. He was close, and could see every detail of the
shaft working greasily in and out of Lenore's shaggy pussy, could see
the gripping of her cuntlips so red and dripping, could see the soft
slapping of the boy's balls coming to rest in the furry cleft of his
mother's heaving, rolling ass.

"Stick it to her, boy," he said. Reaching out, he slipped one hand
under his wife's ass, and put the other atop his son's buttcheeks.
Pushing, he helped them to fuck each other, rubbing their asses as they
screwed, feeling the wetness seep from the end of Lenore's cunt,
feeling the muscles tighten in his boy's ass every time he drove his
hard and eager young prick home into his mom's searing cunt.

They moaned and churned, legs flailing and hands grasping, and Sunny
watched as Harry's balls leaped upward against his shaft, a sure sign
that he was shooting off inside his mother's snatch. Sunny envied the
older woman the glorious sensation of hot cum spraying in her pussy,
and she envied the boy his frantic orgasm as his mom's cunt worked
hotly around his dick.

As Betsy said, it was a beautiful scene, this first time Harry and
Lenore Lorimer fucked each other. There would be other wild scenes to
come, but none to match the sharpness of this initial fucking.

Judd allowed them to cling together for a few more moments, then stood
up and tapped the boy on the naked back. "My turn, Son. You can go
around to your mother's head, or just sit and watch for a while."

Harry seemed in a daze as he backed his prick from Lenore's rich pussy,
and his knees almost buckled before he could take a seat on the carpet.
Judd got on the couch astride his wife's limp body, placing one knee on
each side of her chest. Sunny thought that she had never seen his cock
so swollen, so extended. From the inflamed head, a thin droplet of pre-
cum balanced precariously.

He said, "Lenore--you never really ate cock before, but you will now.
Here it is, baby."

Leaning forward, he used a hand to steer the prickhead into his wife's
still lips, shoving until it slipped from sight inside her mouth. "Ahh,
baby--that's right. That's good. Suck my prick awhile, Lenore. Yeah,
yeah! Use your tongue on it, darling. You've just been screwed by a big
dog and fucked by our son, and now you're eating my cock. But not all
the way, baby--ahh--even though your mouth is hot and hungry. No--
that's enough."

Sunny watched him jerk the prick from his wife's avid mouth and move
back to set the pulsing bulb into her foamy cuntlips. Judd didn't
bother with any kind of foreplay then, but simply pushed his meaty dong
in and in until he had it hidden to the hilt inside that wetly
receptive cunt.

"Come on, Betsy," Sunny said. "I can't watch any more of this without
getting some of the goodies for myself. Let's do a sixty-nine."

Betsy was trembling as they got into position, and her little pussy was
dewy with the steaming desires that had been building within it. Lovely
cunt, Sunny thought, staring into its red lips, a lovely young snatch
ready for anything. Right now, it had a kiss coming, and Sunny gave it
happily.

They found each other's cunts, their tongues working in furious haste,
their teeth nipping and their mouths building up an intimate suction.
They twisted, rubbing each other's faces with cunt juice, and turned
occasionally to catch glimpses of the action on the couch as Judd
poured the prick to his already well-fucked wife.

They saw the intent crouching of Harry, as the boy stared at his
mother's pussy where Judd's big prick was sliding in and out. And then
they turned back to work on each other's cunts. Pumping their tongues,
sucking and mauling, their fingernails digging into sweetly clenching
asscheeks, the girls brought each other to a lunging, wriggling orgasm.
Sunny shook and sweated, her eyes closed and her chin slippery with the
hot oils of Betsy's cunt. She rested that way, her own twat making
little soft hunchings in the other girl's mouth.

And when they broke free, Judd Lorimer had collapsed atop his wife.
Harry Lorimer was standing over them, his prick up in a new hardon.
Reaching down and turning his mother's head towards him on the pillows,
he placed one knee on the couch and pushed the head of his cock into
her mouth.

"Here, Mom--suck it. Eat my prick the way you were doing to Dad. Only I
won't take it out of your mouth. I want to come there, so you can
swallow my jism down."

With her mouth filled with cock, Lenore couldn't answer, but she lifted
one languid hand to cup her son's balls, and Sunny couldn't see any
more when Harry's body closed her off. But she figured that the boy had
most of his stiff prick fed into his mom's mouth, maybe prodding the
back of her throat with the head of it.

His head pillowed on his wife's tits, Judd Lorimer was all fucked out,
looking kind of flat as he lay with his prick melting within Lenore's
pussy.

Sunny said to Betsy, "Do you want to come on over to my house? There
may not be any more action here for the rest of the night. My mom was
kind of beat, too, when we left there, but with a nap and a shot of
gin, shell be ready to go some more. We could make a triangle of it,
you and me and my mother."

Slim and lean, sun-browned and very sexy-looking, Betsy said, "No,
Sunny--I don't think so. Maybe tomorrow. I think I ought to stay here
with my own family tonight, and take care of them. I can feed them and
help them wash up, and mix some drinks, and then I can get in on
whatever else is going to happen. If not tonight, then in the morning,
when they're all rested up. You understand, huh?"

"Sure," Sunny answered, standing up and stretching. She saw the way
Harry was fucking his prick in and out of his mom's face. "I
understand. It's a lot better with your own family. And if Harry can't
fuck you soon, I'll bet your daddy can. Besides--I've always got good
old George at home."

Betsy kissed her, and they caressed tongues for a long moment. Pulling
back, Sunny patted the other girl on the ass and said, "Later."

Strolling across the backyard, she found that she was far from being
satisfied. Everyone but her and poor Betsy had popped off several
times. Well, she thought, there was always George, and she could stand
another reaming in the ass. That was something the others hadn't gotten
around to yet; she was a step up on them there.

She wouldn't even have to wake up her tired mother; she could just go
over and unchain George to lead him upstairs to her room, where they
could fuck in quiet and privacy. Dear old George with his perpetually
stiff cock, always so nice and handy to have around; she approached his
doghouse, murmuring to him: "Here, George--good boy. Here, George."

There was no rattle of his chain in answer, no eager whine as the big
dog rose to his feet in anticipation of another hot fucking. Sunny
peered through the darkness, felt out one hand--George was gone!

Sunny looked everywhere, whistling softly so as not to awaken her
mother, prowling the length of the yard. No George. Frowning, she went
around the house and looked up and down the dimly lighted street, in
case he had somehow slipped his chain and gotten away. No George.

Worried now, she slipped into the house and checked the lower part of
the house. Moving up the stairs, she found the door of her room cracked
open, and hurried inside, thinking that the big dog had made it in
there, searching for her. But the room was empty.

Fretting, Sunny slipped back down the hall and hesitated at her
mother's door; she'd have to let her mom know before she went out this
late at night and checked the neighborhood for the missing Dane. There
was a crack of light under the door, and she pushed in.

There was George. There was good old George--with his long, red prick
sliding in and out of her mother's golden-haired pussy!

Teresa Watson was on the floor, with several pillows under her ass, so
that her crotch was tilted up for the dog's ramming cock. She was
twisting and turning her belly as George poured the meat to her pussy,
as he slammed that pointed shaft home time and again, whining
excitedly.

Sunny leaned against the door, staring. And after a while, her mother
looked up and saw Sunny standing there, her eyes wide with amazement.

"Well," Teresa said, between slams of the dog's cock into her heated
cunt, "don't just stand there. Come join us and tell me how good he is.
After all, I taught him to fuck, you know."


The End

The Family Pet Chapter 10

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The Family Pet Chapter 9

Chapter 9


Judd said, "I had to get you out of my house, you hot-assed little
bitch. My wife is due home at any time, and you'd have fucked things up
royally if she'd come upstairs and caught us in my bedroom together."

Sunny opened the front door of her own house and motioned him inside.
"What'll she say about you being over here?"

He followed her. "Oh, I can alibi this--like you needed a washing
machine fixed, right? But what did you have to tell me that was so
important it couldn't wait any longer? Besides that you're horny, that
is."

She turned to him and held up her mouth for a kiss, pressing her body
against him as best she could, standing on tippytoe. "Of course, I'm
horny. I always am. But I wanted to tell you that your cock is bigger
than your son's. I just fucked Harry behind the couch in your living
room."

He drew back and blinked down at her. "You screwed my son? Harry must
have been surprised as hell. I've been worried about that boy, hanging
around the house all the time."

"You don't have to worry about him. Once he gets started, he's a good
fuck. He's proving that right now to his sister. And before you get all
wild-eyed, that's no more incest than you screwing your own daughter,
and he certainly isn't going to take her away from you. We're just
spreading the fucking around, bringing in more people so less of them
can bug us."

Judd shook his head. "I'm not jealous of my own kids. I just wonder why
they weren't fucking each other before now. And since you and Betsy and
your mother, it's getting rough for me to keep up"

"And your wife?" Sunny asked.

He shrugged. "It's only once in a long while that I screw Lenore. Not
that she isn't a good lay, but we just don't make it often these days.
I don't think she has a lover on the side, either."

"She's the only one left out in the cold," Sunny said, "but it'll be
kind of difficult to bring her into the magic circle by using you--or
Harry. Not right at first, with Harry. I just don't know how we're
going to manage your wife, Judd. If I had a father, or a horny brother-
-"

Judd moved with her to the foot of the stairs and looked up. "You've
got a passionate mother, and I'm glad for that."

"We'll think of something," Sunny said. "Maybe your wife would like me,
or my mom."

Judd lifted an eyebrow at her. "You've gone into that with your mother?
A little circumspect pussy-eating?"

"Some great pussy-eating," Sunny corrected. "And right now, I thought
the three of us could swing--you and me and Mom, really swing this
time."

He reached down and patted her small ass. "Let's get with it, baby. I
never fucked a mother and daughter together."

Upstairs, Teresa Watson rolled over when she heard the door open, and
the smile she gave them was tremulous, full of hope and understanding.
"Sunny, Judd--how nice."

She looked like honey ice cream, Sunny thought--all golds and creamy
highlights, her flawless skin set off by the daffodil-yellow shortie
gown she wore. A faint pink stained her cheeks, and those purple eyes
were very soft with anticipation. Sunny went to her mother and gathered
her close, feeling the big, soft mounds of her tits crushing against
her own jugs, boobie to boobie. She couldn't resist kissing the ripe
mouth with its slightly parted lips, but Sunny only used a flicking
tongue before pulling back. She didn't want to get deeply involved just
yet, not with Judd in the wings.

She said: "Mom, Judd and I came to make love with you. Both of us."

Smiling, Teresa said, "How marvelous. I was getting lonely."

And Judd said, "A woman so lovely should never be lonely, Teresa."

His cock was as strong as ever, Sunny saw, watching him step out of his
pants. That huge, meaty shaft was shiny at the tip, in ardent
anticipation of things to come. The big balls hung below the root,
furry and swollen so that they were only slightly wrinkled. The sight
of his nuts had a hypnotic effect upon Sunny, and she stared raptly at
them as Judd climbed onto the bed with them.

"Sunny, lie down beside your mother and help her take off that
nightie."

Beginning to tremble a little, Sunny did as commanded, her snatch
starting to heat up again, and she realized that it still contained
most of that tremendous load of jazz Harry had pumped into it. Now his
father would fuck it, too. Would he be able to tell? Her cunt would be
juicier, more slippery more than usual. Maybe she would remind Judd,
she thought, but not until he was stroking that huge cock into her
pussy.

She lifted the filmy nightgown from her mother's arms, and couldn't
resist planting a wet kiss upon the nipple nearest her. Holding her mom
by the hand, she lay back, waiting for Judd's next instructions.

He said, "I'm going to fuck both of you--put it to Teresa first, and
screw her for a while, then pull out my prick and stick it into Sunny's
little cunt. Mother and daughter alike--both of you riding my cock. I
don't know which one of you I'll come in, because I'll be moving back
and forth, holding off for as long as I can."

"Which may not be long," Sunny murmured, squeezing her mother's hand.

Judd played with them both, feeling over their legs and cuddling their
snatches in his hands. He slipped a finger into each of their torrid
cunts and worked back and forth, tickling them until they were both
wriggling. "Sweet cunts," he said, "both hot for me, both greasy for
the fucking. One of them is a little tighter than the other, but not
all that much. Juicy pussies, passionate and eager, hungry for this big
prick. Okay, girls, here it comes."

Sunny's thigh quivered beside her mother's, touching the satiny skin.
Turning her head to the left, she watched Judd guide the rosy head of
his immense cock into the curly, rich hairs of her mother's cunt. She
saw the hairs caress the bulb for a moment, then saw the knob disappear
into the scarlet gash that opened to take it inside.

The rod followed smoothly, its twisted veins plunging into the hot
depths of Teresa's cunt, the trunk sliding from sight until the
distended balls were in the cleft of her ass. Teresa hiked her knees
then, and her fingers closed almost brutally upon her daughter's hand,
while Sunny squirmed in sympathy, vicariously feeling that prick in her
mom's pussy.

Judd's strong fingers spread upon her mother's white thighs, and he
thrust powerfully into her upraised cunt, pulling back so that Sunny
could see the slick stuff on his rod, burying it to the roots with
another stroke. The bed shook beneath them, and Teresa Watson rolled
her belly as she took his meat; the breath hissed from her clenched
teeth, and she pounded softly upon the mattress with her free hand, her
head thrown back and her eyes closed in ecstasy.

Then Judd pulled his cock all the way out of her hole, making a gulping
wet sound as he did so. Sunny stared in fascination as the hairy man
moved on his knees to loom over her. She knew that her mother hadn't
come, and faintly resented Judd for that.

Then she knew only the raw thrill of his cock, all greasy and red from
being inside her mother's cunt. It approached her crotch, and Sunny
hiked to meet it, feeling out with one hand, getting to briefly cup the
swinging bails before Judd set the blunt end of his pack into her
pussylips.

"Fuck me, darling," she breathed. "Let me feel your prick just the way
my mom did. Stick that gorgeous cock up my pussy and work it in and
out. Oh, Judd--you beautiful, hard-cocked man!"

Judd complied, feeding the hot and pulsing dong into the clinging
tissues of her eager cunt. Her pussy closed on him like wet, hot satin,
and she clamped down on her mother's fingers, signaling the other woman
that their mutually adored cock was sinking home inside her twat.

"Sunny, darling," her mother said, "isn't it tremendous? So thrilling,
so lovely."

"Y-Yeah," Sunny answered, wiggling on the moving shaft, rolling her ass
and grinding her crotch into his shaggy one at every thrust. "We'll
fuck him, Mom. We'll really fuck him!"

And she pulled her mother's hand over to cup it on a tit, turned her
face to the side so that her mother could lean close to kiss her. Her
hot tongue bored into her mom's avid mouth, and their tongues battled
for a breathless moment, their teeth clashing. Judd continued to burrow
his cock into Sunny's cunt, his pace slow and unhurried, his prick
sliding deep.

It was great, tonguing her mother while Judd pumped his pole in her
snatch, freaky to feel her mother's fingers caressing a tit and rolling
the nipple. Sunny wanted to do it all at one time--fuck and be fucked,
eat a pussy and have her own gobbled. And of course she also wanted to
take the head of the man's big prick in her mouth, to suck it until he
blew hot jism down her throat.

He was gone. Suddenly and without warning, Judd's cock was gone from
the tender trap of her adoring pussy, and Sunny's eyes flew wide in
angry shock. She reached out for him, but Judd had moved back between
her mother's legs and was already pushing his glistening prick into
Teresa's welcoming cunt.

"Oooh, darling!" her mother cried, hoarse with passion. "Judd, my
lover--what a wonderful prick, and it's so greasy now. Feed it to me,
Judd. Oh, fuck me hard, hard!"

He stroked his dick into Teresa's cunt, and Sunny sat up so she could
see better. Both her mother's hands were on his hips, riding them back
and forth as he screwed, and Sunny got her fingertips between their
heaving bellies to stroke her mother's pussy with every driving thrust
Judd made into it, to fondle the toot of his prick at the same time.

"C-Coming!" Teresa Watson cried out. "Oooh, I can't stand it! I'M
COMING!"

The white thighs vibrated and the big, soft tits surged up; her
mother's belly fluctuated madly and the honeyed hair of her cunt
brushed at the thick root of Judo' s cock.

To the instant, to the pinwheeling fragment of maddened time, Sunny
knew when her mother came, and felt the answering shudder of Judd's
prick. Savagely then, she pulled back on the shaft of his tool, shoved
her hand violently against his lower belly and made his prick snap out
of the still squirming pussy below it. The head was flexing, and cum
jetted forth like a fire hose, splashing all over the lips of her
mother's hot pussy, wetting the curly hairs with creamy drops.

Dragging him over to her by the squirting cock, Sunny crammed the
slippery prickhead into her aching pussy, humping up to it until she
had sucked his dick deeply into her snatch. She caught the cheeks of
his ass in both hands, digging her fingertips into the crack, pushing
down against his asshole.

And she fucked him swiftly, driving her belly against his with wetly
resounding slaps, swinging her ass from side to side to force the
plunging cock over the sensitivity of her clitoris. His prick leaked
jazz with every thrust, and Sunny reveled in the liquid sliding,
luxuriated in the greasy penetrations, for Judd's dong was still big
and hard.

Wildly, she corkscrewed her pussy over his rod, and she slammed her
crotch into his, forcing his cock as deep as she could possibly take
it, feeling the knob bump against her womb. Her orgasm rose swiftly,
foaming inside her quivering hole, skyrocketing through her belly and
exploding at the same time in her ass, at the nipples of her tits. Even
her belly button danced.

She screamed out something, and pounded her cunt on his shaft a few
more times, squeezing the last faint flashes of rapture from her
climax. Eyes closed, teeth clenched, she panted for breath, and the
sweat from his hairy chest ran down to wet the valley between her tits.

"You're a savage little bitch," Judd told her.

"Punish me," she said. "Fuck me to death, or make me eat your prick.
You can go down on my mother at the same time."

"While she does you? It's an idea, baby. But I'd rather work back and
forth--or maybe while we're all resting a bit, both of you can eat me."

Sunny didn't argue with him; it wasn't a thing to do when Judd had
ideas about fucking, for he would simply overpower them both, if they
dared to disagree. When he turned over onto his back with his big cock
standing up, she kissed his mouth, then his throat, and when she had
worked down to one of his nipples, she looked across his hairy chest
and met her mother's eyes; Teresa was doing the same thing, matching
her daughter, move for sensual move.

They brushed cheeks when they were nibbling down his belly, and after
Sunny laved his navel with her tongue, she lifted it out and moved it
directly into her mother's mouth. Sliding their tits over his hips,
they fondled with their hands, with their eagerly seeking lips, with
the soft hotness of their tongues.

Sunny licked around the base of his thick cock, and so did her mother.
Teresa cupped the man's balls while Sunny ran her palm back and forth
across his crotch. The girl lapped up one side of his prick, and her
mother followed on the other side.

"That's the way, you cocksucking bitches," Judd said. "Lick me, kiss
me, then suck me. Eat my prick."

"Ummm," Sunny answered, moving her tongue up to run it teasing around
the ridge of his cockhead.

"Yes, dear," her mother said, and also licked over his knob.

They were gently busy, their tongues meeting from time to time over and
around his bulb, licking him into a state of vibrancy. When their faces
turned together, Sunny kissed her mom, or brushed her tongue tip. It
was a far-out scene, she thought; they were sharing in a way that few
women could, dividing this man between them, loving him with their
tongues and loving each other the same way.

His hands found their heads and stroked them as they worked on his
cock. Sunny was the first to take the cockhead between her lips, to nip
it gently and shove the end of her tongue into its little slit. But she
relinquished it gladly to her mom, licking down the shaft while Teresa
sucked delicately upon the cockhead.

Judd started to shift from side to side, the cheeks of his muscular ass
flexing, and Teresa let go of his knob so that Sunny could take it over
again. But Sunny held her mother close, and soon they were lapping the
prickhead between them, holding onto his shaft, his balls, and gobbling
voraciously at his bulb.

"Oh, shit! Oh, you bitches! You're eating my cock to pieces! Oh, yes!
Yeah! Chew it, you cunts! Suck my prick! Ahh, baby--baby!"

His cum burst between them, showering up into both their open mouths,
spraying duck and hot against their lips and over their teeth. Sunny
licked at her share, drew it into her mouth and down her pulsing
throat, hungry for the musky strength of the sperm.

Tongue to tongue, both women lapped and sucked, pulling in the
delicious jazz, suctioning it from the dripping head of his prick.
Sunny wiped a hand at her cheek, discovered some drops there and
smeared them over her flushed skin. Sticky and foaming, the sperm was
everywhere--in their hair, over their chins; they cleaned it carefully,
using their quick, red tongues to chase down each hidden gem of the
stuff.

Judd was limp beneath them, not moving as their hard-nippled tits
dragged back and forth across his crotch. Finished at last, Sunny gave
her mother's sticky mouth a lingering kiss and sat up to look at their
drained lover. His eyes were closed and his chest was heaving. Judd had
loosed two magnificent loads of jism within a matter of a few hectic
minutes, but now he was through, and for some time Sunny could see.

Then she remembered Harry Lorimer, and was glad she and his sister had
fucked him. It would be more fun, with another male--and another
female.

The Family Pet Chapter 8

Chapter 8


Her mother was asleep upstairs, so Sunny made herself a couple of
sandwiches, and destroyed one rapidly. She carried the other one
outside and alternated between bites into the salami and cheese with
swallows from a can of Coke.

Beside his doghouse, George lifted one lazy eye at her, but she only
grinned at him and passed on into the other yard. Rapping at the
kitchen door, she chewed with contentment and washed it all down with
the last of her cold drink. Betsy came to the door and stood looking at
her.

"Hi, Betsy. Who else is home?"

"Just about everybody. Mom is across town again, but Dad is napping.
That leaves me and Harry downstairs. What--what did you have in mind?"

"Harry," Sunny said. "Which one of us is going to screw him first?"

Betsy looked over her shoulder. "Shh! Not so loud, Sunny. He might hear
you. I--I don't know about this. I mean, it's one thing with Daddy, and
another with my brother."

Sunny moved past the other girl and stood in the kitchen. "Yeah, it'll
be different. A different prick, that's what. Look, if you want to keep
fucking your daddy, you have to get your brother into this. Like I got
my mom."

"What? Your mom? How--the dog?"

"No, and don't mention George to her. I think that's one thing that'll
shake her up good. Your daddy screwed her for me."

Betsy blinked, then grinned. "For himself, too, I'll bet. My father is
the horniest guy in the world."

"Let's hope your brother runs him a close second," Sunny said. "But
first, I have to tell you about Mom and me." And Sunny went into the
details of how she had made love with her mother, had eaten pussy and
been eaten herself. As she talked, she watched Betsy's face and saw the
avid interest there. Betsy had evidently never had her tender cunt
eaten, not even by her father, as yet. And certainly she hadn't learned
what it could be like with another woman. That was a crazy kind of fun
all its own.

"Okay," Sunny said when she finished the story. "How about Harry?"

"Maybe you'd better get to him first," Betsy said. "I mean, he'll be a
lot easier for you. I saw him playing with his cock in the bathroom
this morning, so I know he has the hots. Just go on into the living
room and make him, and I'll wait out here until you're going good."

Sunny patted the other girl's arm. "Why not? Look out, Harry. Here I
come--and here you come, too." She heard Betsy's giggle follow her into
the other room where the boy lay half-sprawled upon the long couch.

Harry looked a lot like his sister, but in a bony, masculine way. His
eyes were the same deep-brown, and his skin the same rose-olive, but
his hair was jet-black, where Betsy's was a rich chocolate-brown. He
was slim and lean, and looked up at her without much interest.

"Oh, hi, Sunny. If you're looking for Betsy, the kid is around back
somewhere."

She sat down beside him, her hip nudging his thigh. "I'm looking for
you. Tell me, Harry--can you get a hard-on after you jack off?"

He bounced erect, his face going red and his eyes round. "What the
hell! Look, what do you ..."

"You jacked off this morning," Sunny said. "I just want to know if you
can get your prick hard again so soon. I know some men can."

"Y-You--" he sputtered. "You're just a kid, for chrissakes, and you
come around here talking dirty like that. I--you--"

Sunny shoved her hip closer, rubbed it against his leg. "I guess I
already know the answer to my question, Harry. Even though you're all
up-tight, I can see your cock swelling in your pants. You must be a
real horny guy."

Speechless, he just stated at her until she put one small hand upon his
thigh. Then he grunted and frowned and tried to look stern. "Sunny
Watson, you're putting me on, and I'll bet my bitchy sister had
something to do with it. Now you'd better run on home before somebody
hears you talking dirty."

"Listen to the big man," she said, sliding her hand into his crotch
where the swelling was. Harry leaped like a startled buck, but the
pressure of her hand on his cock held him down. "You're sixteen," she
went on, "and I'm only thirteen, but you know something.? I can fuck
you into a melted puddle."

"You don't know what the hell you're talking about. Look, if you don't-
-I mean, my dad's upstairs and my sister is close by--"

Sunny squeezed his prick, noting with satisfaction that it was almost
as big as his father's, and maybe even harder. She said: "We can hear
anybody on the stairs, and if we get behind the couch, nobody can see
us. Betsy's gone down the street. I saw her. Come on, big man. Do you
want to fuck me, or would you rather go back to the toilet and jack
off.?"

Harry's face turned redder, and his brown eyes caught fire, bunting
into hers. "If you're some kind of little prick-teaser--"

"Try me," she said, and let go of his prick to get herself up and swing
behind the couch. Down on the carpet, she stripped off her jeans and
blouse, and when he came around to stare down at her naked body, Sunny
rolled her belly suggestively and held up her arms to the boy.

Gulping, he climbed awkwardly from his own jeans and struggled with his
Jockey shorts, his long, thick prick poking out and getting tangled in
the material. Her second man lover, she thought; her third prick to
know, but only her second human. It would be nice to have another
lover, to know how this attractive boy acted when he fucked her. And
once she got him hooked on her pussy, she could change him over to his
sister, and from Betsy, on to Teresa Watson, her mother.

Harry had some good pussy coming, and she hoped he was good enough to
deserve it all.

He was whispering, his voice thin and taut: "Damn--I never figured you
to be so beautiful, Sunny. You really are."

Harry kneeled between her outstretched feet and ran his hands up the
calves of her legs to fondle her knees; slowly, they moved up and
across her thighs as Harry inched nearer, his courage growing. He
touched her pussy, turned his hand so he could palm her entire feverish
cunt mound. "What a crazy little cunt," he said.

She rolled her box into his hand, grinding her crotch and using
fingertips to bounce her tits up at him. She saw how he was shaking,
and wondered if he had ever had a piece of ass before, or if he spent
all his time masturbating. But his prick was lovely, so hard and
pulsing, and when he let go of her pussy to take his rod in one hand,
she hiked her crotch to make it easier for him to aim his dick into her
cunt hole.

His cockhead touched her pussy hair, pushed down and stopped vibrantly
upon her pussylips. She loved the feel of his prick, all spongy and
resilient, yet containing that hard core of male power. With a now-
practiced twist of her hips, she wrapped her cuntlips around the head
of his stiff young prick, and with another lunge, made him stuff his
dick full length into the wet, hot grip of her snatch.

"There!" she panted, moving her hands around his neck and drawing his
face down to hers as his prick thrust strongly into her pussy. "There,
Harry. You've got it in me. It's shoved home to the root, because I can
feel your balls in the crack of my ass. And it's wonderful, wonderful!"

"S-Sunny," he gasped. "Oh, wow--Sunny! Your cunt is so tight and so
hot--"

Then her mouth reached up to his, and her tongue pushed demandingly
into his lips, effectively silencing his words. His tongue shivered
against hers, and she felt the taking of his teeth, the hot gushing of
his breath. He began to fuck her, to pump his rigid shaft deep into her
clinging pussy, then backing it out so that she almost lost the flared
head, only to stab it to the hilt once more. Whether Harry had ever
screwed a girl or not, he was doing a good job now.

Sunny wiggled on the plunging cock, used her new-found knowledge to
suck in his prickhead, to clamp down upon it, massaging his dick with
the muscles of her cunt. Her clit shuddered at every stroke, and she
ground her ass delightedly while Harry churned the meat to her.

He tore his mouth free of hers, groaning in ecstasy as she rode his
cock, as her hand slid down his back to take the cheeks of his ass. She
dug in her fingernails and helped him pound his rod home, and in turn,
Harry tightened his arms around her slim waist as she heaved and
whirled her pussy around on his shaft.

"Sunny! I'm coming! I'M COMING!"

In a frenzy then, she slammed her cunt to him, rocked and bucked her
crotch to catch up with the orgasm threatening to break within her
lover. Latching her legs around him as far as she could reach, Sunny
hunched her pussy with desperate speed.

But she didn't quite catch him. The knob of Harry's prick slowed in its
stroking, swelled and flexed. Then it thundered forth with a geyser of
hot jazz, with a roaring stream of boiling cum that flooded her entire
cunt from wall to wall. The cum continued to spurt from the head of his
cock, although in ever-diminishing jets.

Then her own climax came to a convulsive cresting, and she hammered her
heels into the cheeks of Harry's ass. Her nails dug into his spine and
she writhed madly upon the impalement of his cock. She felt the juices
squishing out, the dripping of his cum intermingled with her
lubrications, as it flowed around his imbedded prick and down the crack
of her ass. Sticky and steaming, it passed over the compressed ring of
her asshole and puddled upon the carpet.

Dropping back, her legs and arms sliding from around his sweating body,
Sunny sighed in completion. Hot waves of rapture kept rolling within
her well-filled pussy, but they were no longer the sharp-edged
slashings of her coming. Milder now, they thrilled her cunt and kept
her clitoris thrumming, and she didn't want Harry to take his hard
prick out of her snatch.

But he did so, backing his rod from the grasp of her pussy and spilling
yet more gooey sperm across the blonde hairs of her twat. Above her he
said, "Come on, Sunny. My sister might be in here any minute. We have
to put on our clothes and get straight."

Sunny sat up, but didn't make a move towards her clothes. "Your sister
has been watching us, Harry. She knew I was going to fuck you."

His face changed. "W-What? Betsy--"

"Still," Sunny commented, "I suppose we have to get dressed for now.
You won't be able to screw again for at least a few minutes. And maybe
we'd do better out in the backyard, or down in the basement."

Harry said, "I don't believe it--about Betsy watching us." He was
scrabbling for his pants, hurrying into them. Zipping and wiggling his
hips.

Sunny said, "Tell him, Betsy."

And Betsy said from where they couldn't see her: "I saw it all, Harry--
for as long as it lasted."

The boy went red, and got tangled into his T-shirt, trying to get it
on. Languidly, Sunny reached for her own clothes. "Told you, lover."

"But damnit--I--Dad's upstairs, so close, and--"

Not yet, Sunny thought; she wouldn't tell him about his father yet. The
shock might run Harry up a wall, especially when he discovered that his
dad was fucking his sister--and, incidentally, little Sunny Watson. But
Harry would adjust when the time came, which would be soon enough. He
was, as Betsy had described her brother, a horny kid; he wouldn't want
to miss out on any of the great ticking planned for him.

When they came from behind the couch, she saw Betsy grinning at them
from the kitchen archway. Harry said roughly: "Come on. Let's get the
hell out of the house before the old man comes downstairs."

There was a place in the Lorimer yard that was secluded, behind a
screening of rose bushes and the corner of a high hedge. They went
there, sitting on the manicured lawn and not looking at each other
until Sunny said, "This is silly. Harry and I fucked, and Betsy saw it
all. So what?"

"So it was a freaky thing to do," Harry said. "Dad could have come down
any second, and as for you, Betsy--are you some kind of freak?"

"No more than you," she said defensively. "I knew about it ahead of
time, dummy. Sure, I watched. I've seen your cock before, you know."

Sunny said, "Let's not fight. We have a good thing going here. Harry,
your sister and I talked it over before I screwed you, because we
wanted you brought in on--things around here."

He stared at her. "What kind of things?"

"Well," she said, "sexy things that Betsy and I are into. And other
people we'll tell you about later. Did you know that your sister wants
you to fuck her, too?"

Harry flinched visibly. "Hey, look--that's kind of a heavy trip! I
mean--"

"Show him, Betsy," Sunny suggested. "He's kind of slow, really."

Betsy Lorimer took off her bandanna blouse,
and her fine young tits caught the sun, their hard nipples standing out
like ripe olives. "You've been eyeing my boobs for years, Harry. Take a
good look. Do you like them?"

Her brother whistled softly. "Yeah, but look--just because I think
you're a foxy chick, that doesn't mean I really thought about screwing
my own sister."

Betsy lifted her trim ass and slid out of her cutoffs. "You scared to?
I'm not."

"Hey," he said. "Dad might come out. I mean--look, not right here--"

Betsy slid close to her brother and put her hand on his crotch. "You've
got half a hard-on already. Let's get it up all the way and fuck, the
way both of us have wanted to for a lot of years."

Weakly, he protested, "But Dad--"

Sunny said, "Much as I hate to miss this, I'll go take care of your
father. I'll get him out of the house the front way, and take him over
to my house."

"Thanks, Sunny," the other girl said. "I'll bring Harry over sometime
later--after I tell him some things."

"See you then," Sunny said, and stood up. "Have a real good fuck, you
two."

They were holding to each other when she left them to go into the
house, and as she climbed the stairs to Judd Lorimer's room, she
imagined that the brother and sister were already screwing.

The Family Pet Chapter 7

Chapter 7


Her mother had two more drinks, so that when Sunny helped her upstairs,
Teresa was wobbly. She wasn't smashed, Sunny thought, just completely
relaxed and not giving a damn about morals or perversions or anything
like that.

Teresa was hanging loose, laughing a lot at silly things, and if she
was still mixed up about what was happening to her sex life, she didn't
show it. She clung to her daughter as they mounted the steps, and Sunny
hugged her mother back, a high, wild excitement rising within her body.
But she remembered that she had to take a shower, that the dog's cum
was still gunky in her snatch and dried upon her thighs.

At the bathroom door, she stopped. "Mom--will you take a shower with
me?"

"Sure," Teresa said. "Anything you say, baby."

So they went in the bathroom together, stripping off their clothing,
giggling while they did so; Teresa was high on liquor but Sunny was
high on sex. Turning on the shower, Sunny climbed in and gave her
mother a hand, then slid the curtain closed.

She fondled her mother's tits, those big, soft boobies that were so
beautifully shaped, and with the water purling over them, their texture
was even smoother, the nipples high and hard. Sunny said, "You have
lovely tits, so round and high. I hope mine get to look just like yours
someday."

Her mother smiled wetly. "They will, darling. But your boobies are
beautiful just as they are--so nice and shapely, just beginning to turn
ripe."

Sunny took a deep breath when her mom's hands closed over her tits, and
for several long moments, they stood in the shower, playing with each
other's boobs. Then Sunny let go and reached for the soap. "Just stand
still, mom. Let me wash you all over."

"If you want to."

"Oh. I do-I do!" Sunny's hands were busy, and the soap bubbles floated
as she slid her frothing hands over her mom's skin. She began with the
shoulders, then moved down to the tits with their cherry-pink nipples.
Lingering there awhile, Sunny trailed her fingers down over her
mother's rib cage, then to the planes of the smooth belly.

When she caressed the flaring of the slim hips, she heard her mom suck
air in sharply, and dropped one hand quickly to cup the wet and
dripping mound of the pussy. The honey-blonde hairs were so thick and
curly, soaked now by water, and Sunny turned them slick by the
soapsuds,

Moving her hand softly and tenderly between her mother's sleek thighs,
she caressed, washed, laved that lovely twat while Teresa trembled like
a slim willow caught in a storm wind. Sunny leaned her face close and
kissed a wet tit, licked at a wet nipple and kept her fingers moving
onto, and into, that sweet pussy.

"I can't stand it any longer," Sunny said huskily. Rinsing her mother's
body quickly, soaping and cleansing her own flesh even more swiftly,
she turned off the water and hopped out of the tub enclosure to give
her mom a hand.

"I have to dry off," Teresa said, her eyes a deep and burning purple.

"Never mind," Sunny said.

The bath mat wasn't big enough, but the carpet absorbed the droplets of
water that slid off their bodies. And Sunny held her mother in her arms
to kiss her. Her mouth pressed down and her tongue reached, and her
mother's lips opened widely, gladly. Their tongues met and raced over
one another, hot and wet, and their gasping breaths blended perfectly.

Sunny had never made love to a woman before, but she'd had her cunt
lapped before, so she had a pretty good idea how to go about eating her
mom's pussy. Breaking the terrific kiss, she nibbled at her mother's
nipples, licked over them, then sucked one into her mouth.

"Oh! Oh, Sunny--my daughter--oh! You haven't done that since you were a
baby. Oh! It feels so good!"

And Sunny released the tit to work farther down the vibrant body,
lapping over the quaking flesh as her dog would, if he was there. But
George was tied outside, and Sunny was playing the puppy dog, and her
mother's wet skin was delicious.

Sunny's open mouth traveled down her mother's tummy, and her tongue
trailed a damp path behind, tasting it all. The belly button dipped in
there, and Sunny's tongue went exploring in it, as her mom writhed and
moaned. The heat reached out and up, and suddenly Sunny's lips were
brushing into the damply springy curls of pussy hair, her nostrils
flaring at the fragrance rising delicately from the cuntlips
themselves.

"Oh darling," Teresa groaned from somewhere far above Sunny's head. "Oh
no, you mustn't! Oh, please don't do that! It's not right--no!"

But of course, Sunny went right on, rubbing her cheek into that furry
pussy mound, nuzzling into the soft dampness, and at last, daring to
flick out her tongue to seek the flavor of the cuntlips. It was
delicious, a flowerlike spice touched with musk that made Sunny's
entire being tingle.

She thrust her tongue boldly into the silken gash, pushing into it to
the wetter cavity beyond, tonguing into her mother's pussy, her
mother's snatch! It was far-out and freaky, and she reached around to
take the cheeks of Teresa's ass into both hands, to plunge her mouth
deeply into the hairily resilient cunt.

Her mom squirmed and surged, gasping and murmuring half-words; hands
dug into Sunny's hair, pushed down upon her head, and her mom was
fucking her in the face, bucking her crotch into Sunny's eager mouth.

Sunny licked into the wiggling hole, lapped the way her dog might,
using a quick, wet tongue that seemed to grow hotter with every passing
second. Her mother's cuntlips pressed against her teeth, and she
nibbled at them. She ate into the soft, juicy flesh, discovered the
throbbing clitoris, and went after it with lips and tongue, with the
reaching of her teeth.

"Ahh, darling! Oh, how wonderful! Baby, baby! Oh, I just can't stand
any more! Oh, please--let me go--ahh

Sunny sucked on the clit, drew it between her teeth and shook it
tenderly, squirming when her mother squirmed, hunching when her mother
hunched, feeling a hot flood within her own cunt. Pulling, siphoning,
she let go from time to time to run her tongue over her mom's clit, to
race the tip around inside the lips of her juicy pussy.

"S-Sunny! Oh, my baby! My little girl! Oh, I'm going to come, darling!
Your mommy is COMING!"

Sunny growled into her cunt, drew hungrily upon it, sucked it as if it
was some ripe melon. Her fingernails dug into the cheeks of Teresa's
sleek ass, lifting it, shoving her mouth as deep as she could get it,
trying to bury her entire face into the sweetly trembling cunt as her
mother came.

Teresa swung her legs up, bent the knees, and clamped her thighs around
her daughter's head; her hands locked into Sunny's hair, and it was as
if she was attempting to make her avid pussy devour the girl.

Contentedly, Sunny continued to lap into the hotly seeping slit,
curling her tongue and bringing back a deliciously slidy moisture to
her mouth, swallowing it and licking back for more. She was drinking
her mother's oils, sucking down her mom's cunt juices, the slippery
fluids that were meant to lubricate a man's hard prick.

Slowly then, she lifted her dripping face, and slowly, she began to
retrace her path back up her mother's body. It had gone limp now, the
thighs dropped from her head, the belly heaving slightly, erratically.
Such smooth and flawless skin, Sunny thought, nipping it here and
licking it there. Her mom was really a beautiful woman, rounded where
she should be, and slim where it counted.

The tits--comforting pillows with hard tips in their centers, nice and
giving; she pressed her face between them for a long time. Then she
kissed the base of her mother's throat and the pulse throbbing there.
The red mouth waited for her, the lips parted damply, the tongue tip
hiding just behind them.

They kissed, tongues meeting wetly as Sunny passed the flavors of her
mother's pussy to Teresa's mouth. Their teeth raked gently, and the
lips were avidly mobile as their breaths mixed hotly.

They lay quietly then, Sunny atop her mother's supine body, sliding her
small tits over the big ones, placing her flat belly upon her mother's
more rounded tummy.

It was only natural for them to begin making fucking motions, to grind
their cunt mounds together, at first tenderly, then with stronger
movements. Sunny had to slide down, since her mom was so much taller,
but she got her cunt snugged tightly to the steaming crotch and screwed
it as she would fuck a man.

Not quite the same, of course; she thrilled at the rare intimacy, and
sometimes she tickled her clit against the nubby one of her mother. It
wasn't really like fucking a man, or the same as screwing her big dog,
either, but it was very good just the same.

She wiggled sensuously, and held to her mother's tits as she rotated
her crotch into the darker-haired one beneath it. Wet flashes of
electricity joined their cunts, and for just a little while, Sunny
wished that she really had a prick growing between her thighs, so that
she could shove it all the way to the swollen balls inside her mother's
palpitating cunt.

 "C-Coming, Mom! Oh, I'm coming!"

"Yes, dear," her mother crooned, and stroked her head as Sunny bucked
more heavily into her humid snatch. When the white-hot lights went off
like fireworks inside Sunny's pussy, her mother petted her as if she
were a small child.

It was nice and comforting; it was juvenile and somehow very much
grown--up. Sighing, Sunny edged to one side and dropped from her
mother's body, to turn over limply and throw an arm across her eyes.

She was floating, relaxed and drifting as she had done the first time
Judd Lorimer fucked her, when he took her cherry and taught her what it
was like to come. No, Sunny thought; Judd had been the first man to
shove a prick into her cunt, but a prick had been there before--
George's super-hard tool.

Eyes closed, her heart and her breath slowing by degrees, Sunny flashed
back to the swinging action between Betsy Lorimer and the dog. She
wondered what her mother would do, how she would react, if George
approached her with his long, red cock hanging out. Her mom would
probably scream, and when she got herself together, would say that
things had gone altogether too far. George might even get shipped off
to the pound.

"Darling," her mother's voice was soft. "Are you tired out and falling
asleep?"

"Not really," Sunny answered. "Just resting a minute, that's all. That
was far--out, Mom."

"it was marvelous," Teresa agreed. "It was so utterly different that
oh, I'll never be able to put what happened into words, so I won't try.
I'll just say I love you, Sunny--much more now than I could ever have
believed possible."

Turning, Sunny put an arm across the warmly naked body of her mother.
"I know what you mean, Mom. It makes us a whole lot closer, not only
loving, but being in love."

"Yes," Teresa said, "I think that's it."

A hand cupped Sunny's tit; another hand strayed down to feel the
shaping of one of her asscheeks. Her mother asked, "Do you want me to
do that to you, now? I may be somewhat clumsy at first, but I'm sure
I'll get the hang of it pretty quick."

"If you really want to," Sunny said.

"I do, Sunny. I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel. If
you're not too tired."

Sunny smiled into her mother's intent eyes. "No way, Mom. I think I
could go all day and all night, too. Maybe I'll find out before too
much longer."

She relaxed at the touch of her mother's mouth, allowed her tongue to
be passive as the other searched aggressively over it. The kiss was
prolonged and deep, and Sunny thought that it was good to lie quietly
for a change, to have things done to her.

It was a freaky sensation, having her mother's mouth on her tit,
feeling those familiar teeth upon her nipple, and Sunny lifted to it,
arching her back and shivering. Her mom moved to the other nipple,
giving it equal tune and hot attention, licking over the tip, pushing
it down with her tongue, rolling it in her teeth.

As Sunny wiggled and petted her mother's honey-blonde hair, Teresa's
mouth angled softly down the middle of Sunny's chest, licking torridly
down to the flat belly. She did the same thing Sunny had, darted her
tongue into the navel and held it there, making guns fire inside
Sunny's pussy.

"Oh Mom--Mother, darling. That's nice. That's crazy. Lick me some more,
Mom. Tickle your tongue right on down into my pussy hairs. Oh, that's
it! That's it!"

The hot tongue turned her on, made her shake her ass and rotate her
crotch. Her mother's hands were palming the cheeks of her butt, taking
a grip on them, and Sunny couldn't reach her mom's head without bending
up, so she let go and dropped the upper part of her body back on the
floor. Her head was on the bath mat, and she stared into the faintly
pink reflection of the bathtub close by.

Teresa's mouth burrowed thirstily into the lips of her cunt, and Sunny
gasped with the blazing shock, but forced herself to lie reasonably
still, made herself not participate violently in the growing intensity
of the sensations. She was being passive, having it done to her, not
doing it back.

And that was great for a while. Her mom murmured sweet things into the
steamy slit, then shoved her tongue right on inside, feeling around
Sunny's cunt with it, rubbing her mouth up and down the slippery cleft,
so that her teeth scraped lightly over and across the throbbing
pussylips.

Her mother didn't need instructions, but Sunny gave them anyway: "Oooh,
Mom! Yes, run your tongue up and down, and bite my cuntlips a little.
Ah! Yes, that's the way. Kind of chew on my pussy, and suck it. Suck my
pussy, Mom! Eat it, eat my cunt and love it and suck it until you make-
-me--go--crazy!"

Teresa's mouth was ravenous, gnawing into Sunny's flexing pussy,
sucking her guts out, pulling and teasing and making the hot tickles
run up and down her daughter's spine. She couldn't hold still any
longer, and her crotch seemed to lunge of its own free will, making a
corkscrewing movement against her mom's gulping mouth.

Then she was fucking her mother's face, screwing her head, putting the
shuddering lips of her pussy hard against the teeth and taking the
tongue as if it was a man's hard prick, riding it and bucking her cunt.
Lifting, moaning, she reached down for the lovely blonde hair and wove
her fingers into its soft tresses.

"M-Mom! Oh, damn it! Yes, darling--eat me like that. Suck me until I
come. Make my clit do tricks! Ah, yes! YES! Mom--Mom--Mother! Damn it!
Ahh! I'm coming! Can you hear me? Eat my pussy,

Mom! You're making me come! CWMMEEE!!"

Sunny let it go, released the powerful swirling of feeling that was
threatening to tear her clit loose from its roots. She came in a crazy
patchwork of emotions, with sparkles of scorching lights, in a
wiggling, shaking, humping series of slams that made her mother's head
bounce.

It was a wonderful orgasm, and Sunny clenched her teeth upon its
rapture, tried to hold forever to the lightning strikes of its bliss,
only to shatter her soul and wheel drifting away into a warmly
gathering darkness.

She came, and it was magic. Her mother ate softly into her trembling
pussy, and it was the most magic thing of all.

The Family Pet Chapter 6

Chapter 6


Sunny left them to their private loving later that night, and crept
tiredly into her bed--Betsy's bed, rather--leaving father and daughter
together in the guest room. She thought they'd have a lot to say to
each other, besides all the things they'd want to do, like play sixty-
nine.

Sunny had had her orgasm, and was content with just that, especially
after the ass-reaming she'd taken earlier from George. So she dreamed--
of men and boys with hard-ons, all sizes of cocks, all with drippy
prickheads. But behind them, there always loped the big figure of her
Great Dane.

* * *


Awaking early, Sunny eased back into the guest room, careful that the
other Lorimer at home--Harry--wouldn't hear her wandering about. She
roused Judd and told him to scoot back to his own room, then made
certain he understood she wanted to see him later in the day, over at
her house.

"Come alone," she said. "I dig sweet Betsy almost as much as you do,
but force yourself to leave her at home for a while. We can all get
together again later."

He nodded sleepily, but got himself together and trudged for his own
room. Sunny went across the yards and let herself in the back door,
raiding the fridge before going upstairs for a long nap. She hadn't
seen George chained to his doghouse, nor did she see him in the living
room; the big dog wasn't upstairs, either. Hiding somewhere, she
thought, getting up a boner for his next fuck with her--which wouldn't
be all that long.

* * *


The smell of bacon roused Sunny next time, and she hurried through a
shower, then plunged downstairs to eat. She was ravenous, downing
everything in sight, from juice to pan fries. Fucking made her hungry;
because it used up so much energy, she guessed. And one thing she
didn't want to do was run out of energy--not for at least a thousand
years. Maybe she could catch up on enough screwing by that time.

When she looked up, her mother was smiling wanly at her. "Evidently you
weren't sick. Why did you come home so early from Betsy Watson's?
Usually when you stay over, you girls talk all night and sleep half the
day."

Sunny said, "Oh, we zonked out early and I felt like having breakfast
with you." Her mother looked older this morning, seemed lonelier than
ever, and Sunny felt sorry for her. But she brightened, remembering
that Judd Lorimer was coming over later in the day.

Her mom had a surprise coming, because Sunny intended to ask Judd to
fuck her. They'd go well together--his black hair and olive skin
against her willowy, honey-blonde fairness; his big, pulsing cock
shoving into the tender pussy that hadn't been screwed in so many years
...

Sunny had to look down into her coffee cup, afraid that what she was
thinking might show on her face. The idea was getting to her, making
her own mound turn humid. Last night had been pretty wild, sharing Judd
with his daughter, but if she shared him with her mother--that would be
weird. It would also be out of sight.

But her mother was so straight and shy, and had that hangup about
hiding all the good points of her body. Maybe she'd freak out if Judd
raped her, and scream for the cops.

Sunny finished her coffee and cleared the table, frowning about that
possibility. But if her mom had passed along her own genes, so that
Sunny inherited her vital sexiness from her mother instead of her
father, then her mom was a ball of fire inside.

Then why hadn't she swung with a few guys? She always spent her nights
at home. Out of a sense of duty toward her daughter? Or because her
hangup was sex, and she was hiding out from the world of men?

The gamble had to be taken, Sunny decided, drying the dishes as her
mother washed. If Sunny helped Judd get into her mom, then her mother
really couldn't call the police and fink on them. She'd be certain to
protect her daughter from that kind of involvement, even if it meant
taking a solid fucking and forgetting about it if she didn't enjoy the
screw. But how could any woman not enjoy fucking? Sunny wondered.

She was helpful around the house, cleaning up, picking her mom's
favorite tapes for the stereo, then mixing a rum Coke for her when she
sat down to read the paper.

Teresa Watson asked: "What's it all about? I appreciate you taking care
of me this way, but it's not usual."

"Drink up," Sunny said. "I mixed too much of this at one time, and you
don't want it to go flat. Then you go up and shower, and make yourself
still prettier, 'cause I invited somebody over to see us today."

"That's why, then." Teresa drained her glass. "Whoo! I'm certainly not
used to that. Who's coming over, dear--a new boy friend?"

Sunny refilled the glass and handed it over. Two drinks often stood her
mother on her ear. She said, "You might say that. I guess he is my boy
friend. But you don't need to get yourself up all formal, Mom. Just
wear your prettiest robe and fix your hair and--well, you know."

Teresa sipped some of the drink, made a face and said, "I'll have to
take the rest of this up to the shower. Didn't you make it a bit
strong, Sunny?"

Smiling, Sunny said, "Oh, come on. You're a big girl now. Finish up and
I can go wash the glass. I want everything tidy before he gets here."

Obediently, her mother swallowed the rum Coke. Blinking back a sudden
rush of tears, she said: "Just who is this young man, that your mother
has to be high to meet?"

"You'll like him," Sunny said. "He has a thing about him that you just
won't be able to resist." His big prick, she added silently, and had a
terrible time keeping her face under control. She took the glass and
turned away before she broke up. "Look pretty, Mom."

After her mother climbed the stairs, Sunny thought that now would be
the perfect time--to catch her just coming out of the shower, a little
woozy from the combination of unaccustomed rum and the hot water. They
could get her between them, she and Judd, and hustle her into the
bedroom, and Sunny would help hold her down while he poured that
massive prick to her.

A shiver ran up Sunny's back, and she squeezed her thighs together to
ease the urgency in her pussy. She went to the door, hoping to see
Judd; he didn't come right away, and she got edgier, walking back and
forth nervously. Back at the door, she saw him at last, and ran to grab
at his hand, hauling him into the kitchen.

"Judd--oh, darling--you timed it just right."

He looked at her quizzically. "What? Were you ready to call your dog?"

She tilted her head at him. "You don't have to be jealous of poor
George. He doesn't whine when you fuck me. But it's not me, Judd not
right away, anyhow. You have to do something special for me. You have
to fuck my mother."

"What the bell? Sunny--have you flipped out?"

"You have to fuck her," she insisted. "My mom is lonely and shy and
she's not going to get any better, any older, unless you show her how
good it is to be fucked. You could make her eat you, too--the way you
did it to me, and turn her on all the way around."

His eyes warmed and he said, "Your mother. Does Teresa know about
this?"

"No, but I'll help you. Rape her, if you have to, and if she wants to
yell for the police, I'll swear that she just got mad at you. But I
don't think she'll give that kind of trouble if I'm mixed up in it.
She's showering now, and she's had two rum Cokes, so she'll be wobbly."

Judd said slowly, "Your mother is a lovely woman, and I've been
wondering why she keeps to herself all the time. That would be
something--to be fucking both of you, mother and daughter."

Sunny pointed out, "And later, swinging with both at the same time--
maybe even with Betsy, too. Wouldn't that be wild, man? Two girls and a
woman, fucking you and eating you and loving you."

He licked his lips and said, "Yeah. Upstairs, you say?"

Excitedly, Sunny said, "Get undressed down here--and I will, too.
That'll shock her silly, seeing you and me naked. It ought to throw her
so off balance we can grab her."

"Damn," he said, "this is one hell of an idea, and I'm getting a hard-
on already. Let's go, baby."

They threw off their clothes helter-skelter, and Sunny clutched his
hand again when they were bare-assed. "Come on, lover man. Right on up
the stairs."

Their timing was just a shade off, because Sunny had planned to trap
her mother either in the bathroom, or just coming out of it. As it
happened, they closed in on Teresa Watson just a second after she had
turned into her own room. Sunny caught a flash of the pale-blue robe as
her mom left the hallway.

Before Judd could slow down or hesitate, she dragged him to the door,
turned the knob, and they dashed inside together. Teresa spun around,
her mouth going wide in utter surprise at the sight of two naked bodies
plunging towards her. Before her mother could scream, Sunny clamped a
hand over her mouth, caught one of her wrists and shoved her towards
the bed.

Judd was quick, too; he grabbed the other wrist and pulled Teresa down.
She hit the bed with her long, slim legs flailing, and Sunny saw her
mother's cunt exposed--a deeply haired, richly golden-brown pussy set
beautifully between sleekly rounded thighs. Then Teresa was kicking,
trying to cross her legs and hide her cunt, moaning helplessly against
her daughter's palm.

Judd managed to get a knee between the scissoring legs, and clamped an
iron grip on the opposite knee. Teresa stopped kicking because she had
to. Then he brought her arm up over her head and said to Sunny: "Let go
of her mouth and use your hands to pin both her wrists."

"What if she screams?" Sunny asked, panting with excitement.

"If she screams," Judd said, staring down into Teresa's wild eyes,
"I'll stuff a pillowcase in her mouth. You hear me, woman?"

Carefully, Sunny moved her hand away from her mother's mouth, saying
softly: "Mom--oh Mom, please don't act up or try anything crazy. He'll
tie you and gag you if he has to. And he's going to fuck you, either
way. So please--please be cool."

Her mom's eyes were wide with shock, and she was gasping for breath,
but Sunny thought she was too shaken to yell, now. There was sheer
terror on her face, and for just a second, Sunny wanted to soften, to
relent and call off the whole thing. But it was out of her hands; Judd
was too aroused now, determined to fuck the lovely, mature cunt he saw.
There'd be no stopping him.

He said, "Relax, Teresa. You've been fucked before."

Silently, the woman continued to fight. Holding her mother's wrists,
Sunny saw the pressure Judd put upon the tender hips, and how he used
both hands to hold her mom's crotch into place for the prodding of his
hungry cock.

The big, spongy prickhead poked at her gash, slid off the thick curls
of pussy hair, recovered and thrust again. This time, the blunt end
found a softer place, a slightly damp hole, and pinned the wriggling
pussy solidly. Teresa gasped aloud. Judd pushed harder, using more
force now that his cockhead had found her cunt hole.

Staring, Sunny watched the flanged cockhead power its way between the
lips of her mother's pussy, saw the cuntlips stretch to absorb it, saw
the shaft begin to slide into the grip of the scarlet mouth. The head
vanished, and the cuntlips closed behind it, riding smoothly down along
the veined trunk of his prick, moving moistly down until they came to
rest around the thick base, against the fleshy mounding above his
dangling balls.

Judd Lorimer had his prick shoved all the way into her mother's pussy.

Sunny held onto her mom's struggling wrists, but the power was going
out of them as Judd began to stroke, pulling back his huge rod for
another wet plunge into the velvet depths of a cunt that hadn't been
fucked in years.

"Oh!" Teresa panted. "Oh, how dare you! You can't! Damn you, Judd
Lorimer, you're raping me--oh!--raping me, you hairy, disgusting brute.
I--ooohh! You're so big--so long. Sunny, Sunny! How, could you help
him--ahhh!"

He thrust his dick into her cunt to the roots, drew back until Sunny
thought the knob of his prick was going to pop out of the trembling
pussy; then he pushed it deep once more, feeding the hard, thick meat
to her mother in long, steady strokes that had to be reaching bottom.

"Stay with him, Mom," Sunny urged. "Grind your pussy on him. Fuck him
back. He has such a gorgeous prick, doesn't he? So hot and stiff. Fuck
him, Mother."

She let go of her mom's hands, and Teresa's arms came uncertainly down,
the hands fluttering for a moment, then settling firmly upon Judd's
shoulders, her long, thin fingers taking a grip there. Teresa's eyes
were closed, but her red lips hung open and wet, and as Sunny watched,
the rosy nipples of her mom's big, round tits climbed straight up and
turned hard. Her hips started a slow, sensuous tick-tock swinging, and
her back arched slightly, so that her luxuriantly furred crotch rose to
him, lifted to meet his strokes.

Turning her head, Sunny smiled at Judd. "She's screwing you back. She
loves that big cock of yours, darling. It's all right now, because Mom
is fucking you and digging it."

"Like daughter, like mother," Judd said, pumping his rod steadily into
the squirming woman. "Let yourself go, Teresa. Fuck hard or slow or
mean or any way you want to, darling. You have a marvelous tight cunt,
so hot and slippery, soft as satin and strong as silk. Fuck me, Teresa-
-keep grinding your ass and hunching this hot pussy up to me."

"Uh!" her mother moaned, and Sunny felt out with one finger to touch
the erectile tip of one tit. "Uh-oh, Judd! Such a big one--what a big,
hard prick! It's filling me, stretching me-- Not so quick! Oh, I don't
want to come so quick! I want to just keep fucking--uh--UH--UH!"

Her mom's pelvis blurred in savage strokes as she slammed it up to
Judd's crotch. She wrapped her arms around Judd's neck and pulled his
face down so that she could thrust a quaking tongue into his mouth.
Teresa's pale white ass made violent circles as she came.

So beautiful, Sunny thought, her hand cupped over one of her mother's
big, soft boobs, her hand caught between Judd's hairy chest and the
flattened jug; how lovely it was, seeing her mother get fucked,
watching her shudder when she came, and hearing that little slosh--
slosh liquidy noise as Judd continued to ram his pole deep.

Teresa went limp, but her mouth remained fastened to his, and Sunny got
her hand out to slide it along her mother's flank and feel the recoil
of the flesh there as the man pounded his meat home.

When Judd stiffened out and groaned into her mother's mouth, Sunny
reached around between the cheeks of his ass and took hold of his balls
to feel their flexing as they pumped up their load of hot jazz.

* * *


In the morning, Sunny got to George behind the yard umbrella, and he
met her as if he hadn't fucked anything for a month. The big dog was
something else, always ready to screw, and she thought that was about
the best state of readiness there could ever be. Sunny had a couple of
things she wanted to try on George, but she looked all around the yard
and up at the second-story windows of the houses before adjusting the
umbrella to cut off a certain section of the yard.

Then she dropped to hands and knees and played with the dog's sheath,
making the long, red prick slide out. Sunny didn't want to tease him,
but she had some experiments to perform before she fucked him. Her
mother was upstairs asleep, screwed out by Judd Lorimer, her energy
burned up after doing so long without a man's cock. So Sunny and George
should be safe enough from any prying eyes.

Her mother had gone along okay with the fucking, the rape, but Sunny
wasn't at all certain what would happen if her mom learned that she was
fucking a dog. That might be another story, and since things were
swinging so well for them, Sunny didn't want to mess anything up. But
she wanted to check out the dog's reactions to some ideas she had.

"Here, George," she whispered, playing with that hard shaft. "That's
right, good old George just keeping humping it out there. Keep it
moving in my hand. That's it."

The cock was slippery, all gleaming and slidy as she jacked off the big
dog, squeezing down on the rigid shaft and fingering over the pointy
knob that seemed to grow with each humping thrust the dog made into the
air--and into her caressing hand. Sunny was interested in actually
watching what happened when it went off--to see if it exploded like a
gun shooting, or if it squirted like a hose, or what.

She continued to fondle the sliding prick, and the head of it seemed to
expand more and more, but only to her touch; she could barely see any
real change as George whined and hunched, bewildered because he
couldn't clamp his front legs around a warm body. The dog was getting
spoiled, she thought, using her other hand to feet his swinging balls.
But she didn't slow down her massaging on his slippery prick.

Staring, she watched the knob suddenly swell to several times its size,
and when George whined deep in his hairy chest, she felt that he was
about to come. The dog stiffened out in a half-crouch, and a great
shiver passed through his body. Sunny watched entranced as the head of
his cock shook, vibrated, then spurted a solid stream of jism.

It shot out to land between his forefeet, a big blob of gooey stuff
that glistened up at her. But George wasn't through, and another lunge
of his ass drove his prick forward in her hand to spit another stream
of sperm that fell somewhat short of the place the first spurt landed.

That was the same juice that she had taken into her snatch, that had
hosed up her ass, feeling all hot and bubbly, making her tingle and
tickle from head to toe. Sunny let go of the dog's balls and touched a
fingertip into the puddle of sperm, nabbing lightly, smearing the stuff
around. It was thick and sticky, and the texture of it thrilled her.

"George," she murmured, "can you go again so soon? Come on and try it,
George. I'm so hot I can't stand it any longer."

As she backed her ass into the dog's face, George lowered his muzzle
and began to lick hotly at her pussy, laving her asshole as well with
his big, long tongue. Sunny thought that she'd save her other
experiment until sometime later. She'd meant to go down on George, to
find out if that would be as exciting as eating Judd's thick cock, to
see if there was a difference in taste between the dog's sperm and the
man's cum.

But she'd gotten herself turned on too much, playing with George's
prick, jacking him off. So now she had to swing with him, to reach an
orgasm herself It felt good, the wetness of his reaching tongue, and
Sunny squirmed at the warm lapping, moving so that he could reach all
over the lips of her pussy. Once in a while, the end of the tongue
would penetrate her gash and she'd wiggle joyfully at the sensation.

George got himself worked up then, and lifted to clamp his paws around
her waist while his stiff cock probed for an opening, any hot opening
that would take it. Sunny considered taking it up the ass again, but
changed her mind when George's knobby prick poked into the hairs of her
cunt.

Better to fuck the dog in the regular way, she thought, to make him
screw her long and strong in the pussy, so she could come better.
Grinding her ass, hiking it towards the searching cock, Sunny dropped
her upper body so that George could find her cunt more easily. He got
it stuck into the pussylips, whined once, then shoved his dick
powerfully right into her snatch without another second of hesitation.

The dog's rigid prick pushed into her hole greasily, and Sunny was glad
she'd been hot and ready for it. Otherwise, the shaft might have made
her hurt, sliding into a dry cunt. George didn't give a damn, once the
head of his cock touched a wet hole; he just plunged his rod on home,
all the way to his balls.

Settling herself, Sunny rocked with the penetrating lunges of the Great
Dane's cock, seesawing back and forth with every long thrust. George
had a strong and steady rhythm, and pushed his prick deep into her cunt
with every stroke, hunching his back so that his balls swung into
Sunny's thighs.

Eyes closed, face turned upon her forearm, Sunny took the hard cock,
felt the soft joltings of it against her cervix and the grinding of the
shaft across her clit. His cock was groovy for her, different from
Judd's larger, heavier cock, strange because George was a dog and was
fucking her like she was a bitch dog. No man would ever be able to
quite screw her this way, she thought, and wiggled happily upon the
ramrodding prick.

George took longer because he had just come, and Sunny tried holding
off, making herself slow down so she wouldn't come too soon. She
luxuriated in the fucking, slid her ass up and down the pistoning cock,
but she couldn't keep the far-out sensations off. They built within her
hot pussy, grew more potent with each stroke of the dog's prick, and
she dug her fingers into the earth, fighting the surges.

"Uhhh!" she grunted, and swung her ass furiously, grinding her cunt
around the dog's driving prick, not giving a damn about anything but
the hot, blazing excitement of being screwed.

Sunny came in a violent, boiling spasm that shook her entire body. Her
clit thrummed and her cunt muscles squeezed down upon the moving,
churning cock that was making her quake all over. Her pussy rippled,
let go, clamped again, and the flashes of juicy, hot feelings radiated
through her twat.

"Ohh!" she gasped as George continued to hammer his rigid cock into her
quaking cunt. "Uhhh! G-George, you horny bastard! Ohhh! OOOHHH!!"

And the dog's prick drove hard into her hole as George gripped her
tightly with his forelegs. Her knees skidded on the grass as the Great
Dane pounded his heavy shaft more savagely into her twat, and George
was mixing growls with whines, deep in his chest.

Then he let it go again--and Sunny almost sobbed with relief as the
torrent of sizzling dog juice splashed into her pussy, as the dog's cum
washed thick and hot throughout her wetly flexing cunt.

George stiffened out above her, and the grip of his paws relaxed.
Gently, she crawled away from him, expertly sliding out of the dog's
cock, hesitating at the spread of its distended head, then giving her
cunt a deft twist that popped the knob out of her pussylips. She felt
the sticky residue that trailed after, to turn her thighs slick.

Then she was gone from beneath him, feeling for her panties, her chest
heaving as her breath finally slowed. In her jeans again, she sat up
and reached back to pat the dog's broad head. "You're a real fucker,
George. Every time I get screwed by you, I think I'm coming apart at
the seams. It's good, George--it's very good."

Next time, she thought, she'd suck him off, and get the dog's reaction
to that. No doubt he'd just plunge that stiff cock down her throat with
the same brutal, hammering speed. But maybe she could control its
penetration by moving her head, or slow him down by chewing on his
prick. It would be fun to try.

Sunny came from behind the lawn umbrella, leading the now docile George
by his choke-chain collar. Snapping the hook of his leash into the
collar, she tied him to the doghouse. George lay down immediately and
closed his eyes, muzzle on his paws.

Smiling down at her hairy lover, Sunny walked back into the house,
knowing the slippery feeling of cum oozing from her pussylips and
thinking of a hot shower. But she met her mother in the kitchen, and
realized they would have to have a talk.

Her mother made the first move. "Coffee, Sunny? Or a cold drink?"

"Something cold, Mom. I was--goofing around outside and got all sweaty.
Do you feel okay?" Sunny sat at the table and watched her mother move
to the fridge, liking the grace of her motions, the slimness of leg and
the sexy jiggling of her ass.

Teresa Watson dropped ice in a glass and foamed Coke over it. She had a
glass of dark stuff herself, and Sunny figured it was a mixed drink,
that her mother was getting her nerve together with it.

"Sunny," her mother said, after gulping from her glass, "I want you to
know that I--well, I thank you for doing what you did last night, for
bringing Judd Lorimer in to--do it to me. I was very angry at first,
and could have kicked you and Judd both, but then--it's been a long
time for me, without a man. There are other ways a woman can gratify
her sexual cravings, but I needed a man's love."

"I'm glad," Sunny said. "When I saw you start to fuck Judd back, then I
knew I wasn't going to be in any big trouble for helping him rape you.
And I do want you to be happy, Mom. I mean, when I found out how good
it was, how wonderful Judd's prick could make me feel, then I wanted
you to have that same enjoyment, too."

Her mother's face was red, and her voice fluttered a little when she
answered, "And I did enjoy it. You--it didn't embarrass you, watching
your mother take a man's--cock into her body like that?"

Sunny drank some Coke. "Me? No way, Mom. I got a real kick out of it.
You're so beautiful, and when you got all hot, you wiggled and squirmed
so, fucking Judd like you never meant to let him go. I was only sorry
that I couldn't join you then, but I knew that might shake you up too
much."

Teresa's eyes widened. "J-Join us? You mean--make it a threesome? I
don't quite understand."

Shrugging, Sunny said, "I'm not all that sure, either. I just figure it
can be done okay. I like to touch you when you're fucking him, and I
like to play with him, too. It would be a lot of fun, mixing us
together."

Her mother poured another drink. "You amaze me, Sunny. So young and yet
somehow so knowledgeable. I--you take a wholly different approach to
sex, I see. And you've been screwing Judd?"

"And going down on him, and having him go down on me. Mom, did he eat
your pussy last night, after I left?"

The glass rattled against Teresa's teeth. "I--what a thing to say,
Sunny! I--look ..."

Grinning, Sunny pursued the subject. "Did you eat his cock? If you did,
I bet it was the first time you ever went down on a man. I can't see
you taking Daddy's prick into your mouth."

Teresa shook her head, drank thirstily from her glass. "Not your
father, and as for last night--Judd made me do it to him. You know how
strong and demanding he is."

"Yeah," Sunny giggled, "I know. He forced me to eat his cock the first
time, too. I thought I'd strangle on his cum, but I didn't. Did you
like it, too?"

Wordlessly, her mother nodded. "it was--very different. I never thought
I could possibly stomach any act of perversion like that, but--since
we're being honest with each other, I may as well admit that it excited
me tremendously. But I've been upset ever since, a little frightened.
What if Judd's wife and children find out what he's been doing to us? I
just can't ever face Lenore Lorimer again."

"Sure you can, Mom. She doesn't have to know--not right away, anyhow.
And maybe Judd can keep up with both of us, but if he can't--well, I
might tell you that Betsy and I have been playing around some. So I
don't think it would be all that hard to get Harry Lorimer in on the
fun and games."

Teresa stared. "What do you mean, you and Betsy playing around? Have
you been doing anything perverted with another girl?"

"Not really," Sunny said. "And what's 'perverted', anyhow? I don't
think it's weird when Judd eats my cunt, and I dig eating his prick."

"But with another girl--"

"What's the difference--man, boy, girl? Or anything else, for that
matter." For a fleeting second, Sunny was tempted to tell her mother
about George, but she obviously wasn't ready for such information.

Teresa shook her head and finished her drink, sitting limply at the
table. "I don't know anymore. Confused, that's what I am. And maybe a
little bit snockered. But not too much to remember what you said about
Harry Lorimer. He's a beautiful boy, and so young. What makes you think
he'd be interested in screwing a woman old enough to be his mother?
That is, if Judd can't keep up with both of us, and his wife, too."

Sunny got up and went around the table to put her hands on her mother's
shoulders. "Any guy would be interested, Mom. Especially when you stop
hiding all that sexy, beautiful body and start showing it off. Harry--I
have an idea he'd screw anything, anywhere, anytime. But we'll start
him out light--like with me and his sister."

Her mother leaned against Sunny's hands. "Now it's incest. I'm getting
more mixed up. I should be saying no, and trying to do something about
all this, but--"

Stroking her mom's neck, Sunny massaged the muscles gently. "But you
had so much fun last night that you don't want to let go of it. And
you're right. Your skin is so soft and lovely, and when your hair is
loose like this, it's like a golden waterfall. I really dig touching
you, Mom."

"I like it, too," Teresa admitted.

Sunny moved her hands down and around, and her fingers cupped her
mother's boobs. Teresa flinched, but didn't move away, and Sunny
pressed down tenderly upon the nipples, squeezed the big, soft jugs
themselves.

She knew then what she was going to do next.