THE SLIPPERY SLOPE
Chapter 4 - Late in the Night

(Mff, inc, cons)

by Art Martin

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The house was dark when Jim dropped Don off at his house.  The baseball game had gone to eleven innings before his beloved Rockford Rockets took a fatal nosedive after running out of relief pitching. 

Don quietly entered the house careful not to wake Jan up.  Jan had laid out a blanket and pillow for him on the couch.  It was their custom for Don to sleep on the couch if he came in late from a baseball game or playing poker, so that he wouldn’t wake Jan up.  Once Jan was asleep, if she woke up, she would always have a difficult time getting back to sleep, and like him, she had to get up too and go to work in the morning.

He slipped off his shoes and walked down the hallway to the bathroom to take a leak. As usual the kids’ bedroom doors were closed.  He stripped down to his boxer shorts, curled up on the couch and was soon snoring away.  He was having a particularly lurid dream when he heard a noise and woke up.  Not sure if was real or just part of his dream he got up to investigate. 

In the dim light he caught a fleeting glimpse of Toby’s bare butt as he closed his bedroom door.  ‘Must have taken a leak,’ he said to himself, but he didn’t hear the toilet running.  He looked further and saw that the door to the girls’ bedroom was now ajar.  Hearing the girls giggling, he realized what was up.  “Damned horny kids,” he muttered under his breath. 

Suddenly he had a real appreciation for the split bedroom arrangement of the house.  The master bedroom was separated from the kids’ rooms by the living room and the kitchen.  He and Jan had liked that arrangement when they bought the house thinking that the kids wouldn’t hear them having sex.  It was just as effective the other way around.  He wondered how long Toby had been sneaking into his sisters’ room and fucking them.  He and Jan certainly never heard anything suspicious. 

The soft giggling gave way to wet smacking sounds and a soft moan.  ‘Shit, don’t they ever get enough?’  he thought to himself.  His dick was soon throbbing from the mental images he had formed of what had and what was taking place in the girl’s bedroom.  His hand went to the snaps of his boxer shorts thinking to himself, ‘I think I’ll get me a little of that too.’ His shorts hit the floor and naked he stepped through the girls’door. The room went deafly silent as he approached the bed.   In the gloom, he wasn’t sure who was eating whom, but he had no doubts about what was going on.

He ran his hand over the upturned bare butt of the daughter performing the cunnilingus.  “Go on darling,” he said softly, “enjoy her pussy.”

“Daddy?”

“Yes, darling.   Any of you girls want to fuck your old man?”

“Yes, Daddy!” said the girls in unison.

Shhhh!   Not so loud.”

“You’ve got the biggest dick, Daddy,” said a soft voice.

“Yeah, the best!” said another soft voice proudly. “We thought Uncle Jim had the best dick until today, but you have him beat.”

With his hard cock leading the way, Don got up on the bed and positioned himself behind his daughter.  He raked the head of his big dick up and down her wet slit, lubricating his massive glans.  He nestled his dick in the maw of her young vagina and slowly pushed in.

“God, Daddy, you’re so big!”

Shhhh!   Lick your sister’s cunt and keep her hot,” he admonished as he began thrusting.  She rotated her hips back and drove him in deeper.  “God you’re a tight fuck,” he whispered. 

He fucked his little girl for several minutes before the other said, “Me too, Daddy!  Me too!”

Shhhhh!   I’ll fuck you too, baby, now keep quiet!” 

The girl he was fucking began to moan and met his incestuous thrusts stroke for stroke.  The moans got louder, but were muffed in her sister’s crotch.  She began to jerk and Don felt her pussy tightly squeeze and release his dick.  He buried his big cock deep in her spasmodic cunt her until she stopped squirming so much and the vaginal contractions lessened.  With the final quivers of his young daughter’s cunt, he pulled out on the very verge of his own orgasm.

As he rested his hot peter for a few moments to allow the impending climax to subside, the girls switched positions.  He thought of those long ago nights at the drive-in before he and Jan got married.  As soon as they were parked, they were in the back of his old Econoline van, starting a long nonstop evening of lovemaking.  Once he started screwing her, he would pull out and rest a few minutes, then continue fucking her.  After an hour or so, he’d cum, take a ten minutes rest, and fuck her again.  He did it right through to the end of the double feature.  He’d read about it in Playboy and had mastered that trick early on in their relationship.  Jan loved it.  She always wanted to be fucked and fucked and fucked and he was happy to oblige her.

He switched girls, moving in behind his other daughter and repeated what he had done with her sister.  It wasn’t until later on when he was suckling tits did he figure out who was who in the dark, but it really didn’t matter.  He gave them equal treatment as he switched from one girl to the other.  The minutes ticked by, soon nearly two hours had passed.  Don glanced at the red glow of the alarm clock.  ‘Damn it’s getting late,’ he observed.  ‘I’ve got to get up in a couple of hours and go to work.’

“Okay girls, Daddy’s going to cum soon.  Which of you little sluts wants your Daddy’s load?”

“Me, Daddy, me!”

Whose me?”

“Bonnie!  Toby shot off in Lori’s cunt.  It’s my turn!”

“Okay darling, that sounds fair.” 

Lori meekly protested as he pulled out of her.  He mounted his youngest girl and fucked her hard until he came.  His orgasm was always particularly intense after a protracted fuck session like this with Jan and tonight was to be no exception.  Bonnie’s young pussy convulsed as she shuddered out a final gut wrenching climax. Don’s mind reeled, spinning into overload and then exploded in a brilliant multi-colored haze, as his copious load exploded into his young daughter’s wanton cunt.  Ahhhhhh!   Ahhhhh!  Ahhhhh!   Ahhhhh! Ah! Ah fuck!” he yelled. 

Shhhh, Daddy, shhhhh!” scolded Lori, “Mommy will hear you!”

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, that was good!”  he said in a raspy gasp.  As he struggled to catch his breath, Don gradually realized what he had done.  “Sorry, baby, but I lost control.”

“You were so loud!  You better go, Daddy.”

She was right, how could Jan not hear him bellowing out during his sexual release.  Don slowly crawled off Bonnie, but paused to lap at her cum soaked cunt.  He had always eaten out Jan after cumming in her cunt.  He liked it and considered it to be like desert. 

“Daddy go!” urged Lori who was now in her own bed.

Reluctantly Don got up and headed for the door parting with his usual, “Goodnight girls,” as if nothing particular had happened. He stepped into the hallway, closing the door behind him.  Turning, he ran smack into his wife.

“Don!  What are you doing?” she demanded.

“I, I, I…"  Jan reached forward and grasped his dick finding it still wet and slimy.

“How long has this been going on?”

“I, I, I…”

“Answer me, Don, how long?”

From years of experience Don knew that no matter what, it had always been best to just tell the truth.  Though it wasn’t always reciprocated, he’d always been completely honest with Jan and he wasn’t about to change now.  

“This afternoon.”

“This afternoon?   Oh, Don!!!!”

Don’s mind was racing and getting nowhere fast.  Panic started to set in.  What should he do?  What should he do?  Jan seemed pretty cool, but he knew that she was boiling inside. He realized that there was absolutely nothing he could do. The real question was, what would she do?  For that matter, what would Anne do when she found out the whole dirty truth? 

Don was somewhat relieved when his wife said, “Go to bed.  We’ll discuss this tomorrow.”  Sheepishly he headed for the couch.

“No, Don, go to bed.  It’s late and we both have to get up in a few hours.”   He shuffled off to the master bedroom wondering when the axe would fall and in what form would it fall.

He started to crawl in bed.  “Don, go wash off,” his wife told him, “you reek of sex.”  He obediently complied. 

He looked at himself in the mirror as he rinsed the fuck juices from his face. ‘You stupid, stupid bastard! In one brief moment you have managed to destroy two families.  Shit, Jim and I could both be sent to prison.  Oh, god!  Oh, god!  I don’t know if I could do prison time.  Jesus, maybe Jim will kill me.  No, that wouldn’t work.  Oh, fuck!’

“Come on, Don, we need to get to sleep,” he heard his wife say from their bedroom.

‘Sleep!   How can she expect me to sleep?  How can she sleep?’he silently asked himself.  He washed off his pecker and balls and turned out the light.  Without bothering to dry off he got into his side of the bed.  The silence was deafening.  ‘Maybe I could just apologize to her and then we could pretend whole thing never happened…  Not likely…  Fuck!  What am I going to do?  Hell, it’s all Jim’s fault!  He started this.  If anyone went to jail it should be him.  He’s been fucking our girls for what, six months? I had just one brief moment... well, two moments, when I weakened…  Oh god, I’ve committed incest and pedophilia!  You stupid bastard!  How could you do that?  Am I a monster?…   Shit! It’s not like I forced anyone; hell, the girls were willing, even eager to screw me… can I help that?  Maybe if I promise to never do it again?  I’m strong willed, she knows that.’  

Then he reflected that he hadn’t made love to Jan in years like he did with his girls tonight.  The spark had certainly faded over the years and even though they screwed two or three times a week, it wasn’t passionate wild sex, more mechanical than anything.  In thirty minutes or less they would both get their rocks off and then roll over and fall asleep.  Despite his anxiety, the sexual release of the multiple massive orgasm lulled him to sleep.

Jan couldn’t believe her ears.  ‘He’s snoring!’


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