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From: Phil Phantom <pp@philphantom.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Hanky Panky
Date: Sat,  5 May 2001 18:10:03 -0400
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                         Hanky Panky
                      By: Phil Phantom
                    HTTP://www.PhilPhantom.Com

Saturday morning breakfast chatter came to an abrupt halt when
the wife and mother of five announced, "Honey...kids...a close
friend of mine is taking an art photography class and needs a
nude model. He'd like me to pose nude on a bed. I'm willing, but
I told him I couldn't go to his place and do that but I could
possibly pose here on my bed...well, our bed, Steve. He seems
very serious and sincere. He's a very nice guy. I'd like to help
him out, but I want everyone to be okay with this and feel
comfortable about this. Steve?"

Steve surveyed the reaction of the kids. The three boys - 14, 12,
9 - were all grins, holding back filthy smirks while their dirty
little minds raced across lurid images of their extremely
well-built mother in a variety of gymnastic poses with no clothes
on. The two girls - 16 and 10 - were holding back naughty
giggles. The little one wasn't doing a very good job. Steve set
his fork down and looked to Dayna to say, "Who is this friend of
yours?"

"Jack Cunningham."

"Who is Jack Cunningham?"

"You know, that tall guy who you say dances too close."

"Too close! I said he dances too dirty. He's the guy who is
serious and sincere? Dayna, Jack just wants you naked on a bed
while he takes dirty pictures."

The kids were fascinated with this discussion, looking from
parent to parent who sat at opposite ends of the long table. The
kids observed as though watching a tennis match. Their mother
returned this lob with, "You have a dirty mind, Steve. A lot of
men would like to see me naked on a bed and that's why Jack
thinks that would make great photography. It's called erotic art.
Erotic art is not dirty pictures."

The ball was now in Daddy's court. He said, "If he takes pictures
like he dances it will be. He'll get plenty of pictures of your
crotch."

Another lob. Dayna said, "He is a sensual dancer, a very good
dancer, and I think he will bring that same sensuality to his
photography. I am honored that he wants me as his subject. A man
like Jack could get all the young hard-bodied college girls he
wants, but he wants me."

Fast return picked up by Daddy, saying, "He wants you, all right.
I can see you can't wait to get naked, lie back on our marital
bed, and strike a pose for him. I can just imagine that pose."

Hard fast ball picked up by Dayna, saying, "Is that so, Mr. Dirty
Mind? Why don't you describe that pose for me. Describe it for
our kids. I'm sure they'd like to know how your mind works."

All heads swung to Daddy. Steve sat there as though the ball were
coming right at him in slow motion. He sat back, folded his arms,
studied his opponent, then sat forward and placed his forearms on
the table as he said, "I think you'll pose flat on your back with
your legs wide while wearing a come-hither smile. I think you'll
pose for him the way you danced for him."

Point Daddy. Dayna said, "I am not going to dignify that with an
answer. I just want your answer. Can I pose here or must I pose
for him in his apartment? Before you answer, if I go to his
apartment and take my clothes off, there's no telling what might
happen or when I might get back. I might leave here at eight in
the evening and return at eight the following morning. There is
no telling what he might do in all that time because you won't be
knowing and I won't be telling. On the other hand, if he comes
here, you would at least know or have a good idea. It's up to
you, Steve, but I'm posing, here or there. Well?"

Super fast serve that left Daddy stunned. All eyes were on him as
he watched the ball go whizzing by and then said, "If your mind
is made up, do it here."

Point, game, set, match. The mom looked like a winner, like she
had just leapt the net and turned to the crowd. She first looked
to her left, to Angela, her sixteen-year-old, saying, "Okay,
Angela, I want your thoughts. Are you okay with this?"

Angela looked around the table before looking to her mother and
saying, "Sure, if you want to."

"Yes, but what do you think about this?"

"Well, it's kinda weird, but there's nothing nasty about erotic
art."

Dayna looked next to Trevor, her oldest boy, saying, "Trevor,
your thoughts?"

"I think it's cool. Can we watch?"

"No, the bedroom door will be closed. Is that still cool?"

"Sure, but why can't we watch?"

"For one, I'll be naked; for two, he can't concentrate with
people watching; and three, you kids wouldn't stay still or be
quiet. [looking to Brandon, the twelve-year-old] Brandon, what
are your thoughts?"

"I wanna watch. I'll be still and quiet. Tie me to a chair and
gag me. I don't care. I just wanna watch."

"You're not watching, so forget it."

Steve interjected and addressed Brandon, saying, "You're not
watching because she knows damn well she'll be doing more than
posing naked. At least there's a better chance of hanky panky
behind a closed bedroom door with no one watching."

Dayna set stern eyes on Steve as she said, "We all know what you
think, Steve. You've said your piece, now stay out of this."

Steve returned to eating like a chastised child. The kids found
this very odd, especially since their mother's response was as
good as an admission that his assessment was right on. A husband
had the right to challenge an admission like that. Hell, he had
an obligation to his manhood, but their daddy only sulked as
Dayna looked to young Connie and said, "Sweetheart, do you think
Mommy is being nasty?"
Connie looked from her mother to her father, then back to her
mother and meekly said, "Yeah, sorta."

"Connie, it's alright. Be honest. If you feel the way Daddy does,
just say so."

Connie looked to her daddy and felt sorry for him. She then
looked to her mom and said, "You're hurting Daddy's feelings,
Mom."

"I can't help how he thinks, Connie, or if what he thinks is
going on in the bedroom hurts. I want to know how you feel and
whether this will hurt you."

Connie thought about that and finally said, "No, not really. I
mean, you're a grown-up. I guess this is between you and Daddy. I
just worry that you'll end up getting a divorce because of it."

Dayna took Connie by the hand and said, "Don't ever worry about
divorce. Your daddy would never want to divorce me, and I have no
intention of ever divorcing him as long as he gives me my freedom
to do the things I want to do - things like this - helping out a
friend. Your daddy loves me and I love your daddy. Even if I were
to get pregnant doing this, your daddy wouldn't want a divorce.
He might be upset, or hurt, but he would love and treat the baby
as his own. He would not threaten me with divorce. He never has;
he never will."

All eyes fell on Daddy, and by the looks of things, the wife's
assessment was correct. That was not the face of a man
contemplating divorce, or the face of a man - very odd. 

After seeing that her daddy wasn't a man, Connie shrugged her
okay and Dayna turned her attention to her grinning youngest,
Leroy. She said, "Well, Leroy, it's your turn. Tell us your
thoughts."

Leroy sat up and grinned big, then said, "I think it's really
neat, but I wanna watch you get naked and make a baby."

This response came as no surprise to Dayna, and that was why
Leroy came last. Dayna smiled and said, "So, you think like your
father. You think hanky panky will be going on in that bedroom,
don't you?"

"Yeah, lots of it. I'd like to see lots of it. I never saw hanky
panky. I never even saw you all the way naked before."

"Well, I may just give you a treat and come out all the way naked
during our breaks. [looking around the table at surprised faces]
Would you kids like that if I just stayed naked all the while
Jack is here?"

All young heads nodded eagerly and enthusiastically. Dayna took
strength from the strength of their enthusiasm. They nodded and
voiced their affirmatives. This gave her the courage to add, "If
there is any hanky panky going on, you'll probably be able to
tell. Jack wants me to shave all the hair from between my legs.
Trust me, that would make it pretty obvious."

Angela was the most visibly astounded at this and immediately
said, "Do you mean all of your pubic hair?"

"Yes, every bit. When Jack says nude, he means nude - not a
single hair to hide behind."

Wide-eyed Angela said, "Mom, how could you do that? I mean,
that's like NAKED nude. That's not erotic, that's..."

"Vulgar?"

"Well, isn't it?"

"Art is in the eye of the beholder."

Steve said, "So is pornography. It's now obvious what he wants
good pictures of and what kind of poses you'll be in. That pose I
imagined now has you lying in the splits using your hands to
frame your vagina for him - that or pulling it open for him."

Dayna set steely eyes on her spouse and said, "I told you to stay
out of this with your filthy comments. You think whatever you
want, but if you voice your thoughts, you'll be thinking those
dirty thoughts while not getting any sex. Jack thinks this
project could last months. Would you like to go without for
months starting right now?"

Steve looked cowed but said, "Suppose they aren't just dirty
thoughts? I have eyes, Dayna. I know what your vagina looks like
after sex. Without hair, I'll have no trouble telling even at a
distance. When I know without a doubt that you and Jack are
having sex in our bedroom, can I voice my thoughts then?"

"Not unless you want Jack to be the only one having sex in your
bedroom. Furthermore, I had best see no dirty looks when you look
at my pussy, even if you see evidence. I don't care if sperm is
leaking out of my pussy and running down my legs. I don't want to
see you giving Jack any dirty looks, either. He will be a guest
in our home, an honored guest. He will be treated as such even if
he chooses to come out naked on our breaks. I'll let him know he
is more than welcome to do that. He already told me he likes to
do his photography in the nude."

Five kids sat stunned and open-mouthed after this startling
revelation and rebuke. Steve looked away. Dayna expected Leroy
might have something to say at this very awkward moment. She
wasn't disappointed. He only waited a few seconds before saying,
"Wow, Mom, if you're naked and he's naked, and you're both in the
bedroom taking pictures of your pussy, you're bound to do hanky
panky."

Dayna looked to Leroy, ignoring his use of the forbidden term,
and said, "Well, he is an adult male and he is sexually attracted
to me. I am an adult female and I am sexually attracted to him.
If we take our clothes off in a room with a bed, odds are, nature
will take its course with or without a camera. If that's what you
mean by hanky panky, then yes, I think we'll be doing hanky
panky. You'll probably know when we take our first break. I'll
come out naked and I won't be bashful. You can all look, but
don't touch and don't make any comments. If he's also naked, same
thing. Don't get silly. Act mature about this. Treat us as though
we have clothes on and we're just on break from a project we're
working on."

The kids were loving this as much as Steve wasn't. Dayna
addressed herself to him, saying, "Yes, Steve, when nature takes
its course, we're going to fuck, and we'll be fucking in your
marital bed. Tough shit. You can't fight nature, but you can win
points with me by being friendly with Jack. Make him feel
welcome, light his cigarettes, offer him beers, admire his cock
and balls."

With a pained face Steve said, "Ah, Dayna!"

"You don't have to get down on your knees and worship his cock
with your mouth, but let him see you frequently staring at his
crotch with envy."

"Dayna!"

"I said if you want to win points. You'll need points for pussy.
Jack is a very well-endowed man, considerably better endowed than
you are. When you see what he has hanging between his legs,
you'll be envious. All I'm asking is that you let your envy
show."

"Dayna, please no!"

"Steve, it's not just envy because of his equipment. You'll be
envious because of all the pussy he's getting without having to
wear a rubber. All through this project, you'll be wearing them.
I know you hate them. You'll wear a rubber even when you're
getting sloppy seconds. You'll wear a rubber even when my pussy
is full of Jack's sperm. Don't tell me you won't be filled with
envy. I know you, Steve. After a few days, you'll want to get
down on your knees and worship that man's cock and balls and do
it with your mouth with all of us looking on."

Steve had no response to that, nor did he look away. He looked
like he would do it. The kids sat in awe after hearing what their
mother said and seeing how their father took it. Just hearing her
use the terms fuck, pussy, cock, and balls was a mind blower. She
totally blew them away when she added, "You'll lick Jack's balls
and put his cock in your mouth to win rubber-fuck pussy points,
won't you, Steve?"

Steve hung his head while nodding. Dayna sat back smiling like a
wife with a pussy-whipped hubby and kids who thought that was
super cool. Even Connie thought that was cool. She wanted to see
her daddy kneel and suck a big dick. She wanted to see a big
dick, big balls, too, and her mother naked with a bald pussy, and
cum running out of it, with sperm on her legs, and her big
titties, nipples and all, and her bare ass, maybe even her
butthole, maybe with sperm leaking out of it, too. The other kids
were thinking the same thing. Mostly, they wanted to see their
dad suck a dick that their mother was fucking raw.

Dayna knew she was a big hit with the kids. They were all smiling
at her, proud of her, in her court - yeah Mom! Dayna looked to
her sulking, head-hung-low hubby and said, "Steve, do you have a
rubber?"

His head came up, eyebrows lifted as he said, "Yes."

"You took this very well. Would you like to use it, say for seven
minutes?"

He eagerly replied, "YES!"

Dayna stood with him, then led him down the hall and into their
bedroom. As soon as the door was closed and locked, they
embraced. Dayna excitedly whispered, "Oh, god, Steve we did it!
We actually did it! I can't believe I did it. They loved it,
Steve. Did you see that? They loved it."

Steve and Dayna moved to the bed and laid on their sides,
nose-to-nose, still whispering to foil any eaves-droppers. Steve
said, "Didn't I tell you?"

"You were so right. My heart is beating a mile a minute. I feel
like such a slut."

"An admired slut."

"I know. They love me slutty. They all want to see me naked with
a shaved pussy...with cum leaking out of it and running down my
legs. Did you see Angela? That made her so horny. And that Leroy.
Oh, what a little stinker. Did you notice how quickly he used the
term, pussy, like if Mom can say it so can I. Christ, that made
my clit tingle. God, I want to show that kid a messy cunt and
hear him tell me what a messy cunt I have."

"What they all want to see is you and Jack making the mess. They
want in this bedroom, Dayna. I told you they would."

"I can't. I'm not sure I can come out messy. Naked with a bald
pussy will be tough enough. You know how obscene my pussy looks
without hair. Can you imagine it fucked by a big dick."

"I have, Dayna, a thousand times, and so are they right now."

"I'll look like a Baboon in season even if I wipe thoroughly. I
can't even imagine coming out with a messy beaver and fuck
running down my legs. Christ!"

"But you will, and you will proudly display that fucked beaver.
You'll give those kids an obscene beaver to stare at, but they
will treat you as though you have clothes on and you're working
on a project. Mark my words."

"God, Steve, I can't let them look between my legs after a man
has fucked me. That's not obscene, that's just vulgar to the
extreme. That's gross."

"To them, that's thrilling."

"Thrilling or not, that goes way beyond slutty."

"They want to see you go way beyond slutty."

"Do you really think so?"

"I know so. Think about your lover, Jack. Would he like seeing
that?"

"He'd love it. If he saw me give those kids a big beaver, he'd be
hard as a rock."

"You like Jack hard as a rock, don't you?"

"Ummm, yes, I love making his cock hard. I can't wait to see you
sucking on his hard cock with the kids looking on. That would
make Angela finger her pussy, maybe even Connie."

"Then I'll kneel and suck, but first, you have to get that dick
hard."

"Keep talking; I'm weakening."

"You just keep thinking about that man's cock. You're a mistress,
now. You have a lover. It's all out in the open. No hiding, no
more sneaking around. Your lover is an honored guest in our home.
He gets the red carpet treatment by all of us."

"Yes, and knowing him he'll take particular interest in Angela.
Suppose she wants to lay out the red carpet for him. What then?"

"Suppose she takes pity on me and offers to redeem my pussy
points in her pussy bank. What then?"

Dayna got up on her elbow to look down on her spouse, saying,
"Would you take your pussy points to her bank?...Steve, is that
what this is all about? If it is, tell me."

Steve got up on his elbow so they'd be on the same level as he
said, "That is not what this is all about, but that could very
easily come about. We are becoming sexually open with the kids,
Dayna. We discussed this and we decided that sexual openness was
a good thing even if it led to incest."

"Yes, brother/sister incest. We never discussed father/daughter
incest."

"Or mother/son."

"Mother/son! Are you seriously thinking I'd fuck my sons?"

"They are seriously thinking about fucking you - all three. I can
see you seriously thinking about taking pity and giving them
mercy fucks, yes."

"Steve!"

"Dayna, those boys will be sharing a home with a
drop-dead-gorgeous, uninhibited slut who loves to fuck. Boys have
enough trouble not seeing their mothers as sex objects, and
that's if they have a homely mother. You're a fucking fox, Dayna.
You have big hunking hooters, a great ass, dynamite legs, and a
killer pussy they have all seen in shear slut panties. You're
killing them as it is. Do you want to torture them?"

"No, but letting them fuck me is sick and perverted - a lot more
perverted than playing PW games."

"Give the horny little mother fuckers a ride once in a while.
Would that kill you to lie under them and pretend their little
dicks feel great. Would it be so bad to share the ultimate act of
intimacy with a child who adores you, wants to get as close as
possible with you, wants to explore every inch of your body,
every nook and cranny, wants to kiss, feel, fondle, and suckle
you. Don't fuck them, make love to them. That's what they crave -
love, Dayna, love - mother/son love. I have a craving for
father/daughter love. No one will ever make love to those girls
like I will, because no one loves them as much as I do."

Dayna slowly settled to her back and stared at the ceiling. Steve
waited to see if his words took root. Her head slowly turned his
way and she cracked a smile, saying, "You're a good incest
salesman. Too bad you have such a puny dick. Angela will be
terribly disappointed, but you might impress Connie."

He smiled big and stroked his average cock, saying, "Fuck you. My
dick may be puny for a cave-cunted slut like you, but it'll put
smiles on their faces."

"Yeah, if they watch you jackoff with it and you cum in your
face. That'll make them smile. Make me smile, Steve. I know you
want to. You're not getting any pussy. This is Jack's pussy. Come
on. I'll help you get in position."

Steve got on his back and threw both legs over his head with
Dayna's assistance. His dick was now directly overhead and he was
whacking away at it with her head on the pillow beside his. Dayna
said, "Flip that minnow, Steve. Pump that little pee wee. That's
it, spank that bad little gerbil. Think about all that tight,
young pussy in this house. Don't you even think about my pussy.
My pussy is Jack's pussy. You don't get Jack's pussy unless you
suck his cock in front of your kids - suck it like a queer."

That did it. Steve peppered his face and made Dayna smile. That
always made her smile. Dayna loved watching her hubby jackoff in
his face. That was almost better than sex, but didn't hold a
candle to sex with Jack. That sex was in a league all its own -
mega sex - romping, stomping, hot monkey love sex with an
instrument that reamed and creamed.

It was that incredible instrument of Jack's that made Dayna think
about doing the impossible by bringing their PW games out in the
open. She spent years cheating on Steve to give him his thrills,
but coming out and playing the slut before the whole family as a
full-time, on-going game that was no longer a game...well, that
was a difficult thing for a basically regular woman, mother, and
wife to do. Granted, all that fucking with all those men did make
her feel more slutlike and whoreish, but deep down, she was still
a regular mom with traditional values. 

Steve had no traditional values but she still loved him dearly
even after seventeen years of marriage - thirteen of those being
pushed into the arms of other men. She fucked every friend he
ever had, every male co-worker, three bosses, his father, two
brothers, an uncle of his, the neighbors on both sides, and a
slew of nameless faces - dicks. She danced in several all nude
bars and did light hooking. She worked stag parties and pulled
trains for him. 

Two of their kids, Leroy and Connie, were bastards and Brandon
was a likely bastard. With Leroy and Connie, there was no doubt.
Leroy's father was black. Connie's father was a bright red-head.
Brandon took Dayna's blonde features, but he was a big boy, as
big as Trevor. Dayna was a bit on the small side and Steve was a
lot on the small side for a man. One would think Brandon's daddy
was a big man who fucked a blonde woman on the small side.

For the most part, the fact that Dayna cheated and bore bastards
was understood - never discussed, but understood. The PW
activities were always kept low profile. The PW game-play and the
kids were kept in two different worlds. Dayna insisted. They were
successful to a degree. They were until Jack entered the picture.
Dayna flipped over Jack and it wasn't just his cock, though as
cocks go, she never encountered one any better or bigger, even on
blacks. He swung a full twelve inches and it was a muscle cock -
thick, solid as steel, and bulging with thick veins - a cudgel.

Jack had a cock that was an exhilarating joy to fuck, but that
wasn't the main attraction. Jack was a cocky cocksman, a real
he-man, a stud, exactly the kind of man that Steve wanted for
Dayna. Jack was the kind of man that did it best for Steve. Jack
made Steve's dick look puny. Jack made Steve look puny. Jack and
Dayna were a perfect sexual match. She had a pussy that was to
other pussies what Jack's cock was to other cocks. She was all
woman; Jack was all man, and they came together like a perfect
fit of hand and glove. 

Dayna enjoyed Jack in and out of bed. They enjoyed each other's
company and liked doing non-sexual things together. They spent a
great deal of time together, because they also liked to fuck a
great deal. Hiding the relationship grew increasingly more
difficult every day. Dayna wanted to slow the pace and times away
from home but couldn't. She wanted to be with Jack: daytime,
night time, weekends, weekdays, during school, after school. The
only way to spend more time at home with her family was to bring
Jack into the home.

There was a love and affection in their relationship, not like
she and Steve had, but the attraction was more than sexual. There
was romance and there was love. They often made love and shared
I-love-yous, even on the phone with Steve listening to their love
talk. Dayna shared everything with Steve. Oddly and unexpectedly,
this didn't bother Steve or make him feel insecure. He encouraged
the love affair as well as the sexual affair. Hearing Dayna
express how much she loved Jack made his dick hard. He encouraged
them to be deeply bonded lovers who placed their relationship
first. 

This was one time Dayna didn't begrudge giving Steve want he
wanted. She didn't look a gift horse in the mouth or ask a lot of
questions, trying to understand. She understood that the love
affair made his dick hard. She quickly placed her relationship
with Jack first, the kids second, and Steve last, the way he
wanted it. The trouble was, the kids were falling way behind on
the attention meter and something had to be done.

It was Steve who came up with the solution, but then he had
always wanted their lifestyle to be lived openly - not as a game.
Dayna understood this least of all, but his lobbying effort fell
on receptive ears this time. At times, what he said made perfect
sense and when what he said didn't, she rationalized. Such was
her desire to bring Jack into her whole life.

Steve also came up with the plan - art photography, a family
meeting, survey the members, escalate the nastiness in direct
response to the level of interest. Go as far as possible to pave
the way for Jack the lover not Jack the picture taker. 

Dayna was thrilled with the results. Never in her wildest dreams
did she think Steve's plan could go as well as it did. Hell, they
went all the way to full PW in one sitting. Even Steve didn't
expect that.

After he uncurled, they laid side by side looking up at the
ceiling, each thinking about what just happened. No, not the
jacking off in the face. That was nothing. That was how Steve
masturbated. He kept a dish rag in his night stand and had
already used it and put it back. They were just lying there,
thinking about the scene at the table and how each kidresponded.

Dayna was first to break the silence, saying, "This is so unreal.
I can't believe how easy that was and I was so fucking scared
going into it and getting started."

"It didn't show. You looked in control and knew where you were
going from the start, and you weren't going to take any shit from
me."

"Yes, I did handle you well. At what point did they realize Jack
was a lover and we just wanted an excuse to fuck here?"

"I don't think you came across that way. You came across like you
had hot panties for this guy and was out to seduce him, like
you'll do anything this guy wants."

"They must know he's the guy I've been spending so much time
with. Christ, I've only slept here three nights in the past two
weeks and none this week."

"Still, you came across like you have never slept with him, but
you'd like to."

"Do they think I was out whoring around?"

"That's the impression I gave them."

"You fucker. You were supposed to be covering for me. How long
have you been giving them that impression?"

"Dayna, they're not idiots. They know you're a cheating whore.
Hell, they've known that for years."

Dayna started to take issue and make objection, but in light of
the talk, that now seemed silly. If Daddy is pussy whipped, Mommy
has to play the cheating whore. She already did that, and did it
well. She mused for a bit then said, "Oh well, that works out
okay, but this means that Jack and I can't be lovers when he
shows up. We'll have to become lovers."

"Let them watch you fall in-love, but let them think it's his
cock you're in love with."

"Why?"

"They wouldn't understand it any other way. If Jack is as
impressive as you say he is, that'll make sense. If they see that
you are romantically in-love, they would all feel threatened.
Divorce would seem likely. They must see that the family is
secure and solid through this. I'm whipped. You're getting your
freedom. You have a lover. You and your lover are making a baby,
another bastard. You've done it before; I've raised them before.
We're still rock solid and plugging along."

"I never said nothing about wanting another bastard."

"If you love the guy, offer to bear him a child that he won't be
financially responsible for. You're not on the pill, are you."

"No, we're doing the rhythm and pull-out method."

"The kids want to see you get pregnant."

"No shit."

"They want to see real cum-in-the-pussy fucking."

"They won't."

"They want to see sperm leaking out of your fuck hole, then. They
want to see that you got a real cum-in-the-pussy fucking."

Dayna began lightly toying with her pussy right after Steve
mentioned bearing a child if you love the guy. She was now
rubbing her clit as she said, "They'll see that. They'll see lots
of that. Jack cums like a fucking horse. I'll show them a good
beaver. They'll see plenty of sperm oozing out of my fuck hole,
and fuck hole is a good term for it after Jack gets through
fucking it. You've only seen my pussy hours after a fuck. Wait'll
you see it right after. Jack makes a tunnel between my legs. They
can look inside and see my cunt flooded with sperm."

"Now you're talking. Are you going to give Jack a baby?"

"Yes. I love him. I'll bear him all the little bastards he
wants."

"You love that cock and you'll bear that cock all the bastards it
wants."

"Yes, but you'll know the truth. Oh Steve, I'm
cumming...Ahhh...ughhh...yesss..."

Steve held her through her orgasm and continued after. Dayna
always took a long time to come down from a good orgasm and this
was a good one with many after shocks. When she was finally limp
in his arms, he kissed her cheek and said, "I love you, Dayna."

She smiled dreamily, looked to him, and said, "I love you,
Steve,...you nut. You're just lucky I love you deeper than I love
Jack or your runt ass would be history."

"Yeah, if it weren't for our deep love you never would have met
Jack. By now, you'd be on some low-rent street corner hustling
blowjobs at five bucks a pop."

"Your ass. I'd be married to a doctor or lawyer and going to
fancy cocktail parties to gossip with other ladies who don't do
shit except bitch about the help."

"Dream on, Dayna, dream on.  Look, we went way over seven
minutes. We can't have the kids thinking you're going easy on
me."

"No, that would never do. How do I act when we go out?"

"Our work is done. Why don't you get dolled up and go out. Set up
the photo thing and call to let us know when it's going down."

"We could do it this evening."

"Strike while the iron is hot."

"Okay, here's what we'll do. I'm going shopping for something
ultra sexy to wear. I want to be here when Jack arrives. I want
to be looking super sexy - no bra, no panties, ready to go to
work, hot to trot. Jack will bring a camera and play the part of
a horny stud with the hots for me and the balls to do this right
in front of my husband and my kids. It'll be instant animal
attraction, but I'll play off his lead. I will not fuck in front
of those kids, so forget that. I'll tell Jack how far he can go,
but we'll do something before heading off to the bedroom,
something that lets everyone know that we won't be in there
taking pictures."

"I can come up with a few things."

"No, I'll let Jack think of something. I'd like to be surprised
and he's good at that. Don't worry, Jack will come up with
something very good, something that leaves no doubt, and he won't
be in any rush to get me in that bedroom where no one can see me
writhe and moan on his cock, slobbering at the cunt like a
fucking slut."

"He really gets to you, doesn't he?"

"Yes, and no kid should ever see their mother that way. I'd let
them watch you fuck me. It would be nice having someone to talk
to while you fuck."

"It would be nice having someone to keep time."

"Not a bad idea. Someone else could hold you by your little nuts
and drag you out when your time is up."

"Give Connie that job."

"No, she'd pull easy and let you get in a few more strokes. I was
thinking Leroy. He'll get that puny dick out of me."

"Ohhhh, damn! You're cruel, Dayna."

"Yes, I'm cruel. Come on. We're going to get ourselves all worked
up again and I have to get a move on."


Steve and Dayna got off the bed and parted company. Dayna dressed
to go out shopping. Steve went to play thousand questions with
the kids. He had played that game before, but now he had a whole
new set of questions to deal with, most starting with "Why?"

Steve didn't have a lot of answers under this new scenario, but
he set up the meeting between Jack and their mother very well.
Their mom really had the hots for this guy and there was no
telling what she might do. Mostly he played dumb and accepted
their sympathy. They all felt badly for him, but they were also
quite obviously excited at the turn of events that made a
shambles of his marriage. Then again, his marriage was never
unshambled to begin with. When you're in-love with a cheating
whore, you expect shambles, you get shambles, and you sometimes
sleep on the wet spot. He always got sympathy for that, too.
Dayna would kill him if she knew how badly he covered for her.

She didn't know and left the house feeling liberated, alive, sexy
like a slut. She returned early that evening looking liberated,
alive, and dressed sexy like a slut. She wore one new outfit and
carried three. 

Dayna found the family all seated around the dining table exactly
as she had left them. She posed in her new outfit, a mere nothing
of a clingy dress - a slut slip - hooker-wear that barely covered
her ass. Her tits spilled over the top with the top edge leaving
a portion of the deep-red nipples showing. The red dress fit her
like second skin and showed her prominent pubic mound quite well,
obscenely well. Even the start of her crack and a hint of clit
showed. Even in panties, the pussy form never showed through so
well. The dress was obscene in bare legs and four-inch high
heels.

After laying her purchases aside, she did a full turn with her
arms out and said, "Well, how do I look?"

The kids all said she looked great, but Angela added, "God, Mom,
where are you going to wear that?"

"Right here. Jack is stopping by at eight. [looking to her watch]
Oh shit. I have to do something with my hair. He'll be here in
thirty minutes."

Leroy said, "You mean your pussy hair?"

"No, I already took care of that. No more hair down there."

Connie said, "I can tell. You can sure tell you're a girl."

Dayna looked to her crotch with both hands framing the
impression, saying, "Well, that's what this dress is supposed to
do. You're right. You can tell I'm a girl; then again, I think
that was the point of shaving my pussy. His pictures should have
no trouble revealing that the subject is female."

Dayna looked at Steve and said, "Now, you remember what I told
you this afternoon. You be nice to Jack, real nice. [addressing
the kids] And you kids be nice. No horsing around, no laughing
and giggling. Be mature about this or you'll sit in your rooms.
Look but don't touch. Don't make comments. Leroy, do you hear
me?"

"I hear you, but we get to see your pussy, right?"

"I said I would show everything and I will. If he fucks it, it'll
look gross. I had better not hear anyone say anything gross, or
say anything about it. Leroy, are you listening?"

"Yeah, I'm listening, but you'll make a beaver, right?"

"My legs will be sufficiently parted to afford you a view of
everything. Stare if you'd like, but no comments, and no
compliments. A fucked beaver is not sexy, pretty, or anything but
messy. If you like it, fine, if you don't, look away. Steve talk
to these kids while I finish getting ready. You seem to know what
to expect. Prepare them."

With that, Dayna made her departure. Steve didn't need to prepare
the kids. After that scene, they knew. That horny bitch wanted to
get fucked bad, and wanted to make a big impression in Jack's
slacks.

Dayna rushed to answer the door when the door bell rang. She
opened the door wide and struck a sexy pose before a large man
with a 35mm camera hanging from his eighteen-inch neck. The man
had arms as big as her thighs. On seeing Dayna, he had a smile as
wide as Texas, and he spoke with a Texas accent when he said,
"Damn, darlin, you're lookin fine - finer than newt hair."

Dayna did her slow turn, saying, "Do you like my dress?"

Stepping in and closing the door, he said, "What's not to like.
There ain't much of it, but you know, I didn't come to take
pictures of you in dress."

"I know, but I needed to wear something." Dayna stepped in close
and placed her arm around his waist, turning with him to face the
gathering clan. She said, "Jack, I'd like you to meet my family.
This is Angela, my oldest. She's sixteen, a sophomore, and almost
a straight "A" student. This is Trevor, my oldest boy. He's
fourteen. He's a freshman because he skipped a year. Brandon
doesn't look it but he just turn twelve last April. He's in the
sixth grade and a real football fan."

Jack said, "What's your favorite team, Brandon?"

"Dallas Cowboys."

"That's my boy."

Dayna went on, "This is my husband, Steve, and standing beside
him is Connie."

"Ain't you a purdy thang. Where'd you get all that red hair?"

Connie shrugged and said, "I don't know."

Dayna said, "She got it from her daddy." Looking to Leroy, Dayna
said, "He got his from his daddy, too."

Jack said, "Son, it looks like your daddy has a good tan."

Leroy said, "My daddy's a nigger."

Dayna jumped on that, saying, "Don't you ever use that term,
Leroy. Your father is an African American or black if you prefer.
I do not fuck niggers."

That got that subject out in the open. Everyone except Steve got
a good long laugh from that. Jack said to Leroy, "Your mom don't
fuck niggers but she sure fucked a black man, didn't she?"

"She sure did, and she let him cum in her pussy. She's a whore.
She lets anyone fuck her."

Dayna gave Leroy a dirty look then looked to Jack and said, "Kids
say the darndest things. What he meant was, I have on occasion
slipped off the fidelity wagon at a bad time. I do not go to bed
with just anyone."

Jack looked down to her and said, "Sweetheart, I ain't here to
judge you. I just come here to take your picture."

Dayna gave him a disappointed look, like, "Is that all you want?"
She unclung herself from his side and said, "Well, here I am. The
master bedroom is down that hall. Follow me."

She started, but he said, "Hold on. We don't need to rush. Let's
get a few out here, first. Keep the dress on for right now.
[looking around the room] Go stand by the fireplace and strike a
sexy pose. Face away from me this time."

While he readied his camera, Dayna went to the fireplace, placed
one hand on the mantel, stood with her feet wide, placed her
other hand on her jutting hip, and looked back over her shoulder
to say, "Like this?"

Jack knelt six feet behind her, focusing on a great rear leg shot
as the kids all gathered right behind him hoping to see more than
leg. The hem was just at the base of her pussy. Leroy got very
low and could see it, told everyone he could see it, then went on
to describe it in the most vulgar terms after crawling closer on
his hands and knees. He did a good job considering his limited
vocablary and restricted view of anything inside the slit.

Jack gave Leroy ample time to describe the cunt before having him
move out of the frame. He said to Dayna, "Bend lower, legs
straight, kinda bow your back. That's it."

That placed her pussy in the open, the whole thing, one sexy
pouch of pussy just hanging out between two thighs with a hint of
ass just above it, exactly as Leroy described. Jack took his time
fiddling with camera adjustments as the kids absorbed their
mother's shaved pussy with lots of moist looking pink stuff
hanging out of the slit. It all looked squished between two
inflated pillows of flesh. Just as Leroy said, Mom had lots of
pussy and lots of pink stuff in it. The girls were as intrigued
by that pussy as the boys were. Their pussies didn't look
anything like that.

Dayna kept looking back to see the kids all gawking at her pulpy
pussy. She knew they would gawk once they saw it. She was glad
Jack was doing this because she wanted them to see the before
first and then the after. At least they'd know what her pussy
looked like before it got fucked up and gross. Dayna knew she had
a large pussy but it was an attractive pussy, and absent hair
even more so. Everything between her legs was oversize but firm,
healthy, and coral pink between snow-white, satiny-soft pillows -
a nice juicy pussy. She had a strikingly visual pussy bordering
on vulgar, but the sight had all of her kids mesmerized.

Jack finally took the shot then told Dayna to go stand by the
sofa and place one foot on the armrest with hands on her hips. He
got down to shoot up her leg. The kids got down to look up her
leg. They saw more juicy pink pussy that way. 

He next had her do a toe touch with her feet a yard apart. That
put it out there and opened the lips. He took close-ups. The kids
saw close-ups. The kids saw asshole.

By now, Jack made it clear that he stopped by to get pictures of
Dayna's pussy. There was nothing artsie fartsie about this shit,
but Dayna was all too happy to accommodate him. He took a deep
interest in her pussy and she took a deeper interest in showing
it to him. It was like the kids and husband weren't even there.
She did all she could to get Jack interested enough to want to
fuck it. She looked exactly like a bitch in heat waving that
pussy in his face.

After the third pose, Jack had Dayna remove the dress. Now, the
kids saw it all, and they circled her to see it all. Mom had
great tits but Jack was only interested in her pussy from every
conceivable angle. For one pose, she held to the arm of the sofa
and pointed one leg at the ceiling. He took several angles of
that excellent beaver as kids took in that excellent beaver from
several angles. The boys kept getting their faces in the frame.

 From there, Jack took a series of lewd beavers and assisted
beavers, assisted by pulling open the lips. Dayna laid herself
wide open for him and simply ignored the kids. They were
difficult to ignore. They crowded the camera and the camera was
inches away.

Dayna assumed every pose possible for exhibiting a pussy in a
blatantly wanton manner, and most were poses she came up with.
Those poses had all three boys stroking erections. She had Angela
doing thigh squeezes and inspired Connie to send a hand inside
her panties. Angela held out for a few minutes after Connie
caved, but a series of please-fuck-my-horny-cunt poses had Angela
pushing her panties down and off. She then played with her pussy
so everyone could see. One hand held the skirt well above her
mound while the other played/showed.

Jack got a hardon from being crowded by masturbating girls with
one trying her damndest to show him pink. He took his cock out.
From that point on, he took shots of his dick and the pussy in
the frame. Dayna gave him THE look when he first brought his dick
to the hole, but he only used it to move external pussy parts
around.

Once Dayna was sure that Jack wouldn't violate their agreement,
she chased after the head of his dick, trying like hell to get
her pussy over it. She took some dick this way, but he mostly
teased her while taking shots. Trevor had all he could take and
exploded, sending sperm flying which draped his mother from her
forehead to her asshole. She scooped what landed in her slit out,
wiped that on her thigh, and asked Connie to get her a few paper
towels.

Jack recended that order. The sperm looked athestically pleasing
to him. She needed more. Brandon volunteered and stepped between
her legs. He creamed her good as well. Leroy had already had an
orgasm, but he wasn't a squirter. Jack set eyes on Steve and
said, "We need more."

Steve took Brandon's place. Jack pulled down his pants and
underwear. He was so hard he had a difficult time bending his
dick down. His load went mostly in her face and on her tits.
After this, Dayna was a fucking mess, but she felt very sexy and
masturbated with the sperm of her loved ones. She masturbated for
the lens of Jack's camera. She practically fucked the lens of
Jack's camera. She made Angela and Connie climax, and by this
time they were both showing their pussies as best they could.
Jack took pictures of their pussies, and they paused to pose
their pussies wide open, showing all the pink - the clit, the
hole, the works just like Mom did.

Angela really got into this nasty posing business. After her
orgasm, she wanted to show Jack her tits. She had a proud set of
hard C-cups with button nipples. Jack took several shots while
she posed them for him. Next, she wanted to show her ass. She
showed her ass very well. He took close-ups of her asshole. She
then took off all of her clothes and began assuming the
please-fuck-my-horny-cunt poses that so impressed her when her
mother did them. That kid wanted to fuck so badly that Jack
almost set the camera down to put her out of her misery and Dayna
was ready to ask him to. 

Jack did, indeed, find a way to let everyone know that there
would be hanky panky going on in the bedroom. For one, when they
went to the bedroom, he left his camera on the coffee table; and
two, Dayna dragged him there by the cock. The family also had
ears. They could hear hanky panky plain as day. "OH GOD, FUCK
ME!" is plain as day even at night.

They emerged naked, as promised. They took their break in the
dining room. Dayna sat. Jack stood. She sat like a cowboy and
leaned back - gross - but no one said anything. They all stared.
Connie and Angela were both naked and Angela now had a bald
pussy. The shaving gear was still on the table beside a towel
that had a pile of wet pubic hair. She looked cute - transparent,
but cute. Connie looked even cuter. She liked being naked and
loved showing her pussy.

Steve offered Jack a beer while staring enviously at his dick.
Even limp, he hung longer than Steve was hard, and that mighty
schlong was slimy wet. He fucked somebody in that bedroom. That
somebody had a white puddle at her ass. Her tunnel of love
steadily oozed fuck. Leroy was dying to say something but didn't
want to risk being sent to his room.

Angela and Connie were simply awed. They saw the dick; they saw
the pussy; they saw what the dick did to the pussy; they had
pussies; they were awed. They kept looking from the dick to the
pussy. They stayed awed. The boys were awed by the pussy and were
on their knees to look up the tunnel of love.

Steve returned with Jack's beer and he looked awed, but only by
the dick. Dayna said, "Steve, I feel like slapping your face for
telling me you had a cock. That's a cock. You get down on your
knees and suck that cock or so help me you'll never get your dick
in this pussy again. I'm serious. Get down there and suck."

Steve eased to his knees as Jack faced him with jutted loins,
casually sipping on his beer. The kids all turned to watch. Steve
took the hanging dick and fed it into his mouth and began sucking
like a nursing calf nursing on a bull. Jack just looked down and
kept drinking beer like a contented bull chewing its cud while a
misguided calf nursed. The beer he drank seemed to inflate his
dick. By the time he finished that bottle, he had a hardon that
Steve sucked and pumped. The kids gathered around and were awed.
They were further awed when Jack came in their daddy's mouth and
their daddy swallowed all of it and kept on sucking and milking
that big schlong of a dick.

Steve was in PW heaven but Jack was down for the count and had to
go to work in the morning. He and Dayna made-out passionately at
the door for over ten minutes with the family gathered around
them. Before letting him go, Dayna dropped to her knees, freed
his cock and balls, then planted fawning licks and kisses all
over them, ending in a pleasant suck. After Jack left, Steve sent
the kids to bed and took Dayna to the bedroom. The bed was a
wreck, a fucking mess, but Steve flopped on it and rolled around
in the wet stuff. Dayna joined him but avoided the wet stuff.

They finally came together, nose to nose, smiling. Dayna said,
"Was it good?"

"Oh, Dayna, you have no idea how long I have waited for this
day."

"Jack likes you. He understands you. He loves this shit. He
especially loves being sucked off by you. Count on doing a lot of
that."

"Great. He is fantastic, Dayna. He is perfect, the best, the
ultimate."

"I think I'm ready to let the kids see us fuck. I came close to
fucking him at the door."

"You're killing me, Dayna."

"I want to kill you. I want to kill you with pleasure. I love
you, Steve. You're a nut, but your my nut."

"Honey, just be the best slut you can be for Jack."

"I plan to be, and I told him I wanted to bear him a bastard.
Tonight was a pullout night. He was so thrilled. He fucked me so
good. He'll be moving in. We're going to put you in Trevor's
room. We'll get bunk beds. You and Trevor can work out who gets
top or bottom, but when it comes to pussy, you get in line with
the rest of the boys. You'll be treated no better or worse. In
our home, you are just another boy, except that you are the
blowjob boy. You'll make love to me when it's your turn, but
you'll suck off Jack whenever he feels like getting a blow job.
You'll suck off the other boys, too. He says a blow job a day
keeps the doctor away. He's a health nut."

Steve groaned and shot of fountain of sperm that arched high and
landed mostly in his face. That man's face was like a sperm
magnet, but that was one happy man, and I use the term loosely.
He'd like it that way.

                                           The End
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