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Cosens 62kb (Mg, pedo, con, Inter, Oral)


My wife Karen and I are both in our early thirties. We
       have been married twelve years and have two pretty and precocious 
daughters,

       aged 10 and 8. They are both perky, loaded with energy and curious
in nature,
       especially concerning sex. About two months ago I happened to 
accidentally

       catch my wife's younger brother Bill fondling our 10-year-old. He had
Jenny,
       our 10-year-old, atop his lap and was most definitely caressing her
bottom
       and pubic area in a most lascivious manner, his one hand holding 
pretty

       Jenny about the waist while his other searched hungrily under short
plaid
       school skirt for her private parts. I was frozen in place watching
the intriguing
       scene from the doorway to our family room and neither of them saw me
spying
       on them. Bill, who is 25 by the way, is a nice looking guy and by is
Jenny's
       favorite uncle. Joann, our 8-year-old, is also quite fond of her 
Uncle
Bill.
       Anyway, I was about to finally enter the family room and say 
something
to
       Bill about his unusual behavior with Jenny - although looking back
on it
       now I'm honestly not sure just what I would have said considering the
circumstances.
       It never came to be though because just as I was set to enter the 
room,

       my obviously horny brother-in-law titled his face close to Jenny's
and in
       total shock I saw my oldest daughter open her sweet little mouth and
press
       it to her Uncle's. The two of them kissed open-mouthed, their tongues
darting
       back and forth in and out one another's mouth as Bill continued to
feel
       up Jenny's cute ass and panty-covered pee hole while I watched on 
shaky

       knees, almost hypnotized by the incestuous scene. My cock, which is
rather
       large, got hard and that so embarrassed me that I felt I should then
and
       there withdraw from the door opening, and I did. I told my wife about
it
       later that night, as she was brushing her long, silky, beautiful 
chestnut-colored

       hair right before bedtime. She shrugged it off as not meaning much,
telling
       me that her brother was probably just teaching Jenny to be a good 
kisser

       or perhaps he was just showing his affection for her, she added 
indifferently.</P>
  I felt pretty sure back then that my horny brother-in-law
       was no doubt carrying on in the same sexy fashion with little Joann
too,
       although I had no actual proof at the time. It was just a gut 
instinct
on
       my part, back then. Bill is single, works as a produce manager at a
local
       supermarket out here in town, and sometimes stays overnight at our
house.
       When he stays over, my wife has no qualms about letting him sleep 
with
one
       of the girls, sometimes both of them, since we have no guestroom. The
girls
       share a room and have twin beds. He usually will stay over on a 
weekend

       night, and I have more than once peeked into the girls' room early
in the
       morning and found the three of them nestled cozily together, with 
Bill
in
       the middle, all sound asleep.</p>
   It was shortly after I saw Bill feeling up and French
       kissing Jenny that my wife told me about the costume party that her
boss
       was having in a few weeks. She was excited about being invited and
very
       insistent that we should attend. I went along with it, seeing no 
reason

       not to.</p>
  What will we dress as? I asked my attractive
       spouse.</p>
     Well, she beamed,I've given some thought
       to that, honey. Remember that movie - the funny one - we saw last 
year
where
       the guy and his wife both dressed as hookers in order to get past the
cops
       and on the plane they had to catch?</p>
  I recalled the film. It was kind of hilarious. This guy
       and his wife were being sought after by the police and the police had
the
       airport staked out, so they dressed as hookers, latched onto two 
older
gentlemen
       and boarded their flight, easily eluding police capture.</p>
Now, wait a minute, Karen,I told my wife,
       &quot;do you mean you want us to both dress up as female 
hookers?&quot;</p>
   Uh-huh,&quot; she smiled sexily. It'll be
       fun, Dennis. Don't be a spoil sport.
    After a lot of give and take, and much coaxing and some
       pouting on Karen's part, I reluctantly agreed to do as she wanted,
but I
       felt very uneasy and uncomfortable with it.</p>
     Karen went out and bought the necessary female attire
       for us to wear to the party. She then had me shave off all of my body
hair.
       I am a very fair-haired Nordic blond anyway, so that wasn't too 
difficult,

       although I did feel rather foolish with no hair under my arms on my
legs
       or chest any longer. She instructed me to be sure to keep it that way
until
       the day of the party, and I did.</p>
    She spent almost two hours an evening, up until the party
       night, teaching me to walk like a slut in my new high heels and 
taught
me
       also how to sensually sway my hips as I did so. Our two daughters 
watched

       my training with attentive eagerness and also lots of giggling.</p>
    The final two days before the party Karen had me wear
       panties under my business suit, along with a garterbelt, black silk
stockings
       and garters. She said I need to get the feel of wearing these items
so I
       would feel &quot;comfy&quot; in them at the party. Surprisingly, in
spite
       of my embarrassment at having my wife, my two cute precious daughters
and
       my young brother-in-law see me in panties, a garterbelt, stockings
and garters
       (they all wanted to check me out in my female undergarments that 
first
day
       I wore them to work, so my wife made me strip down to them upon 
arrival

       home from my office). I felt rather sexy and confessed to Karen later
that
       night that I'd had several involuntary hard-ons at work that day in
my new
       silky panties. She thought that was &quot;good,&quot; she told me and
let
       it go at that. But once we got ready for bed she said, &quot;Dennis,
leave
       on your panties, honey! I want you to eat me tonight and want you to
wear
       them while you do.
    I nodded meekly, agreeing to what she told me. She had
       three tremendous orgasms as I licked her lust chestnut-colored mound
obediently,
       my poor cock straining in my new tight panties. After I'd finished
licking
       her to her third climax, she had me remove my panties, then she 
stuffed

       them in my mouth and told me to sleep like that.</p>
   Can't...can't I even jerk off, Karen I inquired
       in a pleading voice just before she stuffed the silky garment into
my mouth.</p>
    No, Dennis, you cannot,she informed me. Now
       go to sleep. We have a ig day ahead tomorrow.
     <p align="justify"> I finally fell asleep, horny as the devil, the 
silky
panties
       lodged snugly in my mouth, with my lovely wife fast in slumberland
beside
       me.</p>
   The next morning Karen allowed me to jerk off but I had
       to do so in front of her, which I'd never done before, so that was
rather
       awkward and highly embarrassing for me. I then showered, dressed for
work,
       and of course once more donned the panties, silk stockings, 
garterbelt
and
       garters beneath my ultra conservative business suit. I had a very 
important

       meeting that I had to attend at work but was able to leave by noon.
Karen
       also left work early and the afternoon was spent with my wife 
applying
make-up
       to my face, and finally putting the long, blond wig onto my head, 
combing

       and adjusting it properly. She then had me dress completely in the
slutty
       outfit I'd be wearing to the costume party the following evening. 
</p>
    I was, after a half an hour or so, finally attired in
       full feminine garb, complete with facial make-up and flowing blond
wig.
       I was wearing a red frilly garterbelt, red garters, red silk panties,
black
       silk fishnet stockings, red very high heeled patent leather pumps on
which
       I could now walk like a true lady slut, a red French silk uplift bra
with
       front snaps, stuffed with foam rubber padding in order to give me 
tits,

       a very sexy white peasant blouse, and a very, very brief and 
extremely
tight
       black leather mini-skirt. I was truly amazed at the sight of my new
image
       in our bedroom full-length mirror. What a transformation! I had to
admit
       I looked very much like a woman, and a slutty one at that! Even Karen
grinned
       when she looked me over.</p>
You look divine, Dennis,she told me proudly.
       &quot;Very slutty and sexy too. Maybe I should start calling you 
'Denise'

       from now on, hm She added with a smile.</p>
    She then led me downstairs to show off the new feminized
       me to our two daughters. They had both just arrived home from school.
Much
       to my dislike, my brother-in-law Bill was there also, seated on the
sofa,
       his long arms around Joann and Jenny, one on each side of him.</p>
    He whistled and laughed loudly upon seeing me in full-blown
       drag. The girls iggled wildly.</p>
  Wow, Daddy,&quot; Joann piped up, &quot;You look
       almost as pretty as Mommy.</p>
    Yeah, Daddy,&quot; Jenny chimed in,You look
       way hot! I'll bet all the guys at that party will be hitting on 
you!&quot;</p>
    I felt quite foolish, yet strangely thrilled, by my &quot;dress
       rehearsal,&quot; staged and directed by my gorgeous wife, as I 
paraded
and
       swished about in front of our daughters and my macho brother-in-law
in my
       female attire. Karen had, these past several days, taught me how to
correctly
       sway and move my hips while walking, and of course how to move 
properly

       in women's heels. I caught on quickly too, she had complimented me.
She
       also gave me diction coaching and I was surprised at how much I could
fluctuate
       my voice to make it actually sound feminine and soft. She had me 
demonstrate

       all of this in front of Jenny, Joann and Bill, much to my 
embarrassment

       and awkwardness. The three of them seemed to enjoy the show that my
sweet
       wife was making me put on for their amusement. All three of them made
humiliating
       remarks as Karen made me walk about the room.</p>Karen had me stop
directly in front of where
       my grinning brother-in-law was seated on our sofa, both his athletic
arms
       about Jenny and Joann, one around each waist of our daughters.</p>
   Okay, Sweetie,&quot; Karen beamed. Time to
       show everyone your cute, frilly underthings.&quot;</p>Oh, no,&quot;
I gasped. &quot;I...I can't do that,
       Karen. Not in front of your brother and the girls.&quot;</p>
   Oh, yes, you can,&quot; she said firmly. &quot;Raise
       your skirt, Dear. Show everyone your lovely, slutty 
underwear.&quot;</p>
  ;Please, Karen,&quot; I begged. Please don't
       make me do this.</p>
I was actually begging her in my new female voice, which
       had Bill and the girls laughing giddily.</p>
C'mon, Dear,&quot; she said, her voice now even
       more demanding. Get that skirt raised now!
  I knew it was no use to argue or protest further, so I
       reluctantly began to raise the hem of my very short mini-skirt, my
head
       lowered in total shame, until it was about my waist. I had to wiggle
my
       hips a lot because the skirt was so damn tight. I just stood there,
my face
       beet red in shame, as my panties, garters, and garterbelt came into
the
       view of my young daughters and my wife's brother.</p>
   No one spoke for a moment, but I could feel everyone's
       eyes on my crotch area. I hung my head even lower in disgrace. All
at once,
       and I honestly do not know why, my cock began to get erect. Just like
that;
       it grew and soon reached its full 9 inches. It poked its way out of
the
       web of my panties, causing me still more shame and awkward 
embarrassment.</p>
    Well, well, well,&quot; my wife said.What
       have we here?
     She looked closely now, as did Bill and the girls, at
       my hard prick sticking out boldly from the web of my panties.</p>
   It looks like this slut likes being shown to people
       in his slutty undies, desn't it?She addressed her question to her
       brother and our daughters. They laughed.</p>
   The Karen scolded me for having a hard-on. Well,
       Slut,she chided me. You have no business having a hard-on!
       A slut bitch like you does not get a hard-on! Not unless I tell you
to!&quot;</p>
  I didn't know how to reply, so I remained mute. My face
       got redder though, but my cock stayed stiff.</p>
   Jenny,&quot; Karen called out. &quot;Get me a ruler.
       Hurry!
Jenny broke away from the grip of her Uncle Bill and bounced
       from the sofa. She was back in a few seconds later with a wooden 12

       ruler from her school box. She handed it to her mother. I thought 
perhaps

       my wife was going to measure my hard cock, though I had no idea why
she
       would, but such was not her intent at all. Instead she smacked my 
blood-engorged

       prick with the wooden device, causing me to shriek loudly in pain.
It also
       caused my cock to deflate instantly! The girls and Bill howled with
laughter
       at my agony.</p>
  Now, no more hard-ons, you twerp, understand
       she said in a most commanding voice, still clutching the ruler.</p>
    I nodded meekly up and down with my head.</p>
   Turn around,&quot; she barked. &quot;Show us all
       your cute ass, Slut.
Bend over a bit,&quot; she told me and I readily
       complied, not wishing to possibly be struck again with the ruler.</p>
    This slut has a really cute ass,&quot; she piped.
       Don't you think so, brother dear?
  He sure does,&quot; Bill replied. &quot;Looksust
       like a woman's too from this angle, he added.</p>
   ;I can tell that you like his ass too, Bill
       she laughed. I can see that bulge in your blue jeans, you 
know.&quot;</p>
   Her brother laughed slightly.</p>
Yeah, it's pretty damn nice, he admitted,
     and seeing him like that, all dressed in ladies wear, Sis, did give
       me this boner, I have to admit.
   Hmmph,she said thoughtfully, &quot;I wonder
       what we should do about it.
   A few seconds went by, with me still turned around, still
       slightly bent over, then Karen made me turn around again.</p>
    Get on your knees, twerp, she told me. You're
       going to suck Bill's cock for him.
   I said in sheer disbelief, You...you
       can't mean that, honey...I can't do that...especially not here...not
in
       front of the girls!
     Oh, yes, you can, slut!&quot; my wife told me. You've
       sucked cock before and Bill has a really beautiful one, so get on 
your
knees.
       Now
    What Karen said was true. I had sucked cock previously
       and made the mistake of telling her about it shortly after our 
marriage.

       IT had happened only once, back when I was in the Naval Reserve and
on a
       two-week training ordeal. I had lost a bet to my then Navy roommate
and
       the wager was that the loser had to do anything the winner wanted for
one
       full week. Well, my roommate won, needless to say, and what he wanted
was
       for me to suck his huge prick every night for a solid week straight,
and
       I did. By the time the week was over he said I had turned into a very
excellent
       cocksucker. I don't know what made me tell Karen about that, but I
did,
       years ago, and now I was regretting it. She had obviously told her
brother
       about it too because he didn't inquire about it at all.</p>
  I got down on my knees before my wife's handsome, masculine
       brother and awaited further instructions.</p>Get your Uncle's cock
out,&quot; I heard her tell
       the girls.</p>
   I watched in disbelief as both Joann and Jenny tugged
       down the zipper of their Uncle's jeans and extracted the largest cock
I
       had ever seen. My own was nine inches but Bill's was a good two 
inches
longer
       and very thick as well, much thicker than my own.</p> Jenny and Joann
then began to tug down Bill's jeans. He
       wasn't wearing any shorts. He raised up a bit so that the girls could
get
       his jeans to the floor, his huge hard-on standing out proudly from
between
       his parted legs, big heavy sperm-filled balls just below his 
beautiful
cock.
       Karen was right. His cock was indeed beautiful and quickly brought
back
       memories of my ex-naval roommate whose fabulous tasty cock I had 
sucked

       off so many years ago.</p>
     As my two sweet daughters together held the base of Bill's
       hard shaft, I knew now for certain that my suspicions of Bill having
engaged
       in some sort of sex acts with Jenny and Joann were obviously factual,
and
       I now felt also that he was no doubt doing something sexual too with
my
       wife - his own sister - or else how would my wife know her brother's
prick
      as she had just told me a few minutes ago it was.</p>
Suck it, Dennis,&quot; Bill told me in a horny,
       husky voice. Suck my big cock. You want to, don't you?&quot;</p>I 
looked
up at him. He was grinning slyly. Before I could
       answer I felt my wife's hand pushing my head down to his huge cock.
I opened
       my mouth, closed my eyes, and began to vigorously suck his very 
powerful

       prick.</p>
  Ohh...goddamn, that's good,&quot; my brother-in-law
       cried out..what a cocksucker you are, Dennis,&quot; he moaned.</p>
Call him 'Denise' from now on, Bill,&quot; I heard
       my wife say from behind me as she held my head down on her brother's
hot
       fuck tool. &quot;You too, girls. From now on your daddy will be 
called
'Denise&quot;
       by you too. Is that clear to you, girls?
   As I sucked Bill's wonderful cock with gusto now I heard
       both my sweet young daughters say, Yes, Mommy.&quot;</p>
     I played with Bill's bloated balls now as I sucked him
       off. My two girls and my wife urged me on with lusty profanity.</p>
  Suck him good, Denise,&quot; my wife ordered me.</p>
   Yeah, Denise,&quot; Jenny chimed in.Suck
       Uncle Bill's nice cock, you slut.
   I want to see Uncle Bill shoot his white stuff into
       your mouth, Denise, you dirty whore, Joann added.</p>
  I sucked even more vigorously.</p>
  I massaged my wife's brother's onion-sized balls as I sucked
       away at his mammoth prick. The thoughts of what was happening raced
through
       my now blurry mind. Here I was, a grown man, married, the father of
two
       beautiful pre-teen daughters, a solid provider, and I was dressed in
women's
       clothing. Worst if all, I was currently down on my knees sucking on
the
       cock of my brother-in-law, while my two daughters held it at its 
base,
and
       called me obscene names, urging me to suck their handsome uncle's 
throbbing

       dick. And I was loving it!</P>
   My wife held on firmly to the back of my head, pushing
    tic shaft of her brother. I could barely breath
       as my nose now plunged into Bills' pubic hairs. Yet, I continued to
suck
       greedily, and with no remorse, on his splendid shaft.
     Keep sucking, twerp. Karen commanded, as if
       I had an alternative! &quot;And you better swallow every drop of his
juice
       too when he cums.
Yeah, suck him, daddy .. oops, I mean Denise,
       I heard Joann exclaim. &quot;I can't wait to see if you can swallow
all
       of Uncle Bill's goo.
   Is daddy sucking you better than I do? Jenny
       inquired as I gasped for air with little success.</p>
  Well, it's a toss up, I think, &quot; Bill told
       her. You're pretty good, little girl, but your scum bag father is,

       too! Damn, that's the way, fuckface.<br>
       Oh, yeah, fuck ... I think I'm goin' to blow, girls! ... Hold on to
my cock!&quot;</p>
    I felt Karen push down even harder now on my head and
       felt Bill's<br>
       oversized balls begin to contract, and I knew he was going to explode
any
       second now, and I was right. With urgency, he began filling my mouth
with
       the slimy liquid from his bloated balls.</p>
   Ohhhhhh, shit!Bill shouted. &quot;Oh, fuck,
       yeah ... suck it, bitch boy! Eat my fuck juice! Get it all, you 
he-slut

       cock sucker...aghhhh!
   I don't know just how I managed to keep from passing out
       but I did. I also managed somehow to get every drop of his sperm down
my
       throat, just as Karen had demanded I do, without causing an 
overflow.</p>
When Bill finally extracted his saliva coated cock from
       my mouth, I panted and gasped for air in desperation.</p>
  When at last I got my breathing under control once more,
       I looked up from between my brother-in-law's legs and saw both my 
lovely

       daughters staring at me in fascination.</p>You swallowed all of Uncle
Bill's cum,  Joann
       said in a voice that had mild implications of some form of bizarre
respect
       in its tone. &quot;WE can't even do THAT yet.&quot;</p>
   I can!&quot; her sister challenged.</p>
   No, you can't either!&quot; Joann retaliated.</p>
Well, I can swallow more of it than YOU can,
       came Jenny's hurried rebuttal.</pOkay, that's enough, girls,&quot;
Karen clamored,
       causing a close to the argument. It's time to let your pathetic 
excuse

       for a father spill his worthless seed. He did a god job of sucking
off your
       uncle so I have decided that as his reward for that he be allowed now
to
       get some relief.Both girls stared at their mother unknowingly and 
waited

       for her to go on.</p>
  Joann, you come over here. You too, Jenny.&quot;
       my wife spoke out.<br>
       &quot;Denise, you stay right like you are, on your knees, but turn
in my
       direction.
   I did as she ordered.</p>
    Now, Jenny, take off your panties and stuff them
       in your cock loving father's mouth. You too, Joann,&quot; their 
mother
instructed.</p>
   Both girls rapidly peeled free of their cute little undies
       and wasted no time pushing the cunt and ass scented cotton garments
into
       my wide opened mouth. I inhaled the fragrance of their worn panties
and
       my cock grew even harder. The girls giggled cruelly as they looked
down
       at me, my mouth now securely gagged with their lovely underwear.</p>
    My brother-in-law's eyes were fixed on me too, as he relaxed
       on our sofa. I could clearly see the wide smirk on his face. His 
spent
cock
       was draped between his legs and a trickle of his recently spent sperm
had
       dripped on to the cushion. </p>
Karen had Joann hold an empty glass near the head of my
       throbbing tool and made Jenny jerk me off. Jenny pumped my prick 
ferociously,

       and in no time I found myself filling half the glass with my spunk,
crying
       out wildly as I ejaculated.</p>
   Now, drink it, twerp.&quot; my wife demanded. </p>
Joann removed the panties from my mouth and actually force
       fed me the contents, which I devoured like a demented pig.</p>
   Everyone laughed, Bill the loudest, as my sweet young
       daughter fed her cock sucking cross dressing father his own 
cum.</p>Mom,
can we whip him now? Jenny asked.</p>
   Well, ....&quot; my wife murmured. &quot;I don't
       know about that.
   Please, Mom?&quot; Jenny begged. &quot;It'll be
       fun. Please?
   Well, I suppose so. Sure, why not?&quot;, my wife
       gave in.Go get that old razor strap that you grandpa left in the
       shed.&quot;</p>
   Jenny trotted off to retrieve the strap and her sister
       followed along.</p>
    Please, Karen&quot;. I pleaded. &quot;Don't let
       this happen. Things have gone far enough, don't you think,.
    No, I do NOT think they've gone far enough, dear,&quot;
       came her swift retort. &quot;A good sound whipping from the girls 
should

       prove to be of benefit to you.
Of BENEFIT?&quot; I exclaimed. &quot;How can the
       girls beating my ass with a razor strap be of benefit to ME?</p>
    I'm not sure yet, &quot; she came back. But
       I feel it CAN. It will at least keep you in your place. Don't you 
agree,

       Bill? she inquired of her brother.</p>
    Sounds good to me, &quot; he remarked, the wide
       grin growing even wider now in anticipation of my upcoming onslaught.
&quot;A
       wimpy dick sucker like your hubby, sis, can always use a good 
whipping.&quot;</p>
    The girls returned with the old razor strap that my father-in-law
       had left there where he used to own the house we now lived in. He 
once
told
       me that he used to use it on young boys and girls in the 
neighborhood,<br>
       whose parents had, for some ungodly reasoning, let HIM take charge
of their
       children's disciplinary needs.</p>
   Okay, girls, he's all yours, my wife announced.
      Do him up good.
   Yeah, &quot; Bill jumped in, &quot;whip the piss
       out of him, kids. Don't show him any mercy just because he's your 
daddy.&quot;

       Then he laughed boisterously.</p>
    Get on your hands and knees, shit head, my
       oldest daughter said in a gruff tone.</p>
     Then she began flogging my exposed bared ass with vicious
       blows, while her younger sister got down and tugged on my now overly
sensitive
       balls.</p>
    Sqeeze his balls harder, sweet stuff, I heard
       Bill call out to my daughter. &quot;It's no fun if you don't hurt 
him.&quot;</p>
    She followed his suggestion and squeezed even more painfully
       on my nut sac. I screamed out in anguish!</p>
    Now, you've got it, honey!&quot; Bill commented.
       &quot;Keep doing it. Make the panty wearing he-slut wail!&quot;</p>
    And wail I did. Between my eldest daughter whacking my
       shaking ass with the strap and her little sister tugging viciously
on my
       balls, I was in a state of pain that I'd never previously 
experienced.
My
       wife headed out of the room, but returned a moment later with two 
cold
bottles
       of our imported beer, one of which she handed to her brother.</p>
Owwwwww .... eeeee, .. oooooohhhhhh, no .. no more
       .. please ..&quot; I whimpered, actual tears now streaming down my
face
       as my daughter lashed me with the strap, over and over, while her 
sister

       pulled on my nuts until I thought sure she would soon rip them from
their
       proper place.</p>
  I received 15 harsh blow in all from my beautiful daughter
       before my wife made her stop. The hold on my balls was also 
halted.</p>
  Your ass is nice and red, &quot; Karen informed
       me. &quot;You may even have a few welts, and I can see at least two
cuts.
       How do you feel, twerp?
  Ohhhhhh .. ahhhhh, &quot; I just groaned. Everyone
       laughed.</p>
    When can we whip him again, Mom?&quot; my strap
       wielding daughter inquired. &quot;That was neat!
    Well, not for a while, honey, &quot; she informed
       her. &quot;Your father is going to have to rest up a bit before you
can
       punish him again. But we may just make this a weekly occurrence Would
you
       girls like that?
   Oh, yeah!they both cried out in unison. </p>
  Cool, &quot; Jenny added.</p>
  Later that evening, after being permitted the luxury of
       a hot bath, my<br>
       wife made me eat her pussy for almost a full hour in our bed. There
was
       quite an ample dose of cum in and around her gorgeous snatch, so I
knew
       that her brother had fucked her while I laid soaking in my bath 
water.</p>
   Karen, what the hell is going on?&quot; I asked
       her, after I had finished lapping her cum soaked cunt.</p>
What do you mean?&quot; she responded coyly, as
       if having no idea what I was referring to.</p>You know what I mean.
I mean what just happened
       here tonight.&quot;</p>
    Oh, THAT&quot;, she cooed. &quot;Well, dear one,
       I guess the darker side of me has finally come out. I don't know how
else
       to explain. It's always been here inside me, I suppose, and tonight
it just
       came out. I think seeing you in drag, looking like a slut, was the
key that
       unlocked my dark side. It just turned me on tremendously.
    Dark side? What do you mean by dark side?&quot;</p>Well, you know ...
I think years ago when I used
       to watch Dad whip and torture all those kids in the neighborhood 
started

       it. I mean, I used to hide where no one could see me, Dennis, and 
watch

       as Daddy whipped and abused them. Most of the time the children's 
parents

       were present too, and even as young as I was then, I could tell that
most
       of the parents were stimulated by what my father did to their kids.
It aroused
       me too, and I used to masturbate afterwards, even though at that age
I didn't
       really know it was masturbation. I would just crawl in my bed, under
the
       covers, and play with my pussy until I got tired, thinking of how 
exciting

       it had been to see all those kids naked, most of them trembling with
fear
       and crying their eyes out, as my father put the strap to their sexy
little
       bodies while their moms and dads looked on with approval and an 
obvious

       state of arousal.
   Did .. did your dad ever .. have sex with them?
       I asked anxiously, now picturing the lustful scene my wife had just
described.</p>
   ;Sometimes,&quot; Karen replied. &quot;Well, actually,
       MOST of the time. He'd get pretty worked up whipping and torturing
those
       children, especially the really younger ones, and so once their 
punishment

       was over, he often took out his cock and made the child suck it. I
can vividly
       recall him even fucking four or five of them. And right in full view
of
       their parents, too.
  And .. and the parents did nothing to stop him?
       I inquired in astonishment.</p>
   Oh, no,&quot; came her quick response. &quot;It
       was part of his rules. You see, Dennis, if the parents wanted their
kids
       disciplined by Daddy, they had to agree up front to him using them
sexually,
       too.
   Damn, that's incredible!&quot; I commented. I was
       delighted that my winsome wife was calling me by my male name once
again.
       Think about what Karen had just revealed to me was really not all 
that
surprising
       to me,once I thought about it clearly. Knowing her father, as I did,
I could
       believe him doing what she'd related.</p>
  Then another thought crossed my mind. Well, TWO actually.</p>
  ;Did .. did he ever have sex with YOU, Karen?&quot;
       I wanted to know.</p>
   She hesitated for just a moment, then replied.</p>
    Yes, she admitted. &quot;Daddy took my virginity
       when I was 6. He continued sexing me until I was 12. He doesn't much
care
       for girls once they get in their teens,she added with a sigh. 
&quot;But

       he never whipped or tortured me.</p>
  Well, that was nice of him, &quot; I replied sarcastically.</p>
  Oh, come on, Dennis, don't be like that,
       my wife said. I didn't mind him doing it to me, and he does have a

       very nice cock.
    Is .. is he fucking Jenny and Joann, too?
       I wanted to know.</p>
   Uh-huh,she replied casually. &quot;He loves
       doing the girls, dear.
      I exclaimed. &quot;And how
       long has THIS been going on.
    Well, let's see,&quot; my wife went on.He
       popped Joann's cherry when she was 5 and then got Jenny about a year
later,
       Don't be upset, Dennis. The girls love having sex with him, 
especially
together.
       You should see how cute they both look when one of them is sitting
on Dad's
       face while the other sucks away on his huge cock. It's really quite
a sexy

Damn, I sputtered. &quot;Where have I been?
       I had no idea any of this was going on. I guess I spend too fucking
much
       time on the road trying to support all of you.
    And you do an excellent job of it too, dear,
       my wife complimented me. &quot;You're not upset about all this, are
you?&quot;</p>
    Well, I don't know, &quot; I grumbled, the picture
       in my mind of my two daughters with my horny father-in-law, one 
sitting

       on his face and the other sucking on his cock, had caused my dick to
become
       semi-hard, and I felt ashamed. Yet, there was no denying I was turned
on
       by it. &quot; I figured your brother was diddling the girls. I've 
suspected

       THAT for some time now. And I of course knew he was screwing YOU, 
which

       I don't object to, by the way. I know how much you crave sex, and I'm
gone
       so much of the time on business, that I don't mind Bill doing you.
But your
       FATHER? I never even gave a thought about HIM.
   Well, I'm just pleased that this is all out in the
       open now, Dennis,&quot; my wife said. I think it will make things
       a lot better from now on for everyone.
   What do you mean by that?&quot; I wondered.</p>
What I mean, dear heart, is that now that you know
       what is gong on, you can join in, and we can all have a wonderful 
time,&quot;

       Karen told me.</p>
   Does that mean I can fuck Joann and Jenny too?&quot;
       I asked, hopefully. My cock becoming fully erect now at that thought
of
       THAT.</p>
    Of course, dear. And you can watch Dad do them too,
       if you like. You might want to suck his cock yourself. I'm sure he'd
let
       you, especially when I tell him what a terrific job you did tonight
on Bill's
       prick
  Now, wait a minute, Karen,&quot; I interjected.
       &quot;That was a one time thing. I mean, it was, wasn't it?&quot;</p>
  dear, &quot; she said, now in a more dominant
       tone of voice. &quot;I'm afraid it wasn't. I really liked what 
happened

       tonight , and I know the girls and Bill did, too. So, I see no reason
why
       it shouldn't continue. And I feel it would be even more exciting to
include
       Dad and Mom in it also
    Your MOTHER? I barked. &quot;Don't tell me
       SHE is involved, too?!
   Karen laughed. &quot;Yes, she certainly is, &quot; she
       confessed. &quot;She hasn't done anything ever as yet with the girls,
but
       she WANTS to. She used to clean me up with her mouth when I was a 
small

       girl and Dad was doing me. She would lap away at my cunt both before
and
       after Daddy put it in me. I know she would like to do the same to 
Joann

       and Jenny. She loves eating pussy, and also enjoys watching Dad do
our daughters.
    Holy shit! I proclaimed, and my cock got even
       harder. much to my shame and bewilderment.</p>Listen, Dennis, my 
shapely
wife went on,
      don't try to tell me you didn't enjoy being all dressed up tonight
       as a woman. And don't try to tell me you didn't enjoy sucking Bill's
beautiful
       cock and eating his rich cum.
    Well .....,&quot; I pondered, trying to come up
       with a believable denial, but failing. </p>
     Ah-ha,  my wife grinned. See? You DID
       like it, and I'm delighted that you did, babe. I did too, and so did
Bill
       and the girls, like I've already told you.
   But I didn't like the damn ass whipping or the tugging
       on my balls, I said quickly and candidly.</p>
    Of course you didn't,my wife spoke.You'r
       not supposed to. But WE all liked it, and it made US happy, so you
should
       consider OUR feelings, don't you agree?
    Well, sure, &quot; I expounded hesitantly.But
       it hurt like hell, Karen, I complained.</p>
     I know that, dear, but it is supposed to. There'd
       be no fun in it for the girls or myself, or even Bill, if it DIDN'T
hurt,
       true?
    I -- I suppose not, I said feebly. But
       -- but are you really going to let them do that to me every week?
   Yes, dear, I am, &quot; she notified me. &quot;You
       will just have to grin and bear it, okay?&quot;</p>
    guess so, I replied in total defeat. I
       don't seem to have a choice, do I?
No, you do not,&quot; she affirmed. &quot;And I'm
       glad that matter is settled. Now, I want to mention a couple of other
things
       too. First off, I really do feel it would be best from now on, 
Dennis,
if
       you wore panties. I don't want you to ever again wear MEN'S 
underwear.
I
       am going to go out tomorrow, in fact, and buy you some very sexy 
panties,

       and a few other ladies garments. Next, from now on, consider yourself
a
       slave and a maid in this household. That means you will take orders
from
       myself, the girls, Bill, and anyone else I tell you to, and you will
obey
       those orders without question or hesitation. If not, you'll be 
swiftly
punished.
       It's as simple at that, dear. Now, tomorrow night, when we go to the
costume
       party, we will both be dressed as sluts. There is a certain very 
handsome

       black man that will be there, and I know he wants to fuck me. YOU are
going
       to prepare my cunt for him with a thorough pre-fuck lapping, and then
you
       will get down and lick and kiss his balls while he fucks me. After
we finish,
       you will suck up as much of his cum from me as is possible, and you
will
       not embarrass me by whining or protesting. If you do, I will let the
girls
       tie you up and whip you until you can't walk. Is this understood
  Yes,  I emitted with bated breath. My poor
       cock was aching now, much to my shame and utter confusion.</p>
    Good, &quot; my wife replied. I'm also going
       to call Dad tomorrow and tell him you want to suck his cock in front
of
       all of us as soon as possible. You do want to suck dad's cock, don't
you,
       twerp?
   I declared, very faintheartedly. I took
       note that she was back to calling me &quot;twerp&quot; once 
again.</p>
I thought so, &quot; she replied with a big smile
       on her gorgeous face.And I'm delighted that you do. Oh, before I
       forget, no more &quot;Dennis. You will be known as &quot;Densie
       from here on. I think that name suits you too, don't you agree, 
Denise?
   Yes, &quot; I moaned. My cock now as rigid as a
       board and leaking pre-cum. Will .. will I still be able to fuck Joann

       and Jenny, like you said I could earlier?
     <Yes, &quot; she said.But you will have to
       eat them out and suck up your cum from their little pussies every 
time
I
       let you fuck them, understood?&quot;</p>
    Yes, I understand,  I sighed. My cock throbbing
       madly beneath the covers.</p>
    I know you have a hard-on,  my wife confided.
      Stand up and jerk off for me now and cum in my panties. They are on

       the floor.
     < I picked up Karen's panties with trembling fingers. I
       held them in one hand and jerked off wildly with the other, thinking
about
       sucking the cum from my two daughters little cunts as I masturbated.
In
       seconds I was shooting off my load of cum into the silky garment. 
</p>
     My wife then made me hand her the cum drenched panties
       and had me open my mouth wide. She stuffed them in and then told me,
&quot;I
       want you to sleep with them in your mouth all night, twerp, and dream
about
       how good that black man will fuck me tomorrow night while you lick
his balls.
       And bear in mind too that he will probably very soon be fucking both
little<br>
       Jenny and Joann.
  I awoke about 8 the following morning, the soiled panties
       still very much intact in my mouth. I looked over at Karen's side of
the
       bed and found it empty. I was about to dislodged her worn panties 
from
my
       mouth when she walked in to our bedroom. She had apparently been in
the
       master bathroom.</P>
    ;Good morning,she said. You may remove
       my panties from your mouth, twerp. Then, I want you to put another
pair
       on, which I'll give you in a minute, and get downstairs and prepare
us all
       breakfast. The girls are up<br>
       and watching cartoons in their room. Bill is in there with 
them.&quot;</p>id
. did he sleep with them?&quot;, I inquired,
       right after I had taken the panties from my mouth.</p>
    Of course,&quot; my wife informed me with a smirking
       grin. &quot;And, yes, he fucked them both, too. He just told me about
it.&quot;</p>
   I groaned, and my cock got hard picturing my horny brother-in-law
       fucking my two little girls.</p>
    Can I fuck them now, Karen?, I asked, almost
       in a begging voice. My cock is stiff right now, and I would sure like

       to make use of it. Maybe I could just fuck Joann, okay?
Not right now, Denise,&quot; she replied, calling
       me by new feminine name. They are both a bit sore, I would imagine,

       after being fucked silly by their uncle half the night. Besides, you
need
       to get breakfast made. I'm<br>
       starving, and I am sure so are Bill and the girls.&quot;</p>
  I groaned again, then got out of bed, my rigid cock aching
       badly for relief, and headed for the bathroom.</p>
   I'm leaving the panties I want you to wear, twerp,
       on the bed,I heard my wife call out to me as I brushed my teeth.
       &quot;Get in them, and then get downstairs. You can fix us all french
toast
       and eggs. And hurry.
  Fifteen minutes later, clad in still another pair of my
       wife's skimpy<br>
       bikini style panties and a frilly apron, I was standing over the 
stove,

       while my wife, brother-in-law and daughters sat around our kitchen
table
       hungrily awaiting their french toast and eggs.</p>
    Jenny and Joann were attired only in cute pink cotton
       panties and blue Disney styled T-shirts, while Bill and Karen were
both
       totally nude except for house slippers. All four of them took 
advantage

       of my new lowly status by making crude comments as I cooked their 
breakfast.

       They spoke of me as if I wasn'there.</p>
   When can we whip Daddy again? Joann asked
       her mother.</p>
    It's Denise, not Daddy,&quot; my wife corrected
       her.</p>
    Oops, sorry, Mom, I forgot,&quot; Joann replied.
       &quot;Well, anyway, when can we whip him again?
   Maybe tomorrow, sweetie,&quot; my wife informed
       her. &quot;He has a lot to do today. We have a party to attend 
tonight,

       so he is going to be quite busy shaving all that silly hair off his
body,
       bathing, getting make-up on, and so forth.
  ;Uncle Bill says Denise should be our slaves from
       now on, and do everything we tell him to, or get his ass 
kicked,&quot;
Jenny
       piped up.</p>
     I have no problem with that, &quot; my wife said
       swiftly. &quot;He will be your slaves, and he will have to obey you
or else.&quot;</p>
   Or else what?&quot;, Joann wanted to know.</p>
   Or else both you girls can punish him,Karen
       informed her.</pDoes that mean we can whip him, Mom?&quot;, Jenny
       said excitedly.</p>
  Yes, of course,&quot; Karen told her. &quot;And
       you can do lots of other things to him, too.
   Like what, Mom?, Jenny inquired.</p>
   Whatever you feel like, I suppose, Karen said.</p>
Can I shove a cucumber up his ass?, Jenny
       giggled. Then so did Joann, Bill and my wife.</p>
   f you like, honey,  her mom agreed.</p>
   Cool, Jenny uttered.</p>Denise looks cute in panties, Mom,Joann remarked.

       I think he should have to wear girl's stuff all the time from now
       on.&quot;</p>
He's going to,&quot; my wife stated firmly.</p>Just then I felt a small hand
reach between my legs and
       grab hold of my balls in a most painful fashion. </p>
   &quot;Ouch!&quot;, I cried out, turning slightly to see
       who had assaulted me.<br>
       It was Jenny. She simply smiled defiantly at me, then squeezed again
on
       my poor nut sac. The sheer, flimsy cloth of the panties did nothing
to protect
       me.</p>
  I want my eggs over easy, not scrambled, fuck head,&quot;
       Jenny told me, as she let go of my balls now.</p>Yes, honey. Of 
course,&quot;
I replied meekly, still
       grimacing from the pain she had just caused me. Everyone laughed at
my discomfort
       and<br>
       humiliation.</p>
  What a fucking wimp.&quot; I heard Bill chuckle.
       &quot;I love it! Your hubby is going to make a great slave and a 
fabulous

       servant, sis.
   I think you're right, my dear brother, &quot; my
       wife chimed.</p>
   The sooner you get the ass hole totally feminized,
       the better, I think,Bill commented. &quot;I love the way Jenny and

       Joann are already abusing him. It's a real turn on seeing two 
pre-teen
girls
       use their own father as their slave and maid. I got a hard-on seeing
Jenny
       torture his worthless balls like she did
  Mmm, that was nice, wasn't it?&quot; my wife sighed.
       &quot;I think we will all be having loads of fun from now on, now 
that
my
       wimpy hubby has found his place. I served everyone breakfast, then
ate mine on the counter,
       near the stove. Just as I finished my last bite of french toast, I
felt
       two hands on either side of my waist. It was Bill, and he was tugging
my
       panties down. He got them as far as my knees, then clutched my ass
cheeks
       with both his strong hands.</p>
  I've been staring at your ass, pussy boy, &quot;
       he whispered huskily in my left ear, &quot;while I was eating. Your
ass
       is almost as pretty as my sister's.<br>
       I need to fuck it.
   I didn't reply with any words. I merely nodded submissively,
       and stood there motionlessly as my brother-in-law went on groping my
ass
       very sensually. My cock rose and pressed up against the kitchen 
cabinet

       as Bill now bent me slightly downward. He called out for my wife to
fetch
       him some petroleum jelly, and she dashed off to comply with his 
request.</p>
  A minute later Karen was greasing my ass hole and her
       brother's cock head with the slick substance, then seconds after that
I
       felt the hot, lubed up head of his dick pry against my rear hole.</p>
   My face was pushed down flat against the counter top now
       as Bill invaded me. I let out with a yelp, but that didn't stop him.
Karen
       was somehow holding my ass cheeks widely apart while her brother 
slammed

       deep up into my rectum full force, causing me to scream loudly almost
lose
       my balance.</p>
  Bill began to fuck me with brutal thrusts, showing no
       concern whatsoever for my well being. He locked hands to my hips and
pumped
       furiously, his heavy balls banging against my exposed ass cheeks 
violently.</p>
     Fuck him, Bill!&quot;, my wife urged him. &quot;Fuck
       the wimpy bastard's ass as hard as you can!
Ahhhhhhhhh ... Ohhhhhhh, God, it hurts! Ohhhhhhh..,
       I wailed, as my brother-in-law picked up the pace nw, fucking me even
faster
       and deeper. &quot;Ohhhhhhhhhh, no .. NO, noooo... I begged to no 
avail.</p>
     <p align="justify"> &quot;Fuck him good, Uncle Bill,&quot; I heard 
little

       Jenny plead. Make him scream some more. I like when he screams, 
&quot;

       she added with a giggle.</p>
    Yeah, make him scream again, Uncle Bill, &quot;
    Hurt him. Hurt him a lot,&quot; she added cruelly.</p>
     <p align="justify"> Jenny and Joann now reached around my parted legs
and
       started to tug on my cock and balls, forcing me to cry out in agony
once
       more.</p>
    Owwww! Oh, shit! Karen, make them stop! PLEASE?!,&quot;
       I begged of my wife. But she did nothing to put a halt to the cock
and ball
       torture little Jenny and Joann were doling out to me. One was 
severely
compressing
       my balls while the other was twisting my cock unbearably.</p>
    Jerk him off, girls. my wife ordered of our
       daughters.Make him cum now! Your uncle is going to shoot his fuck
       juice up inside him, and I want him cumming at the same time.
     Both girls took hold of my good sized tool now, pulling
       on it roughly, as Bill continued to hammer away at my rear tunnel.
He shot
       off up my tortured ass hole, and as the initial burst of his sperm
made
       its way deep inside me, I began to also ejaculate. My cum flew all
over
       the cabinet doors, some of it landing on the floor, and some of it
coated
       Jenny's and Joann's small hands. They did not appreciate that at 
all!</p>
  You got your goo all over my hands!&quot;, Joann
       screeched angrily, as she punched me in the balls with her little 
fist.</p>
Yeah, mine too, you fucking creep!,&quot; Jenny
       complained, as she took hold of my sore prick and twisted it 
agonizingly.</pOwwwwwwww!&quot;,
I yelled loudly, as my sexy young
       daughters plied suffering torment upon me.</p>
   They finally released their torturous holds on me, and
       I sighed with the welcome relief, just as Bill was finished dousing
my anus
       with his seed.<br>
       Both girls wiped the spent cum from my dick on my belly area.</p>
  I gasped and let out a long sigh as my brother-in-law
       at last withdrew his now deflated cock from my savagely fucked ass
hole.</p>
    I was standing there on spastic legs when my wife instructed
       me to get upstairs and bathe and shave. I hobbled off, ashamed and
defeated,
       to do as she had demanded.</p>
  You've got gooey stuff coming out your ass hole,
       Denise, my oldest daughter cried out to me with a laugh as I headed

       up the staircase</p>

       Some ten hours later I was ready for the party, as was my gorgeous
wife.
       I kept looking at myself in the mirror, not believing what I saw 
there.

       I was convinced that I was every bit as feminine and pretty as Karen
was.
       But of course I wouldn't say what I felt aloud. Karen had seen fit
to outfit
       me in a black wrap around mini-skirt, which was extra short. If it
wasn't
       for the web of the wispy red satin panties I was wearing beneath that
shirt,
       I felt certain that my cock and balls would be hanging lower than the
hem
       of my mini-skirt. I had a red peasant style blouse on, and beneath
it Karen
       had me clad in a french cut red bra, complete with falsies tucked in
the
       cups. I also had on a red satin garter belt, red garters, and black
fish
       net thigh high stockings. My shoes were patent leather red, and I was
hopin walk in them like Karen had shown me earlier.</p>
     <p align="justify"> I had on a shoulder length jet black wig and my 
face
was
       made up in a most alluring, yet quite provocative manner. I looked
every
       bit the slut as we headed out the door, arm in arm, to the costume
party
       at precisely eight o'clock that evening.</p>
  We caused quite a stir upon our arrival. Karen was dressed
       in a similar manner to myself, with the exception that her very short
skirt
       was orange, and her blouse was a sort of rust color. When she 
introduced

       me as her husband to the people there, many of whom were wearing 
masks
across
       their eyes, I received lots of disgracing and debauching remarks. 
Almost
immediately, after the introductions were made,
       I was referred to as &quot;bitch-boy, pussy-boy,
       and cunt'. Several of the men there chuckled and cackled at my 
appearance,

       and more than one man, much to my shock, groped my ass while Karen
and I
       stood there in the center of the main room sipping champagne from 
high
stem
       glasses.</p>
   The guests were dressed in a varied assortment of costumes,
       ranging from Paul Revere to Scarlett O'Hara. We weren't there fifteen
minutes
       when a very handsome and tall black man, dressed as a sixteenth 
century

       count, whisked Karen away to the dance floor in the other room. She
didn't
       bother to introduce me, but I felt sure he was the black man she had
told
       me about.</p>
  I was standing there alone, sipping my champagne, watching
       my wife being ever so nicely felt up and smothered with french kisses
by
       her black dancing partner, when a man attired in a Batman costume,
approached
       me.</p>
   Would you care to dance?,&quot; he asked me softly.</p>
  ;I -- I'm not really a woman,&quot; I told him in
       an embarrassed voice.</p>
;I know, &quot; he smiled. &quot;You're Karen's husband.
       But I'd still like to dance with you. I think you look stunning. 
You're

       not going to turn old Batman down, are you?
    ;I - I don't know what to say,&quot; I murmured awkwardly.
       &quot;I've never danced with anther man before. It might prove 
cumbersome.&quot;</p>
     <p align="justify"> &quot;Don't worry about it,&quot; he told me 
assuredly,

       taking my hand now and leading me to the semi-crowded dance area. 
&quot;I'll

       lead. You just follow, okay?
     <p align="justify"> I nodded reluctantly, but allowed him to lead me
out on
       to the hardwood floor in the next room. A six piece band, dressed as
pirates,
       was playing a slow number.</p>
   Your name's Denise, isn't it? Batman asked
       me, taking me in his strong arms now and pulling me close to him.</p>
    Yes, I whispered. It used to be Dennis,
       but my wife changed it. She changed a lot more, too.
    I can see that,&quot; he said, smiling brightly.
       &quot;And I hope you won't mind me telling you, Denise, that I like
the
       changes she's obviously made.
     With that, he pulled me still closer to him. Our groins
       were touching now and I could feel his hard-on pressing against me.
My own
       cock began to enlarge in my panties.</p>
  You've got a hard-on, Batman, &quot; I told him
       as he kissed my ear lobe.</p>
    So do you, bitch-boy, &quot; he retaliated, letting
       his tongue now swirl about in my ear. I sighed and moaned softly. The
palms
       of his hands found my ass, and he gripped it tightly with both hands
as
       we continued to dance.</p>
  I want you to suck my cock, Denise,&quot; he breathed
       hoarsely in my ear just as the song ended. &quot;Let's head out to
the back
       porch.
     He took hold of my hand and led me to the rear portion
       of the capacious house. We passed right by Karen and the black stud,
but
       neither noticed me. They were too busy swapping saliva to see 
anything
at
       all.</p>
  Once we got to the back porch area, Batman wasted no time
       freeing a very hard and very thick prick from the confines of his 
garment.

       He told me his name was Ned, just after he placed both hands on my
shoulders
       and pushed me down on to my knees before him. I took hold of his 
mammoth

       dick with both my hands and caressed it affectionately.</p>
    Suck it, Denise, he commanded, with a heavier
       breathing pattern now, as I stroked his beautiful tool for him.Suck

       my cock!
    I gazed up at him and nodded agreeably, then took the
       hot shaft into my eager mouth and began sucking it lavishly. Ned 
groaned

   orked my tongue around the head of his weapon.</p>
     <p align="justify"> About half way through the blow job, we were joined
by
       another man. I could see from the corner of my left eye that the man
was
       wearing the costume of Superman, cape and all.</p>
    Ah, getting the old pipe polished, huh?&quot;, Superma
       said to Batman as he strolled up alongside Ned.Who's the bitch?
  Hello, Fred,Ned grunted, pushing still more
       of his long cock meat inside my already stuffed mouth. &quot;This is
Denise,
       Karen's husband
Husband?! Are you shittin' me?!&quot;, Fred, a.k.a.
       Superman, asked with an astounded tone. &quot;That's a dude down 
there
blowing

   Yeah,&quot; Ned confirmed for him, breathing har  The slut sucks better
than my wife too, believe it or not.
  No shit?Fred responded.Damn, I'm
       next, okay? I could use a good polish job on the old joint. That's
for sure.
Fine by me,&quot; Ned said. Then, he gave out with
       a low grunt, farted loudly, then shot a sticky load of his sperm down
my
       throat. I gulped frantically as he filled my waiting mouth with his
hot
       jizz. He placed both<br>
       hands to the back of my wig and held me steady as he sent his fuck
juice
       cascading down my throat in heavy torrents.</p>
  Ahhhh, fuck, that was good!&quot;, Ned sighed when
       the last of his dosage was in my belly.Suck Fred off now, Denise.
       Show him what a great cock sucker you are.
   I took Fred's prick in my hands and massaged it for him,
       planting soft kisses on the head of it. Fred moaned and whined as I
did
       this. Then, I took it in my mouth and began sucking it luxuriously
for him.
     </p>
     <pOh, man, you weren't fucking kidding, Ned!
       Fred stammered.This son-of-a-bitch can suck cock like a 
champ!&quot;</p>
    The compliment made me feel good, and I sucked him with
       even more vivacity, cupping his swaying balls in my hands now and 
caressing

       them with care and tenderness as I blew him. It didn't take long for
Fred
       to reach his climax.</p>
  Ohhhhhhh, shit, here it cums...!, Fred announced
       with a shriek. &quot;Get it all, you mother-fucking queer! Get every
drop,
       you cock loving bitch slut. Then he blew his load down my throat.
       I managed to consume it all, and when he pulled out of my mouth and
wiped
       his spent prick on my face, I licked his nuts afterwards in 
appreciation

       of his having treated me like the worthless slut-boy cock sucker I
now was.</p>
    I've got to piss,Ned said bluntly.Too
       far to go inside. Open your mouth, Denise. I'm going to use you as
my toilet.
       You don't mind, baby doll, do you?
  I didn't answer. I simply opened my mouth like he wanted
       me to and waited for him to release his golden fluid down my throat.
I was
       able to swallow most of it. Fred looked on at the golden shower I was
receiving
       with sheer awe.</p>
Me too!&quot;, he grinned, once Ned was done pissing
       in my mouth. </p>
In held Fred's limp cock and aimed it for him. I devoured
       it all, and he moaned anew as he smeared his piss stained cock head
across
       my lips upon completion of the degrading act.</p>Ned pulled out a 
chic
cigarette case and placed a smoke
       in his mouth.<br>
       He offered one to Fred, who accepted, and then to me, which I 
declined.

       Ned helped me to my feet, and the three of us stood there, against
the railing,
       enjoying the warm breeze of the night. Ned informed me that he wanted
to
       take me home with him once the party was over.</p>I want you to meet
my wife, he said, exhaling
       some smoke. &quot;She didn't come to the party. She seldom does. 
Anyway,

       she loves transvestites, Denise. Loves having her pussy eaten by them
while
       I fuck their asses. She's Oriental, and has a truly tasty snatch. You
do
       eat pussy, bitch-boy, don't you?Yes, I told him demurely.</p>
    Good, &quot; Ned said, tossing his cigarette butt
       carelessly over the rail, &quot;then it's settled. You'll stay at my
home
       tonight, and I'll give your cute ass a good fucking while you eat out
my
       wife's hot yellow cunt
  Let's go back inside,Fred suggested. &quot;I
       need another drink.
    The three of us headed indoors, and no sooner were we
       inside then we were met with the sounds of cheering, clapping and 
whistling.

       It was<br>
       coming from the large room next to the dance area. We headed there
hurriedly.
       I stopped flat in my tracks when I saw what was going on. A group of
masqueraded
       people were gathered around a felt covered pool table. These were the
whistlers,
       cheerers and clappers we had heard when we came back in to the house.
On
       top of the pool table, flat on her back, and stark naked, was my 
lovely

       wife Karen. The black stud she had been dancing with earlier, was on
top
       of her, and he too was totally nude. Her legs were wrapped snuggly
around
       his broad back, and her soft arms were entwined around his dark neck,
and
       he was fucking her wildly and expertly.
   Hey, Karen, your husband's here!&quot;, one of the
t.
   My wife worked her head around the shoulder of her new
       black lover and spotted me
  Denise,she panted passionately. Get
       over here! Lick my lover's balls while he fucks me, twerp. 
Hurry!&quot;</p>
    Ned and Fred pushed me forward, and the small crowd cheered
       more boisterously now as I approached the pool table. Two other men
took
       hold of me and one of them pushed my face down to the black stud's
balls.</p>
  Lick him!&quot;, the man shouted out. &quot;Lick
       your wife's black lover's balls, pussy-boy!&quot; The group let out
with
       a lascivious cheer and still more whistling, as I was held in tow by
the
       two men and forced to lick and kiss my wife's lover's nuts while he
pumped
       her pussy with fierce power. His mammoth balls reeked of cunt juice
and
       sweat, and I licked both clean for him while he pounded his superior
black
       cock in and out of Karen's extremely wet snatch.</p>
  , a voice called out.</p>
  Yeah, do it. Lick Rex's ass,&quot; still another
       voice, this one female, cried out lustfully. More whistles and 
cheering

       followed

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