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BIZZARRE JOURNEY (Mf,cons, extreme-pedo)

by Edoctordan

Gail Jennings knew the rumors about her father-in-law were true as she
checked
her eight-year-old daughter's lap for the hundredth time in a hundred
miles and
saw that his meaty hand was still on her bare leg and still making
microscopic
advances toward her crotch. He now had several inches of the hem bunched
and was
closer to pussy than knee, and he had started at the knee.
Nonetheless, she let another mile slip by without saying anything. Each
time she
drew an imaginary line, her absolute limit, she wound up having to
redraw it
because she couldn't tell exactly when he crossed it; and besides, her
limit
kept changing.
Tammy didn't seem to mind having a creeping hand on her leg. Had she
shown any
sign of distress, Gail might have been able to keep a set limit. For a
precocious little mink that liked wearing short dresses into playgrounds
because
she liked showing her panties accidentally on purpose, this new game of
touchy
feely was a big thrill. She snuggled right up next to her grandpa at the
first
touch on the knee.
Gail cursed herself for not insisting that Tammy wear jeans for the long
trip,
cursed herself for not making Tammy ride in the back seat, cursed
herself for
being such a jellyfish around her husband's powerful father, and cursed
herself
for accepting his offer to drive them to the audition that would keep
them on
the road for two days there and two more days back. With the three days of
tryouts and auditions scheduled, that would mean an entire week with a
man she
knew in her heart was a child molester, and one that was not inhibited
be the
child's mother. He was proving that, and the trip had just gotten started.
It wasn't like no one warned her. After word got around their small
community,
she received no less than seven phone calls, mostly from her husband's
side of
the family, people who should know, warning her about his problem, his
reputation, and most had personal experience to relate. Sarah, who also
married
into the Jennings line, had a thirteen-year-old daughter recently bear
him a
bastard. Her parting words still rang in Gail's ear: "If you take Tammy
on this
trip with him, don't you come crying to any of us, and don't you dare
report him
to authorities. If anything happens to Big Daddy, you'll bear all the
blame. If
you go, you're going with your eyes open. We can only assume you want to
watch."
Gail tried to take her mind off the warnings and the progress he was
making,
knowing damn well she probably wouldn't say anything until it was clear
he was
touching her genitals. At the rate he was going, that would happen in
another
seventy or eighty miles.
Gail sat there and tried to analyze her motives for accepting his
generous offer
when she knew at the time what his true motives were. A big factor was
that he
offered to pay all expenses and he could afford to travel in style. On
the other
hand, he'd be arranging the accommodations, and she could see him
renting a room
with one big bed, expecting them all to share that one bed on the
pretext of not
wasting money. They were family, after all, and thrift was a cardinal
virtue
with him. Still, she accepted, and she wondered why.
She looked over again and saw that he'd made much more progress than she
expected. At this rate, in another ten miles, he'd be touching her
panties with
his pinky. No doubt, this will thrill Tammy. For a boy to see her
panties was a
big deal, a grown man touching them would probably seem like the
ultimate. She
thought, "Wait till he reaches inside, if you want to experience the
ultimate."
And that surprising thought triggered a long forgotten memory. That very
experience happened to her, but when, and with whom. She stared blankly
out the
side window at grazing livestock, thinking.
And then it came to her, slowly, a familiar scene fading into view. It
was a bus
she was on. Yes, and she sat at a window. A man sat beside her in the empty
seat, the big rear seat in back though the bus was almost empty He
smiled; she
smiled back. He said she was pretty and asked where her mommy was.
"Where was Mommy, anyway?"
Oh, she was going to see Mommy. Mommy was at Grandma's. Daddy put her on
the
bus. And then the details came flooding back. She was seven, maybe eight,
traveling between divorced parents on her own. It was an express bus
with no
change overs and only two-hundred miles to travel. She made the trip
dozens of
times, but only once with a child molester, and he had to work fast.
He loved her sexy legs. No one ever said her legs were sexy--cute,
pretty, nice,
but not sexy. She liked having sexy legs. He said they looked soft as
silk and
wanted to know if she shaved her legs. That made her giggle--"No, silly."
He wanted to touch them. She said, okay. He touched them all over, both
of them,
even under the dress, lifting each leg straight up in the air to do so.
He felt
clear down to her totally exposed panties and said that part was softest
of all.
He actually said, "This part next to your pussy is the softest and the
sexiest."
He said a dirty word, and that made her giggle. Grownups never said that
word to
little girls. He asked if she had any hair on her pussy. She said no. He
didn't
believe her so she hooked her finger in the leg hole and pulled the
panties away
from her pussy and proved it.
No grown man ever saw her pussy or wanted to, but he liked it a lot and
told her
she had the best looking pussy he ever saw, and the softest, too, and she
watched him feel it all over even inside the crack.
He offered her two dollars to buy her panties. Two whole dollars for old
panties. She sold them, and he took them off. He pushed her dress up and
played
with her pussy.
He got a finger inside and it felt great when he moved it around, in and
out,
and her little pussy got real slippery, and then he pushed in too far
and it
hurt. He said he was sorry and gave it a kiss. She giggled. He made the
hurt go
away after he put his tongue in the hole. When he sucked on her clitty,
wow, her
pussy never felt better.
After all that, he could get his finger to go all the way in to his
palm, and
that was incredible. She watched his finger go all the way in and come
all the
way out. She watched that a lot and it began to feel fantastic having
something
big go all the way in and all the way out.
He said that since he got to see hers, she could see his, and then he
got out
his wiener, and it was hard and twice as big as his finger, and he said
that it
would fit inside her pussy all the way, too. She didn't believe him and
they
wound up fucking all the way to Kokomo.
Gail almost cried out, "Damn, I lost my cherry at the age of seven on a
fucking
bus and forgot about it. Jesus Christ!"
But she hadn't forgotten about it. Subconsciously, she remembered quite
well.
That childhood experience with a child molester on a trip obviously set
well
with her. She did a lot more fucking when she got home. She'd fuck at
the drop
of a Tinker Toy. She fucked every boy in the second grade, taught
fucking, and
was working on the bigger boys with bigger dicks when she got caught and
her
elementary fucking career came to a grinding halt. "Well, I'll be damned."
The awareness had Gail rethinking her attitudes about child molesters. They
weren't all bad or mean. She'd known that fact but wasn't aware that she
knew.
Some, like her father-in-law, Arnold, were sweet old huggy bears and not
bad
looking. Some were smooth and seductive and gave a girl only what she
wanted,
and only when she was ready for it. Some could give a girl the sexual
experience
of a lifetime with no negative effects. Arnold, now touching her daughter's
panties with her entire left leg exposed, was just like her bus mate
only more
handsome.
An absurd idea slowly took root in Gail's aroused mind. If she were to
go along
and never interfere, she could give her daughter the experience of a
lifetime.
What real harm would there be, even if they went all the way, even if he
fucked
her all week. None. She couldn't get pregnant. He had to be clean. She
loved
anything nasty, had a fascination with the nasty things adults did, and
loved
her grandpa.
Gail now realized her true motive for going along and ignoring warnings.
She
actually did want to watch.
And another idea crossed Gail's mind. If she were a good mommy for a child
molester, she'd win big points with her father-in-law after returning to
Ridgemont. Agreeing to the trip already made her his number one
daughter-in-law
and he had five. Remaining silent during his foreplay, allowing him to
get as
far as he did, had already placed her way out in front of the pack. He'd
already
promised to give Donny a decent raise, and she took that to be a reward
for not
saying anything when his hand first drifted under the hem.
Gail made her decision, and now, she didn't want to miss a thing. She
turned on
the seat and leaned back against the door. The motion caught Arnold's
eye and he
looked over. He saw her looking at his hand, now with the pinky resting
lightly
over the groove of Tammy's sex.
Gail knew he was looking for a sign, but she went out of her way not to
reveal
her feelings, just looking. Tammy was also looking into her crotch, but she
looked over a few times, expecting her Mommy to spoil everything, giving
a
pleading look.
They rode in silence this way. Arnold had to be anxious as hell, but
Gail wasn't
looking to see. A few miles down the road, he said, "Gail, I've been
thinking
hard about Donny's career. I think he's ready for sales. That's where
the big
money is, and I can give him a ripe territory, easy pickings. He could
be in six
figures very quickly, but he'd be on the road a great deal."
Gail said, "I think he'd do good in sales, and he loves to travel. If we
get
lonely, we can always come and stay with you, can't we?"
Gail could feel the relief as he said, "Of course you can, and stay as
long as
you'd like. You and Marge can shop till you drop. Tammy and I can have
lots of
fun together. There's horses and the pool, lots of toys; we'll get a
trampoline.
[looking to Tammy] You'd like staying at Grandpa's wouldn't you,
sweetheart?"
"Yeah, can we move in!"
"You could if you want, but you can certainly visit all you want."
"Can we, Mom, can we?"

Gail waited until Arnold caught her eye, then looked to Tammy's crotch
and said,
"I don't see any reason why not."
Gail then raised her eyes to his and smiled warmly, a sultry smile that so
encouraged him, he slid his hand over the crotch, fully cupping her pussy,
giving a gentle squeeze while looking over to see how Gail took that,
just to
make sure he'd read her right and still couldn't see any reason why not.
Gail stared at several pussy squeezes before looking up to give him another
sultry smile. Tammy didn't know what to make of this, looking from her
crotch to
her mother to her grandfather and back before accepting the unusual
situation
without questioning the whys. She drew her feet up to make her crotch
wider and
simply enjoyed having her pussy massaged with her mommy looking on.
Arnold didn't want to probe for the whys either. He wasn't about to look
a gift
twat in the mouth, satisfied that his offer to move Donny into sales
made the
difference, granting him a license to feel, at least. It was a good start,
something to build on.
He had Gail in a good mood and wanted to keep her there at all costs. He
had all
week to move her in gradual stages to the place that he wanted her, and
he now
thought he had a decent chance of getting her to look the other way even
when
they all occupied the same bed. Though it was still a long shot, he
could now
see her lying silently in a rocking bed. He was also seeing a side of
his sexy
daughter-in-law he'd never seen before, the side that was up her skirt.
Gail, always dressed modestly and always the perfect lady, now sat on
the car
seat like a horny teenager on a hot date with a sexy stud, showing most
of her
inner thighs. Her knee-length skirt had ridden high up her legs when she
turned
and slumped in her seat. With her left leg cocked and the knee touching
the back
of the seat, she gave an exhibition of dynamite legs, and from Tammy's eye
level, slumped low in the seat, she probably saw panties. Tammy kept
looking
over and down at her mother's crotch.

Gail knew Tammy could see panties, and knew Arnold almost could, but she
didn't
care, knowing they'd be intimately acquainted before the day was out.
Her brazen
display was turning up the heat, and she wanted the heat turned up.
Mostly, she
wanted to see if Arnold had any interest in adult women. She'd never
cheated on
Donny in ten years of marriage, but she was now in the mood to cheat and
had a
week to be bad, if not with Arnold then with some lucky stud in LA. With
what
Arnold planned to do, he could hardly point an accusing finger or tell.
Tammy
would get a kick out of her mommy being a bad girl. She might tell her
little
friends, but wouldn't tell her daddy.
Arnold could see that Gail was aroused and knew she was trying to
interest him
in her legs. He showed interest and was, in fact, very interested,
always had
been. Off all the women his sons brought home, none turned him on like
Gail did.
He'd wanted to fuck her sexy ass from the first intro, twelve years ago
when she
was just a junior in high school and looked the spitting image of the
Mormon
singer, Marie Osmond. For the longest time, everyone called her Marie
and Don
became Donny by associating with a Mormon girl that looked like Marie
Osmond
with tits. The Marie didn't stick, but the Donny did.
He'd made several plays for her back then, and one rather desperate one
after
she married Donny. He got nowhere with her and tried to put her out of
his mind.
He never had reason to think she fooled around. He did now.
Arnold was now stroking firmly in the slit over Tammy's panties, rubbing
her
clit, overtly rubbing, checking on Gail as he did. He decided the time
was right
to go for the brass ring. He slid his hand up Tammy's lower belly,
pushing the
skirt above the panties. He then insinuated all fingers under the waist
band and
slid the hand down the front of her panties, then on down between her legs.
Tammy was breathing hard, looking from her mom to her crotch and back,
but Gail
showed no distress and merely watched him fondle her daughter's naked pussy
under panties.
Arnold was now confident and exceedingly turned on, feeling the most
delightful
little girl cunt he'd ever felt, a juicy little girl cunt, the youngest
ever,
and with the mother watching, a huge turn on. Finger fucking appeared to
be okay
by Gail, so Arnold sought the hole and began slipping his fuck finger in
and out
in exaggerated motion. Her tight little hole needed the workout, and
Gail needed
to see a good finger fuck to hint at his ultimate objective--to replace his
finger with his cock.
Hinting at his ultimate objective soon had Tammy in a daze with her head
back,
panting, content to just sit there and let whatever happened, happen,
putting
her mother out of her mind, because worrying about her stopping it was
spoiling
her fun, and she was beginning to think she was worrying for nothing.
Mommy was
horny and looked happy.
Gail watched the hand bobbing under the tightly-stretched panties, now
with a
ripped waistband. It looked like she had a small animal in her panties
and was
getting screwed by it, slow, then fast, then slow.
Gail knew he was hinting at his desire and intent to fuck Tammy, and by
showing
her keen interest, hinted to him that she wanted to watch her daughter get
fucked. The look on her daughter's face said she loved being fucked by a
small
horny animal and she loved her silent Mommy who had recently explained
what fuck
meant.
Gail felt her juices wetting her crotch and the strong vaginal burn
build to
near intolerable levels. She could feel the warmth of her flush and
wanted to
rip her own panties off and soothe the vaginal ache. She knew there
would come a
time when she could masturbate openly, in the nude, but now was not the
time.
She wanted the first time to be in a room, in a big bed, while watching
them
fuck. At the rate they were going, she wouldn't have long to wait.
Though it was
only two in the afternoon, he'd soon be looking for a motel.
Gail remembered the birds and bees talk she had with Tammy, a talk that
started
when Tammy came home from the playground and wanted to know what fuck
was. Gail
explained in detail, told her how babies were made, showed her some dirty
pictures, talked about erections, sperm, eggs, that there was fucking
and making
love--fucking was done for fun and making love was done to express love,
and
both made babies.
Gail now saw that the reason she got so deep and blunt with Tammy was
preparation for the upcoming trip. If not, it certainly worked out that
way,
because Tammy understood the hint her grandpa was giving. She also knew
that her
mommy wanted to watch.
With this awareness, Tammy relaxed completely, knowing there was nothing
to
stand in her way and she'd finally find out what fucking was all about.
Arnold had been fingering Tammy for fifteen minutes and could now look
over and
see Gail's panties. He could see they were wet and could discern the
bare pubs
of her shaved cunt lips through them. They were very wet. Their eyes met
and she
smiled her naughty girl smile. The next time he looked over, the hem of her
dress rested on the mound and he could see all of her cunt through the
sopping
wet fabric: clit, inner lips, the puffy labia lips. Tammy was looking at
it,
too. Gail smiled her big toothy smile just like Marie after a standing
ovation.
Arnold said, "You look horny, Gail. Are you going to be a bad girl on this
trip?"
"I might if the opportunity arises. I don't get chances like this very
often.
You wouldn't tell on me, would you?"
He smiled and said, "I won't tell on you if you won't tell on me."
"You don't have to worry about that. I'd never tell on you, Arnold. I'd be
ostracized from the family. I was already warned. We both have to worry
about
her, and I can see she's going to be thoroughly grilled when we get
back. Tammy
has a big mouth. [addressing Tammy] Sweetheart, if Mommy lets you be a
bad girl
on this trip, will you keep it a secret if Mommy gets bad, too?"
Tammy could only nod. Arnold wasn't sure if Gail thought of bad in the
same way
he did, but he was certainly encouraged. He thought for a moment, then
decided
on a good test, saying, "Gail, darlin', would you mind taking off Tammy's
panties for me. They're in the way."
"Certainly. Tammy, why don't you lie down and swing your legs this way."
Tammy quickly turned and reclined with her head in his lap, then placed
her feet
in her mother's lap and raised her ass. Gail pushed the dress up to Tammy's
middle and then took the loose waistband in her hands and slowly drew the
panties down the legs to the ankles while staring at the cutest little
puffy-lipped pussy, all slick and shiny from her lubricants.
Tammy settled her ass to the seat and lifted her feet to facilitate their
removal. Arnold had trouble staying on the road and licked his lips while
observing the most exciting sight he'd ever witnessed. Gail decided to
make it
even more exciting for him and ran her palms along the insides of
Tammy's legs,
pushing out until she had her opened wide. With the palms pressed to the
inner
thighs, right up next to the little clam of her cunt, using her thumbs
to stroke
the slick labia and open the tight crack, she said, "You sure have a
sexy pussy,
Tammy. Doesn't she have a sexy pussy, Arnold?"
This time he did run off the road and fought to get back on. When he got
centered between the white lines again, he reached over and slid a
finger in the
wide crease Gail made. Gail watched his finger slide to the hole and in
to the
second knuckle as he said, "Very sexy. I've never seen such a sexy pussy
on a
girl this young."
Tammy was back in a state of delirium, but had her head turned toward
Arnold's
crotch, staring at the seven inches of hard cock he'd freed. She didn't
have far
to stare. The base of the shaft was two inches from her eyes and she
looked up
that throbbing column of cock meat to watch a flow of golden precum
sliding down
the thickly-veined shaft. She knew it wasn't pee, because her mother
explained
what precum was--love honey.
Gail saw his cock, too, and thought, "Damn, this is going to be a tight
fit." He
was good for length, but his cock was thick with a large head. The shaft
was as
thick as a Polish sausage, but the head was the size of a plum, and
purple, a
great cock for an adult, but Tammy would have trouble just getting the
head in.
She'd need preparation, and Gail hoped Arnold wasn't in any rush to
consummate
their new friendship. By the looks of his cock, he was in a great rush
and had
pulled into a deserted rest stop.
As the car came to a stop, Gail looked around. No one could see them,
but a car
or truck could easily come upon them in seconds--a cop car, even. Though
the big
Lincoln had dark tinted windows on all sides and in back, they could
look in
through the windshield.
Now that he had a free hand, he used it to stroke his cock. He needed
relief,
hopefully not in Tammy's virgin twat. On impulse, Gail laid over Tammy
and got
her mouth over his dick and started sucking hard. She was soon giving
the best
deep-sucking blow job she ever gave, mindless of her daughter's
wide-eyed stare.
Arnold seemed okay by letting her get him off. He released his cock to
her and
pulled up the back of her dress with the hand that had been in Tammy's
crotch.
He insinuated that hand under her panties and was soon feeling her
sopping wet
pussy, and then fingering it.
Now aware of Tammy's stare, Gail performed the obscene act to her audience,
making the sucking of a cock look good, delicious, and fun. Tammy was
all eyes
and looked very interested in trying it for herself. Gail took her mouth
off,
angled the cock toward her daughter's mouth, and said, "Here, would you
like to
try?"
Tammy tentatively licked at the head, then licked some of the shaft,
then tried
to get her mouth over the plum. She managed, but it wasn't easy. Gail said,
"Suck on it and use your tongue at the little slit."
Gail let Tammy suck as she got up on her hands and knees to look around.
She
knew Arnold wasn't checking, but they were okay. She caught Arnold's dreamy
eyes, then went into a passionate French kiss. He was a good kisser, a
great
kisser, in fact.
When the long kiss ended, Gail moved her mouth to his ear and whispered,
"Do you
want to fuck my little girl's sexy pussy with that big cock of yours?"
She licked inside his ear as he whispered back, "I wanna fuck her and
her sexy
Mommy."
Gail whispered, "Give me some time to get her little pussy ready for
you. For a
child molester, you have a very big cock. Let me say when, tonight for
sure,
okay? I'll even hold her little legs apart for you."
"I'd like to cum in her mouth, but I want you to jack me off. Have her
swallow
my load and you've got a deal."
Gail eased back to look into his face, smiled her naughty mom smile and
said,
"You are a nasty fucker, but you're cute."
Arnold scooted the seat back and flipped up the steering wheel so Tammy
could
kneel on the floor between his legs. Gail knelt on the seat close to his
hip,
grabbed the steering wheel with her right hand and his cock with the
left and
began pumping, saying, "Sweetheart, if you want to do this right, you
have to
suck him till he cums. Remember I told you that when a man has an
orgasm, sperm
squirts out of his dick, and sperm is what makes babies. What I didn't
tell you
is that all sexy women love to eat sperm because sperm makes a girl's
boobies
grow big and makes her skin nice and soft, nice and sexy. Would you like
to try
some?"
Tammy was looking at her mom while she said this, and didn't have to
think long
before nodding. Gail patted her head and said, "Okay, I'll make him cum
in your
mouth. You just keep sucking. When you feel something warm and creamy start
squirting in your mouth, swallow and keep swallowing. Okay, here we go."
It took all of forty-five seconds to get Arnold off after that speech,
and Gail
felt the jets pulse through his cock. Tammy reacted at once, her eyes
opening
wide as she swallowed hard and continuously like a famished calf at the
momma
cow's teat. Gail never saw anything so erotic, never knew a cock could
cum so
long or so much, and Tammy kept on sucking after the last squirt. Gail
milked
the cock long after the last squirt until she milked a spongy lump of
flesh,
then said, "That's all there is. How was it?"
Tammy took her mouth off the withering organ, smiled and said, "I didn't
get to
taste much, but it was kinda neat. How long will it take to make boobies?"
Gail laughed as she returned to her seat by the door. As Tammy got up
and sat
beside Arnold, keeping one hand on his cock, Gail said, "I might have
misled
you. Sperm is supposed to grow bigger boobs, but not till a girl has
boobs to
get bigger. You still have to wait for puberty for that, but your skin
will get
soft and sexy if you keep sucking Grandpa's cock for him. I'm sure he'll
let you
suck his cock if you promise to be a bad girl for him whenever he wants
you to
be bad."
"I'll be bad anytime he wants if you'll let me."
"I'll let you, but only for Grandpa, and only as long as he never
complains that
you weren't bad enough to make him happy. Are you willing to be real
bad, as bad
as he wants you to be?"
"Yeah, I can be real bad. I think. I'll try."
Gail looked to Arnold who appeared to be sitting in a dream world. She
said,
"How's that for service? It looks like you have yourself a little Lolita
to play
with from now on. Are you happy?"
"Are you saying anything goes?"
"Just don't hurt her. If she's happy, I won't object to anything. I
won't pry or
interfere unless she shows signs of stress or reluctance to see you.
Why, what
are you into besides straight sex?"
He sat silently. There was something, but he didn't want to say. Gail
let him
off the hook, saying, "Never mind. I don't want to know. Surprise me.
I'm pretty
open as long as it won't endanger her health and she goes along."
"Don't worry, I'd never harm my son's daughter, but I am a nasty fucker
and my
tastes are rather kinky. I'd like you to be involved in everything."
"That sounds ominous. Okay, I'm game. You lead, I'll follow."
"Good. Take off your panties and let Tammy play with your cunt."
"Kinky. So, that's what you're into. You are a nasty fucker." Gail
raised her
ass up and shimmied out of her panties, then sat back against the door
and made
a wide beaver, saying, "Here it is, Tammy, Mommy's cunt. Help yourself.
Show
your Grandpa how bad you can be with your mommy's pussy. Do anything,
and don't
worry. You can't hurt it."
Arnold eased the car back on the highway, but watched closely as Tammy
settled
to her front, lying face-down with her legs over his lap. He immediately
pushed
her skirt up to her waist and played with her ass and pussy.
Tammy wasn't shy and immediately pinched each bald cunt lip and pulled them
open. Gail never imagined this might result from her decision to let
them enjoy
a full sexual relationship. She wasn't expecting to be involved at all.
She now
saw the relationship as a threesome, and knew what that meant. They'd
each be
sucking a lot of cunt. Lesbian acts between a mother and daughter had to
be one
of his kinks.
Gail shared that kink but had never tried it with her own mom. Actually,
she
never tried it with anyone but didn't view oral sex between females as a
kinky
practice, just out of the norm. The incestuous twist made it kinky--very
kinky.
She knew many straight girls had tried pussy and thought of herself as
bisexual
because she thought about homosexual acts so much and liked looking at
Donny's
beaver magazines. The right girl and the right opportunity had never
come along,
but she was looking at a right girl and had a week of opportunity to
explore her
secret desires, getting very kinky in the process.
Tammy showed a genuine interest in the vagina judging by her thorough
exploration of every wrinkle, fold, and hole, and by the closeness with
which
she made her exam. Inches separated her face from a very wet cunt. Gail
could
feel every breath and Tammy breathed in the scent of vaginal musk
without making
a face. She wasn't acting bad, just being curious, and now her curiosity
centered on the hole she entered the world through. She hooked opposing
fingers
in the hole and pulled while trying to peer inside.
"Am I hurting you, Mommy?"
"No, dear. I don't think you could unless you bite or try to get your
foot in."
Tammy laughed, then said, "How about my hand? Would that hurt?"
"Try it and see. Wet your hand all over first, then push in with your
fingers
out straight and close together. When you get inside, make a fist and
you can
probably get most of your forearm in. Keep pushing in. I'll tell you
when it
hurts."
Tammy did as instructed and her hand entered easily. Most of her forearm
entered
easily. She was almost in to the elbow when Gail couldn't take anymore
and cried
Uncle. She said, "Now pretend your arm is a cock and fuck Mommy with it.
Pull
back to the hole without pulling out and push all the way in, slow but
steady
until I say go fast."
Tammy made an excellent pretend cock and instinctually knew the motion
of a good
fuck. Gail's eyes went cross, then she looked to Arnold and said, "God,
I love a
big cock. I've never had one, but I've seen them and have several
substitutes.
If the right man came along, I'd kick Donny out of bed and make him
watch real
fucking. I'm serious. Fuck Mommy faster and harder, Tammy."
Arnold watched an explosive orgasm but couldn't believe what he was
seeing. He
couldn't believe he was seeing Gail Roberts, or the former Gail Roberts,
the
sexiest piece of ass to ever come out of Ridgemont High, but also the most
untouchable piece of ass they produced. She'd been raised by devout
Mormons and
left the church when she married his number four son, Donny. Donny said
she was
a virgin without a hymen, but he didn't discover that until the honeymoon.
Arnold did everything he could to get a piece off of Gail. He even
pressured
Donny to set him up. He hired a private detective to keep her under
surveillance, trying to get something on her, something he could use to
twist
her arm. He hired studs to seduce her, but they all failed. He even
tried rape,
but that failed miserably because he just couldn't rape, and she fought
hard.
And now, for no apparent reason, she'd done a one-eighty, accepted an
offer he
was sure she'd laugh off.
She was now his dream mom getting fist fucked by his dream girl, her own
fucking
daughter--Little Miss Ridgemont, just crowned Little Miss Oklahoma--the
one and
only, Tammy Jennings, the blond-haired, blue-eyed, cock throb of every
child
molester in the midwest, invited to audition for a new sitcom and a movie.
Arnold still could not believe this was happening, so he wet his fuck
finger in
Tammy's pussy, then slowly wormed it up her tight ass, making Tammy
squirm, look
around, and cry out, "Woah! He's sticking his finger up my butthole, Mommy!"
"I see that. He's being nasty, isn't he?"
"Yeah, real nasty. [the finger was now in to the palm] I'm being a bad
girl for
letting him, huh?"
"Yes you are. You're being a very bad girl letting a grown man stick his
finger
up your butt. You must want to suck his cock again. Is that why you're
letting
him finger fuck your butt?"
Tammy giggled, then said, "Yeah, he can finger fuck my butt and my pussy
if
he'll let me suck his cock and eat more sperm."
Arnold knew he was still dreaming after listening to that exchange.
Dream or no
dream, he loved it. Gail caught his eye and said, "Are you planning on butt
fucking my little girl on this trip."
"The thought occurred to me, yes."
"Well, I suggest you try to get another finger up her little asshole.
Tammy,
this might hurt a little but try to bear up. He needs to stretch your
butthole
so his cock will fit. Don't worry. It'll fit, and it'll be nice after
the hole
stretches. Most women love getting fucked in the butt, and a truly sexy
woman
has three holes to offer a man: her cunt, her mouth, and her asshole. To
be
really bad, you need to be a three-holer whore for your grandpa."
"Okay, I'll try, but his finger feels like a lot already."
Like the trooper she was, Tammy groaned, grunted, and grit her teeth,
but took
another finger to the palm. Now in a sweat, she looked into her mother's
face
and said, "I did it."
"Yes, you did. Now, we need to work on your pussy to get it ready."
"Okay, I want that ready most of all. I don't think I'm going to like butt
fucking too much. It still doesn't feel good."
"Give it time. You've been stretched, but you haven't adjusted. You
will, but we
have lots of time. By the time we get back home, you'll be a true
three-holer
whore. After that, you should have no trouble being bad for Grandpa."
Arnold added, "And a few close friends."
Gail's brows lifted as she said, "So, it's a whore you're after--a real
whore."
"Do you mind?"
"Yes, I mind. I mind a great deal." She became pensive, then added with
a shrug,
"On the other hand, I did say anything she'd go along with. I know she
won't
mind being used like a whore, so I'm going to keep my word to you. How many
pedophile friends do you have? I'm just curious."
"I have quite a few, but it doesn't take a pedophile to enjoy a taste of
forbidden fruit, and this kid is the choicest fruit there is. I dare say
your
own father would get in line for some."
"Actually, he's my stepfather, and you may be right. You'd have better
luck with
my mother. She had a girlfriend between marriages, a lesbian lover. She
can't
keep her eyes off Tammy's legs. I've always thought that if Tammy were ever
molested it would be by my mother."
Tammy offered, "She likes to give me a bath, and she cleans my pussy
real good.
Is that molesting?"
"It is in this state. So, Arnold, you're saying you have a lot of
friends. How
many is a lot?"
"Who knows, but I expect to make more now that I can offer a piece of Tammy
Jennings. We're meeting some of them in LA. I expect to win some new
business."
"Always the opportunist. I should have known. What made you so sure I'd go
along?"
"Nothing, but I was hoping to loose you long enough to make a few
points. I was
sure you'd want a new wardrobe and not want to shop with a little girl
tagging
along who would rather be at Disneyland with her grandpa."
"That would have worked. I do need a new wardrobe, a sexier one, and she
is a
pain to shop with."
"You'll get that new wardrobe, but you also gave your word that you'd be
involved. I want you to go to Disneyland with us, and when we get back
home,
remember whose whore you are."
"You're taking advantage of me, Arnold. That was not what I meant. I can
play
your whore in LA, but not back home."
"Don't tell me you're afraid of Robby."
"It's not Robby. I grew up in Ridgemont. My family lives there, too. All
my
friends are there. Everyone knows me. In Ridgemont, everyone knows who is
fucking who. And then there's your family. What about Marge? What
happens when
she finds out that I'm whoring for you and you're my best customer."
"This trip was her idea."
"Marge knows? About Tammy?"
"Of course she knows. I would think everyone knows that she knows by
now. She
said you were ready. If you'll recall, she put the trip idea to you."
"I'll be damned. You're right, and she sold it very well. I'm
stunned--Marge, a
child molester?"
"You'll see for yourself. She's flying out for the Disneyland side trip.
She
wouldn't miss it for the world. She won't be expecting to see you there.
That'll
be a treat."
"You don't mean Disneyland Disneyland, do you?"
"No. That's our metaphor for the Honeycut estate. It's a swinger's
Disneyland.
They have all the rides, but they've never had a mother/daughter
combination
like you two."
"Christ, Arnold. I had no idea I was getting in so deep. I just thought
you'd
carry on a discrete sexual affair with my daughter. I thought all I'd
have to do
is look the other way. I'm sorry, but I don't think I can do this or
allow you
to use Tammy that way."
Tammy pulled her arm out of her mother's cunt and implored, "Mom, you
promised.
You gave your word. I wanna go to the grownup's Disneyland, and I wanna
go with
you."
Gail looked from her terribly disappointed little girl to Arnold's
smiling face,
then said, "You must be loving this."
"I've been loving this. Well, are you a liar or a whore?"
"Tough choice under the circumstances. Let's just say I choose to be a
whore for
you. What's in store for me back home? Will this be done discretely?
Will I be
able to walk the streets and hold my head up?"
Gail didn't like his ponderous pause, and then he said, "I doubt it. Being
discrete isn't my style, and Marge will insist I not be discrete with
you. She
wants some home grown porn staring you to be in wide local circulation, and
she'd like it to be common knowledge that getting a piece of ass off of
Gail
Jennings is a simple matter of buttering up Arnold Jennings. If you can
hold
your head high under those circumstances, you'd be a pretty bold whore."
"Jesus Christ, Arnold!"
"Sorry, Gail, but I have to tell you the truth. Marge would love to drag
you to
the lowest depths and put you on public display, not out of meanness,
just for
shits and giggles. You're a symbol of beauty and fidelity in Ridgemont,
and you
being a Mormon makes you that much more desirable for her purposes. She
thinks
they're all hypocrites and I guess she was right about your mother, huh?"
"My mother wasn't a Mormon until she married Joshua, and I don't
consider her a
hypocrite. She's a good Mormon."
"And she washes the fuck out of little girl's cunts. [Gail just glared
at him]
Look, you can back out if you wish, but I'm taking Tammy to Disneyland
regardless. The only way to stop me is to go to the police, and we both
know you
won't do that, don't we?"
Gail gave him a hard stare, then angrily swung her legs to the floor and
tugged
her skirt down. She then stared out the window with a tight jaw. Tammy
sensed
the seriousness of the situation and stayed silent, still with two
fingers up
her ass. They rode this way with no one speaking a word for thirty miles.
Gail was now back to cursing herself for going on the trip. She now felt
trapped. Worse, she'd led Tammy into a trap. She didn't have the
resources to go
their own way, having spent their travel money on new clothes for her
and Tammy,
mostly for Tammy. Even her credit cards were maxed out. She had all of
eighty
dollars in her purse, enough for one to get back, but not both, and she
wasn't
about to leave Tammy.
As the miles drifted by, she dwelled on her future. Being at odds with
Arnold
Jennings was being at odds with her future if her future was to remain in
Ridgemont married to Robby. She heard Arnold say, "Flip over so I can
work on
your cunt, Tammy."
She could hear and feel Tammy flipping over. Curiosity made her look.
Tammy was
now on her back with her knees drawn in and splayed out wide to each
side, and
Arnold was getting ready to insert fingers that had just been up her
ass. Gail
curtly said, "If you put those fingers in her vagina, you'll give her an
infection. If she gets a vaginal infection, she'll be no fun at Disneyland."
"Then find something to clean them with, because we do want her to be
fun at
Disneyland, don't we?"
Gail gave him a dirty look, then leaned over the back seat for something
suitable. She found a handkerchief and dipped it in the ice chest water.
With
that wet rag, she took Arnold's hand and roughly drew it down both soiled
fingers until they looked clean. To be certain, she spit on a dry part
of the
cloth and wiped again, then dried with another dry section. She then
released
his hand and watched him insert his fuck finger, making Tammy wince when
he
pressed on her hymen.
Gail returned to her ignoring position and stared out the window, now
realizing
that he could draw her into their debauch at will. She ignored Tammy's
pained
moans as he kept up pressure on the hymen without going through or
explaining to
her what he was doing.
Gail couldn't take anymore, turned, and said, "Tammy, he has to go
through your
hymen. It's a very thin piece of skin, a membrane, that seals off most
of your
vagina. That's what makes you a virgin. Once that's gone, he'll be able
to get
his finger all the way in. It has to go, but it'll hurt a little when it
does.
You just have to grin and bear it. Every girl does sooner or later."
Looking to Arnold, Gail said, "Don't fuck around. Just push on through.
You're
hurting her more by doing it the way you're doing it."
He pulled his finger out and said, "You do it, then."
Gail half expected that. She said, "Tammy, sit up and lean back."
Tammy got in position with her legs open and watched as her mother
reached for
her pussy with her fuck finger extended. She watched that finger go up
her hole
until it touched the fragile membrane. Gail felt absurd under the
circumstances,
but couldn't deny a perverse pleasure from being placed in such a
situation--forced to prepare her daughter for molestation.
Tammy's tight pussy felt delightfully snug and slippery, and she
couldn't help
but envy any cock that would feel what she felt. As she prepared to do the
unthinkable, deflower her own daughter, Gail moved the finger in and out
trying
to relax the tense girl before hurting her, aware that she was
entertaining a
pervert in the process. Oddly, that reality turned her on even more and she
found herself doing the job in a way sure to excite him, drawing the
finger out
and running it through the lips, stopping to rub the clit, then more
fingering .
Before long, Gail was openly masturbating her daughter with both hands,
rubbing
the clit with one while finger fucking with the other, keeping Arnold
greatly
amused in the process, not to mention Tammy.
Gail decided to make her climax, and do the deed while in the throes of
orgasm.
When it came, Tammy didn't even know she'd been deflowered. Her clue
came when
she looked to her crotch and saw her mother's hand in to the palm. She
said,
"Wow, is it over?"
"Yes, sweetheart, you're not a virgin anymore." Gail moved the finger
all the
way in and out and said, "How does that feel?"
"Weird. I like it."
Arnold said, "Be a good mommy and get her ready to fuck."
"You said you'd wait."
"She still needs to be prepared, and I have to drive. She'll get fucked,
ready
or not when we stop. It's up to you."
Gail didn't actually want to win the argument, and surrendered without
further
argument, preparing to insert another finger. He said, "You'd better sit
next to
me and place her on your lap. We wouldn't want truckers looking in and
seeing
that, now would we?"
Good argument. Gail changed places with Tammy, got up close to Arnold, and
prepared to place Tammy on her lap, but Arnold said, "Pull your skirt up
or
you'll ruin it with her cunt cream. She's already juicy. She'll get
juicier."
Gail saw no harm, having already exposed herself, so she hiked the dress
to her
middle and then helped Tammy get settled with her pussy facing the
driver, but
not before the driver got his hand in Gail's crotch with a good cunt
hold. Gail
said, "Do you mind? I'm not your whore. If you want a pussy to play
with, play
with hers."
He ignored her and said, "How nice of you to offer, but her cunt will be
occupied with her mommy's fingers. I'll just settle for a substitute.
My, but we
are a juicy bitch, aren't we. Obviously, preparing little girls for fucking
suits you. Is that something the Mormons taught you?"
Gail fumed, but in no way did she want him to take his exciting hand
out, and
yes, she was a juicy bitch. No point in denying that. She placed Tammy's
ass on
her right thigh with her right foot on the steering column and the
girl's left
trapped under her right arm with the foot up by her head. She now had a
good
spread to work in and Arnold had a good view.
With her right hand, she parted the lips as the left entered, forcing
the two
middle fingers in slowly as Tammy could take them. If there was a way to
feel
more decadent or get more turned on, Gail wasn't aware of it. Being an
unwilling
participant, a victim, was more fun than openly assisting and willing
participation.
Arnold seemed to appreciate the unique thrill of forced sex if Gail
didn't. He
seemed quite content to deal with an unwilling mom. If anything, he
liked that
better so long as she buckled to his pressure. She wondered if she'd keep
buckling until she wound up at Disneyland. She wondered if she'd keep on
buckling back home. Being forced into whoring wouldn't be so bad. People
could
understand that, even her family.
Arnold Jennings owned the town. What he wanted, he eventually got. No
one could
imagine him not wanting Gail Jennings, and they had to wonder what was
taking
him so long. She'd put up a good fight, twelve years, but who could
blame her
for giving in. The only way out was to leave the state, but her parents
wouldn't
want that even if she had to put out like a whore in order to stay. At
least,
she could see them growing to accept it.
Gail recalled a conversation she had with her mother when word of the trip
filtered through the grapevine to her. She was deeply concerned for both
of
them, assumed Gail had no choice, told her to be brave and always think of
Heavenly Father, to pray often, and if she couldn't attend the church,
to at
least read the Book of Mormon daily and confess any sinful acts to the
Bishop,
that her seat in Heaven was reserved as long as she kept the sin slate
clean
through prayer, confession, and repentance. It was her father's turn to be
Bishop, so confessions could be done at visits home. How convenient.
Gail let her mother think she had no choice, didn't think much about the
conversation at the time, but dwelled on it now. It was the same old church
bullshit she always heard since marrying a gentile and leaving the
church, and
the holy speech went in one ear and out the other. She now realized that
her
mother expected she and Tammy would be raped repeatedly on the trip but
never
once said they shouldn't go. In effect, she said go get raped, watch
Tammy get
raped, then come home and tell us all about it.
Damn! Could that be? Were her parents getting off on this? Were they
fishing for
a hot, juicy story? Could she actually make such a confession and describe
everything as it actually happened. The way things were now going, she
could.
She'd have to adjust the start a bit, place her actions in a more
victimized
light, but yes, she could, and she could bring Tammy along so she could
do some
confessing of her own, and Tammy would use her new vocabulary. Just
watching her
parents react to Tammy using words like fuck, cunt, pussy, and cock sucking
would be worth the trip. Confession was good for the soul. Gail couldn't
wait.
The home grown porn would be tough, having been so modest all her life,
except
for that one year that they lived in Kokomo, Indiana. No one knew about
that,
though. Hell, even she'd let it slip her mind. She'd been the whore
before and
loved it, and that was just for a small elementary school. To be the
town whore
in a population of six-thousand cocks had to be the ultimate sexual
experience.
More and more, the idea grew on her, but she'd have to be forced at all
times.
Oh, the confessions there'd be, and her horny stepfather just made
Bishop. He'd
have the post for at least two more years.
Gail had an increasingly difficult time trying to mask her arousal as she
thought about her likely future and how it could come about. She was
doing good
so far. As long as she kept setting the tone of their relationship by
showing
resistance but buckling under slight pressure, she could keep doing good
and
guarantee her new status as the town whore.
With two fingers now deep in her daughter's pussy and three big ones in
her own,
it was almost impossible not to show her arousal, and now he was talking
about
her tits, her biggest weakness.
"You know, Gail, I have always been curious about your tits. Haul them out.
Let's have a look at those fantastic hooters of yours."
"No. I told you, I'm not your whore. You can't order me around and treat
me like
one."
"Do it as a friendly gesture."
"But I don't feel like giving you a friendly gesture, not now that I
know what
your intentions are with my daughter."
"Speaking of the little whore, how is her cunt coming along? Do we have
a three
holer whore yet?"
"No, but she's getting there. Give her time to adjust."
"We'll sleep over in Denver. That's another two-hundred miles. Can you
have her
holes ready by then, both of them. I'd like her to suck me hard, then
I'll fuck
her pussy and cum in her ass--around the world first time out. Do you
see any
problem?"
"No, she'll be ready by then, but I'll have to finger fuck her all the way
there. I'm sure you had that in mind. I hope you get your jollies."
"I will, but I'd rather watch this with your titties hanging out in the
open. I
hear they're better naked than they look in a tight sweater."
"Yeah, and who told you that? No one but Robby and Dr. Greely has ever
seen then
naked."
"I heard it from both. Greely says they are one in a million breasts. He
says
he's never seen such perfect symmetry or such smooth skin in thirty
years as an
obstetrician. He also had high praise for your cunt and said pulling
Tammy from
your cunt gave him the first erection he ever had delivering a kid.
That's high
praise, Gail, and now I see what he means. I also see where Tammy got
her sexy
pussy."
"I always knew he was a pervert. I suppose you'll be sharing Tammy with
him when
we get back."
"Right away. I'll set the appointment and you can watch Tammy's first
pelvic
exam. You can watch her get fucked in the stirrups, ass and cunt if I know
Stewart. By the way, if I make an appointment, you had best keep it."
"I'll take her and I'll watch him fuck her, but he's not fucking me."
"When I set an appointment for you he will. That'll be the following
day, and
you'll bring Tammy so she can watch. You'd like to watch your mommy getting
fucked, wouldn't you, Tammy?"
Tammy looked to her mom before answering, but said, "Yeah, who wouldn't.
Will
she have to get all the way naked?"
"All the way, out in the waiting room, and she'll wait to be called.
I'll see
that the room is full, and I believe it will seat twenty. Would you like
to see
your mommy waiting naked with twenty people looking at her tits and pussy."
"Wow, yeah. Will they all be men?"
"Mostly, but I'm sure there will be women there, too, your grandma for one.
Maybe your Aunt Sarah. She wouldn't want to miss that. Chances are,
she'll bring
your cousin, Gwen. She's a horny little fucker like you."
"I know. She said you made her baby. Did you?"
"Sure did, and I'll make you one when you're ready. Do you want a boy or
a
girl?"
"I want a boy. When will I be ready."
"Your mom will tell me when you're fertile, then she'll watch me fuck a
baby in
you, just like Sarah did, Sally, too. Bonny's kid is mine, too."
"Wow!"
Gail had to fight hard to stave off an orgasm. She wanted to tell him
she'd do
none of those things, but she knew she'd do them all. Being forced to strip
naked in a crowded waiting room was so close to her favorite fantasy,
she almost
came when he mentioned it. She wanted that fantasy so badly, she wasn't
inclined
to pretend she didn't. Instead, she mulled over some way to convey her
willingness without conveying her desire.
She did so while he and Tammy talked about making babies. When they were
through, Gail said, "I know you can make me do those things, but I want
you to
know that I'll hate you for making me. I will never be a willing whore
for you,
and everyone will know you're using force. If that still turns you on to
get
what you want that way, then you go right ahead, but you're going to
look bad in
a lot of people's eyes. They'll believe me, because everyone knows you
would
stoop to that and they know I'm not the type to do those things willingly."
"Do you think I give a fuck what people in Ridgemont think of me? Do you
think
I'll enjoy it any less if they know you're being forced? If you want to
know the
truth, I like it better this way. Tell anyone anything you like. I won't
deny
anything you say. You'll be a whore for me, or I'll make your life a living
hell. See if I don't. You'll fuck when I say fuck, and fuck who I tell
you to
fuck. You'll wear what I let you wear, and sometimes, you won't wear a
fucking
thing...in public. If I have to, I'll get an exception passed to the
obscenity
laws just to accommodate your sexy ass, and you know what, it'll pass with
flying colors. You'll walk the town square of Ridgemont, naked as the
day you
were born if I choose to send you out that way, and you know me--I'll
fucking do
it."
That did it. He hit her fantasy square on the head. Gail couldn't stop the
orgasm from going over the edge, nor could she hide the fact that she
was having
one. She practically bucked Tammy onto the floorboard and moaned loudly all
through the longest orgasm she ever had. When she finally stopped
wriggling and
moaning, all she could do was pant, trying to get her breath.
Tammy had to struggle up, and looked excited, saying, "Are you really
going to
make her go naked outside where everyone can see her? I think she likes
that
idea. That made her have an organism."
"I sure am, and she'll love it even more in reality. I think she's dying
to show
off her sexy body in the raw. I think she's dying to show us her tits.
Have you
seen her tits?"
"One time a long time ago, but I remember what they look like. They're
creamy
white but the nipples are dark and long, pointy like big Hershey's
Kisses, and
they look like milk chocolate. I wanted to suck on them."
"Why don't you get them out for us and have a suck."
Tammy didn't wait to see if it was okay with her mommy. It was okay with
Grandpa, and he was the boss over mom. At least, she gathered that from
their
conversation. She got up and straddled Mommy's lap and immediately went
for the
button's of her dress, unbuttoning it all the way to the waist, every
button,
all with Gail not lifting a finger to stop her.
Gail had no desire to stop her and simply watched as her skin came in view,
especially when Tammy pushed the open sides out before attacking the center
clasp of her D-cup Maidenform bra. The clasp gave way and Tammy wasted
no time
peeling back the cups, revealing two proud alabaster mounds with long hard
nipples like elongated Hershey's Kisses, which she pulled on while
saying, "See,
aren't they neat. Didn't I tell you?"
And then she was sucking on the right nipple while Arnold toyed with the
left
with slimy fingers. Gail wondered if he ruined it for sucking, having
made a
slimy mess with her cunt cream, but that didn't bother Tammy. She licked
off the
pussy slime and then sucked hard on the nipple, thrilling her mother. If
the
girl liked pussy slime, there was plenty more where that came from, and she
could almost hear Arnold thinking the same thoughts.
As Gail expected, when Arnold tired of watching a little girl nurse on her
mommy, he said, "Tammy, let me see you lick her pussy."
Tammy popped off the nipple, smiling devilishly, then said, "Okay!"
She wasted no time getting to the floorboard, then set about making a good
spread by pushing her mother's left leg across Arnold's lap and the right
straight out on the seat. Gail stared at her splayed beaver with a pounding
heart and watched her adorable daughter merge her face with it then run her
little pink tongue all over inside the lips without the slightest hesitance
while looking at Arnold for signs of approval.
She gave the slit a few hungry puppy laps then said, "Do you like
watching me
lick my Mommy's pussy?"
"Yes, and so does she. Pull her cunt lips open and stick your tongue as
far up
her fuck hole as you can. Lick around inside her pussy. She'll love
watching you
do that best of all."
Tammy smiled big, then went about doing as he'd suggested, now watching her
mother's face. Gail couldn't look away if she'd wanted to. With her cunt
pulled
into a wide oval, she saw the fuck hole her daughter stuck her extended
tongue
in until her lips were pressed tightly to that hole and a little girl's
tongue
ran along the inside walls of her cunt, putting a slow involuntary grind
in her
pelvis that quickly became a moderate intentional one.
Arnold placed Gail's left hand on his new erection and Gail closed her
fingers
around it and started a slow pumping motion. He placed his right arm
around her
shoulder and took her right tit in his hand, rolling the turgid nipple.
Gail
sent her hand inside the fly to fondle his balls, gently and lovingly. She
admired a man with big balls, and Arnold had the biggest balls she'd
ever felt
or seen in pictures. Even those horse-cocked studs she'd seen didn't
have balls
to match Arnold Jennings. No wonder he could produce a fountain of sperm.
He hugged her close and said, "This is the way to travel, heh, Gail?"
Instead of answering, Gail gave his cock an affirmative squeeze, and
punctuated
that by placing her left foot on his armrest and the right on the dash,
then
using that leverage and pressing her shoulders to the back of the seat,
raised
her ass free of the seat and rolled her cunt against Tammy's face while
moaning
passionately.
This made Arnold pinch her nipple hard and cry out, "Oh, fuck, you nasty
bitch!
That does it. You're coming with us to Disneyland. Marge has to see
this. You'll
be a big hit with thirty or so die hard perverts, and Marge will put it
on video
for the folks back home. Knowing Marge, she'll mail your parents a
complimentary
copy."
Far from throwing ice on Gail's performance, his last remark had her
humping
Tammy's face, sliding her slimy maw from chin to forehead and back in rapid
succession while Tammy held steady with her tongue sticking out. Gail
didn't
stop until she had an orgasm, or organism as Tammy would say--how cute.
After the orgasm, Gail collapsed and watched Tammy lap girl cum from her
weeping
fuck hole. She had to slow her cock pumping to a gentle milking motion
to keep
Arnold from going off in space, wasting all that good sperm that was
destined
for her little darling's ass. With only one cock between two very horny
females,
it wouldn't do to waste any.
Together, Gail and Arnold watched Tammy lick the hole, intent on getting
all the
creamy goo that kept seeing out. They watched for ten minutes in
silence, and
Tammy still showed no sign of tiring, though she had to reach way inside
with
her tongue to taste anything besides her own saliva. Arnold said, "So,
how does
it feel to have your daughter eat your cunt?"
Knowing it would be foolish to even pretend she didn't love it, Gail
said, "It
feels great, but then again, any tongue feels great to a woman's pussy."
"Yes, but it has to be very special for a mother to look between her
legs and
see her daughter's face."
"It is. I can appreciate your perverse interest. I'm sure your pervert
friends
will like watching this. I'm not even sure my parents won't like
watching it on
video. I guess we'll see, won't we?"
"I said that to make you shit. Instead, you came gang busters and almost
fucked
the kid's face off. What gives?"
"I just think it'll turn them on, that's all."
"I thought they were good Mormons."
"They are, but good Mormons have sexual desires, too, and they know they're
still going to Heaven if they indulge themselves once in a while. As
long as
they confess and repent, no harm is done, all's forgiven. Confessing and
repenting between binges gets them through. It's a tough life, but they
do have
that outlet. Believe me, they need it."
"So, you're willing to give it to them."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Would you want a choice?"
Gail was silent. Arnold said, "I'll tell you what, Gail. If you say
don't mail
them the tape, we won't mail the tape. You have my word."
Gail didn't like this turn. He was seeing through her, but then she'd
given him
so many openings to see through, the latest was when she drew her legs
in and
reached to her cunt to pull her lips apart to make it easier for Tammy
to get in
deeper. Gail said nothing when she should have said, "Please don't mail
my folks
the tape."
Arnold laughed, then said, "You're going to make me a good whore, aren't
you
Gail?"
Gail decided to change her tack and said, "I'm sure I will. I'll fuck
when you
want me to fuck, and I'll fuck who you want me to fuck. I'll do anything
you
tell me to do without question or hesitation, to include going out in
public in
the nude. I'll make all the porn you want and you can distribute it
freely, but
there is one condition. Everyone must think I'm doing these things
because you
are forcing me to do them. That's the only way I'll be a good whore for
you, the
kind you want, the kind who will perform with her daughter. If we can
agree on
that, you have two three-holer whores."
"Fair enough. You have my word. Marge won't even know. To tell you the
truth,
that would spoil her fun."
"Great, because it would spoil my fun, too. Keep in mind that any porn
you make
with me and Tammy together, I must appear forced. Tie me up or put a gun
to my
head, but that must be evident to anyone who might see it. I'll do nothing
otherwise. I do not want to risk jail and you can't protect me from a child
molesting charge."
"We hadn't planned on making any child porn for general distribution,
just a few
for private individuals, but I suppose we could if we did it that way
and kept
any identifiable people out of the frame. We don't really have anything
to worry
about. Any legal action would have to be initiated in Cox County. If
anything
really big blew up, we could arrange a mock trial, find you innocent,
and double
jeopardy would protect you from any further recriminations. You'd be
better off
being tried and found innocent than having it swept under the rug."
"You could do that, guaranteed?"
"Absolutely guaranteed. I'm not worried about it, and you needn't be.
Before
anything could blow up, it would have to get out of Ridgemont with a
witness
willing to come forward and go on the record. I can't imagine anyone
doing that.
They'd be run out of town if they brought shame on the town, or
threatened the
town's only decent employer."
"It's the pictures and videos getting out that has me worried. Pictures
don't
need a witness, and I can see those pictures getting wide distribution."
"True, but any person of authority who gets those pictures would contact
our
local law enforcement for action. I expect quite a bit of that, but no
action.
Only when the pressure to act becomes impossible to ignore will we
initiate a
speedy trial and end the whole thing once and for all. Case closed."
"You make it sound simple."
:"It is. I have friends in high places all over this state. If push
comes to
shove, I can start calling in favors and I always have my two whores to
win key
friends where needed. Let me worry about the small shit, you just do as
you're
told."
Gail settled lower in her seat, now reclined on her back with her head hard
against the seat back and her chin digging into her chest. She drew her
legs up
and laid them flat to the sides, staring into her cunt while watching Tammy
delve deep for slut slime, now totally at ease, saying, "Eat Mommy's
cunt like a
good little whore, Tammy. Um, yes, you're going to be a very good little
whore,
aren't you, baby?"
Tammy raised up to say, "No, I'm going to be a very bad whore. Good whores
probably don't eat their mommy's pussies, but I do. I like it. I like it
a lot."
As Tammy dived for more, Arnold and Gail broke out laughing. The girl had
a
point.
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The trio weren't laughing and playing games on the return trip. They were
exhausted and fucked out. All of them. Tammy could barely walk, and Gail
didn't
want to see another hard cock or taste another spermy pussy. She
consumed enough
sperm and cunt juice from Tammy's ass and pussy to float a small
merchant ship.
To say they were a big hit was the understatement of the century.

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