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Bizarre Journey 93kb  (M/f/f, F/b, M/g, pedo, inc, anal, preg, family)


By Phil Phantom

The following story is a work of fiction. None of the events portrayed 
actually occurred, and any similarity to actual people or events is 
entirely coincidental.

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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.

*******

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. 
Disneyland lasted four days because the planned sitcom had fallen 
through and the movie's principal money backer filed bankruptcy. With 
all that free time, they partied nonstop and stayed an extra day besides.

Word quickly got around and horny swingers came out of the woodwork. 
Some flew in from New York and twenty Japanese businessmen flew in from 
Tokyo. All told, there had to be three hundred filter through the adult 
amusement park, more than half of them had hard cocks, but they all 
sampled Tammy and Gail, mostly Tammy.

Gail got her fill of pussy and her poor titties looked like they'd never 
recover. She couldn't wear a bra which was just as well because she was 
forbidden to ever wear them again, no panties, either, and that went 
double for Tammy.

Marge went nuts and Sarah was no better. Sarah accompanied Marge and 
brought Gwen with her. Thank God, because the party needed another young 
cunt. They'd have ruined Tammy for life had Gwen and two Japanese school 
girls not arrived.

As it was, her asshole and pussy remained open and loose. Remarkably, 
she didn't hate sex. Only on the last day did she whine and complain, 
and they went easy on her, just putting the head in while someone, 
usually Gail, jacked them off.

Gail's arms ached almost as badly as her jaws.

Now on their second day of travel, a few hours out of Ridgemont, they 
were beginning to recover. They both wore see-through nighties for the 
trip home.

Tammy spent most of her time sleeping on the back seat. Gail glanced 
back to the tired little whore and said, "Poor thing. She's really 
wasted. I think it'll be a week before she wants to play any sex games."

Totally sated and needing a week as well as they did, Arnold said, 
"That's fine by me. You let me know when she's ready, but I think you 
should see Stewart just so he can check her out. I'm sure there's some 
doctoring he can do to make this easier on her."

"We could both use some good pussy doctoring, but she couldn't take 
another fuck, Arnold."

 From the back seat they heard, "I can so. It's just a little sore. I'll 
be okay by tomorrow."

Gail looked back then to Arnold and said, "I stand corrected."

Arnold laughed and said, "I'll talk to Stewart. She needs the rest."

"Thanks, Arnold. Actually, I understand how she feels. I'm starting to 
come around myself. Passing these familiar landmarks reminds me of what 
happened when we passed them the first time. It's like watching a skin 
flick in reverse. I was looking at that rock formation when you were 
ineffectively trying to pop her cherry. When we pass that rest stop 
where she sucked you off, I might have to frig off.

"By the time we get there, I might be ready for a re-enactment."

 From the back seat they heard, "You suck him, Mom. My skin is soft enough."

Gail laughed as she fished out his tired soldier and let it rest in her 
palm, saying, "I think that's wishful thinking. Arnold, you really gave 
this pecker a workout."

"It was those Jap bitches that did me in--fucking organ grinders. They 
were good, though."

"Thank God they were there. Thank God Gwen was there. I still can't get 
over Sarah auctioning off Gwen's fertile womb to the highest bidder, 
then going off to Japan with those guys. That was kinky."

"She wasn't that way when I started. Marge made her that way. Marge 
suggested the auction idea. Marge is a kinky bitch, or didn't you notice."

"God, yes, I noticed. I'm in for it, aren't I?"

"You have to ask."

"I don't suppose you could get her to give me and Tammy a week to 
recover before she gets started?"

"She knows you need some time, but don't count on a week. Count on two 
or three days. By the way, she mailed the tape the day we departed. It 
might beat us home. You may have some splainin' to do, Lucy."

"Oh, Jesus. I forgot about the fucking tape. I've got to brace them for 
that. I had no idea I'd be making a tape like that--no knife at the 
throat, no gun at the head, no tied and gagged. They'll shit when they 
see what I did to their poor little granddaughter. Why didn't you tell 
me there'd be dogs involved."

"And spoil the surprise?"

"You asshole. They are going to shit when they see me guiding that 
beagle's cock to her cunt while I'm sitting on her face."

"No, I think they'll shit when they see you face fucking her while the 
shepard butt fucks her."

"That was good, wasn't it? Marge got some great closeups of my cunt 
smearing her face with the dog's head hanging over Tammy's head. Did she 
get any of the dog's cock going in her asshole?"

"Hell yes. You didn't notice? She got a great shot of you hanging over 
Tammy's ass, pulling her cheeks apart with your chin on her tailbone, 
watching that Jap feed the dog's cock to her asshole. You have a look on 
your face that is priceless, like you wish he had a bigger dick or 
another one just like it for her cunt."

"I can imagine. I can't remember what I as thinking, but it was 
something along those lines. Christ, Arnold, how am I going to explain 
that tape to my parents."

"That's not my problem. You sinned. Confess and repent. Isn't that the 
Mormon way?"

"I'm not sure it works for what I did. I have got to beat that tape."

"If it didn't arrive in today's mail, and I seriously doubt that it 
could, you beat it, but you'd best get right over there and start doing 
a song and dance."

"We should arrive at six, right?"

"Around there."

"An hour to clean up, twenty minutes on the phone, ten minutes to get 
there, yes, there's plenty of time. Give me some ideas. You're better at 
this stuff than I am."

"Give me some background on both of them. You indicated that the old man 
might fuck Tammy and your old lady loves to dive muff. What do you know 
about their sex life. If you don't know details, give your impressions."

"Okay, I'll start with mom. She blossomed sexually after she divorced my 
real father. She got wild for two years. I was seven and eight and I had 
my own thing going because she was never around. When she was around, 
she was in her bedroom with a new guy almost every time. At first she 
tried to be cool, not making noise, getting dressed to come out, but she 
gradually stopped trying and eventually came out naked with her naked 
lover for a beer and smoke break, sometimes joining me on the couch or 
at the table. Sometimes, they'd come to my room and wake me up on some 
lame pretext. I slept in the nude on top of my covers, mostly because 
she did that.

"It got to where I could go about the house naked and she'd never say 
anything, so I did that more and more. I think she encouraged this 
behavior because seeing me naked made her men horny. She never let 
anyone touch me, but she'd bring them to look.

She took a female lover late in the second year, and that blew my mind, 
because we all stayed naked and they were always loving on each other in 
front of me. I never saw any cunt sucking, but I saw fingers in pussies, 
and saw fingers getting sucked. Then, they had a big fight, split up, 
and Mom met Joshua and we started going to the Mormon church every 
fucking day. She got religion, big time. Not much happened after that. 
We don't talk about Kokomo. In fact, I'd pretty much forgotten about 
Kokomo."

"Okay, Gail, what about old Josh?"

"Typical horny old fucker. By then, I could spot them. He never has been 
able to keep his eyes off of me or hide his hardons, except when Mom was 
around. When it was just me and him, he'd parade his hardons in front of 
me, not naked, but you know how men do. I got the point. He had a dick 
and he wanted to fuck me with it.

"He would also sneak into my room with a flashlight and give me a 
thorough physical. He started doing that late in my sophomore year and 
he did that until I married Donny. It was almost a nightly affair in my 
senior year. I got used to it and could almost sleep through them, the 
fingering and all. I forgot, he also saw my tits. Hell, he watched them 
develop. Mom caught him at it at least once a week. They'd have words, 
but nothing was ever done about it, nothing that would stop it, anyway.

"Sometimes, she'd catch him at it and just say, 'Joshua, leave her alone 
and come to bed.' Sometimes, he would, but most times, he wouldn't. 
Sometimes, she stayed and watched and he took thirty minutes to an hour. 
Late in my senior year, it got kinda kinky. She'd sometimes hold the 
light or help take measurements, and they measured everything. My cunt 
alone took fifteen minutes.

He never actually fucked me. They must have had an agreement. He 
certainly could have."

"What do you mean, actually fucked?"

"I'm getting to that. They knew I was awake, feigning sleep. Hell, no 
one could sleep through that. The following day, nothing was said. 
Nothing was ever said.

It was as if it never happened. We'd do our Mormon thing, have a nice 
family dinner, read the Book of Mormon, say prayers, and go to bed. 
Within the hour, here they'd come. Off would go the covers and out would 
go the legs. As you might imagine, I loved every second, and when it got 
kinky, I really loved it."

"Now, we're getting somewhere."

"Yeah, it wasn't bad, but it didn't last long. That last month before 
the wedding it was like they pulled out the stops and got serious. They 
totally dispensed with measuring anything. By then, nothing ever changed 
so they just played with my nasty parts, usually both at once. They'd 
gotten rid of the flashlight and used a bright directional lamp on my 
night stand to light my body while keeping my head in shadow. I could 
open my eyes and watch everything they did without them knowing, because 
they were looking into a bright light if they looked to my face.

"That was great being able to watch. Hell, I didn't even bother feigning 
sleep.

A slight touch to the insides of my legs and I'd part them. A touch on 
the hip and I'd roll over. It didn't seem to matter to them that I was 
awake as long as I made like I was doing everything in my sleep. They 
even stopped talking in whispers, but it was like I was asleep and 
couldn't hear. They never spoke to me, just about me, and in the most 
vulgar terms, mostly talking about who wanted to fuck me, or who admired 
my tits, or legs, or ass, or what each of them told the Bishop during 
confession and how he reacted to descriptions of my body parts. We had 
some nasty Bishops, three during that period.

"The first kinkyness to occur was Joshua getting his dick out and 
running the head inside my slit. They must have discussed this bold 
escalation, because Mom didn't say anything. She held my cunt lips 
apart. That went on for quite a while until they had me roll over and he 
ran it through my ass crack. Mom straddled my lower back and I could 
feel her naked cunt on my skin. Before having me roll back over, she'd 
made a long slick on my back.

When I returned to my back, he straddles my chest and puts his dick 
between my tits. She presses them together and he starts fucking my 
tits. I'm staring right at the head of his cock each time it pushes 
through the flesh pillows of my boobs, and I know I'm going to get 
splattered with cum at any second. My chin is on my chest, so it's going 
to go in my face, and sure enough, he lets loose a gusher and it all 
goes in my face, mostly below my nose, mostly over my mouth.

"I'm sure they're going to clean me off, but they leave me like that. I 
am totally blown away, and the next morning, they were like always. 
Nothing happened. Each night, they added something new until he was 
pushing his dick all the way in my pussy to the balls, but not fucking, 
just in there. When I'd rolled over, he'd get it up my ass, and that's 
where he came, fucking me slowly.

"I got to where I loved a good ass fucking, and Mom always slimed my 
back during an ass fuck. Things got more bizarre in that last week. Mom 
began slimming my front and would practically fuck herself on my tits 
while Joshua was going down on me. Try lying still for that. He would 
also jack off on me before leaving.

They left me a slimy fucking mess. Mom never did slime my face, and he 
never came in my pussy, but he came awfully close to actual fucking. 
That's about it.

Nothing since then."

"I don't think you have any problem. They've had ten years to reflect on 
those times and think of all the things they wish they'd done. Here's 
what you do. You take Tammy over there and give them the rundown on what 
happened on the trip.

Get them thinking. Mention the dogs, but don't give details. Let Tammy 
do that.

Tell them that I ordered you to leave Tammy with them overnight, but you 
have to leave her in the nude. Tell them you have no choice and just do 
it. They won't stop you. Warn them not to try to save her soul because 
it will just confuse her being torn between two worlds. Ask that they 
accept her as she is until you can figure a way out of this mess."

"Humm, you're a genius. They'll have a hard time resisting her as she is 
now."

"Exactly. After they hear all of her stories and fuck her all night, 
they'll watch the tape and enjoy it. You're home free."

"That easy, huh?"

"It could be. You never know."

"The trouble is, she can't take a fucking all night."

 From the back seat: "I can so."

Arnold and Gail cracked up.

*******

It was good to be home and both gals were excited about going to see 
Grandma and Grandpa. Donny was there, but he'd been kept abreast by 
twice daily phone calls, so there wasn't much to say. He hovered around 
while they prepared for the visit, marveling at the changes in both of 
his girls, now his father's girls. He couldn't touch either without 
first getting his father's permission, and Gail found it amusing that 
she didn't need to remind him even with Tammy going out of her way to 
tempt him.

Gail waited until they were both ready before placing the call, knowing 
her mother would want them to hurry over. She answered on the first 
ring, and the first words out of her mouth were, "Did he...you know?"

"Rape us? Yes, Mother, and he wasted no time. He had Tammy giving him 
oral sex before we crossed the state line, and she lost her virginity 
just inside Colorado. In Denver, where we stayed the night, she lost 
every virginity several times over."

"Oh, my God, Gail, is she all right? Are you all right?"

"We're fine, a little sore, but we'll be back to normal in a few days. 
Well, as normal as two new whores can be."

"What?"

"Yes, he made us his whores. He has big plans for both of us. I'm sorry, 
Mom, but what can I do?"

"That man's a monster."

"Yes, and he's a horny monster with a lot of horny monster friends of 
both sexes."

"You get over here right away and bring Tammy with you. You both need a 
good dose of the Holy Spirit, and your father can confer a blessing on 
you both to protect you and help you get through this."

"I'm not sure anything will help after what we did in LA."

"What did you do in LA?"

"He made us entertain at a swinger's party that lasted four days and 
involved hundreds of perverts. It was so decadent, Mother."

"How...how decadent, Gail?"

"They had dogs, Mother, lots of horny male dogs, and you can imagine 
what those dogs did to us bitches."

"Tell me what they did."

"I can't describe it. You know what horny male dogs to bitches, don't you?"

"Good Lord, Gail. How many? What kind? Exactly what did they do and to 
whom?"

"Maybe Tammy can tell you. She thought it was fun. She thought the whole 
thing was fun. No child ever took to being molested like your 
Granddaughter did, and if she didn't walk on her hind legs and not drink 
from the toilet bowl, I'd swear she was a bitch, a bitch in heat."

"Oh, Lord!"

"You'll see. Mom, I have to ask you a favor. Please don't correct her 
behavior or language, and please don't hit her with a religious pitch. 
She has enough to deal with adjusting to being a whore. I don't want her 
torn between two worlds until I can figure a way to break her out of the 
one she's in."

"I understand, Gail. You're probably right. That would do more harm than 
good. I suppose she sees herself as a whore."

"Yes, a bitch whore, actually, and she's proud of it. She's a little sex 
pot and she thinks every adult desires her. I'm sure you two can handle 
it, but you don't ever want to be anywhere near Tammy and other adults, 
especially not church members, and pray a male dog never gets near her 
while you're holding her leash."

"Her leash?"

"Yes, her leash. Arnold put a dog collar on her with an attached leash 
with instructions that it remain on and someone has to be holding onto 
her leash when she's outdoors."

"That animal."

"It was her idea. He just gave her what she wanted. Perhaps she'll 
settle down in time, but right now, she thinks she's a little sex 
goddess or bitch. She can't decide which she prefers and goes back and 
forth. I'd keep her from you but I have orders from Arnold to deliver 
her to you--naked. He wants her to spend the night with you, and he 
wants me to pick her up in the morning in the same condition. I suppose 
you can refuse to see her. He can't blame me for that."

"Nonsense, you bring her over. There's no need to anger Arnold at this 
point. We can deal with Tammy in any condition. You bring Tammy; we'll 
get by. Don't you worry. We won't let her out of our sight, not for a 
minute."

Gail smiled to herself and couldn't resist saying, "She'll want to sleep 
with you in your bed. She hasn't slept in a bed by herself in a week. If 
you let her, don't plan on getting any sleep. And be warned, she's 
totally bisexual. You'll have to wear a tight girdle if you expect to 
keep her head out of your crotch."

Gail could now tell that her mother was masturbating and couldn't talk, 
so she added fuel to her vaginal fire by saying, "Believe me, I know. 
Arnold threw away all of my undies and made me sleep naked in the bed 
with them. She has an insatiable appetite and there's no stopping her."

Gail waited out the orgasm with a big smile on her face. Tammy had been 
listening and she, too, was smiling. After two minutes of silence, a 
sheepish voice came on the line and said, "I see, well, we'll just have 
to muddle through, won't we? I'm not inclined to torment the child. We 
can both sleep in the nude and permit whatever liberties she wants, if 
that's all right with you?"

"I would appreciate that very much, Mother. Perhaps the two of you, 
together, can slake some of this sexual hunger she has and give me and 
Donny a break."

"We'll do what we can. How soon can you get here?"

"We can leave right now--ten minutes."

"Good, I suppose we should slip into something more comfortable."

"Nude would suit her. Don't mind me. It wouldn't bother me in the least 
to see you two in the nude."

"I'll have to think about that, but I'm sure your father won't mind. I 
should say step father under the circumstances, although incest doesn't 
seem to matter with her, does it?"

"Not in the least. See you in ten." She hung up, turned to Tammy, and 
said, "Well, here we go again. Give Daddy a kiss good-bye."

Tammy smiled big then went into her father's arms and showed him what 
she learned about kissing. His eyes opened wide as her tongue went in 
his mouth.

Gail had to tap Tammy to break the kiss. "Come on, Lolita. We have 
perverts waiting on us."

*******

Gail stripped Tammy in the car while sitting in her parent's driveway 
with them peeking through the blinds. Gail wore a see-thru blouse and 
micro mine she bought in LA. Except for five-inch spike heels, that's 
all she wore, and the blouse was tied, not buttoned. She didn't even 
bother to look around to see if anyone was out. She walked to Tammy's 
door, opened it, and Tammy got out and on all fours. Together, they 
slowly walked to the front door where it opened as though on a sensor.

Her mother, wearing a short bathrobe, hurriedly ushered them in, then 
looked around outside to see who might have seen them. She was flustered 
when she turned to them and said, "Good Lord, Gail, couldn't you have 
taken her clothes off inside and made her walk, and look at you. You 
can't come here dressed like that. You're positively obscene."

"I have my orders, Mother. Don't think for a minute that this was my 
idea. He tells me what I can wear, and for this, I'm wearing it."

"Oh...I see."

Still flustered, June looked down to Tammy, watching the naked little 
bitch sniff her legs. Tammy was eyeing the part high up on the inner 
thighs, then boldly sent her hand, or paw, under the shorty robe, 
getting June by the crotch and sending all four fingers in the hole, 
raising June to tip toes in stiff reaction that made her suck air. She 
stifled her immediate reaction to grab the little arm and yank it free, 
then eased back to her heels and let her lung full of air out, watching 
the little girl fumble with the belt of the robe with her free hand, 
setting it free, then throwing both flaps off her front, making her 
grandmother cry, "Good Lord!"

Gail stared at the little hand working in her mother's cunt, watched it 
purse its fingers, then watched it go inside to the wrist, bringing June 
to her toes again as she exclaimed, "OH, JESUS!"

When she was back on her heels, getting her breath, she said, "This is 
going to take some getting used to."

"You're doing good, Mom. I was afraid you'd knock her across the room."

June was looking down at her impaled crotch while biting her lower lip. 
She said, "I'd never do that. It's not her fault. She's only doing what 
she was taught to do. We're not about to abandon our grandchild, and I 
don't see this situation getting any better anytime soon, do you?"

"Not for a few years, no."

Tammy was on her knees, hugged to June's left leg as she sent her other 
hand around to explore and probe her grandmother's asshole, sending her 
up on her toes again. June cried, "Fuck! She's sending a finger up my 
ass. Two. Excuse my fucking French."

As she settled to her heels, Gail said, "She thinks the anus is another 
sex organ. I hope you can get used to it."

"I'm used to it, believe me. It was just a shock coming from her. I can 
see I won't be needing this robe." The robe fell to the floor and June 
stood nude getting both holes worked over, trying to act cool and calm 
as she looked to Gail and said, "There, that wasn't so hard. Why don't 
you go on into the living room and see your father, no pun intended. 
He's already nude, and aroused, I might add. Don't be put off. We'll be 
right along."

Gail smiled and went to her stepfather. She found him sitting on the 
sofa sporting a throbbing erection proudly. He always was proud of his 
six thin inches. Gail gave it a hungry look just to please him, then sat 
in the dining chair they'd set before the sofa. In the short skirt, she 
shot him a beaver whether she wanted to or not, and it was now shaved 
bald and was trying to show how close she shaved. His wide eyes went 
straight between her parted legs and remained there. She sat back and 
placed her body on display, smiling. She had his complete and undivided 
attention until June and Tammy entered the room.

What a sight that was! June had Tammy clinging to her leg like a monkey 
and moved by throwing that straight leg out in front, then catching up 
with the left, now with one hand up each hole, which would have made her 
walk stiffly, anyway. Joshua sat with his mouth open.

As June came abreast of her spot on the sofa, she said, "Tammy, I can't 
sit with your hand up my ass. Would you mind?"

Tammy pulled her hand out slowly, and Gail said, "Tammy, go wash your 
hands or don't touch anything with it. Wash them good, and se lots of soap."

Alone with both flushed parents, Gail smiled and said, "You two are in 
for a rough night, I'm afraid."

Joshua said, "So, how are you handling this, Gail?"

"Day by day, incident by incident. Nothing shocks me anymore, that's for 
sure."

June said, "You must tell us all about this adventure you went on. How 
was it really, Gail, honestly. You needn't play games with us. We can 
see that you're sexually aroused."

"Gail looked from one to the other, then thought, "What the Hell, they 
can't cast any stones." She smiled and said, "I loved it. I loved every 
perverted second, and the more perverted it got, the more I loved it."

June said, "You must be talking about the dogs."

"That and much more. Things I'd never dreamed of. Actually, the dogs 
came on the scene early on. We are both well bred young ladies, trust 
me. You'll see for yourself. Marge took videos and mailed one to you. 
You should expect it to arrive tomorrow. You'll see how I responded to 
having my daughter bred to animals before a large group of people. 
Shameless and decadent don't come close to describing me."

Joshua said, "You need only confess and repent to set things right with 
Heavenly Father. You know that, Gail."

"True, but I'm in no position to repent. I'm in a position to repeat. 
We're getting several dogs, more like a kennel, all males, of course."

June said, "Were these dogs small? She looks none the worse for wear."

"If you call a shepard and a great dane small. Most were midsize. Only 
two were small."

Tammy returned to the room and Gail's parents waited to see what she'd 
do with them, each presented a crotch in open invitation. Tammy knelt 
between June's knees, reached over and took over the stroking of 
Joshua's cock for him as she dove on her grandma's beaver. June's head 
fell back and lolled on her shoulders as she let out a long moan.

Gail watched as her mother tried to adjust to the novel situation, 
making a better beaver, getting lower on the seat, drawing both legs up 
and laying then as flat as she could, staring into her own crotch with a 
dazed and dreamy expression.

Joshua couldn't decide where to look: at his cock being jacked off by a 
little hand with red painted nails, his sexy daughter masturbating, or 
his wife being eaten alive by an eight-year-old beauty queen--tough 
choice for a Mormon Bishop.

Judging by the passionate look on her mother's face, June hadn't been 
eaten by a girl since her lesbian affair, almost twenty years ago. What 
inhibitions she may have had about tolerating the act vanished with the 
fist lick. If anything, she now drew attention to herself by reaching 
down and pulling her fleshy cunt lips wide, just as Gail had done to 
excite Arnold and hundreds of others that came later.

June looked to Gail's pussy getting a thorough workout, then to Gail's 
face to say, "You like watching your daughter eat a woman's pussy, don't 
you, Gail?"

"I love it, and I saw her eat dozens. I knew you and Rhonda were licking 
each other's cunts, but I never got to actually see it."

"Too bad. I'm sure that was something to see, but this has to be better."

Joshua said, "I'm about to cum."

Tammy abandoned the cunt and dove on the cock, nursing like the starving 
calf again with June and Joshua's looking on with wide eyes and slack 
jaws. Seconds later, Joshua was lifting to the mouth in spasmodic jerks, 
grunting out his climax until he collapsed. Tammy nursed on his spent 
organ, then uncocked and dove on the pussy again, putting a surprised 
look on June's face as she cried, "She's pushing his load up my twat!"

"She loves spermy pussy, Mother."

"Good Lord!" June looked to Joshua and said, "That does it. I'm not 
repenting.

As long as my girls are under that pervert's thumb, I am, too." She 
looked to Gail and said, "You can tell him that, Gail. I'll be his 
whore, too, and he can put some of those dogs here or get more. Fuck 
anyone who doesn't like it! I'm serious." Turning to her open-mouthed 
spouse, she said, "I'm dead serious, Joshua. That goes for you and your 
fucking church, too, Bishop. If you want me to attend church services, 
I'll go dressed as Gail is. Take it or leave it."

The Bishop didn't know what to say, but he was getting another hardon. 
Minutes later, he got behind Tammy and fed that erection into her pussy 
and fucked the holy shit out of her. As they both recovered from 
orgasms, Gail stood, chucked her mother under the chin, and said, "Have 
fun, you slut. I'll be by in the morning, but I'll park at the curb and 
honk. Bring her out naked, both of you. I know that will be the first 
order Arnold gives you, so assume the order is given and prove what a 
good whore you'll be. He'll probably be in the car. We might come in the 
Lincoln. Bye!"

Gail walked out, pleased with the look her mother gave her--pure terror 
tempered by a willingness to prove herself. The whole Mormon population 
of Ridgemont, all two-hundred souls, was in for a rough ride, and Gail 
seriously thought about returning to the fucking flock with Tammy. No 
one ever told her she couldn't.

They just assumed. They could now assume she had to attend, and in the 
attire so prescribed, naked as God made her--Tammy, too.

Naked in the pews, another great fantasy about to be realized, and her 
father was the fucking Bishop. Life didn't get any better. Gail walked 
on air and waved to people who watched.
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