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A Family Sandwich
Chapter 8
Entry Number 238, Log 3, Notes on Project X: June 13
Reconciliation number one activated despite slight change in
plans. Mother and Father now know that they love each other; even
though they are not speaking, this will be soon rectified.
Reconciliation number two successful. Uncle Morgan has been
awakened to new horizons. Personality development as well as
character should follow swiftly. Mother now knows that I am a
woman, too. Important psychologically for her as well as for me.
Family reconciliation number three: The neighbors have agreed to
let me have Wolf for the afternoon. This should bring everybody
around if my calculations are correct. Also interesting side
experiment regarding animal husbandry.
Little Jeanie had often watched Wolf on her way to school and
coming home. And Wolf had often watched the little girl. In
fact, the big German Shepherd found Jeanie delightful in many
respects. As a human being she seemed abnormally intelligent, and
as a female she smelled wonderful. It was summer time and all his
senses were alert for the female odor, even though he was
frequently kept penned in the yard. Jeanie often looked out her
window down into his pen, and once she had seen a female dog
wander by, and had seen the two animals mating right through the
holes of the grill fence of Wolf's pen.
Now, as Jeanie slipped down the stairs and out the back door,
she first checked with the neighbor, a sullen beer-drinking, TV-
watching fellow home from work on the weekend who couldn't care
less if Jeanie took the animal for a walk.
"Sure, Jeanie!" Mr. Greer said. "Have a nice walk. Wolf
will protect you if anybody bothers you."
"Gee, thanks, Mr. Greer!" Jeanie gleefully went to the
animal's pen and opened the lock, letting a grateful Wolf outside
into the freedom of the day.
"Come on, Wolf, nice boy!" Little Jeanie led the
appreciative German Shepherd through the back yard and into her
house. After ascertaining everyone's whereabouts - Mother
upstairs nursing her crying jag in the bedroom, Uncle Morgan in
his room sulking and trying to decide whether to pack and leave or
to stay and find out what would happen next, Daddy in the living
room watching the baseball game on TV - Jeanie decided to set
herself up in the basement. Already her naked limbs shivered as
she descended the stairway quietly, Wolf following close behind.
She could feel his cold nose exploring and touching her legs
whenever he could. She wasn't wearing any panties. Certainly
what she was planning was nothing new, she told herself to renew
her confidence. She had read about and even seen pictures of such
things. Some of them she'd found in what her father thought was
his secret hiding place, under a bunch of magazines in the bottom
drawer of his desk. On investigation Jeanie had found that the
magazines became progressively more and more lewd as she went
through the pile. They started off with Man's Adventure, True
Male Stories, and the like, and then turned into more daring
photographic leaflets involving unclothed girls. Then at the very
bottom, wrapped in a plain paper bag, she found several small thin
books, one of them about a German Shepherd much like Wolf. It was
then that Jeanie had first gotten the spark of an idea that such a
performance might be of more than unusual interest to her moody
father.
Well, now she would find out for sure. Something was bound
to happen, no matter what. At the very bottom of the steps she
looked up to make sure the door had remained open, and then with
Wolf anxiously whimpering behind her, she passed the washer and
dryer and went to the old foam rubber mattress with its corduroy
cover that had been relegated to the basement.
"Come on Wolf, good boy!" Jeanie's voice betrayed an
underlying nervousness even as she positioned herself upon the
mattress. Beforehand, however, the ten year old turned on the
portable radio which was always kept on a shelf over the couch.
Jeanie's mother often played it when she was downstairs doing the
laundry. She found a rock station as Wolf, head over heels in
love, nuzzled the upper regions of the little girl's legs and
slender thighs.
Then Jeanie knelt upon the low mattress calling out soft
encouraging words to her animal friend. Her short dress fell
forward in folds around her waist as her naked buttocks and
thighs, white and looking pure as snow, presented themselves
lewdly to the amazed animal. Cradling her blonde head in her
arms, she held her breath fearfully and waited. What wouldn't she
do for her own personal pursuit of science and knowledge ... what
wouldn't she do for love?
She could feel the strange wetness of the furry animal's nose
now nuzzling directly into the moist pink slit of her presented
pussy. "Ooooooh!" she jumped at the contact, but forced herself
to remain as she was. Behind her Wolf growled a bit, and suddenly
the long lash of his tongue swept out and penetrated within the
soft folds of the little girl's trembling cunt.
"OH!" Jeanie tried to relax, but it was difficult under the
circumstances. Again and again now little snarls of lust came
from the nervously whining animal, who began to turn and sit, turn
and sit behind her, returning each time to the powerful attraction
of the little blonde's openly presented pussy.
Then a long wet rough tongue swept again and again against
the delicate female tissues of Jeanie's ten year old pussy, and
she began to tremble with excitement. It was beginning to feel
good. God, his big tongue felt wonderful back there!
When she was sure it was going to happen, that it had to
happen any moment now, she began to call.
"DADDY! OH DADDY, COME, COME RIGHT AWAY, DADDY!"
Upstairs in the living room, his bloodshot eyes barely
focusing upon the baseball game, it took Brint some while before
he realized that his daughter was calling him.
The disturbed husband had been in a daze since the terrible
revelation that his wife had been unfaithful to him, and the awful
aftermath during which he had shamefully sodomized her had done
nothing to alleviate his pain or to help him know what he ought to
do now. His brain swam with thoughts of divorce, of murder, of
reconciliation. Fran had not left her room all morning, and he
himself had left her crying in bed during the night long after
their brutal love-making. He'd slept badly on the same sofa which
he imagined to be the scene of his wife's indiscretion moments
before his return from work. And now he sat, unshaven and
disgruntled, more depressed and somehow lost than he'd ever been
in his entire life.
"What does that goddamned kid want!" he muttered aloud when
he finally realized that Jeanie was calling to him. "When the
hell's she going to camp, anyway?" But then Brint had a tender
moment for Jeanie. How would she take the news that her mother
and father were splitting up? How would Brint himself feel if he
knew he wasn't going to be able to see his wife or his daughter
whenever he wanted to?
The distressed father shuffled toward the sound of Jeanie's
voice, but his mind was on his wife upstairs. What if he went up
there and apologized to her? Heaven knew he wasn't the one who
ought to be apologizing, but what if he did? He couldn't remember
ever having done such a thing in their entire marriage ... but
perhaps something like that would be necessary to make things all
right between them again, something drastic! He felt an
unmistakable surge of lust as he remembered the feel of Fran's
tightening anal muscles around his cock the night before, and how
she had liked it at the end. God, how she'd liked it! Maybe he
should go up there and ... and maybe they could do other things,
too, things which they'd never tried before and of which he'd
always been sure Fran would disapprove.
Then he was standing at the top of the cellar steps, looking
down. He couldn't see anything, and he was slightly annoyed.
Brint had a raging erection caused by thoughts of an erotic
reconciliation with his wife, and he was anxious to see whether he
would or would not go upstairs to see her.
"What the hell is it, Jeanie? What do you want?" he called
down into the cellar.
"Would you get Mom, Daddy?" she asked. "There's something I
want to show you ... to talk to both of you about!" she called
back.
"Don't be silly, Jeanie ..."
"It's important, Daddy! Our whole family life could depend
upon it!" she cried anxiously. "Please, Daddy ... do it for my
sake!"
Brint remembered the image of his wife and daughter far from
him, of himself trying to lead a bachelor's life after all this
time. It was a lonely, horrible prospect. Perhaps if he could
get Fran to come down now it was the perfect excuse ... Jeanie had
said it was important. Yes, he'd try it!
"OKAY JEANIE ... I'LL GET HER!" he yelled down, and as he
turned the young father thought he heard an animal-like sound
coming from where his daughter was, but he thought it was probably
his imagination. He hurried up the stairs to get Fran.
* * *
Fran hung up the phone. It had taken quite an effort to
sound cheery and natural while talking to Giuliano, but she'd done
it. She'd put off their appointment until the following week and
then collapsed into bed again, her filmy negligee covering but not
hiding her voluptuously disturbed body.
God, what was going on inside her? Fran hadn't been able to
stop the trembling of her thighs, the tingling deep within her
since her husband had left her sobbing and wracked with both pain
and pleasure the night before.
The whole series of licentious events seemed to have had some
sort of permanent effect upon her, and as disturbed as her mental
processes were, the blonde housewife couldn't help letting her
fingers wander down to touch the tender hair-lined slit of her
awakened cunt from time to time. Each time she touched herself
there an explosion of fantasies leapt into her head and she seemed
to feel Morgan's touch again ... yes, her brother-in-law's and
even her daughter, Jeanie's, and then Brint's too! It was
terrible! Fran was just about to succumb to the desire to slip
her fingers into her own moistly pulsating cunt again when Brint
knocked on the door.
"It's me, Fran ... can I come in?"
Hesitantly Fran answered, "Yes ... yes, Brint, come in." Her
heart was pounding. Would he be able to see how excited she was?
Would he know that she was longing to be taken, to be fucked hard
right then and there? Despite everything, all their differences
and all of her odd transgressions, all the young wife could think
of was fulfilling the desire which bounded her naked loins beneath
her filmy gown.
When he told Fran that Jeanie had asked them both to come
downstairs, Fran rose immediately. Whatever it was, she knew it
would be important. She was frightened about what her daughter's
request might mean, yet the resigned mother knew that there was
probably no way to avoid whatever Jeanie had her mind set on.
Together, husband and wife descended the stairs and then together
they paused at the top of the cellar steps before going down. The
strange sounds were disquieting to say the least, but Fran led the
way and within seconds the startled parents were on the bottom
step looking at the most salacious sight imaginable.
Good God! What was happening to Jeanie? While her mother
and father watched she was on her knees between the giant German
Shepherd's open legs and the anxious, excited dog was mounting the
spread mounds of her firm young buttocks, furry paws wrapping
around her slender waist as if the beautiful young girl were a
bitch in heat. Both Fran and Brint could see the animal's
glistening, scarlet dog-cock slipping from its huge sheath,
dripping freely, its tapered point jerking and dancing as the
animal hunched in close to the nakedly offered loins, endeavoring
to bury the pink lean tip and the thickening shaft into the little
girl's visibly moist pussy!
"JEANIE!" Both Fran and Brint dashed forward in unison, but
the sound of the little girl's voice stopped them dead in their
tracks.
"NO! DON'T STOP HIM ... DON'T DO ANYTHING. CAN'T YOU SEE I
WANT IT TO HAPPEN?"
The stunned parents, each in a state of shock over other
events that had taken place in their lives, responded and obeyed
their daughter's command almost as though they had been hypnotized
by their need for guidance, their need for someone to tell them
what to do when there was chaos clamoring around them.
Little Jeanie felt her taut belly constricting while she
knelt in a fearful, half-mesmerized daze herself. She sensed Wolf
mounting her, his soft furry body crowding in toward her trembling
white child's buttocks, his forelegs clutching at her hips
powerfully. The dog's beautiful tongue had rekindled the wild
sensation in her young, already violated loins, a sensation the
little girl had first felt with her Uncle Morgan. Now, even more
so than with her father's brother, she found herself sobbing as
she looked back at the dog, shifting her quaking round ass-cheeks
in an effort to try and capture the lengthening animal cock. How
she wanted the long slippery organ inside her, had to have it
inside her to quell the insane tingling spasms that were
continually increasing within her flaring young pussy.
Now she reached back between her widespread thighs, aware of
her stunned mother and father close by watching as she grasped the
wet shaft and caused the stimulated Wolf to half-growl, half-
whimper while the little girl tried to place the pointed tip of
his cock at the tiny mouth of her passion-flushed, moist vaginal
opening.
Immediately the great animal thrust and Jeanie screamed with
mind-shattered delight.
"Aaaaaaaahh!" the impaling length of animal flesh slid into
her welcoming pussy and the animal growled fiercely while his
hairy forepaws clutched possessively at her tiny waist, thrusting,
thrusting and spreading the young girl's vaginal passage open
wider and wider as he hammered his long animal cock deep up inside
her tight, pulsing channel.
Fran turned to see her husband watching in lascivious
fascination, gawking in amazed lust as the thick scarlet canine
shaft slithered forward with a wet charge deep into his own
daughter's cunt, the dog's hairy black balls swinging beneath
Jeanie's damp, almost hairless cunt. The disturbed father was
watching the animal bucking frenziedly at his willing young
daughter's lovely trembling buttocks, attempting to skewer her
onto the last remaining inches of his still growing and glistening
cock.
Heaven help us all! Fran thought, groaning inwardly. This
sight of her daughter being fucked by an animal was debasing them
beyond all reason. But then the very helplessness of their
situation, the obscene incidents that had been plaguing them as a
family, set something else off within her. The sight of her
daughter and the very idea of all the things she had done so far
began to luridly excite her, causing a sudden renewal of the
hunger in her loins to agitate her, and a low exotic moan broke
from the young wife and mother's lips. Her eyes implored Brint,
and she could tell that even though he didn't understand what was
happening or why, he wanted her too!
Subconsciously a fire stormed through her and she pushed
herself up against her husband, wildly undulating her near-naked
hips and loins against him, feeling his hand wrap around her to
squeeze at her buttocks beneath the thin material of her gown to
push his rock-hard cock forward, grinding it into the split formed
by his wife's trembling thighs.
"Take me ... take me, Brint ... right now!" she whispered to
him lewdly. "Jeanie wants us to ... Jeanie wants us to be ...
happy!"
"CHRIST!" Brint spat out. "Jesus Christ!"
She felt her husband pushing her down, down to the ground.
She knelt before him in an instant, feeling him fumbling with the
zipper of his pants, then understanding reaching her, she helped
him to free the lewd bobbing thickness of his cock to her eyes.
It grazed warmly against her face.
Oh, I love it, she thought, how I love him!
* * *
Morgan tiptoed down the stairs, his bag in his hand. The
young man was just about to go out the door when he spotted the
cellar door open and heard the very strange sounds emanating from
down there. Curious, he moved to find out what it was all about.
He had finally decided to leave his brother's house - the forces
at work here were really too much for him to understand. For the
first time, Morgan Cooper felt that he had bitten off more than he
could chew. How did one cope with an insatiable ten year old who
sets you up to sleep with her mother, your own sister-in-law? He
had once thought himself lacking in principals, but now he
wondered if after all he didn't have quite a few of the normal
moralistic attitudes that he'd so often mocked in others.
Whatever his decision might have been in this regard, it was
forever changed by the sight of what was taking place in the
basement of the Cooper household. And Morgan Cooper knew that he
would never be able to leave until he too had established his mark
as an integrated member of the family, whatever that might entail.
Morgan could see his wildly back-thrusting little niece,
captivated completely by the furiously fucking dog as he continued
to fuck, pistoning into the trembling softness of her willingly
upheld buttocks. Moans of bliss came from Jeanie's lust-slackened
lips as the hairy forelegs clung to her soft white rotating hips.
In the foreground, his brother and sister-in-law, who had
carried on so the evening before that their noises had almost
shaken the house and had certainly given every reason to believe
that they never wanted to have anything to do with each other
again, now were linked together in an obscene position that made
Morgan understand that Jeanie had worked her lewd magic again.
Brint smiled down at his wife while she stroked his cock
slowly, lewdly moving the thick foreskin up and down over the
blunt head. Smoothly his big hand slipped beneath his wife's
wealth of long blonde hair, easing behind her neck and head. He
was drawing her face downward, the bulbous knob of his cockhead
seeping a small drop of clear liquid from the moist split at its
tip.
In his ears, Brint could hear his daughter's love moans. It
was all fitting into place, wasn't it? None of them were meant
for the average normal life ... why had he always pushed himself
toward it? Why hadn't he ever let Fran know how much, how
desperately he loved her and always had?
"Lick it, honey," he whispered. "Lick it like a lollipop.
Hurry ... then I'll fuck you with it!"
Abruptly, a maddening excitement and desire welled up inside
of Fran and she felt her husband writhe and heard him groan as she
drew back the foreskin from his feverishly hard cock and then
lowered her beautiful face as if magnetized by the wonder of his
penis. She sucked in her breath and flicked out her pink pointed
tongue to bring it into warm contact with the soft rubbery tip.
Then she swirled it around slowly, wetly, experimentally, while he
twisted and jerked beneath her, taunting until her tongue tip
finally found the little split at its end and wiggled into it.
Brint looked up to see his younger brother approaching, stark
naked, his clothes trailing on the steps behind him.
"Christ, you too?" he said, but then he realized he didn't
really give a shit, not so long as Fran was his and Jeanie was his
and they loved him and wanted him around. He could see that
Morgan's cock was hard and ready, and as the younger man
approached the kneeling Fran, Brint realized for the first time
that his wife had not been mating with a stranger the day before;
she had been with his own brother! In his distorted vision of his
new thinking, this seemed better, far better than what he had
originally thought.
"You've been fucking him before, haven't you?" he asked Fran
gently, while she tasted the pungent tang of the droplets of his
seminal fluid.
Her head nodded yes, as she realized that someone was behind
her, lifting her gown. That someone could only be Morgan, her
husband's younger brother. Then she felt his cock slipping
thrillingly into the revealed lips of her already seeping cunt,
and he was squatting behind her, pushing up into her desire-
drenched pussy. She lowered her wanting lips slowly onto her
husband's rigid cock, her spirits soaring at the dual entry, one
thick hard penis in her clasping cunt, the other, her husband's,
in her open mouth. She encompassed the spongy head between her
lips, rubbing the full length of her tongue down along Brint's
rock-hard penis, going as far as her ovalled mouth would reach
over it as his brother's cock rose as high as it could within the
secret confines of the young wife's hair-lined cunt.
Above her, Brint grunted with pleasure and began to roll his
strong hips, sliding his thick lecherous cock in and out of his
wife's willing mouth with a wet sucking sound, knowing that she
was being royally fucked at the same time by his brother behind
her and that his little daughter was still groaning lustfully
beside him and in full sight of all of them on the mattress, her
tender naked body covered and penetrated by that of a dog! With
one hand he entangled his fingers in her long blonde hair, as with
his other he felt the puffing of her cheeks beneath him and her
head bobbing lewdly on the end of his thrusting cock while her
whole supple satiny body quivered with the powerful jolts of his
brother's plunging cock smashing into her sweet tender young cunt
from behind.
Christ! This was fantastic! What he seemed now to have been
waiting for all his life!
Fran's brain reeled ecstatically and her body was alive with
sheer sensual bliss while she sucked and tasted wantonly at the
ever-expanding cock in her mouth. Then she thought of it
ejaculating, and suddenly she wanted something else and wanted it
right away.
Her lips left the glistening wet shaft of her husband's penis
as she lifted her mouth to place her request, and willingly and
swiftly the two brothers complied.
They were turning her over, taking off her thin gown, placing
her near the low mattress on which Jeanie and Wolf struggled in
ecstatic bestiality. Then finally they had done it, both naked
now, both hard male bodies touching hers, pressing her, making her
more woman than she'd ever been before.
"AAAAAH! God, yes!" she cried. "I can feel both of your
cocks beautifully hard inside me! Faster ... faster, damn you,
faster and harder! Oh yes, yes, fuck me harder, harder!"
She lay on her side between them, her legs intertwined as the
two brothers took her, one from the front and one from behind.
Her husband penetrated the depths of her willingly wide-held
rectum while his brother in front of her arched his ever-
thickening cock up into the tight cavern of her quivering hot
pussy.
The thought of having the two men making love to her at once
was driving her toward a whirlwind of cyclonic lust. It seemed to
go on forever, and yet she wanted to go on and on and never stop.
The freedom, the mounting erotic bliss of it, the hands, two
brothers' hands clutching and gripping at her, making her know
that she was loved and desired as she'd never known it before.
She was completely and helplessly impaled from above and below,
her brain reeling. Nothing mattered but the tremendous sensation
of subliminal ecstasy about to explode within her.
As little Jeanie looked and saw what was happening to her
mother and how happy her father and Uncle Morgan looked, she felt
a sudden tensing of her loins. She could feel the stiffly
pistoning dog's cock behind her begin a new motion.
"OH MOMMY, DADDY, UNCLE MORGAN! IT'S HAPPENING! OOOHHHHH!"
The engrossed trio managed to watch as their own fiery lusts
continued in the groveling slippery sex-thrusts that joined them
in love. From different positions on the floor beside her, they
saw little Jeanie's mouth gasp open in a choking scream as she
began to toss her head from side to side wildly, her long golden-
blonde hair flailing and whipping about her shoulders. She was
beginning the paroxysm of orgasm as her mother and father and
uncle watched and saw their precious child and niece screwing her
naked buttocks back salaciously against the dog like a rutting
bitch. The huge animal's tongue hung loosely from his mouth as he
fucked into the high-waving child's buttocks from behind. Again
Jeanie cried out and rammed back against the animal deliriously,
just as he jerked forward and his stiff cock began the spurting of
his sperm deep into the little girl's clasping, milking cunt.
Jeanie's white rounded buttocks began contracting, hollowing and
tensing, indicating the climatic upheaval within her quaking belly
as she came against the pulsing cock within her convulsing cuntal
walls. Wolf whined and called out his own pleasure while she felt
his hairy body brushing against her naked buttocks and moaned out
the last palpitating spasms of her excitement. She fell forward
exhausted, just in time to hear her mother's first climax as she
felt the two rising cocks within her belly and rectum thrusting
upward with all their might.
"NOOOOOWWWWWWWW! YES, IT'S HERE! NOWWWWWWW, OH GOD, THE TWO
OF YOU!"
Jeanie smiled to herself at the sound of her mother's
contented voice, and she felt exhausted as the immediately
deflated cock of the powerful Wolf slipped from her ravaged
passage. She felt the dog step over her prostrate outstretched
body and go to curl up on the cooler floor, exhausted himself by
the little girl's love-making.
Even though she was very tired, Jeanie raised her hands and
slipped her dress off over her head. Then she stepped forward to
where her father and mother and uncle lay writhing upon the floor.
"Why don't we all go up on the bed?" she suggested amicably.
But her eyes were on her father, and as he returned her gaze, she
saw him gently unwind himself from her mother and her uncle and
reach for her as she pulled him backward against her nakedness
onto the mattress.
"Hey, Mom ..." Jeanie called as she felt her father's kisses
hot upon her tiny breasts and could already feel the nuzzling of
his cock into the still wet split of her tight little cunt. "Come
on ... you too, Morgan ... let's make a Daddy sandwich!"
"I'm for that!" Brint grunted, just as he felt the heavenly
sensation of his little girl's tender palpitating pussy wrapping
around his up-worming cock.
"OH GOD, I'M FOR THAT!" he added unnecessarily.
Epilogue
Final Entry Number 250, Log 3, Notes on Project X: July 23 -
Family reconciliations one, two, and three completed. Daddy has
quit his job to become a writer. Morgan has entered an executive
training program in the city. Mother is modeling again, but at
night we continue experiments of this project. I feel it
unnecessary to add any further comments at this time however,
other than a self-congratulatory note on the absolute success of
this project. We must go on from here!
The End
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