STRIP - Chapter Three - Boosting Bethany

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This is Chapter Three of a multi-part Naked In School story.  The characters:

Father:  Dick Treyshun
Mother:  Cassi Fallopia
(Second marriage for each.)
Son (his):  Rod Treyshun
Daughter (hers):  Penny Fallopia
Bethany:  Penny's best friend, hot for Rod

In Chapter Two, Rod spills part of the beans and a load of semen with Penny, who 
learns that their mother played around with Rod.  Rod keeps the fact that they 
had sex secret, but just barely.  Dick overhears Penny and Rod's sexual playing 
and believes they've gone all the way.  On the first day of STRIP before her son 
leaves for school, Cassi confronts Rod about what Dick heard.  Rod swears they 
only played around by touching, and then coaxes his horny mother into a second 
coupling.  

This chapter picks up that evening.

To carry the story foreword with strong emotion, I change the Point Of View 
(POV) character in different scenes.  A scene divider indicates scene changes 
and possible POV changes as well.

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Rod strutted into the house, head held high.  His first day of STRIP was more 
successful than he's ever imagined, and it was all due to practicing with his 
mother, which gave him the confidence he needed.  The program administrators 
checked their records twice, since Rod's behavior patterns didn't seem to match 
those of a student needing STRIP.  In practice, his demeanor earned him quite a 
reputation.  He would have been home earlier, but when he walked past the 
practice field, all of the cheerleaders except one ran to the chain link fence 
and called out to him to stop and chat.  Their coach was not pleased.  

A note on the kitchen counter read:

Rod and Penny,
I'm at a charity auction this evening.  Dad seems to be chained to his new 
project.  There are leftovers in the fridge.  DO YOUR HOMEWORK!
Love,
Mom

Rod was glad Dad was distracted by his big project.  He winced at the thought of 
facing his father after having sex with his mother twice, let alone what Dad 
thought about what he'd done with Penny.  The more time Dad spent at work, the 
better.

Penny dragged in just as Rod put the note down.  Her shoulders drooped, and a 
lock of hair that had escaped from her ponytail waved against her cheek.  "You 
are an ass!"

"Huh?"

"You disrupted our practice, or didn't you notice?"  Penny's fists were on her 
hips.  

In her cheerleader sweater and skirt, she reminded Rod of SuperGirl.  "I was 
just walking home.  It's not like I asked them to pay attention."

"You don't know the half of it, although maybe I shouldn't tell you.  Your head 
is already three sizes too big."

"Go ahead."  Rod folded his arms across his chest.  "I can take it."

"Seems like the whole school is buzzing about you.  And since none of the 
cheerleaders are in STRIP, they pestered me for details.  Were you seeing 
anybody?  What it was like to live with you?  Hell, some asked if I'd seen you 
naked up close."

"And you told them?"

"What do you think?  I disavowed everything.  I even lied about us sharing a 
room."

"As much for your reputation as mine.  If they learned one of the prettiest 
girls in school was doing it with a plastic penis-"

"Well, I could tell them about you and Mom."  Penny's hands flew to her mouth.  
"No, oh please, I'm sorry!  I could never do that."

Rod grunted.  "Mom left a note.  She's at some auction and Dad's working late 
again.  There are leftovers in the fridge.  You hungry?"

"More for details about your day than food, but let's make plates and go 
upstairs."

Rod dished out lasagna and reheated it while Penny toasted some bread and 
slathered it with garlic butter.  They took their individual plates and cans of 
soda upstairs to their shared room.

Penny chewed and swallowed a bite of lasagna.  "You know, no matter what we do, 
we seem to be getting worse instead of better.  I think Coach Flynn is going to 
disband the group altogether."

"She won't do that.  You girls made it to the semis last year, and everybody is 
still on the squad.  What's different?"

"We didn't have the distraction of STRIP last year."  Penny crunched into the 
bread.

Rod stabbed a forkful and raised it to his mouth.  "But we don't parade around 
the school naked, so how can we be disruptive?"  The lasagna fell back onto his 
plate.

"See, that's just the point.  Us normal kids, we're out of the loop.  You and 
the others, like Bethany, you're off in a restricted space, doing who knows 
what."

"You want details?  I've got a copy of the brochure."  Rod looked around.  "I 
must have left my backpack downstairs."

"Don't bother.  After school, Bethany told me what she was asked to do."

"Probably the same as me.  Get undressed, get paired up with a partner, and 
touch each other."  Rod's cock was hard, from the retelling and the memory of 
fondling his sister.  "So, how did she like it?"

"She didn't.  She stuck to her guns and said no, just like her parents told 
her."

"To everything?"

"Well, she told me she stripped down to a leotard over her bra and panties, but 
that's all.  The STRIP counselor was really pissed, and so was her partner for 
the exercises.  So, how was your experience?"

"Really good.  The girl, we aren't supposed to use names outside of our 
sessions, she and I did a lot of foreplay.  Kind of like what you and I did."

"And you and Mom, evidently."

"Yeah."  But not the whole thing.

Penny rubbed her hand on the sheets, and glanced over at Rod's bed.  "My sheets 
have been changed.  They don't match yours.  What happened?"

"There was kind of an accident."

"What?  Were you eating on my bed?  Bad enough you make a mess of your side of 
the room."

"It was more like a spill."

"Of what?"

Rod took a deep breath.  It was okay to tell his sister the truth, right?  He 
just had to tell somebody.  "Mom and I had sex on your bed, and some of my semen 
leaked out."

Penny jumped to her feet.  "You what?"  She marched back and forth, flailing her 
arms.  "You fucked Mom?  How could you?"

"You have no idea how hot she is.  And needy.  Sexier than almost any of the 
female students."

"Mom gets plenty from Dad.  You've heard them going at it."

Rod had memories of the grunting and moaning and groaning and the occasional 
holler.  "But not lately."

"You said sexier than almost any, huh?  So who's hotter?"

"Well, you can't tell her, but I'd say Bethany."

"Oh man!  You've got the hots for my best friend?  What a clichŽ!  She told me 
she's in a different STRIP section than you, so she hasn't seen you undressed, 
right?  Or vise versa?"

"With those eyes and those lips, I don't care what the rest of her looks like."

"Let me get this straight.  Bethany is hotter than Mom, even though you've never 
seen Bethany undressed and you've had sex with Mom?"

"Yeah, that's right, just the thought of Bethany, fully clothed, gets me stiff."  
Rod swallowed hard.  "But so do you."

"Me?  You're just saying that so I'm-"

"Oh yeah!  Last night, you felt me, I was so hard-"

"Prove it."

"Now?"  Rod looked down at his plate.  "But we're eating."

"Last night, you got me hornier and more satisfied that I've ever been.  Right 
now, I want you to show me what you've done with Mom.  Everything."

"Well, okay.  Except, she made me promise not to have sex with you, and I 
won't."

"You flew across the room the other night and practically raped me with my 
dildo.  And that was after you promised you'd stay on your side."

"That's different."

"Sounds the same to me.  Anyway, where did you start with Mom?"

Rod stood up and put his plate on his desk.  "Dad told me to undress, waist 
down."

"Dad was there?"

"In the beginning, but then he left to pick you up and things just kind of 
progressed."

"Okay, let's not get ahead of ourselves.  What happened next?"

"She played with my penis."

Penny ditched her plate as well.  "Like this?"  Penny stroked Rod's cock, just 
like she had before, but slower, more deliberate.

"Yeah, like that.  And Dad had me touch between her legs."

"With her panties on?"

"Yeah.  Until he left, and then she took them off."

"I'll save you the extra step."  Penny dropped her skirt and slipped off her 
panties, more like a thong.  Rod felt for her smooth vaginal area.  Penny was 
moist, so he probed a bit with one finger, then two.  "Ooh, your fingers feel 
good.  Then what?"

"She sucked me.  Not all of it, cause she gagged."

Penny took Rod's cock in her mouth and opened her throat.  Rod's cock made it 
halfway down, once.  "That's not so hard.  I mean, difficult."

"And then I put my face between her legs."  Rod moved forward, anxious to taste 
his sister's pussy.  It would provide an opportunity for comparison, with his 
Mother, and tomorrow, with one of his female classmates.

"Tell you what?  Let's get into 'sixty-nine' position."

"What's that?"

"Head to foot.  Then we can do each other at the same time.  Here, lay down."  
Penny climbed on top, her open thighs above Rod's face.  She kissed his dick.  
"So, go on.  Show me what you did with Mom."

"You'll have to lower your hips."

Penny accommodated Rod's request.  He slipped his tongue between the labia.  
Penny was moist.  He kissed her pussy, open mouth.  

"That's nice."  She bucked her hips.  "So, is this what you did at school?"

"Oh no.  Nothing as intimate as this.  Just kissing and fondling.  But it was 
only the first day."

"So how did you get a reputation so quickly?"

"I don't know.  I just didn't hesitate.  When the mentor told me to do 
something, I did it.  And the girls seemed to like it pretty well.  They smiled 
after I kissed them, and they liked when I reached up for their breasts."  Rod 
snuck his hand along Penny's sides and filled his hands with Penny's perfect 
tits.  "Kind of like this."  He rubbed his palms against her nipples.

"Oh God.  That is so, so, well, so hot.  No wonder the girls liked you so much."

Penny spun around under Rod.  They faced each other, his cock bouncing against 
her thighs.  "So, what else did you and Mom do?"

"I told her about defending her honor when one of my classmates said nasty stuff 
about her.  She pulled me close and called me her hero.  I didn't get it then, 
but she was rubbing my penis against her vagina.  Boy, was she slippery.  With 
no effort at all, she wedged me in.  And then, boom, suddenly I was balls deep 
inside."

Penny rubbed Rod's cock against her vagina.  "Like this?"

Rod jerked away.  "Oh no you don't!  I promised Mom that we wouldn't."

"But I'm so horny.  Please?"

"We can do what we did last night.  That was hot, right?  Where's your purple 
pretend penis?"

"My dildo?"  She leaned to one side and pulled it from the wall side of her bed.  
"Here it is.  So are you going to masturbate me again?"

"Sure, if it'll help."

Penny's eyes went wide.  "I know what we can do.  Wait here."

Rod laid back and stroked his cock.  Mom wouldn't know if he and Penny had sex.  
Oh, but he would, and he couldn't live with that deception.  Hell, how would he 
ever face this father?

Penny returned with a roll of duct tape.

"You're not going to tie me down, are you?"

"Nope.  Here, are you fully hard?"  She stroked him couple of times.  "Seems 
hard to me."

"Oh yeah. This is about as hard as I get."

"Good."  Penny ripped off a couple of pieces of duct tape, placed the dildo 
along the underside of Rod's erection, and secured the plastic penis to Rod's 
very real one.  "There.  Now you can pretend to fuck me, using the dildo."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and this will leave your hands free for, oh, whatever comes to mind."  
She pulled off her sweater, flung her bra on the floor and laid back on her bed.  
"Did Mom take her top off?"

"Yeah, near the end.  God, she has sensitive nipples."  Rod knelt between 
Penny's open thighs and positioned the dildo for entry.  "Can you aim it?  I 
don't want to puncture you."

"Oh, you won't."  Penny put the dildo just inside her labia.  "Now, lean 
forward."

The plastic penis slid in easily.  No surprise, given how Rod had pummeled her 
pussy the night before.  He rocked forward and back, getting deeper each time.  
In just a few strokes, he'd gotten the dildo as far in as possible.  The head of 
his prick was jabbing at the mound just above Penny's pussy.

"Oh God!  Your cock is bumping my clit."

"It is?  How does it feel?"  Rod could feel the upper area of labia spread with 
the pressure of his cock.  

"You'd better not stop."

Rod palmed one of Penny's breasts as he thrust his hips.  He used the memory of 
fucking his Mother to govern his behavior.  After all, he'd gotten his Mother 
off.  This was different, because it wasn't his cock inside his sister, just a 
plastic replica.  But bumping against her clitoris?  That was a stroke of good 
fortune.  Rod's cock seemed to get even harder as it assaulted her groin.  The 
head was quite sensitive, and tingled, just as it had when he'd shot sperm into 
his mother.  "Penny, I think I'm gonna-"

"Do it!  Don't stop, just fuck me.  Ohhh!"

Rod pushed the plastic cock all the way in and nestled the head of his cock 
against Penny's spread labia.  He wiggled and pressed, enjoying the friction.  
He thought he could feel her clit pressing against his penis opening, as if she 
was fucking him.  "Oh man, oh man, oh yes, I'm gonna-Ó His cock head blossomed, 
and cum spurted onto Penny's open labia.  Rod pulled back, the plastic penis 
leaving Penny's vaginal opening a well for Rod's semen.  "God, that was 
awesome."

"Fucking me with that cock of yours would have been even better.  Now you go do 
the dishes while I clean up."

"Nope.  You clean me up first, and then I'll do the dishes."

Penny ripped the duct tape off Rod's prick.  

"Oww!"

"I'll kiss it and make it better."  Penny bent down and licked the dribbles of 
cum off his cock.  It throbbed, resuming its erect stature.  "Show-off!"  She 
gathered her clothes and crossed the hall to the bathroom to wash herself off.

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As Penny used a washcloth on the opening to her vagina, she thought about Rod's 
exploits with their mother.  The words their parents shared with their two kids 
on their wedding day echoed in her head.  "There will be no favoritism in this 
house.  You'll both be treated with the same love and respect. Even Steven."  
So, if Rod could have sex with Mom, then I should be able to have sex with Dad, 
thought Penny.  That's Even Steven, right?  I wonder if I can get him to agree?

She marched downstairs wrapped in a bath towel.  Rod was washing their dishes, 
naked.  "That STRIP program has changed you."

"Yep.  I'm not shy any more."  His cock waved as he sponged off a plate.

The phone rang, and Penny answered it.  "Hello?"

"Oh Penny, I don't know what to do."  It was Bethany, with panic in her voice.  
"What's the matter?"

Bethany's voice was a whisper.  "The mentor from STRIP sent home a note saying 
that I wasn't participating.  My folks went ballistic.  But it was their 
direction that caused me not to cooperate.  So no matter what I do, I'm wrong.  
Oh God, this is driving me crazy."  Bethany sobbed into the receiver.

"Take a deep breath and calm down."  Penny glanced at Rod, his self-assured 
penis still semi-erect.  "I'll take care of everything.  Take Rod home with you 
tomorrow after school.  Your folks will still be at work, right?'

"Uh huh."

"Just trust me.  It'll all work out.  Later."  Penny hung up.

Penny crossed the kitchen to join her brother at the sink.  "Can you do me a 
favor?"  Penny's hand found its way to Rod's cock.  She gave it a squeeze.  

His prick nodded.  "If you mean have sex with you-"

"No, although you know I'd like to."  Penny leaned forward and frenched her 
brother.  "I'd like you to help Bethany out.  You know, give her some coaching."

"You must be kidding!  Getting my hands on Bethany, even with her clothes on, 
would be like a dream come true!  Of course I will."

She dropped her towel and stood close to her brother.  "But not like what you 
and Mom did."

"You mean, no sex."  Rod faced his sister, held her close and cupped her ass.

Penny adjusted Rod's cock so it pointed at the gap between her thighs.  
"Precisely!   She really likes you, and from what she told me on the phone, 
she's in jeopardy of failing the STRIP program.  Maybe you can get her 
comfortable doing some of that foreplay stuff, so she'll pass."  

"Don't worry about the sex thing.  STRIP prohibits it among students."  Rod 
rocked back and forth, his cock skimming Penny's labia.  "But are you sure 
she'll even want to be alone with me?"

"Just don't make any plans for tomorrow after school."  Penny kissed Rod hard 
and squeezed her thighs together, trapping his cock for an instant.  "And treat 
her right, okay?"  And with that, Penny scooped her towel from the floor and ran 
upstairs.

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Dick was glad he'd prepared for his new project over the weekend because his 
marathon sessions on Monday and Tuesday had left him distracted. When his boss 
and the supplier played golf, all of them had been guys. Even the caddies had 
been male college students. But the primary workers that Dick met with every day 
were two women. Given Dick's horny nature and Cassi's unavailability and 
unwillingness, it didn't take much to get him erect or throw him into a daydream 
fantasy. On Wednesday Gwen the vendor project leader wore a scoop neck blouse 
that billowed away from her chest every time she leaned over to show Dick some 
details on the project schedules and specifications. What Dick focused on was 
her cleavage, a valley between two breasts that reminded Dick of his visit to 
the Grand Canyon.  And when Gwen stood up straight and pushed her shoulder back, 
her tits made Cassi's look like mosquito bites. Bridget, the other vendor rep, 
was shorter than Gwen but even chestier.  Her blouses strained, the buttons 
almost popping off.  She made the casual comment, "Thank God it's Hump Day."  
Dick imagined throwing Bridget onto the conference room table, ripping off her 
clothes and forcing himself into her.

"Uh, Dick, what's your team's status?" asked Gwen.

Dick wiped perspiration from his upper lip.  He remained seated to present 
instead of standing.  The last thing he wanted was to showing off the erection 
that tented his pants.  How unprofessional!

"Are you all right?" asked Gwen.

Bridget touched his forehead. "You're sweating. You must have a fever."

Dick was hot all right. Didn't these women know how they were affecting him?  
"I'm fine.  Let me go through-"

"The hell you will. The last thing we need is for you to infect the team. Go 
home. Force down some hot liquids. Get into bed. You've been working yourself 
really hard and we appreciate it but you shouldn't burn yourself out."

Dick wanted to get in bed and force some hot liquids up into his wife, but she 
was having none of that.  The swaying hips didnÕt help his condition as they 
left the room.  Dick gathered some project documents and drove home, still 
thinking about sex.

The ride home was quick, since Dick avoided rush hour traffic by his early 
departure.  Cassi's car was missing from the garage.  She was probably avoiding 
him. How deeply playing around with her son Rod must have affected her.  School 
was already out, but Rod and Penny were involved in so many activities, he 
didn't expect to see them for hours.  The phone rang.  "Hello?"

"Dad?"

It was Rod. "What's up, kiddo?"

"You're home early. ÊAnything wrong?  Where's Mom?"

"No problems, just compensation for those late nights. Work life balance. ÊYour 
mom didn't leave a note."

Rod was quiet for a few seconds.  "Are you going anywhere?"

"Nope. Just gonna take it easy."  And not think about sex.  "Why?"

"No reason. I'm going to a chess club practice so I'll see you later."

"Rod, are you okay?  We haven't talked about STRIP or-"

"IÕm fine Dad.  Really.  STRIP is cool, better than I thought.  Mom's coaching 
really helped.  We can talk about it later.  Gotta go."

Dick imagined being in STRIP as an eighteen year old, touching naked female 
classmates.  Given how horny he was, nothing would have prevented him from 
fucking one of them.  Maybe all of them, one at a time.  Looking for a 
distraction, Dick checked the fridge for something to eat.  There were leftover 
hot dogs and buns from a cookout.  Laying the wiener in the bun reminded Dick of 
putting his cock into Cassi's pussy.  He stroked the hot dog up and down the 
bread, lubricated by a squirt of mustard.  Dick stuck the sandwich in the 
microwave and went looking for side dishes.  There were potato chips in the 
pantry but no cans of soda in the fridge so he plodded down to the basement.  In 
the laundry area, a huge pile of sheets was stacked next to the rack that held 
cases of soda.  He grabbed a couple of cans.  That's strange, he thought.  Cassi 
usually does linens once a week.

Dick had taken one bite of the microwaved sandwich when the doorbell rang.  It 
was Bethany, as covered up as ever.  "Hello, Mr. T."

That had been her nickname for him ever since they first met.  Dick harkened 
back to the old Happy Days TV show and Mr. C., Richie and Joanie's father.  
Penny was so much prettier than Joanie, even on Joanie's best day.

Bethany marched straight up to Penny's room.  Dick scratched his head.  What is 
she doing here, without Penny?  He abandoned his food and walked upstairs.  
Bethany was sitting on Penny's bed but stood up when he entered the room.  God, 
she was gorgeous.  Did she realize how sexy she was?  "Listen, Bethany, you're 
always welcome here.  But Penny is at practice again, since the squad isn't 
doing too well these days."

Bethany closed the gap between them and began to cry.

Dick didn't know what else to do, so her put his arms around her, holding her 
close for the very first time.  He tried to keep his hips away, so she wouldn't 
feel the erection in his pants.  "I know you're a big fan of the cheerleading 
squad, but they'll get better-"

She pulled her head from his shoulder.  "I'm not crying about them.  It's me.  
I'm a failure."

"No you're not."  Dick hadn't let go of the young woman, and wasn't going to 
unless she pulled back.  Holding her felt too good.  "Tell me about it."

"I'm failing at STRIP.  The mentors are all angry with me, and my parents, well, 
they're on my case, telling me what not to do.  I'm so confused."

Dick stoked her hair.  "There, there."

"Rod even tried to coach me, like your wife coached him."

Shit!  Rod told Bethany about that?  "She was just preparing him.  You know, so 
the first time he'd be more successful."

"Oh, I know.   That was thoughtful of both of you, helping him out like that.  
My parents did just the opposite, warning me not to cooperate."  Bethany put her 
arms around Dick's neck.  "Rod did his best, you know, to show me stuff, but it 
wasn't working.  Not like what Mrs. T did."

Bethany was so close, Dick could smell her pheromones.  She was comfortable to 
hold, with more heft than his thin wife.  He was afraid to ask but did anyway.  
"So, why did you come to see me?"

Bethany blushed.  "Rod thought that you'd be a better coach."  She stroked 
Dick's face.  "And I'm sure you'll give me the same confidence Rod has to 
succeed at STRIP."

Bethany's fingers titillated Dick.  "He's doing well?"

Bethany leaned closer.  "Oh yes, he's very popular now."  Her lips grazed 
Dick's.  "All the girls are interested in him."  Her lips pressed against Dick's 
mouth.  He kissed back and pressed her body tight against his.  Who cared if she 
felt his erection?  Soon, she'd be fondling it.  Reality hit him like a two by 
four.  He pulled back, holding Bethany's body at arm's length.  "Hang on!  Rod 
tried coaching you, and it didn't work out, so he sent you here, so I could 
coach you?  As in, sexually coach?"

Bethany strained to get closer.  "Yes."  Then she stopped.  "Why are you pushing 
me away?  You think I'm a screw up, that I'm doomed to fail!"  Her eyes drooped.

Was that a tear?  "No, not at all.  I think you can succeed at STRIP, but I'm 
worried about what might happen, during the coaching."

She brightened, and smiled.  "Oh, that's not a problem.  Rod explained 
everything, and I'm comfortable with it all.  And what we do will be our secret.  
Promise."  She did a sloppy three finger Girl Scout salute.

Dick exhaled deeply.  He hadn't touched a woman in days, and here was an exotic 
one, open to foreplay.  "Okay, if you're sure.  Maybe we should start with what 
Rod had you do.  Or maybe what the STRIP mentor asked."

"You're so smart!  That's what Rod said."  She cleared her throat.  "First, I 
was supposed to get undressed alongside my partner."  Bethany removed her knee-
length grey sweater and laid it on Rod's bed.  She had a long-sleeve black 
blouse and black slacks.  "What should I take off first?"

Dick pointed.  "How about your slacks?"

Bethany unzipped the side, and slid the pants to her knees.  There were either 
panty hose or stockings underneath.  When she bent to remove the pants from her 
ankles, she faced away from Dick.  Her round ass shook lightly.  Dick's cock 
strained for release.

Bethany stood up straight.  "Now my blouse?"

Dick nodded, perhaps too vigorously.  An attractive young woman was doing 
whatever he asked.  He promised himself not to take advantage of the situation, 
but his cock didn't agree.

Bethany's fingers toyed with each button.  When she shrugged the blouse from her 
shoulders, Dick saw a long sleeve leotard on top of full-length hose.  "So 
that's what I did at school.  The STRIP mentor wasn't very happy, but those were 
my parents' directions."

"I see.  Well, from my perspective, you're still pretty much covered up.  But 
even now, I can see how attractive you are."

"My partner didn't think so.  He didn't get erect or anything."

"Maybe he didn't appreciate a voluptuous figure like yours.  To be honest, 
seeing you like this has me excited.  You could do a spread in a men's magazine 
with a body like that."

"Thank you.  That's kind of you to say.  My parents' point was that I could 
become confident without being naked.  But the mentors said terrible things, and 
I felt even worse about myself."  Bethany was smiling.  "But then Rod came over 
after school."  Bethany popped a couple of snaps on the leotard.  "And he asked 
me to go further."  She sat on Penny's bed and slipped the leggings off.  "I 
couldn't deny him."  With her legs bent, Bethany's panties were visible.  

Dick couldn't wait to stroke her pussy, and maybe even sneak a finger or two 
inside.  "And did Rod have you-"

With a smooth motion, she pulled the leotard off her arms and over her head.  
Her bra and panties matched, flesh tone, in contrast to her flawless olive skin.  
"So, what do you think?"  She stood and turned a full three sixty.  Dick was 
flabbergasted at her chest, larger than Penny's, the Rocky Mountains to Cassi's 
foothill breasts.  "I think you have an amazing body.  Why do you cover it up?  
You should be proud."

"That's almost exactly what Rod said.  My father is quite strict about such 
things.  Come over here so we can start touching.  But first, you should get 
undressed yourself."

Dick's cock was thrilled.  "All right."  Dick's pants hit the floor.  He pulled 
off his dress shirt after unbuttoning it only halfway.  

"You're really excited, just like Rod was.  Maybe I should believe both of you, 
what you said about me."

Dick sat next to Bethany.  "So where did Rod start?"

She spread her legs.  "Rod said he started here, between Mrs. T's thighs."  

Dick nodded.  He'd been there and seen his son feel up his wife, with his 
permission.  It was something Rod was expected to do for STRIP, after all.  Dick 
reached forward.  Bethany's panties were thick with a hint of moisture.  Was 
this reside from Rod's experimentation, or was she excited about the 
possibilities with Dick?  It didn't matter.  Bethany's hand gripped Dick's cock 
through his jockeys.  She hesitantly rubbed up and down.  "It might be better if 
we got rid of our underwear."

Bethany stood and shucked off her panties.  Dick did the same.  His fingertips 
played with the contour of Bethany's labia.  She was wet, all right, excited 
about Dick's touch.  Her hand was a lot more effective on his bare cock after 
she spit in her palm.  He strained against her touch, lifting his hips.  And his 
fingers couldn't be restrained, as he wormed one finger into her pussy.  "You're 
really tight.  When you finally have sex, you'll give your partner a lot of 
pleasure."

"Ooooh, Mr. T!  You really like my body, don't you?"

Dick leaned over and kissed her full on the mouth.  "You bet your sweet ass I 
do!"  As he probed her pussy, he stared at her breasts, still bound up in her 
bra.  How long before she'd take that off and he could see her, completely 
naked?

She pumped him faster.  "I love it when you talk dirty.  Am I doing it right?"

"Damn good.  It feels like you'd had some practice."

"The only practice I've had is with Mr. T."

Dick startled at the reference.  "No we haven't!  I'd remember something like 
that."

Bethany giggled.  "I have a purple dildo that I call Mr. T.  Penny has a 
matching one.  Oh, maybe you didn't know that."

This mostly naked woman named a dildo after him?  And she'd already had thoughts 
of intercourse?  "I didn't, but that's okay.  She's a big girl."  But not as big 
as Bethany, whose chest was heaving.  With every exhale, the bra slacked against 
her breasts, and Dick imagined her saw a hint of Bethany's nipples.  "So, is 
this what you did with Rod?"

"Uh huh.  And a few other things.  You know, there's no sex between STRIP 
participants?"

"So I read."

"That's why I'm here.  So you can do what Mrs. T did for Rod."

Dick was puzzled.  "What did she do?"  Dick felt around for Bethany's clit.  
Perhaps he could give her an orgasm and boost her confidence that way.  Dick 
wondered if Rod had given Cassi an orgasm with his fingers.  

"She made love to him.  That's what gave Rod all of his confidence.  Why, it was 
almost as if -"

Dick stopped listening to whatever Bethany was saying, his hand flattened 
against Bethany's stomach.  His son had fucked his wife?  Why?  The STRIP 
brochure clearly prohibited-

"Mr. T?  Are you okay?"  Bethany dropped to her knees.  "Oh yeah, Rod had me do 
this."  She took Dick's cock in her mouth.

Dick recalled the last image of his wife and son together, her hand on his naked 
erection, his hand between her thighs.  They were both excited, but taking it 
all the way?  Dick looked down at Bethany's mouth on his prick and sighed.  He 
wasn't angry with Cassi.  Hell, he knew how highly sexed she was.  Rod's 
erection was undeniable.  And his son?  Rod was a chip off the old block.  Dick 
might have actually been disappointed if Rod hadn't tried to lay his mother.  
Dick looked down at Bethany's tits, wobbling within the confines of her bra.  
His willpower was fading fast.  That's what happened to Cassi.  She became 
overwhelmed by Rod's sexual interactions.  She was a horny little devil.  They 
both were.

"I showed Rod my breasts.  He thought they were awesome."  She reached behind 
and unhooked.  When the beige garment slid off, her tits didn't sag.  They just 
swayed, big and round and succulent.  The areolas were huge dark circles, with a 
small flat nubbin in the center.  

Dick reached out for Bethany's hand, helping her to her feet.  "Sit on my lap.Ó

Bethany sat almost on Dick's knees, facing him.  He surrounded her breasts with 
his hands, but they were too big to hold.  "Did Rod touch you?"

"Yes, a little too rough.  I guess he'd never seen breasts like mine.  They're 
too big, aren't they?"

"Oh, not at all.  Come closer."

Bethany slid forward.  His hands wouldn't retreat, softly caressing the breast 
flesh.  They were firm but compliant to his touch.  

When he looked down, Bethany had positioned his cock so it made contact with her 
crotch.  "It's just like using Mr. T,Ó she said.

Dick didn't feel used at all.  Just the opposite.  He was taking advantage of 
this needy young woman.  "Put me in, just like you would, uh, Mr. T."

Bethany parked her cunt directly above Dick's prick.  "Here?  Now?"

Dick's mouth was full of tit, sucking her nipples, and only nodded.  

Bethany positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt, rubbing it around her 
labia.  "You're going to give me confidence, right?"

Dick pulled back from his tit feast.  "Oh yes.  I'm going to give you a load of 
confidence.  Drop down slowly."

Bethany half stood, hovering.  "It's awfully big.  Will it fit?"

"Just take it slow.   It'll fit just fine."  Dick tongued the engorged nipples, 
which now stood away from her breasts.  "I can see you're getting excited.  Your 
nipples are bigger and harder."

"Penny has really big nipples, and they're always hard.  I see her in the shower 
after gym."

Dick's cock pulsed with the idea of seeing his daughter's tits.  Had he ever 
been this erect, this big?

Bethany squatted, her full thighs approaching Dick's.  She took an inch, then 
rose up and took it again, plus a bit more.  "It's stretching me."

"Trust me."  Dick ran his hands all over her tits, her legs, her ass.  "Lower.  
Take it all."

"Oh, I do trust you."  Bethany undulated her hips, taking incrementally more of 
Dick's cock with each movement.  Finally, she completed her decent.  "Oh God.  
Your cock is a lot fatter than Mr. T, and longer too."

The pressure of Bethany's pussy, molded to his cock, was marvelous.  "You're 
doing great."  Dick's hands squeezed her breasts, making her nipples darker and 
pointier.

"So now what?"

It was time for Dick to finally have sex, after way too long.  "This!"  Dick 
held her body tight and spun around, flipping Bethany onto the bed, her legs 
spread.  Dick was on top of her, still embedded.  His hips began a rotary 
motion, dragging his cock out and then back in.  "This is how Rod fucked his 
mother."  He supported his weight on his knees, leaving his hands free to fondle 
her tits.  "But my wife doesn't have tits like these."

"Oh, Mr. T, your penis feels so much better than Mr. T."  She giggled again.

Dick picked up the pace, slamming his cock in and then pulling it out, over and 
over.  Sex with Bethany was more comfortable than with Cassi, more padded.

Bethany tilted her pelvis up, lifting her legs up around Dick's waist.  "You are 
marvelous!"  She was breathing heavy.  "And I'm good too, aren't I?  I feel more 
confident already!"

"Oh, you're good all right."  Dick varied the speed of his assault, short jabs 
and long slow penetrations.  Sex with Bethany was better than he ever imagined.  
"Too bad STRIP doesn't include sex, because you'd get an A."

"Can I tell you something?  I've always found you very handsome."  Bethany 
grabbed Dick's ass and pulled him close.  "I've wanted to do this for a long 
time, but I was sure you'd send me away."

"Then let me tell you something."  Dick pressed hard against Bethany's groin.  
"I've lusted after you for a long time, even before you were legal."

"You did?  Oh Mr. T!  You're so naughty!"  Bethany's hands joined Dick's on her 
tits.  She held them together, while he pinched her nipples.  "I'm feeling - 
what is it- oh God, oh God-" She held her breath and squeezed down on Dick's 
cock.  "Is this it?  Is this what- Oh God.  Uhhhhhhhh."

Dick stopped humping as Bethany orgasmed.  She'd had a release, but he was still 
hard.  It was better that he didn't dump his load inside her.  She probably 
wasn't on birth control.  He leaned back, his cock springing free, hard and wet.  
"How do you feel now?"

"Huh?"  Bethany blinked.  "What was that?"

"You had an orgasm, a big one.  Did you ever feel that with Mr. T?"

"Little ones, maybe.  But nothing like that."  She glanced at Dick's crotch.  
"You're still hard. Didn't I do it right?"

"You did fine.  I just wanted to make sure you got what you needed."

"Oh, I did!  You're so sweet, thinking of me first!"  She sat up and kissed 
Dick, her mouth open.  Their tongues touched, and their saliva sparked.  "Is 
there something I can do for you?"  Her hand reached for his erection.

"Yes, if you're willing.  Cassi's breasts are quite petite, so I can't tit-fuck 
her."

Bethany lifted her tits up, as if presenting them to Dick as a gift.  "You want 
to touch my breasts with your penis?"

"If you wouldn't mind-"

Bethany laid back down.  "Go ahead."

Dick repositioned, straddling Bethany's torso.  His cock slid between her hefty 
mounds.  "I need to squeeze them together, to make a tunnel."

"Like a pretend vagina?"

"Yes, precisely."  Dick thrust his cock back and forth between her tits, 
pressing them from the sides.  "Oh, this feels really good."

"Do you think Penny's breasts are big enough to tit-fuck?"

"I hadn't thought about it."  Dick knew there was little opportunity for him to 
find out.  "But yours, well, yours are perfect."

"I like your hands on my breasts.  You're gentler than Rod.  Maybe he needs more 
practice, you know?"

"Maybe you're right."  Dick's cock was thrusting higher with each push, playing 
peek-a-boo at the top of Bethany's cleavage.  She lifted her head a bit.  Dick's 
cock came closer and closer to her mouth.  On its next appearance, Bethany stuck 
out her tongue and flicked the tip.  On each subsequent, his cock got closer.  
Her lips kissed it, and then her mouth sucked the head.  Dick was at his wits 
end.  School had been out for a while.  Rod was at chess club, but Penny might 
walk in any moment.  He needed to cum, immediately.  "Open your mouth, 
sweetheart."

"You called me sweetheart!"  Bethany complied, her eyes wide open.

Dick took his cock in hand and stroked it as only he knew how, touching the 
sensitive spots in the just the right way, drooling over the best tits he'd seen 
in a very long time, with occasional thoughts about Penny, her panties on 
display, the shape of her breasts under her t-shirts-  "Arrrrrrrrr!"  A blast of 
cum shot from his cock, a long strand that reached from Bethany's chin to 
forehead.  The second was thick but shorter, mostly on her nose and lips.  She 
sucked the sticky stuff into her mouth and swallowed.  Dick placed his cock at 
her mouth.  "Suck me.  Suck me dry."

Bethany provided delightful suction as Dick's cock throbbed with smaller spurts, 
and finally a dribble.  "Wow!  I'll need to try that with Rod."

"I don't remember tit-fucking being in the STRIP brochure."

"Oh, that's not why.  I should have told you.  Rod and I are a couple.  He's my 
exclusive boyfriend, and I'm all his!"

Shit!  I've just fucked my son's girlfriend.  On the other hand, he fucked my 
wife.  Maybe this is just a balance of karma.  Dick laid down alongside Bethany, 
his arm around her.  "I'm very happy for you two."

"Thanks.  So, if I need a booster shot of confidence, can I come see you again?"

What the hell?  Was she asking for a rematch?  What would Rod think about that?  
"Do you think that's likely?"

"See, now that I know what sex is all about, I'm pretty sure Mr. T- I mean, the 
dildo- won't be enough.  And Rod and I, well, we can't have sex because we're in 
STRIP.  So, when I need to take care of my urges-"

Dick pressed Bethany against his naked body, his cock hardening.  "I'll be here, 
whenever you need me."

Bethany lifted one leg so Dick's cock could lay against her pussy.  "You know 
who else needs you?  Penny."

Dick's cock lurched.  She couldn't mean for me to have sex with my daughter? 
Dick thought.  "How, specifically?"

"Have you noticed lately?  She's really depressed, not like her usual perky 
self.  I don't know, maybe she should be in STRIP."

Dick's fantasy about preparing Penny for STRIP, the same way Cassi did for Rod, 
got Dick even harder.  He rocked back and forth, his cock coated by Bethany's 
vaginal juices.  "But she's a role model."

"I know.  I look up to her, and I'm so lucky to be her friend.  But ever since 
the squad fell apart, and Rod's been getting more attention- Hey, that's it.  
Just give Penny some more attention.  She's been in the spotlight for so long, 
she doesn't know how to do without."  Bethany ran her fingertips along Dick's 
cock.  "And if we lay here, you're going to get longer, and I won't want to do 
without."

Dick had created a sexual monster, one he was happy to tame, but not at that 
moment.  He kissed Bethany gently with fluttering lips.  "You're right.  The 
kids could show up at any minute."

Bethany got out of bed and started getting dressed.  As Dick leaned on the 
mattress to get off the bed, his hand landed on a wet spot.  He nodded, 
knowingly.  "Another sheet needs changing."


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###  An Original H M Tale  ###

I love twisty turvy complex plots.  What would you like to see in future 
chapters?
This story has my full attention, so stories about my own sexual adventures are 
on hold temporarily.
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