STRIP - Chapter Six - Double Penetration

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This is Chapter Six 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 Chaudri:  Penny's best friend, hot for Rod
Sandy:  Cassi's best friend

In Chapter Five, Cassi is worried about her behavior, after becoming dependent 
on sex with her son Rod.  She decides to deal with her guilt trip with a "guilt 
trip" to visit her parents downstate, which will put space between her and her 
son.  In the semi-private Amtrak sleeper car, Cassi is accidentally paired with 
a troubled young man.  Based on a single visit with a therapist, Cassi believes 
she can help him.  The technique she uses leads to sex.  

Back at home, Dick and Sandy have just fucked.  Penny and Bethany are out 
shopping with Dick's credit card after Bethany was ejected from her home after 
her parents found unacceptable clothing.

This chapter picks up immediately after Chapter Four, at Dick and Cassi's home, 
just before Sandy departs.

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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Sandy, Dick's wife Cassi's best friend since childhood, finished getting dressed 
after offering and delivering on sex.  Her hair was still damp from their 
vigorous activity.  "Maybe I can come by next week?"

She'd had a better time than she'd ever had with her husband Arthur, perhaps 
experiencing her first orgasm.  No wonder she wanted another hump in the sack.  
"Sure."  Dick checked his watch for the current date.  Her return visit would be 
within a few days of her scheduled sex with hubby. Dick wondered if Art would 
notice a difference in his wife, or Sandy with him. Oh well, she could work it 
out with her shrink.  

Dick sent Sandy away with a hug and a face bump kiss, hampered by her oversized 
jutting chin.

After Sandy left, Dick replaced the sweaty sheets on his king sized bed and 
threw them downstairs.  That chore complete, he changed into pajamas, leaned 
back on the futon, put his feet up and savored the quiet.  He'd purged all 
sexual thoughts from his body.  Even the recent memory of Penny's semi-naked 
body wasn't enough to cause a rise, thank goodness.  Having sex with her son 
drove his wife from their home.  Dick couldn't image the havoc he'd cause if he 
slept with Penny.  He took and released a deep breath.  

A buzzer from the basement told Dick that the load of linens Sandy had put up 
needed changing.  Dick moved the sheets and pillowcases from the washer to the 
dryer.  Before he could get back upstairs, Dick heard the beep of his car horn.  
At the top of the stairs, the garage door rumbled, confirming that Penny and 
Bethany were back from shopping.  Large numbers on his next credit card 
statement clouded Dick's pristine attitude.

Dick made it to the kitchen just as Penny and Bethany staggered through the door 
to the garage, laughing and giggling with a load of bags on their arms. 
Evidently Penny had not exercised restraint.

"Hey Dad. Boy, did we have fun."  Penny had her arm around Bethany's waist.

"Glad to hear it. Do you have charge slips?"

She attempted to reach into her jean pockets. Dick noticed that Penny wasn't 
wearing the same outfit as when she left.  "Did you change clothes while you 
were out?"

Bethany giggled. "Penny had an accident."

Penny stuck out her tongue.  "It was your fault."

Dick wondered what kind of accident required an outfit change. His stomach 
growled, so he looked at his watch. "Did you girls stop for food?"

Penny shot Bethany a glance.  "We ate something."  Simultaneous giggles erupted. 
"Really juicy.  We have leftovers." 

Dick didn't see any fast food bags in either of their hands.

Bethany hip-checked Penny. "We do not!"

For the first time, Penny dropped her sideways hug of her best friend.  "I 
though I saw Auntie Sandy's car.  Did she come back after dropping Mom off?"

"Yeah, she wanted to give me a piece of her mind."  It turned out to be a 
different piece.

"I hope she wasn't too hard on you."  

Or Dick in her.  "I gave as good as I got."

Penny waved one arm, still encumbered by packages.  "That's my Dad!  You know, 
I've always thought Auntie Sandy was a little bit fucked up."

"Watch your language young lady."  Sandy was a lot fucked, after Dick was done 
with her.

Penny shrugged off the rebuke with a hand wave. "Bethany bought a nice demure 
outfit that'll please her folks."

"Do you want to see it?"  Bethany held up one of the larger bags. "After all, 
you paid for it.  I'll model it for you."

"Okay."  Dick opened the fridge, looking for a snack.  A pizza box caught his 
attention.  "I'll be in the family room."  He slid a slice out and took a large 
bite, leaning against the counter.

The two girls danced towards the staircase, swinging their purchases.  As they 
ascended, they jockeyed for position, pushing and bumping hips.  Under normal 
circumstances, Dick would have found their sassy behavior exciting, but he was 
fresh from a satisfying fuck with Sandy.

At the top, Penny turned around.  "And afterwards, we can model our nighties."

Dick choked.  He spit the half-chewed wad of dough and sauce into the sink.  
"You don't have to do that."  

Penny curtseyed.  "But we want to." 

Bethany giggled.  "We'll both change and be right down. It'll only take a 
minute."

Penny hugged Bethany and kissed her on the cheek.  "Or ten."  That made Bethany 
giggle even more.

Dick parked himself on the futon, the same one Cassi and Rod had used on that 
fateful Friday about a week ago. The previous futon cover was downstairs being 
dried.  Dick thought about what he'd done:  getting Cassi into a situation that 
drove her over the brink with her son, his own tryst with Bethany, conning Sandy 
into sex, and who knows what Rod had done with classmates.  Maybe even his 
sister, despite what Cassi said?  Dick promised himself that the debauchery 
would end there, that night.  He resolved to avoid sex with either of them.  
Evidently Penny wasn't going to back off, given her 'nighty' comment.  God, 
after seeing her in the shower and her attempted strip tease, did Dick have the 
won't-power?  One good body slam with Sandy every week would be enough until 
Cassi returned, wouldn't it?  Assuming Cassi was a willing partner.  Just to 
satisfy his sexual urges, he wouldn't try to coax one of his coworkers into the 
sack, would he?  

"Mr. T?"  Dick sat on the front lip of the futon and leaned forward. Bethany 
posed on the landing at the top of stairs.  Her top was long sleeve and buttoned 
all the way up to the neck. The skirt was ankle length and loose. If Bethany's 
parents were conservative then they'd love this outfit.  She came down the 
stairs slowly making sure not to trip. At the bottom she turned all around to 
give Dick a full view, just as she had in her underwear. This one was nowhere 
near as exciting.

Dick ran his hand over the surface of the futon.  No wet spots, and Dick would 
make sure it would stay that way.

The front door opened and Rod sauntered in. "Dad?  Where's Penny?  Bethany, what 
are you doing here?"

"My folks asked me to leave. They found the outfit I wore to school and were 
furious.  How do you like this new one?"

"Damn, you look fantastic."

Dick agreed, but said nothing to encourage the young lady.  "Penny is upstairs, 
changing clothes for what she calls a fashion show."

"Really?"  Rod dropped his backpack where he stood. "Where'd they get the 
money?"

Dick raised his hand.  "Guilty."

"You know, you're a sucker for a pretty face."  Rod came over to Bethany and 
gave her a warm, lingering kiss on the mouth.  Perfectly expected, since they 
were going together.  Did Dick feel a slight pang of jealousy?

Penny scrambled down the stairs in her bathrobe.  She wore some kind of black 
patterned hose on her legs.  "Rod! What are you doing here?"

"Brent's folks kicked me out."  He kept his arm around Bethany.

"It must be contagious.  Your Dad said I could stay."

"Terrific!"  Rod kissed Bethany again, longer this time.

"Can you guys hang on a minute?  Rod, got a sec?"  Penny motioned for Rod to 
join her, in the kitchen doorway.  

Bethany stood alone while Rod and Penny conferred in a private huddle. Penny's 
arms went stiff and she stomped her foot. Evidently, she wasn't pleased.

Rod shook his head and walked away.  "Well, I don't know about anybody else, but 
I'm beat. G'night."

An issue popped onto Dick's head. "Is Bethany staying overnight?"

"Yeah why?" asked Penny.

"I'm just trying to figure out the sleeping logistics."  The three kids paused 
and looked at each other.  "Like who's sleeping where."

Penny had the first suggestion.  "Since Rod and Bethie are a couple, they can 
have our bedroom."  She sported a wide grin.

Dick knew this was Penny's way of worming her way into her father's bed, and 
subsequently his cock into her pussy.

Before Dick could speak up, Rod responded, "That's a bad idea. We might get 
tempted and then who knows? We could be ejected from STRIP."

Dick held up his hand.  "You kids keep your room. I'll sleep on the futon. 
Bethany can have my bed."

"Fine, whatever."  Rod took the stairs two at a time.  The two girls watched him.

"That's not right," said Bethany. "I shouldn't be pushing you out of your own 
bed. I'll take the futon."

"Are you sure?" asked Dick.

Bethany brought her hands together in front of her body.  They met  "Uh huh."

Dick checked his watch. "Maybe we should all hit the sack."

Penny tugged the belt on her robe tighter.  That opened the collar a bit.  "But 
what about the fashion show?"

Dick waved her off.  "You can show me later.  Do have some pajamas for Bethany?"

Penny's head hung low.  "She can use some of Rod's."

"Well then, I guess we should say goodnight." 

Penny hugged her father while she lifted one leg and rubbed his hip.  Dick held 
her so she wouldn't fall over.  She dropped her leg and gave Dick a fat juicy 
kiss.  "G'nite Daddy."

Bethany approached Dick and kissed him, soft and moist. Dick's dick was still 
pooped from his vigorous coupling with Sandy.  "Good night, Mr. T."

"Good night, girls."  Sandy had been right.  Sex with her had satisfied him.  He 
was unmoved sexually despite the hugging and kissing.  Dick was relieved that 
there would be no fucking either of the young women tonight.  Even watching his 
daughter's pendulum ass movement as she ascended the stairs had no effect.  

Dick dug a pillow, an extra sheet and blankets from a spare closet on the main 
floor where Cassi stored linens.  "Here you go.  Penny will bring you some PJs."  

She came close and wrapped her arms around him.  He got another dose of 
passionate kisses.  "Thanks so much, Mr. T.  I don't know what I would have done, 
without you."

After Bethany was situated in the family room, Dick shut off unnecessary lights, 
and went upstairs.  At the top, he looked back.  Bethany was bent over, 
arranging her makeshift bed.  The kidsÕ bedroom door was closed.  

He retreated to his bedroom, shut the door and made himself comfortable.  In his 
pajama tops and pants, he slipped under the covers.  Just as he was beginning to 
doze, the door opened.  "Who is it?" he asked the darkness.

The overhead light blinded him. "It's me."  Bethany stood there, fully clothed.

"What's wrong?" Dicks cock remained flaccid.  He could dispatch her issue and 
send her back to the futon.  For some sleep, he would have even traded his bed 
for the futon, just to be alone.

"I really want to show you what I bought."  She swayed in place.

"All right. Go ahead." Then maybe I can get to sleep, he thought.

She posed with her hands on her waist turning slightly. She stuck out her chest, 
covered in a peach satin blouse.

DickÕs cock threatened to swell but remained limp.

"See, my parents will be all over this outfit." The dark skirt was fitted but 
long.  "And when they're not around-"She bent over and unzipped both sides of 
the skirt. With a widened stance, her legs peeked out, all the way to her hips.

"Nice."

With a flick of her fingers, the skirt dropped to the rug. Bethany's panties 
flashed into view as the peach blouse waved with her hip movements.  "You bought 
this underwear, too.  You should feel the material."

"No thanks."  A hand on Bethany's panties would quickly become a hand inside her 
panties, and Dick was desperate to avoid that result.  Hopefully that was the 
end of the show, and Bethany would go downstairs to sleep.

"Penny told me you two didn't get together."

A euphemism for fucking.  "She was making her approach just as you showed up.  
Not that I would have gone along, mind you."

Bethany pointed.  "Maybe I should go down the hall and send her in-"

"No! That would be bad for two reasons. Me and Penny, plus you and Rod."

"You're right again. She fingered the buttons of her blouse, which seemed to 
come undone with no effort.  She tossed the unbuttoned garment onto the bed. 
"Feel."

Dick groped for the blouse as his eyes fixated on Bethany's chest encased in a 
matching peach bra.  "Very soft."

Bethany danced to an inaudible tune, swaying her hips back and forth while 
toying with her peach panties.  She tugged at them, lowering them just enough on 
one side to place them with a hair of exposing her pussy, then tug them up tight, 
sculpted to her labia and the inviting valley between them.  The panties tilted 
left and right, always keeping Bethany's privates covered.  Dick's cock fattened 
due to the teasing, but it wasn't hard enough for penetration.  He thought he 
was done with sex, for at least a day, after servicing Sandy.  Yet, there he was, 
lusting after Bethany but unable to perform.  Perhaps it was his years of 
fantasy, or the memory of their first coupling, where Bethany was soft and warm 
and willing and grateful.  Cassi was great in the sack, but Bethany was 
different, and that made her exciting.  She slid both sides of the panties down 
to her slit.  The bend almost tumbled her breasts from their confinement.  
Bethany stood and squeezed her bra-ed breasts together, tempting their escape.  
She tugged once more at the sides of her panties, effectively playing peek-a-boo 
with her crotch. "Do you like the bra and panties?"

DickÕs mouth was dry. He'd just emptied his balls into Sandy. Why was Bethany 
trying to give him a renewed erection? Because she was damn horny.  The memory 
of fucking her was vivid in his mind.  He knew all he had to do was ask, and 
she'd be in bed, legs spread, a willing participant.  "You look exceptional."

Bethany crawled up on Dick's bed, pushing him onto his back.  On all fours, she 
formed a bridge over his prone torso. "I want to thank you."

"Not necessary."

Bethany glanced down at Dick's crotch area.  A single front clasp prevented an 
avalanche of tits.  "Show me your penis."

"I'm not hard."  Although with very little effort, Dick was worried his 
condition would change.

"Aren't I doing it right?"  She sat up, on her haunches on his lap.  "Should I 
take off my bra and panties too?"

"No!  Please don't!"  Bethany's eyes got damp.  He hadn't meant to scold.  "The 
truth is, while you were out, I - I - took care of myself."

"You masturbated?"  Bethany shook her finger at him.  "Don't you ever do that 
again!"

"Why not?"

Bethany put her head on Dick's chest, her breasts pressing against his stomach.  
"Because we were taught in STRIP that masturbation leaves you in a bad place, 
emotionally.  Alone and unloved.  You have two people who'll come to your 
assistance whenever you have needs."

One was his wife Cassi.  Did Bethany mean herself or Penny?  Or maybe it was her 
and Penny, with Cassi out of town?  "Listen, Bethany, you're a very attractive 
young woman.  Last time-"

"Was awesome."   She squirmed, her almost naked body daring him to react.

"Yes, it was.  But I've decided I can't do it again.  Not with you, and not with 
Penny."

Bethany rose up on her elbows.  Her cleavage got narrow and tight.  "Really?"

"Yes, I'm sure.  Look what happened to Cassi after she and Rod became intimate."

She nodded. "You know, STRIP has taught me many things about myself and my 
relationships to men.  But the biggest factor in building my self-confidence was 
when you made love to me. It's ironic that the program prohibits the single 
thing that made the most important difference for both me and Rod."

"Yeah. Ironic.  Let's get some sleep, okay?"

"Okay if I share your bed?  It's cold and lonesome downstairs."

"Fine, but no sex tonight."

"Penny didn't give me any pajamas."

"There are some in my dresser."

Bethany got off Dick and bent over to open the drawer.  Dick almost had a heart 
attack, viewing Bethany's sweet round ass in panties much too small to cover 
those round globes.  She took one of Dick's PJ tops and put it on her shoulders, 
her back to him.  She reached around and unsnapped the bra, slid it off and 
buttoned the front.  Dick got sneak peaks at Bethany's peaks in the mirror as 
she moved around the room.  She kissed him and curled up next to her best 
friend's father.  "Good night, Mr. T."  

Dick took a deep breath.  "Good night."  It was good to be sharing his bed, even 
if it was his daughter's best friend.  He didn't need sex, at least at that 
moment, just company of someone who cared for him.  

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Penny paced back and forth in her robe, while brother Rod sat on his bed, elbows 
on his knees.  "You know what they're doing, don't you?

"Did you do it?  Did you fuck Dad?" he asked.

"No, I didn't have the chance.  Bethany showed up and then you came home too 
early - what about 'Don't come home' didn't you understand, anyway - and now 
they're together.  I just know it."

"First of all, I got kicked out of Jake's house because his mother caught me 
staring at his younger sister."

"Rod!  Really?  There's no excuse-"

"She's kind of cute and I was horny.  Still am."

"And you still won't sleep with your girlfriend?"

"Dad might as well enjoy her.  Its not that I don't want to.  Believe me."  He 
rubbed his erection in his pants.

"What, that stupid rule of yours?"

"It's not my rule.  Listen, kids have been booted from STRIP and even 
academically suspended for sex.  Even if itÕs an accident."

"How can anyone have sex by accident?"

"There's this exercise we do - only the advanced folks who've mastered the other 
activities -"

"Show me."

"Oh no.  It's too dangerous."

Penny untied her belt and let the robe fall from her shoulders.  "See what Daddy 
bought me?"

A full-body black leotard in a paisley pattern of see-through mesh covered her 
from neck to ankle.  Her hard nipples were visible on top.  The swell of her 
pubis was evident on the bottom.  

'Whoa!  You were going to use that on Dad?"

She nodded.

"He never would have survived.  I'm not sure I can.  That is so hot."

Penny turned around to give Rod the full view, bending over so he could see how 
form fit was around her hips and ass.  "But do you like it?"

"Take it off or I'll tear it off, then you won't be able to tempt Dad with it."  
Rod undressed as quickly as he could, his fat erection a flagpole sticking out 
from his groin.

"Don't damage it.  Maybe I can return it."  Penny slipped out of the garment, 
which shrunk without a body to give it shape.  She raised her arms above her 
head.  "Ta da.  Now show me this dangerous exercise."

"Okay, but do exactly what I say.  It's called the cameltoe slide."  Rod lay 
down on his bed.  "Climb on top of me."

"With pleasure."  

"Now, you're going to slide your body up and down, rubbing my penis between your 
vaginal lips."

"Awesome."  Penny took hold of Rod's cock and laid it flat against his belly.  
"Like this?"  She spread her labia and parked on top of his horizontal shaft.

"God, your nipples are go big and hard.  Yes, now gently, slowly."

Penny rocked, using her knees to propel her torso.  "Oooh, this feels 
marvelous."

"Terrific here too.  But be careful when you get to the-"

The head of Rod's cock brushed Penny's pubis as she slid up. "Around here?"

Rod groaned.  "Yes, exactly."

Penny continued her movement, pressing her hips down harder.  "So this is how 
some of the STRIP folks had accidental sex?"

"Yep.  They got too excited, or they moved the wrong way.  Who knows?"

"Maybe they did it on purpose."  Penny wiggled her hips, spreading her labia 
against Rod's cock.

"I hadn't thought of that."

While Dick contemplated the motivations of his fellow students, Penny posed with 
the tip of his cock at her pussy opening.  "Can you bump my clit?"

"Huh?"

"Like last time.  You bumped my clit, and we both came?"

"Yeah, I guess so."  Rod twitched his hips to make repeated contact with Penny's 
clit.  Like last time, his cock retained its rigid form from the stimulation.  

Penny timed her change of position carefully.  When Rod slid back for his next 
bump, Penny tilted her hips.  Rod's cock passed right through Penny's labia, 
embedding it a few inches into her pussy.  He froze.  "Oops."

"What?" She knew precisely what happened. She'd caused it.

"See, this is what gets kids throw out of STRIP."  Rod attempted to lift himself 
off, but Penny's pressure on his back prevented an escape.

"So, your cock is in my pussy.  Big deal."  She tightened her vaginal grip.  A 
real penis was so much better than the plastic one.  "Just lay still."

"If anyone finds out-"

"What?  That you fucked your sister?  I'm not part of STRIP, remember?  So 
you're not breaking any rules."  The conventions against incest were another 
matter, but evidently trivial in their household.  "Fucking Mom didn't get you 
kicked out, did it?  So neither will this."

Rod stopped struggling.  "Yeah, okay.  I guess I'm safe."

"And really talented, from all of that experience.  You're my first!"

"Oh God!  I'm so sorry-"

"Why?  I love you.  And aside from daddy, you're the one I wanted to initiate 
me."

"So now what?"

"Well, first I'd like to feel your whole prick inside me, not just the tip."

Rod pressed forward.  "You're tighter than Mom."

"Even with all of my plastic penis preparation?  Awesome."  The feeling of being 
filled up by Rod's cock ignited a sexual fury, the kind Bethany had caused by 
rampant fucking with the dildo.  Rod had to fuck her, hard and fast, assuming he 
didn't pull out after one glorious insertion.

"Why don't you pretend I'm Bethany?  You want her real bad, right?"

Rod's eyes widened.  "I'm cheating on my girlfriend!  Shit!"

"And she's doing it with your father.  How about pretending I'm Mom?"  Penny 
felt Rod's cock expand at the mention.  "Oh, you really like fucking Mom, didn't 
you?"

"Yes."  Rod rocked a bit, causing exquisite friction.  "She was really into it.  
I don't know how Bethany will be."

"You could ask Dad."

"Don't remind me."

"Well, even though this is my first time with a real cock, I like it vigorous 
too."

Rod quickened the pace.  "You do?"

"Uh huh.  Just like you did with my dildo."  Penny rubbed Rod's ass.  "Really 
hard."

Rod's hands roamed all over Penny's body.  "I think your tits are awesome.  
Especially the nips."  He flicked one with his tongue.

Penny bucked.  Rod's cock was a drill, penetrating deep, causing Penny to 
secrete the natural lubricants of sex.  "I want my first sex to be really good.  
You know, a vaginal orgasm and everything."

"Well, far be it from me to disappoint my sister."  Rod squeezed her breasts, 
sucked her nipples, jabbed her pussy, an animal in bed.

Her hands roamed his ass, his testicles, and her own clit.  She wanted him 
deeper.  She threw her legs over his back, tilting her hips for closer contact.

She got it.  Rod pressed his groin against hers, belly to belly.  The length of 
his cock was perfect for her vagina.  The tip caressed her uterus.  It was an 
itch she needed scratched, and Rod was doing a superb job.  "Long hard fucks," 
she moaned.

"Long slow ones."  Rod tortured her, inching his penis back in.

"Faster, dickhead."

Rod downshifted and pummeled her pussy, thrust after thrust.  "Like this?"  His 
breathing came in short pants.

"Yes.  Oh yes.  That's it.  Fuck me!"

"Not so loud," Rod said.  "Dad and Bethany will hear us."

"Like they don't already know what's going on?  Dad could have had me, but 
nooooo.  Well, let him hear what he's missing."

Rod got even more vigorous, as if he was punishing Penny.  "I don't want to be 
your tool for revenge.  I fucked Mom so you fuck Dad?  Is that it?"

"Shut up and make me cum.  And you cum, too.  Both of us, together."

Rod held Bethany's hips and bumped groins, over and over.  Their pubic bones 
ached from repeated impacts.  Finally, the tingle, the tightening, the loss of 
muscle control.  It was going to be a doozy.  Penny tightened her vaginal 
muscles.  Rod's cock was trapped in position.  Still, he struggled for the 
erotic friction.  "I'm - Oh shit - Are you sure? - Here I - Mmmmmmmm -"  Rod 
slammed his cock forward and howled like a banshee.

Penny screamed as Rod's warmth filled her, saturated her.  Her legs fell back to 
the bed, wide and fatigued.

"Do you think they heard us?" Rod asked.

Was sex always this good?  "Who cares?"  Rod was going to have his hands full 
from now on.  Her mother could just go back to fucking her husband.  Penny 
curled up next to her brother and closed her eyes.  This was a great new 
dimension to their relationship, one that she planned to enjoy repeatedly.

* * * * * * * * * * 

Dick and Cassi drive down a two lane freshly paved road taking twisty turns 
towards a cozy resort in Twin Peaks. The pair of large mountains rises in the 
distance. The road leads into a valley where a small simple sign announces a hot 
springs vista. Dick insists they make a stop. Cassi argues but Dick is behind 
the wheel of their black Mercedes convertible. The soft breezes can't eliminate 
the new car smell even with the top and windows down. Dick pulls into the vista 
parking lot. Only one set of tire tracks marks the black asphalt. Dick skips 
down the path to a wooden deck next to the hot spring. He kneels down and tests 
the temperature with his finger. The liquid is warm and slick. The single poke 
of his finger generates a cascade of waves that splash in the opposite shore. 
The waves hum as they ripple "Oh I have to try this." "The swimsuits are 
packed."  "Who needs swimsuits?" Dick pulls off his shirt and drops his shorts, 
both of which match Cassis outfit. He leaves his custom-made leather sandals on 
the deck. The warm liquid envelops his body. More than a passive medium, the hot 
spring caresses him all over, relaxing every muscle except his penis which gets 
hard as steel. "You really should try this," he says but Cassi stands on the 
deck with her arms crossed. Dick wiggles his fingers and the spring moans.  He 
probes the liquid with one extended finger.  The spring speaks to him in a 
whisper. "Mr. T. Oh God. Mr. T!" The spring makes waves to shake him.  "What are 
you doing?"

Dick opened his eyes. He's in his bed, his finger embedded in BethanyÕs pussy. 
Her pajama top is unbuttoned, her torpedo tits aimed at him.  His cock throbbed.  
As quickly as he could, he popped his hand from between her thighs. "I'm so 
sorry-"

"You must have been dreaming. When you unbuttoned my top you were mumbling. Then 
you ran your hands from my breasts down my belly into my vagina. I thought you 
were awake and had changed your mind, about having sex with me."

"It was an odd dream."  Dick buttoned her pajama top, although it was impossible 
to do the task without touching her breasts, her firm succulent breasts.  "I'm 
so sorry. I didn't mean-"

"Kind of like sleepwalking but with your hands. It felt really good, just like 
one of the STRIP warm-up exercises."

Dick wasn't warm, he was hot.  Erect and hot to trot.  "I'm glad you enjoyed 
it."  Supposedly, Sandy had cared for DickÕs lust and his need to thrust. He 
should have had no need to get sexual with Bethany. 

"Too good. You got me all excited. See?" She brought my finger to my nose. Sure 
enough, the syrupy coating from a juicy pussy.

Dick nodded.  What did she expect after his vaginal manipulation?

"The strip exercises get us real close to having sex."  Bethany closed the 
distance between them and lowered her voice.  "I mean, really close, but the 
mentors that coach us prevent us from going too far."

"Isn't that good?"  Dick could have used a mentor right then and there, to 
prevent an intimate encounter.

"It would be for most of the participants."  Bethany folded her fingers around 
Dick's erection.  He jumped.  His cock got even harder, despite the thin cotton 
separating skin from skin.  "Except for me.  Now that I know what sex is all 
about, Mr. T- I mean, the dildo- isn't enough.  And Rod and I, well, we can't 
have sex because we're in STRIP.  So, I have unfulfilled needs."

"But I thought that STRIP was supposed to prepare you to deal with those needs - 
without actually having sex."

Bethany's hand slid up and back.  "Remember what you said?  That you'd be there, 
when I needed you?"  

"Yes, of course.  For emotional support.  As a safe place.  Like tonight, you're 
staying over."

"I'm boiling over.  You said you'd be there when I needed to take care of my 
urges."  Bethany pressed against Dick body, his cock hardening.  She climbed on 
top, hovering over him, her tits hanging down.  "Well, I need you."  

"I know what I said back then.  I overpromised.  But I hope you're grown up 
enough to understand why you and I shouldn't have sex again."

"I understand."

Easy as that?  "Good.  I'm relieved."

"But can we do some STRIP exercises?"

"Why not?  If it'll help."

"Tremendously.  Watch."  Bethany slid Dick's cock from his pajama bottoms and 
rubbed it on her belly.  "See?"

"You do this at school?"

"Uh huh."  Bethany slid Dick's erection into her panties.

"You touch genitals?"

"It's okay, as long as it doesn't go in."  Dick's cock rubbed back and forth.  
"We call it wiener in a bun, but the coaches call it cameltoe sliding."

Bethany's pussy was like a swamp.  "You're really wet."

"It's Penny's fault.  Do you want to know why Penny had to change clothes?  We 
brought each other to orgasm in a changing room, and she squirted all over the 
place."

"She did?  You're too slick.  I might accidentally penetrate."

"And that would be so bad?  Okay, I get it.  I don't get it."  She stroked his 
stomach.  "Why don't you suck up the excess?"

"Me?"

"Sure.  It isn't sex, just your mouth, and I could use some stimulation down 
there, after your daughter got me all revved up.  Just lay back."

Dick did as Bethany asked.  She spun around and squatted over him, facing his 
feet.  It was a sixty-nine without Bethany as an active participant.  She 
lowered her panties to her knees, exposing her dripping pussy.  

Dick tongued on her labia, slurping up Bethany's juices.  Her excretions were 
thick, like syrup, with a taste like imported spices.  "Mmmm."

Her hips jerked as his tongue penetrated.  Oh God, Mr. T, that is so cool.  
You're so much better than Ben-  Oops, I shouldn't have said his name.  And your 
penis is so much prettier than his."  Dick felt Bethany's lips on his cock.  She 
tongued the head.  He forced his hips to remain flat on the mattress.

"Why don't you get behind me, so we can do the bun thing some more."  Bethany 
pulled her panties back up.  

Dick got on his knees behind her.  He had to pull the panties down a bit to get 
his prick into position.  The elastic caressed the underside of his cock.  "You 
do this at STRIP?  With a boy?"

"Uh huh.  But there are mentors, who coach us, and make sure nothing happens."

"This is nothing?"  Having his bare cock in physical contact with Bethany's 
genitals was overwhelmingly erotic.  Dick was ready for a full-blown assault.  
All he'd have to do was throw Bethany on her back and plunge his cock all the 
way into her wet pussy.

"Good job!  Your rubbing has me all hot and bothered.  Now, I've never done this, 
but sometimes when the mentor isn't looking-"

"You said they watch."

"Yeah, but one mentor has to supervise four couples.  And the mentors don't have 
eyes in the back of their heads."  She dipped her belly and raised her hips.  

Dick's cock bumped against her labia instead of sliding through.  "This is 
dangerous."  

"It's okay.  Just keep rubbing."

He made another retreat and advance.  His erection bumped against her labia, 
over and over.  

"Oh, please don't stop.  That feels so good."  Bethany reached around to caress 
Dick's buttock.

Dick reacted to her touch by lurching forward.  His momentum carried his prick 
through her swollen opening.  Damn, he was in!  Hold shit, he was in!  Wow, he 
was in!  "You tricked me."

"Yeah, I guess.  But we've done it before, so I didn't believe you when you said 
you didn't want to do it again.  You do think I'm sexy, don't you?"

Dick thrust to the limits of her vagina.  "You know I do."

Bethany tightened her muscles around Dick's cock.  "I feel awful, because Penny 
wants this so bad."

"Well, even though we're doing it - again - I'm not going to succumb to Penny's 
advances.  If a woman as strong as Cassi couldn't handle the guilt, I don't 
think I'll be able to."

"Goodie!  Then Penny and I can keep being BFFs, since we won't have to fight 
over you."

Dick wasn't aware of any contest or contention.  "But what about you and Rod?"  
Dick felt his cock massage Bethany's pussy.  God, it was slippery, and warm and-  
"Doesn't he care that we're doing this?"

"Oh, he's not thrilled.  Neither of us is.  But as long as we're in STRIP, we'll 
have to take care of our needs with others."

Dick thought about Rod and Penny in their shared bedroom.  "Cassi is out of town.  
Who's taking care of Rod's needs while-"  Two sounds from a bedroom down the 
hall, a holler and a scream, stopped Dick in mid-sentence.  Penny and Rod had 
fucked, and those sounds were their mutual climax.  "Is that what I think it 
was?"

"Uh huh.  That's the second time this evening.  You must have slept through the 
first one.  I guess your kids are taking care of each other."

Dick was simultaneously relieved that Penny might back off with her brother 
available for sex.  On the other hand, Rod was systematically fucking every 
family member.  Who would be next?  Cassi's sister Alex?

Bethany lowered herself, completing full penetration.  "Can we hump like last 
time?  That was awesome."  Bethany started doing it on her own.  

Bethany's movement distracted Dick from the issues of spreading incest.   Dick 
grabbed Bethany's hips to help establish a mutual rhythm.  She was tighter than 
he remembered.  Perhaps STRIP taught the young women how to control their 
muscles.

"I could do this all night.  You know, you really should reconsider doing 
something with Penny.  She's needy right now, especially with cheerleading going 
so poorly.  I think that's why she came on to me.  We kissed and touched each 
other all over.  God, it was so hot."

"Really?"  Dick was excited about the mental image of Bethany and Penny doing 
intimate things, sexual things, with each other.  He'd never seen two women go 
at it.

"They're talking about reorganizing.  Taking the better STRIP students in one 
group, and the remedials in another.  What if Rod and I get assigned to the same 
group?  I'd never be able to resist taking him inside, and then where would we 
be?"

Fucked, that's what!  "In a potentially bad situation."

"Seems like we both have problems.  Maybe we can help each other."  Bethany's 
movements sped up.  "You can keep me from going too far with Rod. And I can help 
you stay away from Penny."

"Perhaps."  Dick unbuttoned Bethany's PJ top.  Her breasts fell forward, finding 
Dick's awaiting hands.  Her nipples, hard and pointy, dug into his palms.  Her 
nipples deserved attention, and Dick provided it, with his fingertips.

"You like my breasts, don't you?  You like them because your wife doesn't have 
big ones like me."

"You're right."  Dick molded her tit flesh to various shapes.  "I can't keep my 
hands off them."

Bethany pulled forward, spun onto her back and spread her legs.  "Then come and 
get them."

Dick pounced on the well-endowed young woman.  His cock seemed to find its own 
way back into her while his mouth made the grand tour, kissing her tits, sucking 
her nipples, humming as he licked and nibbled.  Bethany thrashed beneath him, 
but he stayed in her padded saddle.  Bethany's pussy remained firm, resilient.  
That intensified the friction.  Dick was in heaven.

"Are you going to cum soon?" Bethany's breaths were coming shallower and faster.

"Pretty soon."

"Me too."  She puffed like she was in labor.  "Can you cum inside me?  I don't 
want to miss anything."

Dick accelerated, long hard throws, and then a series of quick partial 
penetrations, to tickle the underside of his dickhead.  "Okay, get ready."  Long 
in, short in, long in, short in, and then a dozen more shorts.  

"Oh Mr. Treyshun!"

Dick was motivated to match what his son and daughter had accomplished.  Another 
dozen shorts.  The tickle grew stronger.  That was all it took.  Dick pressed 
deep and exploded.  His dick ached as he spurted again.  Sandy had been wrong.  
Sex with her wasn't enough to prevent this.  "You're marvelous!"  

He rolled off, but Bethany rolled on top, keeping her naked boy pressed against 
his.  "The STRIP sessions leave me really horny so I'll need to see you a lot.  
Until your wife gets back."  Penny slumped on Dick's chest.  "Or maybe even 
after that?"

Dick hadn't thought about Cassi's return.  He missed her dearly, but sex with 
Bethany was the best he'd ever had.  Her enthusiasm was well beyond what Cassi 
had ever demonstrated, even in their earliest couplings.  How could he ever give 
up Bethany, even to his son Rod?  


* * * * * * * * * * 

###  An Original H M Tale  ###

Okay, the story has returned to the principals who have no principles.
Cassi is preparing for a quick-turn.  Penny is still preparing for an intimate 
encounter with her father.  Rod is out of the action with his mother gone, 
unless his sister continues to be willing.  Dick and Bethany have teamed up to 
keep each other satisfied.  And Sandy will come by periodically, an unnecessary 
fifth wheel on Dick's sex machine.
I could sure use some feedback on this series.  Send me an email at 
harveymarcus9@comcast.net.
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