Family Sex Night
By Perry Jones (pounder801@gmail.com)

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CHAPTER THREE

	On Friday night, Bob Preston picked up his daughter Linda at the train station.

	Driving home, he pulled into a dark and secluded suburban street, parking at the end of it, where there were no houses, only woods and fields. Bob turned off the lights, but he left the motor running. It was frosty outside, but the car heater kept the interior as warm as toast. Linda sat on the passenger side of the front seat. Her thick quilted coat was unzipped and open, with her lush breasts thrusting against the front of her tight sweater.

	She wore a skirt which reached down to her ankles, and flat-heeled brown leather boots. Her round face was smiling and rosy cheeked. Bob reached for his daughter as soon as he turned off the car lights. Here in the privacy of this quiet corner, he could welcome her home properly. He told her how much he missed her, and wrapped his arms around her in a loving embrace which more properly would have belonged to a boyfriend rather than a father.

	Linda responded eagerly. She might have left home to go away to college, but she was still her daddy's loving little girl. Bob kissed Linda right smack on her strawberry-red lips. She parted those lips, opening her mouth for his tongue, which slipped inside. The middle aged father passionately kissed his teen daughter. Heat poured from the outlets, but it didn't warm either of them half as much as each other's bodies did. Bob's tongue penetrated her mouth, gliding silkily against her tongue. Linda's daddy was a real good kisser, and she could happily have necked with him for hours, and had.

	While he kissed her, he put his hand on her breast. The bosom, wrapped in the soft fluffy fabric of her sweater, yielded under his touch. He fondled her through the sweater, his kissing mouth still locked to hers. Her breath was warm and sweet. Her long hair brushed his hot face. He put his hand on her leg, feeling the warmth of her thigh even through the thick skirt she had worn during the long trip down from college.

	It was a cold moonless night, with pale stars in a black sky. The car rocked on its chassis when chill winds blew. But the cold couldn't get inside the car, which was lushly heated, in a warm climate which promoted romance, and physical love. Bob's cock and balls felt tingling, heavy. His cock jerked in his shorts, expanding spasmodically, growing as it twitched and quivered. Its growth was boosted to a raging erection when Linda's shyly groping hands glided over his thighs and rested on the car seat between his spread legs.

	Her pink fingers danced on his crotch. His member surged into total stiffness, bulging the crotch of his trousers with its size. It was dark in the car. At this end of the street there were no lights, and what few houses there were, were safely out of sight. Bob pulled up his daughter's skirt as he caressed her thighs. He pulled the skirt up so that its hem glided over the tops of her smooth pink thighs he saw the white bikini panties which covered her pussy. Curly dark pubic hairs, the top fringe of her bush, peeped over the elastic waistband of her panties.

	Bob pulled his daughter's skirt up to her waist. He stopped kissing her only so he could take down those panties. Linda, happy as could be, kneaded the slabs of muscle at his shoulders. She rubbed his face, caressing its contours with her fingertips. 	Bob hooked his fingers into the waistband and tugged it down, uncovering the delicious vision of her bush and her exquisite pussy lips. The panties were rolled past the tops of her thighs. Linda lifted her lush bottom off the seat so her daddy could take down her panties. His eager hands stroked her soft flesh as he pulled the panties past her knees. She spread her knees to the sides after the panties had fallen to her booted ankles.

	Her pussy was a rich, dusky pink color which glowed warmly under the shade of the glossy, silken bush which covered her sex. 	Linda's sighs came faster when her father tenderly massaged her pussy, stroking it with his fingers, coaxing rich secretions from inside her. Linda slumped back into the car seat, bracing her back against the door. She pulled her sweater up over her breasts.

	Today she wore a bra, and the mounds of her bosom strained the white satin cups of the bra. Her stiff nipples were pressing the satin. She reached behind her back, unhooking her bra. She pulled the bra cups free from her breasts. Her nipples, no longer pressed and compressed by the bra cups, rose into stiff points which jutted on the tips of her breasts.

	It was a big car, but it still was cramped for the lovers in the front seat. Bob grunted as he squirmed around, out from under the steering wheel. 	He made free with his daughter's naked breasts, handling their delicious softness, stroking and gently pinching their hard nipples. He put his hand on her polished thighs, which were smooth, sleek, and shone whitely in the dimness of the car, where the only light was the soft glowing illumination of the instrument panel on the dashboard.

	Linda let her legs fall open as wide as she could. She rested one foot on the floor. Bob nuzzled her stiff-nippled breasts. 	He held her breast and ran his tongue tip over the hard nipple, whipping it. It throbbed, while Linda squealed and squirmed with excitement. He kissed his way down the tops of her breasts, over the nipples, along the smooth undersides. His tongue licked a wet line down her belly.

	He held his head over her crotch, over her pussy. Linda ruffled his hair and rubbed his shoulders, moaning all the while. His face was poised so closely over her pussy that his warm breath rustled through the glossy dark hairs of her thick and splendid bush. He took hold of her nubile hips, her flesh warm and smooth against his moist palms. He lowered his mouth to kiss her between the legs.

	A sweet scent of natural musk rose up from her sex, perfume from her fleshy flower. His cock throbbed with each inhalation of her natural aroma. He pressed his puckered lips against her pussy lips. Linda moaned, then sighed. Her pussy lips quivered under his kisses. His tongue licked out, rolling over her pussy, tracing out the fleshy folds of her tender slit, bringing heated blushes to her sighing face. 

	His saliva soon coated her pussy lips. He pressed his parted lips to her labia, then lanced his tongue up inside her. She was wet and dripping, the moist heat of her membranes sliding against his tongue. The taste of her was fresh and sweet on his probing tongue.

	Linda leaned back as far as she could in the cramped car. A hard bump on the car door pressed against her, but that minor discomfort was washed away by the waves of heated lust that her daddy's mouth was generating in her dripping pussy. Her juices were wet on his mouth and chin. His lips felt the quivering of her tender pussy lips. Her slippery membranes pulsed against his tongue. He rolled his tongue tip to the top of her slit, massaged her clitoris.

	Linda, moaning, rocked her hips, moving her pussy in response to the caresses of his tongue. The button of her clitoris glowed hotly. Her rich juices filled his mouth, smeared on his face. His tongue burrowed under the sheltering pussy lips at the top of her slit, to excite the clitoris. Sweat made Linda's buttocks stick to the vinyl car seat. She shoved her pussy against her daddy's face, grinding her dripping sex against his mouth. His swift tongue licked, lapped, rimmed, darted, aroused her to a fever pitch.

	The car shook on its chassis, not from the buffeting winds, but from the writhing of the daughter and father within. Linda's stiff nipples cried out for attention. They were so hard that they ached with soreness. She pressed her hands on her breasts and fondled herself. Linda toyed and teased her nipples, while her daddy's mouth pleased her pussy.

	She clamped her hands over her breasts, so that their stiff pink nipples jutted between her fingers. She opened and closed her fingers, squeezing the nipples. She roughly pinched the nipples, but the sharp pain had much pleasure in it, a clear intense sensation which cut through the steamy erotic fog. It was so humid with hot sex in the car that the windows were beaded with moisture, like the glass walls of a hothouse.

	Bob knew just how to please his daughter. After all, not only had he been the first to fuck her, but he was the first to go down on her pussy, too. His darting tongue whipped her clitoris to orgasm. As she climaxed, Linda pressed her thighs against the face wedged between them. She shook and shivered as her orgasm ran its course.

	Bob's face was pressed hard against her pussy, against the sleek wet pulsing membranes which glided like silk against his mouth. Linda sighed and sobbed from the force of her climax. His mouth, pressed to her pussy, felt the convulsions of orgasm which swept through her. His mind drifted back to the first night he had taken his daughter.

	Ellen was right there alongside him. He doubted that he could have broken the taboo line against incest, without his wife's eager support. But Ellen was just as eager to enjoy Linda as he was. It was something that the husband and wife had planned for a long time, having their offspring join them in sex. After all, nothing was more productive of lifelong happiness than an active sexual life. Ellen and Bob weren't going to have their daughters taught the wrong things.

	For a young girl to give up her virginity is a major experience. Why take the chance that that first time, and all the other times after that, might be clumsily handled by some awkward, horny boy who just wanted to get in Linda's pants? Ellen and Bob were determined that such a thing wouldn't happen, not to their girls. Sex would be part of the education of Linda and Jane.

	Of course, the parents were equally guided by their own selfish lusts, since Linda and Jane were a pair of delicious youngsters. The husband and wife didn't intend to throw pearls before swine, and leave Linda and Jane to discover sex for themselves, with all the potential hazards that entailed.

	No, Bob and Ellen would do the happy task themselves, and instruct their offspring in the joys and thrills of sexual love and ecstasy. Such was their theory, and they acted upon it. With the papers and TV news filled with the shocking statistics on teen pregnancy, there was little time to lose, and both girls were initiated into sex at a tender age.

	Linda, the oldest daughter, was the first. She had been bedded by her parents when she was in her early teens, only a year or so past puberty. At that time Jane had been a little girl, and Mark was a few years younger. The two younger children were sent to visit their aunt on the big night.

	Linda at that time was sweet and shy. Her round face was girlish, softened with baby fat. Her breasts were ripe mounds of flesh. She had always been a devoted daughter. This was a family where there were lots of displays of affection between parents and kids. Linda had a shadowy idea of what was going to happen to her.

	Young Linda had been proud that her parents were treating her like an adult, and not like a kid anymore. She trembled with excitement. Ellen had readied her daughter for the big night. Linda was freshly bathed, with her scrubbed smooth skin still flushed pink and warm from the bath. Her short hair was freshly shampooed and dried, and hung in bouncing waves around her round, smiling face.

	Linda dressed in a pretty white lace nightie which her mom had bought specially for the occasion. Linda was thrilled to wear it. Under her mom's loving eye, Linda pulled on the garment, slipping her then-small and budding breasts into the soft cups of the nightie.

	It was decorated with lots of darling little ribbons and bows and frills. It was short-sleeved, with a lacy hem which fell to the middle of her pink thighs. 	Linda wore her hair in pigtails at that time, and Ellen had tied both pigtails with white satin ribbon. When she was done, she hugged and kissed her daughter.

	She told Linda that she was the cutest little thing, pretty as a picture, sweet as sugar. She kept kissing and hugging Linda. Linda thought that her mom looked especially beautiful that night. Ellen wore a black satin slip with spaghetti-thin shoulder straps and black lace trimmings at the throat and the hem, which reached the middle of her thighs.

	When Linda was all dolled up, her mother took her by the hand and led her into the big bedroom which the parents shared. Daddy Bob Preston was in the bed, wearing pajamas. It was only eight o'clock, but the trio of mother, daughter, and father was dressed for bed.

	The lights were low and intimate. The sweet smell of fresh flowers, bought from the florist by Daddy for this special occasion, perfumed the bedroom. The bed was big. Daddy said he felt lonely, all by himself in that big bed, and he needed his loving wife and darling daughter to share it. Linda climbed into bed. The white sheets were fresh and clean. Her smooth pink flesh tingled where her bare limbs brushed over the sheets.

	Mom said that since this was a special night, Linda would get the first of many special treats, to celebrate her coming of age, and newfound adult status. Linda drank champagne for the first time. She laughed with childish glee when the cork popped explosively from the bottle. Mom got into bed on the other side of the girl, so Linda was between her mother and father. The trio sat up in bed, sipping champagne.

	Linda giggled from the way that the bubbles tickled her nose. The champagne bubbled like soda pop, only it made her feel all warm and tingling. When the champagne was consumed, the real treats began. Mom and Daddy hugged and kissed Linda. Linda lay back, her head resting on the pillows, with her parents' eager faces hovering over her. Speaking softly, soothingly, they told Linda that she must always keep their secret and reveal it to absolutely no one.

	Linda was cautioned against telling this even to her sister or brother. This prohibition only thrilled Linda, since it set her apart from her siblings, making her feel extra-special and knowing. She had a good idea of the mechanics of the lovemaking act she was no dummy but her knowledge was mostly on the theoretical side. She had enjoyed a few fumbling attempts at love play with boys from school, but the farthest she had ever gone was letting her best boyfriend touch her pussy.

	She shook with excitement. Her hushed voice trembled with eagerness as she gave her solemn promise to Mom and Daddy to never reveal family secrets to outsiders. Then Daddy kissed her. He was gentle with her, but his kisses made her senses swim, so that she felt like she might faint. She kissed him back, locking her red-lipped mouth on his, draping her skinny bare arms over his back, her passions rising up in her. 

	Daddy kissed her for a while, then Mom took over. That was even stranger than being kissed by her father. After all, Linda had been kissed by plenty of boys, but she had never been so lovingly and ardently kissed by another female. Mom's heavy breasts nuzzled Linda. Daddy and Mom lay on either side of the teen girl, their stroking hands roaming up and down her thin form.

	Linda was lightheaded from the champagne, and the skilled caresses only increased her erotic daze. Her flesh was warm and sensitive. Daddy was hard between his legs, a thick impressive and somewhat scary bulge sticking out in his groin. Mom's nipples jutted like thumbs. Daddy said that it was time for all of them to get naked. They were going to get as close as a family could possibly be, and then some.

	Mom and Daddy sat Linda up in bed. She shivered with excitement as her parents' hands eased off her pretty nightie, leaving her naked. Her pale pink nipples jutted at the tips of her budding breasts. It was a good thing that she was on the bed. Linda was so weak in the knees that she doubted that she could ever have stood up.

	Easy, stroking hands, two pairs of them, Mom's and Daddy's, eased her back down on the bed. Linda felt all wet inside her tender slit. Mom and Daddy took off their garments, eagerly shucking them off and tossing them to the floor. Linda examined their naked flesh with minute curiosity.

	Mom and Daddy both had great bodies. Linda had seen them in their bathing suits, and sometimes in their underwear, and she had seen her beautiful mother naked. But she had never seen Daddy with all his clothes off. He was all male, with a powerful well conditioned body, taut and trim. Linda stared with wide eyes at his rod of power.

	His stiff penis was a club of flesh with a wide swollen head. Linda looked away from it, blushing furiously, but quickly peaked. Mom was all naked, too. Linda envied Mom her lush, fully developed breasts. She hoped and prayed that her small budding breasts would blossom into similarly impressive mounds of flesh. It seemed unlikely then, to her youthful innocence.

	Mom's flesh was satin where it brushed Linda's. Mom and Daddy were on either side of the girl, kissing and caressing her. Daddy lay on his side, kissing and licking her small titties. Her tiny stiff pink nipples shone with his saliva.

	Daddy pressed his lips on her nipple, nibbling it. Mom caressed her daughter with long smooth strokes which glided down Linda's flanks. Mom put her hand between Linda's thin thighs, opening them to her touch. Linda had never been touched down there by another female. Mom's first caresses fell as lightly as feathers on Linda's delicate sex. At that time. Linda was very lightly bushed, with a thin triangle of soft furry brown hair which hardly veiled her thin, soft pussy lips.

	Linda soon moaned and. gasped from the caresses between her legs. The combined effect of her mother's fondlings, and the stimulating way that Daddy mouthed his darling daughter's budding breasts, made Linda melt into a pool of pleasure. 	In her erotic daze, Linda was only vaguely aware of Mom moving down on the bed, positioning Linda's skinny legs, then lowering her head between them. Linda gasped when Mom kissed her little pussy.

	She was so startled by the sudden intense pleasure of Mom's velvety lips gliding over her labia, that she sat up straight. Daddy chuckled as he eased his daughter back on the bed. Mom kissed her daughter between the legs, fastening her hot mouth on Linda's fragile pussy. Linda's anxiety vanished, swept away by the heated waves which Mom's lips and tongue sent crashing through her.

	The tender teen had never known such pleasure. Mom's tongue burrowed inside her, tasting her juices, which were thin and fresh. Mom lapped and licked her daughter's pussy. She massaged the clitoris with her tongue tip, pressing her hands down on Linda's parted, flexing thighs. Linda's whole center was her pussy, which had formed a total organism with Mom's mouth. The room whirled; Linda's senses spun. Linda shrieked' from the most intense orgasm she had ever known in her young life.

	Linda whipped her head from side to side in ecstasy. Her pussy was a seething mass of pleasure. She felt all hot and melting inside her slit. Mom lifted her wet face from Linda's pussy. The dear girl's thin bush and pussy lips were soaked with saliva, which dripped on the sheets. The mouthing was only the opening act. Daddy took his daughter's hand and guided it to his groin, pressing it against his stiff cock.

	Linda whispered fearfully. Daddy was so big, between his legs would she be able to take him inside her virgin pussy? 	Mom and Daddy kissed and caressed her, calming her, soothing away her fears. Linda was apprehensive. Would it hurt, when her cherry was broken? Some of the girls in school said that it was really painful.

	Daddy promised that he would be as gentle as possible. There would be an instant of pain when her maidenhead was broken that couldn't be helped but it wouldn't be too bad, and it would open the door to a lifetime of sexual pleasure. Linda shyly, softly said she was ready to give herself to her daddy.

	Daddy used lubricant to make her defloration easier. Mom rubbed the sweet-smelling grease into Linda's pussy, on the lips, and inside, too, smearing her membranes. Daddy s erection was also greased with loving care by Mom, so that the red club of flesh with the fat knobbed head shone with lubricant.

	Daddy mounted Linda, keeping most of his weight on his elbows and knees to avoid crushing his daughter. His cock throbbed where it brushed her, leaving shiny smears of lubricant on her smooth pink inner thighs. Mom pressed up against the girl, smoothing back her hair, fondling her.

	Daddy pressed the tip of his red, heated penis against her pussy. The cock tip, greased with lubricant, slid up and down the slit. Daddy rubbed his cock head against her pussy until her pussy lips were all warm and quivering. Then he pressed the cock head into her. The wedge of his cock head pushed apart her thin pussy lips, spreading them to the sides. Sharp sensations shot through her.

	Linda's tender membranes, which had never been thrilled by the touch of a hard penis, were stretched to make room for Daddy's throbbing member. As the cock head pushed into her, Linda was breathless and gasping. For an instant she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go through with it. But she calmed herself and her fears. The pain would pass, and she didn't want to disappoint Daddy and Mom by acting like a big baby. She cried out when Daddy's cock head prodded her maidenhead.

	The moment of truth had come. Linda writhed under Daddy, her long skinny legs thrashing, her straining moaning face all pale. Daddy and Mom held her down while Daddy took hold of her hips and pushed deep. There was an awful instant of sharp splitting pain between her legs, as the maidenhead resisted the assault of the thrusting penis. The resistance was short-lived. The tender tissue which barred the door of her pussy was battered down by the hard thrusting dick.

	
To Be Continued
