Author: Pookie
Title: Pookie | Melissa’s Secrets (Chapter 5)
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Melissa’s Secrets
By Pookie


Chapter 5


I left the Clark’s house and quickly rode my bike straight home, 
holding the envelope close. I was anxious to look at the new 
pictures closely. The only one I’d seen so far was of a couple 
fucking.

When I arrived, I snuck through the back door hoping Mom wouldn’t 
hear me. Fortunately, I didn’t see her in the hallway or near the 
stairs. I didn’t want to take any chances that she’d catch me 
with any of the Clarks pictures. I needed to get to my room 
before she knew I was home.

As I ran up the stairs to go to my bedroom, Mom called out and 
asked if it was me.

“Is that you, Melissa?”

I momentarily stopped at the top of the stairs and called back to 
her.

“I’m putting my cheerleading bag away. I’ll be down in a few 
minutes.”

After I hid the new pictures in my closet with the other ones, I 
went back downstairs to see what Mom was doing. It was late in 
the morning, and I was curious about when she was going shopping.

When I saw her walking into the hallway with a mop in her hands, 
I guessed that she had just finished mopping the kitchen floor. 
When she noticed me, I again wondered if she would ask me more 
questions about what I did with the Clarks the night before.

“Melissa, I need for you to help me out this morning so I can 
hurry up and fix lunch. I need to be somewhere this afternoon 
before going shopping. Would you please straighten up the family 
room and vacuum the floor for me, honey?”

“Sure, Mom,” I replied. I then asked, “Where are you going this 
afternoon?”

“I’m meeting Mrs. Clark at her house to go over some things.”

“Wha ... What things?” I asked, very anxiously.

“Oh ... we’re just going to discuss the fundraiser for next 
school year. Remember, Mrs. Clark is the new President of the 
PTSO. In case you forgot, I’m the Vice-President this coming year 
as well.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot.”

I walked into the family room from the hallway and Mom followed 
me. She sat down on the couch and reached for what looked like a 
fundraising folder that was lying on the coffee table. I kept 
waiting for the inevitable questions about last night. She still 
didn’t say anything as I started picking up some magazines lying 
around.

I kept glancing at my mom, though. Why didn’t she seem at all 
concerned that I spent the night alone with two people more than 
twice my age? I began straightening the pictures on one of the 
end tables.

“How long will you be?” I asked, without looking at my mom.

“How long will I be what?

“How long will you be at the Clark’s house?”

“Maybe an hour. Why do you want to know?”

“No reason.”

“I thought you would be glad for me to be out of the house this 
afternoon. I figured you might like some more time away from your 
old mom.”

“Mom! You’re not old!” I countered. “You’re so pretty, Mom.”

Mom was actually pretty hot, for a mom, I supposed. Her medium 
length dark brown hair framed her face perfectly. High cheek 
bones, and a cute small nose. Her bright smile could melt even 
me. She had a nice slim figure with boobs that fit her body 
perfectly. My grandparents say I’m a miniature version of her.

“Why, thank you, young lady. It’s nice to be appreciated as more 
than just your and your brother’s maid and cook.”

“Mom, puleeeze,” I said, being very theatrical about it.

“Well, that’s all it ever seems like I am in your eyes anymore.”

“Mom ... whatever,” I said with a frustrated sigh.

She stopped what she was doing and got off the couch. She came 
over to me, and gave me a big hug. She kissed me on the forehead 
and looked into my face.

“I’m just picking on you, hon,” she said. “But it would be nice 
if you let me know you appreciated me more. A hug or kiss 
sometimes would make me feel more loved by you.”

“I know. I love you, Mom,” I sincerely told her. “I do appreciate 
what you and Daddy do for me ... for Jamie and me. I know I don’t 
always act like I care. You’re the best, Mom.”

“I love you too, sweetheart. You sure are growing up so fast ... 
you and your brother.”

She paused for a moment.

“You know you can talk to me about anything you want. If you need 
a friend to talk to, you can talk to me ... or someone like Mrs. 
Clark, too.”

I cringed as soon as she mentioned Mrs. Clark.

“Melissa, sometimes a teenage girl needs an adult she can trust 
to talk to. I know it’s hard for a teenager to talk to her 
parents ... especially a daughter with her mother. I had the same 
problem with my mom. So if you don’t feel comfortable talking 
about something with me, I hope you’ll talk to someone like Mrs. 
Clark.”

She paused for a moment before she continued. She seemed to be 
thinking hard about what to tell me.

“Mrs. Clark likes you a lot. She thinks you’re a wonderful young 
lady to be around ... and to have as a friend for her daughter. 
I’m very happy that you two seem to be able to talk together ... 
like last night.”

I wondered just how Mom would feel if she really knew what Mrs. 
Clark and I had talked about ... and done ... when we were alone. 
Maybe she did know. Mrs. Clark had been so evasive when I asked 
her about what she talked to my mom about.

I do know my mom would really freak out if she knew I was having 
sex with Mrs. Clark. Or would she? She would just die if she knew 
I sucked off Mr. Clark and let him touch me the way he did last 
night. Then again, would she?

“Mom, what do you say to Mrs. Clark about me when you two talk?”

“Different things, sweetie,” she said, pausing for a moment. 
“Don’t be concerned about it. Mrs. Clark is a very close and 
trusted friend. I trust her completely when it comes to you. Now, 
let’s get busy so I can get finished cleaning the house before I 
need to leave. Then you’ll have some time alone to yourself,” she 
said, smiling.

Mom turned and grabbed the folder she had been looking through 
and left the room, going upstairs. I assumed she was getting 
ready to see Mrs. Clark, so she could leave as soon as lunch was 
over.

All of a sudden, a thought sent a chill through me. I wondered if 
Mrs. Clark had told Mom I was having sex with Sarah! Mrs. Clark 
knew I was having sex with her daughter whenever we had the 
chance. She actually encouraged it. If Mrs. Clark and my mom were 
that close, would Mrs. Clark tell her about Sarah and me having 
sex?

I felt sort of put off by my mom ... and Mrs. Clark ... for not 
telling me more about the things they said about me. But I was 
also glad to get away from talking about Mrs. Clark at that 
moment, too.

Mom and Mrs. Clark had both been so evasive when I asked them 
about the things they said to each other about me. I decided it 
was time to find the answers I wanted to know on my own. If they 
were going to keep secrets from me, then I was going to have to 
find out what those secrets were.

What I really wanted to know the most was if my mom was doing sex 
things with Mrs. Clark, like the women in the pictures. Could my 
mom be doing sexual things with women too? Does Daddy know any of 
this? Mr. Clark knows about his wife and doesn’t mind at all, it 
seemed. I just hoped that whatever was going on, it wouldn’t 
break up my family.


******


I finished picking up the family room and vacuumed the floor. 
After putting away the vacuum, I went upstairs and noticed that 
my parent’s bedroom door was slightly open. I could hear Mom 
talking. I assumed she was talking on the phone. I walked quietly 
up to the door to see what I could overhear her say.

“I need to get going, Colleen, if I’m going to get lunch finished 
and be over there at one. You told Maggie to be over then too?”

Why was Pam’s mom going to be at the Clark’s house? She isn’t on 
the PTSO this year.

“That’s great. I’m sure she’ll be very curious about what 
happened. I can’t believe it went that well. You are an amazing 
friend. I know Maggie won’t believe you did it that easily 
either. This is so incredible. I never thought it would happen so 
easily.” 


I was very curious about what they were talking about. My first 
thought was to run and grab one of the other phones so I could 
listen in. But I was afraid she was about to hang up, and I might 
miss hearing anything else. Mom was quiet for a few moments 
before she continued talking.

“We’ll see. Hopefully Greg and I can arrange something soon. I 
would love to see them myself. Greg is going to be very excited 
about all of this. I got to talk to him a little bit on the phone 
earlier, but he doesn’t know any of the details. I still want to 
hear about everything myself! Well, I’ll see you at one then. 
Bye, hon.”

I quickly moved away from the door and went into my room. What 
were they talking about? My God! Were they talking about last 
night?! Did my mom already talk to Mrs. Clark about last night 
when I was on my way back home from the Clark’s? Did she tell 
Daddy?

I was really in a panic after those questions raced through my 
mind. I tried to settle myself down. They must have been talking 
about something else. I knew I was probably just being paranoid.

The things my mom had said to Mrs. Clark were so suspicious 
though. But I knew I didn’t hear enough to figure out what was 
actually going on between them. I had to find out soon what was 
going on between all of them, or it would drive me nuts.

I heard Mom come out of her bedroom and go downstairs. I sat on 
my bed thinking about what I needed to do to find out what was 
going on between Mom and Mrs. Clark. My first thought was to go 
and spy on my mom when she went over to the Clarks. But I wasn’t 
sure how I could do that with them inside the house. Why was Mrs. 
Rayner, Pam’s mom, planning to be there, too? I realized I might 
not find out anything with her hanging around them.

I stayed in my bedroom for a while thinking about just what I 
could do to uncover what was obviously a big secret involving Mom 
and Mrs. Clark.

“Melissa! Come downstairs, please. Lunch is ready,” Mom called up 
to me.

“I’ll be down in a few minutes,” I yelled.

I knew I didn’t have long to figure out what I was going to do. 
If only there was a way to get inside the Clark’s house without 
them catching me. Even if I got inside, how could I then get 
close to them to overhear what they said?

I went downstairs and sat with Mom while we ate sandwiches. I 
mostly looked down at my plate, trying to come up with a plan. I 
did glance up at my mom every few minutes to see if I could tell 
what she might be thinking. However, she had the same look about 
her that she always did. But then again, I didn’t make a point of 
watching my mom all the time. That was about to change.

Mom got up from her chair and washed her plate and glass. She 
dried her hands before turning to walk out of the kitchen.

“Sweetie, I’m about to leave now. Is there anything you need?”

An idea struck me!

“Ummm yeah, Mom. Are you still going shopping at the mall after 
you leave Mrs. Clark’s house?”

“I was planning to go there afterwards.”

“Do you think I could go with you? There’s a CD I want to buy.”

“Uh, yeah. I tell you what ... I’ll stop by here after I leave 
Colleen’s to pick you up.”

“There’s no need to do that. I can just go over there with you. 
It’ll save you a trip back here.”

I figured I had her now.

“I don’t think you’ll like sitting around while we talk about 
fundraisers. Let me just come back by here to get you afterwards. 
It won’t be any trouble.”

Well, that idea didn’t work like I’d hoped. But it did tell me 
that my mom didn’t want me there to possibly overhear them, or 
see what might happen.

“I don’t mind waiting over there, Mom. Mrs. Clark has some neat 
magazines I can look at while I’m there.”

I could see that she was trying to figure out what to say next.

“I tell you what, sweetheart. How about you stay here and start a 
load of laundry for me. I meant to start a load earlier, but 
forgot after I got in a rush. If you do that for me, I’ll come 
back by here and get you. If the CD you want is at the store, 
I’ll buy it for you for helping me out today.”

Well, that backfired. I would love for her to pay for that CD, 
but I didn’t want her to come back here for me. I wanted to be at 
the Clarks while she was there! I also realized quickly that if 
she came back here to pick me up, that there was no way I could 
even sneak over there and get back here before she did.

It was like she could read my thoughts. She always seemed to have 
a counter move for it, too! I decided to try another approach.

“Oh, I just remembered. The CD I want won’t be out until next 
week ... I was mixing it up with another one.”

“Will you still start that load of laundry for me anyways?”

I felt like an idiot at that point. All I got for my efforts was 
laundry to do.

“Yeah, Mom,” I said, trying not to sound defeated.

“Thanks, honey. Maybe we can go get that CD next week. I’ll still 
pay for it then.”

“That’s cool. Would it be alright if I ride down to the bike 
paths at the riverfront after I get the laundry started?”

“I guess so. Just don’t stay down there too late. Be back here 
before five.”

“Okay. Thanks, Mom.”

I totally sucked at outsmarting Mom, especially when she 
suspected I might be up to something. The only thing I could do 
was to go hang out around the Clark’s house, and look for some 
opportunity to spy on them. At least I got an excuse to be away 
from the house, in case she returned before me.


******


Mom went back upstairs while I went to the laundry room to get 
the wash started. The frickin’ clothes weren’t even separated! I 
groaned as I realized I’d really screwed myself with my scheming.

I was grumbling as I separated clothes into different piles. 
There were several loads that needed to be washed. I decided to 
take her instructions literally - a load, as in one and only one. 
Otherwise, I’d be washing clothes all afternoon.

A few minutes later, she came by to let me know she was leaving.

“Thanks for helping me out, Melissa,” she said approvingly.

“Just following orders, boss,” I said, smirking, which earned me 
a smirk from her in return.

“You’re tough. You’ll survive,” she said, walking over to kiss my 
cheek.

As she turned to leave, I stuck my tongue out at her, and noticed 
that she had the same fundraiser folder in her hand. I hurried to 
finish loading the washing machine. Once I had it started, I 
hurried out the back door and ran to get my bike.

By the time I got around to the front of the house with my bike, 
Mom’s car was already gone. I immediately set out for the Clark’s 
house. I didn’t know what I would do once I got there, but I 
decided I would just figure something out when I did.

I rode my bike as fast as I could. As I approached the house, I 
still didn’t know what I was going to do. I was careful not to 
get too close to the house yet, so my mom wouldn’t see me if she 
happened to come back out to her car. I also knew Mrs. Rayner 
from across the street might see me as well. I needed to know 
where she was.

I then remembered that the Clarks left their shades up during the 
day. The side of the house opposite their garage was secluded 
because of the trees and bushes on that side. There was a window 
in the family room on that side that I could watch from. I knew I 
wouldn’t be able to hear anything, but maybe I could see what 
they were doing at least.

I looked across the street at Pam’s house. I wasn’t sure if Mrs. 
Rayner had already walked over to the Clark’s yet. It was still 
about ten minutes before one. I decided I would just have to risk 
being seen by Mrs. Rayner if she happened to come out of her 
house. No guts, no glory Daddy sometimes said. He also said 
something about a fool rushing in somewhere, but he was usually 
scolding me for being impatient when he said that. I didn’t have 
time to be patient right then.

I climbed off my bike and ran with it down the sidewalk. As soon 
as I was in front of the Clark’s house, I cut through the yard to 
the side of the house where the family room was located. I laid 
my bike down near the fence and sneaked between the bushes so I 
could get up to the window. Fortunately, Mrs. Clark had the shade 
up, as usual.

I crept up near the window and lifted my head slowly until I 
could see into the family room. I saw Mrs. Clark and Mom sitting 
on the big couch, side by side. Mrs. Clark seemed to be excited 
as she talked. Mom had a surprised look on her face as she 
intently listened to her.

I didn’t see Mrs. Rayner in the room, so I guessed she hadn’t 
come over from her house yet. I figured my luck was running 
pretty good at the moment. Maybe I would get even luckier and 
figure out what was going on with all of them.

My mom kept looking at Mrs. Clark with astonishment. At times, 
Mrs. Clark seemed to look almost bashful as she talked. I was mad 
at myself for not figuring a way to get in the house so I could 
overhear what was being said.

I saw their heads turn toward the family room door. Mrs. Clark 
turned back quickly, said something to Mom, got up and left the 
room. After about a minute, Mrs. Rayner came into the room 
followed by Mrs. Clark. They all sat down together with my mom, 
and Mrs. Clark began to talk to both of them.

While Mrs. Clark was talking, both Mom and Mrs. Rayner had 
surprised looks on their faces. Mrs. Rayner had the same 
astonished look that my mom had before. Mom blushed a few times 
when Mrs. Rayner would turn and say something to her.

It was obvious that they weren’t talking about any PTSO 
fundraisers. The fundraiser folder Mom had brought with her was 
lying on the coffee table, untouched, and had been since I’d 
started watching.

As I watched, Mrs. Clark stood up quickly and gestured for Mom 
and Mrs. Rayner to stay where they were. She left the room just 
as quickly. I figured she must be coming right back.

Mrs. Rayner turned to my mom and began talking to her. She seemed 
very excited, while Mom seemed to be blushing again.

Mom has known Mrs. Rayner since forever it seemed. I’ve heard 
them talking about their college days a few times. I usually 
tuned out when they got started reminiscing the old days.

Mrs. Clark came back into the room carrying a box. It looked very 
similar to the one with the pictures she had shown me just a few 
hours before. She opened it and pulled out what appeared to be 
pictures, just like the ones from earlier.

From where I was at the window, I couldn’t see what the pictures 
showed. I could tell they were printouts of pictures like the 
ones I had been given though. They had to be looking at nude 
pictures that the Clarks had taken. They just had to be.

I couldn’t help but be amazed, watching my own mom looking at 
what I just knew were pictures of people having sex. Mom stared 
at the pictures with wide eyes and a big smile. She certainly was 
not upset by what she saw in any of them. I did feel anxious, 
though. I kept wondering if maybe Mom was looking at the pictures 
of me sucking Mr. Clark’s cock.

Mrs. Clark did tell me that she would only show them to trusted 
friends. Mom and Mrs. Clark had known each other forever. I was 
really beginning to feel anxious.

They were looking at a lot of pictures. Mrs. Clark hadn’t taken 
nearly that many of me the prior night. She was taking out quite 
a few of them for Mom and Mrs. Rayner to look at. So, they had to 
be looking at pictures of other people I probably hadn’t seen 
yet.

I wondered just how many different people the Clarks had pictures 
of. How many of them were they of people I might know? I had to 
figure out how to be alone with Mrs. Clark again ... and soon.

After about five minutes of looking at the pictures, Mrs. Clark 
reached into the box and pulled out a disc. She got up and walked 
over to the TV, and put the disc into their DVD player. She 
walked back over to the couch and picked up the remote control.

Again, I was mad at myself for not getting into the house. From 
where I was at the window, I couldn’t get a good look at the 
front of the TV to see what they were watching.

I looked back at Mom and her friends as they stared intently at 
the TV. I just knew they had to be looking at a video of people 
having sex, probably friends of the Clarks. It must’ve been be a 
new video. It couldn’t be of me because Mrs. Clark didn’t use a 
video camera the previous night.

Then I really panicked as I wondered if she had hidden a camera 
in the bedroom and recorded me sucking off Mr. Clark! Were my mom 
and Mrs. Rayner looking at a video of me doing sex stuff with the 
Clarks?!

I noticed Mom looking quickly at her purse on the coffee table. 
Mom leaned over, grabbed her cell phone from her open purse, held 
it to her ear, and talked into it for a short time. She then 
stood up from the couch and looked as if she were about to leave. 
Mrs. Rayner and Mrs. Clark stood up as well.

I watched Mom kiss both of her friends in a more intimate way 
than I would have expected of her. The kiss she gave each of them 
was nothing like I’d seen in the past. It was more than just a 
friendly kiss, but not quite like when Mrs. Clark kissed me when 
we were alone together.

Mrs. Clark reached down for some of the pictures and handed them 
to Mom. She picked up the fundraiser folder and stuck them 
inside. Mrs. Clark gestured for Mom to wait right there, and then 
left the room quickly.

She was gone for a few moments before coming back with what 
looked like a CD case in her hand. She gave it to Mom and smiled 
at her. Mom appeared to blush again. Then she put the CD case 
into her purse, appeared to say goodbye to her friends, and left 
the room leaving Mrs. Rayner and Mrs. Clark alone together.

They sat back down on the couch and resumed watching the video. 
They were sitting so that their legs and arms were touching. I 
then watched Mrs. Clark move her hand onto Mrs. Rayner’s thigh. 
She moved it slowly upward. Mrs. Rayner moved her hand over Mrs. 
Clark’s hand.

They both turned to look into each other’s face, only inches 
apart. Mrs. Rayner moved until her lips touched Mrs. Clark’s. 
Their kiss quickly became very passionate. Watching what they 
were doing made me very horny. I couldn’t believe I was watching 
Sarah and Pam’s moms about to have sex.

After they kissed for a short time, Mrs. Rayner stood up and 
began taking her clothes off. She had a great body. Her breasts 
were bigger than Mom’s and Mrs. Clark’s. Pam’s were bigger than 
mine and Sarah’s. Her sister Penny’s breasts were rather large, 
too. It must be genetic, I figured. Hopefully mine would grow to 
be at least as big as Mom’s.

Mrs. Clark stood as well and began to help her. After Mrs. Rayner 
was naked, Mrs. Clark moved her hands along Mrs. Rayner’s body, 
touching her shoulders and breasts before letting her hands stop 
on her hips. Mrs. Rayner then began undressing Mrs. Clark. It 
didn’t take her long to get Mrs. Clark just as naked as she was.

Mrs. Rayner sat on the couch again, pulling Mrs. Clark to her so 
that she was sitting on her lap as they leaned back. They kissed 
as they touched and squeezed each other’s breasts.

Mrs. Clark’s hand then moved down to Mrs. Rayner’s pussy. It was 
obvious from her reaction that Mrs. Clark had put a finger 
inside. She began to slowly move it in and out of Mrs. Rayner’s 
pussy as they pressed their open mouths together in a deep kiss.

Movement at the family room door caught my eye. Mr. Clark was 
standing there with a big smile on his face. He walked into the 
room and seemed to say something to his wife as she made out with 
her friend. They both looked at him, but neither seemed surprised 
at all that he was there. Mrs. Clark continued to finger her 
friend’s pussy in plain sight of her husband’s gaze.

Mr. Clark then decided to join their little party. He began to 
take his shirt off. I couldn’t believe my luck. I now knew from 
Mrs. Rayner’s reactions that this was not the first time she had 
been in a situation like this with the Clarks.

My own pussy was tingling as I anticipated what I was about to 
watch. I knew I was about to see Mr. Clark have sex with Mrs. 
Rayner. He was going to do it in front of his own wife, with her 
participating probably, just like I had done with the Clarks the 
night before.

It didn’t take Mr. Clark long to remove all of his clothes. His 
hard cock showed the two ladies just how eager he was to join in 
with them. He surprised me, though, when he walked over to a 
small desk and picked up a camera. He went back over to the women 
and took a picture of them.

Mr. Clark motioned for them to get into different positions as he 
took more pictures of them kissing and touching each other. 
Between pictures, Mr. Clark would grab his cock and stroke it. 
The women would watch his hand sliding up and down his hard 
length as they repositioned themselves for other pictures.

Mrs. Clark moved down Mrs. Rayner’s body and began to lick her 
pussy, just like she’d licked mine before. Mr. Clark got down 
close to them with the camera to get a good close-up of his 
wife’s tongue as she licked their friend’s clit.

By that time, my own pussy needed some serious attention. I put 
my hand between my legs and felt the heat through my shorts. I 
glanced down at my shirt and could see my hard nipples, even with 
a bra on. I cupped one of my breasts and squeezed my nipple while 
I rubbed myself through my shorts.

After a few minutes, Mrs. Clark rose and kissed her husband with 
Mrs. Rayner’s wetness on her lips and chin. They kissed very 
deeply before Mrs. Clark took the camera from him. He then moved 
over and stood next to Mrs. Rayner, who was now sitting on the 
edge of the couch.

Mrs. Rayner reached out, took his cock in her hand, and began 
stroking it. She grinned up at Mrs. Clark, who took a picture of 
them. Mrs. Rayner then leaned closer to Mr. Clark and began 
licking the head of his big cock. Mrs. Clark kept taking pictures 
of her husband about to get a blowjob.

Mrs. Rayner held his cock straight up and ran her tongue along 
the underside of his shaft. When she reached the tip, she let it 
slide between her lips, and slowly let most of it slide into her 
mouth.

I was so horny at that point that I had to do something to 
relieve myself. I glanced around to see if someone had maybe 
walked up or was watching me. I felt stupid for a moment after 
realizing that I hadn’t been paying attention to what was going 
on around me. But I knew that the spot I was in was very 
secluded, so I wasn’t too concerned about getting caught.

After I checked to see if anyone was close by, I slid my shorts 
down my legs a little, along with my panties, which were quite 
damp. I moved back up to the window so I could look inside the 
family room again. Mrs. Rayner was bobbing her head on Mr. 
Clark’s cock. He moved his hips slowly to match the motions of 
Mrs. Rayner’s.

Mrs. Clark would take a picture and then stop to watch her 
husband and friend. I watched her move her hand to touch her own 
pussy, just like I was doing. I rubbed my clit gently while I 
watched the three of them getting off together.

After a few minutes, Mr. Clark pulled his cock away from Mrs. 
Rayner’s mouth. He had Mrs. Rayner lie on her back and spread her 
legs. He moved so that he was between her legs with his bouncing 
erection just a few inches from her pussy. Mrs. Clark took a few 
more pictures before he began to ease the tip of his cock inside 
Mrs. Rayner.

It was so amazing watching a woman’s husband put his cock inside 
their friend’s pussy, while his wife took pictures of it all.

Mr. Clark began to fuck Mrs. Rayner with slow, lengthy strokes. 
Mrs. Clark took a few more pictures before she appeared to ask 
Mrs. Rayner to change positions. Mr. Clark pulled his cock from 
Mrs. Rayner’s pussy, and stood beside the couch next to her.

Mrs. Rayner moved off the couch and got down on the floor on her 
hands and knees. Mr. Clark got down on his knees behind her, and 
put the head of his cock at the entrance to her fuck hole. He 
then rubbed the head along her pussy lips for a moment before he 
pushed it completely inside her once again. From my position, I 
could see the length of his cock as he fucked her with long, slow 
strokes.

Mrs. Clark took a few more pictures before putting the camera 
down. She moved around in front of Mrs. Rayner and lay down so 
that her pussy was just below her friend’s head. Mrs. Rayner 
moved her mouth down to Mrs. Clark’s pussy, and began licking her 
clit.

Watching this made me extremely horny. I began to slide a finger 
in and out of my opening with one hand, while rubbing my clit at 
the same time with the other. Watching the three of them in the 
family room, I was so close to a very strong orgasm. I watched 
Mrs. Clark’s face as she climaxed from Mrs. Rayner’s tongue on 
her clit.

Mrs. Clark’s orgasm seemed to start a chain reaction. Mrs. Rayner 
and Mr. Clark joined in with their own orgasms. Mr. Clark thrust 
in deep and closed his eyes tightly, his head tilting back. The 
look on his face as he came inside Mrs. Rayner’s pussy was 
incredible. I hadn’t seen that look the previous night because of 
my face being buried in his, or Mrs. Clark’s, crotch during the 
times he came.

The sight of all three of them cumming one after the other set 
off my own intense orgasm, similar to the one I had last night. I 
settled to the ground under the window as my orgasm made my legs 
unsteady. My hand was soaked with my juices as my pussy throbbed 
on and on.

My eyes were squeezed shut. I was so focused on my orgasm that 
I’d forgotten where I was. Once I started to unwind from the 
intensity of my orgasm, I opened my eyes and looked around to see 
if anyone might have noticed me. I didn’t think I had moaned or 
yelled out, but I wasn’t sure about anything at that point other 
than how good my pussy felt.

I stood back up and looked into the window, my shorts and panties 
still around my feet. I saw the three of them putting their 
clothes back on. Once they were dressed, they all sat down on the 
couch together.

Mr. Clark picked up the remote and pointed it at the DVD player. 
I had forgotten about the video, and was curious again what they 
had been watching. It appeared that they were going to keep on 
watching whatever it was as they sat together, still touching 
each other.

I decided I’d better get away from the window. The last thing I 
wanted was to be discovered playing with myself. I pulled my 
panties and shorts back up, looked around, crept carefully over 
to my bike, grabbed it, and walked quickly out to the street.


******


While I stood on the sidewalk with my bike, I wondered if my mom 
had ever done what I’d just seen Mrs. Rayner do with the Clarks. 
I then realized that Mrs. Rayner was cheating on her husband with 
the Clarks. Or was she?

Did Mr. Rayner know about this? No way, I decided. There was no 
way he would be having orgies and fucking others like his wife 
was with the Clarks. She had to be cheating on him. Now I had a 
really neat secret about Pam’s mom! I still didn’t know what my 
mom and Mrs. Clark were up to though. I would have to keep trying 
to find out.

I didn’t really know where to go at that point. I didn’t feel 
like going home, so I figured I’d go across the street to see 
Pam, if she were home. 

Gawd! It was going to be so wild to hang out with Pam now, 
knowing what I did about her mom. For once, I knew more than she 
did! I couldn’t tell her though. I wouldn’t hurt a friend like 
that. I didn’t want to piss her off by telling her something she 
probably wouldn’t believe anyways.

I walked across the street with my bike. I went up to the front 
door and rang the bell. No one came to the door. I knew Pam liked 
to hang out in their hot tub out back, so I decided to walk 
around back and see if she was there. Maybe she would let me 
borrow one of her bikini bottoms and join her if she were. It was 
silly to borrow one of her tops, because I’d look silly wearing 
it with my little boobs.

I picked up my bike and walked around to the side of the house. 
Their backyard had a big privacy fence around it. The gate to the 
fence was on the right side of the house, about three quarters of 
the way from the front of the house.

As soon as I got close to the gate, I could hear a radio playing. 
It was probably on the deck at the backdoor. I also could hear 
the humming from the jets of their hot tub on the deck as well. I 
could hear Pam’s voice talking to someone. I figured it was her 
brother or sister with her.

I quietly opened the gate and looked into the part of the 
backyard I could see from there. I didn’t see anyone, so I knew 
Pam was likely on the deck. I walked through the gate, and 
quietly moved to the corner of the back of the house, peeked 
around and saw Pam and her sister, Penny, in the hot tub 
together.

Penny is pretty cool, even though she was almost four years older 
than us. She was not so stuck up like most high school chicks. I 
was about to step around the corner when the storm door opened 
and their younger brother, Peter, walked out ... followed by 
Sarah! She was supposed to be at her grandparents for the 
weekend!

Why did Sarah tell me she was going to be at her grandparents’ 
house? I got really mad when I realized she had lied to me. If 
she wanted to spend the weekend with Pam, she could have just 
said so!

Penny climbed out of the hot tub followed by Pam. Penny began 
talking to Peter.

“You’re sure Mom is gone?”

“Yeah. No one is here but us now,” Peter said, and smiled.

“Okay then kiddies. It looks like the coast is clear,” Penny 
said, smiling slyly.

My mouth then fell open as I watched Penny start taking off her 
bikini top in front of everyone, including her younger brother! 
Each of them began removing their swimsuits.

I was stunned as I watched Sarah join them in stripping down 
naked. I watched as Peter quickly slid his trunks down and 
revealed his erection. It was hard to see everything with the 
railing around the deck, but I could see enough to know they were 
all naked.

They all stood around looking at each other for a few moments. 
Penny then stepped over, took Sarah’s arms with her hands, and 
looked at her sexy body up close. They began kissing and touching 
each other’s breasts. I felt so jealous. I wanted to be up there 
with them.

Peter stood there with his hand on his hard cock. I’d always 
thought he was a dork, but he did seem to have a nice cock for 
being about four months younger than me. Pam walked over to him 
and moved his hand away so she could hold it herself. She stroked 
it a few times while Peter reached out to touch and squeeze her 
hard nipples.

Penny broke away from Sarah and grabbed some towels from a chair 
near the hot tub. She handed one to each of the others, and they 
spread them out on the deck, side by side. They all then lay down 
on the blankets together.

Once they were all lying down on the deck, it was a little harder 
to see them clearly. I decided to sneak up to the deck to 
continue watching them.

After I got up to the deck and was sure no one could easily see 
me, I peeked through the rails and was amazed and excited by what 
I saw. Sarah was lying on her back. Penny was lying on top of 
Sarah with her mouth busy licking and kissing Sarah’s pussy, 
while Sarah returned the favor.

Penny had her legs stretched out, with them spread wide enough so 
I could see her pussy. I felt a strong urge to lick her pussy 
myself. She had such a pretty body. I was so envious of all of 
them. I felt left out.

I could also see Peter and Pam on the other side of them. Peter 
was on his back as Pam knelt between his legs. She was bent over 
so that she could suck her brother’s cock. Pam was really 
enjoying it too. Peter was certainly into it. It was obviously 
not their first time doing this either.

The more I thought about it, the more pissed off I was with Pam. 
I had arranged for her to suck off my brother. She knew what 
Jamie and I had been doing together, and she didn’t think about 
even telling me she did things with her own brother and sister.

I stared for a few minutes at all of them, resentful of what they 
are doing, wondering why Pam and Sarah had kept this from me.

I then heard Sarah ask Pam about when her mom was supposed to be 
home. Pam let her brother’s cock slip from her mouth so she could 
answer.

“It’ll be hours. She said she was going shopping at several 
places. She’s always gone for hours when she does.”

I knew something they didn’t though. I knew that Mrs. Rayner 
could come across the street from the Clarks at any time, after 
having had sex with them. I smiled devilishly as I figured they 
would all get busted for fooling around like this. Mrs. Rayner 
might fuck around, but I doubted she would like it if she found 
her own kids like this. I watched and kept glancing at the storm 
door, expecting to see Mrs. Rayner appear there at any time.

After watching a little longer, I finally noticed Mrs. Rayner at 
the back door. I just knew she was about to rush out the door and 
confront them all. She could easily see her youngest daughter 
sucking off her son. She could see her oldest daughter licking 
Sarah’s pussy.

I was somewhat surprised though when Mrs. Rayner walked from the 
door for a moment. Why didn’t she come out and stop them? Then I 
noticed her at the door again. She was in a position so she could 
see what her kids were doing, but it would be difficult for them 
to see her. I probably wouldn’t have noticed her if I hadn’t been 
expecting to see her come back.

Then I got the shock of my life. I stared in amazement as Mrs. 
Rayner held a camera up and pointed it at her kids making out on 
the deck. I couldn’t believe that she wasn’t upset about what she 
was watching. She was far from upset. She wanted pictures of her 
kids having sex!

I was so horny that I had to rub my pussy again. I slid my shorts 
and panties down for the second time and began to play with my 
clit.

No one on the deck even looked toward the back door, since they 
were occupied with what they were doing anyways. I kept looking 
at Mrs. Rayner, who was still hiding and taking pictures, and 
then back at my friends having sex on the deck. I then noticed 
that Mrs. Rayner had unbuttoned her blouse. Between pictures, she 
was touching herself while she watched her children and Sarah 
perform oral sex and touch each other.

The biggest shock of all came when Penny seemed to realize that 
Peter was about to orgasm from Pam’s blowjob.

“Stop, Pam. Let me make him cum.”

Pam moved away from Peter. His wet cock jerked. It was still very 
hard and sticking in the air. Penny then moved over and straddled 
her brother. She settled down so that her pussy was over Peter’s 
cock. Pam reached between them, grabbed his cock, and pointed it 
up toward her sister’s opening.

Penny then lowered herself and let Peter’s cock slide all the way 
inside her. I glanced up at the backdoor, just knowing that Mrs. 
Rayner would stop this. Peter could possibly make his sister 
pregnant! But Mrs. Rayner did nothing, except continue to take 
pictures and touch herself.

Penny began to raise and lower herself on her brother’s dick. It 
only took a few times before Peter moaned out that he was having 
an orgasm. Penny just sat down so his cock was deep inside her 
pussy while he came. After a short time, Penny moved off her 
brother and lay down on her back. She looked at her sister, Pam, 
and smiled.

“You promised you would. You lost the bet, so it’s your turn to 
do it,” Penny said with a devilish grin.

I wasn’t sure what she was talking about until Pam knelt down 
between her sister’s legs and began licking Peter’s cum from 
Penny’s pussy. I had an orgasm right then as I rubbed my 
throbbing pussy, squeezing my nipple hard through my shirt as I 
watched them. I bit my lip to keep from making any noise.

After my orgasm had subsided, I knew I needed to get out of the 
Rayner’s backyard before someone discovered me. I slid my panties 
and shorts back up for the second time in the past hour and 
sneaked back to the gate at the side of the house. After I opened 
the gate and closed it quietly, I grabbed my bike and got out of 
there as fast as I could.

Now, I had some big secrets to keep. I wondered how many more 
secrets I would discover about my family and friends. I still had 
to figure out what was going on with Mom. How involved was she in 
all of this? What would Daddy think about everything? Mrs. Rayner 
was obviously into whatever was going on in a big way. Could my 
mother be, too?

I had to find out what was on the CD that Mrs. Clark gave Mom 
when she was leaving her house, too. I had learned a lot, but I 
still was not much closer to uncovering what was going on between 
the two of them.


******


I rode back to my house and decided to just go hang out in my 
room. I also wanted to look at the other pictures Mrs. Clark had 
given me. I went to my closet, pulled them all out, and spread 
them across my bed.

I tingled all over as I looked at the one with Mr. Clark’s cock 
in my mouth. I wondered if he was looking at the same picture 
while I was, the one Mrs. Clark took after she took off my top so 
Mr. Clark could see my breasts. My lips were wrapped around his 
hard cock. It would’ve been so cool if he were playing with his 
cock while looking at the same picture at the same time that I 
was.

I realized just how young I must have looked to him, dressed in 
my cheerleader outfit, my small breasts with puffy nipples. Mr. 
Clark loved that I looked young. His fantasy of having a young 
girl sucking him off had happened for real.

I looked up from the picture and sighed. I was still upset with 
Pam for hiding what she was doing with her brother. After all, 
she knew I’d done oral sex with my brother, and I had let her 
watch and join in. Pam knew my secret, but was hiding hers from 
me.

I glanced through all of the old ones again, I didn’t recognize 
anyone. For most of them, I couldn’t really see all the faces 
clearly because of the camera angles. A few of them showed the 
faces very clearly though.

One of my favorites was a great picture of a woman probably close 
to my parents’ age sucking on a nice cock. She looked really 
pretty, even with her mouth full of dick. In the picture of the 
same couple with the man lying on the bed, I could see his face 
pretty good. He looked handsome, and had a trim body as well.

I knew then that I wanted to spend some more time with Mrs. 
Clark. I was determined to find out who some of her friends were.

Even as hot as the pictures were, I couldn’t keep my mind off of 
Pam and Sarah. Why would Pam not tell me about playing around 
with her brother? Why did she keep secret that she was having sex 
with her sister, Penny? Pam and I had already fooled around 
together. It wasn’t like I was going to judge her, or think she 
was sick for having sex with a girl. I really felt betrayed, 
considering all I had let her know about me.

And Sarah was supposed to be my best friend. Why did she lie 
about going to her grandparents’ house? I didn’t care if she 
wanted to have sex with others. Was she mad at me about 
something? The last time we were together, she didn’t seem pissed 
off about anything.

Could Sarah have found out what I was doing with her mom and dad? 
I didn’t know how she could. Maybe Pam told her about Jamie, and 
now she was pissed at me for hiding that from her. That thought 
scared me most of all. If she told others about Jamie and me 
doing oral sex, I would just die from embarrassment. I could 
never go to school again.

I wished I knew who the Clarks’ friends were in the other 
pictures. Who all were they having sex with? I never would have 
thought Mrs. Rayner would cheat on her husband with another man 
... and a woman.

Then after she’d had a threesome with them, she went home and 
watched her kids having sex, and didn’t do anything to stop it! 
Mrs. Rayner had just stood there and watched her youngest 
daughter sucking on her son’s hard cock. She watched her oldest 
daughter licking, and getting licked, by Sarah before that same 
daughter fucked her brother without using a condom.

I admit that I was totally turned on while spying on them, just 
like Mrs. Rayner had been. But she was their mother, for God’s 
sake!

My God! What if Penny got pregnant by her own brother?! Her life 
would be ruined! That’s why I never let Jamie fuck me, besides 
wanting to stay a virgin. Maybe Penny was already on birth 
control. I knew Pam wasn’t though. But Penny was seventeen 
already, so I just assumed she was on birth control. I didn’t 
think she was stupid enough to fuck her own brother and get 
pregnant.

I held up the pictures that Mr. Clark had given me of the sex we 
had the night before. Mrs. Clark told me that she would only let 
close trusted friends see them. Obviously, Mrs. Rayner was a very 
close friend. Would Mrs. Rayner actually show anyone the pictures 
of her own children? Would Mrs. Clark let her see pictures of me, 
so that she could see the ones of Mrs. Rayner’s kids having sex?

As I thought about Mrs. Rayner and the Clarks sharing pictures, I 
realized they might show Mrs. Rayner’s pictures to my mom 
sometime, along with the ones with me in them. Would Mom want to 
see Pam and Peter together?

I recalled the image of Pam licking her brother’s hard cock. 
Would Mom want to see a picture of that? Would Mom like looking 
at two teen sisters having sex? If she did like those kinds of 
pictures, would she care if she knew I was doing the same things 
with Jamie, Sarah and Pam?

I glanced down at all the pictures I had spread out on my bed. I 
loved looking at the ones of the Clarks with their friends. I 
wanted to look at the pictures Mrs. Rayner took today as well. No 
matter how dangerous, it was a lot of fun being so incredibly 
naughty. Discovering so many sex secrets about my friends and 
family was just as much fun as the sex itself.

The more I was able to witness people having sex, the more I 
wanted to have sex myself. I pressed my hand over my pussy 
through my shorts, remembering the look on Penny’s face while she 
rode her brother’s cock until he came inside her. I really wished 
it could have been me riding his cock while being watched. Could 
I really fuck Pam’s little brother? As pissed off as I was with 
Pam, I was envious that she had a sister and a brother to have 
sex with, whenever she wanted.

Jamie was a lot of fun to play with though. But sex with him 
wasn’t the same as it was with a girl. I was always scared he 
would push me into letting him fuck me. Would he fuck me if I let 
him? I knew the answer to that question. He would fuck me all the 
time if I let him.

I couldn’t risk getting pregnant by my own brother though. 
Condoms are supposed to be safe, but it would be a nightmare if 
an accident happened. But the idea of letting him put his cock in 
my pussy made me tingle all over. I just couldn’t risk that. I 
felt so much more comfortable having sex with a girl, like Pam or 
Sarah.


******


Mom came home a few hours later. I still had the pictures out on 
the bed. I’d also rubbed myself to several great orgasms. When I 
heard the front door close, I quickly grabbed up the pictures and 
hid them again in my closet.

I thought about what I should do. Mom would have the CD with her. 
She wouldn’t have come back home knowing I probably was still at 
home. How was I going to find out what was on the CD that Mrs. 
Clark gave her?

I heard Mom making some noises downstairs. The first thing Mom 
normally did after coming home was to go upstairs to put away her 
things. I listened for her to come upstairs, but things got very 
quiet downstairs.

I slipped out into the hallway and listened for any sign of Mom. 
I didn’t hear anything going on downstairs. I walked to the 
stairs and cautiously went down to find her. This was so unlike 
her when she came home from shopping. I guessed that’s where she 
had gone after she left the Clark’s house. But, she had gotten 
that phone call too. With everything strange going on, I couldn’t 
be sure about anything.

After I reached the bottom of the stairs and looked around, I 
noticed that the basement door was partially opened. I knew she 
had to be in the basement where Daddy’s home office was located. 
She probably was using Daddy’s computer to look at the disc.

I walked to the basement door and listened, but didn’t hear 
anything. I opened the door more, so I could stand at the top of 
the stairs. I saw the light on in Daddy’s office. Mom had to be 
in there. I stepped down the stairs. A bathroom was directly 
across from his office.

When I had reached the bottom of the stairs, I made my way over 
to the door and peeked around the edge. Glancing toward my 
daddy’s desk, I saw Mom sitting in his chair as she stared at the 
computer monitor on his desk.

While I watched Mom, I was startled to hear the front door to the 
house open and close. Then there were steps coming toward the 
basement door. I just knew that it had to be Daddy. Jamie 
normally came in the backdoor like I did. I was terrified that he 
would find me in the basement. What would I tell Mom I was doing?

I had to get into the bathroom or he was going to see me as soon 
as he got to the basement door. I ducked down low, dashed into 
the bathroom, and hid behind the door. Fortunately, Mom didn’t 
see or hear me.

I knew I was taking a chance at getting caught by hiding in the 
bathroom. Mom or Daddy could decide to use the bathroom and find 
me hiding, but I didn’t know what else to do.

I heard heavy steps on the stairs, which let me know for sure 
that it was Daddy home from work. He didn’t usually work on 
Saturdays, but he had been working on a big presentation for his 
boss the past few days.

Through the opening in the door, I watched Daddy walk into the 
office. Mom seemed a little surprised to see him home so early as 
well.

“Hi, sweetie. You’re home sooner than I figured you would be. Did 
you finish the presentation?” she asked him, smiling.

“Not yet, I’ll finish it here before Monday though. I wanted to 
see what my baby had waiting for me at home,” he said, as he 
walked to the desk and leaned over it to kiss Mom.

“Did Colleen give you a copy of the CD today?”

“Yes, she did. I think you’ll like what’s on it as well, you 
perverted man,” she said, as she grinned slyly.

Daddy smiled back at Mom and walked around behind the desk where 
she was sitting. She was smiling and blushing while staring at 
the monitor as Daddy looked over her shoulder.

“I can’t believe she got this so easily,” Daddy said. “Colleen 
really amazes me sometimes at what she can convince people to do 
for her.”

Daddy looked intently at the monitor. I saw his eyes get big. Mom 
was clicking the mouse, so I assumed she was scrolling through 
something, like pictures maybe. Whatever it was, they both seemed 
to be really enjoying what they saw.

Daddy moved his hands around Mom to cup her breasts. He leaned 
down, putting his head on her shoulder, kissing and nibbling on 
her neck. Mom didn’t resist at all. However, their gazes never 
seemed to leave the monitor for very long.

Mom said in a soft sexy voice, “I can tell someone is getting 
horny.”

“Are you kidding? I don’t know any man that wouldn’t get turned 
on looking at this,” he said, while he played with Mom’s tits.

Of all the things I had seen that day, what my mom did next was 
the hottest of all to me. Mom turned a little in the chair and 
began to rub the crotch of Daddy’s pants. Her hand wrapped around 
his cock, stroking him through his pants.

It was easy for me to make out the size of Daddy’s cock with Mom 
grasping it through his pants. Daddy unbuckled his belt and 
unbuttoned his pants, and Mom pulled his zipper down. She then 
pulled his pants down so that his boxers were exposed, tented by 
his big erection. Mom grabbed it and gave it a teasing squeeze 
for a moment. She then hooked the waistband with her thumbs and 
slipped my dad’s shorts down his legs.

Daddy’s cock was twitching slightly in front of Mom’s face as she 
stared intently at it. She lightly rubbed his cock with her hand. 
I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. Here I was staring at 
my daddy’s hard cock while Mom played with it. I had gotten quick 
glances of it soft before, but I had never seen it big and hard 
like this.

She reached for the base and wrapped her small hand around it, 
while moving her mouth to the tip and bathing the head of his 
cock softly with her tongue. After a few licks, she held his cock 
up against his stomach and licked the entire length, from the 
head down to his balls.

Mom kissed and licked at each of his balls before holding his 
cock down again, so the tip was at her lips. Her mouth moved over 
the shaft and her head began to bob slowly. Mom’s lips slid along 
the length of it, gripping it softly.

Daddy moved his hands to her head as he began to slowly thrust, 
matching the movements of Mom’s head. Mom was getting noisy 
sucking on him. She took most of his cock into her mouth. It was 
easy to see that she enjoyed sucking Daddy like this. I proudly 
thought that cock sucking was something the girls in this family 
naturally did well.

They kept this up for a few minutes. Mom reached around to grab 
Daddy’s ass, like she was didn’t want him to get away. She was 
really getting into it. I was amazed to see how wet Daddy's balls 
were. They were soaked and dripping with her saliva.

Daddy had his eyes closed and moaned most of the time. Before 
long, Mom was taking all of his cock in her mouth, all the way to 
his balls. It had to be going into her throat! Daddy seemed to 
love what Mom was doing. He moaned out louder each time her mouth 
settled around the base of his shaft.

After a few more thrusts, Daddy grunted loudly and his body 
jerked like Mr. Clark’s did when he came. Mom kept her mouth at 
the base of his cock. I wondered why she wasn’t choking on his 
cock and all the sperm.

She seemed to be swallowing as fast as she could. But I could see 
a few globs of cum spill out of Mom’s mouth as well. I couldn’t 
believe how much Daddy was shooting out of his cock. Mom looked 
like she was swallowing plenty of it, but what dripped from her 
lips looked like a lot too.

Mom pulled her mouth off. A thick string of cum stretched from 
her mouth to the tip of his dick. She used her finger to catch it 
and put it inside her mouth, licking it off her finger.

Daddy’s cock was still rather hard at this point. Mom had Daddy’s 
sperm all over her mouth and chin.

“Mom? Are you home?” Jamie yelled out from upstairs.

Mom and Daddy both were startled when they heard Jamie’s voice. 
He must have come in the backdoor as usual. It was harder to hear 
the backdoor open and close from the basement, especially with 
the basement door closed.

Mom and Daddy straightened themselves up quickly and moved from 
behind the desk. I panicked. I knew they were most likely coming 
to the bathroom I was hiding in to clean up. I moved from behind 
the bathroom door and dashed into the shower stall, and hoped 
neither would decide to take a shower. I bunched up in a corner 
behind the shower door just as the bathroom light turned on.

“It’s a good thing there is a bathroom down here, or our kids 
would probably know what we’ve been up to,” Mom said, with quiet 
laughter.

One of them turned on the water in the sink. I prayed that they 
would just clean up at the sink, and not decide to take a shower.

“I really need to take a shower, or Melissa will probably smell 
what we’ve been up to,” Daddy said, laughing with Mom.

I was horrified. How was I going to explain hiding in the shower 
stall?! They would know I had been spying on them.

Mom giggled softly.

“What are you laughing about?”

“Looks like I didn’t do such a good job swallowing your load this 
time, sweetheart. You have a big cum stain, all the way down your 
pant leg,” Mom said, giggling louder. “I think you better go on 
upstairs and take a shower, mister, before we have to explain 
anything to the kids, especially Melissa. You can put on some 
clean clothes up there.”

“I guess you’re right, honey. But I’m sure Jamie already knows 
about cum stains.”

“If he doesn’t, I do. That boy needs to learn how to use tissues 
when he jerks off,” she said, like it was so normal to talk about 
her son jerking off!

“I’ll go get supper started and see what Jamie needs. Melissa 
might be here now too.”

I heard them kiss for a moment.

“I can still taste my cum on your lips, sweetie,” Daddy said, 
teasingly.

“It’s not the first time you have tasted your cum on my lips, 
dear. I would think you’d be used to that by now,” Mom said, as 
she laughed softly again.

What the fuck?! Daddy tasting his cum from Mom’s mouth?! What the 
hell were my parents into?!

Daddy chuckled as he said, “Well, just don’t kiss your kids when 
you go upstairs, at least not before you rinse out your mouth.”

“Mmmmm ... that would be interesting,” she said, wickedly. “How 
about I kiss our daughter on the lips, so she can get a smell and 
maybe a taste of her daddy’s cum?”

“You are so nasty, Andrea ... that’s part of why I love you so 
much. But, you better get on upstairs before Melissa comes down 
here looking for one of us.”

I heard them kiss again and things got quieter as the water 
stopped running. I heard a few noises that I thought was of one 
of them drying off, and then the light went off in the bathroom. 
I relaxed as I figured I probably wasn’t going to get caught. I 
slowly peeked out of the shower stall toward the door. I heard 
the sound of someone sitting down in Daddy’s desk chair. I stood 
up and crept out of the shower stall.

I walked carefully back behind the bathroom door and peeked 
through the crack again. Daddy was taking a disc out of the 
computer and putting it in what looked like the same case I saw 
Mrs. Clark give to Mom. Daddy unlocked his desk and put it 
inside. It looked like he locked it back as well.

I heard Mom call out from the basement door at the top of the 
stairs.

“Hurry up, Greg,” she called out. “Melissa isn’t home yet and 
Jamie is in his room. She won’t see your pants if you come on up 
now.”

He quickly stood up and went back upstairs.

I leaned against the bathroom wall for a moment, relieved that I 
hadn’t been caught snooping. I looked out of the bathroom to make 
sure no one was on the stairs, or at the basement door. I then 
slipped across the hall into Daddy’s office. I tried to open the 
drawer he had put the disc inside. As I figured, Daddy had locked 
it. I thought quickly about what I could do to figure out what 
they were looking at before.

I remembered that the computer kept a listing of the last files 
accessed. I listened for a moment to hear if anyone was coming 
down to the basement again. I didn’t hear anything near the 
basement door, so I sat down and clicked a few things to see a 
listing of the last files accessed.

A list of image file names displayed on the monitor, but the 
names were just letters and numbers. They didn’t describe the 
images at all. I clicked on one of the file names to see if it 
would display. The computer gave me a message, asking me to 
insert a disc into the CD player. At least I knew they were 
looking at images on a disc and not the hard drive.

I still didn’t know what the pictures contained though. Were my 
parents looking at the pictures of me sucking Mr. Clark’s cock? 
Was that why Mom gave Daddy a blowjob?


******


I slipped out of the office and went back upstairs. I cautiously 
stepped into the hall. I heard Mom in the kitchen, so I was able 
to go to the backdoor and pretend to just be getting home. I 
opened and closed the backdoor and walked toward the stairs to go 
up to my room.

Mom poked her head out the kitchen door into the hall.

“Oh, Melissa. It’s you.”

“Hi, Mom.”

“Thanks for starting that load of laundry for me earlier. I 
really appreciate you helping out today. Remind me next week and 
I’ll take you to get that CD you want.”

“Thanks, Mom,” I said. I really didn’t want to talk to her at 
that moment, but she kept on talking to me.

“I don’t mind doing things for you when you help out,” she said. 
“It makes life easier for all of us.”

I got a wild idea. I knew Mom probably hadn’t had a chance to 
rinse her mouth out. I walked over to her and gave her a tight 
hug, which surprised her.

“What’s that for?” she asked.

“Just to let you know I love you ... and I’m sorry I haven’t been 
treating you better.”

“Well it’s nice to get a hug from my baby girl. You used to hug 
me all the time when you were younger.”

“I know ... I guess I just get so busy that I don’t think about 
you and Daddy like I should. You guys do so much for me.”

“It’s okay. I remember being thirteen,” she said. “Now, hurry on 
and get washed up. I’ll have supper ready before long.”

“Okay, Mom,” I said and leaned to kiss her on the lips. I held 
the kiss for a moment and smelled the cum on her. She pulled away 
slightly. I knew she had to be thinking I could smell it on her 
face. I pulled away and walked over to the stairs, and didn’t 
look back as I hurried up to my room.

After I got into my room, I sat on the bed and thought how 
naughty it was to kiss my Mom right after she had given Daddy a 
blowjob. I licked my lips thinking maybe I would taste his cum. I 
really couldn’t taste anything though, but I had smelled cum on 
her. After sucking off Jamie so much, I knew what I had smelled 
was my daddy’s cum.


*****


When things settled down after supper, I watched TV with my 
parents for a while in the family room. I kept glancing at them, 
remembering the sight of Mom sucking Daddy’s cock. They seemed 
different to me after what I’d witnessed and heard, even though 
they had not changed at all. I was just learning things about 
them that I never knew before. I wondered what else I would learn 
about them in the near future.

I noticed a few times that Daddy was watching me. That wasn’t 
unusual. He had watched me many times, as any father probably 
would. But I wondered if he was thinking about me in a sexual 
way. If he and Mom had been looking at pictures of me sucking off 
Mr. Clark, was Daddy now looking at me wishing it had been his 
cock instead? The idea that Daddy might want to play with me like 
Mr. Clark did was exciting, but also troubled me too. But with 
everything I was experiencing, having sex with him would not 
freak me out like it would have months before.

After it got late, I went upstairs to hang out in my room alone 
before going to bed. I lay down on my bed and listened to music 
on the radio. I couldn’t seem to relax with all the thoughts in 
my mind.

I still couldn’t believe all the wild things I had seen today. I 
had masturbated while spying on my friends having sex. I had done 
the same watching their parents have sex across the street from 
my friends. Watching my Mom give Daddy a blowjob just added to 
everything else I had witnessed. I was incredibly horny already, 
and my thoughts were making it nearly impossible for me not to 
masturbate again.

I rolled over onto my back and sighed. I was so horny that I 
couldn’t resist touching myself again. I squeezed one of my 
breasts and my pussy with my hands, while I closed my eyes and 
thought about Mom giving Daddy an incredible blowjob. I then 
imagined my own mouth on his cock, instead of Mom’s. My pussy 
throbbed at the idea of sucking off my own father.

I was startled as I felt someone sit down on the bed beside me.

“Hey, sexy. Getting warmed up for me?”

“Damn it, dickhead! Why didn’t you knock?!”

“Whoa there, sis. You aren’t doing anything I haven’t seen you do 
before. What’s up your butt tonight?”

“Nothing’s up my butt, you dork. But, how about next time knock 
before just coming into my room? This is MY room after all.”

“Whatever ... So tell me, little sister. What has you so horny?” 
he asked with a ‘you’re busted’ look.

“Damn, Jamie. Do you have to know everything all the time?!”

“Okay, Mel. Spill it. What’s going on? You don’t act this way 
unless something happened, or you know something I don’t.”

I sighed before I said, “Listen. You can’t tell anybody this or 
I’ll get in big trouble with Mom and Daddy. Promise me, or I 
won’t tell you anything.”

“Okay. I promise. What is it? Did you do something stupid again?”

“If you’ll shut up, I’ll tell you. And no, butt head, I didn’t do 
anything stupid,” I said, defensively. “I saw something pretty 
wild though,” I said, slyly.

I quickly decided I wasn’t going to tell him everything I saw and 
heard, but I thought it would be fun telling him about some of it 
at least.

“When I got home this afternoon, I saw Mom and Daddy getting it 
on together.”

“You’re shitting me. You really saw Daddy giving it to Mom?”

“Well ... not like you mean it.”

“Well, how then?”

“I saw Mom give Daddy a blowjob,” I said, with a devilish grin.

“Holy shit. Where were they? How did you get to see them?”

“They were down in Daddy’s office. Mom was sitting in his chair 
when he started feeling her up. She took his cock out and started 
sucking him.”

“Fuck yes! That must have been pretty wild to watch.”

“Yeah. It was. But I was scared to death I was going to get 
caught.”

“How were you able to see them?”

“I was in the bathroom across from the office. They didn’t know I 
was there when they were in the office. I didn’t turn the 
bathroom light on.”

Jamie said, “That would have been pretty wild, too, getting 
busted spying on your parents while they get nasty. They wouldn’t 
have said anything to you though. I bet they would’ve been too 
embarrassed, knowing you saw them.”

“I don’t know about that. I don’t want to find out either. But 
what I saw was pretty awesome, maybe worth getting caught,” I 
grinned. “Mom sucked him all the way ... deep throated him.”

“Fuck!”

“I couldn’t believe it. She even let him cum in her mouth with 
his cock in her throat. She tried to swallow most of it, too. She 
had his cum all over her face though. It was dripping off of her 
chin!”

“So Mom deep throated Daddy? Wow ... he is kinda big too,” he 
said, thinking.

I knew he had watched Daddy jerking off before. I had never asked 
him too much about that though.

“Uh huh. He is bigger than you, dear brother. You better drink 
more milk so your boner will get bigger and stronger,” I said, 
while I smiled and laughed. I couldn’t resist poking fun at him 
after he scared me earlier.

“Ha ha. Fucking comedian,” he said, rather grumpy.

“Don’t worry, you big doofus. You’re not much smaller than Daddy. 
You’ve got a nice dick. At least Pam thinks you do,” I said, 
grinning slyly.

“She said that? Cool ... so where has Pam been? When is she 
coming back over here so we can all have sex again?”

I didn’t know if I ever wanted her back over here if she was 
going to keep secrets from me about her own brother and sister.

“I don’t know right now. Sometime soon ... maybe.”

He sat and looked at me for a short time. I was sure he was 
thinking about the things I told him about Mom and Daddy.

“Wow. I can’t believe you watched Mom sucking off Dad,” he said 
in amazement. “Are you just jerking me around with this?”

“Hardly. I don’t care if you believe me or not. I know what I 
saw, you jerk,” I said with a little anger.

“Okay, okay. How about maybe ... showing me just how Mom did it?” 
he asked, with a big grin.

“Damn. I knew you’d get around to this, you horny pervert,” I 
said jokingly, while rolling my eyes at him.

“Oh. I’m the horny pervert. So I suppose you don’t like sucking 
my cock anymore, huh?”

Jamie quickly reached over and pinched my nipples through my 
shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so he could feel my nipples 
easily. He loved to feel me up when we were together. I liked the 
attention, but I didn’t want him to think he could get away with 
it all the time either.

“Don’t pinch them so hard! I don’t mind you touching, but take it 
easy, will ya?”

“Sorry ... you do have cute tits though, sis. Now, will you stop 
teasing and suck me off?” he said, a little restless.

“Okay ... but, only if you’ll go down on me first. I need to cum 
so fucking bad,” I said, sheepishly.

“Hmmm. Did looking at your daddy’s BIG HARD COCK turn you on that 
much?” he said, teasingly.

Daddy had turned me on quite a bit. His good looks probably 
turned on many chicks, and his cock was so nice. It looked so 
much like Mr. Clark’s cock, but it was different enough that I’d 
love to see more of it sometime.

“No, I didn’t get turned on by Daddy,” I lied. “But watching what 
they were doing turned me on,” I said, wistfully.

Jamie put his hand over my pussy and slid a finger through the 
slit, rubbing my clit. I didn’t stop him because it felt so good.

“You better lock the door then, little sis. That is if you want 
me to lick your pussy without Mom and Dad walking in on us,” he 
said as he kept rubbing my wet cunt.

After getting up and making sure the door was closed good and 
locked, I stripped off my clothes and lay down on the bed. I 
spread my legs and held my pussy open with both hands to tease my 
brother. Jamie took off his clothes as well, while he stared at 
my little pussy. His cock was sticking straight out from him. I 
knew it wouldn’t take very long to get him off.

Jamie climbed on top of me so his head was over my breasts. He 
pressed his cock down against my pussy. He liked to rub his cock 
on the outside of my pussy, like he was fucking me. He lowered 
his head, covered a nipple with his mouth, and began to lick and 
suck it gently. He sucked it harder at times, pulling on my 
nipple so good. His mouth along with the rubbing of his hard cock 
on my pussy and clit made my whole body feel incredible.

Jamie moved further down, between my legs. He took his time 
kissing the insides of my thighs while he lightly touched the 
opening of my pussy with a finger. He had never done much more 
than just poke his finger inside me a little. He moved his hand 
away and licked the entire length of my slit. I moaned softly as 
his tongue moved over my sensitive clit. I had already rubbed it 
off quite a few times that day, so it was beginning to get 
tender, but the feel of his soft wet tongue felt so wonderful.

“Put your finger back where it was.”

He moved his hand and started rubbing the opening of my pussy 
again.

“No. Put it inside me.”

He slid his finger inside me about an inch.

“Put it in me more. I’ll tell you when to stop. Just go slow.”

He slid more of his finger inside my tightly gripping hole. Mr. 
Clark had done the same thing to me the previous night a few 
times. His finger was thicker, but he didn’t push it in very far. 
I guess he was afraid he would hurt me since I was still a 
virgin.

“Damn you are so fucking tight! Do you want me to keep going?” He 
asked, as he had over half of his middle finger inside my pussy.

“Yeah. Keep going. Just stop if I say so.”

He slid more and more of it inside me. I felt his other fingers 
pressing against me. I knew he had his finger all the way inside 
me.

“Move it in and out real slow now.”

As he was slowly fucking me with his finger, he began to lick my 
clit again. The feeling was so incredible. I loved the feeling of 
his finger inside me while he fluttered his tongue over my clit.

“You know, Mel ... your pussy feels so good squeezing my finger. 
I would love to feel it squeezing my hard cock. I want to fuck 
your tight little pussy so bad.”

“Mmmmm ... don’t you dare ... try it ... mmmmm,” I said as best I 
could. My body was feeling so unbelievably wonderful. His finger 
felt so good inside my pussy, fucking me like a cock. I wished it 
were his cock inside me, fucking me even better than his finger. 
My body was trembling and writhing from the way he was making my 
pussy feel.

“You’re so damn tight, girl. Your pussy feels like it’s going to 
rip off my finger when I push it deep. I wish it was my cock in 
you ... fucking you.”

I felt my whole body go tense, as an intense orgasm came over me. 
The thought of Jamie fucking me was so extreme, that my mind 
pushed me into an incredible orgasm.

A hand covered my mouth as I was climaxing.

“Shut up, Mel. You want everyone to hear?!” I vaguely remember 
him saying to me.

I moaned into his hand with my eyes squeezed shut. The strong 
feeling stayed with me for several minutes as my orgasm subsided.

“Damn it, sis. You can’t make that kind of noise or we’re going 
to get caught!” he said, anxiously.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize I was making a lot of noise,” I said, 
breathing heavily still.

“You started moaning pretty loudly when you began cumming. You 
didn’t know?”

“I didn’t know anything when I started to climax. It felt so damn 
good. Wow. You gotta do that to me every time.”

“So you liked that, huh? Cool. I think you like the idea of being 
fucked too,” he said, with a knowing grin.

“Jamie ... we can’t fuck. You know that,” I said, regretfully.

“I know ... but I can’t help wanting to. You’re a hot chick, Mel. 
I wish I had a girlfriend as hot and sexy as you.”

I couldn’t believe he said that to me. It felt good that an older 
guy would say that to me ... and mean it. I gazed at him with a 
curious look, but I also had an appreciative smile on my face 
too.

“Now ... How about my sexy sister making me feel like that?” he 
said, grinning mischievously.

“Okay, I guess you earned it,” I said, with a sweet smile. “Do 
you want to lie down?”

“How did Mom and Dad do it?”

“God, you are a pervert for real,” I said, as I looked at him in 
disbelief. “Stand by the bed and I’ll show you.”

Jamie got up and moved beside the bed. His cock was jerking up 
and down because it was so hard. I cut my eyes up at him and 
smirked. I could see the lust in his expression.

“You’re such a pervert.”

“Hey! I wasn’t the one spying on our parents! If anyone here is a 
pervert ...”

Interrupting him, I teasingly demanded, “Shut up, or I won’t suck 
you.”

As I suspected he would, he got quiet very fast. I liked the idea 
that I could control him at times.

I slid over so I was sitting on the edge of the bed. I tried to 
copy what Mom did earlier. I wrapped my hand around the base of 
his cock and stuck out my tongue to lick the tip of his throbbing 
cock. I licked the pre-cum off that was already there.

He moaned softly as I twirled my tongue around the head of his 
dick. I then pressed his shaft up against his stomach, and licked 
from the tip of his cock down to his balls. I licked and kissed 
each one as I held his cock up. I pulled my mouth away and 
grinned up at him with my wet lips.

“Do you like that?” I asked, with a big smile on my face.

“Fuck yeah. Did Mom do Dad like that?”

“Uh huh. Then she did this ...”

I let his cock go and it pointed straight at my mouth again. I 
moved my lips over his cock head. I let more and more of his dick 
slide into my mouth. I started bobbing on his cock after I had 
about half of him inside. I wanted to try and take all of it in 
my mouth. I had taken more than half of it on previous times, but 
not all the way down to the bottom. If Mom could do it, I figured 
I could as well. I wanted to try to swallow all of his cum this 
time instead of spitting most of it out like I usually did.

Jamie moaned as I slowly took more of his cock into my mouth. I 
had well over half of it in my mouth, when I started to feel like 
I was going to gag. I didn’t want to stop though. I decided to 
just go all the way and try to hold it inside without gagging.

I stopped bobbing my head and held a little over half of it in my 
mouth. I then pushed down quickly. His cock went all the way 
inside my mouth until I felt the head in my throat. I was gagging 
but Jamie had grabbed my head and held me, as he started blasting 
his cum into my throat.

“Oh fuck yes, Mel!” he exclaimed.

I was able to pull my head back far enough so I wasn’t gagging 
anymore, but I had to swallow fast because of all the sperm in my 
mouth. Still, I couldn’t swallow fast enough and some of his 
sperm leaked out of my mouth, and dripped from my chin onto the 
bed between my spread legs. I made a mental note that I needed to 
clean his cum off the bed really good, so Mom wouldn’t discover 
it and get suspicious. I had never had this problem because I had 
always used tissues to catch what came out of my mouth.

Trying to swallow his cum had actually helped me not to gag. I 
remembered that Mom seemed to be trying to swallow while she was 
sucking Daddy all the way, too. I knew I would need to practice 
this more or I was going to choke doing it. From the sounds of 
it, Jamie was going to be a very willing participant.

“Wow, sis. You took my cock all the way! Damn, that felt so 
fucking good.”

“Well, next time don’t hold my head so damn tight, you idiot. I 
have to breathe, you know.”

“Sorry, it just felt so fucking good. Maybe you should spy on Mom 
and Dad more, if you’re going to learn all these fun things,” he 
said, with a wicked grin.

“You better put your nasty cock away, before Mom and Dad come up 
here and teach us a lesson about keeping our clothes on,” I said, 
grinning.

“Shit, if they found us, they would kill us,” he said and paused. 
“Mel, what got you so interested in having me finger your pussy. 
You didn’t see Dad doing that to Mom. Did you?”

There was no way I was going to tell Jamie that it was Mr. Clark 
fingering me that got me so interested.

“I just liked the way you were touching me is all. I thought it 
might feel good ... and it did.”

“Well, if you keep deep throating me like just now, I’ll be glad 
to finger you all you want.”

“Yeah, I bet you would finger me no matter what I did,” I said, 
sarcastically.

“So, when can Pam come back over? Maybe you can teach her to deep 
throat me like you just did.”

I wished he would just shut the hell up about Pam.

“I think you ought to cool it with Pam, dear brother. You are 
cheating on your girlfriend, Brenda, if you don’t realize it.”

“She’s history. I broke up with Brenda last week. She is such a 
bitch.”

I teased him with a baby voice and giggled. “Did she make you 
stop fucking her? Is my big brother missing his pussy?”

He grumbled at me, “No, she didn’t make me stop fucking her, you 
asshole. And she didn’t break up with me. I broke up with her. 
Fucking her just isn’t worth putting up with her stupid shit all 
the time. There are other chicks that put out.”

“Oh. So, that’s all girls are to you ... just a pussy to fuck 
when your dick gets hard. You are so full of shit,” I said, with 
disgust.

“I don’t think girls are just pussies to fuck. Jeeze. I just 
don’t want to put up with stupid shit all the time. You chicks 
want to get so fucking serious, just because you let a guy fuck 
your precious pussy.”

“Well, dear brother, I wouldn’t know anything about that part 
yet, since I’m still a virgin. I just like having fun, you know?”

“You’re a pretty cool chick, Mel ... for a little sister,” he 
grinned.

I just shook my head at him while rolling my eyes. I decided to 
ask him about Pam just to see what he would say. Pam had said she 
might fuck him if she had the chance.

“So, umm ... you want me to get Pam to come over sometime so you 
can fuck her?” I teased him, while I smiled.

“That would be really cool, if she would let me fuck her. Her 
sister is a damn good fuck,” he said, with a shit eating grin.

“Penny!? You’ve fucked Penny?” I asked, in disbelief.

“Yeah, I’ve fucked her. I fucked her last night at her house in 
her bedroom.”

“Last night?” I asked, in shock. I knew Sarah was with Pam there 
the previous night.

“Yeah. Her parents were gone out for a while. So we fucked in her 
bed.”

I wondered if Jamie had fooled around with Pam and Sarah last 
night too. Jamie wasn’t acting like he knew that Sarah or Pam 
were there with Penny last night though.

“Was anyone else there with Penny last night?”

“Just Pam and Peter, I guess. I didn’t see anyone else while I 
was there ... and I didn’t ask. Why?”

If Pam or Sarah had seen him, I’m sure they would have told him 
not to say anything to me about Sarah being there. They obviously 
didn’t want me to know they were spending the weekend together, 
with everything they were keeping secret from me. I’m sure Jamie 
would’ve said something about seeing Pam if he had fooled around 
with her last night. He would have bragged about fooling around 
with two sisters in one night.

“I was just wondering is all ... if Pam knew you were there.”

“She may have. I didn’t see her though. I couldn’t swear that she 
was even there.”

I guessed that if Jamie hadn’t talked to Pam last night, he still 
didn’t know anything about the things Sarah and I had done 
together. He would want to be involved with her as well if he did 
know. He would be in heaven having three horny chicks to play 
with at one time. It probably would be just as much fun for me, 
too.

While Jamie was getting dressed, I thought more about what Pam 
and Sarah might have seen last night. Did they know about Jamie 
and Penny fucking in her room? Maybe that got them horny enough 
to have sex together. Would Pam still be interested in losing her 
virginity to my brother after knowing he fucked her sister? Maybe 
I should get her to come over and arrange it, if she was still 
interested. But I wasn’t sure I wanted to be friends with her 
after finding out she’d kept things from me.

After Jamie was dressed, I checked the hallway to make sure my 
parents wouldn’t see him leaving my room. When I told him no one 
was in the hall, he walked up to me and put his hand on my tight 
little butt and started squeezing it. His other hand pressed over 
one of my breasts, squeezing it nicely. I didn’t stop him. I 
enjoyed the way he liked to grab at me sometimes.

Jamie turned me toward him, still feeling up my butt and playing 
with my breast. He leaned down and kissed me passionately, which 
really surprised me. He tried to put his tongue in my mouth, but 
I pulled back and asked him what he thought he was trying to do 
with me.

“What are you doing, you perv?!” I said quietly, pushing at him a 
little. I was anxious with the door partially opened.

“I just thought ... I mean ... with everything else we’ve been 
doing ... that we could ... you know, kiss sometimes too.”

I shook my head at him in amazement. The kiss was actually fun.

“Okay ... I guess we can. But don’t just do stuff like that 
without asking first. I’m not your whore, you know.”

“Cool,” he said and quickly kissed me again. This time I got into 
the kiss myself. Our open mouths pressed together. Our tongues 
were inside each other’s mouth. I sucked on his softly. He did 
the same to mine, which felt wonderful.

In a way, it felt even nastier to be kissing my brother like this 
than sucking his cock. I had never really kissed a boy before 
like I was doing with Jamie. It made me feel hornier than I 
already was. But I remembered that the door was still partially 
open after we broke the kiss.

I anxiously said, “Shit! We’re gonna get caught! Get out of here 
while they’re still downstairs.”

Jamie then surprised me by moving his mouth to the side of my 
face, licking my cheek.

“There. You belong to me now, little sister,” he said, very 
seriously.

I started to tell him to fuck off. Damn it, I didn’t ‘belong’ to 
anybody. But the idea that he wanted me to belong to him really 
turned me on more. No guy had ever wanted me to be their girl 
like that, their possession. I wished it wasn’t my brother, but I 
was so fucking turned on that I didn’t care at that moment.

When Jamie slipped out and went to his room. I closed the door 
and leaned back against it for a few moments and thought about 
how crazy I was, taking all these risks with Jamie.

I turned off the bedroom light, walked over to the bed, and 
collapsed on it in the dark. Lying on the bed, I thought about 
Pam, and our friendship. Of all her friends, Pam should know she 
could tell me about having sex with her brother and sister. I 
wouldn’t ever judge her like the rest of our friends would. But 
she apparently thought letting Sarah know her secret was no big 
deal. Sarah didn’t even know about Jamie and me having sex, 
unless Pam told her about us.

After thinking about Pam’s possible betrayal, I thought about 
what Sarah might know about me that I hadn’t told her. I could 
only hope Pam hadn’t betrayed me like that. What would Sarah 
think if she knew my dirty secret? She would really freak if she 
knew I was having sex with her parents.

I still had to figure out what my parents knew as well, 
especially Mom. That was the biggest secret of all.

I thought again about how good Jamie fingered my pussy while he 
licked me. My cunt was still throbbing from the best orgasm he 
had ever caused me to have. I slipped my shorts and panties off, 
deciding to sleep with just a top on.

Under the covers, I slid my finger inside my tight wet pussy, 
just the way Jamie had. I wished it were a hard cock, like my 
daddy’s. I wanted to be fucked. I thought about the sight of 
Daddy’s cock in Mom’s mouth again. I couldn’t resist imagining 
that it was his handsome cock inside me, fucking his little girl.


(continued in chapter 6)

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