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Melissa’s Secrets
By Pookie


Chapter 13


We slept in most of the next morning. The previous night had been 
one of the wildest times Sarah, Pam and I had spent together. We 
ate a late breakfast with Mrs. Clark before Pam went home. As I 
was starting to leave, Mrs. Clark offered to drop me off on her 
way to the grocery store.

Once we were sitting in the car in front of her house, Mrs. Clark 
teased me by asking, 

"So, I suspect you girls had a fun time last night."

"Yeah, we played together ... like we usually do," I said softly, 
blushing.

"Like usual? I'm pretty sure more than just 'usual' occurred last 
night."

The way she said that made me wonder just what she knew.

"What do you mean?"

I was scared she knew I had left the house last night, and also 
knew I had gone home while she and her husband were there with my 
parents and the Rayners.

"Melissa, I know you girls went into my closet last night."

I froze when she said that. I would've been pissed off too, if 
someone went into my closet like that too. I knew she couldn't be 
happy with me.

She continued, "I know you girls found my toys because of the way 
I found them in the box this morning."

"I'm sorry. We ... we had been talking about watching some porn 
movies ... and Sarah said that there may be some in your closet. 
I couldn't find a way to talk her and Pam out of going into your 
closet to look for them. I was scared they would find ... you 
know.

Mrs. Clark sighed, "The 'you knows' are locked in the cabinet in 
the closet. And Bob and I are very careful about keeping our keys 
to it with us ... especially if we're not home."

"I tried to stop them, but I didn't know how without looking 
weird or something."

It got quiet for a moment before I blurted out, 

"We played with the strap-on together."

Mrs. Clark smiled while looking across at me, her interest 
obviously peaked, 

"Did you use it on Sarah?"

"We used it on each other ... and Pam. We had a lot of time to 
kill," I said, grinning.

Mrs. Clark's temperament obviously had changed from one of almost 
scolding to anxiously curious to know more about what we did.

"I'm surprised Sarah wasn't concerned about using her mom's sex 
toys ... knowing that I obviously use them very intimately."

"She wasn't weirded out about it at all. If anything, she may 
have been more turned on last night than I've ever seen her."

Mrs. Clark seemed lost in her thoughts for a few moments, 
digesting what I'd said.

"What did Sarah think about the other things in the box ... the 
blindfolds ... the restraints?"

"She was a little embarrassed, but I told her it was cool. Pam 
was cool about it as well. We told Sarah we all had things we 
knew about each other that would look really bad if it got out. 
She was okay after that."

Mrs. Clark said, "I'm glad you girls understand the need for 
secrecy ... and not to judge people so harshly ... unless you 
want to be judged as well. So, what DVD did you pick out to watch 
while using my strap-on?"

"I don't know the title. It was kind of a 'best of' movie."

"Did it inspire you to do anything else together?"

I purposely didn't tell her about Pam going home to get her mom's 
double dong. I didn't want her thinking we would leave like that 
at night while being left alone, especially considering I had 
snuck home and discovered the things I did there.

"Well, we did end up licking each other's butts," I said, 
timidly.

"Oh my. Sarah enjoyed that? She licked your asshole?

"Yep. We licked each other’s. They thought I was joking when I 
told them I would lick theirs, but they got into it after I 
showed them I wasn't bluffing."

"That sounds like a lot of fun," Mrs. Clark said with a faraway 
look. I suspected she was remembering things she had done before 
like that.

She then said, "I suspect you're a little sore after using that 
strap-on. It's not the smallest of toys I have."

"Maybe a little."

"I'm also a little sore ... after last night," she said, hinting 
at what she'd been doing.

"What did you do to get sore?"

"I had the real thing ... several of them," she teased me.

"Too cool! That sounds like fun."

"It's a good kind of sore, don't you agree? Maybe I can arrange 
something like that for you sometime ... soon," she said, 
winking.

I didn't know what to say to that. Could she be talking about Mr. 
Clark and Jamie with me at the same time? I wasn't sure how to 
ask her that question. I think she finally realized we had been 
sitting parked in front of their house, talking for some time 
now. She drove me home without revealing much else.


******


At home, Jamie came into my room and asked, 

"Why were you guys asking me so many questions last night on the 
phone?"

I didn't want to let on that I knew he had lied about who he was 
with. So I just shrugged like it didn't mean anything.

"We were just goofing around and wanted to bug you is all. Plus, 
you missed out on having three chicks again," I teased.

Jamie just shrugged then. He had plenty of fun with Penny, but 
apparently didn't want to admit it.

I asked, changing the subject a little, "Are you interested in 
anyone right now?"

I was curious to see if he said he was interested in Penny. He 
said no, but didn't say it like he really meant it. So I bluntly 
asked,

"Do you like Penny?"

"Not really ... No. She's just fun to be with sometimes."

Persistently I asked, "So who?"

He didn't say anything. I knew from that he was definitely 
interested in someone.

"You really weren't with Tony last night, were you?"

He shook his head no.

"Did you tell Sarah that to get out of maybe hanging out with 
her?"

"I lied because I didn't want her to know that Penny had called 
to see if I wanted to hang out with her. She came over yesterday 
afternoon and we pretty much stayed in my room."

I thought, yeah right ... except when you were fucking her 
downstairs in the family room ... after fucking her in your room 
earlier.

"I'm surprised Mom let the two of you be alone in your room like 
that."

"Mom didn't say anything to us about it,” he said. “She never 
checked on us that I know."

"So, did you guys fool around and stuff?"

"No more than you chicks did."

"We wouldn't do anything like that."

"Yeah, right,” he answered, sarcastically. “I bet you girls 
licked each other raw."

"I bet Penny fucked you raw, too."

He quickly slipped his shorts off to show off what I already knew 
would be a cock already hard and throbbing, 

"She tried her best, but not quite.”

"You better be careful with the door open," I raised an eyebrow, 
reminding him we weren't alone in the house.

"Your mouth is almost worth the risk of getting caught."

"Almost?" I said, slapping his arm.

I wondered why Jamie seemed to be more careless lately. I 
remembered the morning I found my bedroom door unlocked when he 
said he'd locked it the previous night ... the night we'd fooled 
around when he told me he'd had sex with Mrs. Clark. Jamie hadn't 
tried to open my door first the next morning though.

He could've forgotten he'd left it unlocked. Or, if he left it 
unlocked on purpose, he might have figured I would just think he 
was an idiot for not locking it. Well, he was an idiot either 
way, but was Jamie scheming with Mom somehow so she could spy on 
us?

"If you want me to touch that thing, you better close the door,” 
I demanded. “I'm not getting into trouble just because you want 
Mom to see your cock," I said, goading him.

He appeared to look like he had been caught at maybe trying to do 
just that! I couldn't be sure though. I was determined to get him 
to open up to me about what he really knew about our parents and 
the Clarks.

After he closed the door ... and locked it this time ... he 
walked back over close to me. I took the initiative by taking his 
hard prick into my hands and caressing it softly.

After a few moments while he stared down at me admiring his 
erection, I asked, "Were you serious about doing stuff with Mrs. 
Clark?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"I saw her yesterday and started thinking about it,” I replied. 
“It’s just totally wild that you two have fucked."

"It is pretty wild,” he admitted. “You can't ever say anything to 
anyone though."

"I won't, dear brother," I said, before licking the head of his 
cock. I decided to try to work him into a frenzy so he might slip 
up and reveal more things.

"Have you done things with any other grownups?" I asked.

Jamie hesitated. I put his cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue 
around it before taking it back into my hands, caressing it more.

"Well?" I asked, looking at him expectantly, promising more if he 
told me something new.

"Uh ... yeah."

I lovingly sucked his cock for a few moments before cradling it 
again with my hands.

"Who?" I asked, stroking his wet cock slowly with my soft hands. 
God, his cock was so hard and throbbing like crazy at that 
moment.

"I don't know," he replied, acting weird though.

"What do you mean, you don't know?"

"I don't,” he stated. “I couldn't see who it was the times we did 
stuff."

"What do you mean? Was it a dark room or something," I asked 
before bathing his cock with my soft tongue for a few moments, 
then slowly stroking him again.

"I ... I was blindfolded."

Interesting, I thought.

"Wow. Pretty hot, dear brother,” I said, acting surprised. “So it 
could've been anyone, huh?”

"Yeah. Mrs. Clark said it was a friend of hers the times we did 
it."

"Wait ... just how many times have you done that?"

"Six times."

"So, it could've been six different grownups?"

"Yeah, I guess,” he said. “Hell, there could have been more than 
one each time for all I know."

"Did you fuck them each of those times?"

"I fucked and did other things with someone other than Mrs. Clark 
for sure most of those times, but I'm not really sure who."

"Where were you when these times happened?"

"At the Clarks' house ... in their bedroom,” he said, before 
continuing. "Can you stop interrogating me and suck my cock off, 
for fucks sake?" he demanded.

I figured he was through telling me anything else at that time. I 
felt really close to him for revealing what he did though, even 
if it was under duress. I gave Jamie the best blowjob I knew how. 
I was sure he was telling the truth based on the description of 
things. Mrs. Clark apparently didn't restrain him like she and 
her husband had with me.

Jamie offered to lick my pussy. I pulled my shorts and panties 
off and he began using his tongue on my very wet pussy. I was 
extremely wet by then. I was also already close to an orgasm when 
his tongue slithered back and forth over my clit. When he pushed 
his fingers inside me, I immediately remembered the previous 
night because I was still a little sore. But it felt way too good 
to make him be more gentle with me.

A knock at the door quickly brought us both out of our sexual 
frenzy.

"Melissa, can you come down and help me for a minute," my mom 
asked through the door. I whispered to Jamie,

"Thank God you locked the door this time."

It looked like he locked it anyway. It's so rare that I assume 
anything anymore.


******


It was late in June and I was growing impatient waiting for the 
date for the doctor appointment on July 3. Almost Independence 
Day in more ways than one, I giggled to myself thinking about it.

As the date came closer, the reality of the idea that I could 
freely have sex and not worry about getting preggers was setting 
it. It would be a relief to be able to do that with anyone I 
chose, but it made me think about whether I'd become a slut 
because of that as well.

I wanted to be able to have fun with sex, but I didn't want the 
reputation that usually goes with that also. That made the idea 
of sex with someone like Mr. Clark more appealing. But I could 
already have sex with him since he had been fixed for some time 
now. The thrill was there with him, but I wanted to experience 
more. I just wasn't sure what 'more' I wanted.

What I did know is that Mom and Mrs. Clark were off together 
shopping and that Sarah was at her grandparent’s’ house ... which 
meant Mr. Clark was possibly alone at his house.

I told Daddy that I was going out to ride my bike for a while, 
and I might spend the afternoon over at Pam's house. I wasn't 
worried about him checking up on me. He just told me to be back 
by suppertime. I figured he would like having the house to 
himself, too. That thought almost made me want to stay and spy on 
him. Based on past experience, he was fun to watch. Very nice 
cock, even if it was my father's. But I needed more than just 
seeing a hard cock.

I rode over to the Clark's hoping Mr. Clark would be there. I'd 
just take it from there if he was. I thought for a moment about 
how brazen this was to do. I couldn't imagine ever initiating 
something like this before now. But I was passed being little Ms. 
Innocent. I was fucking horny, and I wanted to get fucked.

When I got to the Clark's house, I left my bike at the bottom of 
the front steps. Before I went to the door, I noticed Mrs. Rayner 
working in her flower bed beside her house. She wasn't looking at 
me, but I wondered if she saw me. She'd probably see my bike at 
some point, but I really didn't care right then.

After ringing the doorbell, Mr. Clark opened it and invited me 
in. A little strange I thought that he just invited me in without 
my asking if Sarah was there or not, but we were already way past 
the normal propriety most would expect between an adult and a 
young teen girl.

"It's great to see you, Melissa,” he welcomed me. “Sarah's not 
home though."

"That's okay," I said, indicating that I probably knew that 
before I arrived.

"You don't mind if I hang out with you for a while?” I asked a 
little shyly.

“Not at all. I’d make time for you, Melissa,” he said, smiling at 
me.

“You don't think Mrs. Clark would mind?" I was sure he knew what 
I was thinking of doing with him.

"Trust me, she won't mind," he said, winking knowingly.

Neither one of us was putting up any pretense for what we 
probably would end up doing together. I was there to get fucked, 
and I knew he would be more than happy to accommodate me.

"Will your wife and my mom be coming by here anytime soon?"

"I seriously doubt it,” he said. “I can call Colleen and let her 
know you're here, if you like."

"It's okay. I was just wondering if Mom might show up here 
anytime soon."

The look on his face told me he understood that I didn't want my 
mom anywhere around anytime soon.

"Let me call Colleen and tell her not to bring your mom by here 
... at least not before calling and warning us," he said, 
reassuringly.

He didn't bother going somewhere for privacy when he called his 
wife on her cell phone.

"Hi, sweetie. Having fun?" he asked his wife. I could only hear 
his side of the conversation.

"I just called to let you know I have a visitor right now. Before 
you say anything, it's Melissa and she doesn't want Andrea to 
know she is here."

He listened for a moment.

"I will be the perfect host for the perfect guest."

Gawd, that sounded so dopey, but I could tell he and Mrs. Clark 
were enjoying the little secret banter between them. He looked 
kind of sexy doing it, too.

"Tell Andrea I said hi and that I hope to be a perfect host for 
her soon."

Okay, I think he forgot I was there that time. I guess all the 
blood was not in the big head right then. I tried not to look 
like I was shocked at what that statement had to mean.

"See you when you get home ... by yourself," he smiled and winked 
at me while saying it.

I blushed a little. Being alone with a grown man with both of us 
knowing he was going to be putting his cock in me before I left 
was still not something I was completely accustomed to. He 
stepped a little closer to me and asked if I felt uncomfortable 
being alone with him like this. I told him I wasn't at all, other 
than not really knowing what to talk to him about. He seemed to 
understand.

We talked a little bit as we went into the kitchen so he could 
get us both something to drink. We sat together at the kitchen 
counter and talked like two normal people would, even though 
there was a big age difference.

He had this way of making me feel so sexy, and horny, even while 
we were talking about anything but sex. I couldn't help but 
glance occasionally at his crotch, and remember how good he felt 
inside me. We both knew sex was next on the agenda, but it was 
cool that he didn't treat me like some kind of bimbo with nothing 
to offer other than holes to put a dick inside of.

The conversation did get around to sex soon enough though,

"Melissa, have you thought anymore about the day you were 
blindfolded?"

"Yeah. I mean, it was fun,” I replied. “It was really weird while 
it was happening. I didn't think I was going to like it at first, 
but I'm glad I did it. I felt so out of control of things. Being 
like that was somewhat scary, but it made it fun too, I guess."

"When is your doctor’s appointment?"

I guess he heard about that from his wife. I knew then they all 
had talked about it, Mom included.

"It's next week," I answered.

"How do you feel about being so close to being able to fuck boys, 
and not having to worry about getting pregnant?"

"It'll be a relief to get the appointment over with,” I answered, 
scrunching my lips thinking about a doctor poking around in my 
cooter. “I'm not crazy about going to the doctor though. That's 
not going to be fun."

"You'll do fine,” he tried reassuring me. “I'm sure you'll feel 
awkward. But it's just part of growing up and becoming a woman."

I didn't feel like a ‘woman’. That sounded like I was old and 
decrepit or something. I didn't say anything though. I knew what 
he was trying to say.

"Are you interested in any specific guy right now?"

"Not really. Most of them are jerks,” I told him. “They just want 
to get laid and have their fun."

"You'll eventually find someone you really like ... and you'll 
have some experience when it comes to sex. It won't be nearly as 
scary for you now."

"That's for sure," I giggled. I paused before saying, "I'm glad 
the first time was with you.”

I blushed after I said it.

"No need to blush. I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to let 
me."

"It sucks that I can't tell anyone though ... especially my best 
friends."

He looked a little concerned about me saying that. After all, I 
am underage, and not even close to being of age.

I said, "Don't worry, this will only be between us and your 
wife."

"It doesn't have to be between just the three of us,” he said. 
“You just need a very healthy trust between you and whoever you 
tell. It's a very important secret to keep."

I nodded, understanding. Secrets were becoming my life.

He said, "You know you can tell me anything you want. I don't 
mind sharing things with you as well. It can be fun sharing 
secrets between us."

I smiled like a kid at Christmas. In fact, I was smiling too 
much, pretty much letting him know I was about to milk him for 
all the info I could.

"Let me clarify that," he grinned slightly. "I can share only 
‘some’ things with you. Maybe sometime in the future I can tell 
you other things,"

I pouted at him. He laughed softly, which caused me to smile as 
well. I looked down thinking about what to ask. I didn't know how 
much he would talk about the relationship between him and his 
wife with my parents and the Rayners. But I decided to see how 
far I could go with it.

"So, do you and Mrs. Clark go out with Pam's and my parents a 
lot?”

"We go out together maybe several times a month, but we don't 
always go out together."

"Where do you go?”

"We like to go out dancing and clubbing together,” he said. “We 
don't always go to the same places."

"Do you go to like swingers clubs?"

"Sometimes Colleen and I do, or go to friends’ houses. You should 
know that from the pictures Colleen has shared with you ... and 
maybe some of the ones you saw on the CD you 'found'."

I blushed, both of us knowing I'd found that by snooping.

"Yeah, I was just sort of wondering how that worked and all."

"Ever since college, we’ve known some people that like to enjoy 
sex the way we do. We've also been introduced to their friends. 
We don't just do this with anyone, especially when it comes to 
sharing pictures."

"That sounds like it would be fun if the other people are cool 
and all."

"It's not for everyone,” he stated. “Every couple has to decide 
if it's right for them."

"It sounds pretty hot though."

"It can be. Some of the women are as hot as you are, Melissa."

I blushed, "Thanks."

"I mean it. You're a very sexy girl, and you're not afraid to try 
things. A girl like that is a lot of fun to be with,” he 
explained. “You'll keep your guys horny all the time, like I am 
now," he added, looking at me like he was ready to jump my bones.

I bit my bottom lip, but looked at him directly. I was so 
freakin' horny. I could see the bulge in his shorts, too.

He stood up and stepped in front of me again. He took my hand and 
held it as I stood up. He then rubbed his hands along my arms as 
I stared into his eyes.

"We have some time before Sarah comes back, if you can stay."

I thought it was sweet the way he gave me an easy out if I 
wanted. He was seducing me, but he wasn't forcing himself on me. 
I wanted to stay. And I moved my hand to touch his covered cock 
to let him know what I wanted.

"I don't need to go anywhere right now."

He leaned in to kiss me. We both got lost in it. His hands moved 
to my sides, caressing my flanks before he moved to cup and 
massage my butt. He pulled my top off and unfastened my bra.

His lips moved over my nipple, licking, nibbling and sucking on 
each of them so good. While he did that, he undid my shorts. He 
moved so he could slide them, and my panties, down and off my 
legs.

Stepping out of my shorts, I reached out and undid his while he 
pulled his shirt off. He embraced me. His hard cock pressed 
against my bare tummy as he kissed me again. The kiss grew in 
intensity. Our tongues touched a little before we were deep in 
each other’s mouth. He moved his lips to my neck, below my ear, 
kissing and nipping my skin. I was his now. I would've done most 
anything for this man.

Mr. Clark pulled his head back and then kissed me deeply again. I 
felt him pushing slightly on my shoulders. I took that as my cue. 
I kissed down his chest until I was on my knees. I softly stroked 
his cock.

The tip of it was already wet even before I began bathing it with 
my tongue. I tried to remember the things he and Jamie had liked 
when I sucked them off before, and did those things to Mr. Clark.

I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, sucking on 
it noisily.

"God I love hearing you slurping like that."

I didn't realize that would turn him on so much, and I did even 
more of it.

He fucked my face for a short time before stopping me, and led us 
up to his bedroom, leaving our clothes on the kitchen floor. I 
lay down on the bed, watching him take me in with his eyes. He 
put his face down near my pussy and began kissing the insides of 
my thighs before moving his tongue over my very wet cunt.

While he was licking me, he said, "You'll probably be fucking 
other guys soon."

"Maybe, but I'd still like to do this with you when we can."

"I'd like that, too. I know Colleen especially would,” he happily 
said. “But I imagine you'll be busy getting this cute little 
pussy filled with cum from other guys."

"Maybe I'll bring this cute little pussy over for you to clean 
out, too."

He looked up at me curiously, and I realized I may have slipped 
up. Jamie had been the only one to mention that he liked doing 
that sometimes.

He said, "I'd like that, but let's keep that just between us."

I told him it could be our secret. I stated, "I think it's cool 
that you would do that with me."

"I've done it with Colleen after she's been with certain guys, 
but not everyone would understand it,” he informed me. “I'm not 
interested in sex with a guy, but most anything involving a pussy 
is fun to me."

He grinned before beginning to lick me again. I came hard after a 
short time.

He then moved up between my legs, moving on top of me, his cock 
pressing into my taut tummy again. It just felt so sexy when he 
did that. His hand was on my breast, lightly pinching my nipple. 
He slid his body down a little until his cock was pressing on my 
mound.

He then eased inside of my pussy and fucked me slow and steady. I 
could feel the ridge of his cock head inside of me, making me 
feel so good. We changed to a number of different positions. At 
times he pounded hard into me, especially when he was behind me 
on his knees. I was glad he could go so long without having an 
orgasm and losing his wonderful erection.

Mr. Clark eventually came with me riding on top of him. His hips 
rose as he spurted inside my little pussy. I liked looking down 
at him while his cock swelled and jerked inside me, filling me 
with his cum. I came with him, squeezing his cock oh so tightly. 
I rode him hard as I squealed through an intense orgasm.

I leaned down against his warm sexy body afterwards, enjoying the 
feeling of his still somewhat hard cock inside me. He tenderly 
rubbed my back with long strokes from my neck to my ass, cupping 
and squeezing my butt cheeks each time. He seemed to want to stay 
inside me forever, and I wanted him there. I just laid my head on 
his chest and enjoyed all the sensations.

After laying there for a while, we got up after a short time, 
cleaned up and headed downstairs to get our clothes.

"Are you going to tell your wife about this?"

"I'll tell her first thing,” he stated without hesitation. “We 
don't hide anything from each other. I love her too much to ever 
do that. She told me some time ago that she wouldn't mind if the 
two of us found time together alone."

"That's cool then,” I replied. “I wouldn't want to do anything to 
hurt her, or make her mad at me."

I meant that, too. Mrs. Clark had exposed me to so many wonderful 
new things. She was sharing her husband with me. I wouldn't have 
come over like this if I thought she would hate me afterwards.

Mr. Clark couldn't seem to take his eyes off of me. I didn't feel 
self-conscious about it anymore though.

As we were dressing in the kitchen, he said out of the blue, 
"You're a very sexy girl, Melissa. But you're very quickly 
becoming a sexy woman in a lot of ways.”

I know he was complimenting me, but I wasn't really sure what was 
behind it though. Was he crushing on me? I loved what we were 
doing together, but I didn't love him. I was infatuated though, 
but he wasn't boyfriend material for me. But no matter, I smiled 
at him after he said it.

He kissed me softly before he opened the front door and saw me 
out. It was more than a friendly kiss, but not one you would see 
between lovers. It felt more like we were friends with benefits, 
I suppose. That felt better than what I was starting to think 
before.

After I'd gotten on my bike and was about to ride down the road, 
I noticed Mrs. Rayner coming out on her front porch. She smiled 
and waved at me. She gave me this knowing look which embarrassed 
me. I waved back, and started riding back home. I was biting my 
bottom lip at the idea that she had to know Mr. Clark and I had 
been alone together for quite a while.


******


The next day, I went to Pam's house to hang out with her after 
Mom told me she was going shopping for a while. Daddy was at 
work. Jamie was in his room. I wanted to get out of the house. I 
actually wanted to hang out with Sarah, but she wasn't home when 
I called.

I rode my bike over to the Rayner's house. Mrs. Rayner opened the 
door for me. Pam had told me Penny and Peter wouldn't be there 
for hours, and that her mom was probably going off soon, too.

When Mrs. Rayner let me in the house, she said, "Pam's upstairs 
in her room. It's just the three of us here.”

I thought that was a bit odd. Was she planning to hang out with 
us? I think she realized what I'd been wondering.

"Don't worry, it's about to be just the two of you ... sort of."

"Huh?"

Conspiratorially she asked, "If you and Pam fool around any, try 
and do it in Pam's room," she said before pausing a moment. 
Leaning closer, "Leave the door open, if you can."

I didn't hesitate asking, "You want to watch, don't you?"

"Yes, but not the way you're thinking,” she said. “It would be 
good if you could leave it open if you can."

I was confused.

"That's cool. I'll try to give you a good view from the door," I 
grinned, joining her conspiracy, still not quite sure what she 
was up to.

"If you can't or Pam wants the door closed, then don't worry 
about it." She paused, looking toward the stairs leading to the 
bedrooms, "I've got a video camera on a hamper by her dresser. 
Try to give good angles for that."

I looked at her surprised, then smiling at her while shaking my 
head in disbelief.

She just patted my ass before cupping one of my butt checks 
firmly, "Don't wipe your face or mouth off after licking her. I 
want you to grab the camera from the hamper and come downstairs 
when you hear me get home from the dry cleaner. See if you can 
get Pam to go to the bathroom first though."

That's why she wanted the door open. I'd hear her more easily.

"That's so naughty," I teased her.

"Isn't it though?" she replied with a devious smile, squeezing my 
butt cheek again.

It still felt really odd that she was so interested in videos and 
pictures of her kids having sex like that. Whatever floats her 
boat, I figured.

Pam was waiting for me in her room. I tried not to stare at her 
hamper, but I couldn't help it. Fortunately, she never really 
noticed. Pam was pretty bad about letting clothes pile up in her 
hamper. A lot of times it was overflowing. Pam's mom was the one 
to always empty it to do the wash. It was probably the perfect 
place for a video camera in her room. Pam certainly would never 
find it unless the hamper turned over, or something like that.

"Hey, Mel," she said, only dressed in a t-shirt and bikini 
panties. "You're overdressed, girl!"

"I can't even say hello and you're trying to get me out of my 
clothes. Sheesh," I shook my head at her, amazed that she was 
probably ready to have sex with me even before I walked in the 
door.

I slipped off my sandals and shorts, leaving me with my top and 
panties on, and dived on the bed close to her.

"Don't tell me you aren't horny, too."

She was right, but I wasn't just a booty call. I mean, lets catch 
up a little before we start muff diving. I remembered the camera 
though. It had to already be on, so I figured it might be best to 
go ahead and start fooling around, but I wasn't sure where her 
mom was at that moment.

Mrs. Rayner did appear at the door soon after and said she was 
going out for about an hour to pick up some dry cleaning. I took 
that as my cue, and checked out the time on Pam's alarm clock.

As soon as we heard the front door close and heard her mom's car 
start, Pam was all over me. She was laughing and wrestling with 
me, trying to pull my top and panties off.

I did the same to her, but tried to see if I could spot the 
camera on top of the hamper, likely camouflaged by Pam's dirty 
clothes piled on top. I thought I saw what probably was the lens, 
but I wasn't sure.

I did my best to be a nasty lesbian porn actress, wondering who 
all would be seeing it. I hoped I'd get rave reviews. I did my 
best to put us both in angles that would get great shots. I was 
sitting on top of Pam's stomach with her legs toward the camera, 
and me facing it as well. I lifted her legs and spread them as 
wide as I could.

I knew the likely viewers of this video wanted to see her pussy, 
and me doing nasty things to it ... and the rest of Pam. I used 
my fingers to spread her little cunt open, slid my fingers inside 
and fucked her with them.

I turned her over, pulled her on top of me so that I could lick 
her pussy with my arms wrapped around her legs. My hands were 
where I could spank her ass cheeks. I gave them quite a whipping, 
too, with Pam squealing but not trying to stop me in any real 
way. I mentally filed that away for future reference.

She had a vibrator handy, and I put it to good use. I giggled to 
myself, thinking that I'd make a great porn director. I got some 
of her lotion she kept on her nightstand and fucked her butt with 
the toy for some great shots. I knew the lotion would give me a 
chance to get her messy enough so she would go get cleaned up in 
the bathroom when we stopped. I also had to keep this going until 
her mom got home.

It wasn't hard killing an hour with sex. We both were starting to 
wind down some though. We'd both had several great orgasms. It 
was about time for Mrs. Rayner to get home, so I went down on Pam 
one more time. She did have a sexy looking pussy. Very lickable.

We both heard the front door slam shut. I figured Mrs. Rayner was 
trying to be loud, and I remembered what she wanted me to do as 
well.

"Go clean up in the bathroom and get dressed." I said, quickly 
pulling on my panties and shorts. "I'll go down and stall your 
mom."

She grabbed her t-shirt and panties and left the room, going 
toward the bathroom. I grabbed the camera from under the clothes 
on the hamper and darted out of the room toward the stairs.

I ran down the stairs, Mrs. Rayner meeting me at the bottom. She 
had an expectant look on her face while I handed the video camera 
to her.

"Did you two fool around?"

"Yeah, and I think you'll like the video," I smiled while 
blushing a little. "Pam's in the bathroom getting cleaned up."

She set the camera down on the floor, then took my face in her 
hands and kissed me softly, licking my lips just a little.

"I can taste Pam on you."

Mrs. Rayner began licking around my mouth and moaning softly. She 
was really into the idea that she was licking her daughter's 
pussy juice off of me. I felt really weird. She was basically 
lapping my mouth and face like a dog would. It sort of caught me 
off guard at how blatant and shameless she was with what she was 
doing to me. I knew she was getting off tasting her daughter's 
pussy. She wasn't even attempting to hide it.

She kissed me and said, "You better go get cleaned up to."

I turned to go back up the stairs and saw Pam standing at the top 
looking down at me ... at us. I couldn't tell how long she had 
been standing there, but she had this somewhat blank look on her 
face. I swallowed hard and ran up the stairs, pretending like 
nothing happened.

If she asked me anything about it, I'd just try to bluff my way 
out of it by saying that she was just being overly friendly. If 
Pam had been there long, she'd know I was lying. She didn't say 
anything about it though. We just went back to her room and hung 
out like we normally did.


*****


A short time later, Pam's mom came into her room and asked if I 
was going to stay over the rest of the day, and maybe spend the 
night even. I looked at Pam, and she blurted out to her mom that 
I would. I didn't have anywhere to go, so I didn't object. 
Hanging out with Pam was more fun than just sitting around my 
house. I didn't have anything with me, but we were always wearing 
each other's things anyway.

I started wondering though. Was I being distracted from going 
home by Mrs. Rayner for a reason? I remembered the night at the 
Clarks when I snuck home and discovered some sex stuff going on 
with our parents. My mom would likely be home. Daddy was likely 
at work still. He always seemed to be lately. Jamie may or may 
not have been there still.

Mrs. Clark might be there though. I snuck to a front window to 
see if Mrs. Clark's car was at her house. It wasn't. So, she 
could be at my house right now. I was then sure I was being setup 
to be out of the way the rest of the day. I had to come up with a 
reason to sneak home without Mrs. Rayner knowing. I wondered if 
Pam would do anything to try to keep me from doing that, too. 
Could she be in on this, too?

"Chica, I'm gonna ride home and come back over a little later. 
I'm gonna grab some CDs and stuff to bring back over."

"Wait, I can go with you."

"No, stay here,” I said. “I don't want your mom to know I left."

"What are you up to, Mel?" she said smiling.

I had to think quickly. It was obvious she wasn't going to stop 
me. She was ready to go with me! That was the last thing I 
wanted.

"I'm gonna try to sneak one of my mom's sex toys out,” I said, 
with my best devious look. “I might be a little while though, if 
she is there."

I wasn't planning to do that. I didn't want to take one of her 
toys out overnight like that and risk her discovering it gone. 
Heck, Mrs. Clark knew we'd messed around with hers without one of 
them missing. I didn't know how often she might use them either 
... or she and Daddy for that matter.

I rode my bike back over to my house. Mrs. Clark's car was out 
front. Promising start, I figured. I rode around back where we 
normally left our bikes, and spotted Sarah's bike there as well. 
I grinned, thinking she was hanging out with Jamie. That was too 
cool. I knew they had a thing for each other.

Going inside through the backdoor, I didn't see anyone 
downstairs. Mom was probably in her room with Mrs. Clark. I was 
pretty sure that this was going to be a bust.

I went upstairs to see what Sarah and Jamie were doing, hoping 
they might be fooling around. I was getting horny again, and 
thought we could all fool around together. Three might be a crowd 
though if they were really into each other.

Quietly, I went upstairs. My parents’ door was closed. Listening 
outside, I could hear talking and movement that sounded like 
someone on the bed. I doubted Mom and Mrs. Clark would get into 
much of anything if Jamie and Sarah were in the house though.

My brother's door was closed. Walking softly, I approached his 
door and listened, but all I could hear was just muffled noises. 
I smiled figuring they were making out. I didn't want to bother 
them. I liked the idea that they were getting closer like that.

I went back to my parents’ door to listen some more. The TV was 
on, which made it difficult to specifically make out anything.

I did finally make out Mom when she said, "I saw that happening 
at a recent party. Do you like that kind of thing?"

Did I just strike gold? I couldn’t hear a reply though. Then I 
heard Mom’s voice again, "I thought you might. I think it's a lot 
of fun. We could do that together, too.”

There was a momentary pause before Mom said, "Let me do that for 
you."

Bingo, I thought. Mom and Mrs. Clark were fooling around! I'd 
never actually seen them together in pictures or anything, but, 
from what Sarah told me, I knew they were.

It was kind of hard to hear much of anything else being said 
though. I thought I better get away from the door, just in case 
Jamie and Sarah came out of his room.

I went to my room and waited, listening for my brother to come 
into the hallway. They didn't expect me home, and I didn't want 
my mom to know I was there. I really didn't mind if Jamie knew, 
but I'd catch him and Sarah in the hallway if they came out 
before my mom and Mrs. Clark. I knew this could take a while, 
too.

After some time passed, I heard Jamie's door open and the sound 
of several people in the hall. I started to worry a bit if Sarah 
would catch our moms together, but she already knew about them. I 
went to my door to open it to grab Jamie and Sarah when I heard 
her voice.

"I need to get on home now. Bob will be waiting for me. I hope we 
can do this again sometime soon."

"Shit!" I whispered, in shock. It was Mrs. Clark! She had been in 
Jamie's bedroom! What the fuck? Sarah had to be in the bedroom 
with my mom! Did any of them know about the other? What the hell! 
Sarah is in my parents' bedroom with my mom! I bet Mrs. Clark 
might know, but did Jamie?

It was possible Sarah didn't know her mom was there since her 
bike was out back. Did Mrs. Clark come over after mom had gone to 
her bedroom with Sarah?

I couldn't swear Sarah and Mom were having sex though. I didn't 
actually hear anything that sounded unmistakably like sex coming 
from Mom's bedroom. Was Mom just distracting Sarah while Mrs. 
Clark and Jamie had sex? Mom actually knows about them! She had 
to! What were they watching on Mom’s TV?

I hated myself for not listening at her door longer.

I waited until I heard Mrs. Clark going downstairs with Jamie. I 
peeked out the door, and heard the front door open and then 
close. I closed my door back and waited to see if Jamie came back 
up to his room.

After several minutes, I heard someone running up the stairs, and 
then down the hall toward my brother’s room. I was sure it was 
him. I quickly grabbed a few CDs and snuck back out of the house 
to go back over to the Rayners.

Pam and I had a fun time, as usual. Peter tried several times to 
butt in on us, but Pam was able to shoo him off without too much 
effort. I figured he was hoping to get lucky with both of us. 
Maybe I sucked him off too good that afternoon in the hot tub. I 
hoped he wasn’t going to start humping my leg all the time, 
hoping to get another blowjob like the last one.


******


Sarah and I spent almost every night together before our doctor 
appointments, either at my house or hers. The idea that she and 
my mom might be having sex really intrigued me. I knew Mom was 
probably as deep into all of this as anyone else, but I had no 
real evidence of how far she had gone.

I knew enough about Sarah's parents and Pam's mom to know they 
weren't opposed to having sex with me, but was Sarah also 
involved with any of the other adults? Sarah knew about our moms 
though, so I kept looking for opportunities to get Sarah horny, 
lowering her inhibitions, hoping she'd feel less embarrassed 
talking about something like that with me.

"You love having me lick you, don't you?" I asked Sarah, taking a 
momentary break from toying with her clit with the tip of my 
tongue, both of us sprawled across my bed.

"Gawd, yes," she said, lustily.

"You know we'll be on birth control before long. You'll be able 
to fuck Jamie anytime you want, and not worry about anything 
except letting him pound your sweet wet cunt with his sexy hard 
cock."

"Mmmmmm ..."

"You're such a slut, aren't you? I teased.

"Mmmmmm ... sometimes," she said, looking blankly at the ceiling 
as I slid my tongue slowly between her cute pussy lips.

"I bet you'd let anyone lick you right now, wouldn't you?” I 
teased again. "Maybe I should call Pam and ask her to come help 
me get you off, would you like that?

"Mmmmmm ..."

"Or .... maybe I should go get Jamie. I bet we could lick you 
until you were screaming," I teased even more.

She was about as horny as I'd ever seen her. She was my best 
friend, and I liked getting her off. I hated the secrets though. 
We'd promised to never keep them from each other. She was keeping 
one from me, I was almost sure of it. A big one, too. If she was, 
I knew why as well. I had just as big a secret, too. But what if 
it was all out in the open between us? That would be so cool.

I licked her clit furiously before taking her it between my lips, 
pulling on it firmly, sucking hard before letting it slip from my 
mouth, and carefully said,

"Or ... what if I went and got my mom?"

Sarah had already been so close to an orgasm. Her whole body 
seemed to spasm as she went over the edge. I kept my mouth on her 
clit, licking, making her orgasm as intense as I could.

After what seemed like minutes, her body finally began to relax. 
It'd taken a lot out of her and she was shaking some still, and 
breathing hard. I moved up from between her legs, laid beside 
her, and began playing gently with her breast.

"You okay, chica?

"Yeah ... whew."

"Pretty good, huh?"

"Yeah ... you've been practicing," she joked, but looking at me 
kind of knowingly. Was she trying to turn the tables on me? Did 
she have any idea about me and her mom?

"Well, my tongue has been up your cooch all week, so duh," I 
grinned.

I scrunched my lips in thought before asking, hopefully without 
seeming like I knew something possibly about her and my mom, "Did 
you like my dirty talk?"

"It did get me pretty hot."

"I'll say. I was afraid you were going to scream for real for a 
second. Wouldn't want my parents to hear you, would we?" I said, 
trying to steer the conversation back around to the subject of my 
mom.

"I don't think you'd want your mom walking in finding you between 
my legs like you were either, would you?" she retorted.

But I saw the unintended opening for me that she made,

"But you wouldn't care if she did, would you?"

I didn't give her a chance to act indignant. I kissed her softly, 
and said, "You wouldn't be bothered at all if she saw you naked 
like this, your legs spread wide open, your wet pussy there for 
her to see, wanting to be played with."

I quickly kissed her again. I saw her eyes were open wide though. 
She looked uncomfortable. I know the look, because I'd had 
similar uncomfortable moments like this over the past year 
myself.

"You'd want her to play with you, right? You'd just be worried 
about me, wouldn't you? Worried it would bother me ... seeing my 
mom ... you and my mom maybe ..."

I don't know what I saw in her eyes at first. Was it panic? Or 
was it something else? Understanding, maybe? She didn't say 
anything though. She turned away from me onto her side. I cuddled 
up to her and kissed her cheek. That seemed to diffuse the 
situation and she turned back giggling and pushing me over onto 
my back.

Sarah moved down between my legs, smiling at me, looking devious 
almost. She put her face near my pussy, ready to do the same to 
me that I'd done to her ... but with her own twist, "You know 
your mom might have heard me as I came. What if she walked in now 
and saw ‘you’?"

"Don't tease me, bitch," I said firmly, but affectionately as 
well.

She didn't stop.

"She could walk in now. Maybe we didn't lock the door like we 
thought. She would see you like this."

She tenderly licked and kissed my pussy with that naughty talking 
mouth of hers.

"What would you do, Mel?"

I moaned. She was good.

"Would you cover up quickly in shame ... or ... would you not pay 
her any attention."

I squirmed. Fucking hell. She was damn good. Her fingers were 
inside me now. So damn good.

"What would you do, my little slut?" she teased.

I don't know what made me say it, but I did, "I don't know! She 
can ... oh Gawd! ... don't you dare stop if she does ... damn it, 
don't stop doing that!"

She didn't say anything else. Her mouth was too busy getting me 
off. It didn't take long at all either. It was a really big one, 
too. Fortunately, I remembered to pull my pillow over my mouth.

I lay there just as she had when I finished her off. I was still 
trembling. I was spent. She moved up beside me like I'd done with 
her. She didn't tease me though, like I'd done. She laid her head 
on my shoulder and just cuddled with me.

"I love you, Mel."

I knew nothing more than before. I loved her, too ... whether she 
had a secret or not.


******


A few days later, I happened to end up at home alone during the 
middle of the afternoon. I felt comfortable no one would be home 
for hours. Mom was the last to leave, and told me she was going 
shopping with Mrs. Clark in a city not far away. She would easily 
be gone for hours.

Dad was working out of town and wouldn't be home until late. 
Jamie likely wouldn't be around, but I wasn't really worried if 
he caught me. We'd just end up getting each other off if he did. 
So, I thought it would be a great time to do some snooping.

First stop was going to be my parents’ room. I never felt very 
comfortable going in there snooping around, but I was determined 
to find out just how involved my parents were in everything.

I checked out the closet first. I knew there was a cabinet 
inside, but I never was that interested in trying to see what was 
inside it before everything began with Mrs. Clark last year. It 
was rare that I was home alone long enough to feel comfortable 
plundering in my parents’ room either.

Of course, the cabinet was locked. No key was in sight either. 
So, I looked around some more, but didn't see anything that 
wouldn't normally be in a closet. I did check all the shoe boxes, 
just in case. No luck though.

I went over to my mom's dresser and hoped I might find something 
new inside. After the day Jamie got one of Mom's vibrators from 
her room to use on Sarah, I'd later checked out all the toys she 
had in the dresser.

Opening the first drawer, I found the same toys where they'd been 
before. I giggled and thought how cool it would be to buy her 
something new and just slip it into the drawer for her to find. 
But, where does a girl my age buy sex toys? Oh, well. Just a 
thought. That's all that really matters. I was also getting 
incredibly turned on by the idea of it.

The next place to check was the TV cabinet. I knew my parents had 
some porn movies, but never really had a chance to check out 
their stash too closely. They had both DVD and older videotapes. 
I stayed away from the VHS tapes because I didn't want to put one 
in the player and it get fucked up. It would be hard to ruin a 
DVD though.

The cases looked like ones bought from a store or something, so 
other than the curiosity to watch some of my parents' porn, it 
told me nothing I didn't already know about them. But, I was 
horny ... and I figured I had time to slip in one of the DVDs and 
get off to it.

Picking out which one of your parents' porn videos to watch isn't 
as easy as it should be, I suppose. Flipping through the cases, 
there were some 'interesting' covers and topics. Most of them 
looked like they were just compilations of sex scenes, but there 
were some that seem to attempt to have a plot to them. Those 
interested me the most because I thought they would give me a 
better idea of the kinds of things that interested Mom and Daddy.

The ones that caught my attention the most were a few that seemed 
to have a family or incest theme to them. Those made me feel 
really weird. I mean, did my parents really get off on the idea 
of relatives having sex together? Who was I to judge, but still 
... my mom and daddy?

I took one of the incest themed ones out of its case. It appeared 
to be one about two sisters and two brothers. At least it wasn't 
a father and daughter one. When I pressed the button to open the 
tray on the DVD player, it slid out with a disc already inside. 
It was a homemade one with just the month of July from a year ago 
written on it.

Oh, my God. I knew this disc could probably reveal a whole lot 
about things, but for probably the first time since all this 
began, I wasn't so sure I really wanted to know a whole lot more. 
Had Mom been watching it earlier before she left? How freaking 
careless my parents were to leave something like this where Jamie 
or I could find it!

Reality and truth about my parents were possibly at my 
fingertips. I was close to crossing the line from just imagining 
what might be going on, to maybe really finding out. These are my 
parents! I just stood there at the crossroads for what seemed 
like an eternity, but really was only a few moments.

I wasn't really thinking about it when my hand nudged at the DVD 
tray and it slid back into the player. I felt like something 
inside me had taken over. The devilish Melissa inside me always 
seems to win out in situations involving things I probably 
shouldn't be doing ... especially when it came to sex. And the 
decision was devilish either way ... a video involving possibly 
my parents ... or an incest themed video my parents obviously 
liked watching.

After the disc was inserted into the player, nothing happened. 
Stupid me then remembered I had to turn the TV on. My mind was 
far from functioning. When I did turn on the TV with the remote, 
the disc had already begun playing and a menu appeared with 
different video scenes to pick from.

I grabbed the remote and scrolled through the options. No titles 
were displayed, only small images of what looked like the 
beginning of each video. The length of time for each video 
displayed as well. The images weren't really helpful at all 
though.

I picked the first one on the list, and the video began playing. 
I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was. It was a 
video with the Clarks and Rayners obviously having a sex session 
together. Well, they were all naked. The angle of the video 
didn't change, so I assumed that no one was holding the camera 
while it recorded them.

Another thing that caught my eye was that there was a date 
displayed in the top corner of the video indicating it was taken 
on August 10 from four years ago. I then figured the DVD was 
burned last July.

The first little bit of it looked like they were preparing to 
perform for the camera. What a bunch of showoffs. They quickly 
started going down on each other, switching quickly from their 
own spouse. Interesting, but not anything I hadn't already known 
was likely going on between them.

I fast forwarded through much of it, catching the men sitting on 
the couch. Their wives had chosen the other's husband lap to sit 
on, enjoying a reverse cowgirl ride while playing to the camera.

I thought the whole thing was rather tame, and didn't tell me 
anything I didn't already suspect or know. Not nearly as exciting 
as the pictures I'd found before on the CD in Daddy's computer.

I didn't know if there would be time to look at all the videos on 
the disc, so I went back to the menu, scrolled down the list a 
little, picking another.

The Clark's bedroom appeared on the TV. This one had June 5 from 
three years ago as the date it was recorded. On the bed was Penny 
lying on her back ... and naked. A little surprising, but not 
shocking or anything. What was surprising is that she was 
blindfolded and had her wrists restrained to the bedposts much 
like I had been that one time.

The angle of the view from where the camera was sitting, and how 
the camera was zoomed in on the bed didn't show much other than 
the bed itself and maybe several feet on each side. It was as if 
you were watching while standing close to the bottom left side of 
the bed.

The camera was probably where it had been when I was blindfolded, 
but I didn't know at the time that they might be recording me on 
video ... not until I noticed the camera sitting there later.

Mrs. Clark appeared from the left side toward the head of the 
bed, naked as well, sitting on the bed close to Penny's head. I 
spotted Mr. Clark as he sat on the other side of the bed, closer 
to Penny's waist. He began lightly caressing Penny's breasts, 
softly touching around her nipples, then lightly sliding his hand 
down her torso, across her flat tummy.

Moving his hand lower, he began teasing her pussy with his 
fingertips. It was similar to what he had done to me, other than 
he started with my legs instead of my tits. Penny's tits were a 
good bit larger. He was probably drawn to hers more than he was 
to mine.

I looked down at mine and sighed. I could only hope they would 
get a good bit bigger as I got older. I did have great legs 
though.

Mr. Clark moved so that he was straddling Penny's lower body, his 
cock pressing on her mound. He leaned close to her face and used 
the tip of his tongue to touch her lips. He did the same to her 
ear and neck. I wondered if this was some kind of standard script 
that they followed, which also made me wonder who else among my 
friends had gone through this. Pam, maybe? The Walcott's kids?

I thought about skipping the rest of the video to try to find 
others like this, especially the one with me in it. But, I 
remembered this was only videos taken on or before last July. So, 
I kept watching.

I decided to fast forward some to see if the ending was like 
mine. As the video sped by, I noticed that things were a little 
different at times. When they had done this with me, Mrs. Rayner 
had played with and licked my pussy while I thought it was Mrs. 
Clark. Mr. Clark had stayed on the bed, licking and playing with 
my breasts while that was going on.

As the image blurred by, I giggled at how comical everything 
looked.

Mr. Clark licked and teased her much like he did with me. I 
pushed the play button to resume the video at regular speed when 
Mr. Clark got off the bed. Mrs. Clark put the ankle restraints on 
Penny, right on cue.

Then the shock of my life occurred. Another person was moving 
onto the bed from the bottom of it, slowly moving up between 
Penny's legs. This was all too similar. They didn't want Penny to 
know what was going on, just like with me. They clearly didn't 
want Penny to know what was really happening! This couldn't be 
happening!

Mrs. Clark was up by Penny's head, but off the bed. She was just 
watching this as it was about to happen, just like she’d probably 
had been the whole time with me.

Oh, my God. She was looking down at the woman moving up between 
Penny's legs, as she had been with me. No fucking way! That's all 
I could think.

The woman moved up and appeared to blow on Penny's clit, just 
like with me. She began playing with Penny's pussy with her 
tongue and fingers. Mrs. Clark moved in the direction of the 
camera.

The camera angle abruptly changed. She had picked it up and was 
moving it so she got a good close-up view of the woman licking 
Penny's pussy. Oh God, was she ever licking her pussy! What the 
fuck!

There she was. Mrs. Rayner was doing the same fucking thing she 
had done when I was the one blindfolded. Penny's freaking mom was 
licking her daughter's pussy! Holy fucking hell!

Mrs. Clark set the camera back where it had been. She went back 
to the bed and removed the ankle restraints before moving over 
beside Penny's head. She leaned close to her ear and appeared to 
be saying something to her. She was probably teasing her, making 
her wonder who was down between her legs.

There was no way Mrs. Clark was going to let Penny know that her 
mom was the one whose tongue and fingers were fucking her. Mrs. 
Clark was obviously teasing her with the things she told her, 
working her into a frenzy about the woman who was a mystery to 
Penny.

Who did Penny think it was? I had assumed it was Mrs. Rayner 
licking me after a short time. Mrs. Rayner lifted Penny's hips, 
pushing her legs forward some which just exposed Penny more to 
her mom's mouth. Mrs. Rayner began licking her daughter's 
butthole! Penny was into it just as much as I had been though. 
She appeared to have a tremendous orgasm from what her mom was 
doing to her.

Mrs. Clark climbed up on the bed like she did with me, straddling 
Penny's face. This was all too much the same as it had been with 
me now. I fast forwarded a little until I saw Mrs. Clark get off 
of the bed, and pressed play again to go back to normal speed.

Mrs. Rayner moved up from between her daughter's legs to lie 
beside her, and began to play with her own daughter's tit, 
sucking Penny's nipple for a few moments. Mr. Clark got back on 
bed and began fucking Penny, with Mrs. Rayner still squeezing and 
pinching Penny's nipple. At least it wasn't Penny's daddy!

Penny's mom finally got up and walked over beside the bed just in 
view of the camera, but away from Penny. She began rubbing one of 
her own nipples with one hand, while playing with her pussy with 
the other.

I pushed fast forward again and watched closely for something 
new. When it got to the point where Mr. Clark had likely spurted 
inside Penny and was getting off the bed, I pushed the play 
button again.

Who were they going to tell Penny the other woman was?

At that point, Mrs. Rayner walked by the camera, which would 
likely mean she'd left the room. Penny would probably never know 
her own mom had gone down on her.

Mrs. Clark again sat close to Penny's head. She removed Penny's 
blindfold, leaving the wrist restraints on for the moment. Mr. 
Clark was standing beside the bed much like he had with me, 
revealing himself to Penny as the man who had fucked her. How 
were they going to explain the other woman to Penny?

That question was answered almost immediately. A woman moved 
beside Mr. Clark, just as naked as the rest of them were. Mrs. 
Clark asked Penny if she was surprised. She nodded.

I hit the pause button and stared hard at the TV. Mom?


(continued in chapter 14)

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