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From: an403162@anon.penet.fi (Chili Peeler)

Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 1A

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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (an403162@anon.penet.fi)

Part 1A

"She said no."
"Definitely no?"
"I would have to say yes, definitely. If it's any consolation, it wasn't because it was you. I just think the whole idea made her uncomfortable....I think she thinks it will hurt our marriage."
"That's too bad. If you ask me, it would only make it better....well, damn.....listen the offer is still open if you want to come out. Carmen's definitely up for it."
"Really?...I thought it was a package deal."
"I would have liked that, man. You know I've always had a thing for Stella, even if she is a prissy little thing. But, it doesn't mean you have to sit around on your hands....it's time to live a little. You've earned it."
"You are so right...I'll call you tomorrow after I think about my alibi."
"All right, talk to ya then."
Jonas Elliot placed the phone back on its cradle and stared out the window wall of his 19th story Century City office. It was a relatively unsmoggy day in Los Angeles and he could see the blue Pacific way out beyond Santa Monica.
'Well, just when things were getting a little dull,' he thought. 'My brother makes me an offer I can't refuse? The lucky son-of-a-bitch shouldn't be the only one having fun. I'll just drive out and screw this new chickie.'
He opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out the Polaroid Lance had sent him. Carmen was one hot looking woman. In the photo, she was wearing a skimpy white bikini that contrasted nicely with her deep tanned skin. Long, dark-brown hair with some blonde highlights.
'She must have some Latin blood in her...maybe even some black ancestors,' Jonas mused, trying to remember who she reminded him of. Then it came to him - Paula Abdul, the singer. His daughter had pointed her out to him at a Kings game a couple of years ago. Carmen's face had that same look, the full lips, longer legs though. And Carmen's chest was much bigger, obviously she had had some work done.
"I'm going to enjoy doing that," he said out loud. He could almost kiss Lance for even bringing up the idea. He'd been talking to his brother at a cook-out at his Brentwood home several weeks ago and Lance, who was ten years younger than he, had started kidding him about slowing down at his old age of 41. Of course, he was referring to the number of women he was sleeping around with behind Stella's back.
Years ago, Jonas had sold his soul to the Devil - namely the former owner of the law firm he worked for, Stella's father. Jonas had seen the opportunity of marrying his way to partner status. He'd tried to remain faithful for five or six years, even had a child because Stella wanted one so bad. But temptations were around every door and once Stella's father passed away, leaving him firmly entrenched in the law firm, he'd begun to open some of those doors.
He'd been discreet and the thrill had been good. Finding willing partners had not been a problem; he worked out at the LA Sports Club several times a week and was in pretty good shape. 6'1", black hair with a smattering of gray, a mustache that was going grayer faster, good definition on the chest, legs in pretty good shape from racquetball.
Women wanted him and didn't care if he was married. Clandestine motel meetings with secretaries, an occasional female lawyer or even some escort girls. He'd pay for it if it was good stuff, no problem with that. Hell, he had enough money to retire on comfortably even if Stella found out and took him for half.
Anyway, Lance had been kidding him about whether he could still get it up. He'd remarked to Lance that he was getting enough on the side but he did wished he had Lance's life once in a while; Lance's life seemed to be a string of parties and loose women, many of them in their 20's.
Lance had gotten sort of serious and had taken him aside and told him that he had fallen in with a crowd out in Palm Springs that liked to swing, wife-swap, fly in call girls from LA or Vegas. There was a lot of money in Palm Springs, old and new, and Lance had made some connections and gotten invited to some parties, swinger parties. His good looks and the ability to bring some hot girlfriends had made him a regular. And he said they were always looking for new faces, preferably people with money to minimize the chance of someone going to the press.
So, that's how he had arrived at where he was today. He'd tried to talk Stella into trying a little swinging with Lance and Carmen to begin with. He'd known the odds were stacked against him but he'd pitched the idea with all his might. If Stella would agree, their marriage would have gone up to the point that he could stand it. Of course, Stella, the ice queen, had vetoed the idea before it saw the light of day.
'Well, you can't teach an old dog new tricks,' he thought, knowing it applied to Stella and himself also. He put the picture of Carmen back in his drawer and got up and walked to the window, rubbing the back of his neck as he pondered how he should proceed.

Jonas waited three days before he took the plunge.
He'd originally thought he might tell Stella he was going to San Diego on an overnight business trip or maybe to Vegas for a convention. But he was worried she might try to call him and the whole secret would unravel. Talking it over with Lance, they had decided he should just drive out one work day.
"Just drive the hell out...tell your office you're at a meeting and you'll call in for messages. Easy as pie, Jonesy," Lance promised.
"You know, I think that's the best.....I should get out there around lunchtime. Let me buy you two a lunch.....someplace nice."
"Shit, partner! The only thing you'll be eating when you get out here is a little Carmen pussy!"
"Lance, I better not be wasting a day driving out there.....your little piece of ass better put out," Jonas said.
"Buddy, this is a sure thing! Carmen can't wait to get it on with you....I've shown her your picture, too. Know this...when you get out here, you will be getting you're noodle wet."
He'd tried to act like himself the next morning. He got up, showered, went downstairs and said good-bye to Stella like a thousand other days. He took his briefcase and went out and got into his Lexus sedan. He'd put some things in the briefcase that he normally would not have - a toothbrush, another bottle of his usual cologne, a pair of underwear and some condoms. He wasn't sure if he'd need any of it but it was there if need be.
He drove south into Century City and went up to his office briefly. He put on a show of having forgot some papers for a meeting that he had to go to and hurried out, saying he'd call in for messages.
Then, it was out on the freeway and he headed east toward the desert.

The drive was almost two and a half hours; he'd done the trip faster in the past but he wasn't going to risk getting a ticket.
'That's how they caught Son of Sam,' Jonas thought and chuckled at the analogy. Him, an attorney, worried about leaving clues.
The desert heat was shimmering across Highway 11 as he came within view of the outskirts of Palm Springs; it was probably already in the low 90's.
It had surprised him when Lance had moved to Palm Springs from Florida a year ago. Lance only said that he liked the heat and the desert but Jonas was pretty sure he'd had to leave Florida to avoid some trouble. He had an idea that Lance might have been running drugs; he led a somewhat extravagant lifestyle for a man with no high school diploma.
Whatever he was into, Jonas loved the guy. Especially if Lance was going to start throwing some tail at him.
He pulled up in front of Lance's condo and shut off the car. He got out, looking around the lush manicured grounds of the community. He removed his suit jacket and tie and left them in the backseat. Taking his briefcase, he walked toward the front door of the condo and Lance came out before he was halfway there.
"Jonas, welcome to Shangri-La," he said, dramatically waving his arms back at his place. His brother was dressed for the weather in a pair of shorts and a sleeveless mesh football jersey. His longish hair, mustache and scruffy beard gave him a Hell's Angel-like look, at least that early in the morning. When Lance wanted to clean up, he got melt some hearts with that smile and his hair done back in a ponytail. "Hey, you could have left the briefcase at home...you're not going to be taking a depo, for Christssakes."
"Maybe it's full of money," Jonas kidded him as they shook hands. "You know how I hate to be in your debt."
"Yeah, well, believe me, you are going to be after today. Come on in before the neighbors get the idea that I'm respectable."
Jonas followed him to the door and then entered as Lance ushered him in. Jonas walked down the entrance hallway, passing the stairs that led to the two bedrooms above and stopped at the doorway to the livingroom which was to his left. It was empty, so he turned to see where Lance would direct him.
"Go ahead and set your case down there inside the door," Lance said. When Jonas straightened up from doing so, he saw Lance was standing on the bottom step of the stairs. "Come on up," he said with a grin.
Jonas followed Lance upstairs and into his bedroom where he saw Carmen for the first time. Lance's bedroom had a small solarium off one side and he saw Carmen, wearing Wayfarers, laying on a towel-draped, wood slat sunchair in the patch of sunlight that came down through the rectangular chimney-like room.
It was a nice private set-up and Carmen was topless. He had been right about the non-authenticity of her breasts; real breasts didn't stand up like that. They were beauties. Jonas guessed they were maybe 38C's, like softballs with skin stretched over them. Beautiful, flawless bronze skin capped by half dollar sized pinkish aureole. She had on a bright blue bikini bottom, the kind that rode high on her hips and then plunged down between her legs in a V pattern. Her legs looked like she had been into weight training at some point in the past; her thighs were powerful looking but her calves looked small.
"Look at that little honey," Lance said in a whisper. "Acting like she don't know we're here watching her." Jonas turned to look at his brother. "That's right, I told her you had arrived. She's just giving you a little show...oh, look at that."
Jonas looked quickly back at Carmen to see her slowly dragging the fingers of her right hand down her stomach. As they both watched, Carmen ran those fingers under the front of her bikini bottoms, tantalizingly slow, as she also moved her feet onto the solarium floor, one on each side of the chair. Then, with the junction of her legs on display and half of her hand hidden in the bikini, Jonas saw her fingers begin slowly moving. Carmen was obviously indulging herself in a little self-stimulation and Jonas certainly felt stimulated himself.
"What a cockteaser!" Jonas said in a complimentary way.
"She don't tease, bro....she puts out, don't you worry." Lance promised as he walked over to the solarium door. He opened it and Carmen raised her head to look at him, drawing her hand from her bottoms, as he said, "He's here, baby."
"Oh..great!'" Carmen gushed, certainly sounding surprised. Carmen sat up and swung her shapely legs into a pair of open-toed heeled shoes and stood up as Lance walked back toward where he stood. Lance gave him a wink.
Carmen came into the bedroom, taking off her sunglasses. Her face was flawless, high cheekbones, manicured eyebrows that arched unnaturally over a pair of grey-blue eyes, a dazzling white smile. She walked toward him. She hadn't made any attempt to cover herself and Jonas found himself beginning to grow in his pants.
"Hi, Jonas...I'm Carmen." she said simply extending her hand.
Jonas shook it, of course. "Carmen, it's my pleasure....to meet such a beautiful woman."
"Well, he's quite a charmer, Lance," she said, her eyes flashing with mischief as she stared up at Jonas. The picture had made her look taller but she was maybe 5' 6" in person. "And such a tall drink of water," Carmen continued as she moved closer to Jonas and slid her arm around him.
Jonas let his left arm circle her neck and his left hand came down on her shoulder, the skin feeling unusually hot and oily from her sunbathing. She smelled like a pina colada and felt so soft. He wanted to throw her down and fuck the shit out of her, lunch or no lunch.
"I can tell I'm going to enjoy your brother," Carmen said to Lance and then looked up at him, "I hope your offer still stands for lunch...I'm starving."
"Yeah, sure," Jonas said, running his hand down Carmen's side, his fingers just reaching around enough to graze the outside swell of her left breast, "I can't promise that I wouldn't tip over the table." Jonas let the little vixen know that he was aroused at the contact they were having.
"Oh, we can't have that, honey," Carmen said, giving his side a squeeze and pressing her right tit into his side. As she said this, her right hand traveled up from the front of his thigh, where it had been lightly laying, and her palm ran across his groin where it couldn't help but encounter his coiled, stiffening member. "Ooooooo.....I think I've found something here!" Reply-To: an403162@anon.penet.fi Date: Thu, 25 Jul 1996 01:34:15 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 1B Lines: 325

The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (an403162@anon.penet.fi)

Part 1B

"You sure have, darling," Jonas said, moving his groin into her hand. Jonas saw her head tilt down to watch her palm move back and forth across a now undeniable tent in his pants. He looked at his brother and he was headed for the bedroom door.
"I just got a little work to take care of before we go eat...uh, it looks like you two will be OK for a few minutes," he laughed knowingly as he disappeared down the stairs.
Jonas felt Carmen's hand move up onto his belt buckle and her fingers went to work undoing it. "Jonas, I think Lance would like me to take care of you before we go....you don't mind, do you?"
"That may be the world's dumbest question," he said, rubbing his fingers across her lithe back as she skillfully undid his pant's button and unzipped him with her one hand. She hooked her fingers in the front of his underwear and yanked them down far enough for his penis to pop out.
"Big dick's must run in your family," Carmen said as her hot little hand latched onto his semi-erect and felt its weight.
Jonas was in heaven. Carmen was certainly not a shy one!
"Sit down on the bed and I'll work a little magic," Carmen promised. "We'll calm this thing down so it won't bother us during lunch."
Jonas sat on the edge of the bed, hardly believing how quickly things were happening but happy it was as Carmen dropped to her knees in front of him. Her hands pulled his pants and briefs down to around his knees as her eyes locked on his.
"Do they call you Jonas because of this whale-sized dick?!" she said hotly as her small hand wrapped around his drunkenly swaying dick and began jacking it. It only took four strokes to get it rock-hard. He was about eight inches long and pretty thick. He could only smile at the thought of what the afternoon would be like.
"Let me see you get that thing in that pretty little mouth," Jonas suggested as he ran a finger across her full lips and off her chin. Any thoughts of Stella, his family, repercussions, anything.... went right out the window. He had a gorgeous lady jacking him and it felt so good.
"Well, this is just going to be a quickie, so don't try to impress me with your stamina....remember, I'm hungry," she said with a wink and scooted closer between his spread legs. Her hot mouth stretched over his bulbous dickhead and she began sucking him.
"Jeeezzzzzuusss!" Jonas groaned at the incredible sensation of young lips wrapped around his dick and the exotic sight of Carmen's lovely face looking up at him. He fell back on his elbows on the bed and Carmen began jacking him in her mouth.
"UUnnnnngghhhh!" he groaned again. Carmen wasn't making love to his dick, she was jerking on it like she was milking a cow! "That's it, you nasty girl...aaahhhhh....you are one fucking hot cocksucker....shiitttttt ......can't you get more than that in your mouth?"
Carmen made a little mewing sound around his thick stick and shocked the hell out of him by doing a quick deepthroat on him. Her lips just kept right on sinking and he felt his cockhead being pushed and bent forward to get a little ways down her throat. Just as quickly she drew her mouth off of him and smiled devilishly as she kept jacking him.
"Does that answer your question?" she said and gave the underside of his shaft a long slow lick from the bottom to the glans. With her mouth back on top, she started sucking and jacking him again.
Jonas was going to shoot soon, he just couldn't hold back. He imagined himself just letting go....imagined her pulling off and his cum flying all over his lap and on his shirt....oh, Christ! the shirt! He couldn't go home with a cum-stained shirt!
"Wait!" he gasp, as he tried to sit up and begin unbuttoning his shirt from the bottom. Carmen took her mouth off his ready-to-pop prick. "This is the only shirt I brought."
Carmen brushed his hands away and said, "Don't worry....Carmen's not going to let anything get on your shirt.....ooooo, come in my mouth and I'll swallow every drop!" Her hand strongly milked his organ again.
"All right, baby, get your mouth over it and I'll blow the back of your head off!" Jonas halfway kidded her. This sexpot was going to make him shoot his nuts through his dick.
She took him in her mouth again and swallowed him to the back of her throat in a long slow descent, moving her head up against his stomach to get the proper angle. Jonas felt her hand cup his balls and lightly squeezed them. Jonas just had to come for his voracious cocksucking slut. It was everything he'd dreamed.... just having sex for the sake of having sex, no strings, no commitments.
"Carmen, get ready!......Here it comes, baby," he warned her unnecessarily.
He felt her lips slide back up to just underneath the rim of his crown and her hand started jacking him and he just let go. Three days worth of his cum shot up into Carmen's skillful mouth and she just kept right on jacking, both of them moaning in his brother's bedroom.
"AAAAGGGHHHHH!" Jonas shuddered as his brother's latest talent swallowed all he could give her. He could feel her concave cheeks mold themselves around his trembling shaft as she sucked him off. He thought he'd never stop coming; it was like he was supercharged or had thrown the switch to a reserve cum tank. His nuts actually hurt when he was through.
He came out of his post-sex stupor to find Carmen licking her lips over his slick dick tip. She gave him a knowing look and milked another drop of pearly discharge out of his pisshole with a strong tug on his deflating dick. Her tongue lapped it up like a white chocolate treat.
"Oh, shit...that was.....mind-blowing," Jonas complimented her.
She kissed the bottom of his wilting wand and said, "I might have to skip lunch, you devil....hold this for me." Jonas held his dick up off his shirt as she walked in the bathroom and came back with a washcloth which she handed to him. She leaned down and gave him a quick kiss.
"I'm gonna take a quick shower....tell Lance he better change, I'm not gonna be long." She headed for the bathroom and Jonas mopped up his crotch as he watched her ass jiggle out of sight.
'Can you believe this shit?!' he thought to himself as he pulled his pants back up. 'Fuck, what a little sex doll...so at ease with the whole thing...hi, how are ya....come in my mouth!'
He went down the stairs feeling particularly light on his feet and found Lance sitting on the couch in the livingroom.
"Did I tell you?...did I tell you?" he said bounding off the couch and punching Jonas in the arm. Lance seemed as excited as Jonas had been upstairs.
"Lance, how you are able to still walk is beyond me," Jonas said, feigning exhaustion as he sat in a chair. "Where the hell did you find her?"
"Yeah, she's a ballbuster, all right.....I met her at one of those parties

They went to eat lunch at Giordino's, an out-of-the-way Italian place. Carmen turned a lot of heads in a tight white miniskirt with a bippy top that left her stomach bare and white, heeled boots that came up almost to her knees; she sure knew how to package herself. They got a booth in the back and Carmen made a point to sit real close to Jonas.
They ordered some drinks and Carmen rubbed his leg while they waited for them to arrive.
"So, Carmen, tell me about yourself," Jonas said, openly looking down her top.
"Well, I liked sucking you off earlier," she said and they all laughed at her little declaration.
"I was thinking a little further back than that," Jonas said, "Where did you grow up?"
"In Panama."
"Really?!"
"Yes, my father was an exporter, an Italian, coincidentally. My mother was Brazilian."
"Brazil..... I knew you had some Latin blood. I bet your mother was a beautiful woman.... to have such a beautiful daughter."
"Lance, why can't you say such sweet things?" she teased his brother as the waiter arrived with their drinks.
"Jonas has always had the silver tongue," Lance conceded. "I got the good looks."
"From where I'm sitting, you both look good to me," Carmen said, raising her drink in toast.
"Well, at least we got that out of the way. We're all good looking." Jonas said laughingly as the waiter came back.
"Are you ready to order? An appetizer, perhaps?" he inquired.
"Yes," Carmen said, "these two strong men will each have an order of oysters on the halfshell. That'll be all."
The waiter went away smiling.
"You believe in that oyster stuff, Jonas?" Lance asked, looking at Carmen.
"I'll take any help I can get."
"I think you are understating your capabilities," Carmen said, her hand flirting with his crouch again. Jonas took her hand in his to keep it from causing any more commotion.
"Are you always like this?" he asked Carmen.
"Always," Carmen promised.
"Carmen, tell Jonas how you got into swinging," Lance said sipping his drink. "You'll love this, Jonas." Jonas gave Carmen his full attention.
"I was living in Panama and wanted desperately to get out. So I got a job on a cruise ship; they used to dock at Colon. The job was shit, housekeeping stuff but I knew the ship traveled to Florida and all along the Mexican coast and it was exciting to see other parts of the world. So, we dock in Miami and take on a new group of passengers. I worked the early morning and afternoons, so my evenings were my own. One evening I got tired of sitting around and I put on my best dress and went walking up on deck. Anyway, I met this couple that was in one of the rooms I cleaned, the Jordans, and they invited me back to their room, to give me a gift for the fine job I'd done. Well....when we got to their room, I soon found out they were swingers."
"The plot thickens," Jonas said, giving her hand a squeeze.
"We had a wild night. They were so open about it and very attentive to my needs, if you know what I mean." Carmen said wickedly.
"The two spent all night taking turns with her," Lance chimed in, dropping his voice a bit. The nearest other patrons were two booths down. He continued painting the picture for Jonas. "The wife does her first...Carmen's first female lover...and then the husband climbs on, does his business...then the wife goes down on her, cleans things up....let's Carmen get a little practice in," Lance wiggled his tongue at Carmen and Jonas got the picture, "then the husband's ready to go again..."
"I think he gets the picture," Carmen purred.
"Yeah, well, tell him the rest," Lance said, draining his drink.
"So, work the next morning was hell, I think I'd gotten about an hour's sleep. The next night I just slept in. I'm cleaning the swinger's cabin the following morning and the wife comes back and asks me to join them again that night. She didn't have to do much of a sale job...I was certainly up for it."
"Sounds like the Jordans had a hell of a good cruise," Jonas said, getting turned on by the scene Carmen was painting.
"So I'm back in their cabin," Carmen continued, "right after dinner, and we're getting into it and the guy tells me they aren't the only swingers on board...the whole hallway had been booked by a swinging club! So Mr. Jordan gets on the phone and other couples start showing up and .... clothes start coming off."
Carmen steered his hand onto her bare knee and covered it with her hand.
"There I was, a sixteen year old 'native' girl.....the men were lined up to three to four deep. I was the flavor of the night....after that, I was hooked. I just fell right into the whole hedonistic lifestyle."
"Is that a story or what?!" Lance said and crunched some ice between his teeth. Jonas had to admit that it was; his trousers were tented up again.
"So how did you get into the US?" he asked, massaging her leg.
"The Jordans sponsored me. Filled out all the forms, told the nice immigration people that they just wanted to help me get a start, help me get an education......when all they really wanted was to fuck my brains out......mmmmmm, those were some good years."
The waiter came back with the two orders of oysters, breaking the erotic spell Carmen had weaved over him.
"Eat up, boys," Carmen giggled as she twirled her hair.

An hour later, they were back at Lance's condo.
Lance opened the door and deactivated the security system as Carmen led Jonas back upstairs. They were all pretty well horny from the ride back; Carmen, sitting in the passenger seat, had been busy with her hand in Jonas's lap while Lance had scooted up behind her seat to drape a hand down her top. All a result of more Carmen stories during lunch.
"Unzip me," Carmen said when they were in the bedroom, keeping her back to Jonas as she shook her ass at him. He quickly unzipped her tight skirt and slid it down her legs, exposing the thin straps of her thong panties and her gorgeous, soft butt. Jonas turned his palms away from himself and pressed them into her downy derriere, digging his fingers in and lifting her up slightly.
"That's the spirit, Jonas," Carmen said, spinning in front of him and whipping her top open, holding it out like a pair of wings. "Feel these, baby."
He grabbed her high-riding knockers and squeezed them together, using his thumbs to rub her stiff nipples. Carmen pulled her top off her shoulders and let it drop behind her before moving against him, bringing her arms up around his neck as he continued to play with her tanned tits. He could tell she wanted to be kissed and he lowered his face to hers. Carmen kissed like she gave head - real well. Her tongue was in his mouth like a shot as he let his hands drop down her sides and pulled her against him.
"Save some for me, Jonesy," he heard Lance say and he broke their kiss to look over at his brother, who had his shirt off and was unbuttoning his jeans. Carmen had made them promise they would both fuck her together when they got back...the idea of doing two brothers turned her on.
"I'm more than you two can handle!" Carmen challenged them as she pushed herself away from him and flopped back on the bed, scooting to the middle of the king-size spread, the heels of her boots digging into the cover. Apparently she was going to leave them on.
Jonas began to take his pants off as Carmen let her legs flop open. The small cloth of her thong hid her charms but he could see she kept herself neatly trimmed. He lay his pants carefully over a chair and turned back to find she had bunched the material of the thong with her right hand, reshaping it into what amounted to a large piece of dental floss. Jonas could now see she had trimmed her muff in a narrow, three-inch strip that terminated in the top folds of her sex, right around the hood of her clitoris. She began pulling the cloth through her pussy lips as she eyed the progress of their disrobement.
Lance won the race and Jonas watched him walk to the bed as he removed his dress shirt. Lance had him on body definition; he was an avid weightlifter. But Jonas was glad to see that in other areas, he would still hold the title of 'Big' brother.
"Carmen, you look like you're ready to get fucked," Lance said as he crawled on the bed beside her. Lance sort of draped himself over half of her body, his left leg sliding over hers and his hand grabbing a big round boob as he buried his head in her neck.
"MMmmmm, come on, Jonas," Carmen encouraged him, "I can't wait to feel both of you on me." She turned her head and began kissing Lance with lots of tongue. Damned if he was not going to make her wish come true.
'Here goes nothing,' he thought as he pulled his underwear off and crawled on the bed, moving his body along her other side.
Carmen broke her kiss with Lance and turned her face and gave her mouth to him. She didn't try to kiss him, just moved her parted lips tantalizing close to his and waited for him to complete the contact. He began Frenching her as he lay his right hand on her craning neck. As their lips fought for supremacy, he let his hand slide down and palmed her firm right tit. He felt Lance's hand doing the same to her left tit and he broke his kiss with Carmen to look down at her sandwiched body.
"Oooooo...you guys know how to treat a girl," Carmen cooed as Lance began sucking on her left tit and Jonas threw his leg over hers to rub his erection into her thigh. The back of his shin rubbed on her leather boot and it felt very exotic. He was going to enjoy feeling them wrapped around his ass when he fucked her.
Lance raised his face from her succulent teat and they shared a quick grin.
"Spread your legs wide, baby," Lance suggested and Carmen instantly complied, her leg sliding underneath Jonas's on the right. Now she was between both of them, raised up on her elbows and watching as Lance began diddling her moist sex folds.
"How's that pussy feel?" Jonas asked Lance, eyeing it himself as Lance's fingers played among the somewhat darker colored lips surrounding the pink lining of Carmen's love hollow.
"Feel for yourself," Carmen proposed and Jonas took her up on the suggestion. He slid his right hand down her flat tummy and teased her muff strip a few seconds before sliding his fingers down around the upper fold of flesh that he knew covered her clitty. He pulled up on it and out popped her pink peak of nerve ends. Lance's finger went right on to

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an403162@anon.penet.fi (Chili Peeler) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Reply-To: an403162@anon.penet.fi Date: Thu, 25 Jul 1996 00:40:17 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 2A

Part 2A

it as they worked like a team. Carmen's breath shuddered as Lance rubbed her bud.
"Oooh, yeah.....suck my tits, Jonas!" Carmen requested and he leaned his face over her chest and began licking and nursing on her hard nipples. His wife had small breasts, so the firm mounds riding on Carmen's thin torso excited him to no end. His hard-on dug into Carmen's hip as the two brother's raised her to an almost animalistic state.
"One of you fuck me!" Carmen gasp finally as Lance's fingers began slipping in and out of her slick pussyhole. "I need something big and hard in there, Lance.....you go first, baby."
Jonas watched, his hand playing with Carmen's firm tits, as Lance moved between her splayed thighs. Jonas, for the first time, saw Lance's dick at full erection. He gauged him at seven and a half inches long and of ordinary thickness. What surprised him was how long his scrotum was - his balls were dangling down almost six inches! His own sac did not hang anywhere near that low.
"Pull that thong aside, you hot bitch," Lance said with a wicked smile. Carmen used her left hand to pull the thong's material toward her thigh, baring her slit for Lance's pleasure.
"There it is, baby....fuck it right up in me."
Jonas moved his leg out of the way as Lance moved over Carmen and he could tell the moment that Lance's cock slipped inside her by the expressions on their faces.
"Ahhhhhh!" Lance grunted as he filled their little hussy's honeyhole with what she needed.
"Mmmmmm..mmmmHmmmm...God, give it all to me!"
"Always, baby," Lance promised as he thrust into her lap, his black pubes mashing against Carmen's mons. Her manicured fingers dug into Jonas's forearm as Lance bottomed out in her taut belly. "Ah, shit...what a nice cunt!....wait 'til you feel this cunt around your dick, Jonas."
"Oooooo, Lance, fuck me hard.....just like last night!" Carmen encouraged his brother as her left hand wrapped around Lance's neck and she ground her crotch up at him.
"Like this?" Lance said evilly as he gave her a hard, quick thrust using maybe three inches of his buried cock in a rabbit punch. Carmen drew in her breath at the delicious feeling. "Or more like this?" Lance slowly drew almost all of his dick from her luscious loins and then fired it back up inside her, making her squeal.
"However you want! Just fuck me, make me come....Mmmmmm....just like that!" she sighed as Lance began screwing her strongly, falling into a nice pace that made Carmen wrap her boots around the back of his knees and fight to remain upright on her right elbow.
Jonas had seen enough - he was ready to join in. He moved up on his knees by Carmen's face and presented his cock for sucking.
"Here you go, Carmen," he said as he slapped the underside of cockhead on her chin. She opened her eyes and smiled up around his manhood as Lance continued to pound her pussy.
She went to work with her mouth, tilting her head and wrapping her lips around his engorged head, letting Jonas feed her as she fought to keep her head still under Lance's screw job.
"Yeah, suck that dick," Jonas hissed as he slid his left hand down through Carmen's long silky hair, holding her head still as he used his right hand to work more of his stiff dick in the horny girl's mouth. He could feel Carmen's darting tongue squirming under his shaft as she breathed hard through her nose. Looking down, he watched her lips move up and down his shaft as he slowly humped into her gorgeous face.
The Elliot brothers enjoyed their nymphatic lover's mouth and pussy for another ten minutes, getting Carmen off once in the process. Lance's rutting sparked a big orgasm in the lovely creature's loins and Jonas pulled his cock form her moaning mouth, letting her vocalize the moment.
"OOoooooOOOOOOooooooooo...MMMMMmmmm.....EEEEEIIIIEEE!" she shrieked as her pussy juices drenched Lance's slowing screwstick. Jonas jacked his rigid rod, awaiting his turn in Carmen's saddle, and watched her pull Lance down on her trembling body.
After her body had settled down, Lance pulled himself from her embrace and withdrew his still-hard member from her dewy cleft. He'd been able to avoid coming in her and he now motioned Jonas to take a crack at her crack.
"She's juicy now, Jonesy," Lance boasted as he moved to the other side of her reclining figure, staying on his knees. Jonas watched Carmen's face turn and look up at him, her eyes taking in his ready-to- rock cock.
"That was a good warm-up," she said, tongue-in-cheekily, "but I'm ready for a real fuck!"
"Oh, you little bitch," Lance laughed.
"Turn over...get on your hands and knees," he told Carmen. Smiling, she slowly complied, rolling over on her stomach and then slowly raising up on all fours, spreading her knees and hands wider in preparation.
"I love taking it like this," Carmen said over her shoulder as he moved between her boots.
"I'm gonna love giving it to you like this," he said to Carmen and then to Lance, "Sloppy seconds never looked so good." He moved closer and ran his hands on Carmen's hot ass.
Her muscular, tone thighs fed right up into a solid, sexy rear end. Her cheeks naturally spread enough to show her dark colored asshole which glistened with juices that had ran down from her pussy when Lance had fucked her. He wondered if she might like a little anal sex once in a while; her asshole was clean shaven and the skin around it was striated as if from some unnatural stretching.
"Fuck me, Jonas....my pussy feels so empty," Carmen encouraged him as her right hand dipped back between her legs to lewdly open herself. She need not have bothered - her sex was still bowed open from Lance's screwing. "Stick that fat cock right here!"
"Yeah, open that pussy for me....Christ, your cunt's fucking winking at me, baby!" Jonas declared, enjoying the hot talk that Carmen was dishing out. "Feel that!"
Using his right hand, he ran his dickknob up through her slit, rubbing it all over her outer and inner labia. Carmen's fingers relinquished their unnecessary pussy spreading duties and she reached further back to stroke the underside of his cruising glans, which were now coated in her leaking feminine cum. He pushed his dick into her exposed palm and her fingers immediately wrapped around his girth. Not surprisingly, Carmen guided his mushroomed head to her open lovehole and pushed back at him, working his dick into her own pussymouth, moving her hand back in front of her to support her weight.
"Oooooo....that's better," Carmen groaned.
"She's a cock addict!" Lance announced as he ran a hand under her torso. Jonas could see the outer swells of Carmen's full tits on either side of her body from his stance directly behind her upthrust ass and the swell near Lance moved further out as his hand groped it.
"Fuck this," Jonas muttered, tired of build-up and anxious to feel the exotic Carmen's cunt walls smothering his prick. Gripping her hips tightly, he pushed six inches of cock deep in Carmen's waiting womb. It was nice and tight, even after Lance's work.
"AAHhhhhhhh!" he chortled as Carmen instinctively leaned forward at the wide intrusion. But then she humped back at him, taking more dick in her squirmy slot, wiggling her ass wantonly.
"Jonassssss......God, it feels good!...fuck me...fuck me...fuck me!" Carmen whimpered as Jonas began screwing their curvaceous Latin swinger. Her interior stretched further and he soon was balls-deep in her belly, her round ass socking back against his hips as she met his thrusts, skewering herself over and over on his plunging prick. "Fuck it deep....mmmmm.... harder, fuck it hard!" she hotly commanded.
Jonas slipped his hands around slightly and wedged his hands in the junction of Carmen's legs and her belly. He began pulling her back and up slightly, in time with his thrusts, sending his phallus into her hot liquidy core at slightly different angles.
"Enjoying that pussy?" Lance asked, slapping him on the shoulder with his left hand while his right stroked Carmen's straining back.
"Fuck, yes....uunnnnggg....she's a Grade-A piece of ass!" Jonas gasp between gritted teeth as he packed Carmen's squishy quim and held himself in her, taking a break to make it last as long as possible.
In point of fact, Jonas was ecstatic. A woman as hot as Carmen would normally cost a pretty penny through an escort service and he'd never gotten one with the sexual desires that Carmen had. This woman was one to be cherished and put on a pedestal....and then taken down and fucked 'til your balls shriveled up.
"This one may be too much for us," Lance joked as he moved around in front of Carmen's crouched form. "Carmen, you think you can find something to do with this?" He was obviously referring to his hard dick but Jonas couldn't see through Carmen's head.
"Oh, I think I so!" Carmen said seductively and Lance edged closer.
Then Lance's face took on a very contented expression as he saw Carmen's head began to bob.
"That's good...very good!" Lance sighed. "You suck and Jonesy will fuck, eh, bro!"
"Let's give the lady what she wants!" Jonas smiled and began screwing Carmen again. The three of them built up a nice rhythm - Jonas shafting Carmen's clutching cunt, rocking her body back and forth, making her lips slip and slide on the mouthful of cock she was servicing. It was a hot old time and soon they were all grunting and groaning.
Jonas looked down and watched her sweet ass shudder when he banged against it. Leaning a little further back, he gazed down at his pumping manhood as it plied into her bulging labia.
'What a sweet sight!' Jonas thought. Right above it was her asshole and he could see it clenching and unclenching. Intrigued, he slid his hands back up on Carmen's ass, letting his thumbs slide into the cleft of her firm cheeks. Carmen had two holes filled...he'd see how she felt about the third.
"Mmmmphhffhh....mmmMMMMM!" he heard Carmen moan around his brother's dick as he first rimmed her puckered orifice and then pressed his thumb right through her sphincter. Her ass-ring clamped down on his thumb and she undulated her ass, maybe in encouragement.
"Whhoooaaa....what the hell you doin' back there, Jonas? You got her sucking me like a hurricane!" Lance gasp as he gathered Carmen's long hair in his hands and held it above her head like a rein. "Come on, baby... do it all.....open that throat for ole Lancey...aaaaaahhhhh!"
Jonas saw Carmen's face mash into Lance's belly as she swallowed his length like a pro. He began fucking her pussy hard as he twisted his thumb around in her shitter. He was definitely in the homestretch.
"MMMmmmMMMPPPFFFFWWWOOOOOO!" Carmen began to raise Cain as she burst into another orgasm. Her pussy convulsed around his cock and he fought to keep her ass steady as he felt his own peak rising. Lance cried out and Jonas saw his brother's chest go rigid. Carmen was getting a throatful of cum and Jonas was right behind Lance.
"GGGGGGAAAAA!" he groaned as he let loose in Carmen's cooze. All the cum his balls had produced since Carmen's delightful blowjob, now careened into Carmen's velvety hole. Each spurt, slow though they were, was like white hot lightning going through on his nervous system.
It ended all to soon.
He opened his eyes to see Lance fall back against the headboard, his glistening peter flopping on his thigh. He gave Carmen a push and she fell forward on the bed, his dick slipping out of her well-fucked hole with a loud slurp. He sat back on his haunches and watched Carmen snake a hand back to feel her sloppy sex.
"Well," Lance said, "I think that went rather well."

Later, Jonas walked out to his car in the fading afternoon.
He had to start for home; he really should have left sooner but he'd just had to enjoy Carmen on more time. After an hour of relaxing and renewed groping, he'd taken Carmen in for a very stimulating shower. The precious girl had been able to coax some more cum out his balls with that skillful mouth of hers.
Lance had said he'd be in touch about the next swinging party. That was going to be a tricky thing; slipping away for a workday was easy but Lance said the parties usually occurred on the weekends and at night.
Not so easy to explain an absence like that; he could try it, lie about where he was but if his wife tried to contact him......maybe just tell her to call him on his cellular phone. That might work...say you're going to some city...forget to leave the hotel name....possibly.
The only other problem would be finding a date to bring....someone that wouldn't mind banging strangers at a party. Not so easy but he knew people that could find someone for the right price; Heidi Fleiss hadn't cornered the market by any means.
He'd think things through on the drive home. He was definitely going to find a way to continue swinging.

Jonas arrived home around 7 o'clock in the evening. That was certainly not unusual; his wife was used to the long hours he worked. He pulled his Lexus into the carport of their home and walked into the house.
"Stella," he called as he walked toward the kitchen. He wanted to say hello like he usually did. Just give her a quick peck and ask how her day was. He wasn't nervous; he'd come home to her many a time after being his another women.
The kitchen was empty and there was no smell of any dinner underway or any having been cooked before.
"Stella!" he called again as he walked upstairs. Still, no answer. Her car was outside, so she had to be there somewhere. Their daughter, Nikki, wasn't home; she was away on a trip with her best friend.
He and Stella were more than a little worried about Nikki. She'd dropped out of college to 'find herself' and the search had been going on for almost a year. Stella said to give her more time but he was beginning to think he should lay down the law.
He went into their bedroom to find it empty. Apparently, his wife was out somewhere. Maybe someone had picked her up. Probably out shopping with one of her friends.
He walked into the dressing room that led to the bathroom area, thinking he take the opportunity to unload the things he'd taken to Lance's from his briefcase.
He immediately saw that something was amiss. Several of her drawers were hanging open. He investigated further and found that there was a suitcase missing.
"Oh boy...this does not look good," he muttered as he walked into the bathroom and turned on the light. His fear was answered when he saw the message scrawled on the mirror in lipstick.
BASTARD!

Turns out, Stella had not trusted him after he'd tried to convince her to broaden her sexual horizons. Maybe if he'd waited longer before going out to Lance's, Stella mistrust might have waned with time. She might have called off the dogs.
Fearing that he was going to stray, she'd hired a private detective to tail him. The son of a bitch had followed him out to the desert that day. That, in and of itself, wasn't enough to ruin him. The pictures the guy had taken of Carmen outside Lance's condo and at Giordino's were damning. Carmen hugging him as they left the condo, Carmen sitting near him in the booth, and the coup de grace, a picture of Carmen grabbing his butt as they walked back into the condo after lunch.
Armed with those, the detective had called Stella on the way back and given her the bad news. Stella had called a friend because she didn't think she could drive herself being as upset as she was.
Jonas started calling her friends and the second one icily told him that Stella was staying with her and her attorney would contact him in the morning. Click!
Jonas thought about it that night and tried to put a positive spin on the whole thing. He was going to lose a lot of money and he'd probably be alienated from his daughter but at least, once the divorce was final, he would be free. Free to do whatever and whoever he wanted.
The next morning, he went to work. He phoned Lance and told him what he knew at the time which was that Stella had obviously found out. Lance tried to apologize but Jonas said there was no need; he was a big boy and would take his lumps.
Stella's attorney phoned him, told him about the pictures they had. Jonas was up front about things and said he wanted Stella to be happy. The attorney said Stella would like to return to 'her' home but she did not want him there. Jonas said he would be amenable to clearing out and moving into the beach house out at Malibu if that was agreeable to Stella. The beach house had been her father's but she didn't like the beach, so she rarely went out there. The attorney said he would run that by Stella and get back to him.
Jonas left his office around 2 p.m. after receiving word that the beach house could be his new residence for awhile. He went home and packed a few bags and filled the back seat with about twenty of his business suits.
He left Stella a note, apologizing for his indiscretion and promising to be very fair in their settlement. He also wrote a note to his daughter and put that in her room; it would be his first attempt at damage control.
'Poor kid's going to think I'm a monster after Stella sinks her claws in her,' Jonas thought as he drove to the beach house. 'How can Nikki understand what I want .... sweet kid like that.'

Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 07:01:33 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 3A

Part 3

"Very nice," Nikki said, falling back on the bed alongside Tori, opening her legs in a similar fashion. She ran the fingers of her right hand into her curly dark muff and gave Eric a quick wink of pink. "When we're through, I want to feel that dick right up here."
"I'll give it to ya right now!" Eric proposed and began to take off his tanktop. Nikki was ready for him; the stripping and exhibitionism had her all slickery. Tori, however, steered her back onto the script.
"You heard her, Eric," Tori said, rising to her knees beside Nikki's reclining form, running a hand down Nikki's thigh. Nikki knew what her friend had in mind. "First, you got to watch."
"Yeaaahhh," Nikki said, falling back and Tori quickly moved over her body in a 69 position. Nikki wrapped her arms around Tori's lower back and gazed up at Tori's hovering sex crease as she felt Tori's fingers surrounding her own furry slit, pulling it open, letting Eric see all of her charms, up close and personal.
"Look at that pussy," Nikki heard Tori toying with their audience member.
She heard the other bed creaking and clothes rustling. Eric was probably stripping the rest of his clothes off. She wished she were Tori; it was always so fun to watch the guy squirm.
"Watch, Eric, watch this," Tori said nastily and Nikki felt her tongue, feather-light, begin delving into her pussy folds. Just the tip and a little of the underside of Tori's tongue searched through her springy pubes as she kept her face above her excited sex, she was giving Eric an unobstructed view of the beginning of her licking.
"Mmmmm," Nikki trilled at the delicious feeling and Tori shifted her own legs wider, bringing her own pussy down toward Nikki's face. Nikki arched upward to meet it, mashing her lips on it's length, sucking on it lustfully as her hands rode up to hold Tori's butt.
"OOOoooooo," she heard Tori gasp and then a similar smothering sucking was on her own open snatch. Nikki blew hot air in Tori's cunt at the electric jolt of Tori's hot cunnilingus and then went to work on the hot, oily tissue of her friend's crotch.
It was a particularly good session, maybe because it was their last night. Tori got her off first, which was rare. Nikki flooded Tori's tongue and felt her pull away and knew she was letting Eric see the juices dripping out of her shuddering, saliva-soaked slit.
Nikki began fucking Tori with her fingers and sucking on her clit and Tori then let go, her crouching body jerking on Nikki's pumping fingers. When she'd calmed down, Tori climbed off her and stood in front of Eric.
"Ready for me, Eric?" she asked.
"Look at this and tell what you think." His dick looked painfully hard after watching 15 minutes of cuntsucking and feminine moaning.
Tori opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a string of rubbers. Nikki saw Eric's face cloud with some disappointment; he'd no doubt been looking forward to some bareback riding. Tori must have saw the look, too.
"No glove - no love," she said as she ripped one of the condoms off and opened the packet. Nikki got off the bed and walked over to the desk, feeling like a cigarette before her turn with Eric. She flicked out a Virginia Slim and lit up, turning back to the beds.
Tori was down on her knees sucking Eric's latex-protected cock as he held her head. Nikki was happy for Tori. She'd really come out of her shell under her tutelage.
"Jessuussss! Come on...let's fuck!" Eric pleaded. Tori sort of jumped in his lap and before Eric's back had even hit the bed, he was fucking his dick up into her squealing girlfriend....

Nikki pulled her BMW into Tori's parent's driveway around noon the next day and cut the ignition.
"Back in exciting Brentwood," Tori muttered, opening her door.
"Hey, come on," Nikki said trying to cheer her up, "It might get exciting ....O.J. might kill someone else!"
"It's just my folks...they're such a drag!"
"At least you are still going to school....imagine how they'd treat you if you told them you were going to drop-out for awhile," Nikki said, opening the trunk. Things had been awfully tense when she'd dropped that bombshell on her parents.
Tori's mother came out of the house.
"Hi, you two! How was your trip?" she said, coming up to hug her daughter.
"Oh, great! Just great," Tori said, giving Nikki a weak smile over her mother's shoulder as she slipped into the 'good daughter' guise.
'If her mother only knew!' Nikki thought as she closed the trunk.
"Good...I think it's so wonderful that you girls have the chance to get out and see California. Nikki, you want to come in, dear?"
"No thanks, Mrs. Sperling. I just want to get home and take a nap ....all the driving wears me down." Nikki went to her car door and opened it, hoping to get away before Mrs. Sperling got on one of her talking jags.
"Oh, I know what you mean. We once drove..." Nikki slammed her car door and gunned the engine, cutting off Tori's mother in mid-sentence. She pulled out into the street and lowered her window to wave good-bye to them.
"See you, Tori."
It was a drive of only 5 or 6 minutes to her own house. She pulled up in the long carport and went inside with her bag.
"Mom, I'm back!"
She sat down her bag by the stairway and found her mother in the kitchen, sitting at the dining table with a cup of tea.
"Hi, darling," her mother said, not getting up. She was wearing her bathrobe and it was almost one in the afternoon. "Have a nice trip?"
"Yeah, it was O.K....are you feeling all right?" Her mother would wear a housecoat this late if she was ill, maybe.
"Nikki, sit down.....we have to have a talk."
'Oh shit! I bet she's been snooping around my room,' Nikki thought as she sat down. She had a little cocaine up there, hidden away good, she had thought. She didn't need her mother coming down on her. Or her father.
"Nikki, your father and I are having some problems. He's moved out to the beach house."
Nikki inwardly sighed a breath of relief; at least this talk wasn't about her. Her parents had a lot of arguments so she wasn't all that concerned about what her mother had told her.
"I'm sorry to hear that....you're working things out, right?"
"Not this time, Nikki....your father and I are going to be getting a divorce."
"God, mother, what brought this on?....Things have been pretty quiet around here lately. I thought you guys were O.K." The idea of her parents divorcing didn't really blow her away; most of the parents in the area had divorced at one time. It was just what people were doing.
"Nikki, I've hid a lot of things from you...about your father. But you're 20 now and I'm not going to keep all this from you. Your father has been having affairs...for years."
Nikki wasn't totally surprised by the revelation; her father was away from the home a lot and she could see women coming on to him. He was a good looking guy for 40-whatever-he-was. She put on a sympathetic face as her mother continued.
"I tried to put on a brave front for you but I have been unhappy for a number of years. Your father just didn't seem to care..... I came to hate him for that. But while you were gone, he just stooped so low that I had to tell him I wanted out."
"What did he do?" Nikki asked curiously. She couldn't wait to hear what her father had done. She might have some ammunition against him in their next argument.
"You're going to hate him too when I tell you....but I don't want you to worry. We'll be staying here in the house and he'll have to support us and pay for your college when you go back..."
"Mother, just tell me."
"He wanted me to go with him and ... be with another couple. He wanted me to be with another man, sexually." Nikki's mouth did drop open at that. Her mother was talking about wife-swapping....major league wild. She saw her father in a new light. Her mother wasn't through, "He wanted me to sleep with your Uncle Lance."
'Yoohooooo...' Nikki thought, letting her face show the surprise. 'Uncle Lance and her father! Jeez...this is wild!' Nikki had always had a crush on her uncle. He was in his thirties but he was still cool. Wore his hair in a ponytail, drove a motorcycle, had a nice bod....there was a lot there for a young girl to long for. And her father....he seemed to have the same streak as she had.
"I can't live with a man that thinks so little about our relationship. I'm sorry, baby. He's a ...pervert...and I don't think you should have anything else to do with him."
A pervert...Nikki wouldn't put that label on her father. She'd have to categorize herself one also, if that were the case. She'd just spent the night fucking a total stranger with her best friend. Any deviation from the conventional husband and wife, man-on-top, set-up would be perverted to her mother.
'What was Dad thinking, asking mother something like that?' That was the question.
"Mom, he only just asked you....did he get angry with you? Or was it just that he asked you that made you ask for a divorce?" There was definitely something missing in the picture.
"Of course, I was shocked when he asked me...but I know him, he wasn't going to let it stop him. I hired an investigator to follow your father...and he went out to your uncle's during a workday. Sneaking around behind my back again."
"And you think he...."
"I know he did. He's not denying it. He couldn't with the pictures that were taken." Her mother got up and walked over to pick up a file that was laying on the kitchen counter.
'God, she's gonna show me pictures of Dad.... and Uncle Lance,' Nikki thought. She could just imagine some long range photos showing actual adultery by her father. It was sort of exciting in a weird way.
Her mother handed her the file and she opened it. There were several pictures inside but nothing racy. Only some outdoor shots of her father, uncle and a women, all fully clothed. The women did look sexy in that outfit; it left little to the imagination. She could hardly blame her father for wanting something like that - she wouldn't mind something like that!
"This is a lot to take in right now, Mom," Nikki said, standing, "Thanks for being so straight with me. I want you to be happy. If that means getting a divorce, then you do it. I'm not going to take sides in this .... you're both my parents. Everything's going to be O.K." She hugged her mother and excused herself to go up to her room and unpack.
She went upstairs, thinking about the crazy family unit that suddenly found herself a part of. It seemed she was no longer the sexual black sheep of the family.
She went into her bedroom and locked the door behind her. She'd really have no excuse if her mother tried to open the door but she didn't want her coming in when she was unpacking.
She placed the suitcase on her bed, unzipped it and fished out the two small bags of coke. Her bed had posts with round balls on the corners and she went to the top one, opposite the door to her room, and began unscrewing it. It came off after a few turns and she tucked the bags into her secret hiding place.
With her stash safely hidden, she began to undress. She was going to try and catch some sleep despite the bombshell her mother had laid on her. It was wild to think her father had been committing adultery with her uncle's girlfriend, if that was what she was, while she and Tori had been up in Big Bear seeking out strangers to shack up with.
She stripped down to her panties and lay on her bed, not bothering to pull down the covers.
'My father is a wantta-be-wife-swapper ... definitely an adulterer. All those talks with him telling me not to sleep around...pretty hypocritical,' Nikki thought. She found herself wondering about what he, her uncle and that woman had done out in the desert.
'Did they take her one at a time or did they all three do it at once ...God, that must be something....to have two men to satisfy.' It was something she'd never experienced before, although she had thought about it prior to this; the right situation with the right guys had never come up. She briefly imagined herself doing it like that as she turned on her side, moving her hand under the pillow to bring it more under her head.
There was something under the pillow. She sat up and lifted the pillow and saw an envelope with her name on it. Her name was written in her father's handwriting.
Nikki knew he had hid it under her pillow to avoid her mother finding out. She picked up the envelope and opened it. There was a letter inside and she began reading it.

"Nikki,
Your mother has probably already talked with you about what is happening but, in case she has not, I will try to explain.
Over the years, your mother and I have grown apart, or more accurately, I have grown away from her. I have been restless for a number of years with a feeling that I can not explain.
I have not been faithful to your mother. Not to hurt her, which it most certainly has, but because I felt it would make my life fuller.
I am not the kind of person that should be married, that is clear to me now. Marriage is a great institution and I hope my actions will not discourage you from it. When you find that special man, do not be afraid to make the commitment. No man would take the chance of losing you once he has won your heart.
In closing, your mother is a kind, gentle woman and the best thing that ever happened in my life was marrying her and having a wonderful daughter like you. And I will always be there for you, if you want.
Love, Dad"

Nikki wiped away a tear that had threatened to run down her cheek. The letter really got to her. It conveyed to her the sadness that her father felt over the impending divorce, at least with how it would affect their own relationship.
And all because he wanted to have a little fun, sleep with some other women. Nikki understood her father better than her mother ever would. She felt she ought to go see him, to tell him that she didn't hate him, that she understood.
She used her phone to call his office, thinking he would be there.
"Brendan, Mackie, Fister & Elliot."
"Hi, Marylin, it's Nikki Elliot......Is my father available?"
"Why no, Nikki. He said he would be working out of your house today."
"Oh, O.K.," Nikki said, realizing he was out at the beach house. "I'm calling from Big Bear. I didn't realize he was at home. Thanks."
Nikki got up and picked out some shorts and a sleeveless blouse to wear, planning to sneak out of the house so she wouldn't have to tell her mother where she was going. Running off to see Dad might give her the wrong idea, make her think she was taking sides.

Jonas Elliot sat in a beach chair on the back deck, looking out at the Pacific, as he polished off his third margarita. It felt good to just relax on a Friday. He'd worked too hard recently. He might even retire if his financial advisor said he could swing it with the alimony he'd be paying.
'Hell, maybe she'll go for a lump sum plus the house,' he thought, like an attorney.
It also felt good to think that, in a few months, he'd be a free man, at least socially. Until then, he was going to keep a low profile. There was no sense in rubbing Stella's nose in it if she had her private eye still watching him.
From inside the house came the sound of bells.
'Christ, who can that be?' Jonas thought as he listened to the door chimes fade to silence. There was no sense trying to act like he wasn't there; his Lexus was parked outside. He put his glass down and walked to the front door, pulling up the swim trunks that he was wearing, for the first time noticing the effects of the alcohol. He was feeling a little tipsy. The door bell sounded again and he put his eye to the peephole.
"Well, well."
He opened the door and Carmen gave him a big smile. She was wearing a black Spandex pants and a pink blouse.
"Hi, Jonas...mind if I come in?" she asked.
"No, come on in. Where's Lance?"
"He had to go to Vegas on business. I came to see how you were doing. I feel so bad about all the trouble," she moved past him into the entry hall.
"You shouldn't feel bad about it. It was bound to happen at some point. I certainly don't regret that afternoon." He ogled her ass and legs though her tight-fitting pants. God, she was bred for the bed!
Carmen turned her gaze from the ocean through the glass living room wall and back to him.
"I loved every minute of that afternoon myself," she said provocatively, before looking back out at the ocean. "What a great view...I just love the ocean. It reminds me of home."
"Would you like a drink?" Jonas asked, walking by her toward the back deck. "I've got some margaritas made."
"That sounds great."
Jonas got another glass from the kitchen and led his attractive guest out onto the deck. He poured her a glass and a little more for himself.
"Cheers," Carmen toasted and she leaned against the railing.
"So, what's Lance doing in Vegas?" Jonas asked. Maybe Carmen could give him dome insight on what his brother did exactly.
"I don't know. He just said business. He's very secretive, you know."
"Yeah, he sure is," Jonas agreed.
"Sometimes secrets are O.K.," Carmen said, running a finger around the rim of her glass. "For instance, Lance doesn't know that I'm here today."
Jonas could see the implication. From her body language - the finger on the glass, the smile following her statement, the tilt of the head - she probably wanted to have sex. He certainly wouldn't mind that. But Lance probably would. Swinging was all right; fucking behind someone's back was not.
"Maybe you ought to leave," he said, though his voice inflection hinted that he was be facetious.
"No, I don't want to leave," Carmen said, walking over to stand in front of him and run her cold fingers in his chest hair. "I told you how much I love the ocean...I don't think I ever want to leave here."
"So, you're going to dump my brother for me?" he said, his voice with a little edge at the suggestion.
"A girl's got to look out for herself.....part of the whole swinging thing is networking, meeting other people and moving on. Lance is a great lover but I'm looking for some....security."
'So, that's the way it is! Carmen's looking for a sugar daddy.... I hate to burst her bubble but I'm not looking for any waves right now... she doesn't need to know that right away, however.'
"So, you'd like to apply for a position here at the Elliot beach house?" he said, wrapping an arm around her slender waist and openly eyeing her bountiful cleavage. Carmen ran her hand up around his neck and leaned into him, looking triumphant.
"I like all kinds of positions, Mr. Elliot," she said, loaded with double entendre.

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"Good.....I can think of a few that we haven't tried yet." He kissed her and she teased him with a little tongue, pressing her flat belly against his crotch and her firm tits into his chest.
He dispensed with any more talk and led her back inside, taking a right turn in the foyer to bring them to the master bedroom. The bed was still unmade from the previous evening, the covers kicked down to the end of the bed, but Carmen didn't seem to notice. She looked again out at the Pacific and the Jacuzzi just outside the glass wall of the suite; it had been hidden by a row of plant boxes before.
"How about a Jacuzzi after we're through?" Carmen asked as she kicked off her heels and began unbuttoning her blouse.
"That can be arranged," Jonas said, pulling of his swim trunks and getting on the bed naked. "But you'll have to wear some clothes. The house next door can look over at us in the daytime."
"Ooooh. You're no fun!" Carmen kidded him, taking off her blouse. Her tanned tits looked good enough to eat, just as perfect as science could make them. She reminded him of some of the strippers down at the Jet Strip club; just sexier than hell and she seemed to love being naked.
He bunched some pillows up behind his head and watched her strip down naked, pulling on his rising cock to get it ready for his little filly. She pulled her pants and panties down at the same time, bending over facing away from him to give him a nice look at her saucer-shaped sex nestling up at the top of her thighs.
'God, I'm sorry I ever doubted you!' he thought as Carmen succeeded in freeing her ankles from the clothing and turned back to him.
"We're going to have such a good time here," she promised, crawling up over his legs on her hands and knees, her tits looking so large, hanging down like grapefruits.
'A good time today....then I'm packing you back to Lance unfortunately. I'd love to keep her but the downside's too great,' he thought.
She stopped with her hands on either of his hips and looked down at his rising manhood which he continued to pump erect. The sight of her lovely face hovering just above it was enough to double the flow of starch.
"You're all man, baby," Carmen stroked him verbally. She dipped her shoulders quickly and planted a light kiss on the underside of his glans, then rose back up, teasing him.
Looking forward to another great suck job, Jonas spread his legs and she shifted her knees off the bed one at a time to accommodate the maneuver. Now he was ready to lay back and enjoy her lips on his nearly-erect prick.
But she had other ideas. She walked slightly further over him and then lowered her hips onto his, supporting herself on her straight arms and her knees. He removed his hand from his hard-on, letting it move up onto her lower back as she began a humping motion with her ass, grinding her trimmed line of snatch along the underside of his shaft.
"Oooooo, that dick feels so hard," she cooed down at him.
"Mmmmm, all for you, my dear," Jonas promised.
As she continued her crotch-to-crotch masturbation, he moved both arms under her armpits, letting his hands caress her upper back. She might have taken this as an invitation to snuggle because she lowered her body further down on his, squashing her augmented titties into his hairy chest. As her torso was shorter than his, she moved a little further up his body to kiss him again. As their lips danced, he ran his hands down her back, tracing the bumping outline of her backbone and then swooping them up the rise of her sexy ass which she was still wiggling against him.
'I'm gonna fuck this girl 'til she's bowlegged!' Jonas swore.

Nikki waited to make a left turn from the center turn lane of the Pacific Coast Highway in front of her family's beach house, on-coming cars whizzing by.
Her father's Lexus was parked in front of the wall that hid the house from passing cars and minimized traffic noise; there was only twenty feet of gravel from the wall to the edge of the busy road. As you were driving between Malibu and Santa Monica, all one really saw on the ocean side was a bunch of walls; only from the beach or water could you really get an idea of the luxury of the homes, standing up on elaborate stilts to protect them from the occasional storm tides.
Seeing a break in the traffic, Nikki quickly gunned her BMW across the on-coming lane and pulled her car beside her father's car and a black Mustang which she took to belong to the neighboring house.
She got out, locked the car and walked over to the wall gate. This they usually left open and it was open that day. She walked down a few steps through the planted entrance atrium to the front door and used her key to open the front door.
Stepping inside, she began to call out a greeting.
"Da-"
"EEEEYYYY!"
She cut her call off as a high pitched shriek reverberated down the hallway from her parent's bedroom. Nikki had made that kind of noise before in the midst of a regular activity of hers - having sex.
She stood stock-still, the door still open. She heard other noises but there was some car noise coming through door which masked what they were. Slowly, she closed the door and the sounds turned into faint gasps and some voices but they were too faint to make out.
'Nikki, you should get the hell out of here,' her common sense told her. It was apparent that her father was entertaining someone at the moment. But she was unable to bring herself to go back out the door.
She'd been thinking about her father's sexual activities all the way over there - what had gone on at Uncle Lance's condo, how many other women he had cheated with, if he fucked them at work, or maybe here at the beach house. God, knows she'd had! An empty beach house to which she had the keys - this place had been her little love shack many a night. She'd even banged guys back in Daddy's bed. Just thinking about it got her blood flowing.
Nikki moved slowly down the hallway, keeping close to the wall. The hallway was about twenty feet long and it was apparent that the door was open to her parent's room. She'd have to be careful looking in the room; her father's bed was against the wall she was keeping close to, facing the ocean. If he was facing the headboard, a simple turn of his head might catch a glimpse of her in the hallway.
"Fuck.....yeahhhh.....move that ass," her father's voice came from the room, quite clear now that she was only a few feet away. Nikki could hear the faint sounds of linen and mattress springs and feminine sighing.
Ever so slowly, she peeked around the door frame and got an eyeful.
There was a drop-dead, gorgeous woman on top of her father; Nikki recognized her as the woman in the photos from the desert. The woman was almost laying on her father, kissing him as she humped her ass back and forth, obviously fucking herself on her papa's manhood.
Because she was looking at them from a little above their heads and from the side, she couldn't see any penetration, just their two bellies pressed together and the flexing hips and thighs of Ms. Hardbody.
'God, she is totally hot!' Nikki thought, appreciating the woman's body as a sometime lesbian. Skin so tanned, great tits and ass. She wouldn't mind making love to a woman like that.
"Ooooooooh, mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm," Hardbody gasped as she ended their long kiss and raised herself up on her straight arms. She started throwing her hips back and forth, rutting away on her cheating father. Nikki pulled her face back slightly in case she should happen to look over but it seemed pretty unlikely - the two fornicators were oblivious to anything except each other.
"Fuck that pussy at me!" her father encouraged, digging his fingers into the woman's thighs. It almost took her breath away to her him talking like that. He was the authority figure in her life and hearing him spout off like any other hot-blooded male was strange. It made him more human.
"MmmmmmHMMMMM....fuckmebaby," Hardbody groaned down at him as her hips churned her pussy on her father's still unseen boner. She had an idea that her father was a big man in the pants based on seeing him getting out of the shower when she was a little girl. Back then he had looked big even flaccid but it was all a matter of perspective; when you're young, everything looks big.
Nikki wished that they would move into another position so she could see what the exotic woman was getting all worked up about. And her wish was almost immediately answered.
"Wait...wait, Carmen," her father huskily directed the grinding sexpot as he pushed his upper body off the bed and they wrapped their arms around each other. Her father kissed her neck and Nikki watched Carmen's eyes close in delight as she tilted her head back further, now still on her dad's dick.
Nikki realized how her own body was reacting to the illicit spying - her mouth was dry, she could feel herself getting all slick between her legs and her nipples were threatening to poke holes in her blouse. The voyeurism, the fact that her father's sexual persona was being laid out before her, and Carmen's lush body was a potent combination.
"Roll over," her father instructed Carmen and she slumped away to her right, landing on her right elbow before rolling on her back. Her father twisted up on his knees, facing away from Nikki's vantage point.
'Oh, Jesus, this is perfect!' Nikki realized.
Carmen spread and lifted her legs as her father moved his knees apart and Nikki found herself looking dead at the Carmen's dreamy sex mound and the underside of her father's hairy scrotum. Nikki zeroed in on Carmen's erotic sex crack. Her labia were shaved and reddish from the sex they had been having and her inner pussylips splayed open where her father had just been.
"Shove that big cock right back in here," Nikki heard Carmen coax and her fingers slid into view. Nikki watched the hot lady pull her lips wide, revealing every pink inch of her cunt slit to her and her father. Nikki held her breath as she waited for the 'big' moment.
"God, what a nasty little slut," her father countered and he leaned between her elevated gams. Nikki covered her mouth with her hand when his hard cock was pressed down to meet her pussy - she was sure they would hear her breathing; it sounded deafening in her own head.
Her father was hung! It looked all of nine inches from the portion she could see. And thick - like a rolled up newspaper. She watched him begin to rub the end of his crimson pole up and down her slit, playing with her.
"MmmmmmMMMMM," Carmen whined sexily as her father pressed his flared crown back and forth, from thigh to thigh. Nikki had to admire the willpower of her father - every guy she'd dated had just wanted to hide his salami up her as soon as she'd spread her legs.
Sure that she wasn't going to be seen now, Nikki crouched down on her knees. Down lower, she had an eye-level view on things. Now she could see part of her father's hand wrapped around the base of his fat stirstick.
"Oh, that feels so good, Jonas!" Carmen hissed. Nikki saw her splayed crotch sort of bounce on the bed, sending her father's teasing dickknob right up over the little hard bump of her clit and into the tapered strip of pubic hair that began above her sex.
"This feels better!" Her father quickly moved his cock back down to her waiting notch, raised his hips and pushed down into her. Nikki saw the whole area around her pussy entrance dimple inward briefly and then her father's cock began to disappear into Carmen's buttery cunt again.

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Part 4

"AAAUUUUGGHHH," Carmen grunted as Nikki's father filled her with his long dong. Carmen seemed to take him easily, inch after inch just disappeared down in her juicy slot until Nikki saw her father's thighs pressing against hers.
"Ahhhhhh.....baby, you are one hot piece of ass," Nikki heard her father exalt. He began to give Carmen's leaking pussy nice, slow, short strokes as Carmen's fingers began feeling the portion of his shaft that remained outside her love chamber.
"That's it....God, Jonas....you got me so turned on!....oooooh...OWWW ...you're too big for me!"
Nikki knew Carmen was telling the truth. Her father had pushed strongly into her and she'd howled in obvious discomfort as her father's dick had run out of room way up inside her - and he still had an inch he couldn't get in!
"Oh no....you're just right, baby," her dad assured her, "Put your legs up here."
Nikki watched her father's hands slide down Carmen's shins and grab her ankles. He leaned back on his knees and pulled them up in front of him, placing her feet on either side of his head. He then leaned back over her, jackknifing her curvy body and raising her hips off the bed slightly.
"Ooooooooooooyeaaahhhhhh......oh...oh...aahhhh...," Carmen began oohing and ahhing as Nikki's virile father began screwing her, moving his legs wider, putting his weight on the back of her thighs. Carmen flung her arms wide on the bed to anchor herself, "..oh yeah....ooooo...ooooo .... aahhhh.....uhhhh...."
Nikki found herself squeezing her breasts through her blouse. She liked watching as much as having someone watch her.
'No reason why I shouldn't have a little fun, too,' she thought as she slowly unbuttoned the front of her shorts and unzipped them. Watching the live sex show had her young pussy on fire and she wanted to use her fingers on it. She slid her fingers down into her panties to find her crotch moist and hot. She began working her fingers up and down her slit as she leaned against the wall and watched the groaning twosome. Her father was really going at it hard now, driving Carmen's ass into the mattress.
'I can't believe Dad is such a stud!' Nikki wondered what it would feel like to have her father make love to her. Her view of sex had always been 'if it makes you feel good, go for it' and, from what she had learned of her father the last couple of hours, he apparently had a problem keeping it in his pants.
'Maybe I could seduce him....or just throw myself at him. God, that would be just unbelievable....feeling him shooting in me!'
It was a slippery slope from that moment on - she began imagining all kinds of naughty things that she and her father could do. Really naughty things!
In a few moments, Nikki felt a self-induced orgasm begin to well up in her loins. Covering her mouth with her other hand, she slumped against the wall and fought to keep quiet as her pussy quivered and shook.
When she could again focus her attentions on the bedroom, she could hear Carmen babbling like a possessed woman.
"OOOHH.....UUHH....UHHHhhh...AAAAHHHHH....FUCKME....OOHHH ...WWWOOOOOO.....YES..YES...YESSSSSSOOOOOOWWWW!" Nikki saw Carmen's feet begin to kick in the air and her hands dig into the mattress cover as she came around her father's plunging prick. Carmen's sexy ass began bucking up and bouncing down onto the bed as she peaked hard.
"FUCK ... OHGOD...UUUGGHHHHHHH!" her sinful father groaned as he shot his wad down her squeezing cunt sheath. Nikki saw him push it as far in her as she could handle and let it throb in her for several seconds, his back and legs going all tensed and etched.
Nikki hurriedly began re-doing her shorts as she watched them begin to come down. When he pulled out part way to give her a few more thrusts, Nikki could see his cum and her juices coating his wide cock shaft, more of the stuff welled up around the outside of her stuffed pussy entrance when he worked it back into her soupy interior.
Nikki spun in her crouch and began to rise to walk back down the hall. Her knees turned to Jello for an instant and she instinctively put her hand out to keep herself from falling.
THUD! went her hand against the wall. Panicked, she quickly left the house by the front door, sure that her naked father would come running down the hall at any second.
She got in her car, gunned it backwards and then straightened it out and started back along PCH toward home.

Jonas hung up the phone and was sorry he'd ever answered it. Not that he didn't want to see his daughter, it was just that he would miss another roll or two in the hay with Carmen.
'I better hustle her ass out of here,' he thought sadly. He walked back to his bedroom just in time to meet Carmen coming out of the bathroom. She'd gone in to clean herself up after their strenuous workout. She came out now, naked and looking good.
"Jonas, how about that Jacuzzi?" she said, coming toward him.
"Sorry, baby...that was my daughter on the phone, she's coming over."
"Now?.....Does it mean I have to leave?"
"Yes, you've got to go...if she told her mother you were here, well, it would just be more ammunition for her. And my daughter would probably not like to see you here either."
Carmen looked pissed for a few seconds but it seemed to pass and she smiled again.
"All right....let me get dressed. There's always time to meet your daughter later....we'll have her over all the time later." Carmen reached down to pick up her panties and began putting them on.
'Better tell her now that I'm not looking for another steady woman right now,' Jonas decided.
"Carmen, about you moving in.....I'm not sure that's what I want right now....with the divorce and all."
Carmen pulled up her pants and looked at him. He could tell she was thinking of something to say.
"Well, how long could the divorce take? Lance said you were going to just settle real quick."
"It could be months," Jonas said realistically, "And I would like to spend some time as a....bachelor...after that."
Carmen picked up her blouse and slowly put it on.
"So, what you're saying is I should go back to Lance and forget about us....about moving down here." She looked again out at the ocean.
"I think you probably should go back to Lance....and we'll just play it by ear. I'm sorry but that's the way it is."
"All right. Fine." Carmen's voice had an undercurrent of anger. She was trying to keep it hidden but he could tell.
"Carmen, it doesn't mean we can't get together when I start coming out to Palm Springs....I'm going to be going to those swinging parties. We'll have ourselves a real good time."
He reached for her arm and she yanked it away.
"I don't think so, Jonas....In fact, you can kiss my ass because that's the only way you're ever going to touch it again!" She walked toward the bedroom door, then stopped and turned back to him. "There's plenty of men out in the desert that got more going on than you. I'm sure I'll find someone that appreciates what I have to offer....have a nice divorce, Jonas."
With that parting comment, she walked down the hall and went out the front door.
"Whew!" Jonas said, happy that she'd left at least. Now she was Lance's problem.

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Jonas locked the front door and went to take a quick shower before his daughter arrived. He stepped in to the stall and began lathering up, thinking about his afternoon tryst with the delectable Carmen.
'Too bad she turned out to be a mental bitch....she was a hot little number!' he thought. Then began to replay the fuck he'd given her in his mind.
Soon, he caught himself snapping back to reality and realized that he'd tarried too long under the water. How long had he zoned out? He turned off the shower and stepped out to dry off.
"Daaddddd!"
'Oh, shit. She's here.' He hurriedly toweled and combed his hair, wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door to his bedroom.
"Hi, Dad." Nikki was sitting on the bed, waiting for him.
"Hi, Nikki....you should give me a little warning that you were out here. I could have walked out without a towel." Jonas said jokingly and couldn't help noticing the look that Nikki was giving him. Her eyes went up and down his body.
"Sorry, Dad....come on and give me a hug." Nikki walked up to him and put her arms around him. Jonas had never seen her so affectionate but it was probably due to the troubles he and his wife were having.
"Hey, I'm getting you all wet!" Jonas pushed her away and saw that the front of her blouse was splotched with wetness.
"Don't worry. It'll dry." Nikki laughed and she began rubbing her hand on the wet area which just happened to be on her bosom. Jonas couldn't help but notice the way her breasts shook under her stroking fingers. And then he noticed that he could see the outlines of nipples as well.
'She's really grown up,' he thought moving his eyes elsewhere.
"So, what did you buy for dinner?" he asked as he walked over to the dresser.
"Beef stroganoff...your favorite. I'll let you get dressed." She blew him a kiss and walked out of the room.
'She's really acting strange. We hardly ever talked much this last year or two and now she like every father's dream daughter.....well, maybe this divorce will be the best thing that ever happened in our relationship.'
Dismissing it for the moment, he put on some shorts and a polo shirt and went out to be with his daughter.

Nikki out did herself on the dinner; it was as good as her mother made it. They went out on the deck afterward and watched the sun set as they drank some wine. Their conversation had not gotten onto the topic of his marital troubles and he decided to bring it up.
"Nikki, I want you to know that I'm going to do right by your mother and you," he promised, sitting beside her on the bench that sat under the kitchen window and giving her knee a loving pat.
"I know you will...we'll all be O.K.. You've got the right to be happy too, Dad. Mom told me about what you did."
Jonas felt like he'd been kicked in the stomach. He known Stella would paint him bad in front of Nikki.
"Nikki. I'm not proud of what I did..."
"Dad, it's O.K." Nikki cut him off, rising to her feet and walking a few feet in front of him to lean against the railing and look out at the purplish horizon. "You've got nothing to be ashamed of."
Jonas strunched his brow in surprise. He'd cheated on her mother, she may not know he'd done it repeatedly, but her mother had told her about the trip to Lance's place.
"Nikki, that's not true."
Nikki spun and leaned against the railing, looking at him.
"Dad, there's nothing wrong with wanting to have a little fun....if Mom wasn't keeping you satisfied, then you had to find it elsewhere."
"That's not fair to your mother, Nikki. It wasn't about your mother..."
"Oh, come on, Dad!" Nikki said laughing at his assertion. "Let's at least be honest....you wanted something new, something younger."
Jonas was put off that his daughter was hitting so close to home. He was supposed to be a role model to her and she was laying out his weakness for the flesh like it was all right.
"I think we better change the subject," Jonas stammered out.
"No, let's not change the subject," Nikki said, took a drink of her wine and then continued, "I like the subject of sex. We never had the talk about sex...you let Mom do that."
Jonas decided to let the conversation go on. He was a grown up and Nikki was 20, so they could talk like adults about things.
"Well, Nikki, I thought it would be easier...for you."
"It was some talk. I was fifteen and here comes Mother to tell me the facts of life......what you two didn't know was that I wasn't a virgin then."
"What?"
"Dad, I was fifteen, for God's sake....and this is L.A. And I was pretty... the boys were all over me."
"This is very personal, Nikki...."
"Dad, we should be able to talk openly about sex." Nikki walked back over and sat beside him. "Everyone is so hung up about the subject. I'm surprised you are after what you were doing......I'm curious, did you and Uncle Lance make love to that woman one at a time or all together?"
Jonas could see a slight smile on her lips as she waited his answer. He drained his glass and thought about whether he should answer.
"All right, Dad, keep your little secret...I'll tell you one of mine."
"Maybe you shouldn't," Jonas said and poured himself some more wine.
"No, I will. Because it sort of dovetails with what you've been up to....

Later, around 10 P.M., the two of them were sitting watching TV. Jonas was actually watching it; Nikki was thinking of her next move.
'Think.....the straight ahead attempt sure didn't work. I've got to tease him a little. It may not happen tonight. I planted the idea and it might one day blossom but a little water right now is needed.'
Then an idea came to her.
She got up from the swiveling easy chair and her father, sitting on the couch on the opposite side of the room, looked away form the TV to her.
"I'm going to get ready for bed," Nikki said innocently and walked back to her bedroom. She kept some clothes at the beach house for weekend visits and she went through them to find the perfect item.

Jonas looked back up as Nikki came back into the living room, brushing her hair out. She'd put on a long nightshirt to sleep in and it wasn't long enough to suit Jonas's standards, not after the thing she'd suggested. The shirt came down to just above mid-thigh. Normally, he won't even have noticed. But now he was looking at her young, shapely legs.
'Just look at the TV,' he told himself.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nikki sit back down in the chair she had left.
"Dad? What did I miss in the movie?"
Jonas looked at Nikki, trying to think of something to say because he'd lost track of the plot himself. Nikki was combing back her hair, sitting in the chair facing him with her legs slightly open and Jonas could see right up under her shirt.
He looked back at the TV quickly, the image still burning in his mind - her dark pubic hair and the vertical crease of her womanhood.
"Ah....I was flicking around when you were out. I lost track of things."
'Is she doing that on purpose? I can't believe she's not!' Jonas could see her in his periphery vision as she put down her brush on the table next to the chair and she turned the chair full on toward the TV. It would be safe to look at her now.
Nikki leaned forward in her chair and rubbed the shin of her right leg, the one closest to him. Then she straightened the leg out in front of her and looked at it. Then she brought the whole leg up toward her face, keeping it straight like a Rocketeer. Her nightshirt rode down all the way down to her rear. Jonas took in the soft skin of her upper thigh and the side of her lower asscheek before he looked again at the TV.
'She is doing that on purpose! Well, I'm not going to sit here and let her do it any longer.'
He got up and stretched.
"I'm bushed..I think I'll turn in. See you in the morning."
He headed for his bedroom.

'He almost ran out of here! I guess he got an eyeful,' Nikki thought after he left. The evening had not gone as she had hoped but there was always tomorrow.
She watched TV for another half hour and then turned it off. Turning out all the lights, she went down the hall to her room.
She put her hairbrush back in her bathroom and got into bed, laying on top of the covers since the evening was warm.
She wasn't really tired, so she lay there, replaying her conversation with her father. She wished she had said different things at different points and she imagined having had actually convincing him.
'I'd be in bed with him right now.....and we'd be doing something great.... something so wild!'
As she thought about being underneath her father's body, her hand moved under her nightshirt and began rubbing her tingling pussy. It felt so good, she kept it up. Soon, she had a nice orgasm in the loneliness of her room.

Jonas looked at his bedside clock. 12:13 A.M.
'Damn, just clear your mind.....try to think of nothing,' he told himself. But he couldn't stop the events of the evening from randomly welling up. Nikki coming on to him - Nikki's leg and bottom - Nikki admitting to group sex, swinging like he was interested in doing - Nikki's open legs......
Unbelievably, he felt himself starting to get hard.
In his mind, Nikki turned in her chair and pulled her nightshirt up to her belly, looked at him knowingly, "It's all yours, Daddy."
He began to get harder and he sat up in bed.
He hated himself for wanting to now go down the hall to his daughter's room. It was so wrong. A man and his daughter.
'You're not talking molestation, you know.....she is 20 and she wants it," he rationalized. 'And you could just do it once, try it...don't have to make it a regular thing.....hell, you're the one that wanted to swing.'
He thought again about his daughter. She was a cute young woman. Nice legs, cute bottom, filled out her blouses nicely; it wasn't like she was a plain Jane. She had a lot to offer a man.
He got to his feet and went to his bedroom door. He unlocked it and went down the hall to his daughter's door. He hesitated there, collecting himself to be able to project confidence when he went in.
He opened the door and went into her bedroom.
He could see that her bed was empty; there was almost a full moon outside and light from a window sort of spotlighted the bed.
The bathroom was dark.
The door to the back deck was open. He slowly walked over to the door and saw Nikki standing at the railing.
"Nikki?" he said softly, stepping out behind her. He saw her start but she kept standing the way she was. "What are you doing out here, baby?"
He moved right up behind her.
Nikki turned her head slightly around.
"If I said I was waiting for you, would that be the right answer?"
"That's just the answer I was hoping for," Jonas said as put his hands on her shoulders and began massaging them. She tilted her head to the right and rubbed her cheek on the top of his kneading hand, then rubbed her face on it.
Her left hand reached up and grabbed the fingers of his left hand, pulling his hand over her shoulder and then bending his arm out to warp around her, her hand directing his palm onto her T-shirt right over her incredible soft tit. As he squeezed a handful of her young teat, he leaned over her, bringing his face against hers after she took her cheek off his hand.
"Nikki," he whispered and began kissing her ear, his right hand swooping down her front to collect her other tit through the nightshirt.
Jonas felt her T-shirt covered ass grind back at his naked crotch and her hands reached back to feel his legs, grip his thighs and pull him against her slender derriere.
"Yessss, Daddy, yes," Nikki encouraged him and he slid his left hand down across her belly, down between her legs, the T-shirt in the way, his hand found the bottom lip of the fabric and his fingers reached under and up.
Both of them sucked in their breath when his fingers snaked into her silky snatch and played over her neat cuntal folds. Her crotch went forward into his fingers and her right hand reached between their bodies, his daughter's hand felt for and grabbed his awakening member. He leaned his upper body back, his right hand going back to her shoulder as she wantonly stroked his dick, her palm hot and soft as she worked him to near erection in about twenty seconds.
Jonas hurriedly brought his right hand down and pushed her nightshirt up to mid-back, exposing her white, heart-shaped ass to him and the overhead moon. Her waist just seemed to gradually grow outward to become her ass; there was no flaring of the hips as he was used to with other mature women. As he watched, she pushed her butt back at him and into the spongy head of his erection. Her asscheeks felt like cotton candy, all warm and pliant.
His fingers told him she was as ready as he. He slid his left hand away from her dewy slit, brought it around to grip her waist on that side as his right did the same on the other. He pulled her back and pushed down on her torso at the same time.
She knew what he wanted - her left hand reached forward to grip the railing and steady herself as she lowered her shoulders. Her compact ass rose up like the other end of a seesaw. Her right hand released his rigid rod and it joined her other hand on the railing.
Jonas moved his right hand back over her elevated bottom, caressing it briefly before moving his hand up between her splayed thighs, filling his palm with the hairy mound of her pussy.
"MmmmmmoooooOOOOOOOOH," Nikki gasp as he worked two of his fingers into her wet cunt. She was more than ready; his fingers came away soaked.
"Nikki...hold it right there, baby," he directed as his right hand fisted the base of his cock and he moved closer to his baby's upthrust ass and waiting pussy. He poked right between the area where her ass faded into her legs and hit resisting tissue.
"Lower!" Nikki groaned and her ass moved a little higher as he dipped his knees slightly. His probing cocktip found the target and he pushed into her fur-rimmed portal. "OOOOOHH, MMMMMMM!"
"Aaahh...it's in!.....keep your ass up, baby....that's it," Jonas swung his right hand back to her waist and pushed deeper. Nikki's young pussy expanded to accommodate him, opening like a wet flower around his man-sized pistil.
"Oh, God...this is just what I wanted," Nikki panted, her voice barely reaching him over the crash of the surf, "Keep going....aaahhhyeaahh!"
Jonas leaned his weight on her waist, arching her back more as he leaned over her and worked more dick in his daughter. She was tight and tender and juicy......and then she was full. Her tight belly housed about six inches of his hardness.
"God, I love it, Nikki......you feel so hot, baby." He held himself inside her to allow her to adjust further. He looked down between their bodies but he could not see his dick as it entered her; the moonlight was at the wrong angle.
Unable to wait any longer, he slowly pulled three inches of cock out of his daughter and then, just as slowly, pushed it back in. Nikki turned her face to lay on the railing and she hunched her ass at him.
"Fuck me," Nikki urged him, "God, I want it....do it, please!"
Jonas did not deny his daughter - he began screwing her, slowly at first and then harder at her request.
It was such a power trip - doing it right out in the open night. There were three vacant lots on that side of the beach house, so no neighbors would see. There was the off chance that someone might be walking down on the beach but the sound of the surf would cover Nikki's moans.
And she was moaning to beat the band as he fucked between the spread flaps of her eager beaver.
"MMMMmmmmm.....OooooOH.....MMmmmmHHHMMMMMM!" Jonas let his hands move back and grip her jiggling ass cheeks. They felt like pillows of baby fat, smooth and yielding. His fingers kneaded them, pushed them together and pulled them apart, as the dark outline of his flashing manhood speared into her girlish gash just beneath. He also saw the dark pucker of her asshole and wondered if anyone had fingered it...licked it.....dicked it!
Jonas felt the tightening in his nuts. It wouldn't be long before he'd have to make a decision - whether to come in her or pull out. He had no idea if Nikki was on the Pill or used a diaphragm. That was women stuff that her mother had taken care of. He'd warn her...give her plenty of time to think about what he was going to do.

Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1996 15:33:46 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 5A Lines: 247

Part 5A

He changed the motion of his thrusts to prolong his time. He pulled his dick almost all the way out, slowly, and then thrust hard back into her.
"OOOooooow," Nikki gasp.
He repeated the process, driving her up on her toes.
"SSSSssssshhhhhhh!" his daughter sucked in her breath at the shocking force. Her little sex sounds were like music to his ears. He pulled his length back out to do it again. She started to come a second before he drove back into her. His dick shot back into a pussy gone wild.
"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGG!!" Nikki literally screamed as her cunt clamped down on his thick organ. Feeling her get off was the pinnacle of all his sexual experiences to that point - it rivaled even his first time.
Her knees either gave out or she lowered them on purpose to get away from the hot spike in her chaotic cunt, groaning as her innards continued exploding. Jonas looped his hands under her stomach and lifted her back up, pushing her forward until the front of her legs met the railing and her torso hung out into space.
"OOHHHDAAAADDDDD!" she cried, frightened that he was going to throw her over the railing in their ardor and because of the toe-curling orgasm he had caused.
"I GOT YOU!....keep coming, baby....that's it....let it go, ah, yesss!" Jonas kept giving her wet hole little rabbit punches as she came down from her orgasm. He'd gotten his second wind now; the stirrings in his nuts had subsided as he watched over his delirious daughter, nursed her through her ethereal journey.
'I'm going to make her come again and again - then she'll be hooked. She'll welcome me into her bed always if I blow her mind tonight!'
When she became still, he pulled her back from the edge and pulled out of her heavenly pussy. He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her soft body against his and rocked her, his hard-on pressing into her nightshirt.
"That was incredible," Nikki sighed. "Just incredible, Dad."
"Thanks for seducing me," Jonas said. Nikki chuckled at that. "I thought you were crazy, Nikki....but you knew what you were talking about."
"I just knew we were alike. But I really didn't think you would visit me tonight...I thought I'd have to work on you longer."
"You sound like you were pretty sure of yourself," Jonas said, his right hand reaching up to smooth back her hair.
"I would have got you eventually. You're no saint."
"No, I'm far from that."
"Hmmmmm...and I'm so glad. Saints are so boring! I can feel that you're not done.....let's go inside." Nikki led the way back through the open French door into her dimly lit bedroom.

Nikki walked to the nearest nightstand by the bed and turned the knob at the base of the lamp. Both lamps on either nightstand came on, bathing her bed with a warm yellow light.
Actually, it wasn't really 'her' bed; the bedroom they were in was the guest room usually and the decor, white lacquered bed suite and dressers, matched that of her parent's bedroom, with the exception that the bed was a queen size.
'If Mother knew what we were going to do in the room she decorated...' Nikki smiled at the turn of events in their family - Mother had thrown Dad away and she had scooped him up.
She turned and looked at her father. He was standing a few feet away and her eyes appraised his body up close. She had never slept with anyone near his age and she was impressed by the mature, solid look of his body. His erection was drooping but she'd take care of that.
It occurred to her that turning on the lights may have been a mistake. Now they were in the light, away from the make-believe world of the dark deck and the ocean's surf. It was a reality check.
'Take the initiative, Nikki.'
She crossed her arms in front of her, grabbed the hem of her nightshirt and pulled it up and over her head. She slowly dropped it at her feet, watching her father's eyes feast on her nude body.
First, they lingered on her tits; wide-spread, sloping, apple-sized beauties with half-dollar sized aureole and small stiff nipples.
Then, they moved down her flat stomach; Nikki never worked out but her stomach had a slight washboard look to it and she sucked it in a little more to accentuate the illusion.
Finally, her father's eyes went down to the matted mons of her womanhood; a dark tangle of semi-transparent pubes.
"You're beautiful, Nikki," her father said as she walked up to him and slid her arms around his waist. His hands moved around to hold her upper back as she looked up at him lovingly. She felt so safe on his arms.
She dropped her head and began kissing his hairy chest, moving her mouth around, running her tongue onto each of his nipples in turn.
"MMmmmmm, that feels good," her father said softly, his hands running up under her hair to hold her neck and the back of her head. Nikki began sucking on his nipples, knowing that it felt good whether you were a man or a woman. She ground her belly against his cock, pressing the drooping member downward. It flexed with life, wanting to stand up straight and tall again.
Her father's hands moved to the sides of her face and pushed her head backward, pulling her lips from his left nipple. Fingers in her hair pulled her head back and his mouth came down on hers in more than a fatherly kiss. It felt so strange to be kissing her own father but she let him drive his tongue into her mouth, sucked and nipped at it like she would do for any other of her lovers.
'I shouldn't have doubted him....he's not having any second thoughts,' Nikki realized. 'He wants to fuck me again in the worst way.'
Her right hand slid between them and swung his hefty, near-erect cock outward and then up, thrilling at the way it immediately pulsed to rock- hard status.
Her father broke their kiss and began walking her backward toward the bed.
"You're killing me, baby," he grunted as she jerked on his prick, "Sit down on the bed."
Nikki did as he ordered, letting go of his erection. He remained standing looking down at her for a second.
'He's going to ask me to suck his dick!' Nikki thought as her eyes dropped down to his tumescent manhood, hovering just a foot away from her face. She'd do it for him willingly - sucking cock always turned her on and there would be the added thrill of incest.
But he had other ideas. Instead, he dropped to his knees in front of her and pushed her thighs open. Salaciously, Nikki dropped back on her elbows to further expose the underside of her crotch to her excited parent. His strong hands gripped her hips above her legs and pulled her lap to the edge of the bed. Nikki knew what was coming.
"Want a taste, Dad?" she asked shamefully.
"Yeah, I want to suck on my baby's pussy!" he said and then almost immediately make a chuckling noise. "That sounds terrible, doesn't it?"
"God, no! I want to do everything with you," Nikki promised. "Please lick me......eat me."
Nikki saw any doubts of his fly away and her father lowered his face in her lap. She watched him press his lips in the triangular patch of her pubic hair above her pussy. He left it there for several seconds and she could feel him breathing strongly through his nose, savoring the moment. Then, he moved his lips down to the puffy folds at the top of her wrinkled cleft and kissed them.
Pulling his mouth off her, he ran his hands down in her lap and used his thumbs to peel back the covering of her clit. Nikki licked her lips in anticipation as he blew air across the pea-sized prominence. His tongue flicked out and lapped at the sensitive bundle, slowly at first, and then in rapid fashion.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Nikki murmured. "MmmmmmHhhhhmmmmm!"
Spreading her legs for her father's tongue had her juiced again to the max...it was better than spreading them for Tori's tongue...anyone's tongue! This man had raised her and now he was licking her!
Her father squashed his mouth on the pink lining surrounding her erect clitoris and he sucked on it, sending shivers through Nikki's nervous system.
"OOoooooooMMmmmhhhhhmmm," she yelped and he looked up into her eyes. Remaining on her elbows so she could watch, Nikki raised her hands from the bed to squeeze her tits, pushing them to the center of her chest to show her father how they moved all around.
Dad kept up his attack on her pussy and she wiggled her furry furrow on his lips, incestuous lust coursing through both of them. His lips left her ravaged clitty and moved lower, his tongue sliding down her slit like a letter opener, right down to the entrance of her pussy.
"Oh, Daddy......uuuhhhhhh....right there.....UUUHHHHHHhhHHH!" Nikki whimpered as he sent his stiffened tongue into her pussyhole as deep as he could work it. Her legs tried to snap closed at the forbidden act but her father's hands pushed them back wide as he began tongue- fucking her.
"THAT'SIT....MMMMMMMHHHMMMMM....OOOOHHHHH!" Nikki threw her right hand on top of her father's head and humped her cunt on his tongue...once...twice...and then her loins exploded, "GGGGAAAA!!!"
Her other hand grabbed his head and she fell back on the bed, throwing her crescending crotch at his slurping mouth. From a faraway place, she felt him sucking and sucking on her oily discharge like wine.
Minutes later, she was calmed down, holding her father's head as he kissed her belly. Nikki brought her head off the bed and looked down her reclining body to watch his mouth explore more of her body.
'God, he turns me on!' Nikki declared to herself as her father planted another soft kiss on her bellybutton and then tried to work his tongue into that as well.
"Dad, I think I love you," Nikki cooed at the ticklish feeling.
He stopped his oral ministrations and looked up her sexy body as he slid his hands slowly up her sides.
"You don't love me.....not like that....." His hands collected her fanned breasts and massaged them, "...you'll meet some guy in a few years and get married...." His hands went into her armpits and began pushing her back on the bed as he raised up, "...like any other ordinary girl..." He moved on the bed with her, over her as she instinctively spread her legs for him, his weight coming down on her, "...but until then.." he whispered in her ear as she felt the spongy head of his prick bump against the thin area of skin between her pussy and asshole, "...you're all mine."
Nikki gasp as he found her saliva-slick notch and he filled her again with his hard cock. Her pussy trembled around his sinking member after the two strong orgasms she'd already had. She threw her arms around his neck as he began to screw her hard.
"Yeesssss.....mmmhhhhmmm...OH...OH....UHHH...uuuhh...oooh... OOOH....uuhhhh....nnnnngg....OHDAD....sssss...hhhssss...OOH!"

'I love Nikki's young, tight pussy!' Jonas wanted to shout so loud that the neighbors would hear. He'd never enjoyed fucking any woman as much as he was his own daughter; she was the one woman he would never grow tired of sexually - the tabooness would always be exciting.
Her sleek body felt so good under him as he jammed his hands under her ass, transferring most of his weight into his shoulders, the extra heaviness pinning her to the bed.
With handfuls of her sexy ass, he changed his thrusts by moving his hips in circles like a Ferris wheel. He pumped into her going downward and then lifted her whole crotch with the upward roll of his hips. Nikki seemed to love that.
"Oooohh....you're fucking....me so good...OHH...OOHHH...UUUHHH," she panted with each thrust. Nikki was a very vocal lover and it just lit the fire under him.
'Coming's going to be so good,' he thought giddily. Then he remembered that he didn't know if it would be safe. His lust had almost consumed him.
He sunk his erection in her and raised himself up on his arms. Nikki's hands remained around his neck as they looked at each other.
"Baby, what kind of birth control do you use?" he asked, sincerely not knowing.
"I'm on the Pill, of course," Nikki replied, rubbing his neck.
"Great!" he replied, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice.
"Yeah, Dad...you can come in me!" Nikki said hotly "Is that what you wanted to know?....Well, it's all right....you can shoot it way up inside me!" Jonas's dick throbbed at Nikki's lewd invitation.
"Oh, baby, when you talk that way!...."
"I can't wait to feel it, Dad...I saw how big you came in Carmen...do me just like that!...come on!"
"I'm going to, Nikki," he swore as he began fucking her again. He wasn't going to last long with the green light to fill her belly with his seed. He looked down between their bodies and saw his cock clearly for the first time as it knifed between her spread pussy lips.
'Jesus, look at that....that's fucking obscene!' his mind shouted.
His daughter's hands slid down his chest and wrapped around his back, then moved lower to grip his churning ass.
"OOOHYEAAHH....GIVE IT TO ME!" Nikki wailed at him now, "OH..UHH ...DOITDAD...UUUHHHH....COMEINME...COMEINME!"
Jonas felt himself going over the edge....right into the abyss.
"UUNGGGHHHH...ARRRGGGGGHHHH!" he groaned as his buried cock spat the first long rope of his cum in his daughter, his fingers digging into the bedspread on either side of her head. His vision crossed and swam before his eyes as following spurts, more like little wellings, slowly deposited the rest of his ball load all up and down the lining of Nikki's sweet cunt as he worked his softening prick in and out, in and out.
"Mmmmmm....I can feel it," Nikki said softly and he looked at her flushed face. "It feels wild, Dad."
Jonas didn't know what to say beyond that.....it was mind-blowing. He lowered himself down and kissed her several times, nibbling at her lips in post-orgasmic serenity.

Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1996 15:27:20 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 5B Lines: 317

Part 5B

Jonas woke up alone in his bed around 9 A.M. the next morning. He had forgotten to pull the curtains before he retired the night before and now bright Saturday sunlight lit the room.
Jonas lay there with his eyes closed for several minutes, remembering the night before. Sticking it in her out on the deck, eating her until she came again and then getting his own rocks off between her young legs.....God, he felt ten years younger.
She was just amazing. Sexually, she was far more developed than other's her age but she still had that tight 20 year old body. He felt no regrets about partaking in what she had offered.
He turned over in the bed and swore he could smell Nikki's scent on the pillow. She had wanted to sleep with him in his bed, after they had both cleaned up a bit. She'd felt so good, laying beside him.
'I wonder if she's still here?' Jonas thought. Nikki was not known for rising early on a weekend and they had been up late.
He swung his legs out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He took a much needed piss and brushed his hair and mustache.
"You look pretty good this morning, you old lecher," he said to his 41 year old reflection and went back into the bedroom to dress. He decided on his usual beach house garb - underwear and a pair of shorts. Most days that was all you needed unless a marine layer was socking in the coast.
Whistling ' It Never Rains in Southern California ', he headed toward the main part of the house.
Walking through the livingroom, he could smell hot coffee.
'She is here...good.'
He entered the kitchen to find it empty. The coffee sounded real good. He decided to search for his daughter after he poured himself a cup. As he was getting a cup from the cupboard, he looked out the kitchen window and spotted the top of Nikki's head. She was sitting on the bench under the window. He rapped on the pane and she stood up, gave him a wave and started for the doors to the livingroom.
Jonas poured his cup of coffee and turned around to find Nikki standing in the kitchen doorway.
"Good morning...Daddy," Nikki said oh-so-innocently and then chuckled at their little secret. She was wearing a terry cloth robe, cinched at the waist; it looked too big on her. She'd pinned most of her hair up in the back, leaving a long lock of hair hanging down either side of her face. She was holding her own coffee cup.
"Well, good morning to you, darling daughter," he played along, leaning back against the counter and sipping his coffee.
She walked up to him, stood on her tiptoes and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Then she pulled away and leaned against the sink area.
"Like my robe?" she said, holding out her arms.
"That's your mother's robe," Jonas observed and Nikki shook her head.
"No, Daddy....this robe belongs to the woman of the house." Nikki inference was obvious; she was sharing his bed, so she was the new woman of the house. Jonas got the idea that Nikki got a kick out of taking the place of her mother.
"You sure earned it last night," he complimented her, walking past her and tapping a finger on her lips. She made a playful biting motion at it before following him into the livingroom.
He sat on the couch and she dropped into an easy chair, folding a leg underneath her.
"Look like a good day out there?" he asked.
"Everyday is going to be good from now on," she promised.
"Are you planning to answer every question with little twist?"
Nikki laughed. "All right, I'll stop.....I'm still high from last night!"
"You know we irrevocably changed our relationship last night...." Jonas began, getting ready to lay down some ground rules for any further forbidden fornication. They were playing with fire and he had to impress that on her.
"Not that we had much of a relationship before this," Nikki observed.
"OUCH!" Jonas acted hurt, putting a hand on his chest. "That hurt."
"Well, come on, Dad," Nikki continued, "The last 3 or 4 years, you've been sorta distant.......working late a lot....maybe entertaining other women according to mother," she smiled at the dig.
"I'm sorry, baby," Jonas said sincerely.
"Dad, you should thank your lucky stars....if we had had a real father- daughter relationship, I wouldn't have proposed what happened last night."
"In that case, I'm glad I ignored you," Jonas said tongue-in-cheek.
Nikki got up and moved to sit beside him. Just then, a faint beeping sound came from her purse which sat on the coffee table.
"My beeper," she explained, opening her purse and turning off the device. She looked at the end of it to see what call back number was displayed. "It's Tori."
"Here you go," Jonas said, picking up the cordless handset from the base beside the couch.
Nikki sat beside him, facing him and dialed Tori.
"Hi, Tori........what did you tell her?.........O.K., that was good....how long ago did she call?.....all right, thanks.....I can't talk right now.... because!" She smiled at him. "I'll talk to you later."
She turned the handset off.
"What was that about?" Jonas asked.
Nikki tapped the end of the headset's antenna against her mouth, obviously in thought.
"O.K., I'm going to tell you but you can't get mad....I told Mom I was staying at Tori's last night."
"I think I can forgive you that," Jonas said, running his finger along her jawline. He preferred to remember her flat on her back, receiving his hard staff in her fabulous pussy - that, after all, had been the end result of her little white lie.
"Thanks," she said, moving her foot against his left shin, rubbing it. "I need to call Mom. She's looking for me."
"Sure, go ahead."
Nikki dialed home and began talking to his soon-to-be-ex-wife.
"Hi, Mom! Tori said you called.....I'll probably be home later this afternoon......I don't know, 4 or 5 o'clock maybe.....we can still do something later....where am I?"
Nikki looked at him, unsure what she should say. Jonas motioned that she should tell her she was there.
"I'm heading out to see Dad......he is still my father. I know you guys are upset at each other....Mom, listen. I'm just going to stop in and say hello, O.K.? I'll be home around noon, how's that?......we'll go shopping. .....great, I'll see you then. Bye."
Nikki handed the handset back to him.
"Mom didn't like the fact that I was coming to see you."
"Nikki, she's going to be like that for a long time."
"It's going to be hard to slip out here as much as I want to," Nikki said, rubbing her hand on his hairy chest.
"I'm sure you'll find a way....there is something you need to find out for me. We've got to be sure that she's not having me watched anymore."
"Eeeewwww, you're right." Nikki saw the danger in that.
"It may be nothing to worry about....your mother would just think you were here visiting. How could she ever imagine what we are really going to be doing out here?" Jonas stroked her neck as he thought about all her future visits, all those future fuck sessions.
"Now you're doing it!" Nikki pointed out.
"I couldn't resist it.....you excite your old man."
"You're hardly old. I do have something to tell you that might get you more excited....I was thinking about it when I was sitting outside."
"I'm all ears," Jonas said.
"It involves Tori....me and her are more than best friends.......I sorta seduced her a few years ago!"
Jonas perked up at that. Every man just loves to watch two girls get it on...... all those legs and asses and tits and tongues rolling around. One of his favorite things had been sneaking down to the Cheetah club to watch some girl-girl action and try to pick up one of the dancers.
"Were you two experimenting a little? Just curious?"
"Not me....I got into it at college. But it was Tori's first time."
"No wonder your grades were so bad," Jonas observed. "OOOWW!"
Nikki had pulled on his chest hairs.
"Boy, I thought you'd be more surprised than this!" Nikki said.
"I'm really only surprised at your choice....Tori's just sorta, I don't know, uh, homely?"
"Dad, when's the last time you've seen Tori?" Jonas guessed it may have been maybe two years and he told her so. "Then, you haven't seen the new Tori....she's dropped a lot of weight, cut her hair short...and she grew." Nikki held her hands in front of her chest in a Dolly Parton parody.
"I can't believe Tori's changed that much." he said.
"You'll see...the reason I brought it up is that I'd like to have Tori over.... maybe you'd like to watch us."
"Like from a closet?" Jonas asked, slightly intrigued. The threat of Tori finding out about he and Nikki really put a damper on his arousal.
"No, silly....we're naked, you're naked....and then we have a little audience participation at the end."
Now, that surprised Jonas; that she would even consider telling Tori about their incestuous affair because that was what she was proposing.
"Nikki, absolutely not! You can not tell anyone about us. Do you understand what could happen to me?...to us?" Jonas scolded her for even dreaming up such a crazy idea.
"But, Dad..."
"No buts! Baby, if you told Tori and she let it slip....or got mad at you and wanted to hurt us...Nikki, it could ruin our lives." Jonas had bad thoughts of disbarment and some jail time.
"O.K.!...O.K.! .....I won't tell her, Dad." Nikki promised, putting her coffee cup on the table in front of her. "I thought you wanted to get wild."
"I think sleeping with my own daughter is wild enough!" Jonas said with a laugh and Nikki turned back to him with a wicked grin on her face.
She scooted right next to him and swung her knee over his legs, ending up straddling his thighs facing him. Jonas put the coffee cup he'd almost dropped on the end table near the phone as his daughter placed her hands around his neck.
"So....I'm wild enough for you?!" Nikki said, now with a playful, seductive edge to her voice. She looked so wholesome and yet so sexy - her blue eyes, thin aristocratic nose, those little lips, cute narrow chin, the hint of cleavage through the slightly opened robe, the creamy-white complexion of her skin.
"You're my little heartbreaker," Jonas said softly. It had been quite a while since he'd made love to a woman the morning after but he felt the stirrings to do just that with his alluring daughter.
"I'd never break your heart, Daddy," Nikki whispered as she moved her mouth toward his. She kissed him, feather-light on the lips and then left her face close to his, rubbing her nose on his.
'God, she's like a drug,' Jonas thought as his hands began undoing the sash of her robe. 'And I'm getting hooked fast.'
"Mmmmm.....Daddy, what are you doing?" Nikki asked innocently.
"We got two hours to kill, sweetheart," Jonas replied, sliding his hands in the open front of her robe. Nikki chuckled and began kissing him again.

Forty minutes later, the master bedroom was ringing with their grunts and groans. The sheer inner set of curtains had been pulled closed, allowing most of the sunlight to pass through and give the room a yellowish glow. Faint gray fibrous shadows of the curtain's fabric fell on the moving bodies of the incestuous pair like undulating topographic lines.
'Jesus, I love this!' Nikki confessed mentally as she gripped the sturdy lacquered slats of her parent's headboard, looking back over her right shoulder, watching her horny father hump into her slippery slot.
"Ah...oh....oohhhh...uh....uhhh...gaaa....ummmm....yeah," she throatily huffed and puffed as her father's strong hands gripped her waist, holding her lithe frame steady.
Last night's lovemaking had been a series of quick sprints to orgasms for both of them but, this morning, her father was really taking his time, stopping periodically to just let his erection luxuriate in her young body or to change to another position.
She caught her father's eye when he looked up from watching his penetration. Smiling contentedly, he stuck his long-lasting peter deep in her and let his chest drop down on her back, his lips kissing her shoulder a couple of times.
"Enjoying yourself?" he ask unnecessarily. He'd given her a mini- orgasm once already by going down on her to begin with. She now knew why girls went for older men if her father was any example - they would go out of their way to please a young piece of ass, whether out of gratitude or the promise of more.
"Oh yeah!" she said, grinding her butt against him as she faced the headboard again, "Tell me again why this is against the law...." she joked.
Her father chuckled, then leaned his torso back up a little. Nikki felt his hands start sliding up her back, his thumbs kneading little circles along either side of her spine.
"I love your body," her father murmured.
"Just my body?"
"No, baby...of course, I love all of you.....," her father assured her as he leaned all the way back, running his hands down the length of her back. They kept going over the very back of her rear end and she felt his thumbs pulling the lower swells of her ass further apart, pulling the skin on either side of her stuffed pussy taut, "....but your body is way out in front."
Nikki used her cuntal muscles to squeeze his organ and her father lightly slapped her ass.
"That's a talented little pussy."
"It really wants to come, Daddy," she informed him, looking back to see him again staring at it...her father was definitely a pussyman. Nikki wished he'd just get back to fucking her. So, she was really disappointed when she felt him pull out of her fuck-ready snatch.
"Let me see you make it come, baby....here, scoot back a little.....now lay your face on the pillows....yeah, stick that ass up higher...beautiful

Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1996 15:28:25 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 6A Lines: 253

'God, that was a close one....couple more strokes and I'd have popped my cork in my baby's pussy again,' Jonas thought as he stroked her supple body. 'I'm a sick fuck for doing this but it's just too damn good... just laying here naked with her would be better than the sex her mother had been giving me...actually fucking her surpasses everything...I'm going to make her turn over on her back for the big finish....look in her eyes while I screw her!"
Jonas ran his right hand over her shoulder, slowly up her neck, and brushed aside the lock of hair that covered her cheek. He kissed her exposed ear briefly and then the side of her mouth - the mouth that had nursed at his nipples, sucked on his tongue.....
'Sucking?.....oh yeah, those lips are made for sucking!....I've satisfied her enough for one day....time for Nikki to give me what I want.' His dick grew stiffer in his daughter's pussy thinking about what he was going to ask her to do.
Jonas pulled out of his daughter, rolled off her to the left onto his side, and began collecting pillows to prop himself up. Beside him, Nikki rolled over toward him and her right shoulder came to rest against his stomach. She turned her face up toward him.
"Want to do something special for me?" Jonas asked.
Nikki gave him a little smile. "Maybe."
"I'd like to finish by doing something we have tried yet," Jonas said, smoothing her bangs with his left hand.
"Mmmmmmm, let me guess....you want me on top this time?"
"No, but we will do that sometime, I promise you....let me give you a hint." His stroking hand had moved down the far side of her face. He moved his forefinger to her mouth and pushed it past her lips. He moved it in and out and winked at her.
Nikki's eyes filled with understanding and she smiled around his finger before giving it a loving suck. His pretty daughter was going to suck his cock!
"That's my girl," Jonas said as she rolled over on top of him, straddling his stomach with her elbows and laying her legs between his, her back arched due to the incline of his body. Jonas felt her soft boobs pressing against his erection, could actually see the cap of his cock sandwiched between his stomach and her breastbone when she looked up at him.
"You're asking me to take your big dick in my mouth.....Daddy, I'm just shocked!" Nikki was such a cockteaser and Jonas loved it.
"Don't play Miss Innocent with me!" Jonas sniggered, pushing her shoulders down his body, "I'm betting you're real good at this, Nikki."
Nikki kissed her way down his torso as she shifted her body into cocksucking position, keeping her eyes on his face until the puffy crown of his prick hit the bottom of her chin.
At that point, she twisted her body so her left armpit supported herself on his right thigh and her right hand began rubbing the underside of his cock as it lay on his lap.
"Think you can handle that?" Jonas asked her, laying his right hand on the back of her head.
"I think so," Nikki purred confidently as her right hand fisted the base and hefted it upright so his drunkenly swaying phallus was right there in front of her pretty little mouth.
"Mmmmmm," she said, "O.K., Dad, how do you want it? Nice and slow?" Looking at his face, she gave the underside of his glans a long, slow lick.
"Or nice and hard?" She tightened her grip on his shaft and jacked his cock several times.
"Oooooh, Jesus!..... Nikki, it's not going to matter! I'm not going to be able to hold out long watching you, not the first time......give me a few minutes of slow and then just give it all you got, honey!"
His naughty daughter began licking around the head of his organ, taking her sweet time. He'd oozed a little when she gave him the preview jacks and he watched her lick that up, her tongue swirling around and around.
"Mmmmm, that's great.....baby, you're going to ruin me for other women, you know that don't you?... aahh....no pussy or mouth is ever going to compare!"
Nikki dropped her face behind his wide wanker and her tongue dragged down his underside until her lips reached the top of his hairy scrotum. She bent his cock to the side so he would have an unobstructed view as she began sucking in little slivers of his sack through her lips.
"Nice, honey, very nice," he encouraged her when she looked up at him. She moved her body even further back, dipping her nose down out of his sight and came back up with his whole left nut in her mouth. Jonas had never had that done and it sent his cock a twitching as he watched his daughter do the same to his other ball, the warm interior of her mouth sucking his egg-shaped testicle lovingly.
She plopped the hairy cum-maker out of her mouth and rose up on her left hand and knees, her right hand swinging his flagpole cock up to her lips again. Jonas watched her mouth hover over him for a few seconds as her tongue wetted her lips. Then she gave the tip of his cock a kiss, held the smooch briefly and then her lips expanded as she pushed her mouth down.
"AAAAAAAAaaahhhhhhhh!" Jonas groaned as his bloated cockknob disappeared up into his daughter's mouth. Her lips stopped when she had the head engulfed.
She slid her hand slowly up to meet her lips, not gripping it very tightly but the sight was enough to almost unhinged Jonas. She slid her hand back down his cock and then took her hand away, now holding him with only her mouth. Slowly she began rotating her face, twisting her lips on him while her tongue tormented his imprisoned glans.
"AAaaaaahhh, that's good, honey.......oh.....oh yeah....let me see how much you can take......go ahead....aaaahhAAAAAHHHH!" Jonas groaned again as she sank her lips lower, taking half of his distended dick to the back of her throat in a series of small gulping motions.
She began really blowing him then - bobbing her head, sucking hard with concave cheeks. Just like he'd ordered.
"YEAAAHH...suck it, Nikki!..unnnnnhhh...uuunnnnnhhh."
His daughter's no-hands blowjob was making his sperm percolate in his ball-sac. He wasn't going to hold back when the moment came - he was just going to ejaculate right in her mouth. He had no doubts that his little girl was a swallower....a hot bi-sexual father-cocksucking swallower!
"Unnnnnhhh.....Nikkkiiii....you're making me feel so good....uuuunnnh." His daughter's mouth had perfect control of his proud prick. Her lips came oh so close to leaving his dick but never did; they always stopped with half his cockhead showing, filling the room with a slurping sound, and then corkscrewed down his lip-stretching throbber.
Jonas watched it all, filing the images away in his mind under a folder called "BLOWJOB1" - the way her lips did stretch thin, her eyes closed as she worshipped him orally, the way the locks of hair on each side of her face swayed with her head bobbing, her dangling knockers which he could see through her arms.
"Shit, baby.....oh Nikki, I'm right there!" Jonas warned, his hands coming up to grab her pitching head. He could feel himself beginning to lose it. There is that four or five seconds before climax when every man knows it is all over, that there is no turning back. He thrust up into her mouth once, unable to control himself.
"MMMPPPFF!" Nikki moaned around his girth as he banged against the back of her throat. Her right hand came back up and gripped his rowdy erection, giving her more control. It also allowed her to start whacking him off in her mouth, her fist went flying up and down his shaft.
"Nikki!....God, Nikki...uuugggghhh...UUUUNNGGGHH .... GGGGAAA!" Jonas gave a strangled cry as his first main wad of his semen jetted up into the wet heat of Nikki's waiting mouth.
"MMMMMHMMMMSLLLLRRIIIIIIIIPPPP!" Nikki hummed and then slurped loudly as she gulped down his first burst, her hand cranking him for more. Jonas threatened to crush her head with his hands as she jacked more jism out of his twitching Johnson.
"SLLLRRIIIIIPPPP!" She milked his boner four or five times and then drew her mouth off him, her hand still around his base.
Jonas opened his eyes when he felt her mouth withdraw. He felt more jism still left and he didn't think Nikki realized it.
"I'm not done, Nikki!" he gasped. He covered her hand with his and made her jack him again. A fountain of his watery cum, maybe an inch high, gushed through his piss-slit and trickled down around her hand.
"God, Daddy!" Nikki exclaimed as she drew another white fountain from his ball-wells, her hand slippery with cum. Without being told, she wrapped her hot lips around his slimy fountainhead and continued coaxing his slow-traveling semen with her pumping fist.
With old age, Jonas's delivery system had slowed down but times like this made it a blessing....all the minor cumshots felt great and he had a lot of them.
Finally, he was empty. Nikki proved this by pulling his dick out of her mouth and milking it strongly, only to have nothing come out.
"Thank you, Nikki..I think that will quite do it," Jonas advised her as she rolled on her left side, laying her weight again on his right thigh, and jacked him again just to be sure.
"Have you got a spare tank or what?!" Nikki kidded him. It wasn't that he pumped out more than he used to when he was younger, it just took longer.
"It's just age," he told her, rubbing her shoulder, "I'm an old man."
"Yeah, so you keep saying!.......tell it to my pussy," Nikki doled out more hot compliments.
The phone rang on the nightstand and Jonas picked up the handset and turned it on.
"Hello."
There was silence for a few seconds and he was going to hang up but then he heard Stella say, "Jonas, I'd like to speak to Nikki."
"Hello, Stella," he said, looking down at his daughter. Nikki gave him a wicked grin and took his half-hard prick back into her mouth, her eyes looking up at him. It was just like her to do something like that when he was talking to her mother. "Let me get her for you," he said, covering the phone with his hand.
"Nikki, you got to talk to her," he whispered down to his bad daughter.
Nikki drew her mouth off him and made a pouty face.
"Oh, Dad! Tell her I'm too busy sucking your dick!" she kidded. Jonas made an angry face back at her and she got up on her knees. "Chill, Dad!" she said, pulling his legs together and crawling onto his lap, where she sat down, her knees straddling his hips, her pussy on his deflating dick.
She took the phone and said sweetly, "Hi, Mom!.......yeah, I'll be leaving here in about 15 minutes.......sure, anything else you need?....all right, bye!"
She tossed the turned off handset on the bed and leaned down to give him a quick kiss.
"When am I going to see you again?" Jonas asked.
"I'll be with Mom all night probably...I'm sure I could come out tomorrow. Can you wait that long?" she said, running a finger down his chest.
"I guess I'll have to."
"I'm gonna get cleaned up," Nikki said, crawling off him and padding toward the bathroom. Jonas was sure she was swinging that little ass of hers just a little more than usual, setting the hooks in him a bit deeper.

Nikki stopped by the store on the way home and bought the item that Mother had phoned about. Driving back to Brentwood, she felt unhappy. She really didn't want to spend the night with her mother. Like with her father, Nikki had little in common with her. It hadn't been that way always but in the last few years as Nikki had started spending more and more time outside the home exploring her sexuality, she had come to see how uptight her mother was.
Not just to the idea of sex - about everything! Smoking, fashions, what was in the movies, all kinds of stuff. It was stifling to hear all the "you're not going to wear that, are you?" and the "if you're going to live in this house...".
'I wouldn't get that if I was living with Dad!' Nikki thought. 'Dad and I are more than in tune.'
Dinner with her mother was a slow torture as she continued to heap bad thing upon bad thing on her father. Nikki spoke up for her father on a number of occasions, just to show her mother that there were two sides to every story.
After dinner, Nikki suggested that they go out and see a movie. She would have gladly sat through some European subtitled masterpiece if it meant they didn't have to talk for two hours.
But before they could decide on anything, they got a phone call from Mrs. Sperling, Tori's mother. Tori had told her what was happening in the Elliot household and she had phoned to talk with Stella. They were friends by association of their daughters.
Mrs. Sperling invited them to come over and visit. Nikki was surprised when her mother accepted the invitation.
So a half hour later they were over at the Sperling home. Her mother and Mrs. Sperling sat and talked in the livingroom while Nikki and Tori went upstairs to Tori's bedroom.
"All right...where were you last night, Nikki?" Tori asked as soon as they were alone.
"Tori, I'd really rather not say...no, I take that back, I'd really like to tell you....but I can't." Nikki said, falling across her bed in exasperation.
"Do you hear yourself?" Tori said sitting on the bed beside her. "You sound all confused....I thought there was nothing we couldn't tell each other."
"Tori, I think I could tell you. I know you'd keep it secret. But there's someone else involved that made me promise not to tell anyone."
"You know you're going to tell me," Tori said confidently, stroking Nikki's jean-clad leg. "So why not just do it now?....is it a guy or a girl?....come on, Nikki, spill it."
Nikki felt herself weakening...she just had to tell someone else her secret. Tori could keep her secret; she was sure of it.
"All right but you got to promise not to tell!"

Reply-To: an403162@anon.penet.fi Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1996 15:31:45 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 6B Lines: 223

The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (an403162@anon.penet.fi)

Part 6B

Jonas Elliot came to a stop in front of the beach house early the next morning and put his hands on his hips as he drank in huge gulps of sea air. A marine layer was still hanging around, keeping the temperature down, so he'd decided to take a jog along the ocean. The run had felt good, got his blood flowing but he hadn't run far enough to tire himself needlessly.
'Not when Nikki's coming out," he chuckled to himself.
The night before had been so boring after all that had gone on. Eventually he'd driven down to Gladstone's for a late dinner and then had come back and milled around the empty beach house for a while, finally going to bed in hopes that it would seem to shorten the time until he could have Nikki in his arms.
He took off his sweaty T-shirt and went up the stairs that led up to the deck of his home. In the kitchen, he took a jug of Gatorade out of the refrigerator and drank it without using a glass. There was one thing he hated to do and that was dishes. He'd be doing a lot of eating out.
He went back into the living area and saw that someone had called while he was out. He walked to the message machine and hit the button.
"Hi, Dad. Where are you? Just calling to let you know I'll be there around 11. Love ya, bye."
'Another two hours and my little horny baby will be back!" Jonas thought as he headed back to shower.

At 12:15 P.M., Nikki pulled up and parked outside the door in the privacy wall at the beach house. She'd arrived late on purpose; she wanted her father to wait a little longer.
'I'm going to hate to do this but he'll thank me later,' she hoped.
She got out of the car and reached in the bag seat for the duffel bag purse she had brought her change of clothes in. A breeze came up and ballooned the sheer hemp-toned sunshirt she was wearing. Underneath that she had on her bikini top. A short pair of shorts hid her bikini bottoms. She wanted to get some sun today since she had told her mother that she was going to the beach....although not to the beach house.
She walked through the wall gate and down to the front door. She tried the door and found that it was unlocked. Stepping into the foyer, she called out for her father. He came down the hall from his bedroom.
"There you are!" he said.
"Hello, Father," Nikki said, dropping bag and wrapping her arms around his waist as he gave her welcoming kiss. And then another real kiss with a little tongue and some roaming hands on her bottom.
'I don't think I'll have any trouble making him see reason,' Nikki thought to herself as they unclenched.
"What kind of outfit is that?" he said as they walked into the living area.
"It's a sunshirt. For those of us with delicate skin," she twirled in front of him and then began unbuttoning the shirt as he leaned against the back of the couch. She saw the way his eyes were looking through the sheer material. She opened the shirt and pulled it down off her shoulders, showcasing the skimpy black bikini top. Spaghetti straps and two triangular patches that left no guesswork about her cleavage and the inner slopes of her breasts.
"Ta-da!" she said.
Her father raised his eyes from her charms and chuckled, "That looks very nice on you, Nikki....it's going to look even better laying by the bed."
"Jeez, Dad! I haven't heard that one in a while," Nikki replied. "Very unoriginal."
"Hey, I bet there aren't many fathers that have said that to their daughters...I think it's very original."
"Let's go for a swim," Nikki suggested. She saw some disappointment cross his face. She wouldn't mind just going back to his bed either but the longer she could tease him along, the easier it would be.
"The water's awfully cold," he pointed out, trying to deter her, no doubt.
"Come on, Dad," Nikki whined. "Are you worried something will get all shriveled up!" Her eyes went to his crotch. "Don't worry...after the swim I'll unshrink things!"
"Nikki, you little.....O.K., let's do it!"
He pulled off his T-shirt, leaving himself in his usual swim trunks.
"I'll get some towels," he said and went back to his bedroom.
Nikki unzipped her shorts and shed them and took off her tennis shoes. Standing up, she pulled her bikini bottoms in place as her father came back with two towels.
They left the towels hanging at the base of the beach stairs and walked down to the ocean. The beach was mostly deserted; it was a public area but most people went up to Zuma or stayed down at the Santa Monica beach. The only people that ever frequented this part of the coast was the inhabitants of the beach houses.
When they walked in the water, Nikki let out a whoop at the coldness.
"I told you it was cold!" her father said.
"We'll get used to it," Nikki said and bravely ran into the water until a wave bore down on her. She dove under it and came up sputtering as her body rebelled against the change in temperature. She swooped her wet hair backward and looked around for her father. He came up beside her, letting out a whoop.
"Jesus, Nikki!"
"Don't be a baby," she said, her teeth chattering as she submerged herself to the neck. "We'll get used to it."
They splashed around for ten minutes and then headed back into the shore. Nikki walked up to where the soft white sand began and lay down on her back to dry off in the sun. She patted the sand beside her and her father lay down beside her on his side facing her.
"Looks like that swim was pretty stimulating," he said. Nikki followed his eyes to her chest where her hard nipples were very apparent under her top. Nikki sat up on her elbows and used her fingers to drag the swatches of cloth back and forth, giving her father just a peek at her faint pinkish aureole.
"Dad, what did you plan for us to do today?" she asked, smiling at the way he smiled at her. Nikki could tell he wanted to touch her but out in the open he was afraid to.
"Oh, I figured we'd pick up where we left off yesterday."
"I had this dream last night, Dad...I'd like to make it a reality," Nikki said mysteriously and hotly.
"You know I just want to make you happy," her father responded and leaned closer.
"I had this dream that you and me....and Tori were all in bed doing it."
Nikki saw his face cloud again.
"Nikki, we talked about that, honey. It's just not safe."
"I know you think that but I'm telling you that Tori isn't going to tell on us. She'd be telling on herself if she did."
"Nikki, why can't you just be happy with us?" her father said, risking a hand on her belly.
"Dad, I am but I love Tori, too. I was with her before I was with you.... and if you can't accept her into our secret, then I'm afraid I can't see you this way anymore."
'There...I've done it," Nikki thought.
After she had told Tori about her sex with her father, they had tried to think of a way to get him to loosen up about letting Tori going them. It turned out that Tori had had a crush on her father for years and she would love to have her father between her legs as well.
In fact, it was Tori's idea to withhold more sex from her father. The idea had no downside; if her father stuck to his guns, she'd just concede the issue and keep fucking him.
"Nikki, you're not serious!" her father said.
"I'm very serious, Dad....no Tori, no more me," Nikki said as sternly as she could. It was hard to lay down an ultimatum like that to her father.
Her father got up and walked about twenty yards away and then walked back.
"This is blackmail," he said simply.
"Suit yourself, Dad....what's it going to be?"
"All right, Nikki...you can tell Tori. But I don't have to sleep with her if I don't want, too. You say she's gotten more attractive but if she doesn't do anything for me, I'm not going to sleep with her. And I may not want her in the room when we do it."
"That's all I wanted to hear, Dad," Nikki said standing up and brushing sand off her ass. "I agree with your terms as well....now, let's go inside."
"You're going to get it when we get inside," her father promised.
She just smiled and they walked up to the outdoor shower at the base of the stairs. Nikki stood under it and washed off the sand. She stepped away and her father got under it to do the same.

'Jesus, sexually blackmailed by my own daughter..I hope she knows what she's doing," Jonas thought as he stood under the shower getting the salt from his hair.
He turned the shower off, and wiped the water from his face. And found himself alone.
Looking up the stairs, he saw Nikki about halfway up holding both unused towels.
"Want your towel, Dad?"
"Yes," he said walking up the stairs. Nikki started walking up the stairs, keeping her distance.
"Nikki, come on," he said.
"Bet you can't catch me before I get inside," Nikki challenged.
"Nikki, I don't feel like chasing you. Just give...." He began to running up the stairs at her, using the element of surprise. She shrieked and started running up ahead of him but he was gaining fast.
He almost caught her when they reached the back door but she shot in and ran across the living room, leaving wet footprints in the maroon carpet. He slowed his chase and simply walked back to his bedroom.
He found her in the bathroom, toweling her damp hair and looking at him in the counter-long mirror.
"Hey, slowpoke," she said, watching him in the mirror as he came up behind her. She looked so good, wet and shiny, like a sea otter.
He undid the back of her bikini top and pulled the thin straps off her shoulders. They watched the top fall away down her front and she put down the towel she had been holding as he reached around her to cup her young tits.
"You're terrible," he said, resting his cheek against her damp hair.
"I know," she said, smiling as she watched his hands play with her stiff-nippled titties. Jonas swirled his flat fingers on her nipples, moving her fluid tit-flesh up and down on her thin frame. She made little sounds deep in her throat as she watched their reflection.
"I forgive you," he said as he caught her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. He pulled them toward the mirror, making her breasts stretch away from her body.
"Ooooooh, Dad! I want you to fuck me right here...I want to watch in the mirror," Nikki proposed, putting his hands over his as he squashed her tits back on her chest.
"Sure, baby," he agreed readily. His dick was beginning to stir and he'd have fuck her on the roof if she wanted. He couldn't wait to feel himself in his own flesh and blood again.
She spun in his arms and began tugging down his wet trunks. He helped her and they pool around his ankles. Nikki reached behind her for the towel and then began briskly rubbing it on his crotch.
"The swim did shrivel you up," she said, looking up at him as she dried and excited him at the same time. Nikki pulled the towel away and threw it on the floor, going to her knees in front of him.
Jonas looked down to watch her take his cock in her mouth. The sight, like the day before, was electrifying. She began sucking him, gently squeezing his nuts, as he ran a hand through her damp hair.
"That's a good girl, Nikki....oh, yeah..it's getting hard for you," Jonas muttered down to her. His prick was plumping up quickly between her sliding lips. She took her mouth off him briefly, gave him a few jacks and then continued her sucking. Soon, he was as stiff as a hell.
Nikki stood up and turned back to the mirror. Looking at his reflection behind her, she grabbed the bows on the sides of her bottoms and undid them. She parted her legs a little and the panties fell to the floor.
Smiling devilishly, she bent over the counter.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an403162@anon.penet.fi (Chili Peeler) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1996 15:40:05 UTC Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 7A

Part 7A

"Take me like this, Dad!" Nikki said sensuously.
Jonas put his hands on her rear end and began to stroke the chilled, clammy skin as he looked at her face's reflection.
"You're cold," he observed to her.
"You'll have to warm me up," she countered, wiggling her tush at him. The whole scene was very stimulating, both in the location and her position. Doing it in the bathroom with the mirror; her mother would never have suggested such a thing.
Jonas moved his right hand down between her legs, sliding his fingertips into her matted down pubes surrounding her slit. He ruffled the hair up, sliding his hand way underneath to tease up the vee of hair above her sex as well. Then his fingers came back to play in the folds of her pussy and he found that area warm and ready.
"Mmmmm, Dad," Nikki purred, spreading her legs slightly wider. Jonas stuck two fingers in her pussyhole and fingerfucked her for a minute, watching the heat from between her legs show up on her young face in the mirror.
"You feel like you're ready, baby," Jonas said, drawing his fingers from her hot hole.
"Yeah, Dad, give it to me!" Nikki encouraged him.
Jonas took up his position behind his daughter's bottom and used his right hand to position his cockknob at her entrance. Finding it, he pressed it home. The head barged past her tight gateway and began its journey far up into her swampy interior. After a quick peek at his disappearing rod into her slit, he watched her face as he slid his fat cock up in her pussy again.
"Ooooh, Dad....I love it.....fill me!" Nikki crooned back at him in the mirror, some of her stringy damp hair falling over her face. She looked really turned on, like she was going to come very soon. It had been her idea to do it this way maybe it just had her hotter than usual.
Jonas bottomed out in her sweet pussy and held himself inside her a few seconds, feeling her walls massaging his buried pecker. He ran his hands on down her ass to grip her slender waist, enjoying the transition from soft baby fat ass to the firm muscle of her torso. He began fucking her with medium-hard strokes, pulling halfway out of her hot passage before sending it back into her welcoming cunt sheath, loosening it a little more.
"Aahh..Nikki, I love your pussy," he grunted over her little moans. He'd talked so familiarly with his daughter only once before, their first night he'd told her he wanted to suck his baby's pussy. He'd felt embarrassed after he had said it then. But now he felt no embarrassment. Nikki was his new lover and he was going to treat her like any woman that liked to hear hot talk during sex. The fact that she was his daughter was just going to make it better for both of them.
"Daddy loves to fuck your pussy, Nikki!" He saw her eyes open and look at his in the mirror as her upper body rocked on the counter top.
"Fucking with you...is the best," Nikki said between thrusts.
"Why is it the best?" Jonas wanted to hear his daughter confess to the obvious. They smiled at each other in the mirror as she formulated her reply.
"Because you're so big," she said.
"Because my dick is so big?" he prompted her. He shoved into her as far as she could and she made a little yipping noise.
"Yeaaahh," she sighed, rising to his bait, "you've got a nice big cock!"
"That's not why I'm the best...is it?"
"Oh, that's part of it!...believe me, it is!....because you're my father.... that's what makes me so wet!" She gave him a look of pure lust and he began fucking her harder.
"OH...OH....UHHH...uuuhh.. OH....uuhhhh....OHDAD...OOH!" Nikki began panting as he pounded her from behind. He could see her eyes watching him in the mirror, her mouth hanging open.
Then, she began coming, her pussy tightening around his prick as she threw her head back and shut her eyes.
"UUHHHHH....MMMMMM....OOHHHHH!"
Jonas stopped his thrusting and let his damp daughter work her way through her orgasm, massaging her straining back lovingly.
Soon, she was still and his hands slid back to feel her soft ass again. He watched his hands dig in to her pillow-like cheeks, watched him move them in and out, saw her little puckered anus above the sight of his wide member buried in her juicy cunt. Thoughts of whether his baby was a three-imput girl sprang into his head again.
He ran his forefinger down onto her pucker and it tensed at the contact. He began to slowly tease it with his finger, running his digit around the darker skin surrounding it. Looking up as she raised herself back onto her elbows, he saw her eyes looking at him in the mirror.
"You take it up the ass, Nikki?" he asked, again being more graphic than he had been on the past. He thought Nikki enjoyed it. She smiled.
"I have," Nikki admitted, "but only with smaller guys."
"I want to fuck you there," Jonas admitted, his cock throbbing in her puss at the thought of backdooring his cute daughter. He would leave it up to her, of course. If she didn't want to do it, he wasn't going to press the point.
"We can try...I'm not sure I'll be able to....we're definitely gonna need some lube," Nikki said, sweeping her damp hair away from her face.
'Yessssss!' he rejoiced to himself as he pulled his erection from her sated quim. Nikki straightened up and he kissed her before he went to the medicine cabinet. He took out a long-unused tube of K-Y jelly.
"Dad, let's move to the bed," she suggested. "I can stretch out for you."
He followed her to the bed where she gathered two pillows and lay on the bed with them under her hips, elevating her derriere. Jonas straddled the back of her thighs, opening the tube of K-Y as she looked over her shoulder at him.
"Be sure you use a lot," she coached him. Jonas welcomed the advise; he'd only fucked a woman this way a few times and they had been large women that had taken it rather easily.
He put a large glob on his right forefinger and smeared it on her asshole.
"Use your finger to work it in," Nikki said. Jonas worked his slippery digit into her anal opening, taking most of the glob of K-Y with it. He twisted his finger in her tight sphincter, rotating it as he tried to massage the jelly all around the inside. "Do that again," Nikki said and he pulled his finger out and repeated the process.
"How's that feel, Nikki?" he asked as he finished.
"I think that's enough...now stick in two fingers. I need to build up to you."
Jonas greased his forefinger and middle finger, pushed her right cheek wide with his left hand and stabbed them into her winking asshole. It felt so wild to watch her ass tissue pucker inward more as he fingerfucked her lubricated bung and to know that, in a few minutes, he'd have his dick inside her tightness if she could take it.
"That's it Dad...ooohh...now try three!" Jonas soon had three fingers deep in Nikki's asshole, loosening it nicely.
"O.K., I'm ready," Nikki announced. "K-Y yourself, too."
Jonas pulled his fingers out and saw her asshole stay fairly well open. He picked up the KY and began smearing it on his cockhead and then up and down the shaft, using plenty so he wouldn't have to stop for more.
He threw the K-Y tube beside her and his daughter reached back with both hands to pull her ass wide open for him. He leaned over her, positioning his dick over her greasy puckerhole.
"Go slow," she asked.
"Oh, I will. Tell me if I'm hurting you."
He slid his coated cockhead through the lightly scraping inside of her ass cheeks and pressed it against her puckered target. He let the weight of his hips push it downward, watched the area around her dirty hole bow inward and then it seemed to envelope him. As Nikki let out a groan, his cockhead disappeared in her poop chute and her sphincter seemed to nibble further up his shaft as her flesh expanded out to its original position.
"You O.K.?" he asked, holding still.
"Yeah, wait a minute....let me adjust," Nikki said. Jonas could feel her trying to relax her gripping sphincter, override its natural function. "All right...give me some more."
Jonas fed in another inch and watched K-Y form a ring around the outside of her sphincter as it scraped the jelly up. Nikki didn't sound any alarm so he kept pushing. Soon, he had four inches up her ass.
"Baby, you've got a tight ass!" he said, stroking the top hillocks of her girlish ass and her lower back. Her body was so smooth and supple. Nikki had the body of a teenager, delicate and slender and jiggling. He lowered himself further over her and kissed the back of her head.
"It feels so.......nasty," Nikki groaned. Jonas had to agree - it felt good and nasty. Early afternoon, laying on his damp sexy daughter, sticking his dick up her ass - yeah, it felt nasty. Then Nikki added, "I can take some more.....just take it slow."
"You're my little honey," Jonas muttered close to ear and pushed another inch down her tight backdoor. Nikki let her breath out when he stopped. He ran his right hand under her body and felt her right tit as he rested a minute, murmuring to her, "You, gorgeous girl.....I love this."
He pushed himself back up on straight arms and looked down at the sight of his hard manhood between her small, sexy buns. which looked almost pedophilic. The ring of excess K-Y had grown as he'd pushed further into her; he used a finger to wipe away the ring around the top of his shaft, so he could see her ass ring gripping him. He gave his cock a slow in and out motion, watching the way it pulled some of the inner lining of her ass out with it.
"O.K., Daddy....fuck it now...fuck my ass!" Nikki began a humping motion with her hips into the pillows, her soft legs pushing against the inside of his knees.
"Yeah, Nikki....let's fuck, baby." Jonas began thrusting counter to her movements, carefully, and soon they had a nice rhythm going where she was pushing her ass up and he was pushing his pud down into it. Jonas began to force more of his erection down into her asshole, his thrusting imperceptibly harder.
"AAaahhh....Jesus, Nikki!.....you are the hottest piece of ass!" Jonas panted as her snug shitter began to gobble him up. She'd been broken in and her tail began to welcome him rather than fight him. Nikki soon had more cock up her tush than she could take up her pussy, almost seven inches. Her downy ass cheeks filled the space between his thighs as he pumped her rump over and over.
"Oh, God, Daddy!" Nikki cried as her hands came back to hold his flexing hips. Her nails dug into his upper thighs as she arched her butt up at him, taking his forbidden buttfuck with ease. His flashing greased dick was making a squish sound over the light squeaking of the bed and their mutual panting.
Jonas leaned back over her, placing his hands on the back of her shoulders, pressing her into the bed. Nikki grunted at the extra weight that pinned her under him. Besides enjoying the feel of her skin under his hands, Jonas also imagined he was taking her without her consent in that position. She was pretty much helpless.
"Play with yourself, Nikki....finger yourself while I fuck your ass," Jonas almost ordered his hot daughter. Her right hand disappeared under her hips and he felt her fingers grazing his swinging balls as she diddled herself. "That's a good girl....," Jonas huffed as he began thrusting through her gripping sphincter faster, "....talk to me, Nikki."
"Remember powdering my little ass.....uuuhhh....when I was a baby?" Nikki began, "Now your big cock....is fucking it!" That really drove home how perverted the whole thing was. He hadn't raised her for this but he'd be damned if he was ever going to stop. He was going to fuck his horny daughter for years and years, until he couldn't get up any longer.
"Yeah, Nikki!.....Daddy's gonna come up your ass !" And he wasn't lying - he could feels his nuts getting ready to blow.
"Oh, I can't wait !.....shoot way up my rear !....give me that dick....that big, hard dick, Daddy !" Nikki was saying all the right things, feeding into his incestuous happiness.
"Uuhhhh....aaahhh.....get ready!....GET READY!....AAAGGGGHHH!"
Jonas let loose up his daughter's ass. He felt the first large burst of his cum leap out into the dark recesses of Nikki's bowels. He kept himself deep in her bottom, his cock twitching in her anus as following spasms emptied his nuts in a leisurely fashion.
"Mmmmm, Dad!....I feel this...heat...oh GOD!...OOOHH!...MMMMMM!" Jonas felt her cramp along his hunching member as her fingers and the feeling of his hot jizz being emptied up her ass got her off again. He hadn't been expecting it, as it came on her almost a minute after he'd started coming, but it was the perfect ending to their sordid deed.
Only then did Jonas realize that the curtains were wide open. He could look out and see the ocean's edge beyond the deck. As he watched, a couple strolled through his view. He wasn't concerned that they would see; the darker interior of the bedroom would hide their forms to those in the bright sunlight outside. But if someone had walked up the stairs from the beach........he didn't want to think about that.
Jonas moved his hands off Nikki's shoulders and sat up on his knees. He pulled his deflating ass-plower from her derriere, shivering at the heady sensation as he watched himself drag out some of his own watery cum. His cockknob cam out with a soft pop and dripped more cum down the crack of her well-fucked pooper.
Nikki raised herself up on her elbows, twisted her torso so she could look back at him and her elevated ass, and she ran the fingers of her right hand through the mess he'd left.
"That was nice, Dad....I was worried at first but it was as good as when you fuck me regularly," Nikki admitted, her fingers rimming her open anus lightly.
"So I can count on getting some more of that?" Jonas said slumping on his side.
"Mmmhmmm. And not just from me.....Tori likes her ass fucked, too."
"Jesus, I'd almost forgotten about her. How are you going to tell her about us?" Jonas was still worried about their secret spreading.
"I'll just tell her...I know it will excite her. She used to have this big crush on you, Dad."
"A crush is one thing...having sex is another. I don't want you pressing her into something she doesn't want to do."
"Dad, I bet she comes on to you," Nikki said as she carefully got of the bed and scooted toward the bathroom, a hand held between her ass cheeks.
'Look at my baby holding my sperm in her butt,' Jonas thought to himself. 'If Tori has improved her looks as much as she says, I'm gonna be a very busy man soon.'

Reply-To: an403162@anon.penet.fi Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 22:36:12 UTC Subject: NEW: The Swing Man - Part 7 (inc, anal, 3way)

Part 7

"Take me like this, Dad!" Nikki said sensuously.
Jonas put his hands on her rear end and began to stroke the chilled, clammy skin as he looked at her face's reflection.
"You're cold," he observed to her.
"You'll have to warm me up," she countered, wiggling her tush at him. The whole scene was very stimulating, both in the location and her position. Doing it in the bathroom with the mirror; her mother would never have suggested such a thing.
Jonas moved his right hand down between her legs, sliding his fingertips into her matted down pubes surrounding her slit. He ruffled the hair up, sliding his hand way underneath to tease up the vee of hair above her sex as well. Then his fingers came back to play in the folds of her pussy and he found that area warm and ready.
"Mmmmm, Dad," Nikki purred, spreading her legs slightly wider. Jonas stuck two fingers in her pussyhole and fingerfucked her for a minute, watching the heat from between her legs show up on her young face in the mirror.
"You feel like you're ready, baby," Jonas said, drawing his fingers from her hot hole.
"Yeah, Dad, give it to me!" Nikki encouraged him.
Jonas took up his position behind his daughter's bottom and used his right hand to position his cockknob at her entrance. Finding it, he pressed it home. The head barged past her tight gateway and began its journey far up into her swampy interior. After a quick peek at his disappearing rod into her slit, he watched her face as he slid his fat cock up in her pussy again.
"Ooooh, Dad....I love it.....fill me!" Nikki crooned back at him in the mirror, some of her stringy damp hair falling over her face. She looked really turned on, like she was going to come very soon. It had been her idea to do it this way maybe it just had her hotter than usual.
Jonas bottomed out in her sweet pussy and held himself inside her a few seconds, feeling her walls massaging his buried pecker. He ran his hands on down her ass to grip her slender waist, enjoying the transition from soft baby fat ass to the firm muscle of her torso. He began fucking her with medium-hard strokes, pulling halfway out of her hot passage before sending it back into her welcoming cunt sheath, loosening it a little more.
"Aahh..Nikki, I love your pussy," he grunted over her little moans. He'd talked so familiarly with his daughter only once before, their first night he'd told her he wanted to suck his baby's pussy. He'd felt embarrassed after he had said it then. But now he felt no embarrassment. Nikki was his new lover and he was going to treat her like any woman that liked to hear hot talk during sex. The fact that she was his daughter was just going to make it better for both of them.
"Daddy loves to fuck your pussy, Nikki!" He saw her eyes open and look at his in the mirror as her upper body rocked on the counter top.
"Fucking with you...is the best," Nikki said between thrusts.
"Why is it the best?" Jonas wanted to hear his daughter confess to the obvious. They smiled at each other in the mirror as she formulated her reply.
"Because you're so big," she said.
"Because my dick is so big?" he prompted her. He shoved into her as far as she could and she made a little yipping noise.
"Yeaaahh," she sighed, rising to his bait, "you've got a nice big cock!"
"That's not why I'm the best...is it?"
"Oh, that's part of it!...believe me, it is!....because you're my father.... that's what makes me so wet!" She gave him a look of pure lust and he began fucking her harder.
"OH...OH....UHHH...uuuhh.. OH....uuhhhh....OHDAD...OOH!" Nikki began panting as he pounded her from behind. He could see her eyes watching him in the mirror, her mouth hanging open.
Then, she began coming, her pussy tightening around his prick as she threw her head back and shut her eyes.
"UUHHHHH....MMMMMM....OOHHHHH!"
Jonas stopped his thrusting and let his damp daughter work her way through her orgasm, massaging her straining back lovingly.
Soon, she was still and his hands slid back to feel her soft ass again. He watched his hands dig in to her pillow-like cheeks, watched him move them in and out, saw her little puckered anus above the sight of his wide member buried in her juicy cunt. Thoughts of whether his baby was a three-imput girl sprang into his head again.
He ran his forefinger down onto her pucker and it tensed at the contact. He began to slowly tease it with his finger, running his digit around the darker skin surrounding it. Looking up as she raised herself back onto her elbows, he saw her eyes looking at him in the mirror.
"You take it up the ass, Nikki?" he asked, again being more graphic than he had been on the past. He thought Nikki enjoyed it. She smiled.
"I have," Nikki admitted, "but only with smaller guys."
"I want to fuck you there," Jonas admitted, his cock throbbing in her puss at the thought of backdooring his cute daughter. He would leave it up to her, of course. If she didn't want to do it, he wasn't going to press the point.
"We can try...I'm not sure I'll be able to....we're definitely gonna need some lube," Nikki said, sweeping her damp hair away from her face.
'Yessssss!' he rejoiced to himself as he pulled his erection from her sated quim. Nikki straightened up and he kissed her before he went to the medicine cabinet. He took out a long-unused tube of K-Y jelly.
"Dad, let's move to the bed," she suggested. "I can stretch out for you."
He followed her to the bed where she gathered two pillows and lay on the bed with them under her hips, elevating her derriere. Jonas straddled the back of her thighs, opening the tube of K-Y as she looked over her shoulder at him.
"Be sure you use a lot," she coached him. Jonas welcomed the advise; he'd only fucked a woman this way a few times and they had been large women that had taken it rather easily.
He put a large glob on his right forefinger and smeared it on her asshole.
"Use your finger to work it in," Nikki said. Jonas worked his slippery digit into her anal opening, taking most of the glob of K-Y with it. He twisted his finger in her tight sphincter, rotating it as he tried to massage the jelly all around the inside. "Do that again," Nikki said and he pulled his finger out and repeated the process.
"How's that feel, Nikki?" he asked as he finished.
"I think that's enough...now stick in two fingers. I need to build up to you."
Jonas greased his forefinger and middle finger, pushed her right cheek wide with his left hand and stabbed them into her winking asshole. It felt so wild to watch her ass tissue pucker inward more as he fingerfucked her lubricated bung and to know that, in a few minutes, he'd have his dick inside her tightness if she could take it.
"That's it Dad...ooohh...now try three!" Jonas soon had three fingers deep in Nikki's asshole, loosening it nicely.
"O.K., I'm ready," Nikki announced. "K-Y yourself, too."
Jonas pulled his fingers out and saw her asshole stay fairly well open. He picked up the KY and began smearing it on his cockhead and then up and down the shaft, using plenty so he wouldn't have to stop for more.
He threw the K-Y tube beside her and his daughter reached back with both hands to pull her ass wide open for him. He leaned over her, positioning his dick over her greasy puckerhole.
"Go slow," she asked.
"Oh, I will. Tell me if I'm hurting you."
He slid his coated cockhead through the lightly scraping inside of her ass cheeks and pressed it against her puckered target. He let the weight of his hips push it downward, watched the area around her dirty hole bow inward and then it seemed to envelope him. As Nikki let out a groan, his cockhead disappeared in her poop chute and her sphincter seemed to nibble further up his shaft as her flesh expanded out to its original position.
"You O.K.?" he asked, holding still.
"Yeah, wait a minute....let me adjust," Nikki said. Jonas could feel her trying to relax her gripping sphincter, override its natural function. "All right...give me some more."
Jonas fed in another inch and watched K-Y form a ring around the outside of her sphincter as it scraped the jelly up. Nikki didn't sound any alarm so he kept pushing. Soon, he had four inches up her ass.
"Baby, you've got a tight ass!" he said, stroking the top hillocks of her girlish ass and her lower back. Her body was so smooth and supple. Nikki had the body of a teenager, delicate and slender and jiggling. He lowered himself further over her and kissed the back of her head.
"It feels so.......nasty," Nikki groaned. Jonas had to agree - it felt good and nasty. Early afternoon, laying on his damp sexy daughter, sticking his dick up her ass - yeah, it felt nasty. Then Nikki added, "I can take some more.....just take it slow."
"You're my little honey," Jonas muttered close to ear and pushed another inch down her tight backdoor. Nikki let her breath out when he stopped. He ran his right hand under her body and felt her right tit as he rested a minute, murmuring to her, "You, gorgeous girl.....I love this."
He pushed himself back up on straight arms and looked down at the sight of his hard manhood between her small, sexy buns. which looked almost pedophilic. The ring of excess K-Y had grown as he'd pushed further into her; he used a finger to wipe away the ring around the top of his shaft, so he could see her ass ring gripping him. He gave his cock a slow in and out motion, watching the way it pulled some of the inner lining of her ass out with it.
"O.K., Daddy....fuck it now...fuck my ass!" Nikki began a humping motion with her hips into the pillows, her soft legs pushing against the inside of his knees.
"Yeah, Nikki....let's fuck, baby." Jonas began thrusting counter to her movements, carefully, and soon they had a nice rhythm going where she was pushing her ass up and he was pushing his pud down into it. Jonas began to force more of his erection down into her asshole, his thrusting imperceptibly harder.
"AAaahhh....Jesus, Nikki!.....you are the hottest piece of ass!" Jonas panted as her snug shitter began to gobble him up. She'd been broken in and her tail began to welcome him rather than fight him. Nikki soon had more cock up her tush than she could take up her pussy, almost seven inches. Her downy ass cheeks filled the space between his thighs as he pumped her rump over and over.
"Oh, God, Daddy!" Nikki cried as her hands came back to hold his flexing hips. Her nails dug into his upper thighs as she arched her butt up at him, taking his forbidden buttfuck with ease. His flashing greased dick was making a squish sound over the light squeaking of the bed and their mutual panting.
Jonas leaned back over her, placing his hands on the back of her shoulders, pressing her into the bed. Nikki grunted at the extra weight that pinned her under him. Besides enjoying the feel of her skin under his hands, Jonas also imagined he was taking her without her consent in that position. She was pretty much helpless.
"Play with yourself, Nikki....finger yourself while I fuck your ass," Jonas almost ordered his hot daughter. Her right hand disappeared under her hips and he felt her fingers grazing his swinging balls as she diddled herself. "That's a good girl....," Jonas huffed as he began thrusting through her gripping sphincter faster, "....talk to me, Nikki."
"Remember powdering my little ass.....uuuhhh....when I was a baby?" Nikki began, "Now your big cock....is fucking it!" That really drove home how perverted the whole thing was. He hadn't raised her for this but he'd be damned if he was ever going to stop. He was going to fuck his horny daughter for years and years, until he couldn't get up any longer.
"Yeah, Nikki!.....Daddy's gonna come up your ass !" And he wasn't lying - he could feels his nuts getting ready to blow.
"Oh, I can't wait !.....shoot way up my rear !....give me that dick....that big, hard dick, Daddy !" Nikki was saying all the right things, feeding into his incestuous happiness.
"Uuhhhh....aaahhh.....get ready!....GET READY!....AAAGGGGHHH!"
Jonas let loose up his daughter's ass. He felt the first large burst of his cum leap out into the dark recesses of Nikki's bowels. He kept himself deep in her bottom, his cock twitching in her anus as following spasms emptied his nuts in a leisurely fashion.
"Mmmmm, Dad!....I feel this...heat...oh GOD!...OOOHH!...MMMMMM!" Jonas felt her cramp along his hunching member as her fingers and the feeling of his hot jizz being emptied up her ass got her off again. He hadn't been expecting it, as it came on her almost a minute after he'd started coming, but it was the perfect ending to their sordid deed.
Only then did Jonas realize that the curtains were wide open. He could look out and see the ocean's edge beyond the deck. As he watched, a couple strolled through his view. He wasn't concerned that they would see; the darker interior of the bedroom would hide their forms to those in the bright sunlight outside. But if someone had walked up the stairs from the beach........he didn't want to think about that.
Jonas moved his hands off Nikki's shoulders and sat up on his knees. He pulled his deflating ass-plower from her derriere, shivering at the heady sensation as he watched himself drag out some of his own watery cum. His cockknob cam out with a soft pop and dripped more cum down the crack of her well-fucked pooper.
Nikki raised herself up on her elbows, twisted her torso so she could look back at him and her elevated ass, and she ran the fingers of her right hand through the mess he'd left.
"That was nice, Dad....I was worried at first but it was as good as when you fuck me regularly," Nikki admitted, her fingers rimming her open anus lightly.
"So I can count on getting some more of that?" Jonas said slumping on his side.
"Mmmhmmm. And not just from me.....Tori likes her ass fucked, too."
"Jesus, I'd almost forgotten about her. How are you going to tell her about us?" Jonas was still worried about their secret spreading.
"I'll just tell her...I know it will excite her. She used to have this big crush on you, Dad."
"A crush is one thing...having sex is another. I don't want you pressing her into something she doesn't want to do."
"Dad, I bet she comes on to you," Nikki said as she carefully got of the bed and scooted toward the bathroom, a hand held between her ass cheeks.
'Look at my baby holding my sperm in her butt,' Jonas thought to himself. 'If Tori has improved her looks as much as she says, I'm gonna be a very busy man soon.'

Nikki and he showered together - a very enjoyable experience. Rubbing her wet body revived him and he would have fucked her again but she told him to save some for Tori.
"You're going to tell her today?" Jonas said incredulously.
"Sure...you've got plenty of pop in your pecker, obviously," she said, rubbing her body against his crotch and then turning off the water. "I'll call her right now."
They dried off and she wrapped a towel around herself, going into the bedroom to use the phone by the bed. Jonas dried himself in the doorway and listened intently. He assumed his daughter was going to invite her over and tell her in person. Boy, was he surprised!
"Tori, hi ! .....I'm out at the beach house with Dad. I have something to tell you....ready? O.K., Dad and I have been having sex for the last couple of days, he knows about us, and I want you to come out and join us..O.K., see you later."
Jonas was shocked that she had spelled everything out in about 5 seconds and Tori was on her way.
"Nikki, what kind of a way is that to tell...Jesus!"
"Dad, relax! I told Tori last night.....sorry," she said sweetly.
Jonas realized he had been had. Even his daughter wasn't that brazen to just tell Tori like that; she'd obviously told her last night, going against his wishes. He felt himself wanting to get angry but then he thought, 'What the hell for?' Tori had obviously taken the news well and she was coming out to have sex with him!....correction with he and Nikki. Him and two post-teen girls rolling around in his bed. He could have worse problems. Life was a gamble so he'd just hope that Tori could keep it a secret.
"You mad at me?" Nikki said, walking toward him from the bed.
"No, everything's all right," he said. "Just make sure Tori doesn't tell...and remember that I don't have to sleep with her if I don't want to."
"You'll want, you'll want!" Nikki promised, going past him into the bathroom to comb out her hair.
He rummaged in his dresser for another pair of shorts to wear, chose a loose-fitting pair of linens and stepped into them. As he was buttoning them up, Nikki came from the bathroom naked.
"Let me have a shirt," she asked.
He gave her one of his T-shirts from the drawer and watched her put it on. The bottom of the shirt barely covered her tush but she seemed to like it just fine.
"Come on, I'll make you some lunch," she offered. "Tori won't be here until about 2:30."

Later, around 2:15, Nikki was feeling quite satisfied that things were going to be just fine when her friend arrived. She'd been very busy getting things ready.
First, she fed Dad and got him out on the deck to soak up some sun. She'd also hung her bikini on the railing outside to dry.
Then, she'd stripped of the sheets from his bed; they had seen two of their incest episodes and needed cleaning badly. She knew her parents had some special sheets, some nice white satin ones. She pulled them out of the top of the bedroom closet and put them on the bed. She couldn't wait to try them out with her father and her bi-lover.
'Wait until Dad lays eyes on Tori....I won't hear any of his escape clauses then!' She went back out on the deck, holding his T-shirt down in the ocean winds.
"She should be here any time now," she said sitting down in the chair beside him.
"It's going to feel weird," her father said.
"Nonsense, Daddy.....all you got to do is go along for the ride," Nikki assured him, rubbing his arm. "You can watch us if you want. We like to have someone watch us...we'd do almost anything you'd want to see. You don't even have to join us but I know Tori would like you to....she had a crush on you in the past and sleeping with you would sorta fulfill her fantasies."
She saw him give her the hint of a smile.
"Or we will both make you feel good at the same time." Her father smiled big time at that. "Oh, I think you'd like that!....Would you like us both to lick you?" She left the location a mystery but he chuckled.
"How did you turn out so bad?" he asked complimentary.
"Good genes," she said and gave him a quick kiss on the side of his face.
"So, we won't have to coax Tori into anything?....I assume she's as bad as you are." His hand rubbed her thigh as she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"She might act a little shy, just because you're my father, but I'll get her going....it would help if you would tell her she's sexy and you want to fuck her, stuff like that." He chuckled again and shook his head as if in bewilderment.
'Oh, what a poor man! Has to fuck two young girls against his will!' Nikki amusedly thought. He'd warmed up to fucking her, he'd certainly be up to it with her friend.
The sound of bells filtered out from the house.
"That must be her!" Nikki went to the front door and looked through the peephole since she was dressed rather skimpily. She opened the door when she saw it was Tori.
Tori had come dressed as they had discussed the night before - dressed to show off her attributes! Tori was wearing a white halter top with her cleavage spilling out and a pink mini-skirt that showed off the swell of her hips and a decent pair of legs.
"Hi, Nik." Tori said, taking off her sunglasses.
"Tori, you look great," Nikki said leaning on the door, waiting for her to come in.
"Can I come in?" Tori asked. She seemed a little nervous.
"Well, you're not going to get fucked out there!" Nikki joked. Tori made a face that said 'Boy, am I a jerk' and she walked in. Nikki closed the door and turned to Tori, who motioned her close.
"What did he say? Is he cool with me coming?" Tori whispered.
"He's a little nervous but, when he sees you in that outfit, he'll have you on his bed before the hour's out," Nikki promised in a regular tone of voice. "We both will."
"Where is he?" Tori said looking around the living room.
"He's outside. Come on out." She took Tori's hand
Nikki led Tori into the living room as her father came in from the deck. She saw him stop short when his eyes took in the sumptuous Tori.
"Dad, I don't think you've seen Tori for a while." Nikki said in way of introduction.
"Hi, Mr. Elliot," Tori said.
"Hi, Tori....you've certainly changed," he said slowly, "And might I add, for the better. You look lovely."
'Thataway, Dad!' Nikki thought, giving Tori's hand a squeeze as she saw Tori light up, her nervousness fading away.
"Can I get you a drink?" her father asked, slipping into the host mode.
"Yeah, Dad," Nikki chimed in, "A beer sounds good."
"Yeah, that would be fine," Tori added.
Her father went into the kitchen and Nikki steered the now excited Tori to the couch. She sat close to her girlfriend, putting her arm around her.
"Let's show him some leg, " Nikki whispered, pulling the edge of her skirt way up. "Now, when he comes back, let's be doing a little kissing....it'll turn him on."
"O.K.!" Tori whispered back.
Nikki leaned into Tori and began kissing her lips softly, letting her fingers begin to gently stroke the underside of her breasts. A moment later, she saw movement in her periphery and knew her father was standing in the doorway of the kitchen watching them. Tori saw it too, a few seconds later when she briefly opened her eyes. She broke their kiss and the two of them looked at her smiling father.

'God, look at them kiss.'
Jonas had come back with three bottles of Corona and there they were - necking on the couch like sweethearts. It was one thing for Nikki to tell him about her and Tori's lesbian tendencies but it was something else to watch their lips nibbling at each others.
What was it going to be like when they were both naked, nibbling other parts of each other and himself!
And Tori had really improved on her looks - she was a curvy little thing now. Gone was all that fat that she had hidden behind all the years he'd known her. She wasn't knockdown gorgeous like Nikki but she had something about her that said 'Climb on board'. Jonas certainly was - full steam ahead and damn the torpedoes!
The two girls must have seen him standing there. They stopped smooching and looked at him. Nikki's instructions rang in his ears. 'Tell her she's sexy and you want to fuck her, stuff like that.'
"I'm sorry, you two, I was watching for a minute there," he said smoothly as he went to them and handed them their beers. He sat down in the chair next to the couch, continuing on his theme, "Nikki, tells me she likes to be watched, though."
Jonas watched Tori turn to look at his smiling daughter and then she turned back to him, her top leg bobbing in front of her, her face sort of twitching.
"What's wrong, Tori?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Elliot," she sort of gushed, "it's just so strange sitting here with you two.....knowing why I came out here."
"Tori, if you don't want to be here...." Jonas began to give her an out.
"I didn't say that," Tori quickly cut in, "I want to be here...I'll get used to the idea....once things get going." Tori took a big draw of Corona.
"You'll love it, Tori," Nikki said, rubbing her friend's shoulder. "Dad is great in the sack."
"I still can't believe you two have....done it." Tori said breathlessly.
Jonas decided give it to her straight. He could almost see Nikki's eyes telling him to strike.
"Well, we have been....we've been fucking up a storm out here. And Nikki wants you to join us....I do too." Jonas was pleased to see Tori's face relax a little.
"So, you want Tori, Dad?" Nikki asked with a wink. Tori kept her eyes on his, waiting for his answer.
"Definitely," he answered, eyeing her nice tits.
"See, Tori," Nikki said standing up and walking past Tori's legs toward him. "I told you he'd be hot for you."
Nikki pulled her T-shirt over her head, spun naked in front of him and then sat down on his lap, facing a very interested Tori. Jonas's hands slid around to cup his daughter's lovely tits almost without thinking.
"I don't see any reason to waste any time," Nikki announced. "Come on, Tori.....show Dad your body."
Tori drank another long pull on the Corona and then stood up, placing the bottle on the table in front of the couch. She was the center of their attention.
"Take off your skirt first," Nikki directed her, leaning her head back on his left shoulder as she placed her hands over his.
Tori reached behind her and he saw her pulling down a zipper on the back of the short skirt. Then, she pushed the skirt off her hips and it pooled around her sandals. Underneath she was wearing a white thong which didn't leave much to the imagination.
Tori looked like she was blushing; a perfectly normal reaction to stripping in front of someone she'd had a crush on and his naked daughter as well.
"Now, turn around for us," Nikki continued.
Tori spun slowly to give Jonas a nice view of her round buttocks. Her ass was much fuller than Nikki's was and Jonas began to hardened under his own daughter's squirming tush as he thought about Nikki telling him Tori was into anal sex as well.
Tori looked back at them over her shoulder. Jonas could see the excitement on the young girl's face.
"You've got a great ass," Jonas said.
"Thanks, Mr. Elliot!" Tori gushed. Jonas began to slowly move his left hand down Nikki's reclining body and Tori slow spun until she was facing them again, her eyes on his hand the whole way.
"Now, show him your tits," Nikki said hotly. He could see that Tori was going sans bra today; her stiffening nipples were now much more apparent. Tori hooked her fingers under the stretchy material of her halter and quickly pulled the halter over her head. Her great full hooters were pulled upward with the act and Jonas could tell they were all natural by the way they sloshed back into place.
Jonas's hand rode into Nikki's dark muff and Nikki spread her legs wider in anticipation of his fingers finding their mark. Tori stood before them, pulling at her thimble-sized nipples, as his fingers pulled Nikki's cunt folds open and he worked his middle finger into the center of her exposed pink tissue.
"Ahhhhh," Nikki sighed, raising her head from his shoulder to look down her body and then up at her hovering friend.
Jonas wasn't sure whether there was some silent communication but Tori made an excited motion with her hands and fell to her needs between both their legs, her hands falling on Nikki's thighs. Jonas saw the top of Tori's head fall lower and Nikki let out a strangled cry as he felt Tori's lips and tongue all over the stroking fingers of his left hand.
'It didn't take Tori long to heat up!' Jonas thought, wrapping his left hand further around his daughter's deeply breathing torso and pulling her a little to his right so he could look down her body.
His dick threatened to catapult Nikki off his lap when he saw Tori's mouth mashed on his daughter's open pussy cleft, her cute nose pressed into Nikki's forest of pubes.
"Oohhhhh...oohhhh......yessss!" Nikki groaned as the two of them worked on her splayed erogenous zone.
"Eat her, Tori!" Jonas urged their blonde partner. He saw her eyes look up at him and she seemed to double her efforts. Jonas could feel her slippery tongue whipping between his fingers, going up and down Nikki's cunt lining. He moved his fingers higher and worked on Nikki's little clit, sending her into a higher octave.
"OOOOHHH....OMIGOD.....MMMMMMMM!" she vocalized her unrestrained joy at the way her fantasy was coming true.
Jonas watched Tori lift her wet lips from Nikki's pussy, move her small hands to open his daughter's furry sex crease and then dive back in with her tongue.
"OH YEAH....stick that tongue in me!..aaaaaAAAAAHH!" Nikki arched her back and Jonas held her excited body in place, his right forearm squishing her young tits while his left hand flattened itself on her lower belly. Nikki's hands reached down to hold Tori's head as she thrust her lap in her friend's face.
Jonas just sat there, holding his daughter in his lap as Tori tongued her pussy and her soft ass ground down on his painfully hard erection through his shorts. Nikki could only hold out another minute and a half before she was swept away in a delicious orgasm.
"AAAAAAAHH...MMMMHHHHMMM....AAAAGAGGGHH!" Nikki's shrieked as she flooded Tori's tongue with spoonfuls of cunt oil, her head tossing back and forth on his shoulder. Jonas could her Tori sucking and humming down below.
Jonas watched Tori finish off his daughter's climax, her mouth munching on Nikki's shuddering twat as she looked up at him. Tori's eyes were wild looking, like she was hyped up on some drug or something.
'Oh, I'm going to enjoy repaying Tori for pleasing my daughter.... she's not going to know what hit her!' Jonas swore to himself.

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