Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2007 10:48:57 -0800 (PST)
From: Wendi Darling <sweetwendi61704@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Camber's and Me - Part 3 - Happy Father's Day
'The Camber's and Me- Part 3 - Happy Father's Day' {Wendi} ( real best inc
anal disc cd tg MM MF MG G-solo F-solo M^M F^M G^M M-dog F-dog ) [3!3]
For the next few weeks, not only did Ashley and Brittany sneak away,
as usual, on Chris, their Dad, to have sex with 'Big' Ashley, the dogs, and
me, but, so, now, did their mother. I had, thoroughly, indoctrinated Cami
in the delights of sucking off dogs and mating with them, and having
incestuous sex with her daughters. We, all, tried to think of ways to
entice Chris to join us in our debauchery.
"Why don't you suggest, to your hubby, that you have a barbecue on
Father's Day," I told Cami. "You can say that you're going to invite
Ashley and me."
"That's a good idea," she replied, "but how are you ever going to
convince him to join us in an orgy?"
"You leave that to me," I said. "And my Ashley."
"What are you planning?" she asked.
"I was thinking that you tell Chris that you want to have the barbecue
in the early afternoon, like just after 12:00. Then say that we can all
goof around in your pool. I'll come dressed in my male attire, since that
what Chris knows me as, and Ashley will dress as a sexy woman, like she
always does. You'll start flirting with me and Ashley will flirt with
Chris. We'll have him hot-to-trot in no time, at all."
"You think?" said Cami.
"I know!" said I.
For future clarity, whenever the two Ashley's were together, I decided
to dub Ashley Camber, 'Lil Ash,' and my trannie live-in, Ashley, 'Big Ash.'
Come the morning of Father's Day, Big Ash and I finalized our plan.
It was, actually, rather simple. I would slip him a dose of Cialis, when
the time was right, and Big Ash and I would, also, take one, just to make
sure that we would be able to 'perform.' His libido would take over, from
then on
I put on a tight-fitting athletic bra to keep my small but pert
breasts, at bay, and donned a loose-fitting Hawaiian shirt to hide the bra
and, further, conceal my boobs. A loose-fitting pair of summer-weight
slacks, which hid my shaven, hairless legs, and sandals, completed my
outfit. I didn't worry about my arms. A lot of men don't have hair on
them. My hair was in its, usual, ponytail. I kept jewelry to a minimum.
I had a sterling silver St. Jude medal and chain around my neck, and I wore
a sterling silver oval-cut opal on my left pinkie and a sterling silver
rectangular-cut topaz on my right ring finger. I had a sterling silver
bracelet on my left ankle and a brass chain wound tree times around my
right one.
Big Ash looked like the sexpot that 'she' was. She had, hardly, any
facial hair, as well as no body hair, so she didn't need to wear as much
cover make-up, as do most transsexuals, including me. She wore a cropped
low-cut pink T-shirt with 'SWEET' and 'SOUR' emblazoned in green lettering
over each breast. She wore no bra, so you could make out her nipples
through the cotton material.
Around her ass and loins, she wore low-rider short-short cutoff jeans.
Under them, she donned a black leather 'concealment' thong to minimize and
bulge of her rather large 'clitty.' The shiny gold ring, which pierced her
navel, added, just, the perfect touch to her bare midriff. She decided to
go barefoot. She had hot pink polish on her finger and toenails.
She wore a couple of chains around her neck and gold and silver bangle
bracelets on her wrists. Ankle bracelets and a myriad of rings on her
fingers and toes completed her outfit. It was, just, the right amount of
jewelry for a 'woman' like Big Ash.
At noon, we walked over, two houses, to the Camber's, anxious to enjoy
something to eat and drink, and to spend the afternoon in unabashed sexual
perversion. Chris was, already, getting things going on the grill, and
daughters, Lil Ash and Brittany, were splashing around in the pool.
The pool wasn't one in which that you could, actually, swim. It was
more like an over-sized wading pool. It was eight or ten feet in diameter
and about 3 1/2 feet deep and took up about one-half of the patio, which
was secluded behind a privacy fence. It was a cozy sex spa, and could,
easily, accommodate the six of us, clothed or unclothed. I had seen the
girls cavorting naked in it, before, with some of their hottie girlfriends.
Both were dressed in the skimpiest and flimsiest of bikinis. I told
Cami to take the girls and go out and shop for some really sexy suits.
This would help to get their dad 'going.' I got a big hardon, just,
watching them. I've never been able to figure out why a scantily clad man
or youngster gives me a bigger instant boner than a, totally, naked one
does.
Cami sported a new suit, too. It was a one-piece, but what a
one-piece, it was! It was a low-cut black Lycra job. The leg holes were
cut, almost, up to the arm holes, and there was, only, a small sliver of
material, in front, covering her quite-discernable cunt, and a ribbon of it
running up the crack of her tight ass. The sight of her affected me in,
quite, the same way as the sight of her two young daughters did.
I wondered how Big Ash was making out with her bound up cock. She
has, practically, the same sexual tastes and preferences as I do.
Chris sported tan cargo shorts and a loose-fitting summer-weight shirt
that was totally unbuttoned. One could see the curly blond hairs on his
well-developed chest and taut tummy. Yummy, yummy!
Big Ash was, already, doing her part. She sidled up, close, next to
Chris, while he was grilling the ribs and chicken, and began to work her
'feminine' wiles on him. She was, really, getting into it. Soon, Chris
would be, too, and that was a fact. She hovered around him, like a whore
in heat, and brushed, seductively, against him, every chance that she
could. I sat down on a lounge chair and Cami sat on my lap, and began to
do her part in helping to get Chris aroused. I, of course, took it 'like a
man.' I caressed her thighs and partially exposed bottom, while she ran
her fingers through my hair and played with my crotch.
"Don't you think that we should cool it, a bit, with the girls
around?" said Chris.
"Oh, c'mon, now, hon," replied Cami. "They know what life is all
about!"
"Why don't you make all of us some of your delicious Manhattans?" Cami
said to me, with a sly wink.
"Why, certainly," I said, as we got up, and she walked me toward the
house.
We walked, arm in arm, through the patio doors and on into the
kitchen. Cami had taken the time to ensure that all the fixings were
there, including the Everclear grain alcohol.
"Oh, God!" exclaimed Cami. "I can hardly wait!"
"Patience, beautiful, patience," I told her. "All good things C-U-M
to those who wait. I'll make regular strength drinks for you and me and
Big Ash and a 95-percenter for Chris. How about a couple of half-strength
ones for the girls? They might need a courage bolsterer when their Daddy
decides to have sex with them, and I can promise you that he will."
"That's cool," said Cami. I know that Ashley drinks, but Brittany
might get sick."
"Not a chance," I replied. "I've given pop, fortified with Everclear,
to both of your daughters, before. It, always, loosens them up, frees them
of inhibitions, and makes them willing participants in any kind of sex."
I decided not to give Chris his dose of Cialis, until later, when Big
Ash and I would take ours. I didn't know how long of an effect that it
would have on him, and I wanted to make sure that he stayed hard or, at
least, ready, for a long time.
Cami and I brought out the drinks, followed by Lil Ash and Brit with
the potato salad and cole slaw. I didn't know which looked more
delectable, delicious and tempting, the girls or the side salads.
Outside, Big Ash and Chris were having a great ol' time, and they
brought the ribs, chicken, and corn-on-the-cob on over to the picnic table.
Chris sat on one side of the table with Brittany and Big Ash on either
side of him. I sat across from Chris, Cami sat across from Big Ash, and
Lil Ash sat next to me and across from her sister. The two lithe and
lovely teenage sisters giggled and exchanged knowing smiles and winks all
through the meal.
The meal was, just, scrumptious, and all three females looked that
way, too. As a matter of fact, the lone man and the two he-shes didn't
look too bad, either.
"This Manhattan tastes a little strong, to me," said Chris. "Maybe,
it's, just, because I, usually, drink beer and am not used to hard liquor."
Everyone smiled at each other, knowingly.
"It's not strong, honey," said Cami to her husband. It's the way that
I, always, have them. Ed makes them, perfectly. Even your daughters like
them."
There wasn't much to clean up after the lovely repast, since Cami had
the foresight to use paper plates and napkins, and plastic cutlery. All
were tossed into the garbage container, along with any food scraps.
I went inside to make another round of cocktails, only this time, I
dissolved a dose of Cialis in Chris', Big Ash's, and my drinks. I brought
them out and we all sat down to enjoy the afternoon sun. The 'party' was
about to commence.
As prearranged, Cami said, "Let's get a picture of us all."
Chris went in to get his digital camera and tripod, and set it up to,
automatically, take our picture. We put Chris in the center of the park
bench with his legs spread and with Brit sitting on one knee and Lil Ash
sitting on the other. Both snuggled up to their Dad and put their arms
around his neck and rubbed their barely covered boobies against him.
Big Ash sat on one side of him with an arm around his waist and Cami
sat on the other side with one of her arms around her husband. I sat on
the ground, between his legs, the back of my head resting against his
crotch.
Cami had had Chris set the camera to take the picture in five minutes,
so we could all get posed, cozy and comfortably. The two 'Lolita's' kept
on rubbing against their Dad and I kept rubbing the back of my head against
the upper insides of his thighs and his 'family jewels.'
I felt his cock get hard and poke the nape of my neck. He was, just,
about, 'there!' The camera gave us a 15-second indicator light and we all
grinned into the lens. 'Flash' went the camera.
After we untangled ourselves, Brittany came up to me and whispered, "I
think Dad's ready!"
"I know he is, sweetheart," I whispered to Chris' youngest. "I could
feel his big hardon jabbing me in the neck!"
I noticed that everyone's drink was almost gone, so I went back in to
make us all, including the girls, another round of normal strength
Manhattans.
When I returned, with the fresh libations, I noticed that Big Ash had
sidled up against Chris, again, and was rubbing her hand up and down his
inner thigh and brushing against his, now, very noticeable bulge.
I sat down on the bench, about an arm's length away from Chris, and
Cami sat on the ground, between my legs. She ran one of her hands under my
pants leg, caressing my hairless calf.
In no time, at all, Big Ash had, deftly, unzipped the fly of Chris'
shorts. What she pulled out of them took my breath away! It was a
beautifully shaped, cut cock, about 7 or 71/2 inches long, with a
rose-colored head. Big Ash's lovely 'clit' was, perhaps, a half-inch
longer.
I don't know if it was, only, because of the hot weather, or if Chris,
normally, didn't wear undershorts, but he wore nothing, underneath, that
day. He didn't seem to mind nor be the least embarrassed. Evidently, the
Cialis had enhanced his libido and the alcohol had stripped him of his
inhibitions. That was for what we had all been hoping.
Big Ash began stroking that piece of meat, and, before long, was down
on her knees in front of it.
Cami took her cue from my live-in trannie lover, and got on her knees,
between my spread legs. She unzipped my fly and pulled out my rather short
member (compared to Chris' and Big Ash's, anyway). Mine's, only, about 6
inches long, but it's a 'fatty.' She began massaging my meat as fast as
Ash was massaging Chris'.
"Oh, God," moaned Chris. "I can't believe this is happening!"
Just then, the two teenage nymphets appeared ... TOPLESS!
"Oh, no," cried Chris, "not them, too!"
"Why leave them out of the fun?" I gasped at Chris. "Aren't we ALL
here to PARTAY?"
"But why them?" Chris gasped back. "They're, only, in their early
teens and they're my daughters!"
"And what daughters, they are!" I told him between moans. "They're
WOMEN! And they KNOW how to suck and fuck and have fun!"
With that, the two girls loosened and dropped the bottoms of their
bikinis.
"We thought that you could use some encouragement, Dad," said Lil Ash.
"Yeah, we know you, always, wanted to see us naked," said Brit. "Now,
you have your chance and MORE!"
Their dad shook his head and moaned.
Big Ash wrapped her lips around the head of Chris' dick, and his
protests stopped. He succumbed to the ministrations of Big Ash's lips and
tongue. I know how good THAT feels!
She had brought out his nuts and was kneading them with both hands,
while her head bobbed up and down on his cock. Ash was, just, loving it,
but, then, she, ALWAYS, likes to suck on a good 'salami.'
Cami kept up her marvelous sucking of my tool. She took it all in,
including the set of cock rings at it's base. Not to be outdone by her
counterpart, who was sucking off her husband, she brought my out my balls
and their silvery set of stretcher rings. Chris stared at my genital
jewelry.
Cami took her cue from Big Ash, and they, simultaneously, tickled,
squeezed and massaged Chris' and my sacks, while they bobbed up and down on
our, respective, ramrods.
I tried to keep from cumming until I could see that Chris was read to
shoot his wad. I thought that it'd be super hot to fill the mouths of both
of our suckers, at the same time. It wasn't easy, though. My swollen
gonads were about to burst!
Meanwhile, Lil Ash and Brittany had gone into the house to get the
dildos that I had given to them, and masturbated and fucked themselves,
while standing spread-legged, directly in front of us. From the somewhat
astonished look on Chris' face, I could tell that he couldn't believe that
this was happening.
"Oh, God!" cried Chris, as his whole body shuddered, and, then,
stiffened. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Get ready, Cami," I said to his lovely slutty wife. "I'm ready to
unload, too." and Chris and I, simultaneously, shot our wads into the
waiting mouths of our sexy 'receptacles.'
Chris and I may have been a little exhausted from the blowjobs that we
were, just, given, but his cock and my 'clitty' weren't. They stood out as
proud as ever!
"Ashley has a surprise for you, Chris," said Cami. "Show 'im,
Ashley!"
Big Ash stood up and pulled the T-shirt over her head. Her pert and
perky 36B's stood right out - their nipples hard and pointy.
Then, 'she' unzipped and unbuttoned her shorts and let them slide,
sensuously, down off her hips and down her lovely legs to the ground.
She stood before Chris, in, only, her leather thong and the jewelry
that she wore.
"Well, what's the surprise?" asked Chris. "I've seen naked women,
before."
Upon hearing that, Ash hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her
mini covering and slid it down to her thighs. As was to be expected, her
big and totally hard 'clitty' sprung out and up.
Chris' eyes grew to the size of saucers.
"She's a.. a.. a he-she!" he stammered. "A fucking queer!"
"I bet you were never sucked off by a trannie, before," I laughed.
"How was it?"
"That's disgusting!" said Chris.
"Was what your wife was doing to me disgusting, too?" I asked.
"No," replied Chris. "Cam's a woman and you're a man!"
"Close, but no cigar," I said to him.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Show 'im!" cried Brittany, excitedly.
"No time like the present, I guess," I said, as I stood up.
I kicked off my sandals, and unbuckled and unbuttoned my slacks and
let them fall to the ground. I stood, there, naked, for all practical
purposes, from the waist on down, with my silver-decorated cock and balls
thrusting out in front.
"Well, so what?" said Chris. "So he's wearing cock rings and ball
stretchers."
I unbuttoned the shirt that I was wearing and let it fall to the
ground.
"What the fuck's with that?" asked Chris, when he saw my athletic bra.
"It was to hide these," I said, as I reached behind me to undo the
clasp.
I slid the bra off of my shoulders and my 36A titties came into view.
"You're one of those, too, Ed?" said Chris, incredulously.
"I guess I am," I said, "but, please, call me 'Wendi' when we're
playing, in private, like this. Big Ash does, and so does your wife and
daughters."
"I think we all need another drink," interjected Cami, as she,
miraculously, appeared with a tray full of freshly-made Manhattans.
"I made the girls' half-strength and Chris' with the Everclear," she
whispered in my ear. My husband needs to lose more of his inhibitions."
She handed Chris his drink and he gulped it down. The rest of us,
including the two teens, sipped on ours.
With the help of Lil Ash and Brittany, Big Ash managed to remove
Chris' unbuttoned shirt. Then, the two daughters unbuttoned their dad's
pants and slid them off his hips and down his legs to his ankles. He
looked like an Adonis, standing there, with his red hot poker pointing
skyward and his blond head and body hair glistening in the summer sun.
Brittany reached out and grabbed her dad's beautiful cock and squeezed
it.
"I, always, wanted to feel how your cock felt, Dad," she said, as she
stroked it.
"Ohhhhh," moaned Chris. "I, always, hoped and dreamed that you or Ash
would jack me off, one day."
"Brit and I will jack you off anytime you want, Pop," said Lil Ash,
"and you can fuck us, any time you want, too."
"He'll have to do something else, first," I said, "if he wants to
stick his thing into you, girls."
"What's that?" they, both, asked.
"Your dad has to service me and Big Ash," I replied, as I sat, back
down, on the bench and spread my legs. C'mon, Chrissie-poo, honey. Get
down on your hands and knees in front of me."
"You think I'm gonna suck your cock?" Chris said.
"You, most certainly, are, darling," I told him, "if you ever want to
have sex with your daughters."
"I'm no queer!" stated Chris, emphatically, "and I'm not sucking any
queer's dick an THAT'S FINAL!"
"We're, all, a little queer, dear," I said, winking and looking over
at Big Ash.
"The, only, thing that's final," said Big Ash, "is that you're going
to suck on Wendi's boner and like it. C'mon, girls. Help me with your
dad."
Lil Ash and Brit needed no further prompting, and, in no time, they
had the naked Chris on his hands and knees between my splayed and
outstretched legs, his lips, just, inches away from my bobbing and
throbbing 'clitty.' The girls held onto their dear dad, who, by this time,
was a little too inebriated to put up much of a fight. Big Ash held his
nose, and when he opened his mouth, in order to breathe, I leaned forward
and shoved my former manhood past his lips. He, still, wouldn't 'suckle'
me, so Cami started to beat him across his ass with a switch, seeing that
she, also, included his balls beneath his legs. This little bit of
discipline did the trick, as he began munching on me.
I could see that he was 'straight' and had never given anyone a
blowjob, before.
"Remember how Big Ash sucked you off and do the same thing to me," I
told our new conquest.
The dual effect of the Cialis and the 190-proof alcohol was having the
desired result. Chris was sucking on my pole and was really getting into
it. He was taking it all into his, once virgin, mouth. That wasn't all
that difficult because I have but a mere 6-incher. It is quite fat,
though, and I could see that his jaw muscles were straining. He acted like
he was starting to enjoy it!
Cami, intuitively, knew what was to come next, and while her daughters
held onto their dad, she lubed up Big Ash's beauty with a liberal amount of
body lotion from squeeze bottle that she produced. With Chris, thoroughly
absorbed in the duties as his new role as a cocksucker, Ash spread his
cheeks and his wife squirted some of the lotion up her husband's cherry
asshole. He started, as the cool liquid shot up into his bowels, but the
girls held on and he didn't seem to 'miss a lick.'
Now, Cami spread her husband's cheeks and Big Ash's boner found Chris'
rosebud. With one shove, the purple head disappeared inside Chris.
Another thrust and Ash was in, up to the hilt. Ash and I had Chris
impaled, lewdly, between us. Cami and the girls cheered Big Ash and me and
their husband (and father) on.
Chris was, really, getting it on, now. He gobbled, greedily, at my
groin, while having his rear end ravished by my live-in trannie lover. He
rotated his hips, voluntarily or involuntarily, and shoved his ass out to
meet every single one of Ash's inward thrusts. He, very nearly, pulled
himself off of my fat 6-incher. Ash pounded his ass and I fucked his face.
"Are you ready?" Ash gasped at me, after several more minutes of
serious ass-mating with Chris.
"Anytime you are," I gasped back.
"NOW!" she yelled.
With that, we, both, picked up our tempo and ferocity, and pounded
Chris from both ends. Simultaneously, we pumped our testicles into Chris'
mouth and ass until they held no more cum. We were empty and Chris was
full up! Ash pulled out of Chris and her cum shot out of his ass. She
collapsed on the ground. Chris slid his mouth off of my member and
collapsed next to her. I, almost, passed out on the bench from exhaustion.
Not surprisingly, due to the Cialis and the eroticism, we were, all,
still hard. Lil Ash and Brittany sat cross-legged (and naked), watching
the trio of hardons that were in front of them. Cami had shed her bathing
suit and was, now, sitting in a lawn chair, facing the scene, with a big
dildo shoved up her blond cunt.
It took our still-aroused three-some about fifteen minutes to regain
our senses. Big Ash and I got to our feet and helped Chris onto the bench.
He was, still, pretty damn woozy from the alcohol, but his cock was as hard
as ever. Big Ash sat on one side of him, for support, and I sat on the
other. I motioned to Lil Ash and she sat down, next to me.
"I think your father's dick is ready for you," I half-whispered to
her. "Get up on his lap and slide onto him."
Facing her dad, his elder daughter straddled his legs and eased her
young, wet, hot pussy onto his hard red prick.
"Oooooh, aaaaah, aaaaaaaaah!" uttered Ashley.
"Oh, God in heaven!" groaned her dad.
With her arms under her dad's armpits and her hands, securely, holding
onto the back of the bench on which we were sitting, Ashley maneuvered
herself into some sort of a squatting position on her dad's lap and began
to slide her cunt up and down his rod.
Chris responded by reaching behind Ashley, grabbing her by the cheeks
of her ass, and assisted her pumping motion. It appeared that he was
masturbating and using his daughter's love hole as a receptacle. Back and
forth and up and down, they rocked.
While this incestuous duet was busy with their own 'song of love,'
younger daughter, Brittany jacked, sucked, and fucked my 'clitty,' while
her mother took care of Big Ash, in like manner. We, all, ended up,
simultaneously, fucking, exactly, the same way, on the same bench.
Big Ash and I held back and watched for a sign that Chris was about to
unload into Lil Ash. It wasn't very long in coming, and was, quite, easy
to read. His face became flushed and he began to work his daughter, harder
and harder, on his dick.
We took the cue from the father/daughter fuck team, and did the same
thing with our, respective 'cum buckets.' Faster and harder, we drove into
Lil Ash's and Cami's cunts.
Chris cried out some guttural sound and stiffened, and, then, all
three of us shot our loads of hot white cum up into the vaginas of the
three women.
From the way that Chris was pumping his nuts into his 16-year-old
daughter, it was a darned good thing that she was on the pill. He would
have, certainly, fathered his own granddaughter. That's for sure! It's
good thing that all three females were on them. Although, I had been
sterile for as long as I can remember, and, therefore, couldn't, possibly,
get Cami pregnant, Big Ash, still, had viable sperm, but I knew that he/she
didn't want a child by 14-year-old Brittany, or by anyone else, for that
matter.
Cami and her two daughters sat on our dicks in that ridiculous
crouching position with their arms around our necks until we, all,
recovered. The sated sighs and moans and groans sounded more like the
aftermath of a disaster than the finish of a triple sex-duo bout.
The three ramrods must have given each of the three vaginas a super
cum douching because all three of their cunts were leaking like faulty
faucets.
Big Ash and I were kind of pooped, by now, but Chris, being a good 14
years younger that either of us, was, still hot to trot.
"Treat your dad to your asshole," I told Brittany.
"That's a god idea, Wendi," she replied.
She got down on all fours on the grass in an area hidden by the
privacy and wiggled her tight cute butt at her dad.
"It's up to you, now, Pop," she said to her dad.
"Wait, sweethearts," said Cami.
Cami lubed up Chris' cock with the lotion and squirted some up her
daughter's anus and in her ass crack. Chris got down on his knees behind
Brittany and mounted his younger daughter.
"I don't want to do this, sweetie," he said to Brittany, "but I can't
help myself."
"I think you've wanted to do this for a long time, Pop," replied
Brittany, "but you were too scared. I've wanted you to make love to me,
too. Go ahead. It's okay. I can take it and I like it a lot! Wendi and
Prince have been fucking me in my bottom for a long time, now."
With that, Chris prodded his poker in his daughter's ass and slid it
past her little pink rosebud and up into her bowels.
"Ooooooooooh, oh, God, Pa," she sighed, as he shoved into her.
"Did I hurt you, hon?" he asked.
"Oh, no, Pop," she said. "It feels soooooooooo gooooooooood!"
Brit must have used her rectal muscles to squeeze his cock because he
groaned out.
"Oh, yeah," he moaned. "Oh, God, YEAH!"
He had his hands around his younger daughter's hips and, now, moved in
and out of her asshole. She reciprocated by rotating her pelvis and
buttocks and shot her ass out to meet his loins, each and every time that
he thrust into her. To and fro, they rocked: father and daughter.
Meanwhile, not to be outdone, Cami and Lil Ash played with Big Ash's and my
'clitties' and balls. We would have, dearly, love to plug the mother's and
daughter's asses, but we were, absolutely, exhausted, even though our
'clits' didn't appear to be so. Our nuts, however, were, totally, drained.
The four of us watched Chris and Brittany in the throes of their
furious fuckfest. Dad was pounding daughter and daughter was loving it. I
don't remember seeing anyone enjoy fucking someone's ass that much, unless
it was my Uncle Owen fucking mine, when I was a kid. I remember the
satisfied look on his face when he fucked me while I lay on my back for
him.
"Oh, shit!" cried Brittany. "I'm going to have an orgasm! Shoot it
into me, now, Pop!"
Chris rammed into her like a stallion on his mare and started pumping,
still, another load of cum. He groaned as he let it gush into his younger
daughter. From the looks of his 'mating,' I assumed that he, completely,
filled her colon and intestines. She screamed and yelled and bucked while
experiencing orgasm after orgasm. Together, they fell to the ground on
their sides, with Chris' cock, firmly, implanted in Brittany's rectum. She
was, finally, able to extricate herself, and when she got up, her dad's cum
came out of her cunt, in torrents. She ran over to the garden hose in
order to douche out her bowels.
Amazingly, Chris was, still, as hard as ever. That Cialis really did
a number on him. He was ready to go, again.
I told the girls to go and get my German Shepherds, Prince and
Princess. They were back in a flash with the two dogs.
"It's time for husband and wife to service brother and sister," I
said.
"It's about time," said Big Ash.
"You're gonna fuck Princess," I said to Chris, "while Prince fucks
your wife."
"I'm not going to fuck your dog," said Chris. "I don't fuck animals!"
"You'll fuck her if you ever want to get rid of that hardon of yours,"
I told him.
"Girls, help your dad get hooked up with Princess," I said. "You know
how to do it. Both of you have seen me fuck her, before."
Lil Ash brought Princess over in font of her dad, who was back on his
knees, and held onto her while Brittany grabbed her father's cock and
guided it under the dog's asshole into it's cunt.
Big Ash, meanwhile, positioned Cami on her hands and knees so that she
and Chris could see one other engaging in heterosexual bestiality. Prince
needed no instructions and, readily, mounted Cami, his red rod at the
ready.
While Chris slid into Princess, Prince thrust himself into Cami's
cunt. Chris moaned; Cami groaned; Prince panted and Princess whimpered.
Chris performed his reluctant duty and humped Princess, while Prince, his
cock, already, leaking cum, found his target and mated with Cami, who was,
more than eager, for doggie cock. The two human/animal duos were
fornicating to beat the band. All four of them were, entirely, engrossed
in and absorbed with their acts of bestiality.
Chris watched Cami getting fucked by Prince while Cami watched her
hubby fucking Prince's sister, Princess. This eroticism, really, turned
husband and wife on, and it wasn't, exactly, lost on their two daughters or
on Big Ash and me. We watched until we could, no longer, take it. Lil Ash
sat next to me on the bench and began playing with and fondling my balls
and newly resurrected 'clitty,' and then she leaned over and began to suck
on them. Right next to us, Big Ash put Brittany on her hands and knees on
the bench, with her ass at the end, and inserted her big 'clit' into the
youngster's cunt. That was the first time that Big Ash got to fuck the
14-year-old.
After several minutes Chris let loose with another load of cum, this
time into Princess. I couldn't begin to ascertain how he was managing to
build up all that cum. He must not have been fucking Cami or jerking off.
Prince, finally, finished mating with Cami and he knotted her, good, to
make sure that she would have his pups. Seeing this, I blew my wad down
Lil Ash's throat, causing her to choke a bit, and Big Ash dumped a load up
into Brittany's cunt. Everyone, including Chris, laughed while Prince
dragged Cami over under a bush to lie with him as his bitch. It took about
ten minutes before Prince's knot shrunk enough to allow Cami to pull free.
"You sure looked funny being dragged all over by your pussy," said
Chris.
"You're gonna look even funnier," I said to Chris.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked.
"I mean that you have to become Prince's bitch just like your wife and
the rest of us have, already, done," I replied. "Get 'im, gang!"
We grabbed Chris around this front end and forced him to his hands and
knees, leaving his ass, fully, exposed.
"Here, Prince," I called to my dog. "UP! MATE!"
Hearing those two commands, Prince was all over Chris' ass, in a
flash. He knew, just, what to do after fucking asses, innumerable times,
and impaled Chris on the first try.
"Oh, my God!" cried Chris.
"It's no use, praying," said Big Ash. "Just let Prince do his thing
and enjoy it."
Prince began humping Chris and, soon, Chris responded. His hips
started to move in sync with Prince's lunges and his ass did a lewd hula.
From the look of ecstasy on his face, anyone who wasn't stone blind could
see that he was, thoroughly, enjoying it. I saw Prince's knot begin to
grow into its, usual, lemon size.
"Should I let your dad get knotted?" I asked the two daughters.
"Fuck, yes, Wendi!" shrieked Brittany. "He's gotta become a true
bitch, like the rest of us."
"Ditto for me!" yelled Lil Ash.
"How about you, two?" I said to Cami and Big Ash.
"Oh, definitely," said Cami.
"You, already, know what my answer is," said Big Ash, as she winked at
me.
"We're all in agreement, then," I said. "Go to it, Prince!"
Prince kept humping Chris' rear, pouring his cum into it. Then, he
forced his swollen knot past Chris' sphincter and lodged it securely and
snugly up his asshole.
Chris screamed like a little girl.
"Well, he's Prince's bitch, now," said Big Ash.
"Yeah, let him go, now, guys," I said.
Prince flipped one leg over Chris and, again, headed for the bush
where he had lain with Cami. Chris had no choice but to follow him by
scuttling along backwards on all fours like some giant crab. It was either
that or risk having his anus torn out.
This time, it was everybody's turn to laugh at Chris, and laugh, we
did, especially, Chris' family. Chris lay next to Prince for 15 minutes,
and, then we heard a pop and a plop and Chris was free. He started to get
up.
"Whoa," I said. "You're not finished, yet. You have to lick his
balls, knot, and cock clean."
Chris was, totally, submissive, now. He was a complete bitch. He put
his head between Prince's hind legs, and, greedily, licked and sucked every
bit of dog cum and his own body fluids that remained on the canine.
While he was doing that, Princess came over and licked and lapped up
all the juices that were leaking out of Chris' ass and down his inner
thighs. It was, now, about three hours since our love handles, first, got
hard, and they, slowly, began to go soft. Thank God for Cialis! Everyone
took his or her turn at the garden hose, washing off all the cum off of
their bodies and, carefully, douching out his or her, respective, cunt
and/or asshole. We, then, all climbed into the pool and frolicked with and
fondled each other's breasts and genitals. The females went into the house
to prepare something for an evening repast. We had several kinds of salads
and grilled some hot dogs, brats, and burgers.
For the following month, not only were Cami, Lil Ash, and Brittany
frequent visitors at my house, but so was Chris. In fact, he came over,
every day, and stayed the better part of the weekends, sometimes spending
an entire night in bed with Big Ash and me. He was hooked on sucking cock
and getting his ass fucked.
He was, now, as queer as a $3 bill. He never fucked his wife,
anymore, but he did turn into an incestuous pedophile in regard to his two
daughters.
At the end of August, the Camber's moved to a much, much larger house
about a mile away and put their old house on the market. While waiting for
the house to sell, they are, still, frequent visitors to Big Ash's and my
abode, and we, along with Prince and Princess, have spent many weekends at
theirs. They want me to sell my house and, then, move in with them, along
with Big Ash and the dogs.
Ashley and I have talked about it, but as of yet, haven't made a
decision. The concept does have definite pluses. It was a Happy Father's
Day, indeed!
Please, feel free to e-mail me with your comments: Wendi at
sweetwendi61704@yahoo.com