Message-ID: <24703asstr$961089010@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "Phil Phantom" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.00.2615.200 X-Original-Message-ID: NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2000 06:35:24 PDT Subject: {ASSM} Families That Pray Together (a Dandy Don story) Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2000 13:10:10 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, newsman Families that Pray Together By: Dandy Don HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com The oddest thing was happening with our German Shepherd, Rex. He kept disappearing from a secure yard, then re-appearing. Someone was letting him out and bringing him back, but who? Why? I laid in hiding, determined to find out. That someone was our neighbor's sixteen-year-old daughter, Jo Ann, taking him from our yard and into her garage through the side entrance when no one was home. I had to get in that garage to see if my suspicions were correct, though they seemed ludicrous, absurd. A babe like Jo Ann doesn't need to cavort with a dumb mutt, but if she was, I had to see it. The door was locked. I figured it might be, but it was a lock I could foil with a credit card and a screw driver to pry away some of the molding strip. I hurriedly got what I needed and returned. I had to be very quiet which meant working slow when I was in a great hurry. I mean, how long does sex with a dog take? Is there foreplay? If there is, does it take long? Do you get undressed for it? I didn't honestly expect to see copulation. That was too far out of the realm of possibility to seriously consider, not with a girl who looked like Jo Ann, not with her upbringing. She might be jacking him off, lucky dog. If that lucky dog was in there getting a blowjob off of Jo Ann Conley, I'd shoot the mutt. No mutt should have those luscious lips on his cock and live to brag about it. He might be licking her pussy. There was the possibility I 'd see pussy, maybe a glimpse, but I'd kill for a glimpse. The girl drove me nuts. She had legs that swore there was a fantastic pussy at the top. And those tits, those firm, bulging tits, fuck. She had tits that appeared to be under pressure. I had to see those tits of hers. Maybe she was naked. Maybe I'd see her ass. Oh god, what a fucking ass. The girl could bend over to straighten-out a towel and make me cum in my shorts. There was nothing on that girl that wasn't first class, grade A, prime teenage girl meat. I watched that girl mature into a stone fox babe. She used to play with my thirteen-year-old daughter, but they drifted apart after Jo Ann entered high school. The differences in their ages were just too great to sustain a close friendship. They were still friends, but just waved to each other, each going their separate ways. She used to hang at our house, use our pool, sun bathe on our deck, use my shower, piss in my toilet. She has been naked in my house. I never got to see her naked, but just knowing she was gave me hardons. My daughter got to see Jo Ann naked and I pumped her for details. I was pathetic. She said so. That was when Jo Ann was thirteen and my Christen was ten. I guess I was pathetic at that. Christen always thought I was a pathetic pervert just because I'd slip into the shower with her and wouldn't leave or let her leave. We'd be in there sometimes long after all the hot water ran out. I'd get her nice and clean, especially between her legs with my soapy dick. I didn't fuck her. I fucked her inner thighs and rubbed her pussy raw. She'd try to make me cum by squeezing her thighs. I'm sure that felt good to her, too, but she'd never give me the satisfaction of knowing. On the other hand, she never ratted on me or lobbied to get a better lock for the door, a Daddy-proof lock, or take her showers only when her mom was home. She likes to feel victimized. I don' t mind victimizing her. She's no Jo Ann, but she's not bad. She has titties, now, something to play with while I use her luscious little body to get my rocks off, but I'm no child molester. I digress. I'm trying to get at Jo Ann, and I'm getting somewhere, finally. I can now get the credit card through and trip the lock. The door opened. I eased it open very carefully, eased inside, eased it closed, listened, then moved toward the sound of panting and grunts. Sounded like copulation to me. I rounded a pile a boxes and shit my pants. She was naked, on all fours, with Rex on her back humping away - FUCK CHRIST ALMIGHTY! COPULATION! That sight literally took my breath away and made my legs weak. I never saw anything like that in my life - Beauty and the Beast - the sexual mismatch of the century. Then again, it was fuck a dog or go without. Her parents were the biggest pricks - fucking Jesus freaks - church three nights a week and twice on Sundays. The poor kid couldn't do shit, had no dating life, no car, the prettiest girl in school with a bod that wouldn't quit, all going to waste on Jesus. That had to be rough. It was a crime to keep stuff like that out of circulation. It was a sin to waste pussy like that. Rex didn't waste any. He noticed me right away, looked over, and seemed to go, "If you came to get me, I ain't going. Whip me, beat me, you ain't getting my dick out of this bitch unless you shoot me." He could see I didn't have a gun. Right after that, Jo Ann noticed me and shrieked. You would think she saw Jesus. She tried to get up, but was held in a canine death grip. I said, "Don't get up, Jo Ann. Relax. I won't tell anyone. I swear. I just want to watch. I think this is beautiful. You're beautiful. You and Rex together are beautiful. Please...relax...enjoy. I'll just take a seat and be quiet like a little mouse. Don't pay any attention to me. Go back to what you were doing. I'm just a mouse, a blind mouse, no arms, no legs, just like a box or a bike or basketball, just something else in the garage. I'm not a horny dog or a man with a hard dick, I promise." My cute words didn't seem to help any, but she wasn't going anywhere until Rex finished with her anyway. She had to ride it out while trying to hide her tits from me. She didn't buy that blind mouse bullshit. I opened a folding chair and sat facing them in profile to me. I sat at her hip so that I could peer around and see the dick working her pussy. I was right, that was goddess pussy. Pussy like that is never on a wife. My wife would love pussy like that. I'm serious. She has a female lover. I'm cool with that. Christen knows. She 's been on dates, spends time with them, sees them making out. They go about nude in front of her. They make out nude in front of her. They flaunt their lesbian love in front of her, but I doubt she actually sees any pussy eating. She wouldn't tell me if she did, but there is one cool thing about me, and that is that I accept my wife's female lover. Christen thinks that's cool, and she thinks her mother is cool for having a female lover, super cool for bringing her to our house, way cool when she puts me on the couch. I'm way cool for giving up the bed. I see much of the same shit Christen sees, but I've never seen any actual pussy eating. We see a lot of wet faces and wet crotches, but never how they got that way. They like flaunting the evidence of their misconduct, but they won't let us watch. I'm sure Christen wants to see that as badly as I do, but I digress. I'm checking out Jo Ann's pussy which Jan, my wife, and Darlene, her lover, would go ga ga over, and Christen has seen and probably did go ga ga over. Christen has to be a pussy lover for her to pass up fucking my dick as often as she does. Lord knows I try to get it up her pussy enough. That's the only pussy I ever had that can clench its lips. That pussy can bite. I got in her ass a few times, but she's a slippery little shit when she gets a dick up her ass. Anyway, Rex had the knot stuffed in her and her pussy looked like it was sucking on his dick. Sometimes, that big lump popped out. When that happened, he humped hard to stuff it back in. That made her grunt. The mutt had a dick like a skinned snake that swallowed an apple. He was a hung mutt, but she took him, knot and all. I ran my hand running over her bare flank. I had to feel that soft skin. That was ultra soft skin. She didn't say anything, so my hand traveled around her tawny leg toward her crotch. She still didn't say anything, so I went on to the crotch and felt her stuffed pussy. I felt her clit. I toyed with her clit. I rubbed her clit. She has a great clit, but what sex goddess doesn't. I felt all over, even probing her asshole. I felt Rex's cock through her asshole. That was neat. She never said anything, so I figured I could feel some tit, too. She had her tits covered with one arm while holding herself up with another. I slid my flat hand up her underside and wedged in under her hand that was over her left tit. I took possession of that tit, much more than a man's handful, and solid, nice hard nipples. She gave up protecting them and supported herself on both arms, leaving her hanging tits to me. I went back and forth, having a ball, still while playing with her pussy. I got on my knees to make things easier on myself. I made things better for her after she made the adjustment to being felt up while being dog fucked. She had managed to hold her passions in check after noticing me, but was now back to moving, moaning, and taking a fuck like a good bitch. I felt like I was helping. If asked, I was sure she'd say she didn't mind, but I wasn't about to ask. I'm good on a clit. Even Christen will admit that. If I confine my activities to rubbing her clit, I can do that anytime anywhere. She'll lie on my lap and purr like a kitten. I'm not a child molester when I do that. I'm her daddy and she loves her daddy. I don't think that kid ever masturbates or goes a day without an orgasm or two, but will she suck my dick - fuck no - little bitch. But I digress. I had Jo Ann thrusting back like a bitch in heat, grinding her cunt on that mutt. I said, "Come on girl, grind that pussy. Fuck that doggie good. Now you're being a good bitch. Yeah, he likes that. We're going to cum together. I'm waiting for him. Work with me, girl. Hang in there." My words were getting to her. She responded to my words. She did work with me. I worked her clit just enough to hold her at the edge. She worked her pussy to try to get Rex off. He humped, she hunched, I rubbed. We were all working together so she and Rex could cum together. This was great, I mean this was fucking great. I said, "You're doing good, Jo Ann. Work that pussy, girl. Yeah, suck that dick, chew on his cock with your cunt, baby. Make him cum. Suck his balls dry with that hungry bitch pussy of yours. He's packing a load for you. I can tell. He's going to flood your womb with puppy juice. It's a good thing you can't have puppies or you'd be in deep shit." She moaned loud on hearing this, moaned loud and doubled her efforts. I said, "Yeah, you want a cunt full of puppy juice. We'll get you a cunt full. Damn you have great tits, Jo Ann. I wish you were a real bitch with tits like these. You'd have ten in two rows from your neck to your pussy. I'd give you all the belly rubs you could ever want. You could nurse ten horny sailors and I'd charge them a hundred bucks a piece to nurse on you. We'd make a killing, Jo Ann. We could put one on your pussy and charge him a thousand." That did the trick. Rex slammed in and kept jerking in place, pumping that bitch full of puppy juice. Though he was pressed against my hand, I could still wail on her clit. She exploded then rode a long orgasm on fingers of fury. I make Christen piss when I do my fingers of fury, but hell, we're in the shower. I often piss on her. I don't do fingers of fury when she's lying on my lap. I watched Jo Ann closely to see when I needed to ease off. She slowly collapsed her upper body to the floor as I tapered off to a gentle massage, then a petting stroke. I took my hand off her tit and gave her bitch ass an atta-girl pat, then withdrew my other hand and returned to my chair. She had her head facing away from me. Her butt was in the air. Rex was now on all fours standing over her, his spent dick still in her. There we sat for five or six minutes. I'm sure she was hoping I'd leave, but I wasn't going anywhere. We were a team, she just didn't know it. No way could she tell me that what we did together wasn't better than what she and Rex did alone - no way. For one, he can't talk. Rex finally eased out and wandered off. I had to see that pussy and leaned around. She couldn't see me checking it out, but she knew I was and said, "Please don't." I ignored that and looked right up her cunt. I scooted my chair around and played doctor. He sure fucked it up. That wasn't a pussy, it was a tunnel of lust. Cum was dripping off her clit. It was still a great cunt to look at, nice ass, cute butthole. The patient looked fucked. The patient needed a mop shoved up her twat. Poor thing was dying of shame and begged, "Please go away. Haven't you seen enough?" "Jo Ann, I can never see enough of you, sweetheart. I have never seen you look more beautiful." "Please, I'm filthy. I know what you're looking at. That is not beautiful, it's disgusting and gross." "I see beauty. I'm sorry, Jo Ann, but I find this terribly erotic and beautiful. You may feel filthy and defiled, but I'm not your parents. I'm that dirty old man next door that gets a hardon every time you get near me. I don't look down on this one bit. I look into it. I approve. I think you make an excellent bitch for my dog, and I don't mean that as an insult or a put-down. I've seen it with my own eyes. You are an excellent bitch. Are you going to tell me you're not?" "Not after what you saw." "Sweetheart, I didn't just see, I was a part of it. We were a team. You can' t tell me I didn't make this better for you. Be honest with me, Jo Ann. Didn 't I make it better for you?" "Well...yes, but it's still very embarrassing. Talking about it like this is humiliating and embarrassing. Can I go take a shower, get dressed, then come over to your house and discuss this with you. I'd like to work something out with you. We could do this again if you want, but I don't want to talk about it now, like this." "No, I'd rather you stay as you are so I can help you get over your embarrassment, and this should not be humiliating." "You're not a girl. This position is very humiliating for a girl and I just had sex with a dog." "No you didn't. You fucked a dog like a bitch in heat." "Is this supposed to help me get over my embarrassment. If it is, it's not working." "Work with me, Jo Ann. Did you fuck a dog like a bitch in heat?" "You know I did." "Do you think Rex enjoys fucking you?" "He wouldn't if he didn't." "You're a good bitch, aren't you?" "I don't like thinking of myself that way and I wish you'd stop calling me that. Look, if you want to help me over my embarrassment, then tell me this isn't wrong, or immoral, or sinful, that I am not a bad person for doing it. Convince me that you honestly find sex between a human and an animal to be a thing of beauty, then convince me that what you're staring at is beautiful, because I'm not convinced. What I am is embarrassed and deeply humiliated. I feel filthy and vulgar. What I am is a very bad and sinful person. That's how I feel." "See, therein lies the problem. You don't see yourself as a bitch. That's why you feel embarrassment and humiliation. A bitch doesn't feel those things. A bitch will fuck in the street. A bitch will fuck in a crowd. A real bitch knows no shame. My dog deserves a real bitch, not just a good bitch. Rex deserves a real good bitch. Face the fact, Jo Ann, you are a bitch unless you intend to give up fucking dogs. Tell me you're not a bitch and I'll put a pad lock on the gate. Tell me you are a bitch and you can come over and fuck Rex any time you like. I'll give you a key to the house. Well..." "All right, I'm a bitch." "Are you going to be a good bitch for Rex?" "Yes." "Will you be a real good bitch for Rex." "I want to be, yes." "We're making progress. Does it bother you that I'm staring at your bitch pussy." "No, not anymore." "Honestly? You're not just saying that to humor me?" "No, I like having you look at my pussy. You staring at my pussy in this position is turning me on. I could have rolled over and sat on it. This turned me on from the very beginning after Rex went away and you looked. I love showing you my bitch pussy. I think you really do like looking at it." "Looking at your bitch pussy is making my dick hard." "I know you want to fuck me, but I don't want to do that. You could get me pregnant. Rex can't. Even if you wear a condom or pull out to cum, I still don't want to. It wouldn't be right. You're married and I'm not married to you. I may be a bitch, but I'm not a slut. I've never done anything with a human. Honest, and Rex is the only dog I've done." "I understand. I won't try, but would you mind if I jack off?" "No. If you want to." "I do want to. Can I cum on your ass?" "If you'd like." "I have always admired your ass. I never dreamed it was this good or that I' d see it like this." "Are you jacking off, now?" "Yes." "Can I see?" "Sure, I'm not bashful, but keep that ass where it is." She got up on stiff arms and looked back along her right side. I gave her a good view. She looked impressed, or she liked seeing a man jack off. I said, "Next to Rex, this isn't very impressive, is it?" "It's different. Yours is fat where Rex is pointy. Would you believe I have never seen an erect dick in the flesh, not a human one." "With your parents, yes, I believe it. If you were my daughter you'd have seen one." "Has Christen seen yours?" "She never told you about us showering together?" "No...you take showers together...for real?" "Yes, and I fuck her inner thighs while she clamps her legs together." "You do!...she does! How long has this been going on?" "Eight years. I used to have to hold her up. Now, I just squat down a bit." "Wow...she never told me." "It's not something she's proud of. It's something she tolerates. She has never tried to get it stopped. I was hoping she had told you so I could find out how she really feels." "I think she likes it. If she didn't, she'd stop it. I'd sure like it. I'll do that with you if you'd like." "I'd love that. We can be shower buddies. Jan won't mind. She's all wrapped up in her lesbian lover. Christen will think it's cool. She'd probably want to shower with us. Would you mind if Christen joined us?" "No, I don't mind. So, Jan has a lesbian lover. Is it that Darlene chick?" "Yeah. Jan is bisexual, but she's in a pussy cycle right now. Pussy is all she thinks about. Darlene practically lives at our house, now. She strips on entering and dresses when she leaves. The first thing she does is get Jan's clothes off her, then keeps them off. They'd love to have you wandering about the house naked with them. I dare say Christen wouldn't mind that either. I have always wondered, did you two ever do anything sexual?" "No, not really, but I always wondered about her. She took a big interest in my pussy, always there when I had to get undressed, or wanting to play dress-up, which with her meant constantly changing panties which she assisted with. I doubt she'd mind one bit. Does she go naked, too?" "Rarely, but that's mostly because she knows I want her naked. I think she does when I'm not around." "Yeah, she'd be like that, but she's not doing it to be mean to you. She wants to keep your interest up, and your dick up, and keep you heading for the showers." "I like to think so. It's working." "So, I could walk around naked at your house. Are you sure about that?" "I'm positive. Who would object. You could fuck Rex. We'd all like to see that, too." "Are you serious?" "I'm positive. I could run it by Jan just to be sure, but she loves a good doggie fuck flick almost as much as a lesbian suck flick, and her favorite features three lesbians and three dogs out camping. She likes nature fuck flicks - the great outdoors, pussy and dog dicks - throw in a horse with a big-titted horse sucker, she'll masturbate in public." "Wow. Well, I would like to do Rex with you again. That really was something else. You did make it lots better. I love the things you do to me. I love the things you say to me. We have trouble cumming together because we can't communicate. Rex doesn't understand a fucking word of English. That's what I 'm after. That's what I love. You made it easy. With you, we could cum together every time, and we'll get better at it. I'll be a real good bitch for you and Rex from now on. I promise. I want to cum like that again, and again, and again, and again. Are you about to cum?" "YES!" "Squirt some on my pussy...Oh yes...more...more on my pussy...in my pussy...oh god...put your cock in my pussy!" I was balls-deep in that bitch in nothing flat and pumped three good squirts inside. I gave her a good fast fucking while I still had a dick to fuck with. It was good, but following Rex made me feel less than a man. She was a bit hollow, but I got to fuck Jo Ann. She seemed to enjoy it. She stood there on all fours with her head hanging, like she was a hair away from orgasm and missed. Too bad. I said, "I did a very bad thing, Jo Ann." "I asked for it. I should have asked for it earlier. It's dumb to fuck a dog but not a human. Besides, I am a slut, I just haven't had the opportunity to prove it to anybody without a tail." "Well, you proved it to me, but there is that little matter of babies." "I know, but you didn't squirt much sperm and there is all that dog sperm in there. Maybe they'll fight. When we're in the shower, you can fuck my pussy, just cum in my ass, okay." "Now, that's what I call a shower buddy." "Yeah, well I was never thinking of letting you get away with fucking my thighs anyway. I couldn't take that. I'd get it in a hole somewhere." "Jo Ann, I think you and I are going to make a great team." "I do too. I sure like having your cock in me. That part that's fat where Rex isn't is right where I want it - deep. I guess we humans are built for each other, huh?" "Feels right to me. Feels fantastic to me. If you don't mind, I'll leave it in and let it soak." "I don't mind. Make yourself right at home in my pussy - any time, anywhere at your house. Remember, I'm a slut. If you forget, I'll remind you. I'm used to coming to your house to get dick." "Say, how do you feel about thrilling three lesbians?" "I can't say I haven't thought about it. I like those three, Jan especially. I wouldn't mind getting it on with her, at least to try it. I think she's very sexy." "Can I pass that along? I'm sure she'd love to give you the intro lesson, although Darlene is a pro." "I guess. Sure, why not. I'd eat Jan's pussy. Are you going to tell her about me and Rex?" "I'd like to. If you're going to be a real good bitch, you should at least be shameless about it in my house." "I'd like to be. I thought about what you said, about how a real bitch is shameless. I'm a good bitch, but I'd like to be a better bitch, a real bitch. I'd like to fuck a dog in front of a group of people and not feel any shame. I want to do it in front of people who want to see a dog fuck a girl. I'd like to do it in front of a lot of people, like in the street, or on my front lawn, or better yet, at a church picnic. That's where I'd really like to do it, naked, on my back, doing two, one in my pussy and one in my mouth....Bill, your dick is getting hard." "Yes, I noticed." "Fuck me. Fuck me and cum in my pussy." I was already fucking her, and said, "Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure, and when you fuck me in the shower, or wherever you fuck me, you can cum anywhere you want. I don't care if I get pregnant. I want to get pregnant. I want to tell my folks I'm pregnant. Maybe then, they'll stop treating me like a child." "Well, sweetheart, I have no problem with getting you pregnant as long as you won't tell anyone who got you that way." "I won't. I swear. And there's something else I swear. I swear I want you to tell my folks that you caught me fucking your dog, but not until after they find out I'm pregnant, and I want you to have pictures, lots of pictures. You haven't seen me suck his cock. I can get my lips half way around his knot with his cock tip in my stomach. That's a picture. They'll shit when they see me with a dog dick in my mouth." I came. I pumped that silly bitch full of cum. Actually, she wasn't that silly. That was probably the wake-up her folks needed if it didn't kill them. I sure would enjoy going through the pictures with them, watching them shit time and time again until they were no longer full of shit. We needed lots of pictures, and one with blacks lined up outside that side garage door. We'd see how they really felt about abortion. I was so thrilled that Jo Ann Conley, THE Jo Ann Conley, wanted me to totally fuck-up her life for her. A decent man would have sat her down and advised her to go along with the program until she became eighteen, keeping her sex life hidden. She should not be a slut. She should not get pregnant, and all things in moderation, especially sex with animals, which should never be turned into a public spectacle. Evidently, deep down, I am not a decent man because I did not do the decent thing. I put even more bad ideas in her impressionable pretty little head, like making lesbian mutt-fuck videos and letting those circulate through the congregation until they circulated to Mommy and Daddy. Damn near made her cum with that one. She swore she'd learn to like pussy. She wasn't going to try pussy, she wanted to go to Pussy University to get a degree in cunt sucking - good old PU. Perhaps Christen is right about me. Fuck it. While it lasted, me and Jo Ann were a team with a mission - to totally expose her for the mutt-fucking cunt-sucking slut she is - or would be. Praise the Lord! I would have loved to stay and play with Jo Ann all day, but I had to get back to the office. When I arrived home, Jan, Darlene, and Christen would be there. Jo Ann would be getting ready for Wednesday services. She thought she could stop by after the service, around eight and stay for at least an hour. I promised to have the lesbians ready for her. She said, "Great. Throw me to the lesbians." I didn't see any problem with that plan. This could not have happened at a better time. Jan was heavy into a good pussy cycle with a real dyke. Darlene even looked the part with her close-cropped hair and stern face, but she was a good looking dyke - thin, built, sexy legs, a fine bald pussy with a gold ring through the clit and a tattoo of a butterfly over the area where pubic hair normally grows. The butterfly is centered over the mound with the tapering, multi-colored wings going down the lips, the clit making up the butterfly's thorax, quite stunning. I usually see that butterfly sopping wet. Jan has been through several pussy cycles during our marriage, but this one with Darlene was different in several respects. She was the first dyke. The others were bisexuals like Jan. Darlene is also nasty and vulgar. The others weren't. Darlene likes to flaunt the relationship; the others all tried to hide it. We never saw her with the others, and Christen didn't know her mother had female lovers until Darlene came along. Darlene seemed intent on winning Christen over to the Saphic Legions by showing her the fun and joy of the lifestyle. I often wondered how far that went. Darlene seemed the type that would want to bring Christen into a threesome. Jan was never the type to allow that in the past, but Darlene had a way with Jan. I never see Jan telling Darlene what she can or can't do. Darlene pretty much does as she pleases. I get along with Darlene because I know my place and have surrendered my wife to her completely. Darlene likes that. Jan likes that, and Christen loves it. They like having me around. My being nearby doesn't inhibit anything. If anything, if I'm nearby, they'll start making out and playing with pussy that's aimed at me. They know I want to fuck that butterfly. They know I miss my wife and would love a piece of her fine ass for old time's sake. And Christen knows I need her. She has become quite the little flirt and tease since Darlene came along three weeks ago. Our showers used to be a weekly event. They are now a daily event and with Jan home. If Jan and Darlene go off to the bedroom, we know we have a good hour. Christen will slip on something sexy or come up to me in the nude and tell me she's going to take a shower and not to bother her. That's as good as an invitation, and when I arrive, it's clear she's expecting me. She has been much friendly in the shower, too. She'll face me, play with my cock, and let me eat her from front or rear. She'll even let me suck on her titties. We each get off several times. The shower sex is great. We are almost at the point where we don't need to play games. I think Jo Ann coming into the picture will end the games. This was happening at a perfect time for that, too. Best of all, Jan was in a mood for dirty nasty sex, for living a sex video. Darlene came with a sex video library that we all watched, and these were some nasty sex videos. They had Jan and Christen looking at Rex differently. A good video would send Jan and Darlene to the bedroom and me and Christen to the shower. I was sure Jan, in her current frame of mind, would not berate me for not doing the proper thing with Jo Ann. She had once been like a second mother to Jo Ann, but I could now see her wanting to see Jo Ann make a fuck flick that would ruin the kid, not to be mean or cruel, but for sexual thrills. Jan lived for them. Darlene brought them. Darlene would know how to handle Jo Ann. Jan would go along. I'd be praised for bringing the lamb. Jan also detested the Conleys. They were hypocrites and fools. Jan had one affair with Marge Conley; another with Bart Conley a little later. Yes, she has male and female affairs and usually hunts close to home. She knew the Conley's intimately, but was good about keeping their secrets. She wouldn't even tell me the things she knew. I only knew that they were two of the biggest hypocrites she ever met, and the major point of contention with both was the way they ran Jo Ann's life - that and forcing religion down her throat, a religion she didn't believe in. Evidently, Marge and Bart didn't believe in it either, but that was the family church, their society, the foundation of their standing in the community, horseshit, horseshit, horseshit. Jan finally gave up on them and stopped giving them pussy. At the time, they were sharing it together. I had a feeling Jan would love helping Jo Ann the way Jo Ann wanted help. I entered the house eager to find out and walked in on a staged event designed to shock the piss out of me. Darlene sat in my easy chair with her legs draped over the arms, Christen sitting on one of the arms, Jan on her knees with her head between Darlene's legs. They were all naked. Darlene had her arm around Christen, hugging her close with her hand in Christen's crotch. Well, I was not about to give them the pleasure of pissing my pants. I walked right over and sat on the other arm. Jan wasn't eating pussy, but her face was sopping wet - as wet as the pussy it came out of. She said, "I was just seeing if Darlene's butterfly was male or female." Cool and calm, I said, "You can't tell by looking. You have to lick. A female butterfly will cum from licking." I impressed Jan, but she was not to be outdone. She said, "It must be a male then. I tried licking." Darlene said, "Maybe you didn't lick enough. Lick it some more." And she did. And I watched. Christen watched. She thought I was cool. She thought her cunt licking mom was cool. She thought Darlene was cool, and her finger was super cool. Turns out, the butterfly was a female after all. You just had to lick the fuck out of it until your daughter cums. That little exhibition put cunt licking out in the open along with daughter molestation. I passed the test. Darlene could now do as she pleased with wife and daughter - and did. Jan came up; Christen went down. Jan now sat on the opposite arm snuggled up to Darlene, watching our daughter eat pussy like she'd done it before, plenty of times. The kid was definitely into pussy, in it to her ears, but she was so good in the shower. She had to be bisexual. Had to be. Jan and Darlene were making out passionately, nothing unusual there, but I wanted to talk to Jan. I waited for her to stop swapping spit. When she came off sucking tongue, she looked at me, then released the tongue, saying, "You 're being a very good boy, Bill. You just proved you're a keeper. I know about your showers. I've known for some time. They have bothered me for some time. You now have my blessing, just keep your dick out of her pussy. She says you can fuck her ass if you go easy. You have a little shower whore, but don't you be fucking her all over this house. When Darlene's around, Christen belongs to her. If we're not using her, you can take her to the shower, but check with Darlene, first. She's not actually your whore, she's Darlene's whore, and Darlene is saving her cherry for someone special. Got that?" See what I mean, living a fuck flick - not a bad one, either. I told her I got that, then told her how Rex was getting out and back. Holy shit, did she come alive. She got up and started pacing. She said, "You saw her fuck Rex or you think they were fucking?" "I helped Rex fuck her. I helped them cum together. We're a team, now. She doesn't want to fuck him unless I'm there to help. Furthermore, she wants an audience, is dying to try pussy, and wants to star in the movies." "FUCK! I DON'T BELIEVE THIS! Bill, if you're lying, so help me..." "I am not lying." I then went on to tell her the whole story, detail by detail. It took as long to tell as it did to do, and Christen was all ears. When Darlene realized who we were talking about, she was all ears. Everyone forgot pussy and listened to me. After all was said and they knew everything I knew, Jan said, "Jo Ann is going to get her wish in spades. This is exactly what Marge and Bart need to jar them back to reality and cut their ties to that fucked up church. If it weren't for that church, they'd be great people, and they'd both be fucking Jo Ann. She'd like them if they were fucking her." "I doubt that thought ever crossed her mind." "I'm sure it didn't, but it never leaves her parents' minds. They both want her so bad it aches, and it has to be worse now. The kid is a living doll. Her mother is worse than her father, and her father can't look at her without getting a hardon. I feel like going over there right now and pitching a bitch about their daughter fucking my dog, and bring Rex, and make them strip that sexy bitch and hold her for him. That's what I should do. That'll get things cranked up in a hurry." "They're headed out to church, and you might want to run this by the bitch, first. She's not ready for that." "Who cares. They'll do it. With what I have on those two, I could make them do anything. I can certainly get them to do something they're dying to do." Darlene said, "We're wasting time. Let's go fuck the bitch." Jan said, "We should do it this was, Bill. We can accomplish the same objective without fucking around, and without ruining Jo Ann's life. This can all be kept secret. She'll be our bitch. Marge and Bart will join in the fun and probably leave the church. I say strike while the iron is hot." Darlene said, "I insist." Jan stunned us all when she fired back, "Shut up, Darlene. You don't insist shit. You're queen bee because I let you be queen be. Right now, I'm having a serious discussion with my husband. Butt out." Wow, that was cool. Christen thought so, too. Darlene sat back down and folded her arms. When Jan looked to me, I said, "I'd still rather wait so we can run this by Jo Ann." "No, I want her shock and surprise to be genuine, plus, it did happen today and she has no idea how I will react to this news. She is stealing and fucking my dog, god damnit. I could have her arrested." "She'll shit if you come on like that." "I know, Bill, but I want her to shit. I want the shit to look and smell genuine. Don't you get it? This is full immersion shock treatment for both her and her parents. They need that; she needs that, but once this gets going good, they'll all be fine. We will all be fine, because we will all toe the line of the queen bee, and she is a nasty bitch. We will all be in the same boat - you, me, Marge, and Bart - our daughters are whores owned by the queen. We'll climb into the same bed and talk about the shit she's doing with them, then fuck each other's brains out." "Let's go." We started to go, but the queen said, "Hold on. This is all very nice for you four love birds, but I don't like being put on the thrown, taken off the throne, pulled off again, put on again. Put me on and leave me there because the next time you pull me off, I stay off and I'm outta here." That sounded ominous. Jan said, "What you're saying is, you want these girls for keeps." "I'll make it clearer than that. They're my whores. Anything goes. I own them. You ain't got shit to say - nada, nothing. They're my property for as long as you want me to play your game." Jan looked to me. I looked to Jan. Jan then looked to Christen and said, "It 's up to you, Christen. If you'd like to be owned by Darlene, we'll go along. I think you know what you'll be in for." I thought Jan and I would discuss this. I didn't know what she'd be in for. I did care. That was my shower buddy, now my shower whore. My shower whore eagerly wanted to be owned by a bee with a butterfly on her cunt. She didn't hesitate. Jan sealed the deal. They started putting on clothes, then headed out the door with Jan stopping to say, "Bill, get the dog and meet us over at the Conley's. I'll handle everything." Well, shit. Now, I was a dog handler. I just realized that they were also taking my other shower buddy, the one that would let me fuck pussy, the stone fox babe one. They were breaking up a team. Rex didn't care. He was going out. By this time, he knew going out meant getting fucked. Damn that mutt was hung, and she said she took him in her mouth to the knot. I couldn' t see how she took him in the pussy to the knot. That mutt had twelve inches of cock in front of the knot. When she said the tip was in her stomach, she wasn't bull shitting. He sure looked obscene trotting along beside me. I felt like I was out walking a four-legged dick. They were all inside when I arrived. I could hear Jan raising hell and Marge trying to calm her down. This was a scene, an ugly scene. It didn't need a dog with a hardon. I heard Jan threaten arrest. I heard Jo Ann crying. That broke my heart. I heard parents pleading, Jan threatening, more pleading, more threats, Jo Ann sobbing. No way was I going to bring that mutt in there, but then Jan got tired of waiting, opened the door, and took him from me. What was there to do but follow. I stood back, feeling like a traitor, or a lousy advisor. Jo Ann scowled at me with eyes that screamed, "YOU BASTARD!" That hurt. Jan really laid it on thick, calling her a bitch, a slut, and a whore, talking about her horny bitch pussy, grabbing her bitch pussy, slapping her bitch-in-heat ass, squeezing her boobs just for shits and giggles. Jan liked those boobs and kept going back to them, making her points on them, amazed at how firm they were. Jo Ann took it. Marge and Bart didn't say shit, even when Darlene came up behind Jo Ann and pinned her arms behind her back. When Darlene did that, Jan ripped open Jo Ann's blouse, ripped the bra apart, and exposed both boobs. She then played with naked boobs while Darlene licked the side of Jo Ann's face like a cat. Jo Ann appeared very confused. Jo Ann still ranted, but she sent her hand between Jo Ann's legs, this time going inside the panties, going at the pussy. Darlene held both of Jo Ann's hands in one of hers and tilted Jo Ann's face left and back, then engaged her in one of her passionate lesbian kisses. It soon became evident that Jo Ann was kissing back, sending her tongue into Darlene's mouth. The fingering helped, but I think Jo Ann began to realize that this was a new plan with the same goal, that these women weren't really mad at her, that this was really a show for her parents. I'm sure she realized that when she began grinding her pussy on Jan's hand and arching her chest into the other while straining into Darlene's kiss. She looked like everything Jan accused her of being. Bart had a hardon he couldn't hide, and Marge was clamping down on her pussy with her eyes wide and her mouth open. Jan was right. She wanted in that pile of pussy. So did Christen. She stood next to Marge and placed an arm around her waist. Marge hugged her to her side and got a child's head on her breast. The child was soon pressing her face into it, making Marge look down on the child like she was hugging a little lesbian to her side. Christen smiled up like she was. Marge didn't know what to do, but she didn't want to let her go. Jan and Darlene got Jo Ann all worked up and ready for anything. Jan turned to the parents and ordered, "Now, strip this bitch naked, naked as the day she was born. I want it all off - rings, the watch, the necklace. I want her naked like a bitch. Get her that way. Both of you." The both advanced on Jo Ann and began the pleasant task of rendering her naked like a bitch. Her father had the pleasant task of kneeling and drawing her panties down, though her mother tried to get there first. She ended up getting behind Jo Ann and assisting with the removal of panties from feet without looking at feet. Her eyes were on that pussy, and her face was damn near in it, then was when Darlene pushed it in and held it there, obviously with no resistance from Marge. It was then that Jo Ann looked to me with a totally different expression, one that said, "Oh, you sweet bastard." God, she looked cute stepping free of her panties with her lower lip in her teeth, her mother's face in her ass. At first, I thought Marge was just holding her face there but it soon became evident that she was eating pussy, and that was what put Jo Ann's lip in her teeth. Marge lost it. She was chowing down, sliding both hands up Jo Ann's legs, then pulling back on the fronts of her thighs. Jo Ann did her part by jutting her cunt into the mouth and bowing out her knees. She also put a backward grind into it. What a sight that was. We all stood back and watched. Jo Ann made it better by bending over and bracing her hands on her knees after stepping out wider. She offered her mother a CUNT to suck on. Her mother really appreciated that CUNT and went hog wild. Jan led Bart over to stand in front of Jo Ann. Her head was right at his erection level. Jan said, "Let her suck your cock." He didn't hesitate, and got help from Jo Ann. As soon as that ten-incher sprang out, she was on it. That girl can flat suck a dick. When she went down and kissed his pubic hair, I thought he'd buckle. When she licked his balls with his cock down her throat, he did, went right to his knees, but she followed, which gave her mom an even better cunt to suck on. That led to her orgasm, which made her father blow his wad. She went nuts sucking on that spewing cock. She loved her daddy's sperm, loved his cock, and loved his balls. He loved having her love those things. He looked like a damn pervert. He reminded me of me. The pervert prize went to her mom, hands down. We couldn't pry her off that cunt. No one wanted to try. Jo Ann didn't want her pried off. She did want to see. She rolled to her back and watched her mother gorge herself on daughter pussy. She sure knew how to offer up her pussy for eating in a position she could watch it in. She had two more orgasms in that position and got to watch her mother eat girlie cum. We saw an awful lot of repressed desire come bubbling forth. Her dad got another erection and knelt at her side to see if she'd be interested. She went for it like a hungry calf for a fat drippy teat. We could tell she wanted more of that good daddy juice. Daddy sure wanted to give her more, but he also wanted to play with her titties. That family was off to a new start. There was no going back, now. They weren't thinking they'd be late for church. Fuck church. Fuck it in the ass. Jan came alongside me and whispered, "Do I know my Conleys or what?" "Sorry I doubted you. They sure are a lusty bunch." "I hated to give them up. We have them, now, all of them." "I think so. We're still going to breed their bitch, aren't we?" "Oh yeah. That'll be the clincher. After that, they'll gladly turn her over to Darlene." "Jan, I don't want those girls taken from us." "They won't be taken from us, borrowed from time to time, but not taken. She has nowhere to take them and keep them; besides, she knows she only gets to use them as long as she keeps us happy and amused. She'll do most of her dirty work where we can see. Don't worry, you're not going to lose your little shower whores. She wants to keep you happy most of all. She wonders how much of this shit you'll take. It was her idea to make Christen your shower whore. Christen did not want her little ass fucked, but it's all yours, now, sweetie pie. She'll do anything for Darlene. After she gets her cherry popped, you'll be welcome to that, too." Well, now she was talking my language. That Darlene was okay in my book, and winning points with Marge by playing with her pussy, sharing it with Christen. Darlene played, Christen licked, Marge squirmed and sucked cunt like a famished lezzie, and she had been sucking on it that way for over half an hour, through three orgasms, headed for a fourth. Jo Ann was still giving her father the best blowjob I ever saw again, now thrusting her tits up for him while she jacked and sucked. Her actions said, "I want to be your whore, Daddy. Please make me your whore." His said, "You are, baby, you are." She had a bad case of the Daddy hot panties, a bad case, but I couldn' t blame her. The guy had a cock and balls I'd kill for. I couldn't imagine Jan giving that up for any reason. Jan leaned in and said, "They're all about to blow. After they do, you get with Marge and get her stripped down. I'll do Bart. Let's keep them at a good simmer while we take a break. Make out with her. Stake your claim on her. She'll love that. Put Christen on her pussy. She'll love that even more. So will Christen." "Is Christen a lesbian?" "She's more lesbian than Darlene is." "How long have you known?" "About eight years." "She told you about the showers eight years ago?" "No, eight days ago. Eight years ago, I let her shave my pussy. After she patted it dry, she made it wet again - with her mouth. You've been doing that shit for eight years! You're pathetic, Bill. She's right. You're a fucking pervert." "Look who's talking." "Touchee, but I'm not pathetic. I made her come to me....look, Jo Ann's sucking sperm...Christ, that girl does love sperm. There goes Mommy, like a bottle rocket, same ole Marge...now Jo Ann, a little bottle rocket. Damn, is she like that with Rex?" "Honey, you haven't seen nothing. We're talking Titan missile with a bad gyro." "Can't wait to see that. Okay, let's go. Pull Marge off of her. We'll leave Jo Ann to Darlene. Darlene can keep her motor running." I did have to pull Marge off of Jo Ann. Jan spoke with Darlene and Christen, then took Bart off to the sofa. I took Marge to the love seat with Christen following on her knees. Marge's panties and panty hose were down around her knees. Christen got those off and the shoes. I went to work on the rest with Marge offering a little protest, but watching Bart and Jan silenced her protests. I got her stripped down and let her watch Jo Ann and Darlene while Christen ate pussy. We had us a little orgy going by the time I sat down and was ready to start making out with my neighbor's wife. Of course, my neighbor was making love to my wife with a double-spent dick. He missed her and she missed him. The dick didn't matter. Nothing mattered to those two. Marge didn't know what to watch - the little girl eating her pussy, her daughter making out with an attractive dyke, her husband rekindling an affair, me nursing on her right breast, or a dog licking a butterfly. She only watched one thing when her daughter began licking a dog. I heard Jan bringing Bart's attention to that scene. They stopped making out and snuggled up to watch Jo Ann turn a lick job into a deep suck job. This seemed a bit much for Marge, but it was her husband's enthusiasm that shocked her. He kept urging Jo Ann on to suck that doggie dick. Marge didn't know that man or that vulgar child. She knew the one between her legs, that little heathen next door. Those little sluts should suck Christian cunts. I didn't know what to make of Marge. I never thought much about her. She was never friendly, and frankly, not much to look at. Naked was a whole other matter. I loved her body, pure white all over except face and hands. The rest never knew sunlight, and it was silky soft and blemish-free, softer than her daughter. She had big boobs but they sagged just the way I like big boobs to sag. The nipples were fantastic, great sucking nipples. I could nurse on that bitch all day. She had a big pussy, lots of pussy, eating pussy except for the hair. She did keep her bush neat and trim, but eating pussy should be bald. Clearly, the way to her heart was through her pussy. She loved eating and being eaten equally. Christen was winning all the points. I still hadn't kissed her, yet. I didn't try to kiss her because there was so much going on that she wanted to see. Kissing would have been a distraction, but she was now seeing something that bothered her so much that the pussy eating couldn't distract her from it. It was now time to try distracting her with a kiss. I had my arm around her, and we were snuggled up like lovers, just like Jan and Bart were. I clung to her possessively, and she went with it like Jan predicted. I staked my claim and she apparently honored my claim. I just hadn't sealed it with a kiss. Just when Marge was about to speak her mind, I turned her face to mine and said, "You are more lovely than I ever imagined, Marge. You're mine, now. Don't even try to fight it." With that, I sealed my mouth to hers and sent my tongue in. Fuck, that woman came unglued. Her tongue went down my throat. She was all over me in a burst of passion that amazed me. That woman wanted to be staked, bad. When I could finally see her eyes, they were love-struck eyes. She was in-love or in-love with the idea of being in-love. She got turned around, throwing her leg over me, straddling my hips as she guided my hard dick into her pussy, ignoring the heathen trying to lick it. She was kissing all over me while riding my dong, and Christen's tongue was doing it's best to keep up. The kid was licking dick and pussy, but trying to lick mostly pussy. And she calls me pathetic. That was some good pussy I was in, better than Jo Ann's after Rex, that's for damn sure. She wasn't tight, but she was slick and snug all over my cock. She slowed to allow Christen easier licking. Christen was licking around my dick to get at her clit. She liked that. Marge braced her stiff arms on the sofa behind me, looked into my face, and said, "I'll be your lover, Bill. You can have me anytime you want me. You can take me in my marital bed. I will deny you nothing. My lover always comes first. Bart expects me to be good to my lover and I don't have one right now. At least, I didn't. I want you, Bill. I want you to be my lover. I'll be your lover. I'll be your whore. I'll be anything you want. I'll wear whatever you want or nothing at all." I smiled up at her, brought her head down, and gave her a good thank-you kiss for that. She didn't know it yet, but she'd be my whore with a shaved pussy and wear nothing at all, even when she came trotting over to service me. I thought about telling her, but figured it could wait. Instead, I said, "Would you object to bringing your daughter in on this love affair?" "No, I have no objection. I see what she is, but I think she would rather be with your dog." "She is rather fond of the doggies, isn't she?" "Yes, she is, but you'll hear no objection out of me if that's how you want her to be." "Her sucking on his cock doesn't bother you?" She looked back to see her bitch sucking on the whole thing. Indeed, she could get her lips half way around the knot. Rex was fucking her gullet. Marge looked back to me wearing a smile. She said, "No, it doesn't bother me. She's very good. She obviously enjoys doing it. I'd never put my mouth on a dog's dick...not unless you wanted me to. Then, I'd try to do what she' s doing. I'd let a dog fuck me in the mouth if you wanted to see that. I'm serious. I'll do anything you want me to do - anything. Bart would expect me to. He'd be upset with me if I didn't." Now, the time was right. I said, "In that case, I want a naked whore with a shaved pussy, and I want you to come to me that way. I want you to leave from your front door and enter through mine." She smiled and said, "You don't think I will, do you? I will. If I'm to be your whore, I won't hide that fact. People will see a whore, a naked whore with a shaved pussy - your whore." "I guess church is out." "It doesn't have to be, not if you make me attend. I'll attend church dressed like a whore...on your arm. Fuck me in the pews if you have the balls. No one would stop you. I sure wouldn't. I know Bart wouldn't. You'd thrill the piss out of Jo Ann." "Are you serious?" "I am dead serious. We have a church you could do that in. Whores are welcome in the house of the Lord. We just don't have any. We did once, and she fucked in the pews. She fucked her way through the pews. We still haven' t gotten over that, and it's been fifteen years. Hell, we're due for another. I'll volunteer." "What about Jo Ann?" She looked back and watched Jo Ann ease her mouth off the dick. She almost made him cum. That wouldn't do. Marge looked back to me and said, "She could, I suppose, but she is a minor. That could be a problem. There are laws, you know. Give unto Caesar what is Caesar's. That means we must be Christians while living under the law of the land." "Isn't there a law against fucking in public?" "Church isn't public. Church is sacrosanct, a holy place, the Lord's house, a private place for a group of people. It would be like a whore fucking in someone's house. No law says a whore can't do that. By whore, I mean a loose woman, not a prostitute. Even a prostitute would be welcome, but plying her trade in the pews would break the law. She could fuck but she couldn't charge." "You'd really like to do this, wouldn't you?" "Yes, very much. Those were very exciting times for us. We don't talk openly about it, but in intimate groups, we remember fondly that brazen hussy who fucked everybody. It wasn't just the men she went after, she fucked everybody except the minors. We women were stripped naked, right in front of our families, stripped naked and forced to make passionate lesbian love...not forced, seduced intensely. She was good, very good, my first female lover, but I only had her to myself five times in two years. After the first time, when she'd come to me, I'd stand, strip naked for her, and we'd made love where all could see. I was shameless as were most of the others, and the men were even worse. They engaged in acts of sodomy where all could see. Fucking a woman in the ass is a big no no, but that's where she liked it. She made sure we saw which hole he entered. You have no idea how brazen that woman was and what she did to us. We pray for another." "Well, darlin' their prayers have been answered, because you are that whore. You do it exactly the way she did." "Oh god! I have to tell Bart." "It can wait. We're not going tonight. We still have to breed your bitch." "Oh Lord! I suppose me must." "We must." Marge looked back to see Jo Ann and Darlene in a sixty-nine, going to town in each other's crotches. She liked seeing that. I didn't think she'd ever turn back to me, but she finally did wearing a big grin. She said, "That woman certainly has a way with my daughter." "She should. She owns her, my daughter, too." "Am I to understand that you will order me to surrender my daughter to that woman?" "Not surrender. She won't take her away, but she'll be Darlene's whore and do as Darlene says. Darlene will own her. You'll keep her. Of course, she may borrow her from time to time. You have to work a whore, you know. Why, is that a problem?" "I said anything. I meant what I said. If you give the order, I'll hand her over." "Will Bart have a problem with that?" Marge looked over to Bart and Jan who were back to making love again. When she looked back to me, she said, "No, but he won't hand Jan over. He's very fond of her. I don't blame him. I'm very fond of her. I'm glad she's back. I love tasting her on his dick. I miss that." "I think she's very fond of him, too, but right now she's into pussy. She goes through cycles." "I know. I got her first. We've been through several cycles with her. We know how she is, but that's good news for me. At least, I won't get left out. Of course, you and your needs come first - always. I'm yours, Bill. I'm yours the way Jo Ann is Darlene's. You have to work a whore. Bart wants it that way and you can't be demanding enough for him, so don't hold anything back." "I won't, and I think we're getting ready to breed the bitch. Why don't you hop down and go offer your services." She smiled and got off me, then went on her knees to Jan and Bart. They were on their sides with his semi-rigid dick part way in her pussy. She went straight for that and began licking. Christen followed and was licking Marge. She couldn't seem to get enough. Jo Ann and Darlene were sitting up watching Marge. Jo Ann loved seeing her mother that way. She looked to me wearing a big smile, then got up and jumped on my lap. She hugged me and whispered, "This is fantastic, perfect. I never dreamed anything this perfect. Whose idea was this?" "Jan's. Your mother is going to become the church whore. Does that mean anything to you?" I knew instantly it meant something to her. She rehopped and straddled me the way her mother had, only my dick wasn't in any hole. She held my head and cried, "WHAT! Did you say the church whore?" "Yes, does that mean anything to you." "Fuck, yes, it does. Did she tell you about that?" "Yes. Did she ever tell you?" "No, but I know all about it. Everyone does. How can she do that? Will Daddy let her do that?" "He wants her to. She's my whore and I want her to do that." "My mother is your whore!" "Are we pleased?" "Fuck yes, we're pleased. My head is spinning. Pinch me." I pinched a nipple and made her smile. She offered the other one, then turned to watch her mother say, "Would you like to breed our bitch, now? I'm offering our services." Jo Ann heard that and turned around. She laid on me, laid back, and went limp like a bitch. Jan said, "Ask her owner if she'd like to breed her bitch." Marge looked to Darlene, then crawled to Darlene and licked the butterfly. Darlene gave her a good butterfly to lick. Marge licked for a while, then lifted her mouth off to say for all to hear, "Would you care to breed your bitch. I'm offering our assistance." Darlene said, "Yes I would. See that she's well bred." That had Jo Ann playing with her pussy. Marge got up and took Jo Ann by the pussy playing hand, as Bart stood to assist. He led the dog over as Marge assisted Jo Ann into the classic position. That was one happy bitch, let me tell you. Her daddy led Rex over to his daughter's hind quarters and said, "Up boy. Fuck the bitch." Rex understood that much English. He got on her and began humping. Marge grabbed his dick and guided it into Jo Ann, looking to insure she got Rex in the right hole. After that, they let nature take over. Bart just stood there holding his leash. These people didn't know shit about assisting in a mutt fuck. I got up and said, "Here, let me show you how this is done. Marge, go give Jo Ann something to suck on." I knelt where Marge had been, my place at her left hip. Marge got down and scooted her ass under Jo Ann's head then made her a spread that hinted of something to suck on. Jo Ann took the hint and began devouring her mother's beaver while being jostled by the humping mutt. I got my fingers on her clit and my other hand on her tits, then said, "Okay, baby, here we go. Let's give this doggie a good fuck. Let's see you work that bitch pussy. That's it. Fuck this mutt like a good bitch. Show Mom and Dad what a good little bitch you are. Yeah, baby, you're doing it. Fuck him like a bitch in heat. Work that pussy, girl, work it." We showed 'em how it's done. I kept talking that trash to her and turning her mother on with it. She was fucking Jo Ann's face after my first sentence. That was a sight, her father holding the dog's leash while her mother fucked her face. If she didn't like getting screwed by a mutt, we were talking a major case of child abuse. That was not the case with this child. She clearly loved getting fucked at both ends. She came like a Titan missile, even better than before. I wasn't sure she would after having five orgasms. That didn't seem to matter. These orgasms were different. These were enhanced orgasms. Marge loved her role and continued force feeding pussy to her daughter even while Jo Ann was trying to get her breath. Her butt never settled. Her cunt chased face with the choicest parts being the nose and mouth, the very parts Jo Ann needed for breathing. Jo Ann didn't seem to mind and breathed as best she could. Her exhales often made her mother's cunt lips flutter, snatching new air where she could. Marge didn't seem to care if Jo Ann suffocated. She was determined to keep that cunt in her face, mashed tight. I never saw a wider beaver. Rex didn't soak as long this time. When he pulled out, we all gathered at her ass to stare at her bitch pussy - all except Marge, but she wanted to know what it looked like, so Jan described it very well. Jan described it, then Bart fucked it. He didn't seem too concerned about getting her pregnant, which super turned Jo Ann on. She had another orgasm with her father, but I assisted that one, too. I don't think she would have made it without me. We had ourselves a ball with Jo Ann. We partied long into the night on a school night. We wore Rex out. Me and Bart fucked her three times each. The women, and Christen, had her most of the time. She graduated from PU with honors. Me, Jan, Darlene, and Christen started attending church services three nights a week and twice on Sundays. The church ended up with five whores. No one made an issue of minors, and minors could be assaulted in the pews. Fuck Caesar. I have since changed my mind about church. A family should attend church together. The family that prays together, stays together, and we have lots of friends, now. I take showers with my new friends. Life is good. The End Read other stories by the same author by visiting Phantom Base at HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with open sores or small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex, body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of fantasy and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is - masturbation. Before you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards are because they can all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and remember - sex with minors should be left to other minors. PP -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+