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Thank you for your consideration. - -------------------------------------------------------- JACK PACK by Russell Hoisington Nine of Nine Family Secrets The still air was hot despite the shade at the poolside table. Cyndi handed glasses of lemonade to Kimberly and Megan, whose chairs were close to either side of Jack's. Before handing Jack his glass she dipped a nipple into it and grinned at Megan as her father sucked it clean. She put the tray on the table, took her seat across from him, and answered his question. "A couple of weeks ago, Kimmy said that she'd give anything to do you because you were such a handsome hunk. Which you are, of course," she added with flashing dimples. "Yeah. I didn't know she was standing behind me. I didn't hear her come up or anything. I was just sort of half-whispering to myself." Cyndi turned her glance to Kimberly. "If that was a whisper, I wonder what you call a shout?" Kimberly shrugged. "Well, I was just too horny to know how loud I was. I was too busy thinking about how good Jack would be. Of course, I was wrong." Jack paused in mid-sip and frowned at her over his glass. "You were?" "Yeah," she grinned. "You were MUCH better than I'd imagined, and I've got a pretty good imaginer." "Is that what it's called? I thought it was called a pussy," he said, putting down the glass and returning her smile. "But, Kimmy, you were much better than I imagined, too. And was I ever wrong about what you look like naked. You're...." "Excuse me," interrupted Cyndi in Felicity's voice, "but do you two bloody well want to go fuck each other now, or do you wish to wait until after I finish answering your question?" Kimberly looked at Jack, then Cyndi, then back to Jack. She shrugged. "Well...." Jack shook his head. "Let her finish, or we might not get to it until late next week." Megan bolted upright from her slouch. "Now, you wait just one minute, young man! I get MY turns as well. She is jolly well NOT going to monopolize the best cob in Cobb County." Kimberly eyes widened into beautiful twin blue pools. "Cool! We can have a contest for who does the best imitation of Megan's mom. The winner gets to fuck Jack after me." Jack grinned and motioned her to silence. He raised an eyebrow at Cyndi in an invitation to continue. Cyndi flashed her dimples at Jack and continued. "As I was saying before I was interrupted, I heard Kimmy say how bad she wanted you. Then she turned around and saw me and realized I'd heard her. She just smiled." Kimberly clamped her teeth together, opened her lips as wide as she could in a mocking smile, and waggled her face at Cyndi. "But she didn't look as much like a dog's butt the first time. Last night I messaged her and asked if she meant what she said, not being specific in case somebody'd hacked in. She said it was her most favorite dream. I said dreams could come true for people who could keep their mouths shut. SHE said, You can't have oral sex with your mouth shut.'" Jack laughed and gave Kimberly a thumbs-up. She leaned forward and gave his thumb a blow job that made his dick twitch. Cyndi sipped her lemonade and waited patiently, while Megan squirmed in her chair and looked at his cock like she was about to mimic the procedure in a more useful location. Jack raised an eyebrow at Cyndi again. "I asked her if she could keep a secret. She said that if I was saying what she hoped I was saying, that it would just be one of many secrets she was keeping." Kimberly released Jack's thumb with a quick kiss and looked at him with absolute lust in her eyes. "And it's the BEST secret yet!" "I called her as soon as you left and told her she could have her dream come true if she got over here immediately. She did." Cyndi leaned back in her chair and rubbed the cool glass across her forehead. Jack brushed the backs of his fingers across Kimberly's sweaty cheek. "You do understand the need for keeping it a secret, don't you, honey? "Of course," Kimberly said with a bright smile. "Nobody knows but the five of us." Jack frowned. "Five?" "Uh huh. Daddy wanted to know why I had to get over here in such an all-fired hurry,' and I told him it was my only chance to fuck you." A cold wave washed over Jack and his skin prickled. "You told YOUR FATHER you were going to fuck me?" "Well, yeah," she said, as if confirming she had told her father water was wet and the sky was blue. "He said that if you wanted to, you could keep me overnight if I wanted to stay. I hope so because I think that's a GREAT idea!" Jack fell back in his seat. "Kimmy, honey, are -- are you serious? Harlan knows and he doesn't mind?" The idea seemed too incredible, and he half-hoped that she was pulling his leg. If she were, she was doing it with the same skill with which she had pulled his johnson earlier. She turned in her chair and put one foot in the seat, moving her other thigh away to give him a view of the sweet little gash dividing her dark blonde thicket. Megan noticed and immediately spread her legs. Cyndi saw the competition and hid her smile behind her lemonade glass while she awarded a point to Kimberly. Megan should have thrust her two best assets forward instead, because she was the babe with the better boobs. "Yeah," Kimberly replied. "They will just have to do each other without me tonight." "They?" asked Megan, who grasped the implication before Jack did. "Yeah. Remember that doctor who prescribes my pill? They're coming over tonight with his daughter, whose a year younger than me, and their son who's three years older." Cyndi bolted upright. "Wait a minute! Doctor Bogle? You've been doing Emily Sue's dad?" Kimberly shrugged noncommittally at her and smiled at Jack. "They're used to sometimes being a hole or two short anyway because of that time of the month' problems. They'll manage without me." Jack flashed back to little blonde Emily Sue at the birthday party. She had worn a tight two-piece suit of blue spandex that had hugged her blossoming body like a coat of paint. She had sat straddling his thigh while he looked for something she said she felt in her eye. She had pressed and wiggled her thinly-covered little cunt against his leg in what he had thought was discomfort while she had him search her eye thoroughly. It was immediately after that incident that Cyndi had taken him in the house for the mercy blow job. "Kimmy, are -- are you're saying that you and Harlan are having sex with Don and Emily Sue and Kevin?" Kimberly smiled coyly, licked her right index fingertip, and drew wet circles around one nipple while staring Jack in the eye. "No. All I said was a doctor and his daughter and son." Megan had a practical question. "How do you keep your mother from finding out?" Kimberly kept her eyes on Jack's. "We don't. It's Daddy, Mother, Jason, Billy, the doctor, his wife, his son, and his daughter tonight. But I'd rather be here and share just Jack's dick than be there and share five. If that's okay with y'all, of course." Megan was stunned. She hadn't considered seducing her father with her mother's knowledge. She wondered if that would be easier. Megan wasn't the only one stunned. "You -- you -- all of you?" Jack asked. "You have sex together? In a group? Like this?" "Wow!" said Cyndi, eyes wide with excitement. "You're swingers? Cool!" "Yeah, we are," drawled Kimberly in her soft accent as two fingers of her left hand slid her clitoris out of hiding for Jack to see. She licked her index fingertip again and, with a soft sigh, stroked the hard little pebble. She dipped the fingertip between the folds of her lips for some slicker juice and began stroking her little twat trigger in earnest. Jack was dumbfounded but nervous. "Honey, just who knows about this -- uh -- group arrangement?" "Just my family, the doctor's family, and the pharmacist's family who usually join us, but they're out of town." She picked up her lemonade glass and drained a third of it. Her eyes locked with Jack's, and she licked her lips. Cyndi connected the dots. "No WAY! Not Ashley Wilson's dad. He's so cute!" "I didn't name any names." "No," agreed Cyndi, shaking her head, "but I'm not an idiot." "Okay," said Kimberly, looking at each in turn. "I'm not either. No, I haven't told Daddy yet. Not exactly. All that I said was that I HOPED I got a chance to fuck Jack." She smiled at him. "He knows I've had the hots for you for ages." She leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss with still-cold lips. "He said that if I got lucky and you wanted to keep me overnight, they would manage without me. I think he's hoping that I do get lucky, and that y'all will want to join us." She winked at Cyndi. "You know that Daddy's got a terrible case of the hots for you, don't you?" Cyndi did a quick take. She pointed to herself. "ME?" Kimberly laughed. "Sure! Lots of times while we're fucking he has me describe the girls in the showers after PE. He asks about most of them at one time or another, especially the pretty ones, but he always asks me to describe you. I think I could make a blind man see exactly what you look like now, except I need to add the new hairs on your cunny. Daddy wanted to come in to see you, but I told him you had plans and didn't have time to visit." Cyndi gaped at her with wide eyes. "Wow! Cool!" Jack wasn't sure how he felt about Harlan Mason having "a terrible case of the hots" for his daughter. In the right rear corner of his brain the engineer that never sleeps pointed out that Harlan had never laid a finger on Cyndi, while Jack had not only fucked and performed 69 with Harlan's daughter, he'd also cum in her mouth. Jack told the engineer to shut up, but then conceded the point and reluctantly admitted that Harlan's lust for Cyndi merely confirmed Jack's own opinion of his daughter's lovely looks and perky personality. Kimmy shifted to look at Megan. "But if he'd known you were here, too, I'd have never been able to keep him outside. He's said a thousand times how much he wants to see your tits." Megan brightened immediately and smiled at Cyndi in self-satisfaction. Cyndi shrugged. "Well, after all May, you do have the best boobs here." "No," corrected Jack immediately. "She has the biggest, not necessarily the best." "Oh?" asked Cyndi and Kimberly together. "Then who has the best ones, Uncle Jack?" Megan asked in a cool tone that might have been playful. "You said it was me the other night." Jack peered at all three sweating young racks and then met Megan's gaze. "I'm not sure now. As an engineer, I should do a thorough examination of each set before I render my decision." "Me first!" cried Megan. She jumped up and leaned over Jack. He took a sweaty breast in each hand. Megan sighed, and Jack told Kimberly to continue. "Well," Kimmy said, slowly stroking her hard pink clit, "Daddy wants Cyndi. And Megan, too. Both Jason and Billy have said they'd also like to fuck them. I want you, and Mother has said she'd like to have you fuck her until her eyes crossed. Now you know our family secret. And now I also know y'alls." Her tone turned wistful. "Man, I wish I'd been fooling around since I was four. I didn't get started until I was eight." Then her voice returned to normal and she looked at Cyndi. "Despite what you think you know, I can't tell you the family secrets of the others. Y'all wouldn't want me to tell them yours, now, would you?" Jack tried to shake his head "No" without releasing Megan's nipple from his mouth and finally just grunted a negative. Kimmy's question made him feel a little more at ease Cyndi saw movement below Megan's round, white butt. "DADDYYYY! She doesn't have boobs down there!" Kimberly craned her neck for a better look and said, "I think he's trying to inspect them from behind. Yeah. He's definitely trying to get his arm up her. He's got three fingers - -- no, there goes number four." Megan shuddered as Jack released her nipple. "Oh, godddd," she gasped. Jack asked, "So, how did you and Harlan get started?" as he switched nipples. "We got careless a couple of years ago." Before Jack could ask who "we" was, she said, "I was blowing Jason in the living room while Billy fucked me doggie style. We'd been doing it since I was eight. Daddy walked in on us 'cause we'd lost track of the time, and we didn't hear the car in the driveway. He was REALLY pissed, but the more he thought about it, and the more he looked at me -- he wouldn't let us go get dressed -- the more he decided he was horny, too. It was Mother's fifth day of "not available," and that's rough on Daddy. He needs to get off at least a couple of times a day, especially in a cunny, or he's IMPOSSIBLE to live with." "What about your mom?" Cyndi asked around a piece of ice she was sucking. Kimberly's eyes were alternating between the action in Megan's cunt and the little head looking up over Jack's leg. "It wasn't hard for Daddy to talk her into the idea. She used to fuck a lot in college. A lot!" The emphasis on the last implied an interesting tale for another time. "I think she was getting bored with Daddy, even if he was giving her all she asked for. Besides, I think she was already hot for Jason anyway. You remember how he was filling out then? Well, his muscles weren't all that was growing, and it was very obvious. Anyway, Daddy spent that night in my bed, and the boys spent the night in Mother's. He was scared to death of knocking me up, so it was just blow jobs and butt fucking." Cyndi perked up. "Butt fucking?" "Uncle Jack, I'm going to cum!" Megan threw her head back, pushed her sweaty breast hard against Jack's face, and began jerking her hips against his probing hand and fingers. A deep groan seemed to come from down near his writhing fingers as her body flushed. "Oh, GODDDD!" escaped from her tight throat and then her orgasm claimed her. Jack's free hand slid around her butt and probed a finger into her tight little asshole. "OH MY GOD!" Megan cried and came again. Kimberly masturbated furiously. Cyndi spat the ice into her hand and rubbed it on a nipple while she fingered her slit with her other hand. A "little one" overtook her immediately. As it faded, Kimmy suddenly cried out and jammed two fingers of her free hand up her tight, slick twat. Cyndi, still lightly rubbing her clit as she watched Kimmy's body jerking with the force of the orgasm, was overwhelmed by another one. Megan slowly returned to earth, grabbed Jack's head in both hands, and tried to lick the fingers still deep in her cunt. The kiss left him gasping when she finally released him. Cyndi dimpled and giggled, her finger still caressing her wet slit over her hole, and said, "I'd give that one a nine point five. How about you, Kimmy?" "Nine point eight," she gasped. "God, I wish I could cum as easily as you do. Jack, are you ready for my exam now?" "No WAY! It's MY turn!" "I'm your GUEST!" Kimberly said in mock indignation. "Are you gonna be a bitch about it?" "Sure! May, get Daddy out of you and move over." She rose and moved behind Megan, who had remained standing with her legs spread, playing hostess for Jack's still-thrusting fingers. When Megan didn't move, Cyndi slapped the piece of ice against the small of Megan's back. The larger girl shrieked and jumped aside. Cyndi gave the off-balance Megan a push that toppled her into the pool and took her place in front of Jack. "You'd better be just as thorough while examining me," she warned. Jack grinned and reached for a small, tanned breast with each hand. She grabbed his left hand and brought it to her mouth while Megan climbed from the pool. "Men!" she said to Kimberly. "If you don't watch them every minute, they'll get other women's pussy juice all over everything." She sucked Megan's juices from Jack's fingers and smacked her lips. "Hmmm," she said, frowning at his fingers. "That's a 1988 vintage. An exceptional year." Kimberly withdrew her finger from her own slit and sucked it with a loud slurping noise. "Why, so it is! Quite exceptional. You'll have to try this chateau next." Cyndi released Jack's hand and sighed as he began pinching and rolling her hard little nipples. She looked at the wet pussy hair around Kimberly's slit and asked, "Would it be gauche of me to drink straight from the bottle?" Kimberly grinned, but lust blazed in her blue eyes. "Well, it is your house, and you are among friends." "June!" cried Megan, dripping as she danced on alternate feet beside Cyndi. "I came TWICE!" Do you think maybe my clit's really getting hypersensitive, too?" "Not unless you've got a clitty up your butt. Ooooh! Daddy, that feels GOOD!" "No?" Megan's disappointment showed in both her voice and her sagging posture. "Well, you could let Kimmy check it out while you sample the Chateau Mason 1988." "Yeah?" She looked at Kimberly in anticipation. Kimmy nodded. "Cool! You wanna get on the lounge or on a towel?" "Let's do it on a towel right there so Jack can watch us." In short order Kimberly was on her back with Megan's face in her hairy pussy and Megan's bald cunt humping her face. Jack was furiously alternating between Cyndi's nipples while three fingers writhed deep inside the hot, tight wetness of her lower body. He had carefully avoided her clit, waiting until he sensed she was about to cum from the other attention lavished on her body. At the proper moment he pressed his thumb against it and began vibrating his hand, stimulating her both internally and externally. Cyndi rewarded him with her soft little gasp and exploded with another "Major Thriller." Jack beamed with delight and watched her face until she was back to normal before checking out the action beside him. Cyndi let him watch until she regained her breath, and then pulled his face back to hers. When she broke off the kiss, it was Jack's turn to gasp for air. "Awwww," she said sympathetically, looking down at Jack's crotch, "Mister Woody's all worked up and needs some relief, too." Jack's smile faded slightly when Kimberly pushed Megan up from her face. "No WAY!" she cried. "Not until I get MY examination." Megan pulled her wet face out of Kimberly's lunch box and then dipped it again to kiss the smaller girl's clit and to tongue the length of her slit one last time. "Okay, June, you and Kimmy switch. Hey, wait till you try that Chateau Mason 88. You're really gonna like it." By the time Kimberly came, which fortunately wasn't very long because Megan had almost tongued her to orgasm, Jack was almost beside himself with unrequited frustration. He was doubly sorry that it was a calm day because he felt that any breeze could provide enough of a blow job to trigger him. Kimberly spasmed one final time around the four fingers jammed into her throbbing hot cunt and then checked his dental work. "Now," she asked as she pulled her face back from his, "who has the best tits?" "It's a tie," he gasped. Kimmy glanced at the wet faces looking up from the towel. "What do you think?" "Let's accept the judge's ruling and give him his reward," Cyndi said. "Yeah," Megan agreed, climbing off her cousin. "I'd say he's really worked hard enough now. Who gets to pay him?" "All of us do. Y'all get up, and Jack, you lie down on the towel," Kimmy said. In short order she had Jack on his back and the two cousins' cunts crushed against either side of his aching cock. The head just cleared their bodies. She checked the alignment and knelt between his legs. "Jack, you fuck, and I'll suck." She slipped her lips over the tip of his dickhead. "It would help if I were hung better," he said in a slightly rueful tone, suddenly realizing that his smaller size was about to become a liability instead of an asset. Kimberly's head lifted to fix him with a hard stare that surprised him with its intensity. "Don't you know there's more to fucking than just size, Jack? Bob Wilson has a telephone pole between his legs, and he doesn't fuck a tenth as good as you do. If I had to choose one guy to fuck me for the rest of my life out of the thirty or so I've had, it would be you. Not even Daddy or Jason, and they're both fantastic in bed. You, Jack." "You know that I haven't had Kimmy's experience with others, Uncle Jack. But as bad as I wanna seduce Daddy, I really don't see how he could be as good as you. Heck, I could be happy if he was just a tenth as good with that huge wiener of his. But Kimmy's right -- if I had to choose from every man in the world, I'd really choose you, and not just because you're the only one I've ever had." Cyndi ran gentle fingers down the inside of his thigh, and her dimples suddenly framed a warm smile as her head tilted slightly to the right. "Me, too, Daddy." Jack blinked back unexpected tears. The lust in his body was giving way to love, and though his erection was still rampant, it was in less danger of gushing before he'd had the opportunity to experiment with this arrangement. "Girls -- I mean, young ladies -- I -- I don't know what to say. I'm honored, and I love you. All three of you," he added smiling at Kimberly. "I'd be happy to spend the rest of my life with just the three of you. I'm sure that it would never be boring. Just me and -- Jack's Angels?" The trio looked at each other and shook their heads. "Nah," Megan said. "Too old-fashioned," Kimberly added, her brow furrowed in thought. "Yeah," Cyndi agreed. "Jack's Devils doesn't work, either." "Huh uh," said Megan, shaking her head. "And Jack's Joy Toys sucks a hairy big one." "Yeah," agreed Kimberly. "That's almost as bad as the Joy Fuck Club. Unfortunately, that's what Daddy insists on calling our group." Megan's lip curled. "Eeeewwww!" "No way!" cried Cyndi, but Kimmy nodded her head that it was true. "The Bod Squad?" Jack asked. Six eyes stared at him like he'd just farted in church. "DADDYYYY!" "UNCLE JAAAACK!" "Oh, PLEASE!" Megan looked down at the boner between the boxes, trying to think of a term quickly so that the fun could resume. She liked the way that she and Cyndi were packed around her uncle's wiener, and she wanted to feel that fleshy rod stroking through her slit and throbbing as he squirted his seed into Kimmy's mouth. And then she had it. "We're the Jack Pack!" When all agreed that it was the perfect name, Kimberly dipped her head. "Let's get back to business." She slipped her lips over the tool tip and began sucking. Megan and Cyndi slowly rubbed their cunts against Jack's rod. He sighed and lay back, enjoying the steaming wet lips and the unique sensation of the two-twat-tube they formed for him. He cupped one hand around his daughter's lovely young ass and the other around his niece's. he thought, and he was convinced that it couldn't possibly be any better. And then, all too soon, it was time. Kimberly noticed the swelling of her hot, pink studsicle treat and the sudden involuntary jerking of Jack's hips. She fluttered her tongue along the bundle of nerves just under the head, causing it to swell even more as Jack felt the hollow behind his balls grow to baseball size and seem to fill with cum that strained against the release valve. Through the fog of her own passion, Megan suddenly realized her uncle was about to cum. Her glassy-eyed stare focused on him, and she grinned. "I really think we should recruit Ashley and Emily Sue for the Jack Pack," she said. Jack gasped as the hollow sensation behind his balls expanded to room size. Cyndi's eyes had been fixed on Jack for the duration. One corner of her mouth curled upward. She waited a moment longer, and then, just before the world went red for him, added, "And Mary Beth." When Jack came right after the discovery of Cyndi's hypersensitized clit, he had said that he doubted he would ever have a more satisfying orgasm. 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