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  "Ohhhhh," Sue Carson moaned, scarcely able to contain her own delight. The panting continued to shake her tits and torso. Her body kept up its wild throbbing, and her nerves still shot those mad sparks throughout her body. He kept increasing the friction along the passage of her glowing cunt until her body was shaking with a mounting orgasm.

  "You feel it, don't you?" he taunted as he plunged rapidly into her pussy hole. "You feel that hot pecker going after your pussy. Well, it's going to get some, too. It's going to get that pussy and then spread cream all over it and all over your beautiful, sexy body!" His voice drifted off as his breathing turned to heaving pants and gasps.

  Sue wrapped her legs around him and rode out his wild thrusts, like a woman riding a bucking stallion. She could feel her climax beginning to gather its force deep inside herself. The muscles in her cunt began to erupt in wild spasms that were growing more and more excited with every passing minute. She heard the splashing of her inner juices. She heard the slap of his balls against her ass.

  She could feel his hands tearing at her soft tits. She felt the room explode about herself as her orgasm took over. It seemed to Sue that her orgasm literally possessed her. For a few rapturous moments she was nothing but a shimmering fire of emotions. She soared! Her body seemed to be glowing with a deep inner fire. Every movement of his cock, every touch of his hands on her tits gave her little shivers of passion.

  "Uhhhh!" Hamilton panted as his cock unleashed the deep warmth of its charge. The semen exploded from his cock and gushed through her pussy as they writhed and twisted together. He thrust his prick into her wildly.

  "What a piece of pussy you are!" the man could hear himself gasping as he screwed her. "What a delicious little fuck!" he could hear his secretary sighing in reply as she relaxed, warmed by the semen that filled her and the continued friction of his cock within the passage of her well-stated cunt. He tenderly caressed her body as she came down from her climax. It had been beautiful, it had been a truly memorable screw for both man and woman.

  Sue Carson giggled suddenly when she realized that this man had just fucked her without getting undressed. His shirt was wrinkled and his pants hung down on his legs. "Thanks baby," she told the man as he rolled over and lay on his back. "Thanks. That was one hell of a juicy fuck. I can tell that you're a real pro. I can tell that you've had a lot of practice."

  Hamilton Burns grinned to show his appreciation for the sexual compliment. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said to the voluptuous young woman who lay there beside him. "But, to tell you the absolute truth, I'm really not as big a swinger as you make me out to be. As a matter of fact, I haven't had any action at all since my wife died, six months ago. Until you came along, this big dick of mine was just going to waste."

  The girl looked as though she didn't think she ought to believe it. "Come on, now," she protested, "I'm a woman. You can't lie to me. You mean you haven't had any pussy in six months? A guy like you, with those two lovely daughters of yours running around the house all the time?"

  "My two daughters?" It actually took the man a few seconds to comprehend what Sue was talking about, and once he had done so he couldn't believe that she had said it. "You mean Daphne and Tricia? They're not ready for sex yet, believe me. They're much too young."

  "Much too young? At their age? Hamilton, you have really got to be kidding." The saucy secretary was making absolutely no attempt whatsoever to hide her amusement. "They're sixteen and seventeen already! If you don't get them in bed soon they're going to wither on the vine."

  Hamilton Burns still didn't look convinced. "Maybe you're right," he admitted at length, "but they're my own daughters. I really don't think that I could actually get off on fucking them."

  Sue began to laugh even more loudly than before. "Maybe you couldn't," she managed to say between gasps of laughter, "but I sure as hell could. In fact, if one of them walked in here right now, I'd have her legs spread so fast she wouldn't know what hit her."

  Burns couldn't believe that this woman whom he'd thought he'd known so well was actually saying this. "You mean to say that you'd actually have intercourse with a female? With a member of your own sex?"

  Sue laughed again. "Sure, why not? A lot of chicks get off on it. Maybe men hesitate to get it on with each other, but it isn't the same with females. Besides, a woman can turn another woman on in ways that no man ever could."

  "You may be right," he heard himself telling her. "But I still think it's a little early to get my daughters involved in anything that has to do with sex."

  This time Sue laughed so hard that Hamilton thought she was going to have a heart attack. Finally she stopped laughing and looked at him. "You asshole," she said to him, "where are your daughters right now, this very minute?"

  "They're at a slumber party that a friend of theirs is having." Hamilton Burns blushed as he spoke. "They didn't want to go, but I talked them into it because I..."

  "... Because you wanted to have the house all to yourself tonight, so you could go to bed with me." The woman nodded to show that she understood, "Well, I'll bet you anything you like that those two little bitches are probably out right now hunting up some hot dick, unless of course they've already found it. Not only that, but if they can't find any cocks that suit their fancy then the chances are pretty good that they're getting it on with a dildo or a vibrator, or maybe even each other."

  She was saying something else then, but Hamilton didn't hear it. He was too busy wondering about what Sue had already said. Were his daughters already finding out about the pleasures of sex? And was there any chance that he could help them share those pleasures? Hamilton Burns didn't know. He didn't know. But he sure as hell wasn't going to waste any time in finding out!

  In fact, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he seemed to like the prospect of going to bed with his own daughters. It was something that he had never tried before, but from what his sophisticated and sexually knowledgeable secretary had told him, it was an experience not to be missed. Hamilton Burns resolved silently to think about this more closely at the earliest possible convenience...

  CHAPTER TWO

  At the very moment that Hamilton Burns was meditating on the sexual potential of his two delightful young daughters, the objects of his thoughts were being kept rather busy indeed.

  Daphne and Tricia Burns had been invited to a "slumber party", if you really wanted to call it that, at the home of their friend Patty Watson. Patty was well-known by all the kids in the neighborhood for being the roost sexually sophisticated. She'd been to bed with just about every boy in town, and she was thoroughly familiar with all the side trips, such as lesbianism and bondage and vibrators and enemas. Not only that, but her parents were notorious swingers, who never failed to smile benevolently upon anything their daughter did (in fact, more often than not they joined in). On this particular occasion, however, Patty's parents were off attending an orgy they'd been invited to, which meant that Patty and her guests were going to have the house all to themselves, to use in any way that they saw fit. When Daphne and Tricia arrived at her place for the slumber party, they had no idea what they were going to be doing all night. But they knew that it certainly wasn't going to be slumbering.

  When the two girls walked in the door they found that most of the other chicks in the neighborhood were already there. But no guys, though. That certainly seemed odd, because even though both girls knew dozens of ways to have fun, each of those ways involved at least one boy, and preferably quite a few more than that.

  "What's going on here?" Daphne Burns wanted to know, as soon as she and her sister had sized up the situation. "What happened to all the boys? Did their cocks fall off or something?" Blonde young Daphne was only sixteen, young and still fairly innocent, but it was easy to see that the girl was about to turn into a woman. "Hey, Patty, you didn't tell us that this was going to be an all-girl party."

  Patty Watson, their genial hostess, and several of her voluptuous friends all
seemed to think something extremely funny had been said. "The boys will be here soon enough," she promised the two new arrivals. "And I can promise you right now that they'll be well worth waiting for. But right now we've got a few other things planned that I think you'll both be interested in."

  Tricia Burns, Daphne's older sister, made a face. "Oh my God, Daphne, don't tell me you're going to trot out that shitty old vibrator again. The last time I used that thing it nearly fell apart inside my cunt. No, Patty, if I'm gonna stick something between my legs then it fuckin' better be alive, that's all I can say." Red haired Tricia was already beginning to show the signs of maturity, of the casting-off of innocence and purity. Unlike her younger sister, Tricia had already turned to such grown-up pursuits as swearing, drinking, and smoking tobacco and pot. She hadn't gotten turned on to heavy drugs yet, but both sisters felt sure that it was only a matter of time. That seemed to be the main difference in the personalities of the two Burns girls: Daphne was basically simple and she liked her pleasures simple; plain ordinary sex with a minimum of kinkiness was enough to keep her happy indefinitely. Her seventeen-year-old sister Tricia was much more complex, though. Tricia loved sex, she liked it hard and she liked it heavy. But in Tricia's case sex wasn't nearly enough. She had to supplement it with generous helpings of just about every other kind of turn-on she could come up with. Tricia drew the line at, using broken-down vibrators, though, and she was now telling her friend Patty as much: "Damn it, girl, call up those boys and tell them to get their cocks over here pronto, because I'm in the mood for some sex and my sweet little pussy isn't going to wait too much longer."

  "You'll get what you came for, all right," Patty Watson hastened to assure the older Burns girl. "But not in the way you planned. Not yet, anyway. We've been watching the way you get it on with some of the local guys, and you both do pretty good, but we figure we'd be doing you a favor if we turned you two on to a little side tripping. Daphne, Tricia, we think it's time that we turned you both on to some lesbian action!"

  "Lesbian action? Are you for real?" Little Daphne was absolutely dumbfounded. "Hey, look, chicks, anything that turns you on is your business, and we wish you all the happiness in the world. But Tricia and I just don't want to get involved in it. Isn't that right, Trish?"

  The older girl didn't answer for several seconds, and when she did there was an adventure some tone in her voice. "I don't know about that, Daph," she murmured. "Hell, it'll be a whole new kick and if we don't like it we can always give it up. But if you ask me it might turn out to be even better than getting screwed by a guy. At least this way we can't get pregnant."

  "I can't get pregnant anyway," her sister replied. "I took my pill today." She giggled girlishly as a thought struck her. "Can you imagine the look on Daddy's face if he ever found out we were using contraceptives?" She giggled again. "I'll bet he thinks we're still virgins!"

  "But you're not virgins and you never will be," the practical Patty pointed out. "The fact of the matter is that there are a half a dozen girls here who have been turning each other on all night and waiting for you two pussies to show up so that we can have some fun bringing you both out into lesbian action!"

  Red haired Tricia shrugged casually. "Hell, Pat, I always said I'll try anything once if there's sex involved in it. I'm game if Daphne is, but I don't want to force her into doing anything she doesn't like." As the girl spoke she turned to her younger sister, "How about it, Daph? It could be fun and there's nothing to lose, since both our cherries went out the window a long time ago."

  The younger blonde girl was on the verge of recoiling in horror. "Are you all sickles or something? I won't go to bed with my own sister; I think it's disgusting. Hey, I'd rather make it with my father, even though he's over thirty." As Daphne spoke she turned towards the door, giving the other girls an excellent view of her pert buttocks. "If some boys don't show up right this minute I'm going home."

  "That's what you think," Patty Watson announced. "All the rest of us dig lezzy action and we think you ought to try it. So we're not letting either one of you out of this room until you fuck each other. And if you refuse that's okay too, because then we'll all line up and gang-bang you. So either way you have it coming."

  Daphne was about to say something to call Patty Watson's bluff, but she saw the look of determination in the eyes of Patty and her friends, and she suddenly knew that they meant business... sexual business. "Well, Tricia," she remarked, turning towards her sister as she spoke, "I guess we might as well get it over with. What the heck, it might even turn out to be fun."

  But Tricia Burns didn't answer. She was already busily engaged in taking off her clothes. Tricia had never gotten down with a member of her own sex before, and as she undressed she wondered why she hadn't thought of doing it sooner. Shit, she told herself, all the boys she knew seemed to get such a big kick out of screwing chicks, it was only right that she get a chance to find out what all the excitement was about. Hell, it might even turn out to be more fun than laying a guy. With every successive article of clothing that Tricia took off she could feel her internal desires for her younger sister getting hotter and hotter. She took off her flimsy panties and felt a delicious gust of warm summer air brushing against her pussy. Tricia closed her eyes dreamily and felt the juices beginning to stir and come to life inside the moist glistening honey-hole she had. She was naked now, and stood proud and erect before the envious glances of her friends. Tricia was one of the older girls in the neighborhood, and she was undoubtedly the possessor of the best body. Tricia knew about that, and made no attempts to hide it.

  As soon as she had finished stripping she turned to face her sister Daphne. "Hurry up, damn you," she ordered. "We don't have all night. The boys will be showing up pretty soon and I'd like to get some good fucking in before they arrive."

  Patty Watson giggled. "Don't worry, Trish, if you like fucking your little sister as much as I think you will you just might never get interested in boys ever again."

  "We'll see about that," the red haired girl said between her teeth, Tricia knew that even if this lezzy kick turned out to be fun cocks would still be first and foremost in her mind. Lately, though, most of the boys her own age had been getting a little too immature for Tricia's more sophisticated sexual tastes. The girl told herself that if the guys didn't start shaping up their acts pretty damned soon she'd go out and find an older man to fuck. Somebody like her father, for instance.

  Her father? What was Tricia thinking of? Did she actually want to make it with her own father? No, she told herself. No, of course not. It was ridiculous! Girls didn't do things like that, even in this age of sexual freedom and expression. Still...

  By now Tricia's younger sister Daphne had finished undressing, and they were standing side by side, looking glorious in their nakedness. Patty Watson and the other girls all crowded around to get a better look at these two tempting young sex-kittens. "Damn," Patty swore, "you two look good enough to eat, almost. All right, now, chicks, we want you both to turn each other on right here and right now, and I'm betting that you're both gonna like it a whole lot."

  At a signal from Patty Watson, all the girls began to spread out in a large ring, with the two Burns sisters in the center. Somehow or other it reminded Tricia of an ancient Roman arena, where all these people had come to watch two gladiators combat to the death. There was something extremely disturbing about the thought, but for some reason Tricia seemed to be getting off on it. She was intrigued at the prospect of making love to her own sister while these other chicks looked on.

  Both girls were stark naked now, and as she looked at Daphne it suddenly occurred to Tricia Burns for the first time just how really sexy a little sister she had. Smooth unblemished white skin that stretched tautly across the firm thrusting breasts, a beautiful rounded ass that jutted out like some sort of obscene invitation to sexual mischief, and a pair of delicately sloping hips that arched downwards into the delicious cleft of that big juicy cunt. Looking at that cunt, the red h
aired girl could feel the juices flowing in her own tight pussy, and by now she was really getting off on the idea of fucking and sucking her own little sister.

  Tricia took a step towards the blonde girl, and as she did so Patty and the other spectators stepped back to give them room, sensing that something very interesting was about to take place here. "Lie down, you little blonde bitch," Tricia could hear a voice saying, and she was startled to realize that the voice she was hearing was her own. "Lie down, Daphne, and spread those legs of yours. Because I want what you've got between them, and what I want I usually get."

  Tricia saw that Daphne still looked a bit reluctant to get sucked into all this, but she knew that Daphne was a smart enough kid to understand that there was no way out at all except to go through with this. All the girls watched in mounting excitement as Daphne got down on the hard bare floor, her ass-cheeks pressed against it heavily, and waited for her older sister to take her.

  Tricia was moving slowly, deliberately. She wanted to make the most of this, she wanted to savor every single moment of this glorious lesbian fuck. She wanted this to be a fuck that would last a lifetime.

  Tricia allowed one of her arms to brush against the nude flesh of Daphne's arm and it sent a million sparks shooting through her groin. Then she began rubbing her hand lightly up and down her sister's back. "Ohhh!" Daphne moaned in encouragement. "That feels good, that feels damn good."

  "I'm glad you like it," Tricia replied. She knew that she could make her sister feel a lot better than that, but how could she voice it, how could she put it into words? Both of these girls were dealing with something that was completely new, completely different, and there was absolutely no way that either one of them could even begin to describe it.

  Slowly Tricia increased the pressure of her running fingers on the skin of her sister Daphne. By opening her eyes and staring at her handiwork, she could see the little goose-bumps appearing on Daphne's flesh, and she knew that the touch of her hands was doing something to this blonde girl that was like nothing she had ever dreamed of experiencing before now. Then Tricia flattened her hand out and began to bring her stiffened palm down savagely, almost viciously, all up and down the length of Daphne's firm white back.