3 comments/ 127954 views/ 9 favorites Arizona Family in '69 Ch. 1 By: NewAnon It began when they lived in the hot southwest in a ranch-style house in a cul-de-sac. The particular day was not much different than others, yet it marked the beginning of something really new in the family. The house was not air-conditioned and the heat could be oppressive. As a consequence, John and Teri had gotten into the habit of wearing few clothes around the house. They turned each other on constantly, despite the fact that they had been married two decades and were parents of two teenagers: Katie, a nubile 19, and Eddie, a well-built 18-year old. But usually, even on weekends, during the day they were too busy with shopping and household tasks to do more than briefly kiss and pet, pressed against each other in a doorway, then quickly parting and only consummating their lust later, at night. But there came a day and a moment when the feelings were too urgent to delay gratification. On that day, he had on only a pair of shorts, while she had on a colorful shirt, buttoned only toward the bottom, and panties. When he saw her lovely breasts as she bent to do something, John felt the urgency to make love, even though it was daytime and the kids were around. Teri saw that he was aroused and, smiling, she snuggled up to him and pressed her body against his now growing erection. Their tongues twirled in an urgent deep kiss and his hand caressed her behind while she rubbed herself into him. Teri felt a certain thrill run through her body, a dim thought unspoken even to herself: a risky thing, but ... oh God, the joy of such feeling, of doing it now, now, here and now! "I can't wait, I can't wait," she moaned, pulling his shorts downward and reaching for his erection. She massaged it with her soft loving hand while she sucked on his tongue. She felt herself grow very wet. "Oh, baby, yea," he responded. But then she laughed and ran away, headed for the bedroom. As he followed her, in the corner of his eye, he saw Katie sitting in the living room and having a full view of his bare erect cock. The teenager was obviously focussed on it and somehow this excited him. He walked rapidly past her to the bedroom and, on an impulse, "forgot" to close the door as he dived onto the bed where Teri had already stripped off her panties. He spread her legs and began licking her cunt, his sexual excitement suddenly amplified by the knowledge that their teenage daughter was not far away, and probably interested in their activity. "Oh, baby, let me lick and suck ... oh baby," he said aloud, now getting an extra thrill from the idea that Katie might hear them. Teri spread her legs and he lapped at the gushing flow of her juices, while in the corner of his eye he saw now that Katie was indeed watching and probably seeing his hard erect prick ready for the fuck and her mother's wide open snatch being daddy-sucked. Now Teri climbed above him, totally naked and in raw heat. He positioned his prick for her come down on it. Then he plunged into her and they began fucking as he now sucked her breasts, licking and sucking even as she moved to go under him in rhythmic acceptance of his thrusting hard prick. Teri knew that John's lovemaking depended upon words as well as feelings, the latter amplified by the former, emotion and words feeding back into each other, bringing John's beautiful penis to that volcanic state of eruption into her. "Fuck me, darling, fuck me," she moaned urgently, using the word that she knew would trigger the next level of excitement. For John, the sound of that word and his knowledge that Katie could hear it and would see them, brought him into a state of sexual frenzy. "Yes, yes, your being fucked -- I'm giving you what you want. That's what you always want, right? My prick in you -- fucking you?" "Oh John, yes, I love your prick, fuck me, faster, harder," Teri cried. They came together in rush of sweat and heat and then collapsed in joint satisfaction. Katie had seen it all. But as Teri held John close to her, she was unaware of the extra source of John's sexual delirium of a moment ago. And John lay there, thinking about it, about Katie watching and hearing them. He loved the idea, wanted to think more about it, and wanted more of it in the days to come. That evening, in the growing darkness with only the TV on, their daughter Katie and their son Eddie were watching TV while John waited for their mother, sitting on the couch wearing only a light robe. He had showered and she was now completing her preparations. It was a new idea he had suggested: that they make slow love in the living room as the darkness approached, the children sitting there. Katie and Eddie would see the shape of their parents making love in the very dim room, especially the early kissing and petting stage, but it would not be too blatant. "Make love, not war!" he thought. A new age was coming, where people would learn that love was the source of all truth and beauty and where better to start that here at home? To show the children, the next generation, how much their parents loved each other -- not as an abstraction, but as a real tangible, physical, unashamed thing. And so John had found a rationalization for the route along which he now would drive the family. Teri prepared to join her husband, her mind a jumble of confused half-thoughts. As she closed the lights of the bedroom and entered the living room, her mind seemed to have taken an elevator down to her crotch. Mind and body were wet ... wet with the urgent need catapulted into a near-delirious anticipation of what was going to happen. She refused to think about it except as something joyous, something incredible happening. Love, sex, love, sex, it was all one thing and nothing that swept her into such a state could be wrong! John's eyes penetrated the semi-darkness as Teri came to him, a beautiful tall blond woman, with those exciting long legs. She was wearing only a see-through baby-doll-type of thing with thong panties. She wore high-heeled black shoes, but no stockings. She walked slowly past the children, approaching him. As she did so, she could see his semi-erect penis showing through his under shorts. She saw how it now grew as she approached and as they both were aware that they would soon make love within a few feet of their two teenagers. In the dim light, they kissed deeply. Their tongues intertwined. He opened his mouth wide and she fucked it with her tongue, then she opened and he fucked her mouth with his tongue. Then their tongues met. Each probed and fucked the other's mouth, the two tongue-pricks colliding in passionate embrace. He moved one hand along her body: beginning at her feet, touching the tall heels of her shoes, then the ankle, the calf, and then the smooth thigh, slowly moving upward and onto her bare belly. Meanwhile, her hand caressed his bare chest. He thought of Katie watching and his prick inched upward to erection. Teri felt herself entering another world, one of flesh and desire only, devoid of injunctions. She thought of her boy watching her, seeing how she opened to her husband, his Dad. Her juices flowed with the thought. John pulled down the baby-doll and kissed her breasts, then sucked them, first one and then the other, then licked her belly, then arose to kiss her as he fondled her breasts. While he did so, she reached into his shorts and fondled his prick as it grew. He reached down and pulled on the thong panties and as they came down, he removed them and then quickly pulled off his own shorts. He pulled off Teri's baby-doll and they embraced. Now they were totally naked except for her high-heeled shoes. The room had become nearly dark and as their eyes adjusted to the situation, she saw her boy there. Teri trembled, knowing that her boy was seeing his Mom through the darkness, naked and filled with passion. John's hand raced across her entire body and then stopped at her cunt, marveling at its luscious wetness. He finger-fucked her while she began to masturbate his hard prick, now only a few inches from her tits and mouth. He thought of Katie watching him make love to her Mom, of Katie seeing his huge erection. "Oh, yes, yes," she cried, as his finger fucking continued. "Baby, baby, fantastic," he called out as she masturbated him while he finger-fucked her, as they were locked in passionate kissing, their tongues flicking into each other's wide-open mouths. Then she moved his head to her breast. "Oh, yes, John, kiss them, and suck," she whispered another of the hot words, yet not so low that her boy Eddie could not hear. Teri massaged John's cock with one hand and held his neck in her other hand, as she urged him on. John rose up a little and whispered, "Suck me now, Teri, I need to feel your loving mouth." She took his prick into her mouth and sucked long and hard as he now more slowly fucked her with his finger and as he held her head in his other hand. The children might see, she thought, but they needed to see that all this was love-making, that their parents were in love in a physical way. Eddie, her boy, needed to know how his Mom loved his Dad ... how she loved to suck prick! A shudder went through her body as she sucked and yet held in mind the boy-viewer, watching his Mom suck! Now Teri broke off and urgently whispered, "Fuck me, lover!" John sat back on the couch and she climbed on him. His cock slid into her, hand in glove. She began a slow movement up and down, fucking him. Teri lusted for the hot prick, almost crying with the sheer ecstasy of what she felt: her husband in her, her children right there ... they were making love in the open, unashamed, but yet, excited ... so exciting! Her boy watching her ... fucking! Her boy Eddie seeing how his Mom loved to fuck his Dad! "Oh, Teri, yes, love me ... fuck me ... you know what I like," he whispered in a voice that carried to his sweet daughter Katie who, he could see, now blushed and stared intently at his huge prick as Teri moved up and down on it. "Oh, yes, Teri, yes, do it ... fuck me," John whispered urgently. Eddie began rubbing his own erect prick, his eyes intent on the side view outline of his mother's luscious breasts as she moved more rapidly up and down, her head thrown high, her eyes closed, her mouth open and panting. Then John came into her and a moment later, she had her orgasm and collapsed on him. They snuggled and petted each other. "Oh, Teri, I love you. I love to make love to you," he said fully aloud now. Teri wanted to climb into her husband's sweating body, she felt their union as an almost holy thing. She thought again of her boy watching them, his own prick probably hard. Maybe ... maybe he was appreciating his Mom's body, she thought. Maybe he would want to ... but she cut off the thought, blushing, and turned back to husband, searching for a way to express her combined feeling of love and satisfied lust. But all she could say was, "John, you're my wonderful lover, I love you too." A few days later, they had been sunbathing outside when Teri decided to go inside. She said she was too warm and, anyway, getting drowsy. John saw that she was lying down on the living room couch. He sat there and admired the shape of his beautiful wife: her long legs and hefty breasts, her lovely face. The children had gone inside too and were somewhere around but he did not see them. He arose and approached his wife. He dropped his shorts as he kneeled on the floor beside her face. She opened her eyes, smiled and then moved to take him into her mouth. Slowly, she sucked his prick as it became larger and harder. He wondered where the children were as she sucked deeply and as he began massaging her body, his hands moving across her barely covered bosom and then down to the bikini brief. Then, startled, he saw Katie sitting right there on a living room chair, only six feet away! When had she arrived? In any case, her presence transformed the moment and John's swooned in the excitement of it: his teenage daughter watching her own Mom suck her own Dad's prick! Teri knew another threshold had been crossed, for she had known when she came into the room that her husband would come to her and that Katie was sitting there quietly, perhaps waiting for...? She stopped sucking for a moment and he helped her to take off the bikini top and then sucked her breasts, laving them with his wet tongue. Then she pulled down her bikini bottom and John licked her belly repeatedly. John wondered if Teri had seen Katie, but she made no indication of it to him. Then John had an extra thrill as he saw that Eddie was outside near the patio door, sitting and intently staring at the scene. Teri returned to her sucking as John petted her body. He again leaned over to suck her breasts, but then he turned and faced her feet, looming completely over her as she parted her legs and he bent to lick her hot wet cunt. Teri saw the long, hard beautiful prick above her face. She moved up and then down with her mouth, then repeated the motion, sucking up and down, up and down: fucking his hard prick as it remained stationary over her face. "Sixty-nine in '69," he thought, "making love is wonderful." As they made love in this way, the two children watched, enthralled. John was thinking of them as much as of anything as he licked and sucked his wife's cunt and as she suctioned his prick into and out of her eager mouth: up and down, up and down, sucking, sucking. John felt the taboo wonder of it: Katie watching him suck her Mom's cunt! Eddie seeing his Mom -- suck! He could not contain his urgent feeling as he called out, "I'm coming Teri, I'm coming." Teri's heart was beating rapidly, her face flushed and hot, her mind like an electric circuit gone wild with transmissions ... but not with any clear thoughts, only with sensations shaped by the knowledge that their incredible sixty-nine-loving was on display, naked and lustful, before their very own teenagers! Now she felt herself going beyond the limit, the feeling rocketing through her, from head to toes. Now her husband was coming and Teri did not turn away from the jet that was soon to come. Teri accepted the liquid flow, letting some of it spray her forehead, her closed eyes, her nose and then sucked up onto the hard prick yet again, licking the come-drenched head of her husband's prick and spreading the come over it entirely, licking, sucking. As he softened, she gently licked the sensitive head of his prick while he now plunged into and out of her cunt with his tongue-prick until she shuddered again, another orgasm shooting through her body. In the coming few days, Katie found herself becoming indifferent to what she had on -- including nothing -- as she paraded around the house doing this and that. In fact, when her parents were gone one afternoon, she strolled into the living room with only a short shirt on, aside from shoes. When Eddie arrived, his eyes were treated to a lovely bare ass as she reached down to pick up some envelopes and sort through the mail. Then Eddie seemed to dress less and less. Most of the time, he had on only a pair of red gym shorts, cut very brief and really no more than a man is equivalent to a bikini bottom. One day Eddie had been sun bathing the backyard, hot from the sun and his thoughts much hotter, until he had to find a cooler spot. Thinking about what he had seen, the way his mom had suctioned up and down repeatedly, sucking his dad's hard prick: the picture in his mind brought his prick to maximum erection. Time to go inside! As he strolled from the patio into the living room, he knew that the outline of his hard prick showed through the bikini briefs -- visible for Mom to see! He knew he should not, but he could not help it, he wanted his Mom to see him, to get hot and to ... who knows? Teri looked over and then looked again, startled. Her juices flowed as she saw her handsome son's tall tan body surrounding the genital attraction, the obviously large hard cock outlined through the briefs. "Hi, Mom, what's up?" Eddie asked as he casually sidled up close to her. Teri stood her ground but felt like swooning. Her pussy juice was leaking down one leg. As it was, all she had on was a bikini too and her son's obvious interest in her left her dizzy with excitement. "Nothing much Eddie." "I think I'll take a shower, Mom," Eddie said and strolled away. She heard the shower turn off as she was doing something near the bathroom and then as she turned, facing its open door, Eddie came out of the shower. His prick hung semi-erect, large and veined, as he reached for a towel. She paused and could not help herself. She stared at her boy's exciting organ. He, in turn, saw her gaze and as he began toweling his back, his prick arose gradually, becoming harder and more erect. Teri turned beet red but remained frozen to the spot, her eyes darting across his fantastic tanned body from head to prick to toe and returning to the center of attraction again and again. He spread his legs and buffed his behind, his hard cock swinging laterally, pointed at her, a hard angry-looking thing, urgent in its erect posture. She felt goose bumps go down her body and she found some excuse to put something in the bathroom sink cabinet, still focussed on his prick as she did so. "Hey, Mom, I'm sorry if this bothers you," Eddie said. "Oh, it's OK Eddie, I understand. It's natural." "Yea and ... after all, Mom, you've got a great body, a guy can't help it." "Thanks sweetheart. I know what you mean. Your father is an active man you know." "Boy, do I know. I loved it the way you two ... made love." "We're not just your parents, Eddie, but husband and wife ... and really, lovers. We want our loving relationship to be clear to you and to Katie." "It is, Mom. It's wonderful. You two are hot lovers. I liked it the way you ... sucked!" Teri blushed as her son continued, "I loved watching you suck -- suck up and down!" Teri turned beet red and then said nothing, leaving the room. Eddie lay in his bed, nude. Boy, his Mom was something! What a great lady, what a body! He spread his legs, naked and feeling horny. What nice breasts she had! Her legs! Oh, yes. He began to beat his meat. He thought of one time on the beach when she had little on. Her breasts! Oh, man. Now he imagined her stripping down on the beach and removing his own trunks. They were naked, his Mom ready to be fucked as he held her close. Then he heard the movement in the next room, as his sister Katie was moving around. He stopped masturbating and let his prick drop to semi-erect while he remained with his eyes closed. Katie's door opened and a moment later he knew she was at his open door, looking in. He began to fondle his penis, enjoying the idea of Katie watching him. He smothered it in some saliva and then began to jerk off, thinking about his Mom. Thinking about fucking her mouth the way he had seen Dad do it, thinking about licking her cunt too. He heard Katie gasp and he quickened his pace. His sperm went flying up and out over his chest. A moment later he opened his eyes and looked at the doorway, his eyes meeting Katie's and they both smiled. Katie lay in bed later that night. Her Brother Eddy's prick was enormous, although no bigger than Dad's. Mom really knew how to suck and Katie wondered how it could be to suck ... somebody's ... prick. She closed her eyes and envisioned the prick above her face, large, hard and totally still. She moved up to it the way she had seen her Mom do it. She opened her mouth in accept it, to suck up on to it, in and out, again and again. She spread her legs as she imagined the sucking. His mouth would be down there, licking, sucking ... she let her finger work at her hot sopping cunt, thinking of the action. The door was open and she heard the flush of the toilet. She continued moving her mouth up to and then down from the imagined prick above her face, imitating her mother's exciting motions that she had seen ... as she knew that somebody would be walking by her open door! She peeked, knowing that it would be too dark for the person to see whether her eyes were open. It was Mom! She continued her sucking and now she finger-fucked herself, enjoying the idea that her own Mom was watching her. Arizona Family in '69 Ch. 1 Teri returned to bed, no longer sleepy. She lay on her back, naked and fondling her breasts, thinking of her boy, his beautiful prick, and of her daughter, with her imitation of sucking up and down on a prick the way Teri liked to do it, with John on top, 69-style. Only Katie didn't have an actual prick to suck on. Would she be thinking of any particular prick? Would it be ... but no, no, she wouldn't be thinking of anyone right here at home ... would she? Teri let the thoughts come to full articulation. The sucking technique she had perfected over the years was wonderful, and John really loved it too. She wondered how it would be to sixty-nine with her boy, using the technique, with Eddie licking her cunt while she sucked up into his hard prick, released it and dropped back down and then went up again to capture it and suck, suck, suck. As she envisioned the boy-fuck, she fingered her cunt lips and spread her legs, closing her eyes. The words in her mind excited her; the object of her emerging sexual obsession was taboo. "Let me suck! Oh, baby, I love my boy's huge prick! Oh, Mom wants you, baby! Eddie, do you like Mom to suck you?" Taboo-sucking! Taboo! She didn't need the word for it; she felt it in every nerve cell of her body as an electric feeling of urgent but forbidden sexual desire raced through her. Sucking up and down on the imagined long hard cock of her boy! She heard a sound beside the door. She could see the shape, it was Eddie there, his form barely visible in the dark. She knew he was naked and that he was erect, watching her. She spread her legs and moaned as she finger-fucked herself and continued her imagined motions, her sucking up and down -- imagining the way Katie had imagined, but with the fuller knowledge of the real thing -- thinking of Eddie there, his prick. She heard her husband, beside her, snore. She felt overwhelmed by her desire and could not hold back. The world was new; the old one had ended. It was 1969, the dawn of something new! Now, yes, her cunt ruled her and she didn't care, she wanted her Eddie and she wanted him to respond, the way John did, with the words, the words meant for passion. Closing her eyes, she feigned complete self-immersion and lack of awareness of her watcher, her loving boy. "Oh, yes, yes, ... baby ... Eddie, darling!" As she said it, she felt herself enter that other world of swooning sexual heaven. There! She had said it, she had told Eddie what she was thinking, wanting, feeling. She thought this as she finger-fucked more rapidly and she watched Eddie masturbating at the door. As she came, she heard his muffled gasps as his come flew into their room. Then it sounded as if he raced away, back to his bedroom ... at least it sounded that way. ... John listened, barely able to hold back from speaking, his prick hard, as he heard his wife's call for mother-fucking and as he heard the clear sounds indicating that her son had heard her too. When he heard what sounded like Eddie returning to his room, John went down on Teri, kissing her thighs and sucking her toes. "Oh, Teri, baby, that was fantastic," he whispered. "John! I thought you were asleep." "Uh uh, it's OK honey, it was a joy, and now...." He licked her legs and then shifted to licking her belly and her breasts and then he climbed over her and pushed his prick between the beautiful two globes and began fucking back and forth, squeezing his prick with them. Then he lifted up, with his knees beside her arms, and slowly began a mouth fucking as she propped her head up on two pillows. "Oh, yes, Teri, I love to fuck you this way!" He knew he was talking too loudly, but he wanted to, he wanted them to hear it, to hear him as he fucked her lovely mouth! She couldn't reply but her hands petted his chest and back and urged him on. And, suddenly and on pure intuition, she knew that he knew what she wanted to hear, although they had not spoken of it. He pulled out of her mouth and lying next to her, fondling her breasts, he whispered what she knew that he knew she wanted to hear. "Oh baby, you always wanted your boy, didn't you? You wanted him to see your naked body, didn't you?" he asked urgently. Her whole body was flooded with goose bumps. "Oh yes, yes..." Teri replied in an equally urgent whisper. "You wanted him to go down on you, to lick your hot mother cunt, didn't you?" "Yes, yes!" "And you want to suck him, his hot hard boy-prick over your face as you reach up to it, licking, sucking, isn't that what you really want, to suck your boy?" "Yes, you bastard, yes, I want his prick!" "Here it is baby, pretend it's your boy's hot prick and suck! You always wanted your boy to do this, didn't you?" John felt a thrill running down his back as he uttered those words and as he lifted up and paused to give her a chance to respond. "Oh, yes, yes, I want his prick in me!" "Take it, Mom, here it is -- your boy is fucking your mouth!" Meanwhile, young Katie had been so stimulated that she could not sleep. She left her bed to get some water and in doing so, passed her parent's bedroom. She glanced over and was treated to the fantastic sight of her Dad fucking her Mom's mouth! "Oh, baby, your boy loves to fuck your mouth, do you like it?" she heard her Dad say. "Ummmm," was Teri's positive answer as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She had seen Katie at the door and was now doubly turned on by the idea of her daughter watching her being mouth-fucked. And also, in imagination created by the vivid words, she was being mother-fucked! She spread her legs and finger-fucked herself with both hands and let her husband be fully in charge of the mouth region, fucking in and out. She closed her eyes and sighed in sexual delirium: being fucked his way, being watched! Yes, her boy fucking her, his prick in and out of her mouth! Her husband paused and whispered in her ear, "Your boy likes to fuck you, Mom. He lies in bed thinking about it, seeing his Mom naked, her cunt in view, his mouth going down on her, his prick getting hard and then fucking his Mom's mouth, in and out, in and out." "Oh, yes, yes," Teri cried, her entire body rippling with goose bumps of such taboo talk. He plunged his prick in and out her mouth once again and leaned forward toward her as he whispered, "Oh Mom, your boy loves to fuck your mouth!" "I'm coming, I'm coming," he called out as he pulled out and his come sprayed over her face and breasts. Teri licked and sucked his prick and balls while she brought herself off once again. Their daughter Katie watched her lusty parents make love and cloth it in a taboo fantasy in which Mom was taking her brother as a lover. So would Dad want her too, would he want to give himself to her, to spray her with his come after she made love to his monster organ? Katie swooned with the thought. Who knows what else could happen? Weren't people saying that the world was new, something was happening out there? She hardly knew what they meant. Was it this, was it about love and did love mean sex? Eddie had realized something wild was happening in the night and, quietly, after first starting back to his bedroom, the idea propelled him back to the doorway. Then, in the dark he tiptoed back into his parent's bedroom and stood in the shadows in a corner. He listened to his Dad's wild urgent talk, the exciting talk -- about him! About making love to ... his own mom! And Mom wanted it, she said so, she wanted her boy to make love to her! And not just any old way. She wanted his prick gunning in and out of her mother-mouth! Eddie masturbated while he listened and then, as his father came, he too shot a fresh load onto the white posh rug. He waited until Katie returned to her room, then he tip-toed out as he heard his mother's last swooning words, "Oh, yes, I want him, I want my boy to make love to me!" The next day, a Monday, Teri was vacuuming the living room rug. Even when she worked around the house, she liked to look nice. She was proud of her attractive body and liked it when men ogled her. John had left for work and Eddie was in his room, probably sleeping. She thought about last night and felt her body get warm. She turned off the machine and went to the kitchen to drink some water. In her mind, a movie was playing, featuring John and Eddie. First one, then the other was making love to her. Her pussy became very wet, her panties soaked. She removed them and, after pausing, decided not to put on fresh panties just yet. She returned to the living room and tried to take her mind off the sex by continuing the vacuuming. In a minute, Eddie was there and he sat in a large chair, his legs spread, wearing only his shorts, as usual. She was startled and still hot. Suddenly, she felt her sexual desire take over. She wanted to thrill her son, to let her boy see her sexuality, her hotness inside, she wanted to display for him! She pretended to see something on the rug that needed close attention and shut off the machine to bend to it, hunching down and spreading a little as she did so, revealing to the gaze of her boy her beautiful cunt lips. Eddie's eyes opened wide and he stared, licking his lips. Teri was intently focussed on trying to remove an imaginary particle from the rug, having to work at it so that she now had to bend closer. The view of her cunt was gone now, but in its place was the deep cleavage on display because Teri wore a shirt with all but its bottom two buttons open. Eddie's groin ached as he observed the luscious mother-tits, large and with puffy areolas with lovely nipples. He wanted to suck them! Teri bent still further, now at Eddie's feet and she looked up now, her eyes moving from his face to his swollen crotch. She smiled seductively, "Eddie, what are you thinking about, dear?" "About ... you, Mom!" He was flustered by her question. "Ummmm, I wish I knew what you thought -- I mean, what picture is in your head, for instance?" She had her hand on his naked thigh and her eyes fixed upon his, smiling. "The picture? It's you ... and me!" There he had said it! He felt warm all over, maybe she would really be angry now? But his Mom's hand roamed closer to his groin and then, he closed his eyes as he felt her hand running up and down over his erection. Suddenly Teri stopped. This was going too far! What was she doing? It was one thing to fantasize, to display, to talk, but to actually have physical contact? To fuck her son? No, she couldn't! She got up, saying, "I'm sorry, Eddie, I don't know what got into me, I have work to do." Eddie, at once relieved and disappointed, got up and went back to his room. He pulled down his shorts and began to masturbate. In this mind, the scene played itself out with a different ending. She was sucking it, the way she had said last night she longed to suck it. He moistened his prick with saliva and increased the tempo of his masturbation. His Mom taking out his prick, admiring its length and width, its huge angry head. His Mom under him. He was licking her cunt but he could look back and see her head swoop up and down, sucking him, sucking him. "Oh, Mom, Mom, suck, suck, suck me!" Eddie cried out. He had forgotten that his door was still open and really had no idea that Teri was still in the midst of hot desire and that in her indecision, she had now come upstairs with the apparent purpose of continuing the vacuuming in a new location. She had heard the bedsprings and moved to the door, then watched her son as he wet his lovely prick. Then she heard him call out and knew he was thinking of her sucking him. Thinking of her, his mom, going down on her own son. She raced to her bedroom and pushed the door closed, undressed and lay on the bed. She too wanted to complete the scene with a different ending! Her boy above her, his feverish tongue at work while his prick waited above her mouth.... Eddie's come flew out and over his naked belly just as he heard his Mom's feet racing toward her bedroom. Quickly, he dried himself and put his shorts on, moving out into the hallway. He edged toward her door. It was not completely shut! At first it was slightly ajar, but then his light touch ... and it moved silently to provide him with a better view! Teri's bedroom was dark, with curtains drawn, but her beautiful naked body was clearly on display for her ogling son. He saw that her eyes were closed, but she was mouthing words. He listened intently. "Oh, baby, yes, let Mom suck that giant prick, I always wanted it and I need it! I know you want me baby. I know you masturbate dreaming of your Mom, of fucking her! I need you baby, I need you to fuck me. Sixty-nine! Love me while I love you, sixty-nine! I don't care about anything, anybody. I just want your cock in me, in my mouth, I need it!" Eddie approached the bed and she opened her eyes. For a moment, she hesitated on the boundary of fantasy and reality. Then she whispered something to him and waited. When she opened her eyes again, the thrill of seeing it there so near, just above her, overwhelmed her. She moved up to capture it in her mouth. Her boy's prick! Sucking it! Reality had become fantastic. Arizona Family in '69 Ch. 2 Katie had watched it. Incredible! Her brother licking her Mom's steaming cunt! His throbbing prick above her face as Mom did her special sixty-nine action! Katie had witnessed that extraordinary mother-action once before, when she had observed Dad and Mom as they had made love. But this had been even more sexually potent: she had seen her Mom in total incestuous sexual abandon, her legs spread wide, her words encouraging her son Eddie, as the two were immersed in scalding-hot sixty-nine action. Katie surmised that Eddie had learned what to do by watching his how his father did it. Mom would do her thing, her head moving up and down, mouth open to capture the prick and then release it, sucking up and down in sexual delirium. Katie herself absorbed this sexual knowledge once again in viewing this new round of sixty-nine action. She knew what she would do: reach up and envelop the erect prick, its shiny head glistening with pre-come, its veins throbbing. She would take it into her mouth, work her tongue around it and then abruptly fall back to release it and watch it throb there above her face before rising to mouth-grasp it again. Oh, yes, but when, when would her turn come? Whose cock would it be? These were her thoughts as she returned to her room after observing the final satisfaction of the pair, Mom dropping back in sleepy exhaustion, Eddie flipping from the bed to hurry back to his own room. Later that evening, John took a hot bath, letting the reality out there steam away from his consciousness as he centered his mind on the upcoming event of the evening. His heart raced a little as he played out the scenario once again, anticipation making it all the more exciting. After drying, and starting a fresh tub of clean water for Teri, he threw on his robe. He signaled to Teri for the "preparation" to commence. This was one of his new "ideas." Ever since the moment he had followed Teri in the bedroom at midday and fucked her while knowing that Katie was watching, everything had changed. He was full of exciting forbidden thoughts that now, he realized, could be translated into reality. These were what he and Teri already had come to code as his "ideas." This one had excited Teri when he had suggested it in a whisper to her earlier, after dinner. He heard her approaching and looked toward the bathroom door. It was a thrill to see his long-legged wife approach and then take her position, as yet fully dressed, but now poised at the door while the warm water slowly collected in the bathtub. Teri's stretched out her arms as if reaching for each side of the doorway, as they had planned the start of the scenario. Now he began to undress her. His pulse quickened as he glanced sideways. Only a few feet away his lovely daughter Katie was peeking from half-open door to her bedroom adjacent to the bathroom! An audience! How appropriate! How exciting! Putting on a show was great! A show for Katie, his lovely daughter! A daughter who had the hots! John smirked at the thought. Katie watching him strip her Mom! Hmm, and licking and sucking as he did so! No stockings, just bare smooth long legs with high-heeled shoes. Teri was a gorgeous sexy lady! Kneeling, then, licking his way up her bare legs, he grasped the dress, lifted it ... up ... and off. Now Teri's luscious globes came in view to him, pushed up by her half-bra -- which he proceed to remove even as he probed Teri's mouth with his tongue. And she responded. "John, lover-baby, yes, strip me. Take it all off! Make me hot for the bath and ... the lovemaking. Hmm, yes, for the sucking!" There was that word again! John went into high heat, his cock lifting and exiting his now partially open robe. Oh, yes, Teri asking for the strip. Teri wanting to suck his cock! Hot bath, warm suck! And sweet sexy Katie watching and hearing it all! Oh, having an audience was fantastic! Suddenly, Teri improvised in a way he not anticipated. She whispered to him, "John-lover, pretend your someone else, OK?" "Someone else?" His prick responded a bit. "For instance?" He felt Teri's entire body tremble and saw goose bumps on her arms as he kissed her breasts. "Be my boy-lover ... you know..." she whispered, "Eddie." John's prick stood up at attention. "Oh, Mom," he fell into the act, "I like your body so much. I keep jerking off thinking about it. I love to kiss and suck your breasts like this." Teri trembled. "Oh, yes, you make Mom feel so good, honey. Take off my panties, make me naked, lover." John slipped her panties down. "Mom, Mom, how beautiful you are!" "Oh, God, yes, Eddie-baby, hold me, let me feel your big cock against me," Teri cried out, unaware or uncaring about Katie's hot ears as these took in her mother's lusty words. Katie's mind became a jumble of confused phrases and images, each more abandoned than the next as she watched and listened. If only she could let her Dad know what this was doing to her, if only he knew how much she loved him. Wasn't it 1969 when people were saying that we should make love, not war. Didn't they mean sex ... what Mom and Dad had shown their children, Eddie and her? Were other girls eager for their Dads the way she was? Did Dad want her the way Mom wanted Eddie? She wanted him! Katie flushed. Yes, she wanted her father, she wanted Dad. Dad stripping her! Dad kissing her! Dad's hands on her body, the way they were now caressing Mom's legs and ass! Oh, Dad, if only you knew how much I want you! John admired Teri's lovely breasts as he kissed and then licked and then sucked them, while his hands rubbed her ass, now covered only by panties. Hmm, he thought, Teri's legs are spread nicely and with those shoes on! And her arms spread out too! He knelt now. He lifted one leg and looking up at her, licked the top of the shoe. Teri found the suggestion she read in his eyes so exciting she reverted to John's own identity, forgetting the Eddie-fantasy. "John-lover, yes," cried Teri, "lick me that way! Oh, baby, that's a new one, I like it." Now she took up a role. "Slave, lick me! Do as your mistress commands!" Katie almost fainted at the sight. Mom getting her black high-heeled shoe licked by Dad! The huge angry head of his prick peeking out of his robe! Mistress-Mom calling out for Slave-Dad to lick her! Oh, yes, Dad, I'll be your love-slave if you want, only how to make it happen? John smiled as he now shifted the other foot. He was in no hurry. He placed his mouth under the thin pointy heel, jet-black, glossy, silky-smooth ... exciting! Exciting to suck a black pointy heel! Exciting to be fucked by it! Exciting to have Katie watching him as he became her Mom's love-slave, his mouth taking in whatever his Mistress wanted to insert. Teri felt the goose bumps again. Just when she thought nothing new could happen in an erotic encounter after a couple of decades of marriage, John came through again! Being mistress to him! Fucking his mouth with the black mistress shoes with their tall shiny black heels! Oh, lord, too much! "Mistress Teri wants you to fuck your mouth, slave, fuck it with her black heel-prick! On your back, slave!" John almost came at the command. He fell back onto the bathroom floor, his robe falling open to reveal his erect cock. Teri, naked now except for the erotic shoes, stood over him and planted one foot above his face. "Reach up and suck your mistress's black heel-prick, slave-lover, suck it up and down!" John got the point: he would simulate Teri's own special technique, working up and down on her "cock." He thrilled at the concept of it, the sheer beauty of the living analogy. And better yet: Katie was watching! Because otherwise she could not see the ongoing encounter as well, Katie had moved out from her room and was now at the bathroom door, peeking into it. Her mother had her back to the door and seemed unaware of her daughter's taking in the new pathway of hot adult action. Katie's eyes feasted on the sight of her Mom as the tall Amazon mistress commanded her love-slave husband to suck her in that special way! Katie watched, enthralled. It was so exciting! Daddy stretched out on the floor! That fantastic organ on display! It was throbbing, all full of veins, the head so big, so moist ... so ... delicious! If only she could find the courage to swallow it up right now! As John sucked up and down on Teri's smooth black heel, he watched his daughter and saw the sexual fever in her hot eyes and flushed face, her red ears, her trembling arms. Lovely Katie! Her breasts! Oh, to kiss and suck those teen tits, to nibble at them while she begged her Dad to let her suck his big prick the way Mom had "taught" her! John sucked and continued his daughter-centered reverie. Hot sweet Katie! To fuck her! Oh, God, yes, to fuck her! He wanted to make love to his own daughter! He knew he shouldn't. Even in this crazy time, fathers did not want to make love to their lovely teen daughters -- did they? Or ... did they? Who could resist it? Prancing around the house half-naked! Smirking knowingly when listening to her parents whisper of sexual matters! Daughters were temptresses, sexually awakened and seeking to be fulfilled. John let the thought go to its conclusion. Yes, to be full-filled -- with hard prick, lover-daughter, baby, hard prick! He let the "reality" of the "preparation" resume control of his mind and body. John removed the shoe. Teri, his large-breasted hot wife, was all naked for her warm bath and now entered the bathtub. "See you soon, lover," she smiled fetchingly to him. He turned to leave the bathroom. Suddenly, he bumped into Katie, who had been too slow to react to her mother's abrupt move to the tub. Katie had on only an old shirt that John had given last year. It was open in front. And, for his part, John had not thought to close his robe. When they bumped, flesh met flesh. Katie jumped as if the target of an electric shock. Dad's monster organ against her bare belly! Oh, God, oh, yes! She did not move away, but pressed forward. Her body was the brain now. The belly-brain said, "More!" The vagina-brain echoed, "Yes, more! Get that hot thing in here!" Her entire heated body was commanding her to take forbidden action. Thus, Katie continued to press herself against her Dad's bare flesh, itself hot and firm. John swooned as his prick rubbed against lovely Katie's bare belly and as his eyes took in the panorama of her lovely face and smooth shoulders ... and luscious breasts, each featuring a pointy nipple against a puffy aureole. John felt an inner turmoil. Oh, yes, oh, no! I shouldn't want her this way! I love her as my daughter, she's my own child! Letting her watch, yes, that was an incredible turn-on. Letting her see her father's core of being, his hot hard prick at attention! That was heaven! To be seen by his daughter! Letting her see how he and her Mom made love, that was a joy! Katie seeing her Mom suck his prick with such fervor! Yes, being watched by Katie was wonderful. But to go further, to make love to Katie? Impossible! John pulled away and Katie looked alarmed. She turned beet red with shame. "Oh, Dad," she whispered -- she did not want Mom to hear her now. "Oh, Dad, I'm sorry, sorry, I must be crazy. Everything is all mixed up. I don't know what's been happening. I feel so strange. I want such things as ... as a girl should not want ... from her own father!" John felt contrite, genuinely moved by her earnest confession. "Honey, I understand. There's no problem. We're just trying to be open about our sexual lives, your Mom and I. We love you, but we don't mean to ... to ..." "Dad, Dad," she whispered, approaching him again and leaning against him, "I can't help it. I need ... it ... you." She paused and then looked up at him. "I want you to love me. To make love to me!" There she had said it! She had told him at last! But what would he think? How could he want me? He has Mom, so he doesn't need me! She stared anxiously into his eyes. John lifted her face and started to plant a fatherly kiss on her lips. But then it became something more. Her mouth opened. His tongue took orders from his groin as his semi-erect cock now began to grow under the hot pressure of his loving daughter's bare belly. He let his tongue plunge into the warm waiting mouth, then withdrew it and repeated. He was tongue-fucking his daughter! Was this happening? Could it be? And now her tongue swept into his mouth in return. The two tongues intertwined in hot moist embrace, fucking their mouths, in and out. "Oh, baby, baby, not here..." John quickly moved them into her bedroom and closed the door. "Daddy, Daddy!" "Baby, baby, yes, yes -- down!" Katie trembled with lust as she lay down on the bed naked, waiting. She closed her eyes. Soon it would happen. She would be Mom! She would look up and see it there, waiting for her to reach up to it. In a moment she felt her Dad, naked now, move to the bed. She felt his tongue on her feet, then her thighs. She spread her legs, keeping her eyes closed. Father! Oh, father! Yes, yes, I'm in heaven! She felt his kiss down there, his tongue moving rapidly, in and out! Oh, rapture, oh heaven-on-earth, my father, my lover, my Daddy making love to me! She waited a moment longer to take in the wonder of it. Then she opened her eyes. Even in the darkening room, she knew that what she saw was momentous ... the culmination of everything she had learned in this brief time. She had learned about love, about sex, about words and worlds that once had been forbidden, living only in unspoken erotic daydreams. But now... With her eyes still feasting on the sight just above her, she raised her head, opened her mouth and then... Fantasy mutated into reality.