Author: Pookie Title: Pookie | Melissa's Secrets (Chapter 47) Part: Chapter 47 Universe: Home Summary: This is the story of Melissa's sexual awakening with the help of her friend Sarah and Sarah's mother. Keywords: MF, mf, Mf, mF, FF, ff, Ff, Mult, cons, Lolita, bi, wife, inc, mother, son, bro, sis, fath, dau, span, lght, swing, group, 1st, oral, mastrb, toys, creampie, exhib, voy, teach, nud, teen Revision: 1.01 Archive: ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/Pookie/MelissaSecrets Mailing List: ***************************************************************** STANDARD DISCLAIMER The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you are offended by sexually explicit content or language, please DO NOT read any further. All characters in this story are fictitious; any similarity to any persons, places, individuals or situations is purely coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities described in this story. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author, Pookie (pookie_grrl@hotmail.com). This story may be freely distributed with this disclaimer attached. Copyright © 2002-2014 Pookie. All rights reserved. ***************************************************************** Melissa’s Secrets By Pookie Chapter 47 Walking in the front door, I wondered where my brother might be. I didn’t want to run into him in the upstairs hallway with a bag full of sex toys. “Is Jamie home?” I asked Mom. “He’s at a football meeting until noon. So, he likely won’t be home until twelve-thirty or later. You might want to put those in your hiding place until your father and I decide when to let him in on our secret about Larry and Elaine.” I walked down the basement stairs thinking how much of a pain it was going to be keeping all my stuff down in the basement. The diary and album weren’t that big of a deal, but the idea of having to come all the way down here just to get a toy when the mood struck me totally sucked. Hopefully my parents would go ahead and talk to Jamie about the Formons soon. Otherwise, I was gonna have to buy a lock box I could keep in my closet. Using my key, I unlocked the basement closet. I was about to set my new toys next to the rest of my stuff when I said “fuck it” out loud to myself and decided I would keep them in my dresser for the rest of the day. Before closing the closet door, I grabbed Mom’s diary. I also opened my album and pulled out the disc with Peter’s birthday video. I smiled remembering some of the highlights. I decided to take it with me to my room. I hoped Mom would let me watch it again, along with us watching the video of Jennifer. After I reached the hallway and closed the basement door behind me, I heard Mom’s voice coming from the family room. I walked to the entrance and saw that she was on the phone. I heard her mention ‘PTSO fundraiser’ and knew she would be talking with whoever it was for some time. That reminded me, it wouldn’t be too much longer before school started back. Two weeks from the upcoming Monday to be exact. So, I went upstairs carrying a shit- load of secrets to my bedroom. ****** I quickly got undressed, leaving my panties on. I took my new toys out of the bag and unwrapped them. I took each in my hand and looked it over thoroughly. I also made a note of all the batteries I would need for them. I would have to ask Mom if she had any in the house so I could try at least one or two of my new toys. I also had to decide on a good hiding place for them in my room, for now I put them under my underwear in my dresser. Looking at them, I was still amazed that Mom and Daddy had been so generous. I lay down on my bed with Mom’s diary. I laid the disc on the covers beside me to remind me to ask Mom when she got off the phone. I then picked up the diary and thumbed through the pages looking for something interesting. I found the original entry I had read on Monday. On Sunday when Mom was coming clean with me, she had told me a little about this couple with a baby and their twelve year old daughter. I had found a number of entries she had written about Scott and Laura Mann along with their baby and twelve-year-old daughter, Lisa. I saw that Mom referred to them as ‘Mr. and Mrs. M’ while skimming through the book earlier in the week. The first few entries confirmed what Mom had said about them, although weird was probably an understatement. I decided to continue reading about them, curious to learn more. I found the next entry: {_Dear Diary, I had an OCS planned weekend with the M’s. I had hoped to get some studying done. But being a little short on cash, I decided I better take the weekend engagement. When H called me to see if I would be available, she told me that a few of the other OCS girls had balked and refused to see the M’s again. Their prudishness was my gain. Mrs. M picked me up at 4 p.m. I had babysat for them before and was familiar with their quirks. She told me about a company party she and her husband had to attend on Friday night, and they hoped to get some sailing in on Saturday. She wanted me along so she could do some of the sailing while I watched baby E. She grinned as she told me that there would be plenty of play time as well. I asked her if she was still nursing their baby, who was in the baby seat in the back, and she said she was. She laughed as she asked me if I was anxious to nurse from her again. I was embarrassed. We picked up their preteen daughter, L, from some friend’s house and went to the M’s home. Mr. M arrived shortly after we did. Little E was sound asleep in her crib after feeding and changing, and L had gone to her room. Mr. M pulled me into a tight hug and kissed me, cupping my butt cheeks to pull me tight against his groin. I could feel him getting hard. Mr. M hinted that his wife would need some relief from all that milk in her breasts later during the night. Mrs. M was watching us and smiled, telling him that my nursing from her together with him was more for his benefit. Mr. M laughed claiming she got as much pleasure out of it as he did. I wasn’t sure why they were arguing about it. They both got off the time we did it before. Mrs. M told me about the dinner she had prepared for L and me, and gave me the usual instructions for babysitting L and E. They had to get ready to be at the reception for the party so I went to L’s room. I played some card games with her before fixing us supper. The evening went fine with both kids being no particular problem. L was tired and even went to bed without fuss. I took a shower and then stretched out on their couch in the living room to nap a little. The M’s got home around eleven. Little E woke up at the same time as well, hungry and needing to be changed. I did the changing and got her in her little jammies. Mrs. M and Mr. M had gone into their bedroom and taken a quick shower. I picked up the baby and went into their bedroom with her. Mrs. M was still toweling herself so I handed the baby to Mr. M. His cock was already halfway hard. I glanced at Mrs. M’s breasts, they were pretty swollen. She normally pumped her breasts before going out, but she must have pumped them much earlier since they were very engorged. She was rather uncomfortable judging by the size of her boobs. I undressed knowing that it was play time and didn’t wait for instructions. We OCS girls aim to please. Mrs. M settled comfortably against some pillows at the headboard. She stretched out her arms and said, “Come to Mommy, big girl.” She lifted her left breast a little and E latched on immediately. She made soft gurgling noises as she hungrily sucked the milk from her mother’s breast. Mr. M had come up behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and cupped my boobs. I could feel his cock hardening and pressing into the crack between my butt cheeks. He had his nose in my hair. He told me I felt wonderful and smelled delicious. He pinched my nipples and pulled them some. He whispered that it was too bad I didn’t have any milk in them. He then urged me to get on the bed and nurse from his wife’s other tit. After snuggling up with Mrs. M, I wrapped my lips around her nipple. Her milk started to flow almost immediately. It tasted warm, sweet and rich. I didn’t mind drinking it. In fact, nursing from another woman and drinking her breast milk was a huge turn-on! To do it while her baby girl nursed from her other breast just added to the perversity of what we were doing. Mrs. M rubbed my head as I sucked gently but firmly, telling me how much better she felt as a steady flow of milk filled my mouth. I thought of it as my desert. The bed moved a little as Mr. M got on. He called me a dirty girl for sucking his wife’s milk from her tit. Mr. M then spooned me from behind. I lifted my upper leg a little and he started fingering my pussy. Little E nursed until she was almost asleep. I also let Mrs. M’s nipple go. I felt pretty full, too. Mr. M picked up their baby and burped her. He looked over at me and I wondered for a moment if he was going to try to burp me next. That would have been really awkward. He hadn’t tried that before, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t then. He held their baby close to Mrs. M who kissed her head and whispered sweetly to her before Mr. M took her to the nursery. Mrs. M scooted down and stretched out next to me. We started kissing. She was really getting into making out with me. Our mouths were open and our tongues were playing with each other. She said she could taste her milk from my mouth which seemed to make her that much more turned on. When Mr. M returned, he pretended to be a little boy wanting some milk as well. His wife jumped right into her mommy role and told her “little boy” to come and get it. He didn’t waste any time either. They both were getting off on the whole role playing bit. I did my part being the “little girl”. Mrs. M then had me get on my hands and knees between her legs and suck on her breast again. That left my butt sticking up in the air. At the same time, her husband moved behind me and pushed his cock inside my pussy and began fucking me. I was already plenty wet enough for him, so his somewhat thick dick just slipped right in. He wasn’t interested in anymore foreplay as he got right into pounding me from behind. Mr. M was thrusting harder and faster into me and I knew he was close to cumming. I wasn’t all that close yet, but I knew that Mrs. M would take care of me after Mr. M had cum in me. I just hoped all that mother’s milk wouldn’t adversely affect my birth control pills. After a couple of quick jabs into my pussy, he groaned that he was cumming. His cock jerked in me for quite a while, squirting his junk into my pussy. When he pulled out, Mrs. M had me turn around quickly and lower my pussy over her face. I knew exactly where she wanted my face as well. I felt her tongue in my slit, hungrily lapping up her husband’s cum. I concentrated on her clit, trying to make her cum fast. I knew the evening wasn’t nearly finished yet. I froze in place when I heard Mr. M say, “Hi, pumpkin. What’s the matter? Can’t you sleep?” I lifted my head and saw L standing in the doorway in her nightgown, watching what was happening on the bed. The amazing thing was she didn’t seem at all upset about what was going on. Then Mr. M told his “pumpkin” to come lay down with him for a few minutes, that she could watch me with her mommy for a few minutes before going back to bed. He always called her “pumpkin”. It was cute, but I doubted she liked it too much with her being almost a teenager. He sat up with his legs folded in front of him. She lay down on the bed with her head resting in the crook between his leg and hip. She watched as I went back to licking her mom’s pussy. Her father rubbed her head as he played with his hardening cock which was still covered with both our juices ... _} ****** I stopped reading as I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I knew it couldn’t be Mom, I could hear her still talking on the phone downstairs and Jamie wouldn’t be home yet. I quickly scrambled to put Mom’s diary underneath the bedside table. I looked back at the door and saw Sarah standing in the doorway to my room. “Hi, Mel,” Sarah said, looking at me with a smile. Also, she had obviously stripped naked downstairs. I panicked a little wondering if she had seen me scrambling, and thinking I was hiding something. “What are you doing here?” I quickly asked, wondering if I sounded too rattled. “Jamie is at school for a football team meeting.” “I know that,” Sarah pouted. “I thought we were best friends. Can’t I just come over to see you anymore?” “Yeah ... sure ...” “Why so grumpy? Your period?” I nodded. I was learning that periods can be a very convenient excuse for a number of things. I was kinda pissed, though, that I didn’t get to read the rest of what happened in the diary entry. Gawd knows when I would have time alone to finish reading it! Also, I was horny, and I didn’t think Sarah would be very interested in me while I was on my period. “I hope mine starts on time so I don’t have to worry.” “I wish mine had started a few hours later than it did,” I grumbled, sighing. I quickly told her about waking up the previous morning at the Thomas’s, and discovering in one of the most mistimed ways that I wasn’t going to be a mom anytime soon. “I’m sure Mrs. Thomas wasn’t upset,” Sarah said, giggling. “It wasn’t funny, Sarah,” I said, giggling too. I then smiled and said, “She did let her husband fuck me after she found out.” “That was nice of her,” Sarah joked. “Mom was there,” I said, grinning while biting my bottom lip. “Are you telling me that your mom watched you getting fucked by Pastor Thomas?” “For real, Sarah. I also watched Mom making out with Doris in a sixty-nine with Doris on top.” Sarah shook her head, bewildered. I knew she was having a difficult time understanding how Mom and I could do the things we had done with each other. It seemed so easy for me. I guess I had become somewhat used to the idea of a parent and child doing sexual things together. I had a boyfriend who was fucking his mom! But Sarah didn’t know about that ... yet. “Are you jealous of your other bestest girlfriend?” I teased her. She blushed. “Don’t say shit like that, Mel. Your mom is not my other bestest girlfriend.” I grabbed her and pulled her into a hug. “I’m just fucking with you, sister. But it’d be okay with me if you were.” “She’s more like ... I dunno ...” “A second mom?” “No, more like just a mentor.” “A mentor with benefits?” I said, grinning as I teased her. "We're just having fun with sex is all, Mel!" “I bet Mom and Daddy taught you a lot about sex.” We both giggled with Sarah blushing some. “Well ... yeah,” she admitted. Then she asked, “Did you and your mom ... you know ... play together at the Thomas’s like you both did the day before yesterday at my house?” I nodded, blushing. “Gawd, Mel!” she exclaimed. “She’s your mother! Does that really turn you on so much?” I casually shrugged. Her being my mother seemed more inconvenient most of the time. Every time we really got into it she would then suddenly slam the brakes on. Thinking about that was rather not a turn-on. She then anxiously asked, “What did you two do?” “She kissed my neck and chest, and sucked my nipple ... nibbling on it.” “That is so wild,” she deadpanned. “Maybe your mother is your other bestest girlfriend!” I smirked at her, but she was right. I knew Mom had done a whole lot more with Sarah than with me. The more Mom did with me, though, the less I was concerned about what she did with Sarah. If anything, I was sorta hoping something might happen between the three of us. And Mom was talking with me and including me in more of her activities. We had really become almost as close as best friends. It was what I had wanted all along. I continued, “The night before with just Doris and Bradley was pretty wild, too. I wish you had been there to experience it.” “Oh, so it’s ‘Bradley’ now instead of ‘Pastor Thomas’,” she teased. I blushed before I said, “I still call him ‘Pastor Thomas’ when he fucks me.” “You’re such a dirty girl!” I stuck my tongue out at her. “So what’s it like getting fucked in your ass?” Sarah asked, looking at me expectantly. “Doesn’t it hurt?” “Not the way the Thomases did it with me. They first got me all relaxed, kissing and massaging me all over. I also had a butt plug in my ass to stretch me open some. I even had my first enema. Actually I had quite a few. Doris got me all squeaky clean.” I described all the things I had done with Doris and Bradley in more detail. She almost freaked out when I told her about sucking his cock straight from Doris’s ass. She looked like she was trying to decide if she could ever do something like that. I hadn’t thought I could either, though, until I was caught up in the moment. “I’m not sure I’m ready to try that. Maybe if Jamie …” Sarah didn’t finish. I realized she was again thinking about her relationship with Jamie. I decided to change the subject quickly. “Mom got me up early this morning,” I told her, smiling. “Why?” “Mom took me downtown.” I loved the whole idea of sharing this with her. I had done something involving sex first! Sarah cocked her head looking at me questioningly. “And?” “She took me to a place I’ve never been to before.” “This has got to be good or you wouldn’t be keeping me in suspense like this,” she smirked. I smirked back. Yeah, I was milking this for all I could. “Sooooo?” she asked, exasperated. “She took me to a real sex shop!” “Bullshit! Even I know you have to be at least eighteen to go into a place like that!” “She snuck me inside! It was all stealthy and shit.” “How? You’d have to show a picture ID as soon as you walked in the door. You barely even look thirteen much less eighteen,” she said, taking a cheap shot at me. I snarled and stuck my tongue out at her. “She slipped me in through the door to the back alley.” “You’re lying, chica. Everyone would know you didn’t belong there. No way,” she replied, shaking her head. “Way.” I jumped out of bed and got my new toys out to show them to her. “Where did you get all of those toys?!” “At the sex shop. Duh!” “You’re serious!” she blurted out incredulously. “But ... you seriously don’t look eighteen!” “I didn’t have to look eighteen. It was before store hours, and Mom knows the owners!” “Holy shit,” Sarah droned. I told her all about the store and the Formons, especially the video booth. She looked a little jealous about that. Too sweet! “You know what freaked me out though?” I asked her. “What?” “The Formons have seen pictures and videos of me, too. And they have hinted that there are videos of my parents with their kids.” “Then they have probably seen videos of me, and likely pictures as well,” Sarah mused. Sarah seemed to be unsure what to say next. I knew what she was thinking as well. It was a little unnerving wondering about who all had seen you in your most exposed way. Your sex life was out there for who knows all to see. I knew I was embarrassed if I accidentally showed one of my breasts or something more to a stranger, at least until all the nudist stuff. I was sure all girls felt the same way. I knew Sarah did. But Gawd only knows how many strangers had seen me and Sarah having sex with quite a few people over the past year! “I found out something else,” I told her. “You remember the lake house Daddy took you to?” She cocked her head, looking at me like I was retarded. Of course, she remembered the lake house. Daddy had taken her there to fuck her for an entire weekend. “Just checking,” I joked, trying to cover for my moment of idiocy. “The Formons own it.” “They must be seriously rich then. The place was incredible, Mel!” “I remember you telling me some about it,” I reminded her. “Did you meet them when you were at the lake house?” “No, your dad only mentioned that the owners were good friends of his and your mom. I didn’t know they were involved in all the sex stuff going on, too.” “So you’ve never met them?” “Not that I know of or remember.” At least some things were starting to add up for me. I was glad Sarah was just as much in the dark about all that as I had been. “Remember the webcam software your parents used when they and my parents watched you, me, and Jamie in your family room? Well, Mom said Mr. Formon sold some video software similar to that to some big companies for bookoos of money. He kept a special version of it, though, for doing the webcamming.” “I guess the Formons are a really big part of everything that’s going on.” I nodded at her. ****** Pointing behind me, Sarah asked, “What’s that disc there?” I looked and almost freaked when I saw the disc I should have hidden! Oh well, it was just Sarah. I was gonna eventually tell her about it anyway. So, I grinned and said, “It’s a video of the party for Peter’s birthday. I got to watch it last night together with Mom and Daddy.” I gave her a general description of things, protecting the Rayners’ secret. “I can’t even imagine watching something like that with my parents,” she stated. “At least not the sex parts.” I then told her about putting my dirty panties in Daddy’s face. She thought that was really daring. It also caused her to ask, “Do your parents know I told you about their sniffing my panties?” “I didn’t specifically say you told me, but they must think the only way I could know what I told them was for you to tell me.” Sarah blushed. “Did they get mad at me for telling you about both your parents liking to sniff your panties?” I shook my head. “No, Mom later came to my room. She wasn’t mad at all. I think they were a little embarrassed about me knowing though.” “Well, do I get to see the video of the party?” I was afraid of that question. Would the Rayners be okay with Sarah knowing what they did with their kids? Probably not. I looked at her. “Sarah, please don’t get mad at me. I have to ask the Rayners if it’s okay for you to watch it. I promised not to let anyone but my parents see the video without their permission first.” “So there is stuff on there that I’m not supposed to know about?” I cringed. She wasn’t stupid. Once again there were secrets between us. I didn’t want that anymore. I wanted to be able to tell Sarah everything and anything. “It’s not just you, Sarah. I can’t even show it to Jamie. Or even your parents, for that matter.” She scrunched her lips. I added, “The disc has something on it that the Rayners don’t want very many people to know about.” I knew she was wondering what those secrets might be. I wondered what she would say if she knew my boyfriend was fucking his mom any chance he got, that I had watched them fucking. And that Pam and Penny were into sex with both their parents. Sarah probably was considering that might be their secret. With everything else she knew about their family, what else could it be that was too sensitive for her to know? She started to smile a little. I at least hoped that meant she realized it wasn’t my idea to hide what was on the disc from her. “Sarah, I want to show you the whole thing. I will ask Maggie if I can. Okay? And then I can tell you all about the party, too.” We hugged as Sarah nodded. ****** The phone rang. I let Mom get it. Moments later, Mom yelled, “Mel, pick up the phone!” “I bet I know who that is,” Sarah teased. I blushed. “Hi, beautiful,” my boyfriend said. “Someone’s horny,” I replied. Sarah giggled. “I can’t ever just compliment you without having an ulterior motive?” “Of, course you can, handsome,” I told him sincerely. “I was just teasing you. I get to do that.” Sarah mouthed, “Do you want me to leave the room?” I shook my head. I then told Peter, “Sarah’s here with me.” “Tell her I said hi.” I looked at Sarah and said, “Peter says hi and he’d like to fuck you.” “No, he didn’t.” “Can I?” Peter eagerly asked. “Maybe.” “Maybe what?” Sarah asked. “Maybe Peter can fuck you,” I said. Sarah looked at me all wide-eyed and shit. I felt a little tingly thinking about watching the two of them together. “Mel,” Peter said into my ear, getting my attention. “Do you want to go on a date tonight?” “I thought we were.” “Well, yeah, but we hadn’t actually said we would. Kari is going on a date with some guy and she wants us to come along.” Kari? I wondered what she was up to. Wednesday afternoon had been seriously freaky with her and her mom. I was a little surprised she was still interested in hanging with me after my lukewarm response to what I had witnessed. “That’s cool, I guess. Her date is gonna drive us?” “Yeah.” “Who is he?” “Aaron Riley.” Aaron was a classmate of Penny and Kari. He was seventeen and would be a senior this year. It didn’t really surprise me that Kari was dating him. He was rather good looking. I suspected he was pretty good at sex, too, especially considering Kari was his date. He had this gorgeous red hair. I wondered what red pubic hair on a guy would look like. “Is that a problem?” Peter asked after I hadn’t responded. “No. I just didn’t know she was seeing him. It’s cool.” I wondered how cool Aaron would be around Peter though. A high school senior hanging out with a guy still in middle school could get a little awkward. “Guess what I’m doing?” he asked, followed up by a slight moan. “Are you jerking off?” I blurted out, momentarily forgetting Sarah was sitting on the bed in front of me. “Oh, shit,” I embarrassingly said, and giggled with Sarah. “Can Sarah hear me?” he asked, which I thought was odd. Peter wasn’t really shy about things. “No,” I told him. “I’m fucking Mom.” “What?!” I almost loudly shouted, but caught myself just in time. It still got Sarah’s attention though. “What’s going on?” Sarah asked, obviously noticing I was acting strangely. “Is he really jerking off while talking to you?” Suddenly I wasn’t sure what to say. Sarah didn’t know about Maggie and Kent having sex with their kids. I couldn’t tell Sarah without breaking the trust they had in me. I couldn’t lie to her either. I bit my bottom lip freaking out. “Earth to Mel!” Sarah said, putting her face closer to mine as I heard Maggie moan something about God and Jesus. “Mel?” Peter asked, probably wondering if I had fainted or something. Finally I said to Peter, “Sarah wants to know what is going on.” “You don’t want to lie to her, do you,” he stated more than asked. I shook my head, and then realized he couldn’t see me over the phone. Sarah laughed at me. “Here,” she said while quickly reaching and taking the phone out of my hand. “Let me talk to him.” “Noo ...” I replied, panicking and reaching to get the phone back, but it was too late. “Hi, Peter,” she told him as I stared wide-eyed at her. “Your girlfriend is spazzing out. Are you really jerking off?” She listened. “Too cool!” Sarah said back to something he said. But to what?! “He’s in the middle of fucking,” Sarah told me, giggling. I just weakly smiled and nodded. “Is it Pam with you?” Fuck! “It’s not? Sarah replied. “Who is that moaning then? It sounds like you’re fucking her pretty good.” She waited a moment listening, and then her eyes bugged out as she replied, “Peter! You’re such a pervert!” I wished I had super hearing powers. What the fuck was he telling her? Why did I have to be just a mere mortal?! “Are you okay, chica?” Sarah asked me, half-laughing. “Yeah?” I replied with it sounding like I was asking her if I was. She laughed at me “Your girlfriend is in la-la land,” she told Peter. “So, you’re fucking your mom, huh?” Sarah grinned as she stared at me as I stared at her with my mouth hanging open. She was still listening to Peter though. “Doggie style, huh?” Sarah winked at me. “Do you call her ‘mom’ or ‘mommy’ when you fuck her,” she snickered into the phone. I just shook my head in bewilderment. “Calling her ’mom’ is cool. ‘Mommy’ is kind of nastier though.” Now I was more shocked at Sarah than I was at Peter! She leaned her head closer, “He’s gonna call her ‘mommy’ just for me.” She giggled and slapped my leg. “Your boyfriend is something else!” Tell me about it! “You want Mel to go down on me while you fuck your mother?” My boyfriend was a seriously demented pervert! He wasn’t lying to Sarah, but she thought he was fucking either Pam or Penny. She knew all about them, but Sarah thought he was trying to shock her with the idea that he was fantasizing about fucking his mom! Gawd, I loved him! He saved me from having to lie to Sarah, and he was basically doing phone sex with my best friend ... and pulling me into it now! I grinned and crawled down between Sarah’s legs, flicking my tongue out at her clit. “I can really hear ‘mommy’ moaning now! Fuck her good, Peter. Fuck her like a good son should.” Sarah giggled a little at herself, but I knew her well enough to know she was seriously turned-on by the things she was telling Peter. Also, her free hand was now rubbing and holding my head tightly to her pussy. She was totally into what she thought was role-playing. “Reach around and play with mommy’s tits while you slide that hard cock in and out of her. Pinch those nipples, Peter. Make ‘mommy’ feel good.” Sarah had me horny as fuck from the things she was telling Peter. I was doing my best to grind my clit into the bed spread. “I can hear her, Peter. She likes that hard cock. Give her all of that hard fucking cock! Be a good ‘mommy’s’ boy!” I began to worry if Maggie, lost in her lust, was going to give herself away. But I realized Sarah was going to eventually find out anyway. “Oh, you naughty, naughty boy! Fuck your ‘mommy’s’ pussy!” I glanced up at Sarah while still licking her hard little clit. She was pulling on one of her tits with her free hand. “Give your ‘mommy’ what she wants! Fuck ‘mommy’s’ cunt and cum deep in her!” Fuck! My best friend was totally letting go and enjoying the moment ... with MY boyfriend! I wondered if she would do something like this with her own. "Yes, Peter, fuck your ‘mommy's’ pussy. Fuck it real good and make her cum for you!" I couldn’t believe what I was hearing coming out of Sarah’s mouth! “Do it, Peter! Cum in ‘mommy’s’ pussy!” Sarah demanded. And moments later, Peter did. “That’s it! I can hear ‘mommy’ cumming with you! Oh Gawd, Mel! ...” And with that, Sarah totally lost it. She dropped the phone and wailed as she humped her pussy hard against my mouth as she came. It took almost several minutes for her to ride through the whole thing, but finally she let go of my hair. At last I could breathe again as well! “Of fuck, Mel!” she said, catching her own breath. “Now I know why you do phone sex with him!” I sat up and felt a perverted sense of real pride. I then noticed the phone lying on the bed and reached for it. “Peter?” I asked. “I hope you’re not mad at me.” “Fuck no! You destroyed Sarah though,” I chuckled. “Hi, Melissa. How’s my beautiful daughter-in-law?” I heard Maggie ask over the phone. “A little weirded out at the moment,” I admitted. She chuckled and asked, “Is everything cool there?” “Yeah. That was totally wild though,” I breathlessly replied. Sarah was lying on her back, squeezing her pussy with one hand. She was either still riding out the same or a new orgasm. I was still recovering from the shock of what had happened. “Good,” she replied. “Listen, sweetie, I hope we can tell Sarah about everything soon. Thanks for keeping the secret.” “It’s cool. Whenever. It’s up to you,” I told her, trying to keep my words neutral. “Sarah definitely enjoyed it though.” “I could tell. Peter put the speaker on so we both could hear her.” “Peter?” “I’m here, Mel.” “I’m gonna hang up now. I’ll come over this afternoon about five- thirty or so.” “I love you,” he told me. “I love you too, sweetheart.” “Did you like the phone sex?” Getting Peter off the phone wasn’t a simple task. But then, I wasn’t any easier. “You know you’re a great motherfucker,” I teased, giggling with Sarah. “Mother seems to think so, too,” he proudly replied. “See you later, lover.” “Bye, lover boy.” I said, turning the phone off. “Gawd, Mel!” Sarah blurted out. “I didn’t realize Penny was THAT much of a pervert.” So she thought it was Penny with Peter. I just looked away and kept my mouth shut. Sarah continued, “When she screamed out - ‘Fuck me, baby boy. Fuck mommy’s pussy! Squirt all your cum in me, honey’ - I totally lost it!” I scrunched my lips together before replying, “No shit.” She giggled which got us both giggling. “Maybe I can get Jamie to pretend he’s fucking your mom over the phone,” she grinned. I just shrugged, afraid to say another word about it. At that moment, though, I was totally in love with Sarah for doing something so nasty. I was gonna have fun one day telling her what had really been going on during that phone call. She added, “Maybe you could be a father-fucker for me sometime.” Holy shit! Peter had created a monster! “You want me to pretend to be fucking my daddy while I talk to you on the phone?” “Actually, maybe you could call me the next time you’re sucking his cock?” she devilishly asked. “It’s hard to talk with a cock in your mouth,” I giggled. But I was quickly discovering Sarah had a seriously wicked streak to her just like I did. It just took more prodding to get it to the surface. “Only if you’ll do the same for me, chica,” I shot back, which caused her to blush like crazy. The neat thing was that she didn’t say no to the idea. I became determined to find a way to make it happen. ****** We chilled out after Peter’s call and inspected each of my new toys. It was obvious she was envious of me. I made a point of frequently reminding her that she could borrow any of them whenever she wanted. I was hoping Colleen would take her to see the Formons’ store soon, and that she could get the same kind of treatment I had. I wish she had been there with me earlier. The video booth would have been rather cramped though, but it would have been that much more fun. “Mel, have you talked with Julie since last weekend?” “Nope. She wasn’t at her house the other day. It’s not like we ever talked that much before last weekend.” “She called last night and talked a lot about you.” “What did she say?” “She talked about what had happened in the fire tower at the campground. I wish I’d been there for that. She asked about the three of us hanging out sometime.” “Why hasn’t she called me then?” “I told her to call you, but she asked me if I would. I told her I would talk to you about it. She’s definitely a little shy when it comes to you.” “Why?” After hanging out at the campground and licking cum from each other’s pussies, I couldn’t imagine why she would hesitate calling me. It just didn’t make sense. “That’s what I asked her. I thought it was weird that she didn’t seem to want to call you after she told me about the things that happened last weekend.” “What did she say was the reason?” “It’s because of the things I’ve done with her since the beginning of last summer ... and the things she’s done with your parents. I replied to Sarah, “It wasn’t like she was out to steal my best friend ... or my parents.” “She also knows you’ve been told by Pam this week a lot about what was going on, and by Doris, too, she said. Add in the things she did with me and your parents, she isn’t sure you really want to be friends with her because of everything that has happened.” At first I wondered how Julie knew Pam had told me things, but then I remembered Pam’s boyfriend was Julie’s brother. Obviously Mike thought he needed to alert Julie that I could be a little pissed with everyone involved in all the shenanigans. Obviously Doris had told her about our talk as well. It seemed like everyone knew what was going on with me to some degree ... except me. I decided to get a little more informed myself! “How often have the two of you gotten together to have sex?” “We’ve only had sex twice since last summer, both times were during the Christmas break,” Sarah said. “The first time was a foursome with Julie, hers and your mom at Julie’s house one afternoon. You and Jamie were at your grandparents for a few days before Christmas. You had a holiday basketball tournament to cheer at the week after.” “Wait a minute. A little while back when we talked about our parents and the Rayners spying on us with the webcam, you said you hadn't seen the Walcotts with anyone else. Now you're telling me you had sex with Julie and her mom together with my mom even?” “I'm sorry. When we talked then I thought you meant 'catch' the Walcotts with anyone else. Remember at the time we were talking about you catching my mother with Mrs. Rayner? That we were discovering things by accident, especially you?” “Yeah, I remember now," I agreed. "I figured you would've brought up that Mom was someone else you had seen the Walcotts with when I asked though.” “Mel, I was with your mother so much back then. Other than the things I did with you and Pam, your mom was like always with me when I was having sex. It wasn't like 'watching' her having sex with them. I was right in the middle of it!” It stung what she said about having been with my mom so much that she hadn't seemed like somebody else. But Mom and Daddy had opened up so much to me and we had become so close that I was able to suppress my feelings of jealousy. “Did Julie do anything with her mom?” “No. Your mom used a strap-on with Terri and Julie, but not me. It was because I still hadn’t broken my cherry.” “Seems like that would’ve been as good a time as any to take care of that!” “Your mom didn’t think so. It seemed like Terri and your mom had agreed on that before we’d even gotten started. I quickly figured Julie had hers broken already the way your mom fucked her. I wondered then if Julie was a virgin or not, but didn’t ask. Of course, I know now only because you told me yesterday what Doris told you about all of it.” “When during Christmas break was the other time?” I asked. “The second time was two days later with Brent there as well. He fucked his wife and your mom. He rubbed and licked me like he had back during the summer. And I sucked him off, too. He never touched Julie, but he wasn’t shy doing things in front of her, and Julie never acted like she was shocked that her dad was doing sex stuff in front of her.” “That was because she was used to both - she having sex in front of her parents and her parents doing things in front of her. Remember, Brent and Terri watched Julie lose her virginity to Bradley.” “I could’ve never done it with your dad if my parents had been sitting there watching.” “I was freaking out wondering if Mom knew what was happening at your house when I gave mine to your dad!” I exclaimed. I then asked, “Did you and Julie also spend any nights together with my parents?” “No. We only spent nights together with Julie’s parents last summer. Other than last Christmas’ school break, I normally only saw or talked with her at school with others around. She did call a few times during the spring semester, but it wasn’t about much of anything, at least anything important.” “Why did she call you after Christmas if it was nothing important?” I was prying, but best friends can usually get away with that. “I dunno. Maybe she wanted to do more sex stuff with me but for some reason just didn’t feel comfortable enough about asking and chickened out,” Sarah replied and shrugged. “Did she ask about me any of those times?” “Not really. Well, maybe.” “Huh?” “She never specifically asked about you, but she did ask things like if I would be at a game to see you cheering. You know, sorta bringing you up but not directly.” “Why would she ask that? Why not just ask if you would be at the game if she wanted to hang out with you?” “I see what you mean now. At the time, I didn’t think much of it. I mean, everyone has always associated me with you. If you couldn’t find one of us, just look for the other.” That was true. Even Tammy saw it while we were growing up. And she normally only saw either of us at school back then. “That’s probably all it was then,” I stated, shrugging. “Do you want to hang out with her more now?” “Why not? She was fun to be around last weekend. She definitely knows how to ring my chimes! And apparently yours, too” I said, giggling. “Is she better than me?” Sarah asked, feigning jealousy. “She’s not bad,” I sincerely admitted, “But she’s no Sarah.” She leaned over and quickly kissed me. I lay my head against her and enjoyed just being with my best friend. ****** As we were lying there chilling, I thought of the things so many had told me over the past week. It seemed like people couldn’t wait to come clean with me. The talk Maggie and I had on Wednesday morning, among others, came to mind. She had known what Sarah had told me. I had wondered how she knew. “Sarah, when Maggie talked with me Wednesday morning at her house, she knew you had told me a lot of things. Things like you having done sex stuff with the Walcotts. How did she know you told me those things?” “Probably from Pam.” “You were telling Pam what you were telling me?” “I wasn’t running to her to tell her stuff. She was always asking me about what you said or what I told you about anything related to sex.” “And you just told her?” “Not everything. But she knew about me and the Walcotts, so I told her she didn’t need to keep it secret from you anymore.” “And also some other stuff?” She nodded. “I’m sorry.” Even though Sarah and I were best friends, Pam lived across the street from Sarah and they were often talking to each other. Maggie and Colleen were close, too, as I had found out, when I had discovered them together taking pictures of us kids. I knew all three of us - Sarah, Pam, and I - had gotten deep into things. I understood how easy it was to happen. I was far from innocent. I had conspired with Colleen and Maggie at times. The stuff we all were doing was almost like a drug. “It’s cool. I was just wondering how she knew all that stuff. I was wondering if I’d been bugged.” “I wasn’t a real best friend during any of that.” “Neither was I. We’ve already put it behind us. Hell, after all her confessions to me, I’ve given Pam a huge free pass on everything.” We hugged each other. Sarah said, “I’m amazed you still want to be friends at all with her. I know Peter figures into that, but still ...” “I’d rather have her as a friend than an enemy. I know what I can trust her with though. Plus, none of this is really new for her. She’s still keeping a lot from both of us. She’s way deeper in all of this than she lets on. But she has always been that way with me ... us. So, I put up with more from her than I would anyone else.” “Even me?” “You’re way different, chica. You’ve never kept anything from me just for the fun of it like Pam does.” “She did warn you about Jennifer ... even though she was totally wrong about her.” “That’s the thing. She plays her games ... but then she seems to know when to remember to be a friend ... sometimes.” “Probably because it involved her brother then.” “Probably, but what did it matter to her if Peter’s girlfriend was Jennifer instead of me? The only thing that makes any real sense is that deep down she wants to be friends with me.” “Do you trust her?” “Not completely, certainly not as much as before all of this. And I plan to be very careful what I tell her from now on. But other than use me for her entertainment, I don’t think she would try to do anything to hurt me.” “You’re probably right,” Sarah stated. “How are things between you and Pam now, after finding out everything?” I asked. “Are you still as close as you were before last summer?” “About the same, I guess. You know how it is. She’s hard to avoid since we live across the street from each other.” I laughed a little. “I’m glad there is some distance between me and her.” “That’s definitely a good thing,” she giggled. “Pam is sorta like family because our families have always been close. Pam and I have always gotten along. For the most part, I’ve just overlooked her personality. Being older than me, Pam does tend to know more things and it has been fun learning about some of those things from her.” I nodded. Honestly, I had overlooked her personality, too. I just hated her ‘in your face’ way of doing it. “I think of Pam pretty much the same way as before,” I said. “She can be an irritating shit, but she can be a lot of fun. Remember how Pam could sometimes just get too irritating, and we’d hide from her just to get away from her for a while?” “Yeah,” she giggled. “We’d hide from her, but a lot of times we just ended up having fun talking about her. We could do that because all we ever needed was each other to have fun.” I leaned closer and hugged her, kissing her cheek before sitting back. “Did you ever hide from me?” I asked. “Only once,” she replied, shocking me. I had never hidden from her! “When was that?” I curiously asked. “When you kept trying to get me to try out for cheerleading last year. I hid from you the day of tryouts because I knew you would beg me again.” I scrunched my lips. “Sorry. I just wanted you with me.” “I was with you. I was at all of your games and competitions. I was your cheerleader, cheering for you.” I smiled at her. “I always looked to find you in the stands. I always knew you’d be there.” Sarah continued, “I still don’t know why I let myself get caught up in everything over the past year. I really sucked as a best friend. You didn’t deserve that from me.” “Don’t worry about it anymore,” I told her. “I got caught up in everything just as you did. Just a little later is all. And I kept things from you, too.” “It would’ve been more fun if we had been in on it together though,” Sarah lamented. “Yeah, but it was too easy to get caught up with all the sex. It was a whole new world for me.” “Me, too,” she said. “I was having so much fun. Everything was so exciting. All the stuff in the beginning with your parents and the Walcotts just made me want more of it.” “If I hadn’t been so busy doing everything else, things might’ve happened sooner for me.” I sighed. “I didn’t set out to lie to you,” she adamantly stated. “I mean, I did lie, but ...” I held one of her hands. “I know how easy it was to get caught up in things. We had both been asked to keep things secret from each other. So I can’t blame you. Our mothers and Maggie and Terri are the ones to be blamed.” I thought back to my talk with Mom about all that while camping Sunday morning. Mom had admitted she hadn’t known how to talk to me about sex and about Sarah. I liked that Mom and I were talking now. We had come so far in such a short time. “You don’t seem to be upset at all with your mom now. Is it because she gives you some titty now?” Sarah joked. I blushed instead of taking offense. “Maybe,” I bashfully, but honestly admitted. It wasn’t really that, though. Mom doing sex stuff with me was just the result of the better relationship we had now. “I was just teasing,” she replied. “It’s totally amazing the stuff you have been doing.” “Look at the stuff we both have been doing!” I said. “I’ve been having a hell of a good time, though. How many thirteen year olds get to have the kind of sex we get to have?” “I’m hooked on it, Mel.” “Me, too!” I stated. “The lies and secrets were the only bad part. And it wasn’t just you. Not by a long shot.” “When I agreed to seduce you, I didn’t realize it was gonna be the start of a year-long thing of keeping things from you. As time went by, I became more and more afraid of the lies I was going along with to hide things from you. It had quickly reached a point that I was too far involved to easily back out.” She looked closer at me. “I was terrified of losing you. I was scared to go behind your mom’s back, afraid how she would react. I was afraid she would get mad and keep you from hanging out with me. I was also afraid my mom would find out what I was doing and get into deep trouble over it. What made it all even harder was that I was having a terrific time. I didn’t want the fun to end. I was hooked on being with your mom and then your dad as well.” “Did you and Pam ever stay here with my parents together?” “Only once. It was early last week. You were at the Rayners ... staying with Peter.” “What happened that night?” “Sex,” she readily admitted. “Your dad and Jamie fucked both me and Pam in your parents’ bedroom. Your mom was with us, too. She mostly played with us while watching the guys fuck us, or Pam and I had sex with her waiting on the guys to get hard again. Your dad did fuck your mom once though.” “Jamie fucked Pam in front of you?” “Yeah.” “And you didn’t get jealous?” “Sorta, but I think Jamie got jealous of your dad, too. I showed Jamie just how sexy and nasty I could be with his father.” “You put on a show to make Jamie jealous?” “It was either that or say something nasty to him.” I couldn’t blame Sarah for doing that, but it certainly didn’t help their relationship at the time. I was lucky Pam was Peter’s sister. I didn’t mind if they fucked, as long as she didn’t wear him out. Thinking about it, though, I was sure I would have felt the same way Sarah did that day. While Pam was a friend, she had this way of getting under my skin. The whole know-it-all attitude was her biggest problem. I knew Sarah felt the same as I did. “Has either of my parents ever talked with you about joining them with other adults ... like an orgy or something?” “Both of them have mentioned going to parties where everyone had sex together. Some of the parties were supposed to have a lot of people. But neither of them have said anything about me going with them or anything. Why do you ask?” “Last Sunday morning at the campground, Mom and I were talking about the Meyers’ orgy. Of course, she went on and on about me being too young or not ready blah blah blah. I asked her if she would’ve taken you to it, and she said probably.” “She said that?!” “Uh huh.” “I’m not sure I would’ve gone.” “Well, she seemed to think you could’ve handled it.” “I guess it could be fun to do some time, but I think I might’ve freaked out being naked around a bunch of people I didn’t know, much less having sex with them. Your Mom did say one time that she had been involved in orgies and that they could be a lot of fun with the right people, but nothing ever came of that.” “Would you go to one now?” “With your parents?” “Yeah.” “It would depend on you ... if you’d be going, too. I’d want you there.” “I’d like going to one with you. We could look out for each other.” “Would you go with Pam?” Sarah snickered as she asked. “Maybe. I mean, she has been at least to the one at the campground that I know of.” ****** Sarah shook her head like she was overwhelmed all of a sudden. “What’s wrong?” I asked her. “Nothing really.” “C’mon, chica. Something’s eating at you.” “It’s just everything. Last summer was pretty wild for me ... doing the things I did with the Walcotts. And you. Then I started doing stuff with your parents and the Rayners’ kids. Now I’m finding out there are others ... and orgies with kids and adults ...” “Do you wish you could undo everything ... like it never happened?” “No. Like I said I’m hooked on the sex. And I like being a part of it all, but sometimes I wonder now who else is involved that I know ... and that I don’t know! And do they know about me!” “I know what you mean. Mom told me some other things on the way home earlier.” “Like what?” “Anna Taylor.” “She’s in on all of this?!” “Yep ... as well as her parents and her brother.” “Mel, her brother is only ten!” “Mom was doing things with Andrew when he was nine.” “What can a nine-year-old do?” Sarah incredulously asked. “Well, he sucked Mom’s tits and licked her pussy. She said he did a nice job, too. She said he really likes doing all of that.” “He ought to be an expert when he becomes a teenager,” she said, grinning. “He’s probably an expert now! It might be fun finding out,” I said, blushing. “You’re such a pervert,” she said, teasingly. She blushed as she added, “I guess I wouldn’t mind letting him go down on me, if he’s really good at it.” “Mom said she sucked his cock. He can’t squirt anything yet.” “Jesus Christ,” Sarah muttered incredulously. “Tell me about it!” I stated. “But get this, Anna and Andrew have sex with their parents.” Sarah’s eyes almost popped out of her head. I then retold her the things Mom had told me, focusing on how Anna gave up her virginity at the lake house on Mill Lake to Mr. Formon. All of that blew Sarah’s mind as well. I also told Sarah that she couldn’t tell anyone else about any of this. “Mom said it wasn’t for circulation.” “But you told me,” Sarah said. I shrugged. “I know I can trust you to keep secrets, Sarah.” I then wondered why I didn’t just go ahead and tell her about the Rayners doing the same thing. But, I doubted it would stay a secret from Sarah for much longer. So, I decided to wait a little longer. I felt like she would understand me keeping that secret. “I love you so much, Mel!” she genuinely stated, hugging and kissing me. While I felt comfortable telling Sarah something like that, there was no way I was gonna tell her about Mom’s past. “I know the big bed on the patio rather well, chica. Your dad fucked me several times on it the weekend we spent together in that house earlier this summer.” Sarah blushed brightly as she told me that. We were both shaking our heads trying to digest all of the news. “How old was Anna when she started doing stuff?” Sarah finally asked. “She was six when her parents started using her as a nude model. Mom said that she posed with other people her age, but that sometimes they were older. Supposedly, there was a lot of touching and kissing going on. She was a few years older before she started doing blowjobs and stuff. Before that, she would hold a cock and others would touch her. Mostly her parents were trying to portray her as being playful with other kids or adults." "Whoa.” “Mom has seen some of the pictures, probably Daddy as well. Hell, Mom told me the Taylors even took pictures of Daddy fucking Anna ... and of my mom getting her pussy licked by Andrew!" "Holy shit," she breathlessly murmured. Sarah then asked, “Does Anna know about me?” “Mom told me Anna knows I’m bisexual and that I’ve had sex with some of my friends and their parents, but Mom doesn’t know if Anna knows anything specific about you.” “I bet she believes the two of us have sex.” “Yeah, but I don’t think she would ever try to hurt us. She has as much to lose as we do.” “You never suspected she was into girls while cheering with her?” “Gawd, no. I wasn’t thinking about anything like that back then.” “She was the flyer in your stunt group. You’ve felt up her butt probably as much as anyone,” Sarah teased. “Well, she does have a nice butt,” I grinned. “You’re already thinking about sticking your tongue up her ass!” Sarah accused. I pounced on my best friend, tickling her, and then softly kissing her lips. I was ready to lick anything of Sarah’s right then. “Do you want to play with her?” Sarah asked. “I’m thinking about it,” I stated. “I’d have to talk about it with Peter first.” “Yeah, I’d have to talk to Jamie,” she said. “Gawd, I would just love to talk with her about all the stuff she’s done!” “Would you want to do her?” “I think so,” she shyly replied. “You haven’t been all that interested in sex with others since you and Jamie became a couple.” “It’s not that I haven’t been interested. I was worried so much about how Jamie would react, but I think he and I are in a ‘better place’ now about doing things with others. We still need to talk more, though, so that we don’t fuck up and piss each other off.” So cool, I thought. I was so glad they were talking about it and starting to get past at least some of their jealousy. “Anna likes to ride her dad’s cock,” I stated, humping my butt up and down into her. “Would you like to ride your dad’s?” “Mel ...” “It’s just little ol’ me, Sarah. Remember? The girl who has already sucked her daddy’s cock?” “Do you want to fuck your daddy?” Sarah pointedly asked. “If Mom would let me ... yeah,” I admitted. I think it surprised her a little that I admitted it so easily. “Now, what about you?” “Probably, but I’m not sure,” she replied. “I mean, I haven’t done the things you’ve done with yours.” “Do you want to?” “Mel, what are you scheming?” “Nothing yet. But if you could ... let’s say ... suck your dad’s cock, would you?” She bit her lips. “Don’t be afraid to tell me,” I prodded. “I’d like to do it ... if I knew neither of my parents would go ballistic about it.” “I’ll help you.” “How?” “I’ll figure out something,” I told her. “We could always do a blindfold game.” We both giggled. She then said, “I doubt you would get away again with doing what you did with your own dad.” “I can be quite persuasive when I want to be ... especially with grown men.” “I guess it pays to have a filthy slut for a best friend,” she said, smiling. I pinned her down and put my face close to hers. “Only you get to call me a filthy slut and get away with it.” “Peter can’t?” “Not without paying the price.” “Yeah, I know what that is,” she giggled, making me giggle as well. There was also the possibility that I could role-play a filthy slut for him. Well, maybe a filthier one. ****** “You know, Sarah, you’ve never told me about the blindfold games you’ve done.” “You’ve never told me about yours either,” she protested back. “They probably weren’t that different from yours,” I replied. “I told you I had seen a video of one of yours when I was snooping one day late in June. The video was dated July 3 of last year.” “Yeah. I remember it like it was yesterday. It was pretty wild,” Sarah noted. “It was the first time I did something like that.” The scene had been inside the Walcotts’ house. Sarah had been blindfolded and restrained on the bed in their bedroom. “You had a big crush on Mr. Walcott,” I reminded her. She just blushed. She had told me a few times before that blindfold game happened that she thought he was seriously cute. Math was definitely her favorite class the previous school year! I described what I had seen in the video. Sarah pretty much remembered it the same way. “They did to you basically the same thing that was done to me this summer, except Mrs. Rayner was the only woman other than your mom that I saw. Of course your dad was there and he fucked me, too,” I told her. I looked at her more closely. “I later found out my mom was at all three of my blindfold games.” “I bet my mom was at all of mine as well then.” “Peter was at my first one.” “Oh my Gawd,” Sarah exclaimed wide eyed. “For real? Did he do anything with you then?” “Yeah, he was licking and fingering my pussy. He didn’t fuck me though since I wasn’t on the pill yet. Only your dad did. But I know Peter wanted to.” “Aww, that’s so sweet,” Sarah interjected as she hugged me. “I don’t know if Jamie was at any of mine,” I continued. “He could’ve been. I’ll have to ask him. I wouldn’t be surprised if my mom was at your first one, too. After all, she was gonna be your sex teacher like yours was gonna be mine.” “Probably. I did the game one more time at the Walcotts’ house. I bet both our moms were at that one as well. Those two times were before your Mom seduced me. That happened at your house. The other four blindfold games were all at your house.” “So, where did the third time happen at?” I asked. “I just told you, at your house ... in your parents’ bedroom. It was last October. I think it was the second Friday. It was in the afternoon before a home varsity football game later that night.” “Who was there?” “I know for sure that your mom and Mrs. Walcott were there. They were telling me that a man was there, which at first made me think it was Mr. Walcott. After a while, though, I was certain it was Mike pretending to be his dad.” “Who was there when they took your blindfold off?” “Just your mom and Mrs. Walcott.” “Well, it couldn’t have been Jamie there since he was on the varsity team last year,” I stated. “He would’ve had to stay at school that afternoon because of the game that night.” “All I know for sure is that the guy rubbed his hard cock all over my body, especially my nipples and pussy. When he rubbed his cockhead over my lips, I opened my mouth and sucked him. His cock wasn’t close to being Brent’s size. The guy ended up cumming on my pussy. The ladies wouldn’t tell me who the guy was.” “Sarah, there had to be another guy in the room along with Mike.” “Why do you think someone else was there, too?” Sarah asked. “Think about it, chica. You said the guy came on your pussy. That’s seriously risky to do to a girl who isn’t on birth control. You know it could’ve been both Mike and his father.” “I hadn’t thought about that,” she said, unsure of herself now. “I guess it had to be a man.” “After you sucked him, did the man rub his cock on your body before rubbing it on your pussy and cumming?” “Yeah. He repeated basically the same thing as before, but in reverse order.” “Where did it touch you first after you stopped sucking?” “On my cheek and lips. I opened my mouth to suck him again, but he moved away. I figured he was still close to squirting, but didn’t want to cum just yet. You know how boys are sometimes.” “Maybe,” I mused. “Did he start rubbing his dick against you again right away after it left your mouth?” “Well, not right away. He was moving around a lot on the bed beside me before I felt his cock on my face again.” “After that, did he touch your nipples and the rest of you with his prick like before?” “Yeah, and then he rubbed his cock against my pussy, slapping it against me some. I could feel the tip of it rubbing up and down along my pussy, rubbing against my clit a lot,” she paused. “Mel, you’re right. That is seriously risky. Our moms and Terri wouldn’t take a chance letting Mike cum on me like that, would they?” she more stated than asked. “No, they wouldn’t,” I firmly stated. “Whoever came on your pussy had to be fixed.” We both were quiet for a few moments. I doubted Sarah was thinking what I was though. “Sarah, it could’ve been a man other than Mr. Walcott.” Her eyes shot wide open when I suggested that. I continued, “It could’ve been any man that was fixed ... and that means ...” “Oh, my Gawd!” Sarah squealed. “It could’ve been Dad!” She held her hand over her mouth as she stared at me wide-eyed. “I bet it was your Dad since mine did the same with me,” I stated. “You don’t know that though!” she protested, but I could see she was starting to believe that it was likely that it had been her father who had rubbed his cock all over her and spunked on her pussy. “What if it was?” I asked. She didn’t answer right away, but she wasn’t freaking out either. She then said, “But it likely was Mike in my mouth. But how could it have been Dad doing the rest? I don’t think he would’ve done everything else in front of Mike. That’s why it probably was Brent.” “Your dad wouldn’t have done the rest in front of Mike,” I stated in agreement, “but who says Mike stayed in the room the whole time? I could easily see one of our moms sending Mike to Jamie’s room, having told him that they wanted to keep his being a part of the blindfold game a secret from you. Either of our moms or Terri could’ve whispered to him that the game was almost over and to go hide.” “Shit,” Sarah softly said, conceding that I was probably right. “How can we find out for sure?” I did wonder if I could get Mom, Colleen or Bob to tell me what had really happened. I bet I could get Bob to crack with the right type of persuasion. “I can try to find out from Mom or your parents, if you want me to?” She nodded. “Chica, my daddy did basically the same thing with me. And you’ve seen me sucking his cock.” Sarah started smiling as she thought about things. “Mel ...” she started to say, but then stopped and blushed. “Yeah?” I curiously urged her to continue. “After the blindfold game we did with your dad ... and watching you suck his cock ... well ...” I anxiously nodded at her. She continued, “I’ve been fantasizing about doing the same with my dad.” I bit my bottom lip while grinning. “Obviously that doesn’t shock you,” she somewhat sarcastically replied. “Sarah, that is so cool!” “What? Me fantasizing about doing things with my own dad?” “Sure! You know I’ve been doing more things with mine. I think it’s awesome that my best friend wants to do the same with hers!” “Gawd, Mel. We’re seriously demented!” “Yeah! Ain’t it awesome!” “We’re going to Hell, chica.” “At least we’ll have smiles on our faces as we have orgasms all the way there,” I beamed. “Yeah, and Satan will hear you coming the whole way, too,” she teased, causing me to pounce on her. Lying on top of her, I kissed her and said, “I’m gonna make it happen.” “What are you gonna do?” she warily asked. “I’ll think of something. You just go with whatever I say or do when we’re around your dad from now on.” “You better not get me in trouble.” “I’ll take the heat if it goes badly.” “You’re a crazy girl,” she blurted out. I smiled and shrugged. She knew me better than almost anyone. ****** “Speaking of crazy, you won’t believe what happened last night,” I said. “I’ll believe anything about you.” I then told her about the ‘educational demonstrations’. I went into explicit details of what I had done with my parents. “First I asked Mom and Daddy if they would give me a demonstration of how to do oral.” “It’s about time!” she joked, which just got her tickled and both of us giggling. “So, Daddy showed me his technique for muff munching ... which you know all too well, missy,” I teased. She blushed. “Daddy did an outstanding job, at least according to how Mom responded to his efforts.” “And you just watched?” “I was tempted to suck Daddy’s cock again. I mean, it was standing up so hard and proud like.” “I’m amazed you didn’t.” “Well, watching what he was doing to Mom with his mouth and tongue made it difficult to focus on much else!” “You were playing with yourself, I bet.” I nodded, trying not to blush. “Gawd, girl!” “I couldn’t help it!” “Then what?” Sarah anxiously asked. “Well, Daddy started fingering her pussy, too. Then he totally shocked me when he pulled his finger out of Mom and offered it to me to taste! He asked me if it tasted good. I could only nod my head ... while I kept sucking on his finger.” “You were a total slut puppy for your dad, weren’t you?” “I would’ve done anything he said, Sarah!” “I know the feeling,” Sarah admitted, coyly. “So, what else happened?” “Some time during all of that, he told me he knew I was already skilled at getting Mom off! She had actually told him that!” “Wow,” she said, astonished. I continued, “Daddy got me to play with Mom’s tits while he focused on licking her to make her cum.” “Your Daddy TOLD you to play with her tits?” “Uh huh,” I nodded. “Mom held my head to her boobs while I sucked on them, too. She was moaning like crazy! She was telling me over and over to suck her nipple harder!” Sarah just shook her head in amazement. “Mom’s whole body shook and bucked wildly while she was cumming. She begged me and Daddy to let up on her while pushing us both away.” “She was probably getting off on you being a part of it.” “I guess so. It got crazy at the end the way Mom was cumming.” “So, keep going ... what happened after that?” “We took a break before Mom showed me the proper way to suck my daddy’s dick.” “No way!” she breathlessly whined. “Uh huh. She showed me little things to really do a great blowjob.” “She did that for me.” Hmmm. That sparked an idea I quickly put away for a later time. “The blowjob lasted a while. I don’t think any of us cared though. At Mom’s direction, I deep throated all of his cock.” “You’re gonna have to show me how you do that.” “Don’t worry. We’ll practice together ... with Daddy.” “That’ll be interesting! Especially without a blindfold!” she stated. “So what happened next?” “Sarah, I fingered my father’s butt.” “Gawd, you’re so fucking filthy!” “Maybe, but it got him cumming like crazy!” “That is so freakin’ wild!” “You think that was wild, he was talking so filthy to me through a good bit of it. Get this, too ... I kept some of his spunk in my mouth and kissed Mom, sharing it with her.” “Fuck, Mel! You guys might as well have fucked each other!” “Mom won’t let Daddy fuck me. That is rule number uno.” “Why? You’re doing everything else.” “Fuck if I know. But that’s her rule. I think death is the penalty for breaking it.” “Well, I can’t see myself doing something like that with my parents.” “Why not?” “How would it ever happen?!” “Like it did Wednesday afternoon ... when you and your mom started touching and stuff.” “That would be the only way, but I still don’t think Mom or Dad would let it go anywhere as far as you guys went.” “Would you do it if everything worked out for it to happen?” She thought for a few moments. “Yeah. I think so.” “You could pretend it is just my parents you’re with. Daddy’s treated you like a daughter enough.” “You’re not upset about that still?” “Not upset with you. Just upset that it never has been me.” “You really want to fuck your father, don’t you?” “I think so, Sarah. I know I must be totally perverted, but I think I’d jump at the chance. But I won’t hurt Mom, so it’s likely never going to happen.” She rubbed my leg as I continued. “There’s a better chance of you fucking your own father. You can use what you learned from mine!” I realized I was whining about not being able to fuck my daddy. I definitely felt like a depraved little slut. All I wanted was one good boink from the man who squirted his junk in my mother to make me. I bet I was the cutest little sperm to ever shoot through his sexy cock! It certainly wasn’t the one that made Jamie. But as far as big brother sperm goes, Daddy didn’t do too badly. It totally made sense. Who better to fuck me than the man Mom wanted to fuck her for the rest of her life? He had like the best seal of approval you could get! Plus, I totally adored him. That had to count for something, too. ****** “I don’t know that I learned that much from your dad,” Sarah replied. “I didn’t have to seduce him or anything. It was your mom that got things going.” For me, the whole situation was beyond hope when it came to my father because of Mom. The thing that sucked the most is that I could probably easily get Sarah laid by her dad, but I was shit out of luck with my own. Oh yeah, I got to suck his cock and shit. He would likely go down on me whenever I wanted him to. All of that was way cool. But that was like only getting to order appetizers at the best restaurant in town! I was so pathetic. “You were lucky like that,” I told her. “You get to fuck my dad,” she reminded me. I needed to take advantage of that soon. I had seriously neglected him lately. He was probably already looking for a new hoochie cheerleader. Contrary to popular opinion, not all cheerleaders are hoochie mamas. Oh, there are a lot of cheerleaders working hard to achieve hoochie stardom. Many of them could save a lot of time by just not wearing panties. I would have more time over the next school year since I had quit cheerleading. I could totally focus on excelling in all the qualities of hoochidom! It was good for teens like me to have reachable goals. That’s what our school principal said just last year. “When was the last time you fucked my daddy?” I asked. “Tuesday evening. He came by and picked me up shortly after you and your mom left to go to the Rayners for Peter’s birthday party. Gawd, he was good,” she said with this dreamy look. “You’ve got a crush on my daddy, don’t you?” She blushed, “Maybe a little.” “Does Jamie know?” “Not from me. I think he’d be pissed if he knew I was crushing on Greg.” “Well you and ‘Greg’ better be careful. Jamie’s not going to like competing with his own father.” “I’m being careful. I’m not like in love with Greg. I just like the sex with him.” “I wish I could just like the sex with him, too.” Sarah giggled and got me to as well. “Where did you play ‘hide the wiener’ with ‘Greg’ Tuesday evening?” “He drove outside of town with me, out into the country and down this private dirt road.” “A private road? Do you know who owns it?” “When I asked where we were, he said some friends of his owned it.” “Hmmm.” “While on the private road, we went through a forest area for a while until we came out at a meadow. There was no one else around. Not even houses. It was really quiet.” “And you fucked while there?” “Well, yeah. But we made-out for a while before we fucked. And then he fucked me in the backseat.” “Was this like a date?” I asked, getting a little upset. I did my best not to show it though. “I wouldn’t call it a date. We just went somewhere private to fool around is all.” “That’s the first time you’ve been there?” “Yeah.” “If I could get someone to drive us, do you think you could tell us how to get there?” “Not really,” she said, uncomfortably. I looked at her curiously. She then delicately added, “I had my head in his lap a lot of the time.” Amazingly, I didn’t really feel jealous about her giving him a blowjob while riding with him. I was jealous though about him taking her somewhere again. I didn’t want her to know that though. It wasn’t her fault I felt the way I did. If I was gonna be upset with someone, it should be Daddy. I started smiling at her, shaking the jealousy feeling out of my head. “Too cool. I hope your dad knows where this meadow is.” I stated, beaming. “I get the feeling Dad knows exactly where it is,” Sarah smirked. “I wonder who owns it. While going through the forest down the dirt road, I could see what looked like walking trails that went back into the woods. It might be fun to go there to goof off sometime.” I felt sure I could get Mr. Clark to tell me sometime. I bet I could get him to take me! “So you fucked my daddy in the backseat, huh? Sounds like he has a crush on you, too.” “Maybe a little, but I know for a fact he’s crushing on someone else.” “Who?” “You, silly.” “How do you know that?” I very curiously asked. “The way he talks about you sometimes. Hell, I think your mom has a crush on you, too, but not like your daddy.” I stared at her. “They’ve both brought you up at times when things became really hot between us. I’m not sure if your mom really has, but I definitely know Greg seriously pretends I’m you once in a while. It’s why I ended up wearing your clothes a few times. Also, I always had the feeling that it was your father’s idea to get me to wear your clothes and stuff the times I did. When he does pretend, he really gets into it. I mean, I really think he forgets who I am.” “Yeah, he forgets who you are. Sure,” I sarcastically teased. “You forget that I’ve seen you with him.” “It doesn’t happen that often, Mel. But you’re obviously a big part of his fantasies ... if not his only fantasy. I didn’t really see it when it was happening though, but it makes sense now thinking about it. When it was happening, I was sorta lost in the moment.” I stared at her as she continued. “Looking back over the past year, especially the past few months, I’m sure he was occasionally pretending he was with you. In his mind, I was you. I mean, really you.” I wasn’t sure what to say. “Mel, he probably sometimes jerks off thinking about you when he is alone.” Shit. Suddenly, I felt all tingly. I wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. “Maybe that is why your mom doesn’t want him to fuck you,” she added. Could that be it? He was already obsessing about me too much? It wasn’t like Mom thought I could steal him from her. My parents were totally devoted to each other. Just Wednesday morning Mom had told me how much she was in love with my daddy. They didn’t keep secrets from each other. They told each other everything. No. There was no way that could be the reason why she didn’t want us to fuck. She wouldn’t even let Jamie fuck her. There was something else bothering Mom. She wasn’t likely going to tell me on her own, but maybe I could work it out of Daddy. I wondered if Bob was doing the same with me sometimes, living out a fantasy of being with Sarah. If he was, he wasn’t into the fantasy nearly as much as Daddy. But Daddy grew up in a seriously closed-minded family. I bet he had bottled up things in his mind until he discovered a way to let it out. Who better than Sarah to do that with? My bestest friend. The one person who knew the most about me outside of my family. The one person who could likely do the best job pretending to be me! I asked, “Is it just during sex that he does it?” “Yeah, but like I said, it’s not something that happened all the time. The last time was when we were out of town together.” I really didn’t know what to make of all that. Being alone with Sarah on an overnight trip certainly gave him the chance to get lost in a fantasy about me. He certainly can be really passionate. I saw that just the previous night. I guess I could see a father doing that with a daughter he was already somewhat sexually involved with, wanting more. He certainly already had deep feelings for me as a father. “By the way, Sarah, where was Jamie when you went parking with Daddy?” “I’m not sure. He was at my house when your dad dropped me off. He was waiting on me with my mom and my dad.” “Was my mom there too?” “No, she wasn’t,” Sarah said, pausing as if she had more to say. “There’s something I know about Jamie that I’m sure you don’t.” That sounded ominous. “Is it a secret?” I asked. “Yeah ...” I quickly thought about Jamie liking cum. I bet Jamie told her about it. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t feel comfortable doing it.” “No, I want to tell you ...” Mom appeared in the doorway, interrupting us. She was naked like us, although I still had my panties on. I wondered if she had been snooping. “You two look like you’re gossiping ... without me!” Mom said, smiling at us. I grinned at her. “We left the door open for you.” “My loss. How about if we do something together though?” “Like what?” I asked, wondering what was on her mind. “Whatever you two would like.” Sarah and I looked at each other. Then an idea popped into my mind. I wasn’t sure if Mom or Sarah were going to be comfortable with it though, but I went for it. “Can we watch the video Daddy made of him and Sarah at the lake house back in late June?” “Not the Jennifer one from Monday night?” Mom asked. Sarah’s eyes bugged out, but she didn’t say anything. Mom hesitated and looked at Sarah. “Is it okay with you if we watch the one from the lake house?” Sarah looked at me. “I don’t have anything to hide from Mel,” she replied to Mom. “It’s okay with me.” “Well, then,” Mom said, “let’s go to my bedroom.” Sarah and I jumped off the bed and followed Mom out into the hallway. She told us to wait in her room while she got the video. I smiled at her as she turned to go downstairs to her hiding place in the basement. Sarah and I sat on the bed and just smiled like crazy at each other until Mom came back. Neither of us knew what to say, but we both were excited about what could easily happen between all of us when Mom came back. When Mom came back, she turned on the TV and started the DVD player. She then turned to us. “Well, ladies, we might as well get completely naked for this.” They both looked at me. I glanced down at the panties I was wearing. “Take them off, young lady,” Mom somewhat playfully demanded. “My period. Duh.” “You’ve got a tampon plugging you up. So off with them!” “Yeah, off with them!” Sarah joined in. I sorta glared at both of them, breaking out in a grin as I slid my panties off. I glanced down between my legs and groaned at the sight of the string hanging from my cooch though. “Don’t worry about that, honey,” Mom said. “I think we all can deal with it. I know Sarah can.” Sarah blushed like crazy. She had already licked Mom while on her period sometime in the past! I was way too horny to let it bother me right then though. Sarah and I cuddled together on the bed with Mom beside us as the video played. Daddy had set the camera at the end of a large bed. He and Sarah had done their best to position themselves to give the best view of what they were doing. It was a serious turn-on watching Daddy and Sarah kissing. I figured it was the way they kissed a few nights ago while making out in the car. The video played on with Daddy sucking her tits, licking her clit while fingering her pussy, holding her hips off the bed so he could lick her butthole, and then moving between her legs to fuck her. Sarah looked so comfortable offering her pussy to Daddy, spreading her legs wide and pulling her knees way back so that he could slide his cock easily into her wet cunt. The two of them obviously had done this a number of times. The ease with which they moved from one position to another was evidence enough. “Why don’t you two make-out for me,” Mom huskily said. The lust in her voice was clear. She was already touching herself as she intently watched on the screen her husband having sex with a young teenage chick. We started kissing each other softly at first. We molded our bodies to each other as our tongues explored the other’s mouth. Mom began fondling one of her breasts and playing with her clit as she stared at us. I was trying to watch the movie, but the sight of Mom was impossible to ignore. She was seriously into enjoying herself watching me and Sarah. Then I heard it. At first it shocked me. On the video, Daddy had said ‘Oh, Mel’, as he fucked Sarah doggie style. He was pretending Sarah was me! I was the one he was fucking! Mom didn’t react to it though. Maybe she thought I wouldn’t hear it, or that I would think I misheard what Daddy had said. I had heard it clearly though. I slithered away from Sarah so that I was lying on my back. Sarah wrapped her arms under my thighs and pressed her mouth against my clit, swirling her tongue against it. “Mom, sit on my face,” I told her, catching her by surprise. I was being bold and daring with her. For just a brief moment, I saw hesitation on her face. But then she glanced down to where Sarah was using her mouth to get me off. Whatever reluctance she might have had was quickly gone as she moved to straddle my head, facing in Sarah’s direction. I began licking along her very wet pussy lips, teasing her. She moaned loudly. I could not see Sarah or her reaction to it, but she never let up on my hard little bump. “Lick my baby girl, sweetie. Make her cum,” Mom practically growled. Hearing her say that just turned my own lust up a notch. Mom’s moans became almost continuous as I sucked her clit hard between my lips, practically chewing on it. Mom responded by humping on my face and getting lost in her orgasm. I lost it then as well, screaming into my mother’s cunt. Mom slid off of me and had Sarah move onto her back. She then had me lie across Sarah’s flat tummy so my face was close to hers, directly over Sarah pussy. We then used our tongues together to bring Sarah to an orgasm. Half the time though we were deep kissing each other. I think Sarah came more from the idea that a mom and daughter were licking her pussy together than our actually licking it. Once Sarah came down from her orgasm, we cuddled together on the bed. The video was still playing, and I had missed most of it. I didn’t care though. I felt like I was finally part of what Mom and Sarah had been sharing with each other over the past year. Everything felt right for the first time in a long time. Mom grinned at me and gently kissed my face which was still covered with her own and Sarah’s juices. Mom was cupping one of my breasts. They felt super tender the way they do when I get my period sometimes. Mom’s caresses were really nice though. Just as Mom started playing with my nipple in front of Sarah, the phone started ringing. “Damn, what shitty timing,” Mom grumbled. She quickly turned the volume down on the TV and answered the phone, stepping out into the hall to talk. I cuddled with Sarah who was nuzzling against me. Sarah smiled at me. “You and your mother can wear a poor girl out.” I laughed. “Poor baby,” I mocked her, “you’re so pitiful and have such a hard life.” Mom came back in the room and picked up her clothes. “You need to clean up and get dressed, Mel. You, too, Sarah. We’ve got company coming.” “Who is it?” “Your cheer coach, Ms. Stanton.” I groaned. “What did she say she wanted?” “She wants to talk to you.” Fuck! She was gonna try to talk me into cheering yet again! I looked at Sarah and sighed as I started dressing. “I’ve still got all my new toys to try out on you, chica.” “I can’t wait,” she eagerly replied. We all got dressed and walked downstairs. The three of us hugged and kissed ... with a lot of tongue. Sarah was still rather intrigued watching me and Mom. I loved intriguing her. Mom didn’t even hesitate. I wondered what it would be like to watch Sarah and her mom kissing with abandon. “Oh, yeah, Anna is coming with Ms. Stanton,” Mom blurted out. This was going to be interesting. (continued in chapter 48) ----- Copyright © 2002-2014 Pookie. All rights reserved.