knees wide. She had two fingers buried deeply into her own vagina, the other hand torturing her throbbing, swelling breasts. Her eyes burned with lust as she looked from one wicked scene to the other. She observed her daughter explode into orgasm while being copulated by the son of her neighbors; the tremendous outpouring of youthful passion as her own son lifted his buttocks high into the open crotch of the teen-aged girl; the masturbating hand of her friend on her husband's throbbing penis. She saw Diane's hand working with insane frenzy beneath the crotch of her panties, and she knew that if someone — anyone — did not relieve the growing lust inside her body, she would be unsatisfied by a simple, childish masturbation.
The children, now satiated for the moment, disconnected themselves from their partners and sighed in happy contentment. Joel was the first to notice the intense way his mother was caressing her open vagina. He moved to her and without hesitation, shoved his face into her parted thighs.
'Yes, darling,' Sally murmured happily, caressing the back of his head as she felt his tongue work back and forth over the tip of her sensitive, throbbing clitoris. 'Eat me, darling! Suck Mother's pussy… make her come… tongue-fuck Mother's cunt, darling…'
Joel wrapped his hands about his mother's twisting hips, clasping her buttocks as he gurgled into her hairy slit. His tongue worked up and down, tasting each quivering lip, then diving deeply into the warm, moist hole. Moist, sucking sounds came from mother and son, and Sally arched her hips forward, spreading her thighs wide, giving better access to her pulsating and dripping vagina to the wetly licking mouth of Joel.
Alex, seeing Joel perform this lewd act upon his mother, decided he would do the same. He looked up at his mother's parted thighs, seeing the crotch-band of her panties moving swiftly as she fingered herself. He saw the wild and quick movements of her other hand on the massive organ of Brien, and he knew she was burning — boiling — with the need for sexual gratification. On hands and knees, he moved to her. Diane saw her son come forth through lust-filmed eyes, and her slack lips smiled broadly. Pulling her hand from beneath her panties, she shoved her buttocks forward, watching as he pulled aside the white band of her panties. The hairy expanse of her dripping vagina now exposed to him, Alex pressed a loud kiss directly on the pulsating lips. Diane lifted her heavy thighs, placing them about his shoulders, her heels banging against his back. Alex began his feast, lapping as a dog at the furry entrance of the delicious channel. He found her clitoris and nibbled delicately with his teeth, the tip of his tongue fluttering about the sensitive organ. Running his hands about her sides, he gripped her panty-clad bottom, pulling her tightly into his eager face.
Mace, his daughter Ellen, and the younger girl Nadine, watched the incestuous cunnilingus for a long moment. Then Nadine moved to her father, closing her small mouth about the head of his penis. She gripped his testicles tightly in her palms and began to suck in rhythm with Diane's pumping hand.
'Jack, him off,' she said after a bit, pulling her lips away to lick tenderly at the oozing slit. 'Jack Daddy off in my mouth…'
Diane was too wrapped up in what her son was doing to hear the young girl, but it did not matter in the least. Her hand continued its furious up-and-down movements, as if she would never turn it loose for any reason.
'God,' Mace moaned at the debauchery before him. 'Christ, Ellen… I've got to do something with this!' He waved his enormous organ at her. 'Suck me, honey! Suck me off… quick!'
Ellen was eager to comply, and she dropped her head into his lap. Gurgling deep in her throat, she began to suck in hungry, bobbing motions on her father's penis. Her white, rounded buttocks waved in the air, quivering at the salacious things happening around her. The two fathers, now so worked up by the things they had watched their children do, did not last very long. Almost at the same time, they began to spew forth their thick and foamy sperm into the girls mouths. Both girls swallowed happily, lapping for more of the liquid squirting from their fathers testicles. Joel and Alex brought their mothers to full completion, drinking down what juices they could suck from the pulsating organs.
Now the edge was off the passions of the two families, and they could relax to think about what they had initiated. Shame was not apparent in any of them and they openly discussed the things they were doing — and would do in the future. It was decided that night they would try and seek out others who had a family with the same inclinations as they had. This proved more difficult than thought. Although the Smiths and Powells answered many ads and inserted their own in the underground newspapers, the replies were almost negligible. One family they contacted too far away for convenience sounded interested. For a month they corresponded back and forth, exchanging photos of each other's family in lewd poses of fellatio and anal intercourse. Nothing came of this contact due to the distance involved.
Many answered their ads, expressing interest in them, but had no family of their own to offer. Some flatly stated they would be interested in copulating with a mother and daughter at the same time, or the wife with father and son, yet they would not offer their own children in exchange. These replies were ignored by the Smiths and Powells, because they were not interested in giving access to the young teen-agers unless others were willing.
It did not matter to the children who became their sex partners — willing to accept the exchange with men and their wives regardless whether they had youngsters or not. But the parents maintained their desire to exchange only with full families, and to date they have not contacted anyone else willing to produce their own children in such an exchange.
The Harrison Family
Sean Harrison is a middle-aged man of almost fifty years old. He owns his own company, manufacturing plastic handles for kitchen ware. It is a small company employing only five men and two women. Yet he earns a good deal of money, and of late has been thinking of expanding into the production of toys for preteen children. He is balding with gray streaking the remaining amount of hair.
His wife, Joan, was a pretty woman who never seemed to require a diet. She dresses in the lastest fashions, giving no thought to money spent. Now in her early forties, she has lost her interest in sex. She does not actually deny her husband access to her body, but before their entrance into an incestuous relationship with their daughter, she would have all sorts of excuses to keep him at his distance. Things changed quickly once their daughter, Pamie, was brought into things.
Pamie is a lovely young girl of seventeen. She is quite popular in the high school she attends, and is constantly fighting off the eager hands of her dates. She has been compared in looks to the movie star, Raquel Welch, on many occasions.
The telegram told of the serious illness of Joan's mother, and she had to rush out of town quickly. She dreaded to leave — especially at this time — because her daughter's birthday had been planned, and many preparations were still to be made. Now, the party had been called off. Although Pamie understood the reason her mother had to leave and did not begrudge this, she was extremely disappointed at not having a party for her seventeenth birthday.
'Listen, pet,' her father told her after they had seen her mother off at the airport. 'You and I will celebrate together, how's that?'
'Oh, would you, Daddy?' Pamie said eagerly, hugging his arm tightly as they drove home. 'That would be wonderful.'
'Sure thing, pet,' he smiled down at the lovely girl. 'But I have to go back to the plant for a few hours. Tell you what… you take some money and go buy a nice dress… go to the beauty parlor and get dolled up. I'll be home no later than seven and we'll do the town.'
With bubbling anticipation, Pamie made an appointment with the hairdresser and then went shopping. Pamie had always worn her auburn hair straight, but now she decided to have it waved, improving on the resemblance to the movie star.
That evening in her bedroom, she began dressing for her 'date' with her father. She was so happy at the prospect of being with him — like a real date with a grown man — she chose her finest and frilliest clothing.
The tiny panties she slipped over her curving hips were almost non-existent, almost like a fog mist that concealed her lush pubic mound. She was unable to halter her swelling breast because the gown she had purchased was cut very low — daringly so. The skirt was full, hanging to her knees. She peered at herself in the full length
