her nipples into his mouth.
'Ohhhhhh, that's nice, so nice. Keep sucking me, baby, keep sucking me.'
Finally they began to thrash so wildly that I could hardly keep track of what was happening. They fell and rolled so that he was on top of her, and then she lifted up her knees and pulled them to her chin.
'Aaaggghhh! Ohhh God, you're gonna drill a hole in me, Jeremy. A hole!'
She began to writhe and twist beneath him, her long, smooth body undulating wildly. I could hardly believe that I was watching my parents do this, and yet half my fascination with it was for that very reason. That same cunt he was fucking was the one I had come out of when I was born. It was staggering.
'Oh God, Jeremy, finish me off! Ohhh I can feel it! God I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come all over you. Ohhh yeah! Oooohhhhhhh!'
Suddenly she acted like someone had shot her with a rifle or something. Her back arched, and every muscle in her body seemed to go tense.
'Yesssssss! Goddam I'm coming!'
My father lowered his head and plowed on, his hard prick jamming into her cunt with so much force that it really did seem possible that he might drill a hole through her. Then he did almost the same thing she had done a few minutes earlier. His back arched, his muscles tensed, and he froze. I could tell from the look on his face that something was happening, but I wasn't sure what. Then I looked back at my mother's cunt. For a long time it seemed about the same down there, but after a while I saw something that gave me a hint at least about what was happening. Sticky fluid began to drip out of her cunt, forcing its way past his cock and dripping through her ass crack to the sheet beneath them.
'That was fantastic!' he breathed.
She nodded. 'Best fuck we've had in years. At least the best one we've had since Honey was born.'
'Yeah. Maybe she should go to baseball games more often.'
They both laughed. For almost a year the scene that I witnessed was right in the front of my mind. I wasn't completely sure about everything that I had seen, but I knew enough to be certain at least about the basics of what was going on.
And that was enough. I tried to forget about the things they had said about me. It made me feel bad to think that they hadn't had a good fuck like that since I was born, but what could. I do about it? Not, of course, unless I wanted to run away. But that was something I wasn't prepared to do yet.
By the time I was fifteen and a half, I was no longer thinking that much about what had happened. But then something happened to change all that. I had a dream. It was an incredible dream, and for a long time I was ashamed to think that I had ever even imagined it.
There were only two people in the dream – myself and my father. He was doing exactly the same things to me that he had done to my mother while I watched from the hallway. My cunt was on fire. He kept crashing into me, filling me up with his cock while I thrashed back up to meet him. Then I was on top, his cock still inside me, my cunt grinding down on his prick. The sensations were vague, but the idea of making it with my father was not.
I could see his face clearly, looking up at me from below with a smile much like the one he had worn while fucking my mother. Then he came, shooting his hot load into my cunt, filling me with his cum. I continued to writhe and struggle on his cock, but it shrank before anything could really happen inside me.
I woke up and for a long, frozen moment I lay still, trying to regain my composure. It was impossible. Finally I climbed out of bed and turned on the light. In the mirror I could see myself, my body totally naked. I was beautiful. It was the first time I had ever really looked at myself as a woman and not as a little girl. My schoolgirl type clothes usually made me look young, but now it was different.
My tits were well formed and hard, and it was evident that they were still growing. Beneath them my stomach was perfectly flat and smooth. I looked at my cunt. There was a dark brown triangle where my cunt hair covered my crotch. It was smooth as velvet when I touched it. A shiver ran through my body. Suddenly I was aware of my nipples, hard and taut, straining forward toward the image in the mirror.
My cunt was the same way. My entire body was incredibly, electrically alive. I knew something was going to happen tonight. Turning the light out I got back in bed. I didn't touch my body at first. It was something that I was convinced nice girls didn't do. Then my cunt took over and I couldn't fight it.
The sheets were cool and they seemed to cling to my body in a way that only heightened the excitement I was feeling. My tits were on fire and my cunt was absolutely tingling with excitement. I reached up and touched my breast. The nipple, taut and straining, jumped in my hand. I captured it again, this time pushing down on it hard enough to make my entire soul flutter. I did the same to my other tit.
For a long time I contented myself with playing with both my tits, but after a few minutes I realized that this was only making the situation worse. I was more turned on than ever and there was no end in sight. At first I was horrified that I had even thought such a thing, but as the seconds passed and my cunt continued to cry out for attention I knew that my mind was fighting a losing battle. My cunt was going to win. Slowly, hesitantly, I freed my right hand from my tit and began to move it down. I could feel every tiny pulse in my skin along the way as my fingers swam down toward the focus of all the sensations that were controlling my body. My cunt was ready.
When I reached the velvety hairs of my crotch I slowed down, allowing my fingers to play with the silky hair. It seemed as if my whole body was alive in a new way tonight that was totally different from anything I had ever experienced before. I touched the lips of my pussy.
Immediately I could feel how wet I was, and the realization triggered a memory of what my mother had done as she knelt in front of my father. I did the same thing. Dipping two fingers inside my cunt, I made certain that they were covered with my own juice. Then I pulled them out. Holding them just beyond the reach of my tongue I was able to detect my own fragrance. It was heavy, musky, and very human. I licked them. It tasted incredibly good, so warm and sticky that I almost sent my fingers back into my cunt for more.
I knew that the next time I sent my fingers into my cunt it would not be to gather hot cream for me to taste, it would be to make my cunt explode. I hesitated. In reality I hardly knew what 'coming' was all about. I had heard my mother and father both use the word, but beyond that it was only something vague and uncertain that I didn't really understand. Now was the time to find out. Gently I slipped my fingers back into my cunt, pushing them past the entrance and into the wet, hot chamber beyond.
'Ohhhhhh,' I moaned.
My whole cunt seemed to be positively melting from the excitement I was feeling. When both fingers were all the way into my tight chamber I paused. What next? Slowly I began to rotate them, letting my fingertips ream out the inside of my pussy. I could feel every inch of my pussy with a certainty that was truly amazing. It was as if all my nerves were totally bare, waiting for any kind of stimulation.
'God I wish it were a cock. A big, juicy cock.' My voice was a tiny whisper, and somehow it added to the excitement that was flashing through me. 'Come on, make me come.'
My finger began to move in and out, probing deeply into my cunt with each thrust, and then pulling almost all the way out at the other end. I could feel the tension inside my cunt growing stronger and more distinct, and yet I still didn't really know what I was looking for or what I was trying to accomplish. None of that lessened my enjoyment, however. I kept shoving my finger in and out, and soon I knew that something was indeed going to happen. But what? I could feel my clit now, ripe and swollen near the entrance to my cunt. I flicked a finger across it, casually at first, but then with growing care as I realized how good it felt to touch my firm button.
'That's nice, real nice,' I moaned to myself, feeling that somehow my clit was going to play a large part in achieving the release I was looking for.
I began to writhe and twists, shoving my clit up into the air, letting my ass leave the bed entirely as I sought to get as much pleasure as possible on my cunt. Up and down, in and out. Each time my ass left the sheets a new bolt of lightning would shoot through my cunt. Then I felt it. Deep within my cunt a tiny spot of fire was gathering. It felt like a burning coal, and it was growing stronger with each second that passed. I fought to make it hotter, shoving and squirming with all the agility my body possessed, trying desperately to get my finger to go ever deeper into my dripping twat.
'Come on. Ohhh please. Make me come, you bastard, make me come!'
I didn't know whether I was talking to my hand or to some imaginary partner who was fucking me. Nothing mattered right now except the immediate task before me. I was going to free that burning ember or else totally wipe myself out trying. I jammed another finger into my crowded pussy, trying to create even more friction, more
