'Sssheeeeiiiittttt,' Mike snorted. The cock in her bum erupted, scalded her with live steam. She felt the tower up her ass pulsing and pulsing as jizm flooded her cruddy depths in thick, gooey spurts. His weight bore down on her, and she slid slowly forward on the bed. His cock, twisted in her tail because of her changed position, wrung itself dry.
Patty was smothered under two bodies. Mike was on top, his cock still in Gabby's butt. Gabby was next and Patty was on the bottom. Patty huddled there as a slow, thick trickle of something dripped down from her father's balls and onto her face.
Gabby was in agony from the cock in her rear. She squirmed and writhed, shat out his shrinking pecker, felt her strained sphincter close. One stinging driblet of jizm escaped her rectum as it sealed.
She roused when he felt someone wiping her ass with a warm wash rag. Weakly, she turned her head. Her father was tenderly cleaning her aching tail. The sight was so touching, a wave of love made her eyes fill. 'Oh, Daddy,' she sighed, reaching for him. She pulled him down beside her and hugged him.
'You two can snuggle there all night. I'm going to bed,' Patty announced practically.
'Don't wake Micaela when you do,' Mike cautioned.
'Don't latch the door. I'll be there in a few minutes,” Gabby added.
'Don't do this, don't do that. Sheeeshh!' Patty snorted good-naturedly as she left.
'What are we going to do about Micaela?” Gabby asked. 'She's gotten awfully uptight since you went t© your secretary's. You've balled ‘Caela, haven't you?”
'Yes. I took her cherry. She's jealous. She isn't certain I fucked Joan, but she suspects.”
'I don't mind you balling others, because I've got a boyfriend,' she mused.
'But Micaela doesn't,' Mike pointed out.
'She has Chris-sort of,' Gabby countered.
'But she doesn't fuck with him.”
'Should she?”
'I don't know,' he admitted. 'You all scare the shit out of me, frankly.”
'Will you leave ‘Caela to me?' she asked, easing out of his embrace and standing up.
'You have an idea?' He flopped wearily to his back.
'Uh-huh.”
'Going to tell me what it is?”
'No. It might scare the shit out of you.”
'Oh, great!”
'Good night, Daddy,' she said softly from by the door. His only answer was a deep, contented snore.
Chapter 8
Micaela felt sullen and gloomy. Gabby's invitation had done nothing to lift her spirits. The man she really wanted was sitting right there in the living room. He might as well have been a million miles away.
'Come on, ‘Caela, it'll be fun,' Patty said.
'No, I don't think so,' Micaela said. 'The beds need changing.”
'Oh, pooh, they do not,” Gabby snorted.
'We can change our own tomorrow,' Patty said.
'No.”
'Why don't you go ahead,' Mike said from behind the paper. 'Makes more sense than staying home alone. I have a golfing appointment and won't be here.”
'Oh.' Micaela felt her last faint flicker of hope fade away. If he had been going to be home, nothing could have dragged her out.
'Chris is going to be there,' Gabby said. Her tone implied that she was playing her trump card.
'He is?' Micaela felt a glimmer of interest. She hadn't seen him since the time with Daddy. In fact, she hadn't seen him since that glorious, naked afternoon romp. She could still feel his hot stickiness on her hands, the way his cock had jumped like an animal trying to escape her while it pumped its life's blood over her fingers.
'Uh-huh,' Gabby assured her. Then she looked over her shoulder at their father, and leaned conspiratorially closer to ‘Caela. 'And he said he's going to bring some beer along,' she whispered.
Micaela frowned. Daddy didn't mind them having a little beer or wine once in a while. But it was illegal. And some of the people her sisters knew were pretty casual about how much they drank, and how much they bragged about their drinking. Things had gotten out of hand a couple of times. She frowned and Patty told her not to be a priss.
'What's all that whispering about?' Mike asked.
'Nothing, Daddy.' Micaela was angry with him. He had been rejecting her, ignoring her, ever since that first time. Maybe she should go, just to show him. Other people wanted her even if he didn't.
'Who else is going to be there?' she asked.
'Well, me and Patty,' Gabby answered. 'And Kerry, and Al O'Brian, and Chris.”
All little kids-except Chris, Micaela thought. Probably she and Chris were being advertised as chaperones for the other four. Still, maybe she and Chris could get away for a little bit. Might be fun.
'What do you say?' Gabby asked anxiously.
Micaela had felt that lately her sisters had been excluding her from things. This was a chance to change that. 'Okay,' she agreed at last. 'Sure, why not? Should be fun!”
'You bet!' Gabby said enthusiastically.
'What about food and stuff?' Micaela asked.
'There's a six-pack of beer in the refrigerator you can take,' Mike told them. 'Just make sure you keep it out of sight. And here's some money. Buy some sandwiches at the Deli on the way out.”
“Wow, Daddy, super!' Gabby said.
'Is Chris driving?' Micaela asked. 'Uh-uh, bicycles,' Gabby answered. 'That way we can really get off the beaten path.”
'Be home before dark,' Mike ordered as they headed for the door.
When Micaela saw Chris circling his ten-speed in the Deli parking lot, her heart did a flip-flop, and her pussy got all hot and damp. 'Hi,' she greeted him casually. Her eyes strayed to his crotch even though she tried not to let them.
'Hi Glad you could come,” Chris said cheerily. 'How come you've been avoiding me?”
'I haven't,' Micaela lied. 'I've just been-busy.”
'Well, I'm glad you weren't busy today.”
'I've got the sandwiches,” Gabby called, darting out of the Deli.
'I've got drinks,' Patty said, following close behind.
'Put the drinks in my basket,' Kerry suggested. 'I'll ride carefully so I don't shake 'em up.”
'Let's go!' Al said impatiently as Gabby loaded the food into the saddlebags on his bike.
As they rolled out of town, they paired off, Patty with Al, Gabby with Kerry. Chris pedaled along beside Micaela. She felt all hot and squirmy as she rode along next to him. Their hands almost touched sometimes. She saw him glancing over at her loose tank top, admiring the thrust of her breasts.
'Nice day,' he commented.
'Beautiful,' she agreed. It was hot and sunny, a perfect day for a picnic. 'Where're we going?”
'Kerry said he knows a real neat place. Said it isn't too far and that no one except him knows about it.”
'Used to be an old mill there,' Kerry called from the head of the procession.
He led them onto a dirt fire break, guided them past the cable guarding it. A half-mile later, he turned onto a narrow track. It had once been a road, but was now overgrown with brush and trees. Bushes whipped Micaela's bare thighs. She hoped none of it was poison ivy. They were going single-file now. The bumps and ruts were jarring her pussy as she plowed through the underbrush.
From ahead there was the sound of a waterfall. Suddenly, the narrow track opened onto a grassy meadow and a pond. Thick trees hung low over the grass, providing cool shade. The water sparkled in the sun.
