or really meaning to, she abandoned Judy's pussy and sucked the heavy balls into her mouth and bathed them with her tongue. When the man withdrew his phallus from Judy's tail, his balls pulled free of Jan's mouth.
Then he bored back into the tight sheath, and Jan recaptured the heavy, swinging glands and licked them again. The action was repeated and Jan's nose was assaulted by an earthy smell from Judy's violated asshole. Jan's guts knotted even tighter with pleasure. She took the swinging testicles into her mouth yet again. Judy's tongue was still wriggling deep in Jan's vagina. Then it pulled away, and the finger slid out of Jan's anus, and she thought she was being abandoned, forgotten. Judy's hot breath still burned Jan's sensitive folds. The mouth that had been at her cunt worked downward. The tongue pressed below her vagina, swept the nerve-packed area between Jan's vagina and anus, then twisted into the tight opening, and Jan's tight rear opening! Jan dropped her jaw, abandoning the balls, and drilled her tongue into Judy's vagina again, attempting in a small way to repay the girl for the pleasure she was giving. Judy's cunt was pinched shut by the cock stretching her anus. Jan forced her tongue into the clenched opening. She was rewarded with another heave of Judy's slender hips, and another fraction of an inch of tongue up her butt. The man raping Judy's tail speeded his moves. His cock went in and out of her anus faster and faster. His balls slapped Jan's face. She ignored them. Then they lifted upward, drew away from Jan's face, stopped slapping her nose. She opened her eyes, knowing the signs of an incipient male orgasm, and struggled to focus her gaze on Judy's anus. She couldn't see very well, because of the swaying testicles, but she could see some of the convulsions. Jan's asshole spasmed as Judy came as the man spurted into her. The three of them writhed and squirmed on the towels. The tangle broke with a rush as the comings crested, then broke. The two people on Jan pushed away, tumbled off to one side, and bright sun lashed her face. Hot, humid air struck her cheeks. She breathed deeply, suddenly free of the suffocating folds of tissue, the thick odors that had smothered her for so long. In the aftershock of her coming, Jan thrashed feebly on the ground, her legs spread wide, the sun burning her inflamed pussy.
Finally, she rolled her head and looked dazedly at the still entangled couple near her. She was jolted for a second, when she saw Judy was being tenderly cuddled by Mr. Patterson, her own father.
Well, why not? Judy wasn't done with her familial relationships.
Her brother slid over and nestled against her front, eased his revived phallus into her cunt and proceeded to fuck her. All this while Judy's father was still snuggling her from behind. There was no doubt from the expression on Judy's face that she was enjoying every moment of it. Her body quaked in the throes of another orgasm. Jan looked on enviously. The three-way embrace ended at last and the Pattersons sprawled out on the grass. “Hi, Jan,” Jerry Patterson said politely. “Hi, uh, Mr. Patterson,” Jan replied, wondering if the formality was appropriate, considering the circumstances. “Oh, Daddy,” Judy sighed. “Did you ever do me that time.” “Hi, Dad,”
Tommy said. “Where's Mom?” “Probably with Harry Chambers.”
“My father?” Jan exploded. “Uh-huh,” Jerry agreed. “I imagine your father is doing to my wife what I just did to Judy.”
“Not Daddy!” Jan protested. “He's totally square.” “Maybe he was at one time, but he isn't any longer,” Judy said, then sighed.
“Let me tell you about that father of yours,” Tommy snorted, and proceeded to give Jan a blow by blow account of their last encounter at Paradisio. Which led to explanations about the nudist club.
When it was all over, Jan was furious. “What's the matter? I thought you'd be glad to bear that your Dad is out of his shell,”
Tommy observed. “It's not that,” Jan snapped. “It's that all this time he's been treating me like a vestal virgin or something!”
“Maybe he doesn't know what you want,” Jerry soothed her gently.
“Maybe you've been behaving the same way toward him.” “Yeah, maybe I have,” she agreed reluctantly. “Yeah, you're right. Oh, darn it! We've both wasted so damn much time!” Jerry had a sneaky look on his face when he made his suggestion: “Why don't you come out to Paradisio as our guest? Next Saturday okay?” “What good would it do?” Jan demanded. “Well, if your father realized what a sexual creature you are, he could hardly ignore you, could he?” Jerry explained. Jan nodded slowly. Her pussy began to drool as they began working out the details.
CHAPTER NINE
Harry had a towering hard-on. The erotic atmosphere of Paradisio was having the usual effect on him. The action around the pool was hot and heavy. On the deck, one woman was screwing with total abandon. The man lay on his back. She was straddling him, facing his feet. His partially visible cock was rammed up into her furry snatch.
She leaned forward and braced her hands on his knees, then bounced up and down vigorously. The man had his hands on her generously rounded buttocks, was pulling them apart to expose the inviting crater of her anus. As Harry watched, the man placed two fingers on the brown bud and proceeded to shove them up into the woman's rectum. His lust raging, Harry wrenched his eyes away and immediately saw another erotic tangle, which sent his lust soaring still higher. It was Karen.
Karen of the perfect body. Karen, the person who had first brought him here. She had two men with her this time, identical twins about twenty. She was on one, and under the other. Their identical cocks filled her two channels-her vagina and her anus. They moved like a well-rehearsed team, thrusting alternately, twisting Karen between them. She looked nearly insane with pleasure. Harry turned away, put the scene behind him. His cock was throbbing harder than ever as he pushed through the water. In the middle of the wide expanse of lawn, a woman was masturbating with a torpedo-shaped vibrator. A man was watching. His fist was a blur as he jacked off. Unless he moved he was going to spit his semen all over the woman's face. A huge German shepherd thundered out of the bushes in pursuit of a ragged tennis ball, and Harry wondered what a dog was doing at a sex club. He thought of one possibility and discarded it as ridiculous.
Needing relief for his searing horniness, he turned and looked around. His eye lighted on Sue Patterson's backside. The rounded moons of her tail were bobbing and rolling on the surface of the pool. Her legs were spread, and her feet kicking lazily in the blue water. She had her arms hooked over her son's thighs, Tommy was on the edge of the pool. He had his feet in the water. Sue was holding his cock. She was licking his penis, stroking it with her tongue from the base to the tip. Harry's eyes fastened on the waving tendrils of pubic hair that were visible in the vee of her legs. He headed toward the obvious target, unable to resist. As he moved up between her legs, Tommy said something to her, too softly for Harry to catch it. Sue didn't stop lapping her son's cock, but her legs spread wider, and her ass humped up in the water, acknowledging Harry's presence behind her.
Harry gripped her hips the way a child holds an inner tube around his middle before jumping into the water. He guided her crotch to the thrusting head of his cock. He felt her pubic hair, then the hot, wet folds of her pussy. Sue bent her son's organ down and circled the tip of it with her lips. Her cheeks sucked in as she scrubbed the underside of his cock with her tongue, creating a vacuum around it, drawing blood into the head. She fondled his testicles gently.
Harry worked his cock into her hot snatch. Entering her was difficult, tight and harsh, because the water kept washing away the lubricating juices. Harry pumped into her a fraction of an inch at a time. He pushed until it hurt, then pulled out, then pushed again. His gains measured in millimeters, he worked his cock into her. The stinging friction searing his glans, he drilled his phallus into her hot, clinging folds. The penetration seemed to inspire Sue to take more of her son's phallus into her mouth. She worked her head down on his prick, drove his shaft down her throat. Tommy was looking down, watching his mother suck his cock. His face was shining with sweat, his eyes were glittering with lust. Harry bored deeper into her hole. The lips of her pussy scraped along the tender skin of his phallus, stretching it backward, wrenching the nerve nest deep inside her. The stimulation seared his glans. His balls were already knotted up tight in his groin because of the cold water. They pulled in still closer to his body, nestled tightly against his warm crotch.
Watching Sue's head bob up and down as she fellated her son, Harry rammed the last inch of his cock into her clenched vagina. Her hips bucked Upward in reaction to the deep penetration. The head of his prick tried to touch bottom in her. He felt the slit at the tip being stretched open by the friction tugging his glans back. He paused and just stood there, savoring the stark contrast of cool water around his hips and legs, and hot, living flesh
