I'd never seen my dad smoke a joint before, but it was obvious that he was experienced.� "Yeah," he said blowing a cloud towards the ceiling, "that's good alright. Oooooo, what a hit!"

Dad handed Mr. Beau the roach, then gently lifted Jamie from the coffee table and laid her on the floor.� I expected him to just jump her bones, but instead he lay beside her.

"C'mon, sweet darling.� Let's you and me fuck like God intended two people to fuck.� Show me that ya really want it.� C'mon, get on top and put my big‑ole prick where ya want it.� Kinda weak, huh?� Here, let me help ya."

Dad pulled her on top of his massive frame.� The size differential was striking.� Dad, six‑foot‑four and nearly two hundred sixty pounds of muscle, looked like mountain covered in curly clear grass.� On top was little Jamie.� At maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet, she was perfectly smooth and perfectly proportioned to her five‑foot‑four frame.� She had to spread her legs wide just to straddle his hips.

Playfully she ground her ass into his cock, then rose a foot or so for clearance, aiming his rubber‑clad sex spike where she wanted it.� Idly I wondered which hole she picked.� Slowly she sank down an inch or so.

"Oh, my God!� You're so fucking big!"

"Take it slow, darling.� We've got all night.� Don't worry, it'll fit that tight pussy of yours. Just take it slow, and let nature make its adjustments."

"Ohhhhh!� I don't know," Jamie complained short of breath.

"Just stop for a moment.� It's big, but ain't as big as a baby."

"Yeah," she panted, "but I never had a baby before."

"I'm surprised you ain't got knocked up already.� God likes making little ones."

"Maybe we should do it the other way."

Dad grabbed her by the hips and prevented her from pulling off.� "Now that you've gone and put my dick in yer pussy, darling, my dick's gonna stay in yer pussy.� Just take it slow.� Yer tight little pussy'll stretch.

"Now, when yer ready, force yerself down a little more... C'mon, it ain't gonna... Oh yeah!� Fuck, yer a tight one! � That's it, darling.� A little more... little more..."

"Oh, gaawwwdd!" she groaned.

"C'mon, a little more, baby, a little more... yeah... You're a tight little thing, ain't ya?"

�She paused panting with over half a foot of Dad's dong to go.� "Will I be ever be the same?" she gasped.

"Sure, darling, you can still fuck."

"I mean, will my poor cunny ever be the same?"

"Sure, don't worry about that.� God made you t'fuck, and fuckin' big dicks is included in that plan.� He'll take care of it.� In a few days after ya go home, it'll snap right back t'where it was.� Trust me.� Ya ain't the first woman I ever fucked.� I know how it works."

"Ohhhhhh!" she groaned taking in another half inch of his big bore pecker.� I quickly figured that at the rate she was going, it'd be a solid half hour before she had most of it in.

As if reading my mind Dad said, "Eric.� We're gonna be here a while, Son.� Go check on yer sister for me. If ya want, go ahead and, uh, do her."

My jaw must've dropped six inches.� "Do Sissy?� She's my sister," I stuttered.

"So?...� Oh, the incest thing... just don't knock her up."

He then turned his attention back to little Jamie and her efforts. "Oh, yeah, that's it little darling, a little at time... damn, ya sure got a tight cunt."

Half skewered, Jamie paused.� Dad turned his attention back to me. "Son, with a girl like your sister, I figured ya already crossed that line... Well, I'll be!� Ya ain't ever...?� Look, let me ask ya something, man to man...�

"Just what the fuck have ya been waiting for?� Ya ain't gonna make an abomination like a three eyed baby... that's why she's on the pill... so she can fuck her brains out and not get knocked up.� With the pill the real problem has been taken care of.� Ain't nuttin' wrong with men and women fucking.� I told ya that.� Fuck her all ya want provided that she's okay with it too.� Consent, mutual consent, that's all that's required."

Listening to what Dad was saying, it was apparent that he had indeed been fucking Sissy and that he had wrongly assumed that I was fucking her too.� My dick had been flagging a little, but as I considered the possibilities of what Dad was saying, my dick snapped to attention.� Suddenly I needed to get my rocks off in the worst way.

"I see yer warmin' up t'the idea.� What're ya waitin' for, boy?� Your little sister's as fine a fuck as God has ever created."

Just as I turned to head to Sissy's room, I heard Jamie grunt gutturally and I knew she was a little closer to communing with God himself.

As I strode down the hall, Dad's words gave me clarity that I never had before;� "Consent, mutual consent, that's all that's required.� Fuck her all ya want.� What are ya waiting for?� She's a fine fuck."�� Consent?� Hell, yes, she consents!

I had wasted the past six months fighting off Sissy's constant advances.� She wanted to do it, she was desperate for cock, but I thought it was wrong.� Why didn't she just come right out and tell me that she was doing Dad? �The answer of course was that what Dad did was none of my business.� In hindsight it was pretty obvious.

Sissy was sprawled out lewdly on her bed, fingering her pussy.� Zeke and his dad sat beside her, taking a break and drinking a beer, watching as she frigged herself.� I stopped and gazed lustfully at her perfect body, her nice firm and very ample tits, C‑cups, not too big and definitely not too small, each capped with a silver‑dollar‑size rose‑colored aureole and a thumb thick nipple jutting towards the sky.

Visually I feasted on her as never before.� My eyes wandered to her wasp‑like waist graced with a deep belly button, a navel that seemed to be big enough to fuck, if it would just stretch like a cunt.� I studied her cum encrusted pubic hair, a soft thin covering of nearly invisible reddish‑blonde hair.� Her pussy, her beautiful pussy, with her flushed and engorged inner lips invitingly erupting from her.� My eyes trailed down her long shapely legs to her petite feet.� Glancing up, my eyes meet her incredible green eyes, sparkling with unrestrained lust and passion, radiating from her lightly freckled face, framed by her wild‑looking mane of auburn hair.� It was something I had seen, many times before, but I had always resisted my baser instincts and denied her the pleasure that I could give her.� No more.

"Your cunt's mine, Sissy," I hissed.

Sissy's eyes widen with obvious delight.� "Take me, brother.� Make me your whore."

"You're already my whore," I hissed.� "My friends pay me so they can fuck you.� But now, I'm gonna fuck you."

"Oh, yes, brother.� Fuck me.� Fuck me.� Fuck me," she hissed as if possessed, squirming seductively before me.

I got between her legs in the ever‑popular missionary.

"Goddamn," exclaimed Zeke.� "He's gonna fuck her!� Fucker's really gonna do his little sister!"

"Do it, boy, do her!" urged Mr. Beau.

I put my bare dick to her hot slippery pussy and slowly slid inside her for the first time.� The feeling was exquisite penetrating her to my maximum.� I paused, savoring the warm, velvety clasp of my sister's cunt around my dick.� The walls of her vagina began rhythmically squeezing my hard penis.� Sucking in her breath, she began to tremble as the orgasmic wave that she so craved swept over her.

It's not that I did anything special.� She had been coasting on the edge of orgasmic bliss for several minutes before I ever walked into the room.� The fulfillment of one of her most sordid desires, to be screwed by her big brother, pushed her over the edge.

After a minute or so, the wonderful pulsations of her cunt muscles eased.� Slowly I withdrew all but the every tip of my cock.� Teasingly I poked at her a few times.� In response, she punched her hips upward in an attempt to impale herself on me.� I gave her what she wanted, slowly penetrating her again, only to slowly withdraw.� In, out, in, out, in, out my cock slid through my sister's heavenly portal.� It was the most natural thing in the world, because it wasn't just sex.� It was sex, but it was a lot more.� At that moment I knew for the first time what the difference between fucking and making love was.

As we lovingly screwed for the first time, I felt a cosmic energy flowing between us.� I was vaguely aware of the crude comments provided by our audience, but I tuned it all out.� In the universe of that moment, there was only Sissy and me, sister and brother, making love, incestuously fornicating. She sucked in her breath again and shook as she was wracked by the vast tremors released through incestuous pleasure.� Dad was right; we were born to do this.

I mimicked what I had seen Mr. Beau do with her, rotating my hips as I screwed her, stirring her pussy with my dick, grinding my pelvic bone into her aroused clitoris.� She came again.

Keying in on the pressure of her heels digging into my back, I now let her set the pace.� Gradually the pace picked up until the fucking became frantic.� I pummeled her with all the energy and strength I could muster while Sissy fucked back at me with equal gusto.

Still faster and faster we screwed, in an ever‑increasing frantic copulation until my testicles began to ache from the battering they were taking.� My ecstasy began in my groin with an overpowering urge that tightened my muscles. Then there was an out‑of‑control rush, exploding through me, jerking my penis as seemingly white‑hot ejaculate erupted from my cock and squirted forcefully into her wanton pussy to join and mix with the frothy semen of Zeke and his dad.

Exhausted and thoroughly spent, I collapsed on top of her.� She didn't protest my dead weight crushing her, as she too was too far‑gone to care.

After some few minutes I became aware of someone poking me in the shoulder.� I turned my head and saw Zeke kneeling beside us.

"Finished?" he asked with a smirk. "That was so fuckin' hot!� Look at you, man.� You're soaking wet with sweat."

I nodded and rolled the other way.� Sissy and I were kind of stuck together and as our skin peeled apart I realized just what Zeke meant.� As I lay beside her, still buzzing from my own sexual overload, I stroked her firm tits for the first time.� She too was sweating profusely and I found that to be very arousing.

Supporting himself with one hand, Zeke bent over and raked the tip of his penis across her lips.� "This oughta wake her up," he said with a chuckle.� Sure enough, her lips began to move, gently nibbling at the cock grazing her.� I wasn't but six inches away, up close and personal, watching as my sister orally received my friend's prick.

A burning thirst had seized my throat, and as much as I was enjoying the show, I sat up aware for the first time that Zeke's dad had moved in between my sister's legs.� Finding my now warm beer, I watched as the three of them fucked, happy that my sister was having such a good time.� Sitting the warm, flat beer down, I headed to the kitchen for a fresh cold one.

Jamie had gotten all of Dad's dick that she could take and was now riding him like a jockey, balanced on the balls of her feet, fucking herself fully on his cock.� I got myself a beer and returned to watch Dad and little Jamie copulate.� Slack jawed and consumed with lust, she too was covered with a sheen of sweat as she labored on the great phallus sprouting from my father's groin.

I offered Dad a sip of beer, which he gratefully accepted.� "She's gotta be thirsty too," Dad said handing me back my can of Coors.

I tired to put the can to her bobbing lips, and managed to spill the cold beer, the liquid poured across her face, ran down her neck and soaked her chest.

"Give her a drink, not a bath!" my dad hollered as the cold brew splashed onto his stomach.

Jamie caught on though, and opened her mouth like a little bird.� I poured some more beer and she got maybe a fraction of it in her mouth, the rest running down her torso and splashing down on Dad who protested loudly, slapping me in the ass to stop.� Laughing and getting a butt beating, I continued to pour beer, not caring if I hit her mouth or not.� When I still had maybe a third of a can, I decided to keep that for myself and stopped drenching her face.

Taking a sip, I looked down.� Jamie was still looking up, her mouth open in a rictus.� I thought, hell, why not, and shoved my soft cock in her mouth, jumping at the cold caress of her mouth on my organ.� Rolling my limp noodle around her mouth, she sucked it clean of the residue of my first incestuous tryst with Sissy.

With a mighty shout Dad proclaimed, "I feel the presence of the Lord!� Ahhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!� Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!"

Jamie ripped away from my dick.� She looked up at me wide eyed, exclaiming, "He's cumming in me!"� She lurched back to remove the erupting organ from her sex and as he came free, Dad's dick sprang forward just as he shot off again.� His cum flew in an arc, splattering on my pubes, on my dick, and on my thigh.� Quickly I stepped away while Dad's dick continued to discharge an enormous quantity of creamy thick ejaculate.

Jamie, as horrified as she was that he came inside her unprotected cunt, wasn't about to waste the opportunity.� In a flash, she covered the head of Dad's erupting penis with her mouth.� Once Dad was finished and his cock began to soften, she lapped up the pools of cum, mixed with beer, from his hairy stomach.

Only after she cleaned him up did she once again focus on what had happened.� Distress returned to her face.� "You came inside me!" she whimpered.� "You know I'm not on the pill."

"I'm sorry darling, I'm sorry.�� I used a rubber, but look, the damned thing ripped!"

Sure enough, the top half of the condom was ripped to shreds.� "That's one of the reasons I hate these damned things!"

"What if I get pregnant?� What'll I do?"

"That's in God's hands now," said Dad without concern.� "If yer knocked up, yer knocked up."

"Oh, my God!� Mom'll kill me for sure!"

"Yer mom's got nuttin' to do with this," said Dad as if nothing of importance had happened.

"I'll have to get an abortion," she whimpered.

Dad exploded, "Ya won't do no such thing!� Ya hear!� No such thing!� I'll not have ya killing a baby of mine!"

"But, but..."

"No buts about it!� If yer knocked up, we'll deal with it, the way God intended."

"But my mom, she'll kick me out, she'll..."

"If yer carrying my child, girl, I'll take ya as my wife.� Just like I took Eric's mother as my wife when she got knocked up.� Damned rubber tore just like that one.� Mark my word, girl, no child of mine will be born a bastard and no child of mine will be slain.� Ya want t'burn in hell for eternity?"

That was first I ever heard that I was an accident. Standing there doing the math for the first time, it occurred to me just how lucky I was to be alive.� What were the chances?� I couldn't even begin to fathom the impossibly long odds.� It dawned on me that maybe some of Dad's notions about God were right.� What were the true odds?

Dad stood up, stretched and then peeled off the remains of the failed condom, commenting,� "Ya gotta get on the pill, girl.� If yer knocked up it's yer own damned fault, but I take responsibility too.� Tomorrow, I'll get ya fixed up.� It may be too late, but we'll do what we can."

The rest of the weekend, pieces of that condom and the other failed condoms Dad used, reappeared after each time one of us fucked her until she went home.� I suppose, pieces reappeared after she was home too.� After the third condom broke, Dad said the hell with it and just fucked her bareback, and he never pulled out when he came.� Mr. Beau, Zeke and I still used a rubber on her... no sense in being deliberately irresponsible.

Mr. Beau and Zeke emerged from the back bedroom with Sissy in tow.� Sissy stood naked with her feet about a foot apart, her swollen pussy lips hanging low and dripping cum.� Dad studied her for a moment and then said, "Yer leaking, darling."� Then he reached between her legs and scooped up a handful.� He looked at the wad of spunk in his hand and then rubbed it slowly into her tits.

Dad turned to Mr. Beau.� Gesturing towards Jamie, he said, "For the time being I'm finished with that one, Beau."

"I need a break, Jack.� Zeke might be up for a toss with her, but I need a rest."

"Good idea," said Dad.� "I'm getting a little hungry."

At the mention of hunger my stomach growled loudly.� "Eric's sounds hungry too," added Dad.

"How about you, Zeke?"

"Yeah, I'm famished."

"Girls, get yer asses in the kitchen and fix us men sumpthin' t'eat.� A man can't fuck all night on an empty stomach!"

"What d'you want, Daddy?" asked Sissy with a smile.

"That's up to you.� Just make sure it's sumpthin' good. Be quick 'bout it too."

"How about some spaghetti?� I've got some meat sauce in the freezer.� I can have it ready in about twenty minutes."

"Yeah, ya make good spaghetti.� Got enough for everyone?"

"I think so."

"Then get after it, girl.� Ain't got all night!"

Sissy headed off to the kitchen, but Jamie stayed sitting on the floor obviously distraught.� Dad walked up to her and nudged her with his bare foot.� "C'mon on darling.� Go get cleaned up a little and help Sissy with the food.� It'll help get yer mind off of it."

Jamie struggled to her feet. Sobbing, she waddled off to freshen up before joining my sister.

"What's her problem?" my buddy Zeke asked.

"Damned rubber broke," answered Dad.� "Thinks I might've knocked her up."

"Oh...� Well, I guess we don't have to worry about using rubbers anymore."

"Zeke, there ain't nuttin' that nobody can do 'bout a busted rubber.� But just because she might be knocked up don't mean ya can screw her without a rubber.� If she does get pregnant, so be it.� But let there be no question 'bout who the father is. So use a rubber or keep yer pecker out of her pussy. A baby deserves to know who its father is.� Besides I don't want t'be raising yer kid, thinking its mine."

Like I said, if nothing else, Dad was consistent and he never shirked from what he knew to be his responsibilities.

The four of us lounged around the kitchen table, drinking beer and watching the two naked girls as they prepared a meal for us.� Sissy was the model of efficiency, honed by years of experience.� She directed and coordinated the entire operation.� First, she put the container of frozen meat sauce in the microwave to defrost and heat up.� Then she put on a pot of water to boil.� As soon as Jamie joined her, she had Jamie shredding lettuce for a simple salad.� While waiting for the pot to boil, she pulled down six plates, six salad bowls and six water glasses from the cupboard and pulled out the stainless.� She then took over from Jamie, chopping up tomatoes and few carrots to add to the salad.�� Meanwhile, she had Jamie set the table.

Still pouting, Jamie had nearly completed her task of setting the table.� She was putting the box of Parmesan cheese on the table, standing between Dad and Mr. Beau.� Mr. Beau reached out and pulled her to him.� With one hand on the back of her head, he pulled down for a kiss.� With the other hand, he went right for her still sopping pussy.

After a few moments in a lip lock with Mr. Beau, Jamie put her arms around his neck, freeing his hand from behind her neck to feel her up.� Bent over slightly as she Frenched with Zeke's dad, her butt was thrust out towards Dad.

Dad's hand swept up her butt crack.� Then he took a whiff of his hand.� Arching his eyebrows, a mischievous grin spread across his face.� With a dramatic and comedic flair mimicking Art Carney on the Honeymooners, he spread open her ass cheeks and then planted his face in her butt.

I don't know who was more shocked, Zeke, Sissy or me as we watched Dad lick and slobber on her red raw bunghole.

Sissy placed the hot bowl of meat sauce on the table.� Sissy looked at me and said, "I could use a little help."

Dad pulled his face from Jamie's ass.� Grasping her by the hips, he pulled her away from Mr. Beau.� Dad said, "Ya got chores t'do, Missy."� Then with a stinging pop to the butt, he sent the flustered girl off to help serve the food.

When the girls finally sat down to eat, Jamie was no longer pouting.� She had resigned herself to the fact that what was done was done and that she might as well enjoy the evening.� She looked at Dad.� Meeting his eyes she smiled.� "You're a dirty old man, Mr. Jack." With a chuckle she added, "I like dirty old men."

"Yeah, and I like yer young ass.� Like yer tight pussy too, angel.� Like it a lot."

Dad then lowered his head and gave thanks.� "Dear Lord, thank thee for yer bounty that we are 'bout to receive. And Lord, thank thee for these two young women, willing and eager to fulfill thy plan.� We humbly beseech thee for the strength and stamina to do thy will.� Amen.� Let's eat!"

The four men tore into our meal, wolfing it down like we hadn't eaten in days.� The girls were properly restrained and amused.� But when Zeke began playing with his food, dangling spaghetti from his fork and slurping it down, Sissy admonished him, "Zeke Harvesty!� You mind your manners when at my table!"

Zeke sheepishly looked around, surprised to be called down for poor table manners.� "Yes, Ma'am."

After that we all took heed and slowed down.� The kitchen was Sissy's� purview.� She had earned it. It was the one place she could admonish Dad about something and not be punished for disrespect.

Supper done, the girls cleaned the table, washed the dishes and cleaned the table, while we all sat around studying their bare asses.

"Jamie, bring us four beers," ordered Dad.� "Then come sit my lap."

"Daddy, we're not finished yet!" protested my sister.

"Okay, okay, darling.� But how 'bout the beers?"

"Jamie, get them all a beer, will ya?" directed Sissy.

Jamie brought over four cold beers and set them on the table in front of each of us, saving Dad's for the last.� Handing him his beer, she leaned forward and kissed him full on the lips.

"Damn!" he shouted jumping in his chair as her cold, wet hand grasped his dick.

Giggling as she made a quick escape, Jamie retreated to the sink to help finish the dishes.

"Playful are ya?" he called out to her.� "I like that.� I like my women naked and playful!"

Jamie wiggled her butt at him.

"I like her," said Dad to the table.� "She's a fine work of God's creation."

"Your daughter's a nice fuck too," said Mr. Beau.� "Ain't that right, Eric?"

I felt my face flush.� Dad laughed at my plight, rubbing his hand in my hair.� "Ya went to heaven did ya? Liked it, huh?�� God willing, maybe I'll get t'fuck her too."

Changing the subject Dad told me, "Eric, the girls'll be finished in a moment.� Why don't you go and roll us a couple of numbers?"

"Uh, sure, Dad."

"And get the video camera!"

By the time I got back, Sissy and Jamie were sitting at the table.� Laying the two joints and lighter before my dad, I began video taping the gathering at the table.� As I panned the table, Jamie turned her head, covering her face.� I came around to Dad.� He picked up a joint and lit up.� Taking a deep drag, he passed the joint left to Mr. Beau.� He exhaled, picked up the second joint, toked up and then passed it to his right to Jamie.

Once she had a hit, Dad pulled Jamie into his lap and made a lewd show of feeling her up for the camera.� The two joints got to me at the same time.� I passed one on and took a hit.� By the time the first joint made it back to Dad, he was grinning like the Cheshire Cat.� Jamie lost her camera shyness and beamed while my old man mauled her young tits for posterity.

Looking up to see what else might be worthy to tape, I was surprised to see the other three just standing around grinning.� I motioned to Sissy to go stand by Dad.

No sooner had she gotten into arms reach, he was pulling her into his lap.� With two naked girls in his lap, Dad looked into camera and made a comedic lecherous face.� Then reaching around both girls, he began squeezing tits.

Jamie suddenly stood up and then knelt down.� I had to scramble to get a good angle of her licking his dick as it grew and grew.� Then I panned out as Sissy readjusted herself, turning around and offering our dad her left tit for sucking.

What great footage; Dad getting a blowjob while he molested Sissy's tits!� Mr. Beau got into the action, standing next to Dad, he thrust his cock into Sissy's face to be swallowed whole.

Zeke was still standing around like the dumb ass he was sometimes.� I motioned to him to get in on the action.� He just shrugged with palms up. I pointed down to Jamie kneeling, trying to suck my Dad's fully erected cock.� Zeke shrugged.� With my foot I made a fucking motion.� Again he shrugged, asking, "You want me to kick her?"

Exasperated, I exclaimed, "No!� Fuck her!"

I could see the proverbial light bulb switch on inside his head, but it was still burning dimly.� "Get a rubber and fuck her or do her in the ass!"

"Oh! Yeah!� Where're the rubbers?"

"Over there!"� Stoned, that boy just wasn't too bright.

Zeke rushed off on his mission and soon returned with a condom and a nearly spent tube of KY.� He made a big showing of rolling the condom over his dick and then greasing up.� Then, squatting behind Jamie, he lifted her hips.� He punched his hips forward and began pumping into her.� From the angle, I couldn't tell which hole he was fucking, but it really didn't matter.� I had a five‑way on tape for the ages starring my dad and my slut sister!

Mr. Beau almost pulled his long cock from Sissy's mouth.� I zoomed in just in time to catch him drive it in to the hilt.� Her eyes bugged out and her throat bulged as his meat went down her throat.� He pulled back and then drove it down her throat again and again and again.� It was great!

I zoomed out to take in the entire scene, and noticed what Dad was doing.� Zooming in on Dad's mouth as he pulled on Sissy's nipples with his teeth.� I could hear her squealing, muffled by the cock in her throat as he stretched her tender flesh.� Releasing the teat, her nipple popped back only to be captured again.� In self‑defense, Sissy tried to cover her tormented nipple with her hand, but Dad brushed her hand aside and rejoined the rough suckling.

I noticed that Zeke was moving, hoping that he was about to do something innovative or depraved, but he was just changed position slightly, getting down on his knees to continue his doggie‑fuck, humping away at Jamie without style or grace.

Mr. Beau pulled his cock from my sister's sucking mouth and stepped away.� Switching to the other side of Dad, he completely blocked my view.

Zeke scrambled to his feet and helped his dad pick Jamie up. They put her on the table, on her back.� Zeke climbed up and his dad handed him her ankles.� Standing on the table, Zeke held her legs wide apart.� It was a great snatch shot.� Everything was just sort of hanging out and hanging open.� Mr. Beau probed around for a minute, picking out a piece of torn latex from the raw‑looking mass of flesh that was her pussy.

Mr. Beau buried his face in her, not really eating her, but wallowing his face around.� Facing the camera, his entire face glistened as he licked his lips.

He grabbed the tube of lube and slathered some on his dick.� "Zeke, pull her legs back over her shoulders."

Zeke did as instructed, practically folding her in half.� The effect was to rotate her hips upward, giving better access to her well‑used asshole.� This time there was no ambiguity as to which hole was to be fucked, as Mr. Beau's cockhead was nestling in it.� With ease, her asshole bloomed open and Mr. Beau's cock slid inside her stretched out rectum.� Mr. Beau took great care to give me a good closeup shot as he repeatedly penetrated her and withdrew, penetrated and withdrew.� Each time her asshole opened up and stayed open a little more and a little more until it remained gaping open the same diameter as his dick.

Stepping back, I got one final shot of Mr. Beau's backside and the ass fucking Jamie was getting.� Sensing that something better was about to happen, I swung my camera back on Dad and Sis.� She was now giving him a blowjob, but not having much more success than Jamie did.� At least the view was unobstructed.

Dad was lovingly stroking her long auburn hair. Handfuls of curly, simmering auburn hair cascaded through the fingers of his massive hands as she bobbed her head, sucking on his cock crown.

"I wanna fuck ya, darling," he said in a soft and barely audible voice.

She looked up and let the broad tip of his dick slip from her lips with a slurping sound.� "You can fuck me, Daddy.� I always love it when you stick that big cock of yours in me."� They both rose and Dad led her into the living room.

"Here?" she queried.

"Sure.� Why not?� Ain't no secret is it?"

Sissy sank to her knees and sprawled out on the carpet in the living room.� As I taped her, she spread her legs like the whore she was, then reached up and cooed, "Oooooo, yes, Daddy, fuck me.� Fuck me."

"I'll need some lube.

"Eric!� Where's the friggin' lube!"

Mr. Beau pulled out of Jamie and held up the mangled tube of KY with its meager remaining supply of fuck grease. "Give it here," said Dad.

Dad forced as much remaining grease as he could get out of the tube and coated the top six inches of his dick with it.� Looking down at Sissy he said, "Spread'em darling.� Spread'em wide."�� Sissy spread her legs open to receive her daddy.� Dad got in position on top.� Supporting his weight with one arm, he directed the tip of his big cock to her awaiting pussy.� Dad thrust his hips forward, jamming his cockhead into the maw of her vagina.

Sissy went wide‑eyed squeaking, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Dad paused, then thrust again.� It was a very controlled thrust, very short and he went in about a half inch.� "Ohhhhh, gawd!" she cried.� "You're big, Daddy," she gasped. "Oh, I love your dick!

�"Ohhhh!" my sister cried as Dad made another short thrust, driving in and stretching her cunt to accommodate him.

"Easy girl, easy," he cooed.� "I'll take it slow."

"No, no, no, just shove it in me!"� Dad jabbed into her again.� "Ahhhh!� Oh, fuck, you're so damned big!"

Dad was making progress.� I figured he had about six inches in her, but he still had a long, long way to go.� Sissy's pussy lips, stretched tight around the broad girth of Dad's organ, were so tightly stretched that they appeared to be translucent.� She was so spread open that her clit jutted out, but was jammed against the top of his cock.� It made for a great close up shot.

Mr. Beau reached in and flicked at the top of her exposed clit with his finger.� Sissy started panting almost immediately and her tits flushed a rosy shade.� "Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh," she squeaked with each flick of Mr. Beau's finger.� Rolling her head side to side, she came and came hard.� "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she hummed softly as she trembled and shook with pleasure.

She starting breathing again.� Dad punched forward another half inch, eliciting another guttural grunt.� Dad withdrew a few inches.� I thought he was going to give it up, but he pushed back in.�� "Ungh, ugnh, ughn," she grunted with each thrust as he began fucking her with the first six inches of his cock.� With her legs flailing about in the air, for about twenty‑five to thirty stokes, he fucked her before pushing into her deeper.

"Oh... that's... so... fuck... ing... gooood... I... love.. .your...f uck... ing... big... cock... Dad... dy... Oh... Yessss.... that... feels... so... won... der... ful... Ahhhh!... oh... yes...oh...yes...oh, fuck... oh,fuck... oh, fuck ... I'm... cum... miiiiinnnnnnnng!"

I noticed that she was now soaked in sweat, with beads gathering between her breasts before streaming off her body in rivulets.� Dad fucked her through her orgasm, giving her no relief, no mercy, as he continued to drive that big bore cock of his into her young pussy for the umpteenth time.

Sissy was absolutely delirious as Dad fucked her and fucked her.� He took a good fifteen minutes to get as much of his ten inches into her as he could and then he took another half hour just fucking the hell out her.� The video camera almost ran out of memory before he was finished with her.

His entire body jerked and Dad bellowed like a wounded animal while Sissy screamed when he finally came.� I thought he was killing her, but when the bellowing stopped, the screams turned into a protracted, "Oooooooooooooooo! Yes, Daddy, yesssss!"

Dad pulled off with a sudden lurch.� Cum poured out her gaping gash.� Those big bull nuts of his sure produced the juice.� My final shot was a close up of her incredibly raw looking pussy, pulsating like it was gasping for air, as Dad's cum streamed out of her onto the floor.

I had given all my attention to capturing Dad fucking Sissy and wasn't at all aware of what the Harvestys were doing with Jamie.� Actually, I'd forgotten about the three of them.

Lowering the camera, I stepped back and tripped over them.� Zeke bellowed, "Watch what you're doing, asshole!" as I landed on the floor, my legs across his back.� I have to hand it to Zeke; he didn't miss a stroke.� I lay there laughing my ass off, my heels resting on his back, two, maybe three feet off the ground.� Jamie was sandwiched between them, with Mr. Beau on bottom with his cock up her ass while Zeke fucked her pussy.

"Get t'fuck off me!" Zeke demanded laughing, "Damn it, get off!"

I moved off and stood up to catch the action, but the memory‑out light was blinking red.� I really didn't know how long it had been blinking, I just hoped that I didn't lose too much of Dad doing Sissy.

Wandering over to the kitchen table, I put the camera down, picked up a roach, lit up and took a hit.� My dick was still at half‑mast when Zeke got off Jamie.� I jacked myself up and grabbed another rubber.� Soon I was doing Jamie.� With Mr. Beau's dick up her ass, she was nice tight fuck despite what Dad had done to her.

Even with having cum several times that evening, including the incredible orgasm I had doing Sissy, I guess that the prolonged excitement of Dad fucking Sissy had me very stimulated.� Or perhaps it was the pure depravity of double fucking little Jamie. Whatever, I really didn't last very long and after just five minutes or so, I was filling up the reservoir tip of my condom.

I got off, pulling the used condom from my flagging dick.� I looked about to see where Sissy was, planning to shove my dripping cock in her mouth, but she wasn't anywhere to be seen.� Dad was gone too.� I looked over at the sofa where Zeke was snoozing.

Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was only 11 PM, but it felt like it was closer to 3 AM.� I looked back at Jamie.� Mr. Beau had rolled them both over and he was now on top, vigorously buggering the facedown girl from behind.

The urge to take a leak sent me down the hall to the common bath that Sissy and I used.� I pissed like a horse with an aim that left a lot to be desired as I swayed back and forth.� "Damn it," I cursed.� It was my job to clean up after myself and I really wasn't in the mood to play janitor, but I wasn't about to leave a mess.� Sixteen or not, I wouldn't be able to sit for a week after Dad finished with me.� Grabbing a towel, I wiped up the piss from the floor and all over the toilet, then got a wet rag and wiped it down two more times.� Satisfied that the place wouldn't stink of urine in the morning, I headed out.

A quick glance in the bedroom confirmed that Dad and Sissy were together, with Sissy's head resting in Dad's groin area.� I wasn't sure, but they were both motionless and appeared to be asleep.� A ragged rasping snore ripped through the air, confirming that Dad was indeed out of it.

Back in the living room, Jamie was alone, but still laid out face down.� I heard the water running in the kitchen. Mr. Beau was just finishing cleaning his dick off when I walked in.

"Damn, I think my poor old dick's gonna fall off!" he exclaimed.� He chuckled, "Best damned time I've had in long time.� You boys sure know how to have a good time!� That little cunt...what's‑her‑name..."

"Jamie?"

"Yeah, Jamie.� She's a lot of fun.� A real ass fucking little slut!� Tell me, does your sister like it up the back alley?"

"I guess... Zeke's done her in the butt a few times, but I don't think she likes it anywhere near as much as Jamie does."

"Well, I suppose I'll just have to find out for myself.� But not tonight... I'm fucked out!"

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

"Well, I'm heading for the sack before I fall over dead.� Do me a favor, take care of what's‑her‑name."

"Jamie?"

"Yeah, Jamie. Put a blanket over her or something.� Don't just leave her on the floor like a discarded pair of panties."

"Uh, yeah, sure..."

"G'night!"

"Goodnight, Mr. Beau."

I followed him back into the living room and watched him bounce off the hallway wall.� I thought he would go crash in Sissy's room as she was with Dad, but he went straight into Dad's room instead.

I tried to rouse Jamie, but she was out cold.� I knelt to scoop her up in my arms, then with her dead weight in my arms, I staggered off to my bed.

Next thing I knew, it was morning.� I had to piss something fierce and my mouth was a dry as raw cotton.

Crawling back in bed, I felt Jamie up.� She moaned and shifting her position, her hand found it's way to my chest.� Though apparently still asleep, she seemed to enjoy it.� I sure did.

I must have dozed off, because when I woke, I woke to the most pleasant sensation of having my cock crown lovingly sucked.� Damn, it felt divine.� I just lay back and enjoyed it.

She nibbled at the head, then planting open‑mouthed kisses, she moved down underside of my length.� Once she reached the base, she moved back up my shaft, kissing and nibbling, moving ever closer toward the tip, where she rubbed her full lips all around in the slippery ooze.

She parted her lips and I felt her pliant lips sliding over my turgid shaft, engulfing my cock with the warm, wet embrace of her mouth. I felt the breath of her nostrils, gently stirring the jungle of my pubis like a warm gentle breeze.� Clamping her lips firmly around my cock, she slowly pulled up until my cock completely slipped from her lips. She opened her lips and took me into her mouth again, teasing my cock tube with the tip of her tongue.

"Oh, fuck, Jamie, that feels good," I whispered.� For a brief moment I opened my eyes, staring up at the ceiling.� I closed my eyes again, lost in the sensation created by her gentle lips.

She began bobbing her head, raking my sensitive shaft with her soft, supple lips, causing me to gasp in pleasure.� Breathing deeply through my nose, my nostrils flaring with each breath, I squeezed my eyes shut tight, lost in the pleasure she was giving me with her mouth.

All too soon, I felt the growing sensation, building in my groin.� Not wanting this blowjob to ever end, I struggled to hold off as long as I could.� She stopped gently massaging my balls to press her fingertip into my ass.

The first spurt took her by surprise, and I felt her start. She moaned in pleasure as the second spurt gushed over her tongue.� My sperm surged into her mouth in a torrent, and she lewdly slurped at my cock as I ejaculated, my body involuntarily twitching with every spurt as my cock disgorged my hot fluid into her voracious mouth.

It just felt so good, so incredibly good, to be awakened in this manner.� I moaned and squirmed about, as she continued sucking on my soften cock, making me jerk each time she raked her tongue across the over‑sensitive tip of my dick.

With one final sucking pull on my now soft cock, she let it pop from her mouth like a elastic band.� Cheerily she said, "Wake up, sleepyhead!"

I forced my eyes open.� Glancing down my body, I saw her smiling back up at me.� Something was wrong, but couldn't quite figure it out.� "Jamie, that was..."

"Jamie!" Sissy exclaimed.

"What the...?� Where's Jamie?"

"Dad's fucking her."

"I thought..."

"You didn't like it?"

"Oh, hell yes! I liked that!� That was... that was the best blowjob I ever had!"

"Oh, you're just saying that, my dear brother.� But that's okay, maybe I can do it for you again sometime.� That's is of course if you want me to."

"Fuck yeah!� Blow me, Sissy. Blow me anytime!"

"I'm so glad you liked it.� I just love your dick, big brother.� I always have, but you just wouldn't share."

"Oh, I'll share from now on. �I promise."

We lounged about for several languid minutes while my little sister kissed my balls and flaccid prick.� She put her hands under my thighs and pushed up.� I lifted my legs for her and she nuzzled into my butt.

"Poo woo!" she complained, lifting her head and holding her nose.� "You're pretty rank down there!"

"Well, I..."

"C'mon...let's get a shower.� I feel so sticky and yukky!"

Hopping up from the bed, she took my hand and I followed her across the hall to the bathroom we shared and our shower.� I love showering with a girl.� Soaping her tits up, soaping her ass up, cleaning her pussy and eating her out.� It is definitely one of my favorite pastimes while I wait for my balls to recharge.� Showering with my slut sister is even better.

Even before we turned the water on, Sissy wrapped her legs around my thigh.� I felt the hot stream of piss shoot against my thigh and then run in a warm river down my leg to flow down the drain.� Giggling, she pissed on me for what seemed a minute, though it was probably only thirty seconds or so.� Finishing her business, Sissy slid down my leg, wallowing in her own urine.� Kneeling, she grabbed my flaccid dick and rubbed it on her tits.� I obliged her, letting go a healthy stream of yellow piss.� Aiming my dick like it was a water hose, she directed my piss on her tits until I was drained.� Rubbing it into her tits, she looked up at me and said, "That felt nice."

"Shit, Sissy.� I didn't know you..."

"I haven't... not ever before... I just thought it could be fun," she giggled.

Standing she kissed me full on the lips, pressing her wet breasts into my chest.� "Don't tell anyone, okay.� Let's just keep this between you and me.� You know, something special between us."

"Uh, yeah, sure."

Sissy turned the water on and the cold stream flowed across us, washing away the evidence of our little game.� As the water warmed, I soaped her up, relishing the feel of her firm C‑cup tits as they slid about in my hands.� For such a young chick, her breasts are nothing short of magnificent, standing prominently from her chest like two rounded peaks separated by a broad valley.� The cold water had caused her usually large areoles to shrink into two rosy pebbles, crinkly and erect with her desire.� I circled a stiff nip with my lips, lashing it lightly with my tongue.� She gripped my head and held it to her breast.

We spent several minutes, rubbing on each other, kissing various body parts and generally washing each other.� Now, most girls won't come close to touching a guy's asshole, but Sissy, she liked cleaning my anus.

"Turn around and put your hands against the wall," she instructed.� "Now, spread your legs."

I did as I was told and was awarded with the soapy caress of her hand.� She cleaned me and cleaned me again.� Then she began play with me, pushing a fingertip in.� She pulled out, soaped up her finger and pressed into me again.� It felt kinda strange, but I liked it.� I liked it a lot.

"Oh, fuck yeah, Sis!" I hissed through my teeth.

"You like that, Big Brother?"

"Oh, yeah!"

She wormed her finger deep into my butt.� "Anyone ever do this for you before?"

"No," I gasped as she twisted her finger around, pressing in deeper.

"You're a virgin!"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Ooo, well just relax and enjoy it."

She withdrew her finger to the tip and pressed back in.

"Uhhh!" I grunted.

"Feel good?"

"Yeah."

She began finger fucking my ass, slowly at first, but then with increased vivacity.

"God damn," I cursed as my sister finger fucked my ass, "Oh, god damn!"

I tensed up while the anal assault continued, pushing my hips forward and clenching my butt cheeks together, while I softly whimpered.� Suddenly she stopped, pulling her finger from my ass.� Still leaning against the wall, I relaxed.� Her soapy hand slid around my crack once again and over my tingling asshole.�� She spread my cheeks apart and I felt the warm water rinsing me.

She turned off the water and as I began to turn around, she said, "Stay right were you are! Don't move."

I stayed leaning against the wall, dripping wet.� I was starting to get a chill when she began drying me off with her towel.� More or less dry, I felt her fingernails gently rake across my back.� She worked down my back to scratch my buttocks.� Her thumbs sank between into my crack and I felt her opening me up.

"Damn!" I hissed as her tongue flicked across my sensitive rear portal.� Her tongue circled my anus and gently slid across it.� "Fuck!" I cursed under my breath. Never before had I felt anything like it.� From limited experience I knew that some girls liked to have their asses licked, but I never had any idea just how good it felt. I moaned like a slut in heat when her tongue penetrated me.

"God damn!" shouted Zeke.� "What a nasty slut!� Will you do that to me?"

"Oh, bug off, Zeke!" I said angrily.

"Sorry, I... Jesus!� How's it feel?"

"It feels great!" I said.

"I bet it does!� How 'bout it, Sissy?� You lick my ass too?"

"Only if you're clean."

"Well, rub‑a‑dub‑dub!" he said pushing into the tub shower.

With the addition of Zeke, the shower was very crowded.� There wasn't much maneuvering room, but Sissy managed to put Zeke in the middle and turned on the water.� "Turn around," she said as she rubbed the bar of soap between her hands.� Zeke turned to face her.

"Yeah, I like this," said Zeke as Sissy washed his chest.� "A little lower, please."

"I'll get to it," said Sissy laughing, "but you have to wash me first."

"Be my pleasure."� Zeke took the soap.� Working up a lather, he began soaping up my sister's tits.

"You've got the best tits," he said.

"Thank you," she said lightly.� "They're not too small?"

"Oh, not at all."

"Too big?"

"I don't think so."

Somewhat disgusted and annoyed with my buddy's intrusion, I crossed my arms while Sissy and Zeke felt each other up.� Wrapping her arms around him, they embraced.� Sissy had the soap in one hand.�� Looking around his arm, Sissy said, "Eric, wash his back for me."

Feeling somewhat awkward, I took the soap and began at his shoulders.� I was doing a perfunctory job of it, but before I got to his lower back, he was humping into her.� I continued my assigned task, working down Zeke's back to his legs while the two of them fucked. There wasn't enough room for me to squat and catch his calves without putting my face in his butt, and I wasn't about to do that.� Without purpose, I stood about getting a cold second‑hand spray and waited for about a minute before I had an idea.

Putting my hand to his ear, I whispered, "Turn around, Dude."� Zeke was always quick to take up a suggestion and turned them both around.

That was better, much better.� Sissy's bare backside was much more appealing than Zeke's.� I soaped up my hands again and started at her shoulders.� Zeke's arms were in the way, so I quickly made my way down to my intended goal.

I really don't know which I like better, the feel of a handful of full ripe tit or the feel of girl's firm butt.� Add soap to the mixture and they're both indescribably divine.� Dad was right, when God created woman, he certainly knew what the fuck he was doing.

My soapy hand glided over the perfectly smooth skin of my sister's buttocks.� Naturally, I spent some time savoring that tactile delight, before I ran my hand between her legs.� I moved a little too quickly and first thing I knew, I had a handful of balls.� Nonchalantly, I pulled my hand back and found myself touching Zeke's dick as he screwed Sissy.� I don't know why, but I lingered, feeling his shaft as it reciprocated in my sister's pussy.

I retreated, dragging my hand through her dark valley.� I soaped up again and returned to the valley to wash her, taking my time, rubbing her asshole and working the pad of my finger just inside her.� Adding more soap, I returned to my sister's anus.� She offered little or no real resistance as I wormed my finger up her ass.� Sissy's groan was audible over the noise of the cascading water.� Soon I was stroking into her butt, synchronizing with the energetic thrusting of Zeke's cock.

I felt her gut tighten around my finger as her orgasm hit.�� I stopped thrusting and just held on as she squirmed about in sweet ecstasy.� The contractions eased and I took my finger out of her butt, soaped up again and washed her thoroughly.� Kneeling, I spread her gorgeous ass cheeks, and began to tongue fuck her ass.� I nearly drowned as my face was drenched in the showering spray, but that didn't matter, as I burrowed as deep as I could in her rectum.� Rotating my tongue caused her asshole to open up more.

Sissy suddenly twisted away to the side, disengaging both Zeke and me.� She'd had enough for the moment.� Her sudden move caught me by surprise; or rather Zeke's dick caught me by surprise by slapping me in the face.� Before I could react, Zeke said, "You'll do fuckface!" as he grabbed the back of my head and playfully humped his hard cock into my face.

"God damn it!" I cursed.� Abruptly pulling away from his groin, my feet slipped out from under me, causing me to wind up on my back, with Zeke standing between my hiked up legs.� It was an absurd position to be in.

"So you wanna fuck?" he laughed jacking his cock.

"Fuck you," I cursed laughing.

Sissy, standing to the side with her face buried in the wall, missed the whole thing.� Just as well, as it might have given her some kinky ideas.� I managed to get back on my feet, or rather my knees and went after her asshole again, attacking her bunghole with the flat of my tongue.

"Stop!" she protested with a laugh.� "Stop!"� Once again she pulled her ass from my mouth.

"Hey, how is that?" asked Zeke.

"Great," I said.� You'll have to try it."

"Doesn't it stink?"

"No, Dude, she's clean, very clean."

"Well, I don't know."

"Pussy!"

"Pervert!"

"Yeah, I guess I am, but that still make's you a pussy!"

The hot water finally began to run out.�� "She was supposed to lick me.� She's gotta lick me first."

"Oh, stop whinning, Zeke," admonished Sissy.� "Turn around."

"Oh yeah, baby.� You gonna lick me? C'mon, slut, lick...owwww! Oh, fucking Christ!"

Zeke twisted to remove her finger up his butt and in the process fell out of the tub, ripping down the shower curtain and rod.� The look on Zeke's face was priceless.

"My dad's gonna beat your ass for that!" I said with a grin.� "You know how he is."

"Shit!� I didn't do it on purpose!" he said with panic in his voice.

About that time, Dad appeared at the door of the bathroom.

"What in the hell's goin' on in here!" he bellowed, causing all three of us kids to cringe.� "Damn it, who did that?"

"It was an accident, Mr. Jack!� I tripped an..."

"Then fix it and clean it up!

"Sissy," he barked, "get your ass out here!"

I helped Zeke put the shower curtain back up while Sissy dried off.� Being a good sister, she patted us dry and straightened up the bath before heading out to see what Dad wanted.

Fresh from our shower, the three of us walked into the living room.� Immediately I knew something was wrong.� Jamie was sitting on the sofa sobbing.� Between her slightly parted legs, a big wet spot stained the sofa.

"What's the matter with her?" asked Zeke.

"Damned rubber broke!" cursed my Dad.� "I hate those damned things!� Hell, if she weren't knocked up before, she's surely knocked up now!"

Dad gently stroked Jamie's dark brown hair.� "There, there, darling.� Nuttin' we can do about it now, so dry those tears.� Don't worry, darling, if anything happens, I'll take care of ya.� Ya ain't got nuttin' to worry 'bout."

He looked over at us with a lecherous look adding in a low voice, "Might be fun having a little one runnin' about, 'specially if it's a girl."

He turned back to Jamie.� "Gemme a girl, will ya?� A girl fer my old age."

Dad looked back at Zeke.� "Ya fix what ya broke?"

"Uh, yes sir."

"Good.� Now take Jamie here and get her cleaned up.� She'll all sticky and needs a shower."

"We used up all the hot water," I said.

Dad pondered that for a moment and reasonably replied, "Okay, it can wait for thirty minutes, but I got a family problem to deal with.

"Zeke, take Jamie in the back.� But if ya want t'screw her, use a rubber."

Turning to me he added, "Eric, get Zeke a rubber or two."

Looking down, I saw a foil packet just sticking out from under the sofa.� I picked it up, pleased to see that it was unopened, and handed it to Zeke.� He looked down at the condom in his hand then at tear-streaked Jamie.� Taking her hand he said, "C'mon, slut, let's go fuck."

Dad pointed to the kitchen table littered with dirty dishes.� "Sissy, how come Beau and I had to get our own breakfast?"

Sissy blanched, stammering, "I, I..."

"Don't give me excuses, girl.� Ya know I don't accept excuses."

"Please, Daddy, I didn't..."

"Get yer ass over here, girl!" he snarled sitting on the sofa, avoiding the cold wet puddle that stained the cushion.

Sissy approached slowly with small steps.� "Daddy, Please."

"Eric, get the video camera!"

"I need to download it.� Memory's full."

"Then get to it, boy!� I ain't got all day."

I got the camera and thankfully the computer was booted up.� I plugged the memory‑stick in, opened the software and began downloading.� Meanwhile, Dad had Sissy go get a ping‑pong paddle.� Before she returned, I was ready.

I started recording as soon as she walked up from the basement.� Sissy handed Dad the paddle and then lay across his lap.� Grinning at the camera, Dad rubbed her bare ass a for minute or so.

"Sissy darling, ya know why I gotta do this?"

"Yes, sir," she squeaked.

"Good, 'cause if ya didn't, it'd be worse.� Now, I'm not gonna bullshit ya, darling.� This is gonna hurt ya more than it'll hurt me."

"Yes, sir," Sissy said in a barely audible voice.

I thought it was terribly unfair of Dad to punish Sissy.� She didn't have time to fix him breakfast.� He'd just screwed her before sending her in to get me up, and well, we got distracted... Besides, what's the big deal of him having to get his own bowl of cereal for once?

Dad raised the paddle.� CRACK!� Sissy jumped upon receiving the stinging blow.� Her ass cheek flushed pink where the paddle had landed.� In slow motion, Dad raised the paddle again.� CRACK!

Sissy cried out, "Owwww!"

Her other ass cheek turned red.� Dad paused for fifteen seconds or so before delivering her another blow.� CRACK!� "Owwwwww!"� The third blow landed right where the first had struck, causing the cheek to quake and redness to deepen.

CRACK!... CRACK!... CRACK! On and on he went, taking his time, making sure that each blow achieved maximum effect.� Soon Sissy's ass was bright red and she was squirming about, sobbing, begging Dad to stop.� CRACK!... CRACK!... CRACK!

Dad sat down the ping‑pong paddle.� This surprised me as he had always walloped us at least twenty five times, making sure we would be uncomfortable for days afterwards.

Dad picked up a bottle of lotion from the sofa cushion. "There, there, darling.� It's all over.� It's all over," he said comfortingly as he rubbed lotion into her burning butt cheeks.� It was hard to make out through the LED viewfinder, but as he slathered the lotion into her butt crack, I realized that it wasn't lotion he was using; it was a lubricant.

Prying her gleaming butt cheeks apart with one hand, he began probing her anus with his thick thumb, the rubbery hole accepted his big finger seemingly without resistance.� Spreading his hand, Dad swiped at her clit with middle digit.� Sissy sobs began to mix with moans of pleasure as Dad thumbed her asshole while fingering her clit for posterity.

Mr. Beau, jacking his semi‑erect cock, moved in close to Sissy's head.� Dad released her butt cheeks for a moment and grabbed a handful of hair.� As Dad lifted Sissy's head by her hair, Mr. Beau rubbed his cock in her face.� Mr. Beau's dick disappeared to the root into my sister's mouth.� Grabbing her by the ears, Mr. Beau fucked her throat while Dad continued to finger her ass and her pussy.

I could tell by the way she was wiggling her ass around that she was having fun.� After a minute or three, Sissy twisted her head to the side to dislodge Mr. Beau's cock from her mouth.� With a look of desperation on her face, she gasped, then moaned plaintively as she came on Dad's hand.

"Good girl.� Good girl," said Dad softly as she trembled and shook.� The tremors eased and Dad pulled his wet hand from her crotch to squirt more lube into her crack.� He worked it into her rectum, then spread her open.� Mr. Beau moved to the other side and put his cockhead to her anus.

Dad hissed, "Fuck her, Beau!"� Sissy's head shot up momentarily as Mr. Beau's dick completely disappeared into her in one swift motion.

Mr. Beau buggered her like he was a pile driver while Dad held her struggling over his lap.� "Ungh, ugnh, ughn," she grunted with each powerful thrust into her ass, the grunts augmented by an audible "Thap! Thap! Thap!" as Mr. Beau's groin slapped up against her quaking and still rubescent buns.

I was zoomed in on Sissy's yielding anus and Mr. Beau's pistoning long cock when Dad caught my attention.� He motioned for me to move over so she could suck my cock, while being sodomized by his friend. I did as I was told and moving into position, Dad lifted her head by her hair.� Like a young calf seeking a cow's teat, she nuzzled about for a moment before sucking up my dick.

Alternately I recorded looking down my torso to her sucking my dick, Dad grinning and rubbing her back and rump, and Mr. Beau humping into her.� After a few rounds, Dad took the video camera from me and gave it to Mr. Beau.� He now alternately recorded looking down his torso to his dick plunging into her ass, to Dad grinning as he rubbed Sissy's back and rump, to me as I sawed into her mouth.� In the end, we made a wonderfully nasty family video.

Mr. Beau handed the camera back to me.� Gripping her hips he pummeled her for another minute before he croaked, "Fuck.� I'm gonna cum.� I'm gonna bust a nut in ya."

From behind me I heard Zeke urging, "Fuck her, Dad, fuck her!"� I pulled away from my sister's voraciously sucking mouth to get a close up shot of Mr. Beau's cock.�� Zeke moved in to replace me, offering my eager sister his limp wet cock, fresh from fucking Jamie.

Mr. Beau grunted, "Ahhh!� Ahhh!� Ahhh!"� Through the little viewfinder I could see his cock pulsating as he shot his load up her ass.� Before he was finished, Mr. Beau pulled out, shooting a wad right into her gapping hole.� He rammed back into her to finish.

Mr. Beau pulled his dripping cock out of my sister's gapping ass, followed by a gush of milkly white semen.� Her open asshole pulsated, dribbling a rivulet of cum.� With each contraction, it slowly closed up as Mr. Beau's cum continued to seep.� What a nasty shot!

Zeke pulled his revived cock from Sissy's mouth and moved around to her vulnerable rear end.� Her nearly closed bunghole winked open and Zeke shoved in, eliciting a guttural groan of approval from Sissy.

Gleefully I continued to video record my little sister's ass fucking while Dad held her in his lap.� After a few minutes, Mr. Beau took over cameraman duty allowing me to shove my cock back into Sissy's mouth while Zeke pummeled her.� Once I was nice and hard, I pulled away from Sissy and moved around to her rear.� Zeke yielded without even being asked, and with a grunt, I pushed into her warm bowels for the first time.

Dad had been tweaking her clit while we fucked her and soon after I began stroking in and out, the contractions of her gut around my cock began.� Damn that felt good!� It was different than when a girl's pussy contracted during orgasm, but equally pleasing to my stiff cock.� I was taking my time, enjoying the licentious fun we were having with Sissy when Jamie made her appearance, fresh from a shower.

Dad motioned for Jamie to come over. He grabbed Jamie's little nipple and pulled her to him, then whispered something to her.� Leaning away from her, Dad released the girl's nipple.� Massaging her sore nip, Jamie nuzzled her crotch into Sissy's face.� Immediately, Sissy began rooting around in the girl's engorged labia.

I had always suspected that Sissy and her friends engaged in a little girl‑on‑girl fun, but I'd never really seen her eat another girl's pussy before.� My dick got harder, if that was possible as Jamie lewdly ground her pussy into my sister's face while I ass fucked her from behind.

Dad was visibly turned on by the lesbian act and he grabbed Sissy by the back of the head and ground her face into Jamie's cunt while cursing, "That's it, slut.� Eat some pussy. C'mon, Sissy, show yer Daddy what a total slut ya are.� That's it, darling, lick her while yer brother fucks ya in the ass.� Eat that pussy, darling, eat it!"

The squeezing around my cock finally got to me and in a dizzy, breathtaking rush, I erupted in my sister's rectal channel.� I was barely finished, gasping for breath when Dad suddenly rose with Sissy still on his lap.� Effortlessly he kept her from falling to the floor, but in the process yanked my dick from her rectum.

"Jamie, lie down girl.� That's it, spread yer legs." he ordered.

Jamie spread'em and Dad deposited Sissy, face first between her legs.� Sissy latched onto Jamie's cunt like a lamprey, while Dad got behind her.� Nestling the broad head of his thick cock in her gapping, weeping asshole, Dad had a mechanical advantage as half his cock head was inside her.� He pushed, Sissy grunted.� He pushed again, and the head of his cock popped inside.

With her mouth over Jamie's pussy, Sissy was making a muffled squealing sound as Dad drove his big cock into her ass a little at a time, taking short stokes as his girth spread her asshole open wider than ever before.� In less than two minutes, he had deeply impaled her without so much as a protest. He pulled out slowly, all the while thrusting her with short stokes and then drove back into her a little at a time.� He did that for a few minutes, warming up her already hot ass, before pausing with just the tip of his dick still in her ass.� He tested the waters, pulling out and poking back in.� Satisfied that she was as ready as she was going to get, he fucked her with tiny shallow strokes, then suddenly, he plunged in balls deep where he ground into her buttocks.

Sissy head popped up from Jamie's cunt as she gasped and grunted.

Dad stopped grinding and pulled out almost all the way.� Again he fucked her with short shallow strokes.� Sissy's head popped up again as Dad drove his dick back into her deep.� Over and over, Dad repeated the pattern and each time he rammed her, Sissy's head popped up and she unintelligibly grunted. Soon, Jamie's pussy was being ignored as Sissy thrashed her head from side to side while she moaned and grunted.

It was hard to tell, but I think she came about three times before Dad bellowed while hosing her guts down with a copious quantity of fatherly semen.� Pulling out of her, Dad spread her ass checks with his big hands, so that Mr. Beau could get a good action shot up the deep dark tunnel that was once her tight ass, as a river of spunk gushed from her.

After the gang fucking of Sissy's ass, Dad told Jamie to, "Go get your ass dressed, girl.� I'm gonna take ya to see a doctor."� To my surprise he told me to get dressed and come along too.� As we rode along to the doctor's office, Dad reassured Jamie that everything would be okay and that she really had nothing to worry about except keeping him satisfied.

Dad's cell phone rang.� "Hi ya, Doc!� Yeah, we're on our way...� Be there in two minutes."

We pulled into the parking lot, got out and headed for the rear door of the building.� Immediately the door opened and Dr. Tubbs ushered us in.� The doctor led us through a maze of halls and into his office.

"Thanks, Doc for seeing us."

"Jack, I don't normally see patients on a Saturday, so this had better be good."

"She look good to you?"

"How old are you, Honey?"

"Fourteen."

"Old enough," smiled the doctor.� "Now what can I do for you, Jack."

"Well, uh, my daughter here, she's been screwing, uh... her boyfriend, and I don't want her to get knocked up."

"I see.� I thought I already had your daughter on the pill."

"That's my other daughter."

"Oh!� I see."�� Now Dr. Tubbs went to the same church as we did.� He knew damned good and well who I was and that I didn't have two sisters.

"Fill out this medical history," he instructed my dad.� Turning to Jamie he told her to undress.

While Dad filled out the paper work, Tubbs went about examining Jamie.� Poor girl, she was definitely embarrassed being probed and felt up by the doctor while Dad and I watched.� There wasn't an examination table in his office, so he had her sit up on his desk while he fingered her pussy.

Tubbs removed his fingers, all three of them and walked to a cabinet and got something.� Returning he had her lie back while he inserted the instrument into her pussy.� Squeezing the handles together, made the thing open up her pussy.� You could see right inside her!� He looked inside and with forceps removed a piece of latex.

"Here, take a look," offered the doctor.� Dad and I both jockeyed for a look up her snatch.� "That's her cervix," he instructed.� "Looks like it's taken a beating recently.� She's been fucking all right."

Turning to me he asked, "Did you do this to her?"� Without waiting for my answer, he added, "Or did you and your buddies do this?"

"Me and my buddies," I stammered not sure why he was asking me.

"You fucked her good, that's for sure.� Now, see how her cervix is dilated?"

"Uh, I guess."

"You probably got sperm up into her uterus."

Tubbs looked at the history Dad had submitted.� "Jamie, when's your period?"

"Uh, two weeks, I think."

"Two weeks.� You're prime, young lady.� Most likely you will be pregnant before the day's out."

"Oh, gawd!" she whimpered.

"But you don't have to be," he added.

Tubbs turned to Dad. "Best course of action is to give her an implant.� Lasts five years.� The beauty of it is that there's nothing she needs to remember to do every day or once a month.� No pills, no patches.� I make the implant and we can forget it.� In a few weeks she's good to go.� She can fuck as much as she likes.� I can do the implant in five minutes."

"What does it cost?" asked Dad.

"Five hundred dollars."

"Five hundred!" exclaimed my dad.

"It's a bargain when you think about it.� Pills are going to run you forty dollars a month, that's four hundred eighty dollars a year. Pays out in a year."

"Okay, let's do it.� You know, maybe I should bring my other daughter in and fix her up too."

"Not a bad idea," replied the good doctor with a knowing smile.

"Now, that will solve this young lady's long term problem, but for the short term, we'll use high doses of birth control pills.� Even if an egg is fertilized now, the high dosage will pervert the fertilized egg from attaching to the uterus."

"Good!" gushed my dad with visible relief on his face.� "Hear that, darling?� Ya ain't gonna get pregnant!"

Tubbs became a study in efficiency.� In no time he swabbed her upper arm, applied a topical anesthesia, made a small incision and implanted a pill‑like object just under the skin.� Applying a band‑aid, he was done.� Then he got a bottle of pills from his desk, poured out a handful in his hand and told her to take them.� Once she washed the pills down he instructed her to take another six of them tomorrow morning and then take one everyday thereafter until her period started.

Turning to my Dad he said, "Jack, I'll have my office bill you direct.� What you do with your insurance company is your business, but I won't be able to file it for you."

"I'll just be paying this out of pocket," Dad explained.

"I thought as much.

"Now, for my special fee for seeing this naughty little girl on a Saturday..."

Dad and I were then directed to wait in the darkened waiting room.� We waited for nearly forty minutes while Dr. Tubbs collected his special fee.

Jamie didn't seem to be too happy on the ride back home.� Dad tried to talk to her, but she was in a real mood.� Finally Dad said, "Look, ya little cunt.� Ya just cost me a least five hundred bucks, easy.� Ya ought to be happy... Thanks to me and Doc, ya ain't gonna get with child."

"I know, but..."

"But what?� He fucked ya?"

"Yeah, I..."

"So what? Get over it, darling.� Once word gets around about ya loving hard cocks, Doc won't be the only man in this town to fuck ya.� It's too damned bad that he's a lousy fuck, but think of the future... Now ya can fuck as much as ya want, when ya want, without worrying about babies popping up."

"I know, it's just that..."

"Damn it!� I told ya to get over it!

"Think about this... once I get yer ass home, you're gonna get fucked again.� Count on it, angel! Ya ain't goin' home to Mama until tomorrow. Until then..."

I was kind of surprised at Dad's harshness toward her, but I guess the five hundred dollars was eating on him knowing that he wouldn't be the only one collecting on the dividends from his investment.

When we got home, Dad announced that rubbers were now unnecessary and ordered her to strip.� Within ten minutes, Dad was on top of Jamie, fucking her bareback with abandon.� After Mr. Beau had sloppy seconds, things calmed down quite a bit.� There was still a lot of wanton fornication going on for the next several hours or so, but not at such a frenzied pace as before.� It was more laid back and casual.

Jamie didn't stay over to Sunday after all.� That surprised me because Dad had said he wanted to keep her naked and fuck her until she couldn't walk on Sunday.� But that afternoon when Dad called her mom to invite Jamie over for another night, Jamie's mom declined, saying that Jamie's dad would be picking her up in an hour or so.� Dad explained that Jamie had to do as her parents wished and it wasn't his place to interfere. � Mr. Beau also had some pressing matters with his wife to take of, so the party died.

Would you believe, when Dad took Jamie home, he scored a date with her mother!� Not for few nights later, but for that very night!� Everything was pretty normal around our house that evening except he brought Jamie's mom home after their dinner date for a fucking.� Man, was that woman loud!� As for Dad, he never gave it a rest.

Hmmmm... Sloppy seconds with a MLF.� I considered it and then immediately thought better of it.� Best not to complicate things. Some other time perhaps; besides I was plumb worn out.� Sissy and I, we just snuggled up and went to sleep.