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Breakfast at the Hargreaves house became lunch that day. Once Alice sent Penny to awaken Paul and after she checked at the door to confirm that incestual coupling was going on her visit to John in Penny’s bedroom became a marathon affair. So that she didn’t disturb the two in the master bedroom she showered in Penny’s bathroom but made enough noise to stir John, not wake him. Then she went to the kitchen in her robe and started getting the ingredients together to make breakfast. Traditionally on Christmas day, they had pancakes and bacon.
She had just finished making batter and was separating the bacon when Paul stole into the kitchen, sneaked up behind her, and nestled his bulging package between the cleft of her butt. As he nuzzled her ear he said, “That was a nice way of handling the situation this morning Honey,” referring to Penny’s arousing wakeup call. “You know of course that starting the morning that way will keep me hard all day. Did it work out well for you and Penny’s cocky husband?”
Wiggling her ass to seat his cock in the crevice of her behind she said, “Not as cocky as what my baby has between his legs,” humping him invitingly. “So, was Penny near to what you’ve been dreaming about all these years?”
Chuckling he said, “It started out a little off kilter. I think all those blow jobs she’d given to me when she was in college have been weighing on her all these years ... not that she did it ... more like because she and I just let it happen and never really talked about it. I ate her pussy so much during that time too and we just did it, never talked about it. I guess it was like a shameful silence. Of course, I really wanted to fuck her back then too, but she always begged me off—it was the virginity thing. Since she got married, she has been using her twat liberally for sex, sharing with two men so she was ready for me. Strange thing though, when we started this morning, we were like a couple of naïve, virgin newlyweds. But when we got into it seriously it became almost surreal.”
Putting his hand inside her robe and nightgown he caressed his wife’s breasts. “I guess we of all people know how variety can be the spice of life babe, heh-heh. But some varieties are more luscious than others, right?”
“That’s an interesting way of putting it Alice,” he said while caressing her breast, But there’s something magical about how silky young flesh feels. But I still can’t get over your breasts never seeming to age.”
“I just think how lucky we are to love sex the way we do without any kind of restriction. I know all couples don’t get to practice it the way we do and ya know what Paulie?”
“What?”
“Johnny boy is seriously outgunned when it comes to penis size compared to you. But the way he wields that popgun I think I’ll be talking about it for the rest of my life.”
“Why do you say that?” Paul said, humping his pulsing erection more purposely in the crack of her ass.
“Well, I’ve never had an uncircumcised penis in my cunt before. And the way his bunched-up foreskin worked on my g-spot ... he got me off at least a half DOZEN times. I mean REALLY got me off.”
“And you’re still saying that you want more babe?”
Alice laughed as she said, “How many times since 1942 have you not known me to be insatiable, even when more than one man is involved?
Paul pulled his erection through the fly out of his pajamas and lifted the combined hems of her robe and nightie. As she thrust her ass backward, he centered her swamped pussy with his oversized meat and thrust it to the core of her body.
Sucking spit through her teeth in sibilant excitement she said, “Has there ever not been a time when you haven’t thought I was a nymphomaniac?”
Chuckling he answered, “Maybe when I used to serve dinners in your sorority house. Or maybe when Fred refused to talk about you the way some of our fraternity brothers talked about their girlfriends. Certainly not since our first night together when we called ourselves “Musketeers” and we all started swinging together. You have always been a hot woman, Alice. But I must admit that there were times when you wore me out when you kept saying, ‘Please don’t stop.’”
“I will tell you this Mister, you had better start reaming this wife’s excitable cunt if you expect to have a pleasant Christmas day.”
Thank God for Aggie’s phone call, Paul thought. Wouldn’t it be great if the Musketeers could be reborn when she comes later in the week? While he and Alice still enjoyed sex they both missed the stimulus of their swinging friends who had enriched their lives for so many years. With Aggie back in the hopper and the possible addition of John and Penny—and perhaps the Holbrooks—things could be perking up again. As he pulled back his engorged penis in his wife’s still tight but slippery pussy he shivered at the top of his pause while preparing for another deep thrust. In deep concentration, while holding Alice’s hips and pumping he was started by his daughter’s voice shouting, “DADDY!” Having considered that he would have time for a little action before Penny got out of the shower and made herself up he felt no fear of his daughter surprising them.
Alice, who was never perplexed in any situation eyed Penny and yelled, “YESSS baby, fuck me hard.” When Paul hesitated she started laughing and said to Penny, “Now that we all know the ins and outs of each other’s spouse you’ll have to start expecting the unexpected in the Hargreaves household Penny.” With her legs spread and her feet kicking at the ceiling she went on, “And from the way, your Daddy’s pecker is all swollen up inside me it’s obvious that your wake-up call got him even more excited.” As Paul started pulling out, she craned her neck, pushed backward, and said, “Don’t stop baby, you know how much I hate coitus interruptus.”
Looking back at Penny Paul hunched his shoulders as if to say, “She’s the boss,” and resumed fucking.
When she had walked blithely into the kitchen Penny Alice could see that her step-daughter-in-law was taken aback by the abrupt surprise of what she had seen. Catching her father plugged into her stepmother so soon after their own personal time with him this morning was such a shock that it caused a forceful reaction. After having been so joyously fucked by her father this new reality made her shudder with a confusing mixture of shock and titillation. It brought to mind the time she discovered the pornographic Polaroids when she was still in college. But that was totally personal. This was unexpectedly shared. She was embarrassed. Besides that, she had always been jealous of her stepmother marrying her father.
Then she was startled by John, who appeared mysteriously beside her, saying “WHOA.”
Even though he had showered his cock was still tingling John saw the vicious look on Penny’s face. Quietly he murmured, “I know he’s your dad babe and I’m still getting over the fact that they’re both a lot older than us, but Alice jumped in bed with me sometime after you got up. And I have to tell you, sweetie, just like Aggie, fucking Alice is not like fucking an old woman. She’s HOT.”
Giving John a withering stare she was taken aback when John said. “Grow up Penny.”
Castigated, Penny thought, I am nothing but a voyeur. I watch both Gary and John fucking Charie all the time and love it. So why am I having a hard time with Daddy doing the same thing to Alice? Yet, when Alice had said, “Go for it babe, I’m almost there,” I kept watching and even fondled myself. A FUCKING VOYEUR. She hated herself for being a hypocrite and a participant.
The moment Alice came, and her daddy let go with an “AAAAH,” Penny was being accusatory again. Then she masturbated in the excitement of knowing that he was shooting three loads of cum inside her stepmother-in-law’s pussy and the two of them curled into an exhausted heap.
Penny gave her husband a harsh look of repugnance and said, “Why can’t you ever act like an adult John?” then stormed back to her bedroom.
Paul came into the kitchen and asked, “Where did Penny go?”
With a smirk, John said, “I guess finding her parents fucking so blatantly with her in the bathroom was more than she could handle.”
Alice said, “Was she really upset?”
John shrugged and said, “She seemed pissed to me.” Chuckling he added, “But I’m a guy who thinks this kind of stuff is pretty cool.”
Puzzled by the circumstances Alice wondered, why should I feel like Paul’s daughter is chastising me? I was the one who encouraged her to fulfill her dream of having sex with her dad. We were just playing for crying out loud! Puzzled she said, ”Why should she be so upset.”
“You’re a woman Alice,” John said, ”maybe YOU can tell ME.”
Shaking her head, she thought Of course. Penny had never accepted the fact that I am Paulie’s wife, and said, I have to bring this problem to a close right now...”
Paul said, “Maybe you should go in and spend some time with your wife John?”
“Nah,” he said, “She doesn’t get like this very often but when she does, I pretty much let her work it out for herself.”
Shaking her head, Alice thought, you’re a cocky, arrogant guy Johnny boy and you’re obviously no help in this crisis.”
”Maybe I should go and talk with her,” Paul said. “We did so well in bed earlier and enjoyed ourselves immensely.”
“Her problem is with me,” Alice said. “We have to clear the air right now, Paulie, if we are ever to make this thing work. I’ll go talk to her.”
Heading back to Penny’s bedroom Alice was nervous. At same the time, the wetness she felt sagging down the inside of her left thigh made her chuckle as she thought this is silly, and I know it’s going to work out. Her thoughts segued to how she felt at Paul and Polly’s house that day in 1942, the day Polly convinced such a profoundly religious as herself to join the Musketeers, three couples who would swap partners for most of their lives.
Knocking softly on the door she called, “Penny?” Waiting for a bit she said “Penny,” a little louder. Still no answer. Quietly opening the door, she saw Penny lying on the bed facing the opposite direction, quivering in sobs. “May I come in Penny?”
“Go away,” came the answer in a quavering voice.
That day in 1942 Alice remembered how she had resisted the idea of swapping partners. But Polly (Penny’s mother) convinced her to become part of Paul’s harem while her husband was overseas (see All for One and One for All). Prior to that time Alice, a prim fundamentalist girl) admired Polly. It was on that day that when she fell in love with her. Now, watching Penny crying on her bed she determined that she would not back down and said, “I’m sorry Penny but we need to talk.”
Cautiously she sat on the edge of Penny’s bed and reached over and gently patted Penny’s hip. Jerking her hip away Penny said, “I don’t want you in my room.”
“I’m going to stay for a while,” Alice said. She felt Penny’s body stiffen but she went on, “We have to clear the air, Penny. Not just between you and me but for the sake of everybody involved. I have some things to tell you about your mother and me that, if you listen you will at least understand. You also need to know some things about you and your Daddy. Please let me talk to you.” There was no verbal response, but she felt Penny’s body ease, if for no other reason than to hear what she had to say about her mother and father.
“You and I have at least one thing in common Penny, we were both very much in love with your mother.” She felt her stepdaughter’s body turn slightly as if she might be looking at her. She didn’t look back because she was afraid she might spook her step-daughter-in-law and cause her to be more resistant. Waiting through what seemed an interminable silence she ventured, “You may not believe this Penny, but you and I probably loved Polly Hargreaves more than any other woman in the world.” She felt Penny raise her head again looking her way then felt her head flop down on the bed as if she had no strength to deal with such an impossible suggestion.
“I don’t know if your mother ever talked with you about the circumstances in the Musketeers. But if it had not been for Polly, I would never have considered becoming involved in such a group. The concept was so foreign to me that I was completely repelled. When we (the three couples) talked about it, I was aghast, I told my husband, your uncle Fred, that I never wanted to see these people again. We were friends in college, Penny. Polly and Aggie and I were sorority sisters, Fred, Corwin, and Paulie were fraternity brothers. They all worked as hashers in our sorority house.” She thought Penny was probably aware of that much. But she hoped to be able to convince the young woman that her relationship with her mother was deeper than that:
“The next morning after that difficult conversation the men went out for an early breakfast ... it was Saturday. Polly invited Aggie and me to have breakfast with her at her house. The night before during our group discussion your mother jumped at the opportunity to be part of Paul’s harem while Fred and Corwin went overseas. Why wouldn’t she, she was Paul’s wife. Aggie and I were to be sexually serviced by him while the other men were gone. Aggie didn’t like the idea, but Polly had no trouble convincing her.
The idea completely disgusted me though. My father was a fundamentalist pastor. I felt that what the men and Polly were proposing was the most sinful thing I had ever heard. The three of us women had breakfast and talked. Trying to convince us to go along with what was being proposed Polly did most of the talking. While Aggie finally agreed I was adamant. I wouldn’t budge. Polly told Aggie that she wanted to talk with me longer, so Aggie left us alone.I wanted to leave in disgust, but I could never turn Polly down. She always treated me like I was more than just some holy roller redneck. I always felt comfortable around her. Ever since Polly and I met in the sorority I worshipped your mother. She always seemed to have the answer to everything, and I was always unsure of myself. But Polly had a way of making me feel like I was an important person in her life. That morning in 1942 she kept trying to convince me to go along with the plan to let Paul “take care of my needs” when Fred and Corwin deployed to the South Pacific.
After Aggie left the morning Polly told me that she had always wondered if I might have had a deep secret that I was afraid to tell anybody about. My dread was that someone might find out about my dad and me. But Polly gave me some sense of hope when she said, ‘I also have a secret Alice that I never wanted anybody to find out about. Since you and I are closer than anyone else in the sorority though I think I can trust you with it. Maybe if I tell you what happened to me you might be able to share your secret with me.’
Polly told me that her mother’s doctor, a man who lived a few blocks away, lured her into his office and talked her into letting him examine her on his examination table. While he was examining her, he put his finger inside her and started rubbing in such a way that caused her first ever orgasm. He asked her to come back and let him examine her more completely, something she did every couple of weeks until she graduated from high school. Each time she went he would do something different, like playing with her clitoris and massaging and penetrating her anus. She told me, ‘We did everything you can imagine Alice and probably some things I’m sure you can’t.”
When she shared such a deep secret with me I felt the need to trust her with what happened between my father and me. My father was a fundamental pastor who always preached about the wages of sin becoming the horrors of hell. One afternoon I felt sick and was excused early from school. It turned out that I was just starting my periods and was aching badly. When I came home (we lived right next door to the church) I came in the door and my father was standing in the living room with his back to me. When he turned his head around and looked at me, I had never seen such a look of shock on his face. ‘Get up,” he said to a woman who was kneeling in front of him, ‘Go back to the church office and wait for me, we are not finished here.’ I was shocked to discover that the woman was a member of the church. I didn’t know why she was on her knees in front of him, but my father dismissed her quite harshly.
As she went through the front door of the house, Daddy turned to me. I was shocked to see his erect penis sticking out of his pants. I had never seen a penis before much less an erect one. It was not only erect, but it was also glistening with the woman’s saliva. He had the look of the Devil in his eyes. It was as if like he were possessed. He said to me, “Sister Savannah was attempting to relieve me of evil spirits which the Devil puts in all preachers’ bodies. The only way it can be drawn out of the preacher’s body is through his penis. Since you’re a young girl the Devil responds better than he does to older women. So, you must get on your knees Alice and pray as you put my penis in your mouth and suck the evil spirits out.’
I remember how much my tummy and back ached from my period and how stupidly shocking his story seemed. But I knew better than to disobey Daddy’s orders. The punishment was always much worse. So, I dutifully kneeled in front of my father and took his slimy, wet penis in my mouth. I thought I would throw up. But as I sucked him, he laced his fingers in my hair and gently coaxed my head back and forth as he kept moving his hips forward as he said, ‘yes, yes, yes.’
The strange thing was that as I kept moving my mouth on his penis, I got the feeling that I was doing something important, making my father feel better and less afraid. The longer it moved in my mouth the more I discovered that it was not disgusting after all. I found that I loved the feeling of that hard, warm thing moving in my mouth. I still cannot explain it Polly, but it was as if I was massaging it with my mouth and making it feel better. At the same time while his penis was massaging my mouth and making me feel better. It even made me feel wet between my legs, And when Daddy shouted, ‘THANK YOU JESUS.’ I felt three warm surges of what must have been evil spirits being forced out of his penis. When he pulled his sex out of my mouth and wiped it off with a handkerchief, he held the handkerchief in front of my mouth and said, ‘Here Alice spit the evil spirits into the hanky.’
“Did he make you do it again after that?” Polly asked.
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