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I was able to finish Chapter 6 after two days of torrid writing ... letting the story take me wherever it wished. As I wrote, my cock generally remained in a state of abject distress, and a precum drool was my constant companion. Lucky for me, I had a full box of tissues and time to devote to my muse. When the last word had been typed, I took the time to actually reread what I’d produced in that testosterone-filled blur of creation and was able to catch and correct both major and minor problems.
Satisfied with the next installment of our story, I packed it off and emailed it to Dad for his honest critique. A day passed with no response. A second day passed with no response. The week continued its advance without any messages from Dad, and I began to wonder what was keeping him from sharing his editorial comments. Usually, he shot back something within a day or two at the latest, so this was very out of the ordinary.
Finally, with peaked curiosity, I picked up the phone on Saturday afternoon and gave him a call. After three rings, his familiar voice answered.
“Charlie!” he exclaimed, “How are you, my boy?”
“Great,” I replied, “But not nearly as good as you. Sounds like you’re on top of the world this fine evening.”
“Yeah, you could say that,” he chuckled. “But actually ... I’m just on top of your mother.”
“Whoa! I’ll ... I’ll call back later then,” I stuttered, caught completely off guard by Dad’s response.
“HA! GOTTCHA!” he yelled back.
“Shit, old man ... you really had me going there...” I huffed with a small sense of relief, although secretly noting that it would have been cool had it been true.
“Yeah, I knew I’d probably be able to pull your leg pretty good ... Truth is, I’m on top of a delicious margarita right now ... as I sit on a lounge chair ... on a beach ... in the beautiful Padre Islands.”
“Come ooooon ... You should know better than to try your luck twice in one day ... A beach on San Padre Island, huh,” I deadpanned, having visited that area on the Gulf of Mexico near Corpus Christi many times.
“A NUDIST beach, to be exact,” he said rather proudly. “And I shit you not!”
It took a moment for me to digest what I had just heard. “You mean to tell me that you ... Bob Evans ... right now ... are really on a lounge chair on a beach in the Padre Islands?” I croaked in utter disbelief.
“You forgot the part about being stark naked on that lounge chair.”
“What?!” I replied, flabbergasted.
“Oh, and your Mother is right next to me ... naked as a jaybird, too. Why don’t you say ‘hi’, honey...”
“Wha- ... Wait ... I...” Before my brain could process what it had just heard, the sing-song voice of my mother and her Texas drawl was funneled through my ear.
“Charlie, darlin’! ... So good hearing from you! ... It’s true, your Dad persuaded me, and we drove out a couple of days ago. We’ve been having the tiiiimmme of our lives! I don’t know why we never tried this before! The other couples we’re meeting are so nice and normal ... not like I expected at all. Oh, and I’m on my third margarita today, as you can probably tell,” she said, slurring that last part pretty well.
“She’s getting pretty loose over here, Charlie...” I heard Dad crack in the background.
“Bob Evans! Get your hand ... I’m on the phone! ... There’ll be plenty of time for that at the hotel ... You’d better put a towel over that, soldier!” Mom interjected, responding to Dad’s advances. “Sorry about that, honey,” she shot back. “You know how your father can be ... And even being around other people hasn’t slowed him down ... He’s gonna get us kicked off this beach ... or arrested...”
“Or BOTH, if I play my cards right!” I heard him laughing in the distance.
“Yeah ... well, good luck keeping him in line, Mom. I’m sure you have your hands full,” I shot back, knowing that Dad was in rare form.
Giggling like a schoolgirl, she replied, “Oh, sugar, your Dad is filling my hand very nicely right now ... if you know what I mean,” she concluded with a slurred whisper.
My face reddened at the thought of Mom’s delicate hand wrapped around Dad’s thick cock on a nudist beach thousands of miles away.
“Ahhh ... well ... I hope you two can keep it legal until you get back to the hotel,” I stammered.
“It’ll be hard,” Mom whispered back before breaking out in a loud cackle. “It’ll be hard!” she repeated laughing even more. “I made a funny!” she snorted.
I smiled imagining my smashed Mom enjoying her unintentional joke.
“Good one, Mom ... good one ... Uh ... do you think I can get Dad back on the line?” I finally asked.
“Sure ... sure, darlin’. You have a good day, love! It was so good hearing you voice. Give our best to Erika next time you talk with her.”
“Sure will, Mom ... Love ya.” I said.
“Charlie!” Dad exclaimed, getting the phone back. “Your Mom here is three sheets to the wind. Guess I’ll have to throw her over my shoulder caveman style to get her back to the hotel.”
“Just don’t throw your back out in the process,” I joked. “Hey, by the way, the reason I was calling was I wondering if you had a chance to look at the latest chapter I sent a while back.”
“Oh yeah! ... I was meaning to get back to you on that, but we got so caught up on our little vacation here, I completely forgot ... I liked it, Charlie, I really liked it ... And not just the part where you had me servicing both girls at the same time,” he whispered.
“I thought you’d enjoy that part in particular ... Fiction at its best.”
“Whoa there, tiger ... I’m pretty sure I could make that scene a reality if I wanted,” he replied, indignant that I should suggest otherwise.
“OK, OK ... I didn’t mean to get you riled up ... Anyway, I hope you have some good ideas on following that chapter up.”
“Oh, don’t you fret, my boy ... I’ve got a pretty good idea where I want to go. Just be ready for some more fireworks from your old man.”
“Oh, believe me ... I’m looking forward to it,” I assured him. “Well, I’d better let you go. Just wanted to call and make sure that you didn’t have a heart attack or something.”
“Well, the night is still young and your Mom is seven kinds of frisky.”
“Hey, be safe! Talk you you later.”
A week later, the following chapter arrived in my inbox. I cleared my calendar for the day, sat back, and enjoyed.
The Breeding of Erika: Seventh Chapter
“Well, I’m ready for round two if you are, Papa ... but I’ll try to take it easy on you this time,” teased Erika, flashing a coy smile.
“Well, that’s mighty kind of you, darlin’ ... But you’d better not tempt the devil...” Dad retorted, returning a smile of his own.
Having just enjoyed the warm depths of Mom’s pussy without cumming, he was able to milk an impressive droplet of precum from his recharged tool to prove to Erika that he was indeed ready for action.
He wasted no time crawling over to her on the mattress, playfully burying his face in her belly like an attention-starved puppy. The move was completely unexpected and left her giggling uncontrollably. It was great hearing her laughter fill the air as he growled and whined and shook his “tail”. She cradled his head and rubbed his muscled back and haunches as if he were a huge Great Dane.
“Good boy ... good boy!” she praised as she pet him.
He picked his head up a bit and started sniffing her breast, letting his nose press into her soft flesh.
“Are you a hungry puppy?” she asked, to which Dad silently, but vigorously, shook his head in the affirmative.
Staring into his eyes, she gathered one teat and presented him with its engorged nipple. “This is for being such a good boy today,” she cooed.
Still in character, Dad hungrily licked at the delectable treat with the flat plane of his tongue before finally latching on.
Erika released a satisfied moan and instinctively gathered his head to her as he nursed. She began stroking it, then his smooth, broad back once again. Eventually, she let her hand wander to the underside of his torso and rubbed his belly.
“Good boy ... good boy,” she repeated. “Let’s see what else is down here.” In no time, she had her delicate fingers wrapped around his slick, pulsing cock and began tugging at it lazily as he continued to suckle. Now it was HIS turn to release a satisfied moan.
It wasn’t long before he released her delectable nipple, wet and enflamed, with a loud ‘SMACK’, and slowly brought his lips to hers, kissing them ever so softly. Her eyes closed, her mouth opened, and her tongue sought his. As she continued to slowly stroke him, they shared an unbelievably sensuous kiss. When their lips finally parted, they stared intently at each other and appeared to share something deeper than they had before.
“How do you want it, darlin’?” whispered Dad bluntly.
“Well ... since you’re a horny puppy ... and I’m a little bitch in heat, as you say ... how about if you take me like one?” she suggested.
He smiled. “I like the way you think.” Then, slowly cradling the back of her head, he kissed her deeply once more. “OK ... Assume the position, little lady,” he ordered once their kiss broke, “I’m guessing you know it very well, don’t you?”
She looked over at me, smiling coyly. “Oh I’m VERY familiar with it.” Reluctantly, she released his slobbering cock and quickly positioned herself in front of him with her chest flat against the floor, her ass raised high, and her legs spread wide.
“Ooh, Mable, will you just look at that pink cherry blossom opening its petals to me like that,” he beamed.
Mom looked over and smiled. “Almost too beautiful to fuck, wouldn’t you say?” she teased.
“Now, I wouldn’t go that far,” he replied feigning a sour look, which drew a chuckle from all of us.
Dad looked over at me. “She sure presents nicely, Charlie. You’ve trained her well,” he complemented with a wink before leaning in on all fours behind her and giving her weeping cunt a good, long sniff. His primed cock dribbled a thick precum stream as his sniffs quickly morphed into lazy licks of her open flower.
“Mmmmm,” she hummed, as he prepared her for the mounting to come.
After he had gotten his fill of her sweet nectar, he slowly raised himself up on his knees and gave his cock a few strokes, basting it with his own precum marinade.
“She’s ready for you, Papa... , “ Erika announced. Her body was practically shaking with anticipation.
“Oh, I can clearly see that, sugar ... Why don’t you back that sweet ass up to me?”
Slowly and seductively, Erika did as requested, making sure to flex her ass cheeks with each movement closer to Dad’s waiting tool.
“That’s it ... a little closer ... right THERE,” he said, punctuating the word “there” with a firm smack on her round ass.
A squeal and a smile escaped Erika’s lips. She shook her hips playfully at him.
“Mmmm mmmm ... shake that little tail for Papa,” he said appreciatively. “Now, sweetie, while I’m doing my business on this end, why don’t you give Charlie your full attention on that end. How’s that sound?”
“I think I can manage that,” she purred.
“Fantastic ... Now honey, how about you spread those beautiful legs REAL wide for Papa ... That’s it ... Charlie ... why don’t you come over and give your wife something to play with,” he urged.
I wasted no time kneeling down in front of her.
No sooner had Erika taken the head of my straining cock into her mouth, then Dad brought his sheathed tip to her waiting gash. Running his pulpy, precum-laden tip up and down her luscious trench a couple of times, he painted it well. Finally, he found the spot he was looking for and slowly began sinking into her wet quim. As he did, Erika looked up at me ... her mouth stuffed with cock and a strained, pleading look on her face.
“That’s it, baby ... Just like last time ... Take that cock ... Thatta girl,” I whispered, stroking her black hair.
“Yeeessss,” Dad hissed as he burrowed into her, planting the entirety of his thick tusk as deep as it would go. “That’s what I’m talking about ... that’s it ... Take all of that cock, baby,” he growled.
Once he finally bottomed out, he let out a satisfied sigh and leaned back a bit to admire the sight of Erika’s bonne-bouche stretched tightly around the root of his cock. “Beautiful darlin’ ... just beautiful ... Now, in a minute, I’m gonna give you EXACTLY what you need. But first, Papa wants to play a little bit.”
He then slowly sat back on his haunches, pulling Erika’s hips back with him. This caused her to leave my cock and sit up on his lap with her legs straddling his. Instinctively, she raised both hands, reached back, and grabbed his head, exposing her glistening tits to me fully. At the same time, Dad slowly spread his legs more to clearly reveal her tight twat stuffed with his thick stump. I must have been staring too intently at the spot of their union.
“Full to the brim, ain’t she, Charlie,” he said proudly, rubbing his fingers over her swollen nubbin and then gathering up his dangling sack. His other hand gathered up one of her firm breasts. He put his mouth right to her ear and whispered VERY softly, “Just between us, your little pussy is sooo much tighter than Mable’s ... but I guarantee it won’t be so tight after I’m done with it.”
A wicked smile crept across Erika’s face. She pulled his head forward and put her mouth to his ear. “Papa ... I’d be disappointed if you didn’t loosen her up.”
The smile that crept across his face could’ve been seen from Austin. “Trust me, I’m up to that challenge ... And the boys here are ready to fill you up real good when the time comes, sweetie,” he continued, fondling his balls while deftly strumming her engorged clit with his thumb. She inhaled through clenched teeth and laid her head back in response to his skillful stimulation. “Five days of cum just waiting to spray that little egg of yours,” he hissed.
“Ohhh Papa... , “ purred Erika, and she started grinding on his tool slowly. Her almond eyes conveyed the wanton, lustful look of a woman possessed ... a woman in the depths of sexual heat. As she rocked and rotated her hips, trying desperately to baste every inch of her sugar walls with his virile precum, her eyes began rolling back in her head and a rich, satisfied moan pushed past her lips.
“That’s it, baby ... Work it deep in there ... Just like that ... Just like that for Papa ... Shake that fine ass just like that,” he whispered into her ear before taking both of her lovely tits in his rough hands and kneading them in time with her gyrations. He intermittently pinched and twisted her hard nipples to coax a little more movement from her willing hips.
“Looking good, Charlie?” he inquired with my wife a plaything in his hands.
“Amazing!...” was all I could blurt out past the lump in my throat.
When her breathing became a little too ragged for his taste, he released her tits and started rubbing her smooth stomach, then her waist, and finally her milky thighs.
“Thatta a girl ... That’s it ... You’re getting mighty close, aren’t you, honey ... That little box is just aching to cum, isn’t it? ... I can feel it trying to milk the cum right outta me.”
“She wants to cum so bad, Papa ... She wants to cum again like Mama made her ... Just like that ... Please Papa...” she begged, squirming on his lap in a sexual fog, “Pleeeaaase...”
“Don’t worry, baby ... I’m gonna take care of you real good,” he replied, still stroking her gently flexing thighs.
Being careful to keep himself embedded in her succulent quim, he slowly raised himself back up on his knees, forcing Erika off his lap and onto all fours again.
“Thatta girl,” he said encouragingly while tenderly rubbing her back and ass with his strong hands. “Now go ahead and get back on my boy’s cock ... Thatta girl ... Get it good and ready to enjoy this little box after I finish with it, OK?” Once she had latched on, he looked at me, “How’s that, Charlie ... She treating you right?”
“It’s fucking HEAVEN,” I replied as she went to work slowly bobbing on my tool. Dad and I both took a minute to watch her work it skillfully in and out of her talented mouth. I looked back up at him with a satisfied smile.
“Now it’s time for old Dad to get to work on this end, my boy ... Watch and learn,” he concluded with a grin.
I DID watch ... intently ... as he backed slowly out of Erika’s tight cunt, taking her pink inner lips with him. I could feel her moaning on my cock as Dad withdrew.
“Look at her cling to it ... Now that’s what I call a tight pussy ... Doesn’t want to give it up,” he quipped, giving her ass a good spank once his entire shaft was visible. “Don’t worry, darling, here it comes again,” he assured her, slowly feeding it back until he was again balls deep.
“Thatta girl ... Feels like you’re getting used to him, honey,” he remarked, grabbing her voluptuous hips firmly, “So let’s do this for real now...” and after a few preliminary strokes, began plowing her more earnestly. “Un ... Un ... Un ... There we go ... That’s a good rhythm to start with ... Your mother-in-law there can take this all day, can’t you babe?”
“All day AND night, Mr. Evans,” Mom chimed in proudly. I looked over and saw that she had her own legs spread and was languidly attending to her box. Her delicate fingers caressed the slick pink outer folds, sometimes dipping into her crying honey pot when she needed a little more lubrication. All the while, she had a great view of both her husband conquering her daughter-in-law’s needy cunt, and her son staring at her indecently.
With each of Dad’s thrusts, I felt the tip of my cock slide deeper down Erika’s throat, “Glug ... Glug ... Glug”. Soon, strings of precum and spit began to hang from her mouth and drop to the floor.
“Looks like she’s taking you as deep as she’s taking me ... one HELL of a girl!” he growled. Then he looked over his shoulder at Mom. “Mable, why don’t you slide underneath and give some attention to those beautiful tits swinging free down there.”
“Just what I was thinking, honey,” she replied and slowly sashayed her way over until she stood next to him with her hand on his shoulder. As he continued servicing Erika’s furrow, she reached out and mussed his hair like he was a schoolboy...”Enjoying yourself, Mr. Evans?”
He looked up and smiled euphorically, as sweat began beading at his temples.
“Looks like Christmas came early for you, cowboy,” she said, kneeling down next to him.
Taking his hands off Erika’s hips, he quickly wrapped one arm around Mom’s waist and pulled her close. His mouth immediately captured hers, as his other hand captured her breast, and I watched them embrace ... sharing a kiss so passionate that it bordered on being savage. They took turns probing, licking, sucking, and teasing each other. As they kissed, he roughly kneaded the tit in his hand and even slapped it a bit before pinching her taut nipple until she squealed. Their panting, half-open mouths finally came to rest against each other, quivering ... sharing breath after moist breath. All the while, Dad continued plowing Erika’s hungry cunt.
It was clear from his interaction with Mom, though, that my wife ... the woman impaled on his cock ... was merely a warm vessel to be pleasured and eventually seeded. The TRUE object of his desire, love, and affection was cradled in his arms, gazing into his fiery eyes. Watching the depth of their embrace, I hoped Erika and I would be able to share the same level of passion when we reached their age.
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