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The Homecoming – Act one

Helen was driving slowly home after picking up the presents for her
husband’s homecoming.  Mike had been away on business for a week and she
wanted his returning to be special.  He was due tomorrow night, but she
wanted to be ready ahead of time so the girls were readying the house
with banners, bunting and lights and she was going to prepare the food
as soon as she got home.  She pulled into the driveway, parked in the
carport and got out of the car.  The night was cool and the sky was
clear, it would soon be winter.  Helen opened up the trunk, retrieved
her packages and went to the front door.

Karen, the oldest girl at fourteen, let her in.  “Hi, mom.  Did you
get everything?”  Her voice sounded strangely raspy.

“Sure did, sweetie.  Are you getting a cold?”  Helen always worried
about her girls.

“No, mom.  I’m ok.”  But she wasn’t and Helen could see it in her eyes.

She put down her packages and placed a hand to Karen’s forehead and then
she saw it.  Behind Karen, through the doorway into the next room, stood
a man.  He was holding Susan, the twelve year old, by the hair and had
a gun pointed at her head.  Helen looked in disbelief at Karen, who was
now crying, and then back at the doorway.  She opened her mouth to
scream, but thought better of it.

“W-w-what do you want?”  she somehow managed to ask through a dry
throat.

“C’mere, bitch!” ordered the man.  “And bring your whore daughter with
you.”

She took Karen by the hand and walked into the next room as the man
backed out of the doorway, still holding the gun to Susan’s head, pretty
little twelve year old Susie’s beautiful blond head.

“Go into the family room,” ordered the gruff voice, “and sit down on the
couch.”

The group walked into the family room.  There was another man there.  He
held a video camera and grinned at her.  Helen and Karen sat down as
they had been told.  The man with the gun closed the door and let go of
Susie’s hair.  She ran to her mother, threw her arms around her neck and
sobbed. The man started to speak.

“Now all of you, shut up and listen.”  Susan kept sobbing.  “Lady, shut
up that fuckin’ kid or I will.”

Susie controlled her sobs at her mother’s urging and did her best to
listen.

“Here’s the plan.  First, momma is gonna take off her clothes.  Then
she’s gonna strip each of her little girls while my friend with the
camera films it.”  He put his hand under Susan’s chin and turned her to
face him.  She instinctively jerked away.  He grabbed her hair and
twisted her face to him and slapped her hard across the cheek.

Helen screamed at him, “Leave her alone, you bastard,”  and swung her
hand at his face.  He dropped Susie’s hair and grabbed Helen’s hand,
twisting it around behind her back and doubling her over.

“You fuckin’ slut,” he screamed at her, “you do anything like that again
and I’ll cut yer tits off.”  He pushed onto the couch and she lay there
weeping.

“Alright, now that everyone is calm again,”  he went on, “let’s get
started. Start stripping momma.”

The man with the camera started filming as Helen stood up and unzipped
her dress, letting it drop to her ankles. She pulled the slip over her
head and dropped it on the floor.  She reached back and unsnapped her
bra. Looking down at the floor she pulled it away from her breasts and
pulled her arms through the straps.  Finally, she slipped her thumbs
into the waistband of her panties, pulled them down and stepped out of
them.

“Now turn around, bend over and spread your ass cheeks,”  ordered the
cameraman.

Helen turned her back to the camera as he moved in for a closeup, bent
at the waist and with one hand on each of her buttocks pulled them
apart, exposing her anus.

When the camera had captured her asshole and pussy on film the man with
the gun spoke again.  “Now this one,” he ordered, gesturing to Karen,
“but French kiss her before you start.”

Helen took Karen’s hand and pulled her to her. She looked into her
daughter’s wet eyes and kissed her on the mouth. She pushed her tongue
into Karen’s mouth and felt her submit to the invasion. She probed the
inside of her daughter’s mouth until Karen began to respond, snaking her
own tongue into her mother’s mouth.

“Enough, get on with the stripping.”  The man sounded hoarse.  “I want
you to lick and kiss her virgin body as the clothes come off.”

Helen unbottoned the front of Karen’s blouse and unsnapped her bra.  She
removed both together and the girl’s small breasts stood out for the
camera.  Helen noticed that the pink nipples were erect, whether from
fear or excitement she couldn’t tell.  She bent down and kissed each
nipple and sucked each one slightly into her mouth.  She tugged Karen’s
elastic waistband skirt over her slim hips and had her step out of it.
Brushing her tongue around Karen’s navel, Helen pulled the girl’s
panties down to the knees, revealing her crotch with its sparse covering
of fuzz.  Helen kissed her daughter’s pussy and licked the slit from
between the legs up to the little barely formed clitoris.  She pulled
the underpants down the rest of the way and Karen stepped of them also.

“OK,”  said the gunman, “do the same as your mom did.”

Karen turned her ass to the camera, bent down and spread her buttocks.
Her little, pink asshole winked at the camera and her peach fuzz pussy
was noticeably wet.  Helen turned to look at Susie.  She sat on the
couch watching her mother and Karen intently, one hand between her legs.
‘She may be scared,’ thought Helen, ‘but she’s also horny.’

Without being told Helen took Susie’s hand and pulled her up from the
couch.  She kissed her in the same way she had Karen and, although Susie
did not respond with her own tongue, Helen noticed that her little girl
was panting a little.  Helen pulled the little girl’s t-shirt over her
head, revealing her budding little tits.  She kissed and sucked each
tiny, tiny, pink, erect nipple as she had done with Karen and then took
off the girl’s shorts.  When the hairless pubic mound was exposed Helen
licked the dark slit as she had done with Karen.  She noticed the
wetness that was already there and let her tongue slip into the little
slit, tasting the juices her little girl emitted.  When she probed the
little pussy more deeply, licking the soft, tight inner folds of pink
skin.

The little girl looked down at her mother and said, “mommy, what are you
doing?  That’s my pee-pee.”

“Shh, honey,” said Helen, “it’s ok.”

“That’s enough,” said the director, “set the girls on the couch with
their legs high up and wide apart.  Then lick each of their pussies and
assholes, going from one to the other.  After a few minutes, I’ll tell
you when, you switch places and they get to lick and suck momma.”

Karen and Susie sat down on the couch, pulled their legs high over their
heads and spread them wide.  After the camera had gotten closeups of
each little asshole and twat Helen knelt down and first licked, then
sucked and finally penetrated with her tongue each of the dark openings
before her.  She felt herself being carried on the wings of her own lust
as she tasted the bitterness of each of the little rectal openings and
especially when she felt the flow of girl cum from each little pussy.
She fingered her own clitoris as she licked the juices from first
Karen’s pussy, which had the most, and then little Susie’s juicy cunt.
The girls had closed their eyes and were both moaning almost in unison.

“Switch!”

The girls rose reluctantly from the couch and Helen took their place.
She raised her legs letting her girls see her own dripping pussy and
puckered anus.  Karen plunged her tongue into her mother’s cunt and
licked the inner walls of her vaginal canal, causing an even greater
flow of juice.  Susie sucked her mother’s tit, softly biting the hard
nipple. Helen put her hand on the back of Karen’s head and pushed her
toward her her throbbing clit.  She felt the girl’s tongue slip across
it and she pressed her face hard into her pussy.  More cum flowed from
her twat as Karen licked and sucked her clit.

Helen then pushed gently on Susie’s head, pushing her downward to her
crotch.  Susie’s mouth replaced Karen’s on Helen’s dripping cunt.  Her
little tongue lapped at the juices as Karen moved up to kiss her mother
on the mouth.  Simultaneously each girl inserted their tongues into one
of Helen’s openings.  Karen’s probed her mother’s mouth while Susie
pushed her tongue past Helen’s sphincter and into her rectum.  The
pleasure was intense as Helen came again and flooded her youngest
child’s face with her juices.  The little girl extracted her tongue from
Helen’s asshole and lapped at the juices flowing from her mother’s
vagina.  She was joined by Karen as Helen closed her eyes and felt wave
after wave of pleasure as her little girl’s sucked the last of the
juices from their mother’s pussy.

“Alright,” said the director and the camera stopped filming, “that’s the
end of act one.  Now we go to act two.  Helen, get everything out ot
that bag over there.”  He pointed to a brown paper bag in a corner of
the room.

The girls lay down on the couch, not caring any longer that their most
private regions were being being viewed by strangers, as Helen picked up
the bag and emptied its contents onto the floor.  It was a complete
enema kit, a tube of K Y jelly and a fifth of bourbon.

The Homecoming — Act two

Helen filled the enema bag as she had been ordered to, half hot water
and half bourbon.  She closed off the tube and returned to the ‘studio’.

“Karen first,” the director ordered.

Helen had Karen get into a kneeling position on the floor, her cheek
against the floor and her butt up in the air.  Helen licked her
daughter’s pink little asshole, giving it a good coating of saliva.
Then she put the jelly on the enema nozzle and pushed it into Karen’s
rectum.  Karen resisted at first, but relaxed as her mother pushed the
nozzle past the tight sphincter.  When the nozzle was all the way in she
released the clamp allowing the warm alcoholic liquid flow into Karen’s
bowels.

Karen moaned as she felt the heat of the fluid filling her intestines.
Helen’s hand cupped Karen’s pussy and rubbed her little clit making the
child moan even more.  When the bag was empty she extracted the nozzle
and the director spoke again.

“Karen, you little slut, hold it inside of you until I tell you to let
go.  If you let it go before I say so I’ll break your fuckin’ arm.”

The threat wasn’t necessary, Karen was enjoying the warmth of it inside
of her.

The man was not finished, however.  “Susie, come kneel behind your
sister
and put your face up to her ass.  Put your mouth right opposite her
asshole and open your mouth wide and don’t close it until I tell you to.
Whatever comes out of her hole goes into your mouth and you’d better
swallow, understand?”

“Yuck!”  said Susie.

“If you say anything like that again it’ll be the last thing you’ll ever
say, you little bitch.  Understand?”

Susie cried a little, but said, “yes, sir.”  She knelt down behind her
sister and put her open mouth a few inches away from Karen’s asshole.
When she was in position the man said, “Let it go, Karen.”

The dark brown stream of liquid squirted out of Karen’s anus and hit
Susie almost in the eyes.

“In your mouth, stupid cunt.”

Susie put her hands on Karen’s buttocks and maneuvered her mouth so as
to catch the spray coming from her asshole.  The dark fluid streamed
out of her sister’s colon mixed with small lumps and bits of shit into
Susie’s mouth.  She swallowed and nearly gagged as her mouth quickly
filled again.  She thought it would never stop.  The taste was terribly
bitter and yet there was also something sweet.  Susie swallowed and
swallowed, but could not keep up.  The juice ran from her mouth down her
chin, dripping from there to her thighs and ending on the floor.
Finally, the torrent subsided and Susie could breathe.  She gasped for
air, the foul bitter taste in her mouth biting her throat and lungs.
The camera zoomed in to catch the streaks of brown running down her
body.

“Now it’s your turn, honey,” the man said to Karen, “get ready.”

Helen refilled the enema bag and when she returned the girls were
already in position, Karen kneeling behind her sister’s upraised ass.
Both of them were looking at her and smiling.  The bourbon was working.

She emptied the contents of the bag into Susie’s bowels and rubbed her
little girl’s hairless twat as the bag emptied.  After five minutes
Susie relaxed her asshole and let the enema squirt into Karen’s now
willing mouth.  Karen did a better job of keeping up, swallowing much of
the liquid, but some of it ran out of her mouth, dripped onto her little
tits and ran down her belly in dark streaks.  When Susie’s bowels were
empty both girls collapsed on the floor and began to giggle.  They were
getting quite drunk.

The director knew he had to hurry before the children passed out.  “Hey,
momma,” he called to Helen, “c’mere.”  She rose and obediently walked to
him.  “You run this camera my friend here can get a little pussy too.”
She numbly obeyed, afraid of what what might happen if she didn’t.
These men were doing evil, vile things to her and her little girls,
about to fuck them probably and keep pictures of the event and she was
powerless to stop them.  Worse, she was enjoying it, at least some of
it.  She pointed the camera at her obscenely naked and filthy daughters
and began taping.

The director and the cameraman pulled off their clothes and walked to
where the girls were lying spreadeagle on the floor.  They brought the
girls to their knees and stood facing them, their cocks bobbing and
threatening.  The director put one hand on his cock and the other on the
back of Karen’s head.  “Suck this, slut, like it’s a popsicle.  Bite it,
and I’ll rip yer fuckin’ tits off.”

Karen parted her shit-stained lips and he thrust his prick deep into her
mouth.  She gagged and tried to pull away, but he held her head fast and
and told her she had better start sucking or else.  She looked at him
with glazed eyes and started to suck the prick in her mouth.  Susie was
sucking the cameraman’s cock and had her eyes closed, the taste of her
sister’s shit in her mouth probably covering the taste of the man’s
organ.

“Get some closeups,” the director ordered Helen.  She maneuvered the
camera closer to Karen’s face.  The shit-stained lips were wrapped
tightly around the man’s cock and her saliva coated the shaft as he
pushed it in, pulled it out, pushed it in, fucking the teenager’s dirty
mouth.  Helen focused on Karen’s mouth as the ridge of the glans
appeared momentarily, only to be pushed back into the cavity and then
re-appear.  Karen’s lips glisted with pre-cum, saliva and sweat.  Helen
moved over to the other couple and moved in close to capture the
cameraman’s cock slipping in and out of Susie’s little mouth.  Her full
lips encircled the cock and had stained it with small specks of shit and
streaks of saliva.

“I’m cummin’,” said the director.  Helen zoomed in on the head of his
prick as he pulled it out and jerked it as a long streak of hot, white
semen shot into Karen’s open mouth.  She angled the camera so she could
see the cum coating Karen’s tongue and ooze slowly down her throat.  The
man sent another long spurt across Karen’s lips, most of it into her
mouth.  Another streaked her nose and cheek and three more shot
forcefully into the girl’s mouth.  He finally pushed his cock into the
filthy mouth again and continued fucking it until his orgasm had
subsided.

She almost missed the cameraman’s cum and Susie was already gagging on
the first mouthful of cum by the time Helen caught the second one
streaming into her little girl’s mouth.  The cameraman coated Susie’s
face with cum and filled her little mouth and Helen captured it all on
the video. When he pulled out his penis, a string of cum hung from it to
Susie’s lips and Helen automatically reached out, pulled the cum from
the girl’s lips and the tip of the man’s cock and put the finger into
Susie’s mouth. She focused on Susie’s cum-soaked face, strings of semen
hanging from her nose, lips, cheeks and chin, a long string from her
chin slowly stretched its way to her belly.  Susie lay back and leaned
against the couch as Helen moved to film Karen who had also fallen
backward against the couch. Her face, too, was streaked with cum, though
less than her little sister since most of the director’s sperm had gone
into her belly.  Helen ended the shot by backing the camera away to show
both girls leaning against the couch, legs splayed, eyes closed, nearly
out with fear, alcohol, exhaustion and, yes, excitement.  It was obvious
that each pussy was wet.

The director broke the silence.  “Helen, give the camera back and clean
off your little girls with your tongue.”  She was repulsed and yet
rather excited by the idea of licking semen off the faces of her
daughters.

Helen put a hand in Susie’s crotch and pushed a finger inside, working
it around the little clit.  She licked the cum from the little face
slowly and deliberately and slipped her tongue into Susie’s mouth.  She
kissed her little girl long and slow as Susie began to move her little
hips in rhythm to the motion of Helen’s finger in her pussy.  Helen
licked Susie’s pink little nipples and sucked up the cum and enema fluid
that had streaked her smooth stomach.  When all the girl’s chest and
stomach were clean she licked the little girl’s clitty as Susie went
into another little girl orgasm.  Helen put her mouth over the little
slit and licked the gentle flow of girl cum into her mouth.

“OK, ok,” said the director, “now do Karen.”

Karen lay back against the couch, her legs open giving Helen full access
to her dripping vagina.  Helen put her tongue into the cum streak on
Karen’s cheek.  It was cold and had congealed to an unpleasant oily
consistency.  She backed off a little.

“Eat it, you whore,” the man shouted, “and like it.”

Helen licked the rest of the congealed semen from Karen’s face without
objection.  She lowered her mouth to Karen’s small breasts with their
puckered nipples.  She pulled each nipple in turn into her mouth and
sucked off the cum that had dripped onto them.  She liked the feel of
Karen’s nipples in her mouth and she wanted to keep sucking them, but
the man told her to keep moving downward.  She lowered her face to
Karen’s fuzz-covered pussy and licked the slightly exposed clitoris.
Karen moaned loudly as her mother’s tongue stroked the erect organ,
sending wave after wave of sensations through her fourteen year old
body.  She felt the tongue invade her pussy-hole and bucked her hips
upward as she felt the orgasm move from her loins up through her entire
body.  Helen licked the juice from the inner folds of the virgin cunt.
She was surprised at the amount of cum that flowed from the little
pussy.  She licked and sucked Karen’s twat as Karen bucked and swayed
her hips in orgasm after orgasm.  Finally, tired and too drunk to go on,
Karen stopped, collapsing again and falling into the arms of her little
sister.  Helen licked her lips and smiled as the camera focused on her
face.  Then she, too, lay down on her back, exhausted, her own juices
soaking the floor.

The cameraman zoomed in on their pussies, wet, open, red and swollen,
Karen’s peach fuzz matted by cum and saliva, Susie’s hairless little
twat glistening with drying girl juice and saliva.  The man panned
slowly up their bodies, zooming in on their faces, their lips and mouths
still messy, mostly from dried saliva, but here and there a streak of
the brown juice still lingered or a spot of dried cum residue.  At long
last the camera stopped.  It was over.

Helen sat up and leaned against the couch looking disheveled, staring in
disbelief at her two filthy slut daughters passed out on the floor.  The
men got dressed, packed up the equipment and without a word, walked out
the door.  Helen looked around at the party trimmings and smiled
ruefully. She got up, picked up Susie and carried her to the upstairs
bathroom and laid her in the bathtub.  She turned on the water and went
back to get Karen.  When both girls were in the tub and awake she helped
them wash their filthy bodies.  They alternately giggled and cried,
touched each other’s tits and their mother’s.  She didn’t object.  What
was the point in being modest now?  She dried them off and put them into
bed, slipping only a nightgown over each girl’s head.  Then she took a
shower, readied herself for bed and finally fell asleep.

The girls were still asleep when she awoke the next morning.  ‘They are
going to have miserable hangovers,’ she thought.  She looked at her two
lovely daughters admiringly, even though they still looked quite a mess
even though they were clean.  Of course, they would be somewhat
traumatized by the experience, but they would get over it.  They had
good character and were strong-willed.  “In addition,” she said out
loud, “they’re cute as hell.”  She bent down and kissed each girl,
covered them and left the room.

She went downstairs to fix something to eat, still thinking about the
night before.  She looked at the banner on the wall, ‘WELCOME HOME,
DADDY — HAPPY BIRTHDAY’ it said.  The telephone rang.

“Hello…yes, it is…five o’clock…that will be fine…good bye.”

Mike would be coming home at six, so five was perfect.

Mike walked in the door at exactly six o’clock.  ‘Why isn’t he ever
late?’ she thought as she watched the girls hug him.  They looked almost
normal, a little tired perhaps, but pretty as usual.  They had all
promised each other to say nothing to him about the night before, ‘it
would only upset him,’ she had told them.  Mike hugged and kissed her
and they sat down to dinner.  Afterwards he opened his presents with
the girls bouncing excitedly at his sides.  By nine-thirty the girls
were worn out, the stress of last night and the hangover of today too
much for them.  They went to bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

Helen sat alone with Mike in the family room watching the evening news.

“I have a special present for you,” she said, cooing in his ear, “I had
it delivered just before you got home tonight.  Let me show you.”

She put her hand in his crotch, bit his ear slightly and started the
tape. He smiled when he saw his wife removing her clothes at the orders
of an unseen man.  He liked watching her behaving like a slut.  She knew
he would enjoy the remainder of the tape even more.

The Homecoming — Act three

Mike sat on the couch in a daze, not believing what he had just seen.
His wife, her lips still wrapped around his flaccid cock, and his two
little girls, Karen and Susan, had just performed some of the most lewd
acts and he had gotten off on it.  No doubt Helen’s talented mouth on
his prick had helped, but the real turn-on had been watching the girls
literally sucking the shit out of each other’s assholes.  He had not
realized this about himself before, that he was even remotely interested
in ‘kinky’ sex.  But here he was, still breathing hard and wanting more.

Helen let his cock slip from between her lips, licked a dribble of cum
from the corner of her mouth and said, “Well, what do you think?”

The picture on the screen was a closeup of Susie’s face, her mouth
ringed by brown and here and there a streak of congealed, drying cum.
He looked at her flushed face, a drop of semen still on her chin, and
grinned.  “I never knew this about you, or me for that matter.  Since
when did we become interested in brown and gold?”

“Brown and gold?”  she asked.

“Yeah, what you guys just did,” he responded, “you know, shit and piss.”

She laughed, “Brown and gold, that’s good.  Sounds like school colors.”

“I never thought I’d enjoy watching my daughter eat her sister’s shit,”
said Mike, “I didn’t just enjoy it, I wanted to join her.”

“Why don’t you?”

“What?”  Mike was incredulous.  Was his wife really suggesting that he
get involved in these games?  With their own daughters?  “I don’t think
I could…I mean, they’re just kids.”

“Well, you just watched those kids eat each other and their mom and you
got off on it, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, but…” his voice trailed off, it was obvious he was considering
the possibilities.

“Look at you,” she took over, “you’re getting hard again just thinking
about it.”  She took his growing prick in her hand and stroked to full
erection.  “Fuck me up the ass, Mike.”

She got down on her hands and knees on the floor in front of him.  She
put her face down to the floor and stuck her ass up at him, letting him
have a good view of her puckered asshole.  His heart was beating faster
and he felt the blood rushing to his cock and the familiar stirring in
his loins.  He bent down to her kneeling form and kissed her buttcrack.
He put his tongue out and licked her from the back of her pussy right
up to her anus.  Her taste was one of sex, a little sweat and some
lingering bitterness from her last bowel movement.  He licked around the
opening to her rectum until it was slippery with his saliva, then he
pushed the tip of his tongue into her sphincter.  She gasped as she felt
it open and let his tongue slip inside.  The muscle tightened around his
invading tongue as he pushed it in still further, licking the walls of
her anal canal as he went.

Finally, he retracted his tongue and knelt behind her, his cock pointing
at its target.  Placing his hands on her hips he placed the tip of his
prick at the entrance of her colon.  He pushed forward.  She let out
a yelp as she felt her sphincter open and the large head of his cock
slide into her asshole.  It was a fullness she hadn’t felt before, it
was different, it was exciting.  She reached for her pussy with one hand
and began rubbing her clitoris.  She was already dripping wet.

He pushed again and his cock slid another inch into her tight asshole.
The tense muscle closing around his prick was almost painful except that
it felt too good.  Pushing again he gained another inch, then another,
finally getting a full five inches inside Helen’s rectum.  She did her
best to relax her stretched sphincter as he began humping slowly in and
out of her asshole.  She pushed against his thrusts, trying to get his
cock deeper into her bowels, the combined pain and pleasure of the
invasion of her anus, coupled with her own stimulation of her clitoris,
driving her to heretofore unimagined heights of lust.

Suddenly, he came.  Spurt after spurt of sticky semen shot out of his
prick into her colon.  She reached between her legs and grabbed for
his balls, hoping to squeeze more of his seed into her ass.  Finally,
his orgasm subsided and he let his throbbing member slip from her
asshole.  It came out coated with a sludge of semen and shit, a long
string of it stretching from the tip of his cock to her open sphincter.
She rolled over and pulled his prick into her lustful mouth, three of
her fingers in her twat.  She licked the cum and shit from his cock and
sucked the residue from the tip as her asshole oozed the same juices.
He put his middle finger into her anus and twisted it about, coating it
with the ooze.  He brought it to his mouth and licked it clean.

Helen looked up at him and smiled, a streak of the shitty substance
trickling from her lower lip.  “I think you’re ready for, what did you
call it, brown and gold?”

“Yeah!  Yeah!” he agreed.

Susie stood in the doorway watching in shock as her mother sucked the
semen from her father’s cock.  She had never thought about her parents
doing things like that.  Her experience of the night before had been
kind of exciting, would even have been enjoyable if it hadn’t been so
frightening.  She had heard her father say that he had wanted to do that
with her, his own daughter.  At first she had been disgusted by the
idea, then intrigued, then curious, and now that she had seen her mom
and dad actually doing it she was a little excited about it.  She
noticed that she had absentmindedly put her hand into her panties and
was rubbing her ‘feel good’ spot and that she was quite wet.  She went
back upstairs to her bedroom.

Lying in her bed, she thought about what she had seen.  She thought
about she had seen her mom sucking on daddy’s shit-covered cock.  She
thought about how daddy had fucked mom in the ass, right up into her
rectum, and had shot off his cum in there.  She thought about her own
excitement at having watched and how it had made her cum.

She put a hand between her legs and reached down deep to her still sore
anus.  She rubbed her finger on it.  It sent a shiver through her body.
She rubbed it again, this time pressing in a little.  The shiver was
stronger.  She remembered how she had felt during the enema last night.
She hadn’t really enjoyed having her sister shit in her mouth, but the
enema tube in her own ass had felt rather good after she got used to it.
And having expelled the enema into Karen’s mouth had been very exciting.

She brought the finger to her mouth and picked up a large amount of
saliva and placed it back at the entrance to her bowels.  She pushed
in hard and the finger slipped into her anus, then stuck.  She pulled
it out, the shiver again, brought it to her mouth to get it wet and
pushed it into her asshole again.  After a few more tries she managed
to push the entire finger past the sphincter, well into her rectum.
Then she fucked in and out slowly.  God!  It actually felt good.  She
put her other hand in her crotch and thrust a finger into her twat,
stroking her little clit with her thumb.

She was bouncing on the bed now, her hands working furiously on her
little holes.  She bit her lower lip to keep from screaming it felt so
darn good. As she stroked her clit she thought of her father’s cock and
how it would feel going into her pussy, or her asshole, or her mouth.
She came in a continuing wave of orgasms, flooding her hand and the
sheet with her pussy juice.  Finally, she collapsed and fell asleep.


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