"Oh, Julie, what? Are they pretty or not?"
"Hell, yes, they're pretty. What do you expect me to do, lie? They are the most beautiful pair of tits I ever saw in my life. I didn't meet your mom until she was older than you, so I missed her peak of perfection."
"My tits are prettier than Mom's ever were?"
"Well, since I've known her. Julie, you can't tell her this. You've got me in a real predicament. I'm just trying to tell you the truth as best I can and treat you like the adult that you want to be. I don't want to hurt your mom's feelings."
"Too late, Daddy. You caused the predicament by fucking around. Now you've got me wanting to fuck around and see why so many people seem to like doing it. As a matter of fact, I think I'll beat Mom to the punch."
She was already sitting beside me, naked, while she jacked her hand back and forth on my proud tool. Now, she simply raised up and slid over onto my lap and guided my prick into the incredibly hot slot between her legs.
"There! What's the big deal? I'm fucking Unka Howie, now. What is supposed to be so good about this that it will make Mom want to stop humiliating you by fucking everybody with a big mouth?
She rose and fell on my prong, sending incredible sensations through my overworked balls. This girl and her mother had blown my stack four times already, today. Could she do it again? Is there no limit to how much a man can be called on to do? Oh, well. I would simply have to do my best.
"Is my pussy tight, Unka Howie?"
"Shit, Julie! Do you have to talk it out? Isn't it enough that you are fucking my best friend right in front of me? Do we have to have the sound effects, too?"
"You bet, Daddy! Haven't you figured it out, yet? This is your punishment. You asked Unka Howie to fuck Mom. Mom asked me to fuck Unka Howie while you watched. Is my pussy wet, Unka Howie?"
"Am I making you horny, Daddy? Is that a gun in your pocket? Does the sight of your daughter's bare tits flopping around while fucking your friend bother you?"
"Take your prick out, Daddy. Let me watch you jerk off to the sight of your daughter fucking while you drive. Do you have a big prick? Is that why your secretary was willing to fuck you? Let me see it!" This last was a command, not a request.
With a whimper of frustration, fear, anger, lust and a dozen other emotions we haven't discovered yet, Fred did indeed whip it out.
"Oh, Daddy, it's beautiful! It's so big and red. Does the sight of my wet pussy riding up and down Unka Howie's prick make yours bigger? Does it make it bigger because you are imagining it in my pussy? Would you like to fuck me, Daddy? Huh? Would you?"
"Look how Unka Howie's big dick stretches the lips of my tight pussy. When I raise up, they pull out and go back inside when I slide all the way back down till his balls are almost inside my hot, wet, tight, pink pussy, does it turn you on?"
"Is it my pussy that turns you on, or the chance to show me your big, hard dick? Want me to suck it for you? Would you like for me to swallow the head so far that my throat muscles would rub against it when I hum? Hummmmh?"
"Be careful, Daddy. You're about to cum all over the steering wheel. How would you explain that to a cop? 'Sorry, Officer. You see, I was just jacking off while I watched my daughter fuck me friend, here. She's checking him out for her mother. I asked him to fuck her for me and Julie is doing the audition.' Is that what you want. Daddy?"
Fred groaned and we could all see that he was about to lose it. Julie leaned over in the seat and took her father's prick in her mouth to save the upholstery. I don't know how much load he gave her, and I couldn't tell how much I gave her. I just know that my balls felt like they were full of ground glass, As much as I had enjoyed the fuck she threw into me, as well as the circumstances, the next time I was going to have to find a way to keep from cumming.
All of this is supposing that I get another chance, and that all this is not nature's way of telling me I've lost my mind. Who knows if Julie is simply acting out of anger at her father for fucking up his marriage and won't want any more to do with me, now that she has proved her point to her father. Who knows if this episode will bring Fred to his knees to apologize to Connie and his request will be retracted. The first time I try to exercise my right to fulfill a promise to a friend, he blows my balls off with a blunderbuss? Who knows?
Who knows when we're actually going to get around to some real incest, here? Some people say that blowjobs are not "sex". I guess you could say that. You could also say that a kick in the groin isn't painful, but your balls would still be blue until they dropped off.
Any of you girls out there who think blowjobs aren't sex, log on and make an appointment. I guess Kinky Friedman started it with his song, "Eatin' Ain't Cheatin'". Come back, Kinky, we need you!
(Dear, patient readers. Please stay tuned. For some reason, these characters refuse to jump right into the incest bit. Of course, for my money, swallowing a mouthful of Dad's seed is a pretty good start. Watch for Chapter 4. Maybe Fred will get lucky. Or not.)
