LOCUS POENITENTIAE
A little later in the day, but not so very far away, a small car skidded to a halt outside the Spencer family garage. Mackenzie got out of her Mini Cooper. It was freshly washed to perfection and waxed. She had checked all the fluids, including the brake fluid, and checked the tires. She had just stopped on the way home and filled the gas tank. She was ready for her weekend to begin. All she had to do was take a shower and call Nicole. Mac had waited all week to have some more time with her friend. It was Saturday which meant family time and friend time. She smiled contently as she let herself into her home with a key, dropping her small backpack to the floor as she walked through the living room.
Music was playing somewhere in the house. Sounded like it was emanating from down the hall towards her dad's room. Curious, she walked quietly down the hall.
He never listens to music.
She found a 'Hooters' tee shirt laying on the floor in the hall outside her dad's bedroom. She picked it up and smelled it,
Yep, definitely Tammy. What the fuck, it is the weekend?! This is family time. My time with him.
Stopping outside the room, she couldn't quite make out what they were saying. It was muffled and urgent. Mac peeked carefully around the door frame.
It is one thing to hear your father and his lady friend banging away with the squeaky bed and wall- thumping thing. It is one thing to see him pass your room on the way to get protection. It is another thing entirely to walk in on them 'in flagrante delicto', the act itself in all its blazing glory. In a single glance, MacKenzie tried to take it all in. Spencer was on his back and Tammy was above him sitting on her knees, trapping his face between her thighs with her head back. The only things moving were her hips and MacKenzie's dad's tongue.
She's beautiful, but I still hate her
.
Mac looked at her body and had to admire her dad's taste in women. Tammy's body was tan enough to have tan lines.
I hate you even more!
Whatever she wore when she tanned wasn't very big, that was for sure. She wasn't petite, but Tammy had big tits, not huge tits, and a great butt. Her pussy was shaved bare.
You shave your pussy. Why would a grown woman shave it smoothe there? It ain't going to make you any younger! Maybe for your bikini? Yeah, that has to be it.
Spencer was lying on his back in the bed. It looked like he had been sitting on the edge and just laid back because his knees were still on the bed's edge. Tammy sitting was on Spence's face. What she was doing there was obvious as Mac saw his tongue slide up out of the slit of her sex and slowly lick back across her as her hips shook violently. He had his hands wrapped around her thighs near her hips, holding her down on his mouth. Tammy was fondling her own breasts, lifting them, cupping one in each hand.
More than a handful. I so hate you!
Mac could see her dad's jaw move and knew he was eating Tammy with his tongue. She shivered, watching Tammy move her hips back and forth. With her head drawn back, she was clearly having a great time.
Daddy must be really good at doing that!
MacKenzie smiled and filed another secret away.
So, that's why you shave it. Men like it smoothe. My dad likes it smoothe. Is that one secret or two? Definitely two!
MacKenzie was mesmerized by her dad's erection. It was almost fully erect, pointing straight up from his groin. Hooter's Girl wasn't even touching it, and it just stood there like it was straining to get even bigger. Mac could see it throb.
Well, seeing it like this is certainly not like getting a peek when he goes to the bathroom.
Mac glanced at the floor spotting a pair of orange shorts, then a bra, a pair of torn panties, and finally a pair of white tennis shoes. Inventory complete, she looked up only to find 'Hooters Girl' looking back at her.
Caught in the act, Mac damn-near passed out.
Oh please, dear God, don't let her tell Daddy! He'll think I'm sneaking around, spying on him. Please, God, I'm begging you. Please ... pretty please?
Yet, despite the fact she was shaken, she never moved; she didn't even take a step. She couldn't; she was glued to the spot, fascinated by what was happening between Tammy and her father. The rawness of it, the passion of it sent waves of pure adrenaline coursing through her body.
A blush spread across Tammy's cheeks then over her neck, her breasts and down her stomach. Just as she blushed, Mac saw her dad's tongue come out and lick Tammy's sex again, splitting her lips and lifting her hips with its tip before she settled onto his face again.
Mac's very being was overwhelmed.
I never knew ... never guessed that's what it would look like. A man and woman together. It's incredibly hot! How does it feel, being with a man like that? Like my dad?
Tammy watched Spencer's daughter, not sure what to do at first. Then, she saw MacKenzie's eyes. They were lit by a kind of wildness and smoldering heat that meant Mac was turned-on in spite of being caught. She followed Mac's gaze down to Spencer's cock. MacKenzie licked her lips. It was a natural reaction, but a damningly revealing one.
Christ, Spencer, you are huge tonight!
She watched MacKenzie's face as she asked, "How do you like my shaved pussy, Spence?"
Mac heard her dad laugh. "It's like eating a teenage girl."
Mac shivered.
A teenage girl? I am a teenage girl, Daddy!
"All men like it smoothe, huh, Spence?" Tammy asked.
"FUCK yes, smoothe little pussy." Then he went back to eating her.
There isn't a man alive that doesn't like hairless teenage pussy, if he'll admit it!
"Damn, Tammy, use that little-girl mouth on me," Spence begged.
Tammy leaned forward, keeping his face covered with her bare pussy. Tammy leaned onto the bed, her arms rigidly straight, making a tripod over Spencer's cock. Her hair hung down as she looked at Mac. Spence's cock stuck straight up, just inches below her mouth. Tammy wrapped one hand around it.
"Yeah fist me, baby; jerk my meat like a teenage girl would." Spencer speared his hips into her hands, trying to get Tammy to tug on his cock.
"Okay, Daddy!" She smiled when she saw Mac's jaw drop.
You didn't know your dad thought about girls like this, did you?
She heard her dad groan into Tammy's pussy. Mac couldn't look away. On some level, she understood that Tammy was watching to see her reaction. When Mac finally tried to turn her head, Tammy just shook her head,
No!
Then she placed a finger upright across her lips, making sure MacKenzie understood not to make a sound.
Shhh!
Beckoning, Tammy crooked a finger at her.
Come closer! Come here!
MacKenzie couldn't help herself. Her feet took the first few steps on their own as she watched Tammy handle his cock.
When a secret beckons, when it whispers, 'Learn me!' or, when it simply crooks a finger at you, you either accept the challenge or leave.
You don't learn secrets by running away because they're scary!
Spence was going crazy, as Tammy teased his cock with her moving fingers. She bent it, twisted it, squeezed it as she stroked up and down the still hardening ebony shaft.
MacKenzie moved silently across the room, stepping in close to the edge of the bed between her dad's open knees. Once Mac got close enough Tammy reached out, grabbed Mac's hand, slowly forcing it downward. MacKenzie watched, disbelieving as Tammy wrapped it around Spencer's dick. She watched her own molasses brown hand replace Tammy's around her dad's dark need.
