A View to a Thrill Ch. 03

"No," he softly answered, unable to prevent a tingle in his cock as he took in her bush.

"I've told you repeatedly that I didn't want the headaches that go along with shaving it," Carol continued.

"I know. I know. I just thought you had. I'm sorry," Charles replied sheepishly.

"What are you sorry for Charles?" Carol inquired as she lowered her gown.

"Huh? I don't understand what you're asking," he said.

"Well for starters, are you sorry you've been fucking your secretary? Or are you sorry you fucked our daughter? Or are you just sorry you got caught?"

Charles was taken aback by her knowledge that he had been fucking Marsha. He thought he'd been pretty sly about keeping that secret. He sat there silently envisioning his future, and it didn't look promising. Having an affair was something that probably could be worked out; but fucking their daughter was in a league by itself. He was almost positive that a divorce was imminent.

"I'm so sorry honey. I'm sorry for cheating on you. I'm sorry for fucking our daughter. Although in my defense, THAT really was an accident. I'm sorry for everything Carol, and I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to get a divorce. I really do love you honey, and if there's anyway that I can make it up to you please tell me."

Carol knew she had him right where she wanted him; it was time to put the final plan into action.

"I don't know Charles. What could you do that would even out what you've done?"

He felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. Standing he walked over and took one of her hands tenderly with both of his.

"I'll do whatever you need me to," he whispered.

"You having a fling with your secretary I can overlook. I can see how that could happen. But, fucking our daughter? There's only one way I can see that would be fair to me," she said, a sudden tingling running up her spine.

"Name it. Whatever it takes," he gushed enthusiastically.

"Are you sure Charles?" Carol asked, the tingle running through her traveling down toward her damp pussy.

"Yes, yes. Whatever it takes honey. I love you, and I don't want to lose you," Charles stammered.

"Well, as I see it, the only fair thing to do since you fucked our daughter, is for me to fuck our son."

"What!" Charles almost shouted. "You can't be serious."

"Why not? You said it yourself, whatever it takes. That's the only way that it would truly be fair," Carol told him as the tingle wormed its way deeper into her moistness.

"But...but..." was all that Charles could get out.

"That's the only way I can see this working itself out. So, do we have an agreement?" Carol watched as her husband's expression went from defiant to defeated in a matter of seconds.

"Yeah," Charles replied dejectedly before asking, "What makes you think that Jimmy will go along with it?"

"He's a horny young man, he'll go for it," she stated matter-of-factly then turned toward the door.

"You're going to do it now?" he asked, completely stunned as she drew her nightgown over her head and dropped it on the floor.

"Yeah," she replied. Halfway to the stairs she turned and asked in her most seductive voice, "Do you want to watch?"

Charles followed his wife up the stairs, the darkness not allowing much of a view of her soft round ass. For reasons he couldn't even begin to understand he found himself getting aroused. The thought of his lovely wife getting fucked by their son seemed to open a new chapter in his depravity. A depravity he hadn't even known about until he had his cock stuffed deep into his own daughter. By the time they reached the top of the stairs his cock was more than half hard. When they reached Jimmy's room Carol whispered to him to stay out of sight for a few minutes so she could get things started without scaring their son. Charles stood to the left of the door as his wife went inside, his hand gently fondling his semi-hard dick.

Penny heard the rustle of someone out in the hall and climbed out of bed to take a look. When she peered around her doorjamb she saw the light in Jimmy's room come on, spilling enough light into the hallway to see her father standing there playing with his cock. A smile crept to her lips as she slipped naked out into the hall and padded silently toward him.

Jimmy was in the throes of an erotic dream, his cock already at half-mast, when the sudden brightness from the light being switched on woke him up. Groggily he turned his head and saw his naked mother standing next to his bed, a finger to her lips indicating she wanted him to be quiet. Puzzled he lay there, his eyes roaming over her sleek form as his cock swelled even more, tenting the sheet he lay under. He knew there could only be one reason she was here; she wanted to fuck. A smile stretched his lips as he watched her gently pull the sheet down to his knees and then lean in and place her lips near his ear.

"I need you to fuck me baby, but there's something you need to know," Carol whispered.

"Okay," Jimmy whispered back.

"Now don't be alarmed, but your father is going to be watching. Just act like this is our first time okay. Think you can do that for me?"

Jimmy didn't think alarmed was the proper word for what he was suddenly feeling. Scared shitless was more like it! The thought of his dad watching him fuck his mom already had his cock deflating like a punctured tire.

Carol noticed his discomfort, and his dwindling erection, and whispered once more into his ear.

"Everything will be fine sweetheart, just relax and follow my lead."

All he could do was nod weakly in understanding, his sphincter puckered tighter than a snare drum. When she went to the foot of his bed and pulled the sheet completely off him a chill ran up his spine. As he watched her climb on the bed, his legs automatically spreading to make room for her, he couldn't help but glance toward the doorway. Relief washed over him when he saw no one there. Just before he pulled his eyes away he saw his sister step into the light then stop slightly past the door, her back and round ass barely visible to his wide-open eyes. As he stared at the door he saw Penny's arm snake around the jamb and give a thumbs up gesture. The feel of soft warm lips engulfing the head of his cock drew his attention back to his mother. Despite the knowledge that his father was just outside his room he couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure.

Penny had made her way to her father before he even had a chance to see her coming. Charles had been leaning against the wall gently stroking his hardening cock, his eyes closed as he envisioned watching what was about to happen, when he felt someone next to him. Opening his eyes and turning he spotted Penny standing there, her pert young breasts visible in the dim light. She was staring at him with a huge smile on her face.

"Let me do that for you Daddy," she said, reaching out and placing her hand around the shaft of his penis.

Charles couldn't stop the groan from escaping his lips when he felt her hand encircle his cock and begin to slide up and down his shaft. Slumping back against the wall he let the feeling of euphoria wash over him as his daughter's hand gently brought his cock to total hardness. After only a minute or two he felt her tug him forward by his cock toward the bedroom door. Unable to resist his curiosity he glanced toward the bed as Penny's hand began to slide up and down on his shaft once more. The sight before him was both a shock and a huge turn on. His wife was kneeling between their son's legs with her mouth slowly bobbing up and down on one of the biggest cocks he'd ever seen. Knowing that it was his son's cock caused his chest to swell with pride. He thought he would feel some sort of anger at seeing his wife having sex with someone else, but for some reason he found watching her suck Jimmy's cock only heightened the pleasure his daughter's hand was giving him. He could feel a new vitality coursing through his veins, especially the ones in his penis. Another groan of pleasure slipped past his lips as his wife crawled up their son's body and straddled his hips. His mind was so centered on watching what was going on it didn't register that his daughter had stopped stroking his throbbing cock. As he watched mesmerized by the scene in front of him his wife held Jimmy's cock straight up in the air and positioned her pussy above the bulbous head. Just when Carol began to slowly lower herself on their son's cock he saw both glance in his direction, right before the most delicious feeling of warmth surrounded his own cock. Quickly glancing down he saw his cock slowly disappearing into his daughter's mouth. His knees threatened to buckle from this newfound sensation. A chorus of moans filled the air simultaneously.

Carol glanced toward her husband as she slowly lowered her pussy onto her son's thick hard cock, the feel of him stretching her, filling her so full, sending shivers of delight racing through every fiber of her being. The fact that her husband was watching her screw their son unleashed a wantonness in her that until now she wasn't even aware of. The moan that poured from her lips was deep and drawn out, more of a sigh than a moan.

Jimmy also glanced toward the door as he felt his mother's slick tight cunt envelope his entire cock. The sight of his sister squatting in front of their dad, his cock sliding deep into her mouth caused his own cock to grow harder. Once his mother finished sliding down his pole, her soft round ass settling onto him, a deep-seated groan rushed past his lips to join the others filling the night air.

Penny's moan went unheard, her mouth full of her father's cock. He wasn't as big as her brother but he did have a hefty girth that cut off any sound she made; other than the mumbled sounds of her sucking that is. Using one hand against her father's hip to steady herself she reached down with the other and began to finger her already saturated pussy. The mixture of her own juices with the remaining cum from her father made it easy to slip two fingers deep into her overheated cunt sending her senses spiraling out of control. Faster and faster she slide her mouth up and down his shaft, as her fingers plunged rapidly into her tingling twat.

It seemed to Charles that the faster Penny's mouth sucked his cock, the faster his wife slid up and down on their son's cock. His eyes locked with Carol's, neither blinking as both parents plunged headlong into a world of forbidden taboo. Both knew that there was no turning back. For what felt like hours, but in reality was only minutes, they watched each other having sex with their kids until Penny stood and pulled Charles toward the bed by his cock.

"I need your cock in my pussy Daddy."

It wasn't a question, nor was it a request. It was a command. A command that Charles was happy to obey as he watched his daughter climb on the bed on all fours, her head above Jimmy's and her firm round ass poking up in the air. Stepping forward he placed his hands on her cheeks while she leaned down and planted her lips on her brother's. Wasting no time Charles lined up the head of his cock with his daughter's pussy and slid effortlessly all the way in until his balls were snug against her clit. Penny came almost immediately, the walls of her pussy clamping forcefully around her father's invading cock. The angle they were in allowed Carol to lean over and place her lips on her husbands, the kiss deep and passionate as both mother and father fucked their children with an abandon that neither had known. Both came at the same time. Carol's cunt gripped her son's cock as her juices exploded around his shaft, while Charles' sperm erupted from his balls and spilled deeply into the recesses of his daughter's clasping pussy.

The feel of his sister's tongue stabbing deep into his mouth and the sensation his mother's clinching cunt was having on his cock pushed Jimmy over the edge. With a powerful upward thrust he shot spurt after spurt of his thick hot cum deep into Carol's gushing cunt.

Through sheer willpower everyone made their way back to their own bedrooms before exhaustion overtook them. Jimmy fell asleep lying on his back, a pool of mixed fluids drying slowly in his pubic hair. Penny managed to crawl under the covers in her bed and quickly curled into a ball, a huge smile on her face as her father's sperm slowly dripped out of her. As for Charles and Carol, they made it to their bed where Charles did something completely unexpected. He pushed Carol onto her back and fucked her until she came two more times. The rest of the night they spent tightly spooned together in blissful sleep.

Unknown to the Morris family, the Nortons had watched it all. Greg never closed his window blinds at night, so when the light from Jimmy's room had come on it for some reason woke him. When he saw what was happening he reached over and woke his sleeping mother. Both mother and son had watched as the neighbors fucked each other senseless, Nancy on all fours as her son slammed his cock ruthlessly into her dripping pussy. Now he lay on her back as she sprawled face down on the bed, his cock slowly deflating and slipping from her spunk filled cunt.

"God that was beautiful to watch," Nancy murmured, the afterglow of her son's merciless fucking settling gently into her limp body.

"It was fucking awesome," he agreed, reaching under her to grab handfuls of her huge soft tits.

The next morning Jimmy stepped out of his room just as Penny was coming down the hall. He placed a hand on her arm to stop her then stared into her eyes.

"Was last night something you and Mom hatched up?"

"Yeah," she replied, a hint of laughter in her voice.

"Nice one sis. God, I can't believe Dad went for it," Jimmy said admirably.

"Why wouldn't he? He's a man; he's got a dick. Piece of cake little brother," she snickered then headed down the stairs with Jimmy close behind.

Carol and Charles were sitting at the dining table drinking coffee when their kids joined them. There was an air of awkwardness at first, until Penny voiced what was on everyone's mind.

"Last night was pretty wild. So, when do we get to do that again?"

Relief flooded the room like a tidal wave. Minutes later the Morris family was seated around the table enjoying breakfast like nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. Talk was centered on what each had planned for the day, the night's activities never mentioned once. It didn't have to be; the entire family knew that their household dynamic had changed. There was an air of excitement so thick it was almost tangible.

Charles finished breakfast first, and then bid everyone a good day as he headed off to work. Both Penny and Jimmy had school and stood to leave, but Carol asked them to stay for a minute. She explained the hardship that Charles was going through with his secretary not coming into work. She told them that without her there to run the day-to-day operations things could get ugly for Charles' office. When they asked what they could do Carol replied that she was going to go over and smooth things out with Marsha, but there was a catch. She would need Jimmy to go with her if her plan had any chances of success.

"No problem Mom. When did you want to go?" Jimmy asked, his cock twitching as his mind recalled the times he'd met his dad's secretary at the annual office picnic and holiday functions.

"Tomorrow evening, if that's okay with you," Carol replied.

"Sure thing," Jimmy responded then headed toward the front door behind Penny.

As her kids went out the front door Carol leaned back in her chair and smiled warmly, images of her husband's secretary rushing to the front of her brain.

Once outside Penny turned to her brother and said, "I need you to do me a favor."

"Such as?" Jimmy inquired.

"I need you to convince the neighbor kid to put on a show with his Mom tomorrow night. Think you can do that?"

"Shit Sis, that's not much of a favor. Those two love to be watched when they fuck," Jimmy chuckled.

"So, you think you can get him to do it?" Penny could feel her pussy getting damp just thinking about what she had planned.

"Piece of cake Sis," Jimmy replied, his cock still twitching from thinking about his father's secretary.

Around eight p.m. Friday afternoon Jimmy sat in the car as his mother drove the few miles to Marsha Kincaid's house. Staring over at her he couldn't help but be aroused. She had her hair in a ponytail and was wearing a crème colored silk blouse, stiletto heels and the shortest black mini-skirt that he'd ever seen her wear. Reaching over he placed the palm of his hand high on her bare thigh and began to gently caress the silky-smooth skin. As his hand slid higher he saw her glance at him, a huge smile spreading on her full lips, before she turned her attention back to the road. His smile grew even larger when his hand reached all the way up to her crotch and felt her pubic hair instead of her panties. When they reached their destination she told him to wait in the car until she came and got him. With his cock bulging in his pants he watched his mother's ass sway provocatively as she walked up to the front door.

Marsh Kincaid was on her third glass of wine in the last hour when the doorbell rang. Sitting her glass on the end table, almost spilling it, she stood and walked unsteadily toward it. As she went the short blue silk robe she was wearing loosened forcing her to stop and cinch the tie that held it closed before opening the door. Normally she wouldn't answer the door dressed the way she was, but tonight she just didn't care. Swinging the door open she almost pissed herself when she saw Carol Morris standing there. The first thing that popped into her head was Carol was here to kick the shit out of her for fucking her husband. She started to back peddle but stopped when her visitor smiled brightly and asked softly it if would be okay to come in and talk. Marsha blinked several times but stepped to the side and motioned Carol in. Marsha couldn't help but admire the other woman's long, toned legs as she made her way over to the couch and sat down, the black mini-skirt riding dangerously high on her visitor's thighs. Gently she closed the door and joined Carol on the couch.

Picking up her glass she took a quick sip before asking, "What brings you over here, Mrs. Morris?"

"Please, call me Carol," came the soft reply.

"Okay, Carol. What can I do for you?" Marsha asked, confusion clearly evident in her voice.

"I need you to do me a favor. I want you to go back to work."

"You...you want me to go back to work? For your husband?" Marsha squeaked, unable to believe what was being asked of her. Could it be that Carol didn't know about her and Charles, she wondered. That thought was dispelled when Carol spoke again.

"Yes. Now I know it'll be difficult, given your history with my husband, but Charles really does need you. Lord knows he probably can't find his ass from a hole in the ground around that office without your help."

"But...but..." Marsha stammered before lifting her glass and draining the last of her wine to help steady her nerves.

"Marsha I want you to know that I'm not mad at you for what went on with my husband. I am a little curious as to why you'd get involved with Charles. It's not like he's a stud or something, right?"

Despite her anxiety Marsha couldn't help but nod and giggle. For some reason she felt drawn to this woman. It was obvious to her that Carol was a pragmatist.

"Now here's the deal," Carol continued. "If you agree to return to work, you will receive a twenty percent raise, and my personal guarantee that Charles will keep his mind on business, and not on you. Would that be agreeable with you?"

"Wow! I don't know what to say," Marsha replied, stunned by the turn of events.