It was all hinging around me being able to get some video surveillance cameras and recording equipment working. This was one of daddyâs projects that heâd been trying to get working for weeks now. The PC was now up and running and I had the installation instruction for the PC capture card software. I followed the instructions, inserting the installation CD when it was asked for, clicking next when prompted, until it arrived at the final window with the button saying âFinishedâ. âYour capture software has been successfully installed, please reboot the systemâ.Ok here goes, 'Shutdown', now wait! It all boots-up, says itâs found new hardware, now it doing some installing new drivers. âDrivers installed, please re-boot to enable DCR cardâ. So I re-boot again, and wait! This time it all fires-up, no messages, but sitting on the desk top is a new icon. Now the instruction book says connect your camera, so Iâve got the box with the 2 wireless cameras sat on the floor, and I connect the lead from one of the radio receivers into the back of the PC. This is it, I double click the icon, and a window appears showing a picture of the light fitting on the ceiling. Success! Well how did I manage to get this working when daddy has been trying for weeks without success? Simple, I used the instruction book! The idea of an instruction book to daddy is like the devil reading the bible. So now Iâve got a camera, so what now. Well filming people when they donât know theyâre being filmed. So where and how to hide the camera? First rule is, you have to look natural, so as Iâm never seen outside of the house without my bag, this seemed the obvious place to hide it. The bag had a pocket at either end, which closed with a drawstring. I tried placing the small camera in the pocket, and using tape to hold it, but this wasnât going to work. Then I saw on daddyâs desk a packet of headache tablets. This was dead-on right size; I taped the camera to the top of the box and put the battery inside. The whole thing then slid into the little pocket on the end of my bag, and the camera was facing directly up out of the top of the pocket. Now for the final touch, the tube out of a toilet role, cut to a short length, and pull the draw string up around it.It was perfect, I put my bag down by the desk, and even looking directly at the pocket, and knowing it was there, it was difficult to spot. Now to get the PC to record, out with the instruction book again, and that was it, just click the red icon. Well it says its recording, but letâs see what happens. I step over my bag, and walk to the door, turn around and walk back, stand just behind daddyâs desk, bag slightly to one side. Now click the stop icon, then playback. Oh god! This is better than I imagined, as Iâd stepped over the bag, my crotch had open wide, showing my sexy little red panties in the clearest detail, even the wisps of curly hair that the panties didnât cover. And standing by daddyâs chair gave a clear view of my bulging mound at the front of my crotch. If this didnât turn daddy on, he must be gay.Now to execute my plan, I set the PC recording again, and turn off the monitor, pickup my bag, and off we go. Next door lives my best friend Julie from school; she was on work experience this week the same as me. She has an older sister named Francis (we call her Fanny, but she doesnât like it), about two years older than us. And I know for a fact my daddy fancies her, because Iâve seen him sneak out of his greenhouse, which is at the bottom of our garden. He first looks down to the house to see if moms in the kitchen window, and then he follows the line of the fence, hiding behind the large shrubbery bushes. Itâs while the hot weather is here, and sheâs sunbathing in her back garden. After heâs watched her for a while he goes back to his green house, but I canât tell if heâs wanking, because the view from my bedroom window into his green house is blocked by the apple tree.Anyway, as I said I know he fancies Fanny (but I suppose all men do), so my plan was to try and get some up-skirt recording of her. I knock on Julieâs front door, and her mom answered.âOh, Hi Linda. Come on in. Julieâs not home yetâ. As sheâd opened the door, she turned on her heals, and walked back towards the kitchen, talking as she went. I followed as close as I dare, pushing my bag forward to gain the best possible view up the back of her dress. Sheâs got one of those loose fitting thin cotton dresses that people wear on the hot summer days, at this point I had no idea what type of panties she was wearing, or if she had any on at all!âYou donât mind if I carry on, theyâll all be home soon, and Iâve got to prepare a salad for teaâ? âNo course not. Is Julie getting on ok with her work experienceâ?âYes she seemed really happy when she got home yesterday. Howâs yours goingâ?âOh great! Iâm love every minuteâ.âThatâs good. Wallpapering or something isnât itâ?âYeh. But itâs not just the job; itâs the people Iâm working with".âSo you get on ok with the guys youâre working with. Theyâre not just using you as cheap labourâ?âNo. I can honestly say, I havenât had to do much real work at all. But theyâre teaching me a hell of a lot of thingsâ.âMind your language Linda; Iâm sure your mom doesnât let you use words like that. Anyway, itâs good youâre being taught new skills. So youâll be a real Pro, by the end of the weekâ?âI recon Iâm almost that nowâ. I said giggling to myself. âIs that Fanny I can hear having a showerâ?âYes it is, but you know she doesnât like being called Fanny, her names Francis. Sheâs getting ready to go outâ.I picked up a glass and pushed it under the cold water tap (Faucet), and as I turned it on I asked, âIs it ok to have a glass of waterâ.Jane (Julie's mum) spun around, âNO! Not while sheâs in the showerâ.âOh! Iâm sorry, I never thoughtâ, I said as I turned the tap back off, and having a job to hide my giggling.âIf you run the cold tap the shower will suddenly get hotâ.Of-course I knew that, and I didnât really want a glass of water either.âIâm sorry I never thought. Is it ok if I go and see if sheâs alright? Iâll wait for Julie in her bedroomâ.âYes you go on upâ.Now all the time sheâd been moving around in the kitchen, Iâd kept my bag in my hand, and kept it as close as Iâd dared to Janeâs legs. Iâd been looking from both back and front, but at this stage I had no idea if Iâd recorded anything worth seeing.âSorry about that Fannyâ. I said as I passed the bathroom door. The shower had stopped running, so I guess she must be drying herself. As I stood by the doorway to Julie & Fannyâs room, the bathroom door flew open and Fanny marched out. Totally naked, unless you count the towel that she had wrapped around her hair. I was deliberately standing in the doorway, so as she passed me she had to turn sideways and side step through. My trusty bag was down by my side and I was hoping the camera had caught that wide open leg shot!âI might have known it would be you pissing around with the taps. I bet you did that on purposeâ.âWho me? I wouldnât do such a thing; Iâd never forgive myself if Fanny had got scoldedâ. This kind of bickering was normal between me and Fanny, weâd never hit it off. Maybe that was why I wanted to get some compromising shots of her, but no, I think it was as Iâd said earlier, I knew daddy fancied her. I wonder if thatâs why I donât get on with her, am I jealous of her? Who cares! âGod Fanny is that newâ? I said staring down at her crotch.âWhatâ?âThat tattooâ! Iâd seen it before; sheâs had it about a couple of months.âNo. Iâve had it ages. You must have seen it beforeâ.âNo. How far does it goâ? This was a dragon across the side of her navel, and its tail curled around the front of her leg and disappeared into her upper thigh. She now did just what Iâd hoped, proceeded to show off, displaying her tattoo proudly. She lifted one leg onto Julieâs bed as she lay back on her own. I walked across to pretend I was getting a close look, and tilted my bag.âWhat are you, a lesbian or something? You donât need to get close enough to kiss my pussyâ.âIâll tell you what Francis, thatâs awesome. Itâs so detailed. How were you brave enough to let someone do that to youâ? I knew sheâd fall for this flattery.âWhat do you mean, it didnât hurt very muchâ?âNo I meant letting someone get right in close to your pussy, was it a woman tattooistâ?âNo. it was a guy, a big hunk of a guyâ.âGod! And you had to lie down spread wide open while he did that, werenât you shyâ?âNo way. One day when you grow up youâll stop being a shrinking violetâ.Little did she know! Anyway I carried on buttering her up.âHow did he manage to do that bit on your tummy, didnât your panties get in the wayâ?âDonât be silly, I hadnât got any onâ.âNo! How did you cover your pussy upâ.âThere wasnât much point; Iâd had to fuck the guy to get him to do the tattoo anyway. Some shit about me being under 18, and heâd loose his licence. So I flashed my legs, and he took me in the back room. Once heâd fucked me, he was the one who suggested this design. All the time I was laid on his table he kept taking a quick lick of my meat. I was that close to cuming, I couldnât feel his needle, by the time heâd finished and put the bandage on I was rampant. I about raped him.ââFucking hell! I bet your mom donât knowâ?âToo fucking right she donât, and if you say a word you're deadâ.âMe? I wouldnât split on you. Is that a clit stud youâve gotâ?With that she dropped her leg back to the floor, âYes. But thatâs something else mom donât know about, so make sure you keep it buttonedâ.âWow, I never knew you were so coolâ.âOk you can stop taking the pissâ.âNo, Iâm not kidding. Sorry I kept calling you Fanny. But I never knew you were that cool, and had a stud in your clitâ.âItâs no big dealâ.âI think it is. I wish I could be brave enough to do thatâ.âIt only stings a bit at first, you soon get used to itâ.âNo itâs not the pain, itâs you know, letting a guy play with your pussyâ.âOnce youâve been fucked a few times you wonât be that shyâ.âCan I ask you somethingâ?âWhat do you meanâ?âWell if I ask you something, you wonât tell anyoneâ?âWhat the hell are you going on aboutâ?âPlease if I ask, even if you say no. Promise you wonât tell anyone I asked youâ?âGo on then, ask awayâ.âAnd you promise you wonât tellâ?âYes I promise. Now for fucks sake hurry up. I wanâa know what youâre gonâa askâ.âCan I have a closer look at your stud, and touch itâ?âJesus! You are a lesbianâ.âNo itâs not like that. Iâm just so excited at the thought of getting one of them myself. I want to get mine done. Go on please lets me look at itâ?âWell ok. But this is between you and me. You tell anyone and Iâll fucking kill youâ.She lifted her leg back across to Julieâs bed where I was sitting. I knelt down on the floor, propping my bag against the bed behind me at an angle to try and get the best view I could. As I leaned towards her open legs I could smell her pussy, even though sheâd only just showered, the real pussy smell was so sweet. I gently took hold of one of her outer pussy flaps and held it to one side so I could see the stud. As my fingers contacted her skin I saw her shudder, and knew this was exciting her. But hell what had started as a way of getting my dad turned on, had now got my pussy throbbing!I took hold of either end of the stud between the finger and thumb of my left hand. Each movement made her pussy lift, and I was gently but continually giving it little tugs.âOk. Thatâs enough!â and she tried to lift her legs shut. I was firmly positioned on the bed in-between her legs and she was going to have to use force to get them closed.âPlease Francis donât stop meâ. With that I put my tongue on her lips and licked slowly up towards her clit. She shuddered violently. And as I reached her clit I sucked it, drawing clit and stud into my mouth. Her hands were now on the top of my head pushing down. But I sucked again, rolling my tongue around the stud. Her hand shook on my scalp, not pushing to get me off, but in a frenzy. Iâd got her; she was now under my control, as Iâd been under Robertâs control earlier. I continued my sucking and my tongue manipulation of her stud. But now I had two fingers probing her hole, and she was starting to buck her hips. God how had this happened, this wasnât on my agenda, but fucking hell it was so sweet, or was it the feeling of power. Iâd got her totally under my spell. So I thought now Iâve gone this far, let's go all the way.I kicked off my shoes, and while still keeping her clit going with my mouth, I pulled down my panties. Once they were off, I climbed on the bed, only momentarily leaving her pussy. Then as I lowered my pussy down, I felt her tongue touching my lips. Wow! There were no words, and I honestly can't describe the events, it is all a blur even now. I know I enjoyed it, and we both cum. I do remember we ended up pussy to pussy in some sort of weird contortion, holding and kissing each other. Even looking at the recording on the camera later didnât show enough detail of the action to recap my memory. But hell who cares, we both enjoyed it planned or not.âYou tell anyone what weâve just done and youâre history. That little episode never happened, and donât you ever try that again. Shit I need another shower nowâ, she said as she stormed out of the bedroom. Well what can I say, it wasnât planned, and not much of it got recorded, well not visually, but the camera does record sound! I used my panties to clean myself up, and sat there waiting for Julie to come home, all the time wondering what Fanny, or do I now call her Francis? What will she say when she returns after having her shower?Suddenly I nearly jumped out of my skin.âGod! Has that girl not come out from that shower yet? FRANCIS HAVE YOU SEEN THE TIME, YOUR FRIEND WILL BE HERE TO COLLECT YOU SOONâ. It was Jane shouting towards the bathroom door to overcome the noise of the shower, then turning back to me, âitâs a wonder she doesnât come out all wrinkled like a pruneâ. Then I heard the front door as Julie arrived home.âThatâs Julie, sounds like sheâs home now, Iâll tell her youâre up hereâ, she said as she disappeared back down stairs.As Fanny rushed into the room, this time with the towel covering her torso, she was followed by Julie who had just come up the stairs. I could tell Julie was bursting to tell me something, she was making hand signals like crazy. She threw her bag across the bedroom, and rushed back towards the bathroom, beckoning me to follow.âGo on. Go and lick her pussy nowâ! Fanny let fly with a quick snipe.As I sat on the edge of the bath, and Julie closed the bathroom door she asked.âWhat was that about? Was she trying to say weâre lesbiansâ?âTake no notice of Fanny. Sheâs always making some commentâ.âYeh, youâre right. Iâve got something much more exciting to tell youâ. She was almost frothing at the mouth, her excitement was bubbling over.âGuess why Iâm lateâ?âYou had to do an extra blow jobâ? Julieâs work experience was in a hairdressing salon, so the reference was to the task normally left to the novice hairdresser, âthe blow dryâ.âNo but youâre not far offâ.âGo on then I know youâre bursting to tell meâ.âThe guy who owns the hairdressers, lives two blocks away, and heâs been giving me a lift in and bringing me homeâ.âSo youâve been hanging around him all dayâ?âNo heâs got loads of shops, we only see him for about ten minutes during the day. No itâs when he gives me a lift home. Yesterday, you know how hot it was. I never thought when I got in the car, I had my skirt pulled up and was getting a wet-wipe from my bag to cool my legs, when I felt him put his hand on my knee. God, I froze. You should have felt it; it made me go all funny. I just sat there while he ran his hand up to my pantiesâ.âChrist Julie! Did he get your pussyâ?âWell no. Not then, but he did todayâ.âWhat he had youâ?âWell I wouldnât have stopped him. But no, he didnât fuck me. But god I thought he was going to. Heâd got my leg up over the back of the seat, and my panties pulled across. He wanked me till I cum. I still havenât stopped shaking, and my legs are like jellyâ.âSo where did this all take placeâ?âUp Carters Laneâ.âWhat he took a detour up the old spinneyâ?âYep. We only stopped for about five minutes yesterday, but today he was eating my pussy for ages. I was sure heâd fuck me, I was scared to death. But then when he put my legs back down I felt so disappointed. When he'd started licking me I was wondering if I should try to stop him if he tried to fuck me. Before heâd finished licking, I wanted that fuck so much I almost asked himâ.âWow! So are you getting a lift with him tomorrowâ?âYep! And Iâm counting on loosing my virginityâ.âYouâre going for it thenâ?âBloody right I am. Iâm taking a spare pair of panties, and some wet-wipes, and I might even take a spare skirtâ.âWon't your mom notice if you come home in a different skirt to the one you leave the house inâ?âGot that sussed. Iâve got that little red skirt; Iâll slip it in my bag with my knickers when I go in the morning. Then when I finish work Iâll slip the little red pussy pelmet on, and if my first fuck turns out to be a bleeder, then it wonât matterâ.âGod youâve worked it all out. You are seriousâ.âYou betâya. When I come home tomorrow my cherry will have been popped. Whoaaaaaaa!ââHang on a minute. How do I know youâre not just making this all upâ?âWhy would Iâ?âYou might just want to win the betâ. There had been the usual bragging at school last week, about whether anyone would get lucky during their work experience, and we'd had a bet to see who would be first to score.âWell yes I do, but itâs all true what Iâve been sayingâ.âSo your pussy is still wetâ?âYes! And my pantiesâ.âSo!ââWhat dâya mean? Soâ?âSo if theyâre still wet. Prove itâ.âReally? You want me to show youâ?âWell itâs the only way Iâll know for sureâ.Iâd been sitting on the edge of the bath, and she was sitting on the loo with the seat lid down. She slid forward, opening her legs, and lifted her skirt.âSee!âYes I could see, and I tilted my bag, so the camera would see as well.âOk so your panties are wet, you could have pissed yourselfâ.It worked; she slid her fingers into the side of her gusset, and gave it a tug. Then she used the thumb and fore finger of her other hand, and opened her pussy lips, showing her glistening slimy wet pink hole.âWell now are you convincedâ?âYeh ok. Cover it up quickly before you start attracting the fliesâ. With that, she let go of her pussy, dropped her skirt, stood up and grabbed the wet flannel out of the wash-hand basin, and threw it at me, laughing as she said.âYou fucking bitch, you were just having me onâ.âWell I wondered how far youâd go. I didnât recon on a pussy show. You wait till I tell the girls at schoolâ.âYou wouldnâtâ?âIâll see. Maybe I can think of some kind of favour you can do for meâ.âLike whatâ?âDonât know yet, but Iâll think of oneâ.âAnyway gotâa go, momâll be flipping her lid by now. Itâs her keep fit nightâ.âWill I see you laterâ?âDoubt it I gotâa lot things to do tonight. See ya tomorrowâ.âSee yaâ.âWhere the heck have you been till now? You know Tuesdays is a rush for me. Everythingâs done; it just needs serving up when dad gets in. Iâm running late now, Iâll just dash up and get ready, then Iâll be off. Oh, and Gordon will be in late heâs got a cricket match tonight, so Iâll probably be back before himâ. And with that she was off upstairs. That whirlwind, in-case you hadnât guessed was my mom, sheâd let fly at me as soon as Iâd walked in. And Gordon is my 20 year old brother. But in all her rushing around, she had been oblivious to me thrusting my bag-cam under her shower coat. Yes she must have already showered, and had been preparing the meal dressed in one of those shower coats, loose fitting, made out of towel material, and only coming down to her bum. Now although at this stage I couldnât see under it, it would be very unusual for her to have put any panties on if she was dressed like that.Now I rushed into daddyâs study, and turned the monitor on. Yes! Its still in recording mode, nothing crashed. Ok letâs stop recording, and see what weâve got. It wants a file name, god what shall I call it. Who cares, âTempâ will do. Shit! Fucking hell! I do that every time Iâm in a rush. I named the bloody thing, but didnât pay attention as to where it was going to put it.
Select C: System, âSearchâ, âTempâ, âSearch Nowâ. If daddy were here heâd be saying, âMore haste less speedâ.Gotcha! There it is. Iâll cut it now and paste it in my folder so I know where it is. Fucking hell this must be a big file. Ok done now, here goes. Come-on open up you bastard! Iâm sweating, Iâm that impatient. Media player is there, but itâs taking forever to load the file. At last! Ok itâs got a picture, itâs only the ceiling, but itâs working. Try the fast forward button. Yes its working, now weâve got white-out, must be the sky outside. The house roof, ok back to normal speed. Now Julie's front door, the picture is so clear once its had a second to sort out its light levels.Jesus Daddy will flip at this, as the door opens, the clearest shot up Janeâs dress as it billows forward with the draft blowing through the door. First look I think she hasnât got any panties on, but no itâs a thong, but a skimpy one. I play this bit at normal speed, now sheâs turned around and going towards her kitchen, thin string of the thong is totally disappeared up the crack of her bum! Even with a picture this clear its difficult to tell sheâs wearing any at all. Oh yes this is good, daddyâs got to be impressed with this as she moves around the kitchen the glimpses of her crotch are astounding. Spin through the bit where it looks up my skirt as I go up the stairs.Now back to normal speed to see Fanny show her fanny as she side steps past me, YES! Got it to perfection, centre screen. Oh shit, I can hear mom coming down. No time to shutdown, Iâll just turn-off the monitor, and go and sit in the lounge.âWhat are you up toâ?âNothing mom. Whyâ?âWell you look as guilty as hell, and your dadâs study door is closed. That was open earlier. Have you been on his computer againâ?âI was justâŠâŠâŠâ but I didnât get chance to finish my sentence.âOh hell Iâm late. Iâll have to let your dad sort it out. Can I trust you to behave yourself until your dad gets homeâ?âCourse you canâ.âOk bye, Iâll be home about 8:30â.Iâll be good till dad gets home, but I never said Iâd be good once he gets here. Ok now sheâs gone get a second camera from the box, and go up to her bed room. Ok camera hidden in-between the millions of bottles and lotions on the shelves above her dressing table. Back down stairs to connect the other end, and get this camera recording. Well ok got a picture, but not really got the whole bed, Iâll dash back up and move it a bit. This is harder than I thought; it takes about 6 goes before I can say Iâm happy with it. Ok now for the camera in my bag, daddy mustnât know I took these pictures deliberately. Get the camera out, un-tape it from the box, and now lie it in the bag facing upwards. Its too far from the edge of the bag to be able to get it close up anyone skirt, and if I donât pick-up the bag carefully, then itâll tip over. But who cares Iâve got the pictures and this is just a cover. Now to check out the rest of the tape, oh no, not time, thatâs daddyâs car I can here pulling in the drive. Ok quickly re-name the file and plonk it on daddyâs desk-top.Thereâs the front door.âHI ANYBODY HOMEâ? He shouts up the stairs as he comes in.âIn your study. Come see what Iâve doneâ. He doesnât like anyone in his study, and although heâs useless on the PC he hates other people going on it. So me saying I was in his study was like lighting the blue touch paper. He came storming in, dropping his briefcase at the doorway.âLinda what have you been up to. Iâve told you before that computer cost money, itâs not a toyâ. By now I was out of his chair and he was sat down.âI know that daddy. But Iâm working with a guy whoâs a computer whiz kid, and heâs explained exactly how to get your cameras workingâ.âLook Iâve been trying for 4 weeks now, talking to guys who work with computers all day, and even with their advice I havenât managed to even get the sound card working. So how do you expect to find something I havenâtâ?âSo youâre not interested in me showing you them workingâ?âWhat do you mean? Youâre not trying to tell me youâve got a picture out of themâ?âWell I can get a picture, but Iâm not sure about recordingâ.âYou can get a picture? Howâ?Now I said I had little skimpy red panties on, and he was now sitting at the PC. So, I was stood alongside daddy, legs spread wide either side of my bag, little camera not been disturbed, so still pointing directly upwards.âWell I think if you click on that little icon that looks like an eye, it should open a cameraâ. He moved the mouse and clicked, the picture appeared, sized at full screen. I knew what would appear, but it still took me a second or two for my brain to process the view from that angle. Daddy obviously didnât know where the camera was, and what he was looking at. Then the penny dropped, and he blurted out.âWhere the hell is the cameraâ?âOh. I bet its still in my bagâ, then looking all round the room, I looked down, and brought my leg back to the other side of the bag.âOops. Sorry about that. It was looking up my legsâ. Now although it had taken daddy a while to work out what the picture was, Iâm sure heâd realized it was an up skirt. The detail was so clear it would have been impossible not to, I think he just couldn't imagine how his camera was getting it.âWhat is the camera doing in your bag anywayâ?âOh I forgot. Once Iâd got the system working, I put it on record, and I put the camera in my bag to take it around to Julieâsâ.âWhat forâ?âTo see if it would pick up from that distanceâ.âAnd did itâ?âOops. When I got to Julieâs house, Iâd forgotten about having the camera, so I never even tried it. Itâs been stuck in my bag all the timeâ.âTypical woman. You get some guy to help you get the system working, then forget what youâre doing and go off natteringâ.âSorry. But donât I get a kiss for getting it workingâ?âYes of course you do, come hereâ.Nice big stride placing my foot by his chair, knowing full well my bag was directly in-between my legs, facing him so I couldnât see the screen, arms around the back of his neck.His eyes were glued to the monitor, as I turned his face to mine and kissed him. This was all too much for him, he hadnât had time to pucker up for the normal daddy daughter kiss, lips tight shut. As I kissed him I pushed hard with my tongue, and he didnât keep his teeth closed. Our tongues met, and my body quivered, Iâm sure it did something for him as well, but he pushed me away.âLinda what are you playing atâ? Now heâd pushed us apart, he must be back to seeing the view up my legs.âOh come on daddy, I thought youâd be pleased I got your cameraâs workingâ?I was still stood there legs wide open.âI am darling. But you shouldnât kiss daddy like thatâ.âWhy not? Do I taste badâ?âNo dear of course notâ.âWell I was just showing you how much I love you. Iâm not a little girl any more; Iâm almost a working girl. Why canât I kiss like Iâm grown upâ?âWell itâs not that simple, you know I love you. But mom wouldnât like you kissing me that wayâ.âSo just cos mom donât like it, you wonât kiss me any moreâ? I stepped violently back across my bag, kicking it over as I did, and stormed to the door.âAnd I thought you be pleased with me, seems thereâs no pleasing some peopleâ.âJulie! Julie, come back hereâ. Iâd already left the room, but I walked back and stood in the door way, pretending to cry.âNo Iâve got to go and get changed; youâve missed your chance. And if you're interested, then I named the file I recorded as âtry one'. Judging by the view you just got of my knickers, it might have recorded something, so at least youâll know if it works at that range. And your teas on the table, itâs only salad, so it wonât get coldâ. I went upstairs to give him chance to find the file, hoping he'd get himself worked up. I slipped on a loose lightweight summer dress, short, and full fitting. Iâd removed my bra, and knickers, and quietly sneaked down the stairs. I opened the back door and crept around the side of the house, to the outside of the window to daddyâs study. I was stood up, not kneeling, as I was actually on the flower beds. So to keep low and not be seen my hands were on the window sill, and I was bent over forwards, looking through the window.I was so intent on what I was peeping at, I never even thought about there being someone peeping at me. So daddy was playing the video Iâd recorded, and using the occasional fast forward to go from one bit to another. From my vantage point I could see his monitor clearly, and his back was towards me. Iâd been there about 18 minutes, before daddy had got to the end of the recording.All this time I could see he had one hand down by his dick, but he didnât appear to be wanking. Now he got up and was furtively going out of the room. Shit I hope I havenât missed my chance. Was he going to sneak up to my room to fuck me? I turned quickly and jumped from the flower bed to the path, and caught a glimpse of Mr Brown, Julie's dad, as he ducked back behind a bush in his garden. The filthy bugger must have been ogling my pussy. No time to worry about that now, I didnât even acknowledge that Iâd seen him.I ran around to the kitchen, and could see daddy was at the end of the hall, looking up the stairs. Shit! He turned around and started back towards the kitchen, I hope he didnât see me. I took a quick peek; he was leaving the kitchen and going back towards his study. I run back to the study window, on the way I see Mr Brown in his garden, but don't acknowledge the fact. He immediately hides behind a bush, and I guess heâs going to be looking up my skirt again, but who cares.Daddy has pushed his chair back from his desk, and heâs undoing his belt. Now heâs sat back down and put the video on to play again. From where I am I canât see his prick, but the action of his right hand tells me heâs in full jack-off. Now is my time to pounce. I sneak very quietly back into the house, reaching the edge of the door to his study. The door is closed, so I take a deep breath, here goes.I give two loud raps on the door as I turn the handle and burst into the room. Heâs stunned for a second, then while pulling his trousers together he blurts out.âJulie! Bloody hell canât a guy get any bloody privacy, even in his own studyâ?As I backed out of the door closing it behind me I replied.âSorry daddy I was only coming to tell you I was sorry for upsetting you earlierâ.He must have got himself all tucked back in, and straightened up, almost immediately he was calling.âJulie! Come back Julie I didnât mean to shout. Please darling come back. Let me explainâ.I went back and he was sitting at his desk, head in his hands, bowed down, looking so guilty. Sorry I burst in like that, but I was just coming back to tell you I love you. Even if Iâm not your favourite little girl any moreâ.âJulie. Donât be like that, you know I love you, youâll always be daddyâs favourite little girl. Come on come and give me a hugâ.âI donât want to be your little girl, thatâs what Iâm saying. I wanted to show you Iâve grown up nowâ.âYou have darling, that was very clever getting my cameras workingâ.âNo. I wanted to kiss you like a woman; I wanted you to kiss meâ.âBut youâre my daughterâ!âSo now youâve stopped loving meâ?âNo course I havenâtâ.âLet me kiss you, and you kiss me properly, show me you love me. Mom never has time for me, and our Brian hates me, Iâve only got you daddy. Please Iâll never do it if anyone else is around, it can be our secretâ.âCome here, but no one else must know Iâve done this with youâ. I walked slowly towards him, stopping to put my bag back to its upright position.âLeave that Iâll pick the camera up laterâ.âNo, Iâm sorry I kicked it, I was angry. Iâll put it backâ. I took my time placing the bag where I would need to step over it, and fussing around to make sure the camera was pointing upwards. Daddy didnât say anything, but it was obvious I was making sure heâd see up my dress. Then I took up the same position, one foot by his, the second some distance away the other side of the camera. I didnât rush to kiss him, but stooped slightly giving him an even better view.âIâm still your girl daddy, but Iâve grown up nowâ. With that, I cupped his face with my hands and put my mouth to his. Out tongues meet again, but this time he didnât push me away. As I rolled my tongue around his, his tongue came from his mouth, and entered mine. This was it, Iâd got him, I sucked on his tongue, and we were locked in the slimy clinch for at least 5 minutes. By which time I was standing astride his legs and his hand was on my pussy, fingers pushing in deep. Now I was reaching for his belt, and sliding down his zipper. Boy was he hard, but I must admit, Iâd expected him to have been bigger, not that Iâd ever tell him that. I eased myself towards him and lowered myself onto his shaft, if heâd been unwilling, he sure wasnât showing it. Our mouths connect again and as his prick rammed up inside me, his tongue pushed hard into my mouth. Iâd wanted this to be something very special, my first fuck with daddy. But before Iâd realized what was happening, he was jerking his hips, and I could feel his warm spunk in my eager pussy. I rode him for as long as I could, but not long after heâd shot his load, it all went limp, and my hope disappeared with his melting prick. âGod Linda! We shouldnât have done thatâ.âBut daddy you were so good. And itâs not your fault, if mommy wasnât such a bitch you wouldnât need to jack-offâ.âLINDA! Donât talk like that about your mom!ââBut daddy, you know itâs true. Itâs not fair you having to play with yourself after going out to work. Mommy should be waiting here to look after youâ.âThatâs as maybe. But we must never do that againâ.âBut daddy! Wasnât I any goodâ?âLook Linda, you know you were. But we canât, itâs not rightâ.âBut I was goodâ?âYes you were good. But please never put me in that position again, youâre so sweet and I havenât got the willpower to resistâ.âSo why try? Come on take me up to your room, and show me I'm your favouriteâ.âWe canât your brother could walk in any secondâ.With that I stood back and took hold of his hand, pulling him from his chair.âNo Linda, we canâtâ.I pulled all the harder, not that I was ever going to get him out of the chair if he didnât want to move.âYes we can, mom said Brian wonât be home till after her, heâs playing cricket, so weâve got ages yet. So unless youâre saying you donât love meâ?He rose from his chair, and followed me. We walked hand in hand in complete silence. When we reached mommyâs room, I walked to the bed and pulled all the covers off the bed.âWhere are you goingâ? Asked daddy, as I left the room.âTo get some spare sheets from the airing cupboard. You donât wanâ a leave any evidence when you make me cumâ.âLinda! You sure this is the first time youâve done thisâ?As I walked back in the room, I spread the fresh sheets on the bed, while saying.âDaddy! What do you mean! I swear before this week Iâve never even been fingeredâ. WELL I WASNâT LYING.âSorry my little darling, I donât know why I said that. I know you would never do that kind of thing with anyone elseâ.Now Iâd got sheets on the bed I walked across and started to strip him, he went to lift my dress off.âNo daddy. Not yetâ. He didnât argue, but meekly stood there while I stripped him naked. Then I said, âDo you want me daddyâ? His prick could have answered for him.âOh yes! You know I want youâ.âCan I ask you to do it special for meâ?âSpecial! What do you meanâ?âWas I good for you in your studyâ?âYou know you wereâ.âWell this time, will you do it to me the way I want? Like Iâve dreamed aboutâ?âYouâve dreamed aboutâ?âOh yes daddy Iâve dreamed about you doing this to me for months nowâ.âOf course Iâll do anything you wantâ.âOk let me lie down, and Iâll pretend to be asleep. I want you to come in and get a hand full of your ties. Then gently take each one of my arms and tie me to the head board, but be careful you donât wake me. Then tie my legs, but make sure the knots are real good, when I wake, I want to be able to thrash about, and not escapeâ.âAre you sure about thisâ?âPlease daddy you did promise. Once Iâm securely tied, I want you to rip my dress from hem to neck, so you can see me naked. Then Iâll wake-up and start fighting you. But you have to force, even slap me if I make too much noise. Do it for realâ.âNo. Linda I think youâre asking too muchâ.âBut daddy you promised. Pleaseâ.âWhyâ?âItâs my dream; I want you to rape me. I want you to make me do as you say. Be really cruelâ.âBut I can't, I love you and youâre my little girlâ.âBut you want to fuck meâ?âYou know thatâ.âSo rape me, if youâve ever wanted to do something with mommy, and she was to frigid, then make me do it! Make me scared of you, make me your slaveâ.âThis is not what I thought you wanted me to come up here forâ.âBut youâll do itâ?âOk, but what about your skin getting marked if I slap youâ?âThen slap me somewhere it wonât showâ.âOk but how will I know Iâm not going too farâ?âDaddy you can do with me what ever you want, but please will you eat my pussy first, then once youâve got me aroused, you can pretend Iâm Fanny from next doorâ.âFanny? You mean Francis, whatâs she got to do with itâ?âDonât get uptight daddy, Iâve seen you looking at her sunbathing, then going back to your greenhouse for a wankâ.âI donât know....â but I cut him short.âDonât worry daddy your secrets safe with me. If you want you can punish me for watching you. Or just close your eyes and pretend youâre fucking Fanny. So long as you make me cum, I donât care who youâre fucking in your mindâ.I walked to the bed and lay down, saying.âGo on get out. I want you to creep in when Iâm asleepâ. Then I lay still and waited. He was so gentle, taking my hands one at a time, and tying the knots around my wrists. Daddy might not be good at many things, but he knew his knots, and these were not the pretend knots you see in most TV and films. Now he was pulling my left leg across, and though he was gentle, he was now pulling quite hard, and I slid down the bed until the tie on my right wrist pulled tight. Then as he took my right leg and tied my ankle he looped it through the bed post and pulled. God did he pull? It was like being stretched on the rack. Iâd told him to do it for real, and for real is what I was getting. I had planned to pretend to be asleep until he was well into eating my pussy, but he was stretching that hard it hurt, and I winced as the knots on my ties all started cutting into my wrists. These werenât his neck ties he was using; this was some kind of thin nylon rope. This was not going to break, no matter how hard I struggled! As my pretence of sleep was now exposed, I thought I might as well start my performance.I opened my eyes and shook violently against my bonds, but I was really tightly held and there was very little movement possible.âDaddy! What are you doingâ? He didnât answer, but stood on the bed above me, naked, his prick only semi-hard now. He knelt astride my bust, his prick dropping down to my lips. I lunged up as if trying to take a bite at it.âGet off me you bastardâ. This shocked him, but then he realized I was getting into the act, and he responded accordingly, with a very hard slap across my belly. That was no pretend slap; it cracked as it came into contact with my soft tummy.I let out a yell as I smarted with the pain; this was a real yell to match the real pain! He once again lowered his prick towards my mouth, this time more cautiously. But as I repeated my attempt to bite his dick, he was ready with his hand, and he grabbed my jaw from under my chin. His grip was tight, squeezing hard into my cheeks. While holding me, he lifted his leg back over my body, so he was now kneeling along side me. He now brought his free hand down slapping my pussy. I instinctively let out a yell, but this was muffled by his hand restraining my jaw.âListen my girl. If you try biting me again, Iâll make that pussy of yours so sore you wonât sit down for a weekâ.Now at this point his last slap had actually reduced me to tears, real ones! But I still thought I try pushing him more. So when he asked, âAre you going to be a good girl and suck daddyâs dickâ?I answered, âNo you bastard. Leave me aloneâ.At this a torrent of slaps rained down on my pussy, one after another, and I fought with all my might, sobbing loudly. How many slaps I took I donât know, but the pain was so acute I think I peed myself.This time when he asked me, I meekly nodded my head and through my sobs said ok daddy. His dick was hard as hell by now, and he plunged it into my mouth. In no time at all he was in a 69 position, fucking deep into my throat, while lapping around my stinging pussy with his tongue. The pain had somehow intensified the sensitivity of my clit, and I lifted for him willingly. His prick was well into my windpipe, thrusting deep and hard.
I had no way of pushing him up to get his to let me take air, and I did actually black-out!It was only later seeing the recording that I know what happened next! He was so intent on shooting his seed, that heâd forgotten I needed air. It was a good job my mom hadnât been letting him have a regular fuck, other wise I could have been suffocated. As it was, he took no time at all to cum, and pulled out almost immediately, turning to she how I was reacting to his efforts. The look of horror and panic on his face was not an act! He suddenly realised what heâd done, and started by slapping my face side to side, and shouting, âWake up! Linda! Wake upâ! But I was genuinely out cold! Now he pulled my head back. And opened my mouth. He then proceeded to give me the âkiss of lifeâ. He was taking very deep breaths, then putting his lips to mine, and blowing his air into my mouth. This went on for quite some minutes, and as I say I only know this by watching the recording some time later. But even watching it, and knowing Iâd survived, I was sitting on the edge of my seat like it was a movie.It is obvious as Iâm telling you this that I did eventually come to life. But as I did so, it was with a lot of coughing, and pulling against my bonds. Daddy immediately pulled at his knots, and released both my wrists. I instinctively rolled face down and coughed up loads of white milky cum onto the bed. He was now rubbing and patting my back, saying.âCome on cough it all out. Thatâs it. Are you okâ? I lay on my side for a while, face down breathing very erratically. As I started to gain my senses, I went back to my acting. I sat up and flung my arms around him.âSorry daddy. Please donât hurt me any more. Iâll do what ever you tell me, only please donât kill meâ!This spooked daddy big style, and he pushed me away from him.âLook Linda this has gone far enoughâ. Then as he started untying my ankles, âAre you feeling okâ?Still sobbing, âYes daddy, please donât hurt me any more; Iâll be a good girl and let you put your thing in meâ.âLook Linda. This has gone far enough; Iâm not playing your games any more. If youâre ok, Iâll leave you to clean up and Iâm going down the pub (Bar)â. Before Iâd had chance to say if I was ok or not, he was gone, carrying his clothes with him. Well if my plan had worked, this would look like a genuine rape of a daughter buy a brutal daddy, Iâd have him under my thumb for life!I now had to get myself and momâs room cleaned up as quickly as possible. I rushed around doing the room first, and then dashed to the shower. When I got out, I had some very red cheeks, and a very sore pussy. But the biggest problem was my wrists and ankles. I put cream on them, but there was little else I could do. Now back downstairs to stop it recording, and copy that file onto a CD, I wanted a copy of that where daddy couldnât get at it. At this time, I hadnât got time to look at this file; I had more things to do. Now I opened the recording from earlier, and searched it rapidly to find the part where Iâd come home, and mom had been dashing around the kitchen in her bath robe. This was perfect, as Iâd thought; she just slipped the robe on after her shower, like Iâd just done. And like me now, she hadnât got any knickers on either! So this part I cut from the rest and made into a separate file.Iâd only just saved it when I heard mom coming in, instead of getting up from dads desk, I sat there, and pulled up an old homework project on the screen.âHi Momâ.âLinda! What are you doing, I told you earlier, your dad doesnât like you using the computerâ.âItâs ok mom. Dad says I can use it when ever I want now, in-fact he was the one who told me to do this project on hereâ.âWell ok if youâre sure, but Iâll be asking him when he comes down from his greenhouseâ.âHeâs not up the greenhouse. He said he was going down the pubâ.âThe PUB! Thatâs not like your dad. Did one of his friends call for himâ?âNo he was on his ownâ.âOk. Iâll talk to him when he gets in. Iâm going upstairs to lie down, and then Iâll be having a showerâ.âOkâ.Now for some inside information about my mom. Every Tuesday she goes to keep fit, and as soon as she comes in she goes to her room to lie down. Well her description of a lie down, and yours might not be the same. I recon sheâs got the hots for the guy who runs the keep fit class. One evening, quite by accident, I walked into her room while she was having one of these lie downs. I only wanted to ask her something, and as I opened her door, I saw her. Yes she was lying down on her bed, but she had no panties on, legs up and spread wide. And her fingers were working her pussy like crazy. She didn't notice me, not because she was to engrossed, but she had on a black-out mask, the type used for migraines, and her personal stereo with earplugs. I watched her for some moments, amazed that she still had sexual desires. Since then Iâve listened at her bedroom door several times, and I know this is a regular routine.So now I start the camera in her room recording again, but I also watch for a while. Well as Iâd expected mom was soon laid down, mask on and earplugs in. She raised her legs spreading them wide, to reveal her naked pussy. Her fingers started playing around the clit, and she was almost immediately lifting her hips. Then the fingers of one hand found the entrance to her hole, and in they went, manipulating vigorously. Suddenly my trance was broken, by the noise of Brian and three of his buddies coming in the back door. I hadnât realised, but I had been playing with my pussy while Iâd been watching mom. The noise at the door, brought me to my senses, and I quickly straightened up my bathrobe.They all came through to the lounge, and on went the TV, and then they fired up the play station. As they all sat around in the lounge Brian looked in to where I was sitting at dadâs desk, and said.âHey, what are you doing on there? Dadâll blow his top when I tell himâ.âDonât be such a creep. Why donât you just get on with playing your silly games and leave me aloneâ. Then one of his buddies (Garry) leaned his head around the door, and said.âIâd rather come and play with you! Iâve got a stonking hard you could look after for meâ.âHey thatâs my kid sister youâre talking toâ.âSo! She can still give head canât sheâ?Before Brian had chance to reply, I spoke up.âDonât get so worked up Brian, heâs only pulling your leg. Any way I bet you guys prefer a real woman like this one dads got on hereâ.All the guys got to their feet, and as they came into the room Brian said.âWhat are you going on aboutâ?I clicked on the file Iâd just cut, the one showing up momâs bathrobe.âBloody hell! Look at the pussy on that! God Iâd give her oneâ, came Brianâs remark.âFucking hell whatâs your dad doing with porn like thatâ?âDonât know. How did you find that Lindaâ?âI was doing my homework, and I lost my file. Then I found this oneâ.The clip ended, and Brian said.âGo on run that again sis. I donât know how dad got it, but sheâs fucking hotâ.I clicked, and it started running again.âDonât you know who it isâ?âNo. Should Iâ?âI would have thought so; canât you recognise the kitchen cupboards? I know you donât go in the kitchen that muchâ.âShit Brian! Itâs your momâ!âI was wondering how long it was going to take you guys to work it outâ.âLinda youâre fucking sickâ!âMe sick! You lot were the ones getting all hottttttttt, looking at mom's pussyâ.âWell turn it off. It ainât rightâ.I stopped the file, and clicked the camera in momâs bedroom onto real time display, and sound.âUhh uhh oh ohh uhhâ, the unmistakable sounds of pleasure as moms hips heaved up and down, her fingers clear to see really ramming into her pussy.âWhat the fucking hell! Thatâs your mom again! How many clips of her have you gotâ?âThis isnât a clip, not yet anyway. This is live. Sheâs up there now beating her pussy. Dying for someone to give her a fuckingâ.âHey Linda! Donât talk like that about momâ!âDonât be so fucking touchy. You can see Iâm right. She wouldnât be able to let you lot fuck her, but if you held her down and give her one, I bet sheâd secretly be pleasedâ.âI said donât talk about mom like thatâ!âBut sheâs right. Look at her go. If ever there was a woman who wanted to be fucked, your mom doesâ.âLook guys, this ainât right. Thatâs my momâ.âYes Brian, the same mom that you were just saying âwas fucking hotttttttâ, and that âyouâd like to give her oneâ. It still a pussy! And you can see she needs a fuck as much as you guys doâ.âBut she wouldnât let us lot fuck herâ! Said Garry.âShe's got a mask on and ear plugs in, you could all get hold of her at once, and hold her while you take turns to fuck herâ.âWhat rape herâ?âIt isnât really rape. You know she wants it, its just she couldnât really say come on up and fuck me. But you can see she would if she couldâ.âNaa, sheâll call the cops and weâll all be in troubleâ.âDo you really think sheâd call the cops, if you show her this video of her frigging herself? Youâve only got to threaten to send a copy to all the other parents in the parent teacher club she goes to. She wonât dare breathe a word. Go on quick before she cums, or youâll miss your chanceâ.âWhat do you reconâ?âIâm up for itâ.âAnd meâ.âLook guys, thatâs my momâ!âSo like your sis says, sheâs got a pussy thatâs begging for itâ.âBut you canâtâ.âWe not only can. But weâre gonâa. So are you with us, or are you going to stop and watch on the PCâ?âOh fuck! Come on then letâs get herâ. That was it, the fire was lit, and now it would turn into an inferno, impossible to extinguish. I just sat and watched on the PC. The door opened, and I saw all four of them sneaking into momâs room. She was oblivious to their presence, laid on the bed, eyes covered, walkman flooding her head with music, legs wide open frigging herself. Jim went to one side of the bed and Alan went to the other, whilst my brother stood behind Garry who was busily getting stripped off at the foot of the bed ready for action. Brian stood there as though he couldnât decide whether to join in or help mom. The guys either side were now in position, and they were both stripped.You could see by the hand gestures and head nodding they were all ready, and as soon as Garry gave the sign the two guys leapt into action. They dived onto mom from both side, taking an arm apiece, and Jim gripping mom across her mouth, stopping her from making a sound. Alan had got one of momâs legs, so as Garry jumped onto the bed to mount mom, he only had one flailing leg to contend with. Mom was bucking and struggling violently, but Garry was into her and fucking like crazy without any real difficulty.Gradually as her resistance subsided, they pulled her mask off, and removed her earplugs. As mom realised who her attackers were, first she renewed her struggle, and then Alan started trying to calm her down.âHey Mrs Thomas, stop struggling, were not going to hurt youâ.Then Jim chipped in, âYes just calm down, you know you want a good fucking, and if you promise not to scream I can let go of your mouth. Are you going to be sensible? You know you canât stop us, so thereâs no point in struggling like this and getting hurt. Come on just enjoy it. Thatâs better. Iâm going to take my hand away, and if you scream Iâll hit you. OK?âI could see mom attempting to nod her head, while all the time Garry had been bashing away at her, and now looked like he was about to reach his climax. His bum was pounding into mom shooting his spunk deep inside her. Jim lifted his hand slowly away from her mouth, but left it hovering in readiness to either slap her or re-apply his grip. Mom didnât appear to make a sound, and as Garry lifted himself off her, I got a full view of her pussy which was seeping out milky spunk. Brian was still stood back by moms dressing table, so I donât think she realised he was there.Alan passed moms wrist over to Garry as he came around to the side of the bed. Now it was Alanâs turn, mom never attempted to struggle, and as Alan eased himself up inside her, you could tell she was letting her bodies desires take over. It started gradually with her lifting her legs wider and then wrapping them around Alanâs back. Then she was using her legs to lift herself up to meet his thrusting. Now both Jim and Garry had released her wrists, and once sheâd got her arms wrapped around Alan, that was it. It was as though she hadnât been fucked for weeks.Not only was she thrashing herself up to meet his thrusting, but she was now shouting deep sexy instructions to her lover.âFuck me you raping bastard! Come on then, if you think youâre man enough! Oooooh yes! Go on fuck me hard!â This shouting was really making Alan work at it; he pounded her for all he was worth. Then as with Garry you could see the change in movement as he started violently jerking his cum into momâs pussy. At this mom's legs dropped to the bed, and her arms flailed about. As Alan lifted himself free, she was writhing about jerking in all directions. Jim was at the foot of the bed ready to take his turn, but there was no way he could attempt to get mounted.It took the best part of three minutes before sheâd settled down, and Jim climbed onto the bed. As he was pushing himself into momâs pussy, she was lifting herself up onto her elbows and saying.âCome on then how many more is there after youâ?When suddenly she caught sight of Brian standing back by the dressing table.âBRIAN! What the hell are you doing there! Oh god get off meâ. And with that she started to struggle and try to get free. They all pounced back onto her, restraining her while Jim started his fuck. It took quite a few minutes before she settled down enough for them to release her, but she eventually did. Jim completed his fuck, and was able to deliver his spunk deep inside momâs pussy without any protest.This fuck had not however got mom to the point of orgasm, and as he climbed off the bed she just sat up.âWell is that it? Have you all done with me nowâ?The three guys looked across to Brian, but did not speak. She looked at Brian, and then asked in a sarcastic voice.âDonât tell me youâre gonâaâ fuck me as wellâ? Garry then joined in, âWell? Look if you donât want a go, Iâm gonâa have another go at herâ.Then Jim piped up, âCome-on Bri, sheâs as hot as hell. Just forget sheâs your mom. You saw how fucking wild she isâ.Brian started to walk towards the bed, then mom spoke up, you could detect the edge of panic in her voice.âBrian. You stop there. Brian! Donât you dare take another stepâ, and with that she went to jump off the bed. Once again she was pounced on from all sides, this time three guys holding her tightly. They restrained her with legs spread wide, but kept propped up to make sure she got a good view of her son stripping off in preparation to fuck her. Garry had his hand clamped firmly around her mouth, to prevent any screaming. Brian was not rushing, and before heâd dropped his pants, Garry was asking mom.âIf you promise to be sensible and not to scream, Iâll take my hand off your mouthâ.Mom nodded, and Garry removed his hand. Mom immediately started pleading with Brian.âBrian please! Iâm begging you. Iâll do anything else you want, but donât rape meâ.Brian didnât speak, but Garry soon answered.âOk Mrs Thomas if we let you go, youâll give Bri a blow jobâ?âI wasnât talking to you. Brian please listen to me. You canât do this to me, Iâm your motherâ.By now Brian was stood at the bottom of the bed naked, Iâd caught a glimpse of his hard dick while he was stripping, but now with his back to me, I only had his bum in view. He answered mom.âOk mom. So if I get the guys to let you go, youâll get on your hands and knees and blow meâ?âOh Brian. Please. You wouldnât make me do thatâ?âI wasnât going to make you. You said youâd do anything I wanted. Well, I want you to blow meâ.âBut Brian, Iâm your motherâ.âSo? You fucked my buddies. And donât tell me you werenât enjoying it, cos you were fucking like a bitch on heatâ.âThatâs not fair; you saw what they did to meâ.âThatâs enough talking. Either you agree to blow me or Iâm gonâa fuck you. Whatâs it gonâa be. Be quickâ!âOk Iâll do it. But Iâll never forgive youâ.âWho the fuck cares about being forgiven, you ainât no priest. Just make sure if we let you loose, that you do as youâre toldâ.âOkâ.âLet her loose guys. And you bitch. Get on your hands and knees and get sucking thisâ. As soon as she was let go she climbed onto her hands and knees, and crawled down the bed. This bit I couldnât see, but it was obvious she was on his dick. It took no time at all before my brother's arse cheeks were clenching in spasms as his spunk rose up his shaft and into moms throat. When she sat up on the bed, the spunk was evident around her lips, and she put her hand to her mouth and proceeded to cough up the spunk into it.âHey donât waste it. Youâre supposed to swallow itâ, said Garry.âCough! Cough! Look Iâve had as much as I can take of you little bastards ordering about. The lot of you had better fuck off now or Iâm calling the policeâ! Brian came back with a sudden remark that stunned mom rigid.âSHUT-UP YOU FUCKING BITCHâ, and then as he lifted her hand back up to her mouth and tipped her head back. âGET THAT FUCKING SHIT DOWN YOUR THROAT BEFORE I FUCKING RAM IT DOWN FOR YOUâ!Momâs attitude changed, and she obeyed instantly, licking her hand clean. She hardly finished before Brian issued another order, not shouting this time but still in a forceful tone.âNow bitch, get back on the bed and spread your legs. And Iâm not asking, Iâm telling youâ. As I said he wasnât shouting, but even sitting hear watching, a shiver went down my back. Mom did exactly as sheâd been told, not a word spoken.The guys around the bed stood looking in amazement as Brian mounted mom. She was broken, her spirit crushed. Almost as soon as he started pushing his dick into her, she lifted like a willing slut. Her blow job had relieved his pent-up libido, so now he was able to take his time. Every thrust Brian gave, was greeted with and equal and opposite thrust from momâs hips giving her maximum penetration. This was now developing from what had begun as a frenzied rape, into a passionate love embrace. It almost felt wrong to intrude on the magic of the moment by watching them. Neither of them could have realised, they were both oblivious to anyone elseâs presence. Their mouths were locked together, and this was no act. Some how it was like a long lost lover having a re-united embrace. Oh god! This was so good to watch that without knowing I was stretched out on dadâs chair finger deep up my pussy going at it for all I was worth. But what turns me on obviously wasnât doing anything for the guys upstairs.âThatâs gross, heâs got his tongue down his momâs throatâ, said Alan.âYeh, and sheâs just as badâ, chipped in Garry.âCome-on lets get him off there I want another fuckâ, was Jimâs contribution.âAre we gonâa let him finish firstâ? Asked Garry.âNo I want a fuck nowâ, replied Jim.âNow come-on guys! It is his mom! Its only fair we let him shoot his loadâ, reasoned Alan.âWell ok. But he hadnât better take too long about itâ, said Jim.Their bickering destroyed my potential orgasm, and I was getting hot under the collar, not now in a sexual way, but in a kind of rage. If Iâd have been a boy, I bet Iâd have gone up there to make sure my brother was left alone to finish his love making. But I suppose if I had have been male, my reaction might have been the same as those other guys. Anyway I sat there watching and hoping theyâd leave him alone until they both reached their climax. I didnât need to wait long, soon Brianâs erratic jerking signalled his success, and mom went into her uncontrolled convulsion. Brian had completely emptied his balls, and he lifted himself off mom. But she carried on oblivious to her audience.Now Jim might have been desperate, and thought he was next, but Garry was the leader of this pack, and it only took him to lift his arm up blocking Jimâs path, to make him back down. So while Garry climbed back on the bed to have another go at mom, Jim had to stand back once again watching. Brian was once again stood back to one side, looking very confused. His passion had overcome his conscience, and now I think he was wondering what had come over him. As Garry bashed away and mom responded with equal eagerness, Brianâs face showed his distaste for what was going on. Then as Garry delivered his love seed, pumping it deep into momâs pussy, Jim was once again standing there ready to pounce.But as Garry got to his feet, Jim was once again stopped, this time by Alan. âHang on a minute! Who said you were having the next turnâ?âLook Alan, youâd better back off, or Iâll fucking flatten youâ.âHey guys! Wow up there. Thereâs no need to come to blowsâ, said Garry pushing his arm in-between them. Then looking across at mom who was laid on the bed propped up resting on her elbows, legs still spread wide open, âSheâs fucking gagging for it, why donât you both take her at onceâ. At this mom closed her legs, and blurted out.âDonât you dare! Iâm not letting anyone take my bottomâ.âDonât worry I ainât no queer, thereâs no way Iâm fucking your arseâ, said Jim.âMe neitherâ, said Alan.âWho mentioned her arse? You can double fuck her cunt. Sheâs as sloppy as fuck. One of you get on top and roll her over, the other get stuck up from behind herâ.âFucking hell yesâ! Said Jim, lunging forward.âNo you donât. Youâre not double fucking me which ever way you tryâ.Garry went round to one side of the bed, and grabbed an arm and one leg, saying, âCome-on Brian, gr
