Chapter 8
(MF, Mggg, MMMMg, exhib, mast, anal, oral)
Billie Jean hooks up with Buddy while Phil takes Filly & friends on a river trip. Phil and the Parsleys gang bang Filly. Billie Jean entertains the band...
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Filly had left both kitchen doors open, and I saw the girls cuddled together naked when I got up. My morning wood transmuted from pine to hickory in an instant. I sat on the toilet to pee because I knew my piss stream would be wildly erratic.
I was pouring my second mug of java when Edie entered nude. "Good morning, Mr. Lander."
"Good morning, Edie."
"I thought it would be okay to be naked since you already saw us naked."
"You'll hear no complaint from me."
"I mean, it ain't like we're sexy or anything. We ain't got no boobies."
"As you well know, there are some men who are into hot little boobless babes."
"But not you?"
"I respectfully refuse to answer on the grounds it might incriminate me."
"Really? But you and Mrs. Lander…"
"You spied on us yesterday evening?"
Edie blushed brightly, and shook her head in denial before realizing I wasn't upset or angry about her voyeuristic activities. "You knew?"
"Yes. And I'm afraid we got a bit carried away and said things that might shock and disturb young innocent minds."
"It was weird. But it was a sexy kind of weird. I could tell that Filly knew about her Mom being a slut, and you liking her being a slut. But she was as shocked as me and Sharon when she heard about the stuff y'all did with that Buddy guy."
"We didn't plan on getting that explicit. We got carried away, and once we started, we couldn't stop."
"Y'all knew that we were in the kitchen?"
"The kitchen light was on, and there's a gap between the bottom of the door and the floor where we could see shadows. And, no light was shining through the keyhole."
"Wow!"
"What the hell,"I sighed. "To be completely honest, we planned with Filly to have y'all peek and eavesdrop."
"I kind of thought so."
"Wake the others. I'll get breakfast started."
I fried bacon and scrambled a dozen eggs while the kids made toast and buttered it.
"Why are you the only one wearing clothes?"Billie Jean asked when she woke up.
"I do not fry bacon in the nude. It's painful."
"The bacon's been fried," she said. "Don't act like you're shy about showing that thing off. You're proud of it, and you should be. It's big and beautiful."
"I told Edie..."
"I heard. I silently frigged myself while I listened."
I stripped while the girls watched.
"Wow!"Edie exclaimed. "It's huge."
"Like a horse's cock,"Sharon added.
"Y'all saw it last night through the keyhole,"I said.
"Yes, sir,"Edie said. "But it's different when you're seeing it up close. It's almost scary."
"Let's eat breakfast, and get this show on the road,"I said.
After washing and drying the dishes, we dressed and headed south in my Fuckwagon. On the way down, we had a no-holds-barred conversation about our erotic activities. Edie's brother, Eddie, had fucked her, Sharon and Sharon's older sister, Bernadette (B.B.). The pedorgy with the Parsleys was their first sexual experience with grownups. They loved it.
The CDR (Chihuahuan Desert Resort) was our first stop. Billie Jean inquired about Buddy's whereabouts, and was told he had a bunk in a room in the resort's warehouse, over a small hill behind the motel.
"Is room number one available?"Billie Jean asked.
"For y'all and the kids?"Barbara asked.
"No. Phil and the girls are going horseback riding in Quicksilver City. Then he'll return the girls home afterward. I've decided to stay over."
"Oh,"Barbara replied with a lewd grin, handing her the key.
Billie Jean gave Filly and me kisses, and sent us on our way.
The stableboy told us a large church group was on a long ride, and all of the stable's horses were taken.
"How about a river trip?" Jeff, the resort manager, asked.
The girls eagerly nodded agreement.
"You can handle that. Can't you, Gabe?"he asked the stableboy.
"I never took customers down,"Gabe said.
"You know more about this river and the country than I do. You've tagged along on enough trips to know the spiel,"Jeff said.
"Y'all don't mind having a 13-year-old take you down the river. Do you? There'll be no charge. I'd get in trouble for violating child labor laws if I hired him to be your guide. I'm loaning him the raft, so he can float some friends down the Rio."
"I'm Gabe Acosta,"the kid said extending his right hand.
I shook his hand, "I'm Phil Lander."
"You are?"he gasped. He obviously hadn't recognized me with my clothes on.
"Yes, I am. This is my daughter, Filly, and her friends, Sharon and Edie."
They took turns shaking his hand.
Gabe asked Jeff, "Can we do Boquillas Canyon, with a La Linda takeout?"
"If you can find someone to do the shuttle."
He telephoned someone, and spoke in Spanish. Then to me, "My cousin, Sixto, will do it for Twenty dollars."
"No problema."
Twenty minutes later, an ancient rusty dusty dented International Scout arrived, towing a homemade wooden trailer.
Sixto looked familiar. I didn't realize who he was until we were on the river. He had been the driver of the stolen Bronco, attempting to smuggle pot packed on the exhaust manifold.
The canyon was magnificent. The girls were enthralled. We oohed and aahed at the sights.
"You really have to do an overnight or a three-day to really explore the canyon,"Gabe said.
"You mean, like camping out in tents and stuff?"Edie asked.
"Wait a month 'til it's warmer, and sleep under the stars," he said.
"Would you be our guide?"Filly asked.
"I'd be happy to be your guide."
"Do you think Mom would want to do it?"
Gabe blushed at the mention of my wife.
"She would love it!"
Sixto arrived at the La Linda crossing as we were pulling the boat out of the water on the Mexican side.
"Where are you from?" Sixto asked.
"Chemical City. We moved to Montenegro in January."
"My uncle Beto lives in Chemical City. He works at the refinery. I don't know how people can live with that stink."
"You adapt. You quit noticing it."
"There was good fishing on Karankawa Bay. Auryville, on Karankawa Island, is a great place to party on the beach," Sixto said. "Beto says that it was wide open in the fifties. Gambling and prostitution 24 hours a day, every day of the year."
"Yep. Karankawa County's Sin City. It died after the Texas Rangers shut it down, and Las Vegas opened up."
"How do you like the Big Bend?" Sixto asked. "Big change from the Gulf Coast."
"We fucking love it!" Filly said.
"I've lived in Montenegro my whole life,"Sharon said. "This is the first time I've been on the river."
"Me too,"Edie said. "It is so fucking cool. I wished I lived down here instead of that uptight shithole."
"Girls!"I admonished. "Watch your language. Some people do not appreciate naughtiness; especially from little girls."
"I don't mind," Sixto said. "My 11-year-old sister, Elena, cusses like a fucking drunken sailor when there aren't any grownups around."
The sun was low in the west when we returned to Quicksilver City.
Billie Jean and Buddy rode into the resort on Buddy's Harley as I was loading the girls into the fuckwagon.
"How was your horseback ride?"Billie Jean asked.
"We went on a river trip instead, "Filly said. "It was fucking fantastic. Gabe said that he would take us on an overnighter or a 3-day when it gets warmer."
"Gabe?"Buddy asked.
"Yep. That Gabe. He didn't recognize me with my clothes on."
Buddy gave a cautionary glance at the girls.
"These sneaky kids eavesdropped, and heard us talking about you," Billie Jean explained. "We have no secrets from our daughter and her friends. We're hoping they can keep it to themselves."
"We will!" the girls chorused.
"As far as I know, the folks up north aren't aware of my slutty reputation, and they don't seem as accepting of the un-normal as the people down here."
"I have to get moving, and get Sharon and Edie home,"I said. "What time do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?"
"I'll give her a ride when she's ready," Buddy said with a grin.
"You want to ride 80 miles on the back of a motorcycle?"I asked.
"It's like having a big vibrator between my legs. I love it!"
"You really are a slut."
"You're the one who turned me on, and turned me loose. You're not regretting it. Are you?"
"No. Not at all."
"Good! Because I don't think I can stop now."
"What are your plans for the night?"
"Dan and the Lost Boys are playing at El Cuevo again tonight. I'm going to see if the boys need a groupie."
"How old are they?"Edie asked.
"High school juniors and seniors."
We were about 20 miles north of Rudy's Butte when Filly said, "Sharon and Edie want to see your cock again before you take them home."
I pulled off to the side of the two lane blacktop on the top of a steep hill, where we could see approaching vehicles a mile away in either direction. Edie looked over my left shoulder and Sharon over the right as I tugged my pants down to my upper thighs, exposing my rapidly growing cock.
"Wow!"Sharon exclaimed. "It's so big!"
"Can I feel it?"Edie asked.
"You have to say, ‘May I'," Filly instructed. "Daddy's a grammar Nazi."
"May I feel your big cock?"
"I really shouldn't."
"We won't tell nobody," Edie swore. "Honest."
"Jack him off. Jack off Daddy's cock," Filly suggested.
Sharon and Edie each wrapped a hand around my shaft, and stroked it. They leaned over my shoulders with their cheeks next to mine. I turned my head and kissed them.
The kissing turned passionate. Then, I felt my daughter's lips around the head, and ejaculated. She swallowed most of it. Then, she kissed me, returning some cum.
"What the fuck! I want to eat pussy," I said, climbing over the back of the front seat. We crowded into the rear, lowered the back of the rear seat, and closed the drapes.
"Keep lookout, Filly."
I busily licked one prepubescent pussy then other, before realizing I'd have to focus on one at a time to get them off.
"Who goes first?"I asked.
Sharon raised her hand, and said, "Me!"
Edie pulled my face into her crotch and wrapped her legs around my neck. It didn't take long to induce an intense orgasm.
Sharon came even quicker.
A pickup with a camper cover whizzed past as she spastically humped my face.
"Filly! You're supposed to keep look-out."
"Sorry," she said. Then, "It's turning around."
We quickly pulled our pants up and got out of the car.
Deputy Givens was driving. His parents sat beside him. "Need any help?"he asked.
"No. We just stopped to enjoy the view," I said.
"These are my parents; Louise and Elwood. They wanted to tour the park."
"Those were excellent photos of my son with the criminals," Louise said.
"Thank you, ma'am," I replied. "I have to get going and get these girls home."
Edie's family lived in a tract home subdivision, west of the highway. Edie's father managed the local grocery store. Her mother was a housewife. Sharon's home was in a custom home subdivision on the east side.
"What now, Dad?"
"I would really love to watch you and the Parsley's having fun."
"Cool."
Everyone was busy with guests when we arrived at the hotel. The weekends were always busy with the Club Fed visitors, but the clear skies and above 70 degree temperatures attracted more people than usual. I handed Charles a note, inviting him and his brothers to a party when business died down.
I didn't realize how tired I was until I laid down. A knock on the door woke us at 10:15. The kitchen closed at 10.
"Trevor is entertaining his cowboys," Charles said entering with Harris and Ronald.
"Get naked," Filly commanded. "I want Daddy to see me with two dicks at a time."
Harris and Ronald went first, with Harris pounding her derriere while Ronald fucked her mouth. She was exuberantly joyful. Like a child opening Christmas presents. It was highly erotic without being obscene.
Ronald came first, causing Harris to cum, triggering Filly's climax.
She beckoned me when she recovered from her orgasm, and kissed me passionately before going down on me. "Charlie, butt-fuck me while I suck my Daddy's big cock."
Neither Charles nor I lasted long. My orgasm was the most intense I had ever experienced. I momentarily grayed out.
"Holy Shit!"I sighed. "That was wild."
"Let's do it again!"Filly said. "Wash those dicks first," she ordered Charles and Harris.
The encore lasted longer. Charles got head while Harris got tail. Her anus wasn't yet ready for my penis. Ronald sodomized her while she fellated her father again. She performed with even more enthusiasm than before.
The Parsleys departed. Filly and I cuddled together. "Did you like that, Daddy? Was it as good as doing it with other men and Mom?"
"Not a fair question. Your mother and I have only done it with one other man. And, in this day and age, adult threesomes are practically socially acceptable. It's not illegal. On the other hand, our little orgy was highly taboo and illegal. That adds greatly to the intensity of the act. And, I have to tell you, that was the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced. I nearly fainted."
"I'm glad," she giggled.
The phone woke me at 2 a.m.
"Say hello to my husband, Philip," Billie Jean said.
A chorus of boys voices sang, "Hello, Philip!"
"Phil, say hello to the Lost Boys, Charlie Dupre, Kevin Hancock, Don Talbert and Vernon Crawford. Charlie's the drummer, Kevin on stand-up bass, Don on accordion, and Vern is the flautist."
"I didn't know Dan had a flautist."
"He joined the group right after we left last week."
"And you're their new groupie."
"We're on the motel's front porch pay phone. As soon as I hang up, they're going to carry me to room number one, and we're going to orgy until we drop."
"Wish I was there," I said wistfully.
"We'll do it again soon. I know you're going to fucking love it. Bye, Babe."
"Bye," I said to a dead line.
In Chapter 9 Phil joins his wife's orgy with the band, and Filly watches Mom & Dad in a 3-some with Buddy...