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The Old Guest House - A Nancy Screw Mystery
by Nat Sherman (natsherman13@yahoo.com)
***
Young sleuth Nancy Screw and her friends have recently
unlocked the mysteries of sex. When a new girl arrives
on the first day of school, Nancy is intrigued. When
she discovers her father, the handsome Carson Screw,
has secretly attended a meeting with the new girl's
family in their guest house, Nancy and George must
figure out what's going on! (M+/ff, inc, parody)
***
Chapter 1
It was the morning of the first day of school at River
Heights High. Nancy Screw was just out of the shower
and drying off. Her good friend Georgine Payne, who
preferred to be called George, was sitting on Nancy's
bed in her short, plaid school skirt looking at Nancy's
family album.
"Gosh, your father is hot." George exclaimed as she
flipped through the photo album. "I bet he's got a
gorgeous cock."
"George!" Nancy said, pretending to be shocked. "You're
talking about my father."
"So? What's the big deal? Bess and I are cousins and
we've been having sex together with you all summer."
Bess Carvin was Nancy's other best friend. The three
friends had been curious about sex for sometime and had
discussed it often. Earlier that summer they were
having a sleepover at George's house and George showed
the girls some of the magazines she found in her attic.
Nancy couldn't help wondering what it was like to do
the things they saw in the pictures. And so the three
girls peeled off their nighties and began to explore
one another's bodies. From that night on, the three
friends had sex as often as they could. The summer had
been filled searching the mysteries of sexual pleasure
and discovering new and exciting sexual adventures.
"Anyway," George continued - staring at a picture of
Nancy's handsome father, "I'd fuck him if he was my
dad. Do you suppose he's fucking your housekeeper?"
"Anna?" Nancy asked. "I don't know." Honestly, the
thought had not crossed her mind before, but suddenly
she pictured her housekeeper, Anna Green bent over as
her father, Carson Screw fucked her hard and fast from
behind. The truth was, Nancy had often thought about
her father's cock.
Nancy's mother had died when she was quite young. Her
father had raised her with Anna's help. Nancy loved her
father. She often wondered what it would be like to
feel his rigid manhood sliding in her pussy. Many times
that summer she had fucked her young cunt with the
handle of her hairbrush, fantasizing that it was her
father's hard cock. She knew that it wasn't acceptable
to have such thoughts, so she didn't say anything.
Nevertheless, the thought of her father thrusting his
erect manhood deep inside her dripping wet pussy was
something that never ceased to bring her pleasure.
Turning around to get her school uniform out of the
closet, Nancy realized George had hiked up her skirt
and had no panties underneath. "George! You're not
wearing any underwear!" Nancy exclaimed with surprise.
"I know," George said with a mischievous smile on her
face. "I thought I would give Mr. Franklin a little
something to think about in history class." She let her
fingers slide up the shaved folds of her sixteen-year-
old cunt and found her swollen clitoris. She then began
to run the tip of her finger lightly over it, sending
pleasurable sensations through her body.
"Jeepers, George, you're just awful." Nancy said.
"No I'm not. I always catch Mr. Franklin staring at me.
I just figured I'd give him something to see. Who
knows? Maybe he'll keep me after class and fuck me."
Nancy looked over at George's gorgeous cunt and then
looked at the clock. They didn't have much time until
school started, but Nancy knew from experience that
they could bring each other off in no time flat. She
walked over to the bed and climbed over George into a
69 position.
"Don't get my school uniform dirty," George teased.
"Shut up and lick my pussy!" Nancy urged, lowering her
bare teen cunt onto George's face. As soon as she felt
George's tongue sliding up her warm, wet slit, Nancy
shuddered with pleasure. She reached down and pulled
George's cunt lips apart. She could see how wet her
friend's pussy was and she immediately had the craving
to taste the tangy, sweet nectar of her friend's cunt.
She leaned down and let her tongue flick across
George's clit. She knew George loved this, and sure
enough the girl's hips thrust upward towards Nancy's
tongue. Nancy now placed her mouth full against
George's cunt and sucked lightly as her tongue massaged
the erect clit.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh my gosh," George groaned into Nancy's
pussy.
Nancy felt the vibrations of George's moans against her
cunt and it felt wonderful. Waves of pleasure moved
through her body. She felt George's finger sliding into
her. George and Nancy had learned very quickly where
the secret spot was inside their respective pussies.
Nancy now took her finger and slid it around the outer
lips of George's love hole as her tongue continued to
give a lot of attention to George's clit.
It was a rush for Nancy each time she felt the
incredible pleasure of having her friend sucking or
fucking her cunt as she was doing the same to them.
Nancy now slid her finger deep inside George's cunt. It
was sopping wet and she pulled her finger out, sucking
on it eagerly - tasting her friend's sex.
"Golly you have the tastiest cunt." Nancy exclaimed
before diving down for more. Her tongue lapped
feverishly at George's pussy as she felt George
reaching deep inside of her. George's finger reached
upward and began to massage the upper wall of Nancy's
pussy as her tongue worked hard and fast against
Nancy's clit.
"Oh yes!" Nancy exclaimed between licks at George's
cunt. Their bodies were pushing hard against each other
now. Nancy began to feel her cunt contract as her
orgasm began to build. She was always surprised how
powerful and how incredible her climax could be. The
closer she came to climax the more eager she became to
bring George off. She fucked her finger hard and fast
into George's pussy. George liked getting fucked this
way and she knew that it would bring George off
quickly.
The girls sucked and licked at each other's cunts.
Their faces were coated with the residue of their sex.
Their tongues licked quickly against each other's clits
as their fingers fucked each other's tight, young
vaginas furiously.
Suddenly, Nancy had an idea. Reaching for her trusty
hairbrush she stuck it in her mouth, immediately she
tasted her own cunt. She had used it when she woke up
that morning to bring herself to her usual wake-up
orgasm. Making sure that the handle was well lubricated
with her saliva; she then reached down and slid the
knobbed end of the brush against the very top of
George's pussy slit.
"So, you want to fuck my father?" Nancy asked.
"Mmmmmmm," George acknowledged without lifting her
mouth from Nancy's wet pussy.
"You want to feel his long hard cock fucking your
pussy?"
Again George groaned into Nancy's cunt as she thrust
her hips upward. This was turning George on, and Nancy
could feel the sexual excitement building in her
friend's body. She moved the knobbed end of the
hairbrush handle slowly down across George's clit,
making sure to massage the slippery, smooth plastic
across it several times. George began fucking her hips
upward in anticipation of what Nancy was about to do.
"Will you be a good little slut for my father? Will you
do what ever he wants you to do?" Nancy asked. George
moaned again. "Say it! I want to hear you say it!"
"Yes!" George cried from between Nancy's legs. "I want
to be your father's slut!"
Nancy felt George's tongue penetrate her pussy once
again. She slowly slid the handle of her hairbrush into
the tight opening of her friend's pussy. "Can't you
just feel his cock entering you? Can't you imagine that
gorgeous prick filling your pussy?" As she said this
she slowly pushed the handle into George's opening. It
was an incredibly erotic sight watching it disappear
inside.
Both girls were imagining Carson Screw's paternal cock
impaling George's petite teen body with his cock. The
hairbrush slipped easily into George's pussy as the
excitement made her juices flow. Nancy applied pressure
on the handle so the knob massaged the sensitive upper
wall of George's pussy. She placed her tongue hard and
flat against George's clit and began fucking the
hairbrush with increasing speed in and out of George's
pussy.
"Come on, George. Fuck my father's prick. Be a good
slut for daddy and fuck his big cock." George now began
thrusting herself against the hairbrush as Nancy
furiously fucked her friend. Nancy felt George's entire
body begin to tense beneath her and she knew that her
orgasm was imminent.
"That's it! Cum for daddy! Cum all over his big cock!"
Nancy said, pounding her hairbrush deep and fast into
George's cunt. "Be a good little slut and cum on
daddy's prick!"
"Oh Nancy! Oh NANCY!" George cried into Nancy's
dripping pussy. George's finger was now fucking Nancy's
cunt in harmony with Nancy's rapid strokes. The girls
simultaneously felt their bodies begin to shudder as
their climaxes hit.
"Oh YES! OH YES! OH FUCK!" George screamed, her body
uncontrollably shuddering. Waves of pleasure overtook
her young body.
"Fuck daddy! Fuck daddy! Ohhhhhhh FUCK!" Nancy groaned.
Her own orgasm was amazing. The thought of watching her
father's cock slamming into George's young cunt - of
sharing her father with her best friend - was intensely
exciting to her. The climax hit fast and hard, rocking
her body with amazing ferocity.
Both girls rode the peak of their mutual orgasm,
letting their tongues, their fingers and the hairbrush
continue to stimulate their teen-age pussies until they
couldn't take it any more. Slowly they came down from
the heights of their passion - bodies covered with
perspiration and gasping for breath. Nancy's cunt juice
coated George's face and dripped down her cheeks and
chin.
Nancy extracted her hairbrush from George's pussy. It
was covered in her friend's juices. She slipped the
handle into her mouth and sucked the nectar from the
handle, quietly imagining that she was sucking George's
pussy juice from the shaft of her father's throbbing
cock as it spilled his cum down her mouth. The lewd
thought brought one last orgasmic wave through her body
and she shook. Slowly coming off of her sexual
mountaintop, Nancy looked at the clock on her vanity.
"Oh my gosh, George! We're going to be late for
school!" Nancy cried, scrambling off the bed and
reaching for her clothes.
Chapter 2
Nancy and George sped into the high school parking lot
in Nancy's roadster. They had barely enough time to
wash up and get to first period. Their first period
class was Social Studies with Miss Gamble. George's
cousin, Bess Carvin, was in the class with them and
they found that Bess had saved them a seat. Nancy and
George scrambled into their seats just as the bell was
about to ring.
"Where have you two been?" Bess asked. Nancy and George
just looked at each other and giggled. Bess knew them
well enough to guess what had kept them. "Jeepers, you
two! I can't leave you alone for a second. Well? Fess
up."
George leaned over to her cousin. "I'll tell you later.
It was incredible!"
"I'm so jealous. Why did my mom insist on bringing me
to school this morning?" Bess groaned.
The bell rang and Miss Gamble stepped into the room,
shutting the door behind her. Sally Gamble was a young
teacher. She was tall and thin with long brunette hair
and dark eyes. Nancy noticed the teacher's breasts.
They weren't overly large, but seemed proportionately
big on the woman's thin frame. Nancy liked Miss
Gamble's sharp features and thought the woman was
beautiful. Nancy also knew that Miss Gamble had been
moved to the high school after she has been caught
fucking one of her 7th grade students at the junior
high.
Nancy's father had defended Miss Gamble and, therefore,
Nancy knew plenty about it. She kept her father's cases
confidential, of course. She would never do anything to
hurt her father. She had not told George or Bess about
the incident. Nancy's father discovered that the sex
was consensual between Miss Gamble and the boy. Rather
than making a big scandal for the entire town, the
school decided to move Miss Gamble to the high school
and the boy's parents enrolled him in the local
parochial school.
Nancy watched Miss Gamble move to her desk and imagined
the teacher laying on the desk, legs spread wide as her
twelve-year-old student thrust his boy cock into her
cunt. How exciting that must have been, Nancy thought.
Nancy wondered if the boy was old enough to cum and if
he'd shot off inside her. Did she swallow his cum? She
wondered how big his prick had been and what it must
have looked like when Miss Gamble took the youngster's
erection into her mouth.
Nancy loved cocks. Soon after she and her friends had
experimented with sex she had let her boyfriend, Ned,
fuck her. She began to look forward to every chance she
got to play with a cock. She had even coaxed an
erection from little Tommy Franklin while babysitting
him during the summer. Tommy's mother always asked
Nancy to give the boy a bath before bedtime which gave
Nancy the opportunity to play with his little penis.
The first time she gave him a bath she used the soap to
generously lather his little cock and balls.
Tommy loved it and soon sported a little two-inch
erection. From that point on, the boy always asked
Nancy to "clean really good right there." Nancy loved
sliding her fingers up and down the small shaft. She
soon realized that any cock would turn her on - large
or small - young or old. She wondered once again what
her father's cock looked like. She wondered what the
twelve-year-old cock looked like that fucked Miss
Gamble. She didn't have time to think about it,
however, because Miss Gamble called for attention and
began class.
"Boys and girls, welcome back to another year here at
River Heights High School. I trust you all had a nice
summer. I'd like to hear about what some of you did
with your summer."
Nancy, George and Bess all looked at each other and
smiled, knowingly. Together they wondered what Miss
Gamble would say if they told her what they had really
been up to that summer. Nancy imagined Miss Gamble
listening to the three friends describing their sexual
adventures and then spreading her legs, inviting the
girls up her skirt to demonstrate what they'd learned.
She would then give them some lessons of her own,
showing each girl the pleasure of seducing a young boy
- feeling his young cock fucking their respective
cunts.
"Class?" Miss Gamble said, pulling Nancy's thoughts
away from her fantasies. "We have a new student this
year. Bridgette Hamilton has moved to River Heights
from New York with her family. I've invited Bridgette
to come to the front of the class and tell us a little
bit about herself.
Nancy turned around and saw the girl rise from her
seat. Bridgette Hamilton was not unlike Miss Gamble.
She was thin with long, dark hair that fell half-way
down her back. Her pert, young breasts jutted out
beneath the uniform sweater she wore. Nancy swallowed
hard as she watched the girl brush past her. She
smelled the girl's cologne. Most of all, Nancy realized
that the girl carried herself differently than almost
anyone she knew.
She exuded an air of self-assurance. As Bridgette
turned to face the class, Nancy saw that the girl had
bright, pale-blue eyes that sparkled in sharp contrast
to the dark hair that outlined her face. There was also
a sense of sultry sensuality about the girl that
excited Nancy.
"She's rich," Bess whispered in Nancy's ear. "Her
family bought the old Van Dyke mansion."
"Hello. My name is Bridgette Hamilton," the girl began
with a smile. "I moved here this summer. My father
bought the chemical plant outside of town and we moved
here just two weeks ago. I'm the oldest of three
children. My brother, Tad, is in 7th grade. My sister,
Elizabeth, is nine-years-old. My family is very close
and we enjoy spending a lot of time together. I love
tennis, golf and swimming. I'm looking forward to
making some new friends here in River Heights."
Bridgette finished and headed back to her seat. Miss
Gamble then began hearing from others in the class
about their summer activities. When class was over,
Nancy moved quickly to the back of the room and found
Bridgette Hamilton pulling her books from beneath the
seat of the desk.
"Hi!" Nancy said, extending her hand. "I'm Nancy Screw.
Welcome to River Heights."
Bridgette smiled at Nancy and took her hand. "Thank
you. It's nice to meet you." Bridgette said.
"Listen, I'm getting together tonight to study with my
friends Bess and Georgine. We'd love to have you join
us."
"I'm sorry. I have some plans with my family tonight,"
Bridgette said apologetically. "Thanks for asking,
though. Maybe some other time."
"Sure. Anytime," Nancy responded, hiding her
disappointment. There was something that really
intrigued her about Bridgette Hamilton. She wanted a
chance to learn more about this girl.
Nancy was soon absorbed in her day and didn't think
much about Bridgette. She and Ned had managed to sneak
beneath the bleachers of the football field during
lunch. Nancy leaned over and kissed Ned. She felt his
hand moving up her sweater. His sweaty young hands
pawed at her breasts. Nancy slid her palm down across
the erection in Ned's dungarees.
"Nancy?" Ned asked breathlessly, "It would sure be
swell if you could do that thing with your mouth."
Why can't he just say "blowjob?" Nancy wondered,
dropping to her knees and unzipping Ned's fly. She
reached into his fly and pulled his teen-age prick
through the opening. Nancy liked Ned a lot, and she'd
had some fun playing with his cock and letting him fuck
her. At the same time, Nancy thought Ned was a little
square. He did have a nice cock, though. Nancy let her
tongue roll around the head of his erect prick. She
could taste the saltiness of the pre-cum that dripped
from the piss slit. She then wrapped her fingers around
the cock shaft and pumped it up and down as her mouth
suckled the bulbous head.
Ned closed his eyes and began to breathe heavily as he
thrust his cock into Nancy's mouth. She had given Ned
blowjobs regularly for the past two months, but they
had become quite routine. She loved the feeling of a
cock in her mouth. She loved it when Ned would cum on
her tongue. She loved drinking in his thick, salty
offering. Nevertheless, Ned always stood there with his
eyes closed.
He never said a word. He never touched her. Once he had
cum he was done and never offered to go down on Nancy.
Nancy secretly wished that Ned would grab her head and
fuck her mouth passionately. She wished he would beg
her to take his cock, crying out, "Take my cock! Suck
it!"
She wanted Ned to be a man like her father. Nancy was
positive that Carson would be a passionate, forceful
lover. She began fantasizing that the cock she was
sucking was her fathers. She imagined her father, his
large, muscular frame naked before her. She pictured
herself naked, on her knees before him. He grabbed the
back of her had and fucked his cock hard, deep and fast
into her mouth.
"That's it Nancy, suck daddy's cock" he would groan as
he fucked her face with wild abandon. Nancy could feel
her cunt begin to get wet as she fantasized the
incestuous scene. "Oh, baby," her father would moan,
"you love sucking my cock don't you? Take it, you
wonderful little slut!"
"Yes daddy!" she would cry between sucks. "I love your
cock. I want you to cum on my face! I want you to give
me all your cum so I can drink it all!"
Nancy suddenly realized that Ned would never be like
that. She had learned how to bring Ned off quickly, but
she usually enjoyed making it last. After all, Ned was
the only cock she really had at the moment. She figured
she better enjoy it, even if she had to fantasize that
it was her father's cock she was blowing. She slowly
slid her mouth down the shaft. Relaxing her throat, she
let the head move down the back as her mouth reached
Ned's pubic hair. She then slowly pulled back, clamping
her mouth around the cock and sucking hard. As she
pulled back she pressed her tongue against the
underside of Ned's cock.
When her lips reached the hood of his cock head, Nancy
grabbed the shaft once again. It was now slippery with
her spit and she began to jack the shaft as her tongue
and lips focused their attention on the cockhead. She
moved her hand faster, milking the erection. Ned's
breathing became more rapid and she could feel his cock
begin to throb. It was only a matter of time now. Nancy
let the tip of her tongue flick along the sensitive
underside of the cockhead as she pulled fast and
furious on the shaft.
"Ohhhhhhhh" was all that Ned said as his cock erupted.
Nancy clamped her lips around the top of his cock and
felt the jet of thick cum hit the back of her throat.
She swallowed quickly and felt another eruption of
warmth in her mouth - then another - then another. She
squeezed Ned's throbbing prick and yanked hard to coax
every drop of teen-age jizz from his balls.
Nancy had come to enjoy the taste and texture of semen.
In fact, she had acquired a kind of craving for it. She
loved letting the thick, salty liquid fall on her
tongue and fill her mouth. She relished the moment and
when his cock finally became limp in Nancy's mouth, she
let it go. Ned looked down at Nancy as he tucked his
cock back into his fly. "Gosh, Nancy. That felt great!"
Nancy stood and gave Ned a peck on the cheek. "I'm glad
you liked it, Ned." True to form, Ned picked up his
books and headed to class, leaving Nancy with a big wet
stain on her lacy pink panties and thoroughly
unsatisfied. "What a selfish prick," Nancy thought.
Bess had suggested that she, Nancy and George should
agree to suck off the entire football team if they won
the conference championships. Her first thought had
been that Ned would be furious, but suddenly she didn't
care what Ned thought. Nancy loved the idea of all
those cocks spilling their jism in her mouth. She
decided that she would agree to do it even if the team
lost every game!
The afternoon classes sped by quickly. Nancy and Bess
drove to Nancy's house in her roadster. George had
agreed to meet them there after dinner. Anna Green,
Nancy's housekeeper, was at the house and greeted them
when they got home. She explained to Nancy that her
father had a late meeting and would not be home until
well after dinner. Anna had cookies and milk waiting
for them and the girls gobbled up the cookies, telling
Anna about their day.
Anna was not a gorgeous woman, but her warm and bubbly
personality was attractive as was her figure. George's
suggestion that Anna and her father were sexually
involved made Nancy picture Anna in a new way. As the
housekeeper scurried around the kitchen, Nancy
lustfully looked at her petite body and amble tits.
Nancy could see the lace of Anna's bra beneath the
thin, cotton blouse she wore. I'll bet she had big,
hard nipples, Nancy thought.
Nancy wondered if Anna had ever been with another
woman, thinking about what it would be like to slide
her tongue down the slit of her housekeeper's cunt. As
Nancy took a big drink of milk she looked at Anna's
tits and fantasized that Anna was pregnant with her
half-brother; that her tits were full of mother's milk
and she had just suckled a mouthful of the warm liquid
from the large, erect nipple.
Nancy and Bess retired to Nancy's room and worked on
homework together. With Anna in the house they were
afraid that they might get caught if they fooled
around, so they decided to stick to the books. Around
6:00 they heard George knock on the door and Anna
letting her in. Moments later George rushed into the
room.
"Nancy, you little hold out!" George exclaimed.
"Hold out? What do you mean, George?" Nancy asked.
"On the way over here I saw your dad pull into the
driveway at the old Van Dyke mansion. You didn't tell
us that he was working for the new girl's family!"
"I didn't know!" Nancy responded, wondering why her
father had not said anything to her. Her father usually
confided in Nancy. Why wouldn't he say something? He
had to know that the Hamilton family had a girl Nancy's
age. Her father surely would have said something.
Perhaps he had just received a call for the appointment
that afternoon. There had to be an explanation. Nancy
got up and went downstairs to find Anna making a pie.
"Anna? Do you know where my father's meeting was this
evening?" She asked.
"Why? Is everything alright?" the housekeeper asked.
"Yes, fine. I just wondered. He didn't say anything to
me about it."
"I don't know why," Anna responded with a shrug, "he
told me about it last week. He didn't say what it was."
"Thanks. We're going to run down to the malt shop and
see some of our friends." Nancy told the housekeeper.
She then ran up to get her friends. In a few moments
they were in Nancy's roadster heading towards the Van
Dyke mansion.
The mansion was on an estate not far from Nancy's
house. It was a stately, old Victorian mansion on
several acres of land. Behind the main house was a
multi-car garage with the chauffeur's quarters above.
There was also a sizeable guest house. Nancy approached
the mansion slowly, but could not see anything on the
top of the hill.
She drove around and parked on the street towards the
back of the estate. There was a long strip of forest
behind the estate approaching the house from the east.
Nancy, Bess and George exited the car and quietly began
making their way through the forest. They slowly
approached the estate, keeping behind the foliage for
cover.
There was a thicket of threes on the south end of the
lawn that provided a good view of the entire estate as
well as excellent cover. The girls skirted the estate
along the southern edge, keeping far enough down the
hill that they could not be spotted, even from the
second floor windows. When they were directly behind
the thicket, they climbed up the hill until they were
well hidden in the thicket.
"Look at all the cars!" Bess whispered.
Sure enough, there were at least a dozen or more cars
parked in the secluded driveway. Nancy spotted her
father's car among them. The back door of the house
opened and a small group of people walked towards the
guest house. Another car pulled up and a family climbed
out. They, too, walked towards the guest house.
"Look at that man! He's HUGE!" George gasped.
Nancy looked and saw two men standing at the front door
of the guest house. One man was average height and
build. The other man was much taller with broad
shoulders and a muscular build. As people approached
the house the man with average-sized man seemed to
check people's names off a clipboard. The people would
then enter the house.
"Look, over there!" Bess said.
Nancy turned and saw another mean-looking man walking
around the perimeter of the house. A few more people
came out of the house. Nancy instantly recognized her
father. He was holding a drink in one hand and was
laughing with another couple. They approached the guest
house, the man with the clipboard checked their names
and they entered the house.
"What do you think is going on?" George asked.
"I don't know," Nancy whispered. "But I'm sure going to
find out."
"Jeepers! How can we? With those rough looking men
patrolling the grounds we'll be caught for sure!" Bess
said.
Nancy thought for a minute before responding. "They
aren't patrolling the entire grounds, just the guest
house. If we stay put we won't be found out. We'll wait
until everyone leaves and then try to check out what's
inside the guest house."
"How long can that be?" George asked.
"It's a school night and we've seen at least two
families enter the house. I'll bet whatever is going on
will wrap up at a decent time. Those kids need to get
to bed!"
"So do I!" Bess whispered. "I can't sit here all night!
My folks will ground me for sure if I'm not home by
seven o'clock."
Nancy rolled her eyes. Sometimes Bess could be a real
priss. "Fine," Nancy retorted, "head straight down the
hill and you won't be spotted. You can make it through
the hedgerow along the southern edge of the estate and
make your way home from there. We'll call you later and
tell you what we discovered."
"Don't get caught!" Bess whispered and disappeared down
the hill.
Nancy and George made themselves comfortable in the
thicket of trees. It was very unlike Nancy's father not
to tell her about a client or about his schedule. He
was always so up front and thorough in letting her know
his schedule. What could possibly be going on that
would cause him to keep it from her? Nancy wasn't sure
but she was sure going to find out. She and George
patiently waited for their opportunity to find out what
was going on inside that guest house.
Chapter 3
Nancy had been right. It was obvious that many of the
people gathered in the old guest house had been there
before the girls arrived. About 7:30 many people began
to leave. Most of the groups were families, though
there were a few couples.
At about eight o'clock Nancy watched her father leave
the guest house. He spoke to a couple as they exited
and they walked him to his car. He got in the car and
left. A few minutes later, Nancy watched Bridgette
Hamilton exit the house with what had to be her younger
siblings. Even in the twilight Nancy was struck by the
way Bridgette carried herself. She seemed older than
her age, and Nancy once again felt that there was an
air of sensuality about her.
Within another half-hour it appeared that everyone had
left the guest house. The men who had been guarding the
place stood outside for a moment with the same couple
who spoke to Nancy's father before he left. It looked
to Nancy and George that the couple gave the men some
money. The three men then got into a truck and drove
away. The couple, who Nancy assumed was Bridgette
Hamilton's parents, then entered the main house.
Nancy and George gave it a few minutes.
"Let's go!" Nancy whispered to George.
The two friends slowly crept from behind the thicket
and made their way towards the old guest house. Even
though it was a guest house, it was quite large. Nancy
led George to the front door. It was dark now and she
wasn't worried about someone seeing them from the main
house. In no time they were at the front door of the
house. Nancy reached out and tried the handle of the
front door. It was unlocked!
The girls slipped into the dark house. Their hearts
were pounding with excitement and fear.
"Can you see anything?" George asked. Their eyes had
adjusted to the darkness, but it was difficult to make
out anything in the dark.
"Let's see if we can find a light switch on one of the
interior rooms. That way it won't be as noticeable that
there is a light on from the main house." Nancy said.
The girls made their way through what must have been
the front living room. There was a hallway straight in
front of them and they moved forward towards what Nancy
assumed was the kitchen. A few feet into the hallway
there was a door on the left. Nancy stepped through the
open door and found herself in a bathroom. She closed
the door until it was almost shut and then hit the
light switch.
"Now, let's take a look around. We'll leave the door
cracked open and it will give us enough light to look
around." Nancy said to George. The girls went back out
into the hallway and retraced their steps to the front
living room.
"What in the world?" George exclaimed.
The living room was quite large but what struck the
girls immediately was the odd placement of furniture.
There were couches lining the perimeter of the room.
Otherwise, there was no furniture except two padded
tables in the middle of the room. They looked like the
same tables her doctor had in his examination room,
except they were a bit shorter. There were also some
large mats like the girls used in gym class and what
looked like mattresses scattered around the floor.
"What do you suppose this is for?" George asked.
"I don't know," Nancy responded.
The girls turned to their left and discovered that the
formal dining area had a large, heavy dining table, but
no chairs.
"This is strange." Nancy said.
"What's strange about it?" a man's voice said from
behind them. The girls jumped and turned around. In the
dim light, all they could make out was the shape of a
man standing in the doorway. "Who are you and what are
you doing in my house?" the man asked.
The girls' hearts were pounding with the fear of being
caught. Both were initially speechless.
"Well, come on. Out with it! What are your names?" the
man demanded.
"Georgine Payne, sir." George muttered.
"I'm Nancy Screw," Nancy added.
The man paused for a moment. "Nancy Screw? You must be
Carson Screw's daughter. I've heard about you," he
said.
"Yes, I am." Nancy responded.
The man flipped on the lights and Nancy immediately
recognized him as the man she assumed was Bridgette's
father. George huddled next to Nancy as the man
approached, looking them both over slowly. He stopped a
few feet away. "What are you doing in here?" he asked.
The girls knew that there was no good excuse, so they
remained silent. After a moment, Mr. Hamilton said,
"You realize, don't you, that you've committed a crime?
What you've done is breaking and entering. That's a
serious crime. I don't think you want your parents
having to go down the police station and bail you out
do you?"
"No, sir," the girls responded.
"In fact, you don't really want your parents to find
out that you were caught breaking into someone's house,
do you?"
"No, sir," they answered again.
Mr. Hamilton pause for a moment and a smile came over
his face. "Good girls. Now, if you do exactly as I tell
you, then we'll forget this whole thing happened,
alright?"
"Yes, sir." The girls said.
"Take off your clothes," Mr. Hamilton demanded softly.
Nancy and George looked at each other in surprise.
"Go on!" Mr. Hamilton said firmly. "Take off your
clothes! NOW!"
The girls began to undress and Mr. Hamilton watched
them. Nancy felt his eyes pouring over her body as she
removed her blouse and let her skirt fall to the floor.
She felt a certain amount of fear, but suddenly she
realized that she was also feeling tremendously
excited. She unhooked her bra and pulled it off,
letting her budding teen-age breasts fall free. George
did the same.
"Nice, girls," Mr. Hamilton said, eyeing them
lustfully. "Very nice, indeed."
The girls took off their panties and were now
completely naked. George stood close to Nancy. Both
girls nipples were hard and jutting out with fear and
anticipation.
"Now, if you don't want your parents to find out you
broke in here then you'll do exactly as I say. If you
refuse any of my demands, then I will call the police
and have you thrown in jail. Do you understand?"
Both girls nodded their heads.
"Good. Now come over here and get on your knees." The
girls walked over and dropped to their knees in front
of the man. Nancy looked up. He was a good looking man
with jet black hair and bright blue eyes - just like
Bridgette. His hair was graying along the temple, which
gave him a distinguished look. His shirt and trousers
were very expensive.
Nancy watched as Mr. Hamilton reached down and unzipped
his fly. He reached in and pulled his cock out. Nancy
and George gasped. Nancy and fucked Ned and George had
fucked a couple of boys from school, but this was the
first man-cock they had seen. Mr. Hamilton's prick was
long and thick - much bigger than anything they'd seen
on the boys. Nancy immediately fell in lust with the
cock. She knew that George would feel the same. She
desperately wanted to take that cock into her mouth and
into her cunt.
"Here you go, girls. Why don't you have a taste of this
cock," Mr. Hamilton said.
Both girls lunged at the erect member, grabbing it and
licking it up and down with their tongues. Mr. Hamilton
was pleased with their eagerness as he watched Nancy
and George take turns pulling his thick tool into their
mouths.
"That's it, girls. Suck my cock! Yeah!" he groaned.
This turned Nancy and George on. They had often talked
about how they liked to be vocal in their sex and hated
the way the boys sat their silent while they went down
on them. Now they were blowing a real man with a huge
cock and he was verbally encouraging their activity.
Nancy currently was working on his cock, letting him
fuck her face as George pumped the shaft. George looked
up lustfully at the man. "You have a wonderful cock Mr.
Hamilton!" she said.
"You like it, Georgine?" he asked.
"Mm-hm!" she cooed.
"You like having your face fucked?" he asked.
"Yes! I love cock!" she responded.
Mr. Hamilton pulled his cock out of Nancy's mouth and
thrust it at George. George opened her mouth and
accepted it as he grabbed her head on either side and
forced his cock deep inside her. Nancy watched at the
erotic sight. She knew that George would be turned on
by this forceful act. Nancy reached over and took
George's tit into her mouth as her hand reached down
and slid over her friend's bare mound. Nancy slipped
her finger down through the lips of George's cunt and
it was absolutely dripping with desire.
"That's it Nancy. Suckle your friend's tit. Play with
her cunt while I fuck her mouth." Mr. Hamilton urged.
He was fucking George's mouth hard and fast. His cock
was coated with saliva and it dripped in big, wet
strands down to the floor and across George's chin and
chest. George was doing her best to relax and not gag
each time Mr. Hamilton thrust his large cock deep in
her throat.
"You like it, George?" Nancy asked. "You like that big
cock fucking your face, don't you?" Nancy said as her
finger frigged George's wet pussy. George just nodded
her head, her eyes watering as Mr. Hamilton fucked her
face. "That's it. Suck that cock!" Nancy urged.
"You two have done this before, haven't you?" Mr.
Hamilton asked, pulling George's face flush against his
belly and holding it there, his cock buried deep in her
throat.
"Yes," Nancy said. Nancy was now sitting back on the
floor watching Mr. Hamilton's assault on George's
mouth. With her left hand she finger fucked George's
cunt while she frigged her own cunt with the right.
Hamilton looked down and watched Nancy spread her bare
cunt, slipping her middle finger into the hot, wet
hole.
"You're soaked, my dear" He said, letting George have a
gasp of air before he fucked her mouth hard and fast
once again. "You like watching me fuck your friend's
face?"
"Yes, sir. It's so hot!" Nancy said, pulling her
drenched finger from her pussy and rubbing the finger
tip across her clit.
"You want to have your face fucked, too!?" he asked.
"You do don't you? You want to feel a big cock fucking
your pretty little mouth!"
"Yes!" Nancy said, fucking George hard with two fingers
now as her own hand increased its rhythm against her
clit. "I want a cock in my mouth and one in my cunt!"
"Well, my dear, we can't let your desire go to waste!
Look over there," Hamilton said, pointing with his eyes
at the far wall. Nancy looked over and saw a large
mirror. Next to the mirror was a door.
"Carson? Come on out! Your daughter wants a cock to
suck!" Hamilton yelled, a wicked smile on his face.
Nancy's eyes widened with fear and shock as the door
opened. Her father stepped out from the darkness. He
was completely naked and his monstrous cock jutted out
straight in front of him. He was stroking it with one
hand as he approached the threesome.
"Daddy?!" Nancy gasped in disbelief. "Daddy?! Wha...?"
"It's a two-way mirror, my dear." Mr. Hamilton said.
Your father has been watching you this whole time.
Don't worry, from the look of things I would say your
father is rather excited by what he's seen. Don't you
think?"
Carson Screw approached Nancy. His cock was just as
Nancy had always imagined it, but bigger. It was
absolutely enormous. She immediately desired to suck
it. Carson came over and stood above her.
"Here you go, baby," he said to his young daughter.
"You said you wanted a cock."
"Oh daddy! It's gorgeous!!" she moaned reaching out and
taking his erection in her hand. Its' heft was
tremendous and she had trouble reaching her fingers all
the way around it. She placed her lips around the
cockhead and swirled her tongue around it.
"Ohhhhhhhhh god, Nancy," her father groaned, "that
feels so good."
"Do you like it Daddy? You want me to suck your cock?"
Nancy patronized.
"Yes, darling. Suck daddy's cock!" he groaned.
Nancy took as much of the cock in her mouth as she
could, and Carson thrust his manhood deep in his
daughter's mouth. She felt the head of his cock hit the
back of her throat and she relaxed, letting the
cockhead slip into the depths, stretching her throat in
the process.
"My god, Carson," Hamilton said, still fucking his cock
into George's inviting mouth, "We have a couple of
first rate cocksuckers here!" George's face, throat and
chest were completely coated in her own saliva as
Hamilton furiously fucked her mouth.
"Yes we do!" Carson agreed, "My daughter is a good
cocksucker, aren't you, baby?" Nancy just opened her
mouth and took as much of her father's cock as she
could accommodate in her throat as her hands stroked
his thick shaft. Nancy couldn't help but notice the
taste of pussy juice on his cock. Her father had been
fucking someone in that guest house earlier. She
wondered who.
As she worked her mouth up and down on her father's
cock, she considered the possibilities. Could it have
been Bridgette? She pictured her father fucking the
sensual teen-ager with the long, raven hair. The image
filled her with lust. Suddenly it struck her. She
remembered the families going in and coming out of the
guest house. Were these people fucking each other? Were
they having sex with their own children?
Her initial reaction was disbelief, but then it struck
her what she was doing. She was naked on her knees
giving her father the best blow job she could muster -
and it was the most erotic, most satisfying thing she'd
ever experienced. Why wouldn't others feel the same
thing?
Nancy had the sudden urge to feel her father's cock in
her cunt. She wanted to experience the ultimate taboo
of fucking her own father. She let go of her father's
cock and stood up. Slowly she backed up to one of the
tables in the middle of the room that resembled an
examination table. She realized that it was just the
perfect height. She hoisted herself on it and spread
her legs, not once letting her gaze stray from her
father's.
"I want you to fuck me, daddy! I want you to put your
cock deep inside my pussy!"
"That's a good idea," Hamilton said, extracting his
cock from George's sloppy, wet face. "Why don't you get
up on the table next to Nancy, Georgine? I think your
little teen cunt needs a good fucking!"
George looked at Mr. Hamilton with lust. She was
gasping for air, but the smile on her face told
everyone that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. As
she backed up and climbed on the table next to Nancy,
George reached up and rubbed her own saliva coated
breasts, pinching and rolling the nipples as she leaned
back and spread her legs.
Carson approached his daughter - their respective gazes
locked lustfully on one another. As he reached her
naked crotch, Nancy wrapped her legs around him and
pulled him closer. Carson slid the head of his cock up
through the folds of his daughter's pussy lips. He then
slowly slid the shaft of his cock across her erect
clit, sending waves of sexual electricity coursing
through Nancy's young frame.
"Oh daddy!" she moaned, arching her back and thrusting
her pelvis upward against her father's cock.
"You like that, baby?" Carson Screw asked his daughter.
"You like my cock pressed against your cunt?"
"Oh yeah, daddy! Put it inside me!" Nancy said.
Carson slid the head of his cock down through the lips
of Nancy's pussy, placing the large cockhead directly
at the entrance of her tight, young cunt. Slowly he
thrust forward, burying the head of his cock into the
entrance of her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhh," Nancy moaned as she felt the head enter
her. She desperately wanted her father inside her - all
of him! She thrust her hips forward. Carson picked up
on his daughter's eagerness and thrust forcefully
forward, burying most of the cock inside his little
girl's love box.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!" Nancy screamed, feeling the
thick cock splitting her open. The mixture of pleasure
and pain rocketed through her and she bucked wildly
upward, wanting to feel more and more of her father
deep inside her. Carson accommodated his daughter,
pulling his cock back slightly and slamming it deep
once more.
Right next to Nancy, George lay on her back, legs
spread as Mr. Hamilton pummeled her young pussy.
Georgine was in ecstasy, meeting her mature lover
thrust for thrust.
"That's right, dear," Hamilton said. "Fuck my cock.
That's a good girl."
Nancy looked over at George and she turned to meet
Nancy's gaze. The friends kissed each other
passionately, letting their tongues playfully dance
together as they enjoyed the pleasure of being deeply
and thoroughly fucked.
"Mmmmmm," the girls began to moan, reluctant to break
their kiss, but feeling their mutual orgasms building
quickly. Nancy's father felt his daughter's pussy begin
to contract, making her love tunnel constrict even
tighter against his invading cock.
"That's it, Nancy. Come on my cock! Come for daddy,
sweetie!" he urged, enflaming his daughter's passion
even further. Nancy now thrust herself wildly against
her father, reaching down with her fingers and rubbing
her clit. Georgine did the same. The men were now
ramming their members violently into the girls'
pussies.
Nancy's orgasm hit suddenly and powerfully. She pulled
away from kissing Georgine and screamed, "YESSSS!
YESSSS! DADDY! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OHHHHHHH FUCK!" Her
body rocked in climax and Carson continued to pound her
flooded cunt. Nancy's orgasm sent George over the edge
and she, too, began to cry out in climax.
"Oh YEAH! Oh YEAH! OH YESSSSSS!" she exclaimed her
petite frame shaking with pleasure as her fingers flew
across her clit.
The young girls' ecstatic cries only served to heighten
the men's' passion. Carson felt the cum welling up in
his balls and his cock began that familiar throbbing
sensation. It was only a matter of seconds. He pulled
out of his daughter's cunt and walked around to the
side of the table.
Nancy instinctively rolled over and pulled her father's
massive cock into her mouth. She immediately tasted the
familiar tang of her own cunt, but this time it was
mixed with the salty musk of her father's pre-cum and
perspiration. The combination was succulent and she
licked greedily as the juices dripped down his thick
shaft, across his ball sack and onto the floor.
"Here you go! Take my cum! OH FUCK!" Mr. Hamilton
yelled, burying his cock deep inside Georgine's cunt.
"YES! YES! FILL ME! FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM!" George
cried, riding her orgasm and feeling Mr. Hamilton's cum
flooding her pussy.
Carson Screw reached down and grabbed his daughter's
head and fucked her young face, feeling the first
explosion of cum erupt from his throbbing cock. Nancy
felt the eruption hit the back of her throat and she
swallowed, wanting to drink in her father's entire love
offering.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," he moaned, now thrusting shallow and
fast. Nancy's tongue was pressed upward against the
sensitive underside of his cockhead as he felt his
balls empty in her warm, wet mouth. "That's it! Take it
all, Nancy! Drink in my cum, baby!"
Nancy swallowed the first three eruptions, but held the
subsequent emissions in her mouth, letting the thick,
stringy cum slide across her tongue. When Carson
finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, she rolled
over and hovered over George's face, reaching up and
opening her friend's mouth. When George's mouth was
opened like a little bird waiting to be fed, Nancy
opened her lips and let her father's cum drop into
George's waiting mouth. She then leaned down and kissed
her friend deeply, pressing her tongue into George's
mouth and sharing the tasty spunk.
Carson stood and watched with a mixture of pride and
lust. Mr. Hamilton pulled his cum covered cock from
George's cunt.
"Nancy? Turn around, my dear," the man said.
Nancy turned so that she was in a 69 position with
George. She leaned over and took Mr. Hamilton's spunky
cock into her mouth and licked him clean. At the same
time, she lowered her well fucked cunt to George's
face. George's tongue extended and lapped excitedly at
Nancy's swollen, wet pussy. Once Nancy had sucked the
last drops of cum from Mr. Hamilton's cock, she leaned
down and ran her tongue between George's cunt lips,
which were filled with Mr. Hamilton's jism as it
drained from her well-fucked pussy.
Carson and Hamilton watched the girls furiously licking
each other's cunts to another orgasm. After a moment,
the men looked at each other and smiled.
"Now, aren't you glad you came over tonight?" Mr.
Hamilton asked.
"Damn straight," Carson said. "I guess you're going to
be seeing more of us here at your little guest house."
"Why don't you and Nancy come over tomorrow night? I'll
make a few calls."
Nancy, her tongue buried in George's pussy, overheard
the conversation and wondered what the invitation could
mean.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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