Country Taboo

by Houston Cei

  Patricia was thinking of that earlier taste of his pre-cum that she enjoyed as a tease but now she wanted his full load. “How do you want me now Dad?’ she asked.

  “How about from behind?” he asked knowing what her answer would be.

  “You got it sweetheart,” she said as she turned into a prone position. His prick was juicy with her vaginal moisture and it easily slide back into her cunt in the reverse position. After just a few minutes of smooth, slow motions she said, “You can move it up a little if you would like, but when you’re ready to come, stick you beautiful prick into my mouth.”

  David removed his cock from his daughter’s cunt, spread the cheeks of her lovely freckled ass to let his saliva fall to her anus, and now with his penis moist with the juice from her vagina it easily slide into her asshole. Their cheeks were touching as he was butt-fucking her and he knew by her sensual smile that she was enjoying it the same as was he; when he felt that an orgasm was only seconds away, he said, “Okay honey,” and turned onto his back. Patricia immediate took half of his cock into her mouth and stroked the other half with her smooth, feminine hand. He exploded with a monster load of semen into her mouth which she held to savor before swallowing. As he lay on his back she looked him in the eyes with cum still in her mouth. Although he did not totally understand it, he knew she was having fun smiling at him with a mouth full of semen. He returned the smile as he watched her swallowed it. She kissed him tenderly on the lips and said softly, “Thanks Dad.”

  As they were still anchored Patricia and David discussed the possibility of heading on towards the Bahamas to revisit the island where they had such a wonderful time with their friends Roxanne and Gregory. After contemplating, they considered the other alternative of flying to Campbell, California to actually visit their friends.

  “You know Dad,” Patricia said, “there have been many times we’ve talked about going to California, but work has always been in the way. We have plenty of time and can extend this break if necessary.”

  So it was settled: Patricia and David would not continue sailing on the yacht, but rather would call Roxanne and inform her that they were on their way to California. “We will meet you at the airport,” was Roxanne’s enthusiastic response on the phone to the news that they were coming for a visit.

  Chapter 2

  A Trip to the Golden State

  Patricia and David behaved like teen-agers on their first date in the first class accommodation of the 747 jumbo jet from Miami to San Francisco. They drank as much champagne as was allowed and after getting rather tipsy, they both napped after dinner to awaken at SFO. In addition to seeing Roxanne and Gregory, the other stops on their agenda including a drive to Lodi to visit the old farm and paying respects to Evelyn’s grave.

  At the gate for arriving flights, Patricia and David immediately recognized Roxanne in the midst of the crowd waiving her hand and smiling. She was accompanied by Reverend Jim with whom they had not yet bee acquainted. As soon as Patricia got a glimpse of her friend she dashed to meet her and the two women embraced as if they were the proverbial long, lost friends.

  “I think about you all the time,” Roxanne said, “I’ve missed you so damn much, and I’m thrilled that we are finally getting together.” Reverend Jim and David allowed the women their moment as they were waiting for introductions around. “This is my father the Reverend James Hanson,” Roxanne announced formally and then added, “Don’t be intimidated. You may call him Jim.”

  After the handshakes and greetings, Patricia asked, “Okay Rox, where’s Greg.”

  “He’s home taking care of the kids. We have a toddler and a rug rat now. My father’s wife Rose, who just so happens to be great with kids, is helping him,” Roxanne answered.

  Patricia and David were at first surprised that Gregory was not there to meet them but they were also thinking that where Roxanne is concerned, anything is possible. The travelers had only one carryon luggage each, and it was mid-morning of a beautiful, sunny day. Roxanne said, “Let’s go to Dad’s place first, catch up on things and get dressed for lunch.” What does she mean ‘get dressed for lunch’? Patricia was wondering. Why so formal? But who knows what can happen with Rox?

  They went to Reverend Jim’s condominium and talked for about two hours getting caught up on each other’s activities. Roxanne could sense that her guests were consciously avoiding the subject of their profession and so she likewise avoided letting the conversation drift in that direction.

  “David, you’re dressed okay for lunch in your shorts and T-shirt, but Patricia, you need a bikini and I trust that you brought one,” Roxanne said addressing both of them.

  “Okay Rox, nothing you have planned would surpise me but I must say that I give up. Why do I need a bikini for lunch?”

  Roxanne and her father both chuckled and Jim chimed in, “Okay here’s the deal. Roxanne has planned to take us to one of our favorite dining places where they have outdoor seating and the waitresses wear very skimpy bikinis and she wants the two of you to be dressed the same…but if you don’t feel up to it…”

  “I’m up to it,” Patricia said as an interruption and then added, “I have a feeling about where this is heading, and I’m ready to go along with whatever Rox would like us to do.”

  “Great!” Roxanne exclaimed. “You’re both going to love checking out these sexy waitresses. They look like they could be in one of my porn videos…and the food is pretty damn good too.”

  Reverend Jim called in a reservation for four at the restaurant on Tully Road down from the enormous Eastridge Mall requesting their favorite waitress Greta, the voluptuous lady in her late thirties with the Scandinavian accent. She was wearing the same uniform bikini as the other waitresses but Greta displayed an exceptional cleavage and her nipples made their impression through the bikini top. Patricia and David were certainly impressed with the atmosphere of the outdoor dining area and appearance of the all-female wait staff. As soon as they were seated and greeted by Greta who handed them all menus, Roxanne introduced her companions as her “very best friends from Miami.”

  “Delighted to meet you and welcome to the Golden State of California. I hope to one day visit Florida. May I recommend the special today which is cold corned beef and aged Swiss cheese on rye with all the trimmings and comes with a cup of homemade minestrone?”

  Jim glanced at Patricia and then David to say, “Greta would never steer us wrong.” After his guests nodded in the affirmative, Jim ordered four of the daily specials. Greta was fairly tall, standing 5’ 10,” and maybe she did not need to move closer and bend forward to flash her cleavage as she picked up the menus that her party did not really need but it was part of her forte. As she turned to walk towards the kitchen David’s eye was caught by the inch or two of butt-cleavage and also just how much of her buttocks were not covered by the thong style bikini. “Is this legal?” he asked in jest.

  “You’re the lawyer Dad,” Patricia chimed in, “you tell us.”

  “It’s out of my jurisdiction,” he responded jovially.

  The conversation remained light and breezy and they were all having a good time. When Greta returned with the tray of lunches, she moved as close as possible with her huge, jiggling breasts almost making physical contact as she served each guest. This technique was used by all the waitresses but Greta was especially talented and even allowed a little “incidental” contact with her breasts. She was not at all worried about being fondled by an unsavory wise-guy; there had been only one such experience on her shift, and the unfortunate young man was handled by the maître d’ who was a gentleman standing 6’6” weighing 250 pounds, looking more like night club bouncer than a restaurant host, and he just so happened to be skilled in street-style martial arts. Anyone making trouble at this fine dining establishment would not only run the risk of getting whipped but would also most likely end up being a registered sex offender.

  After finishing their delicious lunch together, Roxanne asked Patricia as they left, “How
would you like to suck on those babies?” She was referring to Greta’s nipples that were making a statement through her bikini top.

  “Only as an appetizer for yours,” Patricia responded.

  Roxanne was now confident that their lunch experience had set the mood for a beautiful sexual encounter. Patricia and David had been introduced to Roxanne’s aggressive sexual nature but it had been with her husband Gregory present. They were not certain but knowing their good friend Roxanne, they guessed that she would bring the good Reverend, her father, into a foursome.

  After returning to Jim’s condominium in Campbell, all signs of the present situation seeming awkward were erased by Roxanne. When they all four sat down, she addressed her guests, “David and my sweet Pat, we had a wonderful week together on the island and during the two years that have passed since then, I have thought of you often and I am thrilled that you have come to visit. It is by design that my husband and my father’s wife are not here, and I want you to rest assured that they are okay with the four of us being together. I’m hoping that you accepting this pass that I am making; yes, you’ve probably guessed that my father and I are offering ourselves to you for some serious love-making. I’ve had sexual contact with both of you and now the only difference is that my father is here,” and then she asked rhetorically, “and isn’t ‘different’ so much fun?”

  Patricia and David were all smiles and in tune with Roxanne’s dialogue. Patricia was herself even feeling somewhat aggressive as she said, “You know Rox, we feel pretty much like you about our friendship. Yes, we only had that week together, but we have missed you and during these last two years, we have thought and talked about you often. I think I can speak for my father when I say that we would like for things to happen now and although it may seem awkward at first being with a pastor, we will adjust. Well, we’re all damn near naked already and it’s your house so we’re ready for you to lead the way.”

  “Wonderful!” Roxanne exclaimed and then added, “Okay Pat, we are all voyeurs at heart and I’ve already seen you suck and fuck your father and now I’m going to let you see me do the same to mine.” Roxanne led the way to the master bedroom of Reverend Jim and his wife where they all comfortably removed their summer attire.

  “You’re as cute as I remember,” Roxanne commented as she gazed at Patricia’s l shapely, freckled legs. With her breasts cupped in her hands, Roxanne approached Patricia to make nipple to nipple contact. The red-headed girl also cupped her breasts and together they made circular motions with the nipples and Roxanne felt chills and exclaimed, “My God honey! We’re just getting started.”

  Now they all were in the nude and Reverend Jim laid on his back on the king bed with his legs jackknifed. His knees were pointed upward and at angles as Roxanne inched toward him. Patricia and David took their seat as an audience on a nearby armchair where they could get a full view. As they were watching the action she sat on his lap and guided her father’s prick into her moist pussy. When Roxanne’s face touched her father’s buttocks, she took his erect prick in her hand to stroke it gently while rubbing her face on his balls. She buried her face between his buttocks and struck her warm, wet tongue up his asshole and Reverend Jim did a considerable about of squirming as he enjoyed the sensation of his daughter’s tender, moist tongue titillating that area of sensitive membrane. This dirty daughter’s next move was to take half of her father’s cock into her mouth while she continued to stroke it gently.

  Patricia was getting exceptionally turned on as she watched with eyes wide opened and a slightly dropped jaw. “Isn’t this great to see Dad?” she asked and then added, “I must have sucked your cock thousands of time but here we are now actually witnessing someone else having father/daughter sex.”

  “Yes, Honey,” David responded, “It is interesting to actually see what we and our good friends have more in common.”

  Roxanne found it pleasant to hear her friends talk while she was giving her father head. Each couple felt something very special about their own incestuous relationship but now being together with like persons gave all four of them a sense of well-being. Roxanne rose to invite her guest to join her and Jim on the king bed. Both beautiful women positioned themselves on top of their respective fathers and each dick found its way into a tight and inviting pussy. While continuing their rocking motions, the women turned to look each other in the face and smile. They kissed tenderly on the lips and after only a few seconds, their lips parted and their tongue mingled. Roxanne was wondering, is this the best of both worlds? Here I am fucking a man that I love and at the same time kissing a woman that I love. Is she thinking the same thing as I? Her guess was correct: Patricia was on the same page as Roxanne with very similar thoughts and feelings.

  After a considerable time of both women getting fucked by their fathers, Roxanne said, “Okay guys, you beautiful studs, we girls are ready to switch papas. Follow me?”

  No one in the room was surprised by her comment but they had been simply wondering at what point the swapping of mates would happen. The smiles of Roxanne’s three companions provide the answer that they were all “ready.” “Stay on your backs gentlemen. Let me start. I want to taste Pat’s pussy juice while it’s still fresh on her dad’s prick.” After the girls dismounted the men, Roxanne put her nose on the head of David’s cock, inhaled with a smile and then took half of it inter her mouth and stroked gently with her hand while she bobbed her head back and forth. Patricia and Reverend Jim were beside the active couple and both were enthusiastically enjoyed being the voyeurs.

  “Don’t they look cute together?” Patricia asked Jim and not really expecting him to answer she added, “You’re going to get the same from me but for now let’s just gaze at the beauty of a wonderful blow job.” She guided Jim’s hand to her own pussy and also took a hold of his erect penis at the same time to enjoy a little mutual fondling while watching the performance of a former professional porn actress.

  As David was petting Roxanne’s hair with his cock in her tender, wet mouth Patricia’s voiced out, “Way to go Rox! Come on Dad, I know you’re loving it. Isn’t it sweet to have someone different sucking you off? Own up to it.” He simply smiled back at his daughter and nodded in the affirmative. Watching his daughter have sex with someone else always excited Reverend Jim so he turned to Patricia and as they made eye contact he kissed her gently on the lips. She put her arms around his neck and slipped her tongue into his mouth, and as Jim sucked on her tongue he continued to finger her pussy. Patricia welcomed his aggressiveness and said, “Fuck me Reverend.”

  At this point, Jim was in one of his horniest moods and was easily ready to comply with Patricia’s command. She turned onto her back and with her pretty freckled legs spread apart he eased his hard cock into her inviting cunt. Roxanne paused from sucking David’s prick to check out her father’s fucking of her friend and then said to him, “Okay David, I’m also ready to get fucked.” As Roxanne and Patricia were both on their backs having intercourse with each other’s father, they turned their heads to make eye contact and could not hold back their laughter.

  “Your dad is pretty damn good,” Roxanne said and then asked, “How’s mine?”

  “He’s wonderful! I owe him a blow job but for now I just want him to keep doing what he is doing.”

  Patricia put her arms around Jim’s neck and then nibbled on his ear and then said softly, “If you feel you’re ready to come, go ahead and if it gets soft, I bet I can bring it back up.”

  As Roxanne and David continued their harmonious motions she said, “You might not have to do anything. My dad’s a stud and can keep it up after he comes. Just relax sweetheart and enjoy getting fucked.”

  “In that case you can ejaculate in my mouth,” Patricia said to the reverend.

  After several minutes of sexual intercourse with Patricia, Reverend Jim felt an orgasm on the horizon; he quickly pulled his penis out of her vagina and she opened her mouth wide to accept his semen. With his hard cock in his hand, he was not
as accurate as he had hoped; streams of thick, white cum spirted out of the hole in the head of his prick onto her forehead, the bridge of her nose with the final squirt just under her nose.

  “Well, I got a little taste of it anyway,” Patricia said as some of the semen dribbled onto her lips and into her mouth.

  “Okay Dad, you know the rules,” Roxanne said while still continuing intercourse with David, “When you miss the mouth, you have to lick it off of her face.”

  “Somehow I remember your rule from before, and it doesn’t surpise me that you brought it up,” Jim said with a slight trace of a smile.

  Reverend Jim bent down to kiss Patricia on the lips and then proceeded to lick his semen off of her face and the bridge of her nose. Wow, this is unbelievable! I’m just as horny as when we started, he was thinking. There was something about licking his own cum off of that cute, pixie-like face that stirred his libido to another level. He pushed his hard prick right back inter her in cock-hungry cunt and humped her like a man possessed.

  Roxanne and David continued their more mellow motions as they were enjoying the display of action by their companions. The reverend’s cock was so big and hard that Patricia felt she was in ecstasy and would go beyond fulfillment. The magic moment came; she felt an intense tingling that started at all the membrane in her pussy and seemed to travel throughout the rest of her body.