The Little Cabin Part 8

Note : This story is completely fictional!

"Oh, I don't think so," Brittany replied. "As a matter of fact
I'm thinking of going home."
"What's the matter, Brit?" her father asked coming over to her.
"Actually, dad," she blushed, "it's all this jaybirding." Thinking
a few thoughts she continued, with a giggling tone, "Besides, dad, my
boobs are too small."
"Honestly, sweetie," he remarked with a snicker, "I think they're kinda nice looking myself." He palmed his hands against them and
massaged them, perking up her nipples, and added, "Yeah, real nice."
"Oh, dad," she giggled backing up. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Natalie staring at her. "What?"
"Oh, I was just thinking, Brittany. You know I'd really like to
compare." Approaching her she suggested, "How about if I just stick
my hand in while you compare mine?"
"Mrs. Evans," she blurted out, and without thinking added, "that'd
be okay, I guess."
As she came closer Brittany couldn't help but admire how nice she
looked. She thought to herself how nicely formed her breasts were and
was a bit surprized that their nipples were hard and erect. Looking
down she couldn't help but adore that pretty pubic mound. Considering
the lightness of its blonde forest she had no trouble seeing every little detail. Though, admittedly, she hestitated in her mind about actually scuplting her hand to its conturs.
Standing directly in front of her Natalie looked at her small breasts and smiled. "Hey, sweetie, let's compare these, too." Without
hesitation she quickly grabbed the breasts. "Oo-oo-ooh," she cooed,
"they're so sweet." On a whimsical jest she wondered, "Mind if I taste?" Without giving Brittany time to react she swirled her
tongue over the perky breasts and sucked on both nipples. After a
few minutes of enjoyment Natalie stood up again. "Gee, sweetie, they
taste as good as they look." Hand jiggling her breasts she inquired,
a pleading tone to her voice, "Want to taste mine?"
"Mrs. Evans, I just couldn't," she stammered, "I mean."
Joyce had been enjoying the scene from a chair and, spreading her legs, perched her elbows on her knees cradling her chin. "Oh, go ahead, honey, she'd love it."
"Mother," she said looking at the way she was sitting, "could you
please close your legs?"
"Why?"
"You're kind of showing it all if you know what I mean. What about
Mark?"
"Land sakes alive, Brittany, I don't think he really cares. Besides, he goosed me earlier." Proddingly, she added, "Now make
Natalie happy and suck her nipples."
Though somewhat hestitant Brittany obliged and quickly glided her
tongue across the breasts. As her tongue glanced against the nipples she was surprized that she actually enjoyed it as Natalie sighed. In
earnest she began to fondle the breasts and vigorously suck on the
hard nipples.
Natalie couldn't help but cry out, "Oh yes, baby, yes, yes."
Brittany was enjoying what she was doing. It was something she had
never done before and was actually enjoying it. She wasn't surprized,
considering her own enjoyment, when Natalie began to fondle her breasts as well, even tweeking her nipples.
"Alright, alright, already," Joyce butted in, "I want to see pussy hair comparison."
They stopped their comparison of breasts though they continued to fondle each others lightly as Kim came over to Mrs. Tucker. "Mrs.
Tucker, do you think?"
"Just call me Joyce, sweetie. And that guy over there, that's
Charlie." Admiring Kimberly's cuteness she asked, "Do I think what,
Kim?"
"I was just wondering, Joyce, do you think, when Brittany's touching my mom's coochie, I mean." Kim stopped.
"Oh that'd be great!" Joyce understood what Kim meant. "Brit'd
get a kick out of it, I'm sure of that, sweetie." Thinking a moment,
she grabbed Kim's arm and pulled her closer, whispering, "And, sweetie, if your mom's really good she could just make Brittany come,
too."
Charlie had good ears and commented, "Yeah, honey, that'd be super.
But know what would be just as much fun to watch."
"What's that, dear?"
"What say you two play with each other at the same time?"
"Oh, Charlie," Joyce joshed, "you're getting horney you are."
"Damn right I am! Well, do I get to see you gals come or not?"
Winking at him she turned her attention back to Kim. "Well, sweetie, care to accomodate my horney hubby?"
"Okay," Kim giggled.
"Hey," Charlie suggested, "know what'd really make it fun." He was fully aware of all eyes looking at him. "How about if us guys
play with your tits?" Winking at Mark he added, "Would you like that,
huh?"
"Oh, hell yeah," Mark blurted out. "But do you think she'd mind?"
"Brittany, hell no. She'd love it." Mark had joined his side and he whispered to Mark, "Hey, listen sonny, we might get lucky, too."
"What'ya mean, Charlie?"
Whispering closer to his ear, he remarked, "We could, just maybe mind ya, see brown bush." Nudging his arm, he prodded, "Huh, you think so?" Beckoning Natalie and Brittany over to the table he noticed that Natalie came readily enough but his daughter was hesitant. Staring at her, he sighed, and went over to her. "What's
the matter, Brit?"
"I don't know, dad, I just don't know."
"Oh, for gosh sakes, Brittany, you'll love it." Without the slightest hestitation he grabbed the waistband of her shorts and pulled her towards the table. The quick jerk allowed his fingers to,
considering how low the shorts were to begin with, graze against her
bush. "My, my, honey, but that's nice," he whispered though audible to all, and in his boisterous baritone, added, "Sure love to see it."
As they all stood near the small table Joyce laughed. "Hey, how about a really fun time?"
"What do you mean, mother?"
"It's quite simple, Brittany. Us gals'll all have a hand free so
how about if we play with the guys as well."
"You mean make us come?" Mark couldn't help but smile.
"Sure, sweetie," Joyce answered, "and if you guys are good at spritz."
"Oh yeah, honey," Charlie cut in. "And, I might add, if we get lucky," he glanced a finger quickly off two blonde bushes, "we could.
Well, you know."
Joyce giggled, "Oh wow, Charlie, but you're sure a barrel of fun
tonight you are."
"But what about her?" Mark wondered. "She's still wearing
pants."
"Yeah, I know," Joyce remarked disappointedly. "Well, I guess we all'l just have to make do."
"You're darn right you will," Brittany answered smartly.
"Brittany," Natalie commented, "why don't you do us all a favor and take off those stupid shorts?" With a giggle she couldn't help but add, "Besides, sweetie, as tight as they are it'll be real hard
for me to make you come."
Brittany tensed up, boosting her breasts high. "That's another
thing. I don't know if that's so hot."
"What's the matter, prissy lady?" Charlie countered. "Afraid to
show your horney side?"
"Actually, dad," she blushed, "I am. Just between you and me, dad, it'd be a bit embarrassing."
"Probably, Brit," he laughed, "but it'd sure be a hoot."
Joyce stood up and was the first to start and was surprized at how
soft Kim's fuzz was. She squirmed a little when Kim groped a hand against her letting her savor the bare sexuality. Enjoying herself she couldn't help but prod, "Well, ladies, let's get on with it."
Natalie smiled at the thought of touching Brittany's pubic area giving her the ability to compare. Realizing her hestitation she
grabbed Brittany's hand, "Oh geez, Brittany," and shoved it against
her blonde bush.
Brittany was shocked at the manuever but began to grope it gently.
"Gee, Natalie," she praised, "but it's so nice."
"So is yours, sweetie," Natalie replied with a smile. She squirmed slightly when prodding fingers nudged against her clit and
slipped downward. "Oh my, oh my," she cried as a probbing finger 
penetrated into her. As it pumped itself furiously Natalie struggled
to penetrate into Brittany. "Hey, take it easy, Brittany."
"Sorry," she replied feeling a finger struggling to plunge itself
deep within her. Feeling frisky, and a bit horney, she reached out
with her left hand and began to stroke Mark's penis, bringing it quickly to full erection.
Kim wasn't one to renege on any enjoyment and began stroking Charlie's member. Due to its girth she had trouble closing her fingers around it. "Gee, Charlie."
He laughed causing her fingers to slip against his balls which she fondled gently. Shortly, while she was enjoying the manipulation, he
reached out and grabbed Natalie's hand forcing it to stroke him.
Natalie smiled at him and stroked it gently. After a few minutes he lifted her hand and grabbed his daughter's hand away from Mark.
"Hey, sweetie, do the old man for awhile."
"Oh, dad," she giggled as her hand closed around the thick shaft.
Since she didn't move her hand he forced her stroking by moving back and forth. After a few minutes she got the hint and he could
stop his movement. He was surprized at how adept she was.
Kim stopped her ball fondlement as Joyce forced Natalie to do so.
Leaving her with a free hand she quickly found her brother to her liking and stroked to her heart's content as he fondled both her breasts.
Shortly Mark moved a hand towards Brittany and groped it against
her breast as well. Moving closer to her, causing his hand to pull
on his sister's breast, he looked down at what his mother was doing.
By chance he saw her brown bush. "Hey, Brittany," he commented with
a smile, "that's a nice looking cooch you got."
She twisted away from him. "Hey, you little twerp, stop staring
at it. You'll never see it anyway."
Sighing he changed his hands and began fondling his own mother's
breasts. He was surprized at how much she liked it and massaged them
gently. He even bent down allowing his tongue to lick against her
nipples causing her to squeal in delight. Seeing how much she liked it he decided to switch and licked Brittany's breasts and nipples.
He even chanced a reaction from his sister and heard her sigh as his
tongue sucked her nipples hard.
Meanwhile Natalie was having a hard time penetrating too deep.
"You know, sweetie, it'd sure be easier for me if you took them off."
"Oh you'd love that, wouldn't you? Let everyone see my vagina?"
"Sure, sweetie," Natalie cooed. "From what I've felt, honey, it's
a beautiful little thing. And I'd love to see its glory."
"I'll pass, Natalie, if you don't mind."
"Fine, suit yourself then, Brittany," Natalie replied a bit perturbed at being deprived of the priviledge. A light bulb lit up
her brain and she added, "Would you let everyone else get to feel it?"
"Well, I don't know," she flustered.
"Oh, come one, Brittany, don't be so prissy proper."
Oh god," Kim sighed as she felt herself tingling just before she
let Joyce feel her juices flow. Dripping her liquid she stroked her
brother faster, manipulating his balls occassionally, causing him to
spurt his white goop over her body as well as the other three women.
Natalie couldn't help but feel his spunk on her stomach which dripped downward into her mound. Trying for a bit of contribance she
grabbed his dripping dick and slipped it past the waistband causing it to drip its last remnants on Brittany's brown pubic hair.
Natalie, feeling herself ready to come, took charge of Charlie just before he spritzed them all. She made sure that some of it got
into Brittany's shorts, too. Crying out she began to leak her own
liquid. Her spritz not only covered Brittany's hand but the floor as
well.
Though Brittany was presenting a challenge to Natalie she could feel herself begin to tingle and she not only let Natalie feel her
wetness but she wet her shorts as well, soaking them.
Accidentally Kim slipped four fingers into Joyce casuing her to
squirm allowing them to delve deeper still. Feeling herself ready to
burst she grabbed Kimberly tightly, breast to breast, just as juicy
liquid dripped from her mound.
"Gad, but that was fun," Charlie closed. Looking at his daughter
he couldn't help but remark, "Gee, Brit, your shorts are really soaked. Want me to take care of that?"
"No, that's okay, dad," she looked at him. She was shocked that he'd suggest such a thing. Though she was a bit uncomfortable with the feeling of her own juices, not to mention their white sticky goop, she wasn't about to let him do that. She realized that if she
did allow it he'd take advantage of the situation and take the liberty of a generous feel. Though she wouldn't mind his hand there she knew what his intentions were and she'd just stay slimey.
Still dripping a little Natalie presented a compromise. "How about if I just put a towel around you. Then you could remove those wet shorts and nobody would see your lovely little cooch."
"I guess that'd be alright," she said watching Natalie bend over
to pick up a towel from the floor. From the way she was standing presented little difficulty allowing her to see her twat. Hoping for a rise she beckoned, "Hey, dad, check it out."
Charlie joined his daughter's side. "Egad," he gasped, "but that's lovely."
Natalie just stood there, bent over, knowing full well what was being said. She even anticipated Charlie's intentions. Though she
knew it could be painful, considering the girth of it, she could 
accept that. Her only problem was the others. Though she only said,
"What about them?" she meant mostly her own children. She wasn't too keen about letting them see that. Though a little reluctant to let them watch their own mother getting fucked she found herself blurting
out, not bothering to consider her choice of words, "Oh yes, Charlie,
fuck the horney blonde bitch."
Though he really didn't need her approval he winked at his wife and saw her nod. Advancing toward the spread pussy he rammed the still hard shaft in slowly. "Egads," he blurted out, "you sure are a
tight bitch, blondie."
Natalie cried a little from the fat sausage penetrating into her but soon, though still a little in pain, began to pump herself in
conjuction with him. As her pain subsided, accepting the big penis
within, she began to enjoy the doggystyle penetration. And she didn't mind that all, including her own children, were watching intently. After a few minutes she beckoned, "Hey, everyone, you just got to feel this."
She had no qualms of letting everyone have a chance to feel his
penis within her, pumping within her, and letting them feel the moving
shaft plumping out her mound. As hands and fingers felt the sensation
she began to pump faster as fingers caused excitement as they rubbed against her clit which had exposed itself. She squirmed as she felt
his hot goo shoot against her tight clenching vaginal walls just before, still rather horney herself, letting him feel her moisture as well.
Not duly concerned tht she was dripping all over the floor she
handed Brittany the towel. "Here you go, Brittany. Now take those
stupid shorts off."
Watching her daughter gird the beach towel about her waist Joyce mentioned casually, "You might consider getting a bit of help, sweetie."
"You think so, mother?"
"Gosh sakes, yes, Brit. And I know just the one to help, too."
"And who did you have in mind, mother?"
"How about him? Afterall you were a bit harsh with him." Cluing in Mark she requested, "Now, Brittany, don't be so prissy proper. Open up that towel a bit and give him a little room to work."
"I guess I could just a little."
"Sure and maybe a bit more at that. And, gosh sakes, Brittany, let the lad see what the hell he's doing."
"Mother," she blushed. Thinking a moment she quipped, "Why even bother with the damn towel then?"
"Suit yourself, Brittany," Joyce giggled.
"On second thought, just for spite, mother, I'll keep the damn towel." Opening the towel she gathered it looser about herself. She
was surprized she was allowing this but allowed Mark's head to get beneath it. Cautioning him she said, as she slapped his head, "Just take off my shorts. Don't even think of trying anything funny."
"Wouldn't dream of it," he mumbled as he unsnapped the shorts and
began to slide the zipper down.
"See that you don't."
As the zipper parted Mark easily saw practically all of the brown
hair which covered her thickly. As he pulled on the shorts causing them to fall he glanced fingers against her bush.
As the shorts fell to her ankles she felt his fingers grazing and
slapped the back of his head. "Hey, I said no funny stuff." Though
she hadn't intended it, maybe she did though she wasn't really sure, her hand rapping against his head caused him to smother her vaginal mound with his open mouth.
Probbing her sexuality with his tongue, gliding it over her clit
which was beginning to peek out from under its hood, she couldn't believe what came out of her mouth. "Oh my god," she sighed loudly, "oh my god."
And what she did next really surprized her. She was sexually aroused, sexually excited, heck, she thought, just plain horney. She was enjoying it so much she didn't care anymore. "Fuck this towel," she blurted out and cast it aside letting the others see Mark licking the life out of her vaginal mound and probbing its depths with his tongue.
"Maybe you should, dearie," Joyce laughed.
"Should what, mother?" She squirmed as his tongue glanced against
her lipps allowing it to slip past, allowing it to probe deeper.
Mark reached up with his hands and began massaging her breasts. He
knew her nipples were a little erect but was surprized that, as his
fingers manipulated them, they became more erect, and harder too.