James Barton

Daddys tempting twins

AB-5063

FOREWORD

Today's middle-class Americans maintain a stable outlook which in reality masks the turmoil existing behind drawn blinds.

There is alcoholism, promiscuous sex for the adult and pre-teenager alike, and, for some, the breakup of marital relationships as a result of wife-swapping. The children observe their parents' so-called "mature" lifestyles. The mark is made, the effect lasts a lifetime.

This is the story of two related families and one get-together of debauchery where family relationships mean nothing and the satisfaction of the senses means everything. What happens to these parents and their children is a startling revelation of how events can alter personalities, how fate plays with all.

Business as usual is the daily norm. But is it? Not for these two families – outwardly, yes, in reality, no.

DADDY'S TEMPTING TWINS – a novel with a lesson for those unaware of what is really happening behind America's closed doors.

The Publisher

CHAPTER ONE

Standing in the shadows outside their aunt's bedroom window, Trina and Trish Hogan held their breaths. Inside, their father stood with his arms around his sister speaking in low tones. As they watched, their father moved his hand to Aunt Jody's hip, then lifted the hem of her short skirt.

"Please, Tim…" Jody protested. "Someone's liable to come in!"

"Come on, Jody… this is your bedroom. Why should anyone come in here?" Timothy Hogan asked his sister.

"Well, Dan might…" she said, thinking about her husband who was entertaining guests in the family room.

"We'll make it quick…" Tim promised. He slipped his hand inside her tight bikini panties.

"Please… please, Tim… you know what you do to me!" Jody whimpered and tried to twist away from him. Tim pressed his mouth over his sister's and forced her back against the wall. The attractive redhead struggled momentarily, then she suddenly pressed her body against his.

Outside, the eighteen-year-old Hogan twins watched as their father kissed Aunt Jody and pulled down the narrow garment that covered her lower body. There was only a single light in the bedroom, but it provided enough illumination for the girls to see all that was happening.

Trish slipped her arm around Trina's waist and held her tightly.

Their aunt's pussy was exposed and their father began an obscene stroking motion with his fingers. The twins were fascinated by the unnatural sex play. As Trina fought to control her breath, Trish let her hand move lower on her sister's hip.

"Oh, God… Tim!" Jody whimpered as she spread her legs for him. "We can't fuck like this with all those people in there!"

Quickly, Tim pulled down the zipper of his trousers and freed his bulging prick. "Listen I'm so fucking horny I don't care! I haven't had sex with you in nearly a month… are you saving it all for that husband of yours?"

Jody looked down and saw her brother's throbbing cock. She moaned lowly, then wrapped her fingers about his hot flesh and began stroking him gently. Tim's prick was nearly twice the size of her husband's and Jody knew the moment she touched it, she would not be able to resist. It had been that way for years and the fact that she was now respectably married to Dan Gibson, had little effect on her incestuous relationship with her brother.

"Please… can't you wait until tomorrow? I… I'll meet you for lunch."

"Jesus, have a heart, Sis! I can't take it… do you know what it's like living with two beautiful daughters and no wife? It's torture, that's what! Every time I see them walking around the house in their underwear, it's all I can do to keep my hands off them!" He pressed against her and felt his prick slide between her warm thighs. "And Mike… Christ, but you should see the way he looks at the girls… it's even hard on him!"

Jody understood. Her brother was a highly sexed individual. She did not begrudge him occasional sex, but it often angered her when he endangered her own happy home life.

"Let… let me suck you off…" Jody suggested as she felt her brother's huge prick nudge her defenseless cunt and throb hotly.

"Will you meet me for lunch?" he questioned hopefully.

"Yes… just don't force me now," she begged him.

Outside the window, Trina and Trish exchanged excited glances. Trish let her hand move beneath the hem of her sister's skirt. "Did you hear what Daddy said?"

Trina felt an involuntary shiver. She had heard and her heart beat at twice its normal rate as she realized that she and Trish actually excited her father! Trina spread her legs slightly as she felt Trish's hand slip inside her panties.

Trish pressed her hand downward between the cheeks of her sister's ass and found the moist warmth of her pussy with her fingertips. As she eased her middle finger into her sister's cunt, she turned her attention back to the bedroom.

Jody kissed her brother passionately, then pulled away from him. She sank to her knees. She opened her mouth and took the head of his prick between her lips. She licked him once, then forced the length of his throbbing cock into her mouth.

"Ohhhhhh, God, Jody… that is soooo good!" Tim sobbed. He looked down at her obscenely ovaled mouth and watched as she withdrew, then slid his hot flesh into her wet mouth again. "Yes, baby… suck it deep! Use your tongue… Jesus! Uhhnnnn… yes!"

Jody loved to suck her brother's prick. And though she would have preferred having him suck her pussy at the same time, this would satisfy him for the moment – then tomorrow, they would be able to have sex properly with no fear of discovery. She licked the underside of his throbbing cock. He pulled her head forward and she gagged a bit.

"Ohhhhh, yes… yes, Jody… I'm going to cum! Your mouth is so hot… so fucking hot!"

Trina and Trish could not believe their eyes as their beautiful young aunt took nearly the full length of their father's prick into her throat. Trish was panting as her sister eased a second finger into her sopping cunt, and she shuddered as Trish pressed her other hand over her aching tit.

Trish loved to make her sister cum. It gave her a certain feeling of power over her despite the fact Trina could make her cum just as swiftly. She cupped her sister's ripe tit and felt the nipple stiffen against her palm as she fingerfucked her lewdly. Her own pulse was racing swiftly as she envisioned herself on her knees before her father. She could almost taste his hot flesh in her mouth as he thrust his hips forward to bury his cock in her throat.

Jody felt him cuming. His prick jerked once, then she sensed his body growing stiff as the rush of cum spurted into her sucking mouth. She felt the first hot splash against the roof of her mouth, and she heard him moan loudly. Again and again his prick jerked spasmodically to fill her mouth with the sticky white cum she loved so much.

Tim stiffened. He sobbed loudly as his prick erupted in his sister's hot mouth. Holding her head firmly, he pulled his prick out of her mouth until only the head remained. As she swallowed, he could feel her tongue licking him lovingly.

"Jesus!" Tim swore as his sister licked her lips and looked up at him.

Standing, Jody straightened her clothing and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Better, Tim?"

"Thank you, Sis… God, but I love that hot mouth of yours!"

She giggled and squeezed his prick tightly. "Thank Dad… he's the one who taught me to use it." She stepped back from him. "We'd better get back before Dan misses us… come on!"

Trina felt her orgasm rising as Trish fingerfucked her lewdly. She gasped as the wave of sensation washed over her and she felt her juices flowing heavily. "Ohhhhh… Ughhhhnnnn…" she moaned as Trish kissed her passionately.

Trish felt her sister cuming and she forced her tongue into her mouth. As Trina shuddered, Trish pressed her body close and shared the sensation. It was always like that for Trish and Trina; being identical twins, they often experienced dual emotions and sex was one of the stronger they shared.

Standing on the patio a dozen yards away, Dan Gibson blinked as his eyes became accustomed to the darkness. He held his drink poised an inch from his mouth as Trina gasped loudly. He saw the twin sisters embracing in the darkness of the back yard and his prick twitched against his thigh.

Quietly, Dan moved off the patio to stand beside the large potted palms. He peered into the darkness as the girls kissed passionately. At first, Dan could not distinguish which twin was who, but as he looked on, he saw the differences in their dress.

Trying to tell the girls apart had always been a chore for Dan. Now, as he looked on, he felt his pulse racing madly as Trish raised her hand and her sister licked her fingers. Rubbing the growing bulge in his trousers, he heard them whispering to each other.

"God, you always make me cum so good, Trish!" Trina told her sister and kissed her again.

Trish ran her hand over her sister's tits and felt the flesh quiver. "If I had a prick, I'd make you cum until you couldn't stand it!"

"Oh, no… no prick could do for me what you do!" Trina protested, then giggled. "But it would be nice – no one would suspect us of fucking, would they?"

Trish laughed too. "Did you understand what they said?"

"Uh-huh… freaky, isn't it!" Trina replied.

"I think it's beautiful… and I think it's time we let him know that we know…"

"Oh, Trish, do you think we should?"

"Why not? What's good for the goose…"

Dan moved back onto the patio as the girls turned his way. His prick throbbed painfully against his leg as he saw them coming. He hoped I they wouldn't see it in the darkness. He did not fully understand what the girl's had been talking about, but he understood what he had seen them doing. His mind reeled at the thought of fucking one or both of his nieces, but the thought was dispelled as he heard his wife call out for him.

Inside, Tim Hogan glanced up as his daughters entered the room. He had been drinking since early evening and the party his sister was having had turned out to be a boring obligation rather than the festive occasion she had promised. Still, Tim was satisfied. Jody had sucked his prick and that would hold him until tomorrow.

"Dad… do you think we could go now?" Trish asked as she and Trina crossed the smoke-filled room.

Tim glanced at his watch and caught his sister's eye as he replied, "Come on, it's still early… you wouldn't want to disappoint your Aunt Jody, would you?"

Trish leaned close to her father and whispered in his ear. "Jody's parties are a drag for us, and you know it. That's why you didn't make Michael come to this one!"

Tim smiled as he thought about his old son begging off at the last minute. He looked about the room and sighed; he saw the widow Thelma Garrison smiling at him and he knew that if he stayed until the other guests departed, she would ask him to drive her home. Of course, he could always drive them home, then come back – Thelma was obviously on the move…

"S'matter?" Dan asked as he walked up and slipped his arms around the twins' waists.

"Jody's parties are a drag… quote the twins," Tim said, winking at his brother-in-law. "Not enough teenaged boys to suit them."

"No teenaged boys… that's the problem!" Trish said. She felt her uncle's hand tighten on her trim waist.

Dan smiled. "What the hell, Tim… Jody just informed me the fish have drunk all the scotch… want me to drive them home? I've gotta go out anyway."

Tim glanced at Thelma again. The attractive brunette licked her lips and returned his gaze. His eyes ran to the full flare of her hips and he nodded. "Ah, yeah… why not. You girls do want to go, don't you?"

Trish and Trina exchanged a knowing glance and turned to their uncle. "We'll get our sweaters," Trina said.

In the hallway, Trish turned to her sister.

"Wanna have some fun with Uncle Dan?"

Trina felt a rush of excitement. She knew the kind of "fun" Trish was thinking of and she nodded.

The girls were waiting for Dan in the driveway. They climbed into the car, and Trish slid across the wide front seat as her uncle started the car. As they pulled out of the drive, Trish moved closer to her uncle. Her hand lay innocently on his thigh.

Dan glanced down at the girl's hand. He swallowed thickly and glanced toward Trina.

"Ah, I guess grownup parties are a drag for you girls."

Moving her hand up an inch, Trish shrugged. "They wouldn't be if they were really grownup," she replied mysteriously.

Dan's prick twitched as he felt the girl's warm hand on his thigh. "And what's 'grownup' mean to you?"

"Oh, you know…" Trish said, inching her hand higher toward his crotch.

Dan stiffened as he felt the girl's fingers touch the head of his throbbing cock. He couldn't be sure whether it was accidental or intentional, and his heart beat heavily as he steered the car through the darkened residential streets.

"No… I really don't know…" he said laughing nervously.

"Tell him, Trina…" Trish said, moving her hand over his pulsing cock and squeezing it gently.

"You know, Uncle Dan, grownup parties are kind of sexually oriented – swapping, dirty movies and that sort of thing."

Trish closed her hand about his throbbing cock, suppressing a giggle as she felt him stiffen. "You agree, don't you?"

"Ah… Jeez… what do you kids know about things like that?" he asked, feeling the sweat break on his upper lip.

Turning to him, Trish reached over and pulled down the zipper of his pants. "Oh, we know lots of things, Uncle Dan."

Dan could not believe it was happening to him. He looked down in amazement as Trish freed his twitching prick. As her warm hand closed about his aching member, he swerved to miss a parked car. "Trish… For God's sake, what're you doing?"

"Just what you want me to do, Uncle Dan…" she said huskily as she massaged the length of his prick.

"But…"