Chapter 28 "Girls night!"

"Be back soon darling!" Ann Andrews called out as her husband Dave left for a business dinner. She watched as he got into the taxi and waited at the door until the red tail lights of the cab disappeared around the corner. She breath a sigh of relief. Ann didn't particularly care for business meetings. Neither did Dave actually but every once in a while he had to make an appearance.

She closed the door and walked into the kitchen. Her daughters, Sharon and Melissa were sitting at the table playing strip poker. The girls had put a number of outfits on to try and cheat the system. They giggled each time one of them lost and the loser did a quick strip tease act to the music on the radio. Ann picked up an apple and took a bite while watching her girls play.

Sharon looked over Melissa's shoulder and caught the glint in her Mother's eye. "Mum? Do you want us to do something?" she asked.

Ann swallowed her mouthful, "In a few minutes darling."

Sharon smiled and nodded her head.

Ann dropped the apple core into the waste disposal and flushed the sink with water. The disposal unit screamed into life and was quickly switched off again.

She then turned back to the girls. Melissa had stood up and pulled her dress over milky white shoulders. Her pony tails dropped back onto her shoulders as she jiggled her breasts to Sharon who carried on laughing.

Sharon being a little more experienced with the game still retained her skirt, blouse, belt, stockings and shoes. Melissa was simply left with her shoes and stockings. Melissa shuffled the deck.

Ann opened the door to the basement, she needed some toys.

Paul Winslow flexed his thigh and ass muscles, and then relaxed. His daughter Cindy who had just returned back from Hackmoore's swallowed his cum. Paul groaned as the sensation washed over his body and looked down. He smiled at how Cindy didn't miss a single drop. He pulled her hair upwards and Cindy stood up to his shoulder height.

"That was excellent honey. How did you learn that?" as he stroked her hair back into place.

Cindy purred to her father's petting. "Well, the cock-sucking class at the school was a bit more than sucking. We had to get our mouths and tongues exercised for the first month. I remember after the first lesson I could barely talk cos my jaw hurt so much."

Cindy took Paul's hand and led him to the sofa. Paul sat down and Cindy lay with her bottom up across his knee. He rubbed it with his left hand and played with her tits with the other. "Go on." he prompted.

"Well. We sat in these chairs. We had to lean out heads back and the teacher would strap our foreheads down. Then these steel cocks would sink down about three inches into our mouths. The first exercise we had to push it out with our tongues. This normally went for an hour. If we were good we got a 5 minute break. Then we had to suck the cocks and keep them down for as long as possible. This went for another hour. After that we had to suck them again while the teacher put whatever kind of cream or juice in the top to simulate cum."

Paul stuck his middle finger up Cindy's ass. Cindy squirmed a bit. He loved how tight her asshole was. He reached over and picked up a cigar.

"Pull your cheeks apart." he said. Cindy immediately did.

Paul lit his cigar and puffed on it a bit. "What juices did they put in the cocks?"

"Well. Initially it was just milk. Sometimes the milk was off though and that made it yukky. Then they put in pineapple and orange juice. One time they did put in some cream which burnt the girl's throats. Not a dry eye in the room that day." she sniggered at the thought.

Cindy caught her breath as Paul put the lit end to one of her ass cheeks. 'No noise.' he thought. He ground the cigar into her other cheek and was rewarded with a small cry.

Cindy felt the cigar end entering her rectum. "Leave it there. " Paul ordered. Cindy could already feel the heat from the cigar end. It wouldn't be long.

Melissa's shook her head. Already the blood rushed to it and was giving her a slight headache. Her body involuntarily jerked as to Mother sunk another pin into her raw pussy. She was lieing upside down on one of their sofa chairs. Her legs were shackled at the top and her hands her cuffed at the chair's feet. Melissa turned her head to watch Ann turn around to her sister Sharon.

Sharon's knees were hurting but that was nothing to her tits. They had large alligator clips attached to them with a chain link. Her hands had been tied to rope connected to a ring in the ceiling. The rope also held two cuffs which were holding her ankles together. They had been pulled up so all of her weight was on her knees. She looked up at Ann. Ann took the chain and jerked on it a few times. Sharon's breasts wobbled back into position.

"What should I do to Melissa? The whip or more needles?" Ann asked.

Sharon looked over to her sister. "Both of course, Mother dear."

Ann smiled and picked up the whip. "You're getting good at reading my mind." She turned and snapped the whip across Melissa's cunt driving the needles deeper into her tender flesh. Melissa cried out. Again Ann snapped the whip. Melissa cried out again and pulled at her ropes.

Ann walked back to give herself some more room to swing her whip. She lashed Melissa another 20 times. Some across her chest and breasts, other times across her thighs and vagina. She threw the last whipping across Sharon's breasts just to keep her awake. Sharon threw her head back and screamed. The unexpected lash caught her totally by surprise.

Cindy had been given the order to try and get the cigar out but only with her ass muscles and boy was she ever trying. The cigar had been burning her inside for nearly two minutes. She stood up and tried squatting. She clenched her ass but it was no good. Unfortunately with all the activity it was also keeping the cigar smouldering. Cindy eventually fell forward onto her knees. She looked up at her father, pleadingly.

Paul drunk some more of his beer. "Yes honey?" as though he had just seen her predicament for the first time.

"I can't Daddy." She moaned.

"Can't what darling?"

"I can't get it out."

"Shall I get it out darling?"

"Please." and Cindy turned around. She bent over at the waist with her hands on the floor. Paul opened her ass hole and couldn't even see the cigar anymore. He took another slug of beer and then insert the bottle neck into his daughter's ass. The bottle drained the remaining liquid into her rectum. Cindy groaned at the cold intrusion of glass and liquid. But at least it took away the burning from the cigar.

"Better honey?"

Cindy turned around. "Yes. Thank you."

Paul cupped her chin in his hand. "Good, now suck me again."

Melissa continued to suck Ann's cunt. The juices flowed more and more as she tried to suck and breath at the same time. Again her body jerked as Ann pulled pins out of her vagina and reinserted them.

Sharon looked over to the doorway and saw that her father was home. He put his finger to his mouth to warn her to be quiet. He dropped his coat and hat onto a chair and walked quietly over to his wife who hadn't noticed him. Dave slowly and quietly undid his belt and trousers. His cock was getting stronger with the moanings from Ann.

Without any warning he pushed Ann forward and lifted up her skirt.

"What the fuck?!" Ann cried out but it was too late. Dave shoved his cock deep into Ann's vagina. She groaned in pleasure into Melissa's cunt as Dave pumped away. Ann opened her mouth and sucked at Melissa's vagina. Melissa watched her father's cock sink deeper and deeper into her Mother's cunt.

Sharon watched on and wished they'd hurry up. Her knees were really sore.