mrwhip
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I never thought I could win a girl like Pam Driscol, yet six weeks after our first date, we were on our way to the Junior Prom. A week before that, Pam took my ring and we were steadies.
Pam and I were getting serious. Her parents didn't seem at all pleased by that fact. Tracks divided our neighborhoods.
Pam is a rich kid, a bit spoiled, an only *****. Her junior year at Calvin High was her first public school experience. Pam was a bit of a wall flower for most of the year. She got a reputation for being stuck up and uppity. She was neither. I helped her with science lab; she helped me learn to dance. We became friends, nothing more.
I considered her way out of my league. Pam has a priceless beauty – blond, light complected, petite, blue/green eyes – like a rare porcelain doll. She was sexy without really trying. Lucky for me she hated jocks. Pam liked boys of whit and brain. I'm not all that funny, but I do have a well-hung brain.
Our dates were fun, full of festive walks and talks, but no sex. Oh, I wanted her, God how I wanted her. I just could not bring myself to touch her in an intimate familiar way, though she never gave me an indication that she'd refuse my advances. She also gave no indication that she wanted one. As we posed for pictures at her family's palatial home in our prom clothes, I still hadn't touched her. Holding hands and a friendly peck good night was the extent of foreplay.
As we drove off in my ********** pickup truck, I started towards the High School when Pam said, "No, turn right. We have to swing by your house, too."
I sat at the stop sign and said, "I don't think so, Pam. My folks aren't expecting us; besides, I think they went out."
"How can they? We have the truck. Jerry, why don't you want me to meet your family. I'll never look better than I do now. We will never look this good together. I want them to have a picture of us together. Who knows, we might get married some day. Come on, Jerry. I want to make the best impression I can."
I let out a deep breath, turned in my seat and said, "Pam, my folks are kind of...well...strange. I've told you about Dad, well Mom is just as bad. Pam, do you know what swingers are?"
"Do you mean like wife swappers?" I nodded, deeply embarrassed. "I'm not a baby, Jerry. I figured it was something like that. It isn't your fault what your parents do. At least they're not a***ing you or doing ***** or stealing from people. I don't care what they do together. That's none of our business."
"Pam, you don't understand. My dad is crude, I mean real crude. Half the time he's naked, so is Mom for that matter."
"You've seen your parents naked?" I nodded meekly. "In front of your brothers and your sister?"
"Pam, I've seen them doing it. We all have, lots of times, and not just with each other."
Pam drew back in astonishment, her eyes wide. "You've actually seen them...making love?"
"That's a nice word for it, yes." Pam sat in silence for too long. I said, "Look, I'll take you home if you want."
She turned and placed her delicate fingers on my arm and said, "Don't be silly. I want you to take me to meet your family. I'm sorry, but we have to face them sooner or later. Let's get it over with. Nothing will spoil this night. Really, I want to."
Well, I finally caved in but stopped to make a warning call first. As usual, the yard was littered and overgrown. The old Pontiac sat on blocks. I guided Pam through the debris field as she tried to find dry footing for her high heels. I held her arm as we walked up the rickety steps. I held open the screen door and opened the solid door. Pam passed through into a world she'd never been exposed to.
My dad sat on the old sofa in boxer shorts and a tank top. Mom sat beside him wearing her mini-skirt with a half cup bra. My two younger brothers were sprawled in front of the TV in their underwear, and my twelve-year-old sister was naked, painting her toe nails. Strange as this may sound, I was relieved; they were presentable.
>From the corner of my eye I could see that Pam was taking it all in, trying not to stare at Judy's naked beaver shot. Judy loves to flash her beaver. Mom and Dad encourage her. Brad and Danny immediately jumped up and surrounded Pam. To them she looked like a fairy princess in her flowing white form-fitting dress with puffy sleeves and open bodice. I kept pushing them away until Dad told me to let them get a look at her. I nervously brought Pam before Mom and Dad and said, "We're in a big hurry. We just wanted to swing by for a few pictures. We're actually running kind of late."
Dad sat there looking over Pam like a refugee at a banquet. I nervously shifted my weight as Pam extended her hand and said, "Hi, my name is Pan Driscol."
Dad took Pam's hand and pulled her spinning onto his lap. She was not expecting this and more-or-less fell onto his lap with her knees facing Mom to his right. She sat there stunned as Dad said, "So this is Jerry's new playmate. Not bad, kid. Not bad at all. Is she a virgin?"
"Dad, please don't." I could have died, and by the look on Pam's face, so could she. Brad and Danny snickered and giggled. Judy said, "Why don't you just check her out, Dad." Pam looked pale. Mom sat there smiling through the whole thing.
Dad grasp her by the hips and centering her right over his crotch. When he'd spun her onto his lap, her billowy skirt fanned out so when she met his lap, her skirts were not under her. Whatever she had on under that dress was obviously not enough. Her expression told me that much. Dad said, "I asked a question. Isn't somebody going to answer?"
"Dad, don't do this. Pam's not like that."
"Boy, don't talk to me in that tone. Pam, how about it?"
Pam swallowed hard and said meekly, "Yes...I mean, well, I've never done it."
"What you mean is you've never had a real cock up you. Is that what you're trying to say? Don't be shy with us. We're all family here. We just want to get to know you."
"I've never had sex, if that's what you mean."
"Honey, do you have a hymen or don't you?"
Pam gulped again, bowed and shook her head. Her head shot straight up when Dad grabbed her left tit and squeezed. She sat stiff as a rod as he squeezed the other. His meaty hand went back and forth as he said, "Nice firm titties, no stuffing here. Lean forward, sweetheart. Let's get a look at these puppies."
Amazingly, Pam allowed Dad to push her forward and she remained there passively as he unzipped her gown. He pushed her upright and pulled the puffy sleeves down her arms, pulling each arm free, then rudely yanking the top of her dress down. He then simply pushed the bra up over her tits. Pam looked numb as Dad whistled and rolled her hard nipples in his fingers. Brad and Danny reached in from her left side. I started to stop them but a hard look from Dad backed me down. I stood there like an idiot watching my girl's tits get mauled by my Dad and two shithead brothers.
Dad lost interest in her tits and swung her legs up onto Mom's lap. She ran her hands up and down Pam's legs as Dad ran his hand straight up her inner thigh to the crotch. Pam bit her lower lip and let out a whimper as I was sure Dad was rubbing his finger over her crotch. Had it not been for the pantie hose, I'm sure he would have fingered her.
Brad got on the sofa behind Pam, spread his legs out and pulled her back by the tits. Pam let herself fall back against my brother's chest as Danny fastened his mouth to her left nipple. I envied those two. Pam had the most perfect set of breasts I'd ever seen – pink nipples on a field of snow white softness, firm yet soft and yielding.
At this point, Judy walked to Pam's hip and said, "Show us her pussy, Dad."
Dad said, "Hold your damn horses, Judy. I'm warming her up first. You don't just go up to a girl you just met and demand to see her pussy."
Mom pushed Pam's skirts up into a pile around her middle then reached for the top of her pantie hose, saying, "I think she's plenty ready, now." With that, she slowly pulled pantie and pantie hose as Dad lifted Pam's hips. Pam let out a groan as Mom uncovered her pubic patch. I let out a groan at the sight of that patch. It was so fine and light, you had to look twice to see it. While Mom busied herself removing shoes, panties, and pantie hose, Dad went for Pam's pussy. He wasted no time and had two middle fingers in deep.
Pam went completely limp and let her legs fall open after Mom freed them. Dad's fingers fucked her as he declared, "Jesus Christ but this bitch has a fine pussy."
Judy cried, "Let me, let me feel!"
Dad relinquished Pam's pussy to my sister and Judy tried to work her whole hand inside. Pam strained and grimaced as Mom came to her rescue, slapping at Judy's wrist and saying, "Finger her nice, don't go stretching her out. She's practically a virgin, you know." Judy reluctantly used her fingers.
Brad scampered out from under Pam and crawled right over her as her head fell to the cushions. He straddled her middle sinking into the pile of white silk and lace. He peered between her legs, calling his turn. Dad gave it to him, then Danny got a turn. Pam look dazed, bordering on delirium. I figured this was my last date, so I took advantage of the opportunity to feast my eyes on her body, especially her golden pussy. More than anything, I wanted a turn, but I just couldn't do it to her. Even Mom took a turn before turning her over to Dad.
Dad got three fingers going in a steady fuck motion. Danny went back to a titty as Judy claimed the other. Brad sat by her head and jacked off near her eyes. Mom placed Pam's right leg so that it hooked on Dad's neck. She pushed the left out to the floor and lowered her face to rest on the inside of Pam's left thigh watching Dad's fingers work in Pam's soupy pussy. Dad had Pam lifting up to meet his plunging fingers. Occasionally, he'd stop to feed Mom those fingers. At those times, Pam seemed impatient for their return.
Dad brought her to a body-shuddering orgasm then let Mom move in to suck her pussy. Judy lifted her head to see what was making those delicious sensations between her legs. When she saw Mom's face staring back over her mound, she swooned and her head fell back. Dad brought her off twice more before telling me to fetch the camera.
As I attached the flash bar, he said, "She wanted pictures, let's take pictures." I needed no instructions. Mom and Dad posed her and I took the shots. They especially wanted spread beaver shots, so Pam had to assume a variety of spread positions as Mom or Dad or both pried her lips apart and poked fingers in her holes. She knelt on the sofa with her head in the cushions. They had her reach back and spread her cheeks apart. For another, she did a head stand against the back of the sofa, her skirts drapeing her upper body, doing the inverted splits. I leaned over the sofa for the close-up beaver shot. Mom came up and ate her to a toe-curling climax. Pam followed every order without a whimper of protest.
One in particular I will always cherish. Dad had Pam sit on his lap leaning back against his chest. She held her legs straight up in a wide "V" and used her fingers to open up her pussy while Dad squeezed her tits out in offering. I got low with the lens at her twat and took the shot up her body, getting her passion- glazed face in the frame. After the shot, I announced that it was the last one. Mom got down and ate her pussy again while Pam held the pose for her. She was quickly rewarded by yet another orgasm. Judy got in place to lap up her juices as Pam's legs flopped down on either side of her.
Dad let Judy finish, then rolled Pam off, slapped her ass, and said, "You two better get a move on." He turned to me and said, "Well, ***, we got her all primed and ready for you. You got yourself a hot one here, Boy."
Mom helped Pam get her things back in order then brushed out her hair and cleaned Brads cum off her face. She patted Pam's cheek and said, "There you go, fresh as new. You kids have a good time."
At the door, Dad called out, "You bring her back over after the dance. You owe us, you here?"
I saw no harm in agreeing because I knew Pam would want me to take her straight home or to a police station. He added, "Boy, you ain't keeping this one to yourself. You remember what I said, and don't stay out late."
I walked her to the truck and held the door. She got in silently. I eased into the drivers side and gave her a cautious glance. Pam stared straight. I started the truck and we headed down the street. After a long silence, I said, "I'm sorry, Pam."
She looked straight ahead and said, "It wasn't your fault, Jerry. Let's just forget it, okay?"
When it came to the point where the road to her house diverged from the road to the school, I was in a quandary. I said, "Do you want me to take you home?"
"No, take me to the prom."
Well, we went to the prom and did the prom thing. We left early. I took her to her street and turned on the signal. She said, "What are you doing?"
"Taking you home."
"But you heard what your ****** said. You have to take me back there first."
Well, you could have clubbed me senseless with a wet noodle. I turned off the blinker and kept driving. I had to say something.
I said, "Pam, I can take you home if you want. I can tell them you left me at the dance. You don't have to go back there."
"No, you'll get in trouble. Just drive, Jerry."
"Pam, do you understand what Dad intends to do?"
"Jerry, I'm not an idiot. If I have to put up with your family in order to be your girlfriend, then that's what I have to do."
I could have contradicted her, but the idea of this goddess willing to offer herself to my family to be my girlfriend had my dick at attention. I wanted more. I said, "Pam, Dad will continue to make demands on you as long as you're my girl. I can't stop him or help you."
"I know, Jerry. I don't expect you to."
I couldn't stop myself. I said, "He's going to fuck you and let other men fuck you. They make movies, porno movies."
"Jerry, I know. I don't like this any more than you do, but what choice do we have."
I almost lost it at that point. I drove faster. We arrived and moved right to the front door. Pam looked eager to get inside. Everyone was still up. Mom and Dad were naked, as was Judy. Dad held the video camera in his lap. Brad and Danny got naked and joined the others on the sofa, stroking their dicks with a hungy gleam in their eyes. Dad told me to bring Pam before them and strip her.
He brought the camera up and hit the record button as Pam walked to the center facing Mom and Dad. She stood still and let me remove every stitch of clothing. After helping her step free of her panties and pantie hose, I stepped back and took in her quivering nakedness from the rear.
She was absolutely adorable. She stood stock still as Dad got up and panned around her, poking his lens into intimate nooks and cunnies. The light, untanned, skin that most girls have beneath their swimsuits was all over Pam, making her whole body look like intimate flesh. She had a perfect female form without muscles or sinue showing and no body fat, giving her a trim yet soft look.
While Dad taped, everyone just sat staring in silence, making her more uncomfortable and nervous. I moved to the left side of the sofa to survey her front. I leered as lustfully as the others, enjoying her discomfort, still high on the fantasy that she was willing to endure this *********** in order to be my girl, though I suspected she had her own rea***s.
>From the front, her nudity was breath-taking. It would be breath-taking without her flowing blond hair and expertly made-up face. With it, she was moreso. Another thing that made her look so precious was my class ring dangling between her breasts on an expensive gold chain her ****** gave her.
Her state of arousal was quite apparent. Her nipples were stiff and arching up. A red hue spread over her face and upper chest. Most noticeable on Pam was the state of her pussy. Her light pubic hair hid nothing.
Bright camera lights placed on the floor lit up the golden hairs between her legs. They glistened with her juices. Her inner thighs shone from having spread that wetness with her steps. The lips of her sex were inflamed and puffed out. Though her knees were inches apart, you could see pink all down her slit. Most telling of all was her clit, poking out from the plane of her sex lips like a skinned rodent about to make a dash to safety. If you looked hard – and we and the camera did- you could see it throb with her heartbeat.
I silently cheered Dad on to have his way with her. My heart leapt at his words, "Spread those feet out and show us your horny twat, Pam."
Pam slid her right foot out by a yard and placed her hands on her upper ass swells, leaning back to thrust her pussy out. Dad set a light on the floor between her feet and sat before her, bringing the camera in for a close-up. Pam, without prompting brought her hands around and used her finger tips to open her pussy. Dad said, "That's it baby, play with your pussy. What's your name, sweetheart?"
I thought this was a rather odd question to ask until I remembered he used the new camera with audio. Pam spoke loud and plain, "Pamala Driscol," then stabbed her right fuck finger deep in her cunt.
Dad zeroed-in on her plunging finger. "Who is your ******, Pamela Driscol?"
She used the fingers of her left hand to expose her stiff clit and roto-routered it with her right index finger while saying, "Judge Driscol, the county judge."
"Are you a virgin, Pam?"
"Yes, sorta. I've never been fucked by a real cock."
"Do you have a hot and horny cunt, Pam?"
"Yes. It's always horny. It drives me crazy."
"What do you do about it?"
"I fuck it. I fuck it a lot with my Mom's dildoes. I watch Dad's movies and fuck my cunt with Mom's toys. Sometimes, I spy on Mom and watch her fuck the gardner or pool guys and fuck myself." Pam brought herself off in a paroxysm of fuck lust and filthy declarations.
When she calmed, Dad stopped the tape and said, "Beautiful, fucking perfect." He turned to me and said, "Well, ***, was she a good fuck?"
I said, "We didn't do anything but dance, Dad."
"What! After we got her all primed and ready, you danced?" I nodded sheepishly. "Jesus H. Christ, what do I have to do, stick it in for you and pump your ass up and down? You always were the black sheep. Well, don't just stand there like a fool. Strip down and fuck the little slut."
I looked uncertainly to Pam. She appeared to be waiting for me to strip. I stripped. I approached her, got close, then turned to Dad and said, "You mean right here?"
"Yes, God damnit, right here. Feel her up first, get her hot. then fuck her." He reset the camera and began taping.
I timidly reached for her left breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. I teased the nipple, conscious of my now rampant, throbbing hardon. I brought the other hand to her crotch and cupped her sex. She moaned. My index finger ran through her slippery cleft and teased her clit, making her swoon. I sank my middle finger into her cunt. It was like going into warm custard pie but very snug. I used two fingers and finger-fucked her pussy. She bit her lower lip. I kissed her and she reached out with her tongue. I sucked it into my mouth and drew our bodies close, pushing my cock between her legs.
From behind, I heard Judy shout, "Fuck her, Jerry!" Brad added, "Fuck her butt." Mom said, "You're no *** of mine if you don't go down on her first." We had this to deal with in addition to Dad's intrusive camera.
I broke off the kiss and trailed kisses down her front as I went to my knees. Suddenly, I was looking right into Pam's pussy in lewd presentation as she maintained her out-thrust pose. I buried my face in her muff and sucked ravenously, wallowing in her rich vaginal slime. I could not get enough and delved deep inside to lap her walls. I sucked that little skinned rodent and nipped it with my teeth. I had Pam moaning and groaning and nearing collapse as she
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