That was what Paula needed, someone to take command of the situation, to give her a definite order that she could follow. Quickly she scooped up her bikini halter, then the bottom a few feet away. She wasted no time in her mad dash to the house. Once she was safely inside the door to the family room, she turned to look out and saw the gate in the high board fence opening. She cast a frantic glance at her father and was amazed at his speed and agility. He had his pants on and was lounging in the desk chair, pretending to be asleep. He looked perfectly natural with his shoes, socks and shirt off, getting a little sun while he dozed.
Paula went upstairs, her bikini in her hand, laughing to herself.
CHAPTER THREE
Sunday morning dawned bright and sunny, a perfect day in late May, but the Prentiss family didn't get off to an early start on their picnic as they had first planned. For one thing, Paula noticed, neither Mom nor Dad were in any great hurry to get out of bed. Not that they hadn't gone to bed early enough the night before. They were in the bedroom by nine o'clock.
It was one of those evenings when the four of them sat down in the living room to watch TV. Then Mom sat on Dad's lap and wriggled and squirmed around until she had him as worked up as she was. Suddenly they got up and went off to their bedroom, and that was the last Paula and her brother saw of them until the next day at ten o'clock.
Paula knew her parents hadn't gone to sleep right away. When she went to her room later that night, she could hear sounds coming from her parents' room, right next to hers. She couldn't hear what they were saying but she could identify the various sounds. She knew they were having a hell of a great time together.
After her parents had gone to their room, Paula's brother gave her a pretty hot time on the living room couch. Paula's Mom and Dad were no sooner out of the room than her brother pulled her into his arms and the two of them did some hot and heavy necking. His hands were all over her and Paula didn't mind in the least that his kisses were one long open-mouthed tongue-licking experience.
His hands were squeezing and caressing her full firm tits, and when his mouth finally left hers, it was to lick and suck on her stiffening nipples. Her brother kept this up until she had two sensational ass-wriggling orgasms, the second one within minutes of the first.
While Paula cuddled in her brother's arms, she felt so good she didn't object at all when his hand slipped inside her panties and fingered her already wet pussy. She soon realized her brother was no amateur at playing with a girl's cunt. His teasing fingers brought her to a mind-shattering climax four times within the next hour. But if her brother thought that now that she was in the mood, she'd let him get his cock into her, he was mistaken!
Paula was stubborn. She wasn't about to let him fuck her. Why should she? Daddy had given her all the cock she needed, that very afternoon. Maybe she thought of herself now as Daddy's woman. And later, as she lay in bed listening to the sounds of the fun and merriment coming from her parents bedroom next to hers, she experienced a feeling of resentment and wished she'd stayed in the living room and let her brother fuck the hell out of her.
Paula went back out to the living room where her brother was still sitting on the sofa. When he undid his zipper and his long hard shaft sprang out into the room, her fingers closed around it and she began to pump away on it. Moments later he let out an animal-like growl and Paula watched a powerful stream of cum spurt from the head of his cock and fly half-way across the room. After that, Paula went back to bed, leaving her brother to clean up his mess off the living room carpet.
In the kitchen the next morning, Paula was pleased to see that they all had the same idea about what to wear for the picnic. Dennis and Daddy both wore swim trunks, while Mom sported a bikini every bit as brief as the one she was wearing.
Paula noticed each male had a considerable sized bulge in the front of his swim trunks, and she wondered if it was her or Mom who inspired it. It was difficult to tell. Daddy was looking at her as though he'd like to take her out by the side of the pool and fuck her again. Her brother was giving Mom some pretty hot looks, too. Dennis had his gaze fixed on that narrow strip of cloth that barely covered Mom's pussy, and it was quite obvious what he had on his mind. A quick glance at Mom's eyes made Paula realize she was quite aware of her son's heated interest.
"Well, let's get moving if we're gonna go," said Paula's father cheerfully, setting his coffee cup down in its saucer. "Let's get things organized here!"
"I'm all ready," chirped Paula's mother happily, hoisting a straw picnic basket into her slender arms. "Dennis will you pick up the ice chest? It's heavy. It has all the beer and Cokes in it."
Minutes later the family had arranged themselves in the family Ford. Paula sat in the back with her brother, while Mom sat close to Dad, who was driving. Paula's mother looked so lovely and desirable; Paula almost felt a little envious. How could Daddy or Dennis possibly notice her when Mom was there to look at? Mom's bikini revealed a luscious, trim and shapely ass and her gracefully molded legs flattered her slender figure.
An hour later the Ford turned off the highway onto an older, narrower and more deserted country road. It was noon by now, and the direct sun coming down on them bathed the countryside in its warmth and gave the occupants of the car the feeling that all was right with the world.
Paula's envy of her mother soon vanished. Her entire body tinged with delicious excitement as she felt her almost naked loins become the focal point of interest to her brother. Glancing down, she observed with obscene relish that he had a very definite hard-on! Of course her handsome brother wanted to fuck her; he was pretending not to notice her so as not to reveal his interest to Daddy, who was staring at her in the rear-view mirror. But her brother's great cock gave him away! Daddy's eyes were glued to her in the mirror and she wondered if he had a hard-on also.
Wow! So many things were happening this weekend that she didn't know quite what to think of them. But one thing was certain. She wanted to find out more about all this!
The one thing that clouded her sensation of budding sexuality was that she wasn't sure how far she should let her brother go. Finally she decided that although she had played with his cock last night – jerked him off in fact – and today she might let him finger her pussy again, she'd never let him fuck her. At least not until she saw how things were between her and Daddy!
The countryside was changing now as they approached the Wahsanee River. It was more hilly and sparsely populated. Both Dad and Mom expressed strong pangs of nostalgia as they drove past an occasional well-kept farmhouse with flourishing fields of young corn and rippling wheat. They were in an animated discussion about how they spent their childhood and teenage summers.
Paula picked up on the bits and pieces of their conversation – and the way they looked at each other – and concluded that it was around here, while on a picnic, that Dad gave Mom her first fuck. Judging from the twinkle in Mom's eyes, she must have really liked it! Paula was quick to notice a movement of Mom's arm as she sat close to Dad, and she realized Mom was feeling Dad's erection though his swim trunks.
Paula felt a strong temptation to quickly lean over the front seat and catch Mom in the act of feeling Dad's cock. But she didn't dare. Besides, Mom's hand was keeping Dad's attention off her and he wasn't looking at her in the rear-view mirror. That enabled her brother to move his hand over onto her legs. In a few moments he had the crotch of her bikini pulled to one side and he was fingering her cunt. A few minutes more and the Ford had reached its destination and pulled to a stop – just as Paula reached her climax!