Serendipity 28: Ted & Shana's Dirty Night-Pt. 2

She took the panties, some rainbow-colored stretchy things that I think are called "boyshorts," and proceeded to wipe her pussy − dripping with her juices, my cum, and maybe even still some beer − with them. She paused for just a moment, and then, I guess for good measure, she ran the sodden underwear up through the crevice between her buttocks. She scrunched them into a ball and shoved the damp wad into the pocket of my jeans, and then we both got dressed.

Shana carried our duffel bag out to the car while I went to the office to settle the bill. The same grandmotherly lady who checked me in yesterday evening was there today. While I was fiddling with my wallet, I could see that she was looking through the front window to the parking lot, where Shana was putting our stuff in the car.

The lady looked at me and with a smirk, said, "That one looks young enough to be your daughter."

With what I hoped was a knowing smile and a suggestive tone of voice, I said, "Who knows -- maybe she is?"

She raised her eyebrows and smiled back at me. "You lucky dog -- I guess every day is Father's Day for you, then, isn't it?"

I liked her.

Once we got out of the parking lot, I told Shana about my exchange with the lady in the office. Shane smiled. "Dad, it's Father's Day any day you want it. Maybe even several times a day."

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The drive home was quiet. There really wasn't a lot to say, although we were sure we'd both have to furnish every detail -- probably several times -- once we got home.

And speaking of home,...

We were there in seemingly no time. Shane was already wearing her denim jacket against the morning chill, so I just grabbed our duffel bag and we headed into the cabin.

We were greeted almost immediately by Georgia, then Eddie -- they might actually have been waiting for us. I don't think our arrival interrupted anything, since both were "dressed," although just barely. The large t-shirt Georgia was wearing was just long enough to cover most of her pussy. Eddie's wasn't long enough to cover much of anything.

Georgia kissed both of us and asked if we had a good time. Eddie, however, was noticing Shane's "outfit" -- the slutty cutoff shorts, the nipples hard and visible under the worn t-shirt.

And Shane noticed that he was noticing. She kind of lowered her eyes coyly, then moved one hand downward, unsnapping the top button of those obscene shorts -- and then just stood there, looking at Eddie.

Eddie's cock, which was on complete display below his t-shirt, began to visibly thicken. He stepped over to Shane and took her free hand and led -- almost pulled -- his sister into their bedroom. Of course, they didn't bother to close the door.

Georgia must have been affected by this display, because she dropped to her knees right there on the spot and began working on my belt and jeans and shorts, and in no time, she had my cock -- now erect and almost certainly smelling and tasting of my and Shane's final session -- all the way into her mouth.

From the bedroom, we heard Shana's voice. "Oh, Eddie, our Dad fucked me so good ..."

That was enough for Georgia. She stood up abruptly and dragged me -- hobbled by the jeans that were still bunched around my ankles -- into the bedroom. She fell on the bed and reached out to pull me down on top of her. As I struggled to finally free my legs from my jeans, my hand felt something wet.Then I remembered -- the soggy panties that Shane had shoved into my jeans pocket back at the Lodge.

My fingers automatically seized on the sodden boyshort panties. Without even thinking, I brought the wet, redolent fabric, pungent with Shane's and my juices, to Georgia's face, to her nose.

"Shana," I said, simply.

I watched as Georgia took a slight sniff, as if to 'verify' what I'd said. Then she inhaled deeply, and she swooned, "Unnnhhhhhh...," overcome by the musky and pungent smells, and by the knowledge of where they came from.

In an attempt to make the perversion even more intense, I pressed the silky material between her lips, pushing until there was a small wad of the soggy fabric inside my wife's mouth.

Then, from the other room, we heard, "Oh, Ted, fuck me like you've been wanting to," followed by Eddie's voice − "Take my dick, Georgia, you slut -- you know you want it!"

As soon as we heard that, Georgia took Shane's soggy panties out of her mouth and looked into my eyes and demanded, "Fuck me, Ted -- fuck me like you did our daughter last night!"

... and with that, she put Shane's panties back to her mouth and I put my face against hers, and there, with our daughter's raw, animal smells between us, we fucked each other with an urgency we hadn't known in a long time.

I pulled

them out of my pocket, and I brought them to Georgia's face, to her nose. "Shana," I said

simply.

I watched as Georgia took a slight sniff, as if to 'verify' what I'd said. Then she inhaled deeply,

swooning, "Uhhhhhh...," overcome by the musky and pungent smells, and by the knowledge of

where they came from.

In an attempt to make the perversion even more intense, I pressed the silky material between

Georgia's lips, pushing until there was a small wad of the soggy fabric inside my wife's mouth.

Then I put my face against hers, and there, with out daughter's raw, animal smells between us,

we fucked each other with an urgency we hadn't experienced in a long time.

Then I

remembered -- the soggy panties that Shane had shoved in there back at the Lodge. I pulled

them out of my pocket, and I brought them to Georgia's face, to her nose. "Shana," I said

simply.

I watched as Georgia took a slight sniff, as if to 'verify' what I'd said. Then she inhaled deeply,

swooning, "Uhhhhhh...," overcome by the musky and pungent smells, and by the knowledge of

where they came from.

In an attempt to make the perversion even more intense, I pressed the silky material between

Georgia's lips, pushing until there was a small wad of the soggy fabric inside my wife's mouth.

Then I put my face against hers, and there, with out daughter's raw, animal smells between us,

we fucked each other with an urgency we hadn't experienced in a long time

Then I

remembered -- the soggy panties that Shane had shoved in there back at the Lodge. I pulled

them out of my pocket, and I brought them to Georgia's face, to her nose. "Shana," I said

simply.

I watched as Georgia took a slight sniff, as if to 'verify' what I'd said. Then she inhaled deeply,

swooning, "Uhhhhhh...," overcome by the musky and pungent smells, and by the knowledge of

where they came from.

In an attempt to make the perversion even more intense, I pressed the silky material between

Georgia's lips, pushing until there was a small wad of the soggy fabric inside my wife's mouth.

Then I put my face against hers, and there, with out daughter's raw, animal smells between us,

we fucked each other with an urgency we hadn't experienced in a long time

I pulled

them out of my pocket, and I brought them to Georgia's face, to her nose. "Shana," I said

simply.

I watched as Georgia took a slight sniff, as if to 'verify' what I'd said. Then she inhaled deeply,

swooning, "Uhhhhhh...," overcome by the musky and pungent smells, and by the knowledge of

where they came from.

In an attempt to make the perversion even more intense, I pressed the silky material between

Georgia's lips, pushing until there was a small wad of the soggy fabric inside my wife's mouth.

Then I put my face against hers, and there, with out daughter's raw, animal smells between us,

we fucked each other with an urgency we hadn't experienced in a long time.

* * * * * * * *

GEORGIA

"You know, we've been here 12 days -- we go back home the day after tomorrow."

Ted sensed the regret in my voice, and he knew the reason for it.

I realized that I've fallen in love with my teenaged son.

Blood was pounding in my head, but I had to say it. "I don't think I can stop, Ted."

He waited for a moment, thinking whether he should say it or not.

"Georgia -- I don't think I want to stop."

He took me by the hand and led me to our bed, and he lay down and guided me down on top of him, and I guided his cock inside me, and I put my head on his chest and he put his arms around me, and we lay there like that -- thinking, of ...

* * * * * * * *

The next night -- our last night at the cabin -- we all spent the night in the same bed, together, Shane and I with our heads between each other's legs (all right -- in each other's pussies), with Ted inside of me and Eddie inside Shane.

Sometime during the night they traded places.

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