Three Stoner Chix - Blue Velvet

Andy grinned and started pounding again, but Dana Lee's elbows buckled and she fell out of his grip. So he flipped her onto her back and slid between her legs and stuck his cock back into her vice-like embrace.

Arlen took another picture, but then he saw Dana Lee looking at him. "Uh, I won't show these to anybody, darlin. You don't mind, do you?"

Dana Lee smiled. She knew nobody would ever see these pictures unless they went exploring under Mr. Gleason's bed, so she said. "I don't mind at all Daddy. You don't mind me calling you Daddy, do you?"

He laughed. "Not a bit. Now show me what you got, darlin girl."

Dana Lee giggled. "Okay, Daddy." Then she lifted her legs up so that her knees were against her shoulders and her toes were touching the headboard.

Andy moaned at the sight of her crazy flexibility He ran his hands up the back of her fully flexed thighs, feeling the iron hard muscles inside, and rammed his cock deeper into her pussy than he'd gone before. Now he could feel the head of his cock slamming against the very back wall, making her shriek with each hit. So he got into a pushup position and began to thrust into her with all his might as the flashing camera cast crazy shadows on the wall. Then he moaned, and suddenly felt his balls tightening with imminent release.

Dana Lee noticed Andy's rhythm changing, so she shrieked, "Yeah, baby. Fill me up. Fill me up!!" Then she felt a wet warmth surging into her vagina, and saw Andy's face screwing up into an ugly expression as he grunted like a primordial man. He slapped his balls against her a few more times, his muscular pecs rippling with spasms of joy. Then he collapsed on top of her and she wrapped her long legs around his back and pulled him in tight and kissed him deeply on the lips, exploring his panting, moaning mouth with her eager tongue. She whispered huskily into his ear, "Yeah baby brother. I can feel your cum inside me. Hot as molten iron."

Then she kissed him again until Andy's cock grew soft, and fell out of her. After that, she nudged him aside and opened her legs for Mr. Gleason to take a photo.

Arlen came in close with the camera, excited beyond belief by the flood of thick white cum that was oozing out of Dana Lee's amazing blonde pussy. He took a couple of pictures, then unable to resist, leaned in and slapped his mouth against her cunt and began to suck and slurp, not even thinking about the fact that he was swallowing his own son's cum. After a few moments, he felt Dana Lee pulling his hair upward, so he crawled up and rammed his cock into her vagina. Andy was still collapsed on the bed next to her, so Arlen's arm was right against Andy's side as he began to fuck the sweet girl.

When Andy finally caught his breath, he watched Dad fucking Dana Lee as she whimpered and moaned. "Yeah, Daddy. I've been a bad girl, Daddy. Fuck your little girl."

Arlen blushed at the filthy image of himself fucking Amy. He'd fantasized about it a couple of times, but of course, he'd never do it. But this was the next best thing. Fucking her best friend while she called him Daddy. And she looked a bit like Amy, particularly as he squinted his eyes at her muscular abdomen, which looked exactly like Amy's since they had the same gold hoop in their bellybuttons and similar skin tones. Fuck yeah, Amy. Take your Daddy's cock. Take your Daddy's cock!

Then Dana Lee turned to Andy and moaned, "Come on bro, suck your baby sister's nipples," and pulled him toward her, guiding his lips to her chest.

Andy wrapped his lips around her nipples, turned on inexplicably by the idea that he was sucking Amy's nipples, even though Dana Lee's chest wasn't remotely similar to Amy's. He'd seen Amy walking around the apartment braless, wearing nothing but a thin tank top, so he had a pretty good idea what her nipples looked like. They weren't anywhere near as long and fat as Dana Lee's. But now, with Dana Lee moaning, "Oh, bro, your lips feel so good," he couldn't help but wonder what Amy's nipples might feel like in his mouth.

Now that he was on his side, he could feel Dad's thigh brushing against the tip of his cock, and Dad's long hair tickling the back of his neck from above. For some reason, this intimate proximity with the old man's naked body felt weirdly normal. It definitely didn't feel like incest. After all, they weren't gay, and they weren't fucking each other. They were a team. It was almost as if they were working on a project together, like building a bird house, or changing the oil on the pickup truck. Only this project involved making a teenage girl cum as many times as possible. So Andy moved his hand down Dana Lee's ripped abdomen, until his fingers found her clit. He could feel the top of Dad's cock brushing up and down his fingertips as he fingered her. It didn't feel weird at all, as together they made her whimper and cum.

Dana Lee reached for Andy's cock, to see if it was hard, and finding it was, she pulled him upward, urging him to kneel next to her head. Then she craned her neck sideways and slurped his cock into her mouth and began to greedily suck his throbbing flesh eager for another load of sweet cum.

Andy and Dad were now so close, they had no choice but to put their arms across each other's shoulders to steady themselves. Dad smiled and said, "Goddamn it, Andy. This is so fucking great."

Andy smiled back, having never felt such unbridled love for his father before. "Yeah Dad. It's fucking fantastic!" Then they looked down at Dana Lee. She was arching her long, elegant neck sideways, slurping Andy's cock in and out of her mouth with loud slobbery sounds. Arlen pointed the camera down and took a flash photo.

Then Arlen grunted, "Goddamn sonny boy, how close are you to cumming?"

Andy grunted back, "Pretty goddamned close, Dad."

"Me too. Let me know...mmmfff.... when...grrfff.... you're almost there!"

"Okay," Andy grunted, thrusting his cock in and out of her wet, slurping mouth. Her hands were squeezing his balls now, and though it hurt like hell, it felt crazy good. "Fuck Dad... I'm about to blow."

Arlen pounded Dana Lee hard and fast. "Hold it son... almost... there... NOW!" He pulled out of Dana Lee's pussy and crouched over her face and began to stroke his cock, which was already starting to spurt, and aimed ropes of cum right at her gorgeous, high cheekbones. She looked up at him with a huge grin, then Andy started cumming too, blasting the side of her face with cum. The whole while, Arlen was snapping picture after picture of the father-son facial. Their cum splurged into her open mouth, mixing and overlapping, and she gobbled and slurped and swallowed and stroked their cocks until they were both totally spent. Then she laughed happily, her lush lips dripping with white goo.

Arlen took one last photo, then collapsed onto his back. The three of them lay there side by side by side, a father-son sandwich, breathing hard, and occasionally giggling with the crazy realization of what they'd all just done together.

Dana Lee sat up for a moment, leaned over Arlen and retrieved the joint from the bedside table and lay down again. She took another hit, held it, then expelled it toward the ceiling. Then said, "Hey, Daddy. Let me see those pictures."

Arlen held up the camera, so all three of them could see the view-screen on the back. But when he pushed the slideshow button, a picture of the weather lady came up, smiling as she held Arlen's cock in her hand.

Dana Lee giggled, "Well, well, well, Daddy. Who's your girlfriend?"

"Oops. I, uh... I'll just fast forward..."

"No, I wanna see them!"

They looked up in silence at a series of pictures of Arlen getting blown by the raven-haired weather lady.

Dana Lee said, "Wow. She's a looker."

Andy said, "She's a weather lady in Richmond."

"No shit. You sure do get around Mr. Gleason."

"I like you calling me Daddy."

Dana Lee giggled. "You sure do get around Daddy."

Arlen chuckled. "I lucked out last night. But not as much as I lucked out today."

Dana Lee reached down, and wrapped her hands around both cocks, father and son, and sure enough, they were hard again from looking at the pictures. She began to gently stroke them, as the nasty pictures flipped by. Then she saw a thin, short-haired brunette in the photos. "Well, well, well, Daddy. Who's that?"

"The weather lady's niece."

Dana Lee giggled. "Wow, Daddy. You've got game."

"What can I say? It's a gift."

Andy watched the pictures get nastier and nastier, and truly began to regret not joining the party. The weather lady's niece was a sexy little piece of ass, and the sight of Dad's cock sliding into her hot little pussy was almost painful to behold. But then he had a thought. "Say, Dad. Did you get the weather lady's number, by any chance?"

The old man chuckled. "As a matter of fact, sonny boy, I did. And her niece is staying with her all summer. Maybe we should look them up the next time we're in Richmond."

Andy's eyes teared up a bit, and he said, "Definitely, Dad."

Finally Dana Lee's photos came up, and they watched together silently as Dana Lee stroked their cocks. Then both men reached between Dana Lee's legs and manipulated her pussy together, their fingers slipping and sliding and intertwining around her soaking wet clit and delving inside her velvety snatch together, father and son.

Dana Lee was moaning and creaming by the time they reached the last series of photos, in which their cocks, which looked nearly identical, were splurging ropes of cum on all over her gleeful, beautiful young face.

Dad stopped on the nastiest shot of all, and said, "You know what, kids? I think I'm gonna put this one in the family album." They all giggled together.

Then Dana Lee said, "I need to be home by dinner. And I still have that mess to clean up in the living room. Sorry about that by the way. Uh... I guess I got a little drunk last night when I had a sleepover."

Arlen chuckled. "Don't worry about it, darlin. We'll clean it up, won't we son?"

"Sure will dad."

"Good," said Dana Lee. I was hoping you'd fuck me a few more times before you drive me home."

CHAPTER 28

Four days later.

Amy walked down the steep stairs on her mother's yacht, her hands full of drinks, toward the half circle of padded chairs on the aft deck. She smiled at her best friends, who were both wearing t-shirts over their bikinis, same as her. She tossed a coke to Alyson, and a beer to Dana Lee, then she sat down between them and said. "We're through the lock now. We'll be out on the St. Johns in just a few minutes." She patted Dana Lee's kneecap, saying, "Oh, and I meant to thank you for doing such a good job cleaning up. Dad and Andy had no idea you were ever there."

Dana Lee nodded, looking toward the shore, so Amy wouldn't catch the wicked twinkle of guilt in her bright blue eyes. I should tell her. No. How would I feel if she fucked my dad and brother? Actually... I guess I'd think it was pretty funny. But what about Amy? I guess she'd feel the same, but it would freak Alyson out. Little miss perfect already thinks I'm the whore of Babylon. I better keep it to myself. Damn. I hate having secrets from them.

Amy looked forward, and squinted against the brilliant sunlight at the silhouette of her mom and Rashawne, who were up together in the wheelhouse, chatting away like old friends.

Alyson looked at Amy quizzically. "So... now we love your mom again?"

Amy shrugged. "You can feel how you want. But I'm giving her a chance."

Dana Lee laughed. "Okay, you have to tell us. What the fuck happened out there at your house? The suspense is killing me!"

Amy sighed. Her mom smiled back at her, then turned and began to accelerate the yacht out into a wide tributary leading toward the St. Johns. Amy popped the top off her Corona, and took a swig, then said, "Okay, here's how it went down. I was fucking Rashawne in the cabana, but mom heard us talking and came down to investigate."

Alyson gasped, "Oh shit. Did she see you guys doing it?"

"Not really, but she probably saw our silhouettes through the curtains. I was straddling him and about to... well, that's not important. I heard Mom's voice, and just the sound of it pissed me off. So I threw a towel around myself and charged out of the cabana, intending to blow past her and walk over to your house, if Rashawne didn't follow me fast enough. But when she saw me... she started crying. I mean, bawling like a crazy woman. Like somebody just killed her puppy. And she got down on her knees and begged me not to leave." Amy's voice choked up a bit.

Dana Lee took Amy's free hand, and Alyson put her arm around Amy's back.

Amy continued, "I guess... that kinda took me of guard. So... I didn't leave. I just listened. Well, it seems that after she kicked me out, she felt like a total asshole. She was still mad at me, but she felt like a shitty mother and started drinking all the time. Then she started fighting with Phillip about stupid stuff, just like she used to with me, and during one of their fights, when she was totally sloshed, he got so pissed off that he said she was just like me, a total, pathetic alcoholic, and maybe he ought to teach her a lesson like he taught me a lesson."

Alyson whistled softly. "Oh snap."

"Then he bragged about how easy it was to take me, because I was so drunk. When he realized that he'd let the truth slip, he tried to cover his tracks by saying how I deserved it because I was flirting with him all the time and dressing like a whore."

Dana Lee squeezed Amy's hand and said, "Did your mom buy that shit?"

"No. She stabbed him in the face."

Dana Lee shouted, "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"

Amy smiled excitedly. "I know! Right? It's lucky for him that she was holding a butter knife instead of a butcher knife. Still, he had to get fifteen stitches on his cheek, and she lacerated one of his eyes. He'll have that scar for life, and his eye is totally fucked."

Alyson was agog. "Oh shit. How did we not hear about this?"

"Nobody's heard. She threatened to call the cops, but he begged her to let him leave the state, in exchange for his silence about her assault. So later, at the hospital, he told everyone he fell down the stairs. She made him sign a non-disclosure agreement, to make sure he didn't change his mind later on. But you know what? She still wants me to go with her to the cops. She used to be a prosecutor for the sex crimes division, and she's afraid we don't have a very good case, since we waited so long, but she's willing to give it a try, if I am."

Dana Lee slapped her knee. "You should do it. Put that fucker in prison."

Amy shook her head. "Nah. I don't want her to get in trouble for stabbing him. And... just between the three of us... I sorta did ask for it. A little. I feel stupid about it now, but.. I was flirting with Phillip. Not that night, but other times. Fuck. I don't know what I was thinking. He was always such a holier-than-thou jerk. But he was kind of handsome, and I guess I thought that if I could seduce him, I could hurt her somehow. Hell, if he'd come at me straight, I probably would have fucked his brains out."

Alyson said, "But he took advantage of you, Amy. And even if you feel sorta responsible, he wanted to rape you. He did rape you. He's a fucking rapist. He shouldn't get away with something like that."

Amy nodded and grinned. "I agree. That's why I'm so happy." She looked up at her mom and said, with almost reverential wonder. "She fucking stabbed him in the eye. For me. I guess she's not as bad a mother as I thought."

Dana Lee laughed. "Actually, blinding a guy officially makes her one bad-ass mother!"

Amy laughed along. "Anyway, we've both decided to reboot our relationship. She's gonna try to stop being such a hypocrite, and I'm gonna try to stop being such a little bitch."

Alyson squeezed Amy's waist, "You're not a bitch, Amy. Don't say that."

Dana Lee laughed. "Are you kidding me? She's a total bitch! But we love her anyway!" They all giggled, still feeling a buzz from the joint they'd smoked on their way over from Mr. Gleason's apartment in Rashawne's car.

Alyson heard Rashawne's hearty laughter from above. He seemed to be getting along with Amy's mom like gangbusters. "So I guess you're with Rashawne now?"

Amy giggled, finding it hard to hide how excited she felt. I don't know whether to trust that asshole or not, but fuck it, I love him. I love the mother fucker. She raised her beer in a toast. "Here's to 92 more days of summer."

"Summer!" they shouted before taking a deep swig together.

Then the boat horn honked, and they looked up. Gina smiled down, giving them a big thumbs-up. Amy shouted, "Hang on girls. Here we go!"

They threw their arms around each other's backs and held on tight as Gina threw the engine into full throttle. Water shot skyward from behind them, and the yacht exploded across the glassy waters of the St. Johns river. Then the three little stoner chicks let out a loud whoop, as the wind whipped their hair upward into the clear, warm Florida air.

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THE END... for now

In future chapters: Dana Lee has a threesome with Tanner and his cousin Doug. Meanwhile, Alyson tries to conquer her lesbianism by seducing a sweet Christian boy. And Amy's new relationship with her mother gets closer than either of them ever imagined.