Jills Fire

   Jills Fire

   Chap 6

   roccodadom44

   roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

     This story contains every bad code available, snuff, gay, underage, torture, you name it, I write it, be warned

   To sleep in our bed, our house, showed Jill where her name was on the deed, how she loved it, calling me hubby,mmm, we were locked in each others arms, my cock in her pussy, our favorite quiet time position, talking out our next steps, the need to get the green house going, besides veggies we would plant marijuana, a cash crop if ever there be one, speed up Jills firearms training, hunting season just around the corner, needed to go buy a small boat, a canoe, and kayaks, that no power motors, only electric allowed, kept the lake quiet even in summer, nice. Well, the talk was bound to turn to our thing, deciding to do her daddy labor day weekend, a preschool gift to Jill, would make it a real party, both of us throwing out pain scenerios, rapid fire, our giggles easy, daddy was going to get it good and bad. Tommys cute asking if he could sleep at our feet, of course, after he ate our asses, Jill giving him a juicy fart, my gassy girl, his bonus, he came, no touching, just from inhaling her ass gas, that fag was addicted to my girl.

  Funny how easily we all figured it out, Tommy taking to being a fulltime maid like a duck to water, he was good, did everything with elan, like as if he lived to please us, and of course he did. I wasnt stupid, knew a good deal when I saw one, to have him around would make things easier, his energy was high, he would clean morning to night, always give us his all, in return we could use him crazy, win win. Told JIll no more toilet  duty for Tommy, didnt want him ill, we would get a living toilet, one who was disposable, she dug that, shitted to death, her giggles at that phrase lovely, told her to start looking on ALT.com. the supermarket of kink. We would still piss Tommy, just not as much, both agreeing the little fag grew on us, his personality had changed, from a surly, bratty jock, to a sweet, happy sissy, that he still had his rock hard, muscular teen body so nice, Jill making him exercise daily, she had programmed his day, from 500am when he got up till we allowed him to sleep. She wasnt mean in this, Tommy needed structure, needed to know he mattered to us, that  he was wanted, his self esteem being rebuilt, as a slutty girl, but he would have pride, Tommy was trying to be the best teen tramp ever, even agreeing to take hormones so his tits would grow, Jill not wanting him to have fake tits, as she labeled implants, my organic girl

  Took Jill to visit her mom at the vet home, what a hoot, mom was in the middle of a major gangbang, right in the living room, eight guys using her hard, two dyke vets brutalising her funbags, she looked beat, used, but her smile was bright, Jills laugh that the pig loved it, the group director telling us how she wore everyone out, had guys from the local WWII home dropping in by the bus load, the VA getting hit with quite a run on Viagra, might have to call out the local boy scouts to keep her satisfied, Jill dug that picture. The guys whooping it up when Jill stood over her mom, pissed her good,how regal she looked, every persons eyes locked on her beautiful vagina, then going into a furious stomp down, almost a dance her energy so joyful, leaving porky sobbing, cowering, splooge soaked, perfect. Jill never addressed mom, telling me she had a ways to go, besides, daddy fag needed to go before Jill could take mom back, we both knew this was a true thing.

   The workshop, every guys place, so relaxing, the smell of fresh turned wood, sound of power tools, what they represented, my own creativity, Jill had her words and pictures, my canvas was wood, the feeling of a smooth length of maple in my hands, its aliveness, its grain unlike every other piece,a once living thing. The smell of wood, either you got it or not, it always calmed me, the smell being able to change my mood, thats not to be snickered at. Had almost as much fun planning my projects, to draw out a piece, figure the dimensions exact, not only so it works, that it looked right, that it worked as an object to be showcased the goal, put it all together, my baby, my art. The one place I didnt miss Jill, busy hands kept my mind focused, let Jill have her space, Tommy his, everything peachy. The idea flowing, build Jill a throne, for her to sit on when she did her business, find some fag to be her waste recycler,mmm. She rainbowed my doorway, just watching me, says she missed me,oh this girl is it. Her leading me to her studio, showing me her first work, a large drawing of us, Tommy boy included, locked in a threeway, me in Tommy, he in Jill, JIlls legs and arms pulling us all together, like  she was the sun holding us all together, our faces supremely glowing, telling her I wanted it over our bed, forever a reminder of our thing, not like others, we were all ourselves. Feeling oddly intimidated in her studio, I suppose as she would feel in my shop, solid our relationship, that we knew we needed our space, our solo arcs within our unified orbit.

  The ride to get dummy was fine, long but fine, that we dug each others words such an easing thing, made the boredom pass, her prying knowledge from me, loved to hear new music, playing Hartmans Heartbreakers on my Zune, through the radio, she was bouncing crazy, like me digging the runaway sluttiness of Betty Lou, the lyrics filthy cool, her wanting more, see, she needed to learn, like some needed to overeat, Jill craved knowledge to excess. Telling her Betty Lous body was same as her, big and bouncy, that Jill already had the sexy drawl down, aping the over the top lyrics,fuck wild.

     How she glowed when we went back to exdad, that smile, her face a carnival at night, her need for redemption, counter her abusers years of degrading her powerful, baby was on fire for revenge, her massaging a climax out of her cunt, how sexy she was, her body twitching with her unrestrained joy, Jill didnt leave anything on the table, her emotions were supercharged, bundles of raging horsepower, thank god the seat belt held her down, loved how the belt, divided her breasts, drawing you to them, as if needing to be reminded of their supremacy. We had to be stealth, not let anyone know we were in town, Tommy was back at the cabin, trusted enough to stay put, we would find daddy numb nuts tonight, grab a room somewhere cheap, grab the fag in the morning, off to Maine, party time, funeral time, ad un passo dalla morte..

   He was filthy, sitting in a doorway, vacant looking, lost, trash, sipping from a brown bag,Jills humor, how he looked like he belonged there,the flies buzzing around him seemed like they were part of him, we were going to leave, satisfied stinky was around, hell yeah, a couple of hardass drunks, went after dickweed, stole his booze,everyone hated him, his cowardice apalling, turtling immediatly, their kicks brutal,our amusement that both times we saw him on the street he was getting clocked, telling Jill we would have to take our time, make him pay, I was stunned anyone could be so pathetic, Jill egging me on, telling me take his ass and she would give me hers,mmmm, kidded her she was gonna give her ass cherry to me anyhow, her smile, sexy, my adding I was going to assrape him bloody with a baseball bat, wouldnt even let sweet Tommy do him, maybe moms doggy friends, Jills kisses wet, flipping the bird to her passed out fag exdad, left bloody and spent in the doorway, disposable subhuman, trash.

   The cookie cutter motor inn took cash, no questions, the clerk obviously demented, took one to know one,the room seemed to be furnished by Ikea, cheap and ugly like the Swedes, the TV was not new,wasnt of this century, the shower dripped, the toilet ran, the bed appeared to list, our stealth maintained, that was all. Roughing it, we stripped and dived into the last spring mattress in america, we were all over each other, Jill motivated by how close payback was, me by her glow, Jill was there, happyland, her pussy so moist, the taste strong, heady, ate her forever, working her tits with my paws, her cums small shivers of passion, her juice everywhere, like she was to much woman for one cunt,. My cock plunging through her steamy cunt, bottoming out at nine inches, her oomp, legs kicking my ass, spurring me on, building speed, the sound of my cock slopping in and out, her pleas for more, my grunts, sweat flying, her arms locked around my neck, fucking with our souls, forehead to forehead, eyes locked, nothing held back, life at one hundred miles an hour.

   Still the best of feelings, her heat next to me on waking, her presence such a comfort, hard to be down with Jilly girl to happy it all up. Her snores so sexy, the rise and fall of her breasts quite amazing, the way her mumbles seemed joyful, she was thinking good shit, left her to her rest, the shower crappy, like showering with a water can, hearing the cat next door pissing, fuck, they appeared to build the place with cardboard, his fart boistrous, pig, wondering if we could off him, then grab daddy fag, knowing the blood lust was boiling me up, needed to watch our steps, little steps were best. The weather was rainy, good, fag would be in a doorway, loving how skanky the weather cunt looked, like you just knew she had semen in her somewhere, always. The place bragged on their continental breakfast, big words for coffee and danish, no fuck thanks, the only eating going on at this dump was in bed, pussy, cock, and ass.

  Her sloppy grin, I knew its meaning, Jill was going to get creative, her whispers of love, inserting my cock in her pussy, her slowly up and down on my lap, facing me, her tits teasing my chest hair, getting teased right back, her wet kisses, getting her funky morning breath all over me, I would bathe in her bad breath, her hands trying to feel all of me at once, that this fifteen year old goddess was addicted to my scarred body, how fuck cool was that, how could I not walk through a desert of fire for my lover girl. Her cum deep, her grasp tight, words scatter gun fast, love for me, hate for the fucker we came to get, her body spastic, she would actually bounce from time to time,she was trying to pack our stuff, cute she was, rushing around, not wanting to delay her vengeance, I calmed her, showered her, dressed her, fed her powerbars, juice, got her mind on our thing, the need to be sharp, letting her wear the thigh holster, under her mini, containing the snub nose 45, her giggles, wanting to know if I want to see her weapon, my smile unavoidable, Jill was fun squared. Made her wear the brass knuckles, helped her tie her steel toed engineer boots, a gift from me, her big feet easily sliping into the mans 8, oh wouldnt she be lethal with her dancing shoes on, combined with my size 13 boots, fucker was gonna get almost two feet of steeltoed pay back.

    She was giddy, running on emotion, couldnt be avoided, kept reminding myself what the creep we were hunting for put my woman through, she deserved her wildness, her violence. He wasnt on any of the steps downtown, fuck, Jill calling out the window, here stinky, stinky, her faith strong, where could the loser go,he was homeless, she was smart, giddy but focused, awesome.. Her shout almost causing me to crash, our laughs loud, there he was shuffling down the one way street, looking lost, oh he was going to get lost good. I pulled ahead of him, parking in front of a truck, we could see him in Jills mirror, he was preoccupied with whatever, also could see no one else,mmm.

   We got out my door, I went behind the truck, Jill in front of our car, both coiled for violence. His reconizing Jill, the gutter words, calling her a tramp, a cunt,damn, my calling him from behind, his fear, always his first reaction to a man was fear, fag, fuck fag. My smile at Jills stalking behind him, fists ready, oh Jill, my love, my life, hurt him good, real good. Her right hook caught the side of his face, it exploded, blood splatter, his head rocked, hands up, surrender was not an option, my boot catching his balls, he was down, on the sidewalk gagging. trying to breath. Like a cat with a mouse, my Jill, stomping his hands, he would move them, Jill would dance on them, she was so much quicker, his hands broken, bent all directions, no more pawing Jill, asseater. He offered no resistance as I hogtied him, doubling up on the cuffs, we picked him up to load him into our trunk, Jill, ever the sexy clown, dropping her end multiple times, daddy poo was getting banged around good, he was glad to be locked in the trunk, away frrom Jills vengeance, he actually begged her, cute, no dice, Jill driving the brass knuckles into his back, telling him to think about his failings to her, she would see him soon, taking out her gun, which she knew how to use, in his mouth roughly it went, her words cold, that she was going to settle the score,slamming the trunk, my girl was quiet, shook her body, smiled, her serious one, telling me she didnt think she could restrain herself from killing him right here, that I was right, better to play with him, make him suffer, oh my JIll, she understood it, violence always begets violence..

    My fingers barely touched her lips, her cunt exploding, she got her juice on my dashboard, how fucking amazing, her horniness was off the charts, kidding her that she could plow through that whole boys camp, her moanings she needed men to satisfy her, she needed me, I did, pulled off the highway and ravaged her good, knowing her fag exdad was hearing the whole thing, including her moans of passion, loved that he was going to get his face rubbed in it, fag. Jill was sleeping in minutes after I porked her, snoring, farting, my natural girl, listening to the radio, sports radio beyond me, who wants to listen to fags screaming at each other, gabbing like fuck housewifes, yuck, watch a game, play a game, but talk not. The toll booth fag eyeing Jills sleeping body, wondering if I can toss him in the trunk with stinky, two for one, fag. Trooper eyeing me, as he passed, dare ya, double fuck dare ya. Her awakening always joyous, her smile started small, spread like a fuck wave of fun, her hand snaking in mine, her tender kiss, words of thanks, bet your fifteen year old didnt thank you ever, never mind waking from a nap. The radio playing, she doing a spot on James Brown, playing the what the fuck did James say game, the way we ran with story ideas, she would throw out a sentence, I would try to keep it flowing, then her, realising we were putting together a story, sweet, the way we knew each other was quite rare, like we were twins.

    The time passed, nice to be mentally engaged, off the highway, needing to pee, we went into the woods, her cunt so alluring as her piss sprayed out, soaking her pubes, my piss hitting her twat, her fiddling her clit, she got a quick cum,lucky girl. Sharing a beer, I would take a sip, spit it into her happy mouth, then her to me, feeding each other the beer, sappy yeah, but it was so seductive, she was so seductive, the way she dribbled the beer into my mouth, her fat, soft tongue waving at me. Her sigh of contentment at turning up the five mile dirt road leading to the lake, both of us visibly excited to be home, our home, how she loved saying those words, our home, my amazement that we accomplished all this in half a year, her laughter, the rest of the year we would have to get busy to keep up appearences, mmm. Jill called Tommy boy, told him to meet us out back, his odes of adoration to us cute, Jills need to tease him, telling him that she hoped the house was clean, didnt want to have to hurt him, swear I could hear him holding his breath through the phone, he either fucked up or did an awesome job, we shall see. Jill explaining her love for Tommy, our mutual desire to keep him with us, he grew on you.

  Pulling down the driveway, really felt like home, Jill my wife, my life, Tommy waiting on his knees, dressed like a slut, perfect, the way he lavished our boots with kisses, good Jill getting him up, her kiss suprprised him, my kiss, I tongued his hot mouth good, stunned him, our explaining our love for him.  All of us standing around the car trunk, like it was a fuck present, opening slowly, cripes, fucker crapped himself, ewwww, perfect. We tossed him on the ground, his mouth going a mile a minute, sue us, have us in jail, own my home, well, case could be made he talked me into it, my steel toed boot shattering his teeth, fucker shut the cunt up, Jill ranting at him, his daring to pretend he had any power over us, taking my hand, kissing me, kicking fag in the face, how I was her daddy and lover, he was nothing but a bad memory, told him she would make him wish he had never touched her. Oh it was so sweet to watch her redeem herself, riscatto.

  We got him up, I tied his legs to stakes in the ground, moved a wooden table in front of him, fucker got ballsy, refused to give me  his hand, Jills taunting him, he was going to get it good, he did, I used a claw hammer to smash his stupid face, more teeth out, chunk of cheek hanging, while he cried, I savagely nailed his broken paws to the table top, using eight inch spikes, his wailing silly,pointless, his pain was just beginning, as I passed Jill the pruning shears, no words needed as she slipped her silky tongue into my expectant mouth. She was never more beautiful, the way she sing song voiced him, mocking him as she methodically pruned his fingers right the fuck off, he was in shock, to fuck bad, Tommy looked a little woozy himself, I was so fucking horny, my wood out, waving like a  spastic simpleton, cutting daddys nasty clothes off his putrid body, shit everywhere, sores here and there, fag. Jills sexiness flooding me with desire, want, need, how she possessed my soul.

 

   Sitting crossleg, on the table, facing her sobbing fag exdad, the way she listed every fuck thing he did to her, all the nights she cried herself to sleep, wanted to kill herself, vomitting from his tongue in her mouth, wanting to hack her perfect breasts off so loathsome his touch, oh dear god,my heart was hurting bad, fuck and suck I hated this scumbag, a new level of hate, it breathed, lived, would never be doused till he was gone, and then bam, amazed I was as Tommy attacked dummy, ripping the hammer from my hands, smashing the fuckers hands, smashing, smashing, Tommys screams of hate, his need to avenge Jill, her look of love towards her slave boy, strange life, real life. Being the adult, I got them stopped, wanted stupid to live through the nght. We used my propane torch to burn his bleeding stumps closed, and didnt the kids have fun, Jill was swapping spit with Tommy as they took turns melting fags hands into awesome misshapen lumps of barbequed flesh, the smell quite enticing, the kids singing the BK lyrics, Jill calling Tommy her brother, my kids, happy well adjusted, any parents dream. Jill and Tommy violently getting dads nails,smashing his severed digits, throwing them into the lake, fish food, Jills necklace growing nice. We left the fag tied off, paws still nailed to the table, he could stand all night, stare at his gone hands, think if his abuse of Jill was fuck worth it.

   God, they wore me out, how free it all was, I sucked Jills cunt and ass, Tommys cock and ass, they did me together, their tongues everywhere, hands stroking me fine, Jill and Tommy next to each other, doggy style, their sexy bums up, I took them back and forth, Jills cunt, Tommys ass,they swapping spit, me and Tommy got our cocks up Jills pussy together, that we all came close was stunning, spending time, all of us sucking face, curling tongues, spit swapping, pretty damn spectacular night. Jill setting the boundaries, making Tommy sleep on our floor, she did give him a comfortable blanket and pillow, a belly rub, she really rubbed his belly, his sighs so fag cute, his insistance on tonguing our shitters, Tommy was a go getter, scraping my colon clean with his talented tongue. Our need to snuggle great, how she fit in my arms, belonged there, our words soft, agreement that shit stain had a full schedule tomorrow, Jills asking to remove his cock and balls, my gift to her, not only would we she castrate him, we would have his little shooter and ball bag stuffed and dried, a little, giggles at that word, memento of dummy. She slept so soundly, so secure, again, maybe we crossed a line or two, but my baby was mentally healthy, slayed her demons, emptied out the closets of all skeletons, reborn as a powerful free spirit, capable of anything, my girl, mia moglie.

  Finding Tommy in the kitchen when I got up, my tea ready, cute boy, gave him a tonguing, he purred, his cock rubbing against mine, our juices blending, all natural. We both had to laugh at stinky, all cramped up, legs spasming, he had shit himself, his turd running down his legs, sloppy bastard, wanting to kick his tiny exposed balls, neither of us wanted his shit on us, filthy fag. Christ his stumps were fried, swollen to the size of cantelopes, the flesh blistered, singed black, his finger stumps had melted together, we pissed him, standing on the table, our morning brew dousing his ugly face, his realization, he was really nailed to a table, we had to laugh at his face dropping, no hope, only pain. We used green switches to tear him up, getting our man revenge, Tommy was priceless, getting all macho, he would kill for Jill, srtiping the defenseless fags face bloody, saw her standing in the doorway, watching us, huge smile, the rising orange sun behind her, she looked from heaven, otherwordly, saintly, her breasts swaying as she calmly, regally walked to us, Tommy on his knees, at her feet, knew a goddess when he saw one. Her kiss for me, ruffling Tommys hair, she wanted more of him, wanted more release, who could deny her, she earned this, it was as close to religion as I ever would stumble, this was being born again, Jills birth as my daughter, full of joy, secure, as it was meant to be.

   Like she needed to take him apart, piece by piece, deconstruct him, his hands because he used them to paw her, next she took his ears, because he never heard her cries of anguish, Tommy helping her snip them off, then they jammed spikes into his canals, dude was deaf, Jill giggling that she would sign language him, her double bird flip off full of passion, dear old dad was close to madness, Tommy waving his severed ears in his face, kidding him that they talked his ears off, my baby boy was getting the wit thing down, Jill frenched him, her ability to spread joy sweet, Tommy almost swooning at her kiss. We smoked a bone, forced us to slow down, Jill stroking both of our cocks, all of us discussing the shape dummy was in, not good. Jill wanted him to make it through the day, she had plans, wanted her Mom to come here, Jill had to get them all together one more time, I would do anything to give her this, how close she was to freedom.

    We got dummys stumps free of the table, not easy, the spikes tearing through the burnt flesh, the noise of his skin ripping, as it pulled from the wood, so fuck erotic, some of his bloody flesh still stuck to the table top, like spilt pizza. The way Jill and Tommy  eached pruned off one of his nipples, his grimaces of anguish, snotty tears, fuck him, payment due, assbag, creepy was falling apart. We staked him on the ground naked, Jill telling him not to worry we would return soon, really get down to it, the kids played stomp the fag, they looked so sexy, their teen hot bodies moving to their own rythym, their timing perfect, sister and brother, no doubt, I trying, briefly, to get my head round that shit, just going with it, knowing I loved these two kids more that anything ever, fuck ever. I finished the stompathon, how great it felt driving my boot through his jaw, hearing it shatter, the kids cheering like I kicked the winning field goal, Jills tits bouncy crazy, Tommys shooter wildly swinging, precum splattering.

Thank god I was a shower freak, made the master shower huge, glassed three sides, plenty of pressure, lots of room, we needed it. The three of us hugging and kissing, the way they soaped me, cleaned me, running their sexy hands all over me, both vowing their love for me, their hands shivering me, my cock bobbing with promise, their mutual sucking me, sucking each others face, their tongue so sexy entwined, my babies, my lovers,my baby batter enough for both, they looked so adorable snowballing my goo back and forth, piggies.  Hitting the road, dressed normal, well you know, our normal, Jill wore spandex black shorts, showing every detail of her royal bum, her cunt outlined so sexy, tight white tank top, tits almost out, her engineer boots looking so bull dykish,mmm, Tommy loved his red and green pleated mini, seamed white thigh highs, his red four inch FMPs, his blouse off white, unbuttoned down to midchest, sexy boy, his makeup perfect, his shoulder length blond locks sexy curled, my sexy girls, I had on my tight jeans, package showing nicely, engineer boots, matched my babys, light yellow Polo, ripped body defined, Jills sighs that I was hunky,mmmm, Tommys that I was dreamy,mmmm, my declarations of pride for both of them, hunger for our growing love, desire to live this thing. We were off to see the wizard, or some fuck thing.

   They both wanted to fuck with the local losers, as we drove through Skowhegen, in good time, we were on a mission, Jill easily refocusing, though she still wanted at the cunt that flipped us off, hoping she was in her class come september, Tommy giggling that he almost wished he was going, no way, told him that he was to freaky, would shine a light on us to intense to have our thing, besides he knew the truth, most kids really hated fags, would scorn him, he was safe home, he got it, Jill got it, my mature babies. Besides, as Jill pointed out all Tommy boy needed to know was what we taught him, his sexy boy smile of love for Jill, the way his exposed cock twitched, I told him if he wanted to wear an impossibly short skirt to sit like a lady, their giggling at my dadness.

  Mommy was sleeping, naked, covered in bruises, cuts, welts, her ass completely black and blue, her tits had angry fingerprints all over, her cunt was a nasty cesspool, hair matted, dried dicksnot everywhere, mom was a pig. They made her sleep in the cellar, on the concrete floor, on a blue tarp, so we pissed her awake, her look of shock, seeing Jill, her crawling,udders swinging, ass shaking, wrapped her arms around Jills legs, got down to an extended bout of foot whorship, then she did my boots, Jill ordering her to worship Tommys sexy heels, the way she sucked each of his hot red nailed toes was hot. The kids showered her, got her into a almost see through sun dress, her tits obscene in their flopping. Told Joe, the director of the home we wouldnt be back ,mom did her time, her smile and tears poignant, see, she was redeemable, unlike her loser ex.

In the back seat with Tommy, he was having fun sucking her fat nipples, pretending to be a baby,talking silly talk, Jill filling mom in on what was expected of her, though we were both sure she was to dull to comprehend, were committed to beating it in to her, not a problem. Her shock at what her ex looked like, then her laugh, big and hostile, she was babbling at him, Jill pointing out his deafness, inviting mom to join her in stomping the fag. Me and Tommy stroking each other, swapping tongue juice, how erotic, Jill and her mom,  going cartoon violent, Jill jumping on the losers chest, repeatedly, her boot threads tattooed on the fucker, while mom worked his head, her pointed shoes drawing blood, his screams for mercy comical, Tommy overcome with lust, licking my body, his hands all over me, begging me to take him, time to bond with junior. How easily I slipped up him, his sighs of love, pleasure, his ass pushing back at me, how nice my fingers felt grazing his tight , warm teen flesh, my boy. Of course Jills mom had to fuck up, making a disparaging comment about Tommys need for cock, hoo boy, Jill was pissed. She beat her mom up, really, punched her out, had her down, straddled her chest, fists as pistons, screaming at her, never to talk down to her betters. My Jill made mommsy clean my shitted cock, eat Tommys devine rectum, sucking out my load, then, because this is Jill, Queen of revenge, she had us tie her mom spread eagle on top of her fag dad, facing each other, told her mom, one hour to think about it, we went for a swim in the lake,spensierato.

   The three of us, me in the middle, naked sitting in the cool, clear water, only our heads exposed, how easily we fit, my shock at the real love I had for Tommy, Jill loving it, telling me it was what made me so adorable, aww chucks, the abilty to adapt, her professions of love, all of us sounding sappy, lots of laughs, my arms surrounded each of them, our family, not yours, dont fuck forget that, ever. How unsexual this was, really, we were Dad and his kids,crazy, but true. We talked everything, ignored the losers, Tommy seemed to be getting brighter, Jills complimenting him, thought the boy would swoon, his explanation, he could be smart now, didnt have to be another cookie cutter jock, thanking us for rescuing him, how he was happy for the first time in his life, how much his parrents programmed him, what sport to play, what girl to date, Jills anger, my laughing, they looked confused, my guessing that Tommys parents were on the menu, they both exploded out of the water, hands raised, cheering like kids, again, that zeal, that easy joy was intoxicating, watching Tommys perfect boy butt bouce out of the water, his look of pure happiness not to be forgotten, the way Jills hair whipped water in an arc, her breasts so erotic, rising and falling wild, nipples rock hard, her face glowing with lust, wanted to free Tommy, give his abusive fag parents  what they had coming,mmmm, cio' cne uno si merita.

  

   Had to be Jills call, decided to free mom, first unloading verbally on the cow, reducing her to sobs, Jill making mom stare into dads eyes, see her fate if she didnt fly straight, reinforcing that she was bottom of the barrel, would obey every word of Tommy or anyone else, mom begged nice, Jill making her shake her fat ass, while we pissed her and her ex, just to show her the errors of her ways. Jill the saint, taking mom to the shower, me and Tommy getting fag up, leading him to the the picnic table, still covered in his spilt blood, knowing more was coming highly erotic. On his back, arms tied tightly behind his head to the table legs, legs tied spread eagle, pointed towards the sky, ropes secured on nearby trees, we tied ropes around his midsection, joking that he was gonna be hopping with pain soon, Tommys obvious glee, spitting in faggys sad face. We had him wide open, his tiny cock and balls begging abuse, his ass practically screaming for something to be rammed home. Jills laugh, moms sigh, they dug it, looked like a happy mom and daughter, so thrilled for Jill, still betting mom pissed Jill off enough for our thing, I mean I wasnt figuring I would need to get the cow a christmas present.

   Let her create, wanting all of us to enjoy his demise, nice to hear her say those words all casual, like he was fondue. She gave us each an ice pick, her sly grin, she lifted them from Walmart, the other day, my rebel girl, This was fun, jabbing him all over, slow, painful, we taunted him, spit his face sloppy, his body seeming to have a case of the bleeding measles, his screams music to us, carrying us along. Jill looking in her soon to be dead exdads eyes, her firm voice, she was taking his eyes because he leered at her, made her feel sullied, dirty, cheap, never should such a dirty coward gaze at her. Even by my violent standards, she was brutal, her and her brother, she called him  that, his boner dripped, Tommy was gaga, used a pick each to fold his lid back, sweet, then they stuck their other picks though his pupil, damn, they both angled the picks, his eyeballs on his cheeks, trying to see, lights out, the kids ripping the orbs off the stretched  nerves, squishing them in their fists, stuffing them down his comically wide open scream hole. Mom looked dazed,jumpy, knew she would never fit in, our thing for her.

  His tongue was next for all the hurtful things he said to Jill, her repeating some of his chestnuts, me and Tommy driving our fists into his exposed ribs, I love the sound of breaking ribs, reminds me of a song. She made mom lance dads lips, top and bottom, pry his ugly yap open, Jill spearing his tongue with a pick, expertly pruning his bullying tongue,my garden girl, no longer able to hurt our princesss ears, Jills satisfaction, his sense all gone, my witty girl, oh my, Tommys attacking stupids nose with the hammer, screaming that stinky could still smell his mistresss fragrance, he said fragrance, my little faggy boy, Jills delight, how she adored her brother, his devotion to her, she needed to be surrounded by this love, never mentioned, but me and Tommy knew who this was about, who was the special one. Well he looked done, his face so hideous, Tommy and Jill pissing into his vacant eye sockets, come on, havent you ever wanted to do that, the pompous boss at the office maybe,mmm, freedom thy name is violence.

    Jills excitement, making mommy stroke dad hard, swear he was four inches tops, sad sack, her big laugh, no wonder her mom was a bar skank. That she wanted me to share this with her, her explaining that I was responsible for all this, her kissing my boots, Tommy diving beside her, gently pulling them to their feet, their excited faces so hot, kisses for both, moms look of mild disgust enough, Jill clocked her, real anger, then her magic, the smile spreading, giggling, her words soft, that she had tried, her mom wasnt gonna cut it, she needed to talk it out with me later, sad that mom was so lame, JIll was right, the cow was going to drag us down. What the fuck, she spent her whole life rolling the gutter, a nasty slut, not even smart enough to get paid for it, and she wanted to pass moral judgement over us, no, fuck no, that would not happen.

  My turn to beg, Jills amusement, her eyes sparkling at my request, hang mommy by her fat tits, the cow sobbing, begging, Tommy drove his sexy heel into her lard belly, ordering her to shut up, she did, mmmm, sexy Tommy, his manrod throbbing, longer and fatter than dads, haha. We got her tits wrapped in the coarse rope, fifteen times around each boob, so tight they were already purpling, swelling nicely, her hands cuffed behind her back. The other ends of the ropes we tied to a winch I hung fifteen feet off the ground, her eyes pleading, sobbing, Jill and Tommy bitch slapping her, spitting in her pig face, they stomped her feet, made her dance, her boobs looking awesome all tied up, fat poking between the coils. Jill did the honors, mom hanging three feet off the ground by her comically stretched funbags, her howls of pain, Tommy grabbing her forest of cunt hair, swinging her, my silly boy.

  We left big mama tit hanging, speaking in tongues, got back to the main course, daddy was being neglected. Tommys time to surprise, giving Jill a two foot branch, three inches round, but heres the thing, the sexy thing, he had driven four inch nails through it, all over there were one inch metal points sticking out, we all got it, Jill and I frenching Tommy till he was giddy, Jill rammed the pain dildo up her abusers ass, at least a foot, quickly yanking it out, needing Toms help, the way stupids body spasmed, the bloody piss dribbling from his tiny cock, the way the nails had ripped his spincter, his ass flapping , blood flowing, the kids giving him an energetic fucking, blood soaking them, smearing it on each other,mmmm, my creative kids. Warning Jill if she wanted his junk get them now, fucker was not long for dirtville, his breathing labored, uneven, seen that deal, a bud bleeding out in the sand, nonstoppable.

   Tommy stroked the fag hard, wearing a rubber glove, no one wanted to touch this dirtbag, my gloved hand spread his sack out, directing Jill where to cut with the scapel,his balls exposed, the kids fascinated, face it they werent getting this kind of anatomy class at school. Tommy stroked fag to his last cum, Jill digging how his tiny balls bounced with excitement, her laughter at his weak nature. We all took turns sawing his cock and balls off, blood flying, we looked like devils, red tinged lunatics, our smiles unending as he got off planet earth, his death gurgle cute, bye bye loser. Jills instant need to be away from it all, her sadness, got her showered, in bed, a strong sleeping aid, she needed mental rest. Me and Tommy got the stiff chopped up, using axes, Tommy looking so sexy, his rippling muscles putting everthing into the strokes, clean chops, dad was gone to pieces, Tommy chopping his ugly mug in half, his weak brain exposed, old two face, we burnt him in the firepit, the smell enticing, telling my son  faggy was to dirty to eat, we both grinning, teasing mom, still udderly hanging around, inspecting her like she was a hanging slab of meat, she was, wouldnt she be tasty, her begs, her promises, whatever.

  We did cut her down, released her boobs, sweet, they were a mess, our fucking was hard, violent, abusing her tits more, punching her whenever we felt like it, mom was on the pain train, missed her exit, oh well had her chance,nonrefundable. Left her sprawled on the ground,pig. Tommys shy attempt to convey his love of working with wood, how his parents disallowed it, shop class was for dummies, assholes. Finding that we worked well together, showed him a trick, he got it, was confident with his hands, nice to spend this time, father son time, his pleasant personality making it work, thank Jill for having the power to rewire this boy, make him ours. We worked hot together, cutting pieces, busy, then quick tonguing, groping, his sweaty teen skin on fire, his hands so sweet on my body, burst of passion, cocks rubbing each other, then we worked, strange, exciting, joyous,all.

   Jill was still down when she awoke, knew what I needed to do, be the parent. Told them mom was going to a friends house, knew a vet who lived alone twenty miles over, he would take good care of the pig, or not, wanted Jill focused on school two days away, the need for her to blend in, not draw to much attention, important. My surprise happying her, we would drive to Portland, visit The Maine School Of Art, see about Jill taking a saturday class or two, see I could cheer her up, she could be cheered, wouldnt surrender to the blues, the offed daddy blues. Our hunger was immense, Jill helping Tommy cook the mac cheese, from scratch, my kids, mmmm, their constant gabbing, laughing, teasing, happy home we have, their naked bodies so sensual in their confidence, how they glowed, Jill was back, buried her past,haha, at least the worst of it, mom needed resolution, in good time,

   Mom didnt protest her being dumped, knew what we were capable of, Tommy and Jill in back with her on the ride, really abusing her, girls could be mean, Tommy was dressed, madeup so perfect, he was a girl, except his healthy fat cock. They were trying to see how far they could stretch the dolts cunt lips, mom was excited and petrified at once, making throaty grunts and moans, her nipples hard, the kids going at them, titty twisters, digging their nails into them, moms howls, Jills punch to her head, love my girl, knockout queen, the pig was out, Tommy declaring Jill Queen of the world,mmmm.

  His place was a dump, had every car he ever owned, all on cinder blocks, there was a bathtub in the front yard, rusted lawn mower surrounded by three foot tall grass and weeds, like that was the spot he just quit caring one day, the cabin was beat, could see through cracks in the rotted side, windows looked like cardboard they were so dirty. He was in his sixties, lifer, fought in every shit since Nam, a warriors warrior, big, muscled, mean, loner, dug in. We made mom crawl to him, the kids kicking her ass nicely, she slobbered on his filthy boots, his laugh gentle, he thought she was a keeper, but could she cook, Jill saying with the right coaxing she could do anything, ordering mom to roll over onto her back, put her legs up and insert her fist into her fat cunt, while barking, mom did it, we laughed, my pal was delighted at her submissineness. When his two dogs, large retrievers showed barking, well, they knew where the bitch was, trying to mount her, her cries of help, Jill kickng her head, Tommy her exposed twat, it stabled her. Mom took it, her dogging, my friend getting in on it, his cock a little bigger than Tommys, Jill cheering her bro, he would still grow, mmm, big cock Tommy, she called him, how adorable he was when he blushed, giggling like a shy school girl.We left them, Jill saying she would check on mom in a month, they were lost in their rutting, the dogs gettting off on the bitch, she was moaning, begging for cock, later piggy.

   Portland was nice,old enough to have a history,but rehabbed nice, not a collection of chain sameness, lots of unique shops, lots of pretentous shit, sure, but enough nice, small galleries, booksellers, and antique shops to keep me happy. The Holiday Inn average, seventh floor view nice, would present a glorious sunrise over the Atlantic,our room big enough, sharing the king bed not a problem, Jill wanting Tommy sleeping in a bed, no more floor for baby boy, he had graduated, we gave him a wild, heavy ass whooping to celebrate, he came without  touching, our hard blows drivng him to release, our after kisses making him purr, he was of us, no doubt. Had to seperate the kids, one on each side of me, their giggling, grabassing disturbing my sleep, the heavy weight of parenthood.

     We ate breakfast room service, told Tommy he would have to play boy, his sulking, Jills look, swear he jumped, looked hunky, boy jeans, tight black T, his chest to die for, glad he hadnt started hormones, his arms muscled sexy, Jill goosing his sexy bum, telling him he was hot, his blushing, my confusion, whatever. I left them at the Maine COA, Jill had my credit card, could sign up for a class if she wanted, same for Tommy, what the fuck. I was off, booksellers, antiques, art galleries, oh my, settling on The Green Hand, sweet independant seller, lots of choices, heavy on history, sweet, I could live in a book store, the smell, the silence, the possibilities endless, surrounded by a million stories.

   We met at the College, both excited, Jill in a water color class, Tommy basic woodcraft, my cost less than expected, what the fuck was with the cost of text books, did the mob control text books, told the kids we should just steal some fags, kidding. The lunch at Dimillos awesome, an old car ferry, tied pierside, perfect for Maine,  lobster rolls, too big to fit in your mouth, salty air, our talk easy, light, how good natured my darlings, Jill wanting to know if they could visit the Potland Museum of Art, couldnt say no, besides  I never visited a quality museum and not felt better for it.  That they had a Winslow Homer exhibition, I wanted Jill to see his work, stunning, his Artist Sketching In White Mountains jumping at her, her fear of oil, no room for error, knew she would master it, proud that she didnt pretend to know it all. It was a great way to spend the day, the walk to the hotel slow, stopping everywhere,sharing our soft serves, my babies teasing me, lusty licks, sexy tongues, their happiness at being together, loved them both for it, the most well adjusted family in america.

  We were tired, all sprawled on the bed, naked, watching Sponge Bob, they thought it was funny, I missed it, seemed vague, lots of noise, no sense, it was no Bugs Bunny/ Road Runner Hour, but thats me. It had to happen, we were all to sexual by nature, starting as a pillow fight, soon me and Tommy were working Jill good, mouth and pussy, her squeals, our grunts, hard sex, our sex, we roughed her tits up, her first cum quick and explosive, we marveling at how she tensed, released, riding her waves of pleasure, Tommys look of happiness, Jill was happy, baby boy was happy, good boy, again, about Jill, always. She came with us, me spraying her face, Tommy her cunt, he ate her slimed twat, I licked her painted face, snowballing with her, Tommy joining in, pretty sloppy, a threeway snowball party. All of us comfortable, entwined on the bed, talking, tickling, kisses, here and there, didnt want this to ever change, knew it would, to perfect to last, not really bummed, just aware

   They looked stunning, Jill in her orange cocktail dress, her makeup dead on, you had to stare, her breasts so alluring, the way their beefy, exposed tops jiggled just right, so enticing, her legs so perfect, leading to her sexy feet, she wore open toed shoes whenever possible, knowing of my fondness for her big, sexy feet. Tommy was handsome, that was the word for him, his navy blue sports jacket making him serious, his obvious ripped body steamy, his blue eyes, blonde free flowing hair sexy, me and Jill loving the way he could morph, sexy little slutty girl, hot handsome studly macho boy, Jill setting it straight, as long as Tommy remembered his role, Jill was big on roles, Me, Her, Tommy, every fuck body else, as it should be, per sempre.

  We looked good together, the elderly lady telling me I must be proud of my beautiful children, my ability to not laugh, Jill deviously studying her nails, I got it, Tommy making a big show of escorting the lady out of the lift, Jill and I supressing our giggles, this is the way to go through life, just floating, never bogged down, we just made shit happen, our shit. Walking the streets, appearing normal, giggling about  which nearby person we wanted to our thing, How powerful we were, super humans, we were different. Tommy held the door for us as we entered Cinque Terre, an Italian restaurant, named after five ancient fishing villages, all with in walking distance of each other, now called Liguria, located on the Italian Riveria. It was worth it, the way the kids loved the whole formality of fine dining, Tommy beating the fag waiter to sliding the princesses chair in, my boy. They looked so nice, so alive, as they asked about the menu, me ordering the appetizers, cozze, roasted mussels in garlic and pancetta, and Ostriche, raw oysters with a pomegranate mignonette. Jill telling Tommy we would be able to fuck all night on oysters, his truth, we would anyway.The kids confused by the whole wine thing, a bit overdone yes, the sommelier stuffy as all get out, Jill using her tit flesh to try to distract him, but the few times I dined in such places, the novelty fresh, the 2006 Jermann pinot grigio smooth,letting the kids have a half glass each, their sipping so politely, they were any parents dream kids.

   The kids played it safe for dinner, penne in a simple marinara, I had to try the Anatra, roasted duck leg, with a duck liver mousse crostini, superb, points for style, creative, tastes worked, struck again, by the way we all interacted, truely like we were always together, Tommys earnest wish that he could be with us forever, my promise that he could always live with us, was really my son, Jills brother. She assured him that he was loved, her kindness large, reminding him that she would also rip his balls off for cause, giggled him, his goodnaturedness so attractive, Tommy didnt pout to us, he only wanted to please us, had that level of commitment, a full time thing it was. Jill liked the duck, the strong flavor, Tommy, the hippie boy, couldnt eat a beautiful duck. Chiding him on being so superficial, he ate bacon, a pig died for it, pigs were fuck smarter than ducks in my book, but they didnt pass the Tommymeter, off with their heads, Jills delight in my calling him, His return serve, he was what he ate, a piggy, discreetly waving his sexy boy tongue at us, our baby boy.

    The kids loved their pasticcino di noci, an almond cake topped with mascarpone, pineapples, and rum, me sipping my grappa, the kids gagging on the strength of the wine, telling them it was to be sipped, nursed, the power of grappa strong. Jill and Tommy trying to distract the waiter, cutey boy, all serious in his formal wear, he was fag all the way, Jills good natured aw chucks, Tommys tormenting the pining butt boy, I mean this kid looked like he would eat Tommys anus right here, drop of a hat, almost told them to take into a bathroom stall, some fag place. On the waterfront, something about an ocean breeze, the salt air enlivens, body refreshed, mind opened, we sitting on a bench, relaxed, happy, our words positive, how we could improve our little world, Jill wanting us to get a real slave, someone we didnt like, giggling that her brother was to sexy to beat on, at least all the time. Tommy wanting me and him to work in my shop, his need to learn from me, his need to have me become his dad on some level, my reassurances, my plan, me and him would get busy, try to finish plenty of pieces for christmas sale, we would be with each other all day while Jill was learning, Tommy was about as happy as allowed by law, again, it was simple, he needed security, give it to him, real loving security, and he would devote himself to you,mmmm.

Our fucking easy, me and Tom getting Jill off with our mouths, her pussy sore, her soft moans of pleasure, her hands ruffling her mens hair, Tommy and I swapping her juice back and forth, her cum sweet, small but satisfying her report. Me and Tommy basted her tits in our cream, licking up the mess, how perfect her breasts, her skin so smooth, taut, my face on fire just touching those glorious mounds, Tommys lopsided grin, his happiness major. We slept like logs, falling asleep in each others arms, my kids and me, our island, our love.

  The sunrise stunning from the balcony, the fattie relaxing my mind, letting me wander, figure shit out. Real sense of us making this thing work, me and Tommy could work together, Jill would help when she was home, that was the major thing, could we all coexist, no friction, as I heard Jill snoring, Tommys little moans, his habit endearing, like he perpetually thought sexy, even dreamed in sex, knew we not only belonged together, were destined for it, how special we were. He was on his knees, his hot mouth swallowing my cock, his need great, my love for him deep, Jills laugh, calling Tommy a cockhog, she was beside him,  both polishing my wood, paying respects to daddy, they looked so hot, Tommys over ther top teen studliness, Jills all woman body radiating heat. I came heavy, their easy swapping it, kisses for me, the way they fucked on the bed so erotic, Tommy was a natural cocksman, playing Jills body like an instrument, her hunger at eating his cock, she gave him a sloppy assrimming, his moans loud, my cock hard again, my smile lunatical, Tommy riding Jill, her arms and legs holding him firm, their lovemaking so sensual, their bodies prime, they came as one, brother and sister, Jill screaming that Tommy was a man powerful, I joined them for an after fuck carrassing session, all of us softly rubbing each other, everyone happy, awake, this is family life at its best

   The kids wanted to abuse the room service fag, he was a good looking boy,mmmm, he could serve, realising how energietic my kids got with fresh meat, had to veto the work the cutey waiter deal, the piles of food calming my babies, fucking Sponge Bob again, fuck what, though Sqidward bore an uncanny resemblence to Jills late dad, she was all giggles at that, her tongue in my mouth,Tommy begging some, Jill spitting in his sexy face, telling him when he said something clever,his smile, licking her spit up,giggling he got her spit, I only her tongue, my boy, sharp boy, got some Jill tonguing, she was so fair in the exercise of the power she had over Tommy, she abused him, used him, but with rhyme and reason, they went through seasons, Jill and brother, Jill and lover, Jill and punching bag,Jill and best girlfriend, though he was always submissive to her, even when he fucked her, and Tommy was quite the teen cocksman, he was always looking to Jill, like she was his sun, for guidance, and isnt that the core of every dom/sub deal, one leads, one follows, my babies would work it out,

   She got the jitters, again she was fifteen, been through alot, what if the kids ganged up on her, me and Tommys grins of lunacy, she got it, we would chainsaw the lunch room for our Jill, my seriousness, our need to be invisable, wanted to get settled, feel out the few neighbors, the not so local cop, he lived twenty miles away, wasnt inclined to come up to the lake unless summer, good. Jill was still twitchy, so we gave her a full body massage, candles romantically flickering, coconut incense burning sweetly, Barry White crooning softly, our fingers rubbing the Lubiderm, it actually works wonders on skin kiddies, into her tender, soft, heated flesh. How she moaned, professed her undying love for us, me and Tommy swapping tongues, both of us joyous at happying her, her snores so soft, her smile so relaxed, we left her to her dreams, our girl, our everything. We fucked in the shower, me and my boy, his legs around my waist, facing me, mouths locked, my cock balls deep up his perfect boy cunt, his hard body so different than Jills, his kisses different, never as good as Jills, but no ones were, but I did love him, it happened fast, my acceptance of him, us, never was much on man to man, unless it was violent rape, but I did feel comfortable alone, sexual engaged with this amazing boy. Our cums nice, he sprayed my stomach, me his fiery colon, that I almost buckled, kid was 165 lbs, our giggles, hugs, admissions of love.

   Well the bus came for Jill as promised, heavy hearts all, had to be done, she would call at some point. We fished, me and Tommy, he got it, had the paitence, loved to talk, his sexy ass on display, jesus, he was perfect, could have any girl or boy, good for him. That we were this close weird, but felt right, letting him shoot the shotgun, amusing, he fell down, hitting a tree branch over head, he got it though, more important, had the look, wasnt thinking of shooting a tree, he wanted human targets, Tommy had our fever,mmm. Jills call relieving, she dug it, kids were slower than her, already had several girls following her around, our Queen, the boys dull, some hunky, but brain jarring dumb, she could describe, her love yous to both of us,, her men she called us, Tommy swooning. He could work, had energy, we managed much more shit than I imagined and still had fun, shooting guns, we took the ATVs out for a spin up an old logging road, his joy at the power, showed him the nearby waterfalls, only eight feet, but on our property, his tears, what, that I called it our property made him cry with joy, teens were a bit emotional, but come on. His cocksucking exuberant, he wanted me to cum, I did, he greedily gulped my load, smacked his lips, told me he loved me, and last one to our house was a fag, fucker was gone, my smile, my contentness to be the fag fine and dandy, as I slowly rode home, pondering the complexities of life, a year ago I was a completely different person, how total the transformation, how freeing, lesson learned, live your life, not what others decide is your life..