Chapter 7

When Catherine got up the next day all she could think about was the box of things she'd gone through the previous day. She still couldn't believe some of the things she'd found inside that box. It still brought thoughts to her head of the tape she'd watched, in which her parents were fucking, and enjoying it! She still found it hard to believe that she hadn't known this about her parents, but then again, she had been a bit younger when they'd been killed in that accident all those many, many years ago.

Going to the bathroom she took a quick shower, changed into clean underwear and put on the little bit of makeup she allowed herself to wear. After all, where was she going to go that she needed to fix herself up to impress someone? She'd spent almost all of her life on this farm, without going out too often, so why should she change now?

She went downstairs and into the kitchen, where she fixed herself a small breakfast of eggs, grits and some milk and orange juice, then sat at the table and ate it all, her thoughts still on the video tape from yesterday. Once she was finished with her meal she got up and washed the dishes, dried them and put them in their proper place. She believed in keeping the house clean and would fuss for hours to make sure it was up to her standards. With it being only her and Carl in the house though, there wasn't a whole lot to do and keeping it clean and neat was an easy job. Thank goodness they'd never had any children to chase around the place. She didn't know if she'd have been able to keep up with them and to make sure they didn't make huge messes that had to constantly be cleaned up by her, or someone else.

Moving into the living room she found the box right where she'd left it, sitting behind the couch where no one else could see it. She'd have been embarrassed if Carl had found it while he'd been at home. Thank goodness he'd left on his business trip earlier in the day, long before she'd gotten up. She stood there and stared at the box as it sat there on the floor. Apparently she'd not closed it properly, since one of the flaps was slightly raised above the others. Bending down to fully close it she got a look at the materials inside and reached into it and pulled out the tape marked #2. She'd already gotten a look at the first tape and now her curiosity was beginning to get to her and she wanted to see what was on the second tape.

She went to the television and tape player (Carl refused to get a DVD player, insisting they had enough video tapes of things to watch and also refused to buy DVD's of any kind), and gently pushed the tape into it. Picking up the remote from the top of the TV she went to her rocker and sat down, pushing the play button once she'd turned on the TV.

The black screen was replaced with a picture of both of her parents. Her father's mouth was moving but she couldn't hear his voice and it was then she remembered to turn up the volume. Once she'd done that she rewound the tape so she could listen to it from the beginning.

"Catherine, we wanted to share some of our experiences with you once you got older. If you're now watching this, without us being with you, then it means something has happened to us and Jessie has given the box of albums and these two tapes to you. We had every intention of telling this to you personally, before you and Carl got married, but the time never seemed to be right and your mother," who was standing next to him, "thought if we weren't able to tell you in person then this was the next best thing."

"We knew you'd never believe anything Jessie would tell you, without us being there to confirm all he said," her mother continued. "We regret that we were unable to tell you in person, as your father has already told you, but we wanted you to know that we both love you very much and want you to be as normal as we are."

"You call what you did on that first tape 'NORMAL'?" she thought to herself.

Her father continued, "Your mother and I have a fairly active sex life, dear. There were never any doubts that we would, either. I know that your mother tried to instill in you that sex was bad, but that was only while you were younger. We didn't want to have to be told that you'd gotten yourself pregnant while you were either dating or in school. That would've killed us both right then and there. We didn't want a teenage mother to have the responsibilities of trying to raise someone not much younger then you were. All we had were good intentions for you, dear. Please forgive us if we were wrong."

By now tears were streaming down her face as she finally realized what it was her now-dead parents were telling her. Sex wasn't nasty and it was something she could've learned to enjoy. Perhaps Carl had been right when he'd tried to get her interested in intercourse after they first got married. Oh, the things she'd missed all those many years ago.

This time her mother again spoke to her, "Catherine, please realize that what you've already seen on the first tape and what you're about to see on this one are acts done by both of us. We were willing participants here and we enjoyed everything you're about to see. Some of what you'll see on this tape were considered taboo when we first got married and it wasn't till after you'd grown up that they were looked at differently. In some cases they were still not talked about openly and what we did, we did behind closed doors and they were known to only the very ones taking part in all of this. We trusted everyone to keep quiet about it and for the most part they did. I have no idea if anyone spoke about this or not, but I do hope if they did that it wasn't too bad for them after we were gone. I pray that you'll understand what you're about to see and I, or rather your father and I, love you very much and wanted only the best for you, dear. Please forgive us if something happened to us and we weren't there for you at this time."

With that all said the tape returned to the black screen for a few moments and when the light returned Catherine found that the camera was once again in their bedroom and was trained on the bed itself.

Lying on the bed was her mother, without any clothing on. She was spread out on top of the sheets with her legs spread wide open, giving her daughter a clear view of the slit between her legs. From the glistening effects she saw, Catherine could only guess that her mother was leaking her juices onto the sheets and she wasn't too far from the truth.

She heard voices in the background but didn't recognize them. She was sure there were more then one, but she couldn't tell if it was her father or someone else in the room. Then one of the voices got louder and was telling her mother to reach down and spread her lips apart (she could only assume that the person meant for her mother to pull apart her vaginal lips) so that he could get a clearer view of what was inside. It was only then that Catherine realized what had been glistening inside her mother. Apparently she wasn't leaking her own juices, but rather the wetness inside her was the sperm that someone (presumably her father) had just shot inside her...

She found it hard to say the word.

... pussy!

Without realizing it, Catherine's own pussy was starting to get wetter, as she watched what was happening in front of her.

She still found it impossible to believe that her own parents would actually tape the events!

"Justine," her heard her father say to someone outside the range of the camera. "It's time for you to get in there and clean up your brother's mess, don't you think?"

"Momma! You wouldn't let a woman..." her thoughts trailed off as a very nice looking black woman entered the picture and she instantly recognized her as Jessie's sister!

She watched as Justine got on her knees in front of her mother and then moved herself forward, until her face was directly in front of her mother's pussy and then leaned in closer and used her tongue to lick across her mother's pouting pussy lips!

The camera moved in closer and got a clearer shot of what was happening.

Catherine watched as Justine used her tongue to delve into her mother's gaping hole, licking her inner lips and pushing deeper into the wetness in front of her.

She watched as the black woman plastered her mouth over her mother's hole and she could tell that the woman was using her tongue to gather and swallow the juices she sucked out of the wet pussy.

The camera moved to a shot of her mother's face and from the look on it Catherine could tell she was enjoying what Justine was doing to her. She watched as her mother put her hands on Justine's head and pulled her closer, almost as if she were trying to pull the woman's head into her hole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" came the content moans from her mother's mouth.

"Don't stooooooooooooooopppppppppppppppp, Justine. Eat that cum out of me. Let your brother know how much you enjoy eating his spunk out of me after shooting his load into this white pussy!"

Catherine couldn't believe it was actually her mother mouthing those words.

"We, have something else for you to do, sweetheart," she heard her father say.

The cameras position again changed and this time it focused on Jessie, who stood on the side of the bed, naked with his huge cock hanging between his legs, waiting to take part in the vision before her. Jessie crawled on the bed and presented his semi-rigid cock for her mother and, as she watched, her mother took hold of the black cock in front of her. She pumped her hand up and down on that rigid tool, causing the excess foreskin to pull back from his pink cock head, and she could see the pre cum was already leaking profusely. She watched as her mother licked her lips seductively and then pulled Jessie closer so she could pull his cock closer to her face and closer to her watering mouth. It wasn't long before that black cock was moving into her mouth and sliding down her throat.

Catherine's pussy was so wet it now left a wet spot, not only on her panties but also was beginning to soak into the rockers material. Also, as she sat there watching the events unfold in front of her, her right hand had moved to her chest, pulled down her blouse and pulled her left tit out of the bra she was wearing and began to twist and pinch her nipple. Without realizing what she was doing, Catherine was moaning softly as her hard nipple began to ache with desire for what was happening on the screen. She was wishing it was her on the screen and not her mother.

Catherine didn't hear the back door open and Jessie enter the house. She was too busy with watching the TV to notice.

Jessie called her name several times before he heard Catherine moan in the living room.

Once he got to the door separating the two rooms he saw Catherine sitting in her rocking chair, with her hand on her breast tweaking her nipple. He also noticed that she was watching one of the two videos her parents had left her. He'd already seen the material on them though. In fact, he's participated in most of the taping and now he was glad he had. It also saddened him though. Justine had only been in her mid 30's when all this happened and just 3 months before Edward and Betty had been killed in the accident, his sister had succumbed to breast cancer. She'd never even known she had it until it was diagnosed and when it was, it was too late for treatments. Her internal organs had been overtaken by the stuff and the cancer had just worked on her until there was nothing left to take. It had been painful for both of them. They'd always been close.

Jessie stood in the doorway and continued to watch. Now he saw Catherine was moving her hand down the front of her body, moving slowly until it reached her belly and continued further down until he could only guess that her fingers had finally found their target and were stroking her clitoris. Her moans got louder and once he saw her shiver, knowing she'd reached a climax with her manipulation.

On the tape he saw Justine busy licking and sucking on Betty's pussy, knowing how much she'd enjoyed doing it to her friend. Justine had as much fun sucking on a pussy as he did sucking on a cock! Both of them had been bisexual and, while never satisfying each other since they didn't believe in incest, they didn't have any reservations using their mouths and tongues on friends, like the James'.

While he was tempted to interrupt Catherine's actions he knew he had other things to take care of first. Carl had specifically asked him to tend to the training of Neptune and that was going as planned. He'd come to the house to see if Catherine had need of him for the rest of the day, since he planned to work with the dog to see what he could get him to do. Now that he saw she was busy with the tapes he decided it was best to leave her alone with her tapes and whatever else she wanted to do. Regretfully he turned around and left the house, headed towards the barn and Neptune's continued training.

If she'd heard the door open or close, Catherine gave it no notice. At this time she was too busy stroking her clitoris and twisting her nipple, causing moans to escape her mouth with each stroke. She'd already cum four times, each one better then the last one.

Opening her eyes, she noticed that something else was happening on the screen. Now it showed Jessie shoving his black cock into her mother, while sucking on her father's cock. Behind her father, Justine was licking his ass, and inserting her fingers into his rectum, causing him to moan with his own pleasures, much like she'd been doing lately. Only she didn't realize she'd been doing it out loud.

She continued to watch the tape, watching as Jessie fucked and sucked her mother and sucked her father and while her father sucked and fucked his wife and sucked and fucked Justine and also sucked Jessie's fat cock. She didn't realize her father liked men as much as she did women. There were a lot of things about her parents she'd never been aware of.

Where in the hell had she been when all of this had been going on? There weren't any dates or times on the tape, so she had no idea when each one was made. Not that it mattered, but she was curious. She didn't remember ever going anywhere so she thought the tapes were probably made while she was sleeping. How could she have ever slept through things like that going on in her own house?

When the tape ended she ejected it and returned it to the box, this time making sure it was completely closed. She then took it to her bedroom and put it in her closet, on the top shelf and stacked things in front of it so that it wouldn't be found by anyone else. Later she'd dispose of it herself. First though, she wanted to have enough time to go through all the photo albums and see what was there. Perhaps she'd learn more about her parents once she went through them all. She didn't know for sure, but she hoped she would anyway.

Out in the barn, Jessie was working with Neptune, as he'd promised Mr. Carl he would.

He stood in front of the huge animal, stark naked, with is semi-erect cock hanging in front of him. He'd already gotten the animal to lick on him and to take his cock into his canine mouth and swirl his tongue around it. It had taken several times to get the dog to not bite him, but in the long run it had worked and he was now ready to move to the next segment of this training.

He got Neptune to lay on the hay, on his back, with his sheath pointing upward, his hardening cock slowly exposing itself.

Jessie was quite impressed with what he saw, too.

Reaching down to the sheath he pumped on it, until more of the canine cock appeared and, after several minutes of harder stroking, the cock was exposed for all to see. He quickly guessed it to measure about 10 inches and to be about 4 inches around, with a nice sharp point on the end of it. He sat on the straw beside the dane and continued to stroke the cock, until finally the know was also exposed which meant that the organ now measured almost 14 inches from the pointed tip to the base of his know. Not bad at all!

The next step is the one he had looked forward to.

He leaned over and took the tip of Neptune's cock into his mouth and began to suck on it.

To him it was just another cock. It didn't matter that it was attached to a dog. As long as it was a cock he'd be willing to suck on it and to continue to do so until he was rewarded with the gushing cum shooting out of it. He loved to suck and swallow cum and he could never get enough.

He'd had a midnight session with Carl before he went home and got some sleep. Jessie knew he'd be leaving that morning for another two weeks and he'd promised his boss that he would take care of not only Neptune, but also of Catherine. After all, he'd been fucking Catherine for a long time now and he'd gotten use to having his black cock buried in her hot, wet pussy. Just the thought of fucking her always got his pre cum leaking in great amounts and, on several occasions, he'd had to change his underwear because he'd leaked so much that it would threaten to work through his shorts and his jeans, leaving an embarrassing wet spot for all to see.

He worked his mouth up and down on Neptune, taking his cock all the way to the back of his throat and deeper. He only stopped once the knot was slapping his face. He never stopped though. He worked that cock with his mouth, tongue and throat until he felt the animal begin to shoot his load. He knew better then to keep his mouth on the cock though. With a man it was different. A man shot a predictable amount of cum and could easily be swallowed by just leaving the cock in his mouth. With a dog though, it was a different matter. A dog shot loads of cum in a quantity that a man can only dream of. First the dog would shoot a pre cum that would lubricate the hole he was fucking, making it much easier for him to get his knot into the bitch he was fucking. Next, after his know expanded to plug the hole he was in, he'd start to shoot his cum. He would continue to shoot until his cock would start to shrink to its normal size and then, only then, would his cock be able to be pulled out. Once it came out any excess cum would spill out of the hole, but enough would remain inside the bitch to ensure she got pregnant with his puppies. But, that's only with dogs. With a woman his sperm can't get her pregnant and, unlike a dog's cunt, a woman's would be left gaping open, allowing the excess cum to spill out of her and onto the floor or the ground, where ever they happened to be at that time.

Only when Neptune was shooting a lesser amount of his jizz did he again take the cock into his mouth and savor and also swallow what was left to shoot. He'd thought of allowing Neptune to fuck him, but just the thought of something that big in his ass was enough to reconsider the idea. After all, if he wouldn't allow a man to fuck him why should he let a dog? He would be happy to just suck and swallow.

Once he was done Neptune got up and went to one of the corners of the stall and started to clean himself off. Jessie watched as the animal used his tongue on his own cock and wished he could do the same to himself. Over the years he'd tried many times to suck his own cock but it was always just out of reach of his tongue. Once or twice he did manage to get the tip of his tongue on the end of his foreskin, but only barely.

He got up from the straw and left the stall, locking the door once he was outside and then went to where he'd laid his clothing and began to redress himself.