Family Secrets

Family Secrets 02: Bog Mistresses

"Oh, what's this? Oooh, crap! I just bought these shoes!" The black pumps slurped in the gooey muck. "Where's that damn kegger at, anyway? These are ruined, now if I can... ungh... oh my! I'm, I'm sinking. Ohhh, no!" The throaty female voice gasped as the mossy green trail cracked open. The jiggling, black sandy mud, greedily, devoured the woman's pair of milky white calves. Mini-skirted thighs pumped up and down futiley against the advancing, slurpping horror.

"Stones crushed for millions of years inevitably wind up minute particles. Forming one of Earth's most deadly traps: Quicksand."

"I love that anouncer guy voice." Melanie shoved her kid brother's shoulder. "The poorly rendered title faded on to the screen. It was titled "The Kegger."

"Me too. But, it's, so, cheesy." Toby sheepishly grinned. "And look, I told you I woudn't show your face and I didn't. I still don't see why..."

"Shit, I was just relieved to hit bottom where I did." Melanie interrupted.

"And it was perfect." Toby whispered. "Just above the knees." He stared as they watched Melanie's mini-skirt dangling precariously over the muck. Her delicious 27 year old hips swayed back and forth trying, helplessly, to get free. The quaking bog rippled. Sinking her shapely, twentyseven year old thighs in the black sandy goo.

"Oh gosh, what? Ungh... what am I stuck in? Oh my... jeeze, I... I hope it's not quicksand, oh no!" The video captured Melanie lifting her skirt out of the way of the advancing ooze. "Oh my gosh, help! Help me! It's quicksand!" Melanie's, dusky, distressed voice poured out of the tv.

"You know your girlfriend, Patty, Is pretty damn hot." Toby paused. I mean, I wonder if she'd be interested? Hmmmm?" Toby threw caution to the wind only to rethink what he'd just said. "God, what if his sister had told her best friend already. Crap, that's something that could get real embarrassing." Toby thought to himself as his fantasy now turned to suspicion. "You haven't said anything to her, have you?" Toby asked his older sister.

"Nope, not me." Melanie lied. In fact, the other night she told her brother she was going to see a band at the Bijou, but spent an evening of having her slutty pussy eaten by her best friend, Patty. Where Melanie proceeded to confess her brother's highly unusual fetish. She even told her friend she'd posed for him, but secretly left out the part about the incest. She trusted Patty, but felt for some reason her friend might think her incestuous liasons with Toby might be weirder. "I don't know. You should ask her yourself."

"I get the feeling she doesn't like me to much, though."

"I think, if you offer her some cash, she might come around." Melanie hit speed dial on her cell. "Hey. What's up? Doin' great. Hey, my little bro. has something to ask you."

"Melanie!" Toby fumbled with the phone.

"Before you say anything I just want to say wow, you're a strange fuck, Tobster." Patty's conceited voice cut through his embarrassed head.

"She told you, that fucking bitch. She promised she wouldn't, damn."

"Take it easy, Tob-a-lus, can I come over and check some of that shit out?"

"Are you sure?" Toby voice cracked as he tried to sound in control.

"Listen pervert. Melanie may have told me about your quicksand thing, but I know that you're fucking her, too." Patty whispered quickly and quietly. "That's right hotshot and she didn't tell me, either. The other night I walked the half block that separates our houses. I knocked and no one answered so, I looked around and peeked into your bed room window. Like I said, You're a strange fuck, but I must say a lucky, lucky, strange fuck."

"So, you resorted to a little voyeurism to satisfy you're curiosity, eh? God, who's the pervert?" Toby didn't know what to think now.

" What ever, I'm coming over." Click.

"Oh boy, she's coming over."

"See, that was easy."

"Yeah, but you had to open your big fat mouth, jeeze. I guess the cat's out of the bag, now."

"She's just fucking with your head. I can fuck with your head." Melanie's cool fingers slid under the waist band of Toby's pants touching the tip of his cock.

"Man, I don't really feel like talking about it with her right now, later." Toby shook off his sister as he abruptly rose. Grabbed his car keys then stormed out the door.

"What a fucking baby." Melanie muttered under the roar of Toby's El Camino firing up and then taking off.

"Boy, he took off in a huff?" Patty observed disinterested as she stumbled through the door.

"What did you say to him?" Melanie could tell her friend was a little tipsy.

"That he's a strange fuck. Wait, a lucky, strange fuck. Jesus, Mel, is that you?" Patty rubbed her hands together in front of her happy, drunken lips. Melanie grabbed the hem of Patty's short, plaid skirt, sitting her inebriated friend on the couch. Melanie picked up the remote rewinding the tape.

"Hey, I was watching that."

"Settle down." The tape rewound and Melanie hit play. Patty stared at the amateur video of Melanie strolling down the mossy path. "Now, I've got to jump in the shower, just watch this 'til I get back, okay?" Patty's nipples tingled as Melanie's hand softly stroked the front of the tight, "school girlish" blouse. "I won't be long. You can finish my rum and pop, there."

"Alright. " Patty cheerfully tipped the drink glass as Melanie ambled to the bathroom.

Toby watched and listened through the half open window. He had a high hedge behind him making himself, virtually invisible to anyone who might see him in his current peeping-tom mode of. When the bathroom door shut Toby knew she'd be in their twenty minutes or maybe longer. With video camera in hand and a case of beer at his side.Toby walked in filming.

"Look who we have here, gang.' Toby announced. "The very talented, sexy, misfit of Hazy Meadows subdivision. Patty Jorgensen." Toby sat across the coffee table from his sister's sexy friend. Toby loved the way her dirty blonde hair hung straight, long, surrounding her tanned face.

"Hey, Muck boy. How's it feel to be the king of pervert land?"

"Aren't you a little old to be wearing an outfit like that?"

"Right. So, what are you trying to pull now, you perv."

"What the world needs now is muff sweet muff." Toby, poorly crooned. Patty about spewed her drink laughing. "All the kids want to know: shaved or unshaved? How about uncrossing your legs?" Toby reached in his pocket then slipped a fifty under Patty's sandal.

"Let's see." Patty leaned forward uncrossing her legs, but keeping them tightly together, nonetheless. Her dirty blonde hair hanging over her knees as she peered down at the proposition under her foot. Toby focused in on Patty's, delicious, cleavage peeking through her slightly unbuttoned, tight, white blouse. Just seeing those huge nipples aching for release was giving Toby a woody. Especially, as they mashed up against her knees while she picked up the bill off the floor.

"Alright, but here's the rules. You're keeping my mug off it, got it? No face. Plus the tape is mine afterwards. Deal?"

"Deal." Toby moved in close but panned the shot back, anyway. She was too hot not to film that face in the throws of passion. He'd give her the tape when it was done, but he'd film it his way.

"Close enough, pervert." Patty sipped her drink before placing it back on the coffee table. "What do you want me to do?"

"How about getting on your knees up there on the couch, yeah. Now face me, good. That's it. Wow you are so beautiful and sexy."

"Jeeze, you're actually trying to be charming? How's this for charming?"

Patty rubbed her hands over her school girly blouse. Now and then pinching her amazingly large nipples through the thin, tight, fabric. Her right hand drifted down her flat tummy and across her pleated plaid skirt. Grasping the hem Patty slowly rose the curtain on what was going to be an amazing show.

Toby's hard cock strained under his tight, faded blue jeans as Patty teasingly pulled her skirt above her womanly hips. Toby panned the camera angle upon her hairy, but neatly trimmed, triangle of tasty blonde pussy fur.

"I bet you'd like to watch me sink, too, wouldn't you, pervert?" Patty slowly rubbed her love patch.

"Oh yeah, that would be incredible. Your long tan legs sinking in the mud, mmmmm... Toby continued filming. "You have a very pretty pussy, you know that? Wow."

"I know." Patty let her skirt tumble down denying the camera anymore shots of her sweet muff. She rose her hand to her face and slowly licked her long, wet fingers." It must have been women's intuition because as soon as Patty sat back down and grabbed the video camera the bathroom door opened emitting a cloud of steam. "Hope you had fun pervert." Patty whispered putting the tape in her purse.

"What about...?" Toby whispered hidding the video camera behind his back as he sat himself in the easy chair. Patty sat cross legged again, straightening out her plaid skirt and smiling devilishly at Toby.

"I see you came back. Hope you picked up some beer or something." Melanie strolled out of the steamy bathroom wrapped in a very short towel. "Are you gonna go with us?" Melanie asked her friend as she leaned over the couch. Her huge tits all but spilling out of her skimpy towel. "Now that you know about dufus' fetish over there." Melanie pointed at her mopey brother. "We were planning to hit the country for a little fun. Wanna go?"

"Well, I don't have anything else better to do and I do need to keep this buzz going."

"Cool, my hitter box is there on the table, sweetie. Go ahead and smoke up. I need to throw on some clothes, okay?" Melanie quickly rose. Toby spied his sister's sweet nipples peeking out from underneath her falling towel. He then stared at her sassy ass bouce down the hall and into her room.

"God, why don't you stare a little longer, sicko." Patty took a big drag off the one hitter. "So, let me get this straight." Patty choked trying to hold in her hit. Coughing in tiny spurts while she climbed over the couch blowing a huge cloud of smoke into the room. Stumbling as she landed on the other side Patty righted herself. "Let's see. Is this how you do it?" Patty put her hands behind her head thrusting her awesome chest forward. Toby couldn't take his eyes off those silver dollar nipples pushing against her slutty, white blouse. Patty swayed her hips back and forth pushing her crotch into the sofa. "Oh no. I'm trapped in quicksand, help me."

Toby noticed that the back of the couch gave the illusion she was up to her waist in mud. He rubbed his hard member under his jeans and watched in delight as she slowly fell behind then disappeared behind the couch.

"How was that, you fucking freak?" Patty bounced up noticing that Toby was rubbing himself.

"Shut up, bitch." Toby grabbed his beer and his camera then headed towards the kitchen.

"Oooooh, is that all you got for a comeback? Shut up, bitch?" Patty's stoner laugh poured out after poorly imitating Toby's "shut up, bitch."

"It figures, I didn't notice it earlier, but even a hot chick like you gets hard up sometimes." Toby turned his back on her and walked into the kitchen.

"I do not?" Patty all but chased Toby into the kitchen running into him as he set the beer in the cooler. Toby spun his sister's stoned friend around pinning her to the counter top. Her firm breasts mashed up against his barrel chest.

"Sometimes, a hot chick like yourself needs an old fashion dirty fucking just like everybody else. Something, so, sinfully wrong, that you can't help yourself from doing it.' Toby whispered in her ear while rubbing her plaid skirted hips with his stong hands. But as quick as he pinned her he coyly stepped back picking up his beer off the kitchen table. His sixth sense must have been kicking in. Not soon after, and before Patty could say something witty, Melanie came into the kitchen and popped her own can of brew.

"So, are coming with us or not? You don't have to anything you don't want too, ok?" Melanie asked her friend.

"Sounds cool. Tell me all about it in the car." Patty wrapped her arm around Melanie's shoulder ushering them both out through the door to the garage. "Grab that beer, dufus. Us damsels need servicing and respect, chop, chop." Both women giggled into Toby's sheepish face.

"Keep laughing, girls". He began thinking of taking the girls to a slightly more treacherous spot he'd stumbled on the same day he'd found his current haunt. A deeper, blacker pit of ooze secretly hidden under a dead leaf and moss covered inlet of the creek. Instead of quicksand it was more like a quickclay. Thicker and deadlier.

Toby went back to the living room punching numbers on his cell phone. "I've got Melanie's friend Patty involved." Toby whispered. "Can you believe it?"

"Are you going to be a naughty boy and take them to that other place? You know, where you can sink those dirty, little sluts real good? Sink them good and deep for Mommy. Can you do that, son, sink them real gooood?" Tabitha's sultry voice softy cooed over the phone.

"Yes, Mommy. I'll drive by your house in ten minutes. I think you should follow us out there. Secretly though. See you then, bye."

What a good boy for asking his mother to come. Tabitha smiled picking up her keys and purse.

"Are you coming? Or are you cumming?" The women's laugh reverberated in the garage.

"I was just getting some film, Jeeze." Toby said with some tedium pushing past the two harpies fucking with him. One of them even pinched his ass but he never found out who did it. He kept his mind on the patch of deadly muck he'd try to lure these, lucious, happless, ladies into. "A boy can dream." He mused to himself as he squealed the tires of the El Camino on the hot pavement. "A boy has dreamed." They left the neighborhood, city and county far behind. Tabitha even had time to rub her wet pussy while tailing her decadent children in the warm country air. At least one farmer, passed slowly on the left, got a delicious peek, anyway.

"Ok, action." Toby yelled from his position on the edge of the sinking hole. Toby laid on a piece of cardboard filming through the grass. Melanie had her head turned looking at something behind her. She emerged from the reeds stopping for a second to look around. She stepped into the mud at the border of the pit. Struggling in the shallow silt Melanie tried to free her, heavy, quag caked, feet. Patty emerged behind Melanie through the tall grass.

"Well, well." Patty stiffly acted sinister.

"Well what?" Melanie answered pumping her feet in the shallow mud.

"You'll have to give me the map now."

"Why's that?"

"Silly girl. That's quicksand your playing in." Patty sent Melanie stumbling forward with a firm push of her hand. Poor Melanie quickly sank half way up her helpless thighs splashing the silty particles right at the camera. Toby excitedly filmed the muck hungrily gobble up his struggling sister's hips.

"Quicksand? Oh no!"

"Now give me the map and I'll pull you out."

"Here take your stupid map." melanie threw the map over her head landing it a couple feet short of Patty and the shore. Patty absentmindedly went to retrieve her ill gotten booty inadvertantly stepping into the sandy ooze. No words could describe Toby's joy watching Patty's plaid skirt slip under the bog her huge nippled breasts precariously hanging over the mud. Well worth the hazing he'd endured all afternoon.

"Oh that's, ooooh, chilly." Patty laughed as cool mud surrounded her skin.

"Cut! Thank you so much that was terrific. Just great. The light's leaving us any way. Let's get you gals washed off and I'll get a toasty fire started.

"And I'll just get plain ol' toasty." Patty shimmied her muddy wet hips forward as she arose out of the muck in front of Toby. Her skirt plastered to her model's waist bits of sandy chunks dripping off. God, he hoped he'd be fucking her real soon.

"Hey, watch it." Patty's ass was wetly slapped with Melanie's muddy palm. "All right shower boy what are you waiting for, you pervert. You got water to pour over us?" Patty planted a muddy palm print on Toby's crotch, then ran squealing towards camp.

"Let's go fuck her." Melanie yelled slapping a plam print on Toby's ass.

"I like your thinking, Sis."

"Let me warm her up first. Would that make your cock hard?"

"It already is." Toby ran his hand over the buldge running down his thigh. "It already is."

"Good. Let's go. Besides, if I don't get a beer I'm gonna die." Melanie, also, quickly ran up the embankment towards camp.

"Those girls just tease and tease don't they, boy?" Tabitha snuck up on Toby as he put his camera away.

"Jeeze, Mom. don't go sneaking up on me like that." Tabitha got to her knees unzipping her son's jeans.

"Tease, tease, tease. Not giving you any relief. It's a shame, no relief at all. Well, you know you can always rely on your Mother, don't you?" Tabitha swallowed Toby's entire shaft. Slowly pulling her wet lips back off his shaft. "Not letting my poor boy cum, shame on them." Tabitha inhaled him again this time swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock when she pulled back. "You think one of those no good girls could suck my baby off. All that work you did getting them into that ooey, gooey mud."

"Oh, momma." Toby moaned.

"Now, if I were you I'd get those dirty girls back." Tabitha masturbated her captivated son's raging hard on. "You know, you could take them to that other place, don't you?" His mother whispered through devious, smiling lips. "That naughty, deep, and dirty place." Tabitha slurped up her boy's cock down the shaft allowing Toby a chance to fuck his mother's wet mouth for a few seconds. "That place even mama's afraid to go." Tabitha teased stroking Toby faster. "It's, so deep, there, those dirty girls will sink real good in that quicksand, won't they?" Tabitha stopped her tease by fully giving her son the blowjob of a life time. Toby pumped his mother's mouth faster and faster.

"Ohhhhhh, God!" Toby grabbed his mother's head unleashing his hot cum into her seductive, cunning, wet mouth. The guilty pleasure that he knew in his heart he shouldn't do, but was unable to stop. Toby slowed his spasming as Tabitha gently sucked his fading pecker. And in that mild mannered control every hot looking mom has over her son she discreetly swallowed every drob, put his pecker back in his pants, stood up, and turned to head up the path as if nothing happened. Toby, weak kneed, picked up his gear and followed his mom back to camp.

Upon arriving at camp Tabitha and Toby noticed the girls dirty clothes piled behind the El Camino and a couple of empty water jugs on the ground where they had washed off. They could hear the muffled women's voices coming from inside the tent.

"What do you suppose they're doing in there, boy." Tabitha whispered quietly in her son's ear.

"I don't know, mom, but I've got to get a fire started before it gets too dark."

"You're such a good boy. Just for that I'm gonna do another nice thing for you."

"Yeah?" Toby went to the fire pit on the other side of the El Camino.

"Uh huh. I know what you boys like." Tabitha reached in the cooler grabbing a beer as Toby heaped logs into the fire pit.

"And what's that, Mom?" Toby thought he knew the answer but before Tabitha could reply Melanie and Patty arrived on the scene. The women were dressed in skimpy towels that barely contained their hot, hussie bodies.

"Oh, hi Mom. When did you get here?" Melanie hugged her mom.

"Hi dear. I just got here a bit ago. How are you Patty dear?"

"I'm fine Mrs. Jenkins. What brings you to the great out doors?"

"I could ask you the same thing, dear." Tabitha eyed every inch of the blonde beauty up and down.

"I'm not that naive to think you don't know what we've been up to, right?" Patty's towel fell open, spilling out her porn star like breasts, as she rummaged in the cooler for a cold beer. "Ooops. You think your boy here could have brought bigger towels, jeeze." Everyone laughed.