Patty Barker was on the back of my Old Indian bike, her mini-skirt up around her hips, hanging on to me for dear life, it was her first ride on a motorcycle and she was loving it. We had just separated from Mom and her father Larry, we had followed them from a beer hall and watched from under a shadowed shop entry while his daughter gave him a blow job, then fucked him. Of course, this turned us on, so while they were fucking, we were, too. About that time, the cops had showed up and were questioning them, and they were about to be in deep shit, so my quick thinking Mom stepped out and claimed Patty as her own daughter, claiming that Patty was 19, and was with her. Patty, just as quick as Mom, agreed, and that got rid of the cops. We had introduced ourselves, made it obvious that we were an incest couple as well, and since they were from out of town, Mom invited them up to our apartment on India St. Since Larry was a big rugged handsome guy, I could see Mom had eyes for him, so I invited Patty, a plump, auburn haired cutie, to ride on my bike with me while Mom rode home in Larry’s old Chrysler Air Flow.
Instead of heading up Commercial Street behind their car, though, I headed down in the opposite direction, since I knew Mom wanted to get Larry alone, and I figured a little time with Patty wasn’t going to hurt much, either. We were puttering along, because I didn’t want to scare her, when she asked where we were going. I said “I don’t know about you, but I’m starving! I need something to eat, how about you?” “Sounds good to me, is it far?” “Nope.” I swung a right, and about a mile later, we pulled up in front of the Forest City Diner. We got off the bike, and she pulled her skirt down, and we went in. I told her to order anything she wanted, but we were going to take it to go. We got 2 cheeseburgers, an order of fries, an order of onion rings, a coffee, and a chocolate milk, all in a big paper bag. I paid the cashier, and Patty headed out the door with about 10 pairs of eyes following her. I looked around, grinned, and left. We retraced our route part of the way, then I pulled into a place where a bunch of truck trailers were parked by a big warehouse. I led her up to the loading dock and we climbed up and sat on it with our food. There was a light on the warehouse about 50 feet away, so we had enough light to see each other and the food. I didn’t waste any time digging in, and neither did she. Between bites, I explained how we had got to where we were, and she said “were you watching Daddy and me all the while? Did you see everything?” I said we actually could only see so much from where we were, but we could tell what was going on, so we had done pretty much the same thing. “Oh, wow, that gives me goosebumps! I mean the good kind!” I popped the last bite of my burger in my mouth, picked up a french fry, and stuck it in her mouth, and kissed her. Her lips were soft and sweet, and I felt her hand on my cock, then she grabbed my hand with her other hand, and pushed it down between her legs, which she spread. Her panties were soaked, and her cunt was wide open. My fingers went right inside, so I pushed 2 of them right up in. She was trying to get my zipper down, but it was stuck in a wrinkle. She said “I need you to fuck me, RIGHT NOW!” I swung her around on the dock, dropped my jeans down around my knees, got between her legs and shoved my cock right in. She started up to meet me, and started moving her ass in circles, giving little bumps and squeezes. This was one educated cunt. She then pulled my head down and fastened her lips on the side of my throat and began sucking for a hickey. When she was done, I did the same to her. She started coming, and sobbing. I said “Am I hurting you?” She shook her head and said shakily, “Just the opposite!” With that, I started pumping harder and suddenly, I was spurting everything I had. My hands and knees were hurting from the hard planks, so I went back and sat on the edge again. She got up and came over with both my and her cum running out of her. I gave her a bandanna I had for wiping sweat, and she stuck it between her legs. I was rubbing my sore knees. I said “Christ, those planks are hard!” She said “My ass feels the same way, You know, you are the first guy besides Daddy that I have fucked?” “Really?, How long you been fucking him, and how old are you, anyway?” She said, “I’m almost 17, and I started fucking him over 5 years ago.” I said “How did it happen?” I was expecting to hear some story of how he had seduced her with candy or liquor, something like that. She said, “Mom was dying from polio, and he used to jerk off in bed every night, and I used to watch him and wish he was doing it to me. One night, he had a few beers and fell asleep with it sticking right up, so I climbed up and sat right down on it. It didn’t hurt much, because I had been putting my fingers up there while I watched him for a long while. He woke up when his dick went in me, but he just smiled and started fucking me, and we been fucking ever since, but I been getting curious about other guys, and I was right, you’re just as good as he is, only different.”