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The Pool House Ch. 01

By: fin



This is a long story (cut into three chunks, for convenience) with a very slow build-up. If you prefer to see the action start on the first page, you may want to look elsewhere. 

"That really isn't your color."

Yvonne looked up from the blouse she was inspecting. The woman who had spoken obviously wasn't a saleslady. She wore a tailored suit, and her blond hair was coifed in a very stylish flip. Her lipstick, shoes and handbag all matched. Yvonne didn't recognize the woman, but her remark was casual and off-hand. As if Yvonne was an old friend. 

"I was just wondering who the designer was," Yvonne said, looking down at the blouse. Pale yellow. Maybe it wasn't her color.

The woman shrugged. Diamond earrings flashed. She pulled a lavender blouse from the rack and handed it to Yvonne. "You need a cooler color to set off those green eyes and all that blond hair. And a cowl collar – it lets you show off without being obvious about it."

Yvonne took the blouse. The fabric was a tightly woven silk. She peeked at the price tag. Well out of her range. She shook her head regretfully.

"No, I don't think I can."

The woman put the blouse back. "Too bad. I'm Nora," she said, extending her hand. She was perhaps thirty, perhaps a bit older, but her makeup was so perfect it was hard to tell.

"I'm Yvonne."

"Are you a St. Stephens student?" Nora asked.

Yvonne smiled, flattered. She had modeled her look after the women at the town's private university. "No, I'm a townie. I start college this fall." She didn't mention the fact that she hadn't even bothered applying to St. Stephens. Her grades weren't up to their standards. And those community service requirements just weren't her thing.

But perhaps even that had been the wrong thing to say. Nora suddenly looked distracted. 

"Very pleased to meet you, Yvonne." She started to turn away, towards the perfume counter. Yvonne felt as if she'd been dismissed. Then Nora looked back over her shoulder. 

"We're having a get-together on Saturday night. Come if you can." She reached into her tiny purse and handed Yvonne a card. "Eightish."

Yvonne stood holding the card, nonplussed, as Nora's heels clicked away into the bustle of the department store.



The Pool House Ch. 01



I stood in my back yard watching as the landscapers finished up their work. The project had taken most of the fall and now spring but it was done. My back yard had been converted from a gentle slope of green yard into a warm weather wonderland.

Paving stones began at the slider into the house and extended out, surrounding a twenty by forty concrete in ground pool. Past the pool and in a corner surrounded by low bushes an in ground hot tub bubbled away. Lounges and tables were neatly arranged and the backstop to the whole thing was a pool house that mimicked the design of our contemporary home. Now, all I had to do was find the time to enjoy it. 

I walked around inspecting the work and looking forward to spending time with my family here. The tub was secluded because my wife and I do love to host parties and they have been known to get a little exciting. Yeah, we've done some swinging. We're not all over the place with it. There's one couple and we kinda fell into it, but that's another story. But we know a couple or two that, once the booze starts flowing their inhibitions fade. You see, I like to watch too.

The pool house hangs off the edge of the hill. The back of it is about four feet off the ground. I had some of the machinery put underneath; the only problem came when it was done. The filter top couldn't be removed so it has to be accessed by a trap door in the floor of the house. Well, no project is perfect.

The pool house itself is gorgeous. It's twenty by ten, basically one room. There are two spacious changing rooms in the back. I hid the damn trap door in one of them. The rest is open, with large windows, comfortable furniture and a small bar, which I do not leave stocked with anything more than soda. You see I have teenagers.

As I walked out of the pool house the landscapers were gone and at the other end of the pool stood my family, Janice and the teens. Janice and I met at a family reunion when we were ten. We are actually third cousins. Well, over the years we got closer and finally, after we made sure we weren't breaking any laws nobody much seems to care about, we got married, young.

Sammie and Frank came along about a year apart. Janice and I wanted to get kids on the way as soon as possible so we got started on the honeymoon. Now, my business has taken off, Janice has a thriving health club and we have two teenage kids that are the best on the planet.

My wife is 38, tall, 5'9" she runs her own health club so you can figure the rest. She's long and lean, 'C' chest, amazing legs and a thick mane of tawny hair that right now is in a tight pony. Sammie takes after her Mom, not quite as tall and her chest is not quite as big but she's a carbon copy otherwise. Frank is more my kid, big in the shoulders and trim in the waist. He's 6'2" and the star of the swim team. I'm proud of that. I was in swimming in High School and college and I've kept up with it. It's nice to see him follow.

"So, is it ours now?" Janice asked. "Yup, I just gave the final approval."

We all took a quick tour and then changed to try out the pool. I was waiting on the deck and did a double take when my wife walked out. Janice surprised me by wearing her thong swimsuit. That's usually reserved for our parents only trips. 

"Ummmm babe, you know Frank is home, right?" She just gave me that coy smile. 

"Oh come on, the boys nineteen, he's seen plenty of women in thongs and I'll bet he's seen plenty of sex too." 

I smiled back. "Yes I'm sure he has but none of them were his mother.....I hope." 

Janice gave me a hip bump as she passed. "Ya neva know..." 

I knew, she was teasing. "Really doll, you think you should be wearing that?" 

Janice turned and looked a little peeved. "He's nineteen and this is my house too. Now ease off or I swear I'll take the damn thing off and stand here naked." 

I knew she was not kidding, she has a wide and deep stubborn streak and I was not interested in testing it. However, given the circumstances I was very curious about how our son would react. I have no idea if Frank is still a virgin or just how much he has experienced.

Janice was bending over with her back to the door when our son came out. He had on one of his speedos. He does own board shorts but he is so used to the small ones he seldom uses them. He paused, looked real hard at his mother's hard, round ass flanks and gave a low whistle. 

"Well, Mom, it's about time." 

Janice turned on him. "About time for what young man?" 

"It's about time you got rid of those one piece swimsuits you wear around us. You work hard on keeping your shape and I always wondered why you did it." 

Janice bowed slightly. "What a nice complement! I wore those suits because a mother of young children needs to be a little conservative. But since my kids are grown up I figured it was time. Besides, this is our home and we have a fence but I'm glad to know I haven't shocked you." 

Frank smiled and dropped his towel. "Nah, Mom, you look great. Besides all my friends think you're hot." With that he dove into the pool and reflexively began doing laps. 

Janice watched him smoothly slice through the water. I heard the slider and turned as Sammie came out. My eyes, once again got a shock. My eighteen year old girl had the smallest bikini I had ever seen. It wasn't a wicked weasel, but it wasn't far off. The top covered an area that might be twice the size of her nipples and the triangle at her crotch probably ended about two inches above her, well, sex. As she turned it was obvious she was going to spend all day pulling the back out of her butt, it really had a hard time conforming to her butt. I looked at Janice and got the 'I knew about this' look. I shrugged and dove in.

We swam and chatted for an hour or so and then it was time to fix dinner. I have to confess I enjoyed watching my two ladies exit the pool. Janice made a big show of her exit which was not lost on either of the men. Sammie wasn't so obvious, actually she seemed a little embarrassed by her suit bottom turning into a de-facto thong and tried to correct it in the water. She partially succeeded but there was still a bit of cheek as she climbed out. I noticed that Frank watched every second. Well, she might be his Sister but she is a very good looking girl, I know I watched too.

Dinner was fast. The kids had parties to go to. Janice and I cleaned up and watched a movie over a glass of wine or two. Janice suggested we test drive the hot tub and I willingly agreed. We got ready for the hot tub. That consisted of stripping and grabbing two robes to have nearby, just in case.

Janice rolled away from the wall of our in ground hot tub and on top of me. Her naked body felt great. My wife looked into my eyes as she rubbed her fitness trainer body against mine. My cock began to rise, with her, it doesn't take much. 

"What is it about hot bubbling water that makes me so fucking horny", she whispers.

"Maybe because you had your pussy sitting on one of those jets, baby." I replied 

"mmmmmm yeah, that was it. Oh, I'm gonna be spending some time here." She rubbed her hard body against mine, my cock plowing a furrow up and down her pussy. "Glenn baby, you know I need you to fuck me, right now." I was ready, Hell, with Janice I'm always ready. But looking up through the night air I could see the windows of our house. 

"Ummm doll, the kids have been gone a while, I'm not sure it's a good idea. Why don't we go inside?" 

She pouted. "Oh I guess." I moved to the steps and when my hips were above water Janice grabbed me, spun me and I landed on my ass on the pool deck with my legs still in the bubbling water. Janice shoved me back and swallowed my entire cock with one smooth motion. She slid her lips off my dick briefly. "I changed my mind, I want to get fucked here. They won't be home for a long time."

Now my back was to the house but frankly, I didn't care. Janice loves cock and mine particularly. She is also a bit of an exhibitionist. After artfully serving my cock for a few minutes she lifted herself up and placed her pussy over my face. "The chlorine dried me out baby, make me wet and then I'll ride you." I gladly let her luscious pussy settle on my face as my tongue plunged into her center. She was dry, but not for long. "Oh baby, eat my pussy! Ohhhhhh fuuuuucccckkkk that's good!" She rapidly became very wet and soon my face was drenched in her juices. I alternated between tonguing her slit and nibbling her clit. Janice bucked her pussy into my face. I could feel the concrete rubbing the hair off the back of my head. Then she climbed off me. She grabbed the two robes and threw one on each side of my legs.

"Now, fucko, I'm gonna ride you!" Janice grabbed my cock, gave it a swipe or two up and down her slit, positioned it and drove her hips down. "OHHHHH FUUUUCCCKKKK THAT"S GOOD!" she bellowed. 

Janice really likes to fuck. Well, I do too. I have a style. When she or any other woman rides me I try to figure out when they're ready to cum. I grab their hips and ram myself deep, just as they cum. That and I talk, a lot. "Come on Janice, fuck me baby, ride my cock. You like having my cock up your pussy?" Janice's response was a no-stop moan. We fucked like this for about ten minutes, then I heard her breath change. "You gonna cum all over my cock Janice? You gonna get me all wet? Come on! CUM FOR ME! CUM ALL OVER ME!" She was there. I grabbed her hips and thrust up till my pubic bone rammed into hers. She stopped breathing and my cock was hosed in her cum. 

Janice panted on top of me. "Okay babe, now we can take it inside." As I turned towards the house I thought I saw a light go off in Sammie's room but I wasn't sure. It didn't matter, it was too late anyway. Besides, we're their parents; we're supposed to have sex, right?

Well, if either one of them saw us, nothing was said. A week or so later Frank asked me if he could host a party. He said it will cost us nothing; all his friends would bring the food, drink and ice. One of them was even bringing a tank for the grill. I, of course agreed. What's the point of having all this if you don't use it to entertain, right? Besides, I've seen his friends, none of them are ugly.

I was giving the pool house a quick survey before the party. The long side of the building faces the pool and the two dressing rooms are at one of the short ends. The entrance door is at the other end. As I said the room is furnished with lounges and soft chairs with a non-alcoholic bar. The windows have blinds which are normally closed to keep the sun from fading the fabric. The corner under the rear dressing room is the lowest, with the bottom of the building four feet off the ground. The other end is at ground level. I had thick shrubs planted all around the three sides and there is a two foot space between the shrubs and the building to accommodate growth. I was in that space at the far end when I noticed that a knot had fallen out of the shiplap siding leaving a two inch hole at a little above floor level and almost even with my eyes when I stood outside. I was annoyed; I looked but couldn't find the knot. Now I was going to have to screen that or squirrels would be chewing their way inside. Since it was four thirty and Frank's party was tonight I knew it would have to wait. 

The party had been in full swing for hours. Janice had bailed out to a friend's house, leaving me to chaperone, what a doll, I'll get even. There was a mixed group of over twenty people around the pool. I had been observing from the kitchen window from time to time and making one foray through the crowd, gauging behavior to see if any alcohol or anything else was in evidence. At about eleven I had a thought. I wondered if they had stashed anything behind the pool house. I took the long way around and approached the house from the back. Nobody was there so I moved closer and inside the shrub line. As I neared the missing knot hole I heard sounds inside. Since I had been provided a very convenient viewing port I took a look. Hey, It's my house, my liability, right? Can't have any drunks driving home. Besides maybe one of Frank's hot girl pals would be changing in the room. I looked in and got an education.

The lights were off in the main room. The room had a dull glow from the outside lights filtering through the translucent shades over the windows. The end of the building was the two small rooms. The door to the nearest one was held open with a strap and a temporary door, made of cloth had been placed there. But it had a round hole in it about waist height. My jaw fell. I'd been in plenty of adult book stores, alone and with Janice. I knew a glory hole when I saw one. I guess Frank's crew is a bit more advanced than I thought. As I took all this in I heard the door. I watched an interesting ritual. The young man walked in, wearing his swimsuit. He paused about five feet inside the door. I looked at the cloth and, after a second or two, a finger crooked through the hole. A broad smile crossed the boy's face as he approached, dropping his trunks as he got to the partition. I could clearly see his half hard cock and it gave me a thrill. I experimented when I was in high school and college. I enjoyed it but it was a diversion. Since marrying Janice, she's been everything, with one exception. But I do fantasize. 

The boy stepped up and let his cock slide through the hole. Within seconds he had his head back and was clearly receiving a very good blow job. Of course my cock was rock hard and I had to pull my elastic shorts down to give it a stroke. The boy lasted about five minutes and I heard him gasp quietly. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" With that he jerked his hips forward a little and exhaled deeply. I could see his twitch as his ropes of cum slid into the wet mouth on the other side. He backed away, his dick still hard and now shiny with saliva. He tucked it away and looked at the hole one more time. I saw a red card wave and he left. Some kind of signal.

Then I heard a commotion under the house. I peeked down the hedge and saw a girl slip out from under the dressing room. She giggled as she met another girl and then she left and the second girl disappeared under the pool house. I made my way the long way and then made a casual inspection of the party. There it was. Hanging on the knob of the pool house was a small red tag. As I watched a girl came up and subtly flipped it over to green. It was the girl I saw leaving. Some system. The guys never know who's in the room but she has to approve any guy that comes in. The signs tell when it's open for business. I wanted to see more. 

Back in my spot I didn't have long to wait. I heard the door and got a second surprise. It was Frank. Now I know he has a regular girlfriend, who I know was at the party, so either she didn't know about this, rather unlikely, or approved of it, orrrrr was part of it. Well, that's his problem. I had my shorts down and my cock was hard. So what if it's my kid. He paused, got the signal and moved up close. He struggled with the knot on his shorts and I could see a rather nice bulge behind them. The cloth giggled and Frank smiled. Then the knot surrendered and he dropped his shorts. FUCK, the kids hung better than I am! She, whoever she was, liked it too. The hand reached out and gently took his cock and fed it back through the hole. I was rubbing pre-cum all over my cock as I stroked. Is it perverted to see your son get head? Who cares! Oh she was in no hurry either. I watched as she brought him to the edge three times before she finally let him cum. His voice was raggedy. "Oh shiiiittttt so fuckin goooooddd. Oh fuck I'm gonna cum puleeze let me cum!" She clearly relented and I watched my son's body twitch as his cum bathed the girl's mouth hidden by the cloth. I came at that second too, bathing the ground with my copious spend. Frank nearly collapsed with the release, as did I. He recovered and stood back. His shorts were still down and I got a good look at his shrinking cock. My mind reeled with memories. I decided that I would keep this to myself, for now.

The next Wednesday, I was supposed to play golf with three of my buddies. When we got there, we had a tee time but the course was mobbed. Having no interest in dealing with playing through and waiting we opted for an early lunch.

I got home and noticed an extra car in the circle. I remembered Sammie saying that Chloe and Becky were coming over for the day. It was hot and clear so I knew where they would be. I went inside and found the note from Janice. She was at the club for a set of tennis and lunch. Funny I had missed her but it was a big place. As I changed out of my golf clothes I looked out the back window as I heard the back door. Sammie must have just come in. The other two were standard issue hot eighteen year olds, one a blonde the other a brunette. Becky was a thin thing, only 5'2" or so and she has little A cups and a wasp waist. Chloe had curves. She must be 5'8" or 9" and has a "C" chest and a tight waist that flared out to a nice set of hips, not too wide just big enough to properly fill out the bikini. As I watched the two were talking and alternately looking at the house and the pool house. I saw Becky make a wave at the house and then the two got up and headed for the pool house. My concern was that they might be sneaking drinks. Wrong.

Once again I took a long way around. Being daytime this required me to actually go through the neighbor's yard to be able to approach the pool house from the back. It took five minutes to make sure I wasn't going to be seen. I was getting good at this. I slipped into the gap behind the hedge. The sounds of my steps were swallowed by the mulch. I approached the hole and listened, nothing, then a slight cry or moan? I moved my head close to the hole. During the day if somebody was looking at the hole the people inside would see the sunlight get covered. Nobody inside was looking a hole, well not that hole at any rate.

My eyes bugged out at the fantasy before me. Becky and Chloe were in a tight embrace. Their mouths were pressed hard together. This was not their first time. As they kissed, clearly deeply and with lots of tongue action, their hands roamed over the other's frame. Chloe cupped Becky's hard little ass as she reached up and massaged Chloe's breasts through the thin fabric. Then both their hands disappeared between them and I watched as the rubbed each other's pussy through the thin cloth of their bikini bottoms. 

They broke their embrace, looked at each other, then both looked quickly towards the house and it was on. Chloe put her thumbs in Becky's waistband and kneeled as she stripped the girl's bottom off. No surprise, she was shaved smooth. Becky shed the top as she was being stripped and groaned hard when Chloe buried her face between the girl's thin legs. I thought she was going to fall over. Becky spread herself wide as Chloe tongued her pussy. I was stunned, and fucking hard. Becky had tiny tits but her nipples were long and hard. As she stood, pressing her sex into her friend's face she pinched and pulled them. The sights were great but the sounds......

"Oh Chloe baby, lick my pussy. Ohhhhh fuuuuccckkk that's good. Yeah, OHHHHHH! Clit, my clit. AHHHHHHH right there. FUCK FUCK CUMMING!"

Becky put her hands in the blonde's hair and mashed herself into the girls face as she groaned her orgasm. I was stroking hard but trying to hold off. I was sure this was just the beginning, I wasn't even close. As Chloe sat back, her face shiny with Becky's cum I heard the door. Oh, oh, parties over, Sammie must have gone looking for them. Neither Chloe nor Becky flinched. They looked over as Sammie slid in the door paused and smiled broadly. She was carrying a tray with drinks and a small Vera Bradley tote.

"Chloe, you bitch, you started without me."




The Pool House Ch. 01



Becky smiled. "It was my fault Sam, I couldn't wait." I was stunned. The problem with being a voyeur around your own home is that you might out more than you wanted to knowr not. My daughter was gay? Sammie put the tray on the bar and each of them took a glass, oblivious of the fact that Becky was stark naked. The conversation was edifying, to say the least. Chloe was rubbing Sammie's arm.

"Soooooo your brother had his party. Were you invited?" 

Sammie frowned. "Hell no. I'm still in High School and all is pals are in college. They think I'm still a kid. But I found something." 

Becky perked up. "What? Tell!" 

I watched as Sammie reached up over the door of the dressing room and brought down the rolled cloth. Typical boy, he couldn't be bothered to actually hide the damn thing. Sammie unrolled it on the floor. The girls looked perplexed. 

"Yeah, okay, what the fuck is it?" The naked Becky asked. 

I enjoyed watching her thin frame move around the room. It is amazingly exciting to actually see eighteen year old naked girls. Oh the memories that come back. Sammie let them wonder for a minute and then she went over and opened the dressing room door and hung the panel on the two hooks I hadn't even noticed had been installed. The two girls roared. 

Chloe's eyes were wide. "NO FUCKING SHIT! REALLY?" 

Sammie smiled. 

Becky slid behind the loose cloth. "Oh yeah, there's lots of room back here. So Sammie, did you SEE any of this?" 

Sammie frowned. "No and I haven't said anything to him, yet." 

Chloe was jazzed. "Oh Sam, you GOT to get us to one of these parties!" She giggled as she looked down and Becky was waving her finger through the hole. Chloe giggled. "Gee does it work for girls too?" I watched my daughter as she came up behind Chloe and tugged the knots hold the blonde girls bottom. 

"Hmmmm let's try." Sammie kneeled as she took Chloe's bottoms off. Chloe spread her legs and I watched, captivated as my little girl buried her face in Chloe's, tight ass. 

"OHHHH FUCK Sam, that is nice!" Sammie leaned back, gave her ass a smack and pushed her towards the hole. Chloe walked up to the cloth, arched her back and pressed her sex against the hole. The cloth didn't move so I assumed Becky had her face up against it. Chloe moved her hips up and down. "Oh yeah, Becks, lick it baby! Fuuucckkk that's good!" 

Movement caught my eye and I watched as my eighteen year old daughter exposed herself for me. Well, not for me, but for her friends, I was a very willing bystander. She has a real nice body, she's only 5'6", bigger than Becky but not as curvy as Chloe. A 'B' chest. My peripheral vision watched Chloe press against the fabric as Sammie flipped her top off. I've wondered what her breasts looked like for a long time. They were firm and stood out proudly. She has large areolas with small pert nipples, which were hard as pebbles already. She stood and rubbed her breasts as if to loosen them up from their confinement. Chloe was cumming.

"OHHHH SHIIITTTT! DO IT! OH BECKS, HARDER! RIGHT FUCKING THERE! ARRRRGGGGHHHHH!"

She fell back away from the cloth as Sammie bent over, facing away from me, as she slid the tiny bottom of her bikini off. I got a beautiful view of my daughter's shaved and shiny pussy before Chloe crashed into her. Sammie gave her a fondle and a shove.

"Ahh you slut! HA HA! Let me get naked here!" 

Chloe straightened up. "Sorry baby but Becks was sooo good to my pussy. Hey, are we cool here?" 

Sammie was naked by now and moving to the lounge. "Oh yeah, Dad's golfing and Mom's doing tennis. We're looking at an hour here, minimum." 

Chloe shoved Sammie into the couch as Becky came out from behind the curtain. "What about that hunky brother of yours? Where's he?" 

Sammie laid back and spread her legs. "Oh him, he's off fucking his girlfriend, say no more." 

Chloe had shed her top and was opening the bag. "I'd love to be his girlfriend, I bet he's hung. You ever peek, Sam?" 

My daughter stunned me again. "Oh yeah, every chance I get. Oh and he's peeked at me plenty, I kinda help sometimes, you know, leaving the bathroom door unlatched when I shower. Stuff like that. Don't hate me girls but if he ever made a move.........I would." 

Becky and Chloe both gaped at her. Chloe was getting some bundle of straps out and Becky was getting on the couch. I had cum once already and my cock was making the return trip nicely. 

Chloe hooted. "You fuckin slut! Your brother? Really?" 

Sammie was rubbing her pussy now. "Am I bad girls?" 

Becky was moving to hover over Sammie's face. "Well, Chloe may think I'm fucked up but I don't mind, hell if he's game, why not? I'd fuck him in a second, your old man too." 

With that Sammie reclined on the couch, with on leg off to the side on the floor, giving a luscious display of her pussy as Becky settled her pussy on my daughter's face Sammie moaned,

"Yeah, Becks I would too." 

Becky sighed as she settled in. "Oh fuck that's good. Well, girls, since it's confession time I'll tell ya. I blew my brother. Just once, we were major drunk. Hasn't happened again, I think he's freaked. But more on that later, I need to cum." Chloe had finished adjusting the straps on her toy. She grabbed my daughter's leg and, holding her open, fed the fake dick into her pussy. 

Sammie moaned deeply into Becky's pussy as Chloe began to ram her pussy. I couldn't help it, I came, again. Sammie's hands clenched Becky's tight little behind as she rode my daughter's face. "Ohhh Sammie, you're so fuckin good! Bite it! Bite my clit! OHHHH FUUUCCCKKK CUMMING!" I watched Becky flinch as she orgasmed all over my daughter's face. 

Chloe was fucking her steadily. Sammie groaned as she was rammed. "You like this Sam? You like me FUCKING you!" Chloe crowed. "Do you wish it was Frank fucking you? Your hot brother Frank?" Sammie groaned again. Chloe ramped it up. "How bout your Dad Sammie? You want some Daddy cock in there?" 

My daughter's response blew me away. She pushed Becky off her face. "YES, YES, dammit, I'd fuck him! Oh damn Chloe, harder, damn it! Make me CUM!" 

With that Chloe rammed hard and Sammie convulsed in a paroxysm of lust. I just stared, one eyed through the hole. Becky had climbed off and was sitting on the other end of the couch, panting. Chloe pulled out and collapsed between Sammie's legs. 

Sammie was stroking Chloe's hair as she turned to Becky. ""Beck's you really blew him? That's wild! So, Becks, that brother of yours have a girlfriend?" 

Becky laid her head back. "No, not that I know of, that's why I had my chance. I really enjoyed it and I know he did, he's just freaked it was us. So, Sam, you interested?" 

Sammie made a yummy sound and kissed the back of Chloe's neck. "Well, yeah, I am. He's cute, like you. Then I can fuck two members of your family." 

I backed away from the hole and snuck off. My whole life had just been turned inside out. I really should have known better. I decided to keep this to myself too, for now. Knowledge is power, they say, though power wasn't what I was dealing with. Mys were due for a visit this weekend, it would keep till then.

Jack and Betty live in Florida, south Florida, the northern Keys actually, and to say they have taken on the lifestyle would be understating it. Both are tall and lean, in their early sixties. They live in a rather exclusive and unique community. It's clothing optional. Jack is shaved from head to toe with a tan to match, Betty too. She keeps her silver hair trimmed short and it's a nice offset to her piercing blue eyes. Her breasts have a bit of sag but since they were never too big, it's not a big deal. I know all this because as soon as they know the kids are gone, so are all our clothes. I knew about this long before we were married. Actually, I envy their freedom, well maybe someday. They had just arrived, dropped their bags in the guest room and, knowing Frank and Sammie were gone for the day, they brought robes out and dropped them on top of ours and joined us in the hot tub.

The day was hot and clear. The air around was pungent with the chlorine. The pump whirred in the bushes and the water was warm and frothy. Jack laid his head back against the coping. 

"Glenn, this is real nice. I love the tall fence. It's like nobodies here." 

His hand was in Betty's lap and even with the bubbles I knew he was busy. That was okay, I was gently massaging Janice's cleft too. She kept moving to get the jet right on her clit. We sat there for a few minutes while the ladies moaned softly. Jack looked at me and smiled. I knew the signal. We got up and changed places. The ladies didn't even open their eyes. Yeah, I was introduced to their family love back then too. But that's another story. I loved the feel of Betty's pussy. She hooked one of her legs over mine, opening herself for my big fingers. I was gentle; water is a lousy sex lube. But it was fun to finger another woman in front of Janice, even if it was her Mom. Jack really loved having fingers in his daughter. Janice spread herself wide and hummed as he toyed with her.

After a few minutes of this Betty looked at me with a gleam in her eyes. "We need to take this inside. Do we have time?" 

I looked at Janice and she smiled, and moaned. "Yeah, Mom but it can't be a marathon." 

Jack and I stood to get out and the ladies were still sitting. Both of us were nice and hard and I looked down to see the water dripping off my cock as it was washed by the tops of the waves. I felt the hand and looked down as Betty slid my dick into her mouth. I turned just in time to see Jack's hard cock slide into his daughter's mouth. That sight got me just as hot now as it did the first time I watched. Both ladies had mad oral skills but they were just sampling. After a few good sucks they let us go. We quickly toweled off and headed for the master bedroom. As we went up the stairs I thought I heard something but I ignored it, my eyes were on Betty's ass.

The afternoon sun flooded the room as the ladies yanked the covers off, leaving them in a pile on the floor, flopped on the bed on their backs and spread wide. Betty crooked her finger at me and I was on my knees in no time. Her pussy tasted of chlorine but not for long. A little tongue magic and soon she was running hot and wet. I picked my head up to see Janice thrashing the bed as her father ate her pussy. I moved up till I was over Betty and she smiled. 

"Fill me up Glenn, give your Mom some cock." 

She wrapped her legs around me and took my cock in her hand. I felt the wet depression of the pussy and pushed in. "OHHHHHHHFUUUUCCKKKKK THAT"S NNICE!" She moaned. Betty had done a pretty good job keeping up with her kegals. She wasn't as tight as Janice, but I didn't care. 

"Oh Betty, I LOVE fucking you!" I panted as I slid in and out of her experienced pussy. 

"Do it Glenn, fuck me, fuck me hard and fast!" 

I obliged and began some serious pile driving. The bed was complaining loudly, creaking and hitting the wall. I looked over and Jack had Janice doggie style and was ramming her too. Janice was being nasty. 

"OH FUCK DADDY! Fuck your slut daughter! Give me that Dad cock in my naughty pussy. OH FUCK HARDER!" 

We all loved to talk through fucking. The air in the room got warmer and the strong scent of aroused women filled the air. 

"Fuck me! Fuck the old lady!" Betty cried. 

"Take it Grandma, take your son's COCK!" I yelled back as I rammed deep and hit bottom. 

"UMMMPHHHH OH FUCK, MORE!" she yelled. 

Janice and her father were doing their part too. "Fuck your girl Dad, oh yeah, harder, please!" 

"Take it baby, take all of Dad's cock! Oh fuck I'm gonna cum up my little girls pussy!" 

I glanced as he drove deep and held. I envisioned the cum jetting out of his cock and that set me off. "Oh Betty, here I cum too!" I buried myself in her and just let it go, man it felt good!" We rolled off our women and lay panting on the bed. Janice and Betty looked at each other. 

"You cum yet?" 

Janice giggled, "Nope, you?" 

Betty moved and hovered over her daughter. Both were covered in a light sheen of sweat. They looked amazing. "No I didn't daughter, looks like we're on our own." 

With that she laid her body on top of her daughter's sweaty frame and buried her face in her pussy as Janice took her Mom's moist ass and pressed her face up into her sex. Jack and I watched as the two ladies went to town on each other's slits. He looked at me. 

"Hmmmm I think we need to clean up." 

He leaned over and took my soft cock in his mouth and licked his wife's and my fluids off of it. I leaned over and took his cock and proceeded to do the same. Jack is the only guy I've fooled around with since I married Janice. I got him all clean and he was still soft. I was kinda beat too so we left the two ladies deep into each other, and judging from the sounds, on their third orgasm and went to get a beer. 

Now you see why I wasn't surprised when Sammie expressed an interest in her brother and me. I really think this incest thing has a hereditary component. We've never told them and we've lived a very normal life. I guess 'lived' is going to be the operative word there.

I have no personal experience with incest. This is a fantasy, it's meant to entertain. If you have any experience with consensual incest I'd love to hear your story.

Please vote and please leave comments. ALL comments are welcome.



The Pool House Ch. 02



If you haven’t read the first part of The Pool House already, you’ll definitely want to do so before reading this section.



Yvonne woke blearily at noon the next day.  Jumbled images of the party swam in her head. The way she’d found the swimmer sitting in the pool house so calmly, his legs apart, waiting for her. And other memories – Edward’s worldly smile, the couple fucking on the lawn, Jim’s glistening cock sticking out brazenly as she turned the corner in the hall … 

No. Stop right there. Thinking about Jim had no upside. But the swimmer – she realized that she had no idea what his name was – he was different. He was the perfect lover. Since he never spoke, their tryst would always be their secret. 

Yvonne touched herself again, knowing that doing so would never really satisfy her again.

# # #

Her lunch with Nora forced her to focus, to stop thinking about sex for a little while. She dressed carefully for the occasion and ordered a salad -- something that she could eat without difficulty while talking. Nora made it easy for her by supplying most of the conversation. She talked about her travel plans and a concert she’d just been to and her student days in Paris.

“I picked up a lot of French habits while I was there,” she said, winking.

Yvonne wondered if she was referring to a relaxed attitude towards sex. She was pretty sure that was exactly what Nora meant. And she thought about how much she admired that in Nora, her independent spirit and savoir faire, so different from her parents’ dorkiness. Yvonne wondered how she might cultivate those same sensibilities in herself.

When the conversation found its way to the previous weekend’s party, Yvonne asked as disinterestedly as she could about the lanky, olive-skinned swimmer. Nora smiled, not fooled.

“He’s our yoga instructor,” she explained. “Edward and I used to go to a studio in town, but it was such a hassle coming and going all the time that we decided to convert one of our bedrooms to a yoga room. He comes over a couple of times a week to show us new poses. He’s amazing, really. He started studying in Sri Lanka when he was five.”

“Sri Lanka?”

“Yes. He trained as a monk there.”

“Wow, that’s pretty exotic. So he doesn’t speak any English at all?”

Nora shrugged. “Oh, I think his English is fine. He’s taken a vow of silence.”

Yvonne smiled to herself. But not a vow of chastity, evidently. How about obedience?

“Actually, Edward is the real adept in our house. He’s been doing it for years. I’m still trying for that yoga butt.”

Yvonne recalled Nora’s slim figure from the hot tub. “I think you’ve already got it. I wish I were that toned – the stairmaster hasn’t quite gotten me where I want.”

Nora considered for a moment. “Well, if you’d like, come over to our place at three on Friday. Your friend will be there – he can get you started.”

Yvonne’s eyes glazed for a moment. She pictured the swimmer, his smooth limbs stretched out, his muscles flexing in his legs and back. “That would be great,” she said.

# # #

But first she had to deal with that modeling commitment she’d made so rashly at the party. There was no getting out of it, but she had seriously mixed feelings about going. It excited her and terrified her all at once.

Jake’s house, perched on a hill to the west of town, seemed less like an artist’s studio than the temple of some odd-ball eastern religion. The house itself was normal enough, at least for that tony neighborhood; but every room Jake led her through as they walked down to the studio in the basement was adorned with statues of multi-armed gods and half-burned candles. Several more of the large nudes she’d seen at Nora’s house hung on the walls. She swallowed hard, realizing that she was about to become one of them. She just hoped it wouldn’t be too weird.

Well, there was nothing particularly odd about Jake. He was a bit fussy, but he chatted amiably enough as they headed down narrow stairs hung with beads. He wore an old t-shirt, paint-stained white shorts and flip-flops.

“Can I get you a drink?” he asked.

“Do you have any orange juice?”

He nodded and started back upstairs. “You can change in the bathroom whenever you’re ready. There’s robe on the door. I’m only going to sketch today – maybe block out some of the big areas. So we won’t be that long.”

Yvonne looked around. The “basement” actually had tall windows with a view down the hill. At one end of the big room was an easel set up with a blank canvas. It faced a large backless couch upholstered in red velvet. There were painting supplies scattered around and a table with brushes soaking in greenish liquid. Painting was a messy business, apparently. In one corner was the door to the small bathroom Jake had referred to. So here I am again, Yvonne thought. Taking off my clothes in an unfamiliar room and putting on a robe. But this time she was pretty sure that nothing terribly exciting was going to happen. Jake looked gay to her.

She undressed a bit timidly. Gay or not, it was an odd feeling, being naked in a stranger’s house. She stepped out feeling a small thrill of adventure, not knowing quite what to expect. What she definitely wasn’t expecting was to see Edward coming down the stairs talking comfortably with Jake. He smiled when he saw Yvonne.

“Hello again,” he said, extending his hand.

Yvonne shook it uncertainly, looking over towards Jake for an explanation.

“Edward’s my favorite model,” Jake said. “Always does what he’s told. Sits quietly by the hour.” He pointed at the blank canvas. “I thought I’d make this one a couple. You don’t mind, do you?”

Yvonne opened her mouth then realized that she didn’t know what to say. In a way it was a relief. It felt odd being alone with Jake, even though this was obviously business as usual for him. Having Edward there for support made her feel more comfortable somehow.

“Ah, sure. That’s fine,” she said.

Jake nodded absently, already thinking of other things. “Edward, go change please. I don’t want to lose the light. Yvonne, please sit on the left side of the divan leaning a bit towards the center.”

She sat, legs dangling, feeling awkward. Jake came over and arranged her arms and legs as if he were folding laundry. He draped her long hair so that it fell forward over one shoulder. Part way through the process Edward stepped back into the room wearing a robe that he hadn’t bothered to tie shut. Yvonne’s eyes were drawn to his crotch and its dark hair and thick cock. She quickly looked away.

Jake sat them down so that they were back to back, then eyed them critically. “No. Edward, turn towards her. Put your head on her shoulder as if you were kissing her neck. Put one hand up so that it covers her right breast.”

Edward moved his hand so that it lay lightly on her robe. “There?”

“Yes. Perfect. Okay, kids, robes off then back on the divan.”

Edward stood up and casually removed his robe. Trying for the same nonchalance, Yvonne untied hers and shrugged it off. Edward sat beside her again and they snuggled back into the position Jake wanted. She felt the warm skin of his chest touch her back. She could smell his faint masculine scent over the room’s odor of turpentine and linseed oil. Rough skin nuzzled her neck – his chin, she figured – and she felt a twinge as his lips touched a sensitive spot on her shoulder. That felt nice; so gentle, so intimate. Then his hand came up to cover her breast. He didn’t really touch her, but her nipples responded anyway, hardening almost painfully. He probably couldn’t notice from where he sat, and anyway he’d probably attribute it to the cool air in the studio. Yvonne tried to relax, but she was deeply aware of the attractive naked man right beside her. She was embarrassed but excited at the same time. The pose was like an embrace frozen in time, never quite fulfilling its promise.

Jake sketched diligently with a stick of charcoal. He’d stop, stare at them for a minute, then go back to his canvas. It occurred to Yvonne that this odd stasis would persist for some time, hours, even. No one spoke. Jake had put on some soft jazz and Yvonne just sort of drifted with the music after a while. She let the embalmed scene play out in her mind. Edward would nibble along her neck, then turn her gently around until they were face to face. He would kiss her languorously and lay her on her back …

Edward broke her reverie. “Look, I’m sorry, but my arm is getting tired. I’m going to have to really put it on your chest.”

Yvonne blinked. “Uh, okay. Sure.”

His fingers, oddly warm, cupped her breast. The touch sent sparks flying from her erect nipple, coursing through the rest of her body. He seemed to press against her a little more insistently. She felt his breath on her neck. The pose felt even more as if it was on the edge of something. 

“Yvonne?” Jake asked.

Could she do it with someone like Edward? The thought was delicious and brave and adult, sort of like in foreign movies. It was frustrating that she couldn’t look at him. She wanted to know how his body compared with the swimmer’s.

“Yvonne, are you still with us?”

She looked up, startled.

“Take a break. I’m going upstairs for a bit. Can I bring you guys anything to drink?”

“Oh,” said Yvonne. “No, I’m fine.”

Edward let go of her and stood up, stretching, perfectly comfortable with his nakedness. Now that she could see him better she took the opportunity to study his body. He wasn’t as lean as the swimmer, and less muscular than Jim. But he carried himself so confidently. Nora was the same way. Yvonne wished she could be more like them.

“So you’ve never done this before?” Edward was asking.

Yvonne shook her head.

“You’re very self-possessed,” he said. “Artists like that.”

Yvonne giggled. “I’m just kind of preoccupied right now.”

Edward raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what have you been thinking about?”

He was standing just a few feet from her, his cock at eye level. It was soft, so she couldn’t really compare it with Jim’s or the swimmer’s. But she had the sense that it was quite a bit thicker than either of the others, if a bit shorter. Too bad that it was so limp. Perhaps if she just held it for a minute? 

But Edward had just asked her what she had been thinking about.

“Oh, just personal stuff.”

He stood with a hand on one hip. The afternoon light that Jake liked so much shone through the dark hair on his chest and sparkled on his thick pubic hair. Yvonne’s eyes widened. Was that a little jump in his cock? Edward did seem to be studying her. And, really, it was a little insulting that he could stand there so calmly while she was naked three feet away.

Yvonne decided to stretch a little. She stayed on the couch, but extended her arms above her head, causing her breasts to ride up on her chest. She twisted slowly from side to side. Suddenly, Edward didn’t look quite so casual. His eyes stayed locked on her body. There was a strained look on his face. Then he chuckled quietly.

“Young lady, are you teasing me?”

Her face turned bright red. “No! Well, not really. I didn’t mean … I’m sorry.”

His laughter broke the tension. He took a step towards her and lifted her chin with one hand. “Well, then, do it properly. Lay down on your stomach.”

She looked confused for a moment. Couldn’t Edward take anything seriously? Then she giggled, getting into the spirit of it. She crawled onto the divan, facing towards him.

“Up on your elbows.”

She raised herself up on her arms until her breasts were hanging freely, her puffy nipples just grazing the slipcover. She gave him her best seductive grin.

Edward applauded gravely. “Very sexy. Now roll over.”

She obliged , turning languorously, until she was on her back, her breasts flattening out on her chest. She lifted one knee and tilted her head back, her hair falling across her face.

Now Edward sounded serious for the first time. “You’re really very pretty.”

She rolled over again and sat up, until she was back in her pose at the edge of the divan. “Thank you, Edward. This whole thing … it’s a little uncomfortable for me.”

She was very close to him again, and she saw that her acrobatics had had an effect. His cock was half-erect and visibly lengthening. Yvonne felt a little embarrassed for him, but Edward was as relaxed as ever. 

Yvonne was enjoying herself. “Any other poses you want to see?”

“Why don’t you lie back and spread your legs?”

He said it with a smirk, and she batted playfully at him. The blow was aimed more or less at his crotch, and to her amazement he sort of flipped his cock out of the way to avoid her hand.

“Wow. I didn’t know you could do that.”

“Yes, well, I’m renowned for my skill with my genitalia.”

She giggled and took another swipe at him. This time her hand connected with his cock and ended up holding it lightly. She was so shocked she didn’t know what to do. She stared up at Edward, eyes wide. 

He looked back at her, eyes intense. “Don’t stop there.”

She felt almost hypnotized by his gaze. She couldn’t look away. Slowly, her hand moved along the length of his shaft. He didn’t say anything, but his cock grew in her hand, until she could barely close her fingers around it. Jesus, she thought. Now what?

Edward stroked her cheek then let his hand trace the curve of her neck. His eyes never left hers. His cock was rigid and burning hot, but his hand was cool, meltingly soft against her skin. She closed her eyes. His hand drifted downward in a leisurely arc until it brushed one nipple. He’d touched her there before, as part of their pose, but now it meant something. Electricity surged through her body, drawing her towards him until her face nuzzled against his hip. She could smell his excitement now, overpowering his subtle cologne. His hand held one breast, brushing against her painfully hard nipple. Her breathing grew faster. Where was this going? As she slid her hand along the shaft faster, some sort of thumping intruded on her consciousness. But the cock quivering in her hand demanded all of her attention. The warm surface sort of moved a little over the rigid flesh beneath …

The thumping grew louder. She tried to push it aside, but it kept happening, louder and louder. Footsteps, she finally realized. Coming closer. Jake, walking down the stairs!

Yvonne snapped upright, opened her eyes. Edward moved away from her like a cat. In an eye blink he was leaning on the far end of the couch, looking thoughtful and collected. His cock stood straight up, all its impressive girth in evidence. But his body was turned away from Jake, who busied himself with his canvas. Maybe he didn’t want to give his gay friend any ideas.

“Back to work, kids,” Jake said cheerfully.

# # #

Wednesday evening was date night again for her parents, and Jim was back. He and Kate were sitting in the family room watching a movie. Yvonne wasn’t much interested, but Kate had made popcorn, which Yvonne just couldn’t resist nibbling. She sat in a chair to one side, trying not to watch them cuddle. Yvonne wore a short, loose sun dress. Whenever she crossed her legs Jim looked over to see the dress ride up on her tanned thigh. What a jerk. But Kate was oblivious. She leaned against his shoulder and put her hand in his lap. That did it for Yvonne. Popcorn or no, she was going up to her room.

A little while later the drone of the TV set stopped. She waited quietly until she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The footsteps moved into Kate’s room, and the door closed, muffling their sounds. The hell with it, Yvonne thought. Why do I care anyway? I should just go to bed. She took off her dress and pulled on a skimpy ribbed tank-top that left her midriff bare. She thought about pulling on a pair of shorts, but she didn’t. Wearing the top and her powder blue thong, she left her room and went down the hall to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. She was done, really, ready for bed. But she lingered by the sink, brushing her hair and looking nervously towards the door. She’d left it half open. 

Another minute passed. Then the door pushed inward all the way and Jim walked in.

Like the week before, he was naked – except for a pair of gym socks this time – and his cock stuck straight out, huge and sopping wet. He stopped short when he saw her, unsure, about to apologize.

Yvonne felt as if time was dripping like candle wax. The silence in the bathroom seemed enormous. She turned to face him and leaned back against the sink, her palms resting on the edge. Her nipples hardened, pushed out against her sheer top.

Jim’s face lit up with his stupid, cocky grin. He closed the door behind him and walked up to Yvonne, until he was only inches in front of her. His cock nearly spanned the distance between them. He smelled of sex and perspiration. Yvonne’s eyes turned very large and frightened, but she stayed exactly where she was. Jim leaned forward to kiss her but she turned her head away. That wasn’t what she wanted. It would be … like betraying Kate somehow. 

He was taller than she’d realized, towering a head above her. All she could see was Jim; he filled the whole space between her and everything else. He reached for the bottom of her tank top and pulled it up slowly. The fabric snagged for a moment on her puffy, dome-shaped nipples, then came free, exposing her breasts. Yvonne drew in her breath with a gasp. Jim’s own breathing was ragged. He moved his head down towards her chest and kissed one breast. Yvonne’s legs suddenly felt weak, as if they couldn’t possibly hold her up; she leaned back heavily against the counter.

Jim stuck his tongue out and licked around one aureole, again and again, fascinated with its smoothness. He flicked the nipple lightly with each pass. She felt blood pounding through her body, flushing her chest, throbbing so hard in her pussy that it hurt. Then he sucked her whole breast into his mouth. His tongue kept caressing her nipple while his hands began exploring lower on her body, moving across her hip and around to one smooth buttock. She was so sensitive; every touch, every lick sent sparks flying through her body.

Jim was pressed against her now, his cock resting on her stomach. She could feel his heartbeat through it. The tip leaked fluid that left a sticky spot on her skin. She reached down between them, her body shaking, unable to keep her hand away from his cock. It jerked when her fingers made contact with the shaft. More fluid pulsed from its tip. She wrapped one hand around it, feeling the pliancy, the unnatural warmth. It was still wet with Kate’s juices and wonderfully slippery. She ran her hand along its length and was rewarded by a guttural moan from Jim.

His hands kept moving across her body, tracing the underside of one breast, playing with the waistband of her thong. She rubbed the tip of his cock with her thumb then stroked its full length again.

“Christ,” Jim said, breathing raggedly. “That feels …”

She squeezed hard when her hand reached the crown.

“I think about you when I’m fucking your sister,” he said hoarsely.

Yvonne rolled her eyes. “Shut up, Jim. You’re making it worse.”

She rubbed him faster. Her other hand roamed across his chest, playing with the sparse hairs, scraping his nipples with her long fingernails. Jim was past being able to speak. His movements turned frantic. He stuck his hand underneath her waistband, cupping her mound, working his fingers through the soft pubic hair.

“Yes!” she said urgently, before she could stop herself.

Jim responded eagerly, moving his hand along her outer lips. His touches made liquid sounds as he smeared her moisture around her folds. She could feel her lips puffing up, begging to be stroked, penetrated. And … oh my god, she thought. He’s touching my …

Her clit had hardened, poked out from inside her hood, and Jim’s finger had found it. She rocked forward, driving her hips harder into his hand. Her breasts pressed flat against his chest as Jim circled her clit with one finger. She couldn’t catch her breath. The feeling was too intense; it just had to stop or she’d have to scream. And then it did stop. Jim had taken his hand out of her panties and stepped back. Yvonne groaned with disappointment. He looked at her for a second, nostrils flaring, then he took hold of the sides of her panties and started to pull them down. Yvonne made a small, frightened whimper and grabbed at the waistband, keeping them more or less where they were. 




The Pool House Ch. 02



There's a reason why it's called "chapter 2'. If you want to know what's going on, go read chapter one.




The kids came home within the hour but by then we were all decent, well, dressed, we're never decent. I was out grilling and jack came out with two bourbons. We bullshitted about sports and he admired the new back yard. There was a pause and I wanted to ask his opinion. His eyes got wider and wider as I told him the tale of the party, the canvas door, Frank and then the good one about Sammie, her friends and, more importantly, what she said about Frank and me. After I finished I asked him. 

"Jack, what do you think I should do? You never told me how you started having sex with Janice so I don't know if this is just a daughter fantasy or whether I should try something." 

Jack took a long pull, emptying his glass. I flipped the steak. "Glenn, my story with Janice will take a while to tell, you know it's good but I don't want to be interrupted and I'd rather have all four of us present, and naked, when I tell it, you know?" He winked and nudged me. I smiled, and waited. He continued. "For now, Glenn, don't say or do anything with Sammie, just watch, you clearly enjoy watching, I'd love to see it too. But at the same time, be a bit more physical, hug her, wrestle in the pool, keep it clean, just more contact." I sensed from his advice that I knew how his relationship with his daughter evolved. He smiled. "Looks like your pool house is becoming a little sex club. Have you thought about, um, monitoring it?" I hadn't. He could see that by the look on my face. "Well, think about it and think about the ramifications. You haven't actually told me if you're interested in having sex with Sammie. It's up to you. If you don't want the special family relationship to extend another generation I certainly have no objection. But, if you don't then leave it alone now, don't watch, you may learn more than you want to know. But, if you do, think about monitoring. I'm retired but I still know how it's all done and I'd be glad to help. But only if you plan on including Janice in the decision, right?" 

The next day I was working in the house when I saw the kids head for the pool house. Five minutes later I was listening. 

"What do you mean Sammie? Stop being so weird. What did you see?" 

"Okay Frank, I'll just tell it. I got the ride home from Chloe and I went in the house. Nobody was there, I went to my room and looked out the window. Mom, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa were in the hot tub." 

"Yeah, so what? What's the big secret?" "Frank, they were naked! And it gets better!" 

"What? What were they doing? How long..." 

"Shut up Frank, let me finish, believe me you're gonna like this! I could see that Dad had his hand in Mom's lap and Grandpa had his hand in Grandmas. They were fingering them!" 

I heard Frank laugh. "NO SHIT really? Outrageous! Like, they could see each other?" 

"Hell yes! I couldn't hear them but I'm watching and Dad and Grandpa switch places, and finger the other one!" 

"NO!" 

"Oh yes, dear brother. That went on and then Dad gets up to get out and Grandma takes his cock and slips it in her mouth! I'm telling ya, it wasn't the first time either. No, no, don't say anything, let me finish. Mom blew Grandpa and Grandma blew Dad for a minute or so and then they went up to Mom and Dad's room. Frank, they fucked each other for an hour! I listened at the door. Mom and Grandma were getting it on too! I had no idea!" 

There was a pause. Frank sat in one of the chairs and looked up at his Sister. "Wow Sis, what the fuck! That's some secret! Man, how longs THAT been going on?" "I think a long time brother dear from what I saw and heard. They didn't think anybody was home." Frank looked around quickly. Well, Sis, maybe we should pay more attention. We might get a show." Sammie whispered to Frank as they went out the door, "or be part of it." I don't think he heard her.

It was Wednesday before I could have enough time with Janice to explain the whole thing; we live a pretty busy life. During that time there were no further sexcapades that I knew of. Between their school, homework and us being around I was sure they had no opportunities. It was about eleven at night. The windows were open and a gentle breeze filled the room. The only filtered in from a streetlight. It took a few minutes to tell it all. As my tale unfolded Janice began touching herself. The more I told the busier she got. As I finished she laid back and spread her legs wide. 

"Glenn, I'm soaked, eat me, fuck me, then we'll talk." 

Now Janice is shaved smooth and tastes amazing, plus when she cums it's like a wave and I can't get enough. I was on her in a second, drinking from her sex fountain. 

"Oh Baby I love it when you lick me! YES! YES! Oh fuck, oh fuck, yeah drink it baby!" 

We haven't made any attempt to be quiet since we knew the kids hit puberty. We know they probably hear us, just like one of them might have seen the two of us in the tub. We're all adults and the kids should know how much we love each other. Janice was on her back, lying in an ever expanding wet spot. I had her limber legs over my arms and she was bent back double. Her pussy was drenched but still nice and tight, her eyes glazed with lust. The bed made a steady but quiet thump against the wall. I had been fucking her for about five minutes when she started her shit, quietly at first. 

"You like fucking me Glenn? I'm so fucking horny! I bet you'd like to fuck Sammie's two pals, huh?" That got me pounding harder. "Oh yeah! I can tell. It's okay, imagine I'm Becky, thin, with those cute little titties. 'Oh fuck me Mr. Conner! Fuck my teen pussy!'" The woman knows me so well; she can push my buttons so easily. Janice was just getting started. "What if Chloe is watching you fuck Becky? That hot, curvy little body, naked, and she's sliding that dildo into her pussy. 'Oh yes, Mr. Conner, fuck that little slut! Fuck her, and when you cum I'll come over and fuck her too.'" 

I was loving this and working very hard to keep from cumming, I slowed down, trying to make it last. My wife had other ideas. "Oh Glenn, no fair, no slowing down. Fuck your wife, fuck her hard. Pretend I'm Becky, yeah, that's more like it. Ohhhhh fuuuuccckkkk, yeeeessss!  You're fucking that hot little teen, Chloe is watching, masturbating, and now our daughter walks in." I couldn't help it, I was in the zone, I didn't stop pile driving her for one second, she knew I liked it. "She says, 'what the fuck Daddy? You're fucking my friend......not me!' Sammie strips, right in front of you as you fuck her best friend. She lays on the floor and fingers her pussy. 'Daddy, can I be next? Will you fuck me Daddy'"? That did it. With a roar I rammed deep into Janice's pussy and nearly fainted with the power of my orgasm. She was right there with me and I felt the surge of her juices as they coursed out around my spurting cock.  I collapsed next to the love of my life, panting.

I smiled at her. "That was not fair." 

She giggled. "Well, you told me all about what you saw but I noticed that you didn't tell me how you felt. I guess, now I know." 

I was worried for second, until she continued. "Sammie wants you to have sex with her, I'm okay with that, if it's done right and it's her choice. What do you think?" 

I thought for second. "Well you know I like the idea, but with one condition."  

She leaned over looking straight into my eyes. "And that is?" 

"If you're present the first time it happens." 

Janice got a very wily look on her face. "Do I have to be 'present' present, or can I just be an unknown observer?" 

"Well, If Sammie does indeed want this as more than a fantasy she will have to know it's not a secret from you, so you figure it out. It could just be an adolescent fantasy. I do not want to fuck things up." 

Janice hugged me. "You're a good man. Oh, and after what you've told me I have a revelation too. I was making Frank's bed the other day and his phone was there. Just for laughs I looked at his pictures. Glenn, he took a picture of me through our door. I was naked and bent over. Plus he had taken one of Sammie, naked getting out of the shower. So, I think maybe both our children are interested in the family tradition. So go set up the cameras, I want to see more." We fell asleep.

Jack had given me detailed instructions and a list of products. Within a week I had the pool house covered. All the cameras were run by motion sensors so there would not be vast amounts of dead time on the recordings. Oh yeah, and night vision also, a little green but nice and clear. I had covered the work by telling the kids that the pool house was off limits, squirrel infestation. It was lame but they bought it. At night I heard them moving around and doors opening and closing but a couple of trips 'to the bathroom' kept that at a minimum. While I was at it I also covered our bedroom. I decided not to do the kids rooms, well at least not right now.

It was still plenty hot when I announced the pool house was back in service. No more peeking in my little hole, though it was tempting, video is nice but when I was peeking I could almost smell the lust in the room. But the weekend was coming. It didn't take long. Thursday morning Sammie mentioned that Chloe and Becky were coming over Saturday and Frank asked to have another one of his parties. It can't be this easy. 

After the kids were in bed that night, Janice and I reviewed the recordings from the pool house. There were three. Janice and I were naked on the bed. We started the first one. Frankie and Sammie walked into the building, it was one thirty. Sammie led the way and strode over to the changing rooms. She reached up and took down his cloth door. 

"Okay Frank, now do you believe I know about your little game? Now will you let me go to your party?" 

We watched as Frank shifted his weight back and forth on his feet, clearly uncomfortable. "Sis, if I let you go, you're not going to..." 

Janice and I were a little surprised by her answer. 

"I'm not promising anything, dear brother. Your girlfriend was at the last one, did she...?" 

Frank smiled. "Okay Sis, you win. But I warned you." 

Sammie smiled and unrolled the cloth on the floor. "So how does this work bro?" 

Frankie went to roll it up. "You're my Sister, Sam, you don't need to know." 

Sammie got a smirk on her face. "But your girlfriend knows, right?" She picked it up, opened the door and hung it on the hooks. She lifted the edge and looked behind it, let it drop and stood back. She looked at Frank and smirked again. "Totally anonymous bro, right? You really don't know who's there, right?" 

Frank nodded. "Yeah, it's a rule. The girls all make sure a few of them are missing when we're doing this. Nobodies supposed to know who's back there." 

"Soooo brother dear, it could be your girlfriend, right? Don't lie bro, you like that idea." 

Frank smiled now. "Yeah, we talked about it. It was her idea but I agreed." 

"You're a kinky pair brother. Soooo then, if I'm at the party you might just.." 

Frank cut her off. "Well, Sis, it's up to the girl behind the cloth, she has to signal the guy." 

Sammie smiled again and waved her hand. "So, if you happen to walk in here and these little fingers beckon you, you just whip it out and let it happen?" 

Frank was a little cockier now. "Hey Sis, if you're okay with it, sure, that's what these parties are for."

The two of them left, leaving the cloth up. The recording ended. Janice and I looked at each other and I pushed play on the second one. It was time stamped an hour later. We watched as Sammie came in the room and slipped behind the cloth.  The screen went black. I pushed the third one. Frank came in the door and paused, looking around. We guessed that she had disappeared on him and he was looking for her. He scanned the room and was about to leave when a hand came out of the hole and a single finger beckoned him. Frank just stood there. Just about when the motion sensor would shut the camera off, he moved towards the cloth, slowly. The hand pulled back. Frank moved up to the cloth. He just stood there for a second or two. He was less than a foot away. The hand came back out and massaged the front of his shorts. He didn't move. Then he sort of shrugged and began working his belt. Within seconds his shorts were at his feet. 

Janice gasped at the bulge. "Glenn, he's fucking huge!" 

I laughed. "You're making me feel bad baby." 

She hit me lightly. "Yeah, right." 

Back on the screen, Frank was slowly shoving his briefs down, pulling the front out over his cock. Once his briefs were at his ankles, he shuffled up and the hand guided his cock through the hole. His head went back and he groaned deeply. Cloth or no cloth, he knew he had his dick in his Sister's mouth and he loved it.

Janice was amazed. "She's blowing her brother!" 

I laughed. "Yeah and?" 

"Glenn, it's her brother!" 

I looked at her. "How old were you when you first gave your Dad a blowjob?" 

That shut her up. We watched for about five minutes. Frank moved in and out and groaned. The sheet moved from time to time, probably from Sammie's hands. 

Then Frank spoke. "Oh fuck Sis, I'm getting close! Don't stop!" We saw the sheet move, Sammie was going for it. Thirty seconds later, Frank groaned again. "OHHHHHHFUUUCCKK Here I cum Sis!" He bucked his hips forward and sort of quivered.  After another thirty seconds he moved back and we saw his cock, fading and shining from his Sister's saliva. Janice was fingering herself and I was stroking. I closed the lap top and shoved it over to the other side of the bed. Janice yanked the pillows out from under her head and put them under her ass. I rolled back over on top of her and slammed my dick into her. 

"OOOHHHHH FFFFFUUUCCCCKKKK GLENN! Harder!" 

I was pile driving her, my hips slamming into hers. Now it was my turn. 

"MMMMM MOM! I love feeling your pussy MOM! I'm so glad I can fuck MY MOM!"  

"I hate you." She hissed. "Harder, HARDER!" 

"Harder WHO?" I hissed back. There was a pause. The only sound was the squish and slap of our crazed mating. Then she said it. 

"Daddy! Fuck your little girl Daddy! Fuck me harder!" 

I was so wound up I wasn't going to last anyway. "Here I cum Mom! Oh fuck! Cumming!" I felt the jets splash into Janice. She writhed as she came with me. My cock was bathed in her juices as they poured out of her.

We collapsed into a panting heap on the bed. In a minute or so we were breathing normally. Janice got a look. 

"Oh shit! Do you think they heard that? We were awfully loud." 

I smiled at her. Well, if they did then things are going to move a bit more quickly." 

She thought for a second. "Well, nothing we can do now, right?" 

"Right", I replied as I put the laptop on the floor and turned out the light.

Friday dawned clear and warm. Janice and I had taken the day off. We were both very curious about how our kids would act today. We made sure we were busy all over the house so that any conversation they had would most likely occur in the pool house. Around one or so we noticed them in swimsuits around the pool, and then they were gone. Janice looked out the kitchen window at the pool house as I came up behind her. I reached around and cupped her firm breasts as my breath caressed her ear. 

"Dying to know, aren't you?" 

She pressed her ass into my growing cock.  "Just like you are you perv. Remember, she said she wanted to fuck you." 

I pressed back. "Yeah, but she likes girls too. Just like you." 

I was holding her tightly, nuzzling her neck, my hands moving from her breasts to her crotch.

"If you keep that up you're going to need to fuck me right here." 

My hands moved to the snap on her shorts.

"You better be fast, I don't want to be caught." 

My hand slid into her shorts, under the elastic of her thong and into her soaked slit. 

"Liar." I rasped into her ear. 

She reached and shoved her shorts and thong down her legs. As she moved back to lean on the sink I had my shorts open and my cock out. 

"Damn you! Fuck me! Fill me now! You're right, I don't care!" 

I grabbed her hips and rammed home as she groaned.

"ohhhhh fuuuccckkkk soooo good!"

She felt great, as always. As I felt Janice's pussy clamp my cock we saw nothing from the pool house. I leaned over and whispered in her ear. 

"Think they're fucking baby? Our two beautiful kids, naked and screwing?" 

Janice sighed and pressed back into me. I had more. 

"Maybe Sammie is thinking it's her Dad, filling her teen pussy? Maybe she wants Mom to watch the first time? Or is Frank imagining what his Mom feels like?" 

Her hands went white gripping the sink. She squeezed my cock hard and groaned. "OH FUCK YOU SUCK! OH SHIT!" 

She shook in my arms. The talk and her reaction triggered me. I went deep and held, letting my cum jet out. Janice bent over the sink as she recovered. I looked up to see Sammie peek out the door of the pool house, pull her head back in and then they both came out, looking very guilty, or was it just may imagination. I didn't say anything to Janice. As they came through the slider I was just pulling up my shorts, they may have caught a quick look at my wilted cock. Janice was surprised and her ass was still hanging out as they walked by. They both looked, caught my eye, smiled, and kept going. Janice was not happy. 

"You fuck! You knew they were coming in!" 

I laughed. "Hey doll, we have to lower the fences if we're gonna see what happens. Wanna go look?" 

She quickly pulled up her shorts. "Hell yeah!"

The kids had gone to each of their rooms. We jumped on the bed and fired up the lap top. One recording. Frank came in first with Sammie right behind him. They carefully shut the door and Sammie shifted one set of blinds just enough to see outside. She turned to Frank, laughing. 

"Did you HEAR them last night?" 

He smiled back. "Tough not to. I don't think they were trying to be very quiet." 

Sammie guffawed. "NO SHIT SHERLOCK! Did you hear what Dad was saying?" 

Frank shifted a little. "Yeah, kinda." 

"LIAR!" Sammie laughed. "You heard it, just like I did. So, big brother what do you think? Hmmm If Mom wanted you to fuck her, would you?" 

Frank paused. "I hope you don't think I'm creepy Sis but yeah, Mom's hot. I'd like that, not that it'll ever happen. What about you, huh? You and Dad"? 

Sammie smiled, "Oh yeah, I've thought about it. If I thought he'd go for it, I'd try. So I guess what we did yesterday wasn't so bad eh?" 

He was smiling. "I still can't believe you did that Sis." 

Sammie smiled back letting her hands run down his arms. "Did what Bro? Isn't it supposed to be anonymous?" 

Frank was still smiling, now his hands went to her hips, just at the top of her suit bottom. "Blew me Sis, sucked my dick till I shot in your mouth. That's what, and it was great. I just never thought you'd do something like that." 

Sammie's hands went to his neck. "You don't think I've ever had a dick in my mouth?" 

Frank was playing with the waist band on her suit. "Well I never thought about it. Yeah, you must have, you're very attractive." 

Sammie got closer, their lips were closing. "Attractive, attractive? Or attractive to you? Hmmmm Dear brother, you ever imagine me naked?" 

Their faces were almost touching. Frank rasped, "Yes, Sis, I have, lots. How bout you?" 

She kissed him then, deep and hard, he fell right into it. After a few seconds they broke apart. She whispered, "yes me too, but I've seen you now, at least that hot cock of yours. Maybe it should be your turn?  Ummm you know you kind of owe me." 

She stepped back turned and looked out the window then just stood there. Frank got it. He reached out and took the knot of her top in his hands, he paused, she said nothing, he pulled the knot at her neck, then the other one. Sammie let the top fall away. Frank moved behind her and reached around, cupping her firm young breasts. His Sister sighed deeply. He pinched her nipples. 




The Pool House Ch. 02



"You're not finished yet, brother." We watched as his hands traced her sides and stopped at the knots. Very gently he tugged the string and the knots unraveled. Sammie opened her legs, just a little and the wisp of cloth drifted to the floor. Frank's hands stayed on her hips.

"So Sis, you say I owe you?" She moved out from the window. 

"Yes, you do, and it's payback time." 

Frank smiled. "should I get the cloth?" 

Sammie struck pose. "A little late for that, besides, I like it better this way." 

She had gotten three of the stools out. She arranged them and sat on the middle one. She put each of her legs up on the other two. We could clearly see her shaved pussy, it looked wet. 

"Now bro, I need to be this way. I have to see out the window and you won't see much where you're going." Frank dropped to his knees between hers and moved his mouth till it covered his Sister's pussy. She groaned. "OH FUCK! I've wanted this for so long! Eat me! Lick your little Sister's pussy till I cum on your face!"

Frank was on his knees, his hands wrapped around his Sister's thighs as he did his best to get her to cum. She helped. 

"Oh Frank, harder! Stick your tongue in! OH FUCK that's good! YES YES!' Her hips bucked up into his face. "MY CLIT MY CLIT! SUCK IT! FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK YEEEESSS!" 

We watched this for a few minutes. Frank is very good. We were sure she came at least once. Then his hand moved from her thigh. We watched as is hand moved in between her legs. 

"Oh yes brother, rub it, finger me! Oh so fucking good!" Then her eyes bugged out just as we saw Franks hand move quickly. "OHHHH FUUUCCKKKKK MY ASSS! YES YES, FINGER BOTH! OH FUCK! RAMM IT! SHHHHIIIITTTTT!" 

With that she began quaking. Frank was ramming his hand. Then Sammie sort of collapsed and he gently removed his hand and helped his Sister off the stools to the couch. She was panting and smiling. 

"Was I that good when I sucked your cock bro?" 

He plonked next to her. "Better, Sis." 

She jabbed him. "Liar". 

They sat for a minute or so, then looked out the window. Sammie got dressed again. As they turned to leave she looked at Frank. 

"Guess I owe you, again?" 

Frank caresses his Sister's ass through the thin cloth. 'No Sis, now we owe each other." 

"What about Mom and Dad?" 

Frank was running his finger up and down the crack of his Sister's ass. "Let's see if they do anything first." 

She smiled and the door opened. A few seconds later the camera shut off. 

Janice looked at me. "So, what should we do? We might as well just sit them down and lay it all out." 

I smiled. "What's the fun in that? They think they have big secrets. Frank has no idea his Sister is bi. They both think we don't know they're having sex. They think we don't know they saw us with your parents. This is too rich to just blow up." 

Janice smirked. "Oh you are a wicked, wicked man, but I love it. What are you thinking?" 

We knew that Sammie's buddies were coming over Saturday and Frank was having his party Saturday night. Frank seemed the most reluctant so we figured that in. We knew the outcome; it was just going to be fun making it happen. We made a plan. 

When nobody suspects you and they are driven by sexual desire it's easy to fool them. At breakfast Saturday we mentioned that we were going to the club for a few sets of Tennis but might be back sooner. Frank always goes to Leo's house on Saturday and they usually just hang out. We were 'generous' and gave him money so they could catch a movie. That left Sammie, Becky and Chloe all to themselves in an empty house. It can't be this easy!

Needless to say we didn't go anywhere near the club. We waited for Frank to leave and then we took off, right around the corner. Knowing which way the girls would show from up helped. Looking down the block we saw the car pull in and the two little minx's get out with their bags. It was nine ten. We moved the car up till it was one house away. Our wireless signal just hit us there. We set the camera up on real time and record, and waited. It was nine thirty five when the camera came to life. 

All three girls literally piled through the door into the room. They were giggling madly. They threw down the beach bag. 

Chloe was ecstatic. "You are making this shit up! Do not lie to me Sammie!" 

Our daughter laughed. "Sit down, you two. I'll tell it all. Just be patient." 

Becky dropped on the couch. All three girls had thong suits on today. They must have had another to put on if we came back because we had never seen these. 

"Sammie, you can't just like say, oh I had sex with my brother and my whole family is fucking, and not get us going. Spill it girl and do not leave anything out!"

Chloe stood and casually undid her top. Her firm young breasts hardly moved. Bending over right in front of Becky she slid her thong down, casually tossed both parts to the side, rubbed her breasts, ran her hand between her legs then dropped on the couch next to Becky. She smiled. "Hey girls, we know where this is going to end up so I figured why wait?" 

Sammie and Becky looked at each other, shrugged and Becky got up and stripped while Sammie did the same. 

Janice was stunned. "Holy shit, Glenn, just like that?" 

"Yeah" I replied. "I don't know how long they have been playing but its real casual."

Janice opened her shorts and slid her hand down. "Might as well start getting warmed up."

We watched as Sammie told the whole thing, seeing us with Jack and Betty, hearing us in our room, telling Frank, asking about the sheet, sucking his dick and finally, telling Frank and having him go down on her. It took a while and the other girls sat and listened, well mostly. By the end of the story All three had slid forward on the couch and spread their legs. Chloe had her hand between Sammie's legs and Sammie was fingering Becky. I could almost smell the girl sex in the room. 

Janice got her hand out of her pussy and quietly opened the door. "Text me when it's time." 

I watched her tight ass walk up the street and carefully open the door. The plan was, she would either wear her thong suit or nothing then walk in and "catch them" in the act. I was out of this adventure. All I go to do was watch and rub my cock. I was on the street in front of my house so I couldn't even get my cock out. Sigh.

I watched as Chloe got up and Becky climbed on top of Sammie. It was luscious to watch these two limber nymphs make out. I could hear the kissing. Becky's leg moved between Sammie's and Sammie did the same. Becky moaned as Sammie pressed her thigh into her friend's pussy and Sammie was moaning into Becky's mouth. Chloe was rubbing and touching both of them but soon went to the bag. I knew what that meant. As my daughter and her slim friend made love, Chloe was finishing the adjustments on the strap on cock. It did look a little silly, this eighteen year old girl with a big pink dick but she knew how to use it.  "Who's first?" she smiled. 

Becky rolled off Sammie, who looked like she had just had an orgasm, and grinned. "MMMM can I get fucked first? I promise I won't be long. After all I just gave Sammie a nice gazy." 

Sammie leaned back against one end of the couch. Becky got on her knees and laid her head between Sammie's legs. 

Chloe moved behind Becky. "You really think you're gonna be able to eat Sammie when I start really fucking you?" 

Becky gave a long lick up my daughter's pussy and smiled. "I'm sure going to try." Sammie's eyes closed head her head went back as Becky's mouth made full contact with her sex. I envied Janice, she was about to see this show and smell it. I sent her the message. Sammie had her hands on Becky's head and still had her eyes closed.

I watched as the door to the pool house opened very slowly and Janice, in a robe, slid in. The girls weren't being quiet. "OH FUCK BECKS! LICK ME OHHHHHHHHH" 

Chloe was plowing poor Becky. "You like this slut? You like my big fake dick FUCKING you?" 

Becky couldn't say much that wasn't muffled by my daughter's pussy. I listened to the rhythmic slap of Chloe's hips into the tiny ass of Becky. Janice moved slowly and settled in one of the arm chairs, about three feet behind Chloe. Her back was to the camera but I watched as she opened the robe and began to rub her pussy. She had a thong swimsuit in her hand and dropped it on the floor, probably to make them believe she was actually wearing it when she came in. Her other hand began to cup her breast and pinch the nipple. I smiled broadly, oh, this was going to be good.

Sammie was first. She pressed Becky's head down into her shaved slit and groaned.  "YES YES OHFUCK CUMMING!" Her hips bucked up into the skinny girls face twice and then Sammie fell back, and opened her eyes. She looked, blinked, looked again. "OH FUCKING SHIT! Get up girls,GET THE FUCK UP!" 

Becky yanked her head up and Chloe pulled the dick out of her. They looked at Sammie's shocked face and she just nodded towards Janice in the chair. It was like a fucking movie! Both girls turned their heads and their eyes went wide. Three, very naked, young girls looked at my wife, their mouths hanging open. I saw Janice's hand still moving. She had one leg up on the arm of the chair. I'm sure her pussy was wide open. She smiled at the lesbian trio.

"Hi girls, I got back early and was going to take a swim when I heard, hmmm what was it? Oh yes, I heard my daughter yell "Oh fuck cumming." Well, I slid in here and well, here I am." 

Silence, all I could hear was Janice's finger as she played with her soaked slit. The girls looked at each other. The shock was wearing off and now they were wondering what was next. They knew they couldn't explain this away. They both looked at Sammie. After all, it was her house they were fucking in. She looked at her mother. 

"Are you mad, Mom?"  Well, that was a good place to start. Chloe was still a little dumbstruck but the randy one, Becky had the beginnings of a smile. 

"Well, young lady, do I look mad?" 

Sammie finally took in what was in front of her. I don't think she's seen her mother so naked and open ever and of course, she's never seen her mother masturbating. She sort of stared. 

"Mom, you're naked." 

Now Becky had found her voice. "Yeah Sammie and she' rubbing her pussy. Nice Mrs. Conner." Chloe and Sammie gaped at Becky. "Hey girls, look. I mean she's rubbing one out, right in front of us." Janice took her hand away from her pussy and brought her leg down.

Sammie's mouth was open. "Mom, ummm well, we uhhh , well we had this sleepover once and ummm uhhh we started kinda playing and ummmm uhhh well you know it got well, like more....." 

"I see, young lady and that developed into getting your pussy eaten while your friend gets rammed with a strap on, right?" 

All three girls were red from head to toe and Chloe looked absurd with a big dick between her legs. 

Becky to the rescue. "Ummm well Mrs. Conner, that's about it. We're not lezzies, we just enjoy having sex together. We're eighteen and we thought we were being careful and ummmmmm it sure looks like you aren't too upset. At least I hope so." 

Sammie looked at Janice. "Mom, I'm sorry we weren't more careful. We really didn't want anybody to know about this. I'm sorry Mom. Umm You're not going to tell....." 

Janice held up her hand. "SHHHHH, no, I'm not going to tell anybody ladies. However, I did enjoy watching." 

Chloe found her voice. "ummm Mrs. C have you ever ummm you know?" 

Janice smiled "You know-what, Chloe?" She took a deep breath, which made the strap on wiggle, and looked right at her. 

"Mrs. C have you ever had sex with another woman?" 

Janice looped her leg up again. "Yes, girls, I have. Recently too." 

I saw Sammie's face, clearly Janice had looked right at her and Sammie figured out that Janice knew that her daughter knew about Betty.

"Well, girls, I kind of interrupted your fun. I wouldn't mind if you went back to it." 

Sammie looked shocked. "Moooom......you're going to stay?" 

The other girls were on the fence but Sammie was a little off.  "Sammie dear, I understand. I'll leave you all to your play and I promise I won't peek in, though I will have to uhhh fend for myself." She got up and walked out the door.

Sammie got up and began looking for her swim suit. 

"What are you doing?" Becky asked as she idly played with Chloe's nipple. 

"Well, duh, I've kinda lost the mood. My MOTHER walked in on me getting my pussy eaten by another girl." 

Chloe reached down and picked up Sammie's thong bottom so she couldn't put it back on. "Yeah Sam and she was totally cool with it, if you noticed. In fact she wanted to watch and I bet she wanted to do a lot more." 

Sammie just stood there, naked. "Chloe, she's my mother! Are you saying you want to have sex with my mother?" 

Becky got up and went to Sammie and gave her a hug. "Yes, Sam we are. And I'm pretty sure she'd like to have sex with her daughter too." 

"But girls, she's my Mom." 

Becky sat on Chloe's lap and Chloe's hand began to toy between her legs. 

"Sam, what did you see last night, remember?" 

Sammie sort of faded into the chair. "Oh shit, yeah, wow. Girls, what do I do?" 

Becky got up and turned to face Chloe, seated on the couch. "I think you need to have a talk with your Mom. Me, I'm fucking horny thinking about all this and I'm gonna sit on Chloe's big cock and get a good fucking." Sammie walked out of the pool house, still naked. Glad I put up that big fence. 

Becky was riding Chloe. Her hands were on the bigger girls shoulders and Chloe had Becky's tight little ass in her hands. "Oh Clo, I love this! Man this feels good. Can you feel the stuff coming out of me?" 

Chloe moved her hands. "Oh yeah! You're soaked! Come on ride me, I want you to cum so I can have a turn." 

Becky started really riding the plastic cock. Her hips rolled back and forth and she alternated by plunging up and down. I watched, rubbing the bulge in my shorts. Then it occurred to me. Janice had probably gone to our bedroom. I switched cameras.

I married a genius. The bed is open, the covers off to one side. My wife is just sitting on the bed, her robe loosely tied, waiting. She knows her daughter is going to come up. The door opens and our naked daughter comes in and pauses. "Umm darling, you forgot something." 

Sammie looks at herself. "Yeah, I was a bit freaked, I guess I forgot." 

Janice's voice was soothing, total Mom. "Would you like me to take off my robe? So you feel more comfortable?" 

Sammie just climbed up on the bed. "No, that's okay Mom. I'm a little confused so you having the robe on will help." Sammie looked so fresh, so soft, so tasty. 

"So Sammie dear, what can I do for you?" 

Sammie took a breath. "Well, first I guess, how did you know? I don't think you just happened by." 

Janice smiled. "Next question dear." 

Sammie's mouth dropped. "MOM! I need to know! I mean, who knows?" Then there was a pause. Sammie's face lit up. "Did Frank...?" 

Janice held up her hand. "I told you, nobody knows and I will eventually tell you how I found out. Your secret is safe, that's all you need to know. But I think you have been peeking too." 

Sammie squirmed. "ummm yeah, I kinda got home early that night and saw you, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa in the hot tub." 

Janice just looked at her. "And?"  "And when you went to your room I listened at the door." 

Janice took her hand. "Thank you for your honesty dear. Now, I need to know how you feel about this. Just like you had your secret, Dad and the rest of us had ours. Now you know but I need to know how you feel about this." 

I laughed lightly as I noticed that Janice left out the part about Sammie and her brother exchanging oral sex. 

Sammie thought for a second. "Can I be honest Mom?" 

Janice laughed. "Let's see, I watched you have lesbian sex with your friends, you watched me masturbate, you watched me have sex with my father, and my mother, yeah you can be honest dear."

Sammie smiled. "At first I was shocked, blown away, I mean I thought we were just an average a family and then bang." She giggled. "Ooops wrong word." 

Janice smiled. "I don't think so, continue." 

"Well, I saw you in the tub and all the touching, then Grandma ummmm." 

"Blew Daddy dear, sucked his cock, no point in being delicate anymore, I know you know the words." 

Sammie squirmed. "Yeah well you were sucking Grandpa and Grandma was sucking Dad. I mean I've seen porn but this was, outrageous. But Then I noticed I was getting excited. I was confused but when you all went up to your room I went right out and listened till you were done. I snuck back to my room. Mom, I masturbated thinking about it. Is that bad?" 

Janice held her hand. "Well we weren't planning on telling about this anytime soon but what's done is done. You're an adult. You know we enjoy family love. If you want to be a part let me know. For now it's our secret. Oh and if you and the girls want to play, just ask me, I'll help set it up." 

Sammie seemed relieved. "Thanks Mom. We'll let you know." She paused. "Umm Mom, Becks and Chloe kinda mentioned they might want you to....." 

Janice smiled. "Lick their cute little teen cunts? Fuck them with their big dick? I was ready to join in but you said no." 

Sammie was smiling at Janice's slutty description. "Yeah that's what they want. Me? I'm not sure yet I want to be doing it with my Mom in front of my friends." 

Janice held her hand. "Sammie, it's up to you. If you want to experiment with me, just ask; our secret too. It's okay if you don't and I won't go sexing with your hot little friends unless I get your permission, okay?" 

Sammie looked relieved. "Definitely Mom, thanks a ton." 

Janice lay back and put her hands on the belt of her robe. "Now dear, Mom has to masturbate. Watching my daughter and her friends has me very wet. You can stay and watch, leave, do yourself, do me, I don't care but I need to rub one out."

Janice threw the robe off, spread her legs, cocked her legs up and began to massage her pussy. I could hear her wetness. Sammie just sat there. I clicked the other camera and now Chloe was getting royally screwed by skinny Becky. I wondered if I might ever get a taste of that. Back to my girls. 

I watched as Janice gently massaged her slit. The moisture glistened and I could see a trail of milky whiteness running down her ass and making a dark circle on the sheet. Sammie's eyes were glued to her mother's smooth wet slit. I watched as Sammie shifted a little, opening her legs. I found it very interesting that Sammie made no move to leave. Janice was taking her time. I could tell she was enjoying being watched. She reclined on the pillow pile and made slow figure eights with her hard clit. 

"Oh Sammie, this feels so good! You girls got me awfully excited. Mmmmmmmm." 

Sammie shifted again and I saw her hand moving, towards her center, then stopping. Janice had her other hand pinching one of her nipples. It was so much fun watching her mess with our daughter. 

"Oh baby, I sat there and watched Becky sit on your face. You looked so good licking her, oh and the sound, the wet sound of your mouth satisfying your friend.  Arrrgghhhhhh!" 

Now she had two fingers inside her, the milky wave covering her hand. Sammie's fingers were now rubbing her pussy. Her eyes got that faraway look. 

"Oh and Sammie, the way Chloe looked, so hot baby! She was sweating while she fucked you. OHHHHHHH SHHHHIIITTTTT! Janice rubbed faster. "Oh baby, I'm so close!" 

Sammie had given up and pretense. She had one hand rubbing her clit and the other two fingers deep in her slit. She looked close too. Suddenly Janice arched up. 

"FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKK YYYYEEESSSSS!" My wife orgasmed in fine style, back arched, her pussy shoved up and practically in her daughter's face. It was all too much for Sammie, she just lay back and groaned as she came just after her mother. 




The Pool House Ch. 02



They both lay panting. I watched as Sammie slowly got up to leave. Janice said nothing. As Sammie got to the door Janice quietly said. 

"Thank you baby. Anytime you want, just tell me." Nice, she just let her be her. 

By the time Sammie went back to collect her suit the other two were dressed again and just cuddling. Frank came home soon after that and Chloe and Becky stayed for dinner, which involved a great deal of knowing looks and giggles between all the women and confused looks (mine, of course a total put-on) between us two men. Frank was excited over his party, we sure knew why, so he bolted after dinner to prepare. The two girls went home after unsuccessfully begging Frank for an invite. Sammie just smiled and said well, she couldn't go either, the little liar. Janice and I had a plan. By tomorrow we would have this family operating on a whole different level.

Franks Party was in full swing. Janice and I were taking turns watching the pool house. We weren't sure when the fun would begin. We hadn't told Sammie anything, it would be an interesting night for her too, a night of choices. At eleven Janice texted me that the colored tags had come out. I began wondering the edges of the party watching for Frank. Janice was behind the pool house, watching the trap door, ready to make her move. A few boys went in. Janice watched which girls were slipping in. I saw Frank heading for the door and slipped over and flipped the tag. I watched as he stopped and then moved on. After a few minutes he was coming back. I sent my text and flipped the tag. He came out a few minutes later, looking very confused.  I smiled. Hopefully I'd get my turn in the pool house soon. 

Sometime later, I looked at the text I just got from Janice watching the trap door, it was time. I went over to the door. A guy was right there, until he saw me coming with the serious Dad face. He shrank away. I flipped the tag and slid in the door. I stood there and waited. It seemed to be a long time. Then the hand slowly waved me over. I wish I had lasted longer, but hopefully I'd get another chance. 



I have no experience with incest. This is a fantasy. If you have experience with consensual incest, please write me and tell me your story.

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The Pool House Ch. 02



They stared at one another, taking deep breaths, sweat dripping down their chests. Then Jim took her shoulders in his hands and lifted her roughly onto the counter. He put his hands on her thighs, pushed them apart and stepped between them. He put his mouth against hers. His lips felt as liquid as her pussy. She tried to turn away again, but she couldn’t quite do it. His tongue probed, moved between her lips. His arms went around her shoulders, pulling her closer. And his cock made contact with the front of her panties. The fabric was wet, slippery, almost transparent. His cock head stretched the thin cloth and outlined the twin ridges of her pussy lips and the dark slit between.

He pushed forward with his hips. The cloth pulled taut and his cock head moved a little way inside her. Yvonne gasped. She wriggled against him, frustrated, wanting more of his cock. Jim thrust harder, straining the fabric, threatening to tear it open. The tip was inside now, half an inch deep; but that was as far as it would go.

Yvonne moaned, pulling her lips away from his. “I want …”

But she didn’t know how to finish the request. All her nerves seemed to be firing at once. Everything she felt, everything she saw, everything that mattered, was centered in that small damp space between her legs.

Jim stepped back again. That infuriating smirk was on his face again. “I know what you want,” he said.

He reached down and took the drenched strip of fabric that covered her pussy and pulled it to one side. Her pubic hair sparkled with moisture above completely exposed pussy lips. Had she really thought that keeping her panties on would protect her? If so, she’d been desperately mistaken.

Jim ran his hands along her body, stroking her breasts, dipping a finger into her sweat-filled belly button. One hand moved behind her to steady her butt. The other hand positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He pushed it forward until the head separated the folds slightly. Her eyes squeezed shut. She grabbed Jim’s shoulders and dug her fingernails into his flesh. A guttural scream started in her throat. Jim was saying something, but she couldn’t make sense of it.

“Oh, baby, that’s it. You’re so tight. Just relax. Let me …”

He was so big! How could he go any deeper? He couldn’t. He needed to stop …

Then there was another voice that didn’t belong.

“Jim, aren’t you out of the shower yet? Jim? Jim!”

Yvonne’s eyes snapped open. Kate stood in the doorway, naked and rigid with fury. “Jim, you asshole! Yvonne, get the fuck out of here!”

Jim let go of her and turned around. The smirk vanished from his face. Yvonne recovered her composure long enough to pull her top back over her breasts. She jumped down off the counter and ran past both of them into her room. All she could think about was curling into a little ball on her bed and turning up the stereo so loud that it drove every thought straight out of her head. What the hell had she been doing? She’d almost lost her virginity to the dimwit who’d just been screwing her sister. She was as big a moron as he was. How would she ever be able to look Kate in the eye again?

Yvonne pulled the covers over her head, trying to block out everything. None of it helped. She could still feel the exquisite pressure of Jim’s cock pushing at her pussy lips, stretching them, driving irresistibly apart.

To be concluded in part 3.



The Pool House Ch. 03



If you haven’t already read the first two parts of The Pool House, now would be a good time to do so.

Edward answered the door in white shorts and a loose cotton shirt.

“Oh, hello, Yvonne. Nora told me that you’d be joining us this afternoon. Come on upstairs. We’re just about to get started.”

She followed Edward down a hallway and through a door into a sort of locker room with a big shower area, some baskets, a mirror, and a counter piled with towels. Edward pointed to a door at the other end of the room.

“They’re through there, in the yoga room. Go ahead in when you’re ready. I’ll join you in a minute.”

He left her inside and closed the door. Yvonne had brought a gym bag with some loose clothing and a towel. She changed quickly and opened the door to the yoga room. A blast of warm air hit her, as if she were walking into a sauna. Nora and the swimmer were stretched out in formal-looking poses on a canvas mat that covered the entire floor of the den-sized room. Both were naked.

Yvonne made a startled sound and stepped back. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to … interrupt.”

Nora broke her trance with an effort and smiled. “Oh, no, it’s fine. We were just warming up.”

Yvonne felt completely at sea. “Is there something wrong with the heat in here?”

Nora laughed. “No, we practice bikram yoga here – at least as far as the temperature goes. We don’t really follow the standard sequence of poses. The room needs to be kept around one hundred degrees. It helps keep your muscles loose. I think it’s more comfortable naked, but you’re welcome to do it however you like.”

Her head was still buzzing. “Okay, sure. I guess that makes sense. I’ll be back in a second.”

Yvonne stepped back into the shower room. Didn’t these people ever wear clothes? Well, she was almost used to it by now, and she’d be awfully uncomfortable in there in her sweats. She stripped and put everything back into her bag. Then she nodded at the frightened-looking girl she saw in the mirror and walked back through the door.

The swimmer unfolded himself from a full-lotus position with a sort of tropical languidness that seemed perfectly in tune with the room’s steamy climate. She found it mesmerizing. He stood beside her and settled into a simple pose, his head back and his arms forming a circle in front of him. Yvonne tried to duplicate it, certain that she was doing something wrong. He touched he back and guided it into the proper curve. He bent her knees slightly until her whole body felt balanced somehow. She held the pose until her muscles began to object.

Nora noticed her shaking. “Try this one,” she said. She flopped over onto her stomach then lifted the front of her body upward, resting on her forearms. “It’s the first one I learned. It’s called the cobra.”

It didn’t look much like a cobra, but it showed off Nora’s long legs and tight butt beautifully. Her skin was so creamy and smooth. Yvonne was impressed that the swimmer was able to keep his cool.

The door to the shower room opened, and Edward walked in, somehow managing to look stylish even when he wasn’t wearing anything. He began stretching, putting his palms flat against the wall and sticking his butt out. He grabbed one ankle and pulled it up behind him. His muscles tensed and relaxed as he moved smoothly between stretches. She could believe Nora now about Edward being adept. Maybe there was something to this yoga thing. It was certainly sexy to watch when it was done well.

Edward kneeled, then reached back to grab his ankles. His hips arched forward, sort of putting his cock on display. He had it on the swimmer – and maybe Jim too – for thickness, if not length. His body was a lot hairier, too. She wasn’t sure which she preferred, the swimmer’s smoothness or Edward’s pelt. It was fun to think about, though. She smiled to herself. However innocent this scene was, four naked men and women made for some interesting possibilities. And who would know?

Edward straightened up. Evidently they were about to begin. Taking the cue, the swimmer moved into a cross-legged meditation pose, back straight, forearms resting on his thighs. The subdued lighting shimmered on his dark skin and highlighted his cheek bones. He looked like calm god. Yvonne tried to copy his position. It hurt. She stretched a bit more and sort of got it.

“Good,” said Edward. “Very good, actually. Most people don’t get the back posture right away.”

Actually, she had been trying to stick her breasts out a little further, hoping the swimmer would notice. But he was in another world. Edward was paying attention, though. He sat down beside her and demonstrated exhalation breathing. Yvonne tried to copy him with limited success. With attractive naked men on either side of her, breath control was a bit of a challenge.

Edward made a liquid transition to a tangled-looking pose that balanced on one leg – showing off a little, Yvonne decided. She tried to imitate him and ended up sprawled on the mat, laughing. She gathered herself up quickly when she realized that her legs were wide open and her pussy was completely exposed. No one seemed to have noticed. She tried again and got pretty close. Yvonne grinned. This was actually pretty cool. Kind of like an adult version of Twister. She asked Edward if there were any poses that involved two people.

He nodded gravely. “That would be called the Kama Sutra. Perhaps you’d like me to demonstrate?”

Yvonne put her hand to her mouth, her face turning bright red. Edward and Nora laughed gaily. “I’ll stick with yoga, thanks,” she said when she’d regained her composure.

The swimmer ignored them. He moved into a standing stretch. For all his stillness, the heat was getting to him. Sweat ran down between his shoulder blades and his skin shone.

Done with stretching, Nora moved into a pose with one leg thrust forward, her thigh parallel to the ground and her other leg stretched out behind her. Nora’s back was arched, which presented her breasts to excellent advantage. That must do a number on the glutes, Yvonne thought. And it seemed to interest the swimmer. He looked her up and down, his gaze lingering on her tits for a second or two. Well, perhaps his interest was strictly professional. But Yvonne still felt a bit miffed.

“I’m going to try that one,” she said, and struggled into an approximation of Nora’s position.

The swimmer stood up and walked over. He put one hand under her front thigh and shifted her forward slightly. His other hand cupped one buttock and tilted it forward. He ran his hand along her back, adjusting the curve. He raised her arms, putting her in a variation of Nora’s pose, and then ran both his hands along the sides of her torso. Did he really need to do that?, Yvonne wondered. But the memory of his touch lingered, making her pussy tingle. Then he was gone, doing something complicated with Nora, his expression never changing. 

Time passed. The swimmer’s silence fell over all of them. There was only sound of breathing and the drip of sweat.

Nora was now in a sort of split, her legs spread wide. Her pussy was completely open. Yvonne couldn’t help herself: She had to stare. Bare of pubic hair, the soft inner lips glowed and the pink hood that hid her clit beckoned above her dark opening. Jesus, Yvonne thought, I’d better not try that one. She stood up, wobbling slightly, her muscles remarkably tired.

“I think that’s enough for me. I’ll just watch for a while.”

Edward nodded. His palms were pressed together. It had the effect of bunching his back muscles. He let out a deep breath. 

“Right, I’m with Yvonne. That’s enough for one day.”

He stood up and stretched, smiled at Nora, then lifted her to her feet. She stretched as well, lifting her arms above her head, pulling her breasts taut. Yvonne watched carefully as Nora lowered her arms. No sag. Another point for yoga? Yvonne felt a small twinge of envy, admiring Nora’s litheness. 

Finally, the swimmer stood up, and Yvonne followed three very tight butts as they filed into the shower room. The recessed area in the room had four shower heads arranged in a square. It was certainly a lot larger than the shower stalls in her house, but it was still fairly intimate for four people. Yvonne held back for a moment, just a bit uncomfortable with the lack of personal space.

Nora, as usual, wasn’t shy. She turned on one of the spigots and stood under it with her head tilted back, letting the water run through her hair and down in streams over her body. 

That looks nice, Yvonne thought. And I really do need a shower. And, what the hell, I’ve been naked with these people all week. She stepped down beneath the vacant spigot and focused on getting the water the right temperature. To her right, Nora handed Edward a scratchy-looking sponge and stood near him with her back turned, expectantly. Edward began rubbing the sponge up and down her back. Nora closed her eyes and purred. A moment later the swimmer was at Yvonne’s side, holding another sponge and looking questioningly at her. Yvonne smiled and nodded. Why not?

The swimmer began to stroke her back, just as Edward was doing to Nora. The coarseness of the sponge’s texture made her nerve endings tingle. She looked over and noticed that Edward had dropped his sponge and stood with his chest against Nora’s back, kissing the side of her neck. Yvonne looked away quickly when Edward’s hands started roaming over Nora’s body. The swimmer still had his sponge, but it had moved lower, circling against the small of her back. Yvonne sighed, the stimulation almost more than she could stand. She suddenly needed him to touch her like Edward was touching Nora. She snuck another look at them. Edward was rubbing soapy fingers over Nora’s nipples and his hips were jammed against her ass. The swimmer glanced over to check on them as well, but his intentions were less voyeuristic; he was simply confirming that his actions were unobserved. He moved closer. His cock, so serene and uninvolved earlier, made contact with one buttock. It wasn’t uninvolved now. Yvonne froze. The sponge kept up its circling, now along the sides of her hips. His cock slid across the soapy expanse of her butt and came to rest in the space between her cheeks. He moved a little further forward, until his chest was against her back and his cock nestled at the entrance to her pussy.

Not here, she thought desperately. Edward and Nora -- they’re right next to us! She looked over at them again. The rising steam of the shower almost obscured their lower bodies, but she could see that they were facing each other now, lost in a passionate kiss. Well, maybe for a minute, since they’re distracted …

The swimmer reached around and pushed the tip of his cock between her inner lips. It was right there, right where Jim’s had been a few nights earlier. She leaned over a little to give him a better angle. The sponge was gone now; he held her hips in his hands and pulled them gently toward him. The tip of his cock pushed her lips apart, burrowing in deeper. The walls of her pussy moved reluctantly apart, and something inside her stretched, pulled taut. It hurt! She let out a little cry and twisted away from him reflexively.

She was breathing hard and her body was shaking. Edward and Nora were disengaging themselves from each other as well. Had they heard her? Had they noticed anything? Apparently not. They were still looking at each other, smiling. Nora turned off her shower and Edward did the same. Yvonne turned around to see the swimmer with his enigmatic smile, radiating calm despite his still very evident excitement. He bowed to her, his palms pressed together, and left the shower area.

Edward and Nora picked up towels and began to dry off. They spoke quietly to each other. Yvonne lingered for a moment, trying to reassemble her thoughts. She was completely out of control. It was if that night in the pool house had changed her somehow, started her down a path. And once she’d taken that first step she couldn’t ever go back to where she’d been. But it had to stop now. She gritted her teeth and forced her thoughts away from her aching pussy. She turned her faucet off and picked up a towel, looked around. The swimmer was gone.

She was about to put her clothes back on when she head Nora’s voice, sounding casual and chatty.

“What did you think of the workout?”

Nora was wearing a bathrobe and had started up a hairdryer. Yvonne had to step closer to talk to her. She took a moment to wrap her towel around herself. Her hands were shaking so badly that it took a couple of tries to get it tucked in properly.

“I kind of get the idea that I’ll be sore in the morning,” Yvonne said, holding on to the edge of the sink to steady herself.

Nora smiled and finished up with her hair. It looked perfect.

“You’ve got a knack for the positions. More than I do, anyway.” She walked over to a door on the far side of the room.

Yvonne wasn’t sure what to do. But she had to follow Nora to continue the conversation. The door led to a huge bedroom – probably the master bedroom. It was elegantly furnished with colorful wall hangings, a four-poster bed with embroidered pillows, and, of all things, a bird cage with a green parakeet hanging from the ceiling. Edward, towel around his waist, was standing in front of a mirror, combing his hair back. Yvonne hesitated, but Nora waved her into the room, still chatting.

“I always feel so loose after one of those sessions,” she said, collapsing onto the plush blue comforter on the bed. She rolled onto her back, the bathrobe falling open to expose one slim leg.

Edward turned towards them. “She just likes an excuse to take a long shower.”

Nora patted the spot on the bed next to her, pointedly ignoring Edward. “Sit,” she said to Yvonne.

Yvonne smoothed the towel under her butt and settled onto the comforter. This feels like a slumber party, she thought. It was a simple pleasure she missed from growing up. She had always enjoyed the feeling of freedom and closeness she felt in a friend’s bedroom with the door closed and no parents allowed. But her heart was still racing and the ache deep in her pussy kept distracting her, demanding her attention.

“What happened to your instructor?” Yvonne asked, trying to keep the plaintiveness out of her voice.

“Oh,” said Nora, “he only comes in for an hour or so.”

That made sense, Yvonne supposed. He was only hired help, really. He wouldn’t be invited into the mistress’s boudoir. She smiled to herself. At least not while her husband was around.

As if on cue, Edward sat down at the end of the bed and began massaging Nora’s feet. Nora made a contented sound and squeezed Yvonne’s hand.

“This is my favorite part.”

For a minute or two, Edward rubbed and manipulated various toes. Then he dragged a fingertip along her sole.

Nora reacted violently. “Edward! Don’t do that. You know how ticklish I am down there.”

Edward flashed a mischievous grin and repeated the act on the other foot. Nora shrieked and pulled her foot away. The bottom part of her robe opened up entirely, exposing her smooth pussy. Edward relented after that and began rubbing her feet again. After a minute, he leaned over and began to kiss them.

“That’s better,” Nora said.

But Edward’s kisses didn’t stay on her feet for long. His lips moved along her calves and up to one well-toned thigh. Nora squeezed Yvonne’s hand again. Edward shifted around on the bed so that he could reach Nora’s inner thigh. She spread her legs to give him better access. Yvonne could see a film of moisture form at the entrance to her pussy.

This was getting a little too personal, Yvonne thought. Time to retire discreetly. She started to get up, but Nora held on to her hand tightly, her eyes closed, oblivious to Yvonne’s predicament. Edward was completely focused on Nora. His mouth kept moving higher on her body and his hands began to trace the edges of her hip bones. His lips nuzzled the silken skin of her upper thigh. Please, thought Yvonne, stop there. I don’t want …

But he didn’t stop. He crawled between Nora’s legs until his head was right over her pussy. He just stared at her for a moment, admiring the creamy pink flesh of her hips and her flat stomach and the pink lips shining with moisture. Edward’s head moved lower. Yvonne held her breath. His tongue snaked out and dragged wetly along Nora’s slit. She made a small “oh” sound and tilted her hips upward towards Edward’s face.

Yvonne’s breathing deepened. This is what Jim had been doing to her sister! She shivered, imagining Jim’s shaggy head between her own legs, or maybe the swimmer’s smooth one. Or Edward’s sleek one.

Nora groaned and lifted her knees, opening herself completely. Yvonne couldn’t help herself. She kept looking at the place where their bodies met, at Edward’s tongue swirling around the hood of Nora’s clitoris until a hard, fleshy nub began to peek out. His face moved down to cover her pussy completely. Nora and Yvonne gasped together. He must be sucking her clit, Yvonne realized. Just then Nora bucked her hips and let out a low moan. Her breasts heaved and the skin of her chest shone with perspiration.

The caged parakeet must have been disturbed by the agitation coming from the bed. He began to flap his wings and make shrill calls.

For a moment everyone stopped moving. Then, chuckling lightly, Edward got up, leaving Nora sprawled on the bed, hair disheveled, legs spread, skin moist with sweat. He walked over to the cage.

“You’re absolutely right, Curly,” he said. “You shouldn’t have to watch this.”

Yvonne was confused for a moment. Did that mean that they were going to stop? 

Edward undid his towel, leaving him naked again. His cock stuck straight up, dark with blood. He draped the towel over the cage, effectively shielding Curly’s sensitive avian eyes from the debauchery. Then Edward seemed to remember that Yvonne was still in the room. He looked at her with his trademark boyish grin.

“You, on the other hand, young lady, are evolved enough to make up your own mind about what to look at.”

He slid back onto the bed until his face was level with Nora’s. He leaned down and kissed her. Their bodies touched lightly. His cock rested against her crotch, smearing sticky fluid on her soft skin. Nora kept Yvonne’s hand in hers as she lost herself in the kiss. Nora drew her knees back until they almost touched her chest.

Oh, no, Yvonne thought. They’re going to do it! Right in front of her! She couldn’t stay on their bed. Nora had to let go of her hand sooner or later. Then she’d step out quietly, get her clothes.

Edward raised his body slightly and reached between them, positioning his cock at the entrance to Nora’s pussy. Neither of them said anything, but their lips separated and they looked deeply into each others’ eyes.

Edward slid into her with a slick, wet sound. Yvonne’s mouth went dry. Her own pussy throbbed. She folded her arms across her chest, hugging herself, afraid that she might touch herself if she didn’t. But then, why not? They weren’t paying any attention to her, and even if they were … well, they were comfortable with her watching them. Why not the other way around? She sat up and loosened her towel a bit. Her hand crept between her thighs.

Edward was pumping smoothly in and out of Nora’s pussy. He pulled almost all the way out after each stroke, the prominent rim of his cock forcing her inner lips apart, then drawing them inside as he sank back in up to his balls. Their wet slapping sounds mixed with whimpers from Nora. Yvonne could smell their juices. She looked down at Nora’s face. Her eyes were closed, and there was a look of uncomplicated joy on her face that made her look like a school girl. A flush started on her neck, and her breasts moved up and down with each impact of their hips.

Yvonne realized that Nora had let go of her hand; she wasn’t even sure exactly when it had happened. She could leave now. But … she wasn’t sure if she should. Edward and Nora were sharing their most private selves with her. It was like a gift. What would they think of her if she refused it?




The Pool House Ch. 03



Sunday, this particular Sunday would live as a turning point in the Conner Family. It dawned clear and hot. The kids slept till eleven. We were watching. When we knew they were stirring we slipped out of the house and into the hot tub. We set the temp a little lower so we could stay longer. Janice and I settled into the Bromine fog that floated just above the foamy surface of the tub. We had our suits on and Janice was not sitting on one of the jets. We settled in for a nice watery snuggle. That's where Sammie and Frank found us. We were smiling happy parents. Each of them looked like they wanted the other to leave. Janice and I were loving it. 

Sammie was first. "You two been out here long?" 

Janice smiled up from the froth. "Oh, no, we just got here, why don't you join us?" 

Frank replied. "We haven't had breakfast yet. You gonna stay here a while?" 

I held up my hand, "hmmm not too pruney yet, sure we'll stay." 

We had a pitcher of mimosas next to us. Janice took a sip of hers. 

"Hey, go change, bring some of those muffins out and have breakfast here." They looked at each other and went inside. We tried not to laugh.

So there we sat; the entire family. I was in board shorts, across from Sammie in her almost thong. Frank was in his speedo sitting across from Janice in her white thong. The events of last night were like a flatulent Manatee in the center of the hot tub. Janice and I smiled and made conversation. The two of them joined in, but not with much enthusiasm, each looking at the other for some indication they might leave. It was time.

Janice waited till Sammie was taking a drink. "So Sammie, did you like your brother's party last night? Give anybody interesting a blow job?" 

Frank's eyes practically took on cartoon character size. Sammie spit a mouthful of mimosa all over me. She just stared at her mother. Frank's mouth was open. 

Janice piled it on. "Oh and Frank, did that little sheet of yours get you a good sucking?" 

They looked at each other, speechless. Then they looked at us. We sipped our drinks. Janice reached back and undid her top, flipping it up onto the deck. Then she slipped off her bottoms. I slipped off my trunks and tossed them out. The kids just stared. I looked at them. 

"We figured we might as well be comfortable for this chat. Why don't you two do the same? We know you've seen each other."

Frank finally spoke. "You know?" 

Janice smiled "Kids, we're not mad, not at all. And do we know about what Frank?" 

Now he wasn't quite so stunned, but he was still wary. "About last night, you know, when I came in and...?" 

Janice finished for him. "And my little Mom hand signaled you up to the sheet, then me telling you to take out that lovely cock of yours and let your Mom suck you off and swallow your cum, then I thanked you. I think I said, thanks son that's the best gift you ever gave me." 

Frank just nodded, Sammie stared at him. My turn, Sammie looked at me as soon as she heard my voice, she knew what was coming. 

"Just like my little girl, but she saw who was there, she knew she was signaling her father to come over and get a blowjob." 

Sammie was getting wise. "You set this up, you knew all about the sheet." 

Janice smiled and her hand slipped under the water. "Oh that, of course, but we know a lot more." 

Sammie got a panicked look but Janice looked at her and shook her head. She was still nervous. I jumped in. 

"We know everything kids. Out of respect for you we'll tell it all." 

And I did, from start to finish, leaving nothing out, except the parties that Sammie had with her friends and her adventure with her mother. I felt that was personal and I saw the relief on her face when that got passed over. By now Janice was stroking my hard cock and my hand was rubbing her pussy. It was pretty obvious. Frank and Sammie just sat and listened as their 'secret' life was revealed.

When I was finished, Janice and I just sat there, the soft sounds of summer covered by the steady whoosh of the water. We weren't worried that this was some 'oh my god' Moment and that there would be a lot of angst, it was just a matter our how our kids felt about having been 'surveiled'. After about a minute, Frank got up and slid his speedo off. He was a little hard but far from his best. Sammie looked up at her brother as he stripped his suit and smiled. He sat down and Sammie stood. She slowly released the top, letting her firm young breasts free. Then she made a little show of sliding the bottoms off. Tossing it all on the deck she settled back into the tub, now up against her older brother. Frank looked at me. 

"Well, I don't know about Sammie but I'm not mad you spied on us. It's kinda your job and well, we could have been into some bad shit, you know, drugs and booze and you would want to know. But with parents like we have I know I've never been interested." 

Sammie was smiling. "Yeah, what he said. It's been a weird couple of weeks. I mean, for me, well, yeah, I've kinda had urges for Frank and you Dad. But I just figured it was sort of off limits, you know. I have peeked at Frank, well, for a real long time and I know he's peeked at me. I kinda encouraged it, and we've both listened to you two fuck up a storm. So I guess we all had the urge. Then I saw you with Grandma and Grandpa and, well, it all seemed so, well, nice." 

She giggled and her young breasts moved up out of the water. "So, after that I just figured, 'good enough for the parents, good enough for the kids." 

With that our daughter reached her hand over and began massaging her brother's cock under the water. Frank flinched a little but soon laid his head back and smiled. Janice and I smiled at each other. We certainly had not planned it this way or certainly this fast but we had become family lovers. Then Janice spoke. 

"Well, I, for one, am really glad that this all came out so well. None of us meant to but we were playing with dynamite, no matter, we are a different family now. So, here are the new rules".

Janice went back to stroking my cock under water. My hand, of course was between my wife's legs rubbing her smooth pussy as the hot tub burbled around us. Our suits lay up on the deck, next to our son's speedo and our daughter's bikini. She addressed the family. 

"First, what goes on in our family is NOT to be told to anyone unless we all decide that it is okay. Next, this has just become a clothing optional house. We've all seen each other naked and sexually aroused so who cares if Frank or Dad have a boner, right? Oh and that's optional, we don't have to be naked, it's whatever the mood is for you. Okay the next rule is important. No means no. We've had some experiences here but that doesn't mean that anything's okay. We ask first, nuff said. Now as for sex. I really don't want the living room furniture to get, um, worn out. I'll keep some beach towels handy; use them when you're sitting naked and if you want to have sex. The laundry lady and decorator and hostess says thanks. If anybody wants to play with anyone else, go for it. You can go to a bedroom or stay wherever you are. But if others are there ask if they mind. Stop giggling Samantha. It's a matter of courtesy. If Dad's watching the game he doesn't want Frank and I grunting and howling as we fuck in the living room, so ask." 

Frank's eyes went wide and Sammie laughed and elbowed him. Then her hand went back to his lap, rubbing her brother's dick. Janice continued. 

"Doors, doors remain very important. We all might get pretty comfortable with being watched I know Dad and I love it. But a closed door is a closed door. All of us have times when we need to be alone, homework, work, whatever. We knock on a closed door, no matter what is, or is not, going on behind it." She fixed out two children with a glare. "Sex, with or in front of your parents or sibling is not a 'get out of chores free card." Do your damn chores or you won't like the result." She looked at Frank. "You have a girlfriend. We really don't like lying. Yes, Dad didn't know about me and Grandpa but I introduced him to it slowly as soon as I knew he was going to be the one. You, young man need to figure that out. Oh, and if you and Cara need a place to have sex, let me know. We will arrange to have the house or the pool house available. Your girlfriend doesn't need to know that we are facilitating your fornication, got it? We will be taking the cameras down. Same rules and privileges for you young lady, when you get your next boyfriend. Now, we're going to be a little crazy about this for a while but we'll settle in. This is just our family enjoying a special relationship. The sex part is a family activity, kind of like twister or monopoly." That got us all giggling. "Oh shut up! You know what I mean. Oh fuck! I've talked way too much. Kids, Dad and I are going to our room to have sex, lots of it. He's been fingering my pussy for this whole time and I'm fucking horny. You can watch or join in if you want. You certainly don't have to. We'll see you later.

Janice stood up and let the hot water run off of her long trim frame. A small river ran off each erect nipple till it was just drops. Her womanhood was flushed and pink from my playing. She stepped up out of the tub and toweled off. I followed. Of course my cock was rock hard from her attention and the thoughts of what was to come. Sammie gave me a look and a smile, alternating between my dick and my face. She ran her tongue over her lips, I smiled. 

"hmmm my daughter likes it." 

She smiled back, blushing a little. "I liked it the first time Dad, I know I'll like it again." 

Then she leaned over and planted her lips on her brother's mouth. He was a little surprised but it took him only a second to join his Sister in a deep, tongue wresting, kiss. We walked to the house and to our room.



The Pool House Ch. 04



Conclusion

From here on in our lives things changed. Since I don't know all that is going on, Frank and I will alternate telling the rest. Don't get any ideas, we are a very unusual family, I doubt this happens much, so don't get your hopes up just enjoy our unique family life. If you're dumb enough not to notice this is well into the story you probably should back up a few chapters to find out how we got here. There's plenty of action to amuse you as you read. We're a horny bunch, after all.

I followed my wife in and intentionally left the door wide open. Janice yanked the bed open and stretched out. 

"You know they haven't actually fucked yet." 

I climbed on the bed and took her into my arms. "Janice Conner, I love you, I love you with everything I have and right now I want to make out and then have a nice long session of sex. I love our kids and look forward to whatever happens but right now I just want it to be us. As far as the kids, I think that milestone is about to be reached." 

My wife and I fell into a deep embrace. Our mouths pressed together, tongues entwined. I love this woman and I love loving this woman. Her firm body felt exquisite against mine. I could feel the muscles in her frame as my hands roamed, exploring. 

She ran her hands over my back holding me tightly. "Glenn, you will always be first." 

I gave her lips little nips. "Thank you, that means a lot. You have always been first last and always to me. I can't imagine life without you." 

Janice lay back and spread her legs. "My lover, will you please put your mouth on my sex and swallow my orgasm?" 

My mouth moved towards her wet and swollen pussy. "With pleasure."

She was so wet. I loved it. She tastes so good and the hint of tub water just reminded me that our two kids might just be making memories as I played my tongue over their mother's clit. 

"Oh Glenn, you are so good! Oh fuck, lick me baby! Ohhh make me cum lover!" 

I took my time. I'd lick her delicious slit then suck her clit. Then pause and just breathe on her. It took a while. We both enjoyed it. After, I don't know, fifteen minutes, she'd had enough. 

"Baby, let me ride you. I want your cock in me. Let me cum all over you." 

I love tasting her orgasm and really wanted to have her cum on my face, but I'd done too good a job winding her up. I rolled off of my wife and she was on me in a flash. She straddled my legs and looking into my eyes with lustful glee. Reaching down she took my cock and swiped along her drenched slit a few times. 

"I want it all the way in the first time. Deep." She paused, I could feel the head of my cock being massaged by her wet lips. Then, with a groan Janice dropped down on my cock till I heard her hips hit mine. "OOOOHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK THAT'S GOOD!" 

Imagine how I felt! 

***

So, a week or so ago, my sister was just fantasy. I'd peeked at her every chance I got and had been doing it for a long time. Then I noticed it was getting easier and that she just might be peeking too. So I made it easier. Sammie was a lot bolder than I'd ever think of being. I mean I push the limits with my girlfriend but never really thought that my hot sis would like to have sex with me. I never ever thought that I'd be naked, in the new family hot tub, tongue kissing my sister with my parent's knowledge. That's after we exchanged oral sex thinking we were getting away with it. 

Sammie's body felt really good against mine and she really knew how to kiss. I didn't think she'd had that many boyfriends. My cock was rock hard and I cupped her firm breast and felt her hard nipples. She broke our embrace and gave me a very mischievous look as she stroked my dick. 

"So, brother, do you want to fuck or go watch?" 

See, that's how twisted she is. I wouldn't have thought of that. Go watch our parents fuck. Wow. Actually I liked the idea. But I was conflicted. I moved Sammie off of me and got up. Fuck or watch, watch or fuck. I knew I'd get to do both since things around here have gotten a bit more, um, open, so it really didn't matter. I reached out and Sammie took my hand. She gracefully exited the tub, the warm water running off her young smooth skin. The sunlight reflected off the water, giving her skin sheen. She smiled at me. 

"So?" 

I kept her hand and walked towards the pool house. 

"They still have the cameras running. Let's make family history." She giggled and took the lead.

Once inside she went over and opened the blinds, flooding the small room with the bright morning sun. 

"We want them to be able to see every bit of their children finally having sex." My sister came up to me and molded her slim body to mine. We were still wet from the tub. She felt great. Knowing we didn't have to be careful made it amazing. She leaned her head back and we kissed again, our tongues tangled. She had moved her legs a little and my cock was now between them, pressed against her ever wetting pussy. We couldn't help it we both started moving back and forth and my cock got wet from her fluids as it plowed through her sex furrow. We stood there, looking into each other's eyes as we undulated. I groaned. 

"Sis, this feels so good. If you keep doing that I'm gonna cum." 

She pulled back. "Oh we can't have that." 

She lay on the couch and crooked a finger at me. "It's time bro. Time do the real thing with your sister. Bet all those times you watched me toy with my pussy after my showers, when you didn't think I knew you were watching, and pulling your dick, you never thought you'd be where you are now, naked with me and getting ready to stuff that nice cock into your sister, with our parent's permission. Frank, I am so fucking horny right now I think I'll cum when you put it in." 

I stroked my cock a little as I moved closer and kneeled on the couch. "Me too, I don't think I'll last too long. And No, sis, I never imagined any of this would happen, it's amazing and, I guess, only the beginning. As I hovered over her she took my cock and placed at her slit, already trailing milky fluid.

"I'm so fucking wet right now. Just slide in brother, I'm ready." 

I slid my cock slowly into her. I watched as her eyes rolled up in her head. 

"OHFUUUCCKKKK THAT"S GOOD!" 

Oh and it was. My sister was just as tight as my girlfriend but the total wickedness of having sex with my own family made it amazing. I wasn't going to last very long. 

"OH SAMMIE! THIS IS SOO GOOD!" 

Her hands were on my shoulders, her legs wrapped around me. 

"I'm gonna cum soon brother, ram me, do it! YESSSSSSSS!" 

I felt her quake under me and the warm flow of her spend bathed my plunging member. That did it for me. 

"OH FUCK SIS, I'm gonna cum, want me to pull out?" 

My sister wrapped herself around me. 

"NO, IN ME! CUM INSIDE ME,NOW!" 

I went deep and stopped for a second as my first jet raced into the warm embrace of my sister's vagina. Then I began thrusting again, each of the next three bursts racing out as I plunged deep into her. Then, I was done. We lay panting and sweaty. I moved off of my sister and sat on the couch. She smiled. 

"Brother dear that was everything I thought it would be. How bout you?" 

I smiled back. "Better, sis, better than I ever could have imagined." 

Sammie got her wicked smile. 

"And now we can do it any time we want." She paused, her eyes flicked towards the house.

She stood and reached out her hand to me. "Wanna go watch?" 

I just got up and headed for the door. I wondered why Dad had gone to the expense of a high fence all around the pool. I wondered no longer as Sammie and I, still totally naked, strolled the length of the pool and in the slider. Once we were inside it was obvious that they had left the door open.

"Oh Glenn! Yeah, Oh fuck! Damn it feels good to ride you! I am so fuckin wet! Did you see our kids making out? OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUCCCKKKK! Yeah baby, finger my ass! OHHHHHHH!" You think they're fucking right now? FUCK I want to watch!"

I'm not sure Dad wanted to talk but Mom wasn't letting him get a word in. As we headed for their room the liquid sound of their union filled our ears and, as we got to the door, the scent of an aroused woman filled our noses.

I've never seen people have sex. Yeah on the net, but not right in front of me. Not people I know. Not people a lot older than me and certainly not my relatives. Sammie and I stood there for a minute. The door to their room faces the foot of their king sized bed. Two windows to the right flooded the room with late morning sun. The covers were in a pile at the end. My tall, lean mother had her back to us. She was sitting astride our Father's legs. She would alternate, first just posting on his cock, straight up and down. It was interesting to see my Father's hard cock. It was very shiny with Mom's juices. Then after a few minutes she'd settle on him and do the 'cinder shift' shoving her hips back and forth, rubbing her, no doubt large and sensitive clit, on his pubic hair. I think if we set the house on fire, she'd never know. Dad couldn't see us because of Mom.

All her howling about Sammie and I fucking was certainly having an effect on me. My cock began to rise again. Sammie just stood there and watched. Then she spread her legs a little. Then her hand moved and she began to rub her pussy. I was already stroking my cock by then. Until you've seen something like this you have no idea the effect it has on you. Mom was still in high form.

"Glenn baby, do you want to watch them? Huh? Ohhh yeessss! Fuuuuccckkk! I'm getting close. Soo?"

"Oh yeah doll, I want to watch our kids do it. Sammie is so hot. I bet she will give Frank some ride! Hey doll, you want to be next? Huh? Want to feel your son's big dick slide into you? You want your son........TO FUCK YOU?

"Oh fuccckkk! I'm cumming! Fuck fuck fuck. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mom froze on top of dad for a few seconds. Sammie was on her knees with my cock in her mouth. She stopped and looked up.

"You wanna?"

I knew what she meant. I watched as Sammie scrambled up on the bed. Mom had her head back and was lost in her climax. As I moved around I saw Dad smile. Sammie got on her knees and put her face down on the bed. I was looking at her sweet pussy, still a little pink from our romp in the pool house. She wiggled her tight little ass. I needed no other suggestion. I climbed up and positioned myself between her legs. I lined up my prick and slid in. 

"Ohhhhh Frank that's good!"

Mom's eyes went wide.

"Oh Sammie! You look so beautiful! Yeah Frank! Give it to her."

Sammie was almost face to face with Dad. I could hear her.

"You wanna be next Dad? You want to slide that big cock into me?"

"Oh fuck baby! Yeah, Dad wants to mount his little girl and make her very very happy!"

Mom was back to riding Dad.

"Not till you cum in me, big boy! Come on! Give it to me!"

Watching us and having Mom running her nasty mouth did it.

"Oh Janice! Her I cum! Ohhhhhhh ahhhhhhh fuuuucccckkkk!"

Dad rammed himself up into Mom as she was riding him down.

"Cummin too baby! All over you! AGGGGHHHHHH!"

They collapsed on each other but we were nowhere near that yet. We had both cum in the pool house so we could last. Mom was collapsed on top of Dad and they both were panting. I had Sammie's hips in my hands and I was steadily sliding in and out. Our first fuck had been fast, intense, crossing that line and all. I wanted to savor this woman now, feel my cock sliding into her furrow, enjoy the wetness seeping out of her. Listen to her pant as my cock hit bottom. Sammie was in the zone too. But that mouth of hers.

"Oh man he feels good! It is so cool to be able to fuck my brother!" Mom, Mom, he fills me up so well. Dad, you gonna fill me up? I want to feel you cum inside me Dad."

It went like that for, I don't know, forever. We were fucking for quite a while. We went through a bunch of positions too. Mom and dad eventually got off the bed and sat in the two chairs. Dad was whipped for a while and just stroked his half hard cock. Mom, however must have cum three times. She was rubbing and fingering and squeezing her nipples.

"Oh Glenn! Look at them! That's so beautiful! I can't wait to be part of this! I want both of them!"

That was surprise for me. Sammie had told me about Mom and Grandma but I'd kind forgotten in all the excitement. I was finally getting close. I think Sammie had cum a few times by then.

"Sis, I'm getting close!"

"Oh Frank, do it, harder! Shoot you stuff in me!"

I cupped her hips and went for it. The slap of our bodies resonated off the walls as I drove my sister across the bed towards our parents. Sammie just grunted and moaned over and over. I felt the tension. "Cumming Sis! Cumming in your pussy!" With that I went deep once more and just held, loving the feeling of my balls unloading in her sex. She had collapsed on the soaked bed and was panting. Mom and Dad applauded lightly. We fell away from each other and lay there.

"Well kids, that was some show for your first time. Sammie whispered.

"Second, the first was fast but you can watch it, we did it in the pool house, just for you two."

Mom and Dad just looked at each other and smiled.

We all picked ourselves up and went out for a swim. The afternoon was sunny and hot but the pool was just cool enough to be refreshing. Mom and Dad went down the stairs first. I took Sammie's hand and helped her off the bed. Her hair was a tangle and her face was still a bit flushed. As she stood I hugged her and our mouths met. Kissing her felt good, really good. Feeling her smooth body against mine instantly had an effect. As we kissed my cock began to probe between her legs. She moaned lightly and broke our kiss. 

"Oh Frank, you have to stop. I've got what feels like a gallon of you still running out of me and I need to hit the pool."

She leaned away and gave me a very mischievous look. "Besides, bro, we still haven't made this a family affair." She reached down and slowly grasped my hard dick. "Just think brother dear, Mom's out there, naked. She just watched her children fuck. I think I know what she wants and I'm holding it." I looked down at her and smiled. As I teased her lips with mine I moved my hand between her legs. My sister's pussy was a love swamp. She was soaking wet and I could feel our mixed fluids running out. She moaned as my fingers caressed her sex and my lips just brushed hers as I whispered. "Oh yeah, and I know a man out there who has been watching his daughter for a long time and would love to put his mouth and cock right where I have my hand." I crushed my mouth against hers as I slipped two fingers into her. After a minute of this I broke away. "Ready for the pool?" She slapped my hand and smiled. "Yes and I bet you'll want to watch." I turned to go. "I'd love to, but I think I'm going to be a little busy, ya know?" Sammie smacked my ass and we headed for the pool. Passing through the kitchen I grabbed a couple of beers and two wine coolers.

Walking out through the slider we saw Mom and Dad standing in the shallow end of the pool talking. They turned as we came out. They didn't smile; they seemed to be gauging us. I looked at Sammie and she looked at me. We stopped and I put the bottles down and then leaned down and took my sister's nipple in my mouth. She groaned and leaned back. "Oh brother, you are such a tease!" She reached out and began to stroke my cock. We paused and looked over. Mom and Dad were all smiles. I put the bottle on a table.

Mom spoke first. "We were worried. What we are doing is fraught with complications and bad potential. Dad and I were afraid we might have let our lust lead our judgment." Sammie answered. "Mom, Dad I'm not sure about Frank but this has kinda been a fantasy of mine for a while. Actually it's a lot more than I ever fantasized." She giggled. "Hell, I figured I might get to touch Frank a little or maybe sit on Dad's lap and feel him get hard, you know? It wasn't until I saw you two with Grandpa and Grandma that it occurred to me that my fantasy could come true. This is weird, but amazing. These are the people that mean the most to me and now we can have the deepest relationship possible." Mom smiled. "Thank you baby, that was nice. I guess you know by now that Dad and I have fantasized too. It's been an awesome day so far. But I'd like you two to give this some thought. It's never too late to say, okay, it was interesting but it's a little too much. We certainly would understand and we can just say it was a cool thing and that's that, never again." 

Sammie dove in the pool and remained underwater until she surfaced right in front of Dad. She stood, letting the water stream off her and then pressed her naked body against Dad, wrapping her arms around him and capturing his mouth with hers. It took Dad about two seconds to react. His hands shot down and cupped my sister's hard little ass and he picked her up. As we watched their tongues battle, Sammie wrapped her legs around Dad and he walked up the pool stairs with her. Mom followed them out of the pool and stood next to me, watching. She reached over and gently stroked my back. "This should be interesting."

***               

I watched my incredibly sexy daughter arc into the pool, her slim body barely making a splash. She tunneled underwater, bursting to the surface practically in my face. Before I could react she stood and wrapped herself around me and I felt her lips collide with mine. My desire for her took over. Our mouths opened and soon we were kissing like tomorrow was a rumor. I felt her soft body pressed against mine and I know she felt the life coming back into my cock. She jumped up and I caught her, wrapping my hands around her ass with my fingertips dipping into her soaked teen slit. It was time. I walked her out of the pool as she wrapped her legs around me. Finally she broke our kiss as I lowered her onto one of the lounges. Sammie looked down at my cock, impossibly hard and dripping. "Sure you don't want to go back to bed Dad?" As I moved between her long legs I smiled. "I've wanted this for longer than I should admit, I can't wait any longer." She smiled and bent her legs back, opening her vagina wide. "Then you better get your cock inside your little girl, you don't have to wait any more." I groaned, her sultry voice and slutty talk pressing my buttons. Straddling the lounge I moved over her. She took my cock and guided me as I sank down. As I got closer she wrapped her legs back around me and drew me in, her hand making sure I was on target. 

My arms snaked around her and I was propped up on my elbows. I felt the head of my dick being swiped up and down her soaked entrance. I looked into my daughter's dancing eyes. "You ready Dad?" I was panting now. "Yes". She took her hand away. "Then DO IT! Stick your hard cock in your little girl dad. I've wanted this for a long time too!" I sank myself into her, all the way into her. Her head rolled back and she shouted. "YES! YES! YES!" Her heels pressed on my ass, pushing me in farther. Her hands clenched my shoulders, fingernails leaving dents. We were face to face and I was deep inside her, it felt amazing! I knew I wasn't going to last too long, this was all too much. "Oh fuck baby, this is so good! You're gonna make me fucking cum!" "DO IT! DO IT DAD! Oh fuck yeah, shoot it in me! COME ON! Cum in my hot pussy!" That's all it took. A minute and half in my girl and I was shooting deep inside her, oh it felt so good! We kissed as I panted into her mouth. She had this look of bliss on her. "Thanks Dad." "Did you cum baby?" "Nope, but there's plenty of time for that and plenty of volunteers." We had skidded the lounge nearly off the pavers in our excitement. I let my softening cock slide out of her and gently got up. Sammie just lay there, her legs splayed and her gorgeous slit leaking my cum. I wondered what had happened to Frank and Janice. I didn't have to wonder long.




The Pool House Ch. 04



***

Mom watched Dad and Sammie climb onto the lounge and then she moaned as Dad sank himself into Sammie. She turned to face me and our lips met in a very non-motherly kiss. Our tongues wrestled as my mother pressed her frame against me, trapping my growing cock between us. After a minute or so she pulled back. "Throw some cushions on the ground young man, you're about to be ridden!" I yanked two off the lounges and as soon as they had hit the pavers Mom was pressing me down. I quickly lay down and watched as my mother positioned herself over me. Hovering on her haunches she reached under her and grabbed my cock. A few quick swipes over her soaked pussy and she just sat, ramming me in full. We were eye to eye as she raised herself up and began a rhythmic fucking. I just lay there and watched mom's pussy devour my dick. She was smiling. "Is it as good as you imagined?" I sighed, "Better, better than ever." "Your nice and big, baby, you fill Mom up so well." She changed methods now. She sat on my and shifted her ass forward and back. Wow,that felt great! I just lay back and let it happen. Mom was doing all the work and giving a running commentary besides. "Oh fuck yeah! I'm fucking my son! Oh yeah! So good! Arrrgggghhhh!" I felt the wave of her fluid cover my cock and balls as she came. Nice, the first time I made my mother cum. I looked over and Dad had already shot his load into my sister. They just lay next to each other and watched us. Mom was picking up the pace now, going for the big one. She'd been on me for at least ten minutes. I could feel my cum rising too. "Oh fuck Mom, I'm gonna cum soon." "Yeah baby, do it! Cum right in Mom's pussy!" She began riding me hard now, it was working. Her eyes were closed and her hips were churning on mine. I was there. "Cumming Mom! Here I cum!" I grabbed my mother's hips and held her down as I rammed up. She howled and I felt the wave of juice cover my cock as I shot deep into her pussy. One, two, three, bursts and I was done. I threw my arms back and just lay there panting, feeling our combined fluids running down over my balls. Mom had her head thrown back and was panting too. Then I heard it, gently applause. I smiled as I looked over and Dad and Sammie gently clapping.

Mom climbed off me and dove in the pool. We all followed. After a bit of swimming we all stood in the shallow end. Mom looked at all of us and smiled. "This is nice, I'm glad this worked out so well. We're going to have a lot of fun that's for sure. I watched as Sammie moved next to Mom and put her arm around her waist. Mom's hand went down and cupped my sister's ass. Sammie smiled and did the same to Mom as she spoke. Ummmmm and we haven't done everything yet." I was a little surprised. I mean what guy doesn't love girl on girl sex, right? But who'd expect to see it at home? 

"UmmmMom, I didn't know you uh....." My mother smiled as she fondled her daughter's firm ass. "Went both ways? Ha ha, well, now you know, you like?" I felt my cock coming back to life. "Oh yeah, but Sammie....?" My sister blushed a little, "Yeah, well, bro, I've kinda been, you know...." Mom filled in for her. "She and her friends have been 'experimenting' for a while Frank. Hope you don't mind." I laughed hard. 'Mind? HELL NO! I love it!" Then I thought for a second. The women looked at me and smiled, they knew where I was going. Sammie answered. "Yes, bro, we did and yes, it's on tape and no, you can't see it till I ask Chloe and Becky." I was cool with that but it made me think, When were Becky and Chloe coming to visit again?

END