5 comments/ 245982 views/ 14 favorites Introducing Mark By: LucOuarm "I don't know what I'm going to do about that boy," Emma said to her sister as they sat at the kitchen table. "He is now over eighteen years old, and he has never dated a girl, not a single one." "What about those socials back in Mark's junior high school?" Robin asked. "Didn't they get him interested in girls?" She had just arrived back in her hometown of Springville and would be living at her sister's house until she found a place of her own and settled into her new job. "Oh yes, he is interested in girls; I found a stash of girly magazines and fuck books hidden in his room," Emma replied. "He mixed with the girls at the social events in junior high, but as soon as he got into high school, it was books, books, and more books with a tiny break for sports and the chess club. Maybe that explains why Mark has that pile of filthy magazines and books. If it isn't in a book, he doesn't care about it. I can't understand it!" "Perhaps," suggested Robin, "you should have taken my advice about the Nusselheim Proposal. Remember? I explained it to you several years ago." "I don't know, Robin. I have always been a little bit scared to become involved in that activity. What happens if he rejects me and blabs about it to someone or makes a big rumpus?" "I don't think that would happen if it were done properly. Teenage boys are as horny as a herd of cattle. You just need to approach Mark properly, and let nature take its course. Are you afraid because your husband might object?" "No, Robin, when I told Roger about this Nusselheim business, he thought it was a great idea, but then, he is into kinky stuff." Her mind wandered a bit, recalling some of the interesting sexual activities she and her husband shared. "I don't think that Nusselheim's ideas were supposed to be kinky," Robin explained patiently. "He proposed them during a very conservative period as a means to keep children safe from all those bad diseases and some other evils of his contemporary society." "You know what I mean; he was proposing INCEST, for god's sake, and I remember that you told me he got into some kind of trouble because of his unusual ideas," Emma exclaimed. "All revolutionary ideas meet with some resistance, Sis," Robin replied calmly, trying to meet her sister's objections with cool reason. "People all over the country are secretly following his ideas. There might even be a secret network, but I don't know if there is for sure, even though I wish I did." "Let me think about it, Robin; I just don't know if I can do it." "Do you want me to do it? If you are too afraid to try it out, then maybe I can help you." "I don't know," answered Emma. "Perhaps if an occasion arises..." Mark noticed his Aunt Robin was a sexy babe. Ever since she showed up at his family's house, she was always giving him hardons with her revealing and flimsy attire. Mom had put her sister to his room, and he was sleeping on a folding bed in the basement rec room. Mark did not realize that his mother and aunt had done that so that he would need to return to his own room often to obtain fresh clothes and other personal items. Because Mark had often found his aunt partially clothed whenever she was in his bedroom, he planned his frequent trips to his room only when Aunt Robin was there. Mark hoped fervently to catch her completely undressed. He did not realize that Aunt Robin was playing him and his male hormones like a fine musical instrument. "I see what you are reading, Mark, Robin commented as she reclined on her bed. Mark was looking through he bureau for something, he didn't know what, but he would find something soon. His aunt was flicking through his book. "Ah... yes, Aunt Robin, I'm about halfway through it." He used his answer as an opportunity to look at her. Her blouse was partly unbuttoned and he could see her boobs spilling out of her bra. Also her tight shorts appeared to reveal every contour of her pussy. "Isn't that an interesting technique the author uses, cycling through the same incidents, adding new information each time?" Robin saw him look and patted the bed, inviting her nephew to sit next to her. "Yeah," he said, "I never noticed anyone do that before." He moved over to the bed and sat down. He could see her better now; her tiny bra barely covered her tits, it actually seemed to lift them up as an offering to his eyes. Mark realized he had been looking too long and pulled his eyes away, suddenly becoming aware that she had continued to discuss the author's writing style. "Uh... what was that..." he mumbled as his face flushed. His aunt was smiling at him. She didn't repeat her words; instead she flexed her back as she stretched her arms. Another button popped open, but Robin pretended that she didn't notice, but made sure Mark got a good look. Robin watched Mark's eyes drop down again. She noted a small bulge rising in his shorts. It was time to close in. Her days of teasing her nephew with sexy glimpses had led up to this moment. He was ready; she was certain of it. "Oh!" she cried out softly. "I still have that little pain in my neck. Could you rub it a little, Mark honey." She leaned forward, resting her forehead on his chest. She confirmed the bulge in her nephew's shorts was growing. "Oh... uh... sure, Aunt Robin." He began to rub her neck with his fingers and felt her hand rest lightly on his thigh. He did not see her undo yet another button, her hand concealed by her head, and pull the flimsy bra down so that her areolas now peeked out the top. He felt her hand grip his leg tightly. "Mark honey, that feels so good." Robin murmured. "I think the pain is going away." She lifted her head and saw his eyes drop again for another glimpse at her boobs, and almost giggled when she saw how wide they opened when Mark discovered how much more he could see. "Do you like them, honey?" "Wh-what... what, Aunt R-Robin?" His brain was fogged with lust. "Do you want to see more, Mark?" Mark knew his aunt had caught him. "Uh... uh.... uh..." was all he could say as he groped for words. He saw his aunt reach down and unfasten the last two buttons and pull her blouse open. "Go close the door, Mark," she directed quietly, "and lock it too." Mark obeyed instantly and, when he turned back to the bed, he saw his aunt curled there topless, waiting for his return. Not knowing what else to do, he went back to the bed and sat next to her. "That bra was too tight, honey; could you rub these for me." Robin cupped her boobs in her hands and briefly fingered her nipples, making them stiffen and enlarge. "It's ok, Mark honey, go ahead." He reached out and let his fingers of one hand touch a breast. He could not believe what his aunt had requested. "That's right, Mark, but use both hands. Do both of them." He began to massage her firm tits, and saw his aunt's arm snake out and go under his t-shirt. Her fingers were stroking his chest. He was in a daze, no longer knowing or caring that this was his aunt, his own mother's younger sister. Mark's own fingers began to tweak her nipples gently. "Would you like to suck on them, baby?" "Uh... uh... th-that w-would be... uh... wonderful, Aunt Robin." "Put a nipple in your mouth, Mark," Robin urged. "That's right, just like that; suck on me, honey." She slowly fell back, pulling him with her, his mouth glued to a hard, swollen nipple. Robin felt him put an arm around her. She had pushed his shirt up and continued to rub his chest. She moved her hand down to his shorts and unsnapped the waistband. Mark switched to his aunt's other breast and sucked on it. He felt his aunt slip her hand down inside his shorts. His cock was like an iron rod; he moaned softly. Now his aunt was holding his manhood in her soft little hand, not doing anything, just holding it. This was so unexpected, but so great. He had been dreaming about his aunt's naked body for a week, and now found it even more wonderful than he had expected, and his dreams had not been scented with his aunt's sexy aroma, some strange mixture of perfume and something else. "Should we make ourselves more comfortable, baby." Robin whispered. "Uh... uh... yes... I guess so." "Relax, honey; it's ok. Come on; let get these clothes off, all right?" They both rose from the bed, and Mark watched as his sexy aunt pulled her shorts off. She had no panties on! He realized his mouth was hanging open, and his arms were hanging limply at his sides. Quickly he pulled his shirt off and slid his shorts and underpants down his legs in one rapid movement. As he yanked his shoes and socks off, he got a good view of his aunt's round, firm ass when she turned to pull the bed covers down. He was amazed as how sexy her hips were and how excited it made him just to look at them. "Come on, baby; lie down next to me," Robin said as she patted the bed next to her and slid over another few inches to make room. "Uh... ok... yes, Aunt Robin," he mumbled and slid onto the bed. "Now, honeybunch, you just have to relax and enjoy yourself. Calm down and get your breath. Robin said soothingly as she softly caressed her nephew. "And can you stop calling me 'Aunt' for a while, baby. Just 'Robin' is fine." "Yes, Robin." Mark did feel a bit better after a few deep breaths, and the quivering in his legs seemed to be going away. His aunt leaned over and kissed him on the lips, first softly and then more and more aggressively. Soon her tongue was inside his mouth. She pulled away and kissed his chin, then his neck. Mark watched her slide down his body, and her next kisses were on his chest, flicking her tongue on his nipples. Then her face was pressed into his stomach, and he felt her kisses moving down his abdomen. Mark realized his aunt's face was just inches from his aching, stiff prick, and... oh god, she was KISSING it! He moaned softly and lifted his head to look down as his aunt took the head into her warm mouth. "Ohhhh, Robin, sweet Robin, don't stop," he begged. He watched as she bobbed her head up and down a few times. Then he felt her tongue on the underside of his rigid cock. He moaned softly. Robin knew that she had him for sure. She moved herself around so that her pussy was near Mark's head and spread her legs apart, giving him a good look at her neatly trimmed fur and the puffy lips defining her pink cleft. She lifted her head and looked at him. His eyes met hers. "Kiss me there, baby, on my pussy, while I kiss your big, hard dick," Robin urged. She turned back to Mark's cock and kissed it at the same time that she flexed her pelvis toward his face. Within seconds she was rewarded with the first tentative touch of his lips; then he began kissing and licking her more boldly. Suddenly she felt Mark go into a frenzy of kissing, licking, probing, and sucking on her wet pussy. She could hear him gasping and grunting as he tried to force his face deep into her juicy twat. The force of his cuntal assault not only took her by surprise, but also upset her plans. She felt her pussy begin to react to her nephew's lascivious attack and attempted to distract herself by kissing and licking his erection, but it was useless. Mark, novice pussy eater that he was, rapidly drove her over the brink, and Robin felt a wave of pleasure spread from her groin. "Oh god, Mark honey, oooooooooooooh... ooohhhhh... ohhhhhhhh," Robin moaned as a wave of ecstasy diverted her from her plan. She attempted to pull herself back enough to provide some oral stimulation for Mark's prick. As her pleasure began to subside, she decided to go to plan B. She would forget the sixty-nine she had wanted as Mark's first sexual experience and go right to intercourse. She struggled to pull herself up and to straddle her nephew. Mark watched as his sexy aunt lifted herself up. He realized something had happened to her. Her face was flushed and a thin film of moisture could be seen on parts of her luscious body. She lowered herself down over his hips, and... and SHE WAS PUTTING HIS DICK INSIDE HER! He watched as she took more and more into her cunt, gradually lowering her body until his full length was within her, deep in her smooth, softly rounded belly. It felt SO GOOD too! Robin began to lift herself and drop again over Mark, forcing his thick cock to slide in and out of her slippery vagina. She was still in a daze from her orgasm and moved slowly. She heard Mark groan, but it was from frustration not from his own climax. He needed to come so badly now. Suddenly Mark grabbed her slim waist and rolled her over. He regained his deep penetration in Robin's wet pussy with himself on top, and began to pound into her violently, driving his cock deep into her. Robin lifted her legs and gripped her nephew's thighs, riding with him through this storm of turbulent lust. Her hands ran up and down his muscular back; her eyes looked up at his face, twisted in a grimace of his urgent need. Mark needed to come soon. Robin reached down with one hand and found his balls, swinging in the tempest. She rubbed them gently together as she drove her pelvis against him. "Oh god, ohhh god, ohhhhhhh god," Mark moaned. He spewed his thick, gooey semen deep into his aunt's pussy, just as she experienced another small climax. Robin sucked in air loudly as she felt the thrill pass through her. Mark's stroking did not subside until well after he felt the last of several enormous pulses of cum surge through his prick. He flopped down softly on top of his aunt and felt her lips seeking out his mouth. Part 2. After a week with his aunt, Mark was quite familiar with the modes of love between men and women. Aunt Robin was a good teacher, and she had told him that he had given great pleasure to her very competently. Now Mark was not only confident about himself, but also proud to have given his sexy aunt so much satisfaction. He became sad when he heard that his aunt had found a place of her own and would move out eventually, but, when she promised that he could visit whenever he wanted, he hugged her and told her how much he loved her. "Robin, how did this happen that we came to do these forbidden things and love each other so much," Mark asked one afternoon after a brief, but passionate session on her bed. "That will all become clear very soon, baby," she said with a smile. "In fact, all will be explained tomorrow night." "You mean when mom and dad take my sister to that..." "Yes, baby, you and I will be home alone this weekend, and we can sleep together all night. We won't need to hide our love from everyone; plus, I will have a new surprise for you too." "Oh, really, Robin; what is it?" "You'll see, lover; you will find out when it happens." So Friday arrived and Mark watched as his mother, father, and younger sister pulled out of the driveway and drove away. His aunt would be home from her new job soon, and the fun could begin! When she arrived, she took a quick shower and changed. Mark wanted to shower with her, but she merely said, "Later." They went out to eat and then returned home. Just thinking about what lay ahead made Mark's dick hard most of the evening. "Let's use you parent's bedroom, honey. The bed is bigger, and we can get really comfortable." Robin kissed his lips gently. "Go take a shower, baby, and I will get us something to drink. See you in the bedroom." She gave him a small push to get him going. About fifteen minutes later Mark emerged from the bathroom, his damp body clothed only with a towel around his waist. He pushed into the bedroom. It was dim, but he could see that Robin was in the bed already. He dropped the towel, slid under the sheet, and put his hand on her naked body. His eyes were getting used to the light as he leaned over to kiss her, and... "Mom! Oh god! What are you doing here?" he cried out in shock. A bedside lamp suddenly flooded Mark and his mother with light. He turned to look and saw his aunt standing by the bed, completely nude. "Wh-what... what's... uh... g-going on," he stuttered. He didn't know whether to hide under the sheets or run out of the room. His mother sat up and propped herself against a couple of pillows. Mark looked at her heavy breasts and then cast his eyes down in shame. His aunt sat on the bed, and he moved his legs to make room for her. He was trapped between them. "First," his mother said, "let's get the unpleasant part over with." Her face had a serious, almost menacing, expression, and Mark felt dread clutch his heart. "You have been having a jolly time for the past several days, but it was all fun without a dab of responsibility." "But, mom..." Mark said, feeling his limp dick shrivel to nothing. "Don't 'but' me, Mark; just keep your mouth shut and listen," his mother continued. "You've been fucking your aunt; that's incest. You have been pumping your semen into her twat. Did you give a thought about knocking your aunt up? What about STDs? Did you think of them?" Mark shook his head lamely. His mother was right. How could he ever explain this? He felt his aunt's hand rest softly on his shoulder; its touch made him feel better. "You need to show some responsibility, Mark," Robin said. "People would not understand or accept what has happened here." "D-don't w-worry... I won't s-say a word..." Mark gulped out. "I know, Mark, but we have to remind you that this is a private family matter," his mother said, "and only some family members are allowed to know about it. Your sister Julie is not old enough yet, so not a word to her." "What about dad?" Mark asked. "Your father knows all about this. You apparently forgot that he was to take Julie on a father and daughter camping trip. He dropped me off at the mall, and Robin picked me up and left me near the house. I slipped inside while you went out to eat," Emma explained to her son. "So your dad has been in on the whole business from the beginning." Mark's mind was whirling about. "I was concerned that your sexuality was not developing properly, son," Emma said. "You spent too much time studying and not enough getting out and mixing with the girls. The image of womanhood that you were learning from those magazines and books was incorrect. Something had to be done." "Yes, baby," Robin said, "I deliberately lured you into having sex with me because we decided to follow the advice of a professor who suggested, more than a hundred years ago, that family members should help each other with sexual matters and give comfort to each other. I want to emphasize that this was not a chore for me. I wanted to be sexually involved with you." "You mean, Robin, that members of families, even our family, should have sex," Mark said, "sex with each other? What happens if they have children together?" He looked at his mother guiltily, knowing that he had not given this possibility even the attention of a few seconds. "Yes, baby, he did mean relatives having sex in various ways, and no, he knew that close relatives conceiving children together was a very bad idea and opposed it strenuously." "So from now on," Emma said, "you must think about birth control whenever you have sex with anyone. As far as diseases go, as long as you restrict your activity to family members, you should be safe. In fact, this was at the heart of the Professor Nusselheim's ideas; family sex was primarily to prevent terrible diseases from destroying the lives of his followers." "You mean AIDS, momma?" Mark asked. "No, there was no AIDS problem then, but other diseases were just as bad, and were basically incurable," Emma answered. "Are you beginning to understand what we are really doing here, Mark?" Introducing Mark Ch. 2 Part One: Life was great, thought Mark, as he lay next to his Aunt Robin one evening. Their naked bodies, still moist from the heat of their recent coitus, were pressed together. It had been almost a year that he had discovered the joys of family sex. Thank you so much, Professor Nusselheim, whoever you were! He was so relaxed. He dated a few girls without the pressure to get laid because he knew that his mother or aunt would help him relieve his sexual urges and prevent frustration. He had continued with his recent girlfriend, Antonia, because she was not only a beauty, but a real person, a girl with a mind and ambitions beyond getting married and having children. She was also a freshman at his college, and his developing emotional bond to her seemed to be matched by her own growing attachment to him. He discussed his attraction with his mother and aunt, and they encouraged him and merely reminded him to practice safe sex, not only to protect himself, but them as well. He had told them not to worry because he and Antonia had done nothing yet beyond a little fingering and deep kissing. Without the pressure to score, he could afford to wait, and wait he did for the inevitable reward. She had informed him that she was still a virgin, and wanted to be sure before she gave herself completely to a lover. Another great benefit was his academic success. Without the need to chase babes all the time, Mark was able to concentrate on his schoolwork. He went out with Antonia once each week on a real date, and they studied together in the library and ate lunch in the Union most days. Mark's mother told to him that Nusselheim himself had mentioned this as a secondary benefit of family sex: the members were relieved of the pursuit of sexual congress and had more free time for the other tasks of their lives. Mark sometimes would sit back and watch the other guys try to connect with girls, often fruitlessly, wasting precious time that could be better spent on their studies. As for his aunt, he and his dad took turns keeping her hungry pussy happy. Sometimes his mother and his aunt would get together too or join either him or his dad in a threesome. He remembered the days at the lake... His sister Julie had been invited to stay with a high school chum the week after graduation. Her friend's family had a big house and a pool. The two girls would be able to relax after the arduous final exams before they began their summer jobs. Mark, Aunt Robin, his mother Emma, and his father Roger took the opportunity to visit the family cabin a the lake to complete its opening for the season. When they arrived, his mother reminded Mark that they were in a first name situation, a mode they always adopted when they were not just family, but loving relatives. The two women changed into skinny bikinis due to the warm, humid weather. Dad and Mark wore old bathing suits. Since this was not the first visit to the cabin, it only took a few hours to dust, sweep, and wash down little bungalow. Mark felt his dick swell several times as he watched Emma's heavy boobs bounce about in her flimsy top, and, complemented by Robin's cute, firmer pair, Mark knew that he would need relief long before the Sun would set. "Making you randy, huh," Roger said privately to his son. "God damn, they are so sexy," Rog," Mark replied. "I don't know how you were able to keep them both happy, just yourself." "I bore up, Mark; I bore up," his father assured him. Just then Emma stuck her head out a cabin window. "How about a quick swim to rinse off, and then we can relax," she said. "Sounds good to me," Roger answered. Since it was a Thursday, no one was about, and the other cabins were a distance away. He peeled off his suit and left in on the porch rail. Mark did the same and followed his dad down to the little dock, where a sixteen foot canoe was tied. They walked down the pebbled beach into the cool water. When they were in the water up to their chests they turned around to enjoy the sight of Emma and Robin strolling nakedly toward them. What a fine visual offering the two sisters made! Emma and Robin walked out onto the dock and climbed into the canoe. Robin untied the rope and joined her sister in paddling the canoe, using only hands, out to deeper water. "Let's do the canoe game for a while," Emma said. They all liked that game not only because it was fun but also because it was good emergency training. For the next half hour they repeatedly capsized the canoe and practice refloating it and bailing it out. They got to admire each others nudity as they took turns being the first to slide into the canoe, still partially filled with water. "Enough," cried out Robin. "I'm becoming chilled." "Yes," agreed Emma, "let's get out, dry off, and warm up." The canoe was brought to the dock, emptied out, and retied to its cleat. Mark picked up an old soccer ball and tossed it to his dad. He tossed it to Robin, and the drying off game had begun. The pace of the game was sufficient to dry them off in the late afternoon sunlight without making them sweat. "Should we go inside now?" Mark asked. "I'm dry and warm." "Listen to him," Emma jeered. "I know what he wants. His cock has been swelling and shrinking all afternoon." "Well, sister, maybe you can help him; he's your boy." Robin laughed and glanced at Roger. Emma and Mark coupled would leave them paired up. "You know," Roger announced, "this could be, for Mark, his first foursome, if we want to do it that way. Maybe we should let Mark experience his first group encounter." Emma broke the brief silence. "Yes, why don't we do that. Mark should get the experience, and so should we; it has been a while for all of us." They walked into the cabin. The family bed that had been prepared for their nightly slumbers was converted into a love nest for the triste. Mark's mother stopped and glanced over her shoulder. Finding he son behind her, she stepped back against him and pressed her wide hips against his groin. He put his arms around her and cupped her heavy, pendulant breasts, lifting them upward, turning them into soft, fleshy globes. Emma's sister turned toward Roger and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their lips met in a kiss of deep and passionate love. Mark nibbled on Emma's neck as he watched his aunt reach down to take his father's heavy, swollen prick into her little hand. His mother slid her hands up and down his hips as she ground her round buttocks into her son's growing erection. She reached up and pulled her long hair from the back of her neck, allowing Mark's lips and teeth full access to her sensitive neck. She purred little soft moans as Mark continued to mouth her and fingered her big nipples. As Robin continued to run her fingers over Roger's growing cock, she felt a hand find its way between her firm thighs. Her cunt, still damp from the lake, became wet under his touch. Almost reluctantly, she pulled her lips from her sexy brother and began to kiss her way down his body, taking time to tongue each of his stiffened nipples. She finally reached her goal. With her knees on the bedding, she kissed the head of Roger's thick cock. His fingers gently kneading her shoulders, she began to lick it from its base to the underside of his head, ending each swipe with a delicate tonguing of his frenulum. She soon opened her mouth wide and took as much of his length inside her as she could. Looking up at him, she allowed his rigid penis to slip slowly from her mouth, punctuating its final escape with a noisy, lascivious slurp. Roger gasped in delight. Mark's teeth slid down his mother's back as he slowly lowered himself to his knees. He licked and bit his mother's ample butt cheeks as he reached between her legs with one hand and around with the other to slide fingers into her while touching her clitoral hood. In a few minutes Emma could not stand this a moment longer and dragged herself around. Mark lay back and his mother straddled his face with her hot, dripping twat, which was soon partially filled with her son's probing tongue. As she pressed her pussy into Mark's mouth, she reached back and softly touched his erection. Her whispered words of encouragement, uttered in vulgar and crude terms, not only excited Mark but also Roger and Robin. "We need to switch soon," groaned Roger, "or we will never get any further than this. The two couples parted, slowly and reluctantly, and rejoined in a new, erotic combination. Roger began kissing and nibbling his wife's inner thighs to allow his cock to rest and keep her hot at the same. His son accepted his aunt's sexy mouth around his throbbing dick for only a few minutes before pushing her down onto the love nest and diving into her sopping cunt. Ultimately, Roger was straddling Robin doggy style, slowly pushing his slick cock deep into her eager snatch. Her hips moved in the same rhythm, wiggling from side to side and driving back against his thrusts. His hands cupped and caressed her firm breasts. He pinched her hard nipples, and she reached back to touch her own swollen clitoris to push herself over the edge. "Ohhhhh... shit... ohhhh... oh, god... my pussy... it... feels... so... oh... OHHHH! OH! OH! OHHHHHH!" Robin wailed in ecstasy. A wave of orgasmic pleasure surged over her body. Her last overt act was to reach back farther to give Roger's balls a little squeeze. This lewd touch along with contractions within her pussy dragged him along with her. As she sank into a well of sensations, Robin felt his cock jetting it copious, thick cum into he womb. Roger cried out, "Robin... Ohhhh... Robin, honey... ohhh... god... OHHH... GOD! IT'S SO DAMN GOOD!" He fell over sideways pulling the sister of his dear wife with him so they lay together locked in coital bliss, panting and groaning. Mark and Emma lay in the missionary position they both favored. Mark probed deeply into his mother's wet cunt, aided by her legs wrapped around his waist, urging his youthful manhood deep into her. Whenever their lips parted, Mark would lean down to suckle his mother's large breasts. Emma could stand it not another second; she had to come. "Faster! Deeper!" she urged her son. She pulled his face down to hers and stuck her tongue deep into his mouth, eliciting a like response from him. She began to pinch her own nipples as she felt the twinges of her incipient orgasm emerge. "Oh, yes... oh, yes..." she chanted, feeling her son's dick drive into her with the enormous energy of the young. He calves hammered against his young ass to pound his cock deep into her waiting cunt. A volcano of incredible pleasure erupted in her wide pelvis. "Aahhhh... Aahhhgghhh!" she screamed. "AHHH! AHHH! AHHHGH!" Mark felt Emma's pussy grip him and milk his aching prick. As the first spurt of his seed flowed down his cock, he pushed himself deep into his mother so that his cum could gush directly into her womb. Each spasm of semen was delivered deep in her soft belly. "Oh, mama... mammmmaa... oh, god... mama, it feels... so awfully... good," He groaned as he felt himself drain out into her. That was not even the end of the first day at the lake. Part 2: He felt a soft hand on his bare chest, touching his nipples. He was awake again, lying next to his sexy aunt. The recollection of the few days at the lake had made his dick hard again. He rolled against his aunt and began to kiss her. After a few minutes, she pulled back away from him. "Want to make it a double header, baby?" she asked. "Yes, Robin, do you mind?" "Not at all dear; I'm always ready for my big, young stud to bang me." She pressed her lips against his. Soon they were entwined in a passionate embrace as they exhausted their sexual desires. Half an hour later they were back to their senses and could converse rationally. "Mark honey, Emma and I have discussed Julie's situation, and we want you to do a job for us. You need to break her cherry." "Why me? Why not Roger? He is the senior male in our little group, and he has the expertise to do this right." "You're right about the experience, but his cock is too big for a young virgin. Yours is big too, but it will be easier for your sister if you break her hymen for her. She's a small girl. Even though she will be eighteen tomorrow, she still looks like a fifteen year old, if even that." "Is she ready? Does she know about this Nusselheim business?" "No, honey, but she will very soon. Emma and I will prepare her, and you and your father will help get her in the mood. Here is what we will do... Ever since her mother and her aunt had returned from those few days at the lake, they had been increasingly close to Julie. At first she had not noticed, but eventually the subtle changes became perceptible. Now that the pressures of high school were over, Julie, well relaxed and as ease, felt the sexual urges that she had so long suppressed begin to well up inside her. She had been so busy with sports, clubs, public service activities, and so forth, that she had never taken the time to see to her own intimate needs. Now she found that she was touching herself at night as she lay in bed. This had been partially instigated by her few days with Lisa and her family. Lisa and Julie were best pals and, in those days together, there had been some light, tentative kissing and touching, as two innocents began to discover the urges in their female bodies. Neither had done much dating in high school, wanting only to be just friends with the guys who sought them out. The sights and contacts around her home were not helping her to maintain control over herself. Both her aunt and her mother were touching her more, even kissing her lovingly on her face and neck. Sometimes she felt little shocks in her young loins from these caresses. In addition, her brother and father were becoming increasingly careless about their domestic attire. She would pass each at least once a day when they were dressed only in briefs that exhibited the obvious bulges of their genitalia. Last weekend at the lake, both her mom and her aunt openly sunbathed nude in the seclusion behind the cabin, and somehow she had been persuaded to join them. Later her father and brother had decided to cool themselves off in the lake by stripping and running naked into the water. She had been amazed at the sizes of their penises. These actions were not novel to her. Casual nudity had been an occasional occurrence in her house, and she herself had, at times, appeared briefly in just her bra and panties on her way to the bathroom. Lately, however, the increase in flimsy attire and even total nudity had been remarkable, and, she was sure, it was not entirely attributable to the summer temperature. Julie was helping her aunt unpack some cartons left over from her aunt's move back to her hometown. Purportedly, Julie was helping her aunt decide what to keep, discard, or place back into storage for Julie's future domestic life. For no apparent reason, Aunt Robin began to cry. "What's the matter, Aunt Robin," Julie asked, dismayed by the sight of her beloved aunt in tears. "It just occurred to me that I could be putting some of these things aside for my own daughter," she replied, tears sliding down her cheeks. Her daughter, Amanda, was in the custody of her late husband's family. After Ben had been killed in a jet ski accident, Robin had been so devastated that she could barely care for herself, and Ben's mother and father had offered to take in their seven year old granddaughter. What had begun as an apparent kindness became an abuse. Coddled by constant attention and a continual bestowal of gifts, the young girl had been lured away from her mother and into the arms of her father's parents. The parents had never been overly fond of their daughter, and were quite ready to use their immense fortune to hire as many sleazeball lawyers as they required to retain custody. Robin finally accepted mere visitation rights to Amanda. Soon the two women were hugging each other as Julie cried in sympathy with her dear aunt's tragedy. Lips met and wet cheeks pressed together. It seemed so natural, so right to Julie, but, at the same time, new sensations sprang up deep inside her body. Later, Julie recalled that she had placed her small hand on her aunt's breast first. She had sought out the buttons that concealed her aunt's beautiful breasts. She had felt the thrill of finding her aunt was wearing no bra under her blouse. They had sunk back onto a couch with Julie's lips locked firmly onto her aunt's nipple. Aunt Robin had responded. Her mature hand slid over Julie's small conical breasts, breasts the were mainly areolas and nipples on small soft hills of flesh. They had taken turns sucking on each other. Her Aunt Robin, now just Robin, had slipped a hand up the leg of Julies shorts and inside the elastic of her virginal panties. Somehow, not long afterward, they were naked in Robin's bed, fingers between each other's legs, then between each other's labia, kissing and pressing naked flesh together. The small sensations that Julie had experienced in the past, swelled into a tide of pleasure, a tide that she hoped would be as regular as on a seashore. She was also gladdened to discover that she brought to her beloved Robin no lesser comfort. How different their bodies were, Julie realized as the clutched each other later in post-orgasmic bliss: especially her small, adolescent titties and Robin's full, erotically pleasing boobs, and her small cunnie with it incipient fuzz and Robin's clipped, but densely furred pussy. An evil thought crept into Julie's mind. "Are... Are w-we le-lesbians, Robin," she stammered, a worried look on her face. "No, honey bunch, we are just two loving family members who needed each other so much. Don't worry, baby. Listen, how do you feel when you see a sexy hunk or a half-naked guy?" "I like it; I feel something nice inside me." "Then don't worry. You will marry a nice guy some day. I promise you." "How can you promise that?" "Don't worry about it; it will happen." Julie was still worried and confided in her mother. Her mother's loving hands first reassured the young girl and then stimulated her. Soon she and her mother were pressing their naked flesh against each other. As they sprawled on the bed, Emma began to kiss her way down her daughter's body until her lips were pressed against her daughter's virginal labia. Julie began to buck her hips against her mother's face, wanting more and more of this incestuous contact. Emma slipped a finger inside Julie's wet pussy and stroked her G-spot. With a shriek, Julie came and washed her mother's lovely face with a flow of liquid. "Mama... Emma," Julie sighed later as she and her mother hugged, "I keep feeling these great sensations, first from Robin, and now from you." "I know, honey, this is the beginning of your sex life, and it will get better and better." Emma explained to her daughter about the Nusselheim family sex proposal, based primarily on the need to protect family members from allowing sex drives to push them into dangerous sexual liaisons. Family members could find safe release and comfort within their own families, protected from disease and even exploitation by strangers. "Do you and Robin have sex, Emma," Julie asked. "Yes, baby, maybe once a week, but mainly your father and I enjoy sex, but Mark and I have sex about twice each week. He usually keeps Robin happy." "Mark! You and Mark! Robin and Mark! No wonder he spends so much time at Robin's house." Julie was flustered by these revelations. She had never suspected so much illicit activity was occurring under her nose. "Remember, this is a family matter, a secret. Outsiders are not to know about it. That's why you didn't find out until you were ready, until you needed to know. There are a lot of benefits to this, but remember also, not a single child is to be born from these relationships. We do this to bring comfort to each other and to increase our love for each other. Eventually, you will find a nice guy and marry him. You will have your own family and can choose to continue our tradition." Introducing Mark Ch. 2 "When will daddy have sex with me?" Julie asked with concerned look on her youthful, pretty face. "Not for some time, dear, but it will happen." Part 3: Julie lay in her bed that night. Her mind churned with the load of new information about the unsuspected family secret. She had traveled from innocence to depravity, first with her aunt a few days ago, and now with her own mother. These erotic couplings contrasted with the brief touches she had shared with her friend. She was forbidden to tell Lisa about what had happened. Julie closed her eyes and sleep took her away from the lewd thoughts. Julie woke up refreshed a few hours later; it was three AM. She felt something pressing against her bare leg and retrieved the little vibrator from under the covers. She had just received the belated birthday present from her mother last evening. Julie had been holding it when she fell asleep. She had to smile; the little toy glowed in the dark. The sensations in her groin had abated after the sexy actions with her mom and Aunt Robin, but Julie now wanted to try her gift. This is so naughty, she thought, as she flipped the switch and felt it come alive in her hand. She rubbed it on the outside of her cunnie; it felt nice and tingly. Her pussy was moist and she edged the tip inside. A small twinge of discomfort caused her to slip the slim vibrator in more carefully. Yeah, it felt good inside too. Julie wondered why her mother gave her the gift to open privately. Maybe she could ask Emma about how to use it tomorrow, or maybe she could ask her aunt. Julie thought about Emma and Robin naked together; then she pulled out the vibrator and turned it off. Soon she was asleep again. When the house was quiet the next day she located her mother and they retreated to her mom's room to talk about sex toys. Emma opened a box from the back of her closet and laid out a collection of vibrators, dildoes, beads, and other items on the bed. "Take off your clothes, honey," Emma urged. She began to disrobe. Julie paused a moment to admire her mom's large pendulant breasts and then began to remove her own apparel. Soon they were engrossed in the amusing collection that was strewn across the bed. Julie watched her mother play, then Julie did herself, Emma did her little daughter, and then they did each other. With Emma's help, Julie experienced two gratifying climaxes; Julie brought off Emma, making her mom groan. In the end they pushed the toys onto the floor and cuddled together, kissing and touching each other gently. Sex Education had been so wimpy, Julie thought. Now, besides her own little vibrator, Julie had several borrowed dildoes in her room, concealed under the sweaters in the bottom drawer. These were enjoyable little devices, but not entirely satisfying. She visited Robin. "How are you doing, baby," Robin asked. "You have experienced so much in the past few days that your little head must be dizzy." "It's not so bad now, Robin. It was a shock, but I understand why we do it. I feel so much more relaxed now, and I am not so disturbed... uh, excited when I see Mark or my dad half naked. I have a problem. Do you know about the sex toys?" "Yes, honey, Emma told me you have been experimenting." "Well, they are nice, and I climaxed a few time with them, but they are not satisfying, like... like when you or Emma are with me." "I know, baby," Robin replied. She recognized the need in Julie's face and began to slip out of her clothes. "Even Professor Nusselheim recognized this fact. For that reason he realized that masturbation was not sufficient to alleviate sexual stress. He understood that contact between two people was the only way to bring about complete sexual pleasure and genuine comfort." Seeing her aunt begin to disrobe, Julie began to remove her own clothing, feeling her urges grow in her young pelvis. "Why is that, Robin dear?" she asked as she took off her training bra. "Nusselheim was some kind of a biologist, but some the theories in the Nineteenth Century were silly, so he attributed it to magnetism or electrical flow between the two people. I'm sure that now there would be some better explanation. It may be linked to the inability to tickle oneself." She slid down her panties. "Oh yeah, that's right; you can't tickle yourself." Julie's panties dropped to the floor and she let her finger linger on her damp slit. "It's that magic touch, honey. Come over here and we can share some magic touches together." Robin opened her arms to her niece. "Whatever the reason, it feels so much better to have someone else touch you." They sat together on Robin's bed and kissed and touched until their bodies began to flush with excitement. "I want to show you something new, baby," Robin said. "I want to show you how we can love each other at the same time. I think that you will like it. Here, you lie down facing this way, and I will lie down with my head near your pussy. Can you see my pussy all right? Good, now you just do what I do, and we will have a wonderful time." Robin began to kiss Julie's labia with her soft lips and let her tongue run up and down the damp crevice. Very quickly she felt her niece mimic these oral caresses. As Robin increased the intensity of her oral ministrations, Julie followed suite immediately. Soon she had a finger deep inside the adolescent's dripping cunt, massaging the slippery interior membranes. As Julie's hips began to undulate against her aunt's face, Robin felt a finger move into her. Robin did not rush their love-making and allowed a long, graded series of caresses to lead to the ultimate release. Robin found that the thrashing and moaning from Julie drove the older woman to her own release. As they cuddled together later, Robin asked, "How do you feel now, baby?" "I'm at peace with the world, Robin. I feel great." Julie lay on her bed in panties and bra, So much had happened in the past few weeks. She had gone to the library and researched the Oneida Community. She had found that it had been founded by John Humphrey Noyes in Madison County, New York in the Nineteenth Century, but later had changed into some kind of industrial company due to the jealousy and hatred of outsiders. Her aunt had told her that Nusselheim had known Noyes and that Noyes had helped Nusselheim develop a biblical rationale for family sex. Nusselheim had included this with his other reasons for family sex. Julie had found no reference to Nusselheim at Oneida. Her bedroom door creaked. She had accidentally left it open, and when she looked the door opened wider; her brother walked into the room. He had on only his briefs and a t-shirt. Everyone else had departed on some secret mission. "I feel bad, Julie. I need you to help me," Mark said quietly. "What is it, Mark? What happened?" "I went out on a date tonight with Antonia, and I guess we went a little too far. My balls began to ache so badly on the way home. I need help." Julie sat up. She saw Mark's eyes roaming over her body. "Gosh, Julie, you are so beautiful. I never really noticed before this." Julie beamed in delight. "You look pretty good yourself, big brother. What do you need me to do?" She wondered if she had to let him fuck her. "Could you give me a handjob? I'll help you too if you want." "OK," she agreed. Mom had told her how to do that. "Should we undress?" "Yes, it can get a bit messy. I don't think you want my semen on those cute underpants and on that sexy bra." Julie smiled at him. "Do you think that I look sexy and cute?" She looked into her brother's eyes. "I'm not really developed yet like Robin and Emma." "You are unbelievably sexy and cute; I wish that you could see yourself through my eyes." Mark watched as his sister jumped out of bed and pulled off her bra and panties. "Oh god," he moaned. "You are wonderful." Julie saw the look on her brother's face. She knew that it was the look of love, not lust. She needed to give Mark his ease. "Come on, dear brother, take off those things, and I'll help you." She grinned at him as he slowly pulled off his shirt and briefs. Julie saw his cock rigid and erect for the first time. "Oh yeah," she muttered, thinking how nice that would be inside her. Julie knelt before her brother and kissed he head of his cock, hearing him gasp in response. "Sit on the edge of my bed," she directed. She got up and took her hand cream and tissue box and put them on the floor at Mark's feet. She took out some tissues and placed them on the floor and squeezed some lotion onto her hand. After spreading the lotion onto both her palms, she began to stroke her brother's rigid prick. Slowly she ran her hands up and down his cock. She looked at his face. Mark's eyes were closed, and he was panting lightly with his mouth. Julie quickened her pace. Mark moaned. Slowly, steadily, the young girl stroked her brother's cock. Mark's moaning grew loader. She pumped him more vigorously, and he mumbled to her that he was about to ejaculate. Seconds later, emitting a loud groan, Mark sprayed her with strings of his cum. Julie did not hesitate and milked every drop out of him. Some semen hit her face; the rest hit her chest, dripping down her little titties onto her stomach and thighs. She picked up the tissues and began to clean herself up. She licked off a drop from her lip with her tongue. It tasted like nothing she had ever experienced before, but that was the story of her life recently. Oh, thank you so much, baby sister," Mark whispered, finally getting his head back together after the intense pleasure. "I feel better now. Do you want me to do anything for you?" Julie looked at his big, lubricated dick; it was still erect. "Isn't that supposed to shrink down now?" She saw another droplet of cum emerge from the tip and wiped it away with a tissue. "It usually does, but I got so excited, maybe it needs more time to relax." "Get up on my bed and lie down." Julie said. A naughty idea had sprung into her head. The hand job had excited her, and the semen squirting out onto her had aggravated her excitement. She straddled her brother's hips and began to rub his cock against her pussy. To increase the pleasure she moved her hips against him. Then she lifted herself up and let the tip slide up and down against her wet inner labia. She felt better and better. One more thing remained. Her mother had assured her that a couple of months with the toys and her lovers' fingers would wipe away her hymen with little pain, but she could not wait. Julie pushed the well-oiled head down to her vaginal entrance and lowered herself down gradually. It did not feel good, but she persisted. A small, sharp pain erupted in her cunt, but the tip of the penis entered her. She gasped in pain and remained motionless until it subsided. "Are you ok, Julie?" Mark asked. He put his hands up to fondle her. "Not really, but just wait a minute more," she answered, enjoying her brother's touching. The pain faded and she lowered herself down farther. The pain returned and faded again. Down she went. She felt more pain until she had him all the way inside herself. She felt so filled up; it was a very pleasant feeling, just sitting there with Mark's dick deep in her belly. "Are you all right, baby doll?" Mark asked. "Do you really want to do this... should we do this?" He knew the answer. Emma knew her daughter's monthly cycle better than Julie herself and had given Mark the go-ahead for this night and the next two, just in case. After that Julie would have her period. "Yes," Julie gasped. "I want to and I'm safe. Don't worry." She began to move her pelvis around until she was more comfortable and began to move up and down on her brother's cock while she touched herself. It didn't take long, and within the continuing slight pain was a small orgasm. "Ahh, yes," she sighed. "Do you need any more help, Mark dear?" She rocked a little more and grimaced from the residual pain in her cunt. "No, baby doll, I'm all right, and I can see that you are hurting. I can wait until you are healed. Then we can do it again." Julie lifted herself up until her brother was liberated. She saw the pink stain of her virginal blood on his wet cock. She was a woman now. Introducing Mark "We are protecting ourselves and giving each other comfort from sexual frustrations, momma," Mark answered, "and we are doing it because we love one another so much." He realized how much his family was filled with love. "That's right, Mark honey," Emma replied. She reached out to him, and he moved himself into her arms, pressing himself nakedly against her beautiful, soft breasts. "When we are like this, baby, you can call me 'Emma,' OK?" Robin moved up against Mark and he was held between the warm flesh of two loving sisters of his family. He felt his cock begin to enlarge again. "Don't worry, honey," Emma said, "both Robin and I are safe, and you won't make us pregnant. A question lingered in Mark's mind. "Why," he asked, "was there such a need for so much secrecy, Robin, if dad knew about this?" His aunt replied, "We wanted you to learn to keep these relationships secret, and, of course, your sister knows nothing of this yet." "Love Emma, honey," Robin whispered into Mark's ear. "Show her what a good, loving boy you are. Go ahead, baby; she wants you so much. Suck on her breasts for her." Mark turned his head around and saw Robin's smiling face. Her eyes fell to her sister's ample bosom, and she nodded her head to urge her nephew onward. Mark turned back and began to suck on his mother's nipples. He felt Robin move up behind him, her own firm breasts brushing across his back. When he looked up, he saw Robin and Emma kissing deeply. He let his fingers stroke his mother's plump boobs. Soon he felt her hands urging him to move between her legs. When he lifted himself up, She moved her legs apart to accommodate him, and he watched as his aunt reached down and guided his thick cock to his mother's wet pussy. "Oh, M-moth... I mean, Emma," Mark sighed. "I've had dreams about this." "I know, honey," Emma whispered, "and now your dreams will come true." "Show my sister what a good lover you are, baby," Robin murmured. She pointed his cock right at the opening of Emma's slippery vagina, and Mark pushed himself partially into his mother. She wiggled her hips as Mark pushed again until he was buried deep in his beautiful mother's slick cunt. Her arms lifted up to hug him and pull him down to her waiting lips. His aunt lay next to them pressing her nakedness against them and stroking their warm flesh lovingly with her smooth hands. "That's it, baby," Robin urged, "fuck your wonderful mother. She wants you, honey; she wants to make you feel so good, just as I did for you." "Emma, Robin, I love you both so much. I want to make you feel so good too," Mark murmured. Tears welled in his eyes. I whispered shakily, "I just can't tell you how much I love you both." All three faces were close now, and kisses were exchanged and passed on between the three lovers. Mark felt his mother begin to gyrate her wide hips slowly underneath him and started pumping his hard cock in and out of her. "Take your time, honey," Robin whispered. "Make this a good, long fuck, and make your mother come." Her hands stroked her sister's large breasts, helping her move toward her orgasm. Mark slid in and out and time moved slowly as he moved on top of one loving lady and was caressed softly by another. Eventually he and his mother became so stirred up that there was no holding back. Emma came with a low moan, her hands gripping her son tightly. He did not falter in his pistoning, but increased his pace as he watched his mother's beautiful face flow through the changes of her deep passion. He was so entranced by her sexy loveliness that he did not feel the first twinges of his own ecstasy until it overwhelmed him. He flooded his mother's womb with his seed, driving deep into her with each spasm. Mark collapsed on top of his mother and felt his aunt stroking his moist back. Slowly he came back to his senses. He felt a pang of guilt. "Robin," he gasped, "what about you?" "Don't worry, Mark," his mother sighed, "We will both take good care of our sexy lady." She pushed on him. "Eat Robin's pussy for a few minutes, Mark; she really likes that." Mother and son took turns probing and licking Robin's wet pussy, sucking her fine nipples, and kissing her soft lips until Robin groaned with the pleasure of her own climax. Then they settled themselves into the wide bed, sipping cool wine, and dozing softly between more erotic adventures until the noon Sun found them nakedly enmeshed, unable to push their flesh any further than to fondle and kiss each other gently and lovingly. Before they finally rose to recharge themselves with a brunch, Emma's and Robin's eyes met. They smiled, knowing that complete success had been achieved.