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It's a Family

By: sevendaniels



I hate waking up with a hard-on. Before my brain can even register awareness, my hand is already under the covers, attempting to tame the beast. My eyelids flutter and I readjust my position for better stroking. I work my way under deeper under the covers and, after a few minutes, I give into myself.

Releasing a long-held breath, I slowly lift the cover from my head. I wipe my hand on the side of the bed and start to push myself out of bed. I look up, and my mother is staring at me open-mouthed. My perverted mind and dick immediately thought of something to fill that space.

Being unable to speak, she stuttered. I looked into her face and saw that she was not returning the favor. Her eyes were glued to my half-hard dick. I grabbed a towel from the beck of a nearby chair, and began to wrap it around myself. Mother had regained her composure enough to choke out a soft “No”. Believing I had misheard, I tucked the towel and began to make my way past her to the bathroom.

I didn’t make it. When I was close enough for her to touch, she grabbed the towel and yanked it off. Grabbing my arm, she spun me around. When I looked into her eyes, they were filled with lust. My mother looked me up and down like she wanted to eat me. Her eyes fixed on my dick. “You’re as big as your father”. Before another word could be said, she dropped to her knees and swallowed my entire dick. She wouldn’t be able to do that much longer.

As my dick began to swell in her mouth, I thought about what I was doing. Or what I was letting her do. Although my dick had extended to its full eleven inches, I still managed to moan “No’. In response, she deep-throated me until my knees buckled. No one had ever swallowed my entire dick before. I grabbed my mother by her shoulders and pulled her to her feet. Without looking at her or thinking what I was doing, I threw my mother onto my bed.

I pulled open the robe that she was wearing and was rewarded with the always beautiful sight of a naked woman. She wore nothing but her marvelously smooth skin. Her titties were perfectly round with big dark-brown areolas, just perfect for sucking. The nipples were already beginning to harden. I sucked one into my mouth and wondered briefly what it felt like to her to have her son sucking on her breast in a sexual way.

I moved from one nipple to the other and back until she squirmed under my tongue. I began slowly moving down her body. When I reached her pussy, I was surprised to see that she was already wet. Very wet. As I lowered my face to indulge in her sweetness, she grabbed my chin. “Let me do you, too”. I turned her over and got below her so we were in 69 position When she swallowed my dick again, it took all I was not to come in her mouth. To counter, I began to slurp her puss.

After a few moments, Mother stiffened and a torrent of cum flooded my mouth. Although I grabbed her hips and tried to continue eating her, she slipped from my grasp and turned around. Without taking my dick from her mouth, she repositioned herself so that she was between my legs. She slurped my balls, and tongued my asshole wildly. I’d never had my ass licked, but after four licks, I was spreading my legs to give her better access. Much to my delight, she began to slowly spread my asshole with her tongue. Once it was totally inside, she twirled it in circles and generally drove me crazy until my toes curled. She began working her way back towards my dick.

“You enjoyed that”, she stated and began to lick up the pre-cum that had pooled on my stomach. When she was finished, she went back to trying to win the “Best Dick-sucker Award”. She reached down and beagn to fondle my balls. The world began to spin. At some point, she slid her pointer finger into my asshole. That was it. I bucked my hips, and shot what felt like a gallon of cum into her mouth. She deep-throated me at the first sign of cum, and began to swallow.

When I finished cumming, she began to suck my dick very slowly. Amazingly, it began to get hard again. I moaned and from the door I heard, “Her dick sucking has put two of our kids through college”. I tried to yank my dick from her mouth while my father and one of his friends, Joe, laughed at the joke that wasn’t a joke. “It’s alright son. Let her suck it”. To her he said, “Hon, do you mind if I get a little taste of that? Idid help make it, you know”.

I was thoroughly dumbstruck now. First my mom walks in on me playing with myself and sucks me, and now my father wants a turn. I didn’t whimper or move as my father opened his mouth around my dick. Oh God. His moth felt as good if not better than my moms. I moaned once and gave into his sucking.

Mom meanwhile was working her hand down the front of Joe’s pants. He needed no invitation. As mom began to pull his pants down, he pushed her shoulders so she could go, too. You never have to tell a pro twice. She began to suck his dick feverishly, way better than she did me. But then again, I probably would have cum immediately. And dad was more than enough.

It had only been five minutes since my last cum, I dilled dads cheeks just as I had previously done my mom. Thank God that dad doesn’t swallow, ithought.

He released my dick and with his mouth filled with my cum, he walked over to mom. As I sat up to see what was going to happen, Joe sat down because he knew. Dad pushed mom down until she was in doggystyle position whith her ass suck up high in the air. He spit his mouthful of cum on mom’s asshole and told me to come here. I couldn’t believe it. He wanted me to fuck my mom’s ass. Even after cumming three times in the past hour, my dick was still up to the challenge.

Using the lube that dad and I had provided, I began to work my way into her asshole. As soon as she felt me pushing against her asshole, she began to push back. After a couple of seconds, my dick was buried completely in her ass. Before I could regain my composure and get used to the tightness of her ass, she began to fuck back against me. I let her.

Dad had walked around to her mouth and stood next toJoe. As soon as she saw his dick, she let go of Joe and got down to some serious sucking. Joe grabbed her hips to stop her from bucking, and slid down underneath hus. A moment later, I could feel his fat dick stretching her pussy and forcing her asshole to tighten even more. I groaned and began to fuck her as hard as I could. She moaned around dads dick and reached back with both hands to spread her cheeks.

Joe was OK with the feeling that he was receiving from my anal stabbing and dad was thrusting his dick to the back of her throat with each stroke. I grabbed her shoulders and began tto fuck her ass harder and faster than I had ever fucked before. Her ass obviously enjoyed it because when I looked down, there was cum all over my dick. That almost pushed me over the edge and Joe knew it when he felt my dick throb. He removed his dick from my moms pussy and signaled for dad to pull out too.

Dad advised me to do the same. As soon as I removed my dick from her ass, Joe asked “Would you like to cum in your mother’s pussy?” In answer, I turned mother over onto her back and pushed into her pussy. I only lasted for a few minutes. As I felt my cum building, I looked at Dad and Joe. Dad moaned “Cum in her” and I did. I shoved my entire dick into her pussy and flooded it while she came ceaselessly on my dick. Finally I removed my dick from her pussy and sat down on the floor. I was going to comment that Joe and dad had not cum, but they solved that problem almost as soon as I had the thought. They both walked over to me and stood on either side of my head. Dad didn’t bother to jack off, just pushed his dickhead against my mouth and released. I stuck out my tongue to get a taste and he let the rest of his cum fall on my tongue.

I swallowed. I couldn’t help I t. I was my mother’s son. As soon as I finished with dad, Joe turned my head to face him and shot his cum a tme. It landed on my lips, cheeks, on my eyelashes, and some even went into my hair. I didn’t care. I happily licked my lips and lay down with a smile.

Dad said “You know your sister is coming home tomorrow. Maybe we can have a family plus one get- together”.



LOOK FOR PART TWO

It’s A Family Affair



"I'm home," yelled Matt, before charging up the stairs, adding over his shoulder, "I'm going straight to bed."

Anne, his mother, glanced at the clock. It was only just after 10pm, a bit early to be back from a date. She listened intently to Matt as he reached to the top of the stairs. The floorboards on the landing creaked under his weight as they always did. She heard him close his bedroom door behind him, and a few minutes later settle down on the bed. She knew she shouldn't, but she did – she went to the hallway, and then followed him up the stairs.

Matt was lying on his bed, naked. As soon as he'd got to his room and shut the door, he'd stripped off and thrown himself on the bed, looking forward to a good wank. Tonight had been so frustrating – yet again. He couldn't believe that at nineteen, almost twenty, he was still a virgin. He'd had a few hand jobs from girls over the last few years, even a couple of blow jobs, and had got his hands and mouth onto some very nice boobs, but that was it.

For the last three weeks he'd been going out with Sarah, a girl from College who had a bit of a reputation. Their relationship had developed pretty well, and he'd really felt sure that tonight was the night, especially after the not very subtle hints she'd dropped the previous evening, when she told him that her parents would be away. So he'd met her as planned for a drink, walked her home with a raging hard on in his jeans, full of expectation, only to find out that her period had come early.

After that, he couldn't even bring himself to go into her house with her, but had instead make his excuses and rushed home.

"What crap timing," he'd screamed to himself, as he headed home, "Crap, crap, crap."

Now all he wanted was some release. He made himself comfortable, lying on the bed, his back propped up by his pillows. He reached for his cock, stroking it, wondering if his size put girls off. His cock hung quite long when soft, but once erect it grew to just over eight inches, and was thick with it. Did girls talk about that sort of thing? Swap notes? He doubted it – anyway, with his experience (or lack of it!), what was there to talk about?

Anne had crept upstairs by now, being careful to avoid the creaky floorboards. She had made this journey so often over the last three months that she knew exactly where to tread. She stopped outside Matt's room, and after hesitating for only a second dropped to her knees, and peered through the keyhole. As always she felt guilty, but simply couldn't stop herself.

She felt so lonely, so frustrated. The twins had been born when she was only seventeen. Now, at thirty-seven, she felt she was still at her sexual peak. Until four months ago, that had been great. Sex had been great. But then, her husband of nineteen years had upped and walked out, no warning, nothing. Although still extremely attractive – she had always looked after herself - Anne had not met anyone else. For a while her only sources of relief had been her fingers or her toys – until she'd started watching her son.

Her mind wandered, thinking about when this had started. It was just three months ago. She had thought that Matt was still at College. She'd just got back from work, and wanted to get some washing done. She went up to his room to empty his laundry basket, expecting his room to be empty. Instead, he was on his bed, that enormous cock in his hand, a copy of Playboy next to him.

Anne thought back to this, to how red they'd both gone, to how she'd muttered something and had backed out of his room as quickly as possible, but never taking her eyes his cock. But she hadn't gone back downstairs, as she knew she should have done. After hesitating for only a second, she'd gone back, almost in a dream, and had peered through his keyhole. He was wanking again, this time lying back on the bed. What was he thinking? She watched as he came, great gushes of cum springing from his cock and landing on his belly.

After watching him cum, she'd rushed to her room and frantically masturbated, her fingers a blur as she brought herself off in record time, visions of her son's cock filling her mind. After that she couldn't get that sight out of her mind, couldn't get his cock out of her mind, and had crept back to watch again a few days later. Now it was almost every day. Now she needed this release, despite the increasing risks she found herself taking.

With a start she came back to the present, watching as Matt stroked his huge cock with one hand, cupping his balls with the other.

"God," she thought, gasping as she always did at his size, "He really takes after his Dad."

This brought more memories, more urges, flooding back. Without taking her eye away from the door, she slipped her hand up her short skirt, pushing her knickers to one side. She felt her hot pussy, the juices already flooding from her. She rubbed her clit, biting her lip to stop herself from crying out. She slipped her other hand under her top to grasp her naked breasts, to pinch and pull at her nipples.

His actions were becoming faster – too fast, so he slowed, wanting to make this last. His balls felt full in his hand. He rolled them around gently, and then squeezed them, enjoying the pain. He pulled his foreskin back hard, exposing the bulbous red head of his cock, already shiny with pre cum. He smeared the sticky liquid around his cock, running a finger down his length. He stroked his cock from top to bottom, watching carefully as his skin slid up and down. 

Anne pushed a finger, then two, inside her hot cunt, frigging herself, wanking in time to her son's movements, slowing down when he did, going faster when he did. Her other hand left her breasts, and slipped into her knickers, rubbing her clit with a circular motion. She felt so close to cumming, but she wanted to cum with Matt, to share with him albeit from the other side of the door, in secret.

She jumped as she saw Matt stand up. He stood at the side of the bed, his cock still in his hand. He took a few steps, and disappeared from her view. She held her pussy in her hand, rubbing softly while she waited for Matt to reappear, to start wanking again so that she could match his actions.

"He must be going to the mirror," she thought to herself.

She loved this. He would stand in front of the full length mirror wanking. She could enjoy looking at him in the mirror, seeing his fit, muscular body with his cock jutting out, and she could look at his firm ass, watching as his tight buttocks clenched together as he came. She rubbed her clit harder, and slipped her fingers back inside her hot cunt, anticipating what was to come.

The door flew open...

* * * * *

Kerry was so frustrated. She loved sex, and hadn't had any for almost a week. She was masturbating three, sometimes four, times a day. While that took the edge off things, it still wasn't enough.

She'd been a bit of a late starter when it came to sex. She wasn't sure why – she'd been brought up in a house were her parents seemed to be at it non-stop. But ever since her nineteenth birthday party, when she'd got off with a neighbours son - who was home from university and up for anything - it was like a dam had burst. She was still choosy about her partners, but once she had chosen and was sure of them, there was no stopping her.

But the last month or so had been exceptional.

It had all started when Jason joined her Psychology class at College. To say that he was a hunk would be an understatement. He was just over six feet tall, and looked muscular and well built. And judging by the bulge in his tight jeans, he was built all over. Kerry had taken one look at him, and had decided there and then that she wanted him – soon.

After class, she had followed him down to the refectory, and had made sure she was next to him in the queue. From there, it wasn't hard to get him to join her at a table. They chatted all through lunch, and got on really well. It was Jason who actually asked her out. 

"It couldn't be going better," she thought to herself, as she wandered off to her next lesson, deliberately swinging her hips as she waved to Jason over her shoulder.

That night she took great care in getting ready. She wore her red hair down around her shoulders, where it contrasted sharply with her pale skin. She stood naked, looking at herself in the full-length mirror, liking what she saw. She reached for her breasts, cupping them, enjoying their firmness, knowing they looked good. She looked down at her flat tummy, and at her pussy snuggling behind her red hair. She liked to keep it just long enough to mask her prominent lips and clit, but just short enough to be really provocative.

She decided to wear a tight, white tee shirt that seemed to mould itself to her body, emphasising the shape and fullness of her breasts. She thought about going braless, but decided not to because of the size of her breasts, and what the material rubbing on her nipples would do to them. So she compromised with a thin, seamless bra (and matching knickers) that got over these twin problems. She then wriggled into a red flared miniskirt, and slipped on some high-heeled sandals. A small amount of makeup and she was done.

"Mmm – well I'd want you," she told herself in the mirror, before grabbing her bag and heading for the stairs.

"See you later," she called out, as she left the house, heading for the local bar where she'd arranged to meet Jason.

Jason was early, and was waiting for Kerry when she arrived. They got a drink, and found a booth were they could talk. The evening flew by, as they talked about just about every topic under the sun. By the time it got to midnight they were sat next to each other, kissing passionately, their hands exploring. They left soon afterwards, heading for Jason's small flat around the corner.

Within seconds of bursting through the front door, and kicking it shut behind them, Kerry was on her knees, gratefully sucking Jason's cock into her mouth. His cock wasn't huge in length, about six inches long, but it was so thick it was all she could do to get her mouth around it. She licked and tasted him, loving the pre cum oozing from him, cradling his heavy balls in her hand.

He pulled her to her feet, dragging the tee shirt over her head, deftly undoing her bra. Now it was his turn to gasp as her firm, full breasts were exposed to him in all their glory. He held them, fondling them as he kissed her, their tongues deep inside each other. 

He led her to the bedroom, where they stripped each other, savouring each other's bodies. Then they fucked. He wasn't the best lover she'd ever had, but that cock stretched and filled her pussy like no other. She came over and over again, while he pumped his cum into her mouth, into her pussy, and finally over her breasts.

She eventually crept home at four o'clock in the morning, knowing that she would need him again very soon.

Fortunately, she had no lessons at College until after lunch. So, after a lie in and a long shower to wash away the dried juices from last night, she studied her wardrobe, deciding what to wear. She settled on a long sleeved, V-neck sweater, and a loose skirt that finished a few inches above her knees. Her sensitive nipples rubbed sensually against the material of her jumper, very quickly teasing them erect. She slipped on some white panties, but left her bra on the bed, enjoying the freedom, enjoying the feel of her jumper on her bare skin.

After her first lesson, she went looking for Jason, heading towards the corridor where his last lesson had been held. She was very aware of the looks she was getting, knowing she looked good. Her pussy was already wet with anticipation, wet with need. She saw him coming towards her, his height making him easy to spot.

"Hi babe," he greeted her, bending towards her for a lingering kiss.

She pulled him into a nearby classroom that was usually empty. They kissed again - hard, passionate kisses that made clear to both of them what they each wanted, what they needed. He reached down and cupped her firm ass in his hands, pulling her to him. She pressed her body against his, feeling the ridge of his cock through his clothes pressing into her pussy mound.

Easing apart slightly, she pulled his cock from his jeans, wanking him quickly as they kissed again, her small hand just about reaching around him. 

"Fuck me," she groaned, "Now."

She turned around and leant over a desk, offering herself to him. He quickly flicked her skirt up over her hips, and pulled the thin, wet material of her panties to one side. Her pussy was clearly visible, framed by her legs and ass, her red pubic hair already wet with her juices.

He drove into her, forcing his cock deep inside her body, filling her, stretching her just as she wanted. He fucked her hard, reaching inside her jumper to hold her naked breasts, to rub her hard little nipples. 

She loved his cock inside her, loved the waves of pleasure it sent through her as he pounded into her, filling her completely. She urged him on, telling him to fuck her harder and deeper.

Both of them were oblivious to all else, to the noise they were making, to what was going on in the corridor outside – to the door opening, and someone entering the room.

"Don't stop," he growled, as he started to undo his jeans.

They both jumped up with a start, Jason's cock falling out of Kerry.

"I said don't stop," he repeated, pulling his cock from his jeans, "Fuck her," he told Jason.

"Fuck me," Kerry yelled at Jason, demanding his cock back inside her, bending over the table to take it again.

Jason ploughed his cock back inside her, both of them looking at the intruder. They both recognised him – it was Bob Jeffrey, a geography teacher who used the classroom just down the corridor.

They both stared at his cock – it was incredibly long, but slender. It was rock hard, jutting out from his body almost obscenely such was its length. He advanced the few steps that separated them, and forced his cock into Kerry's open mouth, holding her hair and pulling her onto him.

He fucked her mouth hard, matching Jason's thrusts at the other end. Kerry reached up and held it, feeling the strength of it. Once she got used to the long cock in her mouth, and the way it was pushed into her deeper every time Jason slammed his cock into her from behind, she was in heaven. The sensations running through her were incredible. She had never done this before, but she wanted more.

She sensed that both men were about to cum, but she didn't care, they had already taken her so high she thought she could fly. She pushed back onto Jason, urging him on, and at the same time wanking Bob into her mouth, and squeezing on his balls. They both cried out as they came, Bob's cum gushing into her mouth, Jason holding his thick cock deep inside, taking her over the edge again.

She swallowed frantically, her legs feeling weak, her body used. Bob pulled his cock out of her hot mouth, and put it straight away in his jeans, still semi hard. He turned his back on them, and wrote something down. He handed the paper to Kerry.

"Be there at eight tonight," he said, adding "Both of you."

Then he left. They watched him go, both stunned by the last ten minutes, and not sure how to react. Jason pulled out of her, and held her to him, kissing her softly, tasting cum on her lips. They looked at the paper – it was an address for an apartment block a mile or so away.

"Do we go?" Jason asked. They both knew the answer.

They went that night, and ten minutes after arriving were naked with Bob on his huge bed. Ten minutes after that Kerry was cumming like she had never cum before, with Bob's long cock so deep inside her cunt that she thought it would burst out somewhere, her head turned sideways so that she could suck Jason at the same time.

Both their hands were clutching roughly at her breasts, pulling at her nipples. When they all came together it was like a floodgate bursting for her. She thought the waves of pleasure would never stop, leaving her feeling weak.

The next few hours were amazing for Kerry and Jason, as Bob led them through sex like they'd never had before. For Kerry, it was unbelievable what they did to her, leaving her wanting more – a lot more. Her ass lost it's virginity to Bob's long, thin cock – while Jason was fucking her pussy at the same time. Later, Bob even eased his cock into her pussy along side Jason's as he was fucking her, stretching her so much she thought she'd come apart, but urging them on such was her pleasure. She even sucked on Bob's cock while he went down on Jason.

And that was how it was for the next four weeks. She spent every moment she could with Jason, with Bob joining them two or three times a week for amazing sex, usually at his apartment, but sometimes in his classroom.

And then it all fell apart.

One day Bob announced his wife was due home from. What wife? The next day Jason told her it was over, he didn't like the city and was going back home. She was devastated, especially as Jason left almost immediately.

After so much wonderful sex, no wonder she felt so frustrated...

* * * * *

Anne started to fall backwards as the door flew open, but just about kept her balance. She stared up at Matt, his cock still jutting out proudly from his body, his full balls hanging below it. She could quite clearly see the veins running along its length, his pre cum shiny on its head. As her fingers instinctively pushed into her pussy, a small moan escaped her lips.

Matt, who thought he had heard a noise, stared down at his mother. She was kneeling on the floor in front of him. Her skirt was high up her shapely legs, her hand clearly inside her knickers. Her top was pulled up exposing a breast. He stared at her large, erect nipple, his cock stiffening even more. 

Neither spoke. But they did each take in the sight in front of them – seeing something they found extremely arousing, rather than someone they knew. Seeing something they wanted. Badly.

Anne moved first, edging forward on her knees, and taking Matt's cock into her mouth. It felt so good, so hard, so right. She held him in one hand, her fingers, still wet with pussy juice, sliding up and down his length as she sucked on him, as she drew more of him into her mouth. She cradled his balls with the other hand, massaging them gently. 

Matt groaned out load, holding her head to him, his hips moving against her. The sensations surging through him were far more intense than anything he'd ever felt before. He fucked his Mum's mouth harder, forgetting everything but his pleasure and his need.

She knew he would come quickly, but she didn't care. She wanted his cum, she wanted him to last longer the next time. She let go of his balls and slid her hand up his body, rubbing him, scratching his belly and chest. Her other hand ran around to his ass, pulling him to her, urging him to fuck her mouth harder. She pressed a finger between his cheeks, probing at him.

His groans got louder as he felt his orgasm building. His balls felt like they were on fire as he pumped into her wet mouth harder and harder, her lips sliding up and down his cock. He'd never been this hard, this long, before. With a cry he came, great spurts of cum pouring into her mouth.

Anne pulled away slightly, giving herself more room to accept his cum, to swallow it, to savour its taste. She cupped both his cheeks in her hands, holding him still as she licked his cock, and sucked on him gently, taking all the cum he had to offer. She stood up and kissed him, reaching down to caress his still hard cock, marvelling at his staying power, wanting him inside her.

She took his hand and led him to her bedroom.

She stood in front of him, and watched his face as she undressed. She unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs. She pulled her tee shirt over her head, pausing with her arms stretched above her, knowing what it did to her breasts, knowing it showed them off fully. She heard him gasp as he took in their size, took in her large, erect nipples. Then she slid her knickers down her legs, exposing her wet pussy, nestling behind her short pubic hair. She went to the bed, and held out her arms for him.




It’s A Family Affair



Matt stared at her. Her body was amazing – soft, voluptuous, womanly. Much, much sexier than the girls he'd glimpsed and groped with in the past. He moved to lie next to her on the bed, wanting this sexy woman, wanting to fuck her. He went to lie over her, but she eased him away.

"Soon," she murmured.

She took his hand and held it to her breast. Under her guidance he touched her and caressed her, feeling her breasts and nipples, taking in their size and beauty. He dipped his head and drew first one, and then the other, rubbery nipple into his mouth. He marvelled at the taste of her, the feel of her. He ran his hands, his lips, his tongue, all over her breasts and stomach, all over her soft flesh.

She pushed him down lower, guiding his head between her outstretched legs, urging him towards her aching pussy. He moved to kneel between her legs, looking down at her. Anne drew her knees up, and he gazed down at her pussy, her clit, her ass. His mouth hung open, and a moan escaped from his lips as he reached for her, wanting her.

She held his hand, and taking a finger, guided it to her pussy. He stroked down her wet slit, from top to bottom. He teased her pink, rubbery nub, poking out from behind its hood. He rubbed her soft, darker coloured pussy lips. He ran his finger all the way down to her tight ass, touching her puckered little hole, just as she had touched him. And she arched her back as he pushed his fingers into her hot, wet pussy.

He moved again to fuck her, put she reached for his face, pulling him towards her. He slipped off the end of the bed, and bent to kiss her, tentatively at first, but then harder. She held him tight, guiding his tongue, his lips, along her pussy where his fingers had been. She told him to suck on her, to lick her, to taste her.

She pushed herself against him roughly, groaning loudly as waves of pleasure washed over her, as his tongue worked on her. And they both gasped at the power of her orgasm as it took hold of her, a flush rising up through her body, her juices pouring from her into his mouth, and onto his face. She held him to her for a long time as her body came down form its high, but slowly released him, looking into his eyes.

As Matt climbed back onto the bed next to his Mum, he was still overawed by the power of Anne's orgasm, by the effect it was having on her. His cock was huge in front of him, painfully erect. He reached for it, but couldn't stop the inevitable as his cum shot out of him, long arcs of it landing on her legs and belly. He cried out with the ecstasy of his release, and with the agony of cumming then, when he wanted her so much.

She held him, reassuring him he would be hard again soon, enjoying the feel of his young, muscular body against her. Neither of them spoke after that, but they touched and kissed, caressed and licked each other, enjoying each other. And sure enough, Matt's cock grew hard in her hand once again. And this time they both new exactly what they wanted.

She lay on her back, taking him into her arms, guiding his rock hard cock into her. She gasped as he entered her, his cock stretching her pussy. He moaned as he felt her hot, wet pussy around him, holding his cock in a vice like grip. At her urging he moved slowly, sliding his cock in and out, savouring the moment. The sensations he felt where unbelievable, moving from his groin upward and outwards through his body. 

He longed to move faster, to fuck his Mum hard, but she slowed him down, wanting to make this last for both of them. Anne manoeuvred their bodies so that they could roll over, so that she was lying on top of him, her breasts squashed between them, her erect nipples poking into his chest, his hands holding her tight ass.

She moved her hips against him, fucking him. She knelt up, reaching out to put her hands on the headboard, her breasts swinging down above him. He reached for her breasts, cupping them in his hands, reaching further to suck and lick her nipples, making her cry out.

She moved her body up and down his cock, allowing almost the whole length to leave her body before pushing herself down hard, sending more waves of pleasure through both of them. He pushed his hips up, meeting her, fucking her.

She moved again, turning around before sliding back down his cock. She reached down and started to rub her own clit with one hand, cupping his balls with the other. She watched his thick, hard cock slide in and out of her pussy, his cock shiny with her juices, her lips stretched around him.

"Fuck me hard," she yelled at him, urging him on.

She pushed her ass back towards him, pushing down harder against his cock. He reached for her ass, pushing a finger inside her. His cock slammed into her time and time again, both of them crying out. She arched her back, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples, as she felt his cock deep inside her, and his cum pouring into her.

Her orgasm came to a peak at the same time, her pussy pulsing around him, holding him as his cum filled her, both of them crying out...

* * * * *

Kerry had had enough. She had deliberately stayed on at College late to try and catch up with the work she'd missed over the last four weeks, and to try and take her mind off her frustration. But it was really late now, and the library was closing. If she rushed she should just make the last bus.

The bus was empty, so she took a seat near the back for the short journey home. Her bag was on her lap, the motion of the bus rubbing it against her, setting her pussy off again. She glanced down at the driver to make sure he couldn't see anything, and then reached down to rub herself through her clothes. She could feel her panties getting wet straight away. Now she just wanted to get home, to be alone on her bed, her fingers at work.

Kerry walked to the front of the bus just before her stop, and waited by the driver. She jumped down as soon as the bus had stopped, and walked home as fast as she could. She let herself into the dark house, locking the door behind her. Everybody seemed too be in bed, so she crept straight upstairs, eager to get to her room. She could feel her pussy getting wetter with anticipation.

As she reached the top of the stairs, she hesitated.

"What was that?" she wondered out loud.

It was if someone had cried out. There it was again, this time longer, more drawn out. She stepped across to her Mum's room, and pushed the door open, stepping quietly inside. She stopped, shocked at what she saw.

Her Mum was sat on the bed, her head thrown back, holding her big breasts in her hands, rubbing her nipples. She was sat on someone, a man, with her back to him, his thick cock clearly buried in her pussy. She was moaning out loud. All that Kerry could think was how incredibly sexy her Mum looked.

Kerry stood staring, unable to move, her pussy throbbing, her juices wetting her knickers even more. The man moved.

"That was wonderful," he murmured, sitting up.

Kerry screamed. It was Matt, her twin brother, fucking their Mum.

Matt sat bolt upright. Anne's eyes flew open. They both stared at Kerry. For long seconds no one moved.

Then Kerry did, unable to resist what she saw anymore. She stepped forward to the side of the bed, Matt and her Mum watching her. She reached for Matt's now soft cock, nestling between her Mum's legs. She held it, caressing it, and bent to kiss her Mum, her other hand reaching for her breasts, her mind made up.

"Can anyone play?" she asked.

Anne knelt up, offering her breasts to her daughter as she reached for them. Kerry cupped them in her hands, feeling their weight, their softness, sub-consciously comparing them to her own. Matt wriggled away from his Mum, climbing off the bed to move behind his sister. He kissed her neck, slipping his arms around, his hands cupping her breasts through her blouse, her nipples already erect. 

She turned her head and they kissed, a slow kiss that built rapidly as their tongues pressed against each other's lips, and into their mouths. Anne pressed forward against them, pulling Kerry's blouse apart, pulling her bra off to expose her breasts. Kerry sighed with pleasure as Matt's hands moved back to her naked breasts, cupping them, tweaking her painfully erect nipples.

She sighed again as Matt's hands were replaced by Anne's mouth, by her tongue, sucking on her nipples, drawing her breasts into her mouth. The pleasure intensified as Matt dropped to his knees behind her, kissing her back, easing her skirt and panties down, then kissing her ass, soft kisses that sent a tingle through her. 

She held her Mum to her, urging her to suck harder on her breasts. She felt her brothers wet tongue run down between her cheeks, and she pushed her ass out to him as his tongue probed at her puckered hole. She felt Matt's hard cock along the crack of her ass when he stood up, holding her tight against him before leading her to the bed.

She lay down, watching as her Mum and brother joined her, one each side. They all kissed, the kisses those of lovers. She reached for Matt's cock on one side of her, taking Anne's nipple into her mouth when it was offered to her from the other side. She felt hands all over her, on her breasts, tweaking her nipples, running over her legs and stomach, and down to her pussy, which ached for release.

She felt her Mum's fingers softly rubbing her pubic mound, slipping down to her hard little clit, rubbing it gently from side to side. Matt's fingers were at her pussy at the same time, and she felt them enter her, easing into her hot, wanton pussy. She cried out as he started to fuck her with his fingers, while their Mum rubbed her clit harder, faster.

She sucked harder on the soft breast at her mouth, wanking Matt's growing cock at the same time, reaching out to run her other hand over Anne's soft flesh. There were hands and mouths everywhere, sucking and kissing, touching and caressing, most of them intent on bringing Kerry to an orgasm as quickly as possible. 

Her body was on fire, her breathing harsh as her body tensed and then relaxed as pleasure washed over her, through her. Anne's soft lips on hers muffled her cries as they all held each other tight.

She knew she wanted more, that they all wanted more, but for now they lay together, gently touching each other. No one made the next move – it just happened.

Kerry had been stroking Matt's cock, feeling it grow in her hand, feeling it's strength, wanting it inside her. Anne leant over and kissed her daughter's firm breasts, licking and teasing her erect nipples, enjoying her as much as she had already enjoyed her son. Matt was soon touching both of them, their breasts, their pussies, wanting them both.

Kerry pushed Matt onto his back, moving down to suck his cock into her mouth. Anne knelt at the bottom of the bed, reaching between his legs to cradle his balls, and finger his ass. She watched as Kerry moved into a 69 position, lowering her pussy onto Matt's face, never letting his cock slip from her mouth.

Matt gazed up at his sister's wet pussy. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. As she took his cock into her mouth again, her hips moved lower, pressing her pussy to his face. He licked along her slit, just as he'd licked his Mum's earlier. She tasted so sweet. He sucked on her, feeling her pressing harder against him, wanting more. He rubbed his lips and tongue across her clit, holding her ass and pulling her onto him.

The twins sucked and licked at each other, tasting each other. Anne moved from one to the other, caressing and kissing, using her fingers and her mouth on their sexy young bodies. She moved away from the bed for a minute, and went to a draw. She pulled a chair across the room and sat at the side of the bed, her feet on the chair, her legs drawn up to expose her wet pussy.

She switched on the large vibrator she'd got from the draw and plunged it straight into herself, moaning at the immediate sensations of pleasure that ran through her. Kerry and Matt both turned towards her, drawn by the noise. As they continued to suck and lick each other, they watched Anne fuck herself.

They watched as she pressed the toy deep inside herself, and hold it there with her thighs while she squeezed her breasts tight, pinching her nipples. And they watched while she fucked herself harder, while she pressed the wet toy onto her clit, while she pressed it lower against her tiny puckered hole before sliding it back deep inside her aching pussy. And they watched while her body trembled as her self-induced orgasm shot through her.

Anne sat back gasping, her eyes closed, her thighs clenched tightly together, prolonging her pleasure as long as possible. When she opened her eyes, her twins were still watching her, still taking in the changes that had come over her as her orgasm rushed through her.

"Fuck her," she whispered to Matt, "Fuck Kerry, fuck her hard."

She wanted to see them do it, she wanted to see Matt pleasure Kerry with that huge cock of his.

Kerry climbed off Matt, and lay on the bed beside him. Anne watched closely as he swung a leg over Kerry, and knelt above her, his cock rock hard and still glistening where she'd been sucking on him. Matt seemed enormous as he towered over her, his muscular body contrasting with her slender, pale body. She thrust her breasts up at him, showing him their firmness, her hard nipples. 

"Fuck me then," she moaned to Matt, "Do what Mum says."

He bent towards her, his cock resting at the entrance to her pussy. The angry red head seemed to glow against her pale wet flesh, against her swollen pussy lips. Anne moved onto the bed along side them, and reached for Matt's cock. She stroked along his length, feeling his size and strength. She rubbed the head along Kerry's pussy, and then watched it stretch her, watched it disappear into her body.

Kerry reached for them both, crying out as Matt's cock filled her completely. It felt thicker than even Jason's, longer than Bob's. Her pussy seemed to be moulding itself around him, closing up as he slipped his cock slowly out of her, and then opening up around him as he ploughed it back inside her, reaching deeper with every stroke. Her body was on fire, the heat rising in her pussy and spreading throughout her body.

She reached for him, pulling him to her, pushing her hips up to meet his powerful thrusts. They moved as one, faster and faster. Their cries filled the room. Anne watched, touching them both, caressing them, wanting them. 

Kerry could take no more as her orgasm hit her fully. She sobbed with pleasure as it washed through her, her pussy gripping Matt's cock, throbbing around him. Matt cried out seconds later as his cock seemed to swell up and then burst, his cum gushing into his sister. He drove his cock deep into her and held it there as they clung to each other, showering kisses across each other's face. 

They lay still for ages, their Mum beside them, stroking and kissing them. Eventually they slept, the three of them in each other's arms, their naked bodies pressed close together.

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Matt stirred first, awoken by the sun shining in through the window. As he woke up, for a moment he couldn't remember where he was, but the memories soon came flooding back as he felt his Mum and sister naked beside him, their warm, sexy bodies pressed to him. As it all came back to him, a wide smile spread over his face. He pulled them both tighter to him, reliving last night in his mind, wondering where all this would lead.

He got up and went to the bathroom, trying to be careful not to disturb Anne and Kerry. When he returned, they were awake – and kissing, their hands holding other's breasts, their nipples already reacting to their touches. 

"Morning," he called out, moving quickly to the bed to join them,

They didn't reply, except to reach out to touch him, and to kiss him. Kerry gave him a lingering kiss, and then took her turn in the bathroom. When she returned five minutes later, the sight that greeted her set her pussy off straight away, her juices springing from her.

Anne was on her back, stretched out naked across the bed, her arms above her head, her breasts thrust upwards. Matt was on top of her, his cock clearly inside her, fucking her. He was sucking on her erect nipples, nipping them with his teeth, licking them. His knees were drawn up at their Mum's side, his bum high in the air, driving his cock down into her.

Kerry moved and stood behind Matt, watching his cock pumping into Anne, watching his balls swinging, banging against her. She could see his tight hole between his buttocks, almost winking at her as he clenched his cheeks together each time he slid his cock into their Mum.

Her hand ran over her body, over her breasts, pausing to tweak and pinch her nipples, over her stomach and down to her pussy. She slipped her finger inside herself, savouring her hot wetness. She started to rub her clit gently, but stopped, her eyes' drawn to the still open draw across the room.

She went across, and pulled the draw further open. There were all sorts of things in there – four or five more vibrators, some balls, even a strap on dildo. She played with the balls in her hand, and then slowly pushed one, then another, inside herself, all the while watching the others. She moved from one foot to the other, feeling the balls move about inside her, loving what they did to her.

She picked up the strap on, wondering about who had used it on who. Glancing across, she saw Anne looking at her, saw her deliberately move her hand across Matt's back to his ass. Kerry eye's opened wide as she realised what her Mum wanted her to do, what she wanted to do. 

She quickly did the straps up around herself. The plastic cock was quite short and thin, but seemed to stick straight out of her pussy. She picked up a tube of KY jelly from the draw, and smoothed it around her cock, feeling the hard ridges along its length. She smeared more KY on her finger, and then climbed carefully onto the bed behind Matt, the balls inside her pussy sending pulses of pleasure into her as she moved.

Matt had watched Kerry with the strap on, but only now did he fully realise what she intended doing. He tensed as she knelt behind him. Anne saw this and eased him away from her. She reached down and pulled his cock out of her, feeling the slick wetness of her juices along his length. She rolled over, Matt still kneeling over her. She reached behind her back, and pulled his cock down towards her firm ass. 

"Come on son," she urged him, "Do it to me."

She pulled her cheeks apart, exposing herself to him. He gazed down at her tight brown hole, already wet where her pussy juices had ran between her cheeks. He held his throbbing cock head to her, pushing down. At first nothing happened, but then Anne opened her body to him, and he slipped inside her. Matt moved slowly against her, sliding deeper with each thrust. She was so tight around his cock he felt he could cum at any moment. He lay down on Anne, his cock buried in her, slowing his movements to make it last.

As he lay down, he felt Kerry touching him, her finger sliding inside him. His cock jerked as she fucked him gently, and then jerked again as the cold cock strapped to her body replaced her finger.

He felt the pressure of her pressing against him, and then of her sliding into him, deeper than he thought possible. 

Kerry fucked his ass slowly, keeping in time with his movements inside their Mum. Anne had reached underneath her body, and was sliding her finger up and down her pussy, rubbing softly at her clit. The balls inside Kerry's body were moving around as she pushed her hips forward onto Matt, all of them moving slowly, gently, all of them feeling the climaxes building inside themselves, building inside each other.

Matt began thrusting harder into his Mum, needed the release that only cumming could give him. Kerry matched his thrusts, loving the way the end of the dildo rubbed against her as well, the way the balls rolled around inside her hot pussy. She rubbed her nipples with one hand, holding onto Matt's hip with the other. Anne thrust two fingers inside her own pussy, taking herself over the edge.




It’s A Family Affair



Their climaxes all merged into one as they cried out, as they felt the pleasure running through their bodies, through each other. They fell onto the bed, gasping for breath, holding onto each other. 

Matt moved first, helping Kerry to take off the strap on, before watching as she slipped the balls out of her pussy. Anne held them both to her, all of them touching and kissing. Once they were all calmer she suggested a shower, and then breakfast.

"Who wants to go first then?" asked Matt.

"All of us of course," said Anne.

The twins had forgotten the big double shower in the en-suite bathroom. They had probably been about ten when they'd last been in it together, after getting muddy playing in the back garden. This time it would be different.

Anne led the way, Kerry behind her, leading Matt by the cock. The shower was like two cubicles together, with showerheads at each end. Anne switched both on, and turned to look at her children while the water heated up. They were stood holding hands, talking softly, touching each other from time to time. She went over to them and held them close, all of them enjoying the feel of the each other's naked flesh. 

They showered together, washing each other. Anne stood in the middle while Matt washed her back, and Kerry her front. They washed her slowly, running their soapy hands over every part of her sexy body. Kerry rubbed her nipples softly, smoothing her hands over Anne's breasts, savouring the feel of them. She washed her pussy, feeling Matt's hands washing her bum as they both reached down low.

Then they moved so that first Kerry and then Matt could be washed. Anne joyously ran her hands over their firm bodies, sucking on both their nipples when she had finished washing their fronts. When they were finished washing, she knelt down and kissed Kerry's pussy, running her tongue along the pink slit, sucking her lips into her mouth. She rubbed her clit with her tongue, before pushing her tongue inside. Kerry held her head, pushing her pussy onto her Mum's mouth, onto her tongue.

Putting her hand behind her, Anne reached for Matt's cock. It was rock hard again. He moved around so that she could reach him more easily. She stroked his cock, and then started to wank him with long pulls on his cock, stretching his skin back and forth. Matt leant forward and drew Kerry's ripe nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking on her tasty body.

Kerry ran her hand down to her clit, rubbing herself vigorously with a circular motion. It was all too much again – her finger on her clit, the tongues and mouths on her pussy and breasts – and she came, pulling her Mum and brother to her, forcing their mouth's onto her body, her fingertip pressing hard onto her clit. Matt moved to muffle her cries with his mouth, his lips pressed hard to hers, his tongue exploring passionately. 

As Kerry recovered, they all moved out of the shower. Matt held Anne by the hips and helped her sit on the edge on the vanity unit, her body still wet from the shower. Matt stepped in between her legs and slipped his cock inside her. Her pussy was running with her juices, and he slid in easily, penetrating her deeply. Her fucked her quickly, both of them on the verge of cumming after being with Kerry.

Kerry crossed the room to them, bending to kiss Anne's erect nipples, to touch her breasts, while her other hand was on Matt's ass, pulling him onto their Mum. She urged him to fuck Anne harder, and then watched as Anne and Matt cried out themselves, all three of them clinging together, satisfied for now.

They stepped back into the shower, before drying each other off and slipping into the terry towelling gowns they all tended to use. They went downstairs to breakfast together, laughing together, acting like the lovers they were.

Over a breakfast of cereal and fruit juice they chatted some more, but gradually fell quiet. They were all thinking about the last twelve hours, doubts creeping into their minds. They thought about what had happened, wondering about how and why it had happened. And should it have happened.

Anne spoke first.

"What do we do know?" she wondered out loud.

Matt glanced at Kerry, taking in the look on her face.

He held out his hands to both of them. They reached across and took his hands in theirs...

...and happily followed him towards the stairs. 



It's A Family Tradition



Copyright ©, 2003: All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved.

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When we marry, we get introduced to a new set of family traditions. Usually, they're not all that different from those in your own family, nor are they such big deals. Like, what side dishes are served for the Thanksgiving Dinner - green bean casserole, or creamed onions? Or, which sports teams claim your loyalty? Sometimes, though, there are family traditions that are decidedly unusual, and come as a shock to the non- traditional spouse. Such was the case for me last summer, even though I have known my wife, Callie, for ten years, seven of them married to her.

In the early nineties, Callie attended Radcliffe College for women, and I was at Harvard, in Cambridge, Massachusetts. She came from Georgia, while I went east from a suburb of Chicago. In our senior year, we met and fell in love. After graduation, we lived together for two and a half years, while I went on to Harvard Law School, and Callie worked for WGBH, local public television station. We adopted the contemporary 'Friends' culture of group apartment living, wearing jeans and sweatshirts, and not paying much attention to the family back home. That lasted until I got my law degree, and Callie had an offer to promote her career in television production down in Augusta, GA, her hometown. We got married, and I accepted a junior partner position with a law firm down there. In retrospect, both the TV job and the law partnership were part of the largesse bestowed upon us by Callie's parents, who are pretty well off. 

Life has been good, and neither of us has regretted abandoning the bohemian life of the big city dumpy apartment for the predictable routine in a suburban tract house. My law practice grew nicely, and Callie established herself with a local radio and TV network station. We have settled into a comfortable phase of our lives as thirty-somethings, and we're trying to do all the necessary things to keep ourselves looking and feeling young - diet, exercise, and frequent sex. My parents are retired in Sun City, Arizona, so we have infrequent contact, but we are quite close to Callie's family, not only geographically, but socially.

Callie is the youngest of three daughters, now aged 39, 36, and 32. She was the only one who went to college. Both Marla Penny, the oldest, whom we call Sissy, and Tanya Pauline opted to marry their high school steadies. They got a head start on Callie and me in producing grandchildren, and my nieces and nephews are well into their teens. We are known affectionately as 'the younguns,' by Callie's parents and her aunts and uncles. The nieces and nephews have nicknamed us 'the hunk and the fox,' which is pretty ego flattering. 

Like all tight families, they are rich in traditions, especially her mother's side, the Powells. Callie told me that it was her grandmother who instituted the philosophy that all the Powell women should be proud of their feminine heritage. So much so, that, for the last three generations, every daughter and niece from the Powell lineage has a middle name beginning with P. Also, all the married women have retained their family last name, rather than take their husbands' names. So, we call my mother Momma Powell, and my wife and I get introduced as Carrie Powell Taylor and Sam Tonnelli. I tell you all this so that you can understand the objectives of an unusual Powell/Taylor family tradition, to which I was introduced late last spring. Here's what happened:

I was already in bed, reading a mystery novel, waiting for Callie to complete her nightly feminine things in the bathroom of our master bedroom suite. The day had been good, and I was feeling relaxed and mellow. Callie turned the light out in the bathroom and bounced up on the bed, kneeling in front of me. She was wearing the short silk nighty that I had given her recently, for no reason other than I thought that she would look sexy in it. One of her best attributes, and for which I love her dearly, is her boundless, childlike energy. That, and the fact that she enjoys sex more than any other woman I've ever met. I call her Cat as a nickname. 

"Hiya, big boy," she said. "Ya wanna peak down the front of my nighty?" Then she blocked my view by leaning forward and kissing me.

I pushed her away and teasingly tugged the neckline of her garment lower. "I can see clearly now," I began to sing. She laughed, and the novel, her nighty, and my lounging pants were tossed aside in favor of some adult recreation. See what I mean about Cat?

Afterward, Callie lay on my chest, twisting my pubic hairs in circles. I was exploring her backside and hip with my arm under her body. 

A very mellow and satisfying night, I thought. It seemed the right time for me to begin a conversation.

"When's the family reunion at your folks' place going to be, sweetheart? Usually, by this time, Sissy has begun giving dozens of orders as to who brings what, and when, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera."

"Oh, that's going to be the two weeks after the Fourth of July. She called me last Monday. But we're not going. Well, that is, not the first week."

"What do you mean, we're not going, Cat? Every year, for the last nine or ten, you have said that it is unthinkable for us to miss the Taylor/Powell family summer reunion. What's come up that would make you want to miss it this year?"

"What has come up, darlin', is Sue Ann's eighteenth birthday. You do remember your niece, Sue Ann, don't you? Sissy's oldest child?"

"Of course I do, Cat. She's kind of quiet, but she's becoming a very good-looking girl. When I last saw her, she was developing a dynamite figure. She takes after her mother, so if she's now eighteen, she must have those great Taylor boobs and tight ass."

Callie bounced up on her knees and looked at me, eyes sparkling with sexy ideas. "You naughty boy! Are you lusting after Sue Ann's body? For your information, though, the Taylor girls' figures come from my momma's side of the family, not the Taylors. In any case, I'm glad that you find Sue Ann attractive. If she weren't sexy and attractive, it might be a problem."

"Cat, what are you talking about? Why would there be a problem if Sue Ann weren't good looking? And why does her eighteenth birthday prevent us from going to see your folks and the rest of the family? Even I have become attached to the tradition."

"Sam Tonnelli, will you please calm down and listen to me? First of all, we will go to see Momma and Papa. Bur first, we'll drive to Sissy and Travis' house. They're going to take their son Jarrod to Kiawah island. You and I will be taking Sue Ann with us to the Powell family cabin in Piney Woods for the first week, then join the family on the island the second week."

"I love that place in Piney Woods, Cat. It's so secluded and peaceful. We've had some sexy times up there when we escaped by ourselves. But you said that we have to take Sue Ann with us. What's such a big deal about eighteenth birthdays there for Powell and Taylor girls?"

"All the Powell girls, including us Taylors, are taken to my granddaddy Powell's place in Piney Woods on their eighteenth birthday. It's been a tradition that goes back to my Powell great-aunts. And now Sue Ann is the first of the next generation to be old enough to continue the tradition."

"And what tradition is that, Cat?"

"Well, my momma's family doesn't make much public mention of this tradition, but when a Powell girl like Sue Ann reaches her eighteenth birthday, she selects special kinfolk to take her to the old family cabin and initiate her into womanhood. I can still remember my eighteenth birthday, when I went there. I was initiated by my Uncle Jake and Aunt Jessie. It was quite an experience."

"Just what do you mean 'initiate into womanhood,' Cat? Do all the girls go through some sort of rite of passage on their eighteenth birthday?"

"Exactly. In Georgia, when a girl reaches eighteen, she is legally an adult, and can engage in consensual adult activities. The way my momma and grandmomma Powell explained it to me was that an experienced man, rather than some ignorant, clumsy boy, should introduce a girl to those activities. And there would also be an experienced woman there to, you know, sort of coach her in learning all the right moves."

"You're talking about the birthday girl engaging in sex, in that cabin, right? And you say you did it with your Uncle Jake, with Aunt Jessie coaching? That's incredible, Cat."

"Well, lover, just how did you think I learned all those little things I do that you like so much? Think of how many inexperienced girls are left to learning things from young boys who are as inexperienced as they are. The Powell family tradition just insures that each daughter will enjoy sex a lot more, and will be a great partner. Some day our daughter will continue that tradition, although she'll probably have to pick one of her older cousins. By then, her uncles will be a might too old, but you never can tell."

"Wow! This blows my mind, Cat. Why didn't you confer with me before you made these plans with Sissy? How do you know I want any part of this?"

"Oh, come on, Sam. Why would a guy like you, who is so good in the sack, and, I might add, who appreciates his nooky a lot, ever want to pass up an opportunity to get into a nubile, eager eighteen year old's body? And besides, you should consider it an honor that Sue Ann chose you. Well, technically, you and me, but I don't think Sue Ann thought much about which aunt. I know I didn't when I chose Uncle Jake. Let me tell you, he was some stud in those days."

"You say Sue Ann picked me. Did she get to choose, or was Sissy deciding for her, like she commandeers everything else?"

"Well, an important decision like this deserves some parental input, but I'm sure that Sue Ann had the final choice of partner. So tell me you won't disappoint her, Sam. Speaking from experience, you've never let me down." She giggled. "Or should I say, you've always been up for me?"

"And you have no problem, Cat, with my screwing your niece? Isn't that cheating on you?"

"Don't you get it, Sam? That's why it won't be a problem. With me there, and even participating, how can it possibly be called cheating? But let me tell you, darlin', once we're out of that cabin, don't even fantasize about Sue Ann. That's the way the family tradition operates. Just this one week, and from then on she's your niece, that's all. However, Tanya and Paul's daughter Melissa is seventeen, so you could get lucky again next year. Now, let's go to sleep, and we'll discuss this some more tomorrow."

We concluded our discussion the next day, with Callie convincing me that she really wanted me to go through with this bizarre family tradition. She was excited about the prospect of being on the mature end of the deal this time, and began making lists of things to bring and do to help Sue Ann get really initiatedinto womanhood. During the six weeks before the vacation, I eventually came around to supporting the initiation concept, even working up some of my own ideas for spicing up the event.

When the second week of July finally arrived, we left work early on Friday and drove to Sissy and Travis' house. Sue Ann met us in the driveway and put her duffel bag into the back of our Explorer. She smiled shyly at me, and blushed, no doubt imagining what lay in store for her that week. Sissy took me aside and gave me a big hug, pressing those magnificent breasts of hers into me, and whispered into my ear.

"I've told Sue Ann everything she needs to know, Sam. And don't worry about the virgin thing; she told me she's done it twice already. Oh, remind her to take her pill each morning. That's still new to her, and she may forget. God, she's so lucky to have a hunk like you for her initiation. Anytime you want some variety from Callie's tits and snatch, you call ole Sissy, you hear?"

"Sometime, Sissy, I must take your Momma Powell-Taylor aside, and ask her what she did to make her daughters have such an appetite for sex," I said to her. Sissy laughed, and then went to give Sue Ann a good-bye hug, along with Travis.

The drive from Augusta to Piney Woods takes about an hour and a half, and we arrived at the Powell family cabin late in the afternoon. The cabin was built before the Great Depression, and is one of those classic rustic vacation cottages.It overlooks a small lake, which has some of the best bass fishing I've ever known. A private road off of the county highway leads to the cabin. It is sited on the side of a hill that slopes down to a boat dock on the lake. There is a carport under a screened porch that runs the entire width of the cottage. The floor plan is very simple. Off the screened porch is the great room, with a native stone fireplace in the center, and a large bedroom on the side. In the rear are the kitchen and the new addition of the nineties, a bathroom with toilet and shower. The path to the old privy is still visible, but the woods have pretty much taken over. There is a sleeping loft above the great room, which the kids love, not only to sleep in, but to rummage through all the old stuff stored up there over the past seventy-five years.

While Callie worked in the kitchen, putting the groceries into the cupboards and beverages in the refrigerator, Sue Ann helped me unload the car. She took her bag up the loft stairs, out of habit of coming here many times as a kid. Callie noticed Sue Ann going up to the loft, and scolded her.

"Sue Ann, that loft is where the little kids sleep! You're an adult now, so go and put your things in the big bedroom. This is your special week, and that's the place of honor."

"But, Aunt Callie," Sue Ann protested. "Where will you and Uncle Sam sleep?"

Callie had come out of the kitchen by then, and she held Sue Ann's head in her hands and kissed her forehead. "Why, honey child, Sam and I will be sleeping with you. And, please, no more Aunt and Uncle stuff. Adults call each other by their first names. Now, start unpacking, you two, while I finish in the kitchen. Sam, have you lit the pilot light for the water heater?"

I confirmed that I had, and informed her that there could be hot showers in about two hours. Callie suggested that the three of us spend that time with a swim in the lake, and then grill some steaks for a late supper. I got into my trunks and went down to the dock to drag the diving raft out to anchor it beyond the shallow waters around the dock where the bottom drops off. By the time I got the raft in place and was testing the diving board, Callie and Sue Ann arrived at the dock. They were wearing skimpy bikinis that Callie had bought over the Internet especially for this week. Our intention was to have Sue Ann become comfortable with her body being exposed to us two.

Callie was wearing a hot pink bikini, very tiny, with a top that was just two triangles tied together at the back and neck. It covered her nipples and not much more of her 36C breasts. Cat has worn bikinis at other times, but this one was the most daring I had ever seen on her. Sue Ann's all white bikini was more modest than Cat's but it was obvious that she had inherited the Powell women's attributes of melon-sized breasts with large nipples, and voluptuous hips and ass, all over long, shapely legs. An outstanding combination.

"Ladies, you look terrific!" I exclaimed. "Cat, you picked some winners in your on-line shopping. And, Sue Ann, you definitely are not the skinny little girl anymore. You look just like your mother, and I've been ogling her body for a long time. Now, I get to ogle yours."

Sue Ann blushed, but her eyes sparkled with appreciation of my compliment. She giggled, and said, "Well, Unc, er, that is, Sam, if you want to ogle something, wait until Callie comes out to the raft, and you see what the back of her bikini looks like. If you can see it, that is."

Sue Ann and Callie climbed down the ladder at the end of the dock and waded out to the raft, carrying towels, sun tan lotion, and a drinks cooler. When Callie climbed onto the platform, I was rewarded with a view of her ass cheeks, fully bare. Her bikini bottom was a full thong, with just a thin pink cord forming a T from her hips down through the crack in her ass. I had never seen Callie quite so risqué in front of other people. 

A number of ideas danced through my head when I thought about what was expected of me this week, and I felt my cock begin to stiffen. Callie noticed the bulge in my trunks, and grinned at me. "Sam, I do believe that you're getting a little excited," she said. "Sue Ann, take a look at what we've done to the man in your week." 

That kind of talk only made my cock swell more. There was no way that I could hide my arousal, other than dive off the raft to cool off. Sue Ann stared at my trunks, and smiled before licking her lips. Then Callie's eyes caught mine, and, like most loving couples, she communicated her thoughts with just a look and a Mona Lisa-like smile.

We swam, dived, and soaked up the sun on the raft for about an hour. Once we were back at the cottage, we took showers and changed before supper. It was about 8:00 when the steaks were grilled. We ate our dinner on the table inside, but had our dessert of ice cream on the porch, to watch the setting sun. 

By the time we finished, Sue Ann was quite at ease with Callie and me. She suggested that we wash and dry the dishes together as a way of getting to know each other better. I washed, while Callie dried and handed the plates and flatware to Sue Ann to put away. We completed our chores, and I remarked how lucky I was to have two beautiful women working with me.

"Thank you, Sue Ann, for asking Callie and me to celebrate your eighteenth birthday with you. This is my first introduction to the family tradition as well."

Sue Ann lowered her eyes and spoke very softly. "I told Momma that I wanted you and no one else, Sam. I like you and Callie very much, and I want this to be a week that I will remember all my life."

At that moment I felt very attached to Sue Ann, and I was determined to do everything I could to make her wish come true. "And Cat and I want the same for you as well, Sue Ann. Will you let me give you your first adult kiss right now?"

Sue Ann blushed, and hesitated. She looked at Callie, confused as to what to do. Callie gently pushed her toward me, smiling her encouragement to Sue Ann. "Put your arms around his neck, honey, and slightly open your mouth when he kisses you. Sam will do the rest."

Sue Ann obeyed, and I embraced my niece. Her breasts rubbed against my chest, while my left leg nestled between her thighs. I began my kiss lightly, letting both of us become familiar with each other's lips. Sue Ann responded, closing her eyes and letting her fingers slip into my hair. I pulled her tightly against my body, and began to make circles on her back with my hands. While her lips were still puckered, expecting more kissing, I began to concentrate on her lower lip, licking and sucking it tenderly. I interspersed that with some tongue exploration, teasing the tip of her tongue inside her mouth. This was a new form of kissing for her. After the initial surprise, she enjoyed its pleasurable sensations, and she pulled my head into her face, signaling for more.

Kissing like that always gives me an erection, and Sue Ann felt my hardness press against her. I wanted her to know that she could arouse me, and I shifted her body so that my stiffening cock was pressing against her pubic region. At the same time, I slid my hands down her back until my fingers were holding the cheeks of her ass, pulling her body harder into mine. Sue Ann responded by digging her nails into my back and mewing soft moans of pleasure. I didn't want this to go too quickly, so I slowed things down and finally broke off the soul kiss.




It's A Family Tradition



"Oh, wow, Sam!" Sue Ann exclaimed. "That was great. Do you want to go the bedroom right now and stick it in me? That's what Robbie and Lance did, when I let them start hot kissing. We did it in their cars, and it felt OK, but not what I expected."

I looked in dismay at Cat. She gave me that 'can you believe it?' look. It finally became clear what the family tradition was all about, and I got it. I thought of how expert and imaginative Callie is when she makes love, and I made a mental note to express my gratitude to her Uncle Jake. I put my arms around Sue Ann and lightly kissed her lips. 

"No, Sue Ann, when I kissed you just now, it wasn't meant to rush you right off to bed. It was an expression of my attraction to you, and to give you some sensual pleasure. What you experienced with those two boys was not even close to what sex is meant to be. A woman deserves a lot more than that from her partner, so please try to forget those clumsy attempts." I looked into Cat's eyes, and she smiled lovingly at me. "This week, Callie and I are going to show you several ways of having sex in which a woman can get much pleasure from her partner."

Sue Ann looked at me. "You mean like different positions for you to fuck me."

I looked at Callie, and my eyes communicated that I wished Cat would reply. She stood next to Sue Ann and kissed her neck. "No, honey. What Sam is trying to tell you is that having a man's cock in a woman is just one way that she can be pleasured. We're going to show and teach you lots more than that."

I looked gratefully at Cat, and then continued. "Cat's right, Sue Ann. A woman's body and mind are wonderfully equipped, both physiologically and emotionally to express her sexuality in a number of ways. Actually, intercourse with a man is one of the more difficult ways to achieve an orgasm. And that should be every woman's goal when she has sex, Sue Ann. At least one orgasm, if not more. And sex is really great when you're having lots of fun doing it, not working at it."

"You mean that sex should be like playing?" Sue Ann asked.

"When adults play while enjoying sex, honey, they are at their happiest," Callie replied. Callie looked at me, a grin on her face. "Sweetheart, you mentioned something at supper about having some adult playtime this evening. Why don't we get started right now?"

I looked at Sun Ann and smiled. "Are you ready to play, Sue Ann?" She grinned and nodded.

"Well then, ladies, let's get started. Callie, you weren't the only one who went shopping on the Internet for special things for this weekend. Let's go into the bedroom. We're going to turn it into a tattoo parlor."

The girls giggled, and followed me into the bedroom. They became very curious after I showed them the package of temporary tattoo sheets that I had ordered over the Internet. There were flowers, butterflies, Chinese characters, armbands, belly button circlets, and lower back patterns in the tattoo assortment. I went to get cotton swabs, paper towels, and a bowl of warm water, according to the directions from the supplier. 

"OK, ladies. It's my game, so I get to make the rules. Here's how the game will be played. For the first round, we'll all go topless and practice on each other's arms, to get the hang of applying the tattoos. Then on the next round, each person will be tattooed on the backside - a composite design of a shoulder, lower back, and a cheek. For that, you have to lose your panties or, in my case, my shorts. Then on the last round, when we're all nude, we'll tattoo a breast, the belly button, and finally, under the bikini line. Callie, I think that you should start each round as the person who is tattooed, then Sue Ann, and then me. On the first round, Sue Ann will apply your tattoo, while you sit or lie in my lap. Then we'll alternate on the next round, and so forth." 

"This is going to be fun, Sam," Callie said. "I've had the urge to get a tattoo for a long time, but didn't like the idea of the permanence of it. I never knew that you could get temporary ones." 

She unbuttoned her sundress and let it fall to the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra, and stood in just her bikini panties while she watched Sue Ann and me removing our outer wear. I took off my shirt and pants, leaving me bare chested like Callie, wearing only boxer shorts. Sue Ann peeled off her knit top, and unzipped her mini-skirt, left with panties and bra. 

Sue Ann's eyes sparkled as she stared at Cat's breasts. She grinned at me, and took off her bra, holding her arms out to let me admire her nubile breasts. "Well, Sam, what do you think? Momma says my boobs are not quite as large as hers, but plenty good enough to stun the boys."

I laughed, and said, "I'm stunned speechless, Sue Ann. Don't get jealous, Cat, but Sue Ann's tatas are outstanding. By the way, the instructions say the tattoos last about 3-5 days. If we like them, we can redo them right before we leave, and show them to our families. Won't they be shocked?"

Sue Ann giggled. "Especially if we show them all seven tattoos. What do you want to pick for your arm, Callie?"

We practiced with some smaller designs on our arms, scrubbing off the flaws with alcohol, until we got the hang of using the temporary tattoos. Our first keeper was Cat, who got a nice-looking serpentine band around her left arm. Sue Ann decided on flowers for all her tattoos, and I applied a very pretty orchid with vines on her right arm. Our skills improved with each attempt, and Cat gave me a Chinese character on my right arm. 

"OK," I declared. "It's time for the second round. For this, Sue Ann, you recline on the bed, resting your back on the pillows and spread your legs. Callie, you have to take off your panties, and lie on your belly between Sue Ann's legs. Then I will tattoo your shoulder, lower back, and your left cheek."

Cat must have had some prior experience with other women, and was eager to repeat it. She grinned lasciviously at Sue Ann as she knelt on the bed between Sue Ann's legs. She kissed Sue Ann on the mouth before resting her breasts in Sue Ann's lap. Sue Ann's eyes were wide with astonishment at first, but soon began to enjoy the feeling of holding a naked woman. By the time I completed the tribal pattern on Cat's shoulder, Sue Ann's head was tilted back, her eyes were closed, and a contented smile was on her face. I looked down and saw the reason for her bliss - Cat was sucking on one of Sue Ann's nipples. I've seen a number of lesbian scenes in porno movies, but this was my first time I was on the set, so to speak. And the fact that one of the women was my wife was a real turn-on. 

"Cat, this lower back tattoo is quite wide," I said, "And your body must remain still while I apply it, and then let it dry. Let Sue Ann slide down on the bed until she is horizontal, and you lie farther up on her body, so that your lower back and butt are flat. And Sue Ann, you wrap your legs over Cat's, so they can't move, and use your hands on Cat's hips to make the skin on her lower back very smooth. That's it, gals, but even tighter with your hands, Sue Ann."

I couldn't resist stroking the crack of Callie's ass with my fingers, just to tease her. Then I slid my hand under her ass, to rub my fingers on her labia. She made a familiar mewing sound that I recognized from all our lovemaking as the overture to her arousal. She rolled her head to smile at me, and said, "That's not where the tattoo is supposed to go, Sam, but don't stop on my account. And, as long as you're in the neighborhood, why don't you spend some time with Sue Ann's pussy as well?"

I grinned back at Cat, and did as she directed, dropping my hand a few inches and locating a second silky-haired pussy underneath Sue Ann's panties. Sue Ann gasped as she felt my fingers tickling her labia, and then she smiled contentedly at me. I could feel that she was beginning to lubricate herself, and I continued to probe and stimulate her for a few minutes. But there were a lot more tattoos to go, and I completed Cat's back and also placed a red rose on her left ass cheek. After the five minutes drying time, Cat stood up and modeled her new tattoos on her backside. She was very proud of them, and went over to the full-length mirror on the door to admire herself.

It was then Sue Ann's turn to get tattoos. She blushed before pushing down her panties, showing Callie and me her pussy. She had less and finer pubic hair than Cat, and it was also lighter in color. It was Callie's turn to be the tattooer, so I lay down on the bed, with my head propped up with two pillows, so that I could see over Sue Ann's shoulders while she lay on top of me. She tried to lie as far down on the bed as she could for her shoulder tattoo, but Callie insisted that she lie completely on my body for the next two, and that I use my legs and hands like Sue Ann did to Callie before. While Callie was busy concentrating on the lower back tattoo, I enjoyed myself by nibbling on Sue Ann's ear and whispering sweet nothings to her. Her body kept over-riding her mind by insisting on grinding her hips into my stiffened cock that was flat against her belly. It was clear from her sighs and deep gasps that Cat's hands and my body were exciting her.

Sue Ann managed to keep herself still until the tattoos dried, and she stoodup to see her new tattoos. The image of a bouquet of flowers on one shoulder, more on her back just above her ass, and one blossom on her left cheek, was pure artistry. Both Callie and I complimented her on her choice of patterns, and its effect. Then she got to apply tattoos on my backside, while I lay in the familiar missionary position with my wife. 

It was a definite turn-on for me to do the little endearing and exciting things that lovers learn to do to and with each other, all the while being observed, and tattooed, by a third party. Needless to say, when I stood up to display my newly decorated backside, something else of mine was prominently showing. The looks of lust that I detected in Callie and Sue Ann's eyes, as well as my own arousal, made me believe that it was time to initiate Sue Ann. 

I announced that the tattoo game had progressed as far as it should for one night, and we would complete it the next day. I put away the application stuff, and went over to Sue Ann and placed her hand over my erection. She smiled tenderly into my eyes and gently squeezed my cock. I embraced and kissed her. "I think that now you are ready for me, Sue Ann," I whispered. "Let Callie and me guide you, and you just let your body respond as it wants to. It's time to be a sensual woman."

I placed Sue Ann on her back, resting on Callie, who was still lying on the bed. Cat understood what to do, and began kissing Sue Ann on the neck and ears, and massaged her breasts. I knelt between Sue Ann's legs and began to lick the inside of her thighs with my tongue. Sue Ann began to sigh from Cat's stimulation, and her hips squirmed in response to my licking. Soon, my tongue and face reached her pussy, and I licked and tasted her juices that were abundantly lubricating her vagina. Tenderly and patiently, I explored with my tongue, until I found her clit, and I used my fingers to spread her labia to expose it to my licking and sucking.

"Oh, my God!" cried Sue Ann. "What are you doing to me? This feels so different than the other times. Oh, this is wonderful."

Sue Ann's hips began to thrust her pelvis up and down, and I tried to time my tongue flicking over her clit to her movements. I put my hands and arms under her ass to lift her pussy closer to my face. At the same time, Callie was kissing Sue Ann's neck, ears and shoulders, and her hands were working over Sue Ann's breasts. Sue Ann moaned with excitement, and her back was arched to strain her pelvis to gain some kind of physical release to the volcano of tension that was building up inside her. Her moans suddenly stopped, and her breath came in irregular gasping pants.

I knew that her orgasm could not be delayed much longer. I pulled my face from her pussy and slid up onto her body until my cock was touching her vagina. Callie saw this, and whispered to Sue Ann. "Take Sam, honey, right now. Take your hand and guide him into you. He'll be very slow, and won't force you. Take him, Sue Ann."

I felt Sue Ann's fingers grasp my throbbing cock and pull it toward her open lips. I slid the head of my cock into her, and heard her gasp from the sensation. I withdrew slightly, so that she could feel the friction on her clit and labia. Instinctively, her hips thrust upwards, making my head penetrate her a little more deeply. She moaned with the pleasure of being re-filled. Callie continued to tease Sue Ann's breasts and nipples, sometimes nipping her earlobes. All the while she was whispering encouragement to Sue Ann and me.

"Feel how wonderful Sam's cock is, honey. Let it get you really hot. Sam, a little more this time. A little more, now out. Oh, honey, you are on the verge. Just let yourself go. Moan and scream all you want, honey, get your release. Now, Sam, all the way! She wants you."

And I wanted her. I thrust my hips down and felt my cock slide deep into Sue Ann. The tightness of her vagina squeezed my cock with a sensation that I had not felt with Cat or any other woman. I had been cautious about causing Sue Ann any kind of virginal discomfort or pain, but I knew she was having only pleasure from my cock at that moment. I felt her hands grab my ass cheeks and dig her nails into them.

"Oh, I feel so good, Sam!" she cried. "Oh, fucking feels so good. Oh, please don't stop!"

Her words threw me past control, and I thrust in and out in ever-faster rhythm. It took about ten more strokes before I felt myself erupt and ejaculate into Sue Ann. The feeling of my semen washing the walls of her vagina brought on her climax, and she screamed in pleasure. Twice more, my cock shuddered and shot more cum into her, until I collapsed on top of her. Callie let us both lie there to regain our composure, then she directed me to roll off and let Sue Ann lie next to me.

No one said a word for about five minutes. Sue Ann rested on my arm, her head on my chest. I extended my hand out to Callie, and she squeezed it while gazing lovingly into my eyes. "You were perfect, Sam," she whispered. "You've made another Powell girl into a woman."

Sue Ann was listening, even though her eyes were closed. She sat upright, apparently now totally refreshed. Ah, the recuperative powers of youth. Her eyes were shining with delight, and her body and face seemed to glow with a different aura. She smiled at me, and then kissed me on the lips. "That really was perfect, Sam. I do feel like a woman now, a very sexy woman." Then she turned and, without any hesitation, kissed Callie full on the mouth. "And thank you, Callie, for helping me in my initiation. What do we do now? I'm ready for more."

Cat laughed earthily. "First of all, we all pee, and get a refreshment. Then, in about ten or fifteen more minutes, I'm going to show you how to get Sam up for a second round." 

I chuckled, and squeezed Callie's hand tenderly, while smiling at Sue Ann. "And, if you're still eager for more after that, I'm afraid that Callie will have to show you how to use her vibrator or one of her dildos that she brought along."

We all got out of bed, and took turns in the bathroom, then returned to the bedroom for Sue Ann's second lesson. Cat initiated Sue Ann into the nuances of licking and sucking a man's cock to get me aroused for an encore. Callie and I then coached her in experiencing the sensual liberty for a woman when she is on top. Sue Ann was an eager and apt student, and I had my brains fucked out that night, a second time by Sue Ann, and a late finale with Callie. What was mind-blowing for me was that at the same time I was being fucked by one woman, the other lay on her side right next to me, grinning and masturbating herself while observing.

The following night, we completed our tattoo game, and all three of us got tattoos on our breasts, belly buttons and below. After that, for four more days, it was swimming nude in the lake, eating good food, and more sex instruction in the bedroom. Callie had even remembered to bring condoms. She showed Sue Ann how to get one on me, the prototypicalguy, in such a way that it excites him more. Cat was right about that. Sometime, I must ask Cat how she learned that technique, but maybe I don't want to know. 

For me, the most memorable "training session" was on Wednesday evening. Like the condom technique, Callie showed me a side of her sexuality that I never even knew existed. On that occasion, Callie taught Sue Ann how two women could pleasure each other. To this day, I'm still not certain if Callie simply wanted to instruct Sue Ann in ac/dc sex, or if she desired Sue Ann as a lesbian lover. In any case, both Sue Ann and I learned a lot from Callie that evening. 

After dinner and cleanup, the three of us relaxed in the great room, watching an adult DVD movie that we had brought with us. It was from one of the 'especially for women' producers,and Callie and I thought that Sue Ann should be introduced to that genre of flicks. Callie sat on one end of the sofa, with Sue Ann in the middle, while I watched from a rocking chair. They were both wearing low-cut shorts, with a halter top. The movie was not that bad, even having somewhat of a plot, plus several good-looking actresses. But none of us must have been that interested in the movie, because I noticed Callie casually putting one arm over the back of the sofa, her hand on Sue Ann's shoulder, like a guy does in the movie theater on a date. Sue Ann responded immediately by smiling, and placing her hand over Callie's. 

Several minutes went by, and Callie began massaging Sue Ann's neck. Within ten seconds, Sue Ann sighed softly, and cuddled her head on Callie's shoulder. Neither woman said anything,and maintained eye contact with the TV. I tried to do the same, all the while sneaking peeks at what was transpiring on the sofa. By the time of my second peek, Callie's massage hand had drifted down from Sue Ann's neck to her breast, and she was gently stroking Sue Ann's bare thighs with the other. Sue Ann sighed and looked lovingly into Callie's eyes. "That feels wonderful, Callie," she whispered.

I think that both Sue Ann and Callie were so turned on to each other, that they completely forgot that I was even in the room, or that the DVD was still playing. "Kiss me, honey," I heardCallie whisper to Sue Ann. "I want you to kiss me on the mouth. Remember how Sam kissed you, and do what he did to me."

Sue Ann blushed, and hesitated, but Callie kept holding Sue Ann in an embrace, while pushing her backward into the vacant end of the sofa. This put Cat on top of Sue Ann, and Cat pressed her lips to Sue Ann's. Sue Ann needed no further encouragement, and Callie French-kissed her until I could hear Sue Ann's moans of pleasure across the room. By this time, I was aroused, and I unzipped my shorts to pull out and stroke my erection.

Callie surprised me with her assertive lesbian lust-making, and Sue Ann was definitely responding. Cat broke off the soul kiss with Sue Ann, and pulled her off the couch to walk her over to the thick braided rug in front of the fireplace. "Let me undress you, Sue Ann," said Callie. "Then you can undress me."

Sue Ann smiled her willingness, and lifted up her arms to let Callie untie her halter. Callie admired Sue Ann's breasts and cupped them with her hands. "Oh, honey, these are so lovely and soft. Look how your nipples are getting pink and swollen. Now let's see the rest of your l ovely body, Sue Ann."

Callie slid her hands down Sue Ann's bare midriff, and unzipped her shorts. Sue Ann's panties came down with her shorts, and Callie tugged the garments over Sue Ann's hips and knees. Callie knelt down and lifted Sue Ann's legs, one at a time, to free Sue Ann from all clothes.While still kneeling, Callie cupped Sue Ann's nude ass with her hands, and pulled her pussy into Cat's puckered lips. I couldn't see, but Callie's tongue must have quickly found Sue Ann's clit, for she gasped with pleasure, and riffled her fingers through Callie's hair. After about a minute of this pleasuring, Callie stood up, and directed Sue Ann to lie on the rug on her back. "Raise your knees, honey, and spread them. I'm going to show you how a woman can give another woman an orgasm."




It's A Family Tradition



Sue Ann eagerly complied, and I watched with fascination as Callie, my wife, demonstrated a side of her sexuality that I never knew existed. Both Sue Ann, on the rug, and me in the chair, stared at Cat, as she slowly and teasingly untied her halter, and let it fall to expose her breasts. Her nipples were already swollen with arousal, but Callie played with her own breasts and nipples, directing Sue Ann to do the same with hers. When Callie was satisfied that Sue Ann was getting aroused from her own touches, Cat unzipped her shorts and let them fall to the floor. She was now wearing only some thong panties, and she straddled over Sue Ann's torso. "Reach up, honey, and take off my panties." In an instant, Sue Ann had stripped Callie naked.

Callie knelt between Sue Ann's knees, and resumed her cunnilingus with Sue Ann. I no longercould see Callie's face, so I watched Sue Ann responding to having her pussy eaten out by anotherfemale. Gender was not even considered by either of the two, and Sue Ann's moans increased in intensity, while her hips and belly thrashed actively. Callie was an expert in timing, for, just as I thought that Sue Ann was going to erupt in her orgasm, Callie slowed things down, keeping Sue Ann just below the climax level. When Callie sensed that Sue Ann was falling from that level, she would lick and touch Sue Ann to keep her aroused. After about five minutes of this teasing, Sue Ann was almost frantic with desire. 

"Oh, please, Callie," Sue Ann begged through her moans. "Please make me come. Oh, God, I want it!

"And you will, honey," Callie whispered. "You will. But first, you must get me to the same levelas you are. Then we'll make each other come at the same time."

Callie lay on her back on the rug, directing Sue Ann to kneel between her legs. She pulled SueAnn's head down until it touched her vagina. "Now, honey," she whispered. "You think of your tongue as a cock, and make this woman's snatch excited." Sue Ann needed little coaching, and her own intense arousal must have made her want to get Callie up to that level quickly, intuiting that as soon as Callie was near her own orgasm, Cat would resume eating Sue Ann to bring her off.

Sue Ann bore in on Callie's pussy like a woman possessed. Callie coached her on what and where her licks and sucks had the greatest effect, and in a short time, Callie could no longer give directions between her moans and panting for breath. "Oh, God, you're good, honey!," Callie cried. "Now we go for the finale."

Callie rolled Sue Ann on her back, and then reversed her position. She plunged her face into Sue Ann's pussy, while laying her own on top of Sue Ann's mouth. Sue Ann was a natural sexual athlete, instinctively understanding how to sixty-nine it with Callie, and I watched two very beautiful female bodies being stroked, licked, and kissed until both Callie and Sue Ann came within seconds of each other. Both were so completely full of female lust and hunger for satisfaction, that they continued until Sue Ann came a second time, followed shortly thereafter by Callie screaming out with her orgasm.

By this time, neither woman could stand any more stimulation of her vagina and clit, and they both rolled onto their sides, one leg still straddling the other's body. I watched them both gasping for breath, and offering occasional tender strokes across various parts of her partner's body. I felt as if I were in some mystical art gallery, admiring a masterpiece of nudes by some genius artist. 

While observing this beautiful and erotic scene, I took off all my clothes, to better stroke my cock. My own body was very much aroused, and my cock was throbbing with its pre-orgasm tenderness. I wanted my cock in one or both of those lovely bodies as much as I have ever sexually desired anything in my life. But I remained a spectator in that rocking chair. I knew that something very special and very private was happening between Sue Ann and Callie at that moment. If I joined them at that moment, while they were coming down from the pinnacle of their sexual pleasure, it would have been tantamount to forced penetration. I waited, watched, and stroked myself.

The scene went on silently for about five more minutes, until Callie stirred from her bliss. Her eyes met mine, and she gave me the sweetest and most tender smile that I can remember. She looked downat Sue Ann, who body was still entwined with Callie's, and kissed Sue Ann's naked hip. Then her eyesreturned to mine, and her she silently mouthed, "I love you," to me. Sue Ann stirred at that moment,and she smiled at me as well. Sue Ann's eyes widened when she realized that I was naked, and my cock was fully erect, pre-cum glistening on its head.

Sue Ann giggled, and said, "Oh, my goodness, Callie! Look at poor Sam over there. That cock looks like it's ready to burst. We shouldn't waste any of Sam's cum on the rug. Callie, let me see Sam shoot it in you."

Callie giggled, and motioned with her finger that I should come to them. Before I was across the room, Callie knelt on the floor, inviting me to fuck her doggie style. Sue Ann surprised us by insisting that she watch my cock and Callie's vagina from underneath Cat, and that Cat should continue to eat her pussy while being fucked by me. I had just begun ramming my cock in and out of Callie's wide open vagina, when I felt Sue Ann's tongue licking my balls. I had been aroused too long for such a sensation not to have immediate effect. Within seconds, I came, spurting my cum into Callie, who screamed with pleasure.I felt her vaginal muscles contract, squeezing my cock to excite me into two more spurts. After I came for the last time, Sue Ann pulled my cock out of Cat's pussy, and licked it clean of Callie's and my juices.

A month before this vacation, Callie and I had agreed that this was the year to start a family. It was she who suggested that we begin trying while at the Powell cabin. At that time, she had said, "After all, Sam, with all the screwing that will be going on that week, our odds will be extremely good." She reminded me of what she said after our love-making session in the great room. We both stood up from our doggie-style fuck on the rug, and Callie kissed me on the lips. "God,Sam! Your spunk filled me so much, it's running down my leg. I believe that nine months from now, Sue Ann can brag that she watched our first baby's conception!" 

The following days, we limited our sexual activities to once for each woman with me at night, and one midmorning session. After lunch we went fishing, or went into the nearby town for sightseeing and shopping. On the next to last night, we got pretty well dressed up, and went to a nice restaurant for dinner, followed by a visit to a nearby nightclub. There we danced to a DJ, and Sue Ann and Callie were hit on by a number of local guys. Both Callie and Sue Ann kept brushing the guys off, until one of them got so exasperated that he said to Sue Ann, "Darlin', that older guy you're with can never show you what I'm prepared to give you."

Callie and I both roared with laughter when Sue Ann dismissed the stud-wannabe with her reply. "I'm not your darling, you yahoo. And this guy I'm with has shown me more in two days than you'll ever imagine in your wettest dreams. Now shove off."

On the final night, we replaced our tattoos, giggling and speculating what the rest of the family would say. Then, I had my final session with Sue Ann, followed by an encore with Cat. After I had come a second time, and Callie reached her orgasm, the three of us relaxed in the king sized bed, joking and giggling about the events of the week, especially the evenings. I was lying in the middle, my two women each lying on one of my arms.

Callie leaned over and gave me the kind of light, affectionate kiss that only a lover can give. She grinned and said, "Still disappointed that you're missing the reunion at Kiawah, Sam? I think that we've created a bedroom tigress, based on Sue Ann's performance this week." 

"My darling Cat," I replied. "This week will be as memorable for me as I hope it will for my new sex partner Sue Ann here. I realize that I have only two samples, but, in my opinion, there must be something in the Powell genes and their family traditions, because all their women are spectacular in bed."

Sue Ann giggled. "I just recalled something that my father said once at a family party, when I was eight or nine. He said that when my mother was on her back in the bedroom, she could screw the light bulbs out of the ceiling fan. I never knew what he was talking about, but I think I do now. Maybe, Sam, you should try a third sample, and take my mom up to the cabin here."

Callie gasped in astonishment. "Sue Ann, did Sissy tell you about that family tradition, too? That won't happen for another four months."

"Cat, what on earth are you talking about?" I asked. 

She gave me yet another of her enigmatic smiles, and kissed me. "I'm too tired to talk anymore tonight. We have a long drive to South Carolina tomorrow, and we'll talk about it while we're on the road."

"Talk about what, Cat?"

"There's another Powell family tradition, Sam. Now go to sleep." 

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I hope that you enjoyed Sam's initiation into the family traditions of the Powells. Let me know if you'd like to read a sequel about Sissy, and another tradition of Powell women, when she celebrates her big Four-Oh birthday with Sam.