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A Family Affair Ch. 02

By: Bad_Girl_In_Training



Obediently I remain where they had left me, naked on all fours still trembling with fear and the residual effects of my orgasm. An orgasm that I knew would cost me dearly as it had been without permission. I long to look up, to see if I can find a clue to what might happen next but I know that to provoke him any further would be unwise so I keep my eyes respectfully lowered.

Suddenly my husband's voice cracks through the silent room, "Cunt! You really are forgetting all of your manners tonight. Your son is covered in your disgusting, slutty juices, clean him NOW!!"

Hurriedly I crawl to where our son sits sprawled naked. As I approach I am struck by just how beautiful he is, his body golden brown, muscles toned and gleaming almost hairless. His stunning blue eyes, so like his fathers, watching me as I kneel between his open thighs. I lower my head into his lap and lick my juices from his spent cock, inhaling the heady aroma. His soft gasp is music to my ears as is the evidence that my warm tongue excites him. I find myself smiling as I marvel at the recovery powers of youth.

His wonderful cock twitches and grows harder against my tongue and I suck him deep into my hungry mouth. My hands cup and fondle his balls and I am dimly aware that my actions probably go further than my husband had commanded. Taking his silence as tacit permission I continue to give our son probably the best and potentially the first real blow job of his young life.

I lick his hardening shaft, hearing him groan as his hips rise instinctively to meet my mouth. His hands go to my hair and I gag slightly as he thrusts forward. His cock is large and oh so hard and I can taste the delicious cocktail of our juices as I suck greedily. My lips caress him as they slide up and down his glorious length, my fingers instinctively joining and matching their rhythm. The soft noises he is making and the tension I feel in his trembling young body tell me that he will not be able to hold back much longer. I suck harder, squeezing his balls as with an almost animal moan he comes, filling my mouth and throat with spurt after spurt of creamy spunk.

I swallow fast but a trickle of cum escapes the corner of my mouth as I suck my son dry. Lifting my head from his lap I lick the corners of my mouth and hear my husband's voice, soft and low, "You really are an incredibly greedy slut aren't you? Did I tell you to suck him off?"

Not daring to lift my eyes to his I whisper, "No Master, forgive my insolence." For a moment there is silence and then Mark speaks.

"Son I think you should join us in the basement, your mother needs proper punishment and the tools I need are there. I think it may be educational for you." He grabs my hair and jerks me to my feet, "Bring your clothes Slut, you will need them later."

I follow my husband and son at a respectful distance, trying to quell the impulse to run. I know that the pain I have already endured is nothing to that which awaits me in our dungeon. I hear Nathan gasp as Mark unlocks and opens the door flicking the light switch and illuminating the room within. We step inside and Nathan glances around, I know that the array of instruments must seem incredible to him. 

Mark motions me to the centre of the room; he cuffs my hands and attaches them to a chain hanging from the ceiling. Kicking my feet apart he encloses my ankles in the cuffs on the floor, anchoring me firmly legs spread wide. He winches the chain up so that my arms are stretched high above my head, my body taut, and my breasts jutting out high and proud. His movements are swift and assured, honed by many hours of practice. 

His breath caresses my neck as he leans close and whispers to me, "Natalie my love, tonight you will truly know what pain is. You have disappointed and disobeyed me in ways that I cannot tolerate and I am going to make you beg for forgiveness. Tonight there is no safe word, no escape. I will stop only when I believe you may have learned your lesson. Do I make myself clear?"

I shudder at the impact of his words. I have been punished many times, often to a degree I believed I could not endure. If this was to be worse how could I possibly stand the pain? I lift my already tear filled eyes to my husband and nod wordlessly. I scream in agony as he grabs one of my nipple rings and twists cruelly, his voice a cold hiss, "I said do I make myself clear Cunt!!"

"Yes Master!" I gasp, "I understand I am to be punished, I am so sorry to have failed you." I hear his soft laugh and know that once again my suffering amuses and turns him on. He motions to our son to come closer.

"Take a look at her son, touch her if you want. She really has a remarkable body and an insatiable desire to please me. She will endure anything I decide to inflict and I can promise you she will be wet and aching to be fucked right now." My face flames scarlet as I recognise the truth of his words, my open cunt is dripping and aching to be used.

I quiver as Nathan's fingers brush against me, probing my cunt and playing with my clit ring. Seeing my reaction Mark grabs a fistful of my hair and growls at me, "If you cum again with out permission I am going to whip your cunt bloody do you understand me?"

My response is instant, "Yes." I whimper as I fight to quell my body's traitorous reactions. Mark steps away from me and opens the cupboard that holds the huge assortment of paddles, floggers and canes that are regularly used upon my defenceless flesh. He selects his favourite cat and returns to trail the leather fronds of it teasingly across my breasts and belly.

"I was considering gagging you, "he says with a cruel smile, "However I feel the need to hear you scream. Take a seat Nathan." He indicates the large leather recliner off to the left of where I am chained. "Your mother is about to get the flogging of her life and I want you to watch."

Nathan does as he is told as the first blow of the cat lashes full force across the front of my thighs and I scream. Again and again he takes aim, raining lashes across my breasts, belly and thighs. Each stroke sending a blaze of agony through my outstretched body. My tears flow freely and I whimper and gasp as I stop trying to count the blows. I can see the welts crisscrossing my aching breasts and dimly I realise he hasn't even started on my back yet.

As if he read my mind, the blows stop. He moves behind me, I can hear his laboured breath, testimony to the force he is putting in to each strike. The whip blazes across my back, the ends flicking round cutting into the side of my already tortured breast. I scream and sob begging him in earnest to stop as he systematically works the whip up and down my back from shoulders to calves. There is no mercy here; I know that my cries are only exciting him still further. He is true to his word, never before has he used the whip with such venom. The last half dozen or so cuts are centred on my scarlet backside, my flesh raw from his efforts.

Suddenly he stops. For a moment I think my ordeal is over until I see him return to the cabinet and extract a long slender birch cane. I struggle against my bonds, futile though I know it is. I am petrified of the cane and he knows this. He stands in front of me and presses the cane between my cuntlips as he speaks. "Eighteen strokes of the cane, one for each year of your slut whore daughter's life, and you will count everyone out loud. If you fail I will start again from one."

I sob and start to plead with him but my words are cut off abruptly as the cane flies up between my spread thighs biting into my clit with such intensity I nearly faint. "That was just to focus your mind you disobedient cunt. The only words I need to hear from you are the count." His eyes are hard and his gaze is almost contemptuous as he slams the first blow against the front of my thighs.

"One..." I yelp, "two...three...four..." The pain is more intense than anything I have ever felt and I am sagging against the chain barely able to breathe through my sobs, "Five...six..." He changes position, once again behind me and the blows speed up, tearing into the soft flesh of my arse and thighs as I gasp the count, tears flowing down my cheeks.

Finally as the last blow lands he steps away leaving me sobbing and whimpering pitifully. Nathan who has not said a word to this point steps forward. His finger traces one of the welts on my backside and I flinch and scream. I can see his cock is rock hard and can tell from his breathing just how excited he is. I hear Mark laugh a soft throaty chuckle.

"Hard again son? Want to try something a bit different?" Nathan nods eagerly as Mark releases me from my bonds and I slump to the floor. He scoops me up into his powerful arms and carries me to the bed throwing me face down onto it. "If you thought her cunt was tight try fucking her arse."

For an instant Nathan hesitates, "Fuck her in the arse?" He repeats "Won't that hurt her?" the naivety in his voice considering what he has just witnessed makes Mark laugh again.

"Of course it will hurt, that's the whole point. She is being punished, now either you fuck her arse and fuck it hard or I will, I just thought you may like the opportunity."

Needing no more encouragement Nathan moves onto the bed kneeling between my thighs I hear his voice, "Does she need lubing?"

Marks voice is cold as he replies, "Not for her benefit no but you might find it easier if you fuck her cunt a little first, her arse really is very tight." Nathan's hard young prick slams into my cunt and I scream as his belly slaps against my battered flesh. He thrusts deeply a couple of times before withdrawing and driving himself deep into my arsehole.

His moan of "Fuck!! This is incredible!!" Is drowned out by my agonised screams which are in turn silenced by Mark once again forcing his cock into my throat. For what seems like an eternity they pound into me, using me like some cheap whore they found on the street. Nathan's youthful endurance taking its toll on my ravaged arse as he reams me furiously, each thrust causing me to gag on Marks huge cock, until my jaw aches almost as much as my arse.

Abruptly Mark withdraws from my mouth shooting his load all over my face as Nathan, with one last savage thrust cums deep in my arse. I am left cum soaked and beaten, face down on the bed while they dress and Mark pours our son a drink. I sob quietly into the mattress, forgotten as they discuss what Nathan thought of his introduction to punishment and anal sex. I retreat into myself trying to rid my mind of the pain that sears through every inch of my body.

Suddenly I am jerked back into reality by the sound of Marks voice, "Get dressed cunt and get your arse upstairs to wait for your slut of a daughter to return. When she gets home bring her here immediately. Do not warn her or explain just bring her here. I am far from finished with you and by the time tonight is over she will know what it means to respect and obey her father."

To be continued... 

A Family Affair Ch. 02



My 20th birthday had finally arrived!!

As you guys know (from the 1st chapter), I have been gaining a lot of experience by watching my parents and their many forays into group sex.

My mom thought I was old enough to get married and had been looking for a groom for me. I was ecstatic! I knew she would find a guy to keep me satisfied in bed and outside it and I was so horny! I really needed a man to fuck me till I passed out, and there was no chance of that happening unless I got married.

After the celebrations on my birthday, she pulled me aside and told me that she and dad had decided that I would marry Rashid, my dad’s distant cousin. (Yep, the same one with the 12” dick and plenty of energy).

I couldn’t believe my luck. He was 23, only 3 yrs. Older than me and I had seen him in action. He was great in bed, was hung like a horse and good-looking, while at the same time had a brain to match.

Our parents decided to get us married as fast as possible. The arrangements were made for the next month and I and Rashid were allowed to sit alone in my family’s garden and get to know each other. 

This was a highly frustrating time as we already knew each other as friends and what we really wanted to do was jump each other’s bones; but with all the elderly relatives who had come down for the wedding this was the only way we could even see each other.

THE GARDEN.

The garden was enclosed by a high wall and had only one entry and exit. There were benches all around the perimeter that were surrounded by trees and foliage. One day most of the family had left on a shopping excursion, leaving Rashid and me alone in the garden with an elderly aunt with a tendency to nap in the middle of the day.

She had sat herself in the shade at the far end and promptly gone off to sleep.

We saw this as our chance, and retreating further into the bushes, we introduced our mouths and bodies to each other.

Rashid knew that I had never even kissed a man before so he took it slow.

At first he simply held me close beside him and told me how he had been watching me and wanting me from the day he had first set eyes on me 3 years ago. 

Leaning down toward me, he lightly brushed his lips against mine, slowly circled his mouth over mine until I began to respond with pressure from my own mouth.

Gently he increased the pressure of his lips, tightened his arms around me and lifted me into his lap, rearranging my full skirt so I could straddle his thighs. His thighs were rock hard and the long length of them gave me ample room to wiggle into a comfortable position to kiss him from.

Earlier I had thought that the kissing was just a necessary evil and that the real fun came later; but kissing Rashid was an eye-opening experience. He slowly began to bring his tongue into play, licking the rim of my lips, taking tiny bites at the corner of my mouth, and finally, pushing at the seam of my lips with his tongue. Breathless and terrified that we would get caught, I clutched at his shirt, and half-heartedly tried to push him away.

At that moment his tongue surged into my mouth and I was lost to any sensation but the ones he created in me; the unbelievably voluptuous feel of his tongue mating with mine, his large, strong hands roaming my body through the thin silk of my dress, his hard thighs spreading my soft, yielding legs apart…… his hardening penis jutted against my thigh, and as he pulled me flush against him, I could feel the strong pulsing of his thick erection against my warm, yielding center that was growing wetter every minute, and aching for his touch. Our lips tangled and locked together, making it difficult for me to breathe while he sucked on my tongue, and thrust his tongue in and out of my mouth, giving me a preview of what was to come. 

Shifting his attention from my mouth, he traced his way over to my ear with his tongue and began to trace the sensitive arch with nibbling kisses and sensual swirls of his naughty tongue, all the while whispering the things he wanted to do to me, all the ways he wanted to fuck me and bring me to screaming orgasm.

My pussy was drenched and dripping by now, causing me to squirm closer to his cock, and grind my hips mindlessly against his.

He realized that my pussy was desperate for relief and carefully adjusted me on his lap, so that my skirt was pushed up around my hips, my legs wrapped around his waist, my pussy grinding tightly against his straining, linen-covered cock, with my full breasts scraping his muscled chest and turning my big- brown nipples into hard pebbles desperate for his touch.

He knew he couldn’t take me there on the garden bench, and so rocked his hips against my soft pussy, and kept up a slow thrusting rhythm that drove us both crazy and desperate to rid ourselves of the layers of his pants and my thin silk underwear.

Begging him to touch my breasts, I brought his hands up to my chest and watched his eyes glaze over with heat as he began to massage and fondle my 36 DD tits, through the silk of my dress and bra.

One by one he began to undo the long row of buttons down the front of my dress, laying kisses on every strip of skin he uncovered. When he reached the last button, nearly at the vee of my thighs, he pulled the sides of my dress apart and stared for the longest time at my tits framed as they were in virginal white lace, that was see-through enough for him to see my huge brown nipples, that were threatening to pop out of the bra due to my overheated and breathless state.

At first he only framed the globes in his large hands and brought them closer together and towards his mouth, to sample right through the lace of my bra. His tongue traced the edge of the material and lightly flicked under to taste my baby soft skin…. It traced a warm, wet path to my nipple and sucked on it till the hard little berry was tight and reddened against the flushed skin of my breasts, and then gave the same treatment to its twin peak.

Finally, he unhooked the front clasp with his teeth and pushing the lace cups aside, began to feather tiny bites and kisses on my tit flesh, everywhere but the place I needed him the most: on my straining nipples. When he seemed content to torment me, and showed no sign of teasing my nipples, I grabbed his head and ordered and begged and pleaded with him to suck on my nipples. 

Looking up at me with a fiery look in his eyes, he kept his eyes on my face as he bent to take one brown berry into his warm mouth. As his lips closed over me, I felt my hips go wild on his lap and my pussy started to gush; not wanting me to come too soon, Rashid clamped his hands on my hips and stopped my squirming around in his lap. 

Guiding my hands to his shirt he helped me take it off and told me to touch him as I wanted to, but that I was not allowed to move my hips at all.

This taken care of he returned to his feast.

His tongue flicked over my nipples like a tiny whip, and constantly teased and tormented my nipples till I cried out for his mouth to please suck on them. Taking pity on me he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked on it like it were a life saver. His tongue still lashed over the engorged tip and his mouth took tiny bites out of my flesh, and suckled the pebbled nubs till they were red and hard. This extended tit sucking combined with my exploration of his lightly furred, extremely muscular chest soon brought me to the brink of climax. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, all my voyeuristic masturbating sessions had left me happy but nothing had felt like this; as if I was dying and being born all at once. The joy was close at hand, but still not close enough, and once more my hips wanted to move closer and closer to the heat of him. 

Taking my hips in hand, Rashid rocked my body on his, first slowly and then increasing the rhythm at each thrust…. My panties were soaked through and were leaving a wet spot that grew with every second on his soft linen pants. He lifted my skirt even further so he could look at my sweet, gushing pussy, but I was already in that faraway place with my orgasm rushing over me. I let out a low moan and immediately felt like screaming, but Rashid seemed to know, and covered my mouth in a ravenous kiss and drank my scream into his own mouth.

As I lay shuddering in my lover’s arms, I could still feel his hard manhood insistently poking at my thigh.

I lightly trailed my fingers down his bare chest, to his crotch and stroked him through the linen of his pants. I looked up at his face to ask for permission, but his eyes were glazed over in pleasure and were burning with hunger. Looking around to make sure we were still alone, I tackled the 3 buttons on his pants and as soon as I released the last one, his huge, straining erection burst out and lay in my palms; waiting to be explored. 

Taking my hands he guided them to his cock, teaching me the amount of pressure he liked, how to stroke him, how to circle the head till a drop of clear pre-cum coated the broad, purple head. I took over and began a light, firm stroke with one hand up and down the 12” length, tightening my hand as I reached the top, traced the tip of the 4” head with 1 finger, and lightly stroked and teased his member, till finally he could take no more and grabbing hold of my hand, he tightened it around shaft and began a furious pace, which soon had him moaning and cumming for what seemed like endless minutes over my stomach and panty-covered cleft. 

After we had calmed ourselves down and cleaned each other up, we righted our clothes and went back into the house, just in time to see the family arriving. 

After that it became very difficult to keep our hands off each other………



A Family Affair Ch. 02



Walt visits Helen

A few days later, Walt showed up at our house while Karen and her friends were visiting college campuses. I answered the door and explained to him that Karen was gone for the day looking at schools. "I know that" he said, "I came over to talk with you". I let him in and offered him a cup of coffee, which he politely accepted. Sitting at the kitchen table, he asked me if I had enjoyed watching him and Karen having sex. I was lost for words but he smiled and said, "I know you enjoyed it because I could see you finger fucking yourself". I was appalled at his directness and language. "I think it would best if you left now," I told him as I gathered up the empty coffee cups and brought them over to the sink. I was rinsing the cups and I heard him get up from his chair. However, he didn't leave and I felt his presence behind me and I trembled. Why was I so insecure with this 18 year-old boy, after all I was old enough to be his mother? 

He put his arms around my waist, pulled me back toward him and nuzzled my neck. He kissed me lightly around my ears, and then stuck his tongue in my ear and I shivered with excitement. I knew I should stop this but I couldn't. He moved his hands up to my breasts and began to massage them through my summer dress. "You have very nice tits, Helen," he told me. It was the first time he ever called me by my first name. He moved his hips forward and I could feel his enormous cock pressing into my bottom through the dress.

He dropped to his knees behind me, lifted my dress up and eased my panties down and off of my legs. He trailed kisses up and down each leg and on my ass cheeks. I was trembling with desire. He turned me around toward him and began to tongue my sopping wet pussy. I came immediately when his tongue touched my clit but he grabbed me by both ass cheeks, held my cunt to his mouth and ate me to another orgasm. The second time I came violently humping his face and covering it with my pussy juice. I had trouble standing so he eased me to the kitchen floor and took off the rest of my clothing.

I lay there waiting in anticipation of what was to happen next when I heard him say, "Let's take this up to your bedroom". He helped to me to my feet, gathered up my clothes and led me upstairs to my own bedroom. I had never had sex until today with anyone but my former husband, especially in our bedroom.

I lay back on the bed while he confidently undressed in front of me. His impressive erection jumped out as he removed his underwear and I felt a little intimidated by the size of his hard cock. I could tell he was proud of his manhood as he openly displayed himself in front of me. He moved up on the bed between my legs and eased his huge cock into my cunt. I had never felt so full in all my life. He fucked me slowly and then gradually picked up the pace as I adjusted to his size. Soon he was pounding my pussy and bringing me off to multiple orgasms. I had never come so many times in my life.

My last orgasm was violent as I humped my pussy against him pleading with him to fuck me and hold me. He held me tight as he filled my cunt with so much cum that it rushed out of me as fast as it rushed in. I had never been so thoroughly fucked and so full of come. Walt eased his softening cock out of my pussy and moved up the bed to kneel by my face. I couldn't believe the nerve of him expecting me to suck his cock. I also couldn't believe my response, which was to take his cock in my mouth to suck him clean. I tasted my own juices mingled with his cum. 

I felt him getting hard again in my mouth and he massaged my tits rolling my hard nipples in his fingers as I sucked him. His cock was getting to big for my mouth, my jaw was getting tired because of my mouth being stretched so wide but I tried to keep as much in my mouth as possible. I reached under his cock and found his cum filled balls and as I caressed his big balls I was startled by his first jolt of sperm hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could but I had to spit his cock out to keep from choking. He shot his cum all over my face, hair, tits and thighs. It was like watching an out of control fire hose spewing liquid all over. 

I took his cock back in my mouth and sucked him clean as he massaged the cum into my face and tits. I could feel him hardening again and thought, "Is there no end to this?" He removed his erect cock from my mouth and said, "It is time for a massage." 

I rolled over on my stomach as he went to get my lotion from the bathroom. When he returned he sat on the back of my legs and I could feel his thick meat resting on my buttocks. He began a slow soothing massage starting at my shoulders and working his way down my back. His strong hands mesmerized me. Then he massaged my legs working my calves first and gradually ascending to the back of my legs. I tensed as he started to massage my ass cheeks.

Walt put a generous amount of lotion on my ass and lovingly kneaded my cheeks. He complimented me on my beautiful ass and told me that Karen takes after me because she too has a beautiful ass. He slipped his hand between my ass cheeks and brushed my pussy. He sensed I was getting turned on again and he lifted me up by my hips so he could get to my pussy. He poured more lotion between the cheeks of my ass and began to probe my asshole with his fingers. Soon he had two fingers sawing easily in and out of my asshole and two others in my cunt, just as I had witnessed him do to Karen. Surely he didn't have the nerve to try and fuck me in the ass. I had never been fucked in the ass and I certainly wasn't going to let this 18 year old do it.

He moved my hips into position so that he could fuck my pussy from behind and he entered my cunt with that big dick, keeping the two fingers in my asshole. Actually the double penetration felt good and I started to rotate my ass in circles. He continued to fuck me doggy style and finger my ass, then with his free hand he began to diddle my clit. I could feel my orgasm building and then I started to hump my ass uncontrollably. My orgasm was violent and audible as I pushed my cunt back toward his cock and yelled for him to fuck me. I came all over his fingers as I asked him to fuck me forever, I didn't want it to ever end. 

As I slowly came back to reality I realized that my ass was very full. Apparently during my intense orgasm Walt had moved his cock from my cunt to my asshole and allowed me to impale myself on it while I was humping out of control. He had not fully penetrated my ass as I could tell because he was fucking it slowly and gradually feeding more of it to me. 

For what seemed like an eternity Walt fucked my ass and I could feel it being stretched with each thrust. I became accustomed to his girth and adjusted to the full length of his 9" cock in my ass. He caressed my ass as he fucked it thoroughly and I had never felt so full in my life. I was impaled on his huge cock as I relaxed and placed my head down on the mattress. This position emphasized my shapely ass and Walt told me how good I looked in this position with his cock sliding in and out of my asshole. "You really have a beautiful ass Helen and I can see where Karen gets hers from." I love fucking both of you in the ass," he said. 

"I am going to fill up your asshole with my seed and then you are going to suck my cock dry and clean me up just as you watched Karen do it," he confidently announced. I could feel his cock getting larger in my asshole as he approached his orgasm. His cock swelled and he fired barrage upon barrage of cum into my ass. I could feel my ass flooding with my first sperm enema and it leaked out of my ass running down the inside of my thighs and over my cunt lips.

Walt removed his cock from my ass with an audible pop and I felt a rush of cool air enter my gaping asshole. "Turn around Helen and pay homage to the cock that just ravaged your ass," he ordered. As if in a trance I obeyed, taking his cocking my mouth and cleansing him thoroughly. I could taste the mixture of his cum and the juices from my pussy and ass. 

Walt and I showered together; he got hard again and decided that he had to have my ass one more time. So he soaped up his cock and my asshole and plowed me one more time. Afterward we got dressed and Walt left. I checked the time and we had been fucking for over five hours. I felt that I had reached total debauchery. 



A Family Affair Ch. 02



In the darkness he stared at her outline. She had turned him down, again. Sex was a sore subject in their marriage. They had barely been married two and a half years. Sighing Kent realized that the frequency of their sex life had tapered off almost a week after the wedding. Still he could at least count on it once or twice a month. Cathryn was always too tired, not feeling well, or on her period.

Kent rolled over and faced the wall. It had been a month and eight days since they last made love. And the last time she wasn't interested. He tried to make it good for her but she pushed his hands away and told him to get it over with. 

She acted like sex was a punishment and living with him was a chore that she hated but did anyway. Perhaps the next day, before the tractor pull, before she got home from work, he would ask Sam if he saw a difference in her lately. He was with her about as often as Kent so maybe she said something. 

Cathryn punched the time clock at eight o'clock at Kincaid Lake State Park. Still part way asleep she staggered in the office to pick up the money bag and keys for the Boat Dock. It was her third year down there, second as supervisor. 

Even though she was teaching now she held on to the summer job. It was a fun job and the time she put in went towards her retirement. Experience told her that there would be a crowd waiting on her at the bottom of the hill lined up on the wooden dock. 

"Hey Carrie, nice morning." She addressed the secretary who happened to also be her sister.

Carrie looked up from the money bags in front of her. "Morning. Did Bub get up this morning?"

"No, he was still in bed when I left. You know how it works, I wake him, he says 'I'm getting up', and then he goes back to sleep." She picked up her bag and keys. "Well I better get to work. They'll be waiting."

Sure enough there were about ten people waiting on her to open on that bright, sunny morning. It was still cool enough to be bearable. But she knew that it wouldn't take much before it got hot. By the time she got out two pontoons and eight motor boats she was soaked with sweat. 

David and Josh didn't get there until noon. For the life of her Cathryn couldn't figure out why one person had to get all the boats out on Saturday mornings but Herald, the park manager, scheduled two people to bring them in at night.

To her left at the counter the phone rang in her ear. Automatically he snagged it from the base. "Good Morning. Thank you for calling Kincaid Lake Boat Dock. This is Cathryn. How may I help you?"

"Hey baby."

Cathryn smiled at the voice. "Sam. What are you doing today?"

"Missing you."

"You'll see me tonight at the pull." 'But Kent will be there' hung in the air between them and went unsaid. "Where are you?"

"In my truck, heading out to load up some square bales, somebody called Kent and wanted some." 

"Do they want a lot?"

"He didn't say, just had be meet him at the barn." Cathryn could hear him sigh and waited for him to say more. There seemed to be something on his mind that he wasn't sharing with her. But he didn't continue.

After waiting a minute she asked. "Is everything okay, hon? You sound distracted or upset."

"No just tired." He lied to her. 

Cathryn sat down in the ragged blue rolling chair and put her head down on the counter. "Oh, okay. You be careful hon. I love you."

"I love you too. Be good today. I'll see you tonight." Sam pushed the button to disconnect the line. Eyes closed, he put his head against the back of the seat. He had called to tell her the Kent said he wanted to talk to him about her. It was probably nothing so there wasn't any need to worry her.

When he heard Kent's diesel pull up he opened the door and swung out of the truck. Kent was pulling the twenty-four foot gooseneck behind his blue Dodge truck so Sam reached in for his leather gloves. It was going to be a big load then, one that would take the two of them most of the morning to load, deliver, and unload. Maybe Kent would forget that he wanted to talk about Cathryn.

Kent climbed out of his truck and looked at Sam. "You get in the loft and throw 'em down. I'll stack 'em on the trailer."

They worked in silence. The occasional groan and the thud of hay hitting the wooden floor of the gooseneck combined with the chirping birds. Sam scratched the back of his neck. The loft was already sweltering and he was covered in hay dust. 

Stopping he looked down to see how Kent was coming along. He was behind so Sam decided on a short break. Tipping his green John Deere hat back he wiped his face with the collar of his shirt. There was hay down the back of his shirt. He could feel it starting to itch between his shoulder blades. 

Whoever thought rolling in the hay was fun, he thought to him self, was crazy. He absently rubbed his back against the barn post to relieve some of the itchiness before getting back to work.

Some time later Kent finally yelled up to him, "Two more and that's it. Step out on top the load and I'll throw the straps up to you."

Sam had already jumped out of the loft onto the bales. He stood to the center and waited for the strap to come up. The metal hooks on the ends smarted if you go hit with one. When it was finally tied down, Sam shimmied down the side and climbed in the passenger side of the truck. The air conditioner was like a blessing when Kent fired up the diesel engine. The windows were down with the air wide open. It was an odd but common habit in that part of Kentucky.

They drove by Maybelle Brown's house and waved at her watering her porch planters of impatients. She waved back with a smile that wasn't so much friendly as curious. She found it delightful the handsome lover and the cuckolded husband working together happy as you please. 

She wondered if young Sam thought about sticking it to Kent's pretty little wife while he was riding around talking to his cousin. Or maybe the wife thought of the cousin when she was in bed with her husband. And she cries out the lovers name in the throws of passion. Maybelle trembled with excitement causing her many fat rolls to jiggle. The porch groaned under her girth as she crossed to go back into her air conditioning. 

Kent was also thinking about his wife but not in the same way as Miss Maybelle. "Sam, can I ask you something?"

Sam cast him a sidelong glance and dug the can of Kodiak out of his pocket and packed it with a few practiced shakes. The sound of his index finger hitting the plastic can was drowned out by the engine noise. "Sure."

Kent sat quiet for a few moments before going on. "You have lunch with Cathryn every week right?"

"Yeah." His hand shook slightly when he put the pinch of wintergreen flavored tobacco between his lower lip and gum. He glanced at Kent and hoped he didn't notice.

"You notice anything different about her? Maybe she said if something was wrong." Kent stared out the truck's windshield. It was humiliating to admit there was something wrong with his marriage.

Relief settled over Sam and he released the breath of air he didn't realize he was holding in. "She never mentioned anything wrong. How is she acting different?"

"Distant. Its like she couldn't give a damn whether I'm there or not." Pausing Kent picked up the Coke bottle they have been spitting their tobacco juice in. He spat before continuing. "We haven't had sex in over a month."

"Man, she probably tired. Doesn't she say that she's worn out all the time? Hell she was working two jobs for the last month until school ended." Sam pushed back the memory of Cathryn on top of him, riding him. Beads of sweat running down her body between her rose tipped breasts just a few days ago. "Besides what was your sex life like before?"

"At least once, maybe twice a month." Kent grumbled. It was even more humiliating to admit that his wife rarely ever wanted to have sex with him.

Sam sat back against the seat. He wanted to know more. Cathryn refused to talk about her sex life with Kent. She said it wouldn't be right. "Was she into it or did she act like she was doing it because you wanted to?"

"I don't know. She was into I guess. You know Cathryn she not much on kissing or anything. I did a lot of the work."

"Oh, I don't know. I don't have much experience in this sort of thing. Hang in there I'm sure it will work out for you."

"Yeah." Kent shook his head and smiled at Sam. "Sorry I dropped all this on you. Here I am bitching because I haven't gotten a piece in a month and you've never gotten a piece."

Sam shifted in his seat and shrugged. The cab got quiet as both men retreated in their own thoughts. In his mind Sam could clearly remember that warm day in the middle of May when he lost his virginity to the women he loved...

...He had just finished tightening the second strand of barbed wire with his cell rang. Grumbling he pulled it off his belt clip and checked the number. It was Kent and Cathryn's house. Must be Cathryn, he thought to him self and answered the phone.

"Hey hon." She always called him hon and it made his heart skip a beat. "I'm going to put on some burgers and fries if you want to come up for lunch."

Sam checked the time on his phone. It was eleven thirty. "Yeah, I'll be up in a bit."

"Great, see you then."

He glanced at the time again and decided to tighten up the last strand before loading up. When he was done he loaded up and drove the dirty, red four-wheeler up over the hill. He was almost to his truck before deciding to change into a clean shirt. The one he had on was stained with dirt, grime, and sweat. After changing he jumped into the old blue Chevy.

He didn't knock when he got there just came in through the garage and slipped his boots off by the door. The house was like a second home to him. Kent and Cathryn's was always a welcome place. Music was blaring from the kitchen so he followed the sound down the tiled hallway. 

One of the French doors was open and he could see her standing in front of the grill her mouth and hips moving to the music. The gray tabby was lying contentedly under the table were it had slipped in and opened its yellow-green eyes when he came into the room. 

Quietly he stepped out on the wide wrap around porch and tapped on her shoulder. Cathryn jumped, fumbled the spatula, and then dropped it on the floor.

She picked it up off the wooden floor boards and turned on him. "Don't do that. You'll give me a heart attack."

"At twenty-five, I don't think so." Leaning against the railing he watched her. She added the cheese and shut the lid again.

"Go get me a plate. Make yourself useful." She teased.

Stepping back into the kitchen, Sam knew exactly what cabinet to look in even though the whole kitchen was surrounded by them. The everyday dishes were kept on the right side was the stove were they would be handy. The good dishes were stored in the cabinet in the dining room. 

When the food was ready she evicted the cat and sat down at the table to eat. They chatted about work and family caught up on what was going on in their lives. Since he went to second shift they rarely got to talk much. Cathryn was excited to be out of school for the summer. It was her first year teaching and was just as ready for a break as the kids. Of course she had started at the park almost a month before she was out.

Sam was finished eating and figured if he left now he could get some more work done before he had to get ready to go to Weber Drives. Cathryn always walked him to the door and watched him put on his boots and to chat some more. He stood up and waited for her to lean in with the kiss she always gave him before he left her house. As expected she leaned forward to kiss his cheek.

He didn't remember why he did it but he turned his head and the kiss landed square on his lips. He had kissed her on the mouth before, when she turned twenty-one and the heat spread to this toes like a wildfire. This time was no different. 

Instead of pulling back they both moved forward. His hands settled at her waist, hers fisted in his thick sandy hair. The kiss deepened and their tongues met and mated.

The closed doorway to the garage and the hallway walls offered all the privacy they needed. His hands shook with a tremor of excitement as they made their way under her white t-shirt to find her bare breasts. In an instant they found themselves rolling on the floor wrestling with each other's clothes. 

It relieved Sam to see Cathryn's hands shaking as hard as his. She fought desperately with his clothes as her mouth feasted on his mouth, ear, jaw, and neck. Never once seeming to mind that he was filthy with sweat and dirt she feasted on his skin. Finally she had freed his from his tight blue jeans. 

When her hand closed over him he almost came undone. The feline purr sounded in her throat as she stroked him. He had to stop her to keep from embarrassing himself. It was difficult to pull her clothes off with her hands and mouth driving him crazy.

There wasn't much finesse in their lovemaking just raw animal need. She was more than ready for him when he entered with a single thrust. She held him there with her legs around this waist and arms around his neck. After a moment Sam felt calm enough to continue. He tried to keep the pace slow to make it last but his body was in control of the action not is mind.

With her back slamming against the cold time floor in time with his thrusts, Cathryn dug her nails into his back. Her eyes were locked with his and she moaned, "Oh god Sam. More. Harder. This is amazing."

He crushed his mouth over hers as he emptied him self inside her. Vaguely he could feel her nails dig deeper into his flesh. Collapsing on top of her, Sam buried his face into her neck. She was panting for air as hard as he was. 

Neither spoke as they lay still in the shadowed hall like two fallen soldiers. As the fog of sex eased back from his mind Sam wondered if he did alright by her, if she was satisfied with his fumbling attempts at love making. After all is was over so quickly. He hadn't been that graceful.

Slowly he rose up on his elbows and looked down at her face. Her blue-gray eyes were shining up at him and her lips were spread in a satisfied smile. Without thinking he smiled and whispered, "I love you."

Cathryn took his face in her hands and whispered back, "I love you too. I have for a long time."

There should have been awkwardness between then when they stood up to gather their clothes but there wasn't. Before Sam stepped out the door into the garage Cathryn kissed him good-bye once again. 

Sam told himself as he climbed into his truck, next time would be better, next time wouldn't be on the floor, next time he would take time to do the job right. 

Then he stopped himself. There couldn't be a next time. She was his cousin's wife. He wanted to beat himself up over the thought. He had betrayed someone he loved. There should be remorse, shame, anything. But there wasn't he loved her. And had for a long time. Still there couldn't be a next time. But there was a next time and a time after that. It kept happening again and again...

...Sam was startled out of his memory by Kent's voice. "Hey we're here. You getting out or are you staying in the truck?"

"I'm coming." He picked up his gloves from the seat beside him and jumped from the truck. The tight denim ground into his erection causing him to wince slightly. Sam hoped Kent didn't notice as they released the straps holding the bales in place. Fortunately he was able to school his thoughts and calm down before he had to make the climb to the top of the hay.

By the time they returned for their delivery it was well past lunch. They headed out to T & S Market in the small town of Berlin. Berlin was one of those towns that if you blink you miss it. It boasted one store that also made pizzas, hoagies, and other foods. It also had a mechanic and small time saw mill. This was also where Kent's parents lived with Kent and Cathryn's place only three minutes away.

They walked into the cool store and went to the back to order waving at Shirley, the S in T & S, on their way past the check out counter. Shirley waved back and watched them walk away. Maybelle had a direct line to Shirley's ear too and had spent the morning telling her about her suspicions. 

As the owner of the only local store she felt it was her business to keep up with what was what. A shrewd woman, she ran the store with her husband and an iron fist. Many people preferred to deal directly with her husband Tom rather than her. But she was honest and wasn't about to spread this juicy story any further unless it was true.

There were a few people sitting around at the small tables in the dining area that was added two years before. Most of the customers were old farmers, retired from their fields sitting around, drinking pop, and taking it easy. In the air there was a fine haze of smoke that drifted up from the cigarettes dangling from their lips and from between their fingers.

"Hello Mr. Berry, Mr. Flaugher." Kent spoke to two of them as he sat down. "Think we're going to get any rain?"

"Nope, it's a dry year and gonna stay a dry year," said the man in the beat up cap with some sort of feed logo on it. Mr. Berry was eighty-two if a day and his skin was tanned and wrinkled like old leather. Though his voice was graveled from years of a two pack a day habit he drew in more of the Virginia tobacco. "I haven't seen it this dry since '52."

"It was '51, 'cause I damn near lost my tobacco crop that year." Mr. Flaugher put in. He was a few years younger than his cohort. He sent a toothless superior grin at Berry and scratched his white whiskers on his chin in smug satisfaction.

At the two men started to debate a drought that happened over fifty years ago the boys' food arrived. They smirked at each other and dug into their food. Shirley moved to the back under the pretence of helping clean up after the lunch rush. But she was more interested in the relationship between the cousins. If Sam really was sleeping with Kent's wife like Maybelle thought then he should be acting funny around Kent. 

She watched them closely while they ate. There seemed to be no strain or tension between the two men. Sam would look his cousin right in the eye and talk to him like he always did. After they left she picked up the phone.



A Family Affair Ch. 02



DING-DONG.

The first guests for the twins birthday party have arrived. After our little sexual soirée with the twins, James and Kate (see A Family Affair), we showered, cleaned the rooms for definite further encounters of the erotic kind, had breakfast and prepared the patio pool area for the barbeque with our naked friends. The moment of truth has arrived. We are presenting our sexually primed children to friends for a day they will hopefully remember for the rest of their lives. 

Our home is built on the side of a hill a step away from the beach, with strong windows as outside walls. The front door facing the road, is a one way mirror, so we can see who's outside while they cannot see us. Sometimes we need that extra moment to throw on a t-shirt in case it is friends who are not ready to meet us in our birthday suits. We try to present a little decorum to strangers and friends we haven't made love to yet. 

The first to arrive is my best friend Annette, with her husband Charles and their lovely nineteen year old daughter, Suzanne. We have been poly-lovers for more than ten years. We met at a swingers party and both my husband Paul and I fell in love with Charles and Annette. Their bisexuality fitted in with our lifestyle and we swopped often, Paul with Charles or Annette and I with Annette or Charles. Mostly we make love together. We haven't seen each other for six months and that is why we invited them to stay with us for the summer. I'm so glad that they're the first ones to arrive. I want them to be the next to make love to our children, even if it is a quickie. I know that Paul's cock wants to taste Suzanne's backdoor. I believe that she has been preparing her arsehole for just this occasion. 

Standing naked in front of an equally naked James with Paul behind Kate, I open the door to our equally naked lovers. They must have undress on their way over here. With a delightful squeak Suzanne rushes forward and jumps on Paul, wrapping her naked legs around Paul's naked waist. They kiss and grope while Charles envelopes the twins in his arms, pressing his erection against their young naked bodies. 

I am only peripherally aware of the scenes around me. My heart is bouncing in my chest and I can feel my nipples hardening as I see the naked Annette. She is as beautiful as ever. Her long flaming red hair, her beautiful face, her full breasts, her flat stomach and her shaved pussy take my breath away. The throbbing in my clit and the awareness of the wetness of my pussy are all for Annette. I slowly take her face in my hands, then run them down her neck, over her beautiful full breasts, caressing them and pinching her nipples on the way down to her buttocks. I pull her towards me and softly kisses her sensual lips. Our mounds are touching and our breasts are squashed as we embrace each other. 

"Hello, my love," I whisper as our kissing takes on a more serious tone. I feel Annette's hand sliding down my tummy to tickle my clit. Her middle finger opens my pussy lips like Moses parted the Red Sea. But there is no dry land between my lips. If the Hebrews wanted to go through my valley they will all drown. It doesn't take long before her finger enters my vagina. I gasp as she pushes her tongue into my mouth. How I longed to feel her embrace, to touch her again, to lick her pussy and just to love her. Every touch of her hands, her lips and her body burns into my soul. I want to become one with her, like I am one with Paul, and Charles, and Kate and James. Passions takes over my entire being.

"Linda, you are happy to see me," exclaims Annette while taking a break from our kissing. We look around and see our husbands and children are already in the den. Suzanne is standing on all fours on one of the couches, while Paul licks her pussy and backdoor. James and Kate are demonstrating to Charles their prowess in the art of giving a blowjob. He looks as if he approves of their abilities as they kneel in front of him. I can see his legs buckling as the twins take turns to suck his cock and play with his balls. I am proud of our children. Hopefully they will understand the concept of passionate love and share that with willing lovers.

I take Annette to one of the other couches and lay her on her back, spreading her legs to open her pussy to me. I am shaking with anticipation and excitement. It has been a long time since we made love and since my tongue tasted her nectar. Love seems to change the chemistry of the juices of ones lover. It seems as if I cannot get enough of their taste. I want to drown in my love for them. I haven't realised this until now. Here I am between a lover's legs, with my husband making love to Annette's daughter while the twins are giving a blow job to my lover's husband. My whole being wants to explode with love, sharing with what I have with everyone else.

I open her pussy with both my hands and see her wet inner sanctum with her inviting clit begging for my tongue. I cannot help myself as I dive between her legs to get to her pussy. Annette's pussy has a different taste than Kate's but I love it. I slowly worry her clit with my tongue while I insert my middle finger into her vagina. I feel around for her g-spot and discovering it I quickly slot in another finger and rub her trigger while sucking on her clit. As I pleasure my lover I feel my own orgasm rising. Giving pleasure is as great as receiving it. The more I suck on Annette's clit the more my own juices flow. 

Just as I am about to come I feel a stiff cock penetrating my exposed pussy.

"Look who has joined us," pants Annette in her throws of another orgasm. Looking around I see James kneeling behind me with his cock deep in me. His face is lit up as if he is in heaven. 

"That is it, Baby. Fuck your mother, while she licks my pussy." Annette is a real cheerleader when it comes to encouraging others to fuck. I don't mind. I love the enthusiasm when it come to sex. I contract my pussy muscles around James' dick to increase the friction for both of us. 

"My clit, my clit," I gasp as James pumps inside me. "Use your fingers to stimulate my clit." He has a lot to learn about women. Most men still believe in old Freud's lies about vaginal orgasms. Why do women have clits other than stimulation to orgasm? The vagina has its nerves and pleasures, but it is the clit that runs from the knob, through the pussy valley to the entrance of the vagina that is the magic wand for all women. Okay, maybe not for Deep Throat's Linda Lovelace, but for the rest of us mere mortal women, we need our clits stimulated. 

James' awkward actions with my clit is more distracting that pleasurable. This is another lesson he has to learn before long. Patience is needed with most men when it comes to women's pleasure. Despite James' feeble attempts to get me off, his cock fills me enough to bring pleasure to my pussy. I continue to stimulate Annette's g-spot and before I know it she gushes female liquid into my mouth.

"Quickly, James, look what happens when a woman is in ecstacy." I move out of the way so that James can see Annette's pleasure. He pulls out of me and falls in front of her pussy and gulps up her cum.

"Sweet birthday boy," says the out-of-breath Annette. "You are like a kid in a candy store. What are you waiting for? Come get your gift and fuck me." James is not someone who needs to be invited twice. He gives me a thank you look and starts fucking my friend. 

I look around as see Charles fucking Kate and Paul enjoying Suzanne's ass from behind. As the hostess I have other duties to perform and as I walk to the kitchen to check up on the food, I bend down to give Suzanne a passionate kiss and giving a high-5 to my husband, Paul.

After a quick shower, I check on the food and get everything ready for the next guests. In the meantime, the others have also stopped their fucking and are cleaning up. Suzanne is the first to enter the kitchen after her shower. She is still naked. 

"Thank you, Aunt Linda."

"What for?"

"For having us and allowing me to make love to your husband."

"It will be my pleasure if you stop calling Aunt Linda." I take her face in my hands and give her a kiss on her sweet lips. "We still have unfinished business." I pull her towards me and push my right leg between hers and she follows my example. 

"I always wanted to lick your pussy," says Suzanne. She gets me on the counter, spreads my legs and slowly makes love to my entire body. She is a master lover, something she picked up from her parents. Just before I can come, there is someone else at the door. 

Today is going to bean interesting day.

THE END.



A Family Affair Ch. 02



While Rebecca was learning about the family fun from her father, 19 year old Alex had slipped into his parent's room and smiled. His mother was lying on her back on the bed playing with her pussy. She was running her fingers up and down over her pussy lips then letting them slide inside and flicking them repeatedly against her clit. "I was wondering if you had fallen asleep." Michelle smiled looking at her son.

Alex shook his head as he slipped out of his boxers and made his way to the bed. "Nope, was just waiting for dad to head to Rebecca's room before I came in here."

Michelle chuckled as he climbed onto the bed and covered her body with his. She wrapped her arms around her son's neck and pulled his lips to hers. The kiss was gentle at first then deeper, as she opened her lips and admitted his probing tongue. "Mmmmmm," Michelle moaned sucking on his tongue as she pressed her body against his. "Make mommy feel good little boy." She purred as he broke the kiss and started nibbling at her neck with his teeth.

Alex bit down on her neck, making Michelle shiver with desire then he licked at the spot with his tongue. "Oh baby, that's it touch mommy." She purred wrapping her arms tightly around him and grounding her body against his.

Alex ground his cock against her stomach as he nibbled at her neck. "Can I mark you mommy?" He asked huskily feeling his cock throbbing with need.

"Oh yes baby boy, mark mommy." She sighed breathlessly as he started sucking at her neck. "Show the world I belong to my baby boy." She rubbed her hands up and down over his back and cupped his ass cheeks pulling him tighter against her.

Alex squeezed and loosened his ass cheeks, then started slowly humping with his hips as his cock drove back and forth against her stomach. Michelle purred as she felt his precum slither out of his cock and onto her stomach. "Oh yes baby boy, that's it, love mommy."

When Alex pulled his lips away from her neck, there was a bright cherry mark from where his lips had been. He kissed the spot then slowly started kissing his way down her body. He kissed her collarbone, and then moved further down until his face was even with her breasts. He left open mouth kisses on her breasts making her moan and press up against him. "Play with mommy's breasts baby. I love when you suck on them like you did when you were a baby."

Alex licked all over the tender flesh of her breasts, and then nuzzled her nipple with his lips. Michelle sighed softly and purred. "Eat mommy's nipple baby, suck on it and make mommy feel good."

Alex took her nipple between his lips and suckled softly at it. Michelle purred and ran her fingers through his hair. "That's it baby that feels so good."

Alex sucked at her nipple like a baby, running his tongue over it and biting gently on the small nub. Michelle gasped as she felt his teeth, then purred and continued running her fingers through his hair.

He grabbed her other tit in his hand and started massaging it with his fingers. He took her nipple between two fingers and pulled on it making her whimper with need.

"Oh yes baby, suck on mommy's tit, that feels so good." She lifted her body towards him pressing her tit further into his mouth. Alex opened his mouth and took more of her tit into his mouth, sucking greedily at it and making snarling noises in his throat.

"Ugh, oh yeah." Michelle whimpered throwing her head back and sighing deeply. "God that feels so good."

Alex bit gently at her tit while he mauled the other one with his hand. He pulled at her nipple until it was standing hard and proud. He released her tit from her mouth and started kissing his way down her stomach. He drove his tongue into her belly button and heard her giggle. "That tickles." She protested weakly.

He dipped his tongue into her belly button again then left open mouth kisses all over her stomach as he worked his way down her body until he reached his goal. He pushed her legs further apart and settled between them as he looked down at her pussy. Michelle took shallow breaths as she looked down at him through half closed eyes. "Eat me baby," She purred softly. "Eat mommy's hot cunt."

Alex looked up at her with passion filled eyes then lowered his head. He spread her pussy lips open and leaning forward took a long taste. Michelle shivered as she felt his tongue touch her.

He held her pussy lips open as he feasted on her cunt. He nibbled at her pussy lips then ran his tongue all over inside her. Michelle whimpered and lifted her hips against him. "Eat me baby, please eat mommy." She begged.

Alex saw her clit peeking out of its hood and smiled. He leaned his head down and brushed his tongue lightly over the small nub. Michelle shivered and grasped his head holding him tight against her. He flicked his tongue over her clit again, this time a bit harder and heard her whimper with desire. "That's it lover, lick that hot clit."

He flicked his tongue over her clit a few more times and felt her shiver with need. "Ugh, eat me." She begged softly pulling his head closer to her hot snatch. He shook off her fingers and slipped three fingers inside her making her whimper as he slowly sawed them in and out. "Oh god, yes that's it baby, eat that hot pussy, finger me, and make me cum."

Alex liked torturing her, he loved to drive her to the edge then not let her go over. He would push her to the edge, then pull back and let her body relax until she was begging him to make her cum. When he did make her cum, it was harder than it would have been otherwise and he loved drinking up her luscious juices. Driving his tongue deep inside her and drinking up all the nectar she had waiting for him.

He flicked his tongue over her clit a few times, and then teased it with just the tip of his tongue as he slowly sawed his fingers inside her. Michelle whimpered and started humping against his face. "Make me cum baby, mommy is so hot."

Alex was hot too. His cock was leaking precum all over the mattress and he knew he needed to get inside her and soon or he was going to make a mess all over the bed. He usually liked drawing this out but he was so hot after watching his sister earlier that he knew teasing time was over. He locked his lips on his mother's clit and sucked hard at it as he drilled his fingers fast and deep inside her.

"Ugh, that's it baby, eat my hot cunt. Oh fuck I am so hot." Michelle humped her body violently against his face as she fought for release. When he bit down on her clit she screamed in pleasure as she felt her orgasm start to rush over her. "Yes oh yes, eat me I'm cummminnnnngggg...." She screamed slamming her pussy tight against his face.

Alex pulled his fingers out of her and quickly replaced them with his tongue. He drove his tongue deep inside her drinking up all the nectar she had waiting for him. Michelle shivered and held tight to his head as she felt her orgasm rising once more. "Ugh, eat me, tongue me, make me cum again." She begged slamming her pussy tight against his mouth.

Michelle humped her body wildly against his mouth as Alex's tongue flew inside her. He drank up all the juices she had spewing out of her wet hole, and then dug around looking for more. When she suddenly coated his face with her juices, he drank them up greedily as she came once again.

Alex knew play time was over; his cock was throbbing so hard he felt like it was going to split in two. He quickly moved up over her and drove his cock deep inside her waiting well. "Oh my yes." Michelle purred feeling him filling her with his hot meat. "Fuck mommy, your cock feels so good."

Alex started plowing into her with fast, hard strokes, bottoming out every time he slammed into her. Michelle purred and matched his strokes with strokes of her own. Her hips were flying against his pounding cock as she felt her orgasm rising fast. "Ugh, oh fuck yes, fuck me, make me cum on that huge meat."

"Oh god mom, your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock." Alex sighed leaning down and taking her nipple between his lips again. He sucked hard at her nipple as he plowed deep and fast inside her making the bed squeak with the power of his thrusts.

Michelle wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her ankle into his ass, pulling him deeper inside her. "Fuck, yes your cock feels so good. I feel like an over wound watch, fuck me, I'm so close."

Alex fucked her harder, making sure his cock hit all over her inner pussy walls. He started moving in circles inside her and heard her whimper with need. "Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee," She squealed as she went flying over the edge. "Oh god, yesssssssssssssss..."

"That's it mom, cum all over my cock." Alex growled biting at her nipple with his teeth. Michelle squealed as pain and pleasure coursed through her body. "That's it baby, bite that nipple, rip it off with your teeth."

Alex's body was wound so tight, he was sure he was going to explode any minute. "Oh god mom, I don't think I can hold back much longer, your pussy is milking me." He gasped spearing her even faster than before until his movements were a blur.

The bed squeaked and protested the furious movements but the couple rocking back and forth ignored it. Both were lost in a land of lust, each reaching for that glorious peak. "Give it to me baby, give me all that hot cum." Michelle whimpered slamming her pussy tight against his thrusting cock. She tightened her pussy muscles around him and heard him cry out. "Oh fuck mom, here it comes." He growled as he bottomed out inside her and let go.

Michelle screamed as his cum splashed all over her insides. "That's it lover, coat my pussy with all that hot juice." Her body stiffened as she came yet again and her pussy tightened so much on his cock he felt like his cock was locked in a vice. 

"Fuck mom, your gonna tear my cock in half." He growled loving the tightness surrounding him. He felt her pussy loosen around him and slowly pulled out of her. He collapsed on his back beside her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her sweaty forehead. "That was fantastic mom." He said with a smile.

Michelle threw her arm across his stomach and rested her head on his chest. She had a feeling her husband would be sleeping in their daughters room tonight and she wasn't ready to let her son leave yet. She held him close as she slipped into dream land.

The next few days were paradise in Rebecca's opinion. The morning after she first found out about the family fun, she woke to her father slowly tonguing her hot pussy. She had moaned and pressed up against him. He ate her out until she had cum so many times she couldn't move, then he had given her what she really wanted, his long cock. He had ridden her hard and fast, until they were both panting and whimpering reaching out for the glorious release they both wanted. When he filled her with his seed, she had smiled and kissed him softly. "I think I like this daddy." She purred as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her on top of him.

Ron had chuckled and kissed her hard. "I thought you might sweetheart.

Over the next couple of days, Rebecca couldn't seem to go anywhere without her father right there. He had taken her on the kitchen table, as she walked into the kitchen to get a glass of juice. He even took her in the bathroom with her leaning against the counter after she had gotten out of the shower. When she asked him about it, he had just grinned and said he couldn't seem to get enough of her hot body.

Our story continues a few days later. Ron and Michelle were both at work and Rebecca was lying out by the pool getting some sun. She was sunbathing nude and had just rolled over onto her stomach, to let the sun hit her back when a shadow covered the sun. She opened her eyes and looked at her brother. He was standing besides her wearing nothing but a pair of swim trunks. "You're blocking the sun Alex." She admonished softly.

Alex dropped to his knees beside her and smiled. "Sorry sis, but you look so hot laying there getting sun." He ran his hands up over her back and started massaging the muscles. Rebecca sighed in pleasure as he rubbed her back. When his hands slipped down over her ass, she smiled and wiggled her ass as he rubbed and massaged the tender flesh.

"Mmmmmm.... That feels good." Rebecca sighed as he moved his hands back up over her back and massaged the muscles again.

"You haven't felt nothing yet sis." Alex said under his breath as he looked at her ass winking at him. He massaged her back for another minute then lowered his hands back down to her ass cheeks. He massaged her ass cheeks for a minute or two then lowered his hand even further down between her slightly spread legs. He found her slit and slid 2 fingers inside her and started slowly sawing them in and out.

"Oooohhhhh," Rebecca purred feeling him fill her with his fingers. She spread her legs a bit wider giving him better access to her body. She lifted her ass a bit off the chair she was laying on and closed her eyes as pleasure coarsed through her body.

Alex worked his fingers inside her slowly at first then faster as he brought his other hand down and started playing with her clit which was peeking out of its hood. He pulled onn the small nub and heard Rebecca whine with need. "Oh Alex, oh yes." She purred pushing back with her hips as she pulled his fingers deeper inside her.

Alex fingered her for another minute then pulled his hands away. Rebecca opened her eyes and looked at him over her shoulder. "Why did you stop? That felt good?"

He smiled at her as he swatted her lightly on the ass. "Roll over onto your back sis?"

She smiled at him and did as he asked. He reached up and started massaging her tits with his hands. Digging hard into the tender flesh. Rebecca moaned and closed her eyes as she felt his fingers moving over her. "Oh yeah, play with my tits." She purred.

Alex scooted closer to her then leaned over and took one of her nipples into his mouth sucking greedily at it. Rebecca moaned and put her hand on the back of his head holding him tight against her as she felt his tongue wrap around her nipple. "Oh yeah Alex, that feels so good."

He sucked on her nipple as he let his hands drift over her body. When his hand slipped between her legs once again, Rebecca let her legs fall open and put her feet on the ground on either side of the chair giving him complete access to her body. Alex rubbed the muscles in her legs softly at first then harder as he continued to suck on her tender nipple. When he grazed the tender flesh with his teeth, Rebecca jumped and moaned hotly.

He let his hand drift back between her spread legs and rubbed his finger up and down over her pussy lips. Rebecca sighed with pleasure, then reached down and spread her pussy lips open. "Touch me Alex," She purred softly.

Alex let his finger drift over her pussy, and then he found what he was looking for and rubbed his finger against her clit lightly. He sucked harder at her nipple as he teased her clit with his fingers. "Ugh, oh Alex, oh yes." Rebecca moaned torn between holding her pussy lips open and holding his head against her breast. She held her pussy lips with one hand and used the other to pull his head closer to her breast.

Alex wrapped his tongue around her nipple once more and felt it harden in his mouth. When it was nice and hard he pulled back and moved over to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Rebecca sighed in pleasure and lifted her body against his. "Oh Alex, oh yes, touch me." She whined softly as he continued to tease her clit with his finger tip. He pulled his mouth off her nipple and looked into her passion filled eyes. "What do you want sis?" He asked huskily.

She looked at him softly and smiled. "I want you to touch me. I want you to make me cum. I want you to fuck me and I want to suck on your hard cock." She reached her hand down between his legs and grasped his cock through his shorts. Alex gasped as pleasure coursed through his body. Rebecca rubbed her hand back and forth over him a few times and watched his eyes heat up with passion. Alex leaned his head down and captured her lips with his. He kissed her softly at first then deepened the kiss as he slipped three fingers into her well. Rebecca moaned against his mouth and lifted her hips against his hand. When his tongue probed at her lips, she opened them slowly and moaned hotter when his tongue swooped into her mouth. She still held his cock in her hand through his shorts and reached her hand up towards the top. She pulled at his shorts until she could get her hand inside them and reached down until she could grasp his cock once more. She stroked him the best she could with his shorts still on while she kissed him back deeply.

"Take your shorts off." She ordered against his lips.

He pulled his lips from hers and his hand from between her legs. He stood up and stared down at her as he slid his shorts down his hips and over his legs. When he was able to step out of them, he kicked them to the side then knelt beside her once more. Rebecca reached down and grasped his cock once more, slowly stroking it as he let his hand drift back down between her spread legs. "Oh yeah, stroke my cock sis, it feels so good." Alex sighed slipping his hand between her legs again and sliding three fingers inside her slowly sawing them in and out.

"So do your fingers little brother. Finger me, finger my hot pussy, make me cum on your hand." She squeezed his cock then continued stroking it slowly as his hand worked slowly between her spread legs.

Alex captured her lips with his once more, kissing her deep as he fingered her faster, driving his fingers hard and fast into her hot slit, as he brought his thumb up and pressed it against her clit. Rebecca whimpered against his mouth and pushed her tongue into his mouth, as she dueled with his. She sucked on his tongue as she stroked his cock faster, making sure to squeeze it occasionally and heard him moan against her mouth. "Oh fuck sis, your hand feels so good." He purred pulling his mouth from hers.

She pulled harder on his cock then pulled him closer to her. "I want your cock in my mouth Alex," She growled pulling him closer to her.

He pulled his hand from between her legs and took her hand off his cock. He stood up and held his hand out to her. "Come here sis, come lay down on the ground, I'm afraid we're going to break that chair."

Rebecca smiled and pulled herself up off the chair. She grabbed her towel and moving over by the pool, she laid the towel down on the ground then lay down on her back once more reaching up for her brother. "Come here little brother, give me that hot cock." She growled softly.

Alex moved so he was straddling her face and his cock was hanging down inches from her mouth. Rebecca spread her legs wide open, letting one foot dangle over the side of the pool as she reached up and grasped his cock in her hand. She stroked him a couple of times then pulled him down and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock sucking hard on it. "Ugh, oh god sis yes, suck that cock." Alex moaned closing his eyes as he felt her tongue whipping over the head of his meat.

Rebecca sucked at the head a few more times then let his cock slide further into her mouth. She sucked greedily at the fuck stick in her mouth as her hand moved up and cupped his balls, pulling and twisting them. "Eat me Alex; eat my pussy while I suck on your cock." Rebecca purred pulling his cock out of her mouth long enough to talk then taking it back in again, this time deeper then before. When she felt him pressing at the opening to her throat, she relaxed her muscles and let him slide down. When she felt his balls pressing against her nose, she moaned hotly and massaged him with her throat muscles.

"Oh my fucking god." Alex gasped feeling his cock down her throat. He never knew anybody who could take all of him but his sister had his entire cock driven in her hot mouth. He started flexing his hips and slowly face fucking her as he leaned his arms down and spread her pussy lips open. He fucked her face for another minute, enjoying the way her tongue whipped over him then he lowered his head and took a long taste of her hot pussy.




A Family Affair Ch. 02



Rebecca whimpered around his cock as she lifted her hips trying to pull him tighter against her hot cunt. Her cunt was on fire and she needed to cum something fierce. Alex got the hint and started flicking his tongue rapidly over her clit as he slid three fingers into her wet well. He sawed his fingers furiously in and out as he flicked his tongue repeatedly over her clit and fucked her face vehemently.

Both kids were moaning hotly as they reached for the glorious release. Rebecca humped her pussy up against his face; her feet planted hard against the ground as she bounced her hips up and down trying to pull him deeper inside her. Alex was fucking her face like there was no tomorrow. His hips were flying up and down as he drove his cock repeatedly into her throat and back out again. Each time he slammed into her throat, Rebecca would tighten her throat muscles holding him tight inside her as her hands pulled and twisted his balls.

Rebecca was the first one to fly over the edge into ecstasy. Alex was pummeling her pussy with his fingers as he sucked greedily at her clit. His lips were wrapped around it and he was sucking hard on the small nub. Rebecca cried out around his cock as she suddenly came and she almost choked as his cock slid down her throat when she came. She breathed heavily through her nose as she humped her pussy tighter against Alex's face.

Alex dropped his head down and shoved his tongue inside her licking all over and driving it in and out like a small cock. Rebecca whimpered around his cock as she felt her pussy heating up once more. She humped against his face harder, and dug her feet into the ground.

Alex fucked her face hard and fast, as he felt his balls boiling. He knew he was going to cum and fill her mouth with his hot juice. "Suck it sis, suck that hot cock." He growled pulling his face out of her pussy. He threw his head back as he fucked her face. "Take it, take it all. Oh fuck I'm cummminnnnngggg.." He shoved his cock down her throat again as he let go. She pulled back so she could get his cum in her mouth and drank it up greedily. She swallowed his hot load then dug around in his piss hole for more. When she was sure she had it all, she let his still hard cock slip from between her lips. 

"You taste good Alex." She grinned as he climbed off of her and sat down next to her.

He smiled and leaned down and kissed her gently. Rebecca tasted herself on his tongue and sucked at his tongue trying to get all the juice. "So do you sis. Ready for more of my big cock?"

He stroked his still hard cock for a minute as he smiled down at her.

Rebecca grinned as she reached over and grasped his cock in her hand stroking it slowly. "Oh fuck yes, give me that big cock little brother."

He rubbed his hand over her tits as she stroked him. "How do you want it sis?"

She thought about that for a minute then rolled over onto her hands and knees. "Like this Alex, give it to me from behind."

Alex moved in behind her and rubbed her cunt up and down with his cock. He felt her juices coat his cock then he lined it up at her entrance. He grasped her hips and pressed forward with his hips slowly entering her. "Oh yeah, give me that cock." Rebecca moaned feeling him fill her.

"You want it slow, or fast?" he asked slowly pressing into her. He reached down under her and gently rubbed her clit.

Rebecca whimpered and pressed back against him taking him completely inside her. "Both." She whined feeling him fill her completely.

Alex chuckled as he gently rubbed her clit, he pulled out slowly, letting his cock hit against every part of her pussy as he pulled out of her. Rebecca clawed at the ground at his slow release. "Ugh, oh yes."

Alex pulled back until he held half his cock inside her then slowly pressed forward with his hips once more impaling her with his hard meat. "Oh god little brother, you are driving me crazy." Rebecca whimpered feeling his slow strokes as he gently rubbed her clit with his fingers.

"What do you want sis?" he asked keeping up the slow assault on her senses. He would pull out about halfway then press back in so slowly she was sure she was going to explode if he didn't fuck her harder. His finger rolled around gently on her clit making her whimper and whine with need. 

"Fuck me, fuck me hard." She begged slamming her body back against his.

"Like this sis?" He let go of her clit and leaned over her until his hands were resting on the ground on each side of her body. He pulled out until he held just the head inside her then slammed his hips forward, burying his cock completely inside her once again. He started pounding her hard and fast, driving his cock deep inside her with each powerful stroke.

Rebecca was panting heavily as she slammed her body back against his. "Yes, oh fuck yes. Fuck me hard, fuck me fast, and drive it deep inside me. Make me cum." She reached under her body and grabbed at her clit, twisting and pulling on it as her body heated up. She was on fire and she knew she had to cum soon or she was going to explode.

Alex fucked her hard and deep, his cock flying in and out of her wet hole. Rebecca was whimpering and whining as she slammed back against his powerful strokes. "Ugh, oh god fuck me I'm cummminnnnngggg..." She cried as her whole body exploded with release.

"That's it sis, coat that cock." Alex growled fucking her faster than before. His cock was flying in and out of her hot hole and he knew it wouldn't be long before he was filling her with his juices.

He pulled out suddenly and grabbed her arm. "Roll over onto your side sis." He growled.

Rebecca looked at him over her shoulder then did as he asked. She rolled onto her side and lifted one of her legs into the air. Alex put her leg on his shoulder as he slid into her once more. "Oh yeah, just like that." Rebecca purred feeling him go deeper then before.

Alex leaned down over her and drove his cock home hard and fast. Rebecca started panting as she felt her orgasm rising once more. "Fuck me oh god fuck me. Make me cum again." She begged reaching down and pulling at her clit once more.

"Coat my cock sis." Alex growled fucking her harder and harder until his cock was a blur of movement. "Cum all over my cock, do it now." He slammed forward as he let go and heard her scream as she joined him in ecstasy.

Alex leaned down over her until her leg was pressed against her chest and he captured her lips with his. "You are one hot fuck sis." He sighed happily against her lips.

She ran her fingers through his hair as she smiled. "So are you Alex, hopefully we can do it again sometime."

He pulled out of her and sat back on his knees just smiling at her. "Oh definitely."

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Authors Note: I got mixed reviews on the first chapter of this story, so I am asking my faithful readers who have been with me through the good and the bad, do you want to read more? 



A Family Affair Ch. 02



Authors Note - 

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

This is the second part of this little mini-series, and is probably best looked at after reading episode 01, but for those who can't wait, here's a little précis of events so far...

Paolo has a hot experience that he'd only ever dreamed of whilst on holiday in Italy. It set him thinking about a very strange, and enlightening, week! 

Paolo lives on the outskirts of London, a member of a big wide-spread family that stretches throughout Europe. At the end of his first year at University his family had arranged to spend some time at his Aunt's Villa in Tuscany, but for various reasons the rest of his family had dropped out at the last minute and he'd made the trip alone.

At Pisa airport, he'd been surprised to find no-one there to meet him, and had been shocked to witness a passionate re-union between a young Italian couple that had really opened his eyes! However soon after that, he'd had an even bigger shock when his volatile Sicilian cousin Isobella, 'Izzy', had finally appeared to pick him up and drive him to the Villa...

I'm always interested in people's comments if you'd care to leave one, and please vote too. All feedback is useful!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy...

Duke  

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4.Arrival at the Villa

After the dramatic events at the airport, the journey from Pisa around Florence and up into the Tuscan hills above Sienna with my cousin Izzy was interesting to say the least. 

Initially, she seemed intent on showing off the paces of our sleek Maserati and when we hit some open motorway North of Pizza she put her foot down and my eyes widened as the speedo shot up to the 140 mph mark. All this while she was casually describing life in Sicily, one hand on the wheel, the other making elaborate gestures to amplify her stories!

Eventually though she calmed down and slowed to a more pedestrian 90 mph. It may have been that she'd spotted my white knuckles gripping the side of the seat and door rest, or the slightly strangled, monosyllable responses that I was making in the name of conversation. But, whatever, I finally relaxed somewhat and enjoyed Izzy spilling the beans on all the family scandal. She was a natural storyteller and, in our family, their always seemed to be plenty of juicy gossip to exaggerate, so the time passed quickly and before long we were off the motorway and heading higher into the hills. By then I was laughing and teasing her back, and also enjoying the sight of her long, bare legs that were barely covered by the scandalously short polka-dot dress as they worked the pedals. I tried hard not to stare, but I'm sure she caught me a few times and I could have sworn that there was a sly smile passing over face on one occasion.

All too soon though we were onto the dusty back-roads as we approached the villa, parched fields flying quickly by, tall cyprus trees surrounding small, red roofed farm buildings and the smell of wild flowers in the air. It was just as I remembered it, beautiful and idylic. Just what I needed after a hard year at uni!

That was until Izzy did the emergency stop!

When we'd approached the gates to my Uncle's villa, I'd been a bit surprised that she hadn't slowed down more, and as we headed up the dusty drive around the trees and shrubs that hid the main buildings. the drive went into an arc before twisting round into a gravelled courtyard in front of the old villa itself. 

As we slid round the last bend my eyes snapped shut, leaving the frozen picture of the imposing villa imprinted on my retina. It was a like a still photograph, everything frozen in time. The taxi parked up in front of the stone steps, boot open and full of cases. The driver leaning into his open door, my Uncle Flavio on the steps with his arm around my Aunt Luisa, both heads swivelled round in our direction with an expression of shock on their faces.

There was no shriek of tyres, just a loud rumbling noise as the ABS and gravel struggled to slow down our yellow missile. I cringed and waited for the impact! 

But nothing happened. When I finally dragged open my eyes again, we were stopped. And, thankfully, short of the taxi! 

I was still recovering, and nobody else had moved, but Izzy quickly pushed open her door, bounced out and rushed up the steps.

"Hey, Uncle Flavio, look who's here. It's Paulo!!"

My Uncle seemed to pause and take a deep breath. He is quite short and has grown wider over the years as his love of good food has outstripped his enjoyment of exercise. His hair is thinning and greying fast, and our abrupt arrival had probably speeded that process considerably. 

"Well, Izzy, I'm pleased to see that you got him here in one piece. Just!" he said sarcastically, staring pointedly at the two foot gap between the two cars. Then he came down the three steps separating us as I dragged myself out of the car. His normal good humour instantly back, he opened his arms to embrace me, then shook my hand enthusiastically.

"Paolo, Paolo!... so good to see you again. You are most welcome!"

I was pleased that everyone seemed to be speaking English in my presence, if a little guilty that my Italian was so badly regarded! I attempted to remedy the situation.

"Buongiorno zio, è un piacere vedere anche voi..." I stopped as I watched his face cringe slightly and heard Izzy laugh behind me. Maybe my accent wasn't quite perfect? He continued in English, "Well, thank you Paolo, but everyone wants to try out their English on you so that might be best, eh?"

I glanced at the taxi driver who was looking at his watch, and Uncle Flavio had seen the gesture too.

"Now, Paolo. Mille apologies, but something important has come up at my business in Milano so I'm going to have to sort that out for a few days. I have a train soon." He half turned to his wife and she too stepped forward and embraced me, kissing cheeks. My Aunt was taller than my Uncle, about my height, slender and graceful, with her raven black hair cut stylishly short in a 'bob' around her narrow face. Her grey eyes sparkled warmly as she smiled and hugged me tightly, "Ciao Paolo."

My Uncle was looking impatiently around him by now, and also at his watch, "Now where are the other two?" he asked nobody in particular.

Puzzled, I looked at Izzy. "What other two?" I mouthed. She'd already told me that Guilio was away somewhere on the drive up here, but she hadn't mentioned anyone else at the villa. Then I heard the garden gate at the side of the house squeaking open and two figures tumbled through in a twirl of girlish laughter. They wore short tennis dresses, and were soon rushing over the drive to meet us.

"Ah, there you are! I was beginning to think that I'd miss you," he boomed as I recovered from another surprise as my twin Austrian cousins Ilse and Frieda joined us on the steps, kissing him dutifully on the cheek. Then they'd joined me and I was grasped in two more big hugs as they kissed cheeks and gabbled out an excited welcome.

They were both looking good, fitness and energy radiating out as we stood in our small group. They were sweating slightly and clearly the tennis dresses weren't on for show and I remembered how Ilse in particular had taken great delight in trouncing me the last time that I'd played them on a trip to Austria. That would have been just over a year ago I suppose.

And, although they were twins and just six months younger than me, they looked nothing like that! They were quite different. Ilse was about Izzy's height, slim with golden, shoulder length wavy hair and bright blue eyes. Frieda was shorter, more compact with short brown hair and penetrating hazel eyes, her strong muscular thighs glistening under the short white tennis dress.

Before we could say much more than 'hello' though, my Uncle had taken my arm again.

"Now than Paolo, I'll have to go for the train and as Guilio's not here, I'm leaving the women in your charge," he winked at me as he added semi-sternly, "And keep an eye on that 'Izzy' for me will you. She's in need of some male 'controlling' influence." 

Izzy responded from behind me with a burst of quick Italian that had everybody laughing, including my Uncle. I had a feeling that I was probably the butt of that particular joke so I gave her a pained look, but that just seemed to make them laugh even more!

Then the taxi doors were slamming and my Uncle was waving at me from the back seat as the car swept away.

5.Settling In

So, after the dust settled, my immediate future was also settled!

It appeared that Izzy had already arranged a packed lunch, and the intention was for the four of us to drive up to a mountain lodge that the family owned. It was higher than the villa, but only about thirty minutes away, and would be cooler. I'd been there many times in the past, and was pleased at the idea. It was a small wooden building set in woodland and with a small lake. The attraction for the girls though seemed to that it too had a clay tennis court. My Uncle must have been really keen in his younger days because he seemed to have built them all over the place!

When I protested that I didn't have any tennis gear with me, I was quickly informed that my Aunt had dug out some of Guilio's and that I could use those. End of protest!

As my Aunt looped her arm round my waist and began to guide me up the steps to a stone archway that sheltered the main entrance, she was asking about my mother and sister, checking that all was well. I passed on their apologies a bit huffily given that they'd let me down at the last minute as well, but my Aunt just smiled graciously and just said that 'these things happen'.

It made me feel a bit guilty though about just shooting off with my cousins as well.

"I'm sorry Aunt, here I am just arriving and then leaving you again. It seems a bit un-sociable!"

"Oh don't worry Paolo, I've plenty to do here, and you can tell me all your news at dinner tonight," she said, before glancing at me and catching my eye, "You know I'm really looking forward to it...and here's Caterina, she'll show you up to your room."

The woman who had appeared at the doorway was a little older than my Aunt, shorter and much rounder in shape! A big smile spread across her face as she came forward.

"Signor Paulo! Buongiorno!!" she absolutely gushed, before enveloping me in a big, bear hug of an embrace. Catarina was my Aunt's housekeeper and had been with the family ever since I could remember. She was wearing a big black dress that swept down to her ankles. I think that it was some sort of uniform, because she always seemed to wear black around the house and her short black hair was fastened severely back in a bun. 

She was apologising straight away that her husband, Jose, had gone down to the village so that I would have to carry my own case, but Izzy shouted up from the drive that she needn't worry, because I was going to need all my strength for this afternoon and it would be good practice for picking up balls that I'd missed! I gave her another pained look which drew a similar response to before as Catarina shepherded me inside, into the cool of the villa.

I kept my voice as neutral as possible when I'd asked how Catarina's daughter, Maria, was. She was one day younger than me and we'd almost grown up together playing around the Villa and it's grounds whenever I'd visited, and with our birthdays being so close there had been plenty of joint celebrations. We'd become great friends, and I was really looking forward to seeing her again on this trip. 

Catarina was full of apologies when she explained that Maria was still in Florence, finishing off some University work, and I'm sure that she was teasing as she let that hang for a few minutes before casually mentioning that she would be back in a couple of days for the holidays. I wasn't really that surprised, because I'd contacted her the week before to tell her that I was coming and she'd told me then, but Catarina's next remark did surprise me. 

"She said to tell you that she was looking forward to seeing you and that she had something special to tell you."

That made me both happy and intrigued. 'Special?' I thought as my brow furrowed, 'Whatever could that be?'

Then we'd arrived in my bedroom and I threw my case onto the big, spacious bed, alongside the tennis gear that my Aunt had apparently dug out for me. Catarina checked that I was alright and left me to do some quick unpacking as Izzy had given us a tight deadline of meeting back up on the drive in thirty minutes for the trip up to the lodge.

Un-packing didn't take long. I hadn't brought many clothes, expecting the hot, sunny climate to obviate the need for anything warm and thick. So it was mainly tee-shirts, shorts and slacks with a couple of shirts for anything semi-formal. I checked my watch. I was even ahead of Izzy's crazy schedule as I thankfully pulled my way-too-warm pullover up and off my head before being distracted by what sounded like a cry of distress in the corridor outside. I quickly went to the door and stepped through to see if help was needed.

That's when I stopped dead. Further down the carpeted corridor, a beautiful, semi-naked figure was bending down to pick up a dropped towel. She had her back to me and all she seemed to have on was a tight pair of pink panties, her generous behind filling them nicely as she'd stooped down.

I suppose that my strangled cry had alerted her to my presence, and as Izzy rose and twisted towards me, she was dragging the big white towel up to cover herself. But not before I'd had a fleeting glimpse of two very nicely shaped, bare breasts bouncing up with her.

"Paolo!" she gasped in apparent confusion, taking a couple of steps backwards.

"Izzy!" I responded in embarrassed alarm.

She seemed to recover quickly, "What are YOU doing here?" she spluttered as I tried hard not to stare at her long bare legs again, and the way that she was holding the towel clutched to her throat meant that a pink pantie covered triangle at the top of her legs was also peeping into view. 

I swallowed as my throat suddenly felt seriously dry, "I, errr...well, that is my bedroom," I explained pointing, probably unnecessarily, behind me, "...and I thought I heard you cry out..."

Izzy was still taking steps backwards to her own open door, "That's because I'd dropped my towel idiot! Ohhhhhh men...!!" she gasped as she finally retreated into her own bedroom and slammed the door shut. I was left staring at the empty corridor and wondering why all the women that I seemed to know could be so illogical!

I spent the next ten minutes trying hard to push the image of the almost bare Izzy out of my mind. She was my cousin after all, and we'd seen each other naked before. Snag was that we were probably about four or five at the time and she'd changed a lot since then! That voyeuristic view would had been distinctly disturbing on its own, but the thing that I was really struggling to deal with was the physical response from between my legs! 

Getting into my tennis shorts looked like becoming a bit of a challenge!

6.The Lodge

In the end it was touch and go, but I did make it to the front of the villa on time, to join up with Ilse and Frieda who were already standing on the steps above the drive and chatting in German. There was no sign of Izzy, which wasn't entirely unexpected and did at least delay the possible embarrassment of what I could possibly say to her!

The twins were wearing fresh new tennis dresses, Ilse in pale lemon and Frieda in a more sophisticated affair that started with pale orange at the top and then changing gradually to a deeper shade as it flared out over her hips. Both dresses had short, loose skirts, and thin straps around their shoulders with tops cut deeply down the front either to aid skin respiration or maximise cleavage display. Whatever the design purpose, they both caught my attention!

I was moving a little warily as my shorts had turned out to be a little tighter than I'd expected. It was strange really because the last time I'd met Guilio, I'm sure that his waistline was no smaller than mine, but this pair had been a bit of a tight fit, even after my emergency cold shower following the incident with Izzy!

I'd been quietly pleased that there'd been no racquet in my room, and I'd had a sneaking hope that I could escape being slaughtered by the twins by getting to the lodge and 'finding' that I'd got nothing to play with. Unfortunately that hope was quickly dashed as I'd seen the big tennis bag at Ilse's feet. It seemed to be absolutely full of spare racquets.

After quick hugs of greeting again, Ilse asked me to check through the bag and choose one, which was why I was bent over when I felt a resounding slap across my bottom!

"Hey!" I protested as I shot upright and twisted round to see that Izzy had finally appeared silently behind me, grinning from ear to ear. She was wearing a plain white tennis shirt over a short, bright pink pleated skirt that clearly matched the panties that I'd seen earlier.

"Sorry!" she laughed, "Couldn't resist...you shouldn't wear such tight shorts, especially across that pert bum of yours! What do you think girls?"

The initial shock had instantly been replaced by rising embarrassment as they all seemed to be examining my 'pert' rear, and Ilse in particular seemed about to step forward with her hand outstretched to feel it.

"Ilse!" I said warningly as I took a quick step backwards. Then they all laughed at my discomfort and Izzy disappeared to the garage to dig out our transport. At least, I thought with a flash of relief, that moment appeared to have overcome any possible awkwardness after the corridor episode!

And soon we were wending our way higher into the cooler mountains along twisting side roads, through small, picturesque villages. I suspect that Uncle Flavio had told my Aunt that the Maserati was off limits to Izzy, and we were in the big family Fiat estate car which Izzy was driving somewhat more sedately than the bright yellow sports car. I was again in the passenger seat trying hard not to stare too blatantly at her long tanned legs which the short tennis skirt was doing an even poorer job then the previous polka dot dress in hiding! Fortunately, the twins in the back were barraging me with questions about home and the rest of the family, so the journey passed quickly and we were soon driving along a shaded mountain track, high trees flashing by to appear dramatically in a bright, sunny clearing. 

Izzy brought the car to a holt next to the low wooden building, in the shade of a large pine tree. As we piled out of the car, I was relieved to feel a gentle, cool breeze waft around us as the sun still shone down from a clear blue sky with mid-day fierceness. Izzy soon had the rear door open and was pulling out a big hamper that Caterina had provided for our lunch. She threw me a large, gaily coloured blanket which was clearly for us to sit on. I scanned the veranda of the lodge where there were table and chairs, but quickly chose a spot on the grassed lawn which led down to a small, wooden jetty jutting out into a picturesque little lake. The grass there was soft and shaded by two more high pines. Perfect!

By the time that I'd spread out the big, orange checked sheet, the girls were approaching with the hamper and an assortment of other packages, one of which was a big cooler bag from which Ilse proudly produced a bottle of Chianti. It was looking like being a good meal, and my travel fatigue was soon dispersed by the thought of Caterina's superb cooking and a drop or two of the local vino!

My cousins were still chattering relentlessly among themselves as they lay everything out. I took responsibility for the serious job of opening the wine, and then we were all sitting around the feast and tucking in heartily. 




A Family Affair Ch. 02



After we'd finished, we cleared up the meal things and stowed them back in the car before moving the blanket out into the mottled sunlight at the edge of the shade intending to relax and sunbathe for a while as our meal settled. Izzy led the way as we pulled off our tennis shoes and socks from our hot feet and settled down next to each other, conversation drifting pleasantly along as we enjoyed the soothing warmth.

I was almost dozing off, beginning to think how nice it would be to just laze here all afternoon when I felt movement next to me and I twisted to see Izzy give Ilse a little push. "Now?" Ilse asked quietly as she got onto her knees. I didn't hear any response, but then she was up and heading over to the car.

Within minutes she was trotting back with the big tennis bag over her shoulder.

'Oh no,' I thought in resignation. It was looking like I wasn't going to escape the tennis drubbing after all.

She knelt down next to us and began to rummage in the bag, eventually bringing out a bright yellow tennis ball.

"This is my lucky one," she said holding it out to her sister.

"Ah, well I'll have that then!!" shouted Izzy as she made a grab for it, and as Ilse tried to snatch back her hand, Izzy had knocked it out and the ball had bounced down onto my chest. I grunted and made a move to grasp it, but not before both girls had dived onto me grappling for their prize.

"Ouch! Watch out...Hey!!" I gasped as they briefly knocked the wind out of me, but then all hell broke loose as Frieda dive in as well, and suddenly we had become a mass of squirming bodies, arms and legs intertwined as we all fought for the strange prize. For a second or so I'd tried to wriggle away, but then I laughed and joined in the melee. I felt a bit like a school kid again as I wriggled between them, chasing that damned ball but the challenge was on although the feel of our close, wrestling bodies was getting disturbingly exciting.

It was just when I'd spotted my opportunity when it happened. The ball had slid out of someone's hand just next to my face. I was under the pile at the time, on my side but able to free my hand from under some soft, warm flesh, goodness knows who's, to make a grab at it.

Then I froze, as I felt something rubbing up against my inner thigh, half way up my leg. It was impossible to see anything from where I was, but my original suspicion was quickly confirmed as I felt a hand begin to caress briefly the bare skin in between my legs before rising upwards. It slipped higher, pushing up my shorts for a few inches before slipping over the top and cupping the hardness that had quickly developed between my legs. It stayed there for a few seconds, teasing and rubbing me until my automatic response was starting to get painfully trapped by my tight shorts before drifting away, just as I finally managed a shocked response, "Hey who's that?"

It was impossible to tell who's hand had been exploring me, and my cry of surprise had been drowned out by Frieda's shout of triumph as she finally twisted away from the rest of us, holding the bright yellow ball high in triumph!

I was breathing deeply as we all rolled away from each other, partly from the exertion of fighting for the damned ball, but also from the shock of that sensual caress. And the effect was to make me drag my knees up to my chin to try and hide the big, uncomfortable bulge that had developed in my shorts. 'Who the hell had that been?' I thought in stunned surprise as I attempted to get my mind round that electric contact, darting suspicious glances at my three cousins, all of whom were ignoring me and congratulating Frieda on her success. I took a deep breath. 'Could it have been an accident?' I began to think wildly, 'They're my cousins after all...' But it hadn't felt like an accident!

The others were getting up though, in apparent ignorance of my condition.

"Come on Paulo," said Ilse brightly as she picked up the tennis bag, "Time to get a thrashing!"

I was still lying on my back with my knees arched up, and I stayed there! I really wasn't sure that I could have stood at that point and even if I had, my embarrassment would have been clear to all!

"I...errrr... I..." I spluttered, not at all sure how I was going to get out of this situation.

But, strangely, it was Izzy who came to me rescue. She kneeled back down next to me and told the other two to go and start a game and that we'd join them later. I watched them give

us a funny look before waving as they turned and headed off to the court at that back of the lodge.

7.An Izzy Surprise

Izzy was smiling as she leaned over me, "You really don't have to feign an injury if you don't want to play you know," she said reassuringly before adding a little disarmingly, "I'd already drawn the short straw of being your partner anyway, so it's probably for the best..." 

She paused for a second before adding almost as an afterthought, "...so, when are you going to make love to me?"

I was still processing her first comment, "What do you mean, 'short straw'!? I mean...WHAT did you say?!!"

She leaned a little closer, her deep brown eyes bright, her smile widening, "Come on Paolo, I've seen the way that you look at me..."

"I...never...I..." maybe spluttering incoherently was the best defence mechanism I could come up with at the time.

Her hand had now drifted down to my face and she began to slowly run her fingers through my hair, "...now would be nice don't you think?"

"I...WHAT?!" The dramatic turn of events seemed to have frozen me in some kind of tortured dilemma. Christ, making love to Izzy had been something that I'd fantasised about for years, but I'd never thought that it could ever happen. We were family for Christ's sake! But I finally had to say something as she seemed to be waiting for some kind of adult reaction instead of all the spluttering and gurgling that I'd managed so far!

"Izzy, you can't be serious," I tried at last, "...we're...family...cousins!!"

"I know...it's going to be fantastic isn't it?"

"Izzy, we can't... there's probably a law against it... what about your parents?" God knows why I brought parents into it. That was so un-likely to restrain Izzy from anything!

She seemed to be losing patience a bit, "Don't be silly Paolo, it's not like we're brothers and sisters... even the Pope says it's ok!" Then she surprised me even more, "And I've been looking forward to this for years... ever since we were in England together... you've no idea how often I nearly crept into your bed!"

" But that would probably have been too soon," she added wistfully, "I don't think that your mother would have approved."

The revelation that we'd both been dreaming of making love to each other at the same time, just a few years ago and only a couple of rooms apart in my parent's house left me open mouthed and stunned again, prompting Izzy to further action.

Suddenly I flinched as I felt her other hand, fall into my lap and slowly begin caress my hardness.

"...it's not as if you don't want to now, is it?" she purred.

I felt a flash of anger, "So it WAS you that... just now...mmmm" I didn't finish because she'd bent further over me and pressed her soft lips over mine.

I resisted for all of ten seconds.

Then my lips were working back at hers as the blood started to pound in my head. My hand automatically lifted, but instead of pushing her away, my fingers wrapped around her neck and pulled her harder into me as the kiss developed, our lips parting, tongues beginning to fight a sensuous dance together. I let out a long, heartfelt sigh as I just surrendered myself to the moment, caution thrown to the wind.

Her devilish hand was still busy between my legs, making the bulge inside my shorts ever more uncomfortable. Instinctively my other hand lifted up to find the twin bulges of her bosom, caressing at first and then grasping and fondling her breasts under the white tennis shirt, feeling good when I heard her gasp with pleasure. 

But suddenly she pulled away, leaving me breathing hard and gazing at her beautiful, excited face in something approaching wonder. Was this really happening? 

It was. 

Her hands dropped to the white tennis shirt and literally dragged it over her head, exposing a bright pink, lacy bra that only covered half of the juicy mounds that had been the subject of my hot dreams for so long. This time it looked like I was going to see them in real life, as I watched her hands twist urgently behind her to release the bra clasp, and in an instant, the gaily coloured cups were sliding away from her breasts, leaving them staring at me in all their naked glory.

They were absolutely gorgeous. Breathtaking!

Her olive skin was taut over the rounded mounds, lifting higher as she took in a long, deep breath, the soft brown rings surrounding her darker nipples seemed to quiver in anticipation as her sparkling eyes watching mine widen as I took in that fantastic sight.

"My God Izzy... you're so, so... beautiful," I gasped in wonder.

It seemed like I'd found the right words again, as I watched her smile widen and then she'd dropped down on me again, lips fighting to find mine as her hands, grabbed at my shirt, dragging it up so that her hands could roam over my bare chest. My own hands had quickly found their own targets as I caressed and explored her breasts, taking care to give her hardening nipples as much attention as possible! An electric excitement seemed to be coursing through both our bodies as we twisted and writhed together for long minutes until again, to my aching disappointment, she pulled away again, it seemed breathing even harder than me.

She looked into my eyes for just a few seconds and I could see the lust and desire swirling around them before she'd grasped my shirt and dragged it over my head so that we were both topless. Then her eyes had switched quickly to my tight shorts, the hard bulge still evident and her fingers were desperately working at the fastening below my navel.

She was still wearing the tight, pleated pink skirt but it had drifted higher as we'd squirmed together and I could see the tight pink panties that had so drawn my attention in the corridor incident in the villa. Her legs were apart as she struggled with my shorts, and it seemed the most natural thing in the world to reach across and caress the tight, smooth material as it dived down into the vee between her lithe thighs.

The result was satisfyingly dramatic as she froze in the process of undoing my pants, head arching back and a long low moan escaped her lips as my fingers rubbed over her sensitive pussy. Those searching fingers quickly slid their way over her firm, aroused mound before tracing a path between the increasingly damp slit between them, forcing the bright pink pantie material deep into the crevice.

I really did have to admire Izzy's self control at this point as, after sucking in some deep breaths and making some accompanying animal-like sounds for a few seconds as my fingers began their exploration, she soon got back to work on my pants, pulling open the button at the top of my fly, dragging down the zip and finally releasing some of the discomfort that I'd been suffering for so long now. Now my hardened member was just trapped inside the thin material of my pale blue undershorts. But not for long! Izzy's hand slipped straight inside as she pushed the top of my pants down and her fingers wrapped themselves possessively around it as it sprang up straight to attention.

This time it was my head that arched back, eyes closed and gasping as her fingers went to work on me! But even then, there was still something holding me back.

"Oh God Izzy, that's so, so good...keep doing it... but what if the Ilse or Frieda come back?...Oh Jesus, yessssss!"

"Oh stop fretting Paulo! You know what they're like when they start playing tennis, they'll be ages..." she sighed in between deep breaths as the fingers of one hand continued to explore my stiff shaft while the other dragged off my shorts and pants.

Not to be outdone, I abandoned all thoughts of caution at last, pulling her down alongside me so that I could get at the fastening of the tiny pink skirt, dragging the zip down and pulling it over her hips to squeals of delight from Izzy as she rolled onto her back and lifted up her legs to ease it off. That gave me a big advantage as I grabbed hold of her ankles, pushing them onto my shoulders as I knelt in between her legs, grasping the elastic waistline of her pink panties, and dragging them off her bottom, which she lifted obligingly and up her thighs. 

The sight of her neatly trimmed little brown bush was enough to make my throat go dry as my eyes greedily followed the fuzzy arrowhead to the inviting dark slit below. As if reading my mind, she opened her legs as far as the panties would allow, opening the wet lips of her sex wide enough to see the pink folds of skin guarding her opening. If I'd had any self-control left before, that sight drove it out completely! 

An animal-like grunt escaped my lips as I dragged her panties higher and off one leg so that they dangled off one ankle. I didn't need any more help though as her released legs automatically spread in front of me, Izzy's hungry eyes looking at straight at my massive erection, poised high over her wet, molten pussy.

"Now Paolo now, don't wait...I want it now..." she gasped urgently, wide eyed with desire.

And I didn't need any extra encouragement as I pushed her legs wider apart, her pink opening now totally exposed as I dropped down, grasped my straining shaft and pushed the sensitive head between her labia lips to nestle up against the entrance to her hot cave. I paused for a moment to settle myself. 

Izzy misread it.

"Oh God Paolo, NO! Don't stop now," she moaned desperately as she thrust her hips back at me, wanting only to feel me inside her.

But I wasn't planning on waiting for anything! With another big grunt I pushed back, sighing in satisfaction as I felt her vagina lips open to tightly envelope me as I pushed myself past her outer defences and deep into her oily warmth. 

"That's it Paolo... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh my good, good God," she moaned as she felt me invade her, sliding in further and further until every square centimetre of me was buried deep inside her.

We paused there for an magical moment, savouring every electric sensual signal that our joining had triggered to burst around our taut bodies. I was on my arms above her, and I began to ease back and forth in long, slow thrusts. Her eyes had been tight shut as she'd concentrated on the sensations washing around her body, but finally opened and stared deep into mine.

"Yes Paolo, yes...yes...mmmmmmmm...yes!!" she sighed as her legs lifted, her ankles locking behind my back seemingly to block any thought of escape or withdrawal. Not that that was likely!

Then we were fucking together, getting into an easy rhythm that quickly increased in pace as our excitement mounted. At first we'd stared hungrily into each other's eyes, enjoying the pleasure that we were sharing, but gradually the intensity rose and she began to make low mewing sounds as her eyes closed and she lost herself in her mounting arousal.

I was soon struggling to hold on. I knew that my climax wasn't far away, but I was desperate to please Izzy as well.

"Come on, come on Izzy!" I gasped as I struggled to contain myself, driving in and out still, my shaft feeling like a molten rod, but there was no response, just more low moaning as she slowly twisted her head from side to side, her face a mask of enjoyment or pain, or both!

Then I finally felt her stiffening under me as she plateaued, her fingers had reached up and wrapped themselves in my hair and she was pulling urgently. It had to be the moment!

Almost desperately I began thrusting short and hard, quicker and quicker until I felt her stiffen, arching under me, just as I cried out in my own intense release as I felt myself finally pumping hot seed deep, deep inside her! For a moment we held that pose. Both of us lost in the exquisite relief of our orgasms, before slowly collapsing down together into each other's arms.

My face was resting on her shoulder as I slid reluctantly out of her and lay by her side, half on, half off her. Our chests were heaving together as we dragged in deep breaths to slowly wind ourselves back down to Earth.

"Beautiful Paolo," she whispered to me, our faces close, eyes locked together, a broad smile spreading over her face "So, so beautiful... just like I always imagined..."

"For me too Izzy, " I smiled back at her, "you've no idea how long I've dreamed of that moment...I.."

She stopped me then, finger on her lips as her smile widened even further, "Don't say any more lover, let's just rest together...here...in the warmth." She wrapped her arm round my shoulder and pulled me closer, into her soft warmness and, in seconds, all the tensions of the day seemed to drain out of me and, somehow, incredibly, I drifted off to sleep.

8.Twin Trouble

I think that it was the guttural tones of Izzy's voice that first brought me back into some form of awareness. I was still a little disorientated after our explosion of love-making and my eyes were shut as my brain started to get in gear again. I realised that I was lying on my back and that my head rested on something soft. I sighed in silent satisfaction as I felt Izzy's delicate fingers trace little patterns around my neck and ear. But why was she speaking in German? It didn't make sense. 

And then it did!

My eyes shot open as I realised that she must be talking to the twins. And here we were naked on the lawn together!

That was when I got distracted again as my eyes searched urgently upwards to Izzy's face. She was sitting cross legged with my head in her lap, hands resting gently on the sides of my head as her fingers continued to tease around my neck and through hair. By looking up at her though I was staring straight at the underside of her round, golden globes. Her dark nipples still stood out perkily, and swayed around suggestively as she looked down at me.

"Oh, look who's resurfaced," she said with a smile, switching to English. 

My eyes instantly flashed away to the target of the comment and locked, with an air of total panic, onto my Austrian cousins who were standing arm in arm a couple of yards away. I was desperately trying to interpret the looks on their faces. Oh my God, what would they say? And, maybe more importantly, who would they tell? I was expecting shocked surprise as they gazed at our nakedness but, strangely, they just seemed to be smiling knowingly.

My body tensed as I made to sit up and cover myself. Where the hell were my clothes?

That manoeuvre was thwarted by the hands around my head suddenly tightening though and holding me in place.

"Hey, Izzy!" I gasped as I dropped one hand protectively to cover my limp member, and then my eyes widened in shock as I realised that it wasn't particularly limp anymore!

"Now, now Paolo," she laughed, "Where do you think you're going? It's Ilse's turn now."

"What?!"

"Well, you can't expect to display yourself like this and not illicit a bit of interest can you?"

"But she's my..."

"...Cousin. Yes, we know all that, but we've already been through the cousin thing haven't we!? And when I told them how good you were... well, they naturally want a try too!"

"You told them what?!"

"Well, you were rather nice... and... very energetic!"

"But I can't!"

Izzy leaned forward, brushed my hand away from my lap and let her own briefly caress my cock which obligingly stiffened even more as it started to come alive again.

"Yes Paolo... I really think you can!" she laughed.

"Oh my Paolo, that looks so, so beautiful," said Ilse huskily as all three women stared hard at my rising flag pole. I don't think that I've ever heard my erection described as 'beautiful' before. Maybe Ilse's English wasn't up to 'enormous rigid pole', but I couldn't help but feel flattered and maybe I rose up another inch or two in response!




A Family Affair Ch. 02



I tried one last time though, acutely aware that my head was now trapped between Izzy's strong hands, and the musty pussy that I'd been so actively poking so very recently.

"Come on Izzy," I whispered in some alarm now as I watched Frieda begin to help Ilse out of her tennis dress, "We can't really do this... all of us...can we?" I finished, more in desperation than hope. Well, maybe the desperation was starting to wane a bit as well by now as I felt a distinctly unseemly arousal starting to dominate my thinking. And Izzy quickly got to the point.

"Oh shut up Paolo and enjoy yourself. It isn't as if we aren't willing you know! Just watch them."

"What do you mean?" I replied stupidly,

"Because...they're... hot... together. You'll see!"

I think I'd stopped listening by then as I watched Frieda with gaping eyes as she released some hidden fastenings and begin to pull up Ilse's lemon dress. As it was dragged upwards it revealed first of all some matching lemon panties, frilled around the edges and stretched tightly across her buttocks, her narrow waist, and then a white sports bra that moulded itself briefly around a promising pair of bulges. I say 'briefly' because, no sooner had Frieda pulled off the dress and thrown it casually onto the pile of our previously discarded clothing than she had twisted Ilse round so that she could release the bra fastenings. 

Ilse's shoulders dipped automatically to let the tight white bra fall forwards, and her shining blue eyes were fixed on mine as she watched for my reaction as she let the material drop in front of her. I don't think I disappointed as my mouth opened and I sucked in a deep breath at the sight of another pair of gorgeous breasts staring back at me. She wasn't as big as Izzy, but there wasn't a lot in it, and her paler skin made her pink nipples seem even brighter as they stood out from slightly raised summits. 

"Oh Jesus..." I whispered to no-one in particular as I finally dragged my eyes away from her bare breasts to raked up and down Ilse's sensually slim body, lingering for long seconds on the bulge of her pubic mound, tightly wrapped up by her panties and giving just a hint of the slit underneath.

She didn't let me drool over her for long though as she turned with a throaty chuckle back to Frieda. Then her hands were working on Frieda's gaily coloured dress and it too was soon fluttering down onto the discard pile as well. Frieda didn't need any help with her orange sports bra though. As soon as the dress was off, her hands had slipped around her back and the bra was released, falling away in almost one motion.

So there I was, staring in wonder at another pair of absolutely stunning boobs. Frieda's stockier figure made them seem the largest of the three, maybe a cup size bigger than Izzy even, but they were taut and looked absolutely made for fondling. I had to make a conscious effort to stop my hands lifting towards them like an automaton.

And, of course, throughout this impromptu strip-tease, Izzy had taken it upon herself to keep me stoked up as well. Her fingers were slowly tracing more erotic patterns about the base of my cock and sensitive balls as I wriggled in her lap under this combined torture!

For just a minute or so my two twin cousins stood side by, semi-naked side enjoying the way that I looked at them. Then Ilse let her hand slide across Frieda's tight tummy, dropping slowly lower until it slid over her tight orange panties, and cupped the mound between her sister's legs, fingers looping into the vee before squeezing gently. I watched Frieda's eyes close briefly as she felt the electric impact of the touch and one of us sighed out loud with pleasure. I'm not sure who. It might have been both of us! 

Then they were both giggling together as they briefly hugged each other and kneeled down a few feet away, facing each other, just a few inches apart.

"Oh my..." I whispered to Izzy as I watched in amazement as their arms wrapped around each other and they shuffled forward so that here bodies were pressed closely together. By now, they only had eyes for each other as, breathing hard, their heads twisted slightly as their lips met and almost instantly they were taken by a deep, passionate kiss.

"Jeeeesus..." I gasped in amazement, "...are they..."

"They're whatever they want to be," responded Izzy mysteriously from above me, "...God, I told you they were hot didn't I!"

I didn't reply immediately as I watched in amazement as their kissing intensified and they began to press their breasts against each other, hard pointed nipples rubbing together and triggering low moans of pleasure.

Clearly Izzy had known what to expect and it set me thinking even more erotic thoughts.

"Have you?... I mean... " I wasn't sure how far I could go with this, "...with them...?"

Izzy laughed, eyes still glued on the couple as their hands began to roam over their already glistening bodies, "You mean are we all lesbians?"

The word sounded harsh and somehow clinical, un-feeling. I didn't know quite how to respond.

Izzy smiled down at my discomfort, "Yes and yes, but then again no!" she whispered still mysteriously, "It's like I said, we are what we want to be. So sometimes we go with men and sometimes with...women...although I've got to say that having a threesome with those two was probably the most exciting and erotic experience I've ever had. You'll soon see!"

I was starting to ask what was probably going to be another stupid question, when I stopped just after opening my mouth...and left it open as I watched first Frieda and then Ilse drop their hands down each other's sides, pull away from each other slightly allowing their hands to slip round the front of their colourful panties before delving down the front and starting to rummage about through their hidden pubic hair. I'm sure they'd twisted slightly away from each other on purpose because they gave Izzy and I a perfect view as their fingers moved about under the tight, smooth material as they began to explore each other's damp labia slits. 

It was probably more erotic to see their fingers working on each other inside their panties than if they were totally naked and I felt Izzy in particular start to writhe a little under me as she imagined the effect that those searching digits were having on her cousin's sensitive clits. I swallowed again as I watched their fingers begin to move more urgently, soon hitting a rhythm that was clearly sending them soaring as they clung hard to each other. Kissing had now been abandoned as they buried their heads into each other's shoulders, eyes closed, lips pursed as they surrendered themselves to the fires radiating out from their pussies.

I was totally engrossed by the sight of my two cousins fingering each other, already aroused and stiff down below but I think that Izzy was finding it harder to deal with the sensuous act being played out in front of us. The hand that had been cradling my head in her lap started to slide downwards so I lifted my head slightly and Izzy gave out a sigh of relief or thanks as she slid it under my head presumably to cup and rub at her own pussy as Ilse and Frieda continued to set everyone's pulse racing.

I was beginning to think that this couldn't go on. My erection was now so swollen that I could hardly restrain myself. I could feel Izzy's fingers starting to work on her own clit, and I was just thinking how good it would be to sit up, twist round, and plunge myself into Izzy's hot cavern again. And given the low moans of excitement that Izzy had started to make as she worked on herself, it didn't seem likely that she'd complain!

But then, Ilse and Frieda finally took each other over the edge. Their timing was immaculate as they're bodies both suddenly stiffened and they cried out together as the explosive orgasm ripped through them at the same time, leaving the hanging onto each other as the relief washed through them.

Izzy and I weren't quite so lucky, being left distinctly frustrated as we watched them climax so enthusiastically.

"Wow!" I said.

"Jesus, they're hot" gasped Izzy in the middle of deep breaths as she reluctantly pulled her fingers away from her own molten slit.

I was about to put my recent plan into action and fuck Izzy again, but as I tried to lift my head she held me back again.

"What now!" I exclaimed in frustration.

"Just wait a minute," replied Izzy, "...they're not finished yet."

I was trying to figure out how Izzy knew that, when I saw the twins finally pull away from each other and turn to us. Their faces were glowing with post orgasmic pleasure, but they were both looking at my big erection with obvious hunger and desire.

"God Frieda, look at that," gasped Ilse, " Izzy was right...he's enormous... quick, help me on!"

"What!" I exclaimed again in shock, surprise, pride and very much anticipation. Did she mean what I thought she meant?

Apparently she did. In one smooth motion Frieda had rolled Ilse onto her side, grabbed hold of her panties and dragged them down her slim thighs and over her feet. Ilse's blonde pussy was finally exposed to my eager gaze, short tufty hair leading down to her bloated sexual lips, oily now with her juices after being stoked up by Frieda's devilish fingers. 

I swallowed hard once more as Ilse continued to roll over to me, before getting onto her knees again and straddling my upper thighs which she squeezed close together. I was torn now between admiring her bouncing, pert breasts or the furry slit that had opened wider now as she parted her legs. Unsurprisingly it was her pussy that got my attention as she shuffled up my legs so that it was rubbing up against my 'enormous' erection. This time it was definitely me who sighed at the electric contact! 

She paused there for a moment as her hand dropped to my cock and stroked it gently upwards, pushing it back up against her slit at the same time, and making me arch my back as my blood pressure took off. This time we both sighed! I really couldn't believe how quickly she'd recovered from that orgasm, but I wasn't complaining. And all thought about taboos over cousins and making love were gone forever!

"It feels as good as it looks Paolo" Ilse purred, a big grin spreading across her face, "You want to wait a bit, or just get on with it?" she added mischievously. God, she was as bad as Izzy!

I spluttered some sort of incoherent response, but evidently it didn't matter what I said. She held my eyes as she lifted herself higher, like a naked Amazon hovering over me and moving the head of my cock along her wet slit a few times before closing her eyes and guiding it up to the entrance of her pink hole. Her mouth opened, and her head went back as she lowered a little, forcing my stiff shaft to push open her defences and slide into her hot, wet cavern!

My eyes were wide open as I drank in the erotic sight of my cock nestling up against her furry slit and then starting to disappear inside. Then my head dropped back into Izzy's lap and I let out a long groan as I felt her slowly drawing me in and enveloping me in her moist warmth, every nerve exploding in excitement to the way her vagina gripped me.

It took her long seconds to get there and we both milked the electrifying experience as she let herself down, but all too soon our pubic bones met and I'd penetrated her as far as I could! Well, not quite as it turned out because, somehow, she shuffled her hips around, moved forward a bit, leaned back a lot so that her breasts were as taut as melons and she'd drawn me in even further. Only then did she relax and lean forward, arms either side of my chest.

"God, that's good Paulo," she breathed huskily, wriggling a little to move me around inside her, "Can I ride you now?"

My eyes were wide. Did I have any choice? Did I care who did what? I was down to primeval thinking. All I wanted to do was thrust and fuck!

"God...go... do it Ilse!" I gasped, slightly diverted by Izzy shuffling out from under me and calling Frieda over. What the hell was she doing at such a time?!

"Come on Frieda..." she called as she lay back, spreading her legs wide, "...watching all this is driving me mad! Do me as well..." 

Ilse too seemed to pause as she waited for Frieda to jump over us and drop down between Izzy's outstretched legs, her lips making a bee-line for Izzy's juicy, open slit. 

"Let's do them together!" Ilse called to Frieda, getting only a mumbled response in return because Frieda's lips and tongue were already busy exploring Izzy's sensitive folds and clit.

Then we were off! Ilse lifted up and began to move her hips. Firstly rotating them, then lifting and dropping back, then rotating again for a while, enjoying the feel of me sliding around inside her. My thighs and buttocks were tightening as I fought not to explode at her first movements, but soon she settled into a regular, slow rhythm that just about enabled me to hold on, even while her vagina was stroking my cock so deliciously.

When I briefly opened my eyes, I found Ilse looking down at me, her bright blue eyes sparkling with desire as she gyrated on my stiffness. My eyes drifted automatically to her trim breasts which were bouncing hypnotically along to her motion, the pointed nipples creating crazy diagrams in front of me. Somewhere next to me I could hear Izzy moaning almost continuously as Frieda's tongue worked hard at her delicate parts, taking her higher and higher. It was all getting so, so surreal!

Ilse was listening as well, and seemed to be matching her pace to the high pitched sounds that Izzy was making, gradually speeding up and getting more and more urgent as she fucked us harder. And then, not long afterwards, she too was moaning and a hand had lifted to her breasts, capturing one and tweaking her hard nipples, twisting and pulling to add that electric response to the raging fire building up in her pussy, and around my swollen cock.

My face had become a mask of tightening flesh, my blood pounding across my temple as I felt myself getting nearer and nearer to that sweet point of no return when Ilse stopped! 

I couldn't believe it as she rose, almost completely off me and paused, her tight vagina gripping just the head of my straining cock, while somewhere in the background I heard Izzy's drawn out cry as her Frieda inspired orgasm began to pulse through her. It was just the signal that Ilse must have been waiting for as she almost screamed and drove her hips wildly down again, pushing my swollen member fast, hard and deeper than ever into her again! It triggered her own welcome climax, just as I gasped and exploded in sympathy inside her red hot warmth.

I think we all froze for a moment or two as the delicious orgasmic relief coursed through our tense bodies, and then Ilse almost collapsed down onto my chest, legs still straddling me as she tried desperately to hold me inside her still, enjoying my penetration for as long as possible. But eventually she grunted, and slid sideways off me, giving me a short but passionate kiss on the way before laying on her back next to Izzy and Frieda, everyone breathing deeply, everyone slowly returning to planet Earth!

Personally I was in 'Never, Never Land' for a long while! I just couldn't believe that I'd just made love to two of my cousins. Cousins! Would anything ever be the same again? Mind you, I suppose that technically Ilse had just fucked me! But, whatever, a cousin fucked is a cousin fucked! And two of them!

Mind you, I had to admit that I'd enjoyed every moment, every last thrust, every last exciting sensation! Whatever my earlier reservations, this last hour had cast all my inhibitions asunder leaving me sexually sated, but at the same time, ready and eager for more. 

9.Third Time...? 

And what of them, my devious, sexy cousins? I'd already worked out that Izzy had planned it this way, but how much had the three of them anticipated and prepared for this? They'd obviously had sex together before. Many times before judging by their familiarity and expertise! How had I missed all this when I'd seen them previously?

Still, glancing round and seeing the three of them laying naked together on the lush green grass next to me, drinking in their sensuous curves, I knew that this was probably going to count as being the most memorable sexual moment of my relatively short life for a long time. Even, as I feared, if their parents did find out and set the Mafia on me!

My daydreaming continued for a while along the same vein, until I became aware that the three of them were starting to whisper among themselves. When I glanced their way again, Ilse and Izzy had their heads propped on their shoulders, leaning over Frieda who was still on her back. I had an annoying feeling that they were probably discussing me, and Frieda almost confirmed that as she looked across at me and met my eyes. But the smile that spread across her face was totally open, honest...and incredibly disarming!

"Hey, Paolo," she said warmly as I began to get up myself.

They really were a sight, lying together that way. Three pairs of lovely breasts staring up at me, all slightly different, all beautifully rounded and ripe. And, was it possible, but their nipples still seemed to be erect, pointing provocatively at me. Incredibly, I felt an immediate stirring down below yet again!

But it was something else that had caught my attention. After comparing breasts, I thought that it was quite reasonable to want to compare pussies as well. And one of them was still covered up! Amazingly after all that had gone on, Frieda still had her tennis pants on, the bright orange material still tight around her hips and over the intriguing mound between her legs. 

It was a like a sudden itch. I had to deal with it. And this time I'd decided to take charge of the situation. Never mind Izzy orchestrating everything!

So I inched forward on my knees up to her. She watched my approach and her smile seemed to widen, to become even more welcoming. As I neared, she seemed to read mind, and opened her legs a little to let me shuffle between them. 

I didn't say anything, but smiled back encouragingly as I reached forward, my fingers looping under the waistband of her panties, and began to draw the bright material down over her full hips. She lifted her bum obligingly to remove any doubts in my mind that it was ok, and to let the panties slide down easier.

Almost immediately the first signs of pubic hair appeared and as I pulled down steadily, her dark curly bush sprang into view. My eyes were riveted on that one part of her body as more and more of her pussy sprang into view until, finally, I'd rolled down the material into a bright orange band across the top of her thighs.

"Wow!" I gasped as I gazed at her exposed pussy. She was so much hairier than the other two, the deep brown, triangular forest looking mysterious, pointing to the inviting dark slit below that looked just ripe for exploration. I felt another stirring in my loins. Well, I'd had two of them, why not all three? Could I? Should I?

I dragged my eyes upwards to Frieda's. She was still smiling back, looking pleased at my reaction to her naked pussy and her bright hazel eyes looked hungry. I didn't doubt that she was up for it too! 

I'd ignored the other two, but they'd naturally been watching me closely as I kneeled before Frieda.

"Watch it Frieda," chuckled Izzy, "... it looks like he means business."

"Mmmmm" responded Frieda throatily, making Ilse laugh.

I ignored them. I was now a man on a mission!

I reached behind me to take Frieda's ankles and lifted them upwards to rest on my shoulder, then dragged up her panties, and pulled them off her ankles before throwing them playfully at Izzy. She didn't react quickly enough and they wrapped themselves round her face, making her gasp in surprise, and Ilse laugh even more. It wasn't much, but it was a teeny weeny bit of revenge!




A Family Affair Ch. 02



This time I didn't want to rush though. I wanted to explore Frieda's body more slowly... and thoroughly!

I lay her legs down next to me, and squeezed up between Frieda and Izzy, who was busy removing the orange panties from around her head. She protested in vain as I pushed her to one side so that could lean over Frieda.

For some reason I had to ask permission to touch, "Can I kiss..." 

Frieda nodded and her lips puckered as I leaned down, but I only noticed that in passing. My eyes were focussed on her gorgeous breasts as my lips sought and captured one in my mouth.

"Oh!...ohhhhhhh!" she exclaimed in surprise as I found her nipple with my tongue and lips, feeling it respond immediately as it initiated a shower of pleasure signals coursing round her body.

So I worked on that delightful little bud for long minutes, enjoying the feel and taste as it came alive to my touch, teasing it bigger and harder. My hand somehow instinctively found its way onto Frieda's muscular thigh, stroking it casually for a while before rising higher...and higher. She seemed to go rigid for just a second as it finally reached its goal and started to run through the little jungle between her legs before twisting to cup her properly, my fingers searching out her moist crevice. 

I heard a subdues moan in response and as it seemed like a good time to switch nipples, I looked up to see that Ilse had taken advantage of the puckered lips that I'd ignored a few minutes ago and was in the middle of a steamy kiss with her twin sister. She was starting to wriggle under my hand as her pussy really started to avalanche her with a strong need for more contact from my fingers.

I looked down and saw how swollen her labia lips were. I let my fingers trace their way down, along the edges, her juices letting them slide easily over the sensitive skin, before drawing one finger right back up the crevice, testing it's resistance. Her bottom bucked under me as she tried to force it deeper, but I'd resolved not to rush things, so I settled down to slowly massage her outer lips for a while as I bent down to give her other breast some attention!

In the back of my mind, I was wondering how Izzy would be reacting to being forced aside, but, for once, I needn't have concerned myself. I soon felt a soft body cosying up into my back, spooning me from behind. I could even feel her nipples as they ran over my back and then her delicate hand was on my waist, tracing big circles around my buttocks and making me tense my muscles almost as much as Frieda. And it didn't take long before her hand slipped round to my front and cupped me for a second, as if checking out my hardness.

"Well Paolo," she whispered huskily into my ear, "aren't you the dark horse? Ready again already! And there was me wondering whether you'd join in at all!"

By now I was beyond wondering about anything much beyond the feel of Frieda's nipple in my mouth and the desire to start exploring her slit in more detail. I finally let my middle finger slip between her outer lips and ease downwards. She was so wet now that it almost felt that she was sucking it in! I slowly investigated the inner folds which were not doing a great job of protecting her vagina so I delved deeper and felt the muscles at the entrance to her hot cavern almost pulsating under my fingertips. It was so, so tempting to press that little harder and push the finger right in, but there was still something in me demanding caution. This was almost a 'first date' after all!

I'd noticed that she'd almost frozen under me again as she felt my finger marauding around her inner defences, and she may have stopped breathing while it hovered indecisively around her pink hole, but then the breath came out in a big whoosh as I took my finger away and drew it higher. The low, disappointed moan that accompanied it made me wonder, for a fleeting moment whether that had been the right decision, but as my fingertip drew upwards to her supersensitive clit I got a warmer reaction.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh God Paulo...wunderschon... yaaaaaah" 

Clearly she'd broken off the kiss with Ilse whilst I created havoc between her legs, and soon she was moaning quite regularly as my fingers finally began to rub and tease at her most sensitive spot. I felt some hands starting to caress my head, Ilse's maybe, and there was dream-like quality as her fingers ran through my hair. Izzy's hand was still busy caressing my bare sides and buttocks while still making the occasional foray between my legs to stroke me and check my member's state of readiness. It was definitely ready.

And soon, so was Frieda. 

It was Ilse that made the move. I'd noted an increase in the frequency of the little animal like sighs and cries coming from Frieda's lips and, clearly, Ilse was well attuned to her sister's state of arousal, so she gently lifted my head, removing my taunting lips from Frieda's breast.

"Time Paolo," she said excitedly, "...do her now... she's ready... boy is she ready for you!"

I was more than a little ready myself!

I almost jumped up, my ram-rod straight erection swinging between my legs as I kneeled between Frieda's legs which had opened enthusiastically as she eyed my big erection with wide, almost feral eyes. 

Then I changed my mind! 

Frieda looked almost shocked as I held back, reached down to slide my hands under her buttocks and began to roll her over. Then she gave a little squeal of delight as she felt me pull her up onto her knees, right in front of me, taut buttocks high, anticipating me taking her from behind. She shuffled her legs apart a little more to make her gorgeous peachy slit more accessible, but I already had my hands on her hips and we both sighed as I probed forward, the firm head of my cock nosing up to her damp crevice, pushing aside her outer lips, ready to go!

She'd turned her head to watch me as I readied myself. Izzy and Ilse had quickly taken position next to her and were fondling her breasts, teasing at her hard nipples, adding to her total sensuous arousal. But her head dropped between her outstretched arms and she gasped in wonder as I eased forward, sliding firmly up to her electric pink hole, my rampant cock pushing aside her defences as it forced myself into her hot entrance. The way that she gripped me as I slipped in was fantastic, making me stop for a minute as I enjoyed the sensational feeling of her inner warmth envelop me. 

But then my animal instincts took over and, as I tightened my grip on her hips, I pulled her back into me at the same time as I drove forward deeply into her until, with a grunt of satisfaction, I could go no further! My blood was seriously pounding now as I felt the nerves on my stiff shaft respond to sliding so deeply into her. She too moaned out loud as she felt her sensitive cavern so completely penetrated, the fire between her legs merging with the attention that her breasts were getting to almost send her immediately over the edge.

She was gasping uncontrollably as I, tentatively at first, pulled back and then thrust back a few times, just starting to get into my stride before getting a major shock when she suddenly stiffened under my hands and cried out as a big orgasm that had been teasing her for a while ripped though her. I was amazed it was so quick, and also how good it felt to feel the little convulsions ripple around my straining cock, hanging onto her now as she went limp on me for a few minutes as she rode the orgasm down.  

So, it appeared, was Izzy.

"Wow that was quick!" she said in surprise, looking at Frieda's face, hanging down, lost in painful bliss as she slowly recovered, "...mind you, she's had three of us working on her hasn't she?!" she added in mischievous delight.

"Come on Paolo," she laughed back at me, "get on with it, she won't break you know!"

I gave her a pained look as I tried to control myself, but she was right, Frieda was definitely ready for more as I felt her begin to squirm about under my hands, making my stiff member move around inside her again. So I got back to thrusting! Driving in and out in a steady rhythm that soon made me squeeze shut my eyes in concentration as the friction started to push me quickly towards my own peak. 

I could hear Frieda making her own little squeaks and grunts as each thrust drove hard into her, sending showers of pleasure signals coursing up her spine, and the frequency got shorter as I gradually speeded up, maximising my own pleasure but hanging on as long as possible until I was driving back and forth in short, harder thrusts, desperate now for my own release!

And when it came it was so, so fantastic! I knew I was nearly there so pulled back a little further on my final thrust before slamming into her as hard as I could, groaning as I felt myself come deep inside yet another molten cavern, enjoying the sweet release from the tensed up coil I'd become and feeling insanely proud as I felt Frieda succumb to a second, even bigger orgasm under me.

This time I held her limp body for only a few minutes before letting her roll forwards away from me, onto the soft grass, sighing as my limp member slid out of her. Then I fell forward myself, laying next to her dragging in deep breaths as the sense of total satisfaction washed though me. 

Three of them! I'd just made love to three of my lovely cousins in the space of an hour or so. It was so, so incredibly...unbelievable!!

My mind was still spinning, ignoring all consequences as I lay next to the equally spent Frieda, who was writhing slowly on the ground in post orgasmic bliss in the sweet shade of the big trees. The sun was still beating down relentlessly, but a cool mountain breeze wafted over us as Izzy's gentle hands began to casually caressing my hair again. 

"Jesus! What sort of incredible dream is this?" I thought hazily as my spent body relaxed, I closed my eyes, and just drifted off into an exhausted sleep again.

To Be Continued... 



A Family Affair Ch. 02



By request from my readers, this is a sequel to my previous story A Family Affair which you can read here...

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The weekend after Jonathan's party after which I had enjoyed screwing both his sister Julia and their mum, Mary, I had an unexpected phone call from Mary in which she begged me to visit her again as she needed yet more of the orgasms that I had provided her with the previous weekend.

In the words of my current girlfriend's ex-husband, Mike, "Pussy moves man faster than gunpowder." so I went to the station and caught the next possible train to Northamptonshire where Mary was waiting in her car to take me to her cottage.

"I couldn't get you out of my mind." she told me before kissing me passionately and bundling me into the car. "Without the kids at home, I've been so lonely and masturbating wasn't doing the trick. I'm desperate to have you inside me as soon as we get home."

The drive from the station took us about twenty minutes down lanes throughout the spring fields until we finally reached Church Fenton, the village that her cottage stood on the edge of. Throughout the journey, when her hand was not on the gear stick, it was on my crotch where it was stroking my dick through my trousers.

As soon as we reached the cottage, Mary parked the car in the old farmyard and we went through the back door into the kitchen. "Glass of wine?"

"Yes please."

She poured me a glass of Liebfraumilch before pouring herself a glass of Merlot. "You know where Liebfraumilch gets it's name from?" As she said that she undid her blouse and her bra-less boobs were presented for my view. "It means 'Beloved lady's milk' in German. I haven't lactated for nearly twenty years, but if you'd like to suck my nipples maybe we can check the taste and see if it's as good." I took a swig of the flowery scented wine then leaned down and took her right nipple between my lips. She had anointed her breasts with a flowery perfume which gave it a sweet aroma but bitter taste. I swelled my tongue round the hardening nub of her tit as Mary drew in a sharp breathe of pleasure. "Yes!" she exclaimed while her fingers undid the zip on my trousers. "Keep doing that, Hans, and I'll be ready for you in seconds."

I transferred my attentions to her left breast whose nipple was already hardening in anticipation of what I was about to do to it while meanwhile I gathered her knee length skirt up to her waist so that I could roll her panties down past her knees. She kicked off her sandals and the panties dropped to the floor leaving her only wearing black hold-up stockings. They were probably the pair that she had ceremoniously removed before I bonked her for the first time the previous weekend. She shrugged her blouse off her shoulders and undid the waistband of her skirt so that they both joined her knickers and sandals on the floor.

"Right, now you. You're still dressed!" She swallowed a glug of wine and undid the belt on my trousers so that they fell down to the ground. I took off my jacket and tee shirt and draped them over a chair before tripping over my trousers because they were holding my ankles together and reaching out to hold onto something to stop me falling. What I grabbed was soft and fleshy. - A nine tit!

"Don't be so rough." instructed Mary. "If we are gentle, we can enjoy ourselves for longer. Get fully undressed, drink your wine and we can go through to the sofa in the lounge where you can make love to me all afternoon if you wish. Actually, I only want you to fuck me senseless if you've got it in you to do that."

I removed the rest of my clothing and as I pulled my briefs down my hard cock sprang out. "Hurry up, Hans, I've wanted that thing inside me for the whole week." She took me by the hand and lead me into the lounge where she sat languidly on the edge of the sofa with her legs parted and her back leaning back as far as it would go so her torso was almost horizontal. "Come and 'kiss' me."

I knew that kiss wasn't the word she wanted to use, but anyway I moved over to her and we locked mouths. Mary's mouth tasted of Merlot as my tongue circled hers until Mary's tongue licked the inside of my lips. My right hand tickled her left breast with her hard nipple being flicked by my thumb. Soon it moved down her body until it was frigging her labia. "Kiss my neck. please." I did what she had requested. "Not too hard. Last weekend you left me with a couple of obvious hickies. My young neighbour, Katherine, came round for a coffee on Tuesday and I couldn't explain them away. In the end I had to admit where they had come from. She seemed very interested and would like to meet you."

"She won't be looking here, though." I said as I moved my head down so that I could suck her minge.

Mary's voice expressed startled noises as I inserted my tongue into her vagina. "Ooooh and Yeeesss" were the only words I could understand under her gasping and whimpering as my flattened tongue lapped up her outer lips which were still completely bald after she had shaved her pubes the previous weekend, though the stubble was quite noticeable. I pointed my tongue and licked upwards across her urethra to where her clitoris was peeping from behind its shroud. She wriggled and tried saying something which I couldn't understand. I put two fingers inside her cunt and tried to locate her G-spot while still licking her clit. I must have found it because the sounds of her cumming were unmistakable.

Mary's hands reached down to my ears and pulled them and my head, until they were level with her head. "Fuck me, Hans. Fuck me hard. NOW!" How could I refuse? Her cunt was slippery from my saliva and her juices and my rigid cock had no problem in slipping into her. After a couple of dozen thrusts into that lovely tight pussy she exploded with a massive orgasm as she allowed the climax that she had been anticipating for a week to take hold of her body. I continued thrusting my prick in and out of her as she orgasmed for a second, then third, time. The contractions of her vagina nearly caused me to cum, but I knew that if this weekend went as planned, I would need to hold off because there would be many more opportunities to fuck her. After all, it was still just past lunchtime on the Saturday. With my fingers, tongue and penis, I brought the lovely Mary to orgasm countless times over the next hour eventually giving in and cumming myself. Mary said "I'm shattered. Let's go up and take a nap while you recover."

We went upstairs to Mary's bedroom which was very feminine. I hadn't been in it before as we enjoyed sex in the guest room previously. The bed was an old cast iron one, painted white to match the painted furniture and deep pile fluffy white carpet that was wonderfully soft to walk on. We got into the bed, naked where we successfully brought one another to the ultimate pleasure and very soon were both asleep in one another's arms.

About an hour later at around half past three, we were both awakened by a knock on the door and a female voice calling "Mary! Mary! Where are you?"

Mary jumped out of bed and put on a dressing gown. "It's Katherine. I invited her round for a cup of tea before I knew you would be here." She went to the wardrobe and passed me a white terry towel bathrobe and a pair of her husband's slippers. I put them on and we went downstairs.

Katherine was a pretty MILF with long auburn hair wearing a simple cotton dress which was belted just below her boobs, emphasising their size. The hem of the dress was just low enough to hide her panties and her legs were bare. She appeared to be about my own age, in her late twenties. "Hans, this is my neighbour, Katherine." introduced Mary "Kate, this is the guy I was telling you about, Johann." Kate gave me a hello kiss while looking me up and down.

"You two both look flushed" said Kate "Have I interrupted something?"

"No." said Mary "We were just having a siesta. Can I get you a cup of tea. Or there's red and white wine open if you prefer..."

"A glass of red would be lovely."

Mary poured two glasses of red wine and one of white for me.

"What do you think, Kate?" asked Mary "Will he do?"

"Oh definitely."

"Kate's boyfriend, Jim, is working in Australia until October and she is desperate for sex while he's away. I thought maybe you could help her out."

"I'd love to, but I came here to be with you."

"I'm that desperate, we could all go to bed together." suggested Kate.

"I'm happy to share." replied Mary. "After all, last weekend Hans screwed both me and my daughter. I suggest though, that we all go to the pub for dinner tonight, stay on for a lot too many drinks and see what happens and who he wants to fuck most. I'm starting to feel a bit sore, so maybe your luck is in, Kate."

"Sounds great to me." I said. "I find threesomes very demanding as I have to work twice as hard to keep both ladies on the boil."

"I need to go home and get ready." said Katherine. We stood up and Kate moved to me to give me a parting kiss using more tongue than I expected. Her hand snaked through the opening of my bathrobe and round behind my arse. "Nice bum!" she commented. "Mary was right."

When Katie had gone, Mary and I went back upstairs and got dressed. "I need to visit the pharmacy in the next town to buy some lube. Do you want to come?"

We went out, leaving the door unlocked. "This is a small village and it will be quite safe." We got in the car and drove to the town where Mary had picked me up from the station. The pharmacy was small and only had a small choice of sexual lubricating products. We chose a small bottle of Sylk which I had used before and enjoyed. You only need half a dozen drops and the effects are similar to a lady's natural juices.

We went back to Mary's cottage and tried it out on her bed. "That's so much better." We screwed until it was time to go to the pub. Mary climaxed several times and the ripples in her cunt as she came caused me to fill her snatch with what felt like half a pint of cum. "I knew it was worth my while keeping up with my Kegel exercises after the kids were born." I nodded in agreement.

By now, it was time to get dressed and walk to the pub. We knocked on the front door of the cottage next door and collected Kate. The three of us walked for about fifteen minutes to "The Red Cock Inn", the appropriately named pub where we chose a table for four and went to the bar to order our food and drinks. Mary ordered Lasagne washed down with a large glass of Merlot, Katie chose Mussels in a cream source and double vodka and tonic. I ordered their Rustic Burger and a pint of traditional cider. I paid for them all.

(Note for my American readers... English Cider is fermented Apple Juice about 8% alcohol. Also a double is 50ml)

We went back to the table with our drinks and sat with the two girls together on one side and me on the other. We started on our drinks and within a few minutes, a waitress brought our dinners to the table. We chatted as we eat our food. Kate said that her Mussels were very anatomical, and pointed out how much they looked like a lady's vulva. The waitress came and cleared the table and I went to the bar to refresh the drinks. When I got back to the table with the drinks, the ladies heads were very close as they giggled about something. I sat down and a hand stroked my leg but I had no way of telling who's hand it was, it was probably whoever had been playing footsie with me throughout the meal.

"I don't know what to do about next weekend." said Mary. I have the painters due and I know that Hans will not enjoy it if my pussy is blocked by a tampon."

"I have a solution." said Kate, "Because I've been on the Pill for several years, I've trained my body to only have 'the curse' during the week, so that I was always available when Jim visited at the weekend. I'll try Hans tonight and if I enjoy him, he can come and stay with me next weekend and can shag me instead."

"I'd like that." I said "If Mary doesn't mind."

"No problem, I won't get jealous." replied Mary "The only possible complication is that Julia is due back the following weekend and she's expecting to be fucked by Hans all weekend, so I'll have to do without my oats for three weeks."

"I promise to send him back tomorrow morning ready for action and undrained." promised Kate. My hand reached under and stroked her leg all the way up to her inside thigh which brought a grin to her mouth. She whispered "Later..."

After two more rounds of drinks, we staggered back to Mary's cottage where she gave me a passionate kiss and said "See you in the morning, Hans."

Kate put her arm round me and led me next door to her cottage. We went through the front door which led directly into the living room. To the right was a door into small bathroom and further down, past the brick fireplace a door into the kitchen. "It's only really one up and one down." apologised Kate. "I'll help you get your clothes off, I want you inside me as soon as you can."

"O. K. What's your favourite position and where's your favourite place?"

"Spoons in front of the fire, but seeing that's there's no fire tonight and it's a nice evening, let's start on the lawn." We went through the kitchen and out of the back door into the garden in the dusk. "It's a bit chilly out here. Let's go upstairs."

She led me through a door in the living room behind which a flight of stairs took us up directly into the bedroom which was almost filled by a queen sized double bed with a bedside cabinet on each side. Katie helped me take off my sweatshirt and shoes, while I undid my trousers and pulled them off. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." I joked as I helped her remove her dress under which was a pretty flowery brassiere and matching panties. I reached behind her and unclipped her bra. She shimmied her shoulders to that her breasts were released and what amazing breast they were! Firm and perky with no sag. Just how I like them. They must have been about a B or C cup size with hard little pink nipples and aureolas. I couldn't wait to get them in my mouth.

"O.K. Hans on three... one, two," She put her thumbs into the waistband of my underpants, as did I did with her panties. "Three!" she pulled my pants down and I did her panties. On the sight of it's target, my cock sprang to attention. "Impressive." she commented. Although my knob is only seven inches long, it's also seven inches in circumference meaning that it completely filled most vaginas it has been in.

Kate moved closer to me for our first naked kiss. Her tongue explored the inside of my mouth in an extremely satisfying snog. With her arms round my back, she pulled me so that she was lying on the bed with me on top. "I'm already sopping wet so get that monster inside me NOW!" she commanded. I didn't need telling twice so within seconds we were fucking like rabbits. Kate climaxed within a minute making rather a lot of noise as she did so. She was noisy and her language would have shocked most men. I kept pounding my knob into her cunt making her cum time and time again.

"I thought you said that you're favourite position was spooning?" I asked when things had quieted down.

"That's only one of my favourite positions. When I was younger, I was considered to be a Wild Child and enjoyed sex in most positions sometimes with multiple boys at the same time. I got a reputation for being a slut." She explained. "Lie on your back on the edge of the bed. I want to ride you." I did as requested while she opened a drawer in one of the bedside cabinets and took out a bottle of lube which she smeared all over my dong then mounted me kneeling on one leg beside me while the other took some of her weight on the floor. My hands reached up and fondled her lovely tits, flicking the nipples with my thumbs. She lowered herself until my cock was fully inside her before bouncing up and down on it until an orgasm overwhelmed her body. I loved watching her tits bounce up and down on her chest She rode herself to a second climax then a third when the spasms of contractions running through her vaginal muscles forced me to lose control and ejaculate my load inside her.

"This is what I've been missing since Jim went abroad three months ago. A real flesh and blood dick inside me. It's so much better than a dildo, and a vibrator though great, is impersonal. I have a friend, Jennifer Clarke, in the manor house in the village whose husband is frequently away, so her man has bought her a Symbian orgasm machine so she won't be tempted to cheat on him, little does he know that he is unsuccessful. She has Symbian parties for her girlfriends and I hold the record for riding it for the longest at 80% stimulation. I must have cum over a hundred times. It was amazing and knackering and I couldn't walk afterwards for nearly an hour after as My legs were shaking too much. But it was not as good as when Jim came home and fucked me with a real flesh penis. Let's have some more wine, as my mouth is drying up then if you're recovered enough we can try spooning.

We both had a glug or two of wine to refresh ourselves after which Kate took hold of my dick which stiffened in her hand. "Are you ready?" she asked as she lay beside me with her knees bent. I cuddled up behind her pressing my groin into her shapely bum. My cock found its way into her slippery pussy and we resumed fornicating. "Mm mm, that's nice." My hand reached round to tickle her clit. "Oh yes, that's even nicer." Her arm reached behind and caressed my buttocks.

I commanded "Roll over onto your front so gravity can assist my shagging." Katie did that with me on her back as we indulged in fairly rigorous fucking. I was pounding my cock into her pussy with it going from just the head to it colliding with her cervix. At one point I came completely out and attempting to re-enter missed and instead started entering her anus.

"You're going to need more lube if you want to use my back door."

"Sorry!"

"I don't mind, but I haven't indulged in anal sex since Jim rescued me from my Wild Days. In fact, I used to enjoy it and would like to try it again. She reached over to the cabinet and passed me the lube. I smeared a lot over my cock and used a finger to put a dollop into her arse hole. "Slowly now." I pushed my dick slowly into her arse. It was much tighter there than her cunt was and accompanied by her groans, I managed to get it in until I encountered her anal sphincter. With a grunt, she pushed her bum upwards forcing it past the obstruction. I was all the way in with my balls brushing against her pussy.

"I'd forgotten how much I like that! Fuck my arse." I did as requested and the tightness of her rear passage soon got me excited. "Now put your fingers in my cunt and tickle my G-spot." I followed orders and soon my actions were exciting her as I could tell by her breathing, grunts and gasping. "I'm coming, Hans, Kiss me." She turned her neck round so I could kiss her mouth while my hand that wasn't in her pussy reached round and kneaded the only breast it could reach. The intense closeness of her body and sensations in my cock made me finally eject my load inside her. A shiver ran through her body as she finally came when I did.

"I don't want your prick covered in faeces anywhere near my cunt. I'm completely fucked anyway. Why don't we go down to the shower and wash each other?" In the bathroom, there was a shower over the bath. I pulled the shower curtain closed. Kate adjusted the thermostat to blood heat temperature. We stood underneath as we washed one another with flannels, soap and water. The pleasure I had from soaping her boobs and belly were giving me another erection. "I'm going to have to do something about that for you." Kate got down on her knees and gobbled my entire knob. She wanked it with her lips and one hand for a few minutes until I spurted my jism down her throat. We rinsed each other off and Kate got out of the bath and fetched two bath towels from a cupboard.




A Family Affair Ch. 02



As we dried ourselves, I asked the important question. "Have I passed?

"Absolutely, Darling."

"And would you like me to come here next weekend?"

"Cum as often as you can. I can't wait. I promised Mary that I wouldn't deplete you this evening and drain you. Next weekend - No such promises." It's gone midnight, we need to get some sleep."

As we walked through the living room, Kate noticed that she had a new text message on her mobile. "It's from Jim. I asked him if he minded if I have sex with you. He's answered 'Go ahead. As long as it's only sex and you don't fall in love with him. It means that I can feel free to find someone here in Australia to screw in return. Have fun!!! :-)' Too late Jim, I've been fucked senseless by a stranger and it WAS fun"

The following morning, I was awakened by my usual morning wood being stimulated by a mouth and lips around it and a tongue licking it. I opened my eyes to find that the sheets had been thrown back and the entire area at the top of my legs was hidden by a mass of auburn hair. "There's just enough time for a good fuck before you go back next door to Mary, Hans" said the face underneath the hair.

Kate slobbered all over my dick ensuring it was well lubricated before she clambered on top of me, making sure that I slipped into her pussy. My hand reached out and tickled her clit as she rode me to her first orgasm of the day. Her legs were stretched in front of her so I sat up and cuddled her. Her hips bucked against mine until finally she said "I need to let you go back to Mary with enough spunk to satisfy her several times. I'll see you next weekend for a full program of action, Au revoir, Hans."

I got dressed, kissed her and went next door to Mary who as I suspected was as randy as hell. We were back in bed as soon as she had made me some coffee.

"How was Katherine? Any good?" Mary asked.

"She was very eager and wants me to visit her next weekend."

"But was she any good?"

"She was very experienced and appreciative."

"I know. I could hear her voice from next door. Some of her language was appalling. You were with her for nearly eleven hours. It's my turn now. I watched a porno film while you were there and its given me some ideas."

"I only want to gently make love to you."

"I want to cum as often as you can make me."

"O.K. into the kitchen, get naked and sit on the table."

I started unbuttoning Mary's pajamas and she slipped them off as she sat on the table with her naked minge on display. I took off my sweatshirt trousers and underpants, took hold of my cock and approached between her legs. as soon as I was near enough, I slipped the head of my cock into her cunt. She raised her legs and locked them round my back, threw her arms round my neck and held onto me as she kissed me extremely passionately. I tipped her onto her back on the table, laid on top of her and fucked her solidly for twenty minutes. During one of Mary's orgasms, the lumps in her cunt spasmed so much that she took me with her and I pumped all the jism that my balls had produced in the past twelve hours into her écu's receptacle.

While we were getting our breath back, Mary made some toast and more coffee and we went into the lounge to have breakfast on the sofa.

"I've been thinking about the problem in two weeks when Julia comes home. My daughter will obviously want to sleep with you and I'm going to let her. If she finds out that you've been screwing me, it will make life very difficult for me"

- SKIP FORWARD ONE WEEK -

I had spent an extremely debauched weekend with Kate, having sex with her in every room of the house, on the stairs with me sitting on the top step and Kate sitting naked on my lap with my dong inside her, bouncing on my lap; In the garden on the lawn; In the kitchen sitting and lying on the kitchen table; sitting on the spin dryer while it went through a fast spin cycle; sitting on a dining chair with Katie naked facing me; On the sofa; Even several times in the bed. I had claw marks across my back from Kate's finger nails. Kate developed hickeys on her neck and both tits and lost count when she had had over a hundred orgasms. I limited myself to cumming about eight times on each of the two days which satisfied me fully.

Mary came round on the Saturday feeling pretty low from Period pains, kissed me and put her hand down my trousers, whereupon I squeezed her left breast. "Stop, that's feeling very tender." She smiled knowingly and said she couldn't wait until next weekend.

On the Sunday, she came again complained about the show we had put on the lawn which she could see from her bedroom window and told me that Julia had found a new boyfriend. Although she would be coming home the next weekend, she wouldn't be bringing him with her.

The following weekend, I borrowed a car from work and drove to Church Fenton. When I went into the kitchen through the normally unlocked back door, Julia was sitting at the table with Mary. "What are you doing here?" asked Julia.

"You did invite me." was my reply as I stood behind Mary.

"I've got a new boyfriend."

"That's OK,I've got a new girlfriend." I told her as I slipped one hand inside Mary's blouse and tweaked a nipple.

"How long has this been going on, Mum?"

"About a month, since the day you left."

"You bitch. Seducing your own daughter's boyfriend."

"She didn't seduce me, Jules. I chose to sleep with your mum."

"I think we should decide this one way or the other."

"Yes, I can black out the guest bedroom and both of us can spend time with him in the dark. He can fuck us both without knowing who was first and who was second."

"The blackout curtains are in the loft. I'll go and get them. Then if we're all agreed we can run the test tonight. OK, Hans?"

"I'm looking forward to it. You both know I fancy you both. Who ever please me most can keep me."

"Jules?"

I'm most experienced, Mum. Prepare to lose."

In spite of their many similarities, I knew that I could tell them apart. Julia's tits were firmer and their beavers were shaven differently. A month ago, Julia had a landing strip and Mary was completely shaven bald. I just had to decide who deserved me most. Julia had a new boyfriend whereas Mary was lonely. Julia had the firmest body but the slackest vagina and was most inventive in bed. Mary had the tightest snatch but the her breasts were starting to sag and was less experienced in sex.

I had all day to consider my choice though I suspected that I would know who it would be.

So that neither of them needed to talk to me, Kate came from next door to umpire the competition. I would be allowed to request both girls to do certain things, but they would not be allowed to speak to me as I would recognise their voices.

At eight o'clock when it was dark, I was sent to the guest room. to await my first visitor. There was a box of tissues and a bottle of lube beside the bed. Each girl would have an hour to impress me. I would have fifteen minutes between ladies.

The door opened and a soft, warm, fragrant, naked body joined me in the bed.

"Kiss me." I demanded. Who ever it was hugged me close and put her tongue between my lips, lapping round the inside of my lips in a manner that I love. We rolled over so that the lady was beneath me.

"Now on your knees." was my next instruction. I licked her écu to moisten it but found it to already be sopping wet so I entered her doggy style I cradled her breasts and put my hand under to tickle her clit. Her breasts were not particularly firm and her beaver was shaved smooth. Her vagina was tight had the lumps that I expected. I thought this was Mary, but I wasn't yet certain. As we fucked the sounds she made got louder and less regular until her mewling reached a crescendo and the unmistakable sound of an climax came from the lady beneath me.

Now I was certain... This was definitely Mary.

The lady beneath me collapsed so she was face down on the bed and I slipped out of her.

"You decide what position you would like me to make love to you in, now."

She pushed me onto my back and straddled me as her hand pointed my dick into he pussy. She bounced up and down on my todger and I wished there was enough light to watch her tits bouncing away on her chest. She leaned forward and kissed me hard. Our tongues entwined but she needed to get air through her mouth so she sat up straight again and my hands caressed her boobs. Before long, I could tell that the big O was not far away, so I sat up and sucked one of her nipples. The orgasm arrived suddenly and the spasms of her cunt muscles brought me to my first orgasm. As my shriveled cock slipped out of her twat, she laid down beside me and gently made love to me as I did to her. I could feel her hair brushing down my torso as she moved her head down towards my groin.

A pair of lips clamped themselves around my cock and her tongue tried to stir it back into action. Before it came hard again, an alarm clock outside the door indicated that her hour was up.

"Thank you," I said, "That was wonderful, whoever you are." She got out of bed, opened the door and left. A few minutes later, the door opened and a posh voice said "To make your choice more difficult, there will now be third and fourth participants." So that was the real reason why Katherine was here.

I must have fallen asleep, because it seemed like only a few minutes later that the door opened again and my second soft, sweet smelling, warm, naked body joined me in the bed. As before, I requested that she kiss me.

My tongue slipped into the second lady's mouth and she sucked it further into her mouth. It felt as if she was pretending to give it a blow-job!

As before.. "On your knees, I want you doggy style." She did as requested. My tongue lapped down to moisten her minge. Again, no pubes. They must have all shaven them to confuse me. My dick had now recovered from having cum inside the previous lady and I was able to insert it into her waiting pussy. A nice fairly tight little cunt with no lumpy muscles so this had to be Katie. I knew that this would be a great shag, but wasn't one I should choose. Or was it? She would be the politically correct option, but I had already decided that my decision should go to Mary who wanted me most. The trouble was, who was Mary? Number One or Number Three?

We fucked for a few minutes during which time Kate came four times, almost causing me to blow my load into her a couple of times. Ghod, this woman was good, better than either of her neighbours and I would be happy visiting her again if she wanted me to.

I retreated out of her and sat down on the bed with my legs slightly parted and stretched in front of me and my torso vertical. "Face me and sit on my lap with your legs behind me, please."

She did as requested and wriggled until my prick was spearing her twat. I reached forward and pulled her body towards mine. Katy's fabulous breasts were cupped in my hands. I dropped my arms so that my hands were on her shoulders and her hands gripped my shoulders. "This is called the BoatRace I said as I pulled her shoulders towards me rocking her pelvis forward the pushed them away from me rocking her pelvis backwards. We continued our rhythm until her mewling increased in intensity then finally the intense sensation of her spasming cunt showed that she had cum again.

"Your choice."

Lady number two reached behind me and passed me the lube. It had a fluorescent top so was glowing in the dark. She then laid down beside me face down. Assuming that this was Katie, she wanted me to enter her by the rear entrance. I greased us both up and without any protest from the lady underneath me, pushed my cock into her arse. Once I was past her sphincter, it want straight in without resistance. She raised and lowered her bum and as the constriction of her sphincter went up and down my prick, I felt a great deal of pleasure. While her bum was raised, I put a hand under her hips and frigged her vulva. I could tell from her breathing that she enjoyed that. She indicated by pushing my groin that she no longer wanted me to fuck her arse. She grabbed some tissues and wiped my dick clean. Then she indicated that she wanted me to fuck her pussy in the same position. I had thrusted into her pussy a few times when the alarm clock went off, so she left the room, but not before I had thanked her for a great shag.

Twenty minutes later, girl number three opened the door and climbed into the bed. She was also soft naked and warm and smelled of flowers.

I went through the same sequence of events as I had with the other two. Number three has also shaved all her pubes off as I suspected she would. Her compact firm breasts confirmed to me that this was Julia and by elimination, number one was Mary. Number three expertly screwed me in the doggy position, getting very excited herself before flipping over onto her back with her legs well apart and her arms reaching out sideways. She was quite obviously wanting me to screw her in the missionary position. her slightly slack snatch was tighter than I remember Julia's to be but she had the lumpy muscles that the Smith ladies both possessed. I didn't know for certain whether this was Julia or my unknown fourth partner. I plugged my dick into her again and she wrapped her legs around my back pulling me closer inside her while pulling her head up to mine and snogging me in a wonderful way. The second time an orgasm coursed through her body, the lumpy ripples in her cunt caused me to lose control and I came inside her. 

Her voluminous juices coupled with the spunk I had deposited in her quim made her very slippery inside, and due to my cock losing its erection, I slipped out of her. She lay there getting her breath back for a moment before rolling on top of me and taking my shriveled dong in her mouth while cupping my balls in one palm. It only took her a few minutes to bring my erection back before sitting on top of me with her face facing my feet and plugging me into her in the reverse cowgirl position. I reached round and tickled her clit while reaching up and rubbing the only tit I could reach with my other hand. My fingers on her clit were doing what I hoped while she impaled herself on my dick. Soon, sounds of arousal filled the room as she came again.

"I'm very dry." I mentioned, "When your hour is over, please will you get me some wine?" 

"Mmmm Essss" was all she replied in a whisper, before turning round and kissing me. As we lay there recovering, the alarm clock went off outside.

"That was fabulous. Thank you." I said as she left the room. A couple of minutes later, the door opened and a glass of wine was put in by the bed which I took a swig of to refresh my mouth. I lay there wondering whether my previous partner had been Julia or my unknown plaything.

The answer was obvious when my next partner came into the bed. She too was warm, soft, fragrant and naked, but unlike the others, she had a neatly trimmed full bush and was very tall. That meant that girl number three was Julia. When we coupled, I knew for certain that I had never fucked this girl ever before. Who was this lady? She was tall, which I like a lot. Her breasts were vast, probably at least a D cup maybe even a DD or larger. They were also very firm, so she was quite young. Her pussy was as slack as Kate's, but still tight enough to be very enjoyable.

Alythough my prick was tired and flaccid, it quickly hardened at the thought of getting inside a piece of nookie it had never encountered before. The new girl took complete control of our encounter, Starting with Missionary before rolling over so I could Spoon with her. Her kisses were sweet with a hard tongue that went soft whenever she wanted to lap the inside of my lips, reverting to hard whenever she licked round the edges of my lips. Her vagina was extremely moist. She had obviously looked forward to shagging me while the four ladies sat downstairs drinking their red wine. Her anticipation showed in the ways that she took me into her fanny and her mouth. Although I had been completely drained by her predecessors, I still managed to cum once more but not before she had orgasmed countless times mostly while in the cowgirl position. She even wanked my pole between her tits with a great boob job, reaching down with her mouth and licking my hood whenever it appeared from between her breasts.

After all too short a time, the alarm went off. "Thank you, who ever you are. That was the best fuck all evening!" She didn't leave. Instead, the other three ladies came and joined us in the bed. There were eight hands exploring my body including my dick. Of the four mouths, one was sucking my dick while another had one of my bollocks in it.

"So, who have you chosen?" asked the posh voice I didn't recognise.

"Number four was the most entertaining, but I think that if I have to choose between you all for a permanent part of my life, I will choose the first lady."

"Thank you." Said a voice I recognised as Mary.

"Bugger." Said Julia's voice from a region near my gonads.

"I would enjoy it if you still use me if Aunt Flo is visiting Mary." said Kate's voice. It must have been her giving me a blowjob as whoever was doing that stopped while Kate spoke.

"Close your eyes while I switch on the light." said the unknown posh voice. The light came on and I opened my eyes to see four very attractive MILFs inside the bed. with numbers written on their brows in lipstick. As I had guessed, One was Mary, Two was Kate, Three was Julia, and Four was somebody I didn't recognise. Her posh voice said "Pleased to meet you, Hans. I've heard a lot about you. I'm Jenny and when Kate told me about their little contest, I couldn't stay away especially as my husband is away on business and I would have been alone on a Saturday night. When the girls come over for a Symbian party, you can join us to remind them what a real cock is in comparison."

So that was Jennifer from the Manor House whose husband had bought her a Symbian to stop her from being tempted to see other men. She was in her early twenties and stunningly pretty, with long dark hair that cascaded across her back and partially hid her huge fabulous breasts with hard nipples. As I could tell when I was first fucking her, she was nearly six feet tall with a slim toned body, and huge boobs that didn't droop in spite of not having any support. If her husband was in his fourties, she must have been a trophy wife and I wasn't surprised that he was scared of her cheating on him. I knew that given any chance, I would cuckold him again!

They all moved so their heads were on the pillows with me and I took advantage of their four mouths and four cunts for the rest of the night.

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To be continued...



A Family Affair Ch. 03



Fred, Karen's gay brother came home from college to visit the family for a few days. Fred is a very well toned 5'7", 160-pound young men of 20 years. He has blond hair, a smooth hairless body and a true bubble butt. Fred is a gymnast and figure skater, which is why he stays in such great shape.

He was sunning by their pool in the backyard when Walt showed up. Fred told Walt that Karen was still looking at colleges with her friends. What Fred didn't know was that Walt had really come over to fuck his mother again. Fred invited Walt to hang out with him and use the pool and Walt accepted. The conversation was mostly about college and then Fred steered it toward sex. He inquired about Karen and asked if they were having sex. Walt told Fred about how far Karen had come in her sexuality. 

Fred surprised and somewhat shocked said, "Holy cow, my little sister, wow!" 

Walt and Fred swam around for a while and then hit the Jacuzzi. 

Fred told Walt he was gay and Walt said he knew because Karen had told him. Walt was curious about when Fred determined he was gay and how did he learn. Fred told him that it happened at a skating camp one year and related the whole story. Fred had always had an interest in figure skating and he convinced his parents to allow him to attend this training camp. The two instructors were twins and former competitive figure skaters themselves.

During one of the training sessions Fred could just not do anything right and the instructors were on his case. He let his temper get the better of him and he lashed out at them, they sent him to the dorm and said they would deal with him later. That evening he was summoned to the twin's quarters for reprimand. The twins told Fred he had two choices he could either accept his punishment or he could leave the camp right then. He agreed to accept his punishment. The twins told him to drop his pants and lean over the bunk, which he did reluctantly and was embarrassed.

"My what a lovely ass he has a real bubble butt", Josh said to his brother Brad. 

"Yes it is lovely and it is almost a shame that we have to spank it", Brad replied. 

But spank it they did not real hard but hard enough to redden his ass cheeks. Fred's eyes watered a little from the slight pain but they did not mistreat him. 

"You took your spanking very well Fred and now we will give you something to ease the sting", Brad said. 

The twins were on either side of him and began to rub his ass with lotion. They were very gentle and soon had Fred feeling relaxed. They began to play with his asshole and one of them inserted a finger in his ass. Fred felt the finger searching for his prostate and was confused by his feeling so good. 

"It looks like he is enjoying this", said Josh as he glanced at Fred's erection. 

Fred was surprised to see that he had a hard on without having touched his cock. 

"Maybe he would like something a little bigger in his ass Josh", Brad hinted. 

Josh said, "Sure why not". 

Josh then placed the head of his cock at the entrance to Fred's asshole. Fred just realized that the twins had dropped their pants and were sporting very impressive erections. 

Josh added more lotion to Fred's asshole, covered his own cock with lotion and then spit on it making it very slick. Fred grunted as Josh eased his cock into Fred's asshole and Brad moved to the front and waved his cock in Fred's face.

"Here take this in your mouth and it will take your mind off the discomfort in your ass", Brad offered. 

Fred allowed Brad's cock to enter his mouth and followed Brad's instructions to suck his cock. Fred's ass was opening up and he could feel Josh all the way in his ass with Josh's balls banging against his scrotum.

"We are going to cum in your mouth and your asshole and I want you to swallow all the cum in your mouth", Brad said. 

Fred could feel their cocks swell just before they came in his holes. Fred felt his own cock shoot cum across the floor without anyone touching it. Fred was the most turned on ever in his life. 

"Based on that pool of jizm I would say that you enjoyed yourself Fred," said Josh as he switched places with Brad.

Josh and Brad took turns with Fred's ass and mouth with both of them cumming twice in his asshole and mouth. Fred came a couple more times as well, whoever fucked his ass gave him a reach around hand job. The twins told Fred that he was to return each night for repeat sessions and he would be allowed to stay in camp. None of the following sessions included any spankings, just sucking and fucking.

Fred's roommate Brian was curious about Fred's departure each night and kept pressing Fred about what he was doing. Fred made Brian swear to secrecy and then told him what had been going on in the twins quarters. Brian could not believe what Fred told him about his sexual escapades with the twins.

"Wow", Brain exclaimed, "Would you do that to me, I mean would you suck my cock"? 

"Only if you suck mine too", Fred replied. 

"Okay if you show me what to do", Brian said excitedly. 

Both boys stripped and Fred lowered his head to engulf Brian's cock. Fred had learned to suck cock deeply and to swirl his tongue around the shaft in his mouth. Brian was going crazy and did not last long at all. 

"I'm cumming, holy shit", he yelled as he filled Fred's mouth with his dick juice. 

Fred sucked it all up and swallowed every drop as he learned from the twins. 

"That was incredible" Brian said. 

"Your turn", smiled Fred as he also was about to receive his first blowjob. 

Brian tried hard to mimic Fred's actions and took very well to sucking cock. Fred to this point had only received hand jobs and was on the verge of cumming quickly. Brian was startled when the first jet of cum hit the back of his throat. He reacted by backing off and letting Fred's cock slip from his mouth only to have the second shot of cum splash of his face and the subsequent spurts hit his chest. 

They both laughed at Brian's surprise and Fred said, "You'll get used to it and then you will be able to keep a cock in your mouth when it's shooting". 

Brian was rock hard again and asked, "What now"? 

"You can fuck me in the ass this time", replied Fred. 

Fred got on all fours and reached back and lubricated his asshole. He handed to lotion to Brian and told him to put it on his cock as well. Brian rapidly lubed up his cock as he was excited with the thought of fucking Fred in the ass. He slid his cock into Fred's asshole which went in with ease. Brian established a rhythm fucking Fred's ass and he stroked his beautiful hairless ass cheeks. Brian loved watching his cock slide in and out of Fred' shapely ass as he fucked him with long deep strokes. Brian could feel another orgasm building and he held on to Fred's hips as he filled his asshole with gobs of cum.

The two boys collapsed on the bunk and lay still until Brian's cock softened and slipped from Fred's ass with a trail of cum close behind. Fred lay next to Brian and began to play with Brian's ass. He lovingly stroked it and toyed with his asshole. Fred rubbed lotion on Brian's ass and then began to probe his virgin asshole with his finger. Fred used plenty of lotion and then added a second finger. Fred knelt behind Brian and pulled his hips up until his ass was in the air. Fred covered his cock with lotion and then saliva just as Josh had done the first time Fred was butt fucked. He eased his cock into Brian and began to slowly fuck him. Brian took to the ass fucking immediately and was soon pleading with Fred to fuck him. 

"Oh yeah fuck me, fuck me fill my ass up. Give it to me give me your cum", Brain yelled. 

Fred was thrilled to be on the giving side of a good ass fucking for the first time and he came like never before. Fred was so excited that his cock stayed hard and he continued to fuck Brian until he came again. 

"Nice show boys, now both of you get your asses over to our quarters", Josh said having caught them red handed.

That night the twins fucked the shit out of Brian and Fred and from that night on Brian and Fred were both at the twins quarters for fuck and suck sessions. They were put through a variety of positions with the twins, often Fred and Brian lay on their sides in a 69 position sucking each other's cock while Brad and Josh fucked them in the ass. Fred's favorite position of all time was when Brian was on his back with his legs up and Fred was in Brian's ass, Josh in Fred's ass and Brad's cock was in Fred's mouth. Fred was fucking, sucking and getting fucked at the same time. Brian was jerking himself off as he licked Brad's asshole. Fred felt Josh cumming in his ass which triggered his ejaculation into Brian's asshole and Brad shot in his mouth at the same time.

That camp was the orientation into gay life for Brian and Fred and they have remained gay friends and lovers ever since. Brian was off to a different college but they would have sex with each other when they home at the same time. 

Walt was amazed by the story as well as turned on and the bulge in his swimsuit displayed his arousal. 

"Holy shit Walt your cock is going to jump out of your bathing suit, can I see it", asked Fred? 

Walt figured why not and lowered his trunks.

When Walt dropped his bathing suit, Fred gasped at the size of it. He had seen hung guys at school but never had the opportunity have sex with them. Fred held the impressive organ in his hand and lightly stroked Walt's balls with the other. Walt's full 9" was fully erect in no time and Fred lowered his mouth taking his cock in as far as he could. Fred had never had a cock this big in his mouth and he continued to test his gag line to see how much he could swallow. 

Walt told Fred that he was about to come and Fred just sucked harder. Walt blasted the back of Fred's throat with a barrage of cum and Fred worked hard swallowing all of it. Fred kept Walt's cock in his mouth to keep him erect. Walt had no trouble keeping his erection, since Fred was an excellent cocksucker. Fred lifted his mouth off of Walt's cock and asked Walt to fuck him. 

Fred took off his bathing suit and his 6" erect dick wavered in the air. He knelt on a lounge cushion from one of the chairs and raised his ass in the air. Walt looked at him in this position and decided that he looked just like a girl with his smooth hairless body and his great looking bubble butt. Fred was reaching back and lubing his asshole with lotion as Walt applied a generous amount of lotion to his cock. Walt then spit on his dick making very slippery and eased into Fred's asshole. 

Walt was gentle with him allowing Fred to adjust to the size of his cock. Soon he was buried to the hilt in Fred's ass and fucked him royally. Walt held on to the pretty twin cheeks of Fred's ass as he fucked him thoroughly. Fred couldn't believe how full he felt with this enormous dick in his ass. Fred felt Walt tense and then fill his ass with cum. Walt continued to fuck Fred's ass and the jizm backed out of his ass and ran down over Fred's balls. Fred fired a blast of cum onto the pool deck without ever even touching his own cock.

Walt eased his softening cock out of Fred's ass and Fred turned around to take it in his mouth and suck him dry and clean. Walt was amused at how everyone in this family loved to suck his cock after he came in their ass. They both relaxed in the Jacuzzi for a while and Fred got Walt to agree to fuck him some more before he went back to college. Walt excused himself to use the bathroom and entered the house.

As Walt entered the house he spotted Helen by the window with her hands in her panties frantically rubbing her pussy. 

"You really like to watch, don't you?" Walt asked. 

Helen was startled, as she didn't see him come in. She panicked and ran upstairs. Walt went back out to the pool and told a naked Fred that his mother was home. 

"Holy shit, put your clothes on", Fred said as he jumped up to retrieve his bathing suit.

That night they all had pizza and beer and Fred then invited Walt to stay over after Helen went to bed. Walt fucked Fred's ass two more times that night and they ended up with Fred sucking Walt's cock as they fell asleep. Fred was in for two more days of fucking and sucking before he returned to college. Walt was impressed with the beautiful curvy asses possessed by this family and he loved fucking all of them. Too bad Helen didn't have more children, he thought.



A Family Affair Ch. 03



The Ewing Fairgrounds were dark except for the dirt tug pull track. There the lights shone brightly down on the farmers and their tractors. However, these tractors weren't for farming for the most part. 

Beneath their glossy coats of paint they had been tinkered with to increase horsepower, increase your chances to win. As usual the start was running late. And men talked about how slow women were. Tractors lined up at the scale house to be weighted in and have the drawbar measured. 

A pull was the only thing Kent was ever on early for, Cathryn thought to herself as she knelt down letting air out of one the 3020 John Deere's tires. On the other side Sam doing the same thing to the other tire. The tractor pulled better on this track with low tire pressure. The hiss of air stopped when she move the pocket knife away from the valve stem. She looked under the tractor at Sam and waited for him to pass the air gage.

"Thanks hon." She said when he laid the gage in her outstretched hand. He winked at her before he stood up to help Kent fasten down the weights.

When she was done she stood, put her knife and the air gage in her pockets, and went around to where Sam was to help him with the ratchet strap. They worked together quietly both so used to the routine they never needed to speak. Sam glanced around to locate Kent and saw him talking to Jim, one of the other pullers and their biggest competition.

"Kent was asking me questions about you today." He said softly still working.

Cathryn's hands trembled slightly as she glanced over her shoulder at Kent then forced herself to be calm. "What about?"

"He wanted to know if I noticed anything different about you lately." After a short pause, Sam continued with," He said you haven't had sex with him in a while."

"Shit, I can't screw him, I feel like I'm cheating on you."

A small smile passed over Sam's lips at that. "He said other things too. I got the impression when you did have sex it wasn't anything great."

"Hmm." Cathryn competently wound up the excess length of strap and tied it on the tractor. "If you are waiting for me to tell you that you are better its not going to happen. But you should be able to figure it out. I want you all the time, everyday, all day. Hell I would go for it right now if I could. Everything about you turns me on."

Sam ached to hold her but he couldn't, not there. Not with some many eyes around and Kent just a few steps away. So he merely laid a hand on her arm. "I know what you mean."

They stared at each other with longing in their eyes for a few moments before looking away and looking for Kent. He was standing beside the one thousand pound dead weight sled. Sam moved in that direction. "I'm going to see what's going on."

"Fine, I'll hold down the fort." She climbed up on the Deere and watched him walk away. 

From behind his tractor Jeff Riley watched her watching Sam. His ears might not be what they used to be from all the years of riding tractors. But he didn't need to hear the murmured words between them to see the heat in the gaze they were sharing or to read the body language. 

Playing with fire he thought to him self and went back to working on his tractor. It was none of his business if Kent's wife was banging his cousin. It should be one hell of a show when he figured it out.

The tractor pull started forty-five minutes late but none of the guys seemed to care. That was actually fairly early for them. On the bleachers Cathryn sat between Kent and Sam watching the primarily green, red, and blue tractors drag the sled up and down the track ten feet at a time. 

When it was their turn to pull the guys left her sitting alone. There were times when they would leave her alone while they talked to the other pullers about the condition of the track, farming, and other things that men chat about. 

There were hardly ever any women at these events so Cathryn reclined on the bleachers and watched the action. She had pulled before and even had a trophy to prove it but she would rather watch, then go to the truck and sleep when it got late.

Jeff stood, leaning back against the weight bracket of tractor, talking to Jim Fitzgerald. "Ever notice how chummy Sam and Kent's wife are?"

Jim looked over as Sam was bringing Cathryn a burger and Mt. Dew. "So you know Kent, he's always bringing her to these pulls and ignoring her. And you know he treats Sam like a slave."

"Mmm." Jeff scratched him chin while he thought. "I saw them talking earlier today."

"Yeah, so Kent was talking to his wife." Jim said wishing if Jeff had a point he would go ahead and make it.

Jeff looked over at him like he was an idiot. "Shit for brains. I didn't mean Kent. I meant Sam. I think he's fooling around with his cousin's wife."

"The hell you say." Jim stared in disbelief. "They're too close for that. What did they say to make you think so?"

"Well I don't rightly know. I couldn't hear them." He watched them eating together before he swung his gaze back to Jim. "But it was the way they were looking at each other, like if they weren't here they'd be screwing each other silly."

"Interesting, I wonder how long it's going to take him to figure it out. It almost serves him right. He's the one that leaves them alone together." Both men turned to look at Kent in amusement and sympathy.

It was four in the morning when they had finally added enough five hundred pound weights to the sled that no tractor could pull it the full ten feet. Cathryn missed the end of the pull. She was sound asleep in the truck by then. And by then the rumor had spread that Sam was nailing her behind Kent's back. Men were worse gossips that women ever thought about being.

On Tuesdays Cathryn spent the day with her friend Lizy. They had been friends since their days in the eighth grade. Unlike most grade school friendships they made theirs last. Like any relationship there were ups and downs but they hung on with frequent phone calls and visits. Lizy worked at the Wal-mart downtown in Alexandria and was currently dating someone from that area. Her relationship with Ray had lasted over a year and was still going strong. 

Cathryn waited for and feared the day Lizy moved down there with him. But for right now they were together and making their way up Interstate 275 to the Florence Mall.

Lizy reclined against the gray seat of Cathryn's 2001 Impala. "So is Sam coming over tomorrow?"

Cathryn cast her a sidelong look. Lizy was the first and only person she told about her affair. "Yeah, he always comes over for lunch on Wednesdays."

Laughing, Lizy patted Cathryn's arm. "Right, lunch. You two tear up the sheets every week. Cat you can't pull that one on me. I know you too well."

"I still fix him lunch." Cathryn said stubbornly.

With a mischievous light in her brown eyes Lizy finger combed her long deep brown tresses before stepping out of the car. "I bet I know his favorite think to eat."

Cathryn's lips twitched in a smirk before she could stop her self. "Get your skinny ass out of the car so we can shop. You have filthy mind. You know that don't you?"

Catching up with Cathryn, Lizy waggled her eye brows at her. "I bet it's his favorite thing though."

Cathryn smiled and shook her head. "Yeah. So what are we shopping for?"

"Ray's birthday, I have no idea what to get him."

"How much do you want to spend?" She stopped to eye a pair of earrings.

Lizy shrugged and leaned closer to the earrings too. The girls combed through most of the stores at the mall. Three hours, four pairs of earrings, three pairs of shoes, some lingerie, and a shirt later they emerged victorious with a present for Ray. It was perfectly him, some piece of Star Wars memorabilia that he had been hunting for months. They lucked out when they found the little Yoda hiding behind the stack of Care Bears.

"So do you think he'll like Yoda or the slinky little number you bought better?" Cathryn asked over her tossed salad.

Lizy pointed her fork in Cathryn's direction and in a low voice said. "Like Yoda he will. Desire lingerie he must."

"Cute, very cute." Cathryn chuckled. "So when are you going out?"

"I have reservations at the restaurant and hotel on Friday."

"A hotel, really?" Cathryn said in a sing song voice then dropped it down low. "Are you going to use and abuse him?"

"Yeah, but he'll like it." Lizy waited until the waitress sat down their entrées. "So are you going to put on a fashion show for Sam tomorrow?"

"Maybe, he's never seen me in skimpy lingerie." A slow smile spread across her face. "It could be interesting."

"So are you going to leave Kent?" After the question was out in the open Cathryn stared at her friend. She wasn't sure how to respond but Lizy wasn't giving up. "Well are you?"

Cathryn sighed. "I want to."

"But..." probed Lizy.

"Sam won't talk about it. He says he doesn't even want to think about the future," explained Cathryn.

Lizy stabbed a fry with her fork and pointed it at Cathryn. "What do you want?"

"I want to be with Sam." She stated simply.

"Then there you have it," was Lizy's answer. She changed the subject then and talked about what her and Ray did that past weekend. "You know we should go out together some weekend. Me and Ray, you and Sam, it could be fun."

"And how is that going to happen. And how are you going to explain that to Ray. I can see it. Hey Ray you remember my friend Cathryn. Oh, and this is her lover Sam."

"I don't know. It was just a thought." Lizy went back to her food. Both women lapsed into their silent thoughts. They went on home after they were done eating and sat up most of the night talking at Lizy's house. The subject of Cathryn leaving Kent wasn't brought up again that evening but it lingered on her mind.

*****

As usual, Sam sat across the table from Cathryn holding her hand and eating his lunch. She was lost in her own thoughts he knew. He wasn't overly worried about it. When she was ready she would tell him what was troubling her. So he sat back to think about the sight of her in the bright red teddy, something she bought just for him. It pleased him that she had bought it to make him happy. It pleased him even more to peal the silk and lace from her body.

"Sam, I've been thinking." Cathryn's voice snapped him back to the present. He raised his eyebrows at her in acknowledgment. Cathryn cleared her throat and took a drink of her iced tea. "I should leave Kent."

"Cat, baby, we've talked about this." Sam squeezed her hand but she cut him off with a look.

"No Sam, we haven't, not really. I've wanted to but you won't." She stared at their joined hands and moved her other hand to rest on top both of them. "I love you Sam. You are the one I want to be with. I wasn't to marry you and have your children. The only thing stopping that is Kent."

"You want to have my children." Staring in amazement he rounded the table to squat beside her. "I love you more than anything but I just...I hate to see Kent hurt."

With her hands on either side of his face, Cathryn looked down at Sam. "Neither do I, but it's not fair to us or him."

"Just wait a while longer. Please." Sam stood back up and held her to his side. "I'm trying to save up so we won't have to take out quite as big a loan to buy this place. I want you to have your house. And you'll have to sell at least Kent's half. He's not going to get your house."

"You're going to buy Kent out." Cat hugged him close. "Okay we'll wait a little bit longer."

Sam sat back down and finished his lunch. Soon, very soon the woman across from him would be his wife and the house he was sitting in would be his. He hoped that no matter what happened Kent would still care enough about Cathryn that he wouldn't completely take her house. It was half hers and Sam wanted to buy Kent out on the other half and the farm too. 

When he was finished eating he let Cathryn walk him to the door and kiss him good-bye. He loved her and he hoped by the end of the year she would be filing for divorce and he could marry her. He decided this after his little chat with Grant the week before.

In the darkness Kent laid his hand on his wife's arm. He knew she was still awake even though her back was to him. Slowly he moved closer and slid his hand around to grope her breast. In a quick jerk she moved further away from him and pushed his hand away. 

Not to be deterred Kent slid his arm around her and leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Wanna make love?"

Cathryn scowled in the darkness and pushed his arm off. "No, I want to go to sleep."

"Come on it's been a month and a half." Kent whined and tried to grope at her again. "Just a quick one."

"Kent I said I want to go to sleep. I have to get up early and go to work in the morning." She said and shoved his arm away and pulled her cover up around her neck.

Sitting up in bed Kent leaned over and turned on the lamp. "I want to have sex. You're not going to sleep until we at least talk about why you have been putting me off."

"I just don't want to okay. Now turn off the damn lamp so I can go to sleep." Cathryn said through clenched teeth.

Kent grabbed the blanket and pulled it away from her. "No, now roll over and at least look at me so we can talk this through."

When the cover was yanked away from her Cathryn sat up in the bed and glared at her husband. She reached out for her blanket but Kent pulled it further out of her reach. "Kent quit acting childish and give me my blanket."

"No." Kent sat in the bed hugging the floral comforter to his chest like a spoiled, cranky child. In the dim lamp light his farmers tan seemed more pronounced.

Cathryn sighed and swung off the tall bed. "Fine, I'll just go to sleep on the couch downstairs." With a yank she unplugged her alarm clock. "That's were I'll be staying until you quit acting like an ass."

He watched her pick up her pillows and stalk out of the room. He knew he blew it when he lost his temper but he couldn't stop it. The light was still on as he sat there holding her blanket. Some fifteen minutes later he was still sitting up in the bed staring at the bedroom door she had slammed in her wake. Part of him wanted to storm downstairs after her. The other part wanted to leave well enough alone and let her cool off. In the end that part won and he lay back down in the bed still hugging the comforter. Eventually he decided to turn off the lamp and go to sleep.

When the room was dark again Kent lay staring at Cathryn's side of the bed wondering where he went wrong. Somehow he had lost his wife. Since before they were married he only had a slippery hold on her but her convinced her to marry him. Along the way he lost his hold on her and was left grasping at smoke. I won her once, Kent thought to himself, I can do it again.

It never occurred to Kent as his eyes slid closed that Cathryn was already lost to him forever. And no matter what he did would be leaving him and would never truly live as his wife again. Her mind was made up. No matter what she would never be intimate with Kent again. Not as long as Sam loved her. So Kent went to sleep dreaming of ways to woo his wife while she lay on the couch dreaming of her lover.



A Family Affair Ch. 03



Authors Note - 

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

This is the third part of this little mini-series, and is probably best looked at after reading episodes 1&2, but for those who can't wait, here's a little précis of events so far...

Paolo Wharton has a hot experience that he'd only ever dreamed of whilst on holiday in Italy. It set him thinking about a very strange, and enlightening, week! 

Paolo lives on the outskirts of London, a member of a big wide-spread family that stretches throughout Europe. At the end of his first year at University his family had arranged to spend some time at his Aunt's Villa in Tuscany, but for various reasons the rest of his family had dropped out at the last minute and he'd made the trip alone, but he was looking forward to it still. It was a chance to see Maria again.

At Pisa airport, he'd been surprised to find no-one there to meet him, and had been shocked to witness a passionate re-union between a young Italian couple that had really opened his eyes! However soon after that, he'd had an even bigger shock when his volatile Sicilian Cousin Isobella, 'Izzy', had finally appeared to pick him up and drive him to the Villa where he was surprised to find himself the only male resident after his Uncle Flavio is called away on an urgent business appointment. That leaves him with his cousins Izzy, Ilse, Frieda and Aunt Luisa, but does that matter? The sun's out, it's hot and the girls have organised a tennis party at the families cooler Lodge in the mountains, so what could possibly go wrong with that? Except about everything! 

I'm always interested in people's comments if you'd care to leave one, and please vote too. All feedback is useful!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy ...

Duke 

*****

10. Back at the Villa 

When we arrived back at the Villa, we were all in good spirits, laughing and joking together like good cousins should. Like nothing unusual had happened! It was plain weird!

I mean, this morning I'd been in London, happily preparing for my visit to my aunt and uncle's villa in Tuscany, a welcome holiday reward after a hard first year at university. The fact that my mother and sister had dropped out of the trip at the last minute had been a mere annoyance as I'd looked forward to some welcome sunshine and also the vague possibility of embarking on a long delayed romance! Pisa airport had been full of surprises, including a couple of enthusiastic young lovers who'd livened up the Arrivals Hall no end. 

But the biggest surprise had been the appearance of my beautiful, but volatile, Sicilian cousin Isobella, 'Izzy', who had eventually arrived, late as usual, to transport me up to the Villa where it turned out that she too was staying. As were two of my other cousins, Ilse and Frieda who were apparently down from Austria to take get some sun as well. My Uncle Flavio had been called away on business, so by the time I'd unpacked, it was just me, my cousins and Aunt Luiza in residence.

And then my cousins had dragged me up to the family's country Lodge in the mountains to play tennis! I'd had misgivings about the tennis, but there was no way that I'd anticipated what they really had in mind!

Unfortunately, despite my outward conviviality, my inner doubts had returned. What the hell had I got into here? We'd behaved like sex maniacs up there on the lawns of the Lodge and I could hardly say that I'd been forced into it. But with my cousins!? And how would Maria react if she found out? Suddenly my mood was changing.

Still, I'd had to smile at the way that the girls reacted to me after our little love tryst. We'd spent the remainder of the afternoon laying together in our secluded retreat, naked still, but just chatting and enjoying our time out in the open. The weather stayed bright and sunny but in our shady spot it wasn't oppressive, just pleasant. It had been quite idyllic really. There I was, surrounded by shapely, bare female bodies and before long, judging by the occasional glances that I got, it wasn't going unnoticed that a certain part of my anatomy was starting to recover it's zest for life!

But, before anything more could happen, Izzy was checking her watch and announcing that we'd better get moving. Apparently she'd promised Aunt Luisa that we wouldn't be late back, which was vaguely surprising because it was only about four o'clock and traditionally the family didn't eat dinner until eight.

So, perhaps a little reluctantly, we'd pulled on our clothes and gathered up our things to load up the car again for the short journey back to the villa. Even that had almost got difficult! Ilse and Frieda had pulled me towards the rear doors of the big Fiat, evidently intent on carrying on where we'd left off earlier. I was making a mock protest, but actually quite looking forward to some back seat groping on the return journey, but Izzy was having none of it! She'd grabbed my arm tightly and steered me quickly to the passenger door. She was laughing and joking as well, but I could tell from the tightness of her grip that she had no intention of letting Ilse or Frieda anywhere near me on the way back!

Then, as if to establish her seniority in the scheme of things, on the drive back she'd rested her hand possessively on my thigh in between gear changes, occasionally letting her fingers stray higher, no doubt enjoying the way that I tensed under her little torturing explorations. I could hear Ilse making some barbed comments to Izzy in Italian from the back, but I pretended not to hear, and then Izzy spent the whole journey blithely chattering about anything inconsequential that came to mind.

The trip passed quickly, and when Izzy had finally brought the car to a sliding halt in the villa driveway, we all piled out and stood together a little uncomfortably for a few minutes, wondering who might be watching, before simultaneously laughing and joining together in a group hug. So, there was no alternative, and I just pushed aside my reservations and enjoyed the feel of their warm, soft bodies again as they whispered some distinctly un-cousin-like comments into my ear!

Then we headed quickly up the stone stairs, out of the intense late afternoon heat and into the cool, tranquil darkness of the villa. By now, my main priority was to head upstairs and get a cool shower, and I was about to arrange a time to see the girls before dinner when I was distracted by the appearance of Caterina, the villa's housekeeper, from a side door.

"Signor Paolo," she gushed, "have the girls looked after you well? I hope that they haven't taken too much out of you on your first day. That Ilse is such a competitive creature when it comes to tennis, and Izzy too! I imagine that you're exhausted, poor thing."

"God," I thought, reddening slightly, "If only she knew!" I snapped a quick glance back at the girls as they headed upstairs before looking back into Caterina's sparkling brown eyes. They seemed to be studying me rather strangely. "Oh No!" I thought again,"...could she possibly know?!"

But she laughed at my sudden awkwardness, "Never mind Paolo, I'm sure that you'll beat them one day!" Clearly my tennis expertise, or lack of it, had preceded me!

"Anyway," she added with a secret smile, "I'm doing you a special meal tonight to build up your strength again..." 

That sounded promising. Catarina's excellent cooking was renowned throughout our family, and my mouth started to salivate at the thought of what she might have in store!

"Oh, and I spoke to Maria today. She's hoping to get back later on Wednesday. She has some things to sort out first at college apparently. She wouldn't say what, my daughter can be so annoying at times!" and Caterina frowned slightly and shook her head a little before adding brightly,"... but she said that she's really looking forward to seeing you here again!" Then she turned away and headed back towards the kitchens, "Dinner at eight, so you need to be down by seven thirty," she added sternly from the doorway.

My mind was still spinning at the mention of Maria's name, and her imminent arrival! Things were suddenly so, so complicated. How was I ever going to deal with all this?

I shook my head in consternation as I headed up the stairs to my room but, after a relaxing shower, I was suddenly standing in the bedroom still confused, still tired and staring at the big bed which suddenly looked so incredibly attractive.

"Well, it's a couple of hours to dinner, so it wouldn't do any harm to just lie down for a quick half an hour's nap would it?" I thought as I settled down on the cool sheets, and rested my head on the welcoming pillow.

11. A Surprise at Dinner 

I may have distantly heard the tapping on the door, or my name being called, but I was drifting cosily in a soft, fluffy cloud and was far too comfortable to take notice.

I didn't have much choice though when the voice got louder and something touched my shoulder and began to shake me, hard!

"Signor Paulo! Wake up! It is after seven and you'll be late for dinner!" said Catarina urgently, still shaking me, "...and I've put a lot of effort into this meal so get up...quickly! Your aunt is expecting you."

"What? ...How? ... who?...Oh!!" I spluttered as I finally snapped awake, realising that my 'quick half hour' had extended a bit, and then that I was almost naked on the bed with just my shorts covering my dignity! 

Catarina was unimpressed by my sudden cry of modesty, "Oh phut! As if there's anything here that I haven't seen before! Now come on, get moving!" she laughed as she twirled around and headed for the door.

I wasn't so sure about that, but I wasn't going to extend the conversation there and then, so I sat up, shook my head to clear away the cobwebs and checked my watch. I had ten minutes to make myself presentable and be in the dining room for seven thirty!

"Easy!" I thought as I jumped up and started to rummage through my clothes. It wasn't as though I had a lot of choosing to do either as I hadn't bothered packing much, but I knew that my aunt liked to dress smartly for dinner at the Villa, so I'd brought some tidy slacks and a few shirts just in case.

So, with a couple of minutes to spare, I was ready. Dressed in plain grey slacks, matching loafers and a crisp(ish) white shirt I headed for the staircase just in time to see Izzy, Ilse and Frieda heading towards the outside door below me.

"Hey, wait for me!" I gasped as I picked up pace and took the stairs two at a time, but by the time I'd reached the bottom, Ilse and Frieda were already outside. Izzy however had turned and waited for me. 

"My, my," she said with a broad smile, "you ARE looking smart. Aunt Luisa will be impressed!"

"But, but, where are you off to? Dinner's going to be served soon."

"Oh, we're heading into the village. There's a fantastic little trattoria that does super pasta, almost as good as Catarina's!"

"But why aren't you eating here ... with us ...with me ..."

"Oh, didn't I say before?" she responded brightly, "Aunt Luisa wanted to have dinner just with you tonight. She said that she had something important to discuss with you..." she added as she turned for the door, "Anyway, got to go now ... ciao Paulo!"

I was left in the hallway, mouth stuck open again in surprise as I tried to get my mind round that conversation...and the fact that Aunt Luisa had something important to discuss. Whatever could that be? For a moment I froze, wondering if she'd somehow found out about our afternoon's love making. But I slowly relaxed as I thought about it more. No-one could possibly know, and surely Izzy and the girls wouldn't have said anything ...?!

Anyway, the delicious smell of food wafting out of the kitchen soon took precedence over my anxiety, and I turned quickly and marched positively into the dining room as I realised how hungry I was. Whatever was going on it wasn't going to put me off one of Caterina's 'special' dishes!

The dining room was quite old fashioned. It had a stone floor for coolness, but was covered in the centre by a long, luxurious orange carpet that brightened the room up no end. There were old wooden chests down one wall that contained cutlery, tablecloths and such like but the centrepiece was a long oak table down the middle of the room that fairly comfortably sat up to twelve people. 'And sometimes many more,' I thought with a smile as I recalled family gatherings squashed up together. Opposite me as I entered there was also a tall, polished walnut cabinet, full of silver trinkets and glassware standing against the far wall. On the bottom section was a silver tray full of bottles of all shapes and sizes that I eyed speculatively, instantly feeling thirsty at the sight!

There was no-one in the room though and something else was strange. On the table were flowers and bowls of fruit, but no sign of any place settings. I paused as I reached the centre of the room, puzzled, and then I noticed that the big veranda windows were open at the far end, the gossamer curtains slowly wafting about in the breeze. Heading that way, I quickly saw that a small table had been set on the veranda. It was a cosy spot, just the right size for two and overlooking a small, 'secret garden', surrounded by high walls and full of lush green bushes and bright flowers with a large olive tree in the centre for shade. It was my aunt's little treasure which she tended personally with loving care. As children we were only ever allowed in after surrendering any balls, or other playthings that could do damage!

I stood next to the small table for a few moments enjoying the peaceful view over the garden, and the delightful fragrance of the flowers, before turning as I heard a movement behind me.

"Well Paolo, so here you are at last. Now, let me look at you...gracious, you never seem to stop growing! Your mother was right. You look positively glowing with health! Now come here and greet your poor old aunt properly!"

I stepped back into the dining room with a wide grin. It was my favourite aunt, and looking absolutely stunning in a long grey evening dress that seemed moulded to her slim figure. She looked the complete opposite to any 'old aunt' that you could imagine! We stepped forwards and wrapped our arms around each other in a warm, intimate embrace, before stepping back, still smiling warmly at each other.

I did my duty, but quite happily, "Aunt Luisa, it's so good to be here, thank you for asking me over. I've been really looking forward to seeing you all again. I'm sorry that my mother and Jasmine couldn't come, I really don't know what was so urgent to keep them back home."

My aunt could tell that I was annoyed still at being cast adrift at the last minute, but she just took my hand and guided us to the veranda again, "Oh don't worry about it, I'm sure your mother had a good reason, and she was on the phone earlier to check that you'd got here safely." I lifted my eyebrows in frustration. As if I wasn't old enough now to travel safely on my own! But my aunt had either not seen my expression or, more likely, chose wisely to ignore it.

"And I too must apologise Paolo. Flavio called away on business, Guilio away as well. It looks as if we don't want to see you! Still, I'm glad that the girls are here, even if that Izzy is a bit of a handful! I hope that they looked after you properly up at the lodge this afternoon?"

Fortunately she seemed to have switched her gaze to the garden as she said that, so my sudden red colouring went un-noticed as I stammered out some sort of vaguely reassuring reply!

Looking at her in profile, I was struck by how young she looked. I knew that my mother was a couple of years older than Aunt Luisa, but her son Guilio was older than me, so she must have been pushing forty. But she didn't look it! Her raven black hair was pulled tightly back with a silver clasp leaving a couple of strands dangling at the side of her narrow face, and exposing her long, elegant neck. The skin of her face looked smooth and flawless, even under the bright light in the garden. The grey dress seemed to shimmer in that light, clearly with some reflective material embedded in the weave, and hung by two narrow straps from her bare, graceful shoulders. The front and back of the dress was cut quite low, and a large opal in a silver clasp sat nestled in the upper valley of her bosom, hanging down from her neck by a thin silver chain. It was a match for the smaller opal studs that she wore as ear-rings.

All in all, I had to admit that for a 'poor old aunt' she looked quite breathtaking!

I had to quickly drag my eyes away from her as she turned my way again, but maybe not quickly enough as I saw a little smile flit across her face.

"Now then Paolo. Why don't you get us some drinks before Caterina delights us with her 'special' dinner? I'll have a campari and soda please. You know," she added as I headed for the drinks tray, "I think that Catarina has a soft spot for you Paolo, it's not every guest that gets this treatment! Have you heard from Maria by the way? Caterina said that she'd be home soon. You two always did get on so well!"

"Yes, we keep in touch," I responded hesitantly, not wanting to sound too enthusiastic, or to admit that we phoned and 'skyped' each other regularly or that only last week she'd promised me a surprise when we met up again!

As I turned with our drinks in hand, I had the answer to a question that had been in the back of my mind since my aunt had appeared in the dining room. How could she possibly manage to move around in a dress that was practically pencil thin from her waist down? And the answer was that there was a long slit up one side that I hadn't seen before but which parted obligingly as she sat down at our little veranda table, exposing a long stocking clad leg up above her knee. The effect was incredibly sexy.

I swallowed nervously as I placed the drinks on the table and squeezed past to sit opposite her. After the events of this afternoon, I really did have to stop ogling family members! My mother would have had a fit, and the thought of upsetting my aunt was almost devastating!

I needed a quick change of conversation, "Err, Izzy said that you needed to speak to me about something aunt. I hope that ..." I was about to apologise in advance for any shortcoming that she might raise, especially as a slight frown flitted across her face before the smile returned.

"Oh, that Izzy does have a big mouth at times," she said reflectively, "I'll have to have a word with her." 

That didn't sound good. The last thing I needed was to make an enemy of cousin Isabella!

"Oh I'm sure she didn't mean anything untoward," I said quickly.

"Well, anyway, it's true that I do have something to discuss with you Paolo. It's ..." she seemed lost for words for a moment, " ...well, more of a story I need to tell really. But it can wait until after we've eaten," she finished dismissively.

"Now Paolo, you must tell me all your news from home. And I mean ALL. I'm sure that sister of mine censors out the juicy bits when we speak!"

So that set the tone for the meal. Catarina soon appeared from the kitchen, bustling in and laden with delicious dishes that set me salivating as soon as the aromas hit me. I think that Aunt Luisa would have made an effective member of the Inquisition the way that she cajoled me into describing events at home, some of which I knew would make me cringe if word got back to England.

At one point, I realised that I'd let slip a really sensitive piece of news about Jasmine's most recent affair, and I had to desperately plead with her to keep the news to herself. She smiled, leaned across the table and took my hand in hers looking me seriously in the eyes, "Of course Paolo, your secrets will always be safe with me. That's the way it has to be. I'm sure that you'll see why later," she finished mysteriously.




A Family Affair Ch. 03



I let that strange comment pass, I was enjoying the meal too much to worry about that and a rather nice bottle of Chianti had appeared to distracted me further. However, there was one thing that kept me distracted right through the meal.

When I'd sat down opposite her, I couldn't help but notice that the silver opal clasp nestling between the swellings of her bosum wasn't quite as straightforward as I'd first imagined. As I'd thought, the opal was dangling down from her neck by the silver chain, but that wasn't all that was anchoring it in place. From the bottom of the silver clasp, two further strands of silver chain ran tautly downwards and under the top of her dress, separated by about sixty degrees and making the opal appear to be in the centre of a little 'star' of silver chains. At first I'd thought that they must be clipped to the top of her dress in some way, but the more I looked the more I realised that they disappeared underneath the shiny grey material. How weird was that? 

But I couldn't spend all my time staring at my Aunt's bosom, delightful as it was and I gradually let the matter go as I concentrated on sounding like a relatively sensible nephew as our conversation delved effortlessly into all our relative's private lives! 

By the time that we'd finished the fine meal I was feeling distinctly warm and mellow, and I was quite happy to accept the glass of brandy that my aunt poured as we made our way to the living room and sat down next to each other on a low sofa. It was still not dark, although the sun was setting, throwing a much softer light into the opulently furnished room. It was also throwing light onto Aunt Luisa's luscious legs!

As she'd sat down and crossed her legs, the slit in her skirt had fallen open and I was presented with the sight of her long legs, right up to mid thigh, and it was clear that she was wearing stockings as the dark band at the top was also peeping into view.

She didn't seem to see the way that my eyes eyebrows had risen in surprise, or hear the quick intake of breath that had accompanied them, and was still chattering on quite naturally. I was suddenly back in panic mode. Should I say something? But what? And how embarrassed would she feel if I just blurted out that I could see right up her legs? It was a distinct conundrum, and not helped by the fact that her stocking clad legs really did look good!

12. A Bit of Unexpected History 

Then she said something that distracted me again.

"So Paolo, I think that it's time that I told you that little story that I promised. Are you comfortable?"

I wasn't sure, but I said "Yes" as I tried to switch my attention away from her legs again.

"So, Paolo, what do you know about the history of my country, mia bella Italia?"

I couldn't believe it. She was going to give me a history lesson?

But I wasn't to be beaten and searched my memory banks for what little I knew about the creation of the Italian state. Which, as it turned out, wasn't much! I knew that it had been created relatively recently, in the nineteenth century, when Garibaldi and King Victor Emmanuel finally managed to unite previously hostile states, like Piedmont, Tuscany, Modena, Sicily and many others to defeat the Austrians and their allies.

I explained what I'd recalled and got a rather condescending response, "Well, it was a little more complicated than that Paolo, but that's not important. What I'm going to tell you now is what's really important to us ... then, and now!"

She started by telling me that she could trace our family right back into the middle ages, and that we'd been on the periphery of the nobility all through the turbulent times when the contest for power and lands between the noble houses of the old ducal states had led to almost continuous strife between one side and another. Loyalties switched on a regular basis, and that led to much bloodshed, particularly among the younger men who were forever getting involved in 'blood feuds' and intrigues with the daughters of rival families.

Then, at some point, one of the family matriarchs called Louisa had decided, following the death of her favourite grandson in a duel over a young woman that enough was enough and it was time for the female side of the family to take a hand in controlling the younger men's excesses.

"But how to do that?" smiled Aunt Luisa as she paused in her story. I had no idea so I kept my mouth shut. And that was partly because I was getting increasingly distracted by the way that the slit in her dress, was sliding higher and higher as she shuffled position while telling her story. It was now clear that she wasn't wearing tights as a shaft of olive coloured flesh had appeared above the dark band of her stocking top. Jesus!

I clearly wasn't required to provide the answer though as my aunt ploughed on and I did my best to concentrate on her words rather than her legs.

The solution appeared to have come out of a meeting that she'd arranged somehow with all the other female family heads, and their daughters. It had been decided that small groups of the younger women would be 'assigned' to one of their aunts who would be charged with directing the group in protecting a particular young man of the family by making sure that they didn't get involved too early with unsuitable relationships. They saw it as a duty of care in protecting the male line of the extended family, and soon were becoming increasingly successful in ensuring that the younger men of the family survived their hot-blooded transfer from adolescence into adulthood. They called themselves the young man's 'secret women' and the practice soon spread throughout the family and was passed on from one generation to the next.

It sounded most sensible the way that my aunt described it, but I couldn't quite see what that had to do with me. I must have looked suitably puzzled, so my aunt leaned forward and took my hand as she continued.

"So here we are now, in this modern Italy, where the threats admittedly are not so great, but the custom still goes on. The womenfolk still create our little 'secret women' support groups and still try to look after our young men."

Her smile was now broader, a hint of conspiracy flitting across her bright eyes, "So ..."

Then the penny dropped! Like an atom bomb!!

"Jeeeesus!... It's still happening now isn't it?... Here!?" My response was slow and my face must have been a picture as the revelation hit me. At least to my aunt!

"Of course," she said gently, patiently, as she squeezed my hand encouragingly, "...that's what I just said, but I realise that it probably comes as a bit of a surprise."

Surprise! That had to be the understatement of the year!! 

My brain and mouth were still having trouble co-ordinating as I spluttered on, "So ...this afternoon ... at the Lodge ... Oh My God!

My aunt was smiling into my eyes as she saw the realisation hit, "Yes, of course. It's part of the bonding process. You know ... being physically intimate. In the old days it was our way of stopping our young men straying into dangerous territory. After all, to quote from one of your sayings, 'If you have good food at home you don't need to sample someone else's'" She frowned for a moment, "Well, something like that anyway! And did Izzy, Ilse and Frieda look after you well at the Lodge..."

I shut my eyes briefly as the meaning of her words sank in, "Christ, you do know don't you?! All of it?" 

I sighed as I let out a long breath. It had been my nightmare all along that my Aunt would find out somehow about our afternoon of love-making, throw me out in righteous indignation at my abuse of her hospitality and maybe even tell my family. But maybe this wasn't that bad after all? She knew, but she'd helped set it all up hadn't she? She'd more or less admitted it hadn't she?

I finally met her eyes again and was relieved to see that she was still smiling.

"So, this was all set up in advance," I blurted out as pieces of the jigsaw started to fall into place, "and Guilio and Uncle Flavio... how did you get them out of the way?"

"Oh, that's the advantage of our women's network, we have contacts all over the place to help us..."

"Oh God!" I interrupted as something else hit me like a lead brick, "My mother ... she didn't just drop out of the trip accidently did she? ...She must have known!!"

"Of course," laughed my aunt, grasping my hand more tightly as if concerned that I'd run off in shock, "she had to give her permission. It's part of our code. When I proposed our women's group to include Izzy and the twins I had to gain her approval..."

I hadn't responded, not trusting to put into words my jumbled thoughts, and I saw a brief look of uncertainty flit across her face, "...and she seemed well pleased with my choices Paolo. She felt we would be good for you...she thought that you would be good for the girl's too, especially Izzy!"

I still hadn't spoken, so she ploughed on, "...you realise that it's a two-way thing Paolo? If you accept, we become like a ... a..." she struggle for the words,"... a mutual support group. We help each other in whatever way we can ...Paolo?"

"So it's not just sex then?" I responded, perhaps maybe a bit harshly.

Her hand was gripping me really tightly now, and I suddenly realised that this wasn't easy for my aunt either, "Of course not Paolo. Although it's usually a big attraction for the female group members! And not many males have complained when they understand the background! Do you understand it Paolo?"

She seemed to take in a deep breath as she finished, "And of course you do have a choice Paolo. I'm sure that we'll all be very disappointed if you don't feel that you can join us, but we can hardly force you can we?!" She finished with a slightly nervous laugh, and then her eyebrows narrowed as she thought of something, "Izzy didn't use bondage this afternoon did she!?"

I had to laugh, and then I shook my head in disbelief. This was looking like a pivotal moment in my life and the thought of Izzy indulging in a bit of BDSM just took it to a completely surreal level!

"So this is a totally 'secret' group then? We don't talk about it to anyone outside the group?" I asked slowly. I don't think that I realised it at the time, but that, in effect, was me giving in to my carnal instincts. But my aunt did!

She almost purred in relief, "Of course Paolo, totally confidential unless we all agree to divulge something. It's like a secret society ... and with some interesting benefits!!"

Then something else struck me, and my gaze fell away from my aunt's face, down her slim body to her crossed legs, with the slit now almost exposing her thigh up to the top of her leg.

My eyes widened, "Oh wow! ...you too ... you're part of the group as well?"

She seemed pleased at the way I'd reacted to her sensuous pose, "Well, technically, I'm head of the group ... but we don't stand on ceremony!"

"But, I mean ... you're part of the ...errrrr, ... physical side?!"

"Not the most romantic description I've heard," she laughed, "but yes, naturally ... if you want to of course?" 

"But Uncle Flavio?" I gasped.

"He's not here."

"But ..."

"Flavio won't know, or mind Paolo. He's probably with his mistress in Milan as we speak."

"He's got a mistress...?!" I was shocked, suddenly almost angry on behalf of my aunt.

"Yes, I encouraged it. She's an acquaintance of a friend and quite harmless... and it makes this so much easier doesn't it?"

"I ...I ..." 

"Maybe if you kissed me..." she whispered and I suddenly realised that she'd shuffled up to me on the sofa, her thigh now pressing against mine and her face was close enough to mine for her perfume to waft enticingly around my nose.

Up close, I was amazed at how young and beautiful she looked. Even though old enough to be my mother, her skin was smooth and flawless, and her tantalising smile had lit up her face so that it seemed to glow in the soft evening light. And the mention of the kiss had quickly focussed my eyes on her lips which were moist and slightly parted, and suddenly looking incredibly sexy!

Then she leaned forward slightly and, like a magnet, I felt myself drawn inevitably towards her, my lips suddenly just inches away from hers and, at that moment, I knew that I couldn't possibly hold back. Maybe my hormones were still boiling crazily after that erotic afternoon with my cousins, but right or wrong, secret group or not, she'd become so incredibly desirably that I was hooked.

I was gazing deep into her sparkling grey eyes as our lips finally touched, sending an electric shock around my body, and hers too judging by her long, deep sigh. Then my eyes closed as our lips pressed harder together, and I concentrated on the gloriously sensual feeling as they began to open and, quickly, we surrendered to each other's tormenting tongues. My hand had automatically lifted to cradle her neck, caressing the skin around her hairline, sending goose-pimples up and down her spine while her fingers were running urgently through my hair and she was pulling my lips harder into her. It seemed like we'd been instantly transformed from two sensible, family members into a pair of young, carefree lovers. I wasn't complaining!

That momentous kiss seemed to last an age, as though neither of us wanted to pull away in case the strange, magic spell was broken, but eventually we did, very reluctantly, untangle ourselves. We were both breathing deeply and just staring at each other as we paused, in a race to collect our thoughts. She won.

"That's a 'yes' then?" she whispered.

"Oh God yes!" I responded enthusiastically, not really sure what I was agreeing to but reaching out for her again. Suddenly nothing seemed more important than the need to let my hands caress her body, to trace her sensual curves, to have her warm body close up to mine.

But she amazed me by pulling further away.

"No Paolo, not here," she said firmly as she stood up, "come up to my room, it's more ... comfortable."

13. More Lessons 

She'd held out her hand to help me up, and I grasped it as I stood up next to her, but instead of following her, I pulled her back into me, her soft body right up against mine now as I kissed her again, hard, letting my free hand run up and down her back, feeling her shudder under my touch!

"Mamma Mia Paolo!" she gasped as she tried to squirm free for a moment before surrendering to the moment and moulding herself to me as she returned my kiss, hard!

But finally she did pull free, still breathing deeply, "Goodness Paulo, Izzy was right. You're very passionate!"

"Oh! Is there anything Izzy didn't tell you about this afternoon?" I gasped in annoyance.

But she just chuckled throatily as she led me out of the dining room towards the staircase, "Probably not much ... she seemed very excited when you got back, and we are all part of the same group now, aren't we?" 

I decided not to pursue that one, and anyway, I'd already let her go ahead of me up the stairs and was being hypnotised by the sensuous swaying of her hips as she climbed them in front of me. The shiny grey dress fitted her like a glove and the sight of those swaying, round buttocks right in front of my eyes was just mouth-wateringly good, dispelling any remaining doubts about what I might be about to do upstairs to my favourite Aunt!

Her bedroom was big and airy, full of soft pastel lemon shades and white fittings. The big veranda windows were open and a light breeze was billowing the filmy white curtains. But the centrepiece and, I'll admit, my main object of interest was a large four poster bed. It was set back against one wall, and surrounded by fluffy white sheepskins. It had diaphanous white mini curtains of its own, tied tightly back to each post. On the bed, lacy white pillows sat lonely above the pristine white sheets which were turned back, ready for use. Handy!

My mouth was suddenly dry as she turned to face me inside her room, "That's better, no danger of being interrupted by Catarina here!" That was a disturbing thought as it reminded of her daughter, Maria, again. I'd come on this holiday hoping to start a relationship with her, and instead I'd just fucked my three cousins and was about to do the same to my aunt! Okay, it appeared that I could justify it on some sort of historical precedent, but was Maria likely to appreciate that distinction if she found out? Unlikely!

But by then my mind was under the influenced of the hormones that the kiss downstairs had triggered and the hardness between my legs, so I quickly decided to put that potential problem to one side as my aunt stepped forward and slipped smoothly into my arms again as we re-ignited our passionate kiss!

By the time that she pulled away again, I think that I'd explored just about every square inch of her body that my hands could reach, including the sides of her promisingly rounded breasts. Okay, it was through her dress, but she'd reacted with a promising low moan as I'd begun to caress them, and the way that she was pressing her hips into me, there was no way that she could be missing my reaction to that long, molten kiss.

This time she stepped back from me a couple of paces as her hands lifted to the top of her head, releasing the clamp that held her hair and shaking it loose. It was such a simple movement, but to me, so, so incredibly sexy as her hair tumbled down to her shoulders. Then she was staring into my eyes, a mischievous smile spreading over her face as she slipped aside the thin dress straps to hang loosely down her arms baring her shapely shoulders completely. The slit in her dress had opened up again, probably intentionally, exposing her long, slender leg, but I was slightly disappointed that the dress hadn't fallen away from her breasts, and I was intrigued again by the silver chains attached to her pendant that disappeared down the front. Maybe they were holding it up in some way? But even so, at that moment, she looked like the most desirable woman I'd ever seen!

Then she was back in front of me, calmly unbuttoning my shirt and pulling it out from my slacks, almost purring as she let her hands run smoothly over my bare chest. I found that I couldn't move, just standing there as she stripped me, enjoying the exciting feel of her hands as they slid across my bare skin before moving sensuously down my chest and began to unbuckle my belt.

"Oh God, Aunt Luisa, this is fantastic!" I gasped as my belt opened up, but she frowned for a moment.

"Just 'Luisa' when we're making love Paolo..."

At that moment I'd have called her anything she liked as she stooped to drag off my trousers and instructed me to kick off my shoes and socks. Then she stood back up, and looked me up and down, pausing briefly to savour the impressively large bulge disfiguring my white boxer shorts.

"Mmmmm Paolo, Izzy really was right. You look good enough to eat!"

I wasn't too impressed to hear Izzy's opinion again. I made a brief note to have a word with her later about her big mouth! But it was the briefest of moments because my aunt had just turned in front of me and asked me to unhook her dress!

I can't believe how long it took my fumbling fingers to find the fastening and undo it! Why are women's dresses designed solely to confound young men? Although I suppose I did spend some of that time letting my fingers trace across her bare back first, savouring the magical feel of her smooth skin under my fingers.

Then, after I'd released it and just as I was about to run the zipper down her back, she pulled away from me again! I gave a snort of annoyance, but it was short-lived. She stepped back a couple of paces and turned, smiling mischievously at me again as her hand twisted round her back to finish the job that I'd just started and I watched, eyes wide in anticipation as the material loosened and she began to shuffle the top downwards.




A Family Affair Ch. 03



My attention was riveted on her bosom as more and more bare flesh was exposed, and then, with a shimmy of her hips, she made the dress front drop to her waist. I'm pretty sure that the strangled choking sound came from my lips, but I wasn't really in control of that anymore. The sight that confronted me was just that amazing.

Under the dress she was wearing some kind of tight black corset, with pale mauve stitching and little bows in strategic places. And two of those places were under her breasts! I'd half been expecting a lacy bra of some sort, but this corset just had two rounded little platforms that seemed to thrust up her bare breasts straight at me. And that was we're I got my second, even bigger surprise! Her two delightfully orbs were beautiful rounded, sitting up pertly on their little platforms with two, dark brown rings surrounded her pink nipples which looked quite pale in comparison. But maybe that had something to do with the two little silver clamps that were clasped tightly to them! 

And that explained the mystery of her pearl pendant and the two chains dipping intriguingly into the front of her dress as I could now see that they were attached to the silver clamps that were stretching her nipples up and outwards. Maybe it was because I'd never have thought for a moment that my aunt would wear such a thing, but wow, it certainly looked so incredibly sexy! I wondered briefly how uncomfortable it must feel. Still, I thought, she'd sat through dinner quite happily trussed up like that so it can't have been too bad!

"You like my corset Paolo, I bought it especially for you...and my jewellery? It's nice don't you think?" she teased me, but as I took half a pace forward she quickly put up her hand, "no, not yet Paulo, I haven't finished!"

So, quickly, she wiggled her hips suggestively and used her hands to slide the dress over her hips, until it eventually slid down her legs to finish up in a crumpled silver heap at her feet. I'm sure that my eyes had gradually got wider and wider as more and more of her underwear was revealed. She seemed quite pleased at my reaction anyway!

The sexy corset finished at her waist, and long black suspender belts hung down, dipping tantalisingly inside a pair of tight lacy black panties before running down over her tanned upper thighs where they snapped tautly shut onto her black stocking tops. And those panties! The material must have been incredibly thin, almost translucent, and stretched tight over her prominent mound creating a dark hazy view of her bush and just adding even more to the mouth-watering appearance that she'd obviously worked hard to create for me. If I'd still had any reservations about 'doing-it' with my aunt, that sight had just blown them way out of the water!

"My God ...Aunt ...sorry ...Luisa ...Jesus, you're ...!" I couldn't think of the right superlative, but looking at her wide smile, I knew that my eye's had said it all!

"So, will you release me now?" she asked, quite huskily as she stepped back towards me, glancing down at her imprisoned nipples.

I wanted so much just to feel those bare breasts, and reached forward willingly, although not really understanding why she had her perky little nipples clamped, "God, of course, here let me..."

"No, not yet Paolo!" she gasped urgently as my fingers settled on the cool metal of the left clamp, "Let me hold you first!" she added as she settled her hand on my shoulder, her face suddenly close to mine, her subtle perfume tantalising my nostrils "You're a man so you won't understand the effect of the blood rushing into my nipple will you...it's so, so ...divine ... and I've been thinking about it all night during dinner. It's been driving me wild ... go on then ...now!!"

So I squeezed on the clamp's little levers to release one of the poor little pink button, totally unprepared for her reaction as she almost collapsed and sagged into me, her hand tightening on my shoulder as she sucked in air and gave out a little cry. I hoped that it was pleasure rather than pain because her face had contorted quite violently as her mind dealt with the avalanche of electric responses from the concentrated nerves in that tight little bud. I was frozen for a long moment, just holding onto her, as I waited for her breathing to calm and for her eyes to open again.

"Oh my ...Paolo ... that was so ...ohhhhhhhh!" 

Now that she was back with me so to speak I'd let the little clamp drop and gently taken her tender nipple between my finger and thumb, just lightly caressing it. The effect was magical as she clung onto me again, moaning as she felt the new surge of pleasure swamp through her again. It emboldened me to explore the little button more thoroughly, moving quickly onto gentle twisting and pulling as well, enjoying the way that she twisted and reacted to my touch.

After a short while she pulled her head off my chest again and asked me to do the other one. 

I put on a little shocked expression as I teased her, "Are you sure? Can you stand it?"

I'm not sure that she appreciated my humour and her breathing was coming in short urgent gasps as she responded impatiently, "Paolo, stop messing around ... I need it ... now!"

So my fingers searched out and released her other nipple from its tormenting grips and she sagged into me again as we repeated the earlier performance, but this time as she eventually got over the effect, she seemed to have transformed. We'd started the evening as aunt and nephew, and she'd gradually changed in my eyes to become an incredibly sexy older woman who'd stirred up my passions so skilfully. But now, as her own desire took over, she'd become almost un-controllable! Her lips had locked onto mine again and she seemed intent on working her tongue far down my throat as, lower down, her hips thrust her mound hard into my trapped erection. Her hands were literally all over me, and I gasped as her finger nails raked up and down my back numerous times before they changed direction, dragged down the waist of my boxers and then slipped round to capture my suddenly rampant cock.

"Ohhhhh Paolo," she gasped as her fingers slid over its taut skin and explored my mighty shaft, "...oh Paulo! ... bellissimo ... magnifico..."

For a few moments I staggered back under her pressure as she fondled my hardness, her fingers beginning to slide under my balls and trace across the rigid skin underneath and swamping my brain with pleasure signals. I was lost in world of desire and enjoyment as her expert fingers caressed me, but then my back was against the door, cool on my bare buttocks as I kicked away the boxer shorts from my trapped ankles. The blood was thundering around my head as I fought to get some control and instantly one of my hands had slipped into the front of her black panties and was frantically exploring her tangled bush, searching downwards until my desperate fingertips found her swollen wet slit. 

At the first touch she stiffened in my arms and gave out a long sigh of pleasure as I began to explore deeper inside the oily crevice. I gasped myself as her hand automatically wrapped itself around me in response and squeezed hard. Then I was dragging down her panties to give my fingers a better angle of attack as they searched out the soft, super-sensitive skin inside her swollen outer lips and around her little pink hole before rubbed up against her swollen, erect clit. At my first touch, she cried out in pleasure and it didn't take much more stimulation before she reacted, pushing me away with one hand while hanging onto me big erection with the other.

"Now, Paolo, now... take me before I explode ...I ...I ... want you inside me ...NOW!!" 

I got the 'now' message pretty quickly, which was a relief as I was pretty close to exploding myself! I didn't even think about the bed, but simply twisted her round so that it was her bare buttocks up banged up against the door now. Her arms had wrapped themselves around my neck as I reached down to cup her buttocks in my hands and lifted her up so that her eyes, full of anticipation and desire were staring straight into mine.

"Mmmmm Paolo, now, now" she murmured as I eased her down onto my stiff shaft, wriggling my hips a little so that my throbbing head eased open her outer lips and pressed up against her dripping vagina entrance. I paused there for only a second or so, enjoying my own anticipation of what would happen next, listening to her small gasps of frustration as she waited for me to violate her inner lair, and then I let her drop quickly down, thrusting up at the same time, forcing open her inner defences and enjoying the sweet thrill as I felt myself slide deep, deep inside her! 

Her long, gasping "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Paolo!!" was matched by my own grunt of satisfaction as I felt her wrap her legs around me and lock her ankles behind my back

"Jesus! Oh sweet, sweet Jesus" I exclaimed in response as every nerve in my swollen cock responded to the electric feel of her hot cavern tightly gripping me.

After that I could no more control myself than I could stop breathing. It was pure instinct that started me humping her, driving her hard into the doorway with each maniacal thrust, trying to get deeper and deeper into her welcoming heat. Her animal like grunts and little cries of "Yes, Yes, oooooohh" reassured me that she was into this as much as I was as she rode my bucking cock and felt the sweet vibrations ripple around her sex.

But, after the way that she'd stripped so sexily in front of me, the way that her fingers had manipulated me as we kissed, I was quickly losing control, and I gasped in frustration as I felt myself close to my climax. It was too early for her though I knew! But as I attempted to slow down, to last longer, she was having none of it and redoubled her responses to my thrusts so that, with a strangled cry of excitement and frustration I finally came, finishing with a giant heave of my hips that forced her so hard into the door that it reverberated behind us! I grasped and pulled her buttocks hard into me as I pumped away deep inside her, enjoying every second of my climax and filling her with my seed. My heart was pounding as we clung together, the door now propping us up as my legs weakened, her fingers starting to run gently through my hair as she whispered sweet endearments into my ear as she slowly unlocked her legs and reached down for the floor.

14. More Revelations ... and Exercise 

Shortly afterwards we were lying naked together on the cool sheets of her bed as the gathering gloom of dusk settled around us. I'm not sure quite how we got there, or when my aunt had slipped out of that sexy corset and stockings, but I knew that it felt good! It still seemed a bit surreal and, were it not for the events of the afternoon with my cousins, I'd probably have felt quite shocked at what I'd done, and maybe a little alarmed at the potential consequences! But now, well, I wouldn't have been surprised by anything in this strange house and my main concern was whether I'd satisfied her. Suddenly it was enormously important.

"You didn't... did you?" I was saying as I looked at her beautifully lithe body. It was slightly twisted towards me on the bed as she smiled across at me, letting one hand slowly massage my chest. I was finding it hard to meet her gaze, because I was obsessed now by the sight of her bare breasts and the dark, curly triangle between her legs.

"It's ok Paolo," she replied reassuringly, "it doesn't matter...we were both so excited weren't we?" That was certainly true! But it didn't really help.

"But even so ... I should have held on longer..." I admonished myself.

"Stop it Paulo," she interjected, "It really doesn't matter. It was just so good to have you in my arms, to feel your body close to mine, to feel you ... in me."

Then she really surprised me as she continued, a little haltingly, "You see Paolo, Flavio and I ... well, we haven't really been close for a while ... you understand what I mean ... so having a young man take me like that was so... well, exciting! And organising our little 'group' has been a bit stressful as well. So many people to please, and I knew that this might be hard for you. I'm so, so relieved that it's all worked out so well. I'm sure that Izzy and the twins think so too!"

I had a pretty good idea what Izzy had been thinking, and that was focussed purely on the physical side of our new relationship! But the revelations about my aunt were startling. It hadn't occurred to me that she might have been nervous about this encounter. Or that I might have objected somehow and spoiled everything for her. Then she surprised me again as she continued with an air of mischievousness again.

"But if you'd like to pleasure me now, I'd love to show you how. After all, it's part of the 'elders' duty to pass on knowledge to the group ... and that includes activities like this!"

I couldn't help but glance at the tired, rather limp apology for a mighty stallion that hung still and fairly lifeless between my legs.

She laughed, a little huskily "No, not yet ...that would be too much to expect! But here, give me your hand and I'll show you how to pleasure a woman in other ways! But put on the bed-side light first, we need to see what we're doing!"

So we switched positions and she lay back on the bed, her head propped up on a big pillow with me alongside, letting her hand take mine and slowly manoeuvre it around her body, gently caressing her skin as it slid over her belly and sides. Quickly she led me to her breasts, where I enjoyed cupping them in my palm before caressing the outer skin first and then getting to work on her nipples, feeling them grow hard again between my fingers. She let me work on her breasts for long minutes as her breathing deepened and she closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation as they began to radiate pleasure again.

Eventually she gave a little gasp as I squeezed one nipple a little harder. I stopped, worried that I'd gone too far, but she just shook her head, "No, no Paolo, keep going ...that's ohhhhh so wonderful!"

By the time that she eventually pulled my hand away, I was starting to feel aroused again myself. They looked so juicy and inviting that I just wanted to bend down and suckle them, but she had other ideas and was dragging my hand downwards, sliding smoothly across her belly and down to the little triangular jungle that had been the focus of my attention earlier. Once we'd invaded the undergrowth, she stopped, holding my hand in place as she lifted her knees a little and opened her legs so that we'd have unobstructed access to her mound and slit.

Then she let go, and looked at me again, still breathing hard and obviously aroused, "Watch my fingers Paolo ... then you try..."

I didn't need to answer as I sat up, shuffled down the bed for a better view and watched the way that her fingers briefly caressed her bush, before dropping quickly to her slit. It was already engorged and glistened with her juices. Or were they mine I wondered for a moment, but it was irrelevant as I watched her fingers trace their way along the peachy sides down to the bottom before she pulled them backwards, but this time with her middle finger bent in to delve down and open up her outer lips. She flinched briefly as it came up to rub across the skin covering her clit, as if checking for the right spot, but then relaxed back again as she let it drift downwards and inwards again. She let it roam around the entrance to her vagina for a while before drawing it back up to her clit where it settled down to a little rhythmic rubbing which was obviously hitting the spot as she soon began to moan and writhe her hips. 

It didn't take long for her moaning, and the frequency of her fingertip rubbing, to increase and I was beginning to wonder whether I should be getting more involved! The sight of her playing with herself in front of me was intensely erotic, and I could feel that limp, useless thing between my legs of earlier starting to strengthen and uncoil. 

She still had her eyes closed as she concentrated on maximising her own arousal, but then her fingers suddenly moved down again and my eyes opened wide as I watched one fingertip slide around the little pink muscles of her vagina entrance before being joined by its partner and then both pushed inwards together and slipped into her hot cave, fingers disappearing completely out of sight as they clearly began to explore inside. After a short time, she started to pump them in and out for a while, before sliding them out again, covered in her inner juices and hastily dragged the middle, favourite, finger back up to her clit again. She gasped as it hit and then it got straight back to work again on her little bud, pressing harder and faster at its base, lifting more and more often to rub up its side, driving her higher and higher towards her climax.

I was expecting it to happen at any moment, but then, by some superhuman effort of willpower she suddenly stopped, dragged her hand back from between her legs and stared wildly at me, "Oh God, now Paolo, now ... finish me please ... pleeeease ...!"

It took me a second to react. I was almost too late as I saw her hand began to inch back across her belly, but I wasn't going to miss this! When my fingers cupped her mound I was amazed at how incredibly wet she was, and this time my fingertip slid straight into place beside the pinkish coloured button that had sprung out from inside it's shroud. She cried out and her hips jerked as I touched it, but I'd seen the way that she'd been working the skin around it so, as a good pupil, I followed suit, trying had to hit the same rhythm. 

It seemed to work. Boy did it work! In just moments, her moans were starting to draw together into a thin, low mewl that gradually increased in intensity. Encouraged, I rubbed harder. That may be what eventually took her over the edge , or it could have been the way that I reached down with my mouth to grasp one of her dancing nipples that had been tantalising me for so long!

Whatever, the mewling stopped and her back arched as she froze for a moment, teetering on the brink before crying out and bucking beside me as a big orgasm swamped her body with sweet, relief giving convulsions! 

Her eyes were still closed as she milked the intense feelings radiating out from her between her legs before she gradually relaxed and sank back onto the bed beside me, her sweat covered legs splayed out lewdly. I watched a little jealously now as she slowly calmed, particularly as I now had a major erection to deal with myself! Then I looked at her splayed out legs, her exposed bush, and wondered. Could I? Should I?

Well, why not? I'd just given my aunt a big climax hadn't I, so surely ...?

Within seconds I'd shuffled round and was kneeling between her legs, staring hungrily at her mysterious, gaping slit. My erection, if anything, had increased at the sight before me and there was now no stopping me as I reached forward to grasp her buttocks. As I lifted them up a little higher so that I could get in position, her eyes finally opened and she looked at me in surprise. But then her sated grey eyes locked onto my stiff member, now threatening to impale her and they widened considerably.

"My God Paolo," she murmured huskily in amazement, still only half recovered from that big, long climax "...already?"

I leaned down over her, bringing the tip of my cock up against the soft outer lips of her sex. I didn't say anything but she instantly knew that my pausing there was a question.

"Oh God yes Paolo ... yes... do it...!" she gasped, lifting her hips obligingly and then her head arched backwards as I pushed firmly forward, penetrating her defences and sliding deep, deep inside her. It felt absolutely fantastic, and hearing her cry of delight was just as rewarding!




A Family Affair Ch. 03



There didn't seem to be any point in hanging around, so I got straight on with taking her in long, deep thrusts which she met with her hips driving back at me so that we met with jarring collision spreading delightful vibrations around our already hot sex. That soon had both of us gasping, particularly as she seemed to have developed a way of squeezing my hot member with her vagina as I drove into her!

But this time I had enough strength to take some control and, as I gradually speeded up, I was able to hold myself back until she was on the verge of another gigantic climax herself. I held onto her tightly as I felt her stiffening under me, her nipples rubbing hard across my chest as she teetered on the brink again. It was just in time for me as I gave yet another almighty thrust that set her dancing under me as another gigantic orgasm engulfed her so that, just as I was exploding inside her again, I felt her vagina convulsing around me. It was an absolutely phenomenal feeling!

We both held that position for long minutes as we savoured the electric feelings of our coupling, but gradually, as that faded, I sank down and rolled to one side, gasping as I finally slipped out of her, feeling totally sated.

We lay quietly together for a while as our breathing returned to something like normal before she lifted herself over me and began to gently kiss my face and lips. Not sexual now, just with love and tenderness. It felt beautiful. Then she pulled away and gazed at me.

"Mmmmm Paolo, that really was something! I can see that I won't be able to teach you much you young stallion!!"

I was pleased at the compliment, but I knew differently, "Oh yes you will aunt...sorry ... Luisa. You already have!" My eyes raked over her beautiful, naked, body again. It was amazing really. She was almost as old as my mother, but there wasn't a wrinkle in sight. Her breasts were taut and high and her strong muscles seemed to be perfectly toned. She clearly looked after herself well.

It seemed that she was also a mind reader! "We have a small gym in the village Paulo, and I insist that Catarina doesn't cook too much pasta! It's the only way!"

I smiled at that, not having thought of the possibility that you could have too much of that fantastic cooking!

But this brief, idyllic period of rest and intimate chatter wasn't going to last! 

We spent some time discussing this strange concept of the 'secret women group'. This little 'secret' that had suddenly turned my world upside down! And how incredibly divine this day had been, even if I was still coming to terms with it! But now that I found myself in the middle of this female web, I was worried again about Maria. It was bad enough that she might find out about my cousins, but what would she say about my erotic antics with my aunt? It was decidedly worrying, and for reasons that escaped me the minute after I did it, I ended up confessing my concerns. 

So she surprised me yet again as she just smiled and told me not to worry! 

Apparently, Maria's mum, Catarina and my aunt had been discussing our potential 'relationship' for years as we'd grown up, so my sudden concern wasn't unanticipated. It appeared that the only people who didn't think that we were already in a strong relationship were Maria and me! Anyway, whatever, she just calmly reassured me that our bond of secrecy was unbreakable. So Maria need never know or, if I chose to tell her, they would support me in explaining the importance of the family tradition . It was comforting for precisely ten seconds until I remembered that blabbermouth cousin Izzy was party to this 'unbreakable' confidence!!

So, we chatted on quite casually for a while until, eventually, just as I was starting to settle in for the night, and perhaps some further action, I was startled as she finally gave me a push towards the bed edge and suggested that it was time to go back to my room!

My surprise, and disappointment, must have flashed across my face, and she was immediately next to me. Her soft body cuddled against mine as I sat on the bed and her hands caressed my face.

"Don't feel sad Paolo. I still want you...more than you probably imagine! ... but, well, it's been a long day. For you and me both! I really can't wait for tomorrow night ...you will come and see me each night won't you? ...but at my age I need my beauty sleep!!"

I absolutely rejected that notion! I thought that she was incredibly beautiful as it was, but in the end, I allowed her to chivvy me out and, after a long, lingering kiss I found myself in the corridor outside of her room, dressed again and still wondering what had hit me.

In the moonlight and at this early hour, the inside of the villa was a little spooky, but my mind was in such a whirl that I would have ignored anything but the most insistent wraith as I made my way back to the sanctuary of my room.

Once there, I shook my head in something approaching disbelief as I tiredly shed my clothes again before grabbing a quick shower and slipping exhaustedly between the clean white sheets. What a day! What a night!!

It didn't take long for me to drift off into a slightly troubled land of dreams though. It was dominated largely by images of naked female forms writhing together over and around me, suffocating me in warm, soft flesh. I didn't know whether I felt delirious or scared stiff!

Then a sound interrupted the dream that wasn't quite right, something foreign, something strange. 

I was still half asleep as I processed it, and it took a while to register it as my bedroom door slowly opening. And then I was suddenly, shockingly, wide awake again as, simultaneously I felt the bed sway as something slipped between the sheets and nestled up to me from behind.

"Hey, what!" I exclaimed in surprise as I twisted onto my back and found myself staring up at a ghostly face covered in a wide grin in the soft moonlight.

"Izzy!" I gasped again, but this time flavoured with a large dash of disapproval and annoyance.

Not that it had any effect! 

"Wow Paolo, you're late back! How'd it go with Aunt Luisa? Tell me all!"

"What! How did you know?!" I replied in consternation, as my eyes adjusted to the light and I think that I was slightly reassured to see that she was wearing a nightdress of some sort. Then indignation came to the fore.

"You can't seriously expect me to tell you how we made love Izzy!"

"Yes I can," she responded in evident delight, "...but I think that you've answered my question anyway. You must have agreed then!"

"To what?"

"To our 'secret women' group you idiot!"

Somehow, I'm not sure that I ever consciously agreed to anything. But after making love to Izzy and my cousins up at the lodge, and then to my aunt just now in her bedroom, I could see how it might look that way!

And now something else was worrying me. I was absolutely spent after my unexpected exertions during the day and there was now the disturbing prospect of Izzy wanting to make love again. How could I possibly tell her that I wasn't up to it?

But evidently she already knew!

"That's so good Paolo. We'll all really look after you now!" she said earnestly as she bent down in the gloom to kiss my forehead. But then, instead of throwing herself on me as I'd half expected, she pushed me back onto my side and cuddled herself up behind me, spooning herself into my back.

"But you're probably tired now," she whispered, "...especially after a session in bed with Aunt Luisa! Go to sleep now carissimo...I've got such a big day planned for tomorrow!"

I was still processing the incredibly pleasant feeling of her warm body pressed closely up against mine and was suddenly so tired that I didn't really think about her words. Maybe this crazy idea was going to work after all? And anyway, I just wanted to sleep so much that I didn't really care. But even so, I dropped off wondering how she knew what my aunt was like in bed, and what was that about plans for tomorrow?!

15. Another Morning, Another ... 

As I gradually surfaced from a deep, deep slumber I felt a weight pressing me down. For a panicky moment I thought blearily that it was some manifestation of a sense of traumatic guilt after my actions yesterday!

But it wasn't.

As my eyes blinked open, and a mellow sunlight flooded in, I saw that I was on my back, pinned down by the weight of my Cousin Izzy, who was straddling my hips! She was still wearing her nightie, which I saw was like a thin, pale yellow smock and her eyes were closed, as if she was in some kind of dreamy trance. But it was the way that she was very slowly gyrating her hips that really caught my attention! 

Because that's when the sweet signals from my loins confirmed that I was big and erect...and captured inside her!

"Izzy!!" I gasped, not for the first time.

She opened her eyes and smiled down at me, still with a dreamy expression on her face as she enjoyed the way I rubbed around inside her.

"Oh ... you're awake at last lover boy... God, ... isn't this nice!"

I couldn't argue with that. It really was! But I felt a need to make at least some sort of protest. I mean, hadn't she just taken advantage of me while I was asleep!

"Izzy! You can't just ...you know...do whatever you want!"

She leaned forward in response and we both sucked in a little breath as we felt the movement slide me out and then back in a little harder.

"Mmmm Paolo, you're such a tease you know," she explained patiently, "I mean what was a poor sex-starved country girl to do when she wakes up next to a man with an erection the size of that tower in Pisa. It just seemed so natural to climb aboard somehow!"

Sex-starved?! That would be the day! Still, being compared to the Leaning Tower of Pisa wasn't so bad, but I had a big suspicion that my erection had probably had some encouragement on the way, but my thinking was interrupted as she began to move her hips more intently, forcing my 'tower' more actively back and forth inside her hot cavern. I modified my planned sarcastic response slightly.

"Oh Jesus Izzy...Oh sweet Jesus, that's good!"

"Maybe you'd like to get more 'hands-on'?" she whispered huskily as she sat back up again, triggering another shower of hot sensations from between our legs, while grabbing the hem of her plain nightdress and dragging it quickly up and over her head.

My brain had competition to deal with now. 

The electric feeling of her vagina slowly but steadily fucking me was almost unbelievably put into the background for a short while as my eyes widened at the sight of her bare Amazonian body above me! She'd looked gorgeous on the grass by the lodge yesterday, but this morning, in the soft morning sunlight she looked like a goddess. 

Her widespread thighs, her rounded hips, her flat, taut belly, her breasts ... Oh God, the way those perky twin mounds swayed with her movements, the dark nipples standing straight out from their twin brown, round beds. For long moments I was hypnotised by their slow, erotic dance but, eventually, I dragged my eyes higher. 

She'd left one arm above her head, slowly caressing the back of her neck, lifting up her beautiful breasts even higher. Her hair was dishevelled, wisps of auburn straggling across her radiant face, but her deep brown eyes were locked on mine, excited, hungry with desire!

And I was pretty sure that mine looked the same! 

Inevitably, I reached up to cup those tantalising, swaying orbs. She sighed as I made contact and began to caress the firm skin, letting my palms rub hard across her sensitive nipples. Her hips began to gyrate harder against mine as she increased the rhythm of her movement on my stiff member. Almost automatically I began to respond, pushing back at her as she descended, forcing us to collide harder and harder as our intensity increased and the pleasure deepened.

I quickly found the best way to manipulate her taut, erect nipples, twisting, squeezing and pulling at them hard as Izzy began to moan in excitement, her eyes closed now as she wallowed in the electric sensations that were driving her faster and faster towards a climax!

For some reason I found myself still in control, still hard, still with strength and power to spare, but still enjoying the wonderfully hot feelings as her vagina slid up and down, rubbing faster and faster up against my straining cock. I'd noticed before that early morning erections seemed to last longer, and now I was getting the benefit, as I started to increase the pace myself, pushing back faster and harder into her.

Clearly Izzy had been pretty aroused before I woke up! She was riding me harder and faster, almost oblivious to my grunts of excitement as the pounding between her legs and my merciless torturing of her nipples brought her quickly to the edge, her face contorting painfully as the unbearable tension built and built and built!

Then it happened! She quivered and then tensed above me, grasping the white sheets tightly as the intense orgasm hovered for a few seconds and then, finally, mercifully, took her. She cried out so loud as the sweet convulsions ripped through her that I was worried that someone would come to investigate!

I watched in something like awe as the emotions flitted across her face, still impaled on my hardness inside her, while I felt, amazingly, ready to go on! So, when she started to flop forward in her post orgasmic euphoria, I wrapped my arms around her and twisted her round onto the bed, keeping us joined together until she had rolled onto her back, her legs splaying naturally out and I was ready to take charge.

The motion had obviously registered finally with Izzy because, as I thrust fully into her again her eyes shot open in surprise. She was still hovering in the throes of her high sexual plateau, lapping up all the hot feelings washing through her body and I watched her eyes gradually widen in amazement as she slowly realised that I was still hard ... and still inside her!

"Oh ...Paolo ...Oh God ... you're still ...!"

I just smiled back as I pumped her a couple of times, enjoying the fiery warmth that danced around my loins, and also feeling just a tinge of satisfaction that the tables had been turned, and I was on top, ready to make Izzy dance to my tune for a change! Somewhere in the back of my mind I was thinking that I'd been manipulated for too long by Izzy, and now it was time for some 'revenge'!

But, although I'd lasted longer than I expected, there was no way of holding back that primeval urge to thrust myself deep into her wet warmth again and soon I was hitting a strong rhythm as she bucked under me. She'd been gasping as she struggled to get over that first seismic climax, and now she had to respond to my renewed assault! But it didn't take long and soon she was moving again, matching my rhythm and thrusting her hips back at me as the fire between her legs rekindled and grew into a raging blaze!

This time there was nothing controlled about our coupling. We were both going at it hard, grunting and groaning as our bodies crashed repeatedly into each other, enjoying the sparkling electricity that we were generating between our legs, striving to drive each other higher and higher towards new levels of painful bliss! At that pace it couldn't last long! But it didn't have to.

I was hanging on grimly at my peak, a strangled cry escaping my lips as I thrust back into her yet again, feeling the magical, hot sensation of her vagina sliding past my straining cock one last time and then I could hold it no longer and I was pumping my hot seed deep inside her again. But she too had tightened again under me, her back arched, her face a mask of pain and ecstasy as she came as well, a high, thin cry changing to a long sigh of satisfaction as she felt me bucking inside her, just as the sweet, relief giving convulsions swept through her own body again. This time we both collapsed next to each other on the bed as we let our bodies, and minds, recover, wallowing in the sudden lethargy of our post orgasmic feelings. 

16. Izzy on 'Style' ... And Other Things 

After long minutes, my breathing was starting to return to normal and I looked sideways, to where Izzy was still coming down from her high. Her breathing too was gradually slowing, but her eyes were closed as she hung onto her high for a little longer. We were both covered in sweat from our exertions, and she glistened in the early morning light as my eyes raked up and down her gloriously naked body. God, but she looked beautiful, even with her lovely auburn hair frizzled up around her head!

I lay back and looked at the white ceiling for a few minutes. It was difficult to comprehend the events of the last twenty four hours. 'Jesus,' I thought in amazement,' was it really only this time yesterday that I'd been heading to Heathrow to catch my flight!' So now here I was, resting next to my naked cousin, and after making love to her again, after Ilse and Frieda and then, even more incredibly, my Aunt Luisa. It was like I'd been drawn into some surreal, erotic game but, being a man, I couldn't help but tot up the numbers. Six times! Six times now in less than twenty four hours! Wow, it was almost as much as I'd managed in the last six months of casual relationships at home!

I glanced sideways again, and this time met Izzy's gaze as I caught her staring at me now, her deep brown eyes unfathomable. But a wide smile quickly spread across her face.

"Mmmmmmm, that was so, so nice Paolo...I'm not sure that I want to share you with the others anymore!"

"Wake me up like that again Izzy, and I'll be yours forever!" I joked. I watched her eyes, still looking quite serious and she didn't respond.

"I'm kidding..." I added lamely.

She laughed, "Oh don't get worried, Aunt Luisa has been careful to drum into us our responsibilities! How did it go with her by the way? What did you get up to?"

It was the second time she'd asked me, and I probably blushed at the thought, but I wasn't going to give in that easily, "A 'gentleman' doesn't go into details!" I said rather primly.

She laughed and pushed me away as she lifted herself up and swung her legs over the bed-side, "Pah, 'gentleman'? You!!?" she responded," ... and what sort of 'gentleman' fucks his cousins and aunt at the first opportunity?!"

She had a point, and I think that my face must have registered the thought as she quickly added gleefully, " ... not that I'm complaining of course!!"

Before she got off the bed though I asked her something that had been troubling me since Aunt Luisa had 'propositioned me' last night, "How long have you been involved with this Izzy? It sounded like Aunt Luisa has been planning this for some time."

"About a year now since she asked me."

"What! Really? So you've known about what was planned for so long?" I was staggered.

"Well, frankly, I didn't take that much persuading Paolo. I told you that I fancied you in London didn't I!"

"So you knew when we last met, for that wedding in Florence?" I was even more staggered.

"I know. It was so hard to keep my hands off you! But Aunt Luiza had made me promise, and we didn't have Ilse and Frieda on-board then. She wanted me to spend time with them first so that we could, ...well, see if we were compatible if you see what I mean."

I certainly did see, especially after seeing them in action together up at the Lodge, "So you actually had to seduce them?" I must have sounded a bit prudish because Izzy laughed.

"Are you kidding! If anything it was the other way round! Those two girls are hot Paolo, seriously hot. I think that they've been playing with each other since they were kids and they were happy to extend that to a threesome with me. You've no idea how much they've taught me!"

"So you've all been 'practicing' together then?" Another amazing thought struck me, "And with Aunt Luisa?!" I couldn't help but picture the four of them writhing together on that big bed!




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But she disappointed me, although her expression was thoughtful as she responded, "No, not with Aunt Luisa ... well not yet anyway ...but...mmmm, well, who knows?"

My eyebrows rose as I watched her picture that possibility just as I'd done and she looked almost embarrassed as I watched her get up and wander round the bedroom, before drifting over to the windows and looking out, "Mmm, weather looks good Paolo ... should be perfect for what we've planned today," she added mysteriously. It was the second time that she'd mentioned these 'plans' so I asked her what they were.

She just turned back from the window, and smiled secretively. "Now then MISTER Wharton," she teased, "... wouldn't you just like to know!"

It was true. I would. But she clearly wasn't going to say, and I was getting distracted yet again by the sight of her naked body, framed in the light from the window. Her glorious curves, those perky breasts and the auburn triangle between her legs that just seemed to drag my eyes to the dark slit below. I had to shut them for a second to push yet more carnal thoughts to one side, and when I opened them again, she was moving away from the window. She sauntered round the room, checking out my things, picking them up and examining them before putting them down again, making the occasional derogatory comment about my taste. It was like being the subject of a strip search!

But then she reached the wardrobe and drew apart the doors to expose my rather limited clothing options.

"Oh my God Paulo!" she exclaimed in mock horror, "You really must do better than this. Where is your sense of style?!" I was a bit miffed to hear that, as I'd spent good money on some of my casual gear, but it clearly had been wasted on Izzy. "Oh, no, no, no ...and what is this?" she gasped as she flicked through the hangers.

"Hey, put that back!" I responded in alarm as she pulled out my designer denim jacket, looking like she was going to drop it into the nearby bin. She looked back in something like sorrow as she shook her head slowly, "I can see that we've got some work to do on you Paolo. It's a good job that you've got our little group to help you with your dress sense!"

I was just pleased that she was returning me jacket to the wardrobe, holding it rather distastefully at arm's length nevertheless.

"So it's not just the sex then?" I responded rather nastily.

"Oh no Paolo. Much more than that! We'll be able to guide you with ...everything!" she gushed as she hurried back to the bed, and sat down beside me.

I closed my eyes again. Partly in exasperation at the thought of having to defend my taste in 'everything' from my new group of ...what exactly?! Somehow I knew that if I wasn't carefully they'd all be 'mothering' me relentlessly. I needed to start to assert myself quickly somehow! But it was also partly because of the stirrings in my loins as I'd watched her breasts bouncing hypnotically in front of me as she'd bounced over to the bed again!

When I opened them she was just sitting there smiling at me, naked still, everything within touching distance! I swallowed as I looked around and saw her cream nightdress crumpled up by her pillow. I grabbed it and threw it at her.

"We'd better get dressed Izzy," I said rather desperately, "People will be up and around soon..."

She gave me a rather old-fashioned look of surprise, but then laughed and lifted the material up above her head, her hands and arms stretching upwards but seeming to struggle to find the hem. And as her arms had lifted, so had her breasts, tautening magnificently in front of me and then her brown nipples began to sway as her arms moved and struggled around above her head with her nightie.

It was too much, and probably totally intentional on Izzy's part, but I couldn't stop myself as, with a deep groan, I rose up, grasped the soft material and threw it back onto the pillow. Izzy squealed in delight as my arms wrapped around her and pulled her down beside me, our lips hungrily searching for each other again, instantly aroused. We were soon writhing together, hot flesh pressed closely together as our hands roamed over skin that was getting increasingly familiar. Then her hand was around my cock, stroking it to instant hardness, our love-making intensifying as she lifted her leg over my hip and drew my shaft right up to her little pink opening. Instantly, with a sharp shove, I was in her again and automatically thrusting as she cried out at the way that she'd been penetrated and filled!

17. Breakfast ...At Last!

Later, much later, after we'd both climaxed mightily yet again, and spent time in each other's arms, moulding our bodies together, I looked at my watch and gasped in alarm.

"Izzy! Look at the time - we'll miss breakfast. They'll be waiting for us!"

I knew that breakfast at the villa was always at a specific time, and always early. Caterina would have everything freshly prepared and ready. And she wasn't best pleased if any of her delightful food went to waste.

Izzy didn't seem quite so bothered and she moaned throatily as I shoved her to one side and slid out of bed! But finally she slowly shook her head to get her hair out of her eyes and got up too, grabbing her nightie and instantly throwing it over her head as she headed for the door and a her room.

"Quick shower and see you at the top of the stairs in ten minutes!" she commanded as she reached the door. I was about to respond sarcastically about her bossy nature but it would have been wasted as the door slammed shut behind her.

Nevertheless, I only missed the 'ten minute' target by a couple of minutes. I showered and shaved quickly and just had time to drag on a pair of beige slacks and a loose mustard shirt before arriving at the top of the stair-case feeling just a touch harassed and finding them empty! 

I was quietly seething by the time that Izzy finally appeared a few minutes later, particularly as she was looking calm and refreshed and gorgeous again in a short cream skirt, wide brown belt that pulled her tight waist over a fitted cream blouse which in turn was sufficiently sheer to show a hint of the lacy white bra that was struggling to gather in her rounded bosom.

She took one look at me, and, before I could even make a pithy comment about her timekeeping, or lack of it, shook her head sadly, "Oh dear Paulo...we really, really will need to take you shopping somewhere..." With that she grabbed my hand and almost dragged me down the stairs.

As we entered the dining room, the low level conversation stopped abruptly, making me feel distinctly uncomfortable as all eyes swivelled onto us. As I'd expected, Caterina had laid out something approaching a feast in the centre of the table which was positively overflowing with gaily coloured fruits, and tasty looking tit-bits, alongside the usual cereals and breads. My Aunt was sat on one side with her back to us, tucking into a plate full of fruit, with Ilse and Frieda seated opposite her and facing us we trooped in, Izzy still in possession of my hand.

Izzy called out a bright morning greeting and my Aunt turned to smile and respond in kind. Frieda too, but not Ilse who stared stonily at Izzy, her expression fixed.

"Uh, uh," I whispered to Izzy, "what's got into Ilse?"

Izzy half turned to me as she whispered back, "Oh just ignore her Paolo, we had a bit of a drama last night when we were deciding who should wake you up that's all. We did a draw and she won."

"What!" I replied in astonishment, "You actually drew lots for me?" I couldn't believe it! But then I thought a bit deeper, "...and she won? ... so how come you ...?"

Izzy laughed as she whispered confidentially back into my ear, "well, I couldn't have that could I?...I had plans for you after all, so I pulled rank. She wasn't too happy about it though!"

Well, I could see that!

But as we neared the table, Ilse got up and patted the seat next to her, "Come over here Paolo, we've saved you some of Caterina's specials." I decided that it was probably up to me to repair some bridges. After all, we were supposed to be a team, so I detached my hand from Izzy's and joined my other cousin team mates, as Izzy sat down a bit grumpily next to my Aunt Luiza.

"Sorry Izzy," continued Ilse as a sweet, angelic expression crossed her face, "there weren't any left for you!" as she rested her hand on my thigh under the table and began stroking it suggestively.

My Aunt looked to the heavens and rolled her eyes, before laying down the law, "Now come on girls, behave yourselves. Now that Paolo has agreed to join our little group, we don't want to put him off with senseless bickering do we? Now where's that champagne gone, I think that it's time to celebrate!"

As she said the word, Caterina appeared from the kitchen with a tray containing an ice bucket and five fluted glasses, setting it down in front of my aunt who did the honours and poured the bubbly. When we each had a glass in our hands, we rose and my aunt gave a warm little speech saying how happy she was that our little group had come together at last to carry on our family traditions and that now we should toast each other as a sigh of our commitment to one another.

We did, and there was much laughing and clinking of glasses as we congregated together next to the table, with even Izzy and Ilse having apparently made-up as Izzy whispered some joke into Ilse's ear, setting her off laughing. It was only when Ilse took a sneaky glance in my direction that I wondered what the joke could have been, but I was determined not to get paranoid, so I just smiled back knowingly. 

Then I caught a sight of Caterina standing in the door to the kitchen and looking on as we celebrated. And suddenly the sense of guilt was back as a cold shiver ran down my spine. Could she possibly know what was going on? And if so, what would that mean for me and Maria when she finally got here. She was hardly likely to look favourably on her daughter taking up with a man who was busy bonking his cousins at every opportunity, not to mention his aunt. I closed my eyes in exasperation as I felt myself falling deeper and deeper into a tangled web of complexity that I wasn't sure that I could deal with.

But maybe Catarina didn't know? This was supposed to be a 'secret group' after all so unless one of the girls had said something to her I might still be ok. Suddenly I was starting to feel more confident again, until I looked across the room and saw something like a secret smile flit over the housekeepers face as she looked across at Izzy, who just smiled and winked back at her. Oh God, was I really just relying on Izzy keeping the secret that my future happiness might depend on? I shook my head in helplessness.

Then Izzy said something else that distracted me even further.

"Right girls," she called to Ilse and Frieda, "let's not get too tipsy. Remember what we've got planned for Paolo this morning!"

Oh God, now what the hell could that be?

(To be Continued)



A Family Affair Ch. 03



Standing in the dark entrance hall my heart feels like lead as I await the return of my daughter. I have no idea how long I have been here but my legs ache from standing still but that is infinitely better than the thought of sitting on my bruised and battered arse. Desperately I try not to ponder her fate when she returns. I hope for her sake that whatever she has been doing tonight makes what is to come worthwhile but somehow I doubt that.

Suddenly I find myself blinking, my eyes trying to refocus, dazzled by the light that Danielle has turned on as she returned.

"Mum? What are you standing here in the dark for? What's wrong?" Her voice soft at first hardens like her eyes as irritation takes over "For god's sake its only 10:30 what are you doing waiting for me like I am little kid? It's not like I am even late!"

"Danielle, for once will you just shut up and listen. I am in no mood to explain myself to you and trust me you are in no position to act like the wounded party." The tone of my voice stops her but only momentarily, I can see her getting ready to argue. Her soft full lips settle into a petulant pout as she frowns at me. 

Unbidden the thought of kissing away that pout flashes through my mind and I feel an unwanted squirm of excitement in my belly. She is just so beautiful, so perfectly flawless. How many times have thoughts of her flitted through my dreams? Dreams so vividly explicit that I can almost taste her sweetness on my tongue. My cheeks flame scarlet as I realize once again how abhorrent theses thoughts should be. She is my daughter, my child and yet here I am excited by the thoughts of what will happen to her tonight and the part I will undoubtedly play in them.

"Your Father wants to see you in the basement, come with me." My voice is harsher than I had hoped, pitched higher than its normal soft, smooth tone but my nerves are stretched taught and I can not hide it.

"The basement? Why on earth would he want me down there at this time of night? We aren't allowed in the basement." I see the flicker of fear in her eyes, the slight tremble in her voice and pity surges through me. 

For a second maternal instinct fights its way through my baser emotions. If only I could protect her from this but I can't. She has bought this upon herself and nothing I can do or say will stop Mark from dealing with her as He sees fit. He has been waiting for this night for a long time and He will not be denied.

"Danielle, please. No more questions. Please just do as you are told and come with me we are only making it worse by standing here delaying." I reach out and take her hand, leading her towards the stairs to the basement. I can feel her eyes on me as she follows but I can't bring myself to meet her gaze. How could I deliver her to my Husband knowing full well what He is going to do? Simple, I am a slut, His slut and He is my Master and as such I will do whatever it takes to please Him.

We reached the heavy wooden door at the foot of the stairs and I pause for a moment wondering how she will deal with all she will witness and experience once we step through it. Should I send her away? Should I once again offer myself up to assuage His anger, quell His desires? I cannot do that, for in truth His desires are my desires. I draw in a long shuddering breath as I reach out and knock on the door, I cannot save her from this; I don't want to save her from this. It is our destiny.

The door swings open almost as my knuckles touch it and Danielle is jerked forward into the room, Marks vice like grip biting into the soft tanned flesh of her upper arms. Hesitantly I follow, my legs shaking, my mind reeling. What do I do now? 

Suddenly conditioning takes over. I am mindful that I am breaking rules by standing here in this room fully clothed and that to break these rules will only make matters worse. Conscious thought gives way to instinct and I quickly strip and fold my clothes neatly into a pile by the door, I cross to the centre of the room and kneel in my place, eyes lowered, hands clasped loosely behind my back.

"Oh my god!" Danielle's words are a soft moan as she sees the welts covering my body. "What animal did that to you mum? What is going on?"

Marks laugh is low and deep "I would be that animal Danielle and you, you little slut, are the cause of it as usual. If you hadn't childishly confided in your journal your plans to get laid tonight, this first time might have been an entirely more pleasurable experience for us all."

"Daddy I didn't! It didn't happen I was just joking, honestly Daddy!" The panic in Danielle's voice cut me to the core and I fixed my eyes firmly on the floor trying to quell the desire to beg my Husband to let her go and to punish me in her place.

"Well that's quite some joke princess. Maybe it was more wishful thinking? Maybe you really crave to be taken and used and fucked until you feel like you are going to split wide apart." Danielle sobbed and Mark paused for just an instant, was He questioning what He had planned? "No protest princess? No 'Daddy I'm a good girl I have never thought of those things'? Well I suppose I should be happy that at least you don't compound what you have already done by lying about it." 

No He wasn't questioning Himself, He rarely did. I could hear the excitement and the passion in His voice. I recognized that tone and I loved it. It was the same tone He always used when He spoke to me in this dungeon of ours. The same voice that set my insides to liquid fire, which reduced me to this bundle of raw nerve endings longing for His touch. For a fleeting moment I was almost jealous of our daughter. Jealous that she should be the focus of His desire and attention, that she would feel His power and control but it was only fleeting. A smile plays across my lips as I settle into the knowledge that no matter what happens tonight I will be, as I always have been, His main focus. Never in all our years together have I ever had cause to doubt how special I am to Him and He to me.

Marks voice cut into my musings. "Strip now slut and sit in the chair. I need to be sure that you are telling me the truth." Mark released Danielle and shoved her roughly in the direction of the padded leather seat in one corner of the room. It was a chair similar to one you might find in a gynecologists office. A chair that I had spent many hours in, spread open to receive my Masters sadistic desires.

Danielle faltered, frozen with shock her young mind trying to understand what was happening, trying to make sense of what her father had just told her to do. "Are you just going to stand there girl? I gave you an order; do you perhaps need some help?" Mark walked to the table beside the chair and selected something from its ordered surface. As He turned back towards her He showed her the gleaming edge of a large ornate knife, laughing at her gasp of fear. "Now as I see it you have two choices. One, you can be a good girl and do as you are told or two; I can cut the clothes from you. Now which is it to be princess?"

I lifted my head in time to see Danielle hurriedly removing her clothes, also in time for Mark to catch my eye. The squirm of panic that He had caught me breaking another rule soon disintegrated as He winked and smiled at me giving me tacit permission to watch. It was only at this moment that I realized Nathan our son was still in the room, still sprawled naked in one of the recliners intently watching his sisters' fate unfold.

I turned my attention back to my daughter awkwardly trying to cover her nakedness with her hands, her face and neck flushed with shame. She really is glorious, perfect creamy skin, long slender legs, tiny waist swelling to softly rounded hips and the most gorgeous breasts I think I have ever seen. I watched as Mark pushed her into the chair, roughly pulling her legs apart securing them in the stirrups tightening the straps at her knees and ankles. Licking my lips I gaze at the dark triangle between her thighs as she squirms to cover herself. Mark cuffs her wrists and secures them to the seat back above her head. She is sobbing quietly her eyes pressed tightly closed as if by shutting them we all disappear. 

A sudden searing pain in my scalp snaps me back into focus; Marks hand tangled in my hair drags me to my feet. He kisses me deeply and passionately His tongue ravaging my mouth His free hand finding my throat squeezing tightly. His eyes seek mine, looking for that moment, that thrilling fraction of an instant just before darkness claims me. Smiling He releases my throat and hugs me to Him for a second as I huskily thank Him. I wince at His hand in the small of my back guiding me to the side of the chair, His fingers caressing the welts He had laid upon me earlier.

"Isn't she delicious my love?" He whispers close to my ear, so quietly that only I can hear Him as we look down at the restrained and exposed body of our daughter. I nod silently in agreement and He kisses down the side of my neck before biting my shoulder hard. "Time for some fun I think, lets have a closer look at this little slut of ours."

Marks hand brushes the soft blonde hair away from Danielle's face. "Open your eyes." Her only response is a quiet sob and a frantic shake of her head. His hand finds her throat caressingly at first then tighter, "I said open your fucking eyes slut!"

Danielle's eyes flew open and I shivered with excitement at the raw edge to Master's voice. She was gagging and squirming at His hand squeezing her throat and the panic in her stunning blue eyes was very real. Dimly I wonder what kind of sick bitch this heat between my thighs makes me but I am aching to touch and taste this delightful creature displayed so totally before me.

Mark relaxes His grip on her throat but doesn't release it completely. His free hand strokes down across her breasts, cupping the weight of them in His palm, rolling her nipples between His thumb and forefinger. Her wide open eyes fix on mine and I smile as I hear her soft moan turn to a yelp of pain as His fingers tighten and cruelly twist her tender flesh.

"I wonder, is it My imagination or are you starting to enjoy this, you filthy little slut? Are your nipples stiff from the cold? Or could it be that you want to feel my fingers elsewhere?" the amusement in Marks voice is clear and I can't help but laugh too as I see Danielle once again flush scarlet. His questing hand slides lower feeling her quiver beneath His touch. His hand closes over the soft fur of her pubic hair and He shakes His head. "Entirely too much hair here but we will rectify that soon." Again He laughs that rich throaty laugh that I love so much. "Well what do you know I appear to have found a wet cunt, someone wants fucking."

"Oh my God! No Daddy please i ... please don't!" Danielle's voice is flustered and afraid but something in the way she nervously catches her bottom lip between her teeth hints at excitement.

"Princess I strongly suggest that you shut the fuck up unless of course you want Me to gag you." Wide eyed Danielle shakes her head. "Good girl seems you can behave when necessary and trust me right now for you it is very necessary." Master smiles at me. "Mygirl I have a job for you, two in fact. For you the first would be more enjoyable if you could perform the second first but I don't want any evidence washed away."

I look questioningly at Master though I already know what He is going to ask me to do. "What better way to test for spunk than the use of a cum hungry whores tongue? Lick the slut out and tell Me what you taste. Then you can shave her cunt before I stick anything else in there."

Kneeling at the foot of the chair between my daughters spread thighs brings her cunt easily within the reach of my tongue. With both thumbs I spread her outer labia wide exposing her clit and her deep pink inner lips. Master is right, she is already wet her cunt is glistening and I can smell its soft muskiness. I flick my tongue against her clit and I feel her shudder. At the back of my mind I wonder if she has ever felt a tongue here, even if she has I doubt it would have been a female tongue. Her clit is hard and standing proud and though I know this isn't what Master wants right now I can't resist sucking it between my lips. Sucking and licking it until I hear her groan and feel her hips shift, lifting towards my mouth, she is enjoying this. 

Master tugs on my hair again, "This is meant to be an examination not an exploration you can eat the whore out all you want when she is filled with My cum, until then I just want to know if anyone has been there before Me. Now get the fuck on with it." 


Obediently I thrust my tongue into her cunt tasting her, savouring the flavour as I withdraw. "She is clean Master, I can only taste her, no latex no semen." Master pulls me to my feet and kissing me hard. Sucking on my tongue He shares the taste of our daughter then swats me playfully on the arse.

"Good girl now shave her so we can get down to business, you know how much I hate hairy cunts.

To be continued...



A Family Affair Ch. 03



Over the next couple of weeks Rebecca's cunt was constantly singing from pleasure. If she wasn't getting her father's cock, she was getting her brothers. It had gotten to the point where it seemed like her father would fuck her before she went to bed and she would wake up to her brother's tongue licking at her hot pussy. He would drive her crazy with his tongue and fingers then finish her off with his cock drilling deep in her hot pussy.

Rebecca kissed her brother deeply then lowered her head and took his hot cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue over the head then let her lips slide down him until she had him in her throat. "Oh god sis, that feels so fucking good." Alex purred tangling his fingers in her hair and pulling her head up and down over his cock. She sucked hard at him as he drove her head up and down over him. "Eat it sis, eat that fucking cock." He growled forcing her hard over his hard rod.

Rebecca pulled her mouth away and smiled at him. "I want you in my pussy." She growled softly as she straddled his hips and lined his cock up at the entrance to her pussy. She slowly lowered herself over him and moaned as he filled her. "Oh fuck you feel so good." She moaned hotly as she lowered herself over him.

"Ride that hot cock sis." Alex growled reaching up and grasping her bouncing tits as she moved up and down over him. Rebecca leaned forward and rested her hands on his chest as she bounced on his cock. 

"Ugh, it feels so good." She purred bouncing harder over him as he filled her up repeatedly. She slammed her pussy down over him taking him deep inside her. His hands were pawing at her breasts and she threw her head back as she rode him. "Oh fuck me, make me cum on your big dick." She purred turning her pussy in circles as she rode him.

"Ride that hard meat sis, oh god your pussy feels so good. So tight." He moaned pressing up with his hips and burying more of his cock into her waiting well. "Ride it sis, ride it hard." He growled pawing at her breasts and pulling at her nipples.

Rebecca threw her head back as she bounced harder on his hard cock. She could feel him slicing deep inside her and she knew she was going to cum. "Fuck, fuck me Alex, I'm cummmmminnnnnggggg...." She cried slamming her pussy down over him and taking him completely inside her.

"That's it sis, coat that cock." Alex growled grabbing her ass cheeks and slamming her hard over him as he pierced up into her. "Oh fuck, I'm cummminnnnngggg." He growled as he buried himself completely inside her and started shooting.

Rebecca tightened her pussy muscles and held him tight inside her as her world exploded once more. "Fuck yesssssssssssssss..." She cried as she leaned down over him and kissed him softly.

"You are amazing sis." Alex said softly as she climbed off of him and lay on her side beside him on the bed.

"So are you little brother." She curled up with her pillow and within minutes was fast asleep. She never noticed when Alex left the room.

Rebecca had been asleep maybe a half hour when she felt a warm tongue slithering through her pussy lips. She opened her eyes in the dark room and smiled. "Didn't you get enough before bro?" She asked reaching down and grasping the head attached to the tongue.

She gasped as she felt not her brother's hair but a tight French braid. Reaching over she turned on the lamp and looked down between her spread legs. "Mom?" she gasped seeing her mother's naked body lying between her legs.

Michelle lifted her head and smiled at her daughter. "Hello sweetheart, you didn't think I was going to let your father and brother have all the fun did you?" She leaned her head back down and took a long taste of Rebecca's pussy.

Rebecca shivered as she lay her head back down on the pillow. She had never thought of having sex with her mother but then again she hadn't thought about having sex with her father and brother and yet where was she?

She lay there unsure as her mother ran her tongue all over her wet pussy. Rebecca shivered as sensations of pleasure coursed through her body. What her mother was doing felt good but at the same time Rebecca wasn't bi, she was straight as far as she knew. She was about to push her mother away and sit up when Michelle suddenly flicked her tongue against her clit. "Oh god," Rebecca moaned hotly as electricity shot through her body. Michelle let her tongue tease Rebecca's clit and Rebecca moaned hotly. "Mom, oh god mom," She panted reaching down and pulling her mother's face close to her hot snatch. "Eat me, make me cum please."

Michelle continued teasing Rebecca's clit with her tongue, she would barely brush against it with her tongue and it was driving her daughter insane with wanting. When she suddenly slid three fingers into Rebecca's wet hole and started forcefully forcing them in and out Rebecca went wild. "Mom, oh god mom, make me cum" Rebecca begged humping her pussy tight against her mother's face as she held tight to her hair.

Michelle locked her lips around her daughter's clit and started sucking furiously on it. Rebecca just about flew out of her skin as she felt her orgasm rising fast and hard. "Mom, eat me I'm going to cum." She cried slamming her pussy tighter against her mother's face as she humped wildly.

Michelle bit down on the small nub in her mouth as her fingers flew in and out of Rebecca's hot slit. She could feel the juice pouring out of her daughter and knew any second she would be coating her fingers with her juices. She slammed her fingers faster as she licked wildly at the small nub in her mouth. She had a hard time keeping her mouth on Rebecca's pussy as the younger woman was going wild with need. "Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..." Rebecca screamed as she suddenly coated Michelle's fingers with her cum.

Michelle pulled her fingers out of the clenching slit and quickly replaced them with her tongue. She drove it deep inside Rebecca and started working it in and out like a small cock. Rebecca started riding her mother's face like there was no tomorrow as she felt her orgasm rising once more. "Eat me mommy, make me cum again." She begged slamming her pussy up and down against Michelle's face.

Michelle worked her tongue rapidly in and out of Rebecca's hot slit as she reached up and started rolling the younger woman's clit with her fingers making Rebecca mewl with pleasure. "Oh yes mommy, eat my hot cunt, it feels so good." She humped her body tight against Michelle's face as she held tight to her hair, holding her tight against her. "Ugh, oh mommy, oh god." Michelle tonguefucked her faster as she started pulling and twisting Rebecca's clit, she was so hungry for the younger girls cum that she was rubbing her own pussy against the mattress trying to relieve some of the pressure.

Rebecca was going crazy, she rubbed her pussy hard against her mother's face wanting to get off but hanging just on the edge. "Mommy, oh god mommy, make me cum." She begged thrashing hard around on the bed.

Michelle worked her tongue faster inside her and pulled and twisted at her clit. When she dug her nail into Rebecca's clit, the girl went wild. She humped wildly against her mother's face as she suddenly came. "Fuck mommy I'm cummmmmminnnnnnnnggggg..." She squealed pressing tight against her mother's face.

Michelle drove her tongue in deep and drank up all the juice pouring out of Rebecca's hot cunt. Rebecca wrapped her legs around her mother's head and just held on as her body shook from release. Michelle pulled her face out from between her daughters legs and pulled Rebecca's legs off her head. "How was that sweetheart?" She asked moving up over the younger girls body and kissing her softly on the lips.

"That was amazing mom. How did you learn to suck pussy like that?"

Michelle chuckled. "It's a long story sweetheart. You wanna suck my pussy now?"

Rebecca looked into her mother's eager face. "I don't know mom, I've never done that and had no interest in doing it either."

Michelle stroked her daughter's hair and smiled. "Its okay honey, I won't make you suck my pussy if you don't want to."

Rebecca felt relief that her mother wasn't going to push her but at the same time she felt bad because her mother had gotten her off and she was sure her mother was just as hot as she had been. "What about you though?" She asked looking into her mother's heat filled eyes."

Michelle shrugged, "I'll go have your brother or your father fuck me. Don't worry, it's okay." She made to move off of Rebecca but Rebecca wrapped her arms around her and held her against her. 

"But you made me feel so good mom." She protested weakly.

Michelle looked down at her daughter and smiled. She could see the war going on inside her. She felt bad because she wanted Michelle to get off but at the same time, she had no interest in sucking her mother's pussy. "How about you just finger me then?"

"Just finger you?" Rebecca thought about that for a minute. She fingered her own pussy all the time, so why couldn't she finger her mother's? "Okay that I can do."

Michelle moved off of her and lay down on her back beside her daughter. "Come finger mommy's pussy baby." She purred spreading her legs wide open and reaching down and spreading her pussy lips open.

Rebecca sat up and moved between her mother's spread legs. She rubbed her finger lightly over her mother's pussy and felt the older woman shiver. "Oh yeah, that feels good. Touch me." She cooed. Rebecca ran her finger lightly over her mother's clit and Michelle purred, "play with it baby, make mommy cum."

Rebecca looked up at her then back to the task before her. She rolled Michelle's clit between her fingers and watched as her mother jumped. "Put your fingers inside me baby," Michelle begged softly. Rebecca kept her fingers rolling her mother's clit as she used her free hand to slide three fingers inside her. When she pushed her fingers in, Michelle's pussy tightened around the invaders and Michelle moaned. "Oh god yes, ugh, finger me baby, finger my hot pussy."

Rebecca started spearing her mother's pussy with her fingers, drilling them hard and fast inside her as she rolled her mother's clit with her other hand. Michelle went wild and started humping her body against her daughter's fingers. "Ugh, oh gods yes, finger me, make me cum." She begged thrashing around like a woman in heat.

Rebecca watched her mother's body thrashing from the way she was fingering her and wondered if it would really be so bad to eat her mother out. Seeing her mother's clit all out of its hood and throbbing was making Rebecca's mouth water. Making sure to keep her fingers flying in and out of her mother's wet hole, she lay down on her stomach and stared at her mother's pussy. When she leaned down and brushed her tongue across Michelle's clit, Michelle just about came out of her skin. "Ugh, oh fuck, oh yes honey, eat mommy's hot pussy. Make me cum on your hot mouth and fingers."

Rebecca licked at her mother's clit once more then wrapped her lips around the small nub and started suckling on it gently. Michelle whimpered and humped her body hard against Rebecca's face. "Oh god baby, eat me, I'm going to cum." Rebecca sucked harder at the small nub as her fingers flew in and out of Michelle's wet, hot well. "Ugh, oh fuck I'm cummmmminnnnnggggg..." Michelle cried coating Rebecca's flying finger with her juices.

Rebecca fingered her mother through her orgasm then slowly pulled away. She pulled her fingers out of her mother's sucking cunt and put them in her mouth. She liked the taste of her mother's juices and dove between the spread legs once more. This time she drove her tongue inside Michelle's hot pussy looking for more juice. Michelle had been starting to come down and was laying there panting when she felt Rebecca's tongue invade her. "Ugh, oh yes baby girl, tongue mommy's hoot pussy." She reached down and grasped Rebecca's hair and held her tight against her as she humped her pussy against her daughter's face. Rebecca sliced her tongue in and out of her mother's wet well dragging her tongue though all the hot juices that were slithering out of her. "Ugh, oh god eat meeeeeeeeee..." Michelle cried humping harder against Rebecca's face. When Rebecca reached up and grasped her clit and started twisting it, Michelle went wild. "Fuck, I'm cummmmminnnnnggggg..." She cried humping harder against the tongue invading her hot snatch.

Rebecca drank up all the juice she could find then pulled her mouth away and looked at her mother. "You taste good mommy." She said with a grin.

Michelle stroked her daughters face with her fingers. "Thank you honey, for someone who had never eaten pussy before you are a natural."

Rebecca blushed and kissed her mother's hand. "Thank you mom. I try to please."

Michelle sat up and threw her legs off the edge of the bed. "That you do sweetheart that you do. Now get some sleep." She kissed Rebecca lightly on the lips then quickly left the room.

Rebecca curled back up with her pillow and thought about all that had happened over the last couple of weeks. If she had known this was going on while she was away at school she definitely would have skipped school and stayed home.

To be continued.

Authors Note: One more chapter coming after this one. I hope you enjoy. 



A Family Affair Ch. 03



DING-DONG! DING DONG! DING DONG!

Taking Suzanne's beautiful face between my hands, I pull her up from where she was attending to my sloppy pussy and I kiss her on the mouth. She darts her tongue into my mouth and inserts two fingers into my waiting and wet pussy. I can taste my juices on her full lips, but I have to attend to the urgent knock at the front door. My own pleasure has to wait and besides, my pussy is so over stimulated that it needs a breather. On unsteady legs, I jump off the kitchen counter where Suzanne and I sneaked off to earlier from the twin's 18th birthday party. (See A Family Affair 1 and 2) Still naked, I take Suzanne by the hand and pull her back to the den where everyone is gathered after their showers. Recuperating and getting ready for the next round, I suppose. Suzanne doesn't need a written invitation to start the next round and immediately goes to straddle James' empty lap and gives him a wet kiss.

"Hey, that's Mom on your lips," exclaims James. "Sweet." I can see his cock rising between her buttocks. I am a truly proud mother to have such a wonderful attentive son. 

My naked daughter, Kate, joins me at the front door. Her long blond hair is still wet from her shower and her tan cannot hide her concern from me. The newcomers are her boyfriend, George and his mother, Elizabeth, who doesn't approve of her son's relationship with Kate. We look at each other, draw a big breath and open the door. 

Elizabeth is a late thirty-something beautiful woman with pitch black short hair dressed in a short patterned summer dress with thin strings over her shoulders. She looks angry. Her son, George, is a tall, dark and handsome young man dressed in khaki shorts and a black baggy t-shirt. The shocked look on Elizabeth's face is one of disgust of our nakedness but do I detect a hint of lust? 

I am the first to recover. 

"Hallo, you must be Elizabeth? May I call you Liza? My name is Linda and this is my daughter Kate." Before she can react I give her a naked hug, pressing her firm breasts against mine. She is stiff as toast. "Welcome to Paradise Island." 

I turn to George and kiss him on the lips and rub my naked body against his groin. 

"Mom!" exclaims Kate. "You'll give him a boner."

"I thought that was the whole idea."

"I'm supposed to do that, not you." Kate gives me a mocked angry look. I move away to give Kate the chance to welcome her boyfriend into our lifestyle. The two of them are happy to see each other and they fall into a wonderful love embrace, with George moving his hands over her naked buttocks. They make a great couple.

I slowly turn towards Liza, stepping between the children and her wrath. Her face is livid with anger, jealousy and I suppose lust.

"GEORGE! Leave that slut alone!" I can hear George and Kate stopping their wet greetings behind me. 

"How dare you call my daughter a slut?" Inwardly smiling, I shift closer to Liza, ready to defend my child. "Are you really that jealous of your own son?" Liza is taken aback. "Is he your only lover?" 

"It's none of your goddamn business." I can see the embarrassment on her red face. I think that this woman hasn't had a good fuck from someone else for quite some time. My heart goes out to her. No one should deny themselves the pleasure of giving and receiving love from different people. I try to understand her situation. 

"Yes, it is. When my daughter and your son are intimate friends and you stand between them, I make it my business." A mother should never be this jealous and possessive of her son. Their being here shows that Liza knows that George wants to expand his horizons. Maybe she also wants to find mature love. 

"The rule of the day is, no clothes allowed." In one swift action and before Liza can do anything, I yank the strings of the dress over her shoulders and pull her dress down her body where it pools at her feet. Now it is my turn to be shocked: She is naked underneath and doesn't even attempt to hide it. Stepping back, I let my gaze travel over her full breasts, down her flat tummy to her shaven mound. I can see her clit peeking through the folds of her vulva. And she has legs that go on forever. Her body hasn't seen much sun as she is as pale as a sheet. Her nipples are pink as her exposed pussy lips. I would love to have those legs wrapped around my head while I suck on those pick lips. Falling in love with Liza will be easy. But her attitude has to change. Turning to Kate and George, I see that George is also undressed and Kate is already giving him a welcome blow job. Then it hits me: this is not the first time they are this intimate. I don't care what they did before Kate and James' 18th birthday, but as adults they now have the right to be sexually intimate. 

"Come, let's not waste time." Taking Liza's hand, I lead her into the house leaving their clothes where it was discarded. In the den a suspenseful silence awaits us. Five pairs of eyes are locked onto us, eager to see which way the day will go with Elizabeth. I suppose Paul informed everyone about the possible outburst. 

I also need a sign.

On top of the landing, I turn to the naked Liza and kiss her softly, teasing her mouth with my tongue. She parts her lips, allowing my tongue entry. Her eyes are wide open and like a scared rabbit, looks at me and then try to take in the scene of the naked people in various stages of love making. Suzanne sits silently in a reverse cowgirl position with her legs open on top of James. Everyone can see James' cock in Suzanne's pussy. Paul and Charles' cocks fill Annette pussy and mouth, who looks like she is frozen in time. Their sexual groans and actions of a moment earlier have stopped for an instant to give them a chance to see the outcome. Pulling Liza closer I use my right hand to explore the V between her legs. Her pussy is smooth and slippery.

I break our embrace: "Everyone, this is Elizabeth and her son George."

"Liza," corrects Elizabeth me. 

They greet her with friendly smiles and waves. Liza relaxes in my arms. A slow smile lights up her face. She is beautiful. Kate and George make their way to the empty couch. I know what I have to do to make both mother and son happy, not just for now, but for the future as well. Dragging Liza after Kate and George, I quickly execute my plan. I let George lie on the couch with his feet on the floor and have Liza and Kate sit on either side. I kneel between his legs and take his thick cock in my hand and offer it to Liza. She eagerly sucks on it while I invite Kate to play with his balls. Liza stops midway down George's cock, scowls at Kate inches from her face, and continues to devour it to his balls. Their noses meet and then Kate takes the first bold step. Instead of moving back, she follows Liza's mouth up to the top. Once there Kate swirls her tongue around George's cock head inside Liza's mouth and entangles it with Liza's tongue. They have a tongue fight that can get nasty. Grabbing his shaft, I pull it away and push Kate aside. Poor George must be torn between the loyalty to his mother and the love for Kate. 

"Come sit on his cock, facing me." I pull the astonished Liza to her feet to straddle her son's legs. She lowers herself onto his erection with a gasp escaping from her mouth. George doesn't need another invitation and slowly starts to fuck his mom. I cannot get enough of how her pink pussy lips with every entry suck his cock into her depths and with every exit try to cling to the source of her enjoyment. Kate pushes me away from between George's legs and takes my place. She moves her hand towards Liza's clit and because George is doing all the pumping Liza's body is steady. The blissful expression on Liza's face is a telltale sign that Kate's actions on Liza's clit are working. But when my daughter inserts her tongue between George's pumping cock and his mother's pussy, Liza lets out a scream of pleasure. 

This brings the other guests to a halt. They all disengage themselves and move closer to encourage the action. We are all suckers for a great orgasm. But Kate is not finished. She sucks on Liza's clit for all her worth. Elizabeth's body begins to shake with another orgasm.

"Fuuuuck.... Yeeessss, fuck Mommy's cunt," screams Liza. Paul sits behind me, enveloping my body with his arms, pressing his cock against my buttocks. 

"Beautiful, isn't it," he whispers in my ear. "Our daughter has learned a lesson or two during the last few hours." I don't want to push it but I think Kate has been sexually active, like many of young people today, long before her 18th birthday.

In a last gasp, Liza slumps back onto her son, splaying her legs out, totally spent. George is still rearing to go as his hardon pops out of Liza's pussy. His mother realizes this and slowly disentangles herself from him. With an effort, she pulls up Kate, swipes her hand between Kate's pussylips and brings her fingers to her mouth, tasting Kate's wetness. Liza winks at me and mouths a silent "Thank you", before helping Kate onto her son's dick. But before George can enter Kate, Liza lovingly takes his cock in both hands, caresses it, puts her mouth over the head and again swallows it to his balls. With her own hands his mother then guides his cock carefully into his girlfriend's pussy. Mother and girlfriend look into each to each other's eyes before Kate sinks onto George's dick. Liza flicks her tongue across Kate's clit, sucks on it before she relinquish her son to his girlfriend. For now. Everybody cheers. 

"Liza, this is Paul, my husband and I think you need someone who can take you to a different place that your son could."

"Do you mind if the three of us just sit and watch awhile?" 

We walk to a huge empty sofa close to where George and Kate are making love. I sense that there are still some unresolved issues bothering Liza. Paul takes the centre of the sofa with Liza his left and me on his right. I take Liza's hand in mine and place it on Paul's flaccid dick. Liza tells us about her husband death in a car crash that left the two alone, but with lots of money. They found relief for their grief in each other's arms and in bed. It became too easy for them to find expression of their love and sorrow in their lovemaking. Liza became obsessed with George and didn't want to share him with anyone else. She was afraid he might also die or leave her for someone else. For the last two years Liza and George were sexual recluses and when my invitation to come for the weekend arrived, she decided to do something about their loneliness.

While she was telling her story she absentmindedly caressed Paul's cock that has now become a stiff shaft that screams for our attention. She suddenly realizes what she is doing and pulls her hand away. Paul turns towards Liza and kisses her and moves his hand over her body towards her breasts. I want a taste of her pussy. Dropping between her legs, I spread them wide to take in her beauty. Her shy pussy lips open like a flower for my inspection, glistening with her arousal. Coming closer I can smell her perfume but it is her divine pussy smell that drives me crazy. Sliding my tongue through her vulva, I am overwhelmed by her taste. It tastes like a fresh Spring morning. Love for Liza and the whole world enfolds me like a cool Summer breeze. 

Liza has in the meantime, slumped sideways on the couch. I look up to Liza's face to find her slowly caressing Paul's cock with her mouth and hands. The blissful expression on her face tells me that she is experiencing more than lust. She is also expanding her sexual horizons. Standing on his knees on the sofa, Paul runs his fingers through her short black hair, encouraging her ministrations of his hardon. I increase my attention to her pussy, licking her valley, sucking on her clit and fucking her with my tongue. Sensing that another orgasm for Liza is on its way, I increase my efforts on her pussy. I can see that Paul is caressing her tits, tweaking her pink nipples and fucking her mouth. 

"Fuck, I'm coming," warns Paul and shoots his load into Liza's mouth. Without batting an eyelid, she swallows everything. Slumping back on the sofa Paul looks as if he is in heaven. "Liza, my dear, you are a great cocksucker."

"Mom," says James behind me, playfully covering my pussy with his hand. "George and I would like to swop moms and compare notes." Turning around I see our two sons with their stiff dicks in their hands, masturbating.

"This is not a competition, you know." I look at Liza to see if she's game. 

"And we're not some prize pussy you can conquer," quips Liza, winking at me. 

"No blowjobs," I quickly add my opinion, remembering Liza's expertise.

The two young men, one blond, one dark, making themselves comfortable next to each other on the couch, offer their cocks to each other. 

"Guest first," says James and bends over to suck on George's cock. I cannot believe my eyes. Liza stiffens next to me. I take her hand as reassurance and give her a soft kiss. 

George then returns the favor to suck on James' dick. My pussy is getting wetter by the minute watching these two young men exploring their sexuality. This just confirms my opinion that we are all bisexual, but most people don't realize it. (See A Family Affair 1) Why can women make love to men and women but when men do that they are condemned? 

"I said no blowjobs and I thought you want to swop moms," I interrupt their cocksucking. "When can we have those beautiful cocks in our pussies?"

"Sorry about that, ma'am," offers George. "We just wanted to see if we could do it." He gets up, takes Liza's hand and presents her to James. Liza gives him a kiss before she inserts James' hardon into her pussy. Then George kneels in front of me, licks my pussy and sucks on my clit before he takes me to the couch and sits next to James and his mom. I can see that James is already sucking on Liza's tits. Climbing on the couch, I straddle George's legs and slowly bend my knees and lower myself onto his cock. George grabs both my tits and licks a nipple for a few minutes before he changes to the other one. It becomes more difficult for him to do that because I am moving up and down on his cock. I direct his hands to my clit. Fortunately, Liza taught him a thing or two about stimulating a woman's clit while making love. Hopefully James will remember what I taught him earlier in the day and pleasure Liza in the same way.

The young's enthusiasm makes up for their lack of expertise but after awhile I need something more and I suppose Liza too. Just then I feel something cool against my backdoor. Looking back I see that Charles is applying gel to my anus and Paul is doing the same to Liza. Her eyes are wide and she looks scared. 

"Just relax," whispers Paul in her ear, now fully recuperated from his earlier pleasure. I suppose the sight of the two boys fucking their friend's mother helped to inflate his cock. Liza looks at me for help and I nod.

"Go with the flow," I encourage her. I see that the ever thoughtful Paul first inserts one finger in her ass and slowly moves it in and out until she is completely relaxed. Paul removes his finger and takes his dick in his right hand and brings his cockhead up to the entrance. I can see how he carefully pushes the purple head into her hole. The gel is doing its job and Liza seems to relax more because Paul manages to bury his cock in her. Paul and James quickly establish a rhythm between them. 

Meanwhile Charles and George have been fucking me while I was looking at Liza. I love to feel cocks in both my holes. All I now need is something in my mouth and Suzanne is there to fulfil my wish. She sets herself down on George's face with her behind in my face. George licks her pussy while I stick my tongue into her asshole. Kate is doing the same with James and Liza. The one missing person is Annette, but not for long. I can feel her between George and Charles' legs, where she fondles their balls and licks that area between my pussy and asshole. I must remember to return the favor, because her actions send me into a big orgasm. Liza is not far behind, for I can hear her scream. Then all the men disentangle themselves from the women and proceed to ejaculate on the women's pussies, tits and behinds. What a rush. 

Liza crawls over to me, licks some of the cum from my body and my pussy.

"Mmmmm," purrs Liza. "I never knew how wonderful it is to lick cum from another woman's body." She settles her body face to face on mine. "Thank you for this fantastic experience. There is no way that I will ever be content with just George's cock." She kisses me intimately, darting her tongue over my lips before she pushes it into my mouth. I suck on it and sneak my hand between our bodies to worry her clit. She wiggles her body to get away from my probing fingers. I suppose she is as sensitive as I am after such a wonderful orgy.



A Family Affair Ch. 03: Hans vs. Symbian



This is the third part of my story of how I shagged a hotty and her mother and went on to fuck two other hot milfs from their village in these chapters...

A family affair

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-family-affair-17

A family affair ch02

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-family-affair-ch-02-9

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Caution, there is a LOT of fucking in this chapter :-)

It was a hot week in the middle of June and I was due to take two day's holiday in lieu of working over the Whitsun Bank Holiday. I had arranged with Mary that I would travel to her on the Wednesday night and we would go straight to bed. Since her son Jonathan's birthday in February, I had spent every weekend at her stone cottage in Church Fenton in Northamptonshire, apart from a weekend, once a month, when she was having her period. On those weekends, I stayed next door with Mary's neighbour, Katherine whose performance in the sack was outstanding and more debauched. I actually enjoyed fucking Kate even more than my girlfriend.

Mary and her daughter, who I had screwed first (see https://www.literotica.com/s/a-family-affair-17 for the full story), had come to an arrangement after the contest between them for my affections. Mary had won the contest, but Julia had come a close second. Julia now had a boyfriend at university in Manchester. On the rare weekends when Julia was visiting home, although I would sleep with Mary, Julia could drag me upstairs for a shag once each visit.

This situation became more interesting during the university Easter holidays while Mary was 'Out of Action' due to 'having the painters in' and I was fucking Kate instead. Julia came to Kate's house while we were 'On the Job' and joined in.

As threesomes went, I enjoyed it. Not only when they turned their attentions to me but when Kate and Julia were involved in some heavy lesbo action as well.

It was from watching girls pleasuring other girls that I learnt most about how to make a woman cum fastest and in he most intense manner before I lost my job at a women's college.

During this unexpected weekday couple of days, Mary and I expected to be alone to indulge in our favourite pastime - SEX.

She greeted me in the kitchen wearing a sheer white negligee that was almost transparent by kissing me so hard that her tongue almost went down my throat. "I know what you want." I muttered as I took her hand from where it was rubbing my todger and led her to the stairs. At the top of the stairs, instead of leading right towards her room, instead she pulled me left and into Julia's room.

"I want to have you in here to get my own back on my daughter. I won't change the sheets before she comes home. I'll just let her sense that we've been doing it on her bed." Within seconds, I was inside her. We fucked in the missionary position until Mary had cum explosively. I rolled her over and entered her pussy from behind and erupted into her. Mary wiped my cock clean on Julia's pillow. "That will teach the bitch."

We both lay side by side on the dry side of the bed. "I have an admission to make." said Mary, "Tomorrow, Jennifer has invited the girls to the Manor House for afternoon tea. When I told her that you would be visiting, she insisted that you come too. Tea at the Manor House is usually a girl's only event. I haven't been to one before but Katherine says it usually involves everybody being naked and taking their turn on the Symbian Orgasmatron machine. Kate says they're normally referred to as Jenny's Orgasmafests."

"I'm sorry, but I said we would go and I've wanted to try one of things for ages."

"There's no way I'm getting on one." I replied.

"You don't have to, you'll be there for to be compared against the machine. You'll get to have sex with all the girls invited."

"What if I can't manage it?"

"I'm certain that you will. There will only be a few of us."

"Who?"

"Me, of course, Katherine, Jennifer and a few of her young friends from the village."

"I suppose I could try, but remember that those highest number of women I've ever been able to screw in one night is six, plus bringing another to a climax without having sex wit her."

"When was that?"

"I was twenty one and challenged to bring an entire inebriated Netball team to orgasm before dawn one evening. You can read my account of it at https://www.literotica.com/s/the-truth-game"

"O.K. then, I'll attempt to do it but I'll need to rest first."

"Just use your fingers and tongue to bring me off and we'll go to my bed and I'll let you sleep."

"We got out of Julia's bed and went down the hall into Mary's bed. The soft long pile of her carpet felt wonderful beneath my naked feet. Mary's naked bum walking ahead of me looked extremely enticing. I reached under the covers and started frigging Mary's pudenda. Her breathing became heavier, her gasps more frequent until there was a catch in her breath and she sighed a satisfied "Aaaaah" as she reached ecstasy. She kissed me, said "Thank you, that was a good one," before we both went off to sleep.

I woke in the morning with touch of Mary's hand feeling my erection. "I'm just checking that it's still working." She said.

In return, I tweaked her nearest nipple which was encouragingly hard, put my head under the covers and moved down to lick her snatch. On the way, I realized that her pubes were still smooth. I had expected them to be covered with stubble now, as it was weeks since she had shaved them. She must have shaved them for me again recently. She had also put perfume down there. It wasn't necessary as I love the scent of an aroused woman.

I used my tongue around her vulva and clit in the way that I knew she enjoyed to bring her the relief that she was waiting for. When she had enjoyed a soft climax, she went under the duvet to return the favour to me. "That's lovely," I said when her lips and tongue were sucking on and licking my prick "but please don't try to make me cum. I have half a dozen of you to satisfy at Jenny's this afternoon and I don't want to let myself down."

Her mouth disengaged from my member and she came back up onto the pillow.

"I understand, darling. I was only returning the favour. If you let yourself down, you will be letting me down as well."

"You can completely drain me when we get home. What time are we due there?"

"At two o'clock. The Manor house is two doors from the pub, so twenty minutes away. We'll collect Katherine on the way at about half one."

We got out of bed, dressed and went to the kitchen where Mary cooked a full English breakfast. It was delicious with Sausages from the local farm, bacon, tomatoes, black pudding and a couple of fresh eggs. The protein was intended to increase my stamina during the afternoon.

After breakfast, Mary chose what clothes she would be initially wearing at Jenny's remembering that she wouldn't be wearing them for long. Everything needed to be easily removable with only the minimum of underwear below. Tights would be unwieldy, suspenders and stockings too bothersome so we decided that her legs should be bare. With the hot weather, it was the most practical. A pretty blouse with no buttons only held on with a bow and no brassiere underneath. An Indian silk wrap around skirt with the waist held together by a small piece of Velcro worn on top of a mauve thong completed the fashionable hippy look and pair of sandals with a two inch heel finished it off. She looked stunning, and it took all my concentration not to rip it all off and screw her on the floor.

I hadn't come prepared for this, so I only opened my suitcase and got out a clean white tee shirt and pressed jeans. "Your things are a bit crumpled." remarked Mary "Let me get the iron and press them for you. Knowing what the weather would be like, I had packed sandals so didn't need socks.

Mary sat in front of the dressing table and skilfully applied a small amount of make-up. Just a little eye-shadow, mascara and a dab of pink lipstick. She also spread a very small amount of rouge around each nipple, which I thought was a nice touch. She sprayed a small amount of the flowery perfume on her body. By then it was time to leave.

We walked hand in hand to Kate's door and knocked. "Just a minute, I'm almost ready." called Kate and soon the door opened. Kate also looked stunning. She was wearing a very summery dress that reached her mid-thighs with bare legs and sandals. It was also quite obvious from the shape of her nipples pressing through the cotton that she had also decided to dispense with a bra. "This is my 'American' dress," she told us. "One yank and it's off!"

She closed the door and with one MILF in each hand, we set off up the road.

"Whenever a man holds my hand," said Katie, "I know that he's eventually going to soon be inside me."

Mary looked very shocked but I laughed "It's not as if it's going to be the first time."

After a quarter of an hour, we reached the pub. Next door were a pair of farm worker's cottages, and beyond them, a long drive went down to a grand regency house. The sign on the gate said simply "Manor House".

We walked down the drive and soon caught up with two other ladies walking in front of us one with reddish hair and the other dark. "Hello, Barbie." Greeted Kate. "Are you coming for the famous Orgasmafest too?"

"Yes," said the older red haired lady "Jenny told me I could bring my au-pair for an afternoon of sexy fun if she was good. This is Therese."

"Hello," said Therese in a strong German accent. She was a little more plain than I usually like, but not horribly so.

"Do you know my next door neighbour, Mary?" asked Kate. "And this is her new boyfriend, Hans." Both Barbie and Therese shook our hands. By this time we had reached the front door. Barbara pulled the bell and inside we heard it ring.

The door was opened by a youngish blond girl. "Hello Therese," She said in a strong French accent. "Come in, Mrs Clarke is in the parlour with the others. We followed her through. Sitting on the sofas were Jenny, looking as ravishing as usual, a much older lady who was probably about fifty as she was starting to go grey and a beautiful Chinese lady.

"Ah, hello Hans," said Jenny. "I pleased you have come, I was afraid that you wouldn't or that Mary wouldn't let you. Allow me to introduce everyone. This is Barbara, Katherine, Mary and Johann" as she gave each name, she introduced who it was. On the sofa is my housekeeper, Elizabeth" introducing the older lady. "and my neighbour Mei" pointing to the Chinese lady. 

The door bell rang. "Will you see who that is please, Giselle? Giselle is my au-pair and I've asked her if she would like to join us for 'tea'."

Giselle brought through a blond lady who I recognised from many years ago. "Hello, Caroline, so pleased you could make it. Who don't you know?"

"I know Katie, Mei, Betty, Barbie and I'm surprised to see Hans here. We were lovers when I was still at school in the fifth form, long before I got married and moved up here."

"The others are Mary who moved to Church Farmhouse last autumn, Barbie's au-pair, Therese. My au-pair (and Therese's friend) Giselle, who let you in. Under the cover on the stool in front of you is our star performer the Symbian Orgasmatron. I suppose you're surprised that I've invited Hans to an all girl event but he's here so we can compare the ultimate orgasm machine to a real flesh and blood man. We'll do our usual of taking lots to see what order we use the Orgasmatron in, but before each lady sits on the machine, she needs to sit have Hans inside her first, then when we're all done, we'll compare votes and find out which is preferred."

"I don't feel comfortable with that." Said Elizabeth. "I have no objection to having a machine vibrating inside my naughty bits, but not an attractive young man. What would I tell my husband?"

"The same as the rest of us will be telling our husbands, Betty. We went to the Manor House for tea with the girls. He'll never find out."

"No, I mustn't. Who wants tea?" Everybody raised a hand.

"Who would prefer wine?" asked Jenny.

Most people muttered "Me." and Elizabeth left the room to ring the refreshments in.

Jenny came over to me. "Is that OK with you, Hans?"

"It was what I expected, but I doubt whether I will able to screw nine women in one afternoon.

"Without Betty, there's only eight and you don't need to cum in us all.

"OK, but if one of the girls makes me cum, she needs to be punished by spending an extra ten minutes on the machine. That will give me time to recover."

"Will you need privacy or is the Chaise Longue over there good enough for you?"

"I'll be more turned on if I can watch everyone on the machine.

Betty came back with a tray containing a tea pot, cups, milk and sugar. When she had put that on the table and went out again. Soon she was back with wine glasses, and bottles or red and white wine. She disappeared again and was soon back with bottles of whisky, gin and vodka, Ice cubes and an assortment of mixers. "Help yourselves" she commanded.

Most of the ladies helped themselves to wine, a couple to tea. Jennifer went to the Beaureax and took out a sheet of paper on which she wrote each of the ladies' names. She cut them up, folded them and put them in a black fabric bag.

"Who would like to draw the names?" After some discussion, it was decided that I should do it.

"The first is..." I put my hand in the bag and drew out a piece of paper. "Jennifer"

A muttering of "Fix, fix." went round the room.

"The second is ... Mary. Third... Mei. Fourth... Barbara. Fifth... Giselle. Sixth... Katherine. Seventh... Therese. Eighth... Caroline and last if she still wants to do it... Elizabeth."

"I be riding the machine but not you." called out Betty.

"Right girls, let's get ready. You too Hans." Jenny passed me a sheet to put over the chaise longue and started taking off her clothes. I watched her unzip her skirt and it fell to the floor. She was not wearing panties. She unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off. reached behind her back and unclipped the bra. Her huge breast spilled out of it. While I put the sheet over the piece of furniture that I would be fucking seven hot women on soon, I looked around the room while the others removed their clothes. As planned, Mary's blouse quickly undid and fell to the floor. Her skirt quickly joined it as did her thong.

Mei's top took longer to come off but her skirt was faster. Underneath she had white cotton bra and panties which didn't take long. I blinked and in that time, Kate's dress was on the floor and once off, she was completely naked. My biggest surprise was Therese. Once completely naked, she was beautiful. Giselle's youthful body had the advantage that youth bestows. I was looking forward to fucking her. Barbie's chest started swelling just below her neck and the breasts perched on top were magnificent. The chest had already enlarged before it divided into two tits. Her body was completely covered with freckles which I found very appealing. Caroline was as I remembered her except that her breasts which has not appeared long before I last had sex with her had got larger.

"Stop gawking and get your kit off, Hans!" I pulled my T-shirt over my head, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. As I took down my underpants my knob sprang into attention.

1 Jennifer

I laid down on my back on the chaise longue with my dick pointing towards the ceiling and Jenny came over and plunked herself on it. She must have been feeling extremely aroused as my dick slid easily into her vagina. She jiggled up and down on it. with a foot on the floor on either side. "Slow down" I asked her "You're going to make me cum."

"I can't." She replied "so am I". I counted up in binary to distract me and quite quickly she shouted with the pleasure of an orgasm. "Again?" she suggested. Her boobs looked at their best. Her nipples stuck out and they jiggled in the most alluring way. I reached up and pinched her nipples before reaching down and rubbing her clit. She collapsed forward onto my chest and kissed me deeply as she came for the second time. "Now to test whether a machine is better than a real penis she said. I would appreciate it if you would lead each girl over here and let us hold onto you for this part, Hans."

The machine sat on its own stool at about a convenient height for it to be sat on with their feet on the ground with two cables. One connected to a mains socket and the other to a remote control that Mei held. Peter Clarke had bought every possible accessory for his wife's pleasure. There were dildos both small and large with textures hard and soft. A couple were a firm jelly which were designed to be heated in a microwave oven or hot water for a few seconds to bring the up to the temperature of a real cock. There were huge massive knobs that most women would be uncomfortable with, ten inches in length and two and a half inches in diameter, and a soft low mound for stimulating the clit only. There was even an imitation vagina that he'd bought for himself. For each of the sizes, there was a supply of condoms.

The remote control had two controls marked 0 to 100%. One controlled the amount it vibrated and the other, the amount and speed at which it thrust in and rotated.

It was currently fitted with a rabbit style fitting which had two fingers, a large one that went up and a smaller one towards the front. "For the previous few sessions, we all agreed that the simple six inch cock was best with the ridge for stimulating the clit, so I've fitted those." A large plastic bottle of lube sat to one side.

Jenny straddled the machine and I stood in front of her for when she needed to grab on to me. "Ready Mei?"

With a loud noise the machine started vibrating inside Jenny as a wide smile spread over her face. She took a deep breathe and uttered a load "Mmmmm!"

Mei turned the control higher and Jenny had a look of deep concentration. "Ooof!" she said while twisting her hips. As the intensity increased, she looked more and more radiant and her breathing became heavier. Soon she was mewling and her torso stated shaking. She raised her hands to her tits and started pinching them. "Yessss, that's so good. It won't be long now." She reached toward me and pulled me closer. Her mouth opened as she drew me down to kiss me. I could tell that she was extremely aroused and probably ready to cum as she repeatedly pushed her tongue between my lips. I put a palm on each of her boobs and flicked each nipple with my thumb.

"60%," Said Mei "Enough?" Jenny shook her head and Mei turned it up a bit more.

The sounds of Jenny's approaching orgasm were obvious. I kneaded her tits and suddenly it was there. She disengaged our mouths and shook violently, oscillating her hips back and forth as she succumbed to the most violent climax I have ever watched. "Higher." she instructed Mei who turned the controls up.

"80%." Jenny was writhing in ecstasy while shouting at the top of her voice and enjoying continuous orgasms.

Mei slowly turned the controls down. Eventually, the noise of the machine stopped and Jenny's writhing decreased leaving her panting for air as she held onto me for support.

2 Mary

"Who's next?" asked Mei.

"I am." replied Mary.

I lay back on the Chaise Longue and Mary joined me. "I'm looking forward to this. Especially You and the machine together, my lover."

She put some lube on her middle finger and wiped some in her pussy and some over the head of my cock, before lowering herself onto my eager erection. She leant forward and kissed me as I twitched my hips, pushing my dong further into her. "You know how I like it, this shouldn't take long."

"The longer the better." I answered.

She tightened the muscles in her vagina, squeezing my prick as she went up and down on it in the way that I had grown to love over the past few months. Being inside her was like returning home and I finally realised that I was falling in love with this adventurous woman. Her bum pounding slapping on my thighs was encouraging us both to reach higher levels of excitement. "I want you on top." she asked.




A Family Affair Ch. 03: Hans vs. Symbian



"Is that in the rules?" I asked.

"There are only two rules," replied Jenny who had finally recovered from her fucking by the Orgasmatron. "The first is that the woman must cum in whatever position she enjoys the most. The second is that if she makes you cum, she must spend an extra ten minutes on the Symbian at 50% while you recover."

We swapped places with Mary face down on the sofa, while I entered her from behind.

I plugged my dick in and out of Mary's snatch bringing her to a climax. In return, she made me cum inside her. Once we could walk steadily, we moved over to the Symbian onto which, Mei had already thrown away the soiled condom and replaced it with a fresh one onto which she had smeared some lube.

"Do you require some lube?" asked Mei. "This is your first time isn't it?"

"Yes, and I'm both looking forward to the experience and dreading it at the same time."

Mary held onto me as she lowered herself onto the dildo. It easily slipped into her and Mei started it on a low setting. "Ooooh!" She said with surprise as the vibrations contacted her snatch. "I've never had a vibrating dildo inside me before." The rest of the girls looked surprised. "My daughter once loaned me her small vibrator after my husband walked out on me, but it seemed too clinical."

Mei increased the vibrations and started the rotation and thrusting. Mary looked up to me and said "Kiss me. lover." Her tongue slipped into my mouth only to be withdrawn again as Mei increased the intensity to 40%. I started fondling her breasts and her gasps told us that the machine was taking effect. I could tell from experience that she was almost about to cum and once Mei had turned the control up another notch, that's what she did. 

Mei turned it up to 50% and said "Because Mary made Hans cum, she's going to be punished by having the machine on that setting for another ten minutes." Mary looked uncomfortable, but after her first dozen orgasms, she settled into enjoying them as they came every few seconds.

After ten minutes of Mary constantly climaxing, Mei reduced it to zero and I had to help Mary off the machine and onto a chair because her legs were weak and trembling. Once she had sat down and taken a drink, she felt able to speak. "That was amazing. If I wasn't so wobbly, I would want Hans again."

3 Mei

"I'm next." announced Mei. "Can you take over the controls please, Jenny"

"Once I've filled everybody's glasses."

Jenny went round and put large measures into all the glasses. The tea was forgotten.

"Have you got any dark rum and coke?" I asked. Betty went out to the kitchen and brought back a full tumbler for me. When I tasted it I realised that it was extremely strong and I wouldn't be sober for long.

Mei went over to the chaise longue and laid on it face up. Her small perky tits hardly moved as she lay there. I went to lay on top of her, but she told me that she wanted to be in the 69 position. With my nose inches from her bush which had been trimmed to length and not to shape, I could see her tight cunt glistening below me.

"At school my classmates told me that Chinese cunts went from side to side rather than up and down." I told her.

She laughed. "That's our eyes, silly. Our naughty bits are no different to those of you white people, as you will soon find out. I hope."

I lowered my head and lapped at her pudenda, while Mei took my prick in her mouth and performed a great blowjob. She would have made me cum in her mouth if Mary hadn't emptied my balls so recently. Nevertheless, my in tongue inside her pussy followed by my pointed tongue on her clit accompanied by two fingers in her cunt fingering her G-spot made her cum quite hard. "I want you to fuck me now." she slurred. I swapped ends and plugged my dick into her pussy. From her mouth I could taste the whisky she had been copiously drinking.

Mei's buttocks rose and fell causing me to go in and out of her and in quite a short time, she gave into another orgasm. "Thank you that was an extremely enjoyable fuck. Now let's see if the machine is any better."

She mounted the Symbian and Jenny good turned it on. "I need it faster, Jenny. Now more rotation and thrust." Jenny turned the controls so that Mei's torso was soon shaking. She was obviously a frequent user of the machine.

"Come and lick my boobs, Hans." I did as she requested and her hard nipples between my lips were turning me on. I wanted to be inside her again.

"Faster still, Jenny. More rotation." Mei's eyes glassed over and she came for the first time. The second, third and fourth soon followed. I grabbed her breasts and she came a few more times. I could see and hear that Jenny was increasing the setting slowly, bit by bit ensuring that her friend received the highest stimulation.

Mei's orgasms were coming about every two seconds. She soon gave a chopping sign and Jenny reduced it slowly until finally it was off.

"Thank you, Hans. You and I must have another private session soon."

4 Barbara

After I had taken another swig of my rum and coke. Barbie game up to me "My turn." she advised. Barbie was about the same age as Mary and lived in one of the large houses we passed before the pub. She had red hair which I could tell was natural as it was the same colour as the landing strip her pubes had been shaved into. "How would you like me?" She asked.

"In whatever position you're most comfortable in."

"I'd like to be on top. My husband doesn't enjoy that and it'll be good to have a change."

I lay on my back on the couch and Barbie lay on top of me after rolling a condom onto my prick. "Ooh that very thick, I don't know if it will fit."

"I'll relax your pussy with my tongue and fingers. I've never found a pussy that's too small for it in my life."

"How many have there been?"

"Several score if you include the four ladies here who I've previously been to bed with."

Barbie got to her knees and shuffled up so that my tongue could reach her pudenda. I licked it with wide sweeps of my tongue and soon, the tip entered her inner lips and she shuddered with pleasure. _I could tell. as my tongue went up to her nub that she was becoming aroused as the tip of her clit was peeking from behind its shroud. I put first one then two fingers into her pussy followed by a third one. I tried to find her G-spot but failed.

"There will definitely we enough room in there for me."

"O.K., let's do it." She said as she shuffled back down my body and speared my dick into her aroused cunt.

She was still on her knees. so she used her legs to provide the motion she craved. "You're right." she said as hood bumped onto her cervix. "You do fit. My husband is far smaller."

I sat up and kissed her neck below her left ear, then each of her lovely breasts as the movement between our genitalia made her more excited. She pushed me back down before stretching her legs out and humping me faster. She soon brought herself to an orgasm. When she had got her breathe back she said "That was great, much better than with my husband, Can I have another one?" I nodded. "Thank you, here we go." she started humping me again. One of my hands kneaded a breast while the other caressed her buttocks. I gently slapped her bum, not hard enough to cause any pain, but it spurred her on to give into another climax.

As soon as she was ready, she pulled off the condom, wrapped it in a tissue and put it in a waste bin.

We went over to the Symbian which Mei had regained control of. The dildo had been cleaned with a replacement latex condom on it. Barbie lubed herself up and climbed on with my help. "I've only tried this once before about a month ago and it gave me more orgasms than had ever had before in my life in total. I dearly hope I will repeat my experience.

Mei started the motor and squealed as the sensations hit her. By the time it was up to 40%, Barbie had had at least twenty or thirty big 'O's and was looking shattered. Mei wound the motor down and stopped the machine. A pool of juices had collected below the machine that had leaked out of Barbie's pussy.

"Thank you, Hans, until the next time - and I really hope that there will be a next time. Enjoy my au-pair, we'll be comparing notes when we get home. She gave me a more passionate kiss than I expected.

5 Giselle

Giselle was Jenny's French au-pair and she had been invited on the condition that she didn't tell Peter Clarke about this afternoon's happenings. As far as he was concerned, half a dozen of Jenny's friends had been invited round for tea and a couple had asked to see the Symbian and they'd gone as far as to try it out.

Giselle was the youngest at only eighteen, and I was tremendously looking forward to fucking her pretty teenage body. She had long blonde hair which covered her perky compact breasts I estimate that they must have been about a B cup. I could tell that her hair was not naturally the light blonde that it was now, because the landing strip that sat on her flat tummy above her pudenda was a dark blonde.

"'Ello 'Ans. I am Giselle and I am Mrs. Clarke's au-pair. Are you having a good time? You will 'ave a good time with me. In my village school, it is said that I am an 'arlot because I love sex." 

She kissed me in a very alluring way. When her tongue came out of my mouth, I was able to ask "Where was your village?"

"It is in Perigord. The weather there is much better than it is in England."

"I know," I replied. "When I was learning French I had an exchange with a guy from Sarlat."

"That is a very lovely town, but too many tourists. Come on let us fuck. You like doggie?"

I reached for a condom. "No. I like to feel a man inside me when he is fucking me. I am on le pill.

The sexy minx climbed on the couch and stick her bum in the air. "It eez besser if I go on the floor?"

She clambered down so she was on her knees with her chest supported by the chaise longue. I knelt behind her and my dick was at the same height as her pussy so I gently inserted it in the proffered receptacle which was nicely moist and slippery. I pounded my cock into her cunt while my hands enjoyed the feel of her perky tits. Giselle was obviously enjoying my movements, as grunts and sounds that I associate with sexual pleasure came from her mouth. I gave her bum a soft slap and the work "'arder!" reached me. I slapped her hard enough to be heard across the room as I plunged into her. In return, a shudder went through her twat as she climaxed. Her shouts of pleasure were louder than I expected. Her school fiends were correct, she was a harlot. I slipped out.

"On to ze bed."

We clambered up and she lay on her back with her legs in the air. "Baise-moi" She demanded. I understood the words and aligned myself with her honeypot, but obviously not fast enough "Défonce moi" Giselle was becoming more forceful so I rammed my cock into her which brought a smile to her lips. I continued to fuck her quite savagely while guttural groans came from her lungs until one turned into a grunt of relief as I made her cum again. As soon as she was able to, she leant up kissed me hard and said "Encore?"

I complied and soon she was cumming yet again. "C'est bon!" she said "You are even better than Monsieur Clarke. Now à la Symbian. I have not used it for two days.

As we crossed the room, I wondered to myself whether Jenny knew that her husband was screwing the teenaged hired help. Lucky bugger! He probably wasn't fucking Elizabeth, though.

Giselle took the remote control from Mei. "I know how to use zis, I have used it a lot." She expertly perched herself above the dildo and lowered herself on to it. Once it was fully impales inside her, she turned it on initially at 20%. Because she was still completely turned on from while I had been fucking her, Giselle immediately succumbed to an orgasm. "Hans, Allez et jou avec mes tétons." This was something the machine couldn't do, but I could. I approached her and tweaked her nipples. First with my fingers then with my lips, nibbling them with my teeth. "Owww!" she cried out. She dropped the remote which hit the stool supporting the Symbian knocking the vibration dial up much higher. The noise increased as it went wild inside her. "Wow! C'est amazement." Giselle enjoyed five big 'O's before Mei traced the remote and turned it off. "Bitch! I was just enjoying that. "

6 Katherine

We thought that Giselle didn't deserve to continue, for being so rude to Mei so Katie put her arm round me and pulled me to the couch for a screw. "You haven't had sex with me for over a two weeks and I'm in the mood to have you now." 

We cuddled close so I could talk to her privately. "I saw that you were talking to Mary. I've been too busy to get over to her. How is she?"

"She is more than a little drunk, but is very proud of your performance. You've fucked five girls so far with no sign of flagging."

"Is she O.K. with that? She's not getting jealous?"

"Mary doesn't get jealous. She is madly in love with you and like me she knows that although love requires sex, sex does not require love. Otherwise she would object to you spending each fourth weekend fucking me. She knows that you have a massive sex drive and if you weren't with me, you would be with some other floozy who you might fall in love with. Do you love her?"

"Yes I do, completely. I'm very lucky to have found her."

"When Alan moved in with the girl she thought was her best friend, six months ago, she was completely destroyed. Now, she's waiting for the divorce to come through. You're the best thing that has happened to her especially when you chose her at the contest with Julia, Jenny and me. That lifted her spirits right up. Was she really the best?"

"Please promise that you'll tell nobody this, but sex with both you and Jenny was better. I had enjoyed good sex with you and both the Smiths in the past and could recognise the features of both your bodies. Jenny threw me as I didn't recognise her at all. Speaking of sex, we're keeping everybody waiting. How would you like me?"

"As usual, up my bum, but we'd better not shock people. If you kneel on the floor while I lie on the couch, we could use the Butterfly position. I enjoy that."

That's what we did and with Kate's legs over my shoulders, I put my prick in her accommodating pussy and the movement of it going in and out of her whenever either of us moved brought her to the expected climax for her and an unexpected one for me.

"Bugger!" exclaimed Kate. "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to do that, but the feeling of you spurting in my cunt felt so good. I'm sorry if it's sapped your stamina. There are still maybe three girls you need to fuck."

Kate sat on the Symbian and Mei powered it up. "How high would you like me to take it? Remember you'll have an extra ten minutes at 50% because you made Hans cum."

"Take is directly to 50% for my ten minute punishment, then we'll see how high I can stand it.

At 50%, Kate was squirming as the machine gave her about an orgasm every minute. "If we're going higher, I want Hans to hold me."

I went behind her and put my arms round with my hands on her boobs. The machine went higher and Kate squirmed in my arms. She turned her head round and kissed me more passionately than was necessary. I tightened my hold on her tits.

"It's at 90%. Just one more massive orgasm and I'll turn it off" said Mei. Kate had her orgasm and Mei turned the machine off.

7 Therese

Therese was Barbie's teen age au-pair in spite of being rather plain to look at, once she had taken her clothes off we could see that she had a fabulous figure with reasonably large very firm breasts, shoulder length brown hair and a landing strip that matched the colour of her hair. She was a close friend of Giselle and they could often be seen walking round the village together. She nervously approached me and I could see that she was apprehensive about being fucked by me. Her German accent sometime made her difficult to understand.

"Where are you from, Therese?"

"I come from Bern in Switzerland."

"So you speak Berndeutsch My father comes from near there. He's from a small hamlet near Wohlen called Möriswil."

"My boyfriend comes from Wohlen. Imm Januar ein week before I came to England, he persuaded me to have sex for the first time. Night güt"

"You didn't enjoy it?"

"It hurt me a lot but the night before I left, we did it three times more. I enjoyed it more, but it was not as good as my friends said it would be."

Therese allowed me to caress her fabulous breasts as she sat on the couch, and gave me a chaste kiss. My right hand went down to her pubes and my fingers played with her minge. It was only slightly moist, so I licked my middle finger and inserted it into her pretty little cunt. She took in a sharp breath.

"Would you like to have sex with me?"

"Giselle says that I must."

"Ignore Giselle, do YOU want to have sex with me?"

She shook her head. "You are much bigger than Jöchen. It would hurt me."

"The machine is smaller. Do you just want to enjoy that?

She nodded her head, so I took her over to Mei and the Symbian. I spoke quietly to Mei "Therese only lost her virginity a few months ago so be very gentle with her. Use plenty of lube and run it at a low power."

I put a dollop of lube on my fingers and transferred it into Therese's dry pussy while Mei put a lot onto the machine's dildo. Therese climbed on. She squealed as the dildo went all the way inside her.

Mei turned it on at the lowest power. "Ist gut." she smiled. Mei turned is up a notch. "Ist besser!" Mei slowly turned the knob up and it was at almost 20% before Therese had her first orgasm.

"Enough?" asked Mei.

"Nein. Mehr" The power was increased as did the smile on her face. One of her hands started fondling a breast. She pinched the nipple and transferred it to the other side. Therese squirmed on the dildo as another orgasm went through her body "Stop, I want Hans inside me now!"

Mei stopped the machine and Therese dismounted, took my hand a led me to the couch.

She lay on her back with her legs open as I rolled on a condom which I put more than a smear of lube on. I lay on top of her and she kissed me in a less chaste way than before as I entered her. The machine had loosened her up somewhat, but she was still extremely tight. None the less, I managed to get it all in as she grunted and gasped with enjoyment. She bent her knees, raised her bum so she was almost in a fetal position on her back as she accepted my entire length enjoying it going in and out of her. The smile on her face aroused me so much that I came inside her. It was a good thing that I had donned some protection.

"Das tut gut." she murmured as I withdrew "Danke."

She kissed me harder than she had before then got off the couche and went back to sit with Giselle who gave her a well done hug and kiss.

8 Caroline

I had last seen Kaz when she and her schoolfriend, Fiona used to visit me in my office during the summer holidays when my students were away for their summer holiday. At the time, Kaz had just finished the fifth form at her boarding school. Kaz used to enjoy sitting on my easy chairs, lined up at the wall while I went down on her. She was addicted to cunnilingus which she said I performed better than any of the schoolboys she knew.

"Hi, Kaz. What are you doing up here? Still married to Malcolm?"

"No that ended four years ago. I met Jake and we've been living here in his home village for over three years. What are you doing here?"

I gave her a brief history of how why I was here as I led her to the chaise longue where I would be fucking her. She sat on the side while I dropped to my knees, parted her legs and got ready to give her the good licking that I knew she loved.

"As much as I would enjoy it if you went down on me, I'm not here for that. I'm here to compare being screwed by you and the machine. You had better put a condom on. I always practice safe sex since I caught a dose from that bastard, Paul."




A Family Affair Ch. 03: Hans vs. Symbian



She swung her legs up onto the couche while I rolled another condom on.

"Ready Hans? Let's fuck."

I lay next to her and we spooned until she came fairly hard.

"Now, what I've been waiting for, Jenny's Orgasmatron."

Her legs were weak after her orgasm, but she managed to walk with me to where the Symbian was waiting to give her the ultimate pleasure. She mounted it and Mei turned it on.

"You've used this before, haven't you, Kaz. How fast do you want it? enquired Mei.

"Start at five and take it up another five whenever I indicate."

"That's very nice. Up a notch. The machine's noise increased and Caroline called out "Yes, Yes. Up again. Now more rotation, Mei." The vibration was making her large tits shake and she raised her hands to support them. "Up again... and again... Another ten please" From the way Kaz was smiling, groping her own boobs and squirming her hips, you could have realised how much she was enjoying this even if you couldn't have heard the sounds she was making "Ghod! Ghod! Yes! Fuck! Yes! Up another ten. Fuck! More." Caroline was enjoying orgasm after orgasm. "All the way now." Mei turned the both knobs up to maximum and the noise increased both from the machine and it's rider. 

After Kaz had been riding it at 100% for another fifteen seconds, Mei asked "Enough?"

"Yes!" Caroline managed to say through gritted teeth. The speed was turned down but Kaz still sat there unable to move. When she had control of her legs back, Mei helped lift her from the machine. As she was staggering back to her seat, her legs gave way and she fell like a puddle to the floor. Barbie and Jenny both helped her up and assisted her to the sofa.

9 Elizabeth

"As I said earlier, I'm going to forgo the obvious pleasures of Hans and go straight to the machine" said Jenny's housekeeper. "Your job is done, Hans. You can sit with Mary now."

I went and squeezed onto the sofa between Mary and Kate. I kissed her and her tongue slipped into my mouth. "Sorry I've been ignoring you, Darling, I've been a bit busy."

"Yup, you've been the talk of all of us. You have managed to screw eight girls including one who originally didn't want to."

"I didn't force myself on her. It was her own decision. That would be rape and I would never rape anybody. The nearest I have ever got to that was when I screwed one of my students at a party when she was too drunk to say 'No'. At a reunion a year later, I apologised for what I did and she told me that she remembered it well and although she was too drunk to say no, she wasn't too drunk to think yes. She's a strong girl and if she hadn't wanted me to, I would definitely have known it."

"All the girls here have complimented me about your performance, and indeed Jennifer, Mei, and Giselle have all asked me if I would mind you having another session with them."

"Not Katherine?"

"She doesn't have to ask. You'll be screwing her again in three weeks, when the Aunt Flo visits me again. I can't wait for you to get me home to my own bed."

Across the room Elizabeth was enjoying her time on the Symbian. It brought her to her first orgasm.

Cheers of encouragement were called out like "Come on Betty, you can manage again."; "Show us youngsters how it's done." and "Turn the control up, Mei she can take it". Elizabeth was moaning and panting as the Orgasmatron vibrated and convulsed in her menopausal vagina. She succumbed to three more orgasms before signaling to Mei to turn it off. She was given a round of applause by all the others.

"That hit the spot. I didn't realise that I still had the ability to do that now that I've dried up. Will somebody please pass me the lube and Hans so I can finish off?"

Mary stood up, and pulling my cock, led me back to where Betty had sat down on the chaise longue to wait for me.

"You'd better use a condom, Hans, that machine has shaken me up so much that I could probably get pregnant again."

In spite of Elizabeth being only a few months from her fiftieth birthday and post-menopausal, her body with still in remarkable shape. "Let me show you what an old woman remembers." She told me.

"Only if you let me show you what a young man knows."

"That machine has triggered hormones that I thought had long run out."

Her small breasts were too small to have suffered much sagging and her face was still attractive with full lips. She stood up and kissed me more passionately than I expected while raising one hand to my gonads and stroking them. Her hand moved from my balls to my dick which she stroked, causing it to start hardening. "If you're as good as the other girls say, I'm going to enjoy that inside me."

She sat down again, leaned forward and started giving me a blowjob. She was very good and if I hadn't blown my load inside a condom while fucking Therese not long before, I would have cum in her mouth. She was that good. She must have been practicing on her lucky husband. She licked her spittle off my hard-on and I rolled a fresh condom onto it.

"How would you like me, Hans?"

"You choose."

"Doggy style!" She took a cushion off the couche and put it on the floor beside it. She then knelt on the cushion with her legs slightly apart and chest on the couche and her two holes easily accessible from behind. "Come on then!" I knelt on the floor behind her and plugged my dick into her waiting vagina.

There was a series of "Woohs" and "Attagirls" from our audience. I hadn't been aware them all watching while I was screwing the others but they were all obviously intent on watching Elizabeth and Hans.

I particularly noticed Mary's voice call out "Get in her". Others called out "Give him one from me, Betty!" One of those voices I recognised as belonging to Kate, another was French, another Chinese and one was a very posh English voice. Betty's snatch was surprisingly tight and comfortable. I pounded my prick in and out of it, with my thighs slapping against her bum. I was enjoying myself.

"Are you O.K. Betty? I asked quietly.

"Absolutely" was my reply "Keep going, I'll be there soon"

Elizabeth tightened her vaginal muscles for a moment which felt really good. After another twenty thrusts or so, I could feel that something was happening. She started vocalising her excitement, louder and louder and with language that surprised me. Our audience spurred us on and eventually her fanny twitched and I could feel her cumming.

"Hold on!" I requested and soon I was filling the condom with the small amount of spunk that was left in my balls. Absolutely everybody in our audience cheered.

I started withdrawing, but as I was doing do, Betty clamped her vaginal muscles and I came out without the condom.

"I need a tissue" appealed Betty. Thankfully there was a box on the floor nearby that Jenny had put there in case someone needed one. I reached over and passed her a handful. She wiped her pudenda and in doing so, took hold of the dangling condom and secreted amongst her juices and lube.

Jenny addressed her guests. "That's all of us finished, girls. We've all been fucked by both the Symbian and Hans. We need to decide which was best. Personally, although the most climaxes were from the Symbian, the most enjoyable ones were from Hans. Who agrees?" All except Caroline and Giselle agreed with her. Mei pointed out that the best orgasm was when she was on the machine, but with me sucking her tits. 

"I didn't get that complained Caroline"

Does anybody want a second go on either? No? In that case there's one last test to make." She opened a box and took out the artificial vagina attachment for the Symbian and attached it after removing the dildo attachment.

You're the only person who hasn't tried the Symbian, Hans. Come and try this.

I sploshed lube onto my dick and we greased up the machine. I pushed my erection into the adapter and Mei turned it on.

Amazing! If I hadn't recently successfully fucked Betty, It would have made me cum in seconds, but it took several minutes to get me to ejaculate.

"My verdict - machine or real woman? - Every one of you was best, and please may I have you all individually next time I visit Church Fenton?"



A Family Affair Ch. 04



Chapter 4: Helen Plays Tennis and Other Love Games

One Saturday morning the woman I normally play tennis with cancelled at the last minute but Walt offered to play in her place. Walt hadn't played much tennis but because of his pure athletic ability he picked it up very quickly. Actually he turned out to be a better playing partner then my friend. After tennis Walt offered to drive us home in my car. When we got in the car right there in the parking lot he leaned over, reached up my tennis skirt and took off my panties. He told me that he wanted to play with my pussy on the way back to the house and he did just that fingering my cunt while he drove the car and drove me crazy.

We passed two other boys walking back from the tennis courts and he stopped the car.

"There's Jay and Ken, let's give them a ride," he said. 

"Are you crazy I'm not wearing any panties," I replied nervously. 

But Walt called to them and asked them if they needed a ride. They ran to the car and I frantically tried to find my panties but to no avail. I had to get out of the front seat because my car was a two door model and I held my tennis skirt down so they wouldn't notice that I wasn't wearing panties.

"Get in the back with Jay and Ken," Walt told me. 

"I will not I will sit up front," I firmly responded. 

"Either get in the back or walk home," Walt said. 

I knew he meant it and in spite of my disposition and started to get in the back. 

"Sit between them, guys let her climb in the middle," he directed. 

I had to climb over one boy who I later learned was named Ken and sat between them. I tried to keep my skirt pulled down as I got into the back seat but I had a feeling that Ken noticed I was not wearing panties. Walt started driving again.

"Hey guys Helen isn't wearing any panties and I was playing with her pussy before you guys got in, why don't you pick up where I left off," Walt told them. 

The boys were a little apprehensive but Walt urged them on. I was squirming and trying to fend off their hands but all my actions did was arouse them further and give them more resolve. My movements caused me to let go of my skirt and the skirt to ride up further on my thighs. Jay and Ken were stroking my thighs, cupping my pussy and fondling my ass cheeks. 

"Hey guys go for her tits too," Walt urged them on.

My tennis top and sport bra were pushed up over my tits and soon they were handling my tits and tweaking my nipples as they played with my pussy and ass. I was getting very turned on and I knew I was sliding down a slippery slope. Walt told them to take their dicks out which they did and then he told me to jerk them off. They were not as big as Walt but they had impressive organs, probably 7 or 8 inches, I had a cock in each hand while they sucked my tits and fingered my pussy. My cunt was sopping wet and I continued to squirm with mini orgasms.

"Hey everyone straighten up back there we are almost at Helen's house," Walt announced. 

He pulled into my driveway and right into the garage with the garage closing behind us. Walt held the door open for us and as I climbed over Ken to get out both boys ran their hands up and down my legs and ass. Once inside we all undressed as quickly as possible. Jay and Ken admired my body and they were both in an unmistakable state of desire. 

"Hasn't she got pretty tits and a great ass, guys," Walt asked them? 

"Why don't you guys start sucking her tits and I'll eat her out for starters," Walt suggested. 

He dropped to his knees and began to eat me out, Jay and Ken then leaned over and each took a tit in their mouth. Within minutes I was coming all over Walt's face. 

"Let's take this up stairs," Walt said and led me by the hand up the stairs to my bedroom. 

I could feel Ken and Jay's eyes on me as they followed behind us. Then I felt their hands stroke my ass as we walked up the stairs.

Walt got my lotion from the bedroom and had me bend over the bed. He then thoroughly lubed my pussy and asshole with the lotion. Walt then lay down on the bed and had me straddle his cock. I eased myself down on his cock taking the entire length into my pussy. Walt thrust his hips up fucking me and rubbing his big dick along my clit. I was definitely turned on now and had almost forgotten about Jay and Ken until Walt told them to take my ass and mouth at the same time. 

The two boys agreed enthusiastically to this arrangement. Jay knelt behind me and eased his ample organ into my asshole. The cock slid in easily, lubricated by the pre-cum oozing from his dick. He grunted as his cock entered into my rectum, then with a mighty shove, pushed it in all the way to his aching balls. This increased the sensation of Walt's cock in my pussy. Ken positioned his cock at my face, and guided his steel-hard member into my open mouth. I took a hasty breath and sucked the tool deep into my velvet throat, squeezing the shaft with my muscles. Ken started to buck, moving his cock in and out of my throat, rubbing its sensitive head against my teeth, feeling my tongue stab his tight balls. The pressure of my sucking throat started the rush of cum in his balls and he braced to blast a load of jism into my waiting throat. 

I was twisting under the combined assault of over two feet of great cock pushing into my body. The nine-inch cock in my pussy was mashing against my clitoris, bringing on all the sensations that made for my massive orgasm, while the cock in my rectum was stretching my sphincter. The cock in my throat had me on the edge of gagging but I overcame the feeling and sucked on the cock like never before. I seemed to feel each cock as it pressed into me, and I let my whole being be swept up in my massive sensations that were crashing into my lust-drugged mind. I sensed more than felt the increase in the size of the cocks as cum started to explode from them.

The three men came at the same instant, their rivers of cum blasting into my openings, flooding me with the essence of manhood. I felt the spurts as the cocks emptied themselves into me, and I pressed harder into them to make sure that all of their cum was contained within me. A rising dizziness swept over me and I descended into a fuzzy world of whirling shadows, knowing little of what was outside me, knowing only that I was being filled with cum from the cocks of three throbbing boys. I tried vainly to recall myself back into the world of consciousness but was swept over the rim into the land of orgasm, and giving up the struggle, went deep into that world of Utopia.

The three boys paused after their cumming, and then changed places, each putting his re-energized cock into a new hole. They increased their tempo as my female form below and above them seem oblivious to the new cocks entering and battering my genitals and tonsils. I seemed to be taking all the cock and cum they could manufacture that day and still is was not enough.

Cocks entered holes, cocks changed holes and still I screamed for more and more. My mouth was dripping with cum but at each load from the cock in my mouth, I swallowed almost the whole amount. 

We fucked our brains out the rest of the day. They triple penetrated me all day taking turns in each of my holes. I lost track of how many times I came and the boys came at least once in each of my holes and maybe more. I was thoroughly fucked and I enjoyed every minute of it. I couldn't believe my fortune; just a few weeks ago I was relying on my dildo. Today I had over two feet of cock in me simultaneously for hours. How would I be able to live without these boys fucking me?

Finally the boys lay back in my bed, cocks limp, balls empty and my strength gone. I was a mass of cum, moving back and forth with languor, still dreaming of another cock for each of my openings. I could feel that I was empty, nothing in me, and I smiled. 

Severaldays later, I lay in bed fucking my pussy with a dildo and a butt plug in my ass when the telephone rang. It was Walt and he called to tell me that I didn't have to worry about his friends talking about our sex bout the other day. He also invited me to join him at a romantic interlude motel, which he described as having a Jacuzzi, mirrors on the ceiling, etc. I told him it would be hard for me to get away but he would not take no for an answer and told me to make up an excuse that I was out shopping. I agreed to meet him there in two days.

As I lay in bed I contemplated what had happened with his two classmates. I couldn't believe that I had allowed them to have their way with me. All I had to do was order them to leave, but I didn't. Instead I willing gave myself to them in total debauchery. As I thought about it I went back to dildo fucking myself imagining that I was being double penetrated again.

Two days later, I arrived at the motel at noon. Walt had reserved the room from noon to midnight. He had also prepared lunch and had served some wine. The wine was delicious and I exceeded my one glass limit. I felt very warm internally and very sexy. After lunch we relaxed in the Jacuzzi, the water temperature was just right and the wine was going to my head. I was feeling extremely horny.

We got out of the Jacuzzi and Walt dried me off, placed me on the bed and fucked the daylights out of me. He brought me off many times before pulling his cock out of my pussy and spraying his cum all over me. It was the first time that he ever did that and it was a turn-on to see all that cum shooting out of his cock and landing all over my body from my face down to my cunt.

We lay there for a while with Walt playing with my tits, pussy and lubricating my asshole. There was a knock on the door and Walt calmly answered it in spite of my apprehension.

"Hi come on in," he said and nine boys walked into the room. 

"Helen and I just finished fucking and she is all warmed up," he continued. 

"You can pile your clothes over there," he directed.

Within minutes I was staring at nine naked teenage boys all with erections of various length and girth. I knew I should get up right then and get out of there, but I didn't. Walt started directing the action and had one boy lay on his back with me straddling him with his stiff dick in my pussy. Then another one entered my well-lubed asshole and the third began to face fuck me. I was to remain in this position so that the triple penetration could be continued until all the boys were done. 

The other boys stroked their erections eager to fill any one of my holes, which they did as soon as one became available. As one boy filled my pussy, asshole or mouth with cum he would withdraw his cock and my vacant hole would be filled immediately with a fresh cock. This sex marathon went on for hours with each of the boys coming a minimum of three times. My holes were full and overflowing with cum and my body was drenched in it as well.

Walt finally called an end to it when it was apparent that all the boys were spent. They all cleaned up, dressed and left the room. 

"Let's get you cleaned up," he said and led me into the shower. 

He washed me thoroughly including my pussy and asshole. We relaxed in the Jacuzzi again and Walt told me that he put an aphrodisiac in the wine, which explained my horny relaxed state. 

"Time for your massage," he told me and I nodded and lay face down on the bed, after drying off. 

Walt gave me my normal massage that included the lubrication of my asshole. Then he popped a tape into the VCR, got back behind me and plugged my asshole with his huge cock.

"Watch this," he told me. 

I looked up at the TV expecting to see a porno movie. I was right however; I was the one in the video. He had taped the entire fuck session. I watched myself being triple penetrated by three boys while the other six stood ready stroking their big dicks. Walt fucked my ass slowly savoring the moment as we watched the video. All nine boys came very quickly the first time and the cocks entered and left my holes rapidly. The second time around it took longer for them to cum and some of them enjoyed spraying my body with their cum. 

The boy in my ass would pull out and shoot his cum all over my ass cheeks often the first blast would hit the back of my head or shoulders. The boy in my mouth would pull out and spray my tits with his cum and the boy in my pussy would shoot it up between my ass cheeks. I was so caught up in the video that I wasn't prepared for the barrage of cum that Walt shot into my asshole. He kept right on fucking my asshole and stayed hard as we continued to watch the video. Walt then came a second time in my ass before we both collapsed on the bed.

We lay on our sides with Walt's cock in my ass and I felt it softening. It slipped from my asshole and I felt a rush of cool air replace his cock. As we relaxed in the bed, I tried to imagine what else was in store for me. Clearly I wanted all the cock I could get my hands on or said better that I could get in my mouth, pussy and ass.



A Family Affair Ch. 04



Kentucky was moving into the dog days of summer. If July was hot, August was an inferno. The sweltering heat lay heavy over everyone and everything. The leaves on the trees hung lifeless waiting for a breeze to send them dancing but there wasn't a breeze to be found anywhere. 

It was humid enough to be a sauna, a person would be ringing with sweat after a simple walk to the mail box. Though the air was wet the ground was bone dry. Yards were yellowing under the sun and many people had given up mowing weeks before.

At seven-thirty in the morning Cathryn stood beside the doorway of the garage dreading stepping out into the garage where there wasn't any air conditioning. The closed off room was like an oven already as it never quite seem to cool down outside at night. She hoped she could stay closed up in the Boat Dock fight to keep the air conditioner going. 

But she knew better, no matter what the heat index reached there would be idiots that went camping. And when they camp they want to boat. So with a resigned sigh Cathryn stepped out into the oven-garage, got into her car, and immediately turned on the air.

Sure enough there was the usual Saturday line of people waiting on her when she made it to the dock. "If you just wait out here while I get everything ready I'll let you know when you can come in." She told them and locked the door behind her. First off she turned on the air and ten counted the money for the register. 

After that she turned on the radio to the local country station and she was ready to let then in. "Okay you can come in now."

Cathryn worked quietly and methodically. The routine was old hat by now. When the last customer stepped up she looked up and smiled. "Sam! What are you doing here?"

"I was on my way to Butler to see my grandma and decided to swing by and visit you. Then I figured I would go on to the nursing home, swing by Falmouth on my way back, and bring you lunch." Sam leaned against the counter and toyed with Cathryn's fingers. "Are you interested?"

"Sure, but what if Carrie sees you?" Her fingers closed over his without her even realizing it.

Picking up her hand he brought her finger tips to his lips and smiled. "I was near by and thought I would bring you lunch. That's all there it. Isn't there? Besides it's as close as I'm going to get to taking you out for your birthday."

"Out for my birthday...that's sweet. Well you better go so you can have time with your grandma before you bring me my birthday lunch." Cathryn quickly leaned over the counter and kissed him good-bye."

She watched him walk away then when back to her work. Her birthday wasn't for another week and it warmed her that he wanted to do something with her to celebrate it. Kent usually took her out for her birthday. She figured this year would be no different. He was already making noises about where she wanted to eat at. It really didn't matter to her because he would be there instead of Sam.

It had been almost a month now since she moved to the couch. For a while Kent whined about her coming back to bed. Then came the flowers, once a week he would bring home a new bouquet of some sort of flower. Next was jewelry that she could have cared less about. After that he tried taking her out to eat. But Cathryn would rather stay at home. Soon he quit trying to win her back to bed so she stayed on the couch and he slept in the bed. 

The only people that knew about the sleeping arrangements were Lizy and Sam. Both told by Cathryn. As far as the general public was concerned they were happily married and shared sleeping quarters.

It was twelve-thirty when Sam returned with a picnic lunch from Lee's Famous Recipe. The spicy aroma filled the cab of his red Dodge as they drove over to the picnic area. By pure luck they found an empty table. Kids ran screaming to and from the playground equipment. Somewhere a radio played the Top 40 count down. Parents were loungingn chairs chatting with each other and occasionally yelling at their children. 

"Sorry about this." Sam looked across the wooden table at her. "I guess this isn't too romantic." A ball bounced off their table narrowly missing the food. "Or private."

"It's perfect because I'm with you." Cathryn patted his hand and reached for her lemonade. "So did you bring a birthday cake?"

"You'll just have to wait and see won't you." Sam dug into his food with a smirk.

When they were finished Sam went to his truck and came back with a cup cake. He set the confection down in front of Cathryn and wished her Happy Birthday. On top of the gooey frosting sat a ring. A beautiful square cut emerald surrounded by small diamonds.

Cathryn gasped when she saw it sparkle in the sunlight. "Oh my God Sam, it's beautiful. You really shouldn't have."

"Of course I should. You can't wear my wedding band, yet, but you can wear this one. Just say you bought it yourself or Lizy bought it for you." Sam picked the ring off the cupcake and sucked the icing off of it.

She watched him slide the ring on the third finger of her right hand. "It fits perfectly." She said in amazement. "How did you know what size?"

"Are you kidding? I know these fingers, very well. Besides I remember Kent asking you before he bought that last ring for you."

"But that was long before we were together. You remembered for all this time." A tear formed and threatened to escape down her cheek. "Kent didn't even buy the right size then."

"I love you so I pay attention." Sam looked down at her watch and scowled. "I better take you back to work, your lunch is about over."

The cab of the truck was quiet on the drive back to the Boat Dock. When they got there Cathryn looked around cautiously to make sure no one was around before leaning over to kiss Sam good-bye. Their lips met for as long as possible before parting. Slowly Cathryn climbed out of the truck and watched Sam drive away.

From his rearview mirror Sam could see her watching him leave. The leaving was getting harder. He knew it wouldn't be long before he couldn't leave her. The way he figured it would be definitely be winter before he saved up enough money, if they could wait that long.

*****

The factory was even more scorching than the watery heat outside. Sam could feel sweat running down his back as the operated the machine for the gear boxes. The blue Weber t-shirt clung to him as he reached over to readjust the fan that was only ineffectively moving around hot air. He agreed to work over time that night so they could catch up from one of the machines being down. It was just more money he could save.

Grant wasn't quiet when he walked up behind Sam but he knew his friend never heard him. "Hey," he said and watched Sam jump in surprise and turn around, "I'm going out for a smoke break, wanna come?"

Sam turned back and put the machine on stand by. "Sure it has to be cooler outside."

"Why do you think I want to go to out?"

Grant leaned against the side of the building and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his shirt pocket. After he lit one he crossed his long legs and watched Sam. There was something on his mind but Grant wouldn't ask. If he wanted to talk about it he would say.

In the horizon, red lighting danced across the sky teasing everyone with the hope of rain. But farmers knew there was no rain with the red light show.

Slowly Sam turned and leaned against the railing on the landing to face Grant. "I'm saving up so I can marry her and put a down payment on a loan to buy her house."

Grant was quiet, not quite sure of what to say. Finally he spoke. "Are you sure she'll leave him?"

"Yeah, she'd have left him a month ago but I won't let her yet." Sam stared at his friend. "You want to meet her?"

Amusement filled Grant's green eyes. "Haven't I already. It's Cathryn isn't it?"

Sam's head whipped back up to look at him. "How did you know?"

"It wasn't hard. When you invited me to go to the tractor pull with you all I figured it out. The heat between you is hotter than this damn humid air." Grant paused and took the last drag off his cigarette before flipping the butt away. "I'm not the only one that's figured it out. I overheard several of the guys talking. Most of them believe that you're banging you cousin's wife."

"Shit." Turning, Sam stared back out toward the northern sky. "I thought we were careful. You know I'm not just sleeping with her. I love her, flat out love her."

Walking over, Grant leaned against the rail beside Sam. "I know that. You must because I know how close you are to Kent. You've said he's like a brother to you."

"Yeah, but I was in love with her before she married him. She felt the same for me but we were too stupid to do anything about it." Absently Sam glanced down at his cell phone. "I guess we better head back in. See you at seven for break."

Grant watched Sam walk back in and wondered what it would be like to be in love like that. Right now he was happy with single life, if he got bored with one girl her could move on to the next. They seemed to like his dark wavy hair and angular face. His dark brows arched wickedly over his sea green eyes that more than one woman has sighed over.

Unlike Sam's short, lean, and lanky frame, he was tall and built like the proverbial brick shit house. Like Sam, there wasn't a reason for the tight Wrangler jeans and t-shirt or western shirts other than that's what he liked. If women wanted to look at his ass he wouldn't complain. 

At seven sharp Grant was waiting by the entrance for Sam. "So when are we going out?"

As they walked to the truck Sam shot his friend a puzzled look. "What on earth are you talking about?"

"You asked me if I wanted to meet your girl. So I assumed that we were all going out sometime." Grant swung easily up into the four-wheel drive truck. "Of course I figured I wasn't supposed to bring a date."

"Yeah, I was figuring on going out or just having her meet us up here for supper one night. And no, you weren't going to have a date." Sam pulled the truck in to the parking lot at Arby's and looked over at Grant. "It doesn't matter now. You know who she is and I hadn't asked her yet if she wanted to meet you as my girlfriend."

"Well you better ask her. I'd like to know her better." Grant opened the door to the restaurant and looked back with a smirk. "Besides she's cute maybe she'll want a real man."

With a laugh Sam shoved Grant through the doorway. Grant stealing his woman was the last of his worries.

That night Cathryn got her blanket and pillows out of the closet and made her bed. Behind her Kent was watching her. It had been almost a month since she moved there and she still made no moves to come back. The flowers, candy, earrings, and apology hadn't worked. 

His brother, Jack, asked him if maybe she was getting hers someplace else. Jack knew about the no sex, but not about her sleeping on the couch. Kent couldn't bear for that to get out. Besides Kent knew that Cathryn wouldn't cheat on him so the whole idea was preposterous.

After she got everything where she wanted it, Cathryn set her alarm and crawled under her cover. She was lying on her side with her right hand next to her cheek. That's when Kent saw it. The brilliant flash of emerald and white hot diamonds shined on her finger where it had been since she received it six days before.

Kent's voice was full of curiosity. "Where did you get the ring?"

Slowly her eyes opened and Cathryn glanced down at the gems before looking back up at her husband. With no regret she lied coolly. "Lizy gave it to me for my birthday." 

"Oh, it looks expensive." Kent studied the ring from his chair. "She must have paid a fortune for it."

With a shrug Cathryn closed her eyes again to go to sleep. "It was a present. I didn't ask a price. Turn the light out on your way out."

He had just been dismissed Kent thought to himself. So he stood up and went out of the room turning the light off on his way. Quietly he padded up the stairs and slipped into the empty bed. He was losing her and there wasn't anything he could do about it. 

This weekend was her birthday and he was taking her out like he always did. He was taking her to some fancy restaurant in Cincinnati. Where she could dress up and he wouldn't know which silverware to use. Saturday night was his last chance to change whatever it was that lost his wife in the first place.

Even the people in the community were starting to figure out something was wrong with their marriage. He had only talked to Jack and Sam about it and they wouldn't blab his problems to the world. Besides that he never completely told them the whole story. He was sure that Cathryn won't have talked to anyone but Lizy.

Somehow people were figuring out if the pitying looks he was receiving were any indication. But not everyone was like that. Miss Maybelle was almost eager for any scrap of scandal. Every time she saw him she would clutch his arm with her surprisingly strong, fat fingers and ask about Cathryn and how they were getting along. Then she would ask about Sam and say how nice it was for Cathryn to fix him lunch once a week.

Across the road Maybelle sat in the dark watching her neighbor's lights go off. She was almost one hundred percent positive that Cathryn was sleeping on the couch while her husband had the bed. And she would be willing to bet every sweet in the house that the bauble she saw on Cathryn's finger came from Sam.

Other people were starting to wonder now too. Because her insistence that something was going on they started to pay attention. Started to notice the little things she saw from the beginning. They didn't think she was so crazy anymore.

It never occurred to her that some Wednesday she should waddle over to the James house and ring the doorbell and try to catch them. Or call and see if they answer.

She was happy with her speculations about what went on in the two-story Cape Cod once a week. Her face flushed with excitement when she imagined Sam pounding it to Cathryn on the soft mattress in the master bedroom. His muscles would be straining against the orgasm he was saving for the last second. Moaning she would arch her back against him, her nipples hard and slick with his saliva.

A shudder passed through Maybelle's body as she conjured up the images of the two sweat soaked bodies in the tangled sheets. With a sigh she heaved herself off the wildly flowered sofa and walk to her bedroom to face another lonely night.

Personally she didn't know what Cathryn saw in Sam. He was a skinny little shrimp. Why would a woman give up a great big bear of a man for that, she didn't know.



A Family Affair Ch. 04



Rebecca walked into the living room and smiled at her family. It was family movie night. The one night of the week when the whole family got together and spent time together as a family. Rebecca sat on the loveseat next to her brother and smiled at him. When he held his arm out to her, she moved closer and rested her head against his chest while he stroked her shoulder. Her parents were sitting on the couch and smiled at the way their children were sitting together. "So are we ready for this?" Ron asked putting his arm around his wife's shoulders. Michelle leaned against him as she smiled. 

"Yup, turn it on honey."

Ron hit play on the VCR and turned his attention to the screen. The screen was black for a minute the opened on a bedroom. The room seemed empty at first then a woman came from off screen and lay back on the bed. Rebecca gasped as she realized it was her mother. She was naked and laying back on the bed with her legs spread wide open. The camera zoomed in on her sucking on her fingers. "Mom?" Rebecca asked tearing her eyes from the screen and looking at her mother.

Michelle just smiled at her daughter then turned her attention back to the TV. "Just watch sweetheart, it gets better."

Rebecca turned her attention back to the TV and gasped. There was a strange man standing just to the side of the bed. "Who the hell is that?" Rebecca gasped staring at the screen.

Michelle chuckled. "Your uncle Mike. Just watch."

Rebecca's eyes were glued to the screen as Mike climbed onto the bed and moved between Michelle's spread legs. As he leaned his head forward all you could see was the back of his head and Michelle moaning. Then suddenly the camera angle shifted and you got a good view of Mike's tongue flicking over Michelle's clit while he slammed three fingers inside her. "Oh my," Rebecca moaned watching the action going on. She felt Alex's hand slip under her shirt and over her stomach. She looked over at him but all he did was smile so she went back to watching the TV. Mike had taken Michelle's clit between his lips and was sucking greedily at it as he slammed three fingers deep inside her. Michelle was whimpering and humping her body tight against his face. "Oh god big brother, eat me." She cried.

Rebecca started breathing a bit heavier as she watched her mom get eaten out by her uncle. It didn't help that Alex had worked his hand over her bra and pulled the material down so his hand was playing with her breast under her shirt. She moaned softly as he tweaked her nipple with his fingers. Ron looked over at his children and smiled, he could see Alex's hand working under his sisters shirt and thought that was a good idea. He let his hand slip under Michelle's shirt and started playing with her breasts. Michelle looked over at her husband and smiled as she pushed her chest forward against his hand while she watched the TV.

On the video, Michelle was humping her pussy wildly against her brother's face as he ate her out. "Ugh, fuck I'm cummminnnnnnnnggggg..." Michelle on the tv cried as she coated Mike's fingers with her juices. Mike drove his tongue inside her and started licking all around while Michelle writhed on the bed. Rebecca's breathing became more labored as she watched the video. When she felt her brother's hands leave her tits and start working at her jeans, she looked at him. "Alex?" She panted.

He pulled her pants open and slipped his hand inside cupping her soaked pussy. "God your soaked sis." He growled biting at her shoulder while his hand slipped between her pussy lips and caressed her clit. 

"Ugh," Rebecca moaned throwing her head back. She could hear her mother whimpering on the tv and wanted to watch more so she looked back at the screen. What she saw made her even hotter than she was already. Her mother was on her hands and knees with Mike behind her drilling her hard and deep with his 8 inch cock. She got a perfect view of Mike's cock slicing in her mother's pussy and couldn't hold back the moan.

While Rebecca was watching the screen, Alex dropped to his knees on the floor and started pulling his sister's pants down. When she realized what he was doing, she lifted her ass to give him an easier time. When he had them pulled down, he threw them to the side and pushed her legs open. He ran his finger up and down over her soaked pussy and heard her moan. "Watch mom get fucked by Uncle Mike sis, while I eat out this hot pussy." He growled softly before he lowered his head and licked at her engorged clit.

"Ugh..." Rebecca moaned keeping her eyes on the TV. She watched as her mother got impaled by her uncles huge cock. She was trying to concentrate on the movie, but when Alex started flicking his tongue over her clit and slid three fingers inside her and started sawing them in and out it was hard. "Ugh, oh god Alex, eat me while I watch mom get fucked." She purred lifting her pussy tighter to her brother's face.

Over on the other couch, Ron had his hand slipped down Michelle's panties and was fingering her furiously. Her pants were laying on the floor not far from Rebecca's. "Oh god baby, finger my pussy." Michelle purred feeling her husband's fingers drilling hard and fast inside her.

Rebecca tore her eyes from the screen and looked over at her parents. She couldn't see what her father was doing but she had a general idea from the way her mother was moaning. She thrust her pussy tighter against Alex's face as he continued licking at her clit while his fingers flew inside her. "Oh ugh, oh god Alex, eat me." She purred running her fingers through his hair and pulling him tighter against her.

Michelle lifted her hips and slid her panties down her legs very carefully so she didn't dislodge her husband's fingers from her hot slit. She kicked her panties off then spread her legs wider giving Ron better access to her pussy. Ron slammed his fingers deep inside her and used his thumb to press against her clit. Michelle was whimpering and humping her pussy against her husband's hand. "Oh yes baby, finger me." She purred leaning her head back against the back of the couch.

Rebecca had her eyes closed and was humping her pussy furiously against her brothers face when she heard her mother's moan. Opening her eyes she looked over at her parents and her mouth watered. She could see her father's fingers sawing in and out of her mother's hot slit and she whimpered as she licked her lips. She grasped her brothers head and pulled him tighter against her own burning pussy as she lifted her hips. "Ugh, eat me Alex, make me cum on that hot tongue of yours."

Alex locked his lips around her clit and flicked it with his tongue as he drove his fingers hard and fast inside her. Pussy juice was spewing out of her hot hole and he knew she was close to getting off. Her breathing was labored and the way she was humping against his face he knew it wouldn't be long before she coated his fingers in all her hot juices. "Cum for me sis." He growled against her pussy as he worked his figners faster inside her.

The TV was forgotten as Rebecca watched her parents. She watched her father lean down and take Michellle's nipple between his lips sucking greedily at it as he furiously fingered her hot cunt. Michelle was humping wildly against his hand and her eyes were closed as her breathing became labored. "Ugh, oh god, finger me I'm going to cum." She panted humping harder against his thrusting fingers.

Rebecca's eyes glazed as she watched the action going on in front of her. Between watching her parents and her brother feasting on her hot cunt, her body was on fire. She tangled her fingers in Alex's hair as she humped violently against his mouth. "Ugh, oh fuck I'm cummminnnnngggg..." She squealed suddenly as she coated Alex's thrusting fingers with her cum juice.

Alex pulled his fingers out of her and quickly replaced them with his tongue. He drove his tongue deep inside her and licked around trying to get all the delicious juice she had spilling out of her. "Ugh, oh god tongue fuck me." She panted thrusting her hips wildly once again.

Michelle heard her daughter's cries and opened her eyes. She glanced over at her children and smiled. Alex was on his knees with his face buried between his sister's legs and Rebecca was humping forcefully against his face. She felt Ron's fingers dig deeper inside her and his thumb was flicking back and forth against her clit as he chewed on her nipple. She held his head tight against her as she lifted her hips. "Ugh, oh baby, I'm going to cum. Finger me, don't stop." She begged. She lifted her hips, humping wildly against his thrusting hand. Suddenly she cried out and stiffened as her body spasmed with release. "Fuck I'm cummminnnnngggg..." She screamed coating his fingers in her juices.

Ron fingered her through her orgasm then slowly pulled his fingers from her clenching hole. He put them in his mouth and sucked all the juice off of them. "God you taste good love." He growled kissing her deeply.

Michelle returned the kiss and moaned as she tasted herself on his tongue. When he pulled away, she looked back over at her children. Alex was tonguing Rebecca furiously and Rebecca was humping against him like there was no tomorrow. Her hands were tangled in his hair as she thrust her pussy tight against his face. Her breathing was coming out in shallow pants as he pushed her quickly towards cumming. "Tongue me baby brother." She panted holding him tight. "Make me cum on that hot tongue."

Alex drilled his tongue deep inside her, drinking up all the juice she had spilling out of her soaked cunt. He worked his tongue quickly in and out as he reached up with his fingers and rolled her clit around. Rebecca whimpered when she felt his fingers on her clit and knew she was right on the edge. "Please make me cum Alex, I'm so close." She begged holding tighter to his hair. When he dug his nail into her clit she suddenly cried out and coated his tongue as she came. "Yessssssssssssssssssssss..." She screamed humping harder against his face. "I'm cummmminnnnggggg..."

Alex drilled his tongue back inside her once more then slowly pulled away. Rebecca was breathing heavy as she looked down at her brother. "God you taste good sis." He growled moving up on his knees until he could capture her lips with his. Rebecca tasted herself on his tongue and moaned into his mouth.

The children broke apart as they heard their parents moan. Glancing over Rebecca smiled. Michelle was on her hands and knees in front of the couch while Ron was behind her drilling his hard cock slowly in and out of her wet pussy. "Fuck me baby, oh god it feels so good." Michelle moaned lowering her head to the floor.

Rebecca turned back to her brother and reaching down grasped his cock through his pants. "I want to suck on your hot cock." She growled squeezing him through his pants.

Alex pulled out of her hand and stood up. "Take him out then sis." He said softly.

Rebecca smiled and pulled open his jeans. She grabbed them and his underwear and pulled them down until he was able to step out of them. Alex kicked them away then moved back in front of his sister. Rebecca reached out and grasped his hard cock in her hand. "Such a nice piece of meat." She cooed stroking his slightly.

Alex tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her head forward. "Take him in your mouth sis."

Rebecca opened her mouth and let his cock slide between her lips. She moaned as she took him into her mouth. "Mmmmm.." She moaned bobbing her head back and forth over him.

"Oh yeah sis, suck that cock." Alex growled holding tight to her hair and slowly thrusting his hips back and forth, burying more of his cock in her willing mouth.

Rebecca whipped her tongue over him and heard his cry of pleasure as he sent precum onto her tongue. She licked it up then dug around looking for more.

Ron drilled slowly in and out of Michelle's hot cunt as he watched his children. "Look at our babies love." He growled softly leaning down over Michelle's back and grasping her tits.

Michelle had her eyes closed, enjoying the slow stroking of her husband, but opened her eyes at his words. "They really have embraced the family fun havent' they honey?" She asked breathlessly as she pushed back against him and rested her head against his chest.

Ron kissed the top of her head then started moving a bit faster inside her, digging his cock deep in her well as he watched his children. Alex was fucking Rebecca's face hard and fast and she was whimpering as she whipped her tongue over him. "Ugh, oh god sis, suck that cock, it feels so good." Alex growled holding tight to her hair.

Rebecca reached up and pulled his hands out of her hair. She held tight to his hands as she pulled her lips off his cock. "I want you in my pussy." She growled rubbing her pussy against the couch.

Alex leaned down and kissed her hungrily, his tongue slicing into her mouth as he pushed her back on the couch. Rebecca moaned against his mouth as he lifted her leg and pushed it back. He leaned down a little bit and lined his cock up at her entrance. Still keeping his lips locked on hers, he pressed forward with his hips burying half of his cock into her wet pussy. "Mmmmmm... oh yeah." Rebecca moaned pulling her lips away and closing her eyes. "Fuck me Alex, fuck me good."

He started out fucking her with long, slow strokes, while he captured her lips once more kissing her deeply as he plowed deep into her body. Rebecca wrapped her arms up around his neck holding him close as she kissed him back. When his tongue slithered into her open mouth, she sucked greedily at it and heard him moan.

"Now that is a hot sight." Michelle panted watching her son and daughter fucking each other so slowly.

Ron looked up from biting at her neck to watch the younger couple. "Yes that is. She has such a sweet fuckable pussy." He growled in her ear as he fucked her harder and faster.

"Ugh, oh god, I'm cummminnnnnggggg." Michelle cried suddenly as she coated his cock with her juices.

"That's it baby, coat that cock." Ron growled slamming harder into her and feeling the cum boiling in his balls. He thrust hard burying himself completely inside her as he let go. "Fuck, I'm cummminnnnngggg..." He cried filling her with his seed.

"Aggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssssssssss..." Michelle cried watching the action in front of her as her body went into overdrive once again.

Ron pulled out of his wife and pulled her back onto the couch so they could watch their children in comfort. He lazily played with her breasts as he watched his son and daughter.

Alex fucked harder and deeper into Rebecca, making her squeal with desire as he brought her body to life. "Oh fuck Alex, fuck me it feels so good." Rebecca panted as she felt her orgasm rising hard and fast over her.

"Oh god you have the sweetest pussy sis." Alex panted leaning over her and capturing her mouth for the third time. His cock drilled hard and fast into her waiting pussy as he kissed her deeply. Rebecca returned the kiss with all the passion she felt in her body as she lifted her hips against his powerful thrusts. "Fuck me Alex, I'm cummmmminnnnnggggg...." Rebecca cried against his lips as she coated him with her juices.

"That's it sis, coat me, I'm right there with you." He cried tearing his lips from hers as he bottomed out in her hot well and let go. His cum splashing all over her insides.

Alex collapsed against Rebecca and kissed her softly. "God you are amazing." He panted as he pulled out of her and collapsed beside her on the loveseat.

Rebecca leaned over and kissed his sweaty forehead. "You're not to bad yourself."

Alex just closed his eyes and tried to get his breathing under control. He opened his eyes when his mother spoke. "So who's ready to change partners?" She asked with a grin.

Rebecca and Alex looked at each other then both stood up and moved over to where their parents were sitting. Alex dropped between his mothers legs and started tonguing her still wet pussy while Rebecca took her father's cock into her mouth and sucked deeply at it.

Before long the room was full of the sounds of bodies slapping together and moans and cries of pleasure. As the pleasure escalated to a boiling point everybody knew that this family fun would continue through generations to cum.

THE END!!!!!



A Family Affair Ch. 04



Authors Note - 

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

This is the fourth part of this little mini-series, and is probably best looked at after reading the previous episodes , but for those who can't wait, here's a little précis of events so far...

Paolo Wharton has a hot experience that he'd only ever dreamed of whilst on holiday in Italy. It set him thinking about a very strange, and enlightening, week! 

Paolo lives on the outskirts of London, a member of a big wide-spread family that stretches throughout Europe. At the end of his first year at University his family had arranged to spend some time at his Aunt's Villa in Tuscany, but for various reasons the rest of his family had dropped out at the last minute and he'd made the trip alone, but he was looking forward to it still. It was a chance to see Maria again.

At Pisa airport, he'd been surprised to find that his volatile Sicilian Cousin Isobella, 'Izzy' had appeared. late, to pick him up and drive him to the Villa where he was surprised to find himself the only male resident after his Uncle Flavio is called away on an urgent business appointment. That leaves him with his cousins Izzy, Ilse, Frieda and Aunt Luisa, but does that matter? The sun's out, it's hot and the girls have organised a tennis party at the families cooler Lodge in the mountains, so what could possibly go wrong with that? Except about everything! 

In the evening he has an extremely eye-opening private dinner with his aunt where he finds out some surprising secrets about family history. He's shocked to find himself surrounded be something of a female secret society whose sole aims seems to be to protect him from 'unworthy' women. But, as his Aunt demonstrates later, there are distinct benefits! 

I'm always interested in people's thoughts and comments if you'd care to leave one, and please vote too. All feedback is useful!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy...

Duke  

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18. A Trip Out

When the big Fiat estate car skidded to a stop on the loose gravel outside the entrance to the villa sending up a cloud of dust to envelop us, it was clear that the driver wasn't amused. Her face twisted quickly our way and gave us, and Ilse in particular, a distinctly venomous stare. Ilse, not to be outdone, returned the stare in kind. I raised my eyebrows to the sky. This looked like being a distinctly lively trip out!

It set my mind spinning again. Here I was on holiday at my Aunt's place in Tuscany. A just reward for a hard years work at university in England, and looking forward to a calm, peaceful few days before the daughter of my aunt's housekeeper, Maria, got back from her studies in Florence. And then my plan had been to turn a long term friendship as we almost grew up together into a romance. Simple!

Not!

Ever since my arrival at Pisa airport yesterday and the unexpected appearance of my volatile Sicilian cousin Izzy, my simple, ordered life had been turned upside down! Not that I'd been displeased to see her. She'd been the object of many a late night fantasy when I was younger, a little older than me but the owner of one of the most gorgeous bodies that I'd ever seen! It's just that I hadn't expected that she'd be staying at the villa as well, nor two of my other cousins, the twins from Austria, Ilse and Frieda, for that matter either.

And then my Uncle Flavio had been called away on business just as I arrived (very conveniently as I later found out), so I was the senior man in the house given that I soon found out that my older cousin Guilio was also away! It was as if all my male family wanted to avoid me!

Then there'd been the afternoon trip to the family 'Lodge' in the mountains to play 'tennis' with my cousins, which was when I'd found out that the object of the game was not to serve and volley, but to indulge in some distinctly closer encounters of a physical kind. Once they'd ripped off my clothes that is! I'd been surprised, shocked, aghast even... but eventually I'd put my inhibitions to one side and joined in with abandon! 

Only later when we'd returned to the villa had the doubts and guilt set in. Only for those to be later exploded by the revelation over a private dinner with my Aunt Luisa that it was all part of some old family tradition going back centuries! I'd apparently become the subject of a 'secret women's group', comprising my three cousins and my aunt who were tasked with looking after me as I made my way into adulthood. Ridiculous, but amazing! 

And later my favourite aunt, who'd dressed very appropriately for the occasion took me to her bedroom to 'seal the deal'. I suppose I might have complained that I was seduced because my Aunt was certainly dressed for the part, not that I'd realised at first, but it would have been hard to prove in court given the energetic way that I'd responded!

So, why was everyone so fraught this fine, sunny morning?

I suppose that it had started when I woke up to find Izzy straddling me on my bed and enjoying the feel of my mighty erection slowly rotating around inside her. There was only one way that that particular awakening was going to end! When we'd finally got down to breakfast though, I'd found out to my dismay that Ilse and Izzy had been arguing the previous evening over who should have the honour of waking me up, and Izzy had effectively 'pulled rank' after going back on a promise to draw lots. 'Drawing lots' indeed!

So there was a certain amount of simmering tension around during breakfast, and afterwards! 

When I'd finally managed to press them on what the plans were for this morning were I'd ratcheted the tension up a notch by flatly refusing to take part! It was partly the way they'd calmly explained it as we congregated later down in the hall before Izzy went out to get the car from the garage.

Their plan had been simple enough. To drive over to a nearby small market town and then find ways of making love in public. It was said so matter-of-factly that I did a quick double-take before realising that they actually meant it! And they all looked round in obvious surprise at my response, as if they'd never even considered the possibility!

"NO!"

Their replies had mostly been of the 'Don't be such a wimp!' level, but even then I'd held my ground, more scared stiff at the thought of public disgrace than angry. Then they'd altered their approach. Suddenly I'd found my personal space being invaded simultaneously by three very determined and sensuous young women who clearly didn't intend to take 'No' for an answer. 

I couldn't possibly just give in to them though could I, but after lots of light kissing and caressing by three pairs of mischievous hands, I finally gave way to the extent of saying that 'we'd see how it went.' I might as well have just picked out a white handkerchief and waived it above my head!

But that hadn't been the end of it. Just before Izzy set off again to get the car, Ilse piped up and said that as Izzy had got her way with me this morning (in more ways than one!), that it was her turn to decide the seating in the car. So, on this trip, I was to sit in the back with her and Frieda. Seemed ok to me, but certainly not to Izzy, who knew exactly what that would mean while she was driving. The resulting argument was heated and threatening to get out of hand when I finally stepped in, drew Izzy to one side and told her that I would indeed be sitting in the back - 'end of story!'. I'd been getting a bit fed up of Izzy's bossy approach to her position as 'senior' cousin in the group, so this looked like a good opportunity to assert my position, as only male, as well!

Her eyes had widened in surprise, and for a moment I thought that she was going to kick me as vivid emotions chased themselves across her lovely face, but eventually she just drew in a long deep breath, let out a stream of angry Italian, before turning on her heel and pushing through the big wooden front door.

"What did she say?" I asked Ilse as I finally let out the breath that I'd been holding in myself as I waited for Izzy to expolode.

"Oh, you really don't want to know... I mean REALLY..." she laughed as she took Frieda by the arm and followed the departing tornado outside. 

I'd been about to follow them when I noticed a figure half concealed in a side doorway. It was my Aunt Luisa. She was smiling, obviously having heard the exchange between us 'young ones'. It had probably been heard in the local village! She was wearing, as normal, a loosely fitting long summer dress, but I noticed that it was buttoned down the front and the top three or four were gaping open showing a nicely developed bit of cleavage. And, of course after last night I knew exactly what was hidden under the rest of the material. I felt an instant stirring between my legs as she came forward and lifted up her face to give me a light kiss of affection. 

And as she pulled back, my arms automatically wrapped around her slim shoulders, pulling her back so that I could kiss her back... harder and hungrier! She resisted for a second, but then pressed back into me as the hot kiss developed and we attempted to mould our bodies together as closely as possible, irrespective of annoying clothes!

When she did finally pull back and escape my clutches, we were both breathing hard.

"Goodness Paolo!" she gasped eventually, "...you really are... well, almost irresistible! But I can't deal with you now... much as I'd like to... but you will come to me again tonight though?"

"Are you kidding," I gasped back as I let my eyes wander blatantly over her slim, sensuous figure, that long dress wrapped perfectly around her bosom and hips actually looking more sexy that the short skirts that my cousins were wearing! "Wowwww!" I concluded.

She'd laughed at my response, pleased I think at my obvious admiration for her charms.

"I'll look forward to you then Paolo," she said with a mischievous lift of the eyebrows as she watched me head for the doors, "Oh, and well done with Izzy by the way! She needs bringing back to Earth from time to time. You're mother said that you'd be good for her!"

As I finally shuffled through the door and into the sunlight, a faint little laugh from my aunt following me as she watched how awkwardly I walked as I desperately tried to get my erection under control. It wasn't all that I was thinking about though. It was the reference to the fact that my mother had actually been involved in setting all this 'women's support group' up. I made yet another mental note that I would have to have a serious discussion with her when I got back to England!

19. Back Seat 'Driving'

As the dust settled around us from Izzy's screeching stop, I grabbed hold of the rear door handle and pulled it open, ushering in Frieda first, and then beckoning Ilse to follow. She wasn't having any of it though and pushed me onto the back seat in front of her before sliding smoothly in behind me.

I knew straight away that it was intentional, particularly as she eased into me as she settled down, forcing me up against Frieda as well. I was trapped in the middle!

They'd all come out dressed for the sun. Frieda was wearing a light flowery dress, full of creams and rust coloured patterns that buttoned down the front. It was fairly short and as she'd shuffled down the back seat, the hem had risen mid-way up her thighs, exposing lithe legs encased in tan-coloured stockings. I knew that they were stockings because the darker tan band of the tops had peeped briefly out before Frieda had eased the hem down a little. But not as far as it could have gone I noted with a smile.

Glancing to my right, I saw Ilse pulling her safety strap over her shoulder and the twisting motion had revealed that she too had put on stockings. But these were of the sheer black type, matching the chequered slate grey and ivory pleated skirt that was wrapped around her slim hips. Above that she was wearing a matching ivory, sleeveless top that had a breathtaking plunge down the front. The display of gorgeous cleavage was distinctly eye-catching and I suspected that underneath the top there must be a very cleverly designed bra making the most of her modest bosom. I'd seen Izzy's eyes widen and narrow when she'd first set eyes on them earlier as well!

In front, Izzy was classily dressed in a short cream skirt, wide brown belt and matching cream blouse. Whether designed for coolness, or brazen display, the material was so sheer that the fancy, lace covered white bra underneath may just as well have been worn on the outside! 

My rather conservative dress of beige slacks and loose, short sleeved mustard shirt looked positively dowdy by comparison. Maybe Izzy had been right to threaten to take me 'shopping' when she'd been making those rather derogatory comments about my dress sense earlier!

However, fashion thoughts were quickly shunted to one side as Izzy twisted round and gave us an angry stare. She seemed to be struggling for words as she scanned the three of sitting innocently together behind her.

"Right, it's only about twenty miles so we'll be there in a jiffy!" she snapped, before adding sternly, "So no 'hanky panky' in the back!"

I was struggling to keep a straight face. It was like being back at school, and in her anger, her Italian accent had modified her taunt to 'hankee pankee'. It sounded so funny. I could see that Izzy was about to blow when she saw me trying to control a grin, and when Frieda next to me began to giggle, I was expecting a volcanic response. But, somehow, Izzy's expression changed, her face seemed to relax and she began to smile, just as Ilse and I burst out into laughter! Then we were all laughing together, for ages!

"Alright," gasped Izzy after we'd settled down a bit, "I suppose that may have been a bit strong?"

She shook her head at our responses, "Well, ok, it was a bit over the top maybe."

"Alright, it was definitely over the top! But it's not fair if you three are going at it hammer and tongs while I'm having to drive!"

We nodded in understanding and I promised to keep the other two under control. That seemed to satisfy her and she turned back to the front and put the car in gear. 

Presumably she hadn't heard Ilse whisper in my ear.

"Control?...Us?...You've got to be joking!"

Nevertheless, we'd been driving for nearly ten minutes before I felt Ilse's hand slide onto my right knee. It may have been self-restraint, but I suspect the delay may have been more to do with the way that Izzy was sliding the car round corners! 

I ignored it for a minute or two, as I was in the middle of a conversation with Izzy, but the hand soon began to roam! It started to move in small circles, caressing the top of my thigh around my knee, but the circles gradually got bigger and soon began to stray higher up my thigh, with disturbing consequences between my legs!

I broke off my chat with Izzy and turned to give Ilse a hard stare. After all, we'd promised to behave! She just ignored me and stared sweetly ahead as if nothing was happening and I had to quickly cover her roaming hand with mine as is it finally approached the top of my thigh!

"Ilse!" I hissed, hoping that Izzy hadn't noticed, "Hey!..."

My head had snapped round to my left now as I suddenly felt another hand on me. This time it was Frieda, and she'd not bothered with the preliminaries and just calmly cupped the bulge that was quickly developing in my slacks!

"Oh..." I continued hopelessly, as my eyes raked up and down Frieda's legs beside me. 

Whilst I'd been distracted with Frieda, she'd clearly been busy undoing the buttons at the bottom of her dress, which now lay open from her waist! So now both her stocking clad legs were on display right up to the point where a flash of red panties peeked out from under the gaping dress. The bare skin above her tan stocking tops, framed by the red suspenders looked invitingly white and the overall effect was so incredibly sexy that I just stared, opened mouthed. From somewhere deep at the back of my mind, I heard Ilse pick up the conversation with Izzy so my sudden gasps and incoherence had probably gone un-noticed by the driver. But what didn't go un-noticed was the way that Frieda gently squeezed my half-formed erection and then grabbed my hand as I tried to protect myself.

I'd only just got over the shock of being 'touched up' like that when I felt, and watched hypnotically, her place my hand on her own knee, the feel of her smooth, stocking clad skin sending little electric sensations through my fingers as she guided it higher. I was half expecting that she'd stop when she'd drawn my hand up to her stocking tops, but she just eased her legs apart slightly and drew my fingers even higher up the inside of her upper thighs. The feel of her bare skin sent another shower of electric sensations showering round my body to congregate in a minor explosion between my legs as my erection got even harder!

"Frieda!" I gasped quietly in half protest, but it was a token gesture. By now my fingers didn't need to be drawn across Frieda's bare skin, they were exploring on their own, and this time it was Frieda's turn to let out a slow sigh of pleasure as my fingertips finally nudged up against the red satin pantie material that was wrapped tightly around her peachy sexual lips.

I explored the bulging, and slightly damp material for a few seconds, making Frieda wriggle as she tried to get them in the right place. Then she drew in a breathe, grasped my hand again and to my surprise lifted it away from that hot spot. I couldn't believe that she was going to stop me at that momentous point!

And she wasn't! With a quick shuffle of her bottom, she'd drawn the dress higher, exposing all of the bright red panties, and with a quick, almost practised motion, she slid my hand under the elastic top and forced it down into the curly bush hidden beneath! Satisfied that she'd got me where she wanted me, she let go of my hand and left it alone. Inside the panties, free to wander at will!!

I gulped as one half of me wanted to explore that soft little jungle straight away and the other half was wondering if we'd be seen by anyone, especially as we'd just passed a bus full of young people. I could have sworn that I'd heard a subdued cheer in the distance! I looked around in concern, but nothing seemed amiss. Izzy was driving fast, as usual, on the main road but it was fairly quiet, and we still seemed to be a fair way off any built-up areas. 

Primal urges quickly won through though and I my fingers were soon exploring downwards, over her pubic mound, searching for that magical slit below and all its hidden delights! She sighed again as she closed her eyes, leant back and lost herself in the delightful responses as her pussy reacted to my wandering digits!

Then I had another shock! My other hand was being dragged sideways now, and as I forced my eyes away from Frieda's gorgeous legs, I realised that Ilse too had hitched up her skirt and was in the process of urgently feeding my right hand into the front of her panties now as well!

"What!" I gasped as I suddenly had an eye-full of her long slim legs, black stocking tops and the bulging black panties that our hands were disappearing into! This time I wasn't quite so quiet when I gasped at the feel of another little jungle running through my fingers.

"You ok in the back?" I heard Izzy query as she looked at us in the rear-view mirror, obviously unable to see what was going on lower down.

"Aaaah... Yes, fine Izzy thanks..." I responded quickly, trying desperately to keep a straight face. After all, what could not be fine about having two handfuls of pussy to explore! 

My initial paralysis hadn't lasted long though and despite suddenly finding myself in yet another surreal situation, I was soon engrossed in exploring the two girl's private parts. My fingers had had an head start on Frieda's pussy, so were already starting to tease apart her swollen labia lips, and slide into the inviting warmth within. She was already incredibly wet, and this time her moan of appreciation was loud enough to have carried to Izzy in front.




A Family Affair Ch. 04



"Wake Frieda up, Paolo, that snoring is not very lady-like!"

I smiled casually back at her in the mirror, but it was difficult because my other fingers had now found their way to Ilse's inviting slit as well, and I was having to concentrate hard as I tried to co-ordinate my fingers activities. In the end, hard as I tried, I couldn't handle thinking about two separate explorations and ended up doing the same to each of them, letting my finger's trace their way symmetrically around and inside their moist slits, teasing apart their internal, inner folds and doing my level best to tease them as much as possible! In the back of my mind I was still slightly miffed that I'd let them take advantage of me in the first place!

This went on for a while as they both wriggled and squirmed under my increasingly merciless assault, especially when I'd started to rub up against their clits, but then I noticed that we were starting to see more buildings, and I sat up a bit as I realised that we were starting to drive into town. A town with buildings, and windows that would look down on us as we passed! 

Ilse was first to notice my distraction as my fingers slowed, and her hand quickly slid up my thigh and began to fondle the hardness between my legs in encouragement. But even this wasn't overcoming my fear of being caught and my fingers began to withdraw, only for both Ilse and Frieda to squeeze their legs together at the same time, trapping my hands in place!

By the time that I'd got over that shock, Izzy was turning into a big public car park and pulling up into a space near to a ticket machine.

20. Going Public 

When she'd switched off and finally turned round to talk, her eyes widened and her mouth opened, but she was speechless. After all, the sight of both 'junior' cousins sitting there with legs and panties exposed, with me in the middle, both arms splayed out sideways and my hands still trapped inside their red and black panties. Well, it might have surprised anyone into speechlessness, but not for long as far as Izzy was concerned!

Fortunately she chose to admonish us in machine-gun like Italian, and I think that only Ilse really got the message - not that she was that bothered about it.

"Oh lighten up Izzy," she responded as she finally opened her legs a little and pulled my hand reluctantly out of her panties, "If you weren't so anal about driving everywhere, you might get to relax a bit as well!"

I didn't hear Izzy's explosive repost though because Frieda's arm had wrapped itself around my neck and pulled me onto her, her lips hungrily searching for mine as we embarked on a long, hard kiss! 

I'd pretty much lost my self control by then. The combination of her sweet lips, her tongue teasing out mine and the fact that my hand was still wrapped around her wet pussy being major factors. I could vaguely hear Ilse and Izzy arguing in the background, but my other hand had lifted to cup Frieda's breast by then, and I was concentrating solely on Frieda until something they said finally filtered through!

I didn't quite catch the words, but it was basically Ilse telling Izzy that Frieda had said before we set off that she wanted to do it with me in the car park, and that that was as 'public' a place as anywhere, and there were plenty of people around. That was when I remembered the 'promise' about 'doing it in public'! So they'd been serious after all! Despite Frieda's moan of protest I had to pull away and say something.

"No... you can't be serious!" I gasped as my head came up and I scanned through the windows around the car. It wasn't quite as bad as I'd feared, but there were people around coming and going from the nearby ticket machine.

But Ilse was having none of it and quickly dismissed my protest.

"Shut up Paolo. You agreed to do it remember and look at poor Frieda. She's gagging for it!"

I couldn't help but realise that I was 'gagging for it' as well. Between them Ilse and Frieda had got me properly worked up on the journey over here. I was definitely wavering and Ilse saw it in a flash.

She leant past me, her facing passing mine in the process and she stopped briefly to run her lips lightly over mine before pressing harder and giving me just as hard a kiss as Frieda had been doing. But only for a few seconds before she pulled away.

"Mmmmm...nice Paolo... really nice...I'm starting to feel jealous of my sister already!"

But then she'd leant past me and was busy undoing the buttons at the top of Frieda's dress. Within seconds her nimble fingers had opened them down to her tummy and she was pushing aside the material to display a sexy looking red plunge bra that was doing a great job in pushing Frieda's ample breasts out and in my direction. 

I swallowed hard.

She wasn't finished there though as she almost fell on her sister so that she could reach round her to undo the clasp at the back and as she pulled herself up again, she dragged the loosened material up and away from Frieda's gorgeous breasts, leaving the bra dangling under her chin.

I swallowed even harder as I got another close up look at Frieda's beautiful breasts, pink nipples erect and just asking to be licked and sucked and teased. And I had just the mouth to do that! I think I must have groaned out loud.

"Ok Paolo, it's up to you now...and isn't it time those panties disappeared!" laughed Ilse as she shuffled back past me, pausing only to unfasten my belt and slide down the zipper of my slacks.

"Hey" I protested half-heartedly but I had already slipped my hands up the sides of Frieda's panties and begun to draw them down, fascinated by the sight of her dark bushy triangle gradually appearing from underneath. 

Behind me I heard car doors slam, and I looked up, shocked to see that Izzy and Ilse had got out, and we're heading over to the ticket machine about twenty yards away, where a small queue had developed. I couldn't believe that they'd left us half naked in the back of the car. Surely they could have helped cover up what we were doing!

Frieda was getting impatient though at my lack of attention and she lifted her hips to help me ease the panties down over her thighs. 

"Come on Paolo," she said huskily, breathing hard as the anticipation grew in her. My own heart was pounding as well as I quickly drew the strip of red material down her legs and off. I don't know why, but rather than throw them to one side on the floor of the car, I put them into my trouser pocket, and took a last quick look around. I had another shock when I saw a man passing between cars a few yards away, but breathed a sigh of relief as he continued on without seeing us. Ilse and Izzy were still by the ticket machine and had obviously watched him go by as well. They were both were laughing. Typical!

I wasn't going to stop now though, but clearly the quicker we got done the better!

When my gaze fastened back onto Frieda though, I was instantly switched back on.

She was laying back across the seat, propped up half against the corner and she'd lifted one leg up the back of the seat and hooked it around a convenient head rest while her other leg was splayed out sideways with her foot resting on the floor. Her summer dress was gaping but still held together at her mid-rift by a couple of buttons. The top and bottom however had been dragged apart by her wanton position and the pose was intensely erotic. Her tense young breasts were peeking out from below the unfastened red bra, but it was the way that she'd spread her legs before me that made me gasp in admiration, and lust! Her sex was completely open in front of me, leaving her looking totally vulnerable and totally inviting! Her curly black bush seemed to taunt me as I stared hungrily at the open slit below, her pink hole exposed by her evident arousal and just crying out to be penetrated.

She seemed happy at the effect she'd had as I shuffled into position between her legs, my hands dragging down my boxers to release a mighty erection that had been building so long, and had suddenly become impossibly uncomfortable trapped inside my pants.

Frieda's eyes widened as she watched it spring out in front of me, her hand reaching up automatically to feel and caress it, running her fingertips from the base right up to the straining tip and almost sending me into orbit.

"Ohhhh Paolo..." she whispered as she leaned back into her provocative position again, "...I want you so much..."

So did I! 

I shuffled forward between her legs, but there was something I needed to do first as I bent down above those two bulging orbs on her chest, taking each in turn in my mouth, suckling at her erect nipples, teasing them hard with my tongue and then nibbling them a little as well. Her head twisted above me and her hands raked through my hair as she responded to the shower of sweet, electric signals that coursed from her nipples, through her body and intensified the raging fire between her legs to almost intolerable levels.

"Please...please.. Paolo... I need you now...in me...now!"

My own throbbing shaft was telling me pretty much the same story, and I lifted my face to hers as I fed the tip right up to the sensitive muscles of her opening. Her sparkling, hazel eyes went dreamy on my as she felt me push forward and she let out a long sigh as my straining cock eased its way into her hot cavern, penetrating her aroused defences with ease and giving me an intense thrill as I felt her tight opening gripping my shaft as it went in! We both grunted with excitement when I gave a firmer thrust to finally drive myself deep and fully into her as our two bodies slammed into each other, sending thrilling vibrations reverberating around our sex.

We were both gasping for breath as we absorbed the intense pleasure of our initial joining, but neither of us wanted to wait. Straight away I began to pull back and thrust in again, starting up a steady rhythm that she quickly responded to, driving back at me on each thrust so that we met harder and harder. We were soon both grunting and groaning as we clung onto each other, our whole worlds now focussed on the intense, delirious pleasure radiating out from between our legs!

We were quickly going at such a pace that it was never likely to last long, but she was as ready as I for a climax and the thin low level moan that had started to escape from her lips quickly rose in pitch and intensity as I instinctively increased the pace of our fucking.

Soon we were both on the verge, and she clung onto me even harder as she felt herself teetering on the brink of her orgasm. It was all the signal that I needed as I changed gear yet again, giving her three or four really fast, short thrusts before finishing with a cry as my final plunge drove her hard back into the soft seat under her bum. It was enough for both of us though! She suddenly gripped me incredibly tightly as she tumbled over the edge and an intense climax coursed through her, just as my jerking cock filled her with my hot seed and I let out a long heartfelt sigh of my own as I felt the passionate tightening in my cock start to slowly fade. 

It had been so quick, so intense, that I just slumped down between her splayed out legs as I struggled for breath, and felt her grip on me slowly loosen as she started to come down from her high peak. We just held each other like that for long minutes as we gradually recovered.

Maybe too many minutes as it turned out!

I was gradually becoming aware of a sharp tapping sound on the car window behind me!

I froze! Just in the process of easing myself out of Frieda who's eyes were still closed as she moaned at the feel of me sliding gently out of her.

Looking over my shoulder, I was confronted with my worst fear. An extremely angry looking old lady was staring through the side window, jabbering some fast Italian and tapping at the window with her walking stick. Behind her was the upright figure of her grey haired husband, respectfully dressed and looking distinctly embarrassed, as if he wanted to be somewhere else, anywhere else!

But the affronted lady wasn't to be calmed and continued to shout as I tried desperately to get back into my shorts and pull up my pants. Then the tapping stopped and, I looked around again in horror as I heard her shout that she was fetching the police and saw her storming off towards town, husband in tow, looking apologetically back.

By now, even Frieda was aware that something was wrong, "What's going on Paolo? Oh God but that was good though...I don't think I've ever been filled like that before!" 

Any other time I'd have been thrilled at the compliment, but the prospect of an Italian jail cell was now dominating my thinking! "Come on Frieda, get dressed, we've got to get out of here!"

Fortunately Izzy and Ilse arrived at about the same time, breathless, probably from laughing at us I thought in annoyance, but they quickly got in to help Frieda straighten out her clothes before we all jumped out of the car and headed quickly for the cover of some nearby buildings. Izzy had turned to lock the car using her remote, and not a moment too soon as we stopped behind a low building and looked back. Just in time to see the old woman re-appear with one of the local police officers trailing along behind her!

21. Cafe Interlude 1

"Jesus Christ Izzy!" I gasped as we all turned and ran down an alleyway that led into town. I was about to expand on the stupidity of this public fucking idea when we stopped to get our breath back, but they'd all collapsed together in each other's arms, laughing uproariously. And eventually I felt stupid standing on my own and let a smile drift across my face, and was soon laughing with them as they drew me into their little circle. After all, I could hardly say that I hadn't enjoyed Frieda, and we'd more or less got away with it hadn't we!

So, after we'd finally got over the giggles, we set off towards town looking for a cafe. Izzy had wanted to go straight into the town centre, but I held my ground. After all that activity I needed some coffee and the adrenaline was starting to fade so I needed a rest as well.

"Poor thing," said Ilse with a degree of unexpected understanding as she took my arm and steered me down a small side street, "...anyway Izzy, we need him in top form for our turns!"

I shook my head sorrowfully. There really was no pint in responding!

The little side street soon led into a small square, overlooked by old apartments, veranda's covered with bright pot plants. In the middle was a large tree that threw out some welcome shade, and under the tree were small tables and chairs in front of a rather unprepossessing little cafe. It looked really peaceful and, after the events in the car park, just what I needed.

"They do good coffee here Paolo, and you can rest up as well!" she announced proudly as we settled down around one of the tables. The girls immediately started pressing Frieda for details of our little tryst, which was distinctly embarrassing for me, especially as the waitress arrived in the middle of Frieda's response. She was middle aged, her long black hair drawn back from her face, wearing a simple white shirt and black skirt with a short white apron around her full waist. She gave us a rather quizical look as she waited for our orders. I was just hoping that she didn't understand Frieda's rather expressive English!

But after we'd ordered three latte's and a cappuccino, Frieda had disappeared into the washroom to 'freshen up' and Izzy and Ilse were in serious discussion about what should happen next. 

"Look, don't I have a say in this?" I butted in. They both looked round in surprise.

"No!" they said together, and laughed, presumably because they'd finally agreed on something!

"Oh, come on Paolo, you agreed to this remember," teased Izzy, "and we won't let you get into any trouble..." 

"Ah... likely story" I said crossly.

"...well, not any serious trouble anyway!" she continued and they were both laughing again at my strained expression as Frieda rejoined us.

Anyway, it turned out that Izzy and Ilse had somehow managed to argue themselves into agreeing that each would 'manage' the other's 'public' display. I wouldn't have been surprised if they'd made bets on the outcome, and neither seemed bothered that I would be an integral part in the proceedings! So they were both eager to get off into town and make arrangements and drank their coffees quickly.

I wasn't so sure, and got up to go to the washroom myself, partly to delay things.

When I was coming back through the cafe, I nodded an 'hello' to the waitress who smiled back. I was about to say something when Izzy poked her head round the door and asked me to pay because they wanted to get going.

I raised my eyes to the ceiling, but turned round and went to the counter, where the waitress, in halting English told me how much we owed. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet, took out a note and in my best Italian, thanked her for the coffees. She smiled again at my atrocious accent, and beamed even more when I left a big tip. She really did have an attractive face when she smiled, which seemed to be often!

Rejoining the others at our table, I was debating who to go with. Clearly Ilse and Frieda were paired up, but did I really want to go trailing round with Izzy? Just then we were interrupted as the waitress hurried towards us. We all turned to face her as she came up to us and spoke again in her halting English.

"Signor, you err...seem to have...dropped these...at my...err...desk."

She seemed to be struggling to hold back one of her smiles as she leaned forward and showed me the strip of red material that dangled from her hand. I was actually trying to decipher her use of 'desk' for her 'counter' before I realised what she was holding.

"Those are my knickers!" announced Frieda in surprise, turning to look at me with an accusing stare, "If you're going to keep them as a trophy Paolo, you should look after them better."

When I glanced back to our waitress it was to see that she'd almost lost the battle with her smile and she was clearly giggling to herself when she turned away after I'd taken the red knickers off her and stuffed them back in my pocket. I knew that my face had probably gone the same shade as the panties as all the girls burst out into laughter!

In the end, I decided not to go with Izzy, in fact not to go at all. The little cafe was such a quiet and relaxing place to be that I decided to stay and have another coffee while they went off to sort out their Machiavellian plans on their own. It wasn't as though I had much chance of influencing anything!

I strolled back inside, and up to the counter, blushing a little I'm sure as the waitress turned to me. She looked surprised to see me.

"Oh, you've not gone off with your... friends?"

She seemed determined to continue with her English, but I was equally keen to practice my Italian so I replied that they weren't my 'friends', they were my 'cousins'. Her eyebrows narrowed, "I'm sorry, you really mean cousins... 'cugina'? But surely...?"

I could see the confusion spread across her face, "But I thought I heard your friend describe... and the panties..." she tailed off and I could see that she had blushed a little too. Clearly she was struggling to think of me having sex with my cousin! 

I just shook my head in apparent confusion , "We're very close... and they're very..." I struggled for the Italian, "...keen!" 

"It's not 'serious' though," I added apologetically for some unknown reason. 

"Mamma mia!" she said as her eyebrows shot up. I couldn't think of a response, so I just ordered another latte and started to scan the pastries under the counter. I really was hungry by now.

She watched me searching and made a little joke, "We...ahhh... don't have...the 'full english breakfast' I'm afraid..." I smiled back and told her that most English people only eat them when on holiday anyway.




A Family Affair Ch. 04



"But I do have new, warm croissants," she offered, "...with...ahhh... orange jam."

"We call it 'marmalade' in English, and 'fresh' croissants I think" I replied helpfully, pleased that at least we'd got off the rather difficult subject of sex with my cousins!

She repeated her new English words and gave me a radiant grin, "So...it is good to have someone visit my little shop to teach me!"

I smiled back, and we did a little deal to keep conversing in each other's language. It was really quite relaxing, although also a little confusing at times! 

I settled on a little bar stool by the counter as she made my coffee, and presented me with two succulent fresh croissants with butter and marmalade which I devoured greedily. As she worked I introduced myself and told her about my holiday at my aunt's villa up in the mountains. Well, perhaps not ALL about it! It was so easy talking to her, and soon I'd told her all about my year at university, where I lived outside London and about my family back home.

I found out that she was called Rosa, and in fact owned the cafe and had taken over the running of the shop many years ago from her parents. I was surprised when she told me that she had a fourteen year old daughter because I didn't think that she looked old enough, and I told her so. She smiled back appreciatively, particularly as I'd automatically let me eyes scan over her figure as I tried to re-assess her age. 

I had to admit that she really did look nice. I'd worked out that she must be mid thirties, but her hazel eyes were sparkling and lively and the white shirt was tight enough around her bust to display a promising pair of bulges above a very young looking narrow waist. The black skirt was tight around her full hips and short enough to display slim, tanned legs below her knees. 

My gaze finally fastened on her shapely left hand though as I realised that she wore no wedding ring. 

She'd seen my look and seemed to consider for a few moments whether to explain. I felt distinctly honoured when she decided to take me in her confidence.

"My husband left a long time ago Paolo. My daughter was very young and...well, I don't think that he was ever keen on being a father really... looking back, I'm sure it was probably for the best... but I didn't understand that for many years..."

Her face had saddened as she'd recalled the story, and I didn't know what to say. In the end I took her hand, which was resting on the counter, and just squeezed it slightly.

She looked surprised at the touch but quickly her beautiful smile was back as she, ever so reluctantly perhaps, withdrew her hand, and continued to tell me about her life since then. I got the impression that she'd been lonely at times, but I suspect that her parents had handed over the shop earlier than they might otherwise and, combined with bringing up her young daughter, she'd been kept busy.

I looked around, and there was still only one other customer, an old man sitting outside, drinking expresso and reading the paper. It didn't look a goldmine. I wondered how she kept going. 

"It get's busier later," she said, seeming to read my mind. She seemed quite good at that. I was just hoping that she hadn't scanned my thoughts when I'd been admiring her figure!

We continued to chat for a while longer as she made us both more coffee, 'on the house', and I was slightly peeved when I saw my cousin's returning across the square.

"It looks like your 'friends' are back Paolo," she sounded a little disappointed herself, "... so what will you be doing now?"

'If only I knew the answer to that one!' I thought as I stood up and fished out some more money from my pocket, taking care this time not to lose Frieda's knickers! 

"Ahhh, now there's a good question," I replied with a grin, "I'm sure that they've got something planned though!"

I handed over a note in payment, and she tried hard to give me change, but I wasn't going to accept it, closing my hands over hers as I insisted that she keep it as a tip. It was probably too big a tip I suppose, but she accepted graciously in the end.

"Arriverderci Paulo," she said as I smiled and headed towards the door, which Izzy had just opened, " Oh... and if you are still around, I do a good range of snacks for lunch!"

"That sound good Rosa, maybe we'll be back later." I responded, just as Izzy grabbed my arm and dragged me outside.

"Hey Paolo, I can't believe that you're on first name terms with the waitress already! We just can't let you out of our sight for a minute can we?!"

22. Shocks at the Shops

We hadn't hung around after we'd left the cafe.

Izzy had her arm looped into mine and she quickly guided us to the main square, which was very busy, where we paused for a moment to look round. 

A small open-air market on the far side was a hive of activity as locals and a few tourists stocked up on fresh produce. Many small shops fronted onto the cobbled square and they too seemed to be doing good, mid-morning trade. Two or three big cafe's had chairs spread right into the centre of the square and were so busy that I was really glad that we'd found our own, quiet alternative. It was hectic all round.

I was also keenly aware of the many stares and glances coming my way as a result of the scandalously sheer blouse that Izzy was wearing. There wasn't a man in the vicinity that wasn't appreciating her bra covered charms!

"You've got to be joking if you think I'm doing it anywhere around here!" I gasped in horror.

"Oh shut up Paolo, we're not that stupid!" she said a little snappily as she drew me down a much quieter side street a few yards away. Lisa and Frieda followed, arm in arm.

We'd walked about fifty yards from the main square when she stopped us, just as I was taking a sideways peak at a lingerie shop, the mannequins showing off some daring underwear that had a caught my eye immediately!

"Okay everybody, where here," she said. 

I looked around in surprise and caught Ilse's eye at the same time. She too was looking mystified. The small street was quiet here, the shops a little lower key than the ones in the square, but there were still a few people passing backwards and forwards, or browsing in the shop windows. What could Izzy possibly have in mind for Ilse and I here? 

"There's nothing here..." I replied, puzzled, until a shocking thought shot into my mind, "...you can't seriously expect us to drop our pants and fuck in the middle of the street Izzy!"

"I thought you were up for the challenge?" she teased, and I could see that even Ilse was getting a bit worried.

"Come on Izzy," she interjected, "...be serious."

"Okay, okay... my challenge isn't actually to do it in the street, although that would be pretty interesting," she added wistfully, "... no... it's in there..." She was pointing to the lingerie shop.

'Oh well, that doesn't sound so bad,' I thought. At least we'd be inside and away from prying stares. And all that fancy underwear looked pretty sexy. Maybe she planned for us to do it in a changing room. It could be quite fun after all!

"... in the shop window." Izzy finished with laugh as she started to pull me towards the entrance.

Ilse and I had both gasped as we realised what Izzy had said, but before we could protest, Izzy had pushed open the door and was calling a greeting towards the lady behind the counter. She was quite short, but trim and well dressed and it was immediately apparent that Izzy knew her well. Later I found out that she spent a lot of money here on her racy underwear, and looking around the cramped shop, I could see that there was plenty to choose from. Much of it coming under the 'pretty skimpy' category! 

There were only two other people inside, a couple of young women who were browsing through racks of flimsy, brightly coloured thongs, and looked distinctly surprised to have a man in their presence. Especially one that was still spluttering out whispered protests as he was dragged and pushed through the shop towards the counter on the side wall.

Izzy had a brief conversation with the owner, who looked at me with a kind of amused appraisal. She had tidy blonde hair in a modern cut that was shaped up her neck. Her short black dress was cut low enough at the front to display some interesting cleavage, and was clearly well-tailored to show off her curvy figure. I would have bet serious money that the black nylons covering her legs were stockings and not hose. She was probably in her early forties I guessed now that we were close up but she could easily pass for ten years younger. 

She was still facing me and holding my gaze when a smile spread across her face and she whispered something to Izzy as she passed her a large key.

"Not a chance Carla! We're looking after him for now!" responded Izzy with a laugh. 

It didn't take a master detective to work out what she must have said, so, to annoy Izzy, I gave 'Carla' a conspiracy laden wink! She laughed in glee as Izzy's frown darkened her face and she pulled me away to a door next to the cash machine.

"Be careful Izzy," she added seriously though as Izzy unlocked the door and pushed it open, "If I get any trouble from the police over this I'm going to be seriously unhappy with you... 'best customer' or not!"

Izzy didn't respond though and as she closed the door behind us, we found ourselves in a small storeroom. It was brightly lit and contained stacks of product boxes, including some at one end that looked more as though they came into the 'toys' category than clothing. I raised my eyebrows at the sight and Izzy laughed brightly.

"Carla keeps those for 'special' customers... like me!" she added with a broad wink of her own.

Ilse was more interested in what Izzy was planning though, and as Izzy explained the scenario, I forgot about the 'toys' as I tried to grasp what she intended. The concept was simple enough. We were to replace the shop mannequins in the window, and Ilse and I were to make-out in full view of passers-by. It was a crazy idea and I told her so. Ilse however let me down. For some reason that was totally beyond me she thought that it sounded incredibly exciting!

And that gave Izzy time to flesh out the plan further. We would be able to wear fancy dress party masks to cover our eyes and upper faces, and Frieda and Izzy would be there as well to act as look-outs so that we could freeze if anybody came too close. My rather reasonable complaint that we could hardly make love while we were wearing even the flimsiest of underwear was pooh-poohed by Izzy who went over to a wooden chair by another door and picked up what looked like a bra and panties set from an open box. They were black of course, but edged with rather fetching bottle green stitching and ribbons. I was about to point out that the panties, nice as they looked, would still be a barrier when Izzy smiled sweetly and pulled at the sides, opening up a gap down the front. They were split crotch! That shut me up, especially as Ilse had grabbed them from Izzy with a whoop of delight.

"Ooooh they do look like fun!"

The next ten minutes passed me by in something of a haze. Having gotten Ilse 'on-side', Izzy ignored my further protests and got on with it. I found out that the door by the chair actually led into the shop front display area, and she'd quickly drawn curtains across the windows while Ilse and Frieda pushed the existing mannequins to one side, leaving the centre of the 'stage' bare.

"Get the chair Paolo," ordered Izzy as she tidied away some small boxes. I looked around the storeroom but all that was there was the plain wooden chair that our box of 'props' sat on. It looked old and rather worn. Surely she didn't want that one?

"Yes, that one Paolo, " she pointed, sticking her head round the door, "come on, we haven't got all day!" 

I brought it in and set it down, Izzy quickly positioning it just off centre and half angled towards the window front.

"What's that for?" I asked stupidly.

She gave me a look, "Well, you'll need to sit on something while Ilse works on you!"

"What!" I gasped

She gave me another look, "Simple Paolo, you sit on the chair, Ilse straddles you and... well, off you go... all you'll have to do is sit there and enjoy yourself!"

Ilse nodded encouragingly, with a big cheesy grin spreading across her face. All I could see in my mind was a myriad of angry old ladies gathering outside while Ilse 'worked' on me!

23. Setting a Hot Scene

Back in the storeroom, Izzy picked up the props box and passed a pink bundle to Frieda, taking a lemon yellow bundle herself and finally passing me a black leather item. Ilse already had her black bra and panties, and the pink and yellow turned out to be equally sexy bra and panties sets that Frieda and Izzy would wear as they pretended to be display mannequins and kept a look out. I was actually quite looking forward to seeing them in those flimsy items!

I examined the stringy black leather straps I'd been given with puzzlement, but Izzy soon set me right. It was like a male G-string, but with a loop at the front to fit around whatever sort of erection I might manage. Izzy had decided that it would be better if it looked as though I was covered, even if I would be protruding straight upwards, and hopefully into Ilse!

Ilse's eyes already sparkled with anticipation and as I turned towards her to show her my ridiculous leather thong, she pulled me into her arms, her lips searching hungrily for mine. It didn't seem right to put a damper on proceedings by explaining yet again why this was not a good idea, and I soon started to kiss her back, letting her tongue force its way into my mouth before engaging in a breathtaking fight for dominance. 

My hands were soon raking up and down her sides, then grabbing her bum through her skirt and pulling her into me, encouraging her to feel the hardness that she'd instantly triggered! Her hands were around my neck, trapping us in our steamy kiss, and then her hips began to gyrate against me, rubbing her pussy up against my erection, and sighing at the way that the fire between her legs exploded and began to throb. It seemed like a promising start, and, despite the throbbing of the blood in my forehead, I heard Izzy vaguely in the distance.

"Well Frieda, they're not wasting any time are they! Maybe we should get undressed and into these little goodies!"

I just couldn't resist it. Even while I was being slowly suffocated by Ilse's serpent like lips, I twisted her round a bit so that I could watch them disrobe! It was hard to know what to concentrate on as Frieda pulled off her dress, and twisted to reach behind her for the fastening of her bright red bra. At first I was surprised to see that her little triangle of pussy hair was already bare until I remembered that I already had her panties in my pocket after our car park encounter!

Just next to her, Izzy had already slipped off her blouse and undone her belt. Her hands were at her waist as she zipped down her skirt and wiggled her hips to let it fall sensuously to the floor, leaving her standing there in her cream bra and panties and her matching suspender belt, long legs wrapped invitingly in her tan stockings. She looked absolutely divine!

But Ilse wasn't co-operating with my voyeuristic moment, and she twisted me back around as she forced me backwards and up against some shelving in her desire to grind herself up against me, her hot lips working even harder against mine, forcing me to concentrate solely on her. It wasn't hard!

Eventually she pulled away though, leaving us both sagging and breathing hard. Her eyes were fiery as she held mine in her gaze.

"Undress me Paolo...please..."

I didn't need a second prompt as I moved towards her, letting my hands run over her tight top, tracing the shape of her breasts before dropping down to her skirt and pulling the ivory material out and quickly dragging it over her head. She was wearing a deeply cut, black half cup bra underneath that was thrusting out her breasts invitingly towards me. She didn't turn, so I had to reach round her to trace the material around her smooth back, and she leaned into my neck to gently nibble my ear as I fumbled with the fastening. But then it was free and I pulled back a little dragging the bra with me and exposing her two gloriously pert little orbs. Her nipples already looked hard and pointy as I paused for a second to admire them.

I gulped as I reached out for them but she stepped back, "No, not yet Paolo, finish undressing me first!"

God, women could be so annoying! But I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me, as my fingers found and released her zip fastening before dragging it down her side and loosening the waistband. I almost ripped it in my need to drag it down her legs, and had to kneel to pull it to the floor and away for her feet. And as it had dropped, I'd had a beautiful close up of her thin black panties drawn tightly over her mound and milky white thigh tops above her black stockings. I slid my hands slowly up the inside of her thigh, feeling her tremble as my fingers reached her stocking tops and caress the bare skin above them.

But I couldn't stop there and Ilse gave out a long throaty sigh as my fingers searched higher, and slid over her smooth panties, delving between her legs which she obligingly opened a little so that I could slide my fingertips over her damp slit. I rubbed her in that sensitive spot for a few minutes while she groaned with pleasure and felt her respond by gradually forcing her pussy up against my fingers before my other hand grabbed the top of her panties and rolled them downwards. The sight of her beautiful, blond tufted pussy was mesmerising, and I paused for a minute to admire it. That was when I felt hands on my shoulder pulling me away!

"Come on Paolo, we haven't got all day!" said Izzy, as she pulled me up and began to unbutton my shirt.

I saw that Frieda had also appeared next to Ilse and was quickly removing the rest of her underwear and stockings. She was dressed, if that's the right word, in the skimpy pink bra and panties set that Izzy had given her. It seemed one size too small given the way that the panties pulled tightly into her pussy. It was debatable who looked sexier!

"Oi, careful!" I gasped as I felt Izzy unbuckle my belt from behind and begin to drag down my slacks. I was already painfully big, and Izzy was none too cautious as she dragged them over the big bulge in the front of my white boxer shorts. I turned as she was bent down pulling off my shoes and socks and saw that she was wearing the same type of bra and panties as Frieda, but in lemon, and by bending down below me I was staring straight into the marvellous cleavage engineered by that clever bra.

Frieda meanwhile had got Ilse into her split crotch panties and had pulled them up before giving Ilse the bra to put on herself. I was staring closely at the crotch of her panties trying to see where the gap was when I heard two exclamations of surprise!

One was from me, as I felt Izzy grab my boxers and drag them down as well, releasing my mighty erection to sway about in front of me. The other was from Izzy who had her fingers on her breasts, slowly stroking the pink nipples that had appeared from inside her bra cups. It seemed that it wasn't just the knickers that had holes in them! 

We all stopped for a moment. My eyes were fixed on Ilse's tender pink nipples as she slowly squeezed them between finger and thumb. Everyone else's were on my swaying erection.

"Wow"

"Mmmmmmm"

"You lucky thing Ilse!"

But that wasn't the end of our preparations. 

Izzy gave us each our fancy dress party masks. They were the same colour as our panties, and my thong, so mine was black with little flared wings at each side of the eye holes, flecked with silver. It just sat on my nose and had arms like spectacles that looped over my ears. Looking round at the girls, I was pleased to see that they did a good job of disguising our faces!




A Family Affair Ch. 04



Then Izzy picked up the leather 'thong' that I'd dropped when I embraced Ilse and quickly slipped my feet into it before drawing it up my legs. She unfastened something at the front before drawing it into my crotch and around my waist, one side of the front sliding around the side of my balls and swaying member, and leaving a loose leather end dangling. But not for long as, after pulling the thong up to my waist and through the crack in my bum, she slid the loose end around the base of my cock and up the other side, to fasten back onto the original strand just above my straining member in what seemed strangely like a large knot. It meant that my balls and erection were squeezed by a circle of leather and I seemed to grow even more as I got used to the strange feeling.

Izzy was left pointing to the large knot sitting on the top of my cock at its base, "Get the idea Ilse?"

Ilse was open mouthed for a moment as she suddenly realised exactly where that knot would strike her when we were making love, "Oh my God Izzy...that's fantastic!"

I wasn't so sure, but there was no time to protest as Izzy had pulled open the door into the shop window and was pushing Ilse through before dragging me behind. As we passed the door, I saw her reach for something but couldn't see what, and by then Frieda had hold of me and was sitting me down on the plain wooden chair. I'll confess to being consumed by the electric air of anticipation in the small space, especially as I watched Frieda turn to Ilse and rub her breasts briefly before slipping her hand down the front of Ilse's panties and giving her a vigorous little rub between her legs. Ilse's eyes were still riveted on the mighty pillar standing up from between my legs, but she closed them briefly as the electric sensation generated by Frieda's clever fingers swamped through her.

"Right Izzy, she's ready," announced Frieda, withdrawing fingers that were liberally coated in Ilse's juices, "... wow but is she ready!!"

24. A Window of Opportunity

I swallowed hard as I watched Frieda guide Ilse over me, her exposed nipples bobbing around tantalisingly in front of my face. She spread her legs awkwardly to straddle mine on the chair and I nearly leapt off it when she reached down and slowly ran her hand up and down my throbbing, taut skin!

But then she grasped it more firmly, making me grunt with pleasure as she guided it to her pussy, easing the tip between the opening of her pants and up against the soft, sensitive folds of flesh hidden within. We both groaned at that initial contact, but she was impatient for more and when she'd got me in the tight place, she sank down. It felt so incredibly fantastic as she forced me into her tight opening! And then deeper and deeper into her welcoming warmth! As she sank down to completely straddled me, her legs spread wide on either side, my cock inched further upwards, filling her completely. She let out a long sigh as she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me into her as we both wallowed in the exciting sensations that our coupling had triggered! 

I wasn't really concentrating on anything other than the way that Ilse's hot vagina was enveloping me, until I felt my arms being drawn together behind the chair. There was a feel of something cool on my wrists for a moment before I heard a sharp metallic click and suddenly my wrists were fixed together behind me!

"Hey...what!... Izzy!!"

Her smiling face swam into view over Ilse's shoulder, "Don't want you going anywhere when the entertainment starts!" she laughed, as she ostentatiously slipped a small silver key into one of her bra cups!

'Handcuffs!' I thought in exasperation as I remembered the way that Izzy had sneakily grabbed something as we came through the door. I might have known! 

But there was no time to argue. Izzy had bounced over to the curtains and was peeping through.

"Ok, all clear," she announced excitedly as she drew the two halves quickly apart and took up a position in front of us, facing the window, one arm at her side the other on her hip. Frieda slipped around her other side and placed one hand on Izzy's shoulder, and the other on Izzy's waist, her shapely back to the window as she faced into Izzy's sudden artistic pose. I stared out horrified at the empty street in front of us and we all froze for a few minutes as we got used to out mannequin posing! 

"Are you really all sure about this?" I gasped to no one in particular.

"Oh, too late for that now..., " responded Izzy hastily, "... freeze, there's somebody coming!"

I froze.

It wasn't easy though because Ilse had started to gyrate her hips, making my rock hard cock rub sensuously around her inner cavern.

"Ilse!" I hissed, "Stop that!!"

She gave out a long, drawn out sigh, but eventually slowed, although never quite freezing like me. Somehow I knew that she was still slowly rubbing her clit up against that tantalising knot on my thong!

I was sweating as I watched a man and women walking past the shop window. Would they stop?!

Fortunately not! The woman was chattering to him expressively about something so never even looked at us. Of course, being a lingerie shop, it was inevitable that the man would glance our way as they passed, and I could have sworn that his eyes widened slightly at the tableau that we'd created, but he didn't stop and was quickly diverted back to his wife as she nudged him hard when he didn't respond to something she'd said!

Then these two were closely followed by a man rushing down the street with a parcel under his arms. Fortunately he seemed in a big hurry, because he definitely did look at us and his eyebrows rose in surprise, but he too went quickly on.

I let out a ling sigh of relief as tranquillity returned to our street, but necessarily into our window display.

"Wow, that was fun!" laughed Izzy, "I could have sworn that second guy was going to stop!"

I didn't respond to Izzy. By now I had other things on my mind!

"Ilse, you need to stop that when people come past... oh...Oh Jesus! Ilse!"

She'd stopped rubbing her clit now, but only because she'd started to gyrate her hips again, and this time that soon developed into that to and fro motion that I was instinctively craving. As my cock slid slowly back and forth inside her we both let out sighs of pleasure as the fire in our loins started to spread. 

In the position that I was on the chair, particular handcuffed to it in some way, Ilse was more or less completely in control. And she soon set a steady rhythm that quickly got her going as she thrust down regularly with her clit onto that damned knot, as well as feeling my hard rod stroking to and fro inside her. I might not have been in control, but having Ilse fucking me like that, her spread legs squeezing my hips, her arms around me, her head nestled into my shoulder as she groaned with pleasure and her hard nipples raking across my chest. Well, it wasn't hard to let my inhibitions go and join in the fun as I felt her hot flesh gripping me so tightly - everywhere!

Then Izzy interrupted us again, firstly by groaning loadly and then calling out Frieda's name.

I reluctantly opened my eyes to see that she, our lookout, had closed hers! 

Not entirely surprising I suppose as my eyes dropped down and I saw that Frieda's hand was no longer resting on Izzy's hip, but had slid round and slipped into the front of her skimpy lemon bikini panties! And her expert fingers were busy hitting all of Izzy's hot spots and pushing as many physical and erotic buttons as she could reach. Izzy's thighs were repeatedly tensing and un-tensing under this onslaught as she swayed form side to side, using her hips to guide Frieda's fingers to all the right places. She sounded just as aroused as Ilse already!

I tried to ignore the way that Ilse's hips were now working faster and faster on me, driving my member so, so dreamily up and down inside her, and called across to get Izzy's attention. Anybodies attention! Somebody was bound to come along in front of the window soon!

"Izzy...Izzy... Oh God Ilse but that's good...IZZY!...Oh Shit! FREEZE EVERYBODY!!"

I'd just spotted three smartly dressed young women, probably in their late twenties, casually strolling into view. They didn't seem to be in any hurry, each carrying small bags of purchases, presumably from the main square. My heart sank as one of them seemed to look directly at us and pointed in my direction. Well it might have been in our general direction I suppose, but in my adrenalin fuelled state I assumed that it was directed solely at me. Right between the eyes! 

I was whispering loudly into Ilse's ear that we really, really had to stop and eventually she did respond with a long drawn out snort of annoyance, but she reluctantly slowed down and settled into my lap, consoling herself by gently rubbing her clit against my thong knot again! It felt like my cock was still surrounded by a raging fire though as her vagina seemed to pulse around me and I was really struggling not to automatically pump back at her. I breathed out a sigh of relief though as I saw Izzy's eyes flash open behind the mask and she too stopped trembling and swaying. It must have been a herculean effort because I could still see Frieda's fingers wriggling about inside Izzy's panties. Fortunately, the way that they were standing, I thought that the women wouldn't be able to see that action. I hoped!

I watched, mesmerised, as the women came over to the window. I daren't even blink!

There was a certain amount of excited chatter between them as they craned their necks round to get better views. I knew that they wouldn't be able to see that I was actually IN Ilse, but our pose was suggestive to say the least! Could they guess?!

I was starting to sweat as they continued to chat, pointing at our lacy bits of underwear, and evidently deciding which of them it would best go on before one of them leaned closer and said something. Then they all leaned closer. Fortunately they were looking at Frieda and Ilse. I knew instinctively that they'd spotted Frieda's hand inside Izzy's pants!

I shut my eyes as I waited for the inevitable cry of shock and alarm!

But all I heard was a lot of giggling and laughing, slightly dampened by the shop window, and when I dragged my eyes open again, I was amazed to see that they were leaving, heading back towards the square!

"Oh Jesus, they're going...," I gasped in relief, followed closely by, "... Oh Jesus Ilse be careful!"

As soon as she'd heard the 'green light' Ilse had begun to fuck me hard! She'd clearly had enough of the interruptions and straight away her hips began to drive enthusiastically up and down on me as if there was no tomorrow. I sucked in air as I felt her sliding up and down my shaft, her juices liberally oiling me as my cock was driven in and out of her electric vagina. It was fantastic!

In the background I heard Izzy moaning and gasping as Frieda evidently got the message as well and began to work her fingers hard between Izzy's swollen labia and, I imagined, giving her clit a regular and thorough massage as well!

But by now I'd squeezed my eyes closed and was just encouraging Ilse to get on with it. As fast as she could! If anyone else turned up it was just too bad!!

I found Ilse's rhythm and began pushing back up into her as she came down, making the leather knot hit her clit harder and harder and soon she was gasping and moaning in my ear. I was glad to feel her tightening as her orgasm approached because I knew that I wouldn't last much longer myself, my throbbing cock feeling as if it would explode at any moment. 

"Come on Ilse, Come on... I'm...nearly... there...!" I hissed into her ear, but I doubt she heard, or cared because, with a last, mighty heave she gripped my shoulders like a vice, a thin scream slipping out of her mouth as she launched herself down on me for one last glorious time and we both came at once! Big time!

I thought that I would never stop pumping my seed into her. The glorious sensation just seemed to go on and on and on! Surely she must be totally filled. I may have asked her.

But she didn't reply, just sinking down on me with a long moan, her thighs still tightly gripping me as her sweet convulsions rippled up and down her body. We were still joined, still slowly coming down from our climaxes, still feeling totally fucked! It was heavenly.

And just as I was starting to take notice of things around me I heard Izzy cry out in ecstasy as well. Clearly she'd been riding her own, Frieda driven, climax as well! It seemed too good to be true.

It was!

As my eyes slowly opened again, the climax finally dissipating from my loins, feeling Ilse's head still snuck into my shoulder, I gasped yet again. And it wasn't because, as I'd feared, there were a few people outside the window. It was because there was a small crowd! 

I recognised the three young woman who'd stopped in front of us before at the front, looking on in open mouthed surprise and glee as they'd watched the three of us climax together. But it appeared that they'd brought back a group of their friends with them who were all equally taken by the little show that we'd inadvertently provided! Unbelievably, there was a little cheer, followed by some enthusiastic clapping!! 

Not that we had time to wallow in our new found acclaim as I heard the door from the stock room burst open behind me and in rushed our flustered shop owner, Carla!

"Izzy!...what the hell have you done... you'll get me closed down!" she snapped to our rather second-hand senior cousin, still wallowing in her post orgasmic melt-down as she leaned on Frieda for support. Then Carla dashed past us to draw across the curtains accompanied by catcalls from the women outside!

25. After Shocks

The atmosphere in the stockroom as we got dressed was a bit weird to say the least.

We were all suffering from a mixture of emotions, ranging from sweet post orgasmic lethargy right through to an adrenalin fired urgency to get out of there before the law turned up!

My own nerves had been severely tested when I'd opened my eyes and seen the crowd outside cheering us on, and they'd been stretched even further when, in my haste to get up after Ilse had finally heaved herself off me, I'd got my handcuffed hands caught in the back of the chair and only succeeded in tipping the chair sideways, with me still attached, onto the dusty floor. I wasn't amused, and even the sight of Izzy hastily searching around in her bra cup for the handcuff key didn't distract me from giving her a piece of my mind!

For once she didn't respond!

Clara had dashed straight back out into the shop, ready to try and fend off any unwelcome intruders, so we were left to drag our clothes quickly back on in an embarrassed silence. It was the first time that I'd seen even the slightest look of concern pass over Izzy's lovely features, and even Ilse and Frieda were just concentrating on making themselves look presentable in a record time.

By the time that we swapped glances as we finished dressing and ready to go through into the shop, we were all breathing heavily, and not just from the sex!

I couldn't believe it when Izzy finally nodded to everybody, a signal that we were ready, opened the door and then pushed me through first! 

I'm not sure what I expected when, in a bit of a panic, I scanned the room. The store had been more or less empty when we'd come in, so it wasn't likely that we would miss the presence of the local police if they'd been called!

But, to my surprise, the place was packed! It seemed like all the women in the crowd that had gathered outside had come in, and were busy delving through trays of panties, rifling racks of pretty slips, bra's and suspenders. The changing rooms were full, and next to us at the till, Clara was beaming as she served a growing queue of customers. 

There was a general buzz and air of excitement about the place which stilled as soon as we appeared. Heads turned, friends whispered to each other and I went beetroot red as I felt all the women undressing me in that instant of recognition. So much for the masks! But at least they were all were smiling!

"Get a move on Paolo!" urged Ilse behind me as I was pushed forward into the throng. It was impossible not to make contact with some of the women as we eased our way through the narrow gaps between display items, and I felt more than one hand on my behind as I quickly made for the door, and heard a number of what I presumed were coarse suggestions whispered in my ear but fortunately my Italian wasn't entirely up to deciphering all the offers!

Behind me I heard Clara calling Izzy back, presumably for a bollocking, but my target was the door, and moments later Ilse, Frieda and I stumbled out, back into the sunshine. It was totally quiet and tranquil. We exchanged looks of amazement, and then fell into each other's arms laughing as we realised that we'd got away with it.

"Wow, unbelievable Paolo," gasped Ilse, "you were so big! I felt as if I was sliding down a flag pole!! God, we've got to do that again!"

I was pleased at the compliment, but Frieda jumped excitedly in before I could object about a replay. She was bubbling too, "And did you see the way that Izzy came when I got my fingers into her pussy! She was so wet already before I started on her. It must have been the sight of you humping Paolo so hard, Ilse!"

Our enthusiastic recollections were interrupted after a few minutes though by the re-appearance of Izzy. She looked quite stern.

"Did Clara give you a hard time?" asked Frieda in concern.

Izzy's lips pursed and I feared the worst.

"She was a bit shocked I think, but really, are you kidding! She's never had business like it!"

"And would you believe it," she whispered secretively as we leaned forward to hear more, "... she asked if we can come back again next week!!"

It probably took us a good ten minutes to stagger the short distance back to the square as we just dissolved into more riotous laughter! But we finally had to pull ourselves together in that busier area though when people started to give us strange looks. 

We quickly got back to normal and had a short argument about where to go next so that we could 'rest up' before getting onto whatever Ilse had arranged as Izzy's public performance. I resolved that one by simply ignoring Izzy's increasingly strident pleas to go to one of the fancy coffee outlets in the main square and headed off back towards our original quiet cafe that we'd used on the way in. I didn't entirely want to be on public display at that moment, mainly in case someone had actually complained about the lingerie shop display, but also, I guess, because I fancied seeing Rosa again.

Given that I was a key player in the next 'act', Izzy really had no alternatively but to swear expressively in a most un-ladylike manner and then trail along after the rest of us!

We were soon settling down at our old table under the shade of the big tree, and I'd noticed that the place was a bit busier than when we'd left. There were a couple of more men reading papers and a young couple with a baby looking at the menu a little away from us. But it was hardly bedlam. Clearly trade for Rosa was a bit of a problem.

This time it was Ilse's turn to head off for the washroom to 'freshen up' whilst the rest of us settled back to wait for Rosa who was busy serving coffee to one of the old men. It didn't take long and she soon headed our way, taking out her little notepad from her trim white apron in readiness for our order. She gave me one of her lovely smiles as she greeted us.

"Buongiorno Paolo, I'm pleased to see you and your friends have come back, have you been anywhere interesting?" she added with a rather expressive look that made me squirm a little in my chair as I knew exactly what she was implying.




A Family Affair Ch. 04



"Oh, nothing too interesting Rosa, just a bit of shopping really..." I replied until the words trailed off as I realised that Rosa could clearly see that we'd got no bags, and Izzy was giving me a 'what the hell are you talking about' look!

The moment was saved as Izzy and Frieda quickly asked for expressos and I'd just added a latte to the order when I saw Ilse heading back to the table. I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was holding something in her hand, but it wasn't until Rosa had turned to her to ask if she wanted coffee too that I realised with a sinking feeling what the black material was. 

"Here you are Paolo," she laughed as she reached us, letting the little triangle of her black, diaphanous panties dangle from her hand as she proffered them to me, "I suppose you should add these to your collection as well now!"

Izzy and Frieda thought it was hilarious in the background, but my eyes were frozen on Rosa's. Her beautiful hazel eyes had widened in surprise as her eyebrows rose at the sight of me desperately grabbing hold of the panties and stuffing them quickly in my pocket.

"Well, that shopping trip must have been just a 'leeettle' bit interesting I think," she laughed as she took Ilse's order and turned back for the cafe door.

I'd raised my eyes to the sky as I tried not to blush yet again. It really was impossible. My cousins just had no shame! But they were incredibly sexy and despite my renewed embarrassment I couldn't help but enjoy their attention!

I got up, and slowly followed Rosa towards the cafe telling the girls that I needed to add some food to the order to keep up my strength. The real reason though was that I desperately wanted my new-found waitress and linguistic friend to understand what a ridiculously complicated situation I'd found myself in. Would she understand? Would I understand in her place? Seemed unlikely, but I had to find out.

I glanced back and saw, to my discomfort, some women that I recognised from the lingerie shop entering our seclude square. That's all we needed. Our 'fan' club! Then I saw one of them look at me and raise a mobile phone. Oh no, who would she be calling?!

I switched my gaze quickly to my cousins from the doorway, laughing and joking together again. It really was incredible how quickly they could switch, in a moment it seemed, from arch enemies to bosom buddies! Must be something in the air. Then Ilse looked my way and winked expressively.

"Oh my God!" I thought to myself. It was her turn to set up the next 'display', and that wink was loaded, "...whatever can she have thought up for Izzy and I to perform next?!"

 (To Be Continued) 



A Family Affair Ch. 04: Conclusion



The Conclusion.

Following our adventure with the Symbian Orgasmatron, I was walking home, hand in hand in hand with my darling Mary and her neighbour, Katherine.

Mary was questioning me on the afternoon, the nine ladies and the machine that I had enjoyed having sex with.

"I thought you did very well, nine hot women and a machine that was nearly overheating. Ten cunts of which only one was imitation and you managed to cum in five of them. That's half. You must be completely shagged out. Which one did you enjoy most?"

Without having to think, I answered "I was talking to Katie," I started

"Katherine?" Mary suddenly said angrily. "This is MY man, you bitch!"

"Wait 'till I've finished." I continued. "Katie said that in her life, although it is essential to have sex with someone she loves, it is not essential to love someone she has sex with. I would go further... Sex is better with someone you love than someone you don't. My answer is that the best was the woman who I am madly in love with. You, my dearest Mary."

Mary swung round and hugged me, melted into my arms and kissed me more passionately than she had ever done before.

While we were walking, I mentioned that in spite of Peter Clarke being insistent that Jennifer didn't cheat on him. Giselle had casually revealed that she was frequently bonking him. Kate did not appear surprised, so I assumed that Jenny already knew about it and had told her friend. "Jenny is actually a tough old bird," said Katie, "She's Peter's fifth wife and needed some ammunition for when he eventually finds someone younger and divorces her. When she found out about it, she made Giselle write a confession and took her to a Notary who was not her husband's solicitor and made her sign it. I was her witness. The female solicitor specialises in divorces featuring cheating husbands. 

I've decided that rather than wait for Alan to divorce me," Said Mary, "While Jonathan and Julia are still at college, I'm going to divorce him on ground of desertion and infidelity. I must ask Jenny for contact details of her solicitor."

We finally reached Kate's cottage. "Would you like to come next door for a coffee to help sober up?" Mary asked Kate.

"Why not?" We went through the old farm yard to get to Mary's back door. There was a strange car parked there.

"That's Alan's car." Mary informed us in a shocked voice. We went into the kitchen. A fairly beefy rough looking man sat on a kitchen chair drinking a large glass of brandy.

"What on earth are you doing here?" Mary asked her wayward husband.

"I've had an argument with Sue and have decided to spend the night with my wife in my own house. I know Kate, but who are you?" he asked looking at me.

"This is John. He's my latest squeeze." answered Katherine quickly. "We've been out together at a social function at the Manor House and Mary has asked us back for coffee." 

Quick thinking, Kate. Well done!

Mary filled the kettle and switched it on.

Mary talked to Kate "You wanted to borrow a dress of mine. When the kettle has boiled, I'll take you upstairs and you can show me which one." She got out the cafetière and put three spoonfuls of ground coffee in it. The kettle boiled and she poured the water over the coffee.

Once the coffee had been poured, the girls left the kitchen, went upstairs and we could hear them walking across the landing to Mary's bedroom laughing as they went.

Alan struck up a conversation with me. "How long have you known Kate?" He asked.

"A couple of months. She's very pretty isn't she?"

"Not just pretty, the lads in the pub reckon she's a real goer. One bloke even claimed she's the village bike."

"She's eager, but tame." I answered "She only allows me to make love to her in the missionary position." I lied.

"I've heard that she likes it in her bum hole. Not like my wife, she has never wanted me to use any 'foreign' positions so I've dumped her and am now living with someone who even sucks my dick. Mary will never find another man, she looks too old now but if I ever find out that someone is sniffing around her, I'll break his neck. I would always find out. My daughter keeps a close eye on Mary for me."

"Where's your daughter?"

"She's at university in Manchester. She's a good girl, very pretty and still a virgin in spite of all the randy male students."

"You sad, disillusioned old man." I thought. "I've been screwing both your daughter and your wife. Now your girlfriend has chucked you out for the night."

"What do you do, Alan?" I asked.

"I have a market stall selling fabric remnants at six different markets a week. It's a man's job. None of this poofy office work. That's how we managed to buy and convert this farmhouse. Great isn't it?"

"I've only seen the kitchen but it seems lovely."

"I can't afford to divorce Mary, because she would want half. Come to think of it. Where are they?"

He thumped up the stairs and I heard him shouting at Mary.

The girls returned and Kate said "It's past eight, we'd better be going, John"

I shook hands with both Alan and Mary. "See you sometime, Alan. You too, Mary."

Kate and I walked hand in hand back next door with a bag containing one of Mary's dresses and the contents of my suitcase which she and Mary had hidden in the wardrobe this included my toothbrush and razor so Alan wouldn't find them which would have been extremely awkward.

"That was tense, Hans. Obviously, you'll be sleeping with me tonight. You would have been too shagged out to be any use to Mary, though. I pity her. She's probably going to have to let Alan screw her, but she's going to insist that he uses a condom in case he's caught a dose from Sue, and she will claim that she doesn't have any so she will probably escape that fate. On the other hand, in two or three hours, you'll be ready to go again. Lucky me!" At six AM, Alan will have to leave to set up his stall in a market in Leicester so you can get back to Mary."

"I was very impressed with your quick thinking when we got home. You were very smart." I said as we went in her door.

"Alan was too drunk to think properly. Thank you for improvising your part so well." Kate threw her arms round me and kissed me before undoing my trousers, pulling them down and taking my member in her mouth. "Mmmmbl mmmm boobl Mmmm!"

"What was that?"

Kate pulled her mouth away from my dick. "I was trying to say 'Enjoy this, but you don't need to cum'. Actually, you are quite firm so I was going to ask you if you would like use my pussy instead, but Mary has asked me not to. Do you need a shower after all this afternoon's effort?"

We went into the bathroom and this time I was able to watch the entire half second between when I yanked on her bow and her standing there totally naked. Impressive! She turned on the shower and I drew the shower curtain. My dick returned to its usual aroused size when I soaped her entire body, taking special care to cover her boobs and pudenda using only my hands and Katie soaped my chest, genitals and bum before rinsing one another off, drying each other with fluffy towels and although it was still light, going to sleep exhausted.

At half past seven next morning, the bedroom door was opened noisily, I heard a zip being undone and a second female body joined me in the bed. "Good morning, Darling." I murmured 

"Good morning, Hans" said both Mary and Kate from either side of me.

We were all lying on our backs. A hand stroked my left inner thigh from my knee to my crotch. Another did the same to my right inner thigh.

Both my hands reached down and each found a moist cunt waiting for my attention. I attended to both with the middle finger of each hand dipping my fingers into the two honey pots. The "Oooh"s and "Aaaah"s came in stereo before the duvet was thrown back and Mary's mouth went to my dick while Kate got on her knees with her minge an inch above my mouth. Mary gobbled my cock while Kate lowered her pussy until it was touching my lips. I started sucking it. Soon my lips were nibbling on Kate bringing aural responses that were getting louder and more frequent while my "Ooooh"s and "Umpht"s were encouraging Mary.

"Please climb on." I asked Mary and thanks to her love-juices and saliva she slipped completely on to me. It was so lovely to be making love to my girlfriend again without being under any pressure to perform. She jiggled on top of me. I realised that for the first time in my life, I was not fucking, screwing or shagging but actually making love. Alan was wrong. She was not getting old, she was getting into her prime.

We spent the afternoon, wearing only the minimum of clothing on the sofa watching an old romcom movie 'Breakfast at Tiffanies' on the TV. It was a romantic thing that suited our mood. 

Just after six o'clock the phone rang. It was Julia. "Are you alright, Mum? I've just had Dad on the phone and he told me he had spent the night with you. Where was Hans?"

Mary told her the entire story, skipping most of the detail of what went on at Jenny's house but including the facts that I had enjoyed sex with a few ladies.

"You're very lucky to have a stud like Hans in your life. Although he frequently asks me, I will never tell Dad about him."

"Hans actually told he loves me this afternoon. I thought that you should know that I've decided to start divorce proceedings against your Dad. It will mean that we'll have to sell the cottage. We'll get a good price for it. Enough for me to buy a little two up and two down in one of the villages round here or even move back to the town. I've made some very good friends here not least yesterday. I hope I can stay but cottages here rarely come on the market."

"Good luck, You have my support and certainly Jonathan's as well. I wish I could have been at yesterday's 'tea party'. Dad also said that Kate's found yet another boyfriend."

"That was actually Hans and we've been having a giggle over things that your Dad told him. In spite of knowing intimate details about Kate's sexual preferences, he knows nothing about Hans and believes that you are still a virgin." From several feet away from the phone, I could tell that Julia was laughing loudly. What? Oh yes, I'll pass you over. Goodnight."

Mary passed the phone to me. "Look after mum. Last night really shook her. I'll see you next weekend for our usual arrangement. Goodnight Hans."

"I accepted an invitation for us this morning." Mary suddenly remembered. "Mei asked us for coffee tomorrow morning."

"You are becoming accepted by the society of this village."

"It's all down to you, Darling."

"I'm afraid that if I screw other women, it will upset you."

"My desire is to see you enjoying yourself. As long as it's only sex and you don't fall for them, you can fuck whoever you wish, even my daughter. Just as long as you come back to me and make love to me like you did this morning."

"I feel the same. It would not have mattered to me if Alan had fucked you if you wanted him to."

"I definitely did not want to. I was looking forward to making love to you.

The next morning we walked past the church where the bells were ringing to summon parishioners for the Holy Communion service at half past ten to Mei and her husband's Victorian house on the other side of the village next door to the Manor House. We knocked on the door which was soon answered by Mei, dressed in a cream silk dress. She introduced us to Steve, her English husband.

"So you're the guy who was making love to my wife on Friday." He said as he shook my hand. "She said that you pleased her fully and she would like to have a return match. Mary is an extremely attractive woman and if she agrees, I thought she and I could balance the equation."

I looked at Mary who looked at Steve from head to toe and said "Of course, Steve. I need to have a drink first to help me relax. Do you have a G and T please?

Steve went to the other room to get a glass while Mei went into the kitchen for the Gin and Tonic.

"Is this OK, Mary?"

"Of course. I expected it."

Mei called from the kitchen "Ice and Lemon?"

"Yes please."

"What about you Hans?"

"Just a white coffee, thanks. Four sugars."

"Four?"

"I have to get my energy from somewhere!"

Steve returned. "So, Hans, you don't mind if your girlfriend sleeps with other men?"

"It's Mary's body. She can do whatever she likes with it, as long as she enjoys it."

Mary repeated what we had discussed yesterday. "If you love someone, sex must be a part of it, but if you have sex with someone, it's not necessary to be in love with them. All that matters is that your partner is there to make love to when you get home afterwards. Sex is fun, healthy and great exercise, as I keep telling my kids. When you love someone, it's essential that you provide them with sex. It doesn't have to be with you."

"That's what Mei and I feel. It's good to meet a couple who feel the same. "I blame the church and the wedding service. I may have sworn to love honour and obey Mei until death do us part forsaking all others, but I am an atheist and that forsaking all others bit is crap. I make good money as a land agent and we share it equally. Any large purchases, we agree on. We can fuck anybody we wish provided that it's somebody who wants us to. We are best friends as well as being lovers. What's wrong with that?"

Mei came into the room with a tray on which was Mary's G&T, my coffee, a large whisky for Steve and a clear tumbler. "That's my vodka and tonic with lime."

"Steve's been explaining his philosophy of life." Mary told Mei.

"Yes I heard him. It's mine too. We've been together for fifteen years since we fell in love in Singapore where he was working for a year and I was a housekeeper and courtesan employed by his company to keep the employees happy. I used to cook, clean and fuck whoever they send over. I was trained in every possible way to satisfy a man and I really enjoyed it. Steve and I fell in love when we were both in our early twenties. As we have matured together enjoying the swinging scene, our personal philosophies have merged. What about you two?"

"I've been married for twenty years since I was sixteen to the only guy I had ever kissed. I have two children, a girl and a boy who are off at university. My husband has moved in with the woman who used to be my best friend not long after we had converted to old farmhouse on the corner of the Leicester Road into a family home. During the past months since Christmas, I have started thinking about sex much as you do and intend to start divorce proceedings against my loser of a husband tomorrow. Hans has been an essential part of my life since February when I pinched him from my daughter's bed."

"I'm just a dirty old man who loves sex." I said. "I love it nearly as much as I have grown to love Mary."

While we were making our little speeches of introduction, Mei had started disrobing. She kicked off her shoes, unbuttoned, unzipped and unclipped her dress and very soon she was only wearing her trademark white cotton bra and panties while Steve held out his hand to Mary and led her into the hall and upstairs.

Mei turned her back to me. "Unclip me, please." I unclipped her bra while she eased her panties off her hips and dropped them to the floor on top of her dress. She shrugged her bra off so it fell onto her dress and panties while I cupped both her breasts in my hands and tweaked her nipples.

She led my by the hand up the stairs and into a large bedroom with a king size bed where Steve was kissing Mary. Mary had already undone his trousers and was unbuttoning his shirt. Her summer dress was in a pool on the floor leaving her only in a thong. Once his shirt was off, he stepped out of his trousers and eased the thong down to the floor. While I took my tee shirt off, Mei unbuttoned my trousers. They fell down and I stepped out of them. At about the same time, Mei removed my underpants while Mary pulled down Steve's boxers.

"I'm sorry, Hans. I'm not into any man on man action."

"That's Ok," I replied, "I'm entirely straight, too." His dick was only of about average size. It easily slipped into Mary when he laid on top of her.

Mei pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me on her knees. As soon as her pussy lined up with my todger, I started pushing it in. Her grunts and "Ooof"s were by far more noisy than Mary's on the other end of the bed. Through her heavy breathing, Mei told me "I hope you don't mind, but to apologise for losing my temper with her on Friday, I have asked Giselle if she would like to join us.

"Not at all." Said Mary.

"That will be lovely" I agreed.

"Great!" said Steve. "Last one to have an orgasm has to let her in."

"That's not me," said Mary "I've already cum!"

"I've left the back door open, so no hurry"

"Thanks Mei."

The bed had been bouncing and both girls enjoyed orgasms for what felt like ten minutes before a call of "Ello" came up the stairs. We didn't bother to call back, the sound of four people having sex would have very easy to follow.

The slim blonde French teenager came through the door. She was already removing her dark blouse and her pleated skirt was in her hand "I 'ave already been to confession and I confessed to what I WILL be doing and have had to say ten 'ail Maries." Her bra and knickers joined her shirt and blouse on the chair under which were her shoes.

Both Steve and I were on our backs with a lady bouncing on our knobs. There was about an arms length between us. Giselle laid with her pussy over Steve's mouth. Her head was above mine and she gave me a true french kiss for what felt like ages. Coupled with what my dick was doing in Mei's cunt and my groping Giselle's firm tits, the stimulation was too much for me and I shot my load into Mei's twat. Steve's munching on Giselle's pussy meant that she soon came too. Mary had been continually cumming as Steve thrust in and out of her.

Mei leaned forward and gave Giselle a deep kiss. They both moved their bodies so they were in the scissors position and ground their pudenda's into each other until they were both cumming repeatedly. Mary leaned forward until she was lying above Steve then in a complicated movement; he was soon lying on her back fucking her from behind.

I found watching my lover being fucked by somebody she hadn't known an hour before such a turn-on that my erection was re-establishing itself. Giselle's head was currently close to my groin and she noticed it, moved her neck and clamped her mouth over it. While her tongue was licking it, I reached down and tweaked one of her nipples. Her mouth closed tighter on my prick and if there had been anything left in my balls would have spurted it down her throat.

"I'm finished." I told everyone.

"I set the hot tub on the patio to heat up earlier," said Steve "Let's all soak our weary muscles."

We all went down naked to the patio where a small hot-tub was sitting in the sun. It had four places to sit in it. Steve got in first, testing the water first with his toe, then one leg before declaring it warm enough and sitting at one seat. "Come on, Mary." he encouraged. Mary languidly eased herself into the water and sat opposite Steve. Mei got in and sat on the left of Steve with her breasts supported by the warm water. I got in and sat opposite Mei with my dear Mary on my left. This left Giselle with no seat available, so after she had entered the water, she sat down on my lap with my stiff todger pressing into her firm arse. She wiggled until it was more comfortable with it between her thighs. Mei's right hand was below the water line stroking Steve's member and Mary was holding hands with me.

My free hand was free to caress Giselle's wet body especially her chest and perky nipples and she turned her head so she could give me a deep sloppy snog.




A Family Affair Ch. 04: Conclusion



Mei was using her toes to play footsie with me while Mary drew my hand to her nether regions so my fingers could frig her.

I think we were all enjoying ourselves and at least one other person when the sound of the pumps powering the jets in the Jacuzzi were drowned out by loud, female sounds of passion emanating from the open upstairs windows of the Manor House next door. The sounds reached a peak then quietened. After a few minutes, there was the sound of a door opening and Jennifer and Robert walked out onto the upstairs balcony. Jennifer was obviously naked underneath the almost transparent white cotton negligee she was wearing as her bush and nipples could be clearly seen.

"Those are the best tits in the village," said Steve "and she loves to show them off."

"Yes, I know," I replied, "I first encountered them about four months ago, then again two days ago."

"Not only does she like to display as much cleavage as she can, she also likes to wear really low necklines. At the Church Fête last summer, I swear I could see the tops of her nipples peaking out while she was drawing the raffle. The vicar's eyes were on stalks. My neighbour is a lucky man and a rich man to boot."

Giselle joined the conversation. "He may be verr rich, mais ee 'as a verr small peepee. Eet ees com une pencil, ten centimetres longue et une de diamètre. Il est le plus petit coq que je ai jamais touchée et je l'ai touché beaucoup. Je suis dix-huit ans et je perdu ma virginité il ya près de quatre ans. Tous les garçons de mon école étaient beaucoup plus grands et je les ai tous baisés. Monsieur Clarke ee eez terrible quand nous fais le rumpy pumpy."

TRANSLATION: "He may be very rich, but he has a very small penis. It is like a pencil, ten centimetres long and one in diameter. It is the smallest cock that I have ever touched and I have touched a lot. I am eighteen years old and I lost my virginity nearly four years ago. All the boys in my school were much bigger and I fucked them all. Mr Clarke is terrible when we fuck."

"So why do you let him fuck you?"

"Il me donne beaucoup d'argent."

Giselle stood up and instead sat on Steve's lap where his wet cock soon found its way inside the teenager's pussy and Giselle shagged him with tremendous gusto causing waves in the water level to jiggle both Mei and Mary's tits as they floated on the surface prompting my prick to get very hard again.

This encouraged me to reach over and stroke one of Mary's breasts and pinch her nipple which caused her to move over and sit on my lap with my dick inside her

Mei moved so that one of the pulsating water jets was directed onto her clit.

The general mood was such that both Mei and Mary orgasmed at the same time and Giselle was not more than a couple of seconds later. Mary kissed me extremely passionately.

Giselle informed Steve "Cela a été très bonne. I will not charge you comme Monsieur Clarke."

I'm about spent." I informed everybody.

"So am I" gasped Mary. We both stood up, got out of the hot tub and started drying ourselves with waiting towels.

Steve and Mei both put on bath robes and they accompanied us upstairs where our clothes were waiting as did Giselle who was completely bare arsed naked." I'm very sorry to have broken up the party, but this old body has seen more action this weekend than in the past few years. Thank you. We'll see you again as soon as we can"

We both kissed the others farewell while groping their bodies and they went back outside to continue.

"I know that a Sunday morning shag is a traditional entertainment, but that was exceptional!

On the way back to Mary's cottage, after we had passed Katie's, I noticed for the first time a front door in what looked like a tiny cottage attached to the old farmhouse.

"Who lives there?"

"I'll show you."

Mary dug deep within her handbag and found a key that she opened the strange door with. Within was a recently decorated, smallish room furnished with old furniture.

"This is my late mother's home. Alan and I couldn't afford to buy the farmhouse and renovate it so Mummy sold her house in Northampton and let us use the money on the condition that she could have a 'granny-annexe' next door and still own half of the farmhouse. As you can see, this is perfect for one old lady to live in. The bedroom is where I made Alan sleep on Friday night. Upstairs is Jonathan's bedroom which is accessed from the stairs in the main cottage." She showed me the kitchen, bathroom and bedroom containing Alan's unmade bed. "The slob. I'll have to do that later."

Finally she opened the last door, drew back the curtain on the other side and we were back in her cottage.

"Mummy died last November and left everything to me in her will, so I own Mummy's half of the property plus half of what Alan and I put in. In total, I own three quarters and Alan one quarter. That's why he won't divorce me."

She took me by the hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. "I need you to gently make love to me before you go back south." So that is what I did for the next hour and a half. It was completely different from just fucking her and far more satisfactory for both of us.

The following Friday, when I arrived at Church Fenton earlier than usual, Julia was already home. She gave me an extremely enticing kiss and told me that Mary had gone to the pub with Jenny to discuss her divorce while Peter Clarke was away for the weekend and that Julia must NOT fuck me yet. She suggested that we walked to the pub to meet them. 

At the pub we all had much too much to drink. When the pub eventually closed, we were invited next door by Jenny for coffee. 

Giselle brought us the coffee and Julia asked Jenny "May I try the Symbian, please?"

"Of course. Will you get it please, Giselle?"

Giselle brought it in, attached the standard dildo and clit stimulator and plugged it in.

"Eet eez besser if you take all your clothes off."

Julia faced me as she dropped her jeans, panties and tee-shirt . Her pubes had started growing again and there it was the first time that I had seen her full bush. Her pointy tits were capped by hard nipples and the sight of them was causing my erection to get uncomfortable in my underpants.

She then approached the Symbian, straddled it and let the dildo go all the way into her cunt. Jenny then started the machine on a low setting which brought a gasp to Julia's throat.

"Yes, yes, yes. Aaaah, Yessss."

Mary told me "Go and help her, Hans."

I moved close and rubbed her lovely tits, pinching her nipples as she leaned her head back so I could kiss her. Julia's tongue repeatedly forced its way through my lips as her arousal increased. Jenny turned the vibration up a couple of notches and started the rotation. The heaviness of her breathing required me to remove my mouth but I increased my kneading of her boobs. "Aaaagh, Argh, Fuck!" Her first climax took over her body. 

"More?"

"Yesss. Yess. Yesssss!"

The pitch of the sounds from the machine raised by several semitones and Julia came every few seconds. She reached out for me and undid the zip of my jeans. Her brain had been overcome by the sensations in her cunt and she was now doing everything by instinct.

Jenny turned the machine down slowly until it was finally still. Julia raised her arse so that the dildo slipped out of her. She leaned over, pulled my dick out of my flies and gobbled it giving me a welcome blowjob. Knowing that I would soon be pleasuring Mary in bed meant that I managed to stop myself from cumming, though it was difficult.

"Pete will be away until Monday night," said Jenny "so Mary says I can use you for an hour or two over the weekend, Hans, It will be great to get a full sized dick into me for once."

"Making love to Mary is my priority, but I would really love to screw all four of you."

"Don't you feel used?" asked Jenny.

"Yes but I really enjoy it. You are all such great fucks that I wish I lived here all the time and could have a different partner each night."

Mary looked disappointed "I often wish you lived with me and I could have you all to myself."

"When you are divorced, we can discuss that a lot further."

"I will make love to you every day except for the three days a month when Aunt Flo comes to visit when I can rent you out to the other girls in the village. Come on, take me home to bed."

I kissed Jennifer and Giselle goodnight and walked home holding hands with mother and daughter to the cottage where I made passionate love to the mother until dawn broke.

I woke about eight thirty to find that I had gone to sleep while still 'on the job' and my dick was still enveloped by Mary's tight pussy. Without constant stimulation, she had dried up a little gripping me inside her. I kissed her until she was awake and she relaxed enough for me to slip out.

"I hope you don't mind, Darling, but yesterday evening, Jennifer traded the details of her solicitor for an hour of your company this afternoon so before you fuck her, I want to drain your balls. If you go and make the coffee, I'll make myself beautiful for you."

I walked downstairs, naked and when I returned with two cups of coffee, Mary had, indeed, made herself extremely alluring. She had brushed her hair, had a quick wash and brushed her teeth, put on the minimum make-up, pulled the duvet off the bed and was lying there stark naked with her legs apart, knees bent with the part that interested me most on complete display waiting for my attention. She sat up so we could drink the coffee and when finished she laid back down and I was able to kiss and nibble everything from her eyelids, neck and ears down to her toes via her breasts and nipples before returning my attentions to her bald pudenda with it's mons, vulva and clit receiving the majority of my time.

Below me, Mary was squirming with pleasure and making the sounds that proved it. My fingers entered her cunt and tickled her G-spot while I licked her clit. She came explosively before dragging my head to where she could kiss me while I slipped into her tight little pleasure palace with its lumpy muscles and we started fucking seriously. She rolled me over so that she was on top taking her weight on her knees and rode me. Her boobs were jiggling above me as she humped me. Soon she came again. The convulsions that went through the lumpy muscles of her pussy were enough to break my concentration and I emptied my balls inside her. Mary leaned forward until her breasts were squashed against my chest and we kissed passionately.

We parted lips. "Thank you." We both said simultaneously.

"I love you! Making love to you is so much better than screwing the other girls. I'm afraid that you'll be jealous when I do that."

"I get my jollies by watching them give pleasure to you. I love to see you cum in them, the expression on your face is priceless. I'm not at all jealous as long as I know who you are screwing, when, where and I can watch it. Talking of that, Jennifer will be here in a few hours. Shall we have a shower together?"

In the shower, I enjoyed soaping Mary's tits so they were very slippery and my lover soaped my balls and willy entranced by the way that it got larger the more she rubbed it but when I squealed with pain after she had managed to get soap up my piss hole, she washed it off with the shower head and instead transferred her attentions to giving me a tit wank between her proud boobs. Despite being in her mid thirties, her breasts had not started sagging at all yet and she successfully managed to get me off. Several globs of cum landed on her chest with one landing on her cheek. I went soft again and soon we had rinsed each other off and dried ourselves with two bath towels from the radiator.

Once we were dry and standing naked Mary embraced me and said "I want you in my life permanently, Hans. As soon as my divorce has been finalised, I'm going to ask you to marry me."

I kissed her passionately enough to show that I accepted that. "Have you told the kids?"

"They both know that I'm happier than I have ever been with you. Jon is coming this afternoon and we can tell them both when you get back from Jennifer's"

"OK then, I accept. I had better put some clothes on before Jenny arrives."

"Part of the deal in her getting me an early appointment with her solicitor was that you visit her, alone."

"But that will mean that you can't watch me enjoying her."

"I know, but she insisted."

As arranged, at two o'clock I rang the bell of the Manor House and a minute later Jenny opened the door. She was only wearing the see-through negligee that she had been wearing on Sunday morning. Her dark nipples and her écu were highly visible through the sheer material. "Come in, Hans, I'm so glad it's you. The postman and the delivery boys from the shop get so embarrassed when I answer the door dressed like this!"

I entered the hall and closed the door behind me. "I suppose you're wondering why I wanted you here alone." said Jenny.

I assumed you wanted me to have sex with you. Giselle told me that your husband is very poorly endowed"

"Giselle's sexual appetite is higher than any one man can satisfy. Peter gives me everything I want apart from orgasms. He's very generous and great at foreplay and cunnilingus, but when it comes to fucking, he's useless. He's so small that I can barely tell when he's put it in. I want a man who will fill me like you. I saw you in the hot-tub last weekend with Mei and Steve after my session with the Symbian. Did you know that Mei was trained as a concubine from the age of ten? She knows more ways to make a bloke cum than I've had hot dicks. Over the past year, since I married Pete and moved here, she's been giving me lessons and I need somebody to test them on. That's why I invited you alone. Steve offered but he has developed ways to ward off Mei's techniques." She allowed her negligee to fall to the floor. "Do you like what you see?"

"From the first time I shagged you, you know very well, that even in the complete dark I loved every aspect of your body." I pulled off my tee-shirt and undid my jeans. Jenny helped me pull them down and gasped when she saw the size of the bulge in my underpants.

"What do you intend to do with that monster?"

"I'll give you one guess."

"If you intend to stick it in my snatch, you're out of luck for the next hour. I'm going to tease it until it erupts inside me. Let's go to Giselle's room. She's still hasn't come home from last night and is probably fucking some bloke she pulled at a club in town. The odour of jism in there is so prevalent that Pete won't notice, whereas in our bedroom, he might."

As went upstairs with me carrying our clothes I glanced across at Jenny's svelte body carried by her long legs that seemed to go on for ever and watched her huge boobs jiggling with every step she made. At the top of the stairs Jenny opened a door at the end of a short corridor and we walked into what was obviously a teenage girl's room.

There were cushions and candles everywhere and large pictures of naked men on the walls. Looking closely, I could see that several of the candles were in the shape of dildos. "Won't Giselle mind us coming in here?"

"Of course not. That little French slut will only be sorry that she wasn't here to join in. She will sleep with anybody. She has even seduced our gardener, Elizabeth's husband and he's old enough to be her grandfather. I'll give her this though, she knows her way round a pussy. She's given me some of the best orgasms since she came over, last September. She has been fucked by every member of the village football team. Do you like blow jobs?"

The question fazed me for a moment. "Of course I like blow jobs, I enjoy giving them too." I sat on the bed and Jenny's lips wrapped themselves round my cock. Once is was covered with her spit, she wanked it with one hand while the helmet went in and out of her mouth. We moved so we were both lying on the bed reversed so that I could return the favour as I licked around and inside her vulva and onto her clit. Her body shuddered as she came and she took my entire member into her mouth while tickling my scrotum. I gushed my spunk into her mouth and she swallowed it all. "Mmmm, salty!"

We stood up and Jennifer wrapped her arms round me and squeezed me close. Because we were both six feet tall, we lined up exactly with her fabulous boobs pressed against my chest and my dick pressing against her snatch. Our noses touched and she pressed her mouth hard against mine as she gently kissed me open mouthed. My hands crept across her bum and I squeezed her buttocks accompanied by appreciative noises from her throat. My fingers crept between her thighs across her perineum towards her vagina. "Stop that, Hans! Sit on the middle of the bed with your legs in front." I did as instructed and Jen also got onto the bed and sat on my thighs with her legs behind me with my cock pointing straight up between our bellies. In her hands she had two silk scarves which she used to rub against the naked skin of my arms and body.

She gently kissed me with her mouth closed before tracing her tongue around by closed lips a couple of times before forcing them slightly apart and running her tongue round the inside of my lips, nibbling my lower lip and edging her tongue between my lips and sucking my tongue into her mouth. Using her lips, she rolled my tongue into a tube and sucked it in and out of my mouth as if she were giving me a blow-job. I was getting totally turned on and I couldn't wait to couple with her.

Some lube was squeezed onto her hands and after rubbing her hands together so the lube was spread across them, she fondled my balls while sucking my dick. It felt as if two mouths were being used on me.

I felt so turned on that I risked kissing her neck while rubbing her tits. "No hickies, please." reminded me that her husband had banned her from having sex with other people.

She pushed me back so I was lying on my back. "Please. Please. Please." I begged "I can't wait any longer."

She lay down on top of me, kissed me and said "OK? Fuck me." as she shifted her pudenda so that I easily slipped inside. Then she bounced her arse up and down driving my knob so far in that it kept colliding with her cervix before sitting back up so I could watch her boobs jiggling up and down.

She tipped backward so she was now bent at the knees, lying on my legs. My knob was now pressing against her G-spot giving her intense pleasure as I could tell from her breathing. Jenny now started contracting her Kegel muscles then releasing them. "That's really good!" She sat back upright again and as she pounded away on my cock, her bum repeatedly slapped against my thighs making a lot of noise but not enough to drown out her mewling and grunts which increased when I pinched her nipples. She came shuddering as another orgasm took hold of her body. The contractions of the muscles in her cunt were enough to get me off as well and I spurted the rest of the contents of my balls inside her.

"Thank you. That was a good one." She said as we disconnected before she moved so that she could lick all the spunk off my todger. "You had better get dressed and go home to Mary. I promised her I would only need you for an hour and you've been here for longer than that."

"Mary said she had agreed to you using me for an hour or two and I reckon that once I've recovered, there will still be time for another good shag."

Jenny looked at the bedside clock. "Okey Dokey, but let's get your dong hard again. It's amazing that it's only half the length it was a few minutes ago. If I'd realised that Mary didn't want you back for another hour, I wouldn't have been so greedy." We kissed extremely passionately knowing that we would very soon be fucking again and a few minutes later, my dick twitched as it came to life again.




A Family Affair Ch. 04: Conclusion



"I think it needs CPR, let me try." Soon the movement of her lips on my cock had revived it to its usual size. 

We were interrupted by the sounds of footsteps walking down the corridor outside. The door opened and Giselle and a bloke I had never seen before came into the room, "Madame!" spluttered Giselle "Purquois mon lit?" she continued in slight shock.

Jenny explained that she didn't want her husband to detect any odours of sex in her own bedroom.

"Utilisez l'écurie." suggested the au paire "Zees eez Maarten." She went on to explain that he was Dutch and the flatmate of her previous night's conquest who she had made the offer of her body to in return for a lift home. The tumescence in Maarten's trousers dissipated as soon as he realised that the prospect of a foursome including two hot women was fast disappearing. The guy she had pulled at a club last night had taken her home but in spite of being good looking, he was disappointing in bed. "'Ee 'ad what you call ze brewers' droop." Therefore, she had got out of bed and gone to the living room where Maarten was watching porn. "Maarten was easy to seduce and 'ee was fucking me en moins de cinq minutes. Mainenant allez à l'écurie et il peut me baiser dans mon propre lit"

"Hans needs to go home in less than an hour," stated Jennifer, "so I'll be back for a threesome if you fancy it."

Maarten nodded and as suggested, Jen led me outside to the stables. I had put my jeans back on and Jenny her see through negligee through which I could watch her trim backside undulate while she walked out of the back door, across the yard towards the three stables on the other side.

"These are my horses." Said Jenny proudly. Looking over the middle half- door was a magnificent black horse. "This is Major" She opened the door so we could see in. Major was obviously a stallion. His cock and balls were the definition of 'to be hung like a horse.' "Peter rides him."

After closing the bottom half of Major's door, she stroked his nose and opened the left hand door. "This is my pony, she's called Holly because Pete gave her to me as a Christmas present." Holly was a chestnut mare with a white patch on her nose. Jenny kissed her nose and closed the bottom half of the stable door and led me to the right hand stable "I'm going to ride you now!"

Inside the floor was covered with bales of straw and hay. It had obviously been used for a party as empty wine and beer bottles had been discarded on the floor as had empty condom boxes and wrappers. A few old blankets were draped over the bales and a stack of CDs were beside a CD player. "Sorry about the mess," apologised Jennifer, "Giselle had her eighteenth birthday party out her a month ago and she hasn't cleared it up yet." While apologising, Jenny shook out a horse blanket and draped it over a hay bale. When done, she undid my jeans, helped me out of my clothes and hung them over an old iron hook. She looked at my cock. "That's a very disappointing hard-on!"

"If you do a sexy strip-tease for me, I'm sure it will harden for you."

She chose a CD from the pile - Chill Trance Essentials -- and played it. As the music throbbed through the air, she slowly removed her negligee, writhing her body in time with the beat as the garment came off. She was completely naked and my dick was showing its appreciation. In the centre of the stable was an old oak post supporting the ceiling and she used this as a stripper would use a steel pole. Several times she leaned back and dibbed a middle finger into her glistening pussy. She was ready for me again!

I lay back on the blanket covering the hay bale with a leg on each side and my dick vertical and Jenny stopped dancing, came over and mounted my todger. "That's much better, Hans." 

My hands caressed her silky arse as she rode me. "Now my tits!" I was enjoying watching them bounce up and down as they jiggled in time with her humping. Her heavy breathing and gasps as I hit her G-spot turned into mewling as she approached a climax. She may have had a posh accent, but her language came from the sewer especially when each orgasm struck.

Next door, I could hear that Major was getting agitated by all the noise that his mistress was making. Jenny uncoupled us, put on her negligee and went outside to calm him down. I could hear her talking gently to him. She was soon back and after hanging her negligee on the hook with my clothes she helped me to my feet kissing me as she did while I stroked her tits and squeezed her nipples. She lowered herself beside the bale I had been lying on with her knees on the floor on one side and her arms on the floor on the other side leaving her bum in the air supported where possible by the bale.

"You've only got a quarter of an hour left. Make me cum again please." I lined myself up behind her and tried to enter one of the offered orifices. "Wrong hole! Wrong hole!" I withdrew and instead entered the other one which was wonderfully slippery and a massive pleasure to be inside. That pleasure increased dramatically when she squeezes each muscle in turn along the length of my cock. This time it was me who was grunting and 'ooft'ing with pleasure. I thrust in and out of her as we both came towards the boil. Jenny had her fist in her mouth so that she wouldn't upset the horses. I beat her and pumped what felt like a pint of spunk into her cunt. Jenny soon followed me with an orgasm of epic proportions and I felt liquid all over my legs as she squirted over the hay and the parts of me that were in the way.

We closed the stable after us and went across the yard to the house where Jennifer passionately kissed me goodbye before letting me out of the house and returning to Maarten and Giselle for the promised threesome.

I went back to Mary's cottage where Jonathan had turned up to visit his mother.

"Did you have a lovely time, Hans?"

"Yes thank you, darling."

"How many times did you fuck her?"

I had to think. "Only three times."

"Was she as good as me?" "Mei wasn't there."

I brushed the hair away from her neck, kissed her there, and was rewarded with a moan. Encouraged, I unzipped her dress and ran my hand down the warm skin of her back.

"We shouldn't be doing this," she murmured. "Jonathan might come in."

She shrugged the dress off her shoulders and let it slide down her hips. Then removed her chemise before unsnapping her bra and pressed her breasts against me. "You feel so good."

I picked her up and carried her upstairs into the bedroom.

Setting her on the bed, I peeled the dress down her legs, revealing her black garter and stockings. Mary opened her legs, nudged her panties to the side, and said, "Quickly." I unzipped my trousers and fell on top of her. Entered her with one thrust and found her wet and ready. She grabbed my buttocks and pulled me in deeper.

"Cum in me."

"What about you?"

"Just cum in me. Hard. Please."

She took control of our lovemaking, pulling me into her until she felt me swell and then climax, crying out.

I lay on the bed, watching her get dressed, elegant even in her postcoital deshabille. She sat on the edge of the bed as she rolled the stockings back up her legs.

"Mum, Mum, Mum. Where are you?"

"We're having a lie down in the bedroom, Jon."

"I'm going to the pub with Anne, Johnny and Charmaine."

"We need to talk to you and Julia before you go."

Johnny went to Julia's room and soon reappeared with her.

"Well, kids." Announced Mary, "As you both know, I'm divorcing your dad. This afternoon, Hans agreed to marry me as soon as I'm free to do so. Please keep it a secret and don't let Alan know because he may get violent."

"Welcome to the family, Hans." Said Julia. "It will be strange to think that my new dad has fucked me quite a few times."

Jonathan looked shocked. "You haven't, Jules? Welcome, Hans."

Johnny arrived with the two girls in his Mini and the Smith children disappeared to the pub with them. Mary an I settled down for a long discussion about our future together, how I would sell my house and use the money to buy out Alan's share of the farmhouse and how I would transfer from the London to the Birmingham office of my employer which would dramatically cut down the distance I would need to commute each day

"I love you, Mary."

"And I love you too, Hans. Make love to me."

I lifted her skirt and rolled her stockings back down. Undid the zip on her dress and allowed it to fall so it was gathered round her hips before removing it completely. Mary's chemise was next to join the growing pile on the chair after each button was undone one by one. It was followed by both stockings and their garters. The sandals were put under the chair. I unclipped the brassiere and watched lovingly when each breast made a successful bid for freedom. Only one item left. The pair of lace panties were slipped down her legs and the object of my desire came into full view.

"Now you." She expertly removed all my clothes before sitting on the edge of the bed with her thighs slightly apart. From the way that the light from the window was reflecting from the glistening coochie between her legs I could tell that she was ready for me so I sat next to her and kissed her deeply and passionately. One of her hands started fondling my prick and one of mine started fondling her tits. The fingers of my other hand reached between her thighs and tickled her labia. A deep sigh escaped from her mouth after our lips had parted. The more I wriggled my fingers, the deeper her sighs became. First one, then two, and finally three of my fingers made their way into her kittie and found her G-spot whereupon the sighs turned into loud mewling until she quietened herself by locking lips with me again.

Mary tipped backward so that she was lying on the bed and pulled me back with her. She rolled on top of me impaling her coochie on my dick and humped me until we were both completely satisfied by which time she had cum seven more times and I was completely spent.



A Family Affair Ch. 05



KAREN RETURNS HOME

Karen and Walt had just finished one of their marathon fuck sessions and were lying in bed talking. Walt decided to tell her about Helen. At first Karen was pissed off but then she was curious and wanted to hear more. When Walt told her about Helen's first threesome and then the orgy in the hotel, Karen got excited and they fucked some more.

Karen told Walt that she thought she would like to experience two or three guys at once. Walt agreed to set it up with Jay and Ken. The next day the three guys fucked Karen senseless with all of them coming in Karen's mouth, pussy and asshole. It was a repeat of Helen's performance.

After Ken and Jay left, Walt decided to show the video of the nine guys with Helen. Karen went wild and pleaded with Walt to set that up for her as well. Several days later, Walt and Karen were at the same romantic interlude hotel with the same nine guys that ravished Helen. Karen was insatiable as she fucked and sucked these guys through numerous orgasms. She lost track of how many times she came but her last orgasm was so violent that she passed out.

When Karen awoke she was in bed with Walt and she was filled and covered with cum. Walt was stroking her body and massaging the excess cum into her skin. 

"You were terrific", Walt told her. 

"Want to see?" he asked. 

Karen's lifeless body nodded yes and Walt popped the video in. Karen couldn't believe herself, she looked like a porno queen sucking and fucking those guys. Walt lay on his side behind her and eased his cock into her well-lubed and well-fucked ass. He slowly fucked her and fondled her tits as they watched the tape and soon filled her ass with another generous load of his cum.

THE POOL PARTY

Walt had shared the sexual escapades with both Karen and Helen and they both got to see each other on video. At first it was awkward but then they got used to the idea of sharing Walt and even including the other guys from time to time. Both Karen and Helen were interested in getting as much cock as they could. Walt suggested a pool party with the same nine guys and Karen and Helen agreed enthusiastically. 

Fred was home from college so Walt decided to include him in the party and invited 2 bi-sexual guys as well to spice up the scene. Fred had no idea what was in store for him or what he would witness with his mother and sister. Fred could only think about getting Walt's cock in his mouth and his ass.

Helen and Karen were nervous about Fred being there but Walt assured them that Fred would have his own distraction and they need not worry. Walt introduced the bi-sexual guys to Fred and then left them alone in the back yard to check on the party's progress. At poolside things were heating up, Helen and Karen were in skimpy bikinis and the guys had them surrounded fondling their bodies. Helen and Karen had nine sets of hands all over their tits, ass, thighs and pussy mounds. 

Soon the bikini tops were off and bare tits were kissed and tweaked, the guys were all sporting hard cocks visible in their bathing suits. Next the bikini bottoms were untied and dropped to the ground and then the guys proceeded to finger Karen and Helen. Some of the guys lowered their bathing suits to their knees and Helen and Karen quickly grabbed a hard cock in each of their hands. The party was started and the sexual tension in the air was immense.

Walt went to check on Fred and the two bi-sexual guys, Jerry and Larry. He spotted them around back from the pool and they had obviously warmed up to one another. Fred was standing with Jerry and Larry on either side of him, he had his bathing suit down to his knees and he was sporting a hard cock. Jerry and Larry also had their bathing suits down to their knees and their erect cocks were in Fred's hands. Larry and Jerry were kissing Fred on each side of his neck as they squeezed each ass cheek with one hand and played with his nipple with the other. It was a pretty erotic sight and Walt knew before long that Fred would be on all fours with a cock in his ass and one in his mouth. 

Walt walked back to the poolside and saw that things had progressed with Karen and Helen. Both of them were on all fours being triple penetrated. Three guys stood by waiting for an open hole to fill. As soon as one guy came and vacated a mouth, asshole or pussy of either Helen or Karen another cock was ready to take its place. Karen and Helen were in for a long night of fucking and sucking and they could expect all of their holes to be overflowing with cum.

Walt went back to check on Fred and sure enough he was on all fours with Jerry's cock in his ass and Larry's cock in his mouth. Jerry and Larry came pretty quick and they were ready in no time for another round. 

Walt spoke up, "Hey Fred this would be a good time for your all time favorite position". 

Jerry and Larry looked confused until Fred explained the four-way he learned at camp. Jerry agreed to let Fred fuck him in the ass, while Fred sucked on Larry's cock and I fucked Fred in the ass.

"Holy shit, can you really take that in your ass", Larry asked as he and Jerry stared at my 9"cock. 

I smiled and said, "Just wait, he loves it". 

Jerry lay on his back with his legs up to his chest as Fred slid his cock into Jerry's lubed up asshole. I moved in behind Fred and fed all 9" into his well-lubed asshole. 

Fred gasped as my cock filled his hole. 

"Guys you really know that you have a cock in your ass when this one bottoms out", Fred exclaimed. 

Larry straddled Jerry's prone body and placed his cock in Fred's mouth, Jerry licked Larry's balls and asshole while Fred was sucking his cock. 

"Oh this is wild" said Larry. 

Fred was in ecstasy as his cock fucked Jerry's ass while his own ass was filled with Walt's cock and his mouth filled with Larry's cock. Fred thought to himself that it didn't get better than this. Fred erupted in Jerry's asshole with his first cum of the night as Larry sprayed the inside of Fred's mouth with his second orgasm and Walt fired a barrage of cum in Fred's asshole.

Fred then directed the action as he lay on his back so that Larry could fuck his ass. Jerry got behind Larry to fuck his ass and Walt straddled Fred and shoved his big dick in Larry's mouth. After they all had cum again they rotated positions so that Larry lay on his back and Jerry fucked his ass with Fred behind him fucking his ass and Walt feeding his cock to Jerry's mouth. After another round of orgasms, Walt suggested they check out the rest of the party and they all walked naked back toward the pool.

Both Karen and Helen had three cocks in them and were in ecstasy. Fred, Larry and Jerry couldn't believe their eyes. Then he looked at the other three guys stroking their erect cocks waiting for one of the girl's holes to open up. Cum was oozing out of Karen's and Helen's pussy and asshole and the air was filled with the odor of raw sex.

Walt told Fred kneel down next to his sister and mother. Then he told Larry to slide under Fred and for Fred to squat down on Larry's cock. Walt then directed Jerry to kneel behind Fred and to put his cock in Fred's ass along with Larry's cock. There was no hesitation and the two of them stuck their cocks in Fred's asshole. Fred had been stretched enough with Walt's cock that he was able to handle Jerry's and Larry's cocks at that the same time. Walt told one of the guys waiting for an open hole to grab the camera and video the orgy. Walt then offered his cock to Fred and Fred greedily sucked it into his mouth. Now the whole family was being triple-penetrated and filled with cock. The entire orgy was being video taped

For the next several hours Helen, Karen and Fred remained on all fours in a doggy position with each of their holes filled with cock. They were all dripping with cum from every hole. Even guys who were not bi-sexual fucked Fred and were sucked off by him. Larry and Jerry took turns jerking Fred off several times while he was fucking and sucking.

Walt was still horny when everyone left. In the house he had Karen, Helen and Fred get down on all fours and fucked each of them in their ass. 

Later they all showered and gathered in the Jacuzzi to ease their aching muscles and holes. Everyone was sexually satiated and totally relaxed. 

"God, I can't believe we really did this", said Karen. 

Walt laughed and replied, "Well we do have it on tape and we can verify it anytime". 

Helen remarked about how full of cum she was and Karen and Fred agreed that they too had never been filled up so much. 

"The one thing about youth it seems that they can cum for ever", Helen sighed.

"You know, there is no reason why you shouldn't fuck and suck as a family", Walt offered. 

"Fred even though you are gay, you can still be sucked off by Karen or Helen and fuck them in the ass. You don't have to eat or fuck pussy", Walt continued. 

Fred said that he didn't think that he could. But Walt persisted. 

"I bet that if my cock is in your ass or in your mouth that you could cum with either Karen or Helen blowing you. Or if I was ass fucking you that you could fuck their ass", Walt continued.

Walt said that he was going to take off but that they could think about that. The three of them were too tired and too confused to even think about anymore sex at this time and they all went to bed. 



A Family Affair Ch. 05



Soft candle light flickered over the stark white tablecloth. The food on her plate was rich, heavy, and delicious. The restaurant was perfectly decorated for romance. But Cathryn wasn't any more interested in it than she was the man across from her. Absently she twirled her wine glass by the stem and thought of her other birthday dinner.

Were she had set out in the heat on a picnic table near screaming children licking greasy chicken off her fingers. That was a great birthday dinner she thought to herself. She glanced down at the bright green stone on her finger and bit back a sigh.

"Not hungry dear." Kent's voice brought her out of her recollections with a snap. 

Glaring at him for interrupting her thoughts Cathryn snapped. "No I don't guess I am."

"You should eat something dear. You'll waste away to nothing."

Cathryn snorted into her wine glass and muttered, "Not much chance of that."

Kent knew that the evening wasn't going as her planned but he kept trudging forward. Nothing he did seemed to impress her. Sure she said the red roses were pretty, but there wasn't much enthusiasm in her voice. The gold necklace he bought her lay shining against the swell of her breast. She put it on after she thanked him politely like you would a stranger that holds the door for you.

Now she was picking as her food and toying with her wineglass. Every movement of her hand caused the candlelight reflect green flames from the emerald on her finger.

He scowled at the ring. Not quite believing that it was a gift from her friend. True in the past Lizy had given her rings but never any so expensive. For the life of him he couldn't think who would give her such a pricy present though.

Now wasn't the time to question her. Kent wanted her to have a great birthday. Maybe if she did she would come back to bed tonight.

When the meal was over Cathryn was ready to go home and go to her couch. As soon as she got in the truck she turned up the radio to deter Kent from conversation. It didn't stop him from trying to talk over the radio and asking stupid questions.

She was the first out of the truck and moving towards the door. Three feet from the door she stopped short. Sitting of the mat was a Mason jar filled with sunny black-eyed Susans. Leaning against the jar was a note, so she bent down and picked both up and read the note.

Happy Birthday Cathryn,

While I was mowing hay I saw these. I remembered how much you like them. So I picked them for your

birthday. Hope you had a great one.

Sam

"Who's that from?" Kent said from behind her.

Cathryn opened the door and breezed in. "Sam."

"Why did he bring you weeds?"

Exasperated Cathryn looked over at him. "They aren't weeds, they are wildflowers."

"Looks like weeds to me."

Cathryn glared at him and went into the living room to arrange the golden flowers on the coffee table next to her 'bed'. The red roses Kent got her were on the dining room table. Red was pretty but yellow was her favorite, not that he ever remembered. Even though their wedding flowers were yellow roses and black-eyed Susans or weeds as he called them. 

Once the flowers were placed where she wanted them she went upstairs to change into her night gown. Kent was sitting up in the bed waiting on her. "Come on to bed and I'll give you the rest of your present."

Cathryn barely spared him a glance while she dug through the drawer for a clean gown. When she found one she strolled over to the master bath to clean off her make-up and get ready for bed.

Kent waited until she stepped back out into the bedroom before trying again. "It's your birthday we should make love."

"It's my birthday, even more reason not to." Cathryn said dryly. "If I'm not interested any other time why do you think I would want to ruin by birthday."

Kent stared after her as she walked from the room. That barb hurt more than he was willing to admit. Resigned to spend another night alone he switched off the lamp light and tired to get some sleep.

On the couch she lay there staring at the flowers from Sam. Silent tears ran down her cheeks as she drifted off to sleep.

He knew it was probably a stupid move by bringing her flowers. But they reminded him of her. She loved wildflowers and it was her birthday. Sam rolled over in his single bed and punched his pillow. 

Kent couldn't even remember what color roses to buy her. Earlier that day he saw the red ones sitting on the dining room table. That was part of the reason he felt compelled to pick the Susans. To show her that he cared enough to remember. That he lover her more.

Sam whacked his pillow a few more times and tried to settle into sleep. In November he would give her the go ahead to leave Kent. That would be long enough. Sam drifted off to sleep so he could be rested for putting in square bales tomorrow after church.

*****

By mid-afternoon it was pushing one-hundred and five degrees. The humidity was at a record high and Sam was stuck in a hay loft stacking square bales. Despite the itchy hay he had stripped off his shirt in concession to the heat. He thought about the pants too but figured it wouldn't do much good and he would look rather silly in his work boots and briefs.

The hay elevator whined and ground to a stop, again. That was the seventh time that day. For once Sam was glad to hear it die, that meant he could catch a break and down some Gatorade. He picked up the gallon jug from beside the door, chugged some down, and listened to Kent cuss the faulty machine. 

Kent was already pissed off. After last night his mood was dark and the piece of shit elevator wasn't helping any. It was hot and he itched all over. In frustration he drew back and kicked the machine with his steel toed boots then scrambled to catch it before it slid from the loft to the ground.

"Fucking piece of shit!" Sam heard Kent shout before he caught and righted the elevator. 

"Problem down there?" He asked trying to keep a straight face as he look down at his cousin.

Kent unplugged the motor and picked up a screwdriver to work on the belt. He looked up at Sam and scowled. "Go ahead and laugh you little shit. I'm not too happy with you anyway."

"What did I do?"

"You gave her those fucking weeds." Kent tightened down the pulley holding the belt and checked it for wear. "She acted happier about those damn things than anything else I gave her."

Sam eased down to set in the doorway of the loft. "Hell, I didn't do it to make you look bad." Yes I did. "I did it because I know she likes that particular wildflower." It makes her happy. "What, still not sleeping with you?" She's banging me.

"You gave her weeds and I gave her roses. And don't say things like that so loudly. Anyone could hear." Kent shot a look over his shoulder at their aunt and uncle's house.

"Sorry. Can you get it going again?" 

"Yeah, maybe it will last until we are done."

Kent flipped the screwdriver into the ground plugged the motor back up and flipped the on switch. Slowly the elevator came back to life. Sam eased back up and realized that sitting down might have been a mistake. Every muscle in his body screamed in protest. There was no time to loosen them back up. Kent was already shooting bales of alfalfa up to him. 

The elevator broke down three more times before they got all the hay in the loft. Sam felt like he had sweated off most of his body weight by the time he climbed down out of the loft. If Kent hadn't been standing at the bottom of the ladder waiting on him he would have whimpered.

Kent watched his cousin descend and waited until he touched the ground. "We'll start baling again first thing in the morning. I'll need you to rake for me."

Sam grunted in assent. He pasted by his cousin for the cooler that held another gallon of Gatorade. Whatever he wanted to talk about could wait. All of his bodily fluids were still in the loft where he sweated them out. He needed to dehydrate before he past-out. With a twist of his wrist he had the cap off and was guzzling the fruit punch drink. His Adam's apple bobbed as he drank a fourth of the bottle before stopping.

"Still square bales or are you switching to round?" Sam wiped his mouth with the back of his wrist feeling some better.

"Square, as long as it doesn't rain." 

Sam sat down on the wagon they had just unloaded and let his muscles relax. "So I take it the birthday dinner thing didn't work out for you?"

Kent crossed over to the wagon and sat down beside his cousin. "Nope, it's like she couldn't have cared less."

"Did you ever think that maybe she's just not happy?" Sam ventured and hoped he wasn't crossing a line he shouldn't.

"I know she's not happy. I just don't know why. I've tried flowers, candy, jewelry, and everything." Kent took the jug from Sam and took a long pull from it. "And speaking of jewelry, she's got this huge green rock on her hand. She claims it came from Lizy, but..."

"You don't buy it." Sam finished for him. "Why not? You know how close they are."

"It's just so expensive looking." Kent looked out towards the fields and sighed. "Sam, do you think she might be cheating on me?"

Sam pursed his lips like he was considering for a moment. "I wouldn't think so Kent. She's not the type. Besides, who do you think she would be fooling around with?"

"I don't know. Maybe someone she works with down at the park. Maybe someone she just met one day. Hell you're probably right. I'm being stupid. Cathryn wouldn't cheat on me. I know better."

"Hey don't beat yourself up." Sam laid a hand on Kent's shoulder. "You are just going through a rough patch."

Kent looked up at his cousin and best friend. "You're right. Thanks for listening. I don't know where I would be if I didn't have you to talk to about all this."

"Hey, what is family for?"

Sam patted Kent's shoulder before moving his hand away. Somewhere deep inside his gut he started to feel some guilt for being with Cathryn but it was overpowered by his love for her. The lying was getting harder but it would be worth it.

Kent shook his head and jumped off the wagon bed. "Well come on. We'll get this wagon put up and we'll all go out when Cathryn gets home if you want."

"Sure, what's the occasion?"

"She starts back at the school this week so she'll be working seven days a week until the park closes so I thought she might like to go out." Kent walked around to the truck door. "And if I say you coming she'll probably be less likely to turn me down."

Sam felt another stab of guilt cut through his gut. He pushed it back before he jumped in the truck. There wasn't any room for guilt. He loved Cathryn and nothing else mattered. He couldn't let it.

Cathryn pulled in the driveway at ten 'til five like she did every work day. Stopping at the end of the drive she hopped out to get the mail and waved absently to Miss Maybelle watering her flowers. 

"Cathryn, honey, wait a minute. I've got some brownies for you and Kent." Cathryn looked up to seen Maybelle's ample girth moving towards her. "Here you go sweetie. How is that husband of yours?"

"He's fine Miss Maybelle. Thanks for the brownies." Cathryn griped the plate in hopes that she could get back to her car and to the house before the twenty questions began.

It was too late, Maybelle had the plate and Cathryn's arm in her clutches and she wasn't letting go without asking all her questions. "You know I saw the dear earlier today with that little cousin of his. He's just adorable don't you think?"

"Who is Miss Maybelle, Kent? Of course I think he's cute I married him."

"No sweetie, Sam. He's just a hot little thing." Maybelle never quite learned the art of subtlety. "It's a wonder he hasn't found a nice girl yet."

"Well you know how it is. The right one is sometimes hard to find." 

Maybelle's eyes twinkled as she leaned a little closer. "Shame you're married. You two would make a cute little couple."

"I don't know about that Miss Maybelle I'm pretty happy with Kent." Cathryn looked down at her watch. "I better go. I need to fix supper for him."

"And Sam, I saw them go back the lane together not too long ago." Maybelle relinquished her hold on the plate but was far from satisfied. She leaned close to Cathryn before she released her arm and turned away. "You can't fool me girlie. I know you're having your cake and eating it too. I know about you and Sam."

The smell of Love's Baby Soft, talcum powder, and chocolate overwhelmed Cathryn's senses but she leaned close to Maybelle and whispered. "I'm sure I don't know what you are talking about. There is nothing between me and Sam. I think your Ho-Ho's have gone to your head."

Cathryn turned away and took the plate of brownies to her car to go back to her house. She couldn't believe that woman had the nerve to imply she was sleeping with Sam. It may be true but that stupid bitch thought everyone was sleeping with someone else. The last think she needed was that crazy old battle axe spreading that rumor. Some people actually listened to her.

The TV was blaring from the basement so Cathryn assumed the men were down there. Before going down she went to the kitchen and threw the brownies away and got a drink of water to calm down. No need for Kent to see her upset, he would just want to know why. But she definitely needed to talk to Sam. Alone.

She walked to the basement to see her men. Kent was cocked back in the recliner and Sam was stretched out on the sofa. Fixing a smile on her face he moved into the room to greet them. She stopped at the couch and nudged Sam's feet so he would move them for her to sit down.

"Hey guys, what are you two up to?"

"Not much." They answered in unison. Kent looked over at her and added. "We figured we could all go grab a bite to eat whenever you were ready."

"Sounds good." Cathryn said and stood up to go back upstairs to change out of her work clothes.

Automatically Sam's feet filled her vacant spot on the couch. Out of the corner of his eye he watched her walk away and wondered what was wrong with her. There was something in her eyes that said trouble loud and clear. She never could keep anything from him. Her eyes spoke volumes that never past her lips. He knew that he had to get a chance to talk to her alone that night.

In fact he figured the sooner the better. He waited five minutes before swinging his feet to the floor. "I'm going to grab a pop."

"Get me a Coke while you're up." Kent said absently. "Who knows how long it will take her."

Sam nodded and went up the stairs. He went to the kitchen first and got himself a Coke and set one for Kent out on the counter. Quietly he walked towards the staircase leading to the second floor. It was stacked on the one leading to the basement so he would have to walk very softly. Slowly he climbed the stairs and eased over to the master bedroom.

The door was slightly ajar and he could see her standing in front of her closet in the bra and panties. Softly he pushed the door open and laughed when she jumped at the noise and spun around to glare at him.

"It's only me."

Cathryn dropped her hands away from her breasts. "Sam what are you doing up here? What if Kent catches you?"

"I just came up to see what is bothering you." Sam stayed in the doorway instead of coming into the room. 

"We'll talk about it later. I don't want Kent to hear me." Cathryn crossed the room and shoved him out the doorway into the hall. "And I don't want him to catch you up here. Go on back down."

"If your sure?" Sam walked away from the door. "By the way, I love you."

"I love you too, now scat."

As softly as he climbed them, Sam descended the stairs and walked back to the kitchen for Kent's pop. About that time he heard Kent clomping up the basement stairs. He lucked out on timing there. It wouldn't have done for Kent to catch him standing in him bedroom doorway.

It was stupid to have gone up there. But it bothered him that something had hurt Cathryn and he wanted to see if she was okay. Anything would be worth the risk her.

Kent rounded the corner at the kitchen and stared at his cousin. "What the hell is taking you so long?"

"I had to take a piss, you gotta problem with that." Sam tossed the can of pop at Kent and walked out of the room. 



A Family Affair Ch. 05



Authors Note - 

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

This is the fifth and penultimate part of this little mini-series, and is probably best looked at after reading the previous episodes , but for those who can't wait, here's a little précis of events so far...

Paolo Wharton has a hot experience that he'd only ever dreamed of whilst on holiday in Italy. It set him thinking about a very strange, and enlightening, week! 

Paolo lives on the outskirts of London, a member of a big wide-spread family that stretches throughout Europe. At the end of his first year at University his family had arranged to spend some time at his Aunt's Villa in Tuscany, but for various reasons the rest of his family had dropped out at the last minute and he'd made the trip alone, but he was looking forward to it still. It was a chance to see Maria, a close childhood friend again.

At Pisa airport, he'd been surprised to find his volatile Sicilian cousin Isobella. 'Izzy' had appeared, late as usual, to pick him up and drive him to the Villa where he was surprised to find himself the only male resident after his Uncle Flavio is called away on an urgent business appointment. That leaves him with his cousins Izzy, Ilse, Frieda (all around his own age) and Aunt Luisa, but does that matter? The sun's out, it's hot and the girls have organised a tennis party at the family's cooler Lodge in the mountains, so what could possibly go wrong with that? Except just about everything! 

In the evening he has an extremely eye-opening private dinner with his aunt where he finds out some surprising secrets about family history. He's shocked to find himself surrounded be something of a female secret society whose sole aims seems to be to protect him from 'unworthy' women. But, as his Aunt demonstrates later, there are distinct benefits! 

The next day is an even bigger surprise! After getting talked into a little pact by his devious cousins, much against his better judgement, they embark on a trip to a nearby Tuscan town where the girls vie for his 'attentions' in distinctly risky situations... 

I'm always interested in people's thoughts and comments too if you'd care to leave one, and please vote too. All feedback is useful, and sometimes encouraging!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy ...

Duke 

*****

26. The Cafe Gets Busy

When I got back to the shady table under the tree, carefully avoiding a table nearby taken by some women who seemed to be taking an uncommon interest in my passing, my cousins were engaged in an animated discussion.

It was impossible not to blush slightly as I heard them comparing my relative merits as a lover. Especially the size of that part of my anatomy that seemed to interest them the most at the moment!

"Be quiet you lot!" I hissed, as I could almost feel the stares of the women behind me bore through me, and they wouldn't have needed hearing aids to follow that particular conversation!

"Oh be quiet Paolo," replied Izzy casually as I took my seat, "...you should be thankful that we're taking an interest." My volatile Sicilian cousin, Isobella, wasn't one for taking orders!

"Eight Inches," said Ilse thoughtfully as her glance drifted down to my lap. Loudly.

"Oh, at least!" gushed Frieda, in that bubbly high pitched voice of hers, "... and so thick ...wow!"

I closed my eyes in exasperation as they began to laugh together at my embarrassment. It might also have been the onset of exhaustion. After all, I'd just made love to two of my sexy cousins in this small, Tuscan market town. Frieda first in the back of my Uncle Flavio's Fiat Estate in the town car park, and then her twin Austrian sister Ilse, in that almost disastrous session in the Lingerie shop window! 

I put all the hysterical giggling out of my mind as I kept my eyes firmly closed and wondered, for the umpteenth time, how I'd got myself into this!

After all, only a couple of days ago, I'd just arrived at Pisa airport ready for a calm, relaxing holiday at my Uncle Flavio's villa. A just May reward for a break in my University studies. It was hardly my fault that the rest of my family had dropped out of the trip at the last minute and when I'd finally been picked up by Izzy at the airport, it was to be transported into a strange, distinctly surreal world that I was even now struggling to come to terms with!

Uncle Flavio called away on a business trip, my cousin Guilio already away for some unknown reason, and then my Aunt Luisa had eventually dropped the bombshell about the family tradition! This is the one going back over centuries where small groups of females in the family looked after their young men, and formed a kind of secret society together. In this case, the former being my three cousins and Aunt Luisa, the latter being me!

And they'd certainly been 'looking after' me ever since!!

I was dragged back into reality when I heard the familiar voice of Rosa, the owner and apparently sole waitress of the small cafe that we'd found in an isolated square just off the main town centre. In our limited time together we'd become quite friendly in our co-linguistic bond, both of us practicing each other's language. She speaking to me in halting English, me responding in abysmal Italian. Overall it had worked quite well so far, just!

She smiled warmly at me as she placed our coffees and my two Danish pastries onto our table. I breathed out a sigh of relief. She'd clearly either believed the halting explanation that I'd given her a few minutes ago for my behaviour with my cousins, or chose to ignore it...or totally misunderstood my Italian. I was keen to believe the former!

My gaze lingered on the profile of her bust as she leaned across in front of me to pass Ilse's coffee. She may have been somewhat older than us, but she was still attractive, and her tight white blouse was stretched delightfully over the promising bulge of her breast. I was so distracted that she had to repeat something that she'd asked me.

"Will you be staying for lunch? I've got some ... errr lovely pasta dishes cooking... " she asked with a slightly embarrassed air, which seemed a bit strange for a middle aged woman. Well, I'd placed her as mid-thirties when I'd first seen her and apparently she did have a teenage daughter.

"Not sure yet," interrupted Ilse as she looked at her watch, a big grin spreading across her slim features, "we've got something to finish in town first. At least Izzy and Paolo do!"

I rolled my eyes expressively at the thought of what Ilse was referring to. For some reason I'd allowed myself to get into a pact with the three girls to make love to them in public today. Two down and just Izzy to go!

"But we'll probably be back afterwards, " I added with a smile, "I'll be needing to replenish my energy again!"

Rosa' s eyes narrowed as she gave me a quizical look, glancing quickly at Izzy who was doing her best to kill Ilse with a stare of her own. A faint smile spread across Rosa's face as she turned away, and she shook her head in apparent disbelief. 

Fortunately after that embarrassing moment, my cousins distracted themselves when Ilse started commenting on some of the fashions that the other women at the cafe were wearing. It was a good moment for me to switch off and daydream a bit as I munched my way through Rosa's superb food!

After a peaceful half an hour though, I noticed Ilse glancing at her watch and starting to look agitated.

"Come on you three, finish up. We need to get going."

Izzy's eyes narrowed, "What's the problem Ilse? We're not to a schedule," she responded huffily, hating as ever for anyone else to take the lead.

"Oh yes we are," laughed Ilse as she took out a note from her purse, "At least you and Paolo are!"

"Here Paolo," she added, proffering the note, "will you go and pay?"

Looking at Izzy's stormy features, I judged it wise to move away!

As I neared the door, I saw that Rosa was serving another small group of young woman who'd just arrived and were settling themselves near the entrance to the cafe. There was something vaguely familiar about them, and looking around I could see that a number of tables had also been taken by other small groups of women. The hairs on my neck suddenly bristled as I realised that some of the faces were familiar because I'd seen them at the lingerie shop where Ilse and I had recently been caught in action - literally!

As I caught Rosa's eye, I could see that she was listening intently to something the women were discussing, so I quickly headed inside the shop to get away from the stares and waited nervously by the counter.

Rosa soon came in behind me, her eyes sparkling as she let them wander up and down my slim frame. I couldn't help but do the same. Maybe it was the way that my hormones were reacting to the continuous sexuality of my cousins, but the way that her tight blouse stretched over her full bosom and her black skirt caressed her rounded hips really caught my attention! 

"Well Paolo, it seems that you have a fan club!" she laughed in her halting English.

She watched me redden and gave a little smile of conspiracy, "Did you really do it in the shop window?"

I closed my eyes in exasperation, unable to even try and formulate an Italian response. How soon before everyone in town knew?!

Rosa chuckled as she took the note from me, and searched for our bill on the desk beside her. In profile, I realised that her face looked younger than I'd thought. Her severe, swept back black hair was doing her no favours, but her bright, hazel eyes were framed in a rather petite facial bone structure and her nose lifted perkily at the tip. Somehow, her expression seemed to be one of perpetual interest of things around her.

And at the moment, that seemed to be me. 

As she pulled out change from the purse in her white pinafore pocket, and proffered it to me, I was going to wave it away. But she lay it on the counter anyway and grasped my hand in hers.

I was surprised and a little shocked. The contact of her warm flesh on mine had sent a little stab of electricity up and down my spine. She seemed to stiffen slightly herself at the same time and I wondered if she'd had the same reaction.

But when I looked into her eyes they were serious.

"You need to be careful Paolo. The police chief in this town is very ... errr harsh?... strict? ..." she was struggling for the right word, " ... anyway, be careful... I would hate for you to get caught doing something ...errrr ... unfortunate!"

As she finished she laughed, and suddenly looked a little embarrassed, "Well, here I am sounding like your mother. How old you make me feel!"

"You don't look old to me Rosa," I responded seriously, holding her gaze, "in fact you look absolutely..."

"Come on Paolo! We've got to go!" interrupted Ilse, standing in the doorway, ruining the moment.

She let my hand slide out of hers as she laughed at my sudden guilty start. But maybe the laugh was a little forced. 

"So," she whispered to me before I turned away, who's the lucky young lady this time? The auburn one?"

I shrugged haplessly, "Yes, that's Izzy. She's ..." I didn't finish.

"I know" responded Rosa with a chuckle again, "I bet she's a real handful! But don't forget... be careful ... I want to see you back for lunch. You're good for custom!"

27. A Step Back In Time

As we arrived at the town square again, I was amazed at the bustle after the quiet of the cafe and the heat being radiated back from the stone cobbles was starting to become uncomfortable. 

I checked my watch. It was just after eleven thirty. Why was Ilse rushing us along at this pace? She had taken the lead, arm in arm with her sister, Frieda. Izzy had looped her own arm possessively into mine as we'd left the cafe, but we'd had to walk at a brisk pace to keep up.

And was it my imagination, or were everyone really staring at us!

I avoided eye contact as much as possible as we crossed the square until I realised that they weren't all looking at me! Most of the men had their eyes on Izzy, and the scandalously see-though top that she was wearing. She might as well have just come out in her cream, lacy bra! But the women were different. They were giving Izzy stares of either admiration for her temerity or hate for her brazen appearance. All of which Izzy calmly ignored!

When we reached the other side of the square and some thankful shade from a big, official looking building, Ilse finally stopped. Izzy looked around at the busy scene in dismay.

"Whatever are you planning Ilse? Even I couldn't do it out here!"

That was a relief to hear. I was about to suggest that we call it a day and go back to the cafe when Ilse interrupted.

"Not here idiot. Down there...look!"

Izzy somehow ignored the insult, and followed Ilse's eyes towards a sign above a door down a side street.

"It's a museum..." she stated in some confusion, which matched my own.

"Exactly!" announced Ilse, her blue eyes sparkling in triumph, "Come on, it opens in half an hour and we need to get ready!"

She took us past the entrance to a side door further down the street, and looked both ways before pulling it open. Judging by the faded white writing, it was a fire door, and we trooped in obediently behind her and into a stygian gloom! The transition from bright sunshine into semi-darkness was dramatic and we all took a few minutes to get our eyes acclimatised.

"Come on Ilse, what's this about?" pressed Izzy as she looked around a small room, crammed full of pots and porcelain in display cases.

"Nearly there!" was the hurried response as Ilse pulled Frieda after her towards a doorway marked 'Medieval Village'.

Izzy and I followed more slowly. It seemed quiet enough, but I was still looking around warily as we passed through the doorway into an even darker area. It was a big room, split into four major displays, set back around twelve feet from the central area and each focussing on some specific aspect of medieval life in the area. We passed one on farming, another showing life inside a home and one showing the inside of a castle with a great feast on display. In each, dummies were dressed in costumes of the time, frozen in their medieval activities.

It was the final one that Ilse led us to, showing the outside of the castle gates that really caught our attention though.

"No way Ilse! ABSOLUTELY NO WAY!!" exploded Izzy as her eyes widened in shock.

I was about to join her in condemning the idea out of hand, but something made me pause as I took in the sight of a little market place. It looked innocuous enough at first, but to one side was a female figure, bent forward at the waist, head and hands trapped in high wooden punishment stocks! It was easy to see why Izzy might not be so keen on the idea, although Ilse had yet to confirm that this was what she'd planned. Ilse soon put that right though.

"Oh yes you will Izzy. You agreed to this bet in the first place and I've already done my part ... the lingerie shop ... remember!!"

"But you can't seriously expect me to go in the stocks! And with that... 'thing'... behind me!!"

She was referring to a rather stern looking male mannequin dressed in some sort of official uniform who was standing behind the female dummy, with what looked distinctly like a leather riding crop raised high above her upturned behind. 

It was the reason that I'd paused! It was clear who would be playing that part and being in that position behind a trapped Izzy and her unprotected buttocks was starting to look rather appealing.

"I promise not to hit you with the whip Izzy." I offered airily.

Izzy turned and glared at me, but I just smiled sweetly back at her.

"And we don't have to lock you into the stocks Izzy," suggested Frieda helpfully, "... so you'll be able to get out ... if you want to lose the bet that is."

Izzy transferred her glare to us all in turn, before she took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, "Alright then...I suppose so ...but I get to hold that lock!" She was pointing at the metal lock that was loosely keeping the two halves of the wooden stocks in place.

That was all that Ilse needed to go into action! Within seconds she'd pulled open the stocks, lifted out the female dummy and pulled off its 'wench' style dress. It was a mustard affair with long, loose skirt and a tight fawn bodice just under some loose white string drawn material that covered the dummies bosom. She threw it at Izzy as she removed the dummy and pushed it behind a partition at the back. Taking her lead I got hold of the male mannequin and stripped it quickly before adding it to its mate behind the same partition.

"Come on Izzy, get on with it, they'll be opening the gates soon!" hissed Ilse as she set to work on another female mannequin standing next to a barrow of false vegetables. There were two together and Frieda had started on the other as well. I was amused to see that they intended to participate as well. No doubt to add to Izzy's discomfort!

Izzy had stepped carefully onto the 'set' but was still holding the 'wench' dress and looking at it rather distastefully.

"Paolo," snapped Ilse in frustration, "get Izzy undressed will you!"

Well, that was one instruction that I would have no problem following!

I dropped my pile of clothes for a minute and came up behind Izzy, letting my hands rest on her hips for a moment before sliding them up her sides and over the thin material of her sheer cream blouse. She gave a start at my touch and then a low groan as I cupped her breasts through the lacy, matching bra. She rocked back into my arms as I let my fingers explore, searching out the twin peaks of her nipples, massaging them inside their soft little prisons. She was clearly already aroused. Maybe the thought of being locked up in the stocks wasn't so bad after all! 

I worked on them for a few minutes and was rewarded with a string of moans and groans of appreciation as her nipples reacted to my rubbing and nipping before she groaned louder again as I lifted my hands up higher and started to undo the buttons of her blouse. It seemed to take no time at all, and suddenly Izzy was co-operating enthusiastically as she unbuckled her belt, released the fastening at the side of her skirt and dragged the blouse out.

Taking my opportunity, I ran my hands back under her loosened blouse and found the clasp of her bra, squeezed it open, and slipped my hands under the material before sliding round to the front again and easing my fingers under the bra cups to cup her breasts again. But this time I had her warm, taut orbs right in my hands! I felt an immediate surge of interest between my legs as Izzy groaned louder and rocked back into me again.

Looking to one side, I could see that Ilse and Frieda had already hurriedly stripped off and were stepping into similar gaily coloured dresses that Izzy was supposed to be wearing. I caught my breath as I watched their beautiful bare bodies disappearing from view. There was no doubt about it. I had some incredibly hot cousins!

I could see Ilse getting impatient though as she looked at her watch, so I cut short my renewed acquaintance with Izzy's perky and hardened nipples, pulled her around and dropped down to my knees as I finished undoing the skirt zip and dragged it down off her hips so that it fell in a little heap at her stocking covered feet. I had to pause there for a few seconds as I was left staring straight at her pantie covered pussy. The panties were a match for her bra and the lacy cream material was stretched tightly across her bush and mound. Between her legs a darker, damper patch exhibited her readiness!

Swallowing hard, I fought against the temptation to simply rip them off and dropped my fingers to her stocking tops to detach her suspender fasteners. She seemed to rock on her heels as I began to draw the smooth stocking down her legs, and when I looked up I could see that her eyes were shut as she savoured the feeling. She didn't seem inclined to interfere, so I slipped off her shoes and finished removing the stockings before reaching up and dragging down the matching suspender belt. It caught the sides of her panties and rolled down the sides a little, revealing the top of her curly blonde bush. Standing back, I thought that she looked absolutely ravishing, the blouse and bra hanging loosely from her shoulders and completely failing to cover her beautiful breasts while her bush peeped out from the top of her half rolled down panties. It was hard not to just step forward, bend her over and take her there and then to relieve the big bulge in my pants!




A Family Affair Ch. 05



By now though Ilse had stormed impatiently over to drag off the rest of Izzy's clothes, telling me pointedly to get the man's clothes on!

That was easier said than done, particular when it came to dealing with my arousal! I got out of my clothes ok, turning away from the girls modestly as they finished stripping Izzy and pulled the wench dress onto her naked body. The turn away was less to do with their modesty and more to do with my struggle to get my erect member covered however. The male costume had a kind of 'cod-piece' between the legs and getting it to cover me in my state wasn't easy! 

After I'd got myself dressed in some sort of decent manner, I heard Izzy complaining behind me so I turned again and saw Ilse manoeuvring her over to the stocks and bending her down forwards so that her head was resting on the central slot and two wrists were resting at each side. She made a great play of picking up the metal lock and putting it into Izzy's right hand before dropping down the top beam and trapping Izzy in place.

She winked at me as she dropped the metal loop dangling from the end over the latch where the top and bottom met and I suddenly realised that the lock that Izzy was holding so tightly was irrelevant! With the metal loop over the latch, it would be impossible for Izzy to force it open from her trapped position. I smiled back at Ilse as I realised what she'd done. My cousins might well be beautiful and sexy, but they were also incredibly devious!

But that wasn't really what was attracting my attention now. The sight of Izzy's upturned and now incredibly vulnerable posterior standing out proudly right in front of me had me thinking much more carnal thoughts! 

28. Let The Punishment Begin ...

Ilse and Frieda meanwhile were settling themselves down on some artificial grass just in front of Izzy's stocks. They clearly intended to get a good view of the action!

Then they turned to face each other and I watched, puzzled, as they shuffled towards each other, their legs hidden under the long skirts but clearly intertwined underneath. Then I saw first Frieda and then Ilse's expressions change as their mouths opened in silent 'ooohs'. That's when I remembered that they were naked under the dresses, and their toes had obviously found some sensitive spots!

Izzy was watching from above, breathing a little heavily, unable to move, but she'd clearly come to the same conclusion.

"Oh really Ilse!" she snapped, "Haven't you got something better to do? Like KEEP A WATCH OUT FOR INSTANCE!!"

Ilse gave her a pained look, then looked at her watch.

"Don't be so impatient Izzy. I know that you're absolutely gagging for Paolo to do you, but he can't start yet. The doors don't open for another five minutes and it's got to be in public to count!"

That made sense, but it wasn't stopping me from having my fun was it?

I leant down and slipped my hand onto Izzy's bare ankle. Her feet were already apart so that she could balance, and it was easy to slowly slide my hand up the inside of her calf, dragging the hem of the skirt up with it. Izzy had frozen at my first touch and shivered in anticipation as my hand began to rise. For once she didn't say anything, just letting the electric sensation of my hands rising up her leg envelope her and fanning the little glow that had been building in her pussy into a red-hot fire!

By the time my hand had risen above her knee, and was starting to explore the inside of her tense thigh, she was breathing deeply and starting to murmur something in Italian. It seemed like a good time to add a little extra, so I brought up my other hand, which was holding the leather riding crop and began to tease that up and down the inside of her other thigh. The breath simply exploded out of her at this extra torture!

I paused for a second, not sure how she would take the feel of the leather crop on her tender flesh, but she didn't say anything, just groaned a little louder and, very helpfully, spread her feet a little wider!

Well, there didn't seem to be any point in messing around further and |I was feeling distinctly hot under the collar myself so I grabbed the dress and pulled the back right up and over her pretty behind. This time it was my turn to gasp as her two bare, beautifully rounded buttocks appeared staring straight at me, above her long slim legs. I let my hand rest tentatively on one, and slowly caressed her smooth, tanned skin. It felt heavenly, especially when my fingers strayed across to the dark, peachy cleft half hidden between her taut legs. This time, the long, low moan that she let out was loud. I guiltily pulled my hand away and rested it on her bum again as I looked around in case anyone came. Ilse too was staring carefully at the doorway into the big, dim room.

Izzy wasn't staring at any door. I'd felt the openness of her sexual lips and her wetness in that brief touch. She was obviously ready for me, and she wasn't one to hold back.

"Oh for Christ's sake Paolo, sod Ilse's silly rules... just ... fucking... well ... do me! I can't wait any longer!!" she snapped between short breaths.

For some reason that annoyed me. I wasn't just there to 'service' them after all. Without thinking I lifted my hand and brought the palm back down hard as I smacked her defenceless buttock. It stung me a bit, so I imagine that Izzy felt it even more!

"Owwwww!" she gasped, "Paolo!!"

I was a little shocked at my action, but standing back a pace and looking at her reddening cheek, I couldn't help but smile. Ilse and Frieda had gone beyond smiling though and were giggling uproariously together under Izzy's nose. I could only imaging the expression on Izzy's face.

"Paolo! Don't you dare do that again!" she hissed after her breathing had recovered a bit.

"What, you mean like this?" I responded as I brought my hand stingingly down on her other cheek. This time it sounded like a gunshot and I felt Izzy's body recoil under my hand as she let out another little cry of surprise. Or was that anger? It didn't matter really because I was enjoying being in charge and gave each proffered cheek a couple of further slaps to make me feel better!

"Ow! Oh no!!" she cried again. Not this time because I'd struck her again, but because she'd tried to lift her head and escape the stocks only to find that the latch kept it in place!

"Ilse!!" she snarled as she realised that she'd been tricked, "just you wait until I get out of here ... oohhhhhhhh!"

At least she was focussing her anger elsewhere I thought, but this time taking pity on her and letting my fingers slide back to her slit and start to tease their way in between the little folds of skin.

"Oh Jesus, Paolo...yes, yes...there, just there ...ohhhhh!" 

It would have been a bit mean to have stopped at that critical point, even though Ilse was pointing at her watch again, so I continued to tease at her clit with my fingertip for a few more seconds as Izzy's legs quivered under her. Judging by her little cries of ecstasy I'd definitely hit her spot, and the whole thing was hitting mine as well as I could feel my stirring member pushing hard to escape from the confines of the codpiece!

"Shut up Izzy, Paolo... someone's coming!" gasped Frieda, just as I too heard footsteps and voices approaching from the other room!

There was just time to pull Izzy's loose skirt back a little so that it covered the top of her bum before I moved forward a pace and pushed my swollen codpiece up against her dripping pussy. Then I had to lift up my arm and take up my threatening position with the riding crop.

At least Izzy was going to feel how frustrated I was as well! She responded by wiggling her bum a little to better push her pussy back into me, but thankfully she somehow managed to control her moaning!

I concentrated on staring into mid-air as a man and woman appeared at the door. He wore a dark blue uniform, and she had a similar jacket over a white shirt and black skirt. They were middle aged, and obviously intent on each other.

I assumed that they must have been part of the museum staff, doing a final check before opening the doors. Fortunately for us, they only gave a very cursory glance around the room before she started to say something, only to be interrupted as he pulled her to him and kissed her intently, his hand sliding around her back to caress her behind! The kiss was passionate and lasted for a long few minutes before she finally pushed him away, breathing hard and straightening her hair.

"Later Paolo, later... you know that my husband is away tonight! God, I can hardly wait!!"

I cringed at hearing my name, and I heard Ilse gasp as well. For a moment I thought they'd somehow recognised me, but, as relief coursed through me they turned away and left the room. Clearly it was just a co-incidence, but wow, there must be something about us Paolo's I thought a little giddily.

I think that we all breathed a sigh of relief again when everything went quiet, but it didn't take Izzy long to start grinding her pussy back into my erection again. She may have been trapped in the stocks but she knew what she wanted!

"Come on Paolo, get on with it!"

Ilse looked up with a pained expression on her face and then it suddenly brightened.

"Oh, nearly forgot!" she said happily as she reached up under Izzy's bosom and released the little cord fastening the white chemise that was cupping Izzy's breasts above the tight bodice of her dress.

"Hey, Ilse!" protested a startled Izzy as Ilse's dextrous hand slipped inside the loosened material and eased Izzy's breasts out so that they dangled delightfully down in the open.

"Much better!" she laughed as she gave one of Izzy's nipples a playful tweak!

Frieda soon got in on the act and Izzy sucked in a sharp breath as her two cousins began to twist and pull at her pink buttons mercilessly sending red hot sensations from her tortured breasts to meet the fire that I'd already started between her legs! She was soon rocking in front of me, not sure where to get the next bout of intense pleasure from!

I heard a bell chime in the distance and I guessed that that must be opening time for the museum. It was also my cue for action! I had no intention of waiting any longer for people to start ogling us in the act, so I quickly dropped my hand to release the codpiece strings and with a sigh of relief felt my mighty erection spring out straight! Almost by instinct it slipped between Izzy's parted legs and rubbed up against the underside of her pussy. Izzy nearly took off as she felt that sweet contact! Fortunately the stocks held her in place, although her neck might have bruised with the way she'd tried to jack-knife upwards!

Not that she was complaining as she squeezed her thighs together to trap me in place, sending shivers up my spine as my cock throbbed and instinctively hardened even more! 

"Wow" I exclaimed

"Oh my God!!" gasped Izzy.

"Hey, too soon!" complained Ilse

"Izzy! Open your legs!!" I commanded urgently, desperate to get my cock moving ... and in the right place!

She quickly got the message and widened her stance again, groaning as I slid back under her, rubbing my straining member along the top of her slit until the head had slipped between her engorged lips. She pushed back a little to guide it inside and up against her inner entrance, both of us reeling from the electric sensation as it nudged up against the lips of her oily vagina!

"Now Paolo...Oh God,...Now!...aaaaahhhhhhhh!"

I'd got Izzy's message equally quickly and took firm hold of her bare buttocks, still glowing from the spanking I'd given them, before thrusting firmly forward, driving open the entrance to her molten cavern and smoothly sliding in.

The angle of her upturned, vulnerable bottom made it easy to sink hard into her and I groaned myself as I felt her gripping me tightly inside that welcoming softness. She had let out a long sigh as she felt me penetrate so deeply into her and the blood was pounding in my forehead as a kind of red mist descended. Quickly, I withdrew slowly almost to her entrance, letting us both feel the magic of that first contact, before pounding back deep inside again and starting to pump hard with long, firm strokes!

Her breath was coming in short, sharp grunts as she reacted to my driving rhythm and then she cried out as if in pain! My hips didn't pause in their onslaught, but my eyes shot open and I was amazed to see that Ilse and Frieda were on their knees now and had taken an erect, pink nipple each in their teeth and were pulling and nibbling away at them enthusiastically. Together we were hitting Izzy with an almost overwhelming avalanche of sweet sensations!

From the sound of it, Izzy was almost on the verge of an orgasm already, which was probably a good thing I thought as I glanced in alarm at the open doorway into the room. If anyone came in now, there was absolutely no way that we could have stopped!

I shut my eyes again and redoubled my efforts, grunting with each powerful thrust of my tingling rod, soaking in the electric feel of it being squeezed by Izzy's tight vagina! We had to do this quickly!!

I gripped her buttocks tighter and began to fuck Izzy with shorter, even harder thrusts, feeling her body rock under me as I crashed repeatedly into her pussy! Within seconds her moans had changed into a thin, high, almost continuous mewl as she climbed and then teetered on the brink. I felt her quiver under me as her climax approached like an express train and then she froze as she reached and then slipped over the brink and the myriad of sweet spasms finally ripped through her.

The feel of her vagina convulsing around my own throbbing member was just the signal I needed to let her have one last heave as I too felt the climax that I'd held off for so long build almost painfully from the base of my cock right to the tip before exploding myself in sympathy. The sense of electric relief as I spurted out my seed deep within her was almost overwhelming and I grunted loudly with pure, intense satisfaction! 

The whole episode had been so physically and mentally draining that I almost collapsed over Izzy's back as we both dragged in deep breaths of air as we slowly, ever so slowly, came down to earth again. God but she was so nice to be inside!

I was just starting to think that maybe I should withdraw, or at least open my eyes again, when a new sound startled me, and the girls as well. My head snapped up and in the doorway were the two museum staff that we'd seen earlier. Presumably attracted by the noise that Izzy had been making (well, maybe by me too!). They stood in the doorway, eyes opened wide in surprise as they took in the sight of a semi-naked Izzy being ravished in their old museum stocks!

The man eventually found his voice and blurted out some excited Italian which I took to mean something along the lines of "Hello, hello, hello ... and what's going on here then?!"

So this was it. Literally caught with our pants down and bang to rights!!

29. Negotiating Lunch

Izzy had her arm wrapped possessively around my waist as we finally tumbled out of the museum together and made our way quickly to the centre of the sun drenched old square. 

I think that Izzy and I were both still caught up in the after effects of our explosive coming together what seemed like just a few minutes ago! Everything seemed so surreal! We didn't say anything at first as Ilse and Frieda finally turned to look back at the old building and burst into laughter. 

"My God Ilse!" gasped Frieda eventually, "How did you manage that!!"

"Yes," added Izzy, still grasping me tightly to her soft body and still breathing deeply, "How the hell did you manage that?!"

She was referring to the way that Ilse had been the first to recover from the shock of being caught red handed (or red bottomed in Izzy's case!). She'd jumped up and strode over to the two attendants and engaged them in a sharp conversation as the rest of us just gazed on helplessly. Well, not entirely because Izzy was trying hard and unsuccessfully to escape the stocks at the time!

Amazingly though, instead of raising the alarm as I'd feared, the two of them listened to Ilse and eventually looked at each other, shrugged expressively and then joined Ilse and Frieda in helping to release Izzy from her wooden trap. Then they helped us out of our 'stage' clothes and began to put the mannequins back on display as we dressed hurriedly to one side. We didn't escape entirely though as I saw the man taking the opportunity to quickly fondle Izzy's naked breasts as he 'helped' her out of the stocks, and the woman took a keen interest in helping me out of my costume, while briefly caressing my crown jewels in the process! She gave me a warm smile as she congratulated me on my 'performance'. I'd reddened even more as I realised how long she must have been watching! 

"Yes, come on Ilse," I added eventually, "just what did you say to them?"

"Well," said Ilse secretively, looking around in an exaggerated manner to enhance the atmosphere, "I told them that you and Izzy were recently married and that you were having sexual problems. You know the sort of thing, she's frigid and he as problems 'getting it up', so the doctor had recommended making love in unusual places to spice things up a bit!"

Izzy and I looked at her serious face aghast, "You didn't... " I gasped.

"Frigid!?" she snapped.

Frieda was giggling uncontrollably as she watched our reaction, "Oh stop it Ilse, look at poor Paolo's face!"

Ilse too smiled eventually, "Yeah ok Frieda. No, what I really said was to remind them of that conversation we'd heard earlier. You know, when they were talking about their 'secret' affair together."

Realisation dawned! So that's why they'd been so keen to help us fix things! Evidently a nice bit of blackmail had done the trick.

Soon we were all laughing together again, but it had been a close shave and I was glad that we'd finished for the day. Three times now and getting riskier each time. It was a good job that I was running out of cousins. Definitely time to retire from public performances!

Finally as we started to walk across the square again the direction of 'our' cafe, Izzy added in mock disgust, "You should have said Ilse. I had to let him fondle my tits!"

"Yeah, yeah!" responded Ilse sarcastically, "Don't give me that Izzy. I was watching your face. You were enjoying every second of it!"

By the time that we turned the corner into the small square in front of the cafe Izzy had simmered down a little, although I still held onto her tightly just in case she really did want to get at Ilse as she'd suggested more than once on the short walk over. At least she seemed to have forgotten the spanking!

We all stopped together though in surprise at the busy sight in front of us. When we'd left half an hour or so ago, only a few tables had been taken, but now only two tables were left unoccupied! Most of the patrons were young women and my suspicions about their reason for being there were confirmed when the small hubbub of conversation suddenly stopped and heads swivelled to look at us as we approached.

Fortunately one of the unoccupied tables was our old one in the shade of the big tree, and I almost dragged Izzy quickly over to it, only to stop short as I saw a small chrome sign bearing the word "RISERVETO" sitting in the middle of the table. Typical I thought as I looked unsuccessfully around for an alternative, but Ilse just brushed past and dropped into one of the seats, "Come on you lot, I don't want to be stared at any longer. What's the matter with these people!"

Just then I saw Rosa come out of the shop with coffees for a nearby table. Her face lit up as she saw us and as I gestured warily to the table she nodded vigorously to indicate that we should sit there. It looked as though she'd reserved it for us on purpose, but how could she have known that we'd come back I wondered?




A Family Affair Ch. 05



Then she was standing next to us, bright face beaming down, little pad out and ready to take an order, "Buonjiorno Paolo, I'm glad you've all come back," she gestured excitedly around with her hand, "I've never been so busy! I've had to get my sister over to cook and my daughter to help at the tables." So that explained the rather sour look that I was getting from a young teenager clearing away some plates from another table. She had long dark hair like her mother and a was wearing the same 'uniform' of black skirt, white shirt and pinafore apron but looked much shorter and slimmer.

Rosa got a signal from another table and went off to deal with that, leaving us with some lunch menus. The choice was limited, but looked interesting and I quickly settled on a rabbit stew. Izzy left her choice with us and left to take her turn to 'freshen up' inside, just as Rosa was rushing back to take our order before she had any other interruptions.

"Lunch is on the house," she said quickly, "I can't believe how much trade you've brought us!" before smiling mischievously and adding almost under her breath, "whatever you've all been up to!" I looked hesitantly around and although people had resumed their conversations, we were clearly still the subject of much discussion!

I thanked Rosa for her offer, but declined the freebie on behalf of us all because I knew that she wasn't likely to get rich on this one day alone! She probably knew too, and didn't press the point too much before retreating back to the shop with our order.

On the way she passed Izzy who was gaily tripping back towards us swinging some soft cream material around from the end of her finger as she went. I closed my eyes briefly as I realised that it was her panties! Clearly she was offering me them as my latest trophy, and had managed to do it in such a way that everyone in the cafe could see what she was handing over, generating a new buzz of excitement! 

"Izzy!" I snapped as I grabbed them and stuffed them quickly into my pocket to join Ilse's black ones and Frieda's red ones from earlier. 'What's was the matter with my stupid cousins!' I thought in some embarrassment as my three cousins simultaneously burst out laughing again! I looked guiltily towards Rosa by the cafe door. She'd stopped to watch and was smiling as she shook her head slowly in apparent disbelief. I was about to switch my eyes away when I saw her smile widen as her eyes locked onto mine and she lifted up her hand to give me the 'thumbs-up' sign! That's when I really turned red!

The stew was absolutely fantastic and I wolfed it down in record time. The morning's exercise had given me a great appetite and I was already tucking into a delicious sweet by the time that the girls had finished their main meals. I ignored their comments about me getting fat though and finally relaxed as I felt my energy levels building again. Even the women around us seemed content to leave us alone at last and we were able to enjoy a few minutes peace as we discussed plans.

They were keen to go shopping before we went back to the Villa which wasn't that high on my list of priorities, but in the end I said that I'd go with them to the main square again and do a bit of sight-seeing. So it fell to me again to gather together some notes and head off to the shop to pay.

Rosa was behind the counter when I went in cashing someone else's payment. Behind her, a plump woman was busy at the cooker with various pans bubbling away and giving off more delicious odours. Rosa had been right earlier when she'd said that they did good food. 

When she lifted her face and saw me, a look of surprise and then, strangely, what looked like disappointment flashed across her beautiful features. 

"Oh Paolo," she said sounding a little flustered, "...are you going already? I errr, ... I'll just have to take out this out. I'll be back in a minute." She gave me a quick, shy smile as she brushed past me.

I was just coming to terms with the little flash of excitement that the brief contact had triggered when I was distracted by the other woman who presumably was her sister. She'd turned and was looking at me with an appraising eye from her round, jovial face.

"Ah, the famous English 'Paolo' I presume. It's good to see you at last. Rosa hasn't stopped talking about you all morning." Her eyes travelled quickly up and down me, "Well, a bit skinny perhaps, but not bad for a 'Linguistic' professor. A bit on the young side I suppose, but Rosa's not exactly ancient and she's still quite a catch herself don't you think?"

My mouth opened in silent astonishment as I struggled to process this surprising information. Her English was good, much better than Rosa's, so presumably she meant what she said. So what had Rosa been saying? And what did it mean?

"I err ... well yes, she's very beautiful..." I mumbled in some confusion, just as Rosa re-appeared by my side. 

She took one look at our faces, guessed at what her sister must have said and then launched into a short angry tirade at her, and I'm sure that I spotted the Italian for 'mind your own business!' at the end! 

Her sister was unabashed however, and gave her a pained look in response, "Oh stop it Rosa, you think he's 'nice' and he thinks you're 'beautiful'. What more do you need to know!" Then she turned haughtily back to her cooking.

Rosa looked as though she was about to explode. Her shoulders were back and she'd taken a deep breath which stretched the material of her white shirt gloriously around her bust. There was no doubt about it, and despite the way that her hair was tied back so severely, she really was beautiful!

"Oh!" she said eventually in evident disgust as she gave up on her sister and turned back to me. I was quick to try and drag my eyes up from her chest to meet her eyes, but not quickly enough apparently as, amazingly, she suddenly sounded flustered and went a little red.

"I errr, well... I'd better sort this out..." she said quickly, dropping her eyes from mine in some embarrassment as she took the Euro notes that I was proffering.

She busied herself for a few minutes behind the till, sorting out our change before taking another deep breath to steady herself and then handing some coins to me. I put them straight into the little dish set by the till for tips. She smiled at me, all composure again.

"Well thank you Paolo, most generous of you. I hope that you've enjoyed the food and our little cafe, and I've loved practicing my English with you," she paused uncertainly for a few seconds, "... will you be long?" My eyebrows narrowed as I puzzled over her wording, "...I mean will you be staying here long? " she corrected hurriedly, before adding quickly"...I mean, I'm sure that we'd all like to see you again ... and your cousins as well of course!"

"But mainly you!" suggested her sister with a laugh behind her.

Rosa's eyebrows rose in exasperation, "Oh Goodness! Come on, I'll see you out," she mumbled, obviously getting flustered again.

I wasn't sure what to say to her as we stepped outside into the sunshine again. After all, I was only in the area for a week and who knew what schemes my cousins had thought up to 'entertain' us for the next few days? And then there was Maria, due home from college in a couple of days and the real reason for me being here in the first place. I shuddered to think what she'd say if she found out what had been going on already.

Seeing Rosa again seemed somewhat improbable and, the more I thought about it, highly dangerous! It may have been the way that my hormones had been stirred up already this morning, but I couldn't help but be attracted to her, despite our age difference. But despite our often trying language difficulties she was so easy to talk to that I felt comfortable with her already, and then there was that gorgeous figure of hers as well! My eyes strayed automatically back to the promising swellings of her bosoms again, but his time when I dragged them back to hers, she was smiling. Evidently a bit of semi-overt ogling wasn't entirely unwelcome!

Her eyes flicked over to where her daughter was busy cleaning a table a few yards away, which she was somehow managing to do while keeping the two of us under the closest of scrutiny.

"And having a handsome young man pay me some attention at least is improving my ... how you say... 'Street Cred' with my daughter at last!" she added with a bright little laugh.

I smiled as well, still not knowing what to say. She seemed to understand my reticence.

"But of course you'll be busy with your cousins, so I understand if you don't manage to call again." Her eyes were bright as she added, "Ciao Paolo" and leaned a little towards me to offer her cheek. 

Naturally I leaned in as well, but whether it was a hormonal thing or whatever, I found my lips suddenly straying sideways and planting themselves directly onto hers. I'd reached forward to take her arms in my hands and I felt her stiffen as my lips closed softly onto hers and she gasped in surprise. Not unexpected I suppose given that we were in the middle of her cafe area and only a few yards from her daughter!

But her stiffness lasted only a few seconds before I felt her give a little shudder as she relaxed into my arms and her lips slowly began to work back on mine! Her body seemed to mould itself into me as the kiss deepened, her hand sliding up my back to ruffle through my hair, sending little shivers down my spine. And she absolutely must have felt the response between my legs as her hips pushed into me for a few wonderful minutes before she finally broke off and stepped a pace backwards, breathing deeply.

She obviously had tremendous willpower, because I'm not sure that I could have broken off that kiss so quickly, but her eyes were full of something almost animal like as she gazed back hungrily into mine, before they snapped sideways as we heard a muted cheer go up around us. Evidently my new female fan club, who still occupied a number of tables around us had approved of the action!

I followed her gaze, and saw her sister looking out from the cafe window. She at least was beaming back encouragingly. You couldn't say that about her daughter though who'd stopped working and was looking at her mother and me with an expression of open-mouthed surprise.

I leaned over and whispered into Rosa's ear, "Well, it looks like you've certainly got some 'Street Cred' now Rosa!!"

I turned and saw that my cousins had already disappeared out of sight, heading towards the town square, which was probably a good thing given their likely reaction to our kiss. I turned back to Rosa feeling just as flustered as she probably did, and looked into her eyes again, trying hard to make sense of our little burst of desire. It really shouldn't have happened. But it had! Whatever next? I couldn't just leave it at that could I?

"I errr, I think I'll have to go..." I finally said, apologetically, as I indicated the corner of the square which my cousins had just disappeared around "...I'll try and get back before I go back to England..." before adding in a secret whisper," ...wow, that kiss!!"

Her face brightened as she nodded her agreement, but she still looked a little sad as I turned to chase off after the girls. I don't think that she expected us to meet again and, frankly, I'm not sure that I did either.

30. To Shop or Not to Shop ...?.

By the time I'd caught up with my cousins, they were on the edge of the square looking around and discussing what shops they would honour with their presence. Izzy looked up as I came up to them.

"About time too Paolo, what took you so long?" she laughed, "I bet you were chatting up that waitress again weren't you. What's the matter, aren't we sexy enough for you?"

She was still wearing that see-through blouse and the way that she cupped her boobs as she finished the sentence almost caused a traffic accident as a passing cyclist hit a street lamp and almost fell in front of a car!

"Ooops," said Izzy as the unfortunate young man was helped to his feet, apparently none the worse for his experience, "You'd have thought that he'd learn to control his bike before coming into busy areas like this!"

Ilse lifted her eyes to the heavens and shook her head, and then looked at her watch, "Come on, it's getting late, let's get on!"

It turned out that they'd already discussed the itinerary and Izzy was keen to get me into some of the smaller, modern boutiques scattered around the square so that I could buy something that she thought would be a bit more fashionable. That wasn't going to happen for two reasons. I didn't have enough money, and there was no way on earth that I would have let Izzy clothe me!

We had a short row, while I got my point over, and then Izzy stormed off on her own in the direction of the nearest shops.

Ilse shrugged her shoulders, "We'd probably better get after her Paolo. God knows what she'll do in there in that mood!"

I agreed, but declined their offer to control Izzy's wilder side and told them that I'd go off and do a bit of sight-seeing on my own instead. We agreed to meet back at the car in about half an hour, and I watched them head off into the shop with a distinct sense of relief!

Now that I was on my own at last though, I had to confess that I didn't really know anything about the place and wasn't at all sure what to 'sight-see'. Hanging around the square didn't seem like a good idea in case I bumped into Izzy again, and the town museum seemed equally off-limits for obvious reasons!

I looked around and began to wander aimlessly, looking at the magnificent old architecture of the buildings, searching for something out of the ordinary. My brain wasn't really on it though as I couldn't get the thought of Rosa out of my mind. And particularly that kiss as she'd snuggled into me! Even the thought of it was starting to give me an erection. What was the matter with me!?

I was probably day-dreaming as I eventually sauntered down a side-street, but I was quickly brought back to reality as I turned a corner!

I must have been on autopilot because my feet had somehow instinctively brought me back to our little square and the cafe again!

I came to an abrupt halt and stared across at the cafe in shock. How had I got back here? And so quickly!

A number of tables were still occupied and I saw Rosa's daughter busy taking drinks out to some new customers, but she wasn't looking my way. There was no sign of Rosa though and I wondered for a second whether I should simply turn and go, before life got any more complicated!

Too late! She appeared at the doorway and called something across to her daughter. At the same moment her eyes switched across to where I was standing and she went rigid as our stares met. I saw the shock and surprise flash through them before something deeper and earthier took their place. I suspect that mine went through the same transformation. There was some kind of instant, almost telepathic connection that went something like...

"I WANT YOU!"

"SO DO I!"

We held each other's gaze for what seemed an age before she beckoned me over.

Her daughter fixed me with that shocked, open mouthed expression again as I strode past her wondering if I could just pull Rosa into an embrace right there on the doorstep. But she had other ideas. As I got nearer, she put out her hand and almost dragged me inside the cafe. Her sister was still busy in the kitchen section and was sipping a drink which she spluttered into as she turned to see what our little commotion was about, just as Rosa was dragging me past the counter and into a little corridor leading into the back.

Rosa's sister was definitely a wordly woman though, "Don't worry, I'll look after the shop!" she called out as Rosa opened a door near the end of the corridor and pushed me in!

It was a small office of some kind. Rather gloomy with small, high and barred windows. Not that I took that much notice because Rosa was standing just a few electrifying inches from me after she'd impatiently slammed the door shut behind us. Her lovely hazel eyes were still locked on mine, suddenly smouldering with desire. She hadn't said a word, but her lips had parted and I knew that it wasn't to speak as she reached out and pulled me into a close embrace as, this time, those soft lips closed hungrily over mine!

This time the kiss went on and on and on, our tongues quickly getting into the action, sliding together and performing a breathtaking, erotic wrestling match that I would have liked to have gone on forever! One of her hands was behind my neck, still pulling me into her while the other roamed sensuously around my back. She seemed to have lost all her inhibitions!

Mine too were busy, raking up and down her back and sides, sliding over her sensuous behind, enjoying the feel of the beautiful curving contours under my fingers. As I lifted one hand up her side to find the side of her bosom, she pulled back a little to invite it to explore further and instantly my hand had slipped between us to cup her breasts. She let out a long low moan from the back of her throat as I began to massage them through her blouse, and responded in kind by dropping her hand down my back and gripping my buttocks, pulling my hips harder into her as she grounded her pussy up against the big bulge that had instantly appeared in my slacks. 

We were both looking distinctly hot and bothered when we finally did surface for air, and leaned away slightly in our tight embrace, our eyes devouring each other's features from so close together.

"Oh Paolo," she whispered hoarsely, almost in wonder, "I ... I ... didn't expect to see you again...and when I saw you ... I..."

I knew exactly what she meant! I didn't know how I'd got back here but I put it down to fate (and a strong dose of extreme physical attraction!) She still sounded a little unsure of herself though. I needed to find the right words.

"Rosa, Rosa ...Oh God Rosa ... I just can't resist you ...you're so, so beautiful... I don't care about anything else... I just want you so much!"

That seemed to do it! 

She let out a strangled little gasp and then her hands were back between us, deftly unbuttoning my shirt so that she could slide them across my chest. I let out a long sigh as my skin responded to her thrilling touch, and then her hands were slipping lower, making my abdomen tense as she started to pull the shirt out of my trousers. It seemed like a good time to return the favour and my own hands were quickly on her bosom, dragging open the buttons of her white blouse and quickly revealing the rather simple white cups of her bra underneath. I didn't care what the bra looked like though, because I just wanted it off so that I could see her full, promising breasts that were pulled tightly together under the plain white material. My hands slid instinctively around her side, following the bra straps under her blouse when she wriggled away from me in apparent annoyance. I stopped, confused, but my eyes widened when I saw her fingers snap to the front of her bra, releasing a little catch between the bra cups. Idiot! It was a front fastener and I hadn't noticed!

It didn't matter though as my fingers instantly retraced their steps around her side, gently eased away her hands and slid under the now loosened cups to slide over the underside of her two full, firm orbs. Her eyes closed and her head went back as she responded to the electrifying feel of my fingers caressing both her taut breasts and when they slid over and captured her nipples she sagged into me as the surge of pleasure almost overwhelmed her! 

God but they felt good and I leaned back a little further so that I could look down and enjoy the sight. Her breasts felt so lovely in my hands. Her nipples were long and dark brown, and quickly hardened under my touch as I rolled then between my thumb and fingers before starting to seriously squeeze and pull at them. Her breathing had suddenly shortened as she felt the effect of my attention on them and I watched her face with awe as a look of pain and ecstasy quickly spread over her features.




A Family Affair Ch. 05



She seemed to shudder after a short while though and suddenly everything was urgency! Her hands slid down my front and were instantly searching for my belt buckle, quickly opening it and then releasing the button underneath before dragging down the zipper. I'd tensed my muscles in response but she'd opened me up so quickly that I gasped in surprise myself as I felt her hand slip inside my pants and her fingers wrapped themselves like serpents around my painfully stiff member. The sudden shock of her fingers squeezing me and pulling at me sent a blissful shock coursing through my loins and as my erection uncoiled and she slid me out of my pants I let out a long, expressive sigh of relief.

I looked back into her eyes and they were wide with desire as she let her fingers caress and slide over my hardness. I could see that she was thinking just how good it would feel inside her.

"Oh Paolo," she whispered throatily, "so so big..."

So now it was my turn to act. Distracted as I was by the way that she was manipulating my hardness, I still let my hands run over her hips and down her thighs, searching for the hem of her skirt. When they got there I simply grabbed hold and dragged the material up until it was rumpled up around her waist. 

Her tanned legs were bare of any stockings, and the only thing between my searching fingers and their goal was a plain pair of white panties, drawn firmly up into her crutch by the way that I'd shoved up her black skirt. Almost instinctively I cupped the mound of her pantie covered pussy with my hand, letting my fingers feel for the shape of her swollen slit underneath. We both gasped together at the contact! She cried out quietly as the smouldering fire between her legs exploded and I groaned too as her hand instinctively tightened around my thick, throbbing shaft!

I could feel that the soft white material was damp as my fingers teased up and down the outside of her sexual lips. She was clearly well aroused already, and so was I! There was no point hanging around much longer because we both knew instinctively that we were ready for each other, so I took hold of the white triangle and dragged the panties down her legs, letting them drop to the floor where she kicked them off and to one side. The dark black triangle that had been exposed looked absolutely heavenly and this time when my hand cupped her pussy, my fingers met no resistance as they slipped into the hot, wet slit beneath!

I thought that I was going to have to hold her up because she slumped against me as my fingers found her little button and began to tease away at the super sensitive skin around it. This time her cry wasn't quiet and for a second I wondered if they'd hear in the shop! Fortunately my arm was around her waist though and she soon regained her strength, but remained tight up against me as she tried hard to deal with the sudden avalanche of sweet electric signals radiating straight into her tortured mind. 

Then with another gasp, and some garbled Italian, she pulled away from me again, her head desperately twisting round the small room, searching for somewhere to finish making love. But there was little room. Most of the space was occupied by an old antique desk, with piles of business papers scattered around the green leather top.

Not a problem! With a snort of disgust she used the hand that wasn't still wrapped around my straining cock to sweep the papers away and then she twisted round with her bottom to the edge of the desk and leaned backwards, pulling me up to her widespread legs in the same urgent motion. "Now Paolo...oh, now ...!!"

I looked down from between her legs at her magnificently erotic, half naked figure. Her open blouse seemed to highlight her bare breasts which stood out magnificently high and firm with her long nipples pointing straight at me. Below that her skirt was still ruffled up around her waist leaving her pussy unprotected and thrust up towards me by the way that her hips dug into the edge of the desk. Her thighs were taut and glistening with a thin sheen of sweat as they waited impatiently to wrap themselves around my hips.

And that wasn't long in coming either, because she still held my straining member and whilst I'd been marvelling at the sight in front of me, she'd been drawing the tip of my cock right up to the damp, oily entrance to her womanhood. 

It was time for me to take over and I impatiently pulled her hand away as I leaned forward, letting my hips guide my thick rod between her outer lips, right up against the pink opening waiting so expectantly to receive me. With a further push, I nosed apart the opening and we both gave out a low moan as I began to slide in.

Her eyes were open and unfocussed as her mouth opened in a silent "oooooooh" as she felt me penetrate deep inside her, that silent sound reflecting my own excitement as I felt her hot vagina tighten around me, sending an explosion of electric excitement dancing up and down my cock! 

Then her legs lifted and wrapped around me, leaving her pivoting on my thick erection and locking me in place inside her. Not that I was thinking of going anywhere!

When I'd plunged in as far as I could we both paused for a few minutes to savour the magical feeling of our union, but not for too long as Rosa impatiently began to thrust herself at me, wanting to kick start that even more magical feeling of being fucked!

Despite her clearing the desk so dramatically, I didn't fancy climbing on, so I reached forward and scooped her up into my arms watching her shocked expression change to one of satisfaction a she buried her head in my shoulder and I started to pump away inside her, forcing her soft buttocks to rub against the top of the desk underneath her as my hips drove frantically to and fro. She didn't complain, just grunting as each driving thrust sent powerful vibrations dancing around her pussy. 

We were quickly into a rhythm. One that wasn't to last long either! 

The excitement of our sudden coming together was being translated into pure lust and we were both feeding off each other's increasing pleasure as our pace increased. There was no need to hold back or control ourselves because we were both quickly on the edge and I felt her hands tighten around my neck as her groans changed to little cries of frustration as she reached and then teetered on the edge of a big orgasm. I knew that I was about to come and there was no holding that back, so I gave a final, long and massive thrust, deeper than I'd been before! I was rewarded by her finally crying out again as she lost herself to the sweet convulsions that rippled around her pussy and spread around her taut body, just as I too exploded and sent spasm after spasm of my seed deep, deep inside her hot cavern!

Then we sagged together in weary relief as we rode the long, slow path back down to reality again!

31. Coming Back To Earth

We were both breathing hard in each other's arms for long minutes as we savoured the warmth of our embrace. Rosa mumbled some soft words of Italian into my ear as she gradually calmed and I tried to respond with some suitable English to describe how much I'd enjoyed making love to her. Odds are that neither of us understood any of it, but just the sounds of our voices were comforting and made us feel closer and happier for a few minutes longer.

Then there was an urgent knocking at the door!

"Rosa, Rosa...are you? ... are you? ...finished???" It was her sister whispering urgently at the door, "...you can't stay in their all day! People are starting to notice!"

"Anyway, it's my turn now!" she added cheekily with a laugh before I heard her footsteps disappear back into the cafe.

I looked into Rosa's eyes and smiled, kissed her slowly and lovingly and then eased myself backwards as she slowly unlocked her ankles from behind my back, both of us sighing in disappointment as I slipped out.

"Your sister has an interesting sense of humour!" I said as I bent down to start pulling up my pants. Rosa had turned away from me, almost shyly I thought, as she started to re-arrange her own clothing, but she twisted her head round and gave me a mischievous look, "You think that she's kidding?!" Then she laughed as she saw my mouth sag silently open in surprise!

We chatted casually as we dressed. I was surprised at how 'normal' it seemed. We'd only met today but we seemed so comfortable together. But finally we were done and spent a further few minutes checking each other's clothing and doing our best to straighten our hair so that it didn't look too obvious that we'd just spent the last however long fucking the living daylights out of each other!

I don't think that we were entirely successful though because when we walked through the shop and into the open air again, practically every head seemed to swing round! Except Rosa's daughter, who was pretending to straighten a table some distance away and was refusing to look at us.

"Ooops," I said apologetically as I saw Rosa look across at her, "I hope I haven't caused you problems."

It didn't seem to worry her though, "Oh don't worry about my daughter, she's always telling me to get a man, so she can't really complain when I finally meet one that I like. She probably just fancies you herself!!" 

"Do you have to go now, already?" she added in disappointment as I looked at my watch. I didn't want to but I was already a couple of minutes late for my rendezvous with my cousins at the car park. I shrugged in resignation, "I'm afraid so, I don't want my cousins coming here to find me! I will be back though. Absolutely definitely!" My grammar may not have been the best but she got the message and smiled warmly as she leaned forward to give me a quick kiss. It had to be a quick one because anything else and I'd have been dragging her back into her office again!

I'd turned and was starting to walk reluctantly away when she called and came over to me again as I turned, putting herself between me and the shop.

"I nearly forget" she smiled nervously as she pressed something into my hand, "I gather it's a custom with you?!" 

I looked down and saw the small white parcel of clothing that I'd received. My eyes widened in surprise as I realised that she'd given me her panties too! I was about to protest, but she placed a delicate finger over my lips to 'shush' me and laughed delightedly at my discomfort as she pulled away again. 

They still felt disturbingly warm, and I shook my head as I quickly stuffed them into my trouser pocket where they joined Frieda's, Ilse's and Izzy's. That pocket was definitely bulging now, so it was a good job that I was due to head back to the villa!

We waved slightly sheepishly as we parted given that the whole of the cafe's attention still seemed to be on us as I turned and headed for the car park, and our notoriety was not helped by Rosa's sister's voice chasing me out of the square.

"Don't forget whose turn it is next Paolo!"

Aaaaaargh!

When I reached the car park I knew that I was in for trouble. My cousins were leaning on the car chatting and by then I was about twenty minutes late. 

Would I get away with it? Not a chance!

"Ah look who's here at last," said Izzy sarcastically as she made a point of checking her watch, "Too many sights to see then?! And one of them wouldn't have been back at the cafe by chance would it?!"

"Don't know what you can possibly mean," I responded airily as I pulled open the rear passenger door of the big Fiat Estate.

"Oh no you don't!" she snapped as she took hold of my arm and guided me to the front passenger seat, "If you think I'm trusting you in the back with those two again, you've got another thing coming!"

Ilse pretended to be offended, "Cousin Izzy, whatever do you take us for?!"

They stared hard across the car at each other for long seconds before they both burst into laughter. It was infectious, and soon we were all chuckling together as we climbed into the car for the return journey. Well, at least that had gotten them off the subject of Rosa!

32. A Lazy Afternoon - Not!

The trip back to the Villa went relatively smoothly.

Ilse and Frieda chatted cosily in the back, pretty much ignoring us, whilst Izzy tried to drive the big Fiat Estate like my Uncle's Maserati!

I'd just got to the point where I'd managed to relax the muscles in my hands from their death grips on the seat and door handle when Izzy went for a gap between an oncoming tractor and a coach just about big enough for a Fiat Uno! There was a crescendo of horns and brakes around us as she skilfully guided us through the narrowing gap and, by the time that I'd opened my eyes again, the carnage was way behind us.

Eventually I started breathing again, this time determined to tell Izzy sternly that she needed to slow down.

"Can you believe that tractor driver back there!" she interrupted in apparent disgust that someone else might have wanted to use her piece of road, "I mean, couldn't he see that I was overtaking! Why didn't he stop?!"

I thought about expanding on that exemplary piece of logic, but in the end just slowly shook my head in relief that we were still in one piece!

I may still have been shaking my head by the time that we skidded to a halt on the gravel drive in front of the Villa again, especially when a voice piped up from the back.

"Hey, nice work Izzy," said Ilse, "that was definitely quicker than last time we did that run!"

Still, we were back, and more or less in one piece, although I did feel the need to check how much hair I'd got left. And it was pretty much siesta time, so as we tumbled through the doorway, I put everything else out of my mind and headed for the big staircase.

"I'm just going up to my bedroom for a rest," I added casually to the girls. Surely they too must be at least a little tired. After all, I'd had them all this morning in various tense and exciting places. 

"That sounds like a good idea," said Ilse behind me as she started to climb the stairs as well. 

'Ah', I thought in relief as I climbed, at least someone's got some sense!

Down the corridor, I eased open my room door and stared longingly at the big white bed that dominated the room. It looked so good that I took a couple of paces forward and literally dived into its welcoming soft warmth, letting the covers envelope me as I closed my eyes in blissful appreciation.

Then my eyes shot open again!

Nothing to do with any discomfort in the bed, but all to do with the girlish giggles that appeared to have followed me into my room! My head snapped round as I found myself staring at Ilse and Izzy, with Frieda just behind and closing the door behind them.

"Hey!" I gasped in surprise, "I came up here for some sleep!"

"So did we," said Ilse disarmingly as her fingers dragged her ivory top out of her skirt and started to pull it over her head , "but we thought it would be nice to join you..."

By now Frieda too had unbuttoned the top of her dress and was wriggling her shoulders out of it so that it crumpled down to her waist and Izzy's lacy cream bra was really on display as she unbuttoned her see-through blouse and eased that off as well. The sight of three young woman stripping in front of me would normally have had a pretty predictable reaction between my legs, but after all this morning's activity, my main man was hardly stirring!

But, irrespective of my state of exhaustion, it really was nice to watch the girls disrobe. None of them showed an ounce of self-consciousness as they peeled away their protective layers. Frieda had already pulled down her dress and kicked it to one side, which is when I remembered that they were all missing a key part of their underclothes as her shapely little bush came breathtakingly into view! Her stockings and suspenders seemed to frame the light brown triangle so beautifully, and the hint of darker slit underneath made my mouth water involuntarily!

Within seconds, both Izzy and Ilse had slipped out of their skirts and were flashing their pussies, stockings and suspenders at me as well. It was like heaven! And no sooner had I got over that image than they'd all done that girly thing together where they almost casually reached behind their backs, unclipped their bras and shuffled the loosened cups down and off their breasts in a single smooth motion. Why could I never do it so effortlessly?!

My gaze was now riveted on six golden orbs and their dark, pinky tips, still dancing a little as the girls took a moment to admire themselves. I doubt that even they were thinking about all the wonderful things that I'd like to do to them though!

Of course, their attention was soon back on me, still fully dressed on the bed!

"Right girls, get him!!" shouted Izzy as she launched her semi-naked form at me, just as I was belatedly struggling to get up. Her weight took me straight back onto the bed though, and as I rocked back up. I was hit by the giggling forms of Ilse and Frieda close behind! Then their hands were all over me as I struggled under the weight of all that bare skin and the octopus like grip of their strong arms and legs.

My shoes and socks disappeared almost instantly and my shirt was whipped off me equally quickly. Then my belt had been loosened and Izzy was dragging my slacks down my legs, just as I managed to squirm free of the other two and sit up again with my boxer shorts still intact, just!

Izzy had my slacks in her hands though and was holding them up as her trophy, when she must have remembered about the contents of one bulging pocket!

"Ha, time to get out our panties back girls!" she laughed as she delved in and pulled them out, 

"What...!???" she gasped moments later as she laid them out on the bed next to me. Ilse and Frieda craned their necks round to see what Izzy was talking about. There they were, Frieda's bright red ones, Ilse's black ones and Izzy's delicate cream triangle. And then the simple white ones!

She shot an accusing look straight at me, "And where have these come from?... Oh, I don't believe it!" She shared her look with Ilse and Frieda, "It couldn't have been could it? ... the waitress???!"

All heads turned to me.

I knew that I'd gone bright red again, so it was un-necessary to answer.

Instead I made a bolt for the bathroom and locked the door behind me. 

"I'm taking a shower!" I shouted though the flimsy wooden barrier! 

It was a long shower! Apart from delaying the inevitable confrontation with Izzy, I just felt the hot water so incredibly soothing as it fired into my bare skin that I stayed under the spray for what seemed like an age. Eventually, I got round to soaping up and finally started to feel alive again as I rubbed some strength back into my taut muscles. My mind had strayed backwards and forwards over the days events, but I was still in something of a turmoil as I stepped out of the shower and began to towel myself dry.

I mean, I'd just about got used to the idea of our little family secret and my 'female support group', but now I'd managed to get myself involved with Rosa as well. What was the matter with me! And I'd almost given up contemplating how all this was going to pan out with our housekeeper's daughter, Maria, when she finally got back from Florence in the next day or so. After all, one of my main reasons for being here was to try and convert our long-standing friendship into something deeper. I knew from our recent texts that she was up for it, and I definitely was. But how was she likely to feel about my recent escapades if she found out about them. Or, more worryingly, if Caterina found out, which given her close relationship with the family was an even bigger possibility! What an incredible mess I'd got myself in, but of course the almost continuous sex was a bit of a compensation though!!




A Family Affair Ch. 05



So, by the time I'd wrapped myself in a white terry bath-robe and steeled myself to unlock the door, I was still feeling somewhat flustered, if a little fresher.

Re-entering my bedroom the first thing that I noticed were my cousins sprawled across my big bed. The second thing wasn't entirely unexpected. They were all naked now, having dispensed with their stockings and suspenders in little piles by the side of the bed. The third thing was unexpected though. The bed had a large chromed piece of metalwork at the head that was raised quite high so that pillows could be piled up against it. But now it had some new decorations. Strung across the top were four triangular, brightly coloured pieces of material, attached together by what looked like hair clips. It was my pantie trophy collection!

"Oh, very funny!" I said sarcastically as I approached the bed, determined now to reclaim my territory, but my eyes had been drawn to the simple white triangle in the middle of the row.

Izzy was propped up on one elbow and she followed my eyes, "We thought we ought to give your waitress's knickers pride of place seeing as she completely out-witted us!"

"We are supposed to be protecting you from that sort of thing you know!" she added, her voice dripping with injured pride.

"Oh don't be silly Izzy," I responded with some annoyance, "All that stuff was for the middle ages! And I like Rosa, but it doesn't mean anything deep. She's just lonely and ..."

But I was distracted now by Ilse, laying in front of Izzy, as she let her hand run to her breast, caressing it briefly before sliding down lower over her belly and opening her legs slightly so that she could cup her curly blonde pussy. It was an incredibly erotic movement.

"So you've not lost interest in us then?" she asked innocently.

I'd stopped breathing again as my eyes locked onto her hand and the way that her fingers were starting to wriggle their way into her inner folds My face must have been a picture as I stuttered a response because suddenly all three of them just dissolved into laughter. Clearly I'd just been 'had' - again! Disappointingly, Ilse withdrew her hand, although not without a touch of reluctance I noticed, and then they all bounced up off the bed together.

"Right, time for OUR shower now!" exclaimed Izzy as they tumbled past me, bare breasts joggling disturbingly, and Frieda crying out in surprise as Ilse landed a sharp smack on her sister's posterior!

I was surprised. "You won't all be able to get in at the same time, it's not big enough," I protested.

"Oh, it'll be a tight squeeze alright..." laughed Izzy, "...but that's just how we like it isn't it girls!?" she added a little huskily!

I listened to their excited chatter and giggling for a few minutes after they'd closed the bathroom door, briefly wondering whether they'd locked it! But even if they hadn't, and despite the obvious attraction of sneaking a look to see what they got up to together, I was just too tired. Exhausted really. The stress of dealing with my new-found 'gang' and worrying about how I was going to handle Maria was really getting to me, so I shut out the girlish giggles and whoops of laughter, tottered over to the bed and collapsed into its soft warmth.

Within seconds I was fast asleep! 

33. A Surprise for Aunt Luisa 

Ilse's familiar moans and little grunts of excitement were gradually getting louder, and the gaps between them were getting shorter. I knew that she was getting more and more aroused, nearer and nearer to a welcome climax.

It felt weird somehow, because the more uninhibited that she became and the stranger that I felt. It was as if I was thrusting into thin air rather than into Ilse's hot, oily cavern!

Then, as if by magic, I felt a head suddenly nestling into my shoulder, and soft lips kissing my neck and nibbling gently at my ear. I was confused. How could I be giving Ilse a good seeing-to and getting kissed on the neck at the same time?

Finally my eyes dragged themselves open, and reality swept into my sleep deprived brain.

I was lying sideways on the bed still, and Ilse did seem as though she was getting a good 'seeing-to'. But not by me apparently! Immediately, I felt the hardness between my legs strengthen. It seemed as though I could give Ilse a good fuck if only I could sort out what was happening around me!

I twisted my head slightly and recognised Izzy's auburn hair, her head snuggling into my neck from behind. So that explained the kisses then.

My eyes switched back in front of me and gazed straight at Ilse's beautiful breast. The small, taut orb was dancing in front of me as her body literally quivered with lust and desire, the tight pink nipple positively straining towards the ceiling. It was a mesmerising sight, and my mouth went dry as I watched it gyrate for a few more minutes as Ilse's little cries reached an almost continuous pitch. Was she 'doing' herself? Here. Right in front of me?!

It was no good. As Ilse's excitement spread to me, I had to find out what was happening, so I lifted myself up onto my elbow, taking Izzy's head, and tantalising tongue, with me.

Then all was revealed!

Ilse was on her back, her writhing head thrashing from side to side a little above me. Her eyes were tightly closed and her face covered in painful ecstasy as her lips tightened into an almost continuous, thin, high moan.

The reason was now clear as I looked down, past those joggling beauties just next to me to where she had her legs splayed outrageously wide, and another head was bobbing busily between them, right over her soaking pussy. So that's where Frieda was!

She seemed to sense my presence and lifted her eyes up to meet mine. She winked, and maybe smiled briefly, but she didn't stop working on her sister. Her fingers were on Ilse's downy labia lips, pulling them apart and her tongue was busy in between. I could see it slashing hard back and forth over and around Ilse's little pink bud which had risen out from beneath it's protective sheet, totally subject to Frieda's merciless assault!

Not that Ilse seemed to mind how much her sister taunted her. Her hips were gyrating and she was thrusting them hard back into Frieda's face as she devoured every ounce of glorious, electrifying pleasure! I could tell from the way that her body was tightening that she was getting near the brink. So could everybody else!

"Go on Paulo," whispered Izzy into my ear, indicating Ilse's bouncing breast.

It seemed like a good idea and I dropped my face down onto her, my mouth closing on the taut mound, my tongue immediately sliding over and then flicking at her wonderfully erect nipple.

The sudden attention on her breasts, made Ilse gasp even louder and one of her hands wrapped itself urgently around my head, pulling me harder into her in an almost vice like grip. That was ok by me though because all that I wanted to do just then was suck and play with that captured nipple!

But Ilse couldn't stand much more of that, especially when Frieda suddenly seemed to increase the tempo on Ilse's straining clit ... and I started to nibble at her nipple with my teeth! Her back arched and froze for long seconds as she teetered on the brink and then with a loud cry she succumbed, letting her tortured body drop back onto the bed as it was enveloped by all those sweet little convulsions!

Eventually, her grip on the back of my head loosened and I pulled my head up. Glancing down I saw that Frieda was still between Ilse's legs, but she'd calmed down and was just licking gently at Ilse's juice laden slit, letting her tongue slide slowly, repeatedly over her pulsating pussy. This time there was no disguising the smile beaming up at me, and she soon rose up and pulled herself over her sated sister to reach me, her lips searching for mine as we embarked on a long and deep kiss of our own. It was amazing. I'd only been awake for a few minutes and here I was, already up to my ears in sex mad cousins!

At first I wondered at the strange taste of her and then I realised with a shock that it was Ilse's juices that were now circulating inside both our mouths! It was an explosive thought, somehow beguiling, certainly confusing!

Eventually we drew apart, breathing hard. My mind was spinning already as I looked down at Ilse naked body, still squirming slowly beneath me as she started to come round after her tumultuous orgasm. I felt Izzy's arms wrap around my waist from behind as she started to nuzzle into my neck again. I sighed with pleasure. My willpower was draining away already!

I reached forward to cup one of Frieda's gorgeous breasts, enjoying the way that her tingling C-cup rested in my palm as, lower down, Izzy's questing hand slid open my bathrobe and slipped casually around my already straining member. She gave a little grunt of appreciation as she felt how hard I was, and I responded in kind as her fingers slowly slid along its length, triggering a veritable starburst of hot, sensuous sensations from between my legs.

The only thought that was troubling me now was whether I should plant my throbbing erection inside Izzy's dark, mysterious pussy, or whether it would fit best into Frieda's light brown jungle. From recent experience they'd both been so fantastically wet, tight and hot! Oh decisions, decisions!!

Then there was a sharp knock at the door!

I froze instantly.

Frieda was busy picking up my spare hand and placing it over her other breast. She only stopped after it was firmly in place!

Izzy just continued to calmly stroke my erection!

I tried a quick "Ssssssh" aimed at all three of them. There was just a chance that if we kept quiet, whoever was outside would just go away, and not catch me in bed with my three naked cousins and a large erection!

"Paolo?" came a familiar, quiet voice moments later, "Are you in there? I've got something to give you... something to read for later ..." I cringed.

"Hi Aunt Luisa," shouted Izzy brightly from beside me as she finally let go of my straining flesh, "we're all here, come on in!"

This despite me staring daggers at her from start to finish, "Izzy!!" I gasped in horror!

But it was too late, the doorknob turned and the door began to swing open. I just had time to remove my hands from Frieda's breasts, and getting a hard stare of disappointment from my cousin for my troubles, before my Aunt appeared in the doorway and took a few paces into the room. 

She was still as tall, and elegant as ever, not a pound of extra fat anywhere, and her short black raven hair was styled and combed to perfection as it danced around her petite face. I'd never ever seen her flustered before, whatever catastrophes might be taking place in the house, but even her bright grey eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of our little mini-orgy! 

"Oh!" she said, sounding a little startled, " I didn't realise that you were in the middle of ..."

Her voice had trailed away a little, but Izzy had already bounced up off the bed and gone over to her putting her arm round my Aunt's waist and drawing her closer to the bed.

"Oh don't worry Aunt Luisa, we hadn't really got started yet," she paused as if in thought for a second before continuing, "Well, Ilse has, but that was while Paolo was still asleep, so it doesn't really count!" 

Izzy'd been craning her head round to see the title of the book that my Aunt was carrying, and gasped in delight when she read it, "Wow, 'The Joy of Sex'! Looks like you're in for some fun later Paulo...Oh really Paolo, don't be so silly!!" she added in disdain as she glanced towards me and saw that my free hands were desperately trying to cover my vertical flag pole from view!

I gave up and let them fall to my side, enjoying the little secret smile that slipped over my Aunt's face and the way that her eyes sparkled at the sight of me!

She was still wearing the long, apple white Summer dress from this morning, buttoned loosely down the front, but now she had added a long silver pendant containing a large green gem-stone that hung down from a chain around her neck and nestled between the bulges of her bosom. I noticed that the top buttons were now undone, letting the dress gape around her shoulders and down to the twin bulges below, whilst at the bottom a similar number of buttons appeared to be loosened so that her white stocking tops occasionally slipped into view a she moved around. I had the distinct impression that she'd arranged herself that way for my benefit alone! And it wasn't something that the girls were likely to miss!!

"Are you going to join us?" said Izzy brazenly. 

I couldn't believe that she'd just said that!

My Aunt seemed to take a step back in confusion, "Oh, err no ... I don't think so... this is your time together after all ... though I'm pleased to see you all getting on so well!"

Izzy wasn't taking 'No' for an answer though, "Oh that's not a problem, we all enjoy making love with you... come on Frieda help me persuade her!"

I was still processing the term 'we ALL enjoy making love with you' and was wondering again just how long the female element of our little 'secret society' had been going on when my mouth opened involuntarily at the sight of Izzy drawing the older woman into her naked body and planting her lips straight onto my Aunt's!

For a moment I thought that Izzy had gone too far and my Aunt would push her away. She'd lifted her free hand as though in defence but because Izzy was pressing into her, she'd only succeeded in wrapping it around Izzy's bare breast. There was a moments confusion in her eyes and I held my breath waiting for an outburst, but it never came. After just a few seconds of feeling Izzy's lips working urgently on hers, my Aunt seemed to shudder as she closed her eyes and I knew instantly that she was returning Izzy's kiss in kind!

By then Frieda had arrived on the scene and she took the book out of my Aunt's hand and placed it onto a side table as she winked at me. No doubt thinking what the 'Joy of Sex' would do for all our relationships! With her other hand free though Aunt Luisa now started to take charge! She was already caressing and massaging Izzy's breast and I saw her catch the nipple between her fingers and scissor it hard. Izzy murmured something in response but it was muffled as my Aunt's free hand was running through Izzy's auburn hair and pulling her even harder into the molten kiss that had developed between them.

"Wow... " said Ilse beside me as she sat up, open mouthed, "that didn't take long!"

Frieda too was quick to join in the action. She came up behind my Aunt, pushing aside her short black hair so that she could get at her slender white neck, covering the sensitive skin with little butterfly kisses whilst her hands slipped under my Aunt's arms to cup and squeeze her breasts under the white dress. This time it was my Aunt who murmured something almost inaudible as she found herself trapped between my two naked cousins. It was hot stuff!

"Jesus!!" I exclaimed in shock.

Not because of anything happening in front of me though, but because I'd felt a hand snake between my legs, cupping my balls and fingers starting to scratch lightly at the taut skin between my legs! My big erection was already up and running and given what I was watching it was unlikely to go anywhere soon, but this little intervention by Ilse had forced it to strain even higher upwards!

"Mmmm" murmured Ilse as she stared hungrily at it, "...if you need to put that somewhere warm Paolo, I'd be happy to help out!"

My response was a strangled little cry as I struggled to switch my concentration between Ilse's sexy body, distinctly within touching distance beside me on the bed, and the little erotic scene being played out in front of me with my Aunt. And that was getting hotter by the second as Frieda's nimble fingers began to unbutton the top of the white dress!

"Oh well," sighed Ilse disappointedly as she saw where my eyes had gone, "...I suppose that you should really save it for Aunt Luisa..." But she'd obviously decided that it was her job to make sure that I didn't wilt and she continued to lightly caress me while we watched my Aunt being disrobed! I glanced down at my throbbing, swollen cock, wondering whether it was about to explode!

Frieda had managed to get almost all of the buttons on my Aunt's dress undone, while Izzy, for all her youthful enthusiasm, appeared to be struggling a little to match my Aunt's kiss. I noticed that, while one of my Aunt's hand was still working hard on Izzy's breast, the other had disappeared out of sight between the two woman and I had a good idea where it was going! As if to confirm I saw Izzy's naked back stiffen, the muscles tensing around her bare buttocks as the wandering hand reached its target and began to expertly explore Izzy's moist pussy!

It was finally too much for Izzy, and with a gasp she finally pulled away, sagging slightly as she tried to deal with the electric excitement that my Aunt's fingers had been inflicting on her. As she did so, my Aunt's dress finally parted as Frieda drew it back over her shoulders. 

Ilse and I gasped in unison, Izzy a short time afterwards as her senses began to return.

I thought that my Aunt had looked incredibly sexy and beautiful before. Was it only last night when I'd been invited to her bedroom? But now?!

She stood there for a moment, still breathing deep after Izzy's attentions. She was a slim women, and her long, shapely legs seemed to go on forever. They were clad in some white hold-up stockings with a fancy top that held them in place half way up her thighs. Her firm hips were wrapped in a triangle of bright lime green, the panties bulging invitingly over her pussy. Above her flat stomach, a matching lime green bra pushed her breasts sexily together which accounted for the cleavage I'd seen earlier.

Frankly that would have been exciting enough at any other time, but what had really caught our attention was her jewellery. 

The big green pendant was still dangling on its thin silver chain just below her breasts, lifting and falling suggestively with my Aunt's deep breathing. But it didn't just hang down from the necklace around her neck. No, the silver chain was looped over the necklace and then dropped down to a silver ring that nestled between her breasts. From there, two taut strands of chain stretched sideways to the silver nipple clamps exposed by the peep-hole lime bra. And as the pendant moved, you could see the chain tighten and pull at her trapped, pink nipples. She let a long expressive sigh as she felt the effect of the movement, and I let out a long matching one as I wondered how it must feel. And how long had she been walking round like that?!

Then my eyes widened even more. Was that possible? Unbelievably, there was a fourth chain attached to the silver ring and this ran straight downward, over her taut belly and slipped suggestively under the waistband of her panties!

My initial thought was 'Where the hell is that going?' Ilse was quicker than me at this sort of thing though.

"Aunt Luisa," she gasped as she jumped off the bed, my erection temporarily forgotten, "Those are nipple clamps! And ... and ..." she'd let her eyes drop like mine, "... is that CLIT clamp under there as well?!"

Suddenly all three of my cousins were pressing forward around my Aunt as they vied to feel the chains, the nipple clamps and the pendant. I caught my Aunt's eye as she let them fondle her, she looked like she might want rescuing but I decided against it as she was obviously enjoying the sensation, particularly when Izzy kept sending the pendant rocking! Then Frieda stooped down and rolled the green panties onto her thighs and suddenly they were all bent around her pussy, checking out how the clit clamp was fastened inside her puffy, aroused slit, and I saw my Aunt suck in a deep breath when Ilse pulled on the chain to see what happened there! I bet that had stung!




A Family Affair Ch. 06



WALT PLANS HELEN'S NEXT ADVENTURE

Walt was sitting in the living room of his Algebra Teacher from high school. 

Mrs. Loraine Brass asked, "Well what did I do to deserve this visit." 

Walt knew she was divorced and also was a lesbian, having given up on male sex altogether. She was also the cheerleading coach and as rumor has it has seduced many of the girls, particularly in return for making the squad. She had tried to seduce Karen unsuccessfully. 

"I wanted to share a video with you featuring one of your cheerleaders, her brother and her mother," Walt revealed. 

"Really and why should I be interested in that video," Loraine inquired. 

"Because this lady is so hot that I believe she will do anything and I am convinced that she has not yet had a lesbian experience," Walt replied. 

"So you know about my sexual preferences and you think this person would be a target of my affection," she said, "Well let's see the tape for starters."

Loraine popped the tape into her VCR and watched it with Walt for the next several hours. She couldn't believe it was Helen Lloyd, Karen's mother in the video. Helen had always seemed like such a prude. 

"So what makes you think that she would be interested in lesbian sex and why do you think that I would be interested in her," Loraine went on. 

"Well Mrs. Brass, Helen is a beautiful sexually charged woman and I think that you would like to have her eat your pussy," Walt retorted. 

Loraine thought about it and was indeed turned on by the idea. She could invite Helen over to play bridge with two of her lesbian girl friends and see where things went. She was getting excited about the possibility. 

"What do you want in return, young man?" she addressed Walt. 

"I want to capture the sex scene on Video," he replied, "And I promise only to show it to Helen the next time we are together," he added. 

"Okay young man, we have a deal, but if you cross me I'll cut your big dick off and throw it down the garbage disposal. I'll be in touch," Loraine told him.

HELEN'S BRIDGE PARTY

Helen was on her way to Loraine Brass' house and was flattered that she had been invited to substitute for one of the regular bridge players. When she arrived at the house she was greeted by Loraine and introduced to two other ladies about her age, Jenny and Kelly. The afternoon was delightful as they played bridge and the wine flowed generously. Helen was unaware that she was once again drinking wine spiked with an aphrodisiac. She started to feel a bit tipsy and horny as the afternoon wore on.

"That's enough cards today girls, it is time for the Jacuzzi," Loraine announced. 

"I didn't bring a bathing suit," Helen said. 

"Not to worry, we never wear them," Loraine laughed and added, "It's totally private out back." 

The women began to remove their clothes. Jenny just let her sun dress drop to the floor and she was totally naked underneath. She was a beautiful woman with long straight blond hair, small pert like tits, gorgeous legs and a perfectly round bubble butt. Her body was completely golden tan.

Kelly was a very pretty redhead with ample breasts, shapely hips and ass. Loraine had more the Latin look, dark hair and eyes, olive skin and a very shapely 36-22-36 body. All of them kept their pussy hair well trimmed into cute little tufts and they were all very fit from hours of athletics. The three of them approached Helen and proceeded to undress her, telling her not to be so shy. Jenny & Kelly led Helen out back to the Jacuzzi while Loraine placed a phone call to Walt to signal the start of the action.

Jenny and Kelly sat on either side of Helen but close enough so that their bodies were lightly touching Helen's. Loraine joined them and sat across from Helen staring at her with her deep dark eyes. The conversation was small talk, which eventually turned to sex. The women talked about their sexual disappointments with men and life after divorce. Loraine asked Helen how her sex life was but Helen didn't dare mention the recent sexual episodes with Walt and his teenage buddies, so she claimed celibacy.

"Don't you get horny anymore?" Loraine asked. "What do you do then," she continued. 

"I usually rely on my dildo for those moments," Helen said stretching the truth. 

The women laughed and said, "We do too along with other things!" Helen realized that both Jenny and Kelly had moved much closer to her and their bodies rubbed up against her. They also had begun to move their hands over her thighs and breasts under the water. Helen was nervous but also a little turned on and thought that the touching was innocent enough.

"Have you ever made love with another woman," Loraine asked Helen as she slid off of her seat and moved toward her. 

"Why certainly not," Helen snapped back. 

"I think you should try it Helen, the three of us do it all the time and it is much better that relying solely on your dildo. Loraine positioned herself in front of Helen and reached up to cup Helen's tits. Jenny and Kelly continued to stroke Helen's thighs and began to kiss her neck and ears. Helen froze not knowing what to do. 

"Just close your eyes and relax," Loraine instructed her. 

Helen followed her instructions and tried to imagine that the boys had returned to fuck her. Soon she felt her pussy being probed with fingers, her tits and nipples being fondled, kisses on her face and neck and then a kiss on the lips with a tongue pushed into her mouth. The fingers in her cunt had worked their magic and brought her to her first orgasm.

"Let's move inside girls," said Loraine. 

They all got out of the Jacuzzi and helped Helen to her feet; she was clearly feeling the effects of the wine, aphrodisiac, Jacuzzi and her initial orgasm. Jenny and Kelly guided Helen into what Loraine referred to as the playroom. The room was very spacious with soft bedding placed all around. They eased Helen down on the soft cushioned floor. Jenny and Kelly lay on either side of Helen and began kissing her tits and sucking on her nipples. Loraine moved between Helen legs and placed Helen's thighs on her shoulders, and then she began to lick Helen's pussy. Loraine probed Helen's pussy with her fingers as she ate her to another orgasm. Loraine moved away and Helen was then turned over on all fours. Jenny slipped underneath her and began to lap at her pussy as Kelly moved behind Helen and started to rim her asshole. 

Helen went wild and was soon bucking and humping again with orgasmic convulsions. Jenny and Kelly switched places and continued their pussy lapping and ass rimming. Jenny had a longer thin tongue that probed deeply into Helen's ass, driving Helen insane. Loraine moved to the front of Helen and positioned her pussy in Helen's face. 

"It is your turn, my dear," Loraine urged Helen. 

As if in a trance Helen moved her mouth to Loraine's cunt and began to eat her pussy as if she had been doing it her whole life. 

"She is a natural," proclaimed Loraine and then yelled, "Oh this is going to be a quick one." 

All the buildup had Loraine so excited they she came in Helen's mouth immediately. Loraine's pussy was replaced by Kelly's and after her orgasm it was Jenny's turn. Helen sucked on their cunts as if she was obsessed with their pussies. 

Walt had been videotaping the whole scene from the viewing room behind the playroom. He was getting turned on by the scene in front of him and wished that he could join in, but did not dare leave the room. He was thankful that he would be seeing Karen later that day and would have plenty of cum stored up for her. Walt had no idea what was yet to happen with these ladies.

Loraine got up and went over to a chest in the corner of the room where she retrieved four dildos 2 strap-on dildos and 2 two headed dildos that had to be 18" to 20" long with a fake set of balls in the center. Loraine strapped on one dildo that was almost as big as Walt's cock. Kelly strapped on the other one that was about the same size. Kelly lay on her back and Loraine had Helen straddle the dildo and lower her pussy on it. Loraine then greased up Helen's asshole and her strap-on. Loraine pushed the fake cock all the way into Helen's asshole and then she and Kelly began to fuck Helen's brains out. Helen was grunting and groaning and urging them on when Jenny offered her cunt to Helen again. Helen plunged her tongue into Jenny's pussy without hesitation. 

The girls continued to work Helen over; switching positions with the dildos and having Helen eat them out. Helen was then rolled on her side and one of the two-headed dildos was placed in her pussy and the other one placed in her ass. Jenny got down facing Helen and pushed the other head of the dildo into her pussy. Kelly got behind Helen and pushed the other dildo into her pussy as well. Loraine slid her strap-on dick into Kelly's asshole and the girls began to hump each other. 

Jenny reached up and played with Helen's tits while Loraine reached around and fondled Kelly's big breasts. After Jenny came she pulled off the dildo turned around and this time placed the head into her asshole. Jenny pulled Helen's hands around so that she could play with her tits. Loraine pulled out of Kelly's ass and moved over to Jenny. She pushed the strap-on dildo into Jenny's cunt and humped the daylights out of her. 

The combinations seemed to be endless for the rest of the afternoon and Walt continued filming the women and maintained a raging hard-on all day. Helen had just about passed out so Loraine drove her car home with Jenny and Kelly following to bring Loraine home. Walt finished up by making a copy of the tape for Loraine and then left her house. 

Later out that night with Karen, Walt shot his wad immediately when she fished his cock out of his pants sending cum flying all over her and his car. 

"Sorry but I've been thinking about you all day and I had this hard-on all day," Walt offered as an excuse. 

"I'm sure you have plenty left," said Karen as she lowered her mouth to his cock. She was right and she was rewarded with a mouthful of cum.

Loraine, Jenny and Kelly sat around watching the video Walt had left for them and agreed that they should add Helen to their bridge group. Loraine wondered if she could get that hot little daughter of Helen's into the sack as well. She would call Walt to see if he could set it up.

HELEN LOOKS AT WOMEN IN A NEW WAY

Helen couldn't believe what she had become. She was obsessed with sex; it was on her mind all the time and now it didn't matter whether it was men or women. She had already called Loraine to thank her for introducing her into the world of sapphoric love and asked if she could see her again. Loraine had Helen over for afternoon tea and sex several times. She also invited Helen to the bridge group again and this time they dispensed with the card playing and moved right to the playroom.

Helen continued to see Walt when she could and also continued to entertain his friends whenever possible. She even found herself looking at her daughter in a different way, although she had more sense than to approach her own daughter. 

Loraine had taking her shopping to a special store that specifically caters to women. A couple pretty assistants helped Loraine and Helen try on different outfits. The assistants, two very pretty blond girls dressed and undressed the Helen and Loraine, touching their G-spots as they did. 

The two women became very horny and the two girls proceeded to eat their pussies, which was part of the service. Helen and Loraine also got to eat the young tasty pussies of the two girls as well. 

Loraine called up Walt and invited him over to her home to discuss her next conquest. Walt was quite surprised when Loraine asked him to help her seduce Karen, his girlfriend and Helen's daughter. Walt told Loraine that he thought he could set it up but for payment Loraine would have to arrange for Walt to be able to fuck Loraine, Jenny and Kelly in the ass. Loraine agreed but made it clear that Walt was not to come anywhere close to their pussies. It was arranged that Walt would invite Karen over to help him with the next video taping session of Helen and Loraine.  



A Family Affair Ch. 06



Sam knew the day would come when the speculative looks would start. But he figured he had more time. So Miss Maybelle thought she knew something did she, he thought to himself. That damn woman was so nosey and sex starved she thought everyone was having sex with someone other than their spouse. 

Not that you should completely write her off. Sometimes she was right and people knew it. God only knows who she has shared her juicy bits of gossip with so far. She probably told the whole damn county, which means the whole damn county has been or will be watching him and Cathryn to see for them selves if something is going on.

It didn't matter their affair just became one hundred percent more difficult to carry on anyway. School was back in session starting the next week so Cathryn didn't have any days off any more. No more Wednesday 'lunch' dates. They would have to find a different way to spend time together. The sex wasn't the important part, it was the being together.

It pissed him off, a lot. It pissed him off so much he found himself standing on the Maybelle's front porch pounding on her door. Inside he could hear her lumbering gate as her waddled to the door. The expression on her face was one of surprise and delight when she opened the door and saw Sam standing there.

"Why, its little Sammy!" She beamed at him. "Come in, come in. I don't get to many visitors. I just made some cookies."

Sam stood immobile at the door, his handsome face set in hard lines. "No Maybelle. This isn't a social call. I want it to stop."

"Want what to stop sweetie?"

"Whatever you have been telling people about Cathryn and me. It has to stop. If it was just me I would let it go but I won't stand for you spreading rumors about her."

"Really, isn't that sweet. Here to defend her honor?" Maybelle pursed her lips and then pulled them back in a smug sneer. "Isn't that her husband's job?"

"Listen you filthy minded old bat. When you start spreading your filth about me and those close to me I take it personally." Sam leaned closer and stared her down. "It will stop. You have no reason or right to imply to anyone that we are having an affair."

"Sure I do. I know you're banging her. I mean, come on, it takes you an hour to eat lunch. And that ring on her finger, I would bet this house that you gave it to her. Besides you can't stop me from thinking whatever I want."

"No, I don't guess I can." Sam crossed his arms and shook his head in pity. "You really are that pathetic aren't you? You can't get a man, so you busy yourself with making everyone else's life hell."

Maybelle face turned a blotchy red, her eyes widened to unnatural proportions. "You, you, you..."

"I what? Everyone knows you are just a dried up old maid, too fat to attract a man now. Is that why you like to make up sex stories about people? You never got any, so you're so damn horny you think everyone else is going at it?"

"You have no right to speak to me this way Sam Jackson. No right at all." Her expansive body shook with fury and she pointed her finger in his face.

"I guess I do. What's the matter, can't take it when someone else dishes some your own back at you?" Sam smiled smugly. "Just remember that's just what I'll tell anyone that I hear talking or asking about me and Cathryn."

Maybelle watched his retreating back as he strode back to his truck. She couldn't believe that little shit was threatening her. Threatening her! And those nasty things he said. She just couldn't believe that anyone could be so mean. Just because he let his dick lead him to trouble and she figured it out. If she hadn't figured it out someone else would have. And that wouldn't be right. As the James's neighbor it was her duty to bring the issue to light first.

Satisfaction weighed heavy in Sam's stomach. He hated that he let her goat him to threats. That he let himself sink to her level. Denying their relationship was fine now, but God won't she be so superior when Cathryn leaves Kent for him. Facing her will be unbearable. 

Maybe it was just time to do it, time for Cathryn to leave him. Screw saving up the money, just do what they want and be together. He knew that Cathryn would leave him right now if he gave her the go ahead. And she was so miserable. He couldn't stand to see her that unhappy.

Yeah he would just call and tell her that he was ready whenever she was.

*****

It was nine o'clock when Kent got home that night. As soon as he got home he started hauling hay. He was looking forward to a hot shower and possibly a warm meal, if Cathryn cooked him anything. He was vaguely puzzled to see her garage door open. Her car was inside so he figured she just forgot to put it down.

He walked by the car and never noticed the bags and boxes sitting inside. He was even more puzzled when he walked in the house and noticed that there wasn't a light on anywhere. After taking off his shoes he walked down the hallway and looked in the living room to see if she was already asleep. 

Cathryn flipped the lamp on beside her when she saw Kent's form in the doorway. For months she had waited for this exact moment. For months she had planned it out in her mind. She was ready for the confrontation and welcomed it.

"Hello Kent." She said quietly.

"Hey, is there anything for supper?"

"No."

"Why are you sitting in the dark?" A ball of dread settled in the pit of his stomach, though he was unsure of what he was dreading.

"I was waiting for you. We need to talk." Cathryn motioned for him to sit before she continued. "I'm sure that lately you can tell we haven't been getting along the greatest in the world."

"Yeah, I noticed. Kind of hard not to notice."

"I think it's time of address this." For the first time Kent noticed the keys in her hand. The blood started to pound in his head and he could hear Cathryn expel a long breath before continuing. "I'm not happy Kent. I'm not happy in this marriage."

"We can fix it." Kent started to move towards her but she put up the hand to ward him off. "Cathryn we're just having a rough spot. Whatever I've done wrong, I'll change it."

A small smile passed over her face and Cathryn shook her head. "It's nothing you did. I just don't love you the way I should. The way you need. I'm leaving and I will be filing for divorce."

"What about counseling? Don't give up on us without trying."

"Kent there isn't anything there to work on. I'm leaving. There's somebody else. I love him."

The hurt was stamped plan at day on Kent's broad face. Tears welled up in his eyes and he tried desperately to blink them back. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His wife was leaving him. Leaving him for another man. "Who?"

"That's not important." Cathryn stood up. "I'll be staying with Lizy for the meantime. I'll be back to get my stuff later."

"It's Sam isn't it?" The words came rushing from his lips before he could stop them. 

There was a sadness in her eyes when she turned back to look at him. "Yes. Don't do anything rash. Don't hurt him, he's your cousin. He didn't do it to spite you. Neither did I. We did it because we love each other."

Kent was torn between hurt and anger. The anger seemed like the better choice to express at the moment. "You love each other. I thought we loved each other! You think I'm just going to let you walk out of here, just like that after dropping this little bombshell!"

"That's exactly what I expect. You can't keep me here Kent. It's over. This farce of a marriage of ours will finally come to an end. We aren't meant to be."

Grabbing her arm Kent stopped her from striding out of the living room. "You said your piece now I get to say mine." Kent yanked her towards the couch and pushed her down. "Sit down and listen."

Fury swept through Cathryn's body like a run away grass fire. "Don't you ever grab at me like that again, don't ever manhandle me again."

When she tried to stand he shoved her down again. "You think I'm just going to stand back and let you divorce me for Sam. You've probably been fucking him too!"

"You are going to stand back and let me divorce you. I've already contacted a lawyer. And yes I have been fucking Sam. Every week, in this house, in my bed, since May, you shouldn't be so surprised." Cathryn absently rubbed her shoulder where his hand connected. Undeterred she moved to stand again.

"You are nothing but a slut." Kent saw her moving again. Like lightning his hand shot out and connected with her cheek. The back hand sent her sprawling back on the couch. Kent stared down at his hand, somewhere in is mind though the red haze of anger he knew he hit her. But it didn't seem real.

"How dare you!" She screamed at him. 

Cathryn could taste her own blood from the split lip. The whole side of her head throbbed like a bitch in heat. Using every ounce of strength she had she dashed off the couch and for the door. She made it as far as the kitchen doorway before Kent lunged and caught her ankle. They both crashed hard on the ceramic tiles. 

"No you don't! You're not getting away from me! You're mine! You took vows."

"Let go of me Kent!" Cathryn struggled to get out of his grip.

Holding her ankle Kent tried to drag her closer to him. "No! You are my wife. You're not leaving! It was death do we part! Not because you want my fucking cousin!"

Fighting for her life Cathryn kicked out and heard Kent's yelp of pain when her boot connected to his chin. It loosened his grip enough for her to slip free. Fear coursed through her veins as she scrambled up. Desperation made her grab the butcher's knife on her flight through the kitchen. 

"I don't think so. You can't get away that easy." Kent was already waiting at the other doorway leading out of the kitchen. His eyes glittered with a temporary madness as he reached out for her. A howl of pain escaped him as the knife raked down his arm.

"Kent move out of my way. Just let me go." Cathryn held the bloody knife in front of her, part weapon, part shield.

The madness started to drain slowly from his brown eyes. It was replaced by a somewhat saner anger. He too could taste his own blood and could tell that she had knocked out one or more of his teeth. The side of Cathryn's face was already starting to bloom wild colors of blues, violets, and black. It was impossible for him to believe he had done that. 

Cathryn could see him reach for her again in the lamp glow from the living room. Panicked she brought the knife down in his forearm. There was a sickening wet sucking sound as she pulled the knife back out accompanied by Kent's scream.

"Don't touch me!" Cathryn shouted and bolted past him to the garage. This time he didn't follow.

Her fingers wouldn't work. The keys hit the floorboard for the third time and she cursed her clumsiness. Finally she managed to get the keys in the ignition. With a squeal of tires Cathryn back out of the garage and away from Kent.

Never did she imagine Kent would react like that. She expected him to be hurt and angry. A good shouting match would have been welcome. If he wanted to just yell at her, she would have taken it. Cathryn figured she deserved it. But when he laid his hands on her, it was too much. He meant to kill her then she knew. 

Her tears felt cool on her bruised cheek as she drove in the darkness to Lizy's. When she got there she would have to call and warn Sam. Warn him that Kent is far from rational and to stay away from him until he cooled off. Absently she wiped at her bloodied lip but only managed to transfer Kent's blood from her hand to her face.



A Family Affair Ch. 06



((Authors Note - 

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

Okay, I can't add up! This is the sixth and second penultimate episode in the series! But this really is the final penultimate episode - honest!!

As always, it is probably best looked at after reading the previous episodes, but for those who can't wait, here's a little précis of events so far...

Paolo Wharton has a hot experience that he'd only ever dreamed of whilst on holiday in Italy. It set him thinking about a very strange, and enlightening, week! 

He lives on the outskirts of London, a member of a big wide-spread family that stretches throughout Europe. At the end of his first year at University his family had arranged to spend some time at his Aunt's Villa in Tuscany, but for various reasons the rest of his family had dropped out at the last minute and he'd made the trip alone, but he was looking forward to it still. It was a chance to see Maria, a close childhood friend again.

At Pisa airport, he'd been surprised to find his volatile Sicilian cousin Isobella. 'Izzy' had appeared, late as usual, to pick him up and drive him to the Villa where he was surprised to find himself the only male resident after his Uncle Flavio is called away on an urgent business appointment. That leaves him with his cousins Izzy, Ilse, Frieda (all around his own age) and Aunt Luisa, but does that matter? The sun's out, it's hot and the girls have organised a tennis party at the family's cooler Lodge in the mountains, so what could possibly go wrong with that? Except just about everything! 

In the evening he has an extremely eye-opening private dinner with his aunt where he finds out some surprising secrets about family history. He's shocked to find himself surrounded be something of a female secret society whose sole aims seems to be to protect him from 'unworthy' women. But, as his Aunt demonstrates later, there are distinct benefits! 

The next day is an even bigger surprise! After getting talked into a little pact by his devious cousins, much against his better judgement, they embark on a trip to a nearby Tuscan town where the girls vie for his 'attentions' in distinctly risky situations... and then there was that explosive encounter with Rosa at the little cafe that they'd made their base! 

I'm always interested in people's thoughts and comments too if you'd care to leave one, and please vote too. All feedback is useful, and sometimes encouraging!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy ...

Duke )) 

35. Waiting, Worrying...

Aunt Luisa's secret little garden behind the villa was a haven of calm and tranquillity. It was enclosed by high, brick walls, and overlooked from the back of the old, red roofed villa by just two rooms. My Aunt's and mine. 

It was really her space, one she'd nurtured with loving care, full of beautiful shrubs and flowers that gave off an almost beguiling fragrance at this time of the year. After numerous family visits over the years, it was a reminder that May was undoubtedly the best time to visit this part of the world.

But it was the peace and solitude that I craved just now, sitting on the lone wooden bench in the corner and sheltered from the hot sun by the gnarled old tree that was the centrepiece of this hidden spot. Even the songbirds seemed to recognise my mood as their chatter had become unusually subdued. Maybe it was also because a cooler breeze was getting up, and clouds had started to roll in from the west Something else that reflected my current inner turmoil.

It was Thursday, just after lunch, and I'd been here since Monday. I'd just finished my first year's University study back in England, so a week's holiday here with My Aunt and Uncle should have been just what the doctor ordered! Especially as it would give me the opportunity to see Maria again. Especially as we'd more or less decided to become an item, not just the close friends that had grown up playing together whenever I'd visited. 

Our birthdays were just a few days apart, so it had been natural that we'd grow together, even if she was the daughter of Catarina, my Aunt's devoted housekeeper. We just seemed to have a joint spark of some kind. Our texts and e-mails had gotten hotter and hotter as the day of our meeting again got nearer. On the flight over I'd been so impatient to see her, and then I'd received the bombshell text to say that she'd be delayed getting away from her own University course in Florence, first to yesterday, and then, yesterday I'd received another heartfelt apology to say that she couldn't get here until today after all. 

No explanation. Had she changed her mind? Or, more worryingly, had she heard what I'd been getting up to since I arrived? 

And this was the girl that I was now dreading would appear through the little doorway in the brick wall opposite at any moment! And why?

Well, I thought dismally, she was hardly likely to have been happy that I'd woken up in bed with my cousin Frieda for a start!

And, despite my inner angst, I smiled at the recollection.

36. A Gentle Awakening

I'd been in a deep sleep after another evening session with my Aunt Luisa who has been expertly guiding me through the 'Joys of Sex' together. It was exciting, incredibly exciting stuff because, as I'd soon realised, my Aunt was an absolute master at maximising the pleasure that you could get out of sex. I'd only been here for a few days but I'd been learning fast!

So when I'd finally got back to my room in the early hours, I was exhausted, ready for a rest, and the sight of my cousin Frieda's ruffled, brown hair sprawled all over my pillow in the moonlight had made me close my eyes in exasperation for a minute. I 'd half expected it of course. It was her turn after all as my two other cousins, Izzy and Ilse had already shared my bed on the two previous nights!

Frieda's only slightly younger than me after all, but because she's the junior of twin sister Ilse by just a few minutes and we're all a bit younger than my older cousin, Izzy, well that seemed to have set the natural order of things in our secret little 'family society'. 

As I'd got nearer to the bed, I'd seen that she'd thrown off the covers on this warm evening and was lying curled up on her side. Her top was covered in a gossamer thin, white, baby doll top, leaving the plain pair of white panties underneath peeping out as they hugged her full hips. She looked incredibly sweet and, amazingly, incredibly asleep.

I'd slipped off my robe and, wearing only my blue boxer shorts, immediately felt a slight chill in the air. So I'd reached down and pulled up the single white sheet lying ruffled across the bottom of the bed and drawn it up and over Frieda, pausing briefly as it had reached the promising bulges of her breasts under the thin material of her top. The sharp points of her nipples had been rising and falling rhythmically as she breathed and it was with a moment's regret that I'd gently slipped in beside her before drawing up the sheet to cover us both. Attractive as it would have been to wake her, I really didn't have the strength, so I forced myself to be careful not to disturb her.

I may not have been as successful as I'd thought though as a soft arm had draped itself limply across my waist and I heard her whisper gently "traum suss Paolo" to me in her soft German accent.

I smiled. "And 'sweat dreams' to you too Frieda," I responded but there'd been no reply except for her regular, slow breathing again. It had seemed like a good idea to me, and just as I was thinking how different she was to Ilse and Izzy, I'd slipped into a deep sleep myself.

Now I'd been on the verge of waking again. It was one of those weird moments where you know that you're nearly awake but not quite there. And for some reason I felt myself surrounded by eyes!

They seemed to have me covered from all angles, thousands of them! And although it should have been frightening, disturbing at least, it wasn't! Somehow I knew that they weren't threatening me, just observing.

It was no good. I could hear birds singing in the background from the garden. and a warm breeze had been wafting around me. I'd had to open my eyes at last.

And the first thing that I'd seen was Frieda's warm hazel eyes, gazing into mine!

She'd smiled. It was like the sun coming out!

"Morning sleepy-head, I was beginning to think I'd have to wake you. You wouldn't have wanted to miss breakfast, and I'd have hated to miss ... well, you know!"

I'd had a pretty good idea. My wake-up calls since arriving at the villa so far had involved very hectic sessions with first Izzy and then Ilse. In fact I'd woken up on my first morning to find the Amazonian Izzy had already mounted me! Frieda however looked a very different proposition.

"How about we take it slow and gentle?" she'd murmured, "I'd really like to savour you now that I've got you to myself!" 

She'd leaned towards me as she said it and suddenly our faces were just inches apart.

"Mmmm, fine by me..." I'd whispered, still breaking out of my sleep shell, "...mmmmmm!"

Her lips had softly covered mine and no further communication was necessary. We'd spent quite a few minutes letting our lips gently slide across each other until, with a gasp, she'd pressed harder into me and the gentle exploration had quickly turned into something hotter.

I'd reached out for her, vaguely surprised that she was still wearing her night things (she really was so different to the other two!) and pulled her into me, pressing myself against her. Gently at first and then harder as our passion intensified, enjoying the magical feel of her hard nipples rubbing into my chest through her thin nightie top. I wondered how long she'd been watching me sleep. She'd certainly felt aroused at my touch. And when I'd eased my rapidly developing hardness up against her pussy, she'd gasped again and her hands were moving more urgently through my hair and across my bare back, sending shivers down my spine.

I'd been beginning to wonder about the 'slow and gently' bit when she'd finally pulled her lips away, eyes now locked hungrily on mine and breathing deeply she'd slowly said, "Wow Paolo you're really hard to go 'slow' with!"

I'd taken that as a compliment, particularly as she'd not pulled away from our tight embrace and she'd just wriggled her hips a bit and sighed as my erection nestled closer up to that hot-spot between her legs!

"How would you feel if I undressed you?" she'd said between breaths. The question had surprised me, particularly as I was only wearing my boxers! "Errr, yes ..." I'd gasped, "... Frieda!!"

The surprise was enhanced by the way that she'd thrown back the sheet that was still covering our shoulders and lifted herself up so that she could drag off her baby-doll top. As it disappeared behind the bed somewhere, I was left staring open mouthed at her beautiful bare breasts. Her pink nipples were already standing to attention at the summit of the little brown rings and she sucked in a breath as she cupped them for my benefit, letting her fingers briefly play with sensitive little buttons. 

I was starting to reach for them myself when she squealed in delight and drew away before diving down under the sheet, and immediately I felt fingers on the waistband of my boxers before they started to draw them quickly down, over my stiff member and down my legs. When I'd been relieved of my pants, the big bulge in the sheets below me had paused for a moment, and this time it had been my turn to suck in a quick breath as I felt fingers lightly running up and down my stiff shaft which instantly responded by straining out even harder! She wrapped her hand around it for a second and gave it a gentle squeeze that made my back arch in response, before letting go and squirming about below me for a few seconds before her head had appeared from under the sheet and she'd slid up my body so that we could kiss again.

But this time it was totally flesh to flesh as I watched her throw the white triangular slip of her panties to join her top beside the bed!

Then her lips had reached mine again and started where we'd left off a few minutes ago! We were lying on our sides facing each other and her body had almost automatically moulded itself up against mine. This time I really had felt the hardness of her bare nipples on my chest as our passions rose, her hips pressing her pussy hard up against me, trapping my shaft between out abdomens. The blood had been thumping in my forehead as it surged around my body and I could tell from her little moans that Frieda too was reacting to the increasing fire between her legs.

I'd slipped my arm around her and started to massage her back, tracing the curve of her spine repeatedly as her tongue started to invade my mouth, driving in and out like a snake! It had felt like she was trying to fuck my mouth with her tongue. It had felt delicious! 

So I'd let my hand drift down and follow the curve at the base of her spine, rubbing that sensitive spot for a few moments and making her give out a little animal like sound as she worked on me even harder, and then my hand was tracing their way around her buttocks, gripping the taut flesh and pulling her into me. She'd gasped as my fingers started to feel their way into the crack, but that wasn't where I'd wanted them to be, so I'd pulled them back and slid my hand over her hips instead and started to feel for a gap between our sweaty bodies.

She'd known what I wanted, and obligingly pulled her hips back a little, letting me sweep across her tense abdomen and finally cup that curly little jungle between her legs. This time she'd gasped as she pulled her lips away from me and buried her head into my shoulder as the effect of my touch triggered a mini tidal wave of pleasure through her body.

My fingers were quickly searching downwards though and I was amazed at how wet and oily her puffy slit had become so quickly when they traced their way around it, triggering another wave of groans and sighs from her as they finally delved between the lips. I'd let one finger tease it's way around her throbbing pink opening for a few minutes and then searched for the little button that I knew she so wanted touching. When it did, the way her arms and body tightened around me, I thought that she'd climaxed already!

But by some tremendous self control, she stayed with me, nibbling at my ear for a second before whispering, almost painfully in my ear, "Oh God Paolo, I need you inside me now ... quickly!"

That had sounded okay because I definitely needed to be inside her too!

Obligingly, she'd lifted one leg over mine, pulling it up until the knee was bent and her ankle in the small of my back. It had opened her up to my cock, and I'd felt the way that her slit had tightened as she moved her leg. Suddenly there was no more important thing than doing as she'd asked. I'd shuffled down until the tip of my big erection was rubbing over her pussy and then guided it between those oily lips and up to her tight, pulsating gateway. She murmured something incomprehensible into my ear as she felt me about to penetrate her defences, and then pushed her hips at me in impatience until I finally eased my way in.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhh Sweet Jesus...aaaahhh" 

Our combined expressions of pleasure had been heartfelt!

After I'd eased myself deep within her, we'd both stopped breathing as we sucked in the sweet pleasure that was radiating from our loins. Eventually Frieda had whispered, almost wonderingly, "Oh God Paolo ... that feels so, so good ...don't move ...please!"

I'd been about to follow my instincts and start to pump when her words stopped me, and then her lips had closed over my mine again as she embarked on a deep, lingering kiss, our tongues re-engaging as she shuddered in my arms. The feel of her warm cavern enveloping me, and the way that her tongue was working at me soon sent my heart racing even faster. The temptation to push was almost irresistible, but somehow I held back, bowing to her wish for 'slow and gentle'.

In the end it had been her that had broken first as, with a shudder that seemed to run right through her body she began to move her hips, sliding herself gloriously up and down my straining shaft, hitting nerves that screamed their pleasure at me!

I'd immediately, and in some relief, thrust back, finding her rhythm and meeting it in long, slow motions. Her lips had drifted off mine as she started to lose herself in her building ecstasy and a low moan escaped her.

Our pace had quickly intensified. The shock of our comings together had sent quivering vibrations into her clit as she'd used the leg that was bent around my back to get extra leverage, forcing me into her harder and harder! 

It looked like the 'slow and gentle' was a thing of the past!

We managed to keep our exuberant fucking going for quite some time though until I gradually felt her body tightening in my arms as her climax approached. I'd known that I was gradually losing my self-control as the wonderful friction of her vagina on my cock gradually sent my head spinning, so I'd upped the pace again, hitting her with short, sharp thrusts as quickly as I could.

It worked! Within seconds her tightening body had almost frozen in my arms as her back arched and her hips thrust back into me for one last time and a long, deep and fulfilling orgasm finally took her. Her cry of pleasure had coincided with my deep grunt of satisfaction as I felt my cock almost explode in electric pleasure as I'd started to pump my hot seed deep into her. 

We'd clung to each other for ages before finally relaxing and easing ourselves apart. Her eyes had looked warm and sated as she'd whispered, "Oh Paolo...so, so good ...thank you!". I'd pulled her back into my arms and cuddled her as I stroked her soft hair. It had been amazing. So different to sex with Izzy and Ilse which often felt like a fight for supremacy, and she'd actually thanked me! I could hardly believe it!

37. My First Bad Decision

My daydreaming was brought to an abrupt end when a movement in the doorway opposite caught my attention and the hairs on my neck stood on end. Was it Maria? Was the moment of truth really at hand? Had I really decided that I was going to have to let her go?!

It was with a shock that I realised that, while daydreaming about Frieda, my subconscious had still been mulling over my dilemma. It was an even bigger shock to realise that it seemed to have decided that there could be no future for the two of us now that I'd got myself involved in this weird sexual 'family society' thing and had spent all week bonking my cousins, Aunt Luisa and Rosa too of course. It was unlikely that I'd ever come up with any way of explaining myself if she found out. And how would her parents, Caterina and Jose react? And then I had another uncomfortable moment when I remembered the big shotgun that he kept in their attached cottage!

I was bracing myself for the inevitable confrontation, when I recognised the statuesque figure of my aunt walking into the garden, carrying a small wicker basket and some secateurs. She waved as she saw me and presumably misinterpreted the huge sigh of relief that had run through me as an invitation to come over. She was wearing another of her long Summer dresses, which flapped loosely around her shapely ankles. I was amazed, and somewhat alarmed, that even in my current guilt-ridden state I couldn't help but mentally undress her as she approached! I'd seen her beautiful naked body so often this week that it had become second nature, and I was even searching for that swinging pendant at her neck that would signify whether she was wearing her nipple clamps! Evidently she was giving them a rest today though. 




A Family Affair Ch. 06



"Hello Paolo, I was wondering where you'd got to."

I stood up and we kissed cheeks. It was all very chaste really. I'd half expected her to pull me into a molten embrace, but evidently she at least could show some restraint!

"I've just come for some flowers for the dining room," she said as she swept her arm in the direction of her liberally stocked flower beds and shrubs, "they do smell so good at this time of year don't you think?!"

I did. 

In fact the mention of the flowers had seemingly unlocked my nasal senses at last and I was suddenly overwhelmed by the vast array of fragrances that surrounded us. Involuntarily, I took a deep breath, feeling better immediately.

My aunt smiled, "There you are, that's better. You looked so sad when I came in. Is everything alright?"

I forced a smile and nodded, but maybe not convincingly enough. Her smile changed to a slightly puzzled frown and then her face brightened, "Are you sure ... but of course ... you'll be waiting to see Maria I suppose!" She looked around as if expecting her to appear magically from behind a bush, "Still not arrived yet then? I wonder what's been delaying her?"

It was something of an eye-opener to find that there was something that she didn't know. She'd certainly known enough about me to draw me into this little family society without much difficulty! And probably the whole household knew that Maria and I were close, but maybe even my Aunt didn't know of our plans.

I shook my head sadly again as I realised that I was thinking about plans that would now probably never materialise. Depression was back on the agenda!

But my Aunt had failed to notice my change of mood as I slumped down on the seat again, and she pottered off to start to fill her basket with carefully selected blooms.

"Oh, and well done for putting your foot down yesterday, " she added in between snips, " I forgot to say at the time, but you will need to be firm with Izzy, she's a lovely girl but so impetuous and , well, bossy! I had a real struggle to stop chuckling when I saw the expression on her face!"

38. Another Coffee 

I must confess that the memory of yesterday morning at breakfast did bring a smile to face, despite my inner gloom. Maybe that's what my Aunt had intended. It was becoming clear to me that she was a master manipulator. Maybe all the women in our family were!

Breakfast had been quite normal up to that time. I'd still been feeling that inner glow after being awoken by Ilse and sharing a fantastic hour's love-making with her. She'd been just as active as Izzy the previous morning, but maybe not quite as domineering! After we'd finished eating, Aunt Luisa had asked us what we planned to do during the day, and Izzy had immediately responded with a long list of activities, most of which had obvious sexual possibilities. I mean, 'hide and seek' in the grounds?!

"No!" I'd said firmly without really thinking about it.

Izzy's mouth was still open, but the words had stopped gushing out as she swung her head to face me.

I'd known instantly that I had to act fast! I'd ignored Izzy and talked to my aunt.

"I think that I'll go for a drive on my own this morning Aunt Luisa. Is it okay if I take the Estate car?"

I'd seen the sparkle in my Aunt's eye as she'd replied, "Of course Paolo, the keys are in the kitchen, ask Catarina."

Izzy still hadn't spoken, but I'd seen from her wide-eyed expression that she'd been about to explode. It never happened though, as my Aunt had smoothly intervened, "So you'll have to entertain yourselves this morning girls, you can't expect to monopolise Paolo all week!" She'd ended in a tone that I'd rarely heard from her. It had that touch of steel that had even forced Izzy to swallow her response and sit back, staring at me with a distinctly sullen look.

Ilse too looked a little shocked, but Frieda had smiled, "Of course we will Aunt Luisa, going anywhere special?" she'd asked me innocently.

I'd smiled back as I stood up, "No, not really Frieda, I'll probably just meander around a bit." I didn't think that anyone else had seen the slight knowing nod and the little wink that she'd given me!

Later, as I'd pulled up in that familiar car park in our nearby market town, I'd felt a moment of trepidation and looked guiltily around before getting out and paying for my ticket at the machine. Fortunately, I'd seen no-one that I recognised and certainly no-one who appeared ready to raise the alarm about the sight of me making love to Frieda in the car the previous day. The memory of her sprawled out figure in her dishevelled clothing across the back seat had however brought a brief smile to my face, and a stir of interest from between my legs! 

When I'd set off from the villa, I really hadn't any particular destination in mind, but my sub-conscious had soon sent me in this direction, just as my feet had more or less automatically taken me back to that now familiar small, quiet square on the edge of the town centre.

I'd stopped on the edge, and surveyed the tranquil little area. The surrounding apartments with their sandy coloured walls had mostly had their shutters closed against the increasingly bright sun. It had been early still, but the inky black shadows were shortening and the heat had been rising noticeably already!

The big tree in the centre had already been throwing shadow across the tables arranged neatly outside the little cafe on the other side of the square. I'd smiled wryly as I'd noted that the sole customer, an old man reading his paper and sipping an expresso had been pretty much what we'd come across the day before. At least before our notoriety had spread across the female side of town! 

I'd looked for Rosa, but there was no sign of her this morning, and I'd been wondering whether I ought to go. I'd been in two minds about whether to come as I'd neared the square. Well, maybe it had been three or four! The only likely outcome of my visit had been yet more potential complications in my love life after all, but somehow I'd been drawn back, as if by some un-breakable magnetic attraction!

I'd half turned away when a motion in the cafe doorway stopped me. The waitress had appeared carrying a tray with another small cup of coffee which she took across to the old man. She was wearing the same sort of black skirt, white shirt and small pinafore that she'd had on yesterday, but this day Rosa had let her dark, black hair down a little, still swept back around her neck, but softening her features and making her look even more attractive.

She'd chatted casually with the old man for a few minutes before turning to the shop and seeing me in the same motion. Her eyes had widened with surprise as she'd stopped in her tracks, staring at me.

I'd smiled and walked over.

"Buongiorno Rosa," I'd said casually as I'd leaned forward to give her a peck on each cheek. 

She'd still not quite got over the shock of seeing me again and spluttered a quick response in Italian which I hadn't understood, but I noticed the old man look up from his paper with interest. Then she spoke in her halting English, just as I was getting over the sweet fragrance of her perfume after our little greeting!

"Paolo...how good to view you again ... I... err ...," she drew herself up as she recovered from the surprise and gave me a wide smile, her beautiful hazel eyes locking onto mine, "... I am sorry Paolo, I'm not making much ...errr sense am I? It's just that I really hadn't expected to see you again. I know that you're holiday is errrr ...tiny .. and you seemed so ... errr, busy!"

She'd dragged her eyes away from mine to look over my shoulder, and her smile seemed to widen, "You aren't with your cousins?" she'd asked, and I'd been pleased to hear the note of hope in her voice. It had matched mine.

"No, I've left them at the villa today Rosa!" My Italian was up to that but I'd refrained from explaining about the scene at breakfast!

"So, you're not in a rush to errr, ...go... somewhere," she'd almost murmured as the hope turned into anticipation.

"No, I'm not doing anything this morning ..." I replied struggling for the right Italian words. I'd started to regret our little arrangement from the previous day of speaking in each other's language. It had seemed like a good idea at the time when we'd just wanted to improve our linguistic skills, but as a means of conveying deeper feelings it had had its limitations!

She'd got the message though as she chuckled to herself, took my hand and guided me inside the cafe. The simple contact of hand on hand had sent a shiver down my spine.

"Right, I'm going to get my sister over to look after the shop, " she'd said decisively with a mischievous smile, "that is, if you'd like to errrr...be with me for a while...?" she'd added questioningly.

"Are you kidding?!" I'd replied enthusiastically, forgetting my Italian completely, but she'd clearly understood my intention, particularly as I'd wrapped my arm round her waist as I tried to plant a kiss on her luscious lips.

She'd squirmed away from me though with a little squeal, and pushed me towards one of the bar stools by the shop counter.

"Not here!" she'd laughed, "I'll get you a coffee and then I can call my sister. Then we'll really have time to ..." She hadn't finished, but we'd both seen the desire in each other's eyes . No further talking was necessary!

I'd sipped the latte she'd put in front of me while Rosa got on the phone. I couldn't follow much of the conversation, but I'd been able to tell from the urgent tone of her voice that she was putting pressure on. At one point amidst a series of "Si...si...si ...si certo!" she'd glanced at me and raised her eyes to the ceiling in that universal sign of exasperation, but eventually she'd finished the conversation with a laugh and a smile and turned back to me, "She'll be over in five minutes."

"Oh, and she asked me to remind you about who's turn it is..." she added and laughed again as she saw my expression widen at the recollection of our parting the day before, "... but I've told her that you'll be far too busy with me!"

We'd chatted casually for a while as I sipped my coffee, while I tried hard not to let the building sense of anticipation dominate my thinking. It was difficult though. Whether intentional or not, Rosa's white shirt was quite tight around her bust, and the top buttons were gaping. So, as she'd leaned forward over the counter as our conversation got more intimate, there'd been an exciting view of bulging cleavage and glimpses of a pale blue bra that was working hard to hold everything in!

Then she'd dragged her eyes away from me and looked over my shoulder. "Oh, customers," she'd said sounding a little disappointed as she'd pulled away and taken that mesmerising cleavage outside to take their order. As she'd walked over to a table by the tree, I'd twisted round to follow her movements. Suddenly, even the normal swaying of her hips in the tight black skirt had seemed incredibly sexy. Then I'd had a shock as I looked at the two young women who'd taken the seats. Surely I'd seen them yesterday? And could that have been at the lingerie shop window as well?! 

My suspicions had quickly been confirmed as I saw one of them stare at me in recognition, say something excitedly to her friend and then delve in her bag for her mobile phone. I'd looked away, hoping it wasn't true.

When Rosa got back, she'd confirmed that it absolutely was true though, "Looks like your fan club's back!" she'd announced gaily as she went over to the coffee machine, "You know, they actually asked me what you were like in bed!" she'd added in mock disbelief. I'd seen from the secret little smile that said that she wasn't too upset that word had got out about us. And it wasn't as if we'd even made it as far as bed the day before!

Fortunately, a commotion in the doorway that had announced her sisters arrival had distracted us from going into this in any detail. Rosa's eyes lit up as she saw the rotund figure barge her way in and put down her bags behind the counter. A quick burst of Italian ensued between the two women that I couldn't follow. Eventually Rosa had waved her hands dismissively, undone her little apron and handed the order pad to her sister before coming round the counter, taking my hand again and drawn me towards the little corridor that led to the back of the cafe.

The brief exchange had left her sister staring back at Rosa with narrowed eyes. I'd been sure that I'd her saying something along the lines of 'do you know what you're getting yourself into?', but as she'd switched her gaze to me her expression had changed and a broad, knowing grin had spread across her face.

"Don't do anything that I wouldn't," she'd said loudly as we disappeared from view, "... or at least wait until it's my turn!"

Rosa's sparkling eyes had rolled as she'd heard the comment, but as soon as we'd got a few paces down the corridor, she'd pulled me to her into a tight embrace and her searching lips had found mine! This time, after yesterday, our kiss had instantly deepened, neither of us feeling the need to build up gradually and her lips parted straight away as our tongues met and fought with each other! My hands had quickly begun roaming across her side and back, ranging over the marvellous swell of her buttocks, while she'd held my head in her hands as she 's started to use her hips to push her pussy up against my developing hardness.

After a short while though I'd been distracted slightly by a sound from behind and I'd pulled away, glancing back into the shop to hear Rosa's sister 'tut-tutting' as she took out a tray of coffees. But Rosa wasn't to be interrupted, her hips gyrating more freely as she ground herself into me and pulled my head back as her lips had searched for mine again. 

I'd been thinking that the corridor was maybe a little too public though, so I'd taken my hand off her to search for the door handle behind me that I knew led into that little office where we'd made scintillating love the day before.

Rosa had had other plans though as she'd reluctantly let my lips go, breathing hard, "No ... Paolo...not the office ... I ...well, come with me..."

The words had come out in little impatient bursts, and she'd seemed to make a decision, nodding to herself and then taking my hand as she'd practically dragged me down to the end of the corridor, opened another door and led me up a small flight of steps.

At the top, we'd come out into a small parlour with doors leading into other rooms and I'd realised that she'd brought me up to the apartment where she evidently lived above the shop. It had been simply, but tastefully decorated and the traditional big high ceilings were covered in ornate plasterwork.

She's smiled, a little shyly I'd thought, "Well, as you don't seem to be in a hurry, I thought that we might as well be comfortable!" Her eyes had lit up as she'd finished, and then her eyes had narrowed as she'd added, "But wait a minute."

She'd strode over to one of the doors facing us. It was ajar so she'd just pushed it open. This room was evidently their living room, with comfortable sofa's and chairs dotted around and a large screen TV in one corner. Flopping casually over one of the sofa's had been her teenage daughter, still in loose fitting pyjamas and busy tapping away on a small tablet. It had looked like she was immersed in a game or maybe exchanging news on social media. Rosa hadn't seemed pleased and she'd snapped at her in machine gun like Italian, the bits that I'd picked up on indicating quite sternly that her daughter needed to get up, get dressed and get downstairs to help her aunt in the shop! 

I'd watched the tapping on the screen freeze as her daughter's eyebrows had narrowed and her eyes lifted towards us. I'd expected that Rosa would get a mouthful in reply, but it hadn't happened as her daughters eyes had widened as she'd spotted me behind her mother and her mouth had opened wide to form a silent 'o'!

"Right that's settled then, " Rosa had continued, disregarding her daughter's comical expression and she'd twirled round, taken my hand and pulled me away towards some other doors down another passageway. 

39. Another Side to Rosa 

We'd gone into the last one and, as I'd been hoping, it was her bedroom. It had been quite spacious, high ceilinged again and filled with a large, soft looking bed that had been covered with a bright yellow wrap. The alluring smell of her perfume had been strong here and the whole room was decorated in shades of lemon and pale yellow, the numerous soft furnishings clearly making it a woman's room.

She'd stooped to pick up some stockings from the floor, needlessly apologising for the non-existent 'mess', but I'd reached the point where my pent up passion needed some release! I'd pulled her up and into me as our lips had met urgently again and we'd staggered together over to the bed before falling sideways onto it, both of us giggling excitedly together as our hands roamed sensuously over our writhing bodies.

It hadn't taken long for those hands to get to work on more pressing matters though as we'd lain together, urgently pulling at buttons as she speedily tore open my shirt and I nearly as quickly released the front of her shirt too before dragging the white top over her shoulders. That had exposed her heaving bosom to my hungry eyes, the pale blue bra pushing her golden orbs together and up into my face at the same time! 

Her hands had disappeared inside my shirt and she'd brought a groan to my lips as she ran them feverishly over my chest and shoulders, making me suck in a deep breath as I fumbled with the bra-clasp behind her back.

After a few seconds twisting and pulling it had come free and I'd pulled away from her so that I could ease the bra away from her gorgeous breasts and feast my eyes on them. If I'd not been fully aroused before, I'd certainly been then! They'd been full and taut, and the sight of her dark nipples standing up full and erect from their little light brown rings had been evidence enough of her own arousal. Her own need for satisfaction!

A little animal like sound had slipped out of my throat as I'd leaned forward again to capture one in my mouth, enjoying the feel of the hard button between my lips and then I'd heard her gasp and her hands tightened around my back as I'd sucked it further in and let my tongue slide around the sensitive flesh as my teeth nibbled lightly around its base. She'd stood the electric sensation for only a few minutes before lifting her hands to my head and frantically dragging my lips to her other nipple, desperate for the same treatment! 

When I'd finally surfaced for air, we'd both stared at each other, bare from the waist up. Her eye's had been full of fire and something earthy, almost animal like. Lust! Mine had probably been the same!

We'd wasted no time dragging off the rest of our clothes until she'd been left in just her blue bikini panties and me in my boxer shorts. I'd reached down to cup her mound through the smooth, thin material and she'd arched backwards into the bed as her hips thrust up her pussy urgently into me, totally without restraint now. I'd let my fingers delve into the vee between her legs and she'd instantly opened them to give me access to her inner folds. It had felt so good to let them roam over her soft, sensitive nether lips, triggering a burst of fire between her legs that had made her cry out as she'd felt the exquisite pleasure wash right through her!

But now I'd desperately needed to see her pussy properly. The previous day had been too quick, and this time I'd wanted to savour her! I'd slid off her panties, leaving them hanging off one of her ankles as I'd spread her legs in front of me, my eyes almost devouring the sight of her dark bush, her open puffy slit and pink inner folds, only partially covering her oily entrance!




A Family Affair Ch. 06



She'd groaned again and lifted one knee as I'd dropped down between her legs, letting my tongue trace its way up and down her slit, before teasing the skin around her clit and making her arch her back again as the avalanche of electric fire hit her. I'd kept up the pressure on her clit for a few more minutes before moving away and feeling her shudder under me as the incessant pressure dropped away a little but she'd gasped again as I'd let my fingers run around the entrance to her magical cavern before teasing her open and slipping one right inside her as far as it would go. I'd let it roam around a little on its own, enjoying the sound of Rosa's tortured gasps and moans as she'd felt it sliding around inside her, before pushing a second one in to intensify the sensation, feeling Rosa quiver in response. 

Maybe it had been my new found experience at the hands of my cousins and aunt, but I'd felt strong and in control. I'd known then that I'd wanted to pleasure Rosa as much as I could that morning because it was unlikely that'd I'd be able to see her again. At least not like that!

So, I'd let my fingers continue to work at her vagina as my tongue returned to her clit, sliding it out from its hood, leaving it at my mercy, and I hadn't intended to hold back! Rosa's hips had bucked and twisted as I'd worked on the hard bud and the sensitive skin around it, teasing at her harshly! Her hands had fallen away from my head, one sliding about through her own hair, the other gripping the bed cover tightly as that painful pleasure soared, and her body gradually tightened under the onslaught of her impending climax.

I'd tried hard to keep her on the edge when I'd felt her freeze under me, easing back with my tongue, stilling the movement of my fingers, but there'd been no holding back that orgasm for long! When it finally ripped though her she'd let out a long high cry that had me glancing at the open window, wondering how many people outside would have heard!

As she'd collapsed back on to the soft bed under me in a delirious trance as the sweet effect of the climax soared through her tortured mind I'd lifted my head to look up her long naked body. Her breasts were standing proudly up, like mini-mountains, and the dark nipples had been erect and positively throbbing. I 'd seen that her head was to one side on a pillow, her dark black hair splayed frantically around her face as a result of the way that she'd been thrashing it from side to side. She'd been breathing hard. Long and slow. Just like me! And I hadn't even climaxed yet, as the hard throbbing beast between my legs had reminded me. 

I'd had to rectify that little omission, urgently!! 

Easing my way forward on my arms, up between her splayed out legs, I'd licked and kissed the skin of her taut belly, heading upwards, enjoying the slightly salty taste of the film of sweat that had now covered us both. At first she'd given no sign of noticing as she'd only slowly let her climax drift away, but as I'd reached those beautiful twin peaks she'd stirred and let out another long sigh as I'd licked at them for a few minutes before gasping as I'd taken her hard nipples into my mouth and sucked and teased them with my tongue again.

Suddenly one of her hands had been around the back of my head, pulling me harder into her soft flesh, and then the other had slid down between us and had wrapped around my straining cock, making her gasp again as she'd seemed to suddenly realise at last that I was still hard. That I hadn't even penetrated her yet!

I'd lifted my face up to hers and our lips had met instantly. So we'd kissed hard for a long few minutes, giving her a chance to sensuously explore and caress my erection again! Then she'd pulled her lips from mine, staring deep into my eyes as she'd shuddered and then whispered huskily to me, "Oh Paolo ... so...so ...mmmmmmm!" Clearly her English wasn't great at this point, but she'd continued, "Ahhhh ... and so big still! I need you Paolo...inside of me ...firmly!" 

I'd considered correcting her English, but at that moment, she'd used her hand to guide the tip of my throbbing cock right up to her oily, little pink hole, and my instinctive reaction had been to do what she'd really wanted, driving in my stiff erection hard and deep!

She'd cried out again as she'd felt me fill her, and I'd let out a deep animal like grunt of satisfaction of my own as I'd slid in, feeling her hot cavern envelope me. My head had been throbbing as the blood surged through me, making my cock expand even more inside her, making me feel light headed as I'd sucked in the hot sensations radiating out from between my legs!

There'd been no slow build up now! No tentative searching for the best position! We'd both instantly found what we wanted as I'd begun instantly to pump hard backwards and forwards, feeling her hips quickly match my rhythm, returning my thrusts with her own, forcing our bodies together like a machine as we'd wallowed in the electric tension that we'd begun creating where our bodies had met!

It hadn't lasted long. 

At that pace it couldn't have lasted long! 

But it was just what we'd wanted. What we'd needed! 

As I'd felt my climax irresistibly approaching, I'd gasped out to Rosa, wanting to warn her, but it hadn't been necessary. Her head had been thrashing from side to side under me again, eyes tight shut as she'd ridden our love-making up to another peak and then I'd felt her shudder as a second, big orgasm took her, her scream this time probably even more piercing than the first. 

But now I'd been too hooked up in my own scintillating universe to take note, and when I'd felt her vagina convulse around my own throbbing member, I'd just gasped in relief as my own, long delayed climax, erupted inside me. The sweet, almost painful tension in my cock had finally peaked as I came deep inside her, forcing out my hot seed and filling her welcoming cavern! 

40. Savouring the Desert 

After our steamy exertions, we'd both collapsed alongside each other, our arms and legs intertwined as we'd gradually recovered our senses. For a while nothing had been said as we'd enjoyed the calm after the storm, luxuriating in our close physical contact, kissing and nuzzling each other like the two new lovers we'd become!

Just as we'd been getting hotter, the morning had too, and a warm breeze had begun to make the thin, filmy inner curtains that were covering the doorway onto Rosa's small veranda waft around. I'd finally slipped out of Rosa's arms and, intrigued to see outside, I'd wandered over to the tall, opened windows. I'd grimaced as I'd realised that the veranda opened out onto the square, just to one side of the cafe tables. So Rosa's cries of ecstasy had been unlikely to go un-noticed, especially as many of the tables were full and Rosa's daughter was busily serving the customers. I'd grimaced again as I'd realised that a fair proportion were young women I'd recognised from the day before. Were they going to follow me everywhere!?

One or two had been glancing up at our open windows from time to time, but I'd been careful to stay far enough inside to be hidden behind the thin semi-transparent white curtains which I'd known they wouldn't see through from the outside. Then nature had had to take a hand of course, and a particular strong gust of wind had set the curtains flapping in front of me, and this time they'd opened wide for a few moments! I'd frozen in shock as I'd realised that I was naked and on display again. The moment had only lasted for a few minutes, but it had been long enough for a number of the women to get an eyeful, and an appreciative murmur had run around the tables as I'd finally dragged myself away and dived back for the security of the bed!

Rosa had been sat up, her gorgeous full breasts immediately distracting me, and a smile had spread across her face as I'd bounced onto the bed next to her.

"Giving the customers some entertainment again Paolo?" she'd laughed, "You really are going to be good for business again today!"

I'd given her a mock frown, and politely refrained from mentioning her passion filled cries from earlier!

Then she'd suddenly become serious, and a little hesitant, "Paolo...I ... err ... my English really isn't good for this..." she'd added. I'd waited patiently, wondering what on earth was worrying her.

Then she'd taken a deep breath before ploughing on, " ...it's just that I've enjoyed so much being with,... errr ... having you? ... but I really don't think we can go on together ... jointly? ... my daughter ... my reputation... it's just that ..." 

She'd trailed off, but I'd got the message, and it had been such a relief to hear her say that because I'd been wondering how I'd be able to call a halt to our physical relationship myself. Obviously she'd realised too that it was just an impossible situation, that there couldn't be any future in it, especially as I would soon be a few thousand miles away! 

"I know... I understand, " I'd replied in my best Italian/English, "it would be too ... complicated ... but I've loved every minute of us being together like this ... and it's not going to stop me coming back for coffee when I'm here again!"

She'd laughed, but I'd seen that her eyes had a filmy, watery sheen, so I'd reached over to kiss her, my hand automatically dropping to cup her breast, feeling it come alive again as I gently massaged and kneaded the soft skin. Her lips had quickly come alive again too, and her hand had strayed downwards, searching over my stomach until it came across my rapidly hardening member, fingers wrapping around it, making the blood surge around my body again. As we'd eventually pulled apart, we'd both been breathing hard again.

"And there's still the rest of this morning!" I'd added huskily as I'd pulled her down on top of me.

She'd screeched loudly with delight as she'd straddled me, so I'd guessed that, given the audience outside, she'd put to one side thoughts of her reputation! But that had only been a fleeting thought, because she'd quickly leaned forward, letting her bare breasts dangle over my face and I'd hungrily taken them into my mouth. Within seconds her nipples had responded to my lips and tongue hardening into long, rigid peaks. Then I'd gasped in pleasure as I'd felt her wriggle her bush right up against my straining cock and she'd begun to rub herself up and down against it. It had felt absolutely fantastic and she'd tortured me for long minutes like that until, finally she'd let the tip slide across her wet slit.

It had been an instinctive reaction for me to push myself back at her and she'd adjusted her hips so that the push became a thrust that had parted her outer, juicy lips. With a satisfied grunt, she'd felt me nudging up against her inner pink ring again, and then she'd gasped out loud as she'd let herself fall onto my rigid cock, forcing it to open her defences and slide back into that hot lair that I'd enjoyed so much earlier! 

This time though she'd taken charge, resting on me when she'd finally forced me as deep into her as I could go and we'd both savoured that feeling of total penetration, total surrender to the passion building an inferno between our legs!

I'd gazed into her bright eyes, full of lust and excitement again. Pretty much like mine probably! We'd kissed enthusiastically for a while as she'd let her hips sensuously circle, moving me around inside her, lapping up the electric sensation of my throbbing skin sliding over hers!

She'd obviously wanted to savour this one though as she'd only slowly increased the pace, kissing all around my face as her intensity had mounted. Then she'd seemed to shudder a little as some red hot sensation coursed through her, and at the same time I gave her a little shove of impatience, reminding her that I wouldn't last forever inside that cosy little burrow!

That had resulted in her sighing as she'd lifted herself up on me, her legs still straddled widely around my hips, her hips starting to move up and down as she began to pump me at long last! I'd sighed loudly myself as I'd felt her starting to slide up and down on my rigid pole, my eyes glued to her amazon-like breasts as they'd started to sway and bob above me. Then one of her hands had dropped to one of the golden orbs, searching for her hard, dark nipple and starting to pull and tweak it enthusiastically!

Suddenly everything had started to move quicker. Her hips were bouncing as she repeatedly forced herself high and then back down harder and harder on my rigid pole. I'd responded, forcing back at the same time to amplify the powerful bursts of pleasure that our comings together generated. Then her other hand had dropped down her stomach, her fingers frantically searching through her pussy hair, finding her slit and teasing out the hot little button that had now become the centre of her universe. 

I'd watched her face transfixed, almost oblivious to my own mounting arousal, as she'd squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on maximising the pleasure that her devilish fingers and my thrusting cock were inflicting on her. After just a few more minutes of this onslaught I'd seen her mouth open in a silent 'o' as a look of wonder spread over her face as she'd felt a major orgasm teasing at her senses. She'd started to thrash her head in that familiar way from side to side, dark black hair twirling around her head as she'd begun to issue a thin piercing moan that had steadily increased in intensity, just as her hips were now bouncing up and down on me like a machine gun! 

I'd grabbed hold of the sheets in my hand as I'd tried hard to control my own passion, knuckles white as I desperately sought to hold off my own shattering climax. Then her high pitched moans had finally stopped. I'd watched her face freeze in a kind of painful grimace as she'd teetered on the edge for long seconds before she'd finally screamed with pleasure and satisfaction as the climax finally, sweetly took her! And I was right with her! As she'd frozen, I'd given her a final powerful thrust upwards that had launched her towards the ceiling as her climax finally overwhelmed her, and my cock began pumping my hot cum deep, deep inside her again!

This time it was many minutes before we'd got over our passions after she'd slumped down on top of me and I'd lazily wrapped an arm around her sweaty back, listening to her laboured breathing as her face buried itself in my neck while she'd absorbed the delirious feelings of her orgasm.

Eventually though she'd lifted her head, kissed me briefly and slid off me so that we were facing each other again, side by side.

"I may have to reconsider what I said earlier," she'd gasped.

After all that exercise though we'd both been sated, and we'd dozed in each other's arms for a while until our moments peace and solitude together was shattered by a sharp rapping on the bedroom door.

"Rosa! Are you two still in bed?! There are some of us working our socks off out here!!" 

Clearly her sister had lost patience in us!

Fortunately, Rosa had quickly pulled the sheet over us so that when her sister barged her way in a few minutes later we'd been more or less decent, but the thin sheet hardly disguised much. Amazingly, she'd arrived with a tray which she'd proceeded to rest on a side table. It had contained two bowls of delicious smelling, wholesome looking soup and chunks of fresh white bread. Suddenly I'd felt absolutely ravenous!

"I thought you'd probably need something to get your strength back before you rush downstairs to take over YOUR shop again!" she'd said pointedly to Rosa, "...particularly after all that noise that you've been making."

I'd smiled as I saw Rosa's cheeks flush in response, but her sister quickly took the edge off it with a big, wide smile, "You always were the lucky one Rosa, but you really do need to get downstairs. The shop's gone manic! There's not a spare table and your poor daughter is being rushed off her feet."

She'd turned and headed to the door before stopping for a second and looking straight at me, "And everyone's staring up at your window, waiting for your next performance!!"

41. All Good Things ... 

The spell had been broken, and after we'd quickly wolfed down our food, we'd showered and prepared to dress again.

I'd already got my slacks on by the time that Rosa had come out of the shower, clothed on a satin ivory coloured wrap. I'd sat on the bed to watch as she'd shuffled it off her shoulders and let it slide to the floor, revealing that now familiar naked figure again. I'd wanted to enjoy the sight of her dressing because who knew whether I'd ever see it again!

She'd picked up the flimsy, powder blue panties from the top of her clothes pile and bent down to put one foot into a leg hole. She'd been sideways on and the sight of her gorgeous breasts hanging down had made me swallow. Then she'd spread open the other pantie leg hole and, swaying slightly, she'd got her foot caught in the material and had to pull out sideways to steady herself as she'd overbalanced. She'd sworn expressively in Italian. At least that was what it had sounded like! At the same time she'd looked up at me and seen me smiling, so she'd given me a mock stare of disapproval before raising her eyebrows.

"Oh, I suppose that you'll be wanting these to add to your collection won't you?" she'd said, sounding a little exasperated, as she'd stepped out of the panties, lifted herself up and proffered them to me.

Clearly she'd been thinking that after the events of yesterday when she'd seen me collecting panties from each of my conquests in turn, and finally a pair from Rosa herself, that I'd be wanting these as well!

Actually, I'd considered, it was an attractive thought. It would have been nice to add them to the neat little pile that I'd carefully hidden under some shirts back in my room at the villa, but on reflection I'd known that keeping that 'tradition' going was unlikely to last long and I 'd already started to fear that Catarina might come across them whilst cleaning. So, slightly disappointedly, I'd said, "No Rosa, thanks for the offer, but I can't keep raiding your wardrobe!"

She'd looked relieved, "Thank goodness. I don't normally wear this type of underwear and I can't afford to lose it!"

I'd been pleased to hear that. It had seemed to imply that she'd put on the skimpy bra and panties set just for me, even though neither of us had really known we'd meet again. She'd clearly hoped to though!

Then I'd surprised her as I'd reached up and taken the soft material out of her hand.

"However, you obviously need some help getting them on again!"

So, I'd dropped to my knees, organised the panties the right way round, and guided one of her slender feet in. Then I'd looked up to smile at her, "There, easy enough so far...Jeeeeesus!" It had taken a while for my eyes to meet hers, because they'd had to travel up over her strong, olive coloured thighs, dark, curly bush and finally her taut twin orbs to get there!

I'd shaken my head in wonder and repeated myself, "Jesus Rosa, you look so, so good ...like a goddess!" And my heart was beating stronger, and I could feel something stirring between my legs again. As our eyes had met, I'd seen the look of hunger return to hers as well ... and the bed was just behind me!

Just then there'd been a shout from downstairs though. Rosa's sister had sounded increasingly impatient! 

So we'd done a joint little grimace of annoyance, but I'd returned to me duty and fed her second foot into the panties before drawing them slowly up her legs, past her calves, and over her knees. I'd left them there for a second though as I'd indulged myself, leaning forward briefly towards her pussy and placing a kiss at the top of her dark slit, taking a quick lick to taste her for one last time before drawing away again. The latter action had probably taken the most will-power I'd ever mustered! 




A Family Affair Ch. 06



She too had sucked in a quick breath as she'd felt the brief touch of my lips and tongue on her most sensitive part, and she'd groaned as I'd pulled up her panties that final stretch up her thighs and up over that tantalising black triangle! 

But I hadn't quite finished.

"Hey!" she'd gasped in surprise as I'd stood up in front of her, my fingers still wrapped around the waist band of the panties and I'd pulled them up hard. It had made the material stretch and firmly cup her pussy, tightening over her crutch and disappear into the crack in her bum!

The air had whooshed out of her as she'd felt the sudden explosion of interest from between her legs and she'd given me a hard stare in response, but I'd noted that it had been a good few minutes before she'd re-settled the panties a little more loosely around her!

I'd left her then to get on with the rest of her dressing while I'd pulled my shirt on, pausing only briefly to watch her slip on her matching blue bra, and settle her breasts into the cups. I'm sure I'd probably sighed in regret as I'd watched them disappear from sight!

After we'd finished dressing, she'd quickly done her hair again, and was transformed back into that subtly sexy waitress that had caught my eye the day before. Then we'd given each other a quick dress check before she'd leaned forward to give me a quick kiss, taken my hand and we'd headed downstairs. 

When we go there though, as we'd come out of the corridor into the shop, something quite extraordinary had happened. 

As soon as people had seen us, even through the shop window, all conversation seemed to stop and we were the complete focus of attention. I felt Rosa stiffen alongside me and I imagined that she'd gone as red as upstairs. Notoriety had been beginning to grow on me though, so I'd calmly bowed at the assembled throng.

"My goodness but you're a cheeky young thing!" whispered Rosa's sister in admiration as the stares had changed to laughter and a smattering of applause! 

Rosa's daughter had watched the proceedings from outside open mouthed. It had been hard to interpret her expression as she'd bustled back into the shop with a tray of empty cups. She'd glanced nervously at me as she'd passed then dragged her mother to one side and whispered fiercely into her ear. I'd been a bit worried about what she might say, but evidently all had been well when they parted as they'd both been laughing.

Rosa's sister had interpreted for me, "She's just told her mother that all her friends are insanely jealous that her mother has got herself such a young, handsome lover. Looks like you've gotten away with it!" she'd added with a little raise of the eyebrows, "So, are you going to earn your soup?" she'd added with a challenging look at me, "...or do you want to take me upstairs with you now?!"

I'd had to laugh, "Both I think...but maybe Rosa would prefer me to work downstairs!"

In the end I'd joined the team for a busy hour or so whilst they'd gotten over the lunch-time rush. It had been mainly at the kitchen sink doing the washing up though after my only foray outside as a waiter had almost ended in chaos. I'd got hold of a small apron of my own to help take orders, but as I'd worked my way around the tables of young women, I'd been subjected to almost unmerciful teasing which slowed everything down and by the time that I'd gotten back in the shop, my bottom had been glowing sorely under my pants after all the pinching that I'd suffered!

Rosa, her sister and daughter had watched with interest from the shop had all been laughing wholeheartedly at my horrified expression as I'd beaten a hasty retreat back to safety inside, and it hadn't gone un-noticed by me that I'd received another pinch as her daughter had passed me on her way outside, her eyes full of suggestive mischief! 

When I'd finally gotten away, the parting with Rosa had been just as painful as I'd expected though. But we'd both stayed strong, particularly as half of the town seemed to be watching!

I'd given her a goodbye kiss on the edge of the square, pulling her sensuous body into me for one last time. Or at least until my next holiday!

42. Facing Up To Reality 

But suddenly, my pleasant day dreaming was rudely shattered as, for a moment, I thought that I'd heard a familiar voice calling out for me.

My mood had instantly changed. My worries were back, big time!

I saw that my aunt was just completing the filling of her basket with a few final white flowers from a large bush right in front of me. She was bent down and the long summer dress that she was wearing was wrapped tightly around her slim body. I shut me eyes briefly in exasperation as I tried to stop my confused mind mentally stripping her down in front of me again. I'd literally seen so much of her over the past few days, and in so many positions, that it was almost impossible not to enjoy the sight of her firm curves and to imagine her nakedness!

'Oh my God!' I thought, horrified, 'I've become a sex maniac in only four days!'

But I was dragged back to reality as I realised that my aunt had stood up and was speaking.

"Well Paulo, you do look glum! I thought that you were looking forward to Maria arriving? I'm sure that I heard her calling just now."

She was smiling, with a slightly puzzled expression spreading over her angular features.

I'd been angry for a moment, considering telling her straight that I was going to have to abandon my whole future with Maria because of our stupid 'family secret society' thing. That it was all her fault! Well, her fault and Izzy's, ... and Ilse's ... and Frieda's and ... Oh well, maybe mine too as well! And it was the realisation that I'd allowed myself to be dragged into this all on my own that really rankled!!

"I was just saying to Catarina this morning," my aunt continued innocently, "how well the two of you have got on over the years. You've become almost like brother and sister!"

Well, she'd definitely got that wrong! My thoughts about Maria had not been brotherly for quite a long time, and judging by her recent e-mails, she wasn't thinking about me as a sister either! 

But that was what made the whole situation even harder to bear! We'd not even embarked on our new relationship yet and suddenly I'd thrown the largest possible spanner into the works. Aaaaaargh!!

I'd not responded to my aunt, which was probably just as well given the way my stupid mind was working! I'd seen her turn though, and my eyes followed hers to the little door across the garden in the opposite wall.

My heart rose to the clouds and sank like a stone at the same time!

Framed in the entrance was a beautiful young woman. Did I say beautiful? I meant absolutely gorgeous!

She was wearing powder blue jeans, frayed student-style at the knees, which wrapped tightly around her sexy, full hips. Above a big black belt with silver buckle, a tight white top with bright magenta hoops clung to her bosom like a second skin, and a deep vee neckline displayed a hint of very promising cleavage. Her long, curly, auburn hair tumbled down around her shoulders, framing her lovely petite features and deep brown eyes which sparkled with excitement as she saw the two of us, waved and called out my name.

Then, with a beaming smile spreading across her face Maria jumped down the two or three worn stone steps from the doorway and began hurrying across the garden to greet us.

Aunt Luisa had waved gaily back but I'd been frozen throughout. I was shocked that the moment that I'd been dreading had finally arrived.

My thoughts were in turmoil still, even as the vision of loveliness approached. 

Was there any way round my predicament? Could I possibly just ignore the fact that I'd spent all week fucking my three cousins and my Aunt Luisa? Not to mention Rosa! Could honesty possibly be the best policy if I told her? Would she understand that I'd had hardly any control over it, because it was just a 'little' family tradition? That I was only a weak-willed man after all! 

Maybe she wouldn't find out? It was supposed to be a 'secret society' after all! But she knew my cousins almost as well as me, and would Izzy really keep quiet about what we'd been up to? And what if Maria found out anyway ... she'd kill me, or maybe her father would instead!

She was nearly here.

I stood up, as she reached out for me.

I needed some inspiration! I needed a miracle!!

(To Be Continued)



A Family Affair Ch. 07



HELEN - TAKE 3

Helen was scheduled to visit Loraine this week and Walt planned to bring Karen into the film room while he videotape the session. Karen would be unaware of the fact that her mother would be starring in the video. 

That night Walt and Karen decided to watch the videos with Karen in them . Karen and Walt got horny watching them and then they fucked their brains out that night. As Karen lay there thinking about the video and remembering what is was like to have multiple sex partners, she was brought back to earth when Walt asked her if she had ever had sex with another girl. 

"No I haven't, why do you ask, what is on your perverted mind now," she asked? 

"Oh I just wondered, I know some of the girls in school swing both ways including some of the cheerleaders," he replied.

Karen told him that she knew two of the girls had slept with Mrs. Brass just to make the squad. Then he told Karen that Mrs. Brass hired him to videotape one of her lesbian sessions tomorrow. 

"Do you want to watch it with me," he asked her. 

"Do I ever," Karen replied, "Who is it?" 

"I don't know," Walt lied, "I never know until I am there". 

Then Walt told Karen that the reason he was so horny the other night was because of videotaping a session at the teacher's home.

Walt and Karen arrived at Loraine's house and took their positions in the film room behind the playroom. Loraine walked in with Helen and they began to strip. 

"My cunt is dripping wet just from thinking about you on the way over here," Helen said to Loraine. 

"Well I have a cure for that" replied Loraine as Helen dropped to the floor and Loraine dove into her pussy with her expert tongue.

"Holy shit, it is my Mom," exclaimed Karen. "Damn is there anything she won't do?" she continued. 

Karen couldn't believe her eyes as she watched Loraine eat her mother to a rapid orgasm. As soon as Helen came in Loraine's mouth, Loraine rotated her hips around to place her hips over Helen's head without removing her mouth from Helen's cunt. Loraine lowered her pussy to Helen's mouth and Helen began to devour her. Helen reached up and cupped Loraine's firm ass and began to finger Loraine's asshole as she ate her to multiple orgasms.

Karen watched scene after scene unfold as Walt videotaped the entire session. She looked on in awe when Helen and Loraine used the dildo assortment on each other. Helen fucked Loraine's pussy and asshole then Loraine fucked Helen's pussy and asshole with the strap-on. The two women later fucked each other with the two-headed dildo with anal plugs stuck in their ass. Karen was extremely turned on and dropped her shorts and panties so Walt could fuck her from behind while she watched the two women engaged in torrid lesbian love. Karen was frantically rubbing her clit as Walt plowed her from behind. Karen trembled with a thunderous orgasm.

"Why don't you join them," Walt suggested. 

"I can't do that you are crazy," she replied. 

Then after Helen and Loraine satiated themselves, they cleaned up and left the room. Walt and Karen left quickly undetected by Helen. They parked on the way home since they were both still horny and fucked in Walt's car. Later that night Walt had convinced Karen to allow herself to be seduced by Mrs. Loraine Brass. 

After Walt dropped Karen off at home he returned to Loraine's house to inform her that he had arranged for Karen to visit her. Loraine was thrilled and promised to live up to her end of the bargain. She also asked Walt to videotape the session with Karen since she wanted to savor this experience. Walt asked Loraine if he could bring Helen along to sit in the film room with him. Loraine had a wicked gleam in her eye and told Walt that she would have Jenny and Kelly show up later and join in the fun. 

"Maybe we will get to witness the mother and daughter getting it on!" she said almost evilly.

HELEN AND CAST - THE FINAL VIDEO TAKE

Walt visited Helen the day before Karen was scheduled to be at Loraine's house and showed Helen the videotape he had made with Helen, Loraine, Jenny and Kelly. In stead of being mortified Helen was turned on by the tape and demanded that Walt take her upstairs and fuck her dripping pussy. It was a repeat performance with Walt fucking the shit out of her and leaving gobs of come in her pussy and asshole. Helen licked his cock clean almost worshipping it.

Walt then invited Helen to join him in the film room at Loraine's tomorrow and watch as she seduced a new girl and he videotaped the event. Helen was excited and agreed with Walt that her presence could not be known no matter what happened in the playroom. Helen got hot just thinking about it and Walt fucked her again to put out the fire in her pussy.

The next day Helen and Walt were positioned in the film room when Loraine and Karen walked into the playroom. Karen was still dressed in her cheerleading outfit following practice and Loraine was dressed in a white blouse and tight black skirt cut just above her knee. Loraine sat down on the sofa allowing her short skirt to ride up above the elastic tops in her hose; she looked very sexy that way. Karen flopped down in the chair across from Loraine and could see up her skirt to the pantied covered pussy. Loraine offered Karen a drink of ice tea, which contained the same dose of aphrodisiac that she had given to Helen. Karen complimented her on the iced tea about how good it tasted.

Helen was still in shock and wanted to bust into the room and break this up before it got started. Walt calmed her down and told Helen that it was supposed to be another women and he was convinced that Karen just came by to discuss cheerleading stuff. His lie worked temporarily and Helen settled down.

Karen could feel the aphrodisiac working on her although she was unaware that she had been given one, she was convinced that, the possibility of sex with Mrs. Brass was turning her on. Karen stood up to look out the window toward the back yard and got a little dizzy, she stumbled slightly and Loraine got up to hold her. 

"Sorry Mrs. Brass, I guess a got a little light headed for a second," Karen said. 

"Why don't you just call me Loraine," Mrs. Brass said as she eased Karen down onto the sofa, "Here sit down here," she offered.

Karen sat in the sofa and Loraine sat next to her. Loraine began to brush Karen's blond hair away from her face and lightly stroked her cheeks. 

"Tell me Karen, have you ever made love with another woman or with one of your girlfriends?" Loraine asked. 

Karen just shook her head from side to side somewhat nervously because she anticipated what was to happen next. 

"May I kiss you Karen"; Loraine asked her to which Karen nodded her approval. 

Loraine kissed Karen lightly on her cheeks and then her lips, then she parted Karen's lips with her tongue and began to French kiss her. Karen returned the kisses and began to coo, as she became more excited.

"I'm going out there," said Helen. 

"You can't Helen, you will embarrass the hell out of Karen and you aren't even supposed to be here," Walt responded. "If you don't want to watch then don't," he commanded. 

But Helen did want to watch and she could sense her own pussy starting to stir. Helen resolved herself to stay in the room and witness her daughter's seduction.

Loraine continued to kiss Karen deeply as she pushed Karen's cheerleading sweater and sport bras up over her tits. Loraine fondled Karen's tits and rolled the nipples between her fingers until they became rock hard. Loraine began to kiss Karen's tits and tongue her eraser hard nipples. 

"You have the most delicious little nubs"; she told Karen and rolled them lightly between her teeth causing Karen to moan with pleasure. 

Loraine dropped her hand to Karen's knee and stroked the inside of her thighs. Karen's legs flopped open giving Loraine access to her panty-covered pussy. Loraine rubbed Karen's pubic mound, which was now soaking wet with cunt juice.

"I better take these panties off before they become much wetter," Loraine told Karen. 

"Yes, oh yes take my panties off, please," Karen begged. 

Loraine knelt down on the floor and slowly pulled Karen's cheerleading panties down and off of her legs. Loraine then began kissing Karen's thigh working her way up to her pussy. 

Karen was going crazy and pleaded with Loraine, "Don't tease me anymore, and eat my pussy, please". 

Loraine started to lick Karen's pussy ever so gently but Karen grabbed Loraine's head and pulled her face into her cunt. Loraine continued to eat Karen through multiple orgasms as Karen thrashed around on the sofa.

Loraine moved up to sit beside Karen on the sofa and kissed her on her mouth allowing her to taste her own juices. 

"I had no idea it could be that good with a woman," Karen babbled. 

Karen began to kiss Loraine and rub Loraine's tits through her blouse. Karen also put her hand up under Loraine's skirt and found her panty-covered pussy, which also was soaking wet. Karen duplicated Loraine's moves and dropped to her knees in front of Loraine and grabbed the waistband of her panties and pulled them down and off of her nylon-clad legs. 

Karen then began to eat Loraine's pussy trying to duplicate everything that Loraine had down to her. Loraine put her legs on Karen's shoulders and slid down in the seat to make her cunt more accessible. Karen reached up and pulled Loraine's blouse out of her skirt pushing it up over her tits. Karen then unhooked Loraine's bra and let her tits spill out into her hands. Karen ate Loraine with an insatiable appetite as she squeezed Loraine's tits and rolled her nipples between her fingers. Loraine went wild and humped her pussy on Karen's mouth covering Karen's face with the juice from her volcanic orgasm.

Helen looked on in awe more than in disbelief. Helen herself was turned on and wanted Walt to fuck her while she watched. Helen took off her clothes and tried to get Walt to fuck her, but Walt was trying to save himself for the payoff and wanted all the cum he could muster. 

Loraine told Karen that she did so well that she had a special surprise for Karen. Karen emitted an audible gasp in anticipation of what was to come next.

"Well, well aren't we quite the sight" said Jenny as she and Kelly walked into the room totally naked. 

Karen and Loraine was quite a sight, Karen still had on her cheerleading outfit except for her panties with her top pushed up over her tits and her skirt bunched around her waist. Loraine's tits held up her blouse and bra and her skirt was bunched around her waist, she was still wearing her nylons. 

"Let us help you," Jenny and Kelly offered and they undressed Karen and Loraine. Jenny undressed Karen and took her time playing with Karen's erogenous spots in the process. Karen was ready to go again when Jenny removed the last piece of clothing. Karen recognized the two women from the video with her mother.

"You girls are a little early," Loraine said but you can help me with the dildos. 

"Are you ready for some dildo action Karen," Loraine asked? 

Karen just blushed from a combination of embarrassment and excitement. 

"Of course you are," added Loraine. 

For the next several hours it was a repeat performance of what Helen experienced but with Karen in her place. 

At one point Walt encouraged Helen to join them but Helen was torn between her desire and her parenthood. The desire won out as Walt Opened the door and pushed the naked Helen into the playroom. 

"Here is another player," he announced. 

The girls turned to look and smile at Helen. However Helen was a blur to Karen who was so overcome with lust. 

"Ah yes, Helen come and join us, you know the drill," Loraine said cynically. 

"Girls meet Karen's mom you both remember her don't you?" Loraine continued. 

"Mother and daughter, oh how delicious," Kelly said. 

Helen threw herself into the pile as Walt continued filming.

Loraine had Karen eat her mother's pussy first and Helen was so turned on that she didn't care if it was her own daughter as long as she got off. Helen came quickly and then Loraine arranged mother and daughter in a 69 position so they could eat each other's pussy. Jenny and Kelly got behind the mother and daughter and slipped the strap-on dildos into their assholes. Then Loraine had Karen and Helen eat out each other's asshole. First Karen ate Helen's asshole while Kelly lay under Helen fucking her pussy with a strap-on while Helen licked out Loraine's pussy. Then Helen ate out Karen's asshole while Jenny fucked Karen's pussy with a strap–on. Karen ate Loraine's pussy who ate Kelly's pussy.

It was an incredible scene and Walt had videotaped the entire session. The girls lay in a naked heap of bodies exhausted. The entire room smelled of intense sex. Walt left the house after making a copy of the tape forhimself. He was looking forward to his payoff. 



A Family Affair Ch. 07



Lizy stood out on her small wooden porch waiting for her friend to arrive. She wasn't sure what time to expect her. Kent's schedule was so unpredictable. And Cathryn insisted on facing Kent and telling him in person. He deserved that she supposed. In her opinion she should have never married that man. Sam was always the one for Cathryn.

A sigh of relief escaped Lizy's lips as the silver Impala swung into her drive way. She leaned absently on the porch rail waiting for Cathryn to get out of the car. Cathryn did so slowly and walked cautiously in front of the car to the porch.

In the light from the car Lizy thought she could see something dark covering her friend's hands and shirt. As she moved closer Lizy's could smell the faint coppery aroma of blood. It was then that she noticed the large knife clutched in Cathryn's hand.

"Oh, God." Lizy's felt as if she screamed the words but in reality they were merely a horrified whisper. Cathryn heard the words however and looked up, one eye almost completely swollen shut. "Kitty Cat, what did he do to you?"

"He didn't want me to go." Cathryn said dully and looked down as realized that she was still carrying the knife. It dropped to the porch with a thud. Like a rock, Cathryn followed it.

Trying to catch her on the way down was useless but Lizy had to try. The force of Cathryn's body knocked her to the wooden planks, but at least she broke her fall, Lizy thought to herself. Wrestling her way out from under her friend, Lizy moved to wake Cathryn.

"Kitty Cat, wake up. Come on don't do this to me out here. I can't carry you inside." Cathryn slowly opened her good eye and focused on Lizy. "Good girl, now we just need to get you up."

"Why am I on the floor?"

"You had you a little swoon, that's all."

"Okay." Reaching out from the porch rail Cathryn pulled her self. "I need to call Sam. I need to tell him to stay away from Kent. He's...He's not stable right now."

"Okay, let's just go inside and you can call Sam, then we'll call the police. I'm assuming that he's still alive since you want to warn Sam."

"Yeah, he's alive. I just cut his arm. He tried to grab me again." Cathryn looked up at Lizy with glazed over eyes from shock. "I couldn't let that happen could I? He was going to hurt me again. I had to cut him with the knife. You understand that, right?"

"Yes sweetie, I understand. You just sit down here and I'll call Sam. You just sit a minute and I'll get you some ice."

"Okay." Cathryn dropped on the couch and closed her eyes. 

Lizy walked to the kitchen and called Sam. She decided against filling him in on the state of his lover over the phone. Instead she asked him to stop by after work to check on her himself. By then she hoped Cathryn would be alert again. So she could talk to him herself. 

With the ice wrapped in a dish towel Lizy came back in and laid it gently against the side of Cathryn's face. "Here sweetie, hold this here while I call the police."

"No!" Cathryn's hand shot out and held Lizy's wrist. "No police. I just want this behind me. No police. I don't want to have to go though all that unless I have to."

"Okay, I won't call them if that's what you want." Lizy brushed back Cathryn's hair like you would a child's. "Why don't you go take a shower? It will make you feel better."

"Yeah, I think I will." For the first time since she got there Cathryn's eyes cleared and focused on the blood on Lizy. "Oh God, you have blood all over your shirt. It's ruined."

"It's okay. You'll just have to buy me a new one." Lizy teased and pushed her toward the bathroom. "Now go on. I'll go get your clothes and bring them in to you."

Cathryn managed a small smile that tugged on the split in her lip. "You just want to see me naked and this is your excuse."

"You figured me out." Lizy held the smile until Cathryn closed the bathroom door. First thing she was going to do was get the knife off the porch and bring it in. Then she would get Cathryn's belongings out of the car.

In the car, blood covered the door, steering wheel, and gear shift. After Cathryn was asleep she would come back out and clean up the mess. She just wished Cathryn would let her call the cops. But she respected her friend's wishes. 

She hoped that Sam didn't fly off the handle when he saw Cathryn. At least she wouldn't have the blood on her when he showed up. But Lizy doubted that would matter. Sam would be pissed with just cause. She was pretty pissed herself and would love to get her hands on the asshole. But she needed to stay with Cathryn now.

Disgusted Lizy stared at the blood smears on her couch and got to work in cleaning them up. By the time Cathryn emerged from the bathroom all traces had been wiped and scrubbed away. Lizy was busily unpacking clothes in the spare room for her temporary house guest. 

Cathryn could smell the lingering trace of cleaner and felt guilty. It was her fault there were wet spots on Lizy's new blue sofa. She just hoped that the blood came all out. She glanced out the door, saw the knife was gone, and wondered absently were Lizy had put it.

Gingerly she sat down in a kitchen chair. Her whole body ached. Fresh bruises were on her hip, shoulder, ankle, and arm. The ones on her ankle and arm where the exact size and shape of Kent's hand. In an absent gesture she rubbed the bruise on her arm and gave an involuntary shutter.

With any luck she could keep some of these bruises from Sam. He was already going to be mad. The last thing she need was Kent and Sam killing each other over her. 

*****

Sam knew something was going on that Lizy wasn't telling him. There was a tremor in her voice that said clearly everything was not fine. If Cathryn was just shaken up after her confrontation with Kent she would have called him herself. With a heavy foot on the accelerator the truck edged toward seventy as Sam sped up Route 10 to Cathryn.

He wanted to be with her when she broke the news to Kent. No, she had said, he needed to hear it from her, without Sam there to rub salt in the wounds. Kent wouldn't be a problem, she could handle him, she insisted. 

God if something happened to her...don't think that way, Sam told himself. He eased off the gas petal as the rear end of the little maroon truck skidded around a curve. The truck slowed to a more reasonable sixty as Sam approached the town of Brooksville, the county seat of Bracken County.

As small towns go, it was minuscule and not one of the ones with the cute charm that some places strive for. Many of the buildings were run down and no one seemed to care. Yes, here and there every now and then someone would come along and revamp a building but in never seemed to catch on to the rest of the town.

On the outskirts on town was Lizy house trailer. She had lived there with her brother until he had moved eight months before. Sam came down on his brakes when he came to the drive way. He had to maneuver to squeeze his truck in with the two cars.

He didn't bother with knocking when he got to the door. He could see Lizy sitting in her recliner through the front door. "Where is she? Is she alright?"

Lizy looked up rather startled. "Sam, my God you scared me."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Where is she? Did he hurt her?"

Lizy glanced down at her hands. She had just finished cleaning the blood out of the car. "Sam...you need to stay calm. You're not going to help her by flying off the handle just remember that."

"What did he do?" His hands dug into the flesh of Lizy's upper arms as he hauled her up off the love seat. 

"Let go of me Sam." Lizy waited until Sam set her back down before continuing. "First of all, she's got a few bruises. She's asleep now, but she'll want to see you. Second, you need to stay calm. If you get upset, she'll get upset."

"Okay, I'm calm. Where is she?" Sam took a few calming breaths and waited for Lizy to show him where Cathryn was.

The room was dark. The light from the hallway was the only light in the room. With that light as his guide he moved across the room to the form breathing steadily in the bed. Slowly her reached out and shook her shoulder.

"NO!" Cathryn shouted and swung out to strike her attacker. The blow merely glanced off Sam's arm.

Sam took hold of Cathryn by the arms to calm her. In the darkness he could see her flinch in pain. "Honey it's me. It's Sam."

"Sam?" Confusion set in Cathryn's voice. There was a second where she stared at him not believing he was really there and letting her eyes adjust to the dark to set him. Finally she focused and relief coursed through her. Her arms went around him as she hugged him tight.

"Here honey, let go a second. I'll turn on the light." Sam gently untangled her arms from his waist and flipped on the lamp by the bed.

Instinctively his jaw clenched when he saw the kaleidoscope of colors across her right cheek. Soothingly, Sam stroked his finger over her bruised skin. "Did he do this to you baby?"

"He was angry. He lost it." Cathryn shuttered at the memory all too fresh in her mind. "I stabbed him, in the arm I think. I had to get away."

"Of course you had to get away. Where else hurts?" Sam took inventory of her face and saw nothing but the battered cheek. Before she could protest he raised her night shirt over her head.

Anger didn't even come close to describing the emotion that was flowing through him when he saw the hand print of her soft upper arm and the black and blue starting at her collar bone over to her shoulder. One contusion was caused entirely by Kent's hand the other was started by him and finished by her impact with the floor.

Sam forced himself to relax his jaw and push back the harshness that wanted to creep into his voice. "What else?"

"Sam, please it's nothing. It's over."

"No, it's something. He hurt you. He had no right to do that. I figured he would yell at you and beat on me. I was ready for it." In a quick movement Sam whipped back the blankets and looked over the rest of her body. The hand print on her ankle and blue color of her hip and upper thigh didn't improve his mood. "You best tell me what happened. Exactly. Don't leave anything out because you think you are sparing me."

For the first time Cathryn told the story of what happened when she told Kent she was leaving him. She hadn't even told Lizy the whole story but simply skimmed over the facts. 

Lizy was waiting outside the bedroom door. She had seen the injuries that Kent had inflicted on Cathryn's body as Sam stripped away her clothes. Angry tears glittered in her eyes as the story unfolded. She wished she could beat the hell out of Kent herself. Or that Cathryn had aimed for something more vital than his arm when she welded the knife.

Sam was thinking along the same sediments. Sitting on the pink bed sheets of the twin bed he held the women he loved while her body quaked from crying. Over top her head his eyes met Lizy's. Hers where soaked with tears, his were dry but they both held venom that lashed out for one person.

Cathryn had cried herself to sleep in Sam's arms. Carefully he laid her back in the bed and flipped off the lamp. He closed the door behind him and faced Lizy.

"I didn't want to tell you over the phone. You understand that don't you." Lizy said.

"I know." Sam patted Lizy on the hand before walking past her and collapsing on the sofa. "I can't believe it went that far. I should have been with her. She wouldn't let me though. She said it would be easier without me there."

"You know how she is. So now what?"

"I'm going after him." Sam opened his eyes and stared at Lizy. "What did you think I was going to do?"

"Kill him." Lizy stated simply. 

"No, I won't kill him. Make him suffer, yes. I'm not going to go to prison when I finally have a chance with her, but he went too far." Sam stood up. "Don't tell her where I went if she wakes up."

"Be careful Sam. He's not stable. I think he's already proved that." Lizy stood back and watched Sam walk out the door to his truck.



A Family Affair Ch. 07



Title --A Family Affair - 07

((Authors Note – 

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

So, the final, final episode! A bit longer than I'd intended, but there was so much to cram in - literally!

And for anyone not up with the series yet, here's a brief precis of events so far.........

Paolo Wharton is a university student, living on the outskirts of London and part of a wide-spread family that stretches right across Europe. 

He's on a family vacation to Tuscany to visit his Aunt Luisa at her villa, but the rest of his family drops out for one reason or another and he makes the trip alone.

He's surprised to find his cousins Isabella (Izzy), Ilse and Frieda there and even more surprised at what they get up to when playing tennis! Then he finds out from his aunt about an old family tradition that soon opens his eyes in more ways than one!

He's gradually drawn into an exciting world of sexual promiscuity which totally distracts him from his prime reason for being there....to get together with his long time soul-mate, Maria, the daughter of the villa's housekeeper, Catarina! The girl that he'd practically grown up with.

She's been delayed getting away from her own University in Florence, but has finally arrived and Paolo has difficult choices to make!

I sincerely hope that you enjoy ..........

Duke )) 

43. A Difficult Re-Union 

As I wrapped my arms around Maria, my face buried in her bouncy auburn hair as we kissed cheeks, I was almost overcome by her sweet, musky fragrance and I sighed inwardly as I realised how impossibly difficult my life had become!

She'd approached quickly across the 'secret' little garden at the back of my Aunt Luisa's Tuscan villa and I'd had to marvel at her youthful vitality and sensuous figure as she shouted '"Paolo....Ciao!". 

Despite the fact that my Aunt Luisa was standing next to me and waving happily at her, Maria's deep brown eyes had been locked on mine, just as mine had been on hers!

We were both at University still, me in London, her in Florence, and separated by just a few days in age, but somehow she'd looked so mature, so wordly-wise, as the wide smile spread all over her beautiful face. Her faded blue jeans stretched tightly across full hips and the equally tight top desperately tried to restrain her bouncing bosom as she'd skipped across the bright green lawn towards me, accentuated her desirability. The white top had thick magenta hoops that looped around her chest, over and around her breasts. Just where I'd have liked my hands to have been!

She snuggled into me, pulling me tightly against her for a few minutes before bouncing back, with maybe just a slight query on her face at the way that I'd avoided her initial plan to plant her lips straight onto mine. We'd ended up greeting each other in a more traditional Italian way, cheek to cheek But her big smile was straight back on her face, and maybe she'd put my slight reticence down to the presence of my aunt next to me.

"Buongiorno Signora Monterinno, you are collecting flowers I see, " she said politely as she turned to my Aunt who stooped slightly and wrapped an arm around her waist to kiss cheeks whilst balancing the basket of flowers that she'd been collecting from the garden in her other hand. It was probably the sort of greeting that you'd expect from a daughter of Aunt Luisa's housekeeper, but my Aunt was having none of it!

"Maria! How often have I to tell you to call me 'Luisa' in this house! It's almost as hard as getting Paolo here to drop the 'Aunt'!!"

That wasn't entirely true, because I'd almost got used to calling her Luisa when we were in bed together. But that fleeting thought just served to re-ignite my worries and feelings of guilt!

My Aunt chattered briefly with Maria whilst I stood there, silent and tongue-tied. Maria had responded brightly, telling her about her time in Florence and how much she'd been looking forward to getting back. She'd squeezed my hand as she'd said that, a motion not missed by my Aunt, a brief smile flitting across her face. My Aunt had explained that her husband had been called away on business, but that 'Paolo's Cousins' were staying too, so, even though her son Guilio was away, the villa was full of young people for a change!

"Oh yes, I know," responded Maria brightly, "I spoke to Izzy yesterday when I was packing for the trip!"

I froze even more. That was all I needed. If she'd been in touch with my elder and most uncontrollable cousin then the chances of keeping everything a secret were disappearing fast! But then again I'd been encouraged by the recollection of Maria's greeting just now.

There would have been no way that I'd have got that sort of hug if Izzy had blurted out that I'd spent all week making love to my cousins during the day and my Aunt Luisa at night!!

"Well, Maria, I'd better get back inside. It's good to see you at last. I know that Paolo has been looking forward to seeing you again ..... haven't you Paolo?!" she prompted as she gave me a quick hard stare before she turned and headed for the doorway in the wall, leaving the two of us alone together.

So this was it. Moment of truth!

I confused her again by refraining from kissing her at this second chance, just sitting down on the garden bench and pulling her next to me. She gave me a strange, quizzical look which did nothing to help matters, but eventually complied, squashing her thighs disturbingly up against mine.

It was hardly surprising that she was confused. After all, we'd been close friends since early childhood, and we'd both felt that friendship changing to something stronger during our recent meetings. So it had been no surprise when our telephone calls and texts and e-mails had gradually got hotter and earthier as we'd made plans on what we'd do when we met again. Like now!

In fact, just a week ago I'd dreamt longingly of this moment. The chance to take her in my arms properly and kiss those sweet lips, to caress her as we finally confessed our love for each other. It had seemed so simple.

But then fate had intervened. She'd been detained in Florence. Oh why, oh why?! 

Because, instead of seeing her as soon as I'd arrived for my short holiday, I'd been met instead by my cousins Izzy, Ilse and Frieda who, much to my surprise, had seduced me with an athletic afternoon foursome in the mountains. Not that I'd needed much encouragement I thought despairingly! And of course that had led to the amazing revelation about the secret family tradition where groups of my female kinfolk got together to 'look after' the young males. In my case our 'secret group' consisted of these three cousins and was led by Aunt Luisa. And the main bit of 'looking after' seemed to consist of almost continuous sex, loosely disguised as 'tuition' by my Aunt Luisa who's prowess in the bedroom had staggered me!

As all this had flashed through my mind, I realised that I'd finally made up my mind! I had to cool things between Maria and I until.................. Until what? Would she ever be able to understand what I'd done? It felt like I'd betrayed her, as though I didn't deserve her anymore. It felt awful!

So I drew myself up, and shuffled slightly away from her.

"What's going on Paolo?" she finally asked as my cool reception finally struck home, "I thought that we......."

"I know, I know," I jumped in, taking her hand in mine, "It's just that ........just that ......" I ran out of steam.

"Just what exactly?" she snapped, and I felt a quick chill run through me at her tone. It sounded rather like Izzy when she was annoyed, and that was seldom a pleasant experience! 

"Well, I was just thinking that maybe ......."

"Maybe?!"

"Yes, well ....maybe we shouldn't push things too fast ....... maybe we should just stay as 'friends' for a while longer? Until .... things .....err ....settle down ....."

It sounded so incredibly lame and unconvincing, even to me.

She looked at me with troubled eyes for long seconds, probably wondering whether this was some sort of stupid joke, but eventually it dawned on her that I was serious. She seemed to crumple back in the seat as she stared out into the garden.

"I just don't understand Paolo. Everything was planned out. We were so .....certain!"

The latter word was shot at me like bullet as she turned back to me, her face a mixture of confusion, disappointment and, now, anger! The film of moisture that had spread over her eyes nearly broke my heart. How could I be so cruel to the girl I loved? That was another shattering realisation. I DID love her! I just hadn't been sure before.

Was it too late to back-track?

Yes. 

That anger had definitely surfaced now, "I can't believe that you'd do this to me Paolo! Unbelievable! After all those texts and emails as well! And you're DUMPING me! Even before we've got together!!"

She pulled away from me, shot off the garden seat and, with a strangled cry, turned her back as she strode haughtily back across the garden and out of the door. She never even glanced back!

I slumped back in my own misery as I reviewed my last few minutes of fine diplomacy. 

'God, that went well ...NOT! You idiot!!' 

44. Surprise in the Villa 

It was nearly lunch-time when I got back to the villa.

I'd finally dragged myself out of the little garden and the black stupor that I'd sunk into and gone for a walk around the grounds. I'd spent thirty or forty minutes hiking down dusty tracks, following overgrown paths through glades of cypresses and pines, listening to the soothing sound of a stream as it tumbled down a rocky ravine. My head had still been spinning, but the warm sunshine and beautiful countryside had gradually brought me back into a better humour and, at last, some common sense!

As I strode up the drive leading to the villa, I'd made my mind up that I would go over to the little cottage, almost attached to the villa, where Aunt Luisa's housekeeper, Catarina lived. I'd find Maria and confess everything. It couldn't possibly make me feel worse than I did already! A little shiver ran through me at the thought. Well, maybe it could be worse, but it was difficult to see how?!

As I passed the entrance to the villa though I was puzzled to see the small yellow and white post van still standing outside the main building. It was strange, because it had been parked there much earlier when I'd first left for my walk. I mean, how long does it take to deliver a parcel or two? I looked around but no-one was in sight, so I shrugged my shoulders and turned towards Catarina's cottage.

Then I stopped, sharply.

I'd heard something from within the villa. It had sounded like a muffled cry.

I cocked my ear, but heard nothing more until I'd turned away again just as it came again, louder this time. There was no doubt in my mind. It had been a half strangled woman's cry!

I sprinted to the doorway, stopped and looked inside. Coming from the bright sunshine into the gloom, it took my eyes a few minutes to adjust and then my mouth gaped open in shock at the scene that confronted me.

It was my Austrian cousin Ilse being manhandled by a young man in uniform! 

The hallway was quite long and they were seven or eight yards from me. He had her pressed against some wood panelling, one hand grasping her wrists behind her neck, the other clamped over her mouth. As I watched, frozen to the spot, his upper hand slipped away from her mouth and slid downwards to cup her breast, whilst his lips clamped hard over hers.

She was wearing a deep cut lemon top that was not doing a great job of disguising the black bra that peeped out above the vee, particularly now that his hand was roughly massaging her taut young orb. Her short cream skirt was crushed up between them as he planted a strong thigh inside hers, forcing her legs apart.

My eyes were as wide as saucers at the shocking sight as I took a step forward, intent on pulling him off her, a shout of fury just about to escape my lips!

That was when a bare arm came out from nowhere and a slender hand wrapped itself around my face, over my mouth and pulled me sideways!

"Uuuumph!"

I lost balance and stumbled into a soft body, just as another arm grabbed my waist and drew me behind some long thick curtains that surrounded the doorway. Naturally I struggled hard but then Izzy's familiar voice whispered urgently into my ear, "Stop it Paolo. It's not what you think!"

But it looked exactly like what I was thinking! His free hand had finished assaulting her breast, and slid down over her hips. It slipped under her short skirt and dragged the material up, over her strong, tanned thighs, to her waist where he slipped it into the waistband and pinned it between their bodies. Then the hand slipped down again, over her black panties, cupping her mound and his fingers began to search urgently between her legs, driving her upwards onto tip-toes!

I struggled harder, muffled protests escaping from between the fingers clamped over my mouth. I had to stop this! But Izzy was surprisingly strong and she hung on grimly. I was about to bite her hand, when she whispered fiercely into my ear.

"Paolo! Stop struggling so hard! She's okay. It's what they wanted. They're role playing!!"

"What!?" I gasped incredulously as her fingers finally slipped away from my mouth a bit.

"Look....look at her face!"

I did, just as the lips that had been pressing so hard into hers lifted away and he buried his head into her neck. She could have screamed at that point. Or at least shouted for help. But no, I watched her bright blue eyes lift deliriously to the ceiling as the fingers writhing between her legs almost lifted her off her feet! She stretched her neck sideways to give him better access and the gasp that escaped her lips was undoubtedly one of arousal, not fear!

"It's the postman," added Izzy, somewhat unnecessarily, "They're pretending that she's answered the door, teased him and he's so besotted by her beauty that he's lost control."

It was beginning to look like they'd both lost control to me!

45. The Postman Comes .... 

I watched, mesmerised and still wrapped in Izzy's arms as they continued to squirm together against the wood panelling. Before long he released her wrists from captivity and his second free hand was instantly back at her top, massaging her other breast through the thin material whilst the fingers down between her legs pushed the soft black material in between her prominent lips, and started to rub enthusiastically. Her free hands had quickly got to work as well, roaming across his back, then sliding through his dark brown hair, as she let out a long, low moan.

I could tell from Izzy's breathing next to my ear that this overt display of hard sex was having its effect on her as well, but something else just hit me.

"What if Aunt Luisa or Catarina come in?!" I gasped in horror, but Izzy seemed to have everything under control.

"It's okay. They've gone into the village for some shopping. They'll not be back for ages. And anyway, why aren't you with Maria? Aunt Luisa told us that you were 'off-limits' today!"

I didn't have time to respond fortunately, or raise any other protests, because he finally stopped assaulting her breasts and pussy and pulled back a little. I wondered for a ridiculous moment whether they were going to stop!

"Jesus........" I breathed as I watched him grasp her lemon top and drag it upwards, over the black half cup bra that was attempting to restrain her heaving breasts. When he'd got it up to her neck, she'd lifted her arms to help, but when her face was covered and her arms trapped he'd let go and his hands had dropped down to cup her breasts again. She struggled with the garment for a few minutes more, while he caressed her through the thin bra, but then he began to slide his hands around her, aiming I presumed for the fastener at her back. But he stopped half way, evidently changing his mind and simply slipped his fingers underneath the bra cups pulling at the material and lifting upwards, freeing her twin orbs and leaving the useless black bra wrapped high around her chest.

Ilse had stopped struggling with her top by now and had let the material settle around her neck. She looked like she was going to reach out for him, but he stepped back a few paces to admire his captive. And boy was she worth admiring! 

Her beautiful bare breasts stood out perkily from her chest and her pink nipples were straining out from their little brown nests after the workout he'd just given them. Her short skirt was wrapped around her waist and the small black triangle of her panties was stretched tight over her prominent mound, a darker patch developing in the crutch where her juices had begun to flow.

She let him, and us, devour her wanton display. Her eyes were pinned on his. If she'd seen us peeping round the curtain she gave no sign of it. 

I felt Izzy cuddle up closer to me, and her hands began to roam across my chest now. Whatever she was wearing must have been thin because I could feel the twin peaks of her breasts pressing into my back through my shirt. I swallowed hard as I covered her hands with mine to stop them in their tracks. 

I couldn't believe it. I was in the middle of a momentous melt-down in my relationship with Maria and now I'd stumbled on my sex-mad cousins again and was trapped into watching Ilse get ravished! My mind was spinning but, worst of all, I could feel my body responding!

Ilse's silent plea for the postman to get on with it had had its effect though, and with a strangled gasp he stepped forward, pushed her back against the wood, his right hand closing over one bare breast whilst his lips began to devour the other. It was intense to watch as we saw Ilse's head rock back under the onslaught of pleasure from her radiant nipples, both now being teased and pulled and twisted at the same time. Not to be outdone, she soon pushed her hips forward and began to grind her thinly covered pussy up against his loins, stoking up the fire that was building between her legs, and no doubt encouraging a similar response from between his!

"God, she's not going to last long at this rate!" gasped Izzy in my ear, evidently impressed at the way the role play was going. I swallowed again as I tried hard to control my own reaction.

We watched, mesmerised, as they continued to pleasure each other that way. It seemed to go on forever! And as their temperatures rose, so did Izzy's. I still had her hands trapped against my chest, but from behind, she soon started to grind herself into my buttocks in rhythm with Ilse!   

But then everything suddenly climaxed! Well, maybe not immediately, but the young man suddenly gave a grunt in response to a particularly hard thrust from Ilse's pussy. He pulled back again, his hand dropping to Ilse's waist where he grabbed her panties and dragged them down until they were rolled up on her thighs. Her small blonde bush was exposed and the darker slit beneath stood out, engorged lips glistening with her juices. Her blue eyes had widened at the sudden movement, and maybe at the thought of her defenceless position as his hand slipped up her thighs, fingers parting the oily lips and sliding urgently between them. This time she gave out a quick cry of surprise and pleasure as they immediately hit their mark. Her arms wrapped themselves around him as she pulled him closer, whispering urgently into his ear.

Whatever she'd said had spurred him on. I watched in amazement, open mouthed, as his fingers worked at her sex, occasionally delving deep into her hot cavern and forcing her onto her toes again, and then back outside, stimulating her pulsating clit. It looked red hot, and judging by the ecstatic expression on Ilse's face it was!




A Family Affair Ch. 07



I'd gotten so enthralled by the spectacle in front of us though that I slowly released my grip on Izzy's hands. Fatal mistake! In an instant, one was roaming my chest again but the other had dropped lower and begun to caress the expanding bulge in the front of my slacks. I managed to wrap my hand round it within seconds but by then the damage was done. She'd felt my erection and wasn't going to let go!

"Mmmmm Paolo, that feels promising....." she murmured huskily into my ear as I let out gasp of surprise.

For a second I thought that we'd been heard, because the increasingly animal like noises that Ilse had been making suddenly stopped, to be replaced by a long sigh. Looking up and abandoning my cock to Izzy's delicate fingers, I saw that she too had got her hands busy!

She'd dragged open his belt and, unzipped him with practised fingers and was drawing out a very respectable looking erection of her own. As he felt her fingers on him, starting to slide over his taut skin, he seemed to jolt upright his eyes frantically searching around him. They settled on a waist high wooden chest on the other side of the hallway and lit up.

He pulled Ilse away from the wall and twisted her round, all in one motion, making her stumble and let go of his impressive cock which swayed around monstrously as he pushed her up to the chest. He grabbed her flailing wrists again with one strong hand and lifted them high behind her, forcing Ilse to bend over and her bare breasts to rub against the top of the chest, her face almost into bowl of fruit which went skittering sideways.

"Oh My God........!" gasped Izzy in shock at the sudden movement. 

I might have moved to protect Ilse had it not been for Izzy's strong hands still grasping my own growing serpent!

But Ilse's response deemed that unnecessary.

"Yes.......yes.....oh Jesus yes ...... do me now .....now! .........ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

I don't think Mr Postman needed any encouragement. With his other hand he'd dragged Ilse's panties down and off her feet, and then pushed apart her legs before lifting her skirt over her tanned, slim buttocks. We were sideways on to the action now, but I could easily imagine the way that her open, aroused sex would have looked to him as he gave a little grunt of his own before pushing the tip of his rigid erection right up to her little pink entrance. He paused there for just a second before driving his hips forward, forcing open her vagina and driving deep, deep inside her! I think that we all gasped together at the thought of what that would feel like!

He still held her hands high above her, forcing Ilse's head down and as she squirmed under him, so that the motion of her breasts and nipples rubbing across the rough top just added to the sudden explosive feeling of being totally dominated, totally penetrated! She let out a long low groan as the electric feelings danced around her body.

He wasn't holding back now though and straight away he launched into a quick series of long, deep thrusts. Having sampled her myself over the last couple of days, I knew how good it felt to be sliding in and out of her vagina's tight embrace! Ilse's excitement was visibly building as she struggled in his grasp, and as the speed and strength of his thrusts increased, she started to whimper and let out a thin cry as her arousal started to peak, searching for the elusive relief of her impending orgasm!

Looking at his face, I could see from the way that he was straining that he wasn't far off himself either, but he still hung on, still pumped harder and harder into her, driving her tender thighs repeatedly into the edge of the chest with each assault!

But then a big orgasm finally overcame her and she cried out loudly as it hit, enveloping her in an explosion of relief as the coiled tightness inside dissipated in a sudden burst of sweet convulsions. She hadn't held back and the cry had been loud. I was glad that Izzy had said that the house was empty, because the sound would have carried everywhere!  

It was followed shortly afterwards by a loud grunt from her captor as the feeling of her vagina spasming around his throbbing member triggered his own climax and he gasped in relief as he felt his seed spurt out deep inside her.

Finally he her let her arms go as he slumped briefly forward, holding onto her hips for support as he recovered, breathing hard. Under him, Ilse too was dragging in deep breaths as she lay over the chest, her head twisted slightly towards where Izzy and I were watching. Her eyes were closed and her face was covered in strands of her blonde hair and a dreamy expression of total pleasure as she gradually floated back to Earth again.

"Wow!" I said in amazement, "that really was hot!"

Izzy too seemed lost in the moment, and I took the opportunity of removing her limp hand from around the uncomfortable bulge in my pants. It seemed to shake her back into reality, and she struggled briefly but I had hold of her wrist now and she couldn't shake free.

"Paolo! That's not fair!" she hissed, "Oh .... watch out, he'll see us!" she added as she pulled us back, further behind the curtain.

It was just in time because I'd caught a fleeting glance of him reluctantly easing away from Ilse, his limp cock covered in her juices. Ilse gave a moan of disappointment as she felt him slide out of her, but she didn't move, just wantonly laying there, half naked on the chest, bare buttocks still high in the air.

From behind the curtain we heard the sounds of him pulling his pants back up and fastening the buckle. Then there was the sound of a slap! Izzy and I looked at each other. Had he really just walloped her bare bum? Then we heard him speak........ finally.

"Come on Ilse, I've got work to do. I'm way behind on my rounds ...... oh well, you stay there then ...I've got to get going!"

Ilse's response was fairly basic, "Oh God......Oh God .......Oh God....ohhhhhh"

He laughed and then we heard him pass us heading towards the door and starting to whistle cheerily as he disappeared into the bright sunshine!

46. Remembering Frieda 

After his footsteps had disappeared on the gravel outside, we stepped out from our hiding place. Izzy immediately pushed past me, and I had time to confirm that she was just wearing a thin silk wrap, and judging by the shape of her swaying buttocks in front of me, not much else!

Ilse by now had at least stood up. She'd released her skirt so that it had dropped to cover her pussy, but her panties were still on the floor by her feet and her bra and top still wrapped around her neck. Her breasts looked swollen and reddened around her bright pink nipples, and she still looked slightly dazed!

Izzy quickly drew her into her arms though, her hands running through Ilse's damp blonde locks.

"Wow Ilse .....that was so, so, ... I don't know what to say because 'hot' really didn't cover it! How did it feel to be taken like that? You look absolutely spent!"

Ilse was looking at me over Izzy's shoulder, still wide eyed, still not quite with us! I'm not even sure she recognised me!

"I think she's more than just 'spent' Izzy" I added as I joined them, stooping to pick up her black panties. Izzy was acting almost like an old-fashioned lady's maid as she fussed over Ilse and gradually got her dressed properly again. So, when she was 'decent' again and was beginning to respond to Izzy's persistent questions, we all sat down on a low wooden bench just outside the doorway and lapped up the warm sunshine.

Ilse was in the middle. She admitted that she'd seen the two of us half-hiding behind the curtain as the postman ravished her, but she'd been way too far gone to signal to as at the time. And anyway it had excited her to see us watching!

"Mind you, I was shocked to see you there Paolo. I thought that you were seeing Maria?"

"I know," interjected Izzy, "That's what I said! What's been going on.......?"

They both looked at me as the question was left hanging and waited for a response.

"I .........I mean we ......I mean .......oh never mind!" I responded hopelessly before quickly changing the subject, "..... and anyway........why was the postman still around? I thought he came ages ago?" 

Ilse and Izzy looked at each other, but didn't persist.

"Oh, he was here first thing this morning," replied Izzy, "He brought me a parcel from Carla, you remember, the lady with the lingerie shop in town where you and Ilse 'performed' in the shop window?"

How could I forget that little disaster?! But that didn't explain why he was still around now, almost at lunchtime, so Izzy was quick to add, "Anyway, he looked nice so I've been entertaining him upstairs, and Ilse and Frieda joined in later. We thought you were busy."

It didn't take much thought to imagine what sort of 'entertaining' had been going on. Particularly bearing in mind Izzy's thin wrap which had parted slightly in the breeze, showing a long length of bare calf and thigh! Another thought struck me.

"So where's Frieda then?"

I was surprised when they looked at each other with widening eyes, Ilse's hand covering her mouth momentarily at the mention of her twin sister's name.

"Oh my goodness Izzy. Is she still upstairs? In your bed? In .....?"

Izzy just nodded, a wide grin spreading across her face. 

"Maybe we'd better ........" she glanced upwards to the bedrooms.

They both dissolved into a fit of giggles before jumping up and heading inside. It seemed prudent to follow. Who knew what they'd been up to and maybe I'd need to help!

On the upper landing they'd stopped outside Izzy's door. It was just down the corridor from my bedroom and I'd been wondering whether to sneak in when we'd passed it, but I'd decided that that would have been cowardice of the highest order and, frankly, I was curious to know what was going on. I joined them at the door, ears almost pressed to the wood as we listened.

At first there was no sound that I could hear, but then I heard a low groaning sound that gradually increased in intensity before snapping off in a sound like a muffled cry of frustration! It did sound a bit like Frieda and I couldn't understand why we weren't just going in.

Izzy and Ilse were still struggling to contain their laughter though and they waited a few more minutes before pushing the door open wide.

"Surprise!!" shouted Izzy.

It was! I'd stopped dead in the doorway at the sight that confronted me.

Izzy's room was pretty much a mess of discarded clothes. She was hopeless at keeping things tidy, but there was nothing messy about what was on the bed.

Spread-eagled across the white sheets was the naked figure of my cousin Frieda!

She was twisting and struggling a bit, but to no avail. Her wrists and ankles were wrapped in soft leather bands, each one containing a big silver ring, each ring attached by rope to the four corners of the bed. There had clearly been some play in the ropes but not much, and someone had stuffed a pillow under her buttocks which had stretched out her arms and legs even more tightly whilst thrusting her light brown pussy bush suggestively upwards. The muffled sounds were the result of a bright red ball gag that was strapped around her face. Her beautiful breasts were stretched taut by her straining arms and atop each peak, her dark, erect nipples were captured by little silver clamps. Around her hips and between her legs ran the black chords of one of the tiniest G-strings I'd ever seen. Overall, she looked like some stunningly sexy offering to the gods!

I wondered briefly how long she'd been there. Her body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and although she'd clearly seen us all in the doorway, her eyes were fixed on Izzy's and the stare was malevolent.

"Oh dear," said Izzy, without sounding particularly remorseful "We'd forgotten all about you!" Next to me Ilse made a slightly strangled sound as she attempted heroically to stifle another laugh!

Then, before we could move, I heard another strange sound. It was like a low level buzzing, quite difficult to pick up.

The effect on Frieda though was electric. Her eyes widened again as she stared, unseeing, straight up at the ceiling and let out another muffled groan. Her body seemed to quiver, and I could see that her hands were clenching hard on the white sheet. It was then that I realised that the sound seemed to be coming from between her legs! It was also then that I realised that the 'skimpy' G-string was in fact no such thing. The little patch of purple sitting on top of her slit looked like a small plastic insect with big wings. 

"It's a 'butterfly'," confirmed Izzy knowingly as we approached the bed, "It was in the box of goodies that Clara sent over this morning." 

I looked back at her mystified.

"It's got a vibrator on a timer." Then she added to clarify, ".....it's attached to her clit."

Now that made sense! 

The subdued buzzing was still going on and Frieda's hips were shaking, her head slowly thrashing from side to side as the devilish little creature continued to torture her clit, swamping her with a mixture of pain and pleasure and there was absolutely nothing that she could do to stop it!

I was expecting it to switch off after a few minutes, like last time but it didn't! We watched open-mouthed as Frieda's quivering got more frenetic, the shaking reaching a peak, her breasts dancing on her chest just as her groaning changed to muffled scream as a big, long awaited orgasm hit her head on. Her eyes were squeezed tight shut as the white hot furnace between her legs finally blew up and released the sweet convulsions that slowly carried away her pain.

"Wow!" gasped Izzy as she reached over her cousins prone and quivering figure, picked up a small black controller and pressed a button. The buzzing sound ceased immediately, probably just as well given the way Frieda was reacting to the continuous stimulation!

Izzy and Ilse looked at each other, wide eyed.

"I wonder how many she's had?!" asked Ilse to no one in particular.

"How long have you had her tied up?" I asked, aghast at what they'd done to her.

"Oh not that long," said Izzy glancing at her watch, ".........well maybe thirty or forty minutes..." she added a little guiltily.

"And she was the one who wanted to try it out!" she added defensively.

47. Frieda Gets A Choice 

Frieda was showing signs of coming to again, and her eyes were imploring me to do something, so I reached behind her head to unfasten the ball gag. 

When she'd literally spat it out, she proceeded to swear loudly in a mixture of German, Italian and English to let us all know what she thought of being left to suffer for so long. I admired her fluency, but felt a little peeved at the English part given that I'd only just arrived!

"Oh well, if you're going to behave like that Frieda........." announced Izzy a little huffily as she picked up the control and pressed another button. Immediately the subdued buzzing returned and I saw Frieda's eyes widen as she felt the vibrations hit her tender clit again!

"Aaaaaargh ..............no............... Izzy.........stop it .............please!" gasped Frieda between deep breaths.

I raised my eyes to the ceiling, gave Izzy a hard stare, and reached over to pull away the remote and switch it off again. She smiled sweetly back at us as she shrugged her pretty shoulders.

Frieda was panting hard again after that brief burst of activity and wisely, given her current circumstances, decided to keep her mouth shut.

By now Ilse was leaning over her sister and had started to casually trail her fingertips over one of her full breasts. Each time one came near to the nipple clamp, she'd flick at it playfully, making Frieda wince as her stretched nipple reacted.

"So Frieda, you naughty sister, how many big O's did you really get?" she asked casually.

Frieda was still suffering as Ilse started the same treatment on her other breast. I would have stopped it, but I was intrigued to know the answer myself!

"Oh Jesus, stop that Ilse ..... ahhhhhh! ..... Ok .....Oh God, I think I'd lost count ... ahhhhhhhh ... well, it must have been at least five, maybe more!" she gasped desperately.

"FIVE! ..... maybe MORE!" repeated Ilse in mock concern. She'd sat on the side of the bed and turned to Izzy who was smiling back at her devilish cousin, "Don't you think that's selfish Izzy, we've only had one each!" Well, that explained Izzy's state of attire, and I'd already witnessed Ilse's one downstairs, which must have been worth two or three in most people's experience. 

I considered pointing out that I hadn't had any, but decided that it would be unwise to tempt fate with these three around, especially as I was still supposed to be getting my life with Maria sorted out. I mean, what the hell was I doing here, in Izzy's bedroom again!!

Frieda was still struggling in her bindings though and Ilse wasn't letting up on her breasts, as she started to cup them and squeeze them teasingly again. Frieda's eyes darted between us, searching for some way to escape. Then, inspiration hit her.

"It's not the number .... really ..... they're........" she was searching for inspiration, "....they're just not as satisfying as feeling a man inside you!" As she gasped out the final sentence her eyes fell on me. 

I thought that she was kidding for a moment, "Yeah, really Frieda .... don't think that's going to work!"

"No I mean it Paolo, I just want you in me. Now.....I can't stand it any longer!!"

Maybe it was the way that Ilse was stoking up her arousal again, but suddenly I could see the desperation in her bright hazel eyes. Ilse and Izzy had turned to look at me as well, and Izzy let her hand rest on Frieda's pussy, covering up the butterfly as her fingers slid slowly along the outside of her slit, feeling how juicy she still was.

"Well, she's certainly ready for something Paolo, you up to it? You were definitely ready when you were watching Ilse get fucked just now!" 

And not helped by the way that you caressed me into a big erection, I thought in exasperation! But looking at Frieda's up-thrust fanny, I couldn't help but think, even fleetingly, how good it would be to sink myself into Frieda's hot vagina. After all, it wouldn't have been the first time this week and the memory of how she could grip my swollen cock triggered another disturbing reaction between my legs.

Izzy hadn't been slow to notice my hesitation.

"Wow, looks like you're onto a winner Frieda!" and she started to untie the chords holding the butterfly in place. As her fingers slipped inside Frieda's labia to disconnect it from her tender clit, her spread-eagled victim gave out a long low moan. It was difficult to know what that had meant because she'd closed her eyes tight as she tried to deal with the fire that Izzy had triggered between her legs again! 

"Well, come on Paolo, get those slacks off. She's all ready and waiting for you. Do you need any help?" Izzy asked mischievously.

I looked again at Frieda's prominent, defenceless mound and swallowed hard. I could almost see the juices trickling down her thighs in anticipation, but at the vital moment a picture of Maria flashed into my mind. In her bright top and faded jeans retreating away from me in the Garden, tears in her eyes. It was no good, I couldn't do it. Life was just too complicated!

"Oh Jesus Frieda .... I......can't," I stuttered, before tailing off, ".......it's .....it's ....well, Maria....."

Ilse and Izzy looked at each other in surprise.

"Look Paolo, what's going on with you two? I thought you were supposed to be hooking up together so why are you here?" snapped Izzy.

I didn't trust myself to respond to that given that my sex mad cousins were a major part of my current problem with Maria!

Izzy stared at me for a few more seconds before switching her attention back to Frieda who was looking at me in weary disappointment. I suppose that I'd just turned her down in her moment of need, and I was suddenly feeling like I'd abandoned her. It was ridiculous!




A Family Affair Ch. 07



"Never mind Frieda, we can manage without Paolo!" laughed Izzy, "...there's always Clara's box of tricks!"

She'd grabbed a plain brown cardboard box that was sitting on her dressing table surrounded by ripped apart packaging. This must have been the 'present' of sex toys that had been delivered by the postman this morning. Not a delivery he was likely to forget in a hurry I thought!

She dropped it down on the bed, between Frieda's outstretched legs, "Now what have we here?" she murmured as she rummaged about inside.

"Izzy....!?" hissed Frieda in alarm as she strained to lift her head high enough to see over her mound at what Izzy was doing. I sympathised with her. It wasn't difficult to imagine who's idea it had been to tie her to the bed in the first place!

Quickly though Izzy grabbed something out of the box and crawled over her prostrate cousin to wave something black in front of her face.

"How about this Frieda?" she said before turning to glance at me with a look of disdain as she'd added, " It'll fill you better than Paolo ever could!"

Frieda's eyes had nearly popped out of her head at the sight of the big black dildo that Izzy was holding. Mine too. It was enormous! It wasn't so much the length, although it must have been a good seven inches, but the girth was massive. It must have been the width of my wrist, and the soft looking black surface was full of devilish looking ribs and nodules!

Ilse had sucked in a deep breath when she'd seen it, but Frieda was the first to speak.

"Oh God, Izzy ... you can't be serious! I can't take that. It....... " she paused as her imagination ran riot at the thought of being invaded by that monster. Watching her expression change, I thought for a moment that she was changing her mind. My God, how would she feel with that thing parked up her fanny?! But common sense prevailed and she was shaking her head, maybe in a touch of disappointment though. 

"No.....no....... Oh God no!" she gasped eventually, "....it's just way, way too much! It'll split me in two!"

Izzy's eyebrows had risen while Frieda was reacting, and starting to struggle against her bindings. I think that she too had been shocked for a moment when it looked like Frieda might go for it. 

"Well Frieda," she said, letting her eyes travel deliberately over her cousin's stretched, bare form," I'm not sure that you're in a position to dictate terms......... but, as you're family, what about this instead?"

Then she laughed again, and brought her other hand out from behind her back, surprising us all. In it was another dildo!

This one was smoother, more metallic looking, and altogether more conventional! If anything it looked slightly longer, but it was only an inch or so in diameter, and the tip was shaped into a small, smooth, rounded ball.

Frieda's face went through a cavalcade of emotions, chief of which was relief, but I'm sure that I noted a touch of regret as she watched Izzy rest the big black monster on the sheets beside her hips. Izzy raised her eyebrows in a silent question, and her prostrate cousin breathed hard in frustration and then nodded.

48. Frieda Gets More Than She Bargained For 

"Right!" laughed Izzy again as she surprised me by throwing the silver 'rocket' to me, "Paolo can get on with the business end while Ilse and I look after your top!" Then she crawled over Frieda's hips and settled herself on the bed, next to her taut breasts, although not before letting her hand run up Frieda's inner thigh so that her fingers could fondle that prominent pussy on the way! 

"Oh Paolo, it vibrates as well. You just twist it at the bottom."

'Well, naturally' I thought in resignation, 'Of course it would!'

So Izzy got busy with her lips and tongue on Frieda's breasts, her 'oooohs' and 'aaahs' quickly extinguished by her sister as she too settled at the top of the bed, letting her hands caress Frieda's neck and hair whilst covering her strained lips with her own and starting a molten looking kiss!

I was left holding the dildo and wondering what to do with it! Well, that's not exactly true. It was pretty clear what was wanted in a general sense, but using a dildo hadn't been something that I'd come across in a practical way before! I'd quickly rationalised in my brain that pleasuring Frieda with a dildo didn't count as betrayal to Maria, so there really wasn't anything to stop us.

Staring it Frieda's upthrust pussy however was having a natural effect on me though, particularly as her hips had started to sway rhythmically under the attention of my cousins lips. Her bush was gyrating sensuously before me to the limited extent that her bindings allowed and her wet slit almost inviting attention.

I couldn't resist the opportunity! Resting one hand on her thigh, I bent down and let my tongue slide up and down her engorged labia lips, enjoying the taste of her musky juices, delving a little deeper with each pass. At my touch, she'd stiffened under me, her thighs suddenly taut and I heard a muffled groan as she felt the electric response of her pussy wash over her.

After just a few minutes attention, her sex was opening before my eyes and I moved my focus to the little fleshy fold that was almost covering that beacon of pleasure that was starting to make Frieda squirm hard under me. Looking up close, I could see that her clit was swollen and engorged, peeping out from under its little hood, straining upwards and almost demanding attention! I was quick to comply, letting my tongue slide around its base, nudging it from side to side before letting my lips close around it and sucking it up between them.

The effect of Frieda was startling! Her hips convulsed under me as she reacted to my teasing lips and this time there was nothing particularly muffled about her cry of pleasure!!

"Oh come on Paolo," snorted Izzy impatiently, "it's the dildo that she wants, stop distracting her!"

I was pretty sure that Frieda was quite happy with the distraction my lips had been providing, but Izzy did have a point, so I pulled back and let the smooth surface of the dildo slide up and down her slit for a few minutes, the cool surface making her muscles tense again.

When it was covered in her juices, I started to manoeuvre the tip between her lips letting it slide over her sensitive skin, pausing briefly to pressure her clit again, and then letting the rounded head slide slowly around the bright pink muscles guarding her inner cavern. Frieda was reacting to every touch, pushing her pussy hard up against the metal surface to enhance the sweet sensations that were starting to overwhelm her.

"Don't forget to twist it," reminded Izzy and as I looked up, puzzled, I saw that both of them had paused in their work on Frieda and were watching me closely as I continued to probe around her hot entrance. I felt a bit flustered at the audience. After all both Izzy and Ilse probably knew way better than me how to use that particular item!

But, looking at the base of the little rocket, I could see that it ended in a round, bevelled ring which I twisted experimentally. Both Frieda and I got a shock at the result. It was suddenly alive in my hands! The vibrations were stronger than I'd expected and as the rounded tip was already resting up against her little pink hole, Frieda suddenly felt the full impact on that so, so sensitive spot!

Her hips jerked again involuntarily in response, and the gasp of surprise was rewarding!

So this time I repeated the manoeuvres around her slit, concentrating again on her tender clit for a few minutes and listening to Frieda's alternate gasps of surprise and cries of pleasure because, wriggle as she might, there was no escape from that pulsating pressure! But finally, as I let the tip nestle against her pink slot again, I pushed a little harder, listening to Frieda suck in a deep breath as she felt the vibrating tip slip inside a little. I let her get used to the feeling for a few seconds before pushing more firmly, staring hungrily as it gradually disappeared between her oily lips, as it delved and pulsated deeper and deeper inside her!

Frieda's gasps had turned into low moans of gratification as she felt it penetrate deeper and deeper, buzzing away inside her, triggering burst after burst of intense pleasure. When there was only half an inch left outside, I paused, amazed at the way that her juices were squeezing out, almost cascading past it, coating her thighs and dripping onto the pillow under her bum. I started to manoeuvre it experimentally around in circular motions, forcing the throbbing body to slide over all of her inner, tingling flesh! It seemed work though as Frieda's moans got louder. It didn't seem like she was far off a climax already, so I pulled smoothly back on the dildo, and started to thrust it firmly back and forth, fucking her by proxy, fucking her just like she'd asked for, fucking her just like I'd have liked do if my mind wasn't so ridiculously confused about Maria!! 

It was having the desired effect though, and I had to work hard to try and control my own growing erection as I watched the silver rocket slide smoothly in and out, her hips responding, her inner sexual lips stretching around it as it withdrew, looking desperate to try and keep it inside her, to draw it back!

I was so mesmerised now by the sight of the dildo doing its job on Frieda, that I hadn't seen Izzy move, and the next minute she'd settled herself beside me, right between Frieda's splayed out, sweaty thighs.

"Right Paolo, my turn now, " and with that she put her fingers over mine and quickly pulled out the silver serpent that had almost pushed Frieda into her own impending erotic heaven.

"What?" I gasped in surprise, "No, Izzy ..... you can't!"

Now I'd seen what she'd picked up off the bed as she'd crawled over Frieda. It was the monstrous black dildo!

"Don't be silly, it's just what she needs now!"

Frieda's despairing voice interrupted us, as she finally became aware that I'd stopped assaulting her, "Ohhhhhhh Jesus .... Oh God, don't stop now......not now......put it back ..... put it back in!"

"See!" smiled Izzy at me as she let the big black dildo slide smoothly up and down Frieda's slit a few times to lubricate it on here abundant juices.

Even in Frieda's semi-delirious state though she'd felt the difference as the soft plastic slid across the sensitive skin between her legs and her head had wearily lifted to see what Izzy was doing.

"Oh God Izzy..........you can't be serious .........I .........I ........."

Izzy lifted it up so that Frieda had a better view, "You want it really Frieda......don't you?"

Frieda's eyes seemed to have grown into saucers, "I.........I ........"

Then her head flopped back, maybe in weary exhaustion, maybe just in sexual anticipation, "Oh God I can't stand it any more...... yes, .......yes Izzy ......just do it!!"

Izzy smiled at the two of us watching, open mouthed, as she pushed the snub nose of the monstrosity right up against Frieda's already gaping pink hole. Frieda's hips tensed as she felt the pressure on her inner entrance. To be fair to Izzy though she didn't force it too quickly, gently pressing the black nose harder between Frieda's taut thighs, slowly forcing open Frieda's vagina muscles, stretching her, slowly making Frieda take it in!

I was reassessing the size as I watched, almost in horror. Maybe it wasn't quite as thick as my wrist after all, but it must have been almost three inches in diameter, and the extra ribs and nodules looked fearsome!

I think that we all gave a gasp of amazement as the body of the dildo started to slide in, the ribs and nodules making her muscles bulge and it was only then that I realised that Izzy was twisting it as she pushed, literally 'screwing' her as she eased the monster in!

Frieda's gasp had turned into a long drawn out moan as she felt it open her up and as I glanced across her straining body, I saw that her head was stretched backwards, her neck muscles tight, her eyes clamped shut as she concentrated solely on the feeling of invasion between her legs!

Now that she'd got the tip in Izzy quickly started to drive it deeper and deeper, twisting still as it went. Frieda's juices were in full flow, so it made quick progress until only the base remained visible between Izzy's fingers.

Frieda was drawing in quick, deep breaths as she felt it totally fill her and the moans had turned into little animal like squeaks and grunts as Izzy started to jiggle it around! She didn't wait long though before pulling it back, almost out and then forcing it back in, hard! The effect of Frieda was electric as her hips, amazingly, bucked in response, welcoming the thick monster back inside her. Encouraged, Izzy settled into a more rhythmic pattern of thrusting, and Frieda's moans and gasps got more and more frantic as her body started to wind itself up again for what looked like being a massive orgasm.

Izzy nudged me then, and her eyes flicked from the silver rocket that was still in my hands and then to Frieda's pussy, now rocking up and down in time to Izzy's assaults with the dildo. It quickly dawned on me what she meant and I switched the vibrator back on, leant over Frieda's belly and slipped the buzzing tip up against the little folds around Frieda's erect clit. Once again Frieda's hips bucked under the fresh onslaught of pleasure radiating right round her pussy, and this time she cried out loudly.

It didn't take much of this combined torture to bring Frieda to the brink, and Izzy was carefully monitoring her reactions so that when her moans were hitting a higher pitch and her body tensed under us, she pulled my vibrator away from her clit and stopped fucking her with the dildo. She was determined to hold back Frieda's climax, making her already tense body teetering on the brink, crave for release for long, long seconds. 

Eventually though she eased back on the dildo until it was nearly out again, evil black skin glistening before hissing, "Now Ilse!" as she drove the full eight inches right back into Frieda.

My eyes, which had been focussed solely on the action between her legs had switched quickly to Ilse in surprise, and as the big dildo penetrated Frieda for one last time I saw Ilse's fingers release the clamps attached for so long to Frieda's stretched and quivering nipples.

Whether it was the final, lunging dildo thrust or the sudden burst of pain and pleasure that swamped her from her breasts as the blood burst back into her supersensitive nipples I don't know. But, whatever, Frieda didn't stand a chance, her strained body bucking under us as the mighty orgasm, held back by Izzy for so long, swept through her, filling her full of sweet, relief giving convulsions!

Watching Frieda's expression gradually lose its pain and tension lines, slowly turning into one of bliss as her body slowly started to writhe sensuously in her post orgasmic state, I was reminded about my own uncomfortable state! I still had a big erection trapped in my pants, and I had to move and re-arrange myself on the bed to alleviate the discomfort. That hadn't gone unnoticed by Izzy who was still sat between Frieda's stretched out legs. She too moved slightly, lifting her knee up and sideways. As she'd intended her wrap slid over and down her bent leg leaving it gaping right up to her smooth belly! I'd wondered what she might be wearing under the wrap when I'd first seen it and my suspicions were confirmed as my eyes were automatically drawn to the exposed dark, furry bush and deep, wet slit below.

I swallowed as my eyes finally lifted up and saw the blatant invitation in her deep brown eyes. It was obvious that she was quite ready to help me out with my little problem!

But I still couldn't get Maria out of my mind and I stood up quickly. Painfully quickly as the bulge in my pants bent me forward embarrassingly. A quick glance confirmed that Frieda was still floating in her own personal little heaven, the big black dildo still planted deep inside her, and Ilse was tenderly watching her sister recover, almost absentmindedly letting her free hand caress one of Frieda's glistening breasts.

Suddenly I knew that I had to get out of there, and I backed quickly towards the door. 

Izzy's expression changed from one of mischievousness to disappointment as she watched me retreat, but she didn't say anything as I closed the door behind me and almost fled down the corridor into my bedroom.

I couldn't believe it. I'd been right in the middle of my personal battle to sort out my relationship with Maria and I'd let my sexy cousins draw me into their fantasy world yet again!!

50. An Unexpected Interruption 

In my room I just flopped onto the bed, exhausted!

It wasn't as if I'd been doing anything strenuous, but the emotional turmoil with Maria was really getting at me.

I checked my watch. It would be lunch-time shortly and Catarina would be putting on a buffet downstairs, but there was no way that I was going to risk that. There was no telling who'd be around, and getting involved with my personal female protection society again was not an option to consider at the moment!

I was still trying to build up confidence to go down to the cottage again and confess all to Maria. I'd decided that it was probably too much to expect her to understand what had been going on at the villa, but maybe at least she'd forgive me. Well, I lived in hope! But lunch-time didn't seem like a good time to drop all this on her so I persuaded myself, rather easily, that it would be better to go down in an hour or so.

Maybe a short lie down wouldn't come amiss? And at least my renewed dithering had settled my erection down!

So I slipped off my shoes and socks, dragged off my slacks and shirt and settled down in my boxers on the soft bed, letting the warm breeze from the open French windows waft around and soothe my bare skin. 

It was definitely the right thing to do because, within minutes, I dozed off.

Then I got interrupted!

I wasn't quite sure what had woken me and a quick, half dozy glance at my watch showed that I'd been asleep for a good hour.

I rubbed my eyes as I sat up on the side of the bed, reached for my shirt and pulled it loosely on. Had I really heard something outside my door? Was Izzy about to burst into my room, wrap gaping around her naked body as she rushed in to force herself on me? That thought made me wake up quick!!

And then my room door really did open and a maid stepped through the gap. 

She didn't look at me as she took a few paces in, stopped by a small table and used a bright yellow duster to clean some small ornaments with her back to me. I was flabbergasted.

It wasn't the rather tight looking black skirt and white shirt uniform that had taken away my power of speech, nor the starched white pinafore wrapped around her waist, or even the little white cap perched on her tightly bound auburn hair. It wasn't even the black, seamed stockings that ran up from her ankles to disappear sexily underneath the short skirt. 

It was because the villa didn't have a maid, at least not in recent times!

And when Maria turned around eventually to face me, she had her hands on her hips, legs slightly apart, challenging me to respond!

"Well, aren't you going to say anything?!"

"I ..... I .......what are you doing with that old maid's uniform on?"

"Well, seeing as you clearly don't want anything to do with me, even after all those hot texts and e-mails, I thought that I'd better do something useful while I'm here and help mother keep the place clean!!"

Even I could see that she wasn't happy.

"Look it's not that I don't want anything to do with you. Of course I do. It's just ...........well, it's just a bit difficult at the moment that's all....."

My voice tailed off as all the rational explanations that I'd been carefully planning flew out of my brain just when I was grasping for them! I closed my eyes for a moment to martial my thoughts, but the image of Maria standing there in an old uniform that may just have fitted her about five years ago was getting in the way. Her bust in particular had clearly come on in recent years and the buttons of her white shirt were straining hard to keep everything in, and not very successfully!




A Family Affair Ch. 07



"It's not this 'secret family women's society' thing is it?!" she asked with narrowed eyes almost boring through me.

"I....what!..... you know about that?!" I was aghast at the thought.

"Well of course I do. You don't seriously think that there's anything that goes on in this house that my mother doesn't know about do you?!"

I must have looked comical, staring back at her with my mouth open while I tried to process the enormity of what she'd just casually said because her stern expression quickly spread into a wide grin.

"Oh, you idiot Paolo. I can't say that I'm entirely pleased at the idea, but it's not the end of the world. It doesn't stop us getting together you know ...... if that's what you really want of course?"

That question was loaded! 

"Oh God yes," I gasped as I breathed out a huge sigh of relief, "..................I've been wanting us to be together for so long now!"

That seemed to do the trick.

"Well, that's better then," she said as she struck a pose in her little maids outfit, "...... so what do you think? Do you like my outfit?"

"Wow, do I?! You look so ...........so sexy!" 

She moved towards me at last and sat next to me on the bed, her skirt riding up as she did so and displaying promising black stocking tops, her hand slipped under my gaping shirt and ran smoothly over my chest.

"You're looking pretty good to me too," she murmured huskily as she let her eyes deliberately run over my half naked body, pausing significantly on the growing bulge inside my boxers.

It was an obvious invitation and even I didn't miss it. I reached out to wrap my hand around her slim neck, intent on pulling her towards me to kiss, but she struggled against me. I was shocked! I couldn't have misread her that much could I?!

But she was still smiling as her hands went up to her hair, throwing aside the little cap and releasing her beautiful auburn locks out of their tightly swept back clips so that her curls cascaded down over her shoulders and down her back.

"That's better, I hate kissing with my hair tied up!" she said as she finally leaned my way and twisted a little so that I could wrap my arm round her, pull her into me and press my yearning lips over hers at last!

We were a little tentative at first, exploring, feeling the warm sensation spread as our lips started to work together more enthusiastically and then I felt her tongue start to push open my lips and by then there was no going back as my tongue met hers and the kiss just rocketed into the molten class!

It seemed to go on forever as I surrendered myself to her lips, her tongue, her body, her ....everything! I'd been waiting so long for this moment, thought that I'd blown it and yet here we were at last, in each other's arms and kissing the lights out of each other! It was heaven!!

It seemed natural to put my hand on her knee and then to start sliding it up her stocking clad leg, revelling in the smooth feel of her strong thigh. But then I got a shock as she put her hand on mine to stop upward progress and at the same time she pulled back breathing hard as our lips finally disengaged. Her eyes were still filled with desire though and I was a little confused.

"Not so fast cowboy," she almost sighed, "I'm not sure that I've completely forgiven you yet! So, how many times have you done it with them?"

I was shocked speechless. What should I say? She must have known some of what had been going on, but how much? Could I really tell her the truth? I couldn't really believe it myself! Then she completely floored me.

"I've been speaking to Izzy."

Oh God!

".................and Signora Monterrino."

My Aunt Luisa too! Jesus, she must know everything!

She watched my face change from surprise to panic, and listened to me spluttering for a while as I tried to formulate a response. Then she burst into laughter!

"Shocked?" she gasped between chortles, "Serves you right Paolo. You should have shown some self-restraint! I couldn't resist it!!"

When her laughter had subsided and her face got serious again, she took my hand reassuringly in hers, "It's ok. I've got used to the idea now...........can you believe it, that cheeky Izzy actually had the temerity to tell me that they've been preparing you for me!!"

We both laughed at that unlikely thought. Then her head swivelled and she pointed to bottom of the dressing table near the door, "What's that?"

51. Embracing Our Desires 

I craned my head round as she jumped up and looked at the sideboard myself, but I couldn't see anything untoward. But by then Maria had strode over to it and bent down to feel for something underneath.

She didn't squat though, she just bent forward at the waist in front of me, her ankles crossed together for support. My eyes widened and my throat went dry as I watched her short black skirt lift up her thighs. Lifting and lifting until it was almost round her waist, displaying her beautiful young legs, displaying the black stockings that reached sexily about mid-thigh and the suspenders attached to the black bands at the top. She clearly did a lot of sunbathing because her tanned thighs just went on and on until they joined the equally tanned skin of her buttocks. What wasn't displayed though were her panties, mainly because she wasn't wearing any! My eyes took a few moments to register that fact, zeroing in on the little peachy lips that were staring back at me from between her bare buttocks. I gasped out loud in surprise!!

She stayed like that for a few minutes, hand apparently searching for something under the table before sighing and pulling herself upright, turning and smiling at me.

"See anything you like?" she murmured huskily, before her delicious lips spread out in a wide grin. I probably did look a bit comical. I knew that my eyes were like saucers and my mouth was open!

"I was saving that move in case you needed some persuasion," she said as she approached me again,".......................but I see that you didn't!" she added as she looked excitedly at the big bulge in my pants!

Then she reached me and, instead of sitting next to me again, she climbed onto me, her legs straddling me as she pulled us together again, our lips meeting hungrily just as I groaned at the feel of her bare pussy rubbing up against my trapped erection!

This time there was absolutely nothing tentative about our kissing! Her lips clamped straight on mine, our mouths open, out tongues fought like serpents!

When she pulled back eventually so that we could breath, she took in such a deep breath that her shirt buttons finally gave up trying to take the strain and popped. Literally!

"Shit!" she gasped as my eyes were dragged down to her exposed bosom, fantastic cleavage with her breasts pushed tightly together by a lacy black, half-cup bra. My fingers were quick to release the remaining buttons around her neck and then I slid my hands down her chest until they met the rising hills below. She was hanging onto me with her arms around my neck, her pussy still ground into me as she leaned back to give me better access. Her head rocked back and she closed her eyes as she felt my hands start to massage her full breasts, delighting in the electric response of her bare skin to my searching fingers.

Half a breast wasn't enough for me now though! So I slipped my hand into one of the bra cups and eased out her breast, then the other one so that they were both released, but still pushed together and up by the fastened bra. Her nipples were dark buttons sat in the middle of small light brown rings. As I grasped one between my finger and thumb and felt it respond, growing, hardening to my touch. She sucked in another breath as the burst of pleasure coursed through her.

I knew now that there would be no more interruptions, no pulling back from her. She was hanging on with one arm around my neck whilst the other slipped inside my shirt and began to roam over my back, fingernails sliding hard down my spine, making a shiver run up to my neck.

I worked harder on her breasts in response, caressing each enthusiastically, pulling and twisting her nipples until a big shudder ran through her and her hand slipped between us in a desperate search for that hardness in my pants.

She gave out a little squeal of surprise as I leaned backwards and pulled her with me onto the bed, still straddling me, but off balance now so that I could twist her round and under me, trapping her between the soft sheets and my hard body. Then my lips were on hers and we were back in our state of molten desire again as we rolled about, bare skin pressed sensuously together, legs intertwined.

Finally I pulled back to look at her, her breasts were still trapped by her useless bra and red from the attention I'd been giving them, her skirt had ridden right up to her waist, exposing her neatly trimmed pussy, framed as it was between the black suspenders and her stocking tops. My eyes widened in surprise as I realised that her slit was neatly shaved. Her nether lips were puffed up and I could see that she was almost dripping between them. She looked as ready as I felt!

Her eyes looked at me wildly and she gasped in delight as I dragged off my boxers, releasing my erection at last and they widened further as they saw how ready I was, how big and hard. She moaned in anticipation as I spread her legs and pushed my hardness up against her unprotected pussy. 

By some herculean effort, I paused as I pressed the tip of my cock up against her oily opening. I was bent over her, looking into her eyes, searching for that final approval. She'd clearly felt me pressing at her entrance and her mind was focussed on the fire that was raging between her legs, waiting in feverish anticipation for me to penetrate her at last. Then she registered that I'd stopped. Her unseeing eyes finally focussed on me, registering my implied query.

The message that they gave me in reply was pretty much along the lines of, 'Don't stop now you stupid idiot....of course I want you to fuck me! .... why do you think I'm here?!' And to ram home the point she pushed her hips up, forcing her pussy harder at me, finally pushing my stiff member into her hot, welcoming cavern!

It felt like heaven as I responded, driving myself deep inside her, wallowing in the electric feel of my rampant, throbbing cock sliding past her tight entrance until our bodies met and I could go no further!

After just a short pause to enjoy the feeling of possessing her, I began to pump inside her. Long and slow to start with, but ever faster as our excitement mounted! I lost sense of time as my sole focus became the desire to drive myself deeper and deeper into her, harder and harder. Her sighs had changed to moans and then into little cries of satisfaction as she felt me taking her higher and higher!

I was hanging on grimly, her tight vagina gripping and caressing me as I plunged in and out. I was determined to hang on as long as possible and my blood was throbbing in my forehead as I held off, feeling her nearing her own climax as she bucked and squirmed under me. But then it was too late and I couldn't help but drive in hard one last time and I simply exploded inside her, pumping my hot seed into her like a dam breaking!

My climax had been so exquisite, so stupendous that I only vaguely felt Maria tighten under me at the same time, cry out wildly and then slump back into the bed as she felt her own orgasm totally overwhelm her! 

Utterly spent, I half collapsed on top of her, easing myself to one side as I reluctantly slipped out of her. I watched for magical minutes as she gradually recovered from our love-making, her face reflecting her warm feelings as her mighty climax gradually receded, leaving her wallowing in a sea of warmth and lethargy!

Eventually, her eyes opened and she saw me smiling down at her.

"Oh Paolo, that was almost unbelievable!" she whispered, her deep brown eyes fixed tenderly on mine, "I'm totally.....totally...... worn out! I feel ....I feel ..... God, but I love you!"

Her words were so unexpected that I had to replay them in my mind as I leaned over her and kissed her forehead. There may have been a tear or two in my eye as I snuggled up to her, pulling her into me.

"Me too Maria.....me too .....I love you too!"

I think that it was wasted though, because her eyes had closed and she'd slipped into a deep sleep. I sighed as I listened to her breathing slow, feeling her warm in my arms. Feeling absolutely fulfilled as I followed her and let warm darkness slide over me.

52. More Revelations and Some Confessions 

We slept for quite some time in our mutual exhaustion.

I suspect that we'd both been fairly stressed before our mutual coming together, and the sleep was good for us.

When I woke the breeze wafting round my bedroom was still hot with the afternoon heat. I let my head flop back though because the feel of Maria's fingers trailing lightly around my neck and face was heavenly!

"Hello lover," she whispered gently into my ear, "Ready for round two?"

I felt her hand slide across my belly and her fingers wrap themselves around my stiff member. Evidently I was!

This time I undressed her properly, easing off her shirt, and unfastening the black bra so that her beautiful breasts stared unencumbered at me. I let her unfasten her skirt, but insisted on drawing it slowly down and over her legs. She laughed when I refused to let her take off her suspenders or stockings. Some things have to be a male prerogative!

There was only my shirt to remove, so she had an easy job, but she still made it last as she let her hands explore every muscle in my chest and back, her face buried in my shoulder as she nibbled and kissed her way around my neck and ears.

Then we spent the rest of the afternoon alternatively kissing and making love. It was one of the most satisfying times of my life, and I couldn't believe how often and quickly we were ready for each other. Maybe the 'family female secret society' really had done a good job on me!

Later though, much later, we were lying comfortably in each other's arms and I heard a noise in the corridor. I looked at my watch and realised that, unbelievably, it was nearly time for dinner. Aunt Luisa would be expecting me for our evening meal, and maybe something else to follow!              

"Oh dear, it's time for dinner..." I mumbled regretfully, "..... and I need to deal with my aunt........"

Maria lifted herself onto one elbow to look at me, her expression a little daunting "Are you serious!?......You're going to leave me so that you can make love to your aunt!"

"No, no ..... well, that's probably what she's expecting..... "I paused but went on quickly when I saw her look darken, ".... but I'll just tell her that we're, err, 'busy' tonight."

"I should think so too!" she snapped and then broke out into a wide grin, "But you won't need to. It's all organised. I told my mother that if I didn't come back this afternoon that we'd be eating in your bedroom. And she'll have told your aunt that you're already taken tonight!""

"What!"

"Oh, it's ok, they know that we were planning to ..... well, you know!"

"What!!"

Was there anything that the women in my life didn't take control of?!

But then I was distracted by a tapping on the bedroom door. I realised that we were lying naked together on the bed and had a sudden image of Maria's mum bursting in on us with a tray of food. I made a desperate lunge for the sheet to drag it over us.

Maria laughed, and slid out of the bed before I could cover her, perky breasts joggling disturbingly. Well, for me anyway!

"Don't be silly Paolo, she's not actually going to come in is she?!"

She picked up my shirt though and wrapped it round her as she strode to the door. The sight was stunning as I watched her shapely behind swaying as she walked and with her black stockings and suspenders displayed beneath my loose shirt!

She opened the door a little tentatively however. 'Ah! So you're not as confident as you made out!' I thought as I slipped off the bed myself and dragged on my boxer shorts.

By the time I'd done that she'd stepped out for a moment and then re-appeared, pushing a little trolley, laden with large metal tureens. It looked intriguing and Caterina's food always smelled delicious. And after all our exercise this afternoon I was instantly, ravenously hungry!

Judging by the speed with which Maria pulled the trolley up to the bed and began to lift the lids, she must have been pretty hungry too!

"Mmmmm ........ Chicken Carbonara .... my favourite!" she said as we sat on the edge of the bed and tucked happily in! My only disappointment was that she'd fastened a couple of buttons on my shirt which hid away her lovely breasts!

During our delicious meal we chatted happily together, exchanging news and gossip, and totally avoiding the subject of my antics with my cousins. Not that it worried me. After the pain of our meeting earlier today I wasn't in a hurry to raise that particular subject! And after our afternoon's blissful love-making, Maria seemed happy just to cuddle up to me as we polished off Catarina's mini-feast.

As we covered up the left-overs and pushed the trolley away from the bed, I noticed that there was a cloth covering up something on the bottom shelf. I pulled it off and found two parcels. One was book sized with my name written neatly in the middle. The other was a smaller packet with Marias name on.

"Oh look, presents!" said a delighted Maria, "whatever can they be? Quick, open yours!"

For a moment I thought that she was going to rip the paper off for me, but in the end she settled down next to me and watched impatiently as I slipped the paper off what I quickly realised was a familiar volume. Maria's eyes had widened as she saw the title and she snatched it off me.

"'The Joys of Sex' Paulo, what's this all about, oh and here's a note..." She'd pulled out a neatly written sheet of paper slipped inside the cover, read it quickly, her eyebrows raised as she turned to me and read it aloud.

 'So Paolo, you are with Maria after all! I'm so pleased for you both. I don't expect that I'll be seeing you tonight, but seeing as we've made such good progress this week going through the book, I thought that I should set you some homework! Try page forty five - I'm sure that Maria would enjoy it as well! Love Luisa xx'  

My eyes lifted to the ceiling in exasperation, and a little concern, given the way that Maria was looking at me. So I attempted to explain, as calmly as I could, how my Aunt had been guiding me through the book each night since I arrived. Her eyebrows really rose as she took that in.

"Every night?!"

I nodded, looking unhappy, but remembering the nights of passion with my Aunt with a secret excitement. I was definitely going to miss those!

Maria's head was shaking in apparent disbelief, but at the same time she'd opened the book and was flicking through to page forty five!

"Oooh ........ Reverse Cowgirl!" she gasped and her eyes lit up as she took in the diagrams and pictures, "Well, that should be fun ... and I'll be able to give you marks out of ten for your mistress!" she added pointedly.

It was my turn to look shocked!

She laughed at my discomfort and picked up her own parcel. She opened one end and looked inside, her eyes widening in surprise. She didn't let me see what was there though, but pulled out a little note.

"Hello, it's from Izzy," she said, reading slowly, ".....well that explains a lot!"

I was waiting patiently for her to continue, and to show me what was in the package, but she just dropped it onto the bed, out of my reach, and then jumped up as if struck by a sudden idea.

"Oh! " she laughed, as she bent down to retrieve the little white pinafore that she'd had round her waist, "I nearly forgot your prize!"




A Family Affair Ch. 07



I was mystified and watched in surprise as she pulled out something black from the front pocket, then my eyes widened in amazement as she lifted up the material and let it unravel. It was a very delicate pair of blank panties! The lacy edges and white stitched borders clearly matched the bra that we'd thrown to one side earlier in our passion, and Maria was grinning widely as she saw the look of recognition flash into my eyes.

"I gather that it's a custom now for your conquests to present you with a pair of these!" she said mischievously, "...........now, ....where are the others?"

My mouth had opened to respond to her first statement, but the mention of the 'others' left me speechless. How the hell could she possibly know about the little presents I'd been given on that day in the nearby town? It had been a bit of joke between my cousins and I as they presented me with their knickers each time I took one of them in public. And of course it hadn't stopped there! I was horrified to think that her mother, Caterina, might have come across them when cleaning! Mind you, I thought anxiously, she had said that she'd been speaking to Izzy!!

"Ah, over here I think," she said matter-of-factly as she went over to the chest of drawers where I kept my things, ".......second drawer down wasn't?" I didn't need to respond, she'd already opened the drawer, and pulled out the neat little pile of panties that I'd been hiding under some sweatshirts!

She paused as she turned, bundle in hand, noting my look of horror, "Now Paolo, don't ever think that you can keep things secret from me in future!" she lectured.

Then she bounced back to the bed and laid the gaily coloured little pile on the sheet between us. I was still too shocked to reply!

She started a little game where she would pick one up and guess the owner. She got Izzy right first time when she picked up the dainty cream ones on the top, but then got Frieda and Ilse mixed up as she picked up the Frieda's racy red ones followed by Ilse's diaphanous black ones. The next in the pile was a delicate pair of very skimpy lime green panties, and as Maria held them up there was genuine look of puzzlement in her eyes.

"Whose are these?"

I considered every possible way of avoiding answering the question, but after the way that she'd already demonstrated her knowledge of my so-called 'secret' life I thought that I'd better own up.

"Aunt Luisa's" I almost croaked.

"Really," her eyebrows had risen sharply, " .........your aunt wears these? Wow!"

She shook her head in amazement, but dropped them onto the 'discard' pile and then did what I'd been dreading since this 'game' started and picked up a very plain pair of white ladies panties. Her expression had changed to one of resigned interrogation as she swung them from her raised hand. She was obviously waiting for me to respond.

"I, errrr ......... well, .........they're ........" I was really struggling because I knew that this was going to be the difficult one, but her expression just intensified, ".................Rosa's......." my voice tailed of miserably.

She still didn't speak, and it just intensified the torture. I was forced to tell her about our day out in the nearby town, how we'd used the little cafe as a base while my cousins and I made love in various public places and how I'd become attracted to the proprietor. And how we'd eventually made love ourselves. I was quick to blame my state of arousal after being more or less raped by my cousins!

I don't think that she fell for it though, and asked more questions about the cafe and where it was. Then her sharp eyes widened as she suddenly identified it.

"Of course, now I know it! So that's Rosa?! But she must be......... and I know her daughter! She was at my school!!"

"Rosa's not that old, and she's quite lonely," I added defensively.

Maria was shaking her head in disbelief while she processed this little bomb-shell. I was quite impressed that she hadn't thrown something at me, but fortunately for me, there was nothing hard within reach! 

"Well Paolo," she said eventually, "Maybe Izzy's right, we WILL have to keep a careful eye on you!" I wasn't quite so sure about Maria's sudden alliance with Izzy, but I was pleased that she was taking it so well!

But now she looked me directly between the eyes with a hard stare. "No more Rosa's!" she stated firmly, "............not now we're together at any rate!" 

I put up my hands in that universal symbol of submission, "I know, I know.......we've already decided that," and I was so relieved that I hadn't had to explain that I'd gone back the next day so that we could make love more leisurely that I said something that immediately I knew I'd regret, ".... it was just a mistake Maria. I'll do anything to make it up to you...." 

The sudden flash of expectation in her eyes should have warned me.

"Anything?"

"Well.........."

She pickup up the little package that Izzy had sent her and emptied the contents onto the bed.

"Oh God!" I exclaimed as I saw the soft leather wrist and ankle bands that had been used to spread-eagle Frieda on Izzy's bed earlier!!

53. Penance ..........Western Style! 

She watched me looking horrified at the light brown bands and metal rings.

"You know what they are then? Izzy said that you would in her note. She said that you like to see them in action!" Maria added with a wide, mischievous grin spreading over her beautiful features.

Bloody Izzy!!

"Look, absolutely no way. You can't expect me to.............."

But looking back into her sparkling eyes, I could see that she did!

"But, but ..........NO. Absolutely not!"

"What did you just say? 'Anything' I think it was??"

"I know..... but ........." I spluttered, then dried up completely as her hand lifted up to her chest and she deliberately unbuttoned the shirt again, letting the material pull apart and display her breasts again. It was no contest as my eyes were instantly fixed on the dark little buttons adorning each peak.

In the end we concluded a deal. Basically it was that she'd let me have sex with her again provided I let her tie my wrists to the bed-head. I managed to successfully negotiate the freedom of my ankles!

Things then moved fast, and it seemed like just a matter of minutes before my wrists were fastened together, stretched above my head and lashed with the chord of my robe to the bed-head.

Maybe it was the sight of Maria's semi-naked body as she tied me up, or the sudden feeling of being totally vulnerable in her hands that did it, but as Maria's delicate hands dropped down over my squirming stomach, there was no disguising the massive erection that my boxers were totally failing to disguise. She smiled hungrily as she caressed it briefly, and oh so teasingly, through my pants as if to reassure herself that I wouldn't be letting her down, and then she climbed over me to straddle my chest.

My arms were straining above me and I could feel a thin film of sweat spring up on my forehead as I looked up at her, looming over me like some fantasy goddess, and realising how Frieda must have felt earlier. I consoled myself that at least I didn't have that devilish 'butterfly' or gross dildo's to worry about! Then I twisted my head in a moment's alarm to see if Izzy had included anything else in the brown paper package! Thankfully it looked empty.

I dragged my eyes back to her, back to her breasts! It was so annoying, because all that I wanted to do at that moment was to lift up my hands so that I could cup and fondle them. She seemed to read my expression.

"Like this?" she whispered teasingly as she lifted her own hands to them, lifting her taut flesh, massaging them a little before letting her fingers play with her nipples for a while. A dreamy expression passed across her face. Then she stopped, leant forward over me, her long auburn hair flopped down onto my face and she had to flick it to one side so that she could get her lips onto mine. The resulting kiss took my mind off everything except the exciting feel of her tongue playing with mine. It didn't last long though and I gasped in disappointment as she pulled away slightly, but it was only so that she could cover my face and neck with little butterfly kisses. I groaned as she eventually lifted away, but not before letting her breasts rub tantalisingly over my face, just too quickly for my straining mouth to catch a nipple though!

We were both breathing hard whilst we looked back at each other and I could see that her deep brown eyes were literally full of desire. Tied up or not, I was looking forward to what she would do next!

What she did was to lift herself up, her legs still spread wide around me, and her pussy prominent above me.

"Do you like?" she asked huskily.

My God, what sort of question was that?! I adored it!!

Then I realised that she was referring to the way that she'd trimmed her pussy hair, and shaved smooth the puffy lips below. My eyes were positively devouring the sight of the dark slit and her glistening inner pink folds, now openly exposed.

"It looks fantastic, absolutely beautiful Maria," I responded throatily, ".....I want to taste you!" 

"I thought you'd never ask!" she responded equally throatily and she shuffled forward, lowering her mound down to my eagerly awaiting lips!

She tasted great! 

My lips were instantly fastened over her labia as I sucked at her, my tongue sliding deliciously over her sensitive skin. This time it was Maria that groaned as I stoked the fire that had been building down there. I let my tongue roam at will, sliding between her engorged lips, teasing at inner folds and the tight, pink entrance to her vagina, rising like a snake and exploring higher! She cried out as I flicked at her clit and began to work at the throbbing skin around it. I felt her thighs shudder as the waves of pleasure began to build inside her, as I felt my own stiff member straining harder and harder to escape the confines of my pants!

She stood that exquisite torture for long minutes until, after my tongue had given her clit a particularly enthusiastic going over she cried out again and finally pulled away, slumping back on my chest again.

"God, but you're good," she panted, ".....is this what your aunt has been teaching you?!"

"Among other things!" I responded, distinctly pleased with myself!

She didn't reply though, just shuffled herself back down over me until her crotch was rubbing over the trapped cock that was straining to get out of my pants. When she'd started moving my attention had been on her bare breasts as the jiggled about in front of, especially her erect nipples, but as she began to rub herself on my hardness, my focus naturally switched. My buttocks tensed between her knees as the combination of discomfort and pure, electric pleasure shot through me.

"Jesus Maria.............aaaaaaaahh. Please get him out of there!"

Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the feel of me rubbing against her wide-open slit, but she got the message and finally slid herself down onto my thighs, leaving a giant pyramid pushing up from my pants.

I so desperately wanted her to do something about it. And she did!

Quite tenderly she lifted the front of my pants, reached inside, and I went rigid as I felt her fingers closing on my hardness, but she was just easing me out of my pants before dragging the boxers underneath her, making her lift her bum and leaving them wrapped around my calves. 

Then her attention was back on the stiff rod that had sprung vertically up now that it had been released as she examined it closely.

"Wow ..... my oh my ....." she said in something like wonder, "........was it really this big before?"

I think that it probably was, but now that we were both staring at it hard, it seemed to stiffen even more, making me feel both proud and extremely impatient to have it stuffed inside somewhere. If I hadn't been tethered to the bed I think that I'd have quickly rolled her onto her back and plunged it right into her there and then! But I think that Maria had probably got the message because she instinctively dropped the fingers of one hand to cup her pussy as she imagined what it would feel like pushing aside her defences and penetrating her! I was more interested in her other hand at that moment though which had reached out to caress the stiff flagpole, sending shock wakes up and down my cock and right up my spine as her fingers began to work their magic on me!

When she'd finished, I swear that it had grown another inch! I could feel it throbbing, pulsating even, veins standing out as they pumped blood to every nerve and sinew!

Her eyes were glued to it, wide as saucers as she lifted herself up on her knees and shuffled herself over it, the tip almost rubbing up against her dripping sex! "Oh God, I've got to have that in me!" she gasped as she positioned herself and then let her hand guide it to her tingling pink opening.

My eyes were probably like saucers as well as I watched her slowly ease down on it. I think I stopped breathing waiting for that magical moment when I'd feel her vagina opening and then closing around me. It didn't take long, because Maria was desperate for it as well, desperate to feel my cock open her up and slide remorselessly inside her. She eased down further and it did, making both of us groan in delight as we felt the contact and then the electric sensation of my stiff and sensitive monster sliding down her vagina walls!

I'd watched the erotic sight of my member disappearing into her at first, but then closed my eyes as she sank lower and lower, revelling in the magic feel of gradually filling her more and more! When she finally rested her mound on me and she'd forced me to penetrate her completely, we were both dragging in deep breaths as we enjoyed the fire that we'd kindled and fanned into a blaze between our legs.

Then she stunned me!

"Oh Jesus......." she gasped in evident dismay, ".....wrong way round!"

"Ohhhh" I responded in disappointment as I felt her lifting off me again. What the hell could be the matter? It had felt sensational inside her and I just wanted to fuck!

It was then that I realised that she hadn't needed to tie my legs together after all! My pants had drifted down to my ankles as I'd squirmed under her and now they were locked together tangled up in the material, so as she pulled up off me and 'dismounted' I couldn't stop her.

But I could protest.

"For God's sake Maria ....what are you doing? ....this is killing me!!"

She was just in the process of climbing back over my belly, but with her back to me, when she twisted to reply, her face looking flushed, her deep brown eyes full of lust.

"It's supposed to be 'REVERSE' Cowgirl, Paolo," she gasped throatily, " ......I'm surprised you didn't remind me given that it's YOUR homework!"

I wasn't surprised. My sole thought when she got on me, when she'd straddled me, was to get my throbbing cock inside her. Which way round she was the least of my concerns!

But then I realised that, with her back to me, my shirt was now obstructing my view of her glorious body.

"Maria, quick, lose the shirt ......I can't see!"

She was busy shuffling up to my erect member again though, and I flinched as I felt a hand wrap itself around it. 

"Oh God Paolo," she gasped in annoyance at my distracting her, "...you're like a little child!" But she shuffled her shoulders and dragged it off anyway, and then that I could feast my eyes on her shapely back. Kneeling astride me, the way that her hips flared outward from her narrow waist was mind-bogglingly erotic, particularly with the black band of her lacy suspender belt still wrapped tight around her and two matching suspenders stretched tightly over her buttocks and down her thighs.

I craned my head desperately to see what was going in between those two magnificent cheeks, searching for her peachy slit, but she'd dropped lower and I couldn't see anything. I gave a sigh of frustration and dropped my head back onto the sheets again, just concentrating on the magical feel of what she was doing to me and letting my imagination run riot! Maybe being tied up and completely at her mercy wasn't so bad after all. I certainly felt an electric thrill of anticipation running right through me each time she moved! 

I felt her shuffle down a bit further and then, teasingly, I could feel her guiding my stiffness back up to her hot, wet slit and she leaned forward slightly, one hand on my knee for support as she eased herself back onto me. We both gasped in satisfaction as her hot cavern enveloped me again!

This time she didn't pause, and began to slowly pump herself on my straight away, sending stars bursting in my fevered mind.

"Oh yes Maria......do it ....just like that...fuck me ..... fuck me hard!" 

They were alien words that had just sprung into my mind, almost like a dream. It wouldn't have been like me to actually say them out loud though.

"Don't be so impatient Paolo, I need to find the right angle first .... then I'll fuck you REALLY hard!"

Ooops! 

So that was why she was still shuffling about as she slowly slid up and down on me. Then I heard her gasp and saw her back stiffen.

"Oh Jesus, that's it ......wow....that really hit the spot!!" she exclaimed excitedly as she evidently did find the right angle. She pumped me a couple of more times, experimentally, and sighed as she felt her G-spot light up each time, swamping her with more intense pleasure.

Then she dropped down on me again and stopped, leaving my throbbing monster unsatisfied!

I could have cried! I wriggled my hips hard under her, "Maria....Maria ... Jesus ...dont st.....ohhhhhhh"

That was when I felt her fingers start to caress the taut skin between my legs, letting her fingernails scrape up and down for a few seconds and almost blowing my mind, making my erection swell even harder inside her. She sighed with pleasure at the effect but realised that I wouldn't be able to handle that for long, so she lifted them higher and lightly caressed my balls and the bottom of my cock for a while, tracing her finger around where it disappeared inside her, sliding smoothly over her wetness!

My eyes were shut as I wallowed in the delicious feel of them circling around the base of my stiff member, and then they disappeared again! I gasped in frustration as I lost them, but almost immediately heard her groan and stiffen again around me. I opened my eyes and saw her arm moving rhythmically. My mouth opened in silent surprise as I realised that she was frigging herself!

Those teasing fingers had moved up again and were busy giving her clit the once over! But that was good for me, as well as for her given the little cries that she was now making. In response to the effect of her devilish fingers on that sensitive little button, her hips had started to move again and I felt her start to slide over me again. Yes! That's what I needed!

Within seconds she seemed to shudder as she felt those involuntary movements start to hit her as well, and quickly she was moving enthusiastically on me. Having found the right position before, every thrust of me into her was now hitting her sweet spot. I couldn't tell if her fingers were still on her clit, but whatever she was doing was quickly bringing her to a peak, and suddenly her hips were bucking uncontrollably as she did what she'd promised. She fucked me, and herself, hard. Very hard!

She was pounding up and down on me with such force that I was bouncing on the mattress underneath us, and there was no way I could last long like that. I had no control over it. She was totally in charge!

"Marie...Oh God ... I'm ...."

But it didn't matter, because after one last big thrust down onto my tingling rod, she cried out loudly, her legs gripping me hard as her head went back, her bare back and spine tense as she froze in front of me like a Greek goddess, and a gigantic orgasm took hold of her.




A Family Affair Ch. 08



The girls lay on the soft floor of the playroom trying to recoup their energy when Walt announced it is payoff time. Walt had set the video up on the tri-pod so that the action would continue to be taped. Jenny and Kelly had no idea what Walt was talking about so when he said that he would take Kelly first, they looked confused. Loraine then explained the deal that they made and Walt would be allowed to fuck each of them in the ass. As Walt removed his clothes his impressive organ popped out and Jenny and Kelly remarked how that his cock was bigger than the dildos.

To their surprise, Karen and Helen both said how great his cock felt in their ass. Loraine told Kelly to assume the position and told Jenny to lube up Kelly's asshole. Walt then positioned himself behind the tense Kelly and eased his big cock into her bunghole. Walt was gentle and fed her a little at a time until he was balls deep in her ass. He knew he would not last long, which is why he wanted Kelly's ass first. He blasted a torrent of cum into her asshole and it backed up and ran out of her asshole while Walt was still in her. He pulled out and remained hard and he continued to stroke himself getting ready for the next ass. To everyone's surprise Karen began to lick the cum out of Kelly's ass. 

"I just love the taste of his jism," she exclaimed.

Loraine your next Walt commanded and she took up her position on all fours. Jenny also lubed her up very well and Walt slid his cock in easily. On the second stroke he was buried in Loraine's ass and fucked her with authority. Again it didn't take long for him to cum and he filled Loraine's ass with almost as much cum as Kelly's ass. He pulled out of Loraine's ass with an audible pop and Loraine ordered Helen to clean out her asshole. Helen immediately scrambled behind Loraine and sucked the jism out of her ass.

Jenny was already in position on all fours and Walt was lubricating her asshole. He was taking his time because he loved her ass, it was clearly the shapeliest ass in the room and he wanted this ass fuck to last awhile, which is why he chose Jenny last. Jenny cooed as Walt fingered her asshole and then she began to rotate her ass slightly. He was getting to her. He moved up between her legs and placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. He played with it some more moving the head of his cock on the outside, tickling her asshole. Then he began his entrance, in a little and out a little. It seemed to take almost an hour before he was totally in Jenny's ass. He fucked slow and methodically and when he came he kept on fucking her ass and was able to remain hard. He loved looking at his cock sliding between the two magnificent tan globes of her ass cheeks. He caressed her ass cheeks as he fucked her. He wanted to stay hard the rest of his life and keep his cock in Jenny's ass forever.

He felt the orgasm build and launch itself into Jenny's incredible ass. He remained still behind her as his cock softened and slipped out from her asshole making a popping sound when it left her ass. Cum splashed out of her ass as if a stopper had been removed. Karen was on her in an instant and had her mouth glued to Jenny's ass sucking the cum from her asshole. Helen was also there to take Walt's cock in her mouth and suck it clean of his juices and the three-asshole juices. Karen and Helen finished cleaning off Jenny and Walt and then locked in an embrace French kissing each other and swapping the juices back and forth between them. 

EPILOGUE

The following weekend Walt was at Helen's house sitting around talking with Fred who was home from college, Karen and Helen. He suggested watching the video tapes and to get everyone in a horny mood. They sat around watching the collection of tapes and then started to play with one another. 

Walt had been right, Fred could get his rocks off with Karen or Helen as long as he had a cock in his mouth or ass. 

They started out in a daisy chain position with Fred sucking Walt's cock as Walt ate Karen's pussy, who ate Helen's pussy while Helen sucked Fred's cock. They all managed to cum and Fred loved cumming in his mother's mouth. Helen and Karen broke out the double headed dildo and placed it in their pussies. Fred stuck his dick in Helen's ass as Walt shoved his cock in Fred's asshole. Again Fred was successful achieving an orgasm and flooded his mother's ass with cum as he felt Walt release his normal barrage of cum into his own asshole. 

Fred was astonished when his little sister sucked cum out of his ass and took Walt's cock in her mouth to clean him as well. After a brief rest it was time for Fred to fuck his sister in the ass, so Helen and Karen again placed to dildo in their pussies and Fred shoved his dick into Karen's bung hole. Walt fucked Fred in the ass for awhile and then pulled out and moved behind Helen. 

"Let's see if you can handle it alone," he told Fred. 

Helen and Karen lay on the floor facing each other with the double dildo deep in their pussy. Fred continued to fuck Karen's ass as Walt fucked Helen's ass. Walt told Helen to reach around Fred and Karen and play with Fred's asshole. Helen grabbed a hold of Fred's bubble butt and managed to reach his asshole, she then placed first one then two then three fingers in Fred's ass.

The four of them fucked in this position for a long time and worked hard to all cum at the same time. They shook with intense orgasms as the boys filled the girl's asses with jizm and they girls covered the dildos with cunt juice. The room was saturated with the smell of sex and the four of them seemed to have a sex hangover. 

"I did it, I did it, I fucked girls and came in their ass, and I came in their mouth. It was great," exclaimed Fred.

The rest of the weekend the four of them watched more of the videos and fucked and sucked their brains out. Fred was able to go solo with his sister and his mother and he loved every minute of it. Karen and Helen loved it because they could be truly double fucked with real a cock cumming in both their asshole and pussy. They could also be triple penetrated with one of them wearing a strap-on dildo and fucking the others cunt while she also had cocks in her mouth and asshole. The Lloyds were now one happy family. 



A Family Affair Ch. 08



The house was dark except for a small light in the living room. Kent was sitting at the kitchen table holding the towel he wrapped around his arm. It would need stitches he knew that but couldn't will him self to walk out to his truck. At any moment he expected to hear sirens pulling into the long driveway.

It had been three hours since Cathryn fled the house away from him clutching the bloody knife. Since they hadn't shown up yet Kent only assumed that she hadn't called them. Hadn't told them that he had used his hands on her. He had broken a promise there. He swore to her he would never do that.

She had broken her promise too. She took a vow that she would be faithful. But she hadn't been. All this time, all these months, she had been with Sam. Images of Sam and Cathryn rolling in the queen size bed upstairs haunted his mind. The two people he loved and trusted the most as betrayed him in his own house.

The sound of rubber over gravel cut through the silence to Kent's ears. There weren't any sirens or the flash of blue lights so it couldn't be the police to finally come for him. So it could be only one other person at this time of night. By now Sam would know everything that happened in the house earlier that night. Kent stayed at the table waiting for Sam to find him. 

Rock shot out from under the tires of the truck as Sam slammed on the brakes. The temper that has been building since he saw Cathryn was simmering right below the surface of his skin. Feeding on the rage he cut through the garage and saw that Kent's truck was there so the son of a bitch had to be somewhere.

"Kent!" The door vibrated off the wall when Sam shoved it open. 

Before moving down the hall he flipped the light on so Kent wouldn't be able to catch him by surprise. Drying blood pooled outside the kitchen doorway on the beige tiles. The trail seemed to lead into the kitchen.

Sam called out again and moved cautiously towards the kitchen. He stepped over the puddle and into the kitchen where Kent sat at the table.

"Hello Sam. I figured you would be around eventually." Kent's voice was flat almost dead. "Come to defend Cathryn I take it."

"You went to far Kent. No matter what she did, she didn't deserve that. If you wanted to thump on somebody it should have been me." Sam still stood back towards the doorway. From his vantage point he couldn't see Kent's other hand. The man own several guns and there were plenty of knives to be found in that very room.

"Yeah, I should have knocked the hell out of you. I just might yet."

With his left hand Sam reached out and turned on the kitchen light. From his line of view Kent appeared to be unarmed. "Earlier tonight I would have let you but not anymore."

"Big talk for such a small man." Kent sneered at him. "It takes a big man to diddle with his cousin's wife, a cousin who's always been good to you. Besides I just don't think you're big enough to stop me if I wanted to beat the shit out of you." 

Sam sneered right back at Kent. His eyes were lowed in a deadly glare. "Oh and you are such a big man yourself. It takes one hell of a man to hit a woman. Weren't you the one that taught me it was wrong to hit a woman? That the fact Dad used to hit Mom was dead wrong. And that if you ever saw him do it you would show him a thing or to."

Kent glared at his cousin. He didn't need to take this shit from the man he thought of as a little brother. Hitting Cathryn was wrong, he knew that. It plagued his conscience. Instead of confronting that feeling he turned on Sam. "Yeah well I think I taught you something about fucking another man's wife."

"Yeah well it didn't happen that way. I love her. This isn't just sex or a slap at you. You had nothing to do with it. We didn't want to hurt you."

"Well you did." Kent rose from the table and lunged towards Sam. 

Kent might have had over a hundred pounds on him, but Sam was quicker. A sharp crack echoed though the house when he side-stepped Kent's charge and Kent rapped his head against the counter. Before Kent could get up Sam moved in with quick and accurate fists.

Shielding himself with his good arm Kent fought to regain his feet. But Sam was raining blows over his face and arm to fast from him to think. A hard shove sent Sam flying across the kitchen. Both men stood at the same time and prepared to face off again.

"I trusted you. You sat there for months listening to me talk about my marriage problems. You sat on that hay wagon days ago and said you were sure Cathryn wasn't cheating." Kent's fist managed to connect in Sam's stomach. 

Sam let out a whoosh of air but kept moving. If the bigger man got him down who knows when he would have gotten up. "I didn't want it to happen that way. Hell I've been in love with her since before you ever got married. She loves me too." 

Sam circled and landed a right jab on Kent's already injured mouth. "So what went though you mind when you decided to beat her?" Other punch broke Kent's already bruised nose with a sickening crack. "I know you chased her, tackled her to the floor. She fought to get away." A hard left had Kent spitting out move of his broken teeth. "If you managed to catch her, what were you going to do? Kill her?"

"No! You son of a bitch. I just wanted to talk to her, she kept trying to leave." Kent dove again for Sam hoping to catch him around his middle and bring him to the floor. 

Sam slid out of the way again and watched as Kent went head first into the breakfast bar in the middle of the kitchen. "Of course she was trying to leave. She was leaving you."

Lying of the floor Kent just stared at the ceiling. "I just lost it when she said you all had been having an affair in this house, in my bed."

"That's no excuse." Sam dropped his fist and stared down at his beaten cousin. "Go on, go to the emergency room, and get your arm stitched up. Just give her the divorce. I know she'll want the house. I hope you can be reasonable about it. After that just stay away from her."

"I'll give her the divorce, after tonight she won't come back to me no matter what I do."

"No she won't. She wouldn't anyway. We're going to get married as soon as the divorce it final."

"Why my wife? Couldn't you have found somebody else?"

Not wanting to turn his back on Kent, Sam eased down in a chair and stared at him a moment. "I looked for somebody else. I was in love with her. It was always her for me. It just reinforced it after we made love."

"What made you sleep with her? Did she seduce you or you her?" Kent wasn't sure he wanted the answer but the question was already out.

"Neither. It just sort of happened one day when I was leaving from having lunch. We didn't think about it being wrong until long after. By then it didn't really matter. I told her I loved her that day. And she said it right back. No hesitations." 


"Then why not just tell me right away, why make me go through all that months of agony." The floor was cool and was feeling extreme good against his skin.

"I don't know. We weren't ready, I wasn't ready. She was months ago. I wanted to wait. I've been saving for a down payment on your half of this house."

"My house. It's really her house isn't it?" Defeat was clear in Kent's voice. "It wasn't ever really mine."

Sam focused on Kent's arm and saw a fresh flow of blood. "You're bleeding again."

Kent looked down at his arm. The dish towel wasn't on the wound anymore to stop the blood which was flowing down his wrist. "I need to go to the hospital. Will you take me?"

"No, I can't, you'll have to drive yourself." Sam stood up and walked over to where Kent was sprawled on the floor. The toe of his boot came to rest on top of Kent crotch. Baring down ever so slightly Sam leaned over and looked Kent in the eye. "I mean it when I tell you to stay away from Cathryn. I'm not having you hurt her again."

Kent watched Sam turn and walk away. Life was crumbling around him and he didn't have any glue to put it back together. Slowly he pulled himself upright and used the counter to brace himself. He could call his parents or his sister to take him to the hospital but they would ask questions. Questions he wasn't prepared to answer.

Humiliation settled over Kent's head and he embraced it as he walked to the garage. It was a safer emotion, one that wouldn't cause him to hurt people. It took a few tries before he crawled in to his Dodge but he managed. With his head against the steering wheel he imaged the look of people's faces when they found out. Many would be shocked he anticipated, but one person would relish this juicy tidbit.

Maybelle Brown would eat this up with a whole place setting, forget the spoon. Within minutes the story would be spread over the county and in the neighboring counties. It would probably make it over the Ohio River to the next state. The woman's phone had an extensive reach.

He had to drive slowly to get to the hospital. Bracken County didn't have one of its own so he was forced to either drive to Northern Kentucky or the next county over, Mason County. He chose Meadowview in Maysville because he really wasn't sure he could make it that far.

*****

Maybelle was still awake at one-thirty in the morning. Which was very unusual for her. Normal bed time was at the most ten o'clock and only if there was something exciting going on. But at fifteen minutes until ten something exciting happened at the neighbors'. 

The little silver car rocketed out of the driveway flinging gravel and headed towards Brooksville. A solitary light had been on for approximately forty-five minutes before that and remained to be the only light on. She knew that Kent was home. She saw him pull in at nine.

Even though it would mean going to bed late Maybelle decided it would be in her best interest to stay up and watch out for the neighbors. It was a long, boring almost four hours stake out but if finally paid off when she saw Sam's truck speed up the lane similar to the way Cathryn's car had sped out.

He stayed there almost an hour before he left and Kent left shortly after Sam did. It was a rough night. Not daring to leave her perch for a moment in case she was to miss something, Maybelle was starving. Because she never left she also knew that Cathryn had yet to come home.

Perhaps she left him. Maybelle ached to pick up the phone and tell someone. Everyone was asleep, not everyone would appreciate being woke up for juicy information. It was a shame.