10 comments/ 118456 views/ 47 favorites A Family By: jjcole43 My family went on a camping trip, whether we wanted to or not. Dad rules. There were six of us, Mom, Dad, My three sisters and me. I was twenty, my older sisters were twenty three and twenty one. The youngest was eighteen. We had rented a four room cabin and I slept in the living room. Both of my older sisters had married and divorced. Neither had kids, thankfully. We had been there before and we liked the place but my younger sister and I felt like we had outgrown that. Dad tried everything including bribe us to get us to come. Mom convinced us by saying she would be topless most of the time and my sisters could be too. I did not say anything. As soon as we put everything away Mom took off everything but her bikini panties. We saw Dad squeeze a tit as he walked past her. My sisters came out wearing only their bikini bottoms and went outside to get some sun. I had to wait for all the rooms to clear before I could change. I saw Dad walk out wearing gym shorts, a t-shirt and hat. He had his fishing rod with him. The cabin came with a boat. Before I changed to gym shorts he was gone. Mom was in the kitchen as I walked in to get a coke. "Take one to your youngest sister she asked for one. Oh, first." She took my hand and placed it on a tit. "You have all privileges with mine including sucking them. So do your sisters. Ask them when you can play with theirs and what the rules are for you." I decided to see if Mom was pulling my leg and slurped a tit into my mouth. She pressed my head to her. "That one likes a little nibble," she said. I gave the nipple a little nip. Mom moaned and pulled me to her harder. I sat in a kitchen chair and sat her on my lap and began devouring her tits. My cock was already at attention. Mom felt it and wiggled over it and I nipped the other nipple. Mom sat up enough to straddle my thighs. When she sat she moved my shorts off my cock, moved her bikini to one side and sank her pussy over my dick. We began to fuck. I barely managed to last until she had her orgasm but I did and she was very proud of me for that. "You have full privileges with me now. I did not expect to give them to you for a couple of days but I'm glad that is out of the way. Take your sister her coke." "I need to change shorts and you do too." "No, just take them off, that's what I am going to do." We did and we joined my sisters outside with their drinks. All three were nude. My oldest sister each had my little sisters tits in their mouth. One was fingerfucking her. The one that wasn't, my oldest sister Rachel, got up and helped Mom with the drinks and snacks then embraced Mom and gave her a torrid kiss. Then gave an identical kiss as she grabbed my cock. She noticed it was coated with fluids and looked at Mom's pussy. Cum was oozing out of it. Rachel got on her knees and wrapped her arms around Moms ass and devoured her pussy. Mom had an orgasm which drew my other sister's attention to us and they sat up. I took their drinks to them but before taking them they slurped my cock in their mouths. We sat and as we had our drinks Mom explained to my little sister Molly that they had not invited me or her because she was not eighteen and they figured I would never keep my hands off her. She explained that Dad seldom has erections but has managed to fuck both his daughters. He really hoped he would get one for Molly. "Son, you have a lot of fucking to do this week, I suggest you hold back on as many cums as you can." "Understood. Molly, you can get on now if you wish." I laid back and all saw I had a decent erection. Molly scooted to me and slowly sunk me into her pussy. Mom pushed Rachel down then settled her pussy over her head and sank her pussy to Rachel's mouth. My other sister Megan dove on Rachel's pussy. Squishing and moans was all the sound anyone heard for a while until Molly had her first climax for me. I kissed her, waited for her to catch her breath then began feasting on her tits. She resumed the fuck and soon had her second and third cum. Megan heard it and pushed Molly off me and got on. Apparently Megan was very horny since she fucked me as hard I had ever been. Fortunately for me she did not last long and I heard one of her patented orgasmic squeal close up. Rachel pushed Mom off then pushed Megan off and Fucked me even harder than her sister and lasted for even less time. Mom pushed her of and sank me back into her. I rolled us over and fucked her with purpose. She had an orgasm but I did not pause. Finally my second orgasm of the day approached and I savaged Mom who was apparently hoping for that. Our orgasms were simultaneous and loud. I rolled off Mom and immediately someones mouth engulfed my cock and another devoured Mom's pussy. The fourth pussy was descending over my mouth. That session lasted about ten minutes and we all fell asleep on the grass. By then we were in the shade and needed each other's body for warmth. Rachel was spooning with Mom, Megan was spooning with Rachel, Molly was spooning with Megan, and I was spooning with Molly. Each of us except Mom had a tit in our hand. We heard Dad approach. Mom got up to meet him at the dock and so did Megan, she was Dads favorite. None of us begrudged her that. "He caught fish," Rachel said and began to walk over to him. I embraced Molly and kissed deeply and then joined them. Dad had caught enough fish for dinner and then some. I patted him on the back then began to help with the cleaning. Mom and Rachel went inside to begin dinner. Megan started the fire in the grill. Thirty minutes later we were happily consuming a great meal. Mom poured some white wine for Molly and me even though we were underage. She probably figured we had already shattered a bigger law than that and the was no one there but us anyway. I sat between Molly and Mom and both would periodically check on the condition of my cock. Megan and Rachel checked on the condition of Dad's cock. Our cabin had electricity and running water, and a water heater. It did not have a dishwasher, well except us. We formed a line and the dishes, the trash and the leftover were taken cared of in less than five minutes. As we adjourned to the living room Rachel took a DVD out of her bag and put in the machine, It was a lesbian movie. I later learned that if Dad was going to get an erection a lesbian movie would make it harder. He got an erection. Megan and Molly followed him to the bedroom. "Rachel, you can have him first tonight and you can keep him until you are done. I get the leftovers if are any." Rachel gave Mom a long deep kiss that lasted until each had small orgasms. Apparently a fingerfuck had accompanied their kiss. Mom went to get more wine as Rachel began to try to resurrect my cock with her mouth. "You are very good at that. I bet your ex enjoyed that part of you marriage." "You would lose that bet. He much preferred to suck cock himself if you remember. I thought I had the perfect husband, I could eat pussy and he could suck cock then we could fuck. He seldom got to the fuck part. It's a good thing I had Dad for emergencies. Mom taught me to suck cock by the way, I learned on Dad's cock. Yours is beginning to wake up." She needed to go pee and Mom took over for her. Mom was fabulous at sucking cock and by the time Rachel returned it was nearly serviceable. Both took turns loving my cock as I loved their tits with my hands. "You better get on before I go back on my word," Mom said to Rachel. Rachel gave her a monster kiss then straddled me. We were on the living floor. The movie was still playing. Mom sat on the couch and I maneuvered Rachel and me until my back was between Mom's legs. I scooted down a bit and now Rachel had easy access to Mom's pussy. When she leaned over me her tits were at mouth level and I decided to make then whimper. Soon the three of us where making every sexual noise there is. Mom had an orgasm first quickly followed by Rachel's. Rachel paused until she could breathe normally then again attacked Mom's pussy and my cock. They lasted longer that second time but there was barely a pause before Rachel resumed fucking me for another. Five minutes is all the next orgasms took. Rachel was exhausted. She got up and forced Mom to trade places with her and now Mom was the one fucking me and eating pussy. Each had just one more orgasm and had to stop. They kissed me, got up and left me on the floor. I went to the kitchen to get a drink and found Molly there. "I see Dad got his fondest wish." She had cum oozing out of her pussy. I picked her up and sat her on the table then slid my cock into her pussy. "Mom and Rachel are going to kill you if you don't do them first." "I already did, both are fucked out." "Who is fucked out?" the arriving Megan asked. "Mom and Rachel. I get him now." "Then you get me," Megan said and pushed Molly back on the table, got on it and lowered her pussy to Molly's mouth. Molly grabbed her ass and began to eat Megan so I began to fuck Molly. Apparently both were still hot from fucking Dad so neither lasted long. "I get his cum, you got Dad's," Megan said and they quickly changed places. Again neither lasted long and I allowed my cum to flow into Megan. We kissed then we kissed our cum covered sexes and they went back to Dad and I went to Mom and Rachel. All of us slept well. Breakfast was normal, considering. We talked about going swimming or hiking but we ended up spending the day in each other's arms. Dad did get another erection and Mom growled, "This is mine," as she gripped it and pulled him away by his cock. My sisters giggled then spent the rest of the day sucking my cock to erection, using it, letting me rest an hour then starting all over again. I did get almost two hours of peace during lunch and just over two hours for dinner. I had fucked each sister for many minutes and left their pussies with cum. I hoped to fuck Mom that night. After dinner and clean up Rachel had a movie about an orgy. Dad got another erection. "Rachel, your father want to make love to you tonight. He said it has been too long. You have him to yourself the whole night." Tears were forming on Rachel's eyes as she kissed Mom. Dad picked her up and carried her to his room. "Megan, Molly, you two entertain each other tonight. Your brother is going to give me all he has left until morning. Good night." We got water and as we went past the living room Molly was on the floor sitting in front of Megan as she masturbated. Megan was playing with Molly's tits. Both were entranced by the large orgy scene on the screen. Mom quietly giggled and led me to a room. We spent the week fucking and eating pussy until it was time to go back home. When Dad closed his car door he said, "Well, we are back to being a normal family again," and started the car. Mom nodded and we smiled. In fact we were not going to be normal again, Rachel and Megan were moving in together, they bought a condo. They had decided to hunt pussy together but understood there was an available pussy and a set of tits in bed with them each night. They settled for inviting other lesbian couples for dinner and offering themselves as dessert. Molly and I had standing invitations and we did take advantage of that. Molly was coming to my University, she would be living with me. I only had one bed. During school breaks we would go home and sleep together in her bed. Mom and Dad expected that but Molly fucked Dad every time he had an erection and I fucked Mom every day while we were there. When I graduated I stayed for graduate school. No one seemed surprised I would not leave Molly. It apparently never crossed Molly's mind I would. Ten years later we were still living together, as man and wife, with two daughters and a son. But other than the fact we were brother and sister we were a pretty normal family. Ten years later that was no longer true. A Family Accommodation Chapter 1 If you're a divorced woman over forty, I needn't tell you how scarce men are who show you any interest. The amount of sex you get is fully up to you and I don't mean hanging around bars, I mean using that drawer full of sex toys. So, I'd long ago settled into providing for my own sexual entertainment and, while I'd rather have something entering me that had blood flowing through it keeping it hard and swollen, rigid plastic and my own fingers are the reality. Here I am, forty-four, single, as I've said, with two sons, Mike, twenty-three, and Andy, twenty-one. They both live on their own in the same area and they often come over for a home-cooked meal. They know I like my red wine with meals and they always bring me bottles to share over a meal together. So, this one Saturday evening, Mike asked me, changing the subject, "So, Mom, any guys in your life? You really need some fun." I laughed and told him, "They're so many younger women around that I don't have a chance." "Yeah, but, look, you're pretty nice yourself, even kinda hot, if you ask me," Andy said. I gave him one of those 'oh, yeah?' looks but his older brother popped right in with, "You are, Mom, you look good." "Well, I'm just not really looking for some longterm thing, that's all." "Yeah, but we both think you're pretty hot stuff." "Well, I'm just perfectly happy with my two men right here," I said as I put my hands on each of their arms. "Don't tell me we're turning into one of those families, Mom," Andy said, laughing. "Well, I do have two very handsome and virile sons," I added. "And a very hot and sexy mom, we'd all be just perfect to be one of those kinds of families," Mike said as we all laughed. Then Andy said,"Truth is, neither of us is involved with anybody at the moment and neither are you, Mom; maybe it's not such a bad idea. Kind of solves some problems. Could be pretty convenient all around." "I think that's all the wine we should have, guys," I told them and pulled the bottle toward me. Andy reached over and took it back, lifting it up to pour our three glasses full, saying, "Maybe we actually need to have a little more?" and lifted his glass as he and his brother clinked theirs. "Look, I know we were kidding when we started but, well, it would give us all some relief from the loneliness and physical isolation we all feel. Why not, Mom?" Mike asked. "Oh, guys, look, each of you is a good-looking guy, you can do lots better than someone old like me. And, I'm your mother, that's rather hard to deny." "But, Mom," Andy pressed, "it's not like anybody's talking about settling down to start a family. The way I see it, it's a temporary thing until each of us finds someone. It's an accommodation, a family accommodation." "But there are so many more desirable women out there, come on." "Why don't you leave that up to us? Let us be the judge of how attractive you are. I can tell you this, Mom, the whole thing has, now geez, don't get pissed, but this whole discussion has given me a huge erection," Andy admitted. "Oh, come on, we could be talking about football scores with guys your age and that would happen," I shot back. "No, Mom, it's you. You are a sexy woman. Women today don't age like they did back in Grandma's time. You look good, really good. And, yes, you give your son an erection. Wanna see it?" "Okay, no more wine, you two," I said jokingly as I pulled their glasses away. "You've had the same effect on me, Mom. Why can't you understand you're a hot-looking woman?" Mike asked me. "Well, maybe to an older man," I tried to convince them and me. "I hate to eat and run but I've had a long week and I'm bushed," Mike said, as he got up. "Andy, help Mom clean up, okay?" and he leaned over as I offered my cheek. He turned my head and kissed me on the lips, not real hard, but firmly enough, then he made his leave. Andy was picking up our dishes and taking them in the kitchen and when I joined him to begin cleaning up, he suddenly turned to me and pulled me into his arms, kissing me, sending his tongue deeply into my mouth. It was so sudden, there was no resistance. I was shocked at how it made me feel, mothers are not supposed to feel that way in their son's arms. But I did pull away. "Andy, goodness, what's come over you?" "I'm sorry, Mom, it's just that I didn't realize how strongly I was attracted to you until now. Can I stay the night? Can we sleep together?" Stunned, totally stunned. "We won't do anything you don't want to do. I'd just like us to sleep in one another's arms tonight." "It's just not proper, Andrew, it's not," I feebly answered, still held in his arms. Was I sexually excited? I have to be honest, I was turned-on like never before. It was there, the feelings of sex, I had to admit. And, he was there, as well. What was pressing into my middle was a full-fledged erection of a grown, virile man. No question. "I want to stay, Mom," he said looking down into my eyes so sweetly. "You'll keep your hands to yourself? I mean hugging and holding each other's okay but my breasts and middle are off-limits, right?" "That's fine, Mom." "And Michael is never to know about this?" He agreed and we began turning out the lights and went up to my room. I went off to my bathroom to change, asking myself over and over just why was I doing this and pulled on a long flannel nightgown that was my least seductive. When I came back in, he was already under the covers. "You are wearing something under there, right?" I asked and he told me he had his boxers on. I lifted the sheet and slipped in next to him and reached over and turned out the light. I was on my back and felt his arm cross over me to pull me on my side facing him as he pulled me to him. My face was nestled in his neck as he placed soft kisses along my neck as I tried to control my breathing, tried to keep it normal. But it wasn't working. Yes, it felt erotic. "This is nice, Mom, thanks, nice and peaceful, comforting," he murmured as we held each other close. "You really are a beautiful woman, Mom, any man alive would want to make love to you, me included. You make me so hard." His words, whispered in my ear, echoed on and on while we held each other. "It would be our secret, Mom, just you and me. I love you, you know, I love you in many ways, this would just be a new way for us to love each other," he murmured as his hips moved closer, now pressing his hardness against me. I couldn't speak, I couldn't say anything, all I could do was take his hand and move it to my breast as I thought my heart underneath would explode. His fingers began to flex over my thumping heart as I closed my eyes and felt a man fondling my breast. That's how it felt. And, yes, I was enjoying it. Enjoying it very much. "Your breast feels wonderful," I heard him whisper. I was beginning to regret wearing the flannel gown as my heart rate quickened and I felt my juices gather below for the first time in a long time. "Your nipple really gets hard, it's nice," he said as he nibbled my ear. All I could think of was his lips on my nipple nibbling their hardness. I lifted my hips up and pulled the hem up, needing two tries to get it up near my waist. Yes, I knew, I knew what I was doing. I wanted his hands directly on me, I wanted his lips sucking my nipples. I took his hand and led it under onto my bareness as his fingers rolled my solid nipple between them so seductively. Yes, I was being seduced. But I wanted it. Oh, I so wanted it. I just didn't want to admit it. I pulled the nightgown up more, now above my breasts as he began to move his head down. I knew what I wanted, I took my throbbing nipple in hand and led it up. Then I felt it being wetly sucked into his mouth. I thought my heart would stop. Then, I just did it. I didn't even want to think about it before I just did it. I reached down and there it was, hard, long, thick in my hand. It filled my hand. He laid there softly sucking as I held his cock, not wanting to squeeze or move my hand in any way. Just to hold it. That was enough. The sucking continued and, without thinking, my thumb began to move over the crown of his cock, sensing a slippery wetness there which I knew I was causing. Did I feel devilish and naughty? Oh, did I ever. I am human, that I was knowing well enough as his tongue circled my nipple while he sucked. "Andy? Andy, I want you, I want you to make love to me," I whispered even hoping that I couldn't hear my own words. He never said a word, just slipped off my nipple, gently kissed me and pulled off my silly flannel nightgown and his boxers and moved over between my legs and put that hard, warm cock I'd been holding right where a cock is meant to be, wiped the head up and down, then began pushing. Chapter 2 I was shaking, I was so nervous as I felt the fat tip part me open and move inside. I knew then there was no turning back, my son was now my lover. My whole body then relaxed and I felt him move in deeply until our bodies met and pressed tightly together. I felt gloriously full for the first time in many years. Yes, we were kidding earlier but this felt serious, seriously wonderful. "Oh, Mom, you are so beautiful, mmm," he murmured as he began moving in and out. "Oh, feels so good. Is it good?" I know he asked me how it felt but I was so overwhelmed that I simply couldn't speak. It took several seconds to get out,"Yes, wonderful." I had always loved sex ever since the first boy put it inside me. I hate to admit it now but we did it that first time without any protection, truthfully not even thinking about it until it was over. We were lucky and the next day he went and bought condoms and I've loved sex ever since. How many guys? Well, I now had to add another to the number, didn't I? That brought it to five. No, six. There was that silly time in San Francisco when I basically made myself available to be picked-up. I was on the pill but went ahead and had sex without a condom, something I would never do again, well, present lover excepted. So, was I taking any chances this time? At Andy's birth I'd had my tubes tied so that part of my life was now safely behind me. That was not a concern. What was a concern was how my son might feel in the morning. Was some of this the wine? His and my horniness and loneliness? Simply me being available to him sexually as he made an advance? Was it just sex and no more? That seemed to be the chance I was taking. That this would be changing our relationship forever. Perhaps even give him guilt that he couldn't get over. This part of the risk, I just didn't know the answer to, if there was risk, emotional risk, then it would become apparent in the future. But, for right now, I was being beautifully made-love-to. I raised my legs up, locking my ankles behind his back as his hips thrust back and forth, filling me, then emptying me so lusciously as I laid under him. "It's wonderful, Andy, just wonderful. I love you so much," I moaned as he kissed my neck. It was wonderful and I was getting closer and closer to what I could tell was going to be a fabulous orgasm. I masturbate nearly every night and it's always pretty good but it's never a real substitute for a man making love to me. This was just so good. "Oh, yes, just like that, perfect, oh, it feels wonderful, oh, yes, yes, ooh, ooh, uh, mmm," I groaned as a tide of pleasure flowed over me as he pushed hard into me, feeling the throbbing in me as he emptied deeply. We gripped each other, our lips pressed tightly knowing that this would be our first time together with many more times in our future. "Mmm, Mom, this was right, the right thing for us, now we both feel better, don't we?" Andy whispered in my ear. "Yes, you're right, I want us to be like this now, you're right." We stayed in each other's arms until the daylight began rousing us and we began arousing one another. His hand was on my breast as I slipped mine down to feel his hardening cock. "Kind of nice waking up like this. You're giving me ideas, Mom, I hope you know that." "I knew you'd notice. I wouldn't mind staying in bed a while longer, then I'll make you a nice breakfast." "I know just the place for what you're holding, like a little morning fun?" he asked me, teasingly. "Can I do the honors?" I asked, "It's been a while since I've been on top, I remember liking it quite well, especially how deep I can take it inside." He flopped on his back but his cock surely didn't flop, it was like steel as I got up over him, holding him steady while I lowered down wiggling onto his hardness. As he slid deeper up into me, that glorious full feeling came flooding back from the night before, just lighting up my whole body as I began scissoring up and down over him as he lovingly played with my breasts. I moved so I could drop a nipple to his lips which he hungrily took in to suck. He looked so peaceful and happy there, his mouth attached to my breast as we were also attached below in such a new and exiting way. "Mmm, I love waking up this way. It's been a long, long time. You look happy," I told him as I watched his lips on me. "MmmHmm," he murmured, keeping my nipple in his mouth as my hips went moving so deliciously over him. I've always loved sex first thing in the morning and sex with Andy that morning was glorious, we both had climaxes that were quite wonderful and I fixed him a large breakfast as he helped me by standing behind me shielding my breasts from any cooking splatter with his hands. It was the first breakfast I'd ever had eating with my right hand as my left hand fondled delightedly with a man's cock. It was rather nice, I must say. We cleaned up the dishes and went to have a shower together and a very lovely part of him scrubbed me clean deep inside, though he did leave a wonderful residue to remember him by as I watched him get dressed after. "This was wonderful, Mom, I think it was just what we both needed. You look lots happier now, see, I was right after all." "Well, I'll give you that, it was lovely and, well, I hope we do it again, even soon," I blurted out having had just about the best sex of my lifetime. "What about Mike, Mom?" My other son, my older son, Michael. I stood there, still naked, still awash in the wonder of our lovemaking as he asked me about sex with his older brother. "Um, I guess, I should consider it, after what we've started. Seems only fair and, well, honestly two men being in my life at the same time is pretty exciting. Maybe I'll call him and have him come over," I said as I felt myself moisten. "Why not have him come over for lunch today, Mom?" I looked at my clock and it was ten-thirty. I looked back at Andy and he stood there grinning. So, I picked up the phone and got Mike on the line and asked him to come for lunch, there was something I needed to talk with him about. He, of course, agreed and I walked Andy to the door where he kissed his naked mother goodbye, giving me a final, lovely feel. Now, perhaps you're thinking that I just stayed quite like I was...naked. Well, I'll have to disappoint you because I did get dressed though I carefully chose the sundress I put on and the underwear beneath it, picking my sheerest, laciest set. Yes, I was offering myself to my oldest son and I was hoping he still felt the way he did the night before. My boys each have keys to my house, just as I have keys to their places as well, and right before noon, my front door opened and I heard my eldest son call out, "Hi, Mom." "Hi, Michael, I'm in the kitchen," I called back and he soon came over to the table where I was putting out a plate of sandwiches and gave me a kiss, one that I held for longer than usual. "Morning, Mom, you look really nice this morning, pretty dress, makes you look quite fetching." I thanked him and we sat down to lunch. I wasn't very hungry, having had a large breakfast with Andy just hours before but my mind wasn't on food, either. "You wanted to talk with me about something?" he asked. "Yes, I do. Remember that talk last night about, well, about us helping each other with the desires and urges that we get, being single?" He laughed and said, "Yeah, I remember, Mom, you seemed a little put off by it. Andy and I didn't mean anything bad about it, I mean after all, you're quite a good-looking woman and, I can speak for myself, the idea didn't put me off in the least." "So, you still think like you did last night?" "About having sex? Sure, I think you're quite arousing, Mom, I even have the proof in my pants right now," he laughed. "Could I see?" I asked and just sat there not saying another word. He looked at me for a moment, then stood up and pulled his zipper down, reached two fingers and a thumb in and pulled out his cock, long and hard and swollen. My hand reached out and touched the tip end, tracing around the soft tip, which made it jump. "Mmm, it's alive," I laughed. "Do you like me touching it?" I asked as my fingers circled it and squeezed gently. "I love you touching me there, it makes me want to touch you all over," he said softly as I saw a glistening drop exude from the tiny slit. "Let's go back to my bedroom, I'd love for you to touch me all over," I said and got up and he followed me to my bedroom with his cock sticking out of his pants. I turned around and said over my shoulder, "I rather think you look nice like that, Mike, it's quite becoming." Chapter 3 Once in my room, I turned as he walked into my open arms. Our open mouths told each other we knew quite well what was going to happen and he soon had my sundress off me as he pulled off his polo shirt and again pulled me to him, kissing me as I felt my bra loosen. I let it slip off my arms as his hands came up to hold them, feeling me, kissing me, as his hardness pressed insistently while I lifted up a leg to take and hold it between my legs, then dropped it back down to hold him tightly between my thighs as we kissed on. If you still don't know if sex with your son can be highly arousing and erotic, I can tell you that it certainly was for Andy and me the night before and now with Michael. I pulled back and got on my bed as he joined me, his lips on my breast sucking gently as his tongue played with the hard, erect center, even his teeth softly nibbling while I played with his cock. I whispered in his ear, "I'm so ready, Mike, I really want you," and he raised his head and said, "I always start with dessert first," and he pulled my legs apart and moved between them to begin licking and tonguing me so deliciously. I've been kissed many times by my boys but these wonderful, intimate kisses are the ones I will remember forever. I held his head to me while he feasted on me, just hours after his younger brother did the same though each one was different enough to be quite thrilling. I could hardly remember the last time my pussy had been so wonderfully devoured in passion. "Mmm, oh, oh, Mike, omigod, oh, uuh, uuh, uh, uh," I cried out, shuddering, shaking, trembling as my body erupted in joy. "Oh, now, Mike, yes, come up here, I want you inside me," I begged as he rose onto his knees and began pushing inside. "Oh, Mom, oh, this is good, so good, mmm, what made you change your mind?" I laughed, telling him, "Well, your brother stayed on to help me clean up and, well, we talked some more about it and I guess he kind of convinced me to do it." "So, you two did it last night?" I felt my face flush as I told him, "Um, yes, a couple of times, then a few more this morning." "So, Andy spent the night?" "Yes, and he spent it right where you are right now. Is this what you wanted?" "Oh, Mom, it's even better than I'd hoped. You are really quite beautiful when you're naked. I knew you would look good but you are so sexy-looking. I'm loving it." A Family Accommodation "Well, I suppose I could go around like this when we're together. Nudity brings a family closer together, I've heard, though it's difficult to get closer than this," I kidded as his cock moved back and forth inside me. It was crazy, I'd been without sex for so long, now I was in demand by two very horny men, each eager for more. And, I was thinking of having them both come spend the weekend. Oh, was that turning me on. "Should I pull it out?" he asked and I told him what I'd told Andy so he could go ahead and cum whenever he felt like it. "Uuh, uuh, uh, oh, mmm, it feels so good," he groaned as he pushed deep emptying into me as I felt a new slipperiness as he pulled back and forth. I held my legs straight up so he could go deeper which I just loved and soon I was feeling myself get closer to the edge with every stroke. "Mmm, oh, Mike, yes, don't stop, I'm...oh, oh, oh, uh, uh," I cried out as my whole body orgasmed, just swept up in a fantastic erotic burst of ecstasy as I went limp under him. But he kept going, just kept on, and in a few minutes, I had another; it was glorious. After that, we just stayed in bed together, kissing, playing with each other and talking about what we liked in sex, Mike telling me he liked things slow from sucking to fucking, even masturbation. We decided then to masturbate each other taking as long as we liked. I did him for almost an hour, slowing when he began to moan, then some sucks to get him high again, then, soft slow strokes. I was loving keeping him so excited for so long until he finally asked me to finish him and I lubed my palm and rubbed over the crown of his cock until his white, sticky cum splattered into my open hand. I hadn't masturbated a guy since high school; it was thrilling and I was so wet and horny by the end that I asked him for oral sex which he eagerly did, and did it masterfully. We napped together that afternoon, then had nice slow sex until we were hungry. I fixed us omelets and we were soon back in my bed for more, it was just so thrilling now to have two vigorous lovers and I was already planning to have them both spend the next weekend with me. I had never had sex but with one man at a time but the prospect of having both Mike and Andy on the weekend, well, it really had me more sexually excited than I'd been in years, maybe ever. Michael and I were together until about eleven when he got dressed and went home to his own place. I had invited him for the next weekend and told him that I was also inviting his brother, that they could have their mother together all weekend and that got him excited enough that he got pretty hard again so I sucked him so he could have even more to think about on the way home. The next day I called Andy and had him come Wednesday evening for supper and sex and we had another exciting evening together. I was in the kitchen when he came in. "Wow, Mom, naked, oh, I love this, can I join you?" he asked and I turned and nodded as he began to strip. I glanced back over my shoulder as he was lowering his boxers and my heart jumped when I saw his hardness standing out in front of him. "Hmm, bring that over here and give your mother a kiss." He stepped to me, we pulled each other close, and he slid his tongue in my mouth as I dropped my hand down to greet his manhood. Oh, he was so rigid. I gave him a squeeze, then told him I'd made beef stew and that it needed to simmer for a while. "So, we have just enough time to put this on 'simmer,'" I told him as I squeezed. We walked back to my bedroom and I pulled the covers down as he asked what my favorite position was. I got up on the edge of the bed on my hands and knees with my feet hanging off and he crouched down to lick me first. I dropped my head to the bed, it just felt so good, so hot as his tongue flicked and probed sending spiraling waves of sensuous pleasure across my body as I wondered who taught my two sons how to so beautifully give oral sex to a woman. Whoever she was, whoever they were, I thanked them both while I so wonderfully enjoyed my youngest son's full attention to my pussy as he sucked and licked and probed his tongue in and around me. "Oh, Andy, oh, oh, right there, uuuh, mmm, mmm, yes, oh," I cried out, trying to muffle my sounds in the bedding, pushing my face down as my whole body shook with ecstasy. He stood up then and I held myself steady as he pushed his cock up into me, gripping my hips tightly, then began moving in and out while I was turning my hips around in a circle. Andy and I pushed ourselves together tightly and I kept moving around like I had been, though in smaller circles to keep him deeply inside. This kept us tightly coupled and yet moved his cock inside me just enough to really, really feel good and full. "Mmm, Mom, this feels so good the way we're doing it right now, oh, so good," he groaned. "Yes, oh, it is good, just stay right there, hold still while I...oh, mmm, mmm...keep going around"...and then it hit, I just convulsed into a massive orgasm which sent spasms of ecstasy radiating out from my middle. "Oh, uuh, uuh, oh, oh," I cried out as Andy pushed hard into me, fucking me faster and faster as I felt him throb and his cock now became much slipperier in his cum. I slid down on the bed with him following me, still deep inside me as his lips kissed and kissed my neck and back. We stayed this way for a while, his cock still inside, making some moves once in a while to keep himself hard as I felt full and happy. "Mmm, I could go again, Mom, how about you?" I told him I was up for it if he was and we did a second act, a slow, sweet lovemaking that was just perfect. We had our dinner, then spent the evening together, a nice part of it, physically linked-together one way or another, and about eleven, he went home, leaving us both happy and satisfied. I talked to both my boys during the week, some pretty sexy talk was now being shared among my boys and their mother, and they told me they were going to provide me with a weekend that I would long remember. I was so excited all week long that I just never thought Friday would actually arrive. But it did and finally, finally, at seven o'clock, they both arrived together. They knocked but, then let themselves in and came back to the kitchen where I was putting some last minute touches to dinner. I had wine ready, candles and I had on a new negligee I had bought just for the occasion. "Hi, boys, I dressed for dinner," I said saucily as I held out my arms as each came and kissed me hello. Their kisses were now those of lovers, lingering, tongues probing, hands roaming reacquainting ourselves with one another. "You boys can undress for dinner, that would please your mother," I said, grinning in delight as their bodies quickly became bared. "Look at my two healthy boys," I said as I gripped their hard, swollen cocks. I knelt down and took Mike in my mouth and gave him a few sucks then turned to Andy to welcome him into my body. "Mmm, I like these nice appetizers," I laughed as we sat down to eat. I had picked out the nighty I was wearing so I could lift my breasts up over the neckline and let them out so my boys could look at them while we ate. "Geez, Mom, this is the way to have a nice, family meal. Look at what this is doing to Mike and me," Andy said as he nodded to his cock, now glistening with a slight ooze out the end. "Well, it certainly is unconventional," I said as I reached in both directions to pet their cocks. "But it sure is fun, right, Mom?" Mike asked me and I heartily agreed. We had a nice dinner with my two sons outlining what they planned on doing to entertain their mother for the weekend and it seemed that I was in for a two-man orgy. There was discussion of a marathon oral sex session with them taking turns on me for as long as I wanted which made me wonder to myself if there was any limit to how much oral sex I could desire. We cleaned up the kitchen and then my two boys followed me up the stairs, each one reaching out, touching me between the legs as we went. "Wait, you two, can't you wait?" "Not when we're looking at such a pretty pussy, Mom," Andy teased. I had prepared my bedroom with some candles which the boys lit as I got in bed. "What's first, boys?" I asked and they told me they were both horny and wanted to each make love to me so I told Mike, being the oldest, he should start and that I'd keep Andy happy in the meantime. So I scooted down on the bed and had Mike get between my legs and Andy on his hands and knees over me, dangling his cock over my mouth. I put a pillow under my head to take him in as I felt his older brother pushing into me. I was copiously wet from playing with my naked lovers and he was soon moving back and forth in me as I sucked the tip of Andy's cock. I know it seems like a porn movie but, well, when you're one of the participants, let me tell you, it's pretty exciting. And my boys are as hard as they can be. Mike's cock felt swollen and engorged, he told me he was no longer masturbating, he was saving it all for me, so I was feeling how enlarged he was. I was just keeping Andy happy without trying to make him cum, after all I really wanted that in my pussy and he seemed perfectly happy with my sucks. "Mmm, oh, Mom, feels so good, I'm gonna cum," Mike groaned as he pushed hard into me throbbing his cum deep into me, then stroking in and out some more, his cock sliding deliciously in our mixed juices. "Here, Andy, take over," he said as he pulled out of me and his brother took over, pushing in as Mike got up for me to suck. They fucked me for hours this way, one after the other, taking turns, me keeping them hard with my mouth. They gave me six wonderful orgasms that evening and we all collapsed in bed and slept until after eight when we all slowly roused to begin our sex play on a new and sunny Saturday morning. I remember feeling the wetness of the bed under me, reminding me of the fun we'd had. The boys did just play with me for a while before we got up from bed and went down to make breakfast. We were now quite comfortable being naked together, I just loved my guys hands on me, what a turn-on. Sure makes the time spent cooking go by quickly. Then, my boys each took a turn with me in the shower, I'm not sure I've ever been so sparkly clean or quite as turned-on. They then dried me off and took me to bed. "You get our tongues, this morning, Mom, we're gonna gang up on you until you can't take anymore," Andy said as Mike put a pillow up under my hips and got down to begin licking me while Andy knelt over me so I could suck his cock. I had never had two men making love to me before this weekend and, well, ladies, if you haven't, oh, my it's quite erotic and busy. The sensuality of all those hands and tongues and cocks is unforgettable and, now, it's mine to enjoy all the time. So, my life had gone from basically no sex at all except when I provided it myself, to being double-teamed by two, healthy, vigorous, young males awash in testosterone with me as their sole depository of their copious semen and unending horniness. It has been four years now, since that Saturday evening when my boys first asked me about my sex life, then eagerly volunteered to share me between the two of them. It has made me feel much happier and younger and far more desirable to be ravished so hungrily so often. I just never dreamed life would be so good. And, yes, we've become one of those kinds of families. A Family Adventure My wife, son, daughter and I were tired. We had hiked all afternoon up the mountain, then set-up camp for the night. My son and I made ourselves a nice camp, well organized, as my wife and daughter prepared dinner. It might've been freeze-dried and instant food, but we all knew it was going to taste like manna from heaven after the long, hard 16 mile trek. And it did. We had just finished eating and were relaxing in the relatively warm night air around the fire, feeling the ache in our muscles, when the rain came. It was a cloudburst and forced us to scramble getting our perishables into the large family-sized tent. The hard rain only lasted for ten minutes or so, but it was enough to soak us all to the bone. By the time we were in the tent and buttoned-up against the elements, the rain had died down to a soft pitter-pat on the tent. It was too late, though, to suit us. We were all cold, wet, and miserable. "We need to get out of these wet things as soon as possible," my wife said, "or we're all going to catch our death of cold." "No argument from me," I said and my son and daughter chimed-in with their agreement. "Then let's get started" my wife said. "Sure," I agreed. "Let me help you put up the divider." My wife Claire and I unraveled the fabric divider and hung it across the middle of the tent. My son Danny collected his mom and sister's backpacks and put them on the other side and spread out the sleeping bags while we worked. My daughter Janelle pretty much just stood around and shivered while dripping a puddle on the floor near the door of the tent. I couldn't help but notice how her nipples stuck out underneath her wet T-shirt and bra. God, how she'd grown! She was a real looker: long blonde hair like silk, nicely rounded grown-up breasts, a tiny waist, and a tight perky round butt that just ached to be patted. Once we had the divider up, the girls went underneath to their side and started to change while Danny and I stayed on our side and did the same. "Do you mind if we have the lantern, guys?" my wife asked. "It's too dark over here to see what we're doing." I picked it up and hoisted it over the divider and my wife took it. "Thanks." She set it down, but it must've been against the far wall of the tent 'cause the girls' shadows fell across the divider. I didn't notice at first. My son and I started to change out of our wet clothes. I did notice, though, that when we both got down to our underwear, he turned away from me. He wasn't normally shy in front of me and I wasn't shy in front of him either. Then I noticed the shadows on the divider and saw the outline of my wife and daughter. They were two naked beauties. It was like a soft-core porno flick of silhouettes just three feet from my son and I. As I stared, I felt myself starting to get hard and hurriedly turned my back to my son as he had done to me. So...that's why the poor kid got shy all of a sudden, I thought. No shit, kid. I feel the same. I quickly put it out of my mind and peeled my wet underwear off, then put on my jogging pants and a T-shirt. The dry clothing made me feel instantly warmer, but a chill was still deep in my bones. "Hey, hon? Did you pack any liquor?" Usually, we would take along some brandy or whiskey. Liquid was difficult to haul in a pack, due to the weight, so we'd opt for the hard stuff...more punch for less weight. It was handy to have if we needed it for first aid, but usually it served as a nightcap and a little touch of civilization on our backpacking trips. "Yeah, you read my mind" my wife replied. "It's in the outside pocket of your pack." "Oh, thanks! Make me carry it, huh?" "The only way to travel, my dear." While I was chagrined at having been duped, I was grateful to my wife when I found four pints of whiskey tucked in around my socks and underwear. "Wow. You weren't fooling around. Planning a party or something?" I asked when I found it. "Well, they forecasted this rain and I thought it'd be nice if we got caught in it. Help warm us up a bit, you know?" "Us? You mean the kids, too?" My son, just pulling his T-shirt on over his head, looked at me with eyes as big as quarters. "Well, I guess a little wouldn't hurt," my wife said. "Do you think?" "Sure, Dad," Janelle quickly added. "Danny and I are just as cold as you and Mom. It's only fair." I looked at my son and smiled. "OK. I guess we all deserve a little. It's been kind of a tough hike so far. But you two be careful," I said looking at Danny. "I don't want to be responsible for getting my own kids drunk. And I especially don't wanting anyone getting sick." "We won't dad," Janelle whined from the other side of the divider. I got a bottle out and buttoned up my pack. As I turned around, I saw the silhouette of my naked daughter. She was sticking out her chest and arching her back as she pulled her nightgown on over her head. I glanced over at Danny and noticed he was staring too, but at my wife's shadow. Then I noticed Claire's image bent over her backpack, her large, naked breasts shaking as she stuffed clothing down toward the bottom. God, poor kid, I thought. This must be torture. Then I became aware of my own growing erection and sat down before he noticed. My movement must've distracted him 'cause he quickly looked at me and half-laughed nervously as he sat down across from me. "Quite a show, huh?" I whispered. "No kidding," he said quickly and quietly. Then, self-conscious, he tried to cover himself. "I mean, well..., uh..." he said looking away. I just patted him on the arm and opened the bottle of whiskey. "Here," I told him. "You look like you need it, but just a little tiny sip." He took a gingerly sip, then gasped. "Wow. That burns." "Warms your insides, doesn't it?" "Yeah," Danny said smiling. "That's pretty cool how it does that. Doesn't taste too good, though." "Just remember that bad taste when you get older," I advised him, then took the bottle from him and swallowed deeply. God it felt good. The chill seemed to disappear and was replaced with a warm, cozy feeling. Janelle came from underneath the divider to sit with us on our sleeping bags. I handed her the bottle and admonished her like I did Danny. She, too, felt warmed, but didn't quite like the taste. Soon, Claire took down the divider and we had more room to spread out. We were warmer now and fairly tired, so we took the opportunity to lay across our bags and talk as we drank our whiskey...enjoying the feel of our warm bed clothes and soft sleeping bags. The kids seemed pretty chatty, an extremely rare occurrence for teenagers, and Claire and I were loving it. I could tell just by looking in her eyes that we were kind of re-discovering our children...or perhaps getting to know them for the first time as the adults they were so quickly becoming. Either way, it was great and we were both enjoying their company. Before we knew it, the bottle was empty and I relented to pleadings from everyone to break out another one. I think we were all enjoying the time and didn't want it to end. We were also just starting to get warm enough to forget how cold we were earlier. Then it seemed like no time when I got out the third bottle. We were all having a great time passing the whiskey around and talking about everything and anything. It was obvious the kids felt like adults and they seemed to be coming out of their shells. I also wondered if maybe they were getting drunk. Either way, though, it was great to have them be so open with us, a nice and welcome change, so neither Claire nor I wanted it to end. I guess that's why I don't even remember getting out the last bottle. Then again, I guess Claire and I were getting kind of lit too. I eventually concluded that 'lit' wasn't the word for it. The whiskey seemed to hit me all at once and I realized suddenly that I was three sheets to the wind, practically knock-down drunk. As I watched Claire talking, I realized she was close to blitzed, but doing pretty good hiding it from the kids. Amazingly, though, I couldn't tell if our kids were drunk. Danny just jabbered away about school and Janelle talked non-stop about her girlfriends and the latest trends they were into. Then something Janelle said caught my attention. "No Mom, I'm not that kind of pretty, I mean, the kind boys are really interested in." "Of course you are," Claire replied. "You're a gorgeous girl. I'm sure all the boys find you attractive. You have beautiful blue eyes, lovely hair, and a terrific figure. Don't you think so Steve?" Thankfully, I was listening. "Yeah!" I said a little too quickly. "Jeez, Janelle. Get a clue. You've turned into a very sexy girl and any boy that has you should be damn grateful." "Oh, Daddy. You're drunk." "That may be." Everyone laughed as I laid down on my back and folded my hands underneath my head. "But I still think you're one hell of a hot babe." There was an awkward silence as Janelle blushed and looked away. I couldn't help but notice her large, round breasts heaving underneath her cotton nightgown as she breathed heavily. I was right, goddamn it. She was hot and there was no doubt about it. "What about me?" Danny asked. "Girls won't like me, will they?" he whined. Yeah, my son was kinda drunk, but you gotta hand it to him. He was not gonna be left out of the conversation. He'd make his own way...even if he had to appeal to female pity. Smart kid. "No baby," his mom cooed. "Come here. Sit next to me you handsome devil. You need some lovings." Danny scooted over next to his mom and leaned into her outstretched arms. I couldn't help but notice he rested his face right on her nightgown-covered breasts. If I wasn't so drunk, I'd almost swear he smiled at me. "Were you serious Dad?" Janelle looked up at me with pouty lips and eyes. "Sure honey. You're a beautiful woman...even voluptuous (which I slurred a little bit). Boys must be dying just to get next to you." She leaned forward on all fours and slowly crawled toward me. "But how come they don't? I mean, if I'm beautiful, why don't they?" "Well, honey, they're probably nervous." Like I am now, I thought. Jeez, if that nightgown were any looser around the neck, I'd see her nipples. God, she had great tits. "Nervous? How could I make anyone nervous?" Janelle asked as she crept next to me. "Well, because you're beautiful. I mean, boys can get distracted...or even intimidated by a sexy woman," I said while I looked down the neckline of her nightgown. "All boys think about at your age is sex, so they become scared when they encounter someone like you. You have a wonderful body, like a centerfold, and young boys with sex on their minds usually can't handle that kind of intimidation." "You mean I really am sexy, like a woman? I mean, grown-up sexy?" Janelle was hanging over me now, looking seriously into my eyes. "Yes, honey. You're a beautiful, grown-up, sexy woman." She reached around my neck and hugged me tight, so I hugged her back. "Oh, thank you Daddy," she said with relief her voice. Obviously, this had plagued her and she was having some kind of catharsis or revelation...or she was just plain ol' drunk. It spite of the seriousness of the moment, though, all I could seem to think of was her soft breasts lightly pressing into my chest and the sweet smell of her silky blonde hair in my face. She held me tight and wouldn't let go, so I just let her hug me and hugged her back. As I did, though, I became increasingly aware of her body...her large, round, soft tits...her tiny waist...her firm, round, perky butt rising in the air as she bent over me. I began losing myself in the moment and stroking her back as I hugged her slim, young, curving frame. I stroked up and down her back, lower each time, then up her sides...barely brushing the outside of her soft, hanging globes. Suddenly, she threw her leg over me and laid on top of me, still hugging me, but I was frightened. I had an erection and wasn't aware of it until now. Now that erection was pressing into her young mound and I was sure she could feel it. I was more sure when I felt her spread her knees to either side of my legs and just barely press that mound against my hard cock. My god! This wasn't right! My own daughter was pressing her pussy against my dick...wasn't she? Or was it my imagination...my drunkenness? I felt it again. She pressed slightly harder; it was perceptible. It was a subtle grind. She was grinding against me! My own daughter wanted to grind her pussy on my cock! This couldn't be. I stroked her back, then patted her on the butt as a signal that the hug was over. But it wasn't. "Oh Daddy," she whispered. Then she stroked my head, nuzzled my neck with her nose, and pressed her mound harder against my throbbing cock. My hand rested on her butt after the patt and I found myself rubbing it. God, it felt so fucking great...soft, round, jutting out just enough. God, I was even squeezing it now! Massaging the soft mounds of her butt cheeks. They felt so great, so soft, round, inviting. I kneaded them harder and harder as Janelle pressed her mound against my cock more firmly. I even squeezed her butt as I pressed her into my throbbing dick. Then I realized where I was at. Claire! Danny! Oh my god, I thought, what the hell am I doing? I must be really fucking drunk...or out of my mind. I jerked my face quickly, clearing Janelle's hair from my eyes, and looked over at them. I was stunned. Danny had pulled down the neckline of Claire's nightgown...and was sucking on her tit! She was leaning back on her hands letting her own son suck her naked tit! For God's sake, what were we doing!? Danny was flicking his mom's nipple with his tongue (quite expertly actually), then I saw him reach up underneath the hem of her nightgown...searching for her pussy. He must've found it quickly 'cause she groaned and laid back spreading her legs. He pushed the nightgown up with his forearm and I saw him rubbing her panty-covered crotch. I could see in her eyes that she was totally blitzed from the whiskey and horny as hell. I suspected she was going to let our son do whatever he wanted. Just then, I felt Janelle's pussy grind hard and slow against my pulsing cock. God, she felt so fucking wonderful. I reached around her with both hands and grabbed her butt cheeks as I pushed up with my hips and ground my throbbing dick against her young, warm mound. I watched Danny push his mom's panties to one side...exposing her pussy, then he slid two fingers in and began pumping them in and out of her while he still sucked on her tit. "Oh god, Daddy," Janelle gasped quietly in my ear. She started grinding her pussy against me...spreading her legs wider around mine and pulling her knees up a little to better rub against me more firmly. I loved the feeling of my daughter dry-humping my throbbing cock. She slowly raised her head above mine and I leaned up to kiss her. She opened her mouth. As our lips met, she pushed my face back down as she inserted her tongue in my mouth and moaned. God, she was hot. She swirled her tongue around inside my mouth, then sucked on my tongue as I pushed it into her mouth. She pulled her knees up further and squatted on my dick now...dry-humping me through her nightgown and my sweatpants. I could feel the heat of her pussy through our clothes and the lips of her vagina spreading over my cock. I reached up between us and found her breast. She was braless...and I was in heaven. God, it was so soft and huge. Her nipple was like a little rock underneath the nightgown. I squished her large round boob in my hand, roughly massaging it through her nightgown while our tongues entwined like animals in heat. Her dry humping on my cock was forcing me to pump my hips involuntarily back at her hot, grinding pussy. God, she was hot...like fire, adolescent heat. I pushed her back from me...breaking our kiss. She leaned upright and put her hands on my chest. Our eyes met. My daughter blatantly dry-humped me fast and hard as she looked into my eyes. I reached up under her nightgown and pushed it up with my hands...exposing her tits to the warm night air. I squeezed them and kneaded them while she ground her cunt on me. God, I wanted to fuck her so bad. She leaned over slightly, enough for her tits to dangle in my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked on it. Actually, I gobbled it. I slurped all over her naked tits, first one, then the other in my mouth, rubbing them all over my face as I licked them. Then I pulled back and just admired them. My daughter's tits were like a centerfold's, perfect in every way...and they were naked...and I was playing with them. God, they were luscious. I just wanted to suck em, maybe slide my dick in-between them, but I was distracted by sounds across from us. I looked over at Danny and Claire. Both of them were totally naked. Danny was standing next to his mom who was sitting down. He was feeding her is young, hard dick and she was sucking on it like a wanton whore...making gurgling sounds as her son's cock slid in and out of her mouth. God, she looked hot. Her naked tits were shaking as she bobbed her head up and down on his dick. I looked up at Janelle as she reached down and pulled her nightgown over her head and off. I pulled my T-shirt up and off too. Janelle then got on all fours over me and grabbed the waistband of my sweat pants. She quickly pulled them down and I pulled my legs out as she discarded them. Then she stood over me and pulled down her panties. I found myself jacking off as my daughter straddled my naked body and exposed her cunt. She pulled her panties all the way down, dangling her large naked tits above my face as she did so, then stepped out of them. Her blonde, young pussy was glistening with juices. The lips were ripe and pink, like a perfect wet dream. She slowly squatted down until her pussy was hovering over my cock. I watched as she took it out of my hand and into her own...guiding it slowly into her warm, young snatch. The first touch of it sent flames through me. It felt hot as it barely wrapped around the tip of my cock. Slowly, she eased down onto it...carefully and gently easing her Daddy's cock into her warm, waiting cunt. Oh shit, yes! God, her pussy was so tight and hot and wet as it wrapped around my throbbing cock. I thought I was gonna spurt cum in her right then...but I didn't. She gasped as the full length of me entered her, then she slowly began to ride my dick as I reached up and admiringly played with her large naked tits. Holy shit, I thought. God, I'm fucking my own daughter...pumping my hard cock into her hot little pussy while playing with her tits and looking into those beautiful bedroom eyes. Jeez, it was so fucking hot with her riding me. She was gasping and I was moaning. Then I heard Claire. "Oh god, Danny, fuck me! Yes, baby, pump that dick into me. Fuck me sugar! Fuck Mommy good." Claire was on all fours with Danny fucking her doggy style. His pelvis was slapping against her butt as he held her by the hips and leaned back...admiring his own nice-sized cock thrusting in and out of his mom's cunt. Claire's tits were swingingly wildly beneath her as her son fucked her. She looked like a total slut...on all fours with her son's cock pumping in and out of her ferociously, tits dangling, and grunting in-between her dirty talk encouraging her son to do more nasty stuff to her. "Yeah, baby. Fuck Mommy's pussy. Shove your dick up in me. Pump it into me hard sugar." "Oh god, Dad," Janelle gasped riding my cock. "This is all so fucking nasty. What are we doing?" "What we always wanted to," I guessed as I held onto her tits while she rode my cock. "It's so wrong Daddy, but I want you so bad. And look at them," she said looking over at her mom and brother. "They're sick. We're sick. We're all fucking perverts or something," she panted as her cunt pumped quickly up and down on my throbbing dick. A Family Adventure Ch. 2 Chapter 2: the Rest of the Story I watched my wife Claire sucking our son's cock slowly, sliding it in and out of her mouth as he leaned back on his elbows admiring the scene. Her naked ass was sticking up in the air toward my daughter and I. Her tits were jiggling beneath her as she bobbed her head up and down on Danny's still throbbing dick. My daughter's large naked tits pressed into my bare chest and felt so soft, so warm and tender...as did her legs wrapped around me. The sitting position was uncomfortable, though, at least for these tired ol' bones, so I leaned her over onto her back and stretched out over her. "God, Daddy," Janelle gasped. "I feel all quivery inside." Her chest heaved up and down as she gulped air causing her fleshy tits to wobble just slightly with each breath she took. I felt myself quickly growing hard again as I laid between her legs. I could feel the warmth of her sex radiating against my crotch and the sound of her heavy breathing filled my ears. We looked over at Claire and Danny. He was now bucking his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of his mom's mouth while she reached up and flicked our son's naked nipples with her fingers. I looked back at my daughter beneath me. "Janelle, I hope I didn't mess up your life. Jesus! I can't believe we just did that! I can't believe your mom just fucked your brother either...and is actually sucking his dick right now. My God! What are we doing?" My daughter looked up into my eyes and smiled a mischievious, wry grin. "It seems like we're fucking our brains out," she chuckled. Then she reached down between us and gently grasped my hardening cock. "I love this thing, Daddy. I love how it makes me feel inside. I don't think you messed me up. In fact, I've wanted this for a long time." Her soft, delicate hand gently stroked up and down my naked erection as she continued to hold my gaze with her bedroom eyes. "I've dreamed about fucking you. I've heard you and Mom making love at night so many times...and each time I've wondered what it would be like. I've imagined you pumping me with this big, throbbing dick...the same one that made me." She eased my cock toward the opening of her warm, wet vagina. "And it was better than I imagined, even dreamed...and I want more. I want you to pound this huge cock in me again, Daddy. It may be totally nasty, but I can't help it. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me, Daddy." She opened her legs wide as my cock touched the parting lips of her young, tight hole. "Fuck your little girl," she said as she looked into my eyes. I slid my throbbing dick into Janelle's warm wetness again as I gazed back into those bright, blue eyes. Her vagina wrapped around my member like a security blanket...welcoming me in. I started gently and slowly, making love to her, easing my pulsing cock in and out of my daughter's cunt. She grabbed my naked butt and squeezed, pushing down firmly...encouraging me to fuck her harder. Then the feeling kicked in and I was now recovered from my previous ejaculation. I wanted her. I wanted her bad. I hiked myself up on my arms, towering over her in our missionary position, and started thrusting my dick in and out of her with gusto as she spread her legs and wrapped them around my back. I watched her huge, naked tits wobble back and forth like Jell-O beneath me...wiggling with each thrust of my hard cock up her snatch. "Oh, God Daddy! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck your nasty little girl. Oh shit, I want your dick in me sssssssoooooo fucking bad." I pumped it into her harder and faster...and grunted like an animal. My cock was making squishing sounds as it thrust in and out of her young, juicy cunt. "Oh baby! Goddamn. I love fucking my dick up inside you, Sugar. God, you're so fucking hot." "Do it Daddy. Fuck me hard. Cram that big thing up my hot little cunt." "Oh shit, yeah," I yelled. I was pumping my daughter's pussy like a monster...panting, grunting, hearing the squishing of her cunt juice as my throbbing dick pistoned in and out of her young, wet snatch. "Oh fuck, Daddy! Shove your dick in me. Pound my nasty cunt. God help me, I want your cock so bad. Fuck it up inside me, Daddy. Fuck me good." I closed my eyes as I pounded my dick in and out of my daughter like a crazed animal. I could feel her wetness almost splatter against my crotch with each thrust; yet, her warm, young cunt was wrapped so tightly around my dick I thought I might be hurting her...if it wasn't for her filthy, slutty talk egging me on. "Fuck me Daddy! Shove your fucking dick in me. God, I love it so much. Give me your huge cock." It just inflamed me more. I wanted my cock so far up inside her I hoped she'd gag on it. I pumped my dick into her...fast, hard...grunting with each thrust and trying to shove it deeper up into her each time. Then I opened my eyes. My son, Danny, was right next to the left side of my head rubbing his young cock on Janelle's mouth. She was eagerly licking at it as he wiggled it all over her beautiful face. "Lick it, Janelle. Lick my fucking dick," my son whispered deeply to his sister. "Are we having fun, yet?" I looked to my right and locked eyes with my wife. She was on all fours next to me and obviously drunk out of her mind. "Do you like this?" I asked...pumping my dick in and out of our daughter's tight little pussy. "Oh, yeah," she said...reaching between Janelle and I and feeling my cock thrust in and out of our daughter's cunt. "I want you to suck my tits while you fuck her. Would you like that?" She didn't wait for an answer. Claire got on her knees next to my face and lifted one of her heavy, naked breasts to my lips. I gobbled the nipple while I pumped my dick in and out of our daughter's tight, wet pussy. "Lick my fuckin' tit, Honey. Suck on my tit while you fuck her," my wife begged. I sucked on Claire's nipple while I continued to pound my cock into Janelle. I peeked at my daughter beneath me, never letting go of my wife's tit with my mouth, and saw Janelle eating her brother's cock while I fucked her. She was letting her brother fuck her mouth. Danny was on all fours over her face, so close I could feel the warmth of his body. He was pumping his dick in and out of her mouth and watching me suck on his Mom's tit while I pumped his sister's pussy with my cock. I met his gaze. "Suck it," he said. I didn't know, though, whether he was referring to me sucking his mom's tit or his sister sucking his dick. Hell, I thought, maybe he meant both. I continued to pump my cock in and out of my daughter's cunt as my wife edged up closer to our son's face. I continued sucking her right tit, then Danny leaned over and started sucking her left one. We were cheek to cheek while I fucked his sister's pussy and she swallowed his cock in her mouth. Both of us licked his mom's tits while his sister serviced our dicks. After a few seconds of that, his mom started fingering her own pussy. Her legs were spread wide as she pumped her fingers in and out of her cunt, kneeling the whole time so we could suck on her tits. Then Danny must've reached around behind her. I felt her shudder underneath our licking tongues. "Oh yeah, baby. Stick it up my ass." Danny was obviously fingering his mom's butt while we sucked on her tits and crammed Janelle's holes with our dicks. I couldn't believe it! This whole scene was unreal! I was fucking our daughter while I sucked my wife's tit. My daughter was sucking her brother's dick. He was sucking his mom's other tit and fingering his mom's ass while she begged for more. Claire had never let me play with her butt. She was always so sensitive about it. Now she was letting her own son stick his finger up it and verbally encouraging him. I couldn't let the moment get away. I pulled my mouth off her tit and looked into her eyes...nose to nose. "You like it up the ass, don't you?" I asked. Her eyes never left mine...and she never stopped fingering her cunt. "Yeah, I do...especially when it's a big, hard cock." I reached back with my right hand and pushed her over. She went down on all fours...almost knocking Danny over. He pulled his dick out of his sister's mouth and stood up as I pulled out of her tight, young pussy and kneeled down behind my wife. Holding my wet, gooey dick in my hand, I rubbed it up and down against Claire's butt crack as Danny laid down between his sister's open legs. "Yeah, Sugar," Claire said. "Stick it up my butt. Fuck me in the ass with that big dick of yours." Danny lowered himself over his sister and positioned his young, hard dick at the opening of her vagina. I positioned the tip of my cock at Claire's gaping asshole, then pushed gently. It slid in easier than I thought it would. The head entered her quickly. "Oh fucking Christ! Yes, stick it in. Stick it up my butt," my wife said. My son shoved his dick into my daughter as she moaned out loud. "Oh God, Danny! Fuck me with that cock. Fuck me like Daddy did. Fuck your dick up my cunt." Danny pounded her unmercifully. I could hear his dick sloshing in and out of her like I had heard my own just moments before. Claire pushed back against my cock...forcing it deeper into her ass. I grabbed her hips and pulled back, then thrust hard into her. "Goddamn," I said. "I'm fucking your ass, Baby. I've really got my dick in your butt." "Do it, Sugar," Claire replied. "Fuck it up in there...and let Danny see you do it." Danny was oblivious. He was fucking his sister like a madman. I looked over and saw his dick pistoning in and out of her...almost a blur. I knew he was going to shoot his cum into her soon, but I didn't care. I was finally fucking my wife in the ass...and it was tighter and softer than anything I'd ever felt in my life. "Fuck me, Danny! Oh God, yes. Fuck your dick up my hot, nasty pussy," Janelle screamed. Claire inched forward as I pounded my dick in and out of her butt. She leaned over Janelle...her tits dangling in our daughter's face. Danny continued to fuck his sister and I continued to fuck my wife's ass as my daughter opened her mouth. Claire leaned over more and let one of her tits fall into our daughter's open mouth. Janelle sucked on her mom's nipple while her brother fucked her hard and fast. I kept pumping my hard, throbbing dick in and out of my wife's butt, holding her hips and shoving my cock into her for all I was worth. I could feel my balls swelling as they slapped against my wife's dripping pussy...driving my dick in and out of her tight asshole. "Oh shit, I gonna spew," Danny cried. "Do it, baby!" my wife replied. "Shoot your goo in her hot fucking cunt." "Oh Christ," I yelled. "Take my dick up your tight, hot ass you fucking slut. You know you love it. You've always wanted this, haven't you? Feel my hot dick fucking your ass, baby." I could hear Janelle underneath my wife slurping greedily on her tits. "Oh yes," my wife replied. "Make me your hot fucking slut. Fuck me in the butt. I want your dick in my fucking asshole. It's so fucking nasty, baby. Shove it in me hard. Let our kids watch. I wanna them to see you fuck Mommy in the ass." I pounded my dick into Claire fast and hard. I didn't care if it hurt her. I just held onto her bare, naked hips and pumped my cock into her asshole as fast as I could while I watched my son shoot off in my daughter's cunt. "Oh shit," Danny cried. "Take it sis. Take my cum, baby." I saw my son's butt tighten up as he shoved his dick in hard and held it there for a second before resuming his pumping of his sister's pussy. "I'm gonna cum in your butt," I told Claire. I could feel my balls tightening...almost as tight as her ass around my dick. Then it came. "Oh God, yeah! I'm shooting off in your butt, baby. You feel that? You feel my dick shooting off in your butt?" I yelled. I shoved my dick up my wife's ass, grinding my hips into her butt cheeks and pulling them into me hard...holding her butt against me as I spewed my cum deep inside her. I held her soft ass, pulling it hard against me as my cock spasmed and pulsed inside her tight hole, gushing load after load of hot jizm. "Oh shit," I exclaimed. "Take my fucking cum up your butt, baby. Oh yes...shooting it in your ass." "Do it, Precious! I feel it! Shoot that hot juice up my nasty fucking butt while our baby sucks my tits," Claire yelled. I squeezed off squirt after squirt of cum up in my wife's asshole while Danny did the same in my daughter's hot, wet cunt. I could still hear Janelle slurpping away at her mother's tits while I spewed. Claire was moaning loudly. "God, this is so fucking great!" Danny said. "I love fucking these hot pussies. Jesus, can we do this all the time?" His mom looked back at us while Janelle continued to suck her tits. "You can fuck Mommy's cunt anytime you like, Sugar. You just whip it out and I'll spread 'em for you. You can even fuck me in the ass like Daddy, if you want." "Promise?" my son asked. "Promise," his mom said. With that, I pulled my cock out of her ass, stood up, and walked around to face her, then kneeled down in front of her. "C'mon. Lick it off," I said...holding my dick in her face and stroking it. She opened her mouth and licked up and down it with her tongue. Janelle continued sucking on her tits. My son kneeled down next to me and his mom leaned over and licked her daughter's juices off Danny's dick. My son and I were side-by-side on our knees as Claire alternately licked and sucked our cocks clean. While her mouth was on my dick, I looked down and saw my daughter fingering herself, still sucking her mom's tits. Danny got up and got behind his mom. He rubbed his dick up and down her pussy and the crack of her ass while she continued to clean my cock with her lips and tongue. suddenly, he shoved his dick in her asshole hard and she gasped and fell on her face. Janelle peeked out from under her and I leaned over to feed my dick to my daughter. She took it eagerly and sucked up and down on the head. Her mouth was so soft, warm, and tender as it sucked the head of my dick in and out. Here we go again...I thought. * * * * * (Author's Note: Both parts of "A Family Adventure" are fantasy! If you enjoyed the story, that's because the mind is the most sexual part of your body. It's easily fooled into envisioning just about anything...like this story. Your dick or cunt, however, doesn't know the difference. It just wants to get off. So don't get fantasy and reality mixed-up! Don't fuck up a family member's life just so you can get your dick wet or your cunt filled for half an hour. Keep that kind of stuff in your head only...where it's far more fun, a hell of a lot safer, and most definitely smarter.) A Family Adventure Episode 01 Editor's Note: story contains nonconsent/reluctance themes. If you enjoy this story please email me because I love hearing about it. Let me know if it excites you and anything else that may be on your mind. Do please let me know if you are male or female though. I hope you enjoy. * Tia - Mom Jay - Dad Amanda - Youngest Daughter (age 19) Emily - Oldest Daughter (age 20) Tia was cleaning her daughter Amanda's room with a vacuum when it happened. She hit something under her bed and when she leans over to find out what it was she discovered a small box on the floor. She picked it up to discover there is a diary inside along with another box. What she reads will change the family forever. Opening the pages she started to read, "Dear diary, I know it's not right but I can't help it. I am thinking about sex a lot lately. I have only had it once and it wasn't what I imagined. I just seem to enjoy the thought of it more. I guess I'm bad for thinking about it but I get so horny. I think maybe the best way to deal with it is to write about what I imagine. Right now I am thinking about our neighbor. He is so cute and I just watched him from my window doing some work in the yard. I think I will use the new toy I got today...Love Amanda." The entry sparks her curiosity and Tia opens the second box and gasps at the site of a smooth pink vibrator. She turns it on and feels the intense power of her daughters toy. Tia can't help but think about how she is touching something her daughter has used on herself to cum. The thought is strangely arousing and she can't help but feel her clit begin to swell as warm moister builds between her legs. Tia goes back to the book flipping page by page. With each new entry she feels herself become more and more aroused. Then turning her eyes to the vibrator Tia can't help but think of using it. The thought of using something her own daughter has used drives her into a frenzy. So she lifts her dress and begins to use Amanda's toy on her own clit. The thought and feeling of using her little girls toy makes her moan as she rubs it harder and harder. She bites her bottom lip just before she cums. She feels it building and then before she can have her orgasm the door swings open with her curious husband standing there wondering what the noises were. With a slight amount of shock he questions her, "What's going on?!" Tia suddenly stops masturbating and slowly sits up off their daughters bed. She gets a sly look and cheesy smile as she comes closer saying, "Oh my god! Our little girl is such a horny little thing! Did you know she has a vibrator?!" Even more curious Jay asks. "That's hers? Why are you using our daughters vibrator?!" Tia begins to rub Jay's chest and says, "Don't you think it's sexy? I mean I'm basically putting our daughters clit against mine." Jay gulps as she begins to massage the outside of his pants. His wife looks at him seductively while building his blood flow to his soft but hardening cock. Tia says, "Let me ask you, have you ever thought of Amanda sexually? I never have but after reading her diary I can imagine she must make," she squeezes his cock, "things HARD on you?" Jay says, "I can't believe your making me think about our daughter like that!" Tia says while rubbing up and down his bulge, "You would like to fuck her wouldn't you! You want to push your hard cock inside our daughters tight, wet, pink little hole...don't you?" Jay gasps, "Tia..." Tia says, "Well why not make it happen?" Jay says in confusion, "what are you talking about?" Tia says with a giggle, "I am talking about you and me fucking our little girl when she gets home from collage today." Jay laughs, "Yeah, you're out of your mind." Tia says with a smile, "She doesn't have to agree to it silly. She wouldn't do that...not willingly anyway. But I really think she would enjoy it if we didn't give her a choice. Look...here on page 52 she says she has a fantasy about being raped. Maybe we should make it come true. I know you both would love it...even if she does put up a fight. Besides, I think I would be so turned on watching it happen." Jay says, "She wrote about THAT?!" Tia says, "Yep" as she continues to talk Amanda's dad into fucking their little girl. Later that day, Tia and Jay lay naked on the couch waiting for Amanda. Tia gets excited when she sees her pull in the drive and tells Jay, "SHE'S HERE!" The door handle turns and Amanda opens the door. She walks in not noticing her parents naked on the couch and shuts the door. But when she turns around she squeals in shock when she sees her naked mom and dad on the couch. Amanda shouts, "OH MY GOD! WHATS GOING ON?!" and begins to run to the stairs. Tia shouts at her escaping daughter, "Hang on a second! Wait right there!" as they quickly rush over to her. Amanda stops and tries to avoid eye contact as her parents walk closer to her. Jay says, "You're not going to your room. Your going to stay right here." Tia says, "That's right, you're about to get a spanking!" Amanda is so confused and asks, "What?!" Tia says, "We found that little hidden vibrator of yours." as Jay grabs Amanda roughly by the arm. Jay says, "You know we don't keep secrets here!" as he pulls her by the arm to the back of the couch and bends her forcefully over the top of it. Her plump ass is presented to her mom and dad...ready for anything they wanted to do. Amanda says in fear, "I'm sorry! I didn't think I had to tell you!" as she sees the vibrator and diary laying on the couch in front of her. Thoughts race through her mind about what is really happening. Suddenly she understands that she is getting more than a spanking. Tia comes in front of the couch and grabs Amanda by her wrists stretching her body forward over the front of the couch as Jay stays behind their daughter. Tia says, "We don't keep anything from each other!" As Jay begins to feel Amanda's body through her clothing. Her soft tits and round ass excite him into an erection. Amanda is in shock and fear as her daddy grabs the fabric of her skirt at her hips. Amanda moans in fear feeling his hands grab hold of her skirt after the groping she just got from him. Tia looks at Jay with a nod of approval and a smile and continues to tell Amanda, "ANYTHING!" Jay suddenly pulls her skirt down to the floor. Her white cotton panties show off her skin so well. Tia drops her mouth in ecstasy seeing their daughter with her skirt off and her ass in the air in front of Jay with his hard cock pointing at it. Amanda squirms and moans from the cold hitting her now exposed thighs. She doesn't know what to think. On one hand she is afraid but on the other she is becoming aroused by the site of her naked mother and father. But even more than that she is becoming unwillingly aroused by what they are doing. Amanda says, "Daddy, what are you doing?!" Amanda squeals a little as he touches her panties and begins to massage her pink pussy through the outside of her panties. The feeling is intense and having her mother hold her down by the wrists makes it even stronger. Jay says, "You're going to get what all bad girls get. A hard spanking...and then...I'm going to fuck you and your mom is going to watch." Amanda begins to resist and struggle but Tia is holding her too tight. Amanda feels her dads hand leave her now wet pussy and suddenly feels the hard slap of his hand spanking her. They watch her flesh jiggle with every slap. Amanda cries out, "PLEASE DADDY NO!" and feels another slap. Amanda cries out in pain and begs, "PLEASE! DON'T! MOMMY, DADDY PLEASE DON'T! STOP!" Tia tells Amanda, "I think you like having your butt spanked! Know what else I think you're going to like?" Amanda continues to beg. Her clit is now swollen and throbbing. Tia says, "I think you are going to like your daddy fucking you." Jay begins to pull Amanda's panties down around her knees. Her white meaty ass has chill bumps as the cold rushes over it. She feels embarrassed and helpless with her body showing. Amanda begs, "PLEASE MOMA DON'T LET DADDY PUT IT IN ME!" Jay begins to caress Amanda's butt and moves his hand over her pussy slowly rubbing it back and forward. Amanda breaths heavily and lets out little yelps. She squirms as he touches her hot swollen pussy. Jay tells Tia, "I think our little girl is getting turned on. Her pussy is getting more wet by the second." Tia says, "I wonder how she would like getting her clit rubbed? Maybe with her little toy? Tia looks at Amanda and says, "Would you like that honey?" Amanda begs them not to as Tia hands the vibrator to Jay. She hears him turn it on and begins to brace herself. Then she feels it touch her outside pussy lips. She doesn't know what to think with her daddy now vibrating her pussy. Jay spreads her pussy lips and touches the toy to her little pink clit. Amanda groans, "OH GOD! PLEASE DADDY! DON'T!" Her pleading slowly turns into simply heavy breathing as he massages it on her clit for a little while. Tia says, "That's right...just enjoy your daddy making your pussy feel good." Jay says, "God you're so tight! I bet it's going to be hard to put my cock in your little pussy." Tia says, "Maybe you need to get it lubed up first? Why don't you two go over to the stairs while I watch her lube your cock with her mouth. I'm going to have some fun with her little toy while I watch." Amanda begins to beg again, "No daddy...please don't make me!" as Jay throws her onto the stairs. He walks over and rips open her button down shirt. Amanda's breasts jump as they are forced on display. Amanda looks at her mother as she begins to play with herself. Then she looks at her dad placing his hard cock in front of her face. Jay orders her, "Put it in your mouth." Amanda moans a little as she tightens up her lips. Tia tells her, "Come on honey, you know he is going to make you suck it anyway. Why not just enjoy the taste?" Tia begins to moan in the background as she enjoys the vibrations on her clit. She loves watching her husband and daughter like this. Jay puts his hand on the back of Amanda's head and grabs her by the hair. Amanda grimaces and says, "OUCH!" Jay pushes her mouth into his cock and begins rubbing his pre cum on her shut lips. Jay tells her, "Open your mouth!" Tia puts the vibrator down and walks to them. Her hips sway seductively as she comes near. Tia says, "You're going to do it whether you want to or not!" Tia begins to slap Amanda's tits over and over. She watches her daughters nipples tighten more with each slap. Tia says, "You want me to stop? You're going to have to suck your daddy's cock! You got him hard like that anyway!" Amanda moans and slowly opens her mouth. She begins to slowly take the head of her dads dick into it. Tia says, "That's a good girl. Go ahead and taste that cock." as Jay pushes Amanda's mouth back and forward over it. Amanda starts to moan with pleasure but tries not to. She is mixed with excitement, arousal, and embarrassment. Jay says to Tia, "You know baby, our little daughter is so tight she may need her pussy lubed up too." Tia says, "Alright, but if I'm going to be sucking on her clit I think I deserve to get mine done too." They both pick up Amanda and walk her to the couch. They sit her down and Jay pushes his cock over her mouth again. This time she opens more easily and doesn't fight so much...she only moans a very little in spite of herself. Tia spreads Amanda's legs and the touch of her tongue to her clit suddenly makes Amanda moan loudly. Amanda feels the powerful strokes of her mothers warm and wet tongue. The sound of her saliva and tongue slapping at her pussy rings in her ears. Jay says, "Get it good and wet baby. I'll return the favor while I fuck her!" Amanda moans while giving a blow job to her dad and having her mom lick and suck on her pussy. The salty taste of pre-cum and the texture of the head and shaft of his cock are exciting to say the least. Tia masturbates her own clit with her fingers and moans into Tia's hips. After a while Jay says, "I think that's enough." Amanda remembers that she isn't supposed to enjoy this and says, "Daddy...please don't put it in me! I'll do anything! Just please don't put your dick in me!" Tia gets up and moves to the back of the couch bringing their daughter with her and holds Amanda by the wrists again. Amanda now sits exposed and blushing on the couch in front of the window. She see's outside through the sheer curtains and feels the warmth of the sun. Then her view is blocked as her dad moves in front of her. His big cock glistens with her own saliva. Tia tells Jay, "I think she wants it...go ahead and fuck your daughter." Jay pushes his cock in slowly while Amanda moans at the sensation. First the ridged tip and then Amanda gasps as the ridge of his penis pushes into her hole. She feels her pussy snap down over the shaft with his head now fully inside her. She lets out a moan as he pushes deeper into her hot. wet body. Jay slowly begins to fuck her. Tia says to Amanda, "Does your daddy's cock feel good?" Amanda says, "No! PLEASE STOP!" While moaning uncontrollably. Even though she secretly can't help but to enjoy it. Tia says, "I think I would rather have you suck on my clit instead of your daddy." Tia pulls her away from her dad to the arm of the chair and leans her head back. Jay repositions and begins to fuck her again. Tia moves her pussy over Amanda and pulls her head and mouth into it. The tangy moist taste brushes Amanda's lips. Tia says, "Go ahead honey, you don't have to pretend. I know you like what you feel. Go ahead and admit it." Amanda says, "No...I...I...can't." and continues to moan. She is bouncing up and down from her dads cock now moving quickly in and out of her sweet little cunt. Tia says, "You don't have to say it right now...just suck my clit if it feels good to get your pussy fucked." Amanda groans because of the conflict in her. Then slowly sticks her tongue out and touches her mothers wet pussy. Tia says, "That's right honey, I know it feels good. It feels good watching it too. You have a really sexy body. It makes mommies pussy very hot. Go ahead and just relax. You don't have to pretend. If you like it then just let go and suck on my clit like I know you want to." Amanda feels her body tighten. Her pussy uncontrollably begins to squeeze her dads erection and she begins to feel what she only felt with her toy. She lets out a loud moan as she begins to cum. Her mouth opens and she quickly presses into her mothers pussy. Amanda is overcome with her orgasm and moans uncontrollably. While feverishly sucking and licking Tia's clit. Tia moans and says, "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM SO FAST!" Jay is so turned on watching his daughter tongue her mothers pussy that he can't take it anymore. He says, "I'm going to cum!" as he feels Amanda having multiple orgasms that squeeze his cock. Her hips grind back and forward helping him go deeper. His daughter is now thrusting her pussy onto his cock herself. Tia says, "GO AHEAD! SHE IS ON THE PILL! SHOOT THAT CUM ALL INSIDE HER!" Jay moans as he cums and Tia tells Amanda, "TAKE IT! TAKE ALL THAT HOT DIRTY CUM IN YOUR PUSSY!" Amanda screams with her last orgasm while sucking her mothers clit. The vibration drives Tia over the edge and she moans loud with her own orgasm. Just like that it's over. They stand over Amanda as she lays on the couch in shock. Her body still feels the aftereffects of her orgasms and her dads cum feels strange as it seeps out of her and runs down her thighs. Tia asks Amanda, "Did you enjoy that honey? From how you were eating my pussy and squirming on your daddy's cock I think you did!" Amanda answers saying, "It felt REALLY good! I liked it...maybe it isn't so bad. I would love to have you guys fuck me again!" Jay says, "If it felt good then you should be happy. We'll talk about it later." Tia says, "Right now go upstairs and get cleaned up...your big sister Emily is going to be home soon." A Family Adventure "Oh God," Claire cried out. "Give me your fucking cum Danny. Shoot it inside me...I wanna feel it squirt in me." "Oh yeah, Mom!" Danny almost screamed as he pounded his dick into Claire. "I'm gonna blow my nut in your hot fucking cunt. Here it comes Mom. I'm gonna cum inside your hot cunt." With that he leanded over her back to get his dick in as far as he could, then reached underneath her to squeeze her dangling tits. "Ugh," Danny grunted, freezing in motion as he squeezed his cum into his mom's pussy. "Aahhhhh..." "Oh God, I feel it Danny. I feel your cum in me. Give it to me, baby. Pump your hot goo into Mommy's cunt." I looked up into Janelle's eyes. "God, I love fucking you baby. Ride Daddy's dick," I moaned. "I want you to cum in me Daddy. I wanna feel you gush inside me like they did." I grabbed my daughter's naked hips and ran my hands all over them as they bounced up and down on my cock. Then I felt my dick throb and tighten inside her hot, wet cunt and it spewed. I thought I was gonna pass out as gush after gush of cum squirted up into my daughter's pussy. "Oh God baby, yes. Daddy's cumming...cumming inside you. Oh shit, honey." "I feel it too Daddy. Oh fuck, it's so hot. I'm cumming too." Her whole body quivered. I reached up and squeezed those luscious tits, then raised up my head and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. "Uuuuuhhhhhhh, uuuuuuuhhhhhhh," my daughter screamed and shuddered as she came on my dick and I sucked her centerfold tits. "Oh God, Daddy, fuck me. Fffuuuuuccccckkkkkkkk mmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee." "Mmmmmmmmmm," I moaned. "Ride my cock baby. I'm cumming deep inside you. God, Janelle, I've always wanted to fuck you. You are so hot, so perfect." Janelle immediately pulled my head to her face, stuck her tongue in my mouth and moaned...as we came together. My dick throbbed as I could feel her spasms die down and her muscles squeezed out the last of my cum. We ended with her sitting in my lap, her legs wrapped around me, my dick softening inside her, and sticking our tongues in and out of each other's mouths like a couple of school kids in heat. I peeked out of the corner of my eye to check on Danny and Claire. She was sucking his still hard cock as he leaned back watching his sister and me with a big smile. A Family Affair They were seated around the dinner table. Yvette's mother and father sat at either end. Her younger, energetic and rather cute, 18 year old brother sat beside the guest, Yvette sat directly opposite her guest, and Yvette's older, yet more corruptible and lanky, 21 year old brother sat beside Yvette. "What's with the feather?" the younger brother asked. The guest, a pretty raven-haired girl picked up the feather lying in front of her, slowly stroking it's length. "I found this today at the beach, just before I saw Yvette actually," she stole a quick glance and a smile at her friend, Yvette smiled back fleetingly before shovelling a forkful of food into her mouth. "What's it from?" the younger brother asked sweetly. "A bird ya dick!" the elder brother teased, showing off for their guest's benefit. She smiled warmly at them both, "A sea eagle I think. It's very soft, very beautiful too, don't you think?" "It's big!" the younger brother exclaimed. Gypsy laughed, "Yes, it is. But I think I should put it under the table till after dinner now, you never know where it's been." She eyed the elder brother. I leant down to place it between my feet. I saw Yvette cross her legs under the table. I slowly sat up and placed a forkful of food into my mouth, letting the fork linger on my lips. Silently I reached out both my legs under the table, and with my feet, quietly, slowly, methodically forced Yvette's legs apart. Yvette coughed. "Honey are you okay?" her mother asked. She coughed again, muttered yes; her face turning a little red. She resumed eating, not daring to lift her eyes to meet mine. The rest of the family continued their conversations. I picked up the feather between my toes, and ran it up Yvette's inner thigh, watching her. She was concentrating hard on her food. "Well I think she can sleep in with Yvette, if that's okay with you honey?" her mothers voice stole into the silent, private and delicious world of foreplay going on under the table. Evidently, Yvette was enjoying herself, she hadn't heard her mother speak. "Yvette?" her father asked and her brother poked her in the arm. Yvette quickly broke from her trance, visibly embarrassed, still not making eye contact with me. "What?" she answered a little too quick and a little too sharp. "I said I think Gypsy can stay in your room. You have the spare bed. It'll be just like a slumber party, you girls can gossip away about boys and make-up and music," her mother seemed pleased. Yvette looked up at her parents. She smiled a small almost nervous smile. "Sure, that's fine" she smiled at her mother. Yvette finally dared to look at me, her smile turning almost cheeky, her voice soft, she asked me, "That's if you don't mind sharing Gypsy?" Yvette had a big comfortable and rather new queen sized bed. It was part of the package her well off parents had recently bought for their daughters birthday. New bed complete with even newer crisp white sheets, pillows and of course matching doona and cover. There were other gifts, but this was among the most practical, and the one Yvette from this night on, would remember the most. On the floor beside the bed, the mother had made up another bed of sorts with the spare but rather thin mattress, and a large collection of sheets, blankets and doona's and way too many pillows. She was over compensating in manchester for the lack of a snug and cosy mattress, and hoped her young daughter's guest would sleep comfortably enough. The mother had quickly and privately entertained the thought that the two girls could share Yvette's new queen bed, but realised that that was a silly idea, they had only just met recently after all, hadn't they? She couldn't quite remember; perhaps Gypsy was Yvette's uni friend, yes, that must have been it. In any case, she thought, my daughter wouldn't want to share her space so quickly, she's a private type of girl, even a bit shy, she mused. When Gypsy came into the bedroom from the bathroom, she found Yvette down on the floor in the spare 'bed'. The dark haired girl looked down at her and smiled. "You know you can have your own bed Yvette! I don't want to take it from you, I'm use to sleeping on the floor anyway!" Yvette was nervous and a little tense. These were strange feelings for her. Why was she nervous? She was a little anxious about impressing her new friend, after all, the raven haired and slim beauty before her was obviously one of the 'cool chicks', and I'm just a bit of a dag really, Yvette thought. There's no bloody way she is sleeping on this bed of bricks mum made when my gorgeous and rather luxurious new bed is right there, she thought. Yvette nodded, "Then this will be a treat for you wont it?" Gypsy laughed, "I guess so. But are you sure?" and added, "Yes! Absolutely!" The two girls laughed, "Okay, okay then. And hey, thanks," the dark haired girl smiled. She really was quite beautiful, Yvette thought. Gypsy then moved to the foot of the bed and slid off her jeans to the floor. Yvette tried to look distracted, Gypsy noticed. Next Gypsy slowly took off her t-shirt, letting it linger longer than necessary around her head, her bare breasts exposed to the room, and especially to Yvette whose glance lingered. Gypsy casually threw the shirt on the floor, standing now in only her undies; they came off next. She looked at Yvette, caught her staring but only smiled at her before speaking. "You don't mind do you? I mean, I don't offend you do I?" she asked softly. Yvette, a little embarrassed, actually felt calmed by Gypsy's voice and honesty. She laughed, "No, no I don't mind at all. You have a really great body Gypsy." Gypsy jumped onto the bed excitedly and giggled, "Thanks girl!" she said, and laid down, her hands behind her head, looking into Yvette's eyes, smiling knowingly. "You know, you do too!" she stated, and before Yvette had a chance to comment, Gypsy planted a wet, warm and soft kiss on her lips. Yvette turned crimson and her eyes opened wide. Gypsy giggled, but she read her new friends body language with the precision of a map maker, sensed the electricity sparking from her friends skin, and took the opportunity to kiss her again. This kiss was open mouthed, and more forceful, and as Gypsy slipped in her tongue, it was an eager tongue that met hers back. The two girls wasted no time in becoming heavily involved in each other's passionate kisses. Neither of them broke away to look into the other's eyes, to gasp for air, to acknowledge what was occurring between them. Instead, the two girls immersed themselves in the moment, immersed themselves in each other, became lost in the passion of one another's kisses. Their bodies became one as each ignited in the other sparks of erotic energy that pulsated around them, inside them, and through each other. Gypsy took the lead and it were her hands that first began their exploration around her friends body. Her hands gently glided over Yvette's velvety soft skin of her tummy and moved slowly, carefully up to her breast. Gypsy felt the tummy tighten underneath her touch, heard the sharp intake of breath, and suddenly Yvette was kissing Gypsy harder, deeper and fuller on the lips than before. "You feel beautiful," Gypsy whispered. Yvette breathed heavily, "So do you," she said. Gypsy's hands manoeuvred their way effortlessly around the other girls body, touching at her breasts, tweaking at her nipples, stroking at her thigh - soft indications of pleasure coming frequently from her friend. Gypsy undressed Yvette, then climbed gently on top, mounting her so as their furry pussy's were touching. Gypsy sat atop Yvette, showing off her pert little breasts, her tiny little waist, and the smile that gave way to the pleasure she herself was both giving and receiving. Yvette reached up to cup her pert breasts and began to gently massage them. From her pussy, she pushed up and against Gypsy so their pubic mounds ground against each others - Yvette could feel the warmth, she could feel the wetness; their wetness. Gypsy sighed aloud with each squeeze of her breast, as she moved upon her friend, writhing and squirming. She relaxed down on top of Yvette so their chests, their breasts, their warm soft skin was touching, and they kissed. They kissed deep and hard again, this time, fucking each others wetness with an animalistic ferociousness that was both hard and fast, yet passionate and intimate. Gypsy didn't want Yvette to experience an orgasm in this way however, and soon she unstraddled from her friend, and went down on her instead. Yvette cried out, "Oh dear fucking god!" and grabbed firmly at Gypsy's hair, her face disappearing into her moist pussy. Yvette soon felt a new incredible sensation that caused her to cry out in ecstasy as Gypsy's tongue slipped deep inside. Gypsy's tongue lapped eagerly at the squirming wet vagina in her face, she licked the outer pink lips swollen with lust, began licking at the inner lips hot with desire, before plunging deep into her friends dark hole pulsating with want. With deft fingers, she parted the vaginal lips as wide as she could before seeking out the clitoris. With her entire mouth, she found the little button and sucked on it, Yvette's back arching, her legs spreading further, her gasps loud and fast and quick. Gypsy continued sucking, licking, flicking, fucking the little clitoris, feeling it grow with her touch. With her friends hole wide open, Gypsy now inserted a finger. A moan of delight escaped from above her, so she continued, and inserted another. With two long fingers sliding so easily in and out of Yvette's wide open and wet pussy, Gypsy attempted a third and then a forth finger. She cupped her fingers together, and gently finger fucked her friend, slowly at first, before building up the speed, the depth, the penetration. Yvette's legs now opened wider, and Gypsy could see that she was clutching at her own breasts. As Yvette breathed out in one almighty sigh, Gypsy pushed her whole tightened little fist deep into her friends cunt. She pushed it in further, and back out, twisting her arm while penetrating her friend. Her friend gasping and crying out in a heady mix of obvious pleasure and a little pain. Gypsy asked if she were okay, she cried out for her not to stop. Gypsy continued pushing, in and out, sliding, fisting her friend. She continued to lick at her friends swollen clit, and soon her friend called out that she was cuming. Gypsy took her fist from within her friends pussy and as soon as she felt the convulsions of pleasure beneath her, she placed her mouth over Yvette's now surging mound. Yvette came hard in Gypsy's face, and Gypsy licked and sucked it all up, tasting the sweet fluids flowing from between her friends thighs. When Yvette finally stopped convulsing and shuddering, she collapsed back on the bed, her breathing slowly returning to a regular pace. Gypsy flopped beside her; the girls lay in silence. It didn't last long, as Yvette let out a little giggle, followed by Gypsy's giggle, and then both girls erupted in joyous laughter. "I'll be right back" Gypsy kissed Yvette on the cheek and got up out of bed; she needed the bathroom. I was busting for the loo but someone was in there. I waited outside the door. The toilet flushed and the door opened. Mark, the older brother walked out. I startled him. He jumped. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He laughed, "Shit man," he breathed heavily, "But hey, that's cool" "Well, hurry up then, come on, I'm busting!" He remained in the doorway and grinned cheekily at me. "And what if I don't?" "I'll piss my pants is what!" He laughed, and then moved closer to me. He softly whispered, "Mmmmmm, careful, you know that turns me on real bad" "Does it just?" I asked. "You know, it doesn't surprise me to think me pissing in my pants will make you cum in yours" He grabbed my arm and forced it into his crotch, he was hard, and big. I smiled at him. "You're right you know" he held my arm tight and pulled me into his room, and threw me roughly onto the bed, still with a firm grip. He began to kiss my arm, my hand, licking and then sucking on my fingers. "Oh man, you taste like pussy!" he exclaimed. "I just fucked myself," I lied. "You what?" he cried, "But my sister?" "She was asleep." Another easy lie. "Oh fuck me, you're an animal." "I really need to go piss you know," I was uncomfortable. "No, I want you to do it on me." "What?" He rolled me over on top of him. He then squirmed his way beneath me till his face was in my pussy. "Fuck my face!" he ordered. "But I'll piss on you!" "Do that too." "Are you sure? "Yes." His tongue flickered in and out over me in a premature greed to make me come. I was uncomfortable, so I manoeuvred us into a 69 position. I grabbed his dick between my breasts and began massaging them. My cunt was still buried in his face. It wasn't going to take me long to wee, and from his noises and the sudden growth in his dick, it wasn't long before he was going to cum. "I'm going to cum real soon," he stammered, confirming my suspicion. "That good, 'cause I'm gunna piss real soon too." I pushed hard into his face and suddenly felt a warm squirt. He groaned, ordered for more, and pressed harder against me, pushing his face and tongue deep into my wet cunt. I pushed again and this time pissed harder onto his face. His groan was so loud and deep, I felt him throbbing, the time had come. As I let go with a stream of warm, sweet smelling pee into his face, I noticed that I too was in the midst of an orgasm. As I continued to pee onto him, he exploded between my breasts, convulsing, pushing; his dick squirting out hot cum that shot out over my nipples and dribble down my body. I convulsed on top of his face, squirting, coming, and fucking him hard as all control was lost in those seconds of abandonment and bliss. After a quick wash, some sheet changing and bed rearranging, he fell asleep, so I got up and headed back to Yvette's room. I must have miscalculated the door, as when I opened it, I walked into the younger brothers room. He was awake and I managed to startle him too! His bed lamp was on and he was reading a magazine, which he quickly shoved under the covers. "Oh sorry Ben!" I whispered and started to back out the door. "No, don't go," he called back to me. I lingered in the doorway. "Come in" he said. "What are you doing up so late?" I asked He smiled cheekily, "Reading." "Oh yeah, reading what?" I asked suspiciously. He pulled the magazine from under the covers. It was a well flicked through copy of a porn magazine. I laughed. "Oh, I see" "Can I ask you a question?" Ben said. I nodded. He looked right at me, almost through me, "Will you suck me off?" I gasped and coughed, nearly choking on the spittle I had suddenly sucked down. I was dumbstruck. His honesty was a turn on, but I couldn't help and laugh at my own slight embarrassment. He noticed this and sat up in bed, "Look, I've never had one right?" he started on his case. "My mates all have, some of them are even doin' it with their girlfriends, but all I can do is wank" he was so candid! Very cute. I smiled at him. He looked at me, "Look," he said, and threw back the covers revealing his naked bottom half, "I'm ready!" his little erection sticking up proudly, boldly into the air. That was it, I was turned on again. I went slowly over to him and grabbed his legs pulling him over to the edge of the bed, his legs dangling over the side. I looked into his eyes, he looked so calm, not nervous; ready. "I'm leaving the light on so I can watch" he told me excitedly. "Sure, " I answered, "No problem," then added, "You know, if this is your first time, you may cum really quickly." His smile was huge, "Yeah, I know." "Well, how about you tell me just before you do, then I can stop, and start again. It'll make the process last, a lot longer." He grinned a huge grin, "Okay, cool!" he exclaimed. I went straight to his firm little penis and gave it a long hard lick with my tongue. He moaned loudly at the same time jumping a little. I licked the inside, back again to the front, and then headed down to his balls. This made him jump and quiver again. I kept licking at his balls, taking them into my mouth, they were only small so I could, then I grabbed his dick in my hand and started to stroke it. After a while of stroking and pulling, I went back with my mouth to his dick. I took the tip first onto my lips, tracing around them as if he were my lipstick. Slowly, bit by bit, I took him further and further into my mouth, sucking, licking with my tongue, flicking, tasting him. He moaned again and then suddenly he grabbed both sides of my head with his hands. He pushed me down further on him so as I nearly gagged. I hadn't expected that. He was a little rough, but figuring it was his first time, I let him think he had the power. He pushed my head up and down on his hardened little cock with vigour, and soon I realised he was trying to fuck my mouth. He began to thrust into me, holding my head at the same time, pushing me hard onto him, thrusting hard into me. I kept on sucking and licking at him as best I could. Suddenly he sat up on the edge of the bed and really began to fuck into my mouth. I could hear him whispering to me, "Yeah that's it, suck me bitch." I laughed, but still let him assume control, he was obviously turned on by it. His moaning grew more frequent, louder; his thrusting harder, hard enough for me to hold onto his thighs for some support and to try and keep him from deep throating me! Soon his thrusting grew frantic and he called out that he was going to cum. I could taste it already. I tried to pull back from him but he grabbed hold of my head with both hands from behind and held me tight onto his growing cock. "Swallow me bitch!" he suddenly called and as he thrust and pushed into me. I felt a warm, salty gush rocket into my mouth. He was cuming in my mouth, thrusting deep into me, I couldn't get away as the semen gushed out of him and into me, dripping down and out of the sides of my mouth, the rest I swallowed so I could breathe. He was still thrusting and pushing into me for what seemed an eternity, holding on tight to my head, he was shuddering. Finally spent, he threw himself back on the bed. I wiped the cum from my face and mouth on his sheets and patted his legs. "So baby, how was that then?" I asked gently. "Oh my god, that was fucking brilliant!" he whispered between pants. I left the room, turned off the light and shut the door gently behind me. I still had the taste of him in my mouth, the smell of him in my hair, the sight of his little dick in my mind. I giggled and attempted to go to bed. By now I was really tired, exhausted in fact. After coming out of a lit room, the hallway I was in was pitch black, and I really didn't know where I was. I had already made one mistake with the rooms and ended up in the wrong one - and now I really had no idea where Yvette's room was. I felt like I had just been come home from the pub, been blindfolded and spun around in a strange and darkened room, and then told to go find a needle in a haystack. Perhaps I was exaggerating, but in any case, I didn't know where to go. All I could think to do was feel along the hall way for a light switch, or a door, something, anything. I began slowly and quietly, soon a door handle found my searching hands, I opened it and stretched out my arms - linen cupboard. Damn. I thought I could hear a noise, a little way down the hall, perhaps it was Yvette snoring. I walked slowly toward the noise and suddenly a tiny spray of light filtered out from underneath the door. Thank god, it had to be Yvette, she probably heard me wandering around lost and has left her light on for me - like a beacon in the dark - such a gorgeous thoughtful girl. I must remember to fuck her silly tomorrow for this one. A Family Affair Louise and I watched the man from the time he entered the restaurant. She was not a virgin and neither, of course, was I. Freddie said he would not marry a virgin, and I really thought I wanted to get married more than anything. That was before Jay. He was about six feet tall, sandy brown hair, with just the touch of a moustache and goatee. As he got closer and removed his sunglasses, I saw his blue, blue eyes. His white polo shirt was stretched across an expanse of chest, with just the slightest bit of hair showing at the open neck. His arms and legs were very brown from lots of outdoor play. Louise opened the next two buttons of her blouse to expose more tittie, and we argued about which of us would take him first, when he walked toward our table and sat down next to us. She tossed a coin in the air and I whispered, "heads!" Lincoln showed his copper face on the white tablecloth. Louise kicked me in the shins and said, "You have to share. You have to." I nodded. It took very little time for him to start a conversation. He did notice Louise and her titties, but he kept looking into my eyes as he spoke, and my cunt was wetter than wet. I hoped his cock was swollen. We discovered that we had rooms in the hotel right next to each other. "Oh," said Louise. So that's where the adjoining door goes – to your room. How fortuitous..." Jay and I spent the day on the beach in the water, his wedding band glistening in the sun. Louise spent the day sunbathing by the pool. He was a wonderful kisser, and kept his arms around me. I did not realize it at the time, but he paved the way for me to want only married men -- and for that I am eternally grateful. The three of us had dinner together, sharing idle chit-chat. Jay pretended he was just a really nice guy, not interested in fucking, or pulling down my panties and playing with my cunt, yet while I sat across from him at the table (not right next to him, like Louise), his toe was parked between my thighs, keeping me stimulated. He was very cordial to both of us. We returned to our separate rooms for the night, and Louise was adamant. We were not only sisters, we were best friends, and we shared everything. "Give him the drops!" she said. "I know. I know. I promise. Just let me have him to myself for a little while. If I can tell he can go the distance, I'll make sure he drinks the water. I'll open the door when he's asleep." I put on my prettiest sheer nightie with no panties, and tried the adjoining door. Yes! He had unlocked it from the other side. Jay was an incredible lover. Nothing at all like Freddie, who now, in retrospect, was dull and flat; demanding. Five-minute Freddie was no match for ...whew...Jay. When Jay buried his face in my cunt, my engagement was totally off. I remember telling him I was afraid of getting pregnant, but what did I know. He told me I was safe. Ha. Safe? Jay had no idea just how fertile I was. All I wanted to do was fuck him. My only experience with Freddie was that fucking was the ultimate sex. Jay taught me how to play in bed. He pulled at my clit with his fingers, softly, gently...and sucked it, too, moving his tongue all around, slowly, until I felt my thighs clamp around his head in uncontrollable spasms. He made me feel like a woman. And then he fucked my cunt from behind, holding on to my ass, for the wildest ride of my life. Yep, Freddie was history. I got out of bed to clean myself in his bathroom, and came back to him with the glass of water for Louise. Jay drank it right now and was asleep in a matter of minutes, but not before he kissed me goodnight. I knew it would be the last time I saw him in a conscious state. I opened the adjoining bedroom door, and Louise trotted in, totally naked, carrying her Polaroid. "Oh...Darlene! He must be incredible! Look at you! You're glowing. I want him now," she whispered. "I don't think you're going to get anything out of him for awhile, Sweetie. He's just run a marathon with me." "No? Watch this, Girl." She loved to suck cock more than she loved to fuck. I thought it was a phase. Oh, Louise was very, very good. She kissed his mouth first, and ran her tongue over his lips. Jay never stirred, even when she giggled. I moved back to the bed. I wanted to play, too. "Suck with me," she said. "He's yummy." I put my mouth on the head of his cock, licking and sucking, while she feather-stroked his balls. He was hard in a very short time. I tasted more pre-cum at the head. He tasted wonderful. I had never sucked Freddie. This was a first. "Lay in his arms, Darlene, and I'll shoot a photo of the two of you!" I snuggled up against Jay and wrapped his arm around me, pulling his head toward my neck as though he was snuggling. I threw my leg over his thigh, resting against his erection. "Now, take one of me, Sweetie!" Darlene mounted his cock and began to fuck. "Ohhhhhhh, my god! Ohhh, my god!" Darlene moaned. I took a shot of her from behind, her little cunt wrapped around his beautiful cock, her ass in the air...and then he came inside her. It was a wonderful show, with just the moonlight filtering in through the window. We cleaned him up, and took turns sucking him for the next hour. He really was wonderful, even asleep. We were packed and out of the motel by five the next morning. We both delivered on the same day nine months later. Louise was too free of a spirit to keep her daughter, and I was too young to keep both. I wish I knew where my niece is today. My son, Jeffery Jameson ("JJ") is the proud father of twin boys, and a very good husband. I still fuck only married men. I prefer it that way. They spoil me rotten. A Family Affair Tommy had just come in from hanging out with Fred and Sammy, listening to rap and drinking illegal beers and fighting the summertime blues in dear old Charleston. The drive out to the Oaks, his aunt's sprawling plantation estate, had cooled him off enough so that the main house's air conditioning gave him a little thrill of a chill. He was about to go upstairs when he saw that there was a light on in the 'library' as Circe called the large recreational room that faced the pool area behind the house. He walked back and was surprised to see Circe, his aunt, sitting in one of the large overstuffed chairs. It wasn't the drink in her hand that surprised him, because his aunt certainly enjoyed her evening libation. That, however, usually took place before dinner, not at eleven o'clock at night. Still, that also wasn't the surprise. It was her outfit, or lack of one, that got his attention. Circe was clad in a sheer black, lacy negligee and from what he could tell, very little else. "Ahem. Good evening, Circe. You're up late, aren't you?" "Of course I'm up late. What you're hinting at is that I'm up late and drinking and you're right. Come in and join me. Would you like a drink?" "A real drink?" "Of course. Why would I be offering a drink to you at this hour?" "Uh, sure, I'd love a real drink. I'll get myself a Scotch in that case. Is there... some special ... occasion you're celebrating here?" "No... well, yes, I guess it is special" She sat, sipping her drink, while Tommy went to the bar and poured himself a glass of single-malt. "I see you've already learned to appreciate the finer things. That's good, because you should, being the scion of the family and future leader of our clan. Where's your sister tonight?" "Tamara? She's out with Sarah, somewhere, I suppose. I don't keep tabs on her social life. We're twins, not lovers." He laughed at his joke, but stopped when his aunt didn't seem to appreciate it. "Are you going to tell me what we're celebrating?" "We're celebrating your birthday, idiot. You finally turned eighteen last week and it's time for your birthday present." "You already gave me a birthday present, Circe. The watch, it was a really great birthday present and I'm wearing it now. You're giving me another present?" "Me? No, I'm not giving you another present. I am your birthday present." She stood up slowly and put her drink down on the table beside her chair. There was an odd expression on her face for a moment, but then she seemed to shrug it off. "I'm your father's birthday present to you for turning eighteen. I'm your plaything for all summer." He stood there stunned, his drink forgotten, as he looked at her lush body and full breasts with those rosy nipples that showed so proudly erect through her negligee. Circe walked slowly across the room and took his drink and placed it on a table. He'd seen his aunt around the pool often, lounging in her bikini. Truthfully, he'd thought it would be great to have a go at her, but he'd dismissed those thoughts as teenage daydreams! "Are you going to tell me you haven't thought about having me? I thought all Southern lads lusted after their sisters and aunts. Haven't you ever thought about it?" "Uh, well, yeah, yeah, I won't lie about it. I've had dreams about ... about having a... getting it on with you... and with Tamara, too." "Your sister? Why am I not surprised, knowing our family? Anyway, I'm not Tamara's birthday present. I'm yours. Now, since she isn't here what about me is it that you like?" "Well, damn! Well, you're hot, you've got a hot body and you don't mind showing it off around me ... and others... Listen, is this really for real?" His aunt just smiled at him and let her negligee gape open slightly. "Holy shit..." Her full breasts were partially visible as was a darkness that had to be a slender line of shaved pubic hair! "Just... just what did you mean about you being my dad's birthday present to me?" "Just that, I'm afraid. Your father said I was to be your coming-of-age present for the entire summer, to do with as you want." "You're talking about Dad, my father, your brother? He said I could have you to do anything I want with? Are you serious? No, I can see you're serious, but do you always do what he tells you to do?" "Yes. Yes, I do. Tommy, you have to know that your father controls all the wealth that this family has and those in the family who don't obey him don't enjoy any of the benefits of being a family member. But I've always had to do whatever your father wants. My father gave me to Randy, your father, when he turned eighteen. It's a family tradition." "Circe, is this some kind of weird, crazy joke? You're telling me that Dad has been ... he's been having you, literally having you to take to bed since you were eighteen? This is so... wild! Crazy! And now you're telling me he's given you to me to... to do whatever I want to with you? You mean that if I strip down and tell you to get down on your knees and do me, that you'll do it?" "There's only one way to be sure, I suppose. Are you telling me to do you?" Tommy laughed and said an emphatic yes. He quickly stripped off his clothes and stood naked before his aunt. "All right! Drop the robe, Circe!" She did as he'd ordered and stood before him, nude, her dark nipples and narrow strip of dark pubic hair showing against her tanned body. He reached out slowly and cupped both of her breasts, letting his fingers play with her nipples. He laughed again when he felt them swell beneath his caresses. "This is marvelous! This is the birthday present to end all birthday presents! Open your legs, Circe." He swallowed hard as he watched her obey and he got hard as he let his hand trail down over the swell of her belly and through her wisp of pubic hair. She gave a little gasp as his fingers found her clit and teased across the tender lips of her clit. With his other hand he pulled her to him, her breasts pressing against his bare chest, her lips opening to receive his kiss and his tongue. He was thrilled when her tongue came between his lips. After a long, hot kiss he leaned back and looked at her. "I'm going to try you out! I'm going to see just how far you'll go. Get down on your knees, Circe, and do me." She stepped back and knelt down on the deep carpet and looked up at him as she took his cock and guided it to her lips. Then it was Tommy's turn to gasp as she kissed, licked and nibbled on his erect cock. When she took it into her mouth and began to suck and rock back and forth he thought he'd died and gone to sex-heaven. He'd never had such pleasure before, just quick things with various chicks, and none since he and his sister had come to stay the summer in Charleston with Circe. He felt his excitement mounting and pulled her head back and raised her to her feet. "We're going to your bedroom. I don't know what's going on, but if you're going to obey me then I'm going to have you, totally. Do you really mean you've been getting it on with Dad since you were eighteen?" "He's been getting it on with me since I was eighteen. Plus, he's loaned me out to ... others, company execs he's doing deals with. I'm not sure he told all of them they could have me or just told me to make myself available to them. It doesn't matter, anyway. I've been the cherry on the top of a number of big mergers and deals of his, not to mention all the times he's been in my bed or I've been in his. Don't think I'm ... well, I guess you can think I'm an incestuous whore, but I like how I live and I don't want to test your father's patience so I do as I'm bid. I've always been doing as I'm told, at least by him. Now I'm yours and now I'm going to take you to my bed and see if I can't spend the night screwing your young brains out. Tommy, you have to know that you're a young hunk and since I'm given to you I intend to enjoy every minute of your having me to play with. Do you really think I'm hot? That's so sweet. You know I'm still under forty and I've got a number of years of fun and games left in me." "Well, damn sure you're hot and what's going to be in you right now is me! Take me to your bed, wench and screw my brains out if you can!" She took his hand and led him to her bedroom. When they got there he picked her up and tossed her onto the king-size bed and laughed as he watched her breasts bounce. He lay down and she began to rain kisses up and down his body, stopping occasionally to go down on his cock. Tommy put her down on her back and did the same to her and when his lips teased the lips of her clit she moaned and grabbed his head and held him there until he used his tongue to first, massage her little love button and then to go as deep into her as he could. When they were both as hot as they could be she pulled him down onto his back and straddled his hips, guiding his cock until it touched her clit. Tommy made her rock back and forth, letting the head of his cock stroke her until she couldn't stand it. "Oh Hell, you torturing young bastard; please, let me have it!" He laughed and pulled her slowly down as his cock slid into her wetness and Circe moaned and shuddered as she began slowly rising and falling, impaled on her nephew's cock while his hands played with her breasts and nipples. They rocked and thrust until the room was filled with their grunts, groans and passion-fueled cries. He came first, but Circe kept pumping, riding his cock up and down until she reached her own climax. She fell into his arms, his cock still inside her. "You are quite a coxsman, Tommy, for someone just eighteen years old. Thank you for a delightful ride. I'm yours to do with and if that's a sample of how you do, then I might want to sign up for a longer term engagement. I love having a young stud plumb my depths." "You're going to be plumbed a lot, my dear Aunt Circe. You are going to be a regular in my bed all the way through college so you'd better be ready to travel. Is Dad still having your sweet ass or am I getting you entirely for myself?" "Your father still takes me out for a run whenever he's in town, Tommy. He didn't give me to you for all time, remember? I'm on loan for the summer." "Don't worry, I'll work on him for you coming to me while I'm in college. I'm sure I can convince him. After all, I'm the heir-apparent, as you say?" "Yes, but your father is still the king and you'd better remember that." "Well, of course, but for the summer I'm telling you that you aren't to tell him anything I've said, now and in the future. You're mine, remember, Circe, and by mine I mean mine. We don't want to get into the whips and shackles thing, do we? Or do we? I've never tried bond, and stuff; it might be fun." He rolled over and slid out of her. "There's another thing I've been thinking. As good as you are, I want more. I want Tamara and Sarah." "You greedy young bastard! You got me and now you want me to deliver my own daughter and your sister into your bed and you tell me right after having me in my own bed? You think I'm going too..." "You're right, Circe, I'm a rotten, greedy, young bastard, just like my father and since I am this is something you're going to do. Don't tell me that dear old Dad isn't going to let me have my own sister, since he's still doing his and giving her away like a party favor. You're going to explain the facts of life to those two and you're going to convince them that it's part of our family's history and they have little choice in the matter. It's their choice to stay and enjoy the family's generosity or hit the streets and sell their sweet little asses for their daily bread. Are you going to fight me on this? If so, we're going to need some of the whips and shackles here tonight, dear sweet Circe." "You are your rotten bastard father's rotten bastard son, Tommy. I had no idea that beneath that sweet egocentric exterior was a true user and abuser. If I get you your sister do you have to have my daughter as well? Can you be satisfied with..." "Circe, I want them both. Nothing less. As a matter of fact I want them both together. For now we'll introduce them to the family custom. After all, Sarah turns eighteen tomorrow and Tammy is already there. I'm sure you aren't telling me that the family tradition isn't in store for them are you?" She looked down at her sweating, naked body alongside his and gave a small sigh. "No, no I'm not going to tell you that. I've already had instructions from your father to prepare the girls for him. It's little difference, I suppose, which of you gets them first. I'll have to talk to them sooner rather than later. Thy will be done, my master." "I like that, being your master. Now, since we're rested, let's see if you can encourage me to get it up again, because this time I'm going to be on top and I'm going to ride you like you are a rodeo bronco. You're going to be my fucking bronco, Circe, so go ahead and go down on me, lover." "Yes, master." She lowered her head down to his still-slick cock and began to kiss and lick it. Tommy laughed as he felt himself begin to come erect. They made love two more times that night before Circe claimed exhaustion and begged to be allowed to sleep. In the morning when Maybelle, the cute young Afro-American maid brought Circe's coffee she saw two heads on the pillows. This wasn't that unusual, but when the male head rose up she saw it was Tommy. "Oh Lord! Ms. Circe's done robbed the cradle again! I suppose you wants coffee too." "Well, Maybelle, I do want coffee, but when I'm here in bed with Circe I want you to serve our coffee in the nude, bare naked, do you understand? Now I'm sure that Circe here will tell you the same thing, so why don't you give her the coffee while you're taking off your uniform. I've always wanted to see that dark body of yours." He looked at her a moment. "Of course you don't have to do it. You can just quit this job and go somewhere without a reference and find another. If you stay we're going to get better acquainted. I'm sure I don't have to explain, do I?" "Ms. Circe, do I have to do what this rude boy says? I mean, do I have to do it to keep my job?" "Maybelle, I'm sorry, but I'm as much his plaything as you're going to be, I'm afraid. He can make me do whatever he wishes and that means ordering me to order you. If you want to stay you'd better start undressing. Apparently he's planning to have every nubile female in this house serving as his lover for the summer." "I don't want to give up this job, Ms. Circe. So if you say I got to do it then I guess I got to do it." She went back for another cup of coffee and when she came back she stood there and undid the buttons down the front of her uniform. It fell to the floor leaving her in her bra and panties. He licked his lips at his private strip-tease performance. The bra came off and she held her breasts up for his inspection, the dark areoles of her nipples standing out against her dark skin. "This what I'm supposed to do?" She looked at his grinning face and sighed. She hooked her thumbs into the panty top and shoved them down her legs. Her dark pubic patch was a perfect triangle that pointed at what he wanted. She was nude, her slender black body standing taunt as an equally nude Tommy got out of bed and walked over to her. As his hands came up to her breasts Circe asked her if she was on birth-control pills. "Yes, ma'am, I am, thank goodness. Cause I don't want no little baby following me around asking where's it's daddy!" She gave a gasp as his fingers played with her nipples, and then slid over her body and into her as well. "Oh, Lordy! Oh! You might... oh! You might do what you want, but I'm never gonna call you my 'master'! That's one thing I won't do, even to keep this damn job!" "You can call me Tommy as long as you come when I call you. Now, why don't you get down on your knees and we'll compare your technique to Circe's. I think I'm going to become a connoisseur of head jobs this summer!" "You a real bastard, just like your old man! He had my ass off and on all last summer when he was coming and going down here. Are you going to pay me for my time?" "Did he?" "Well... no, but Ms. Circe gave me a bonus." "Earn it, Maybelle, earn it." He laughed as she dropped to her knees in front of him. Afterwards, he took her doggie-style, from the rear. When he held her he could smell her dark, musky perfume. "That was very nice, Maybelle, and we're going to do it again. I'll be having my morning coffee in whichever bed I'm sleeping in and you'll be serving it in the same costume you're wearing now. You're not as experienced as Circe, but you've got enthusiasm and that counts for a lot." Suddenly he laughed. His aunt grimaced, "I have a feeling I'm going to hate it when you laugh like that, Tommy." "I hates it to, Ms. Circe, that laugh of his. It be pure bad." "That's me, 'Totally Bad Tommy'! And I thought this was going to be a really dull summer. I really owe my old man a big one. But you two remember, what goes on at the Oaks stays at the Oaks, understand? No talking to anyone about what we do this summer." The two of them looked at each other and sighed and then nodded agreement. It was going to be a long, hot, over-sexed summer. They spoiled it by giving each other a slight smile as they looked at the well-hung young man lying on his aunt's bed. "Maybelle, Circe, a question? Have either of you gone girl-on-girl before?" Circe sighed and nodded, yes, as Maybelle looked at her with big eyes. "Is there anything you aren't going to make us do this summer?" "Can't say, but probably not, because I've just stumbled into this marvelous good fortune of mine. I've got to call the old man and say thank you for what he's given me, though. Don't want to appear not to appreciate the best present I ever had. I'll tell him about Maybelle, too. But not the girls, because I don't have them yet. You're going to fix that, Circe, aren't you?" "If I have to I'll talk to them, but I can't guarantee..." "You will deliver, dear auntie, or I'm going to put some stripes on that fair white ass of yours. Have you ever been whipped on your bare ass, Circe? Tell me about it." "Damn it. Yes. Yes, I've had my bare ass whipped before. Several times, in fact. Your dear father, if I don't do something as fast as he wants, used to take a yardstick to my ass. One of his 'friends', on a sailboat cruise in the Caribbean had me tied across the cabin-top and striped my ass so I couldn't sit down for a week, because I wouldn't do it with him and another ... never mind. I ... I also have an ... appointment, next week. With my mistress... I've joined a ... club and they've got an... initiation thing that I have to do..." "Circe! Have you joined a secret sex-club? I can't believe it! Of course I'll go with you!" "I... I .. don't know if they'll agree to let you..." "We won't ask, Circe, forgiveness being easier than permission, you know." A FAMILY AFFAIR CH. 02 That afternoon, Circe met with Tamara and Sarah, and to say they were shocked was putting it mildly, but Sarah did finally admit that she'd known of her mother and brother's 'affair' for a number of years, and though it disturbed her she had tried to ignore it. Both girls first swore they'd rather sell themselves on the street rather than submit. Circe stopped them by offering to take them down to Charleston's Red Light district and show them what the street really looked like. The teary-eyed girls finally admitted that they weren't going to do anything so drastic, but were going to find some other method to resist. "Resisting is something to think about, but I have to remind you that all you have is your word against the males of this family, nothing better. And even if you should be so rash as to go public with this, please remember that I'm going to be put right beside you, denying everything you say. I gave up my ideas of rebellion long ago and I've grown too accustomed to my daily comforts to entertain the idea of losing everything at this stage of my life. A Family Affair "Your choices are to submit with as good grace as you can manage or get out of family life. Fighting isn't going to work. Tamara, you're first impulse is to run to your mother, I know, but you have to know she's not going to help. Martha knows all about your father and me since before you were born. She lords it over me when we're alone, that she's the queen and I'm the harem slut! She's off living with her current paramour on the generous allowance your father provides. She isn't going to lift a finger to save you if it jeopardizes her soft life. You hardly see her more than a few times a year anyway, so why do you think she's going to turn into the 'mother of the year' to save you? You've got to know about her many affairs, but you don't know that your father has 'lent' her out on numerous occasions in support of his business partners. She's as good looking as ever, you know. I have to say I really hate the bitch. So, what I'm telling you is the sorry truth about this family. You don't have to submit, but you're giving up all this if you don't." Moist-eyed, they left their aunt behind as they fled upstairs in anger and fear, but once there the reality of their situation was apparent to both of them. "Sarah, our only hope is to get ourselves rich husbands of our own so we can get clear of this family cesspool we're in!" "Crap! You and I know that we're not going to find rich husbands, not at our ages! There's plenty of rich young guys our age who'd be willing to shack up with us for as long as we fucked them, but they're not going to marry us! They're too busy working on their MBAs and you can't be stupid enough to think we'd interest today's rock stars for more than a few weeks of being a groupie! We can easily get married to fortune hunters, but even they won't stick around if we're out on our asses without a penny or a pot to pee in! I don't know about you, cousin, but I'm going to give Tommy and your Dad what they want. I know it's harder for you, being it's your brother and your own father, but you have to do what you're willing to do. Think about it, my sweet cousin, before you jump off that bridge. It's not like we're either one of us virgins so what are we talking about here, other than being in female servitude with a very good expense account. One way to look at it is that we're just going to be spreading out legs for different people. And yeah, I know, they're really weird, really deviate people, except for Tommy. I hate to admit it but I've always had a yen for my dear cousin, but I was too chicken to do anything about it. Truthfully? If he'd cornered me before this, I would have dragged him off to the nearest bed and crawled his sweet ass!" "Sarah!" "Hey, are you going to try to tell me you have never once thought about taking your luscious brother into your bed and screwing him into tomorrow? Never? Not even once?" "Oh.... Screw you! ... Crap. Yes! Okay, there have been times when I've woken up wet and remembered that it was my stupid brother I was getting it on with! So, does that make me...." "It makes you a brother-lover, so you're now going to get your fantasy-wish come true in spades, Cousin!" "Damn it to hell! All right, I'll be.. I'll be honest, it's been more than a dream. I have had thoughts about what it would be like to have Tommy on top of me, but I thought it would be my choice, not something dictated from on high! And yeah, of course I know all about my mom and her lovers, but I never had a clue about dad and Circe. Shit! I guess I'm more naïve than I thought I was... Sarah, you mean you're just going to give Tommy whatever he wants? Are you even going to wait for him to tell you or are you saying you're going to jump him first?" "No, I'm not going to jump him or hump him, you ass. I may be selling my ass, but I'm going to wait until I'm told to by him or your dad. Don't volunteer, 'cause you may be offering more than what might have been asked of you." "Right. Don't volunteer. Okay. Me, too, Sarah. We're agreed." Tommy went off to make his call to his father. "Son, good to hear from you. I wonder, does this have anything to do with your late birthday present?" "Dad, you could have knocked me over with a feather! When Circe stood up and told me she was mine to play with I thought my dreams had come through! She's one sweet piece and I would never have suspected that you were having her all this time. I want to say thank you in every way and over again! You've really made my summer." "Son, it's more than that. It's an old family tradition and I'm glad you're taking it so well. This has been going on ever since we became the richest and most ruthless bastards in the Southland. For at least three generations our women have been ours to do with as we see fit. All must bow down the head of the family; all must obey his every order. There's one thing you need to accept and get behind you and that is the fact that I'm going to also have your sister and your cousin. I know that you may feel different about Tamara, she being your twin and all, but you're going to have to accept that she's just as much a part of this as your aunt and mother." "Mom? You mean Mom is part of this... this..." "Correct, Son. She sleeps with who I tell her to. When she's on her own with her silly paramours I don't care a bit, but she's not allowed to have anyone other than who I select. So, yeah, I do have approval rights over who those paramours are. We're not going to have the family held up to blackmail because she's got the hots for someone stupid enough to try to use her against the family. There's a little ... ceremony, a rite-of-passage thing, that we, the males of the family go through, but I'll explain that to you later. In the meantime, take care of those two little peaches and watch over them for me." "Uh, you mean... Tamara and Sarah?" "Of course, who else do you think I'd be talking about? By the way, you should sample that young maid of Circe's. She's not only good looking, but she's sexually enthusiastic and fun in the bedroom. Spank her little sweet ass for me!" "Uh, right! I'll do that tonight! Um, Dad, will we be seeing you down here anytime soon...?" "What's the matter? Afraid I'll come down and spoil it for you? Don't worry, I'm going to leave Circe to you for the rest of the summer. You won't have to give up your plaything, son, so go ahead and amuse yourself with her. But I will be coming down soon to have a session with the little peaches and I may have an business partner with me, so you might eavesdrop on your aunt and the peaches to make sure she's got them in the proper frame of mind about their duties to me and to the family. This man, he's an Arab, he is the key to a really big deal that's almost complete. I don't want anyone screwing it up. It's probably the biggest deal I've put together yet and it has the potential to increase our assets by twenty-five percent, if you can believe it!" "Oh... well, congratulations, Dad! And I'll make sure that the peaches are well prepared for your arrival. I'll check them out myself!" "Checking them out is one thing, but remember that those peaches are mine. I don't want anyone picking them until after I've taken them from the tree. Make sure they understand that they don't date or go out with any of their horny boyfriends before I get there." Tommy started to interrupt, but his father overrode him. "No, listen, I don't want you to think that I'm foolish enough to believe that either one of them are still virgins, but I don't want them out running around and catching something or someone's baby, understand?" "Yes sir... I understand. But you don't have to worry about babies, because both of them are on the pill. I'll... I'll see you in a week, Dad, and thanks for ... for everything!" The rest of the week passed and Tommy took his pleasure with Circe and Maybelle, reveling in the life of a young stallion with willing mares. He had them singly and together, in Circe's bedroom or his own, and he had them as often as he wanted them. Tamara and Sarah were giving him odd looks and he asked Circe if she'd spoken with them and she said yes, so he decided it was time to pick the rest of his crop. Who was going to know if he picked them before his father as long as no one blabbed about it. He was going to make sure of that, maybe even put a few red stripes on his harem's bottoms to insure they understood! Tamara and Sarah were just to tempting for him to wait. As he'd told Circe, the thing about permission and forgiveness was that it was almost always true. It was time to visit the orchard and taste the peaches. He went out and found them in their bikinis in the pool house. "Hi, Sis, Cuz. How's it going? Had any interesting conversations with Circe lately?" Sarah smirked at him. "Hello, Tommy. Or should I call you Lord and Master? Mother says we are to understand that we... we, Tamara and Mother and I, belong to you and to your rotten father. Are you really going to exercise your right of the lord of the manor on us?" "It's not so bad, really. You'll continue to have a good life, a soft life, and I'll be kind to you. I've already had Circe and she seemed to enjoy the hell out of it. I can't wait to try the daughter to see if it's hereditary, this hot ability to make love!" "Tommy! She's your cousin, you jackass! Even worse, I'm your sister! Are you really going to make me sleep with you, you arrogant bastard?" "I know you're my sister, Tamara, but you have to know I've wanted to get you into bed since you were sixteen and grew those delicious boobs of yours. You know that you've been flaunting that body of yours around the pool when I'm there has just made it worse and I think you meant to do just that, didn't you?" He grinned at her red face. "Right. Now, were you just being a prick tease or were you hot for me as well?" Again her face went crimson and her brother laughed. Then he reached out and pulled her into an embrace as she half-heartedly fought against him, but as his lips found hers her arms fell to her side and then, traitorously moved slowly around his body. His tongue probed between her lips and she resisted for a moment before giving in and opening up. He was a really good kisser and she was ashamed to feel her nipples stiffening! Tommy released her with a smile and reached for Sarah, the bitch, Tamara thought, as her cousin went smilingly into her brother's arms. The slut was even slowly grinding her pelvis against her brother's crotch! He released his cousin and stood grinning at the two of them. "Wow, you two make a great pair of lovers! That was so good, both of you, that I want to see some more. Why don't you get rid of those tops and let's have some fun?" Tommy laughed as he stripped off his own shirt. Tamara glared at her cousin. "I saw you grinding on his cock, you little slut!" "Why cousin, I do think you're jealous. Race you to the skin." Sarah untied her bra and let it fall. "Beat you, Tamara!" Sarah stood there with her hands behind her head, showing off her breasts. Tamara swore "Damn you, Sarah! You're nothing but a whore!" Blushing, she skinned off her own bra and took the same pose. Tommy ran his hands over one, then the other, before bending down and kissing and biting the nipples and getting a squeal from each of them. Sarah's breasts were a little larger than his sister's, but Tamara's were more rounded and her nipples pointed up. "Those are so awesome boobs, Sis. I love the perky nipples!" Sarah cupped her hands under her own breasts and batted her eyelashes at him as she bent down to lick her own nipples. Tommy laughed and then he had one girl in each arm, their breasts pressing against his chest as he kissed first one, then the other. He enjoyed himself, playing one off against the other and there was the side-benefit that he was getting a world-class hard-on from all their carrying on. When both of them were showing stiffened nipples and flushed faces he decided it was peach-picking time. He reached down and unfastened the tie on his sister's bikini bottom and did the same for Sarah's and stood watching as they slid down around their ankles. They both stepped out of the bottoms and there they were, two nude lovelies all his for the taking. Sarah had a brief wedge of dark pubic hair at the bottom of her flat belly. His sister, on the other hand, had a modest two-inch long stripe of her dusty blond coloring between her legs. Tamara had instinctively moved to cover herself down there, but when her cousin laughed at her and rolled her hips in an imitation of a stripper's bump-and-grind motion, Tamara blushed and took her hand away. "I'm really glad to see that both of you are going to be sensible about this. Really, it doesn't make sense to give up the good life just to be able to choose who you're going to make love to. You've both too smart and too self-centered to even waste time thinking about leaving all this for ... well, for whatever career you might think you're presently qualified. Maybe working the pole in some low-class strip club, maybe worse! So... as I said, I'm glad, because now it's time to outdo my wildest fantasy! I've dreamed about having both of you as lovers, but I never thought I'd have you both in the same bed at the same time!" He led them into the house and up to his bedroom, ignoring the fact that both of them were stark nude. They saw no one during their journey, not that Tommy was spending any time worrying about that. He was the lord of this manor and everyone was going to do what he wanted! Approaching his sister he ran a finger over her rosy nipple and traced a line over the curve of her belly. The quick intake of her breath showed her nervousness and she gasped when he drew the finger through the hair and under, teasing her clit and feeling for the little bud of pleasure he knew was there. Tommy gently rubbed his finger back and forth and watched his sister's body twitch as she gave a little moan. He could feel the wetness beginning and he held up the finger and licked it, grinning at her. He felt a thrill of being in command when he told Tamara to open her legs wider for him and she bit her lip,, but did as he'd said. His sister was his, totally his! When he had her quivering he told Tamara to get down on her back and instructed Sarah to get on her side beside her cousin. He dropped his shorts and stood nude before them, smiling as they stared at his erect cock. Getting onto the bed beside his sister he began playing with her nipples and he also took Sarah's hand and put it on Tamara's other breast. He had the girls kissing and fondling each other's breasts as he worked his way down his sister's body, licking and kissing his way down through her faint blond pubic snatch and between her spreading legs. When his tongue worked her clit he could feel her hips arching to give him more access. He worked on her until she was moaning and writhing and then climbed up on her. "You want it in you, don't you, Sis? You want my cock inside you?" "Oh, God, yes! You've got me! I'm hot... I'm going to burst if I don't ... I want your cock in me, please!" When he rolled the head of his cock across her clit she moaned and begged again. "Tommy, please, let me have it!" He slowly slid the head of his cock between her wet lips and into her vagina as she ground her hips against him. "Ooooh! Oh, damn you, damn you, please, fuck me, fuck me, Tommy!" He proceeded to do just that as Sarah kept playing with both their nipples and kissing Tommy's back as he drove his cock into his sister, again and again until Tamara came, moaning and writhing against him until he fell into her embrace. "Oh, you ... you sister-fucking monster, I've... I've never had.. been had so... Why didn't we do this before???" He kissed her sweaty face and rolled over off her, to look across at his wide-eyed cousin. "Wow! That was ... first-rate! Better than that, my sister! ... Sarah, you're going to have to give me a minute to recover, I think." "Hey, cousin, I think you made a love-slave out of her. You had her begging for it! She's going to be hard to get by to get my own turn, but you owe me, Tommy, because if I hadn't stripped down she wouldn't have gone for it, the little prude. I also think Tamara's jealous and she's decided that she wants you for herself. Tough shit, Tamara. I'm going to enjoy his cock just as much as you did!" Sarah smiled at her male cousin. "So, how long do I let you rest before I can get some of that loving?" Her hand wandered across and grasped his warm, sticky cock and began to play with it, gently. "Move your ass, Tamara! You've had center stage long enough; give another girl a chance, would ya?" Her cousin was still panting and having little after-shocks of spasms from her orgasm and Sarah had to pinch her to make her move, but she did, finally. Taking her place, she bitched about the wet spot, but moved close to her cousin and leaned down to take that warm, sticky cock into her mouth. Licking, sucking and nipping soon had Tommy giving soft moans and twitches that rapidly had a stiffening effect on his semi-limp member and Sarah grinned as she looked up. "I bet I give better head than ole Cuz over there and I'm getting it now and I'm getting it hard!" Arching his back and his groin he felt his shaft go deep in his cousin's mouth. "Oooh! Yeah, yeah .... Yeah, you give great head! Oh, my... yes!" When she had him erect and aching Sarah mounted his hips and slowly lowered herself onto the shaft of his cock, sighing as she eased down the slippery pole. She took his hands and put them on her breasts and his fingers on her nipples as she ground her hips against his groin. Tamara lay there, still breathing hard, and watched them. With a throaty growl Sarah rode him like a cowgirl up on a bucking horse, driving and humping with her pistoning hips as she fucked him. It was a wild ride and Tommy was more passenger than driver, but Sarah was yelling and driving her hips like a wild woman when she finally came and collapsed onto her cousin's heaving chest. A voice rang out from the bedroom doorway. "Oh my God! It's an orgy! I can't believe this man! He had your mamma three times last night, he had me this morning and now it looks like he's had the two of you. I better go fix this one some oysters, 'cause he looks like he's gonna need them!" Three pairs of eyes looked at the maid standing in the doorway and no one managed to say a word until Tommy raised his head and said they would have Maybelle's session another time, but that she could tell his aunt that there would be four for dinner tonight. "Will that be with clothes or without?" "With, please. I think I need time to heal." "I'll tell her. I'm sure she'll be pleased to know you got both of them in the same bed. I lost five dollars on it to her, damn it." Sarah let out a gasp. "Momma bet you he'd have both of us in bed at the same time?" "Yep, and I took the no side of the bet. I should have known better after he did me so fine and from the rear as well. The man is a champion lover, no question. And as you both can testify, he's really well-hung, right?" Both cousins looked down at the well-used cock of their brother and cousin and nodded. "Right." A FAMILY AFFAIR CH. 03 At dinner that night Circe offered her place at the head of the table to Tommy and he took it, grinning at them all. She looked at her daughter and at Tamara and shook her head. "So he not only got both of you, he got both of you together. Why am I not surprised? Well, I'll tell you. First, he got you because neither of you is stupid and can see when it's time to bow to circumstances and take what you have to if you want to get what you want. Secondly, you're both oversexed, under experienced and jealous as hell of each other's accomplishments. I'd be willing to bet that you, dear daughter, were the first one to strip for him, but I'll also bet that you're hiding your frustration because I would also bet that he took his sister before he got around to plumbing your depths. Am I right?" A Family Affair Circe laughed as she watched her daughter's face redden and knew she'd spoken truly. "I'd also bet that in the end Tamara begged for him to fuck her, because I've watched her over the summers for a number of years and I know she's always had a secret case of the severe hots for her brother. Nothing else would explain her always finding the skimpiest bikinis to wear whenever he's around and she can tease him with her body. Tell me, Tamara, was being fucked by your brother everything you'd dreamed it would be?" Circe laughed again as her niece's face blossomed as red as her cousin's had before. "I'll take that for a yes. Now, that's the good part, because the bad part is that you've both accepted your roles in our deviant family's routine. It's important because you also need to realize that you've bought into all the rest of it. Our young heir apparent here is our lord and master and what he says is what we do. You need to remember, though, that he's the heir and not the lord of all we survey. You've both going to have to do complete obeisance to his father, Randolph, and Sarah, that won't bother you, but Tamara is going to have to accept that Randy is going to have her sweet little ass as often as he wants. He's also eventually, maybe sooner, maybe later, going to be loaning both of you out to whomever he feels he must to close whatever deal he's excited about." The girls were looking down at their plates with solemn expressions and Tamara's was a little more apprehensive than just solemn, but Tommy laughed and said he didn't mind sharing with his father as long as he, Tommy, kept his harem. He also warned them that he didn't want them discussing who he'd had or when he'd had them with anyone, especially his father. "Have you talked to your father? Did he tell you he's coming next week? I wonder, did he mention you watching his 'peaches' and not picking them yourself?" Tommy flushed angrily. "Are you trying to be a bitch? You didn't tell me Dad was coming next week and you didn't tell me he didn't want me having them until after he'd had them." "I told you he was coming this summer and I told you he wanted the girls prepared. If you were too self-centered and over-sexed to think he wouldn't mind you picking his peaches then I guess that is your problem!" "When's your appointment with your 'mistress' Circe? Tomorrow? I'm going and I'm going to take little peaches with me. I wonder if it will be as much fun as I think it will be? But tonight, you're going to perform for me with the little peaches as an audience, to teach you a lesson about keeping things from me!" Tommy was mad and embarrassed about what he'd gotten himself into and he was going to blame it all on his aunt. It might not be fair, he thought, but no one said he had to be fair. Besides, it was a good payback for all the times his aunt had nagged him or grounded him over the years as they'd spent their summers with her. He told his sister and cousin that they were going to see Circe humiliated for failing him and he also told them to keep it to themselves that he'd already had their asses. "Dear old Dad is coming next week and you two are supposed to be mentally and physically prepared for your part. He's also bringing some Arab that's really important to him so be prepared for that as well. Now, let's go and see Circe do penance for failing me." The audience was the cousins and they watched as Circe was ordered to strip naked and grovel at Tommy's feet. She had to worm her way across the floor to him on her belly and then watch as her nephew took off his own clothes. "I want to see some remorse, Circe, or I'll have to report to Dad that you're disobedient and insubordinate. He told me I could have any kind of fun with you that I wanted, so you should be very careful not to make me mad. Let's see you up on your knees and I want to see that tongue working! And I think you should keep saying what a slave you are to me, obeying my every wish in between licking my balls and sucking my cock!" Now there were tears of anger as well as shame on Circe's face, but she did as commanded. His balls were licked and his cock as well, but that wasn't the end for her. She was made to suck him off and sit there, mouth open and waiting, as his cum coated her face and went into her mouth. Then, after licking his cock clean, she was bent over a chair back and while Tamara and Sarah held her arms over her head, she was taken in the ass by her nephew. She cried as his cock's head spread the little circle of her anus and his cock was slowly, but surely driven inside her. Tommy came around and lifted up her wet face and kissed her. "Well, Circe, what did you learn tonight?" "That you're as big a cruel bastard as your father!" She gave a little sob. "I learned that I had better not disappoint you in the future. I learned that I can be humiliated in front of my daughter and my niece and that they are so much under your sway that they held my arms while you raped me in my ass. I learned that, no matter whether I like it or not, I am your plaything, at least for the summer. I suppose I also learned that for some reason I'm not in the good graces of my brother, the true lord of this dysfunctional family or he wouldn't have told you that you could do whatever you liked with me. I suppose I'll be required to pay for this outburst tomorrow, but I have enough pain in my ass tonight that I don't care." "That was more than I asked for and more than you should have said, Circe. Now, who am I and what are you to me?" She sighed and bowed her head in submission. "You are my lord and master and I am your plaything and toy, bound to obey you in all things by the order of my brother, your father." "Very good, Circe. Yes, tomorrow should be interesting. You two will go with me to see what Circe's 'club' is all about. Tamara and Sarah, you are to remember what I said and see to it that you obey or you'll be getting a lot worse than Circe just did. My father charged me to see to preparing the two of you for his coming and I'm going to do just that." He walked out of the bedroom, calling Tamara to follow him. Once out in the hallway he went to the family room and poured himself a drink. "Well, dear sister, was I too hard on poor Circe?" "Yes, you bastard! You didn't have to humiliate her so badly in front of Sarah and me as well. That may not have been the brightest thing you've ever done, but I can't say I'm surprised. You've always had a dark side to you, although it's usually better hidden than it just was. I hate to say it, but the dark-side hints have always made you more attractive, a devil hidden in nice clothes, I suppose." "Very funny, Sis. Perhaps your insight is correct, but whatever is past is over. In one quick moment our lives have changed. Your status is clear. You're going to be Dad's new amusement, but I'm going to work on changing that. You're going to belong to just me, understand? I'm your brother and your lover and your lord and master; it's just a matter of time. I mean to have you all to myself! But your big moment is next week. Now I'm going to tell you how you're going to act with the old man, because I think I know what he wants." "You're going to tell me how to act when my own father is having my ass in whatever way he wants?" "You're damn right, because this is too important to screw up! First, you're going to act a little frightened, that shouldn't be hard. Next, you're going to act almost virginal, as if you've only had sex once, twice perhaps. Thirdly, once you go into your moment of glory, of being had by him, you're going to continue to act virginal, understand me? I don't want to hear about any wild and glorious romps with him because I don't want him to be driven to keep on wanting you. Don't refuse him anything, but don't play the sexpot in any way. Now, I want to hear you say that you understand, that you'll do as I've told you and that you are my plaything, mine only, even though the reality of that is going to have to wait a bit before becoming true. Talk to me, Sister." "Damn you, yes, I understand and I'll do as you say! If I've got to be a plaything I don't want to be the plaything of an old man! Yes! I'm your plaything! I've had years of dreaming about you and if I have to belong to someone I suppose it had better be you or I'm probably going to do something stupid! Crap! I don't know if I'm in love with you or just that I have a world-class lust on for my own twin brother or, probably, it's both of those things. But you're going to have to promise me one thing or I'll refuse to go along with your grand plan! You're going to always and ever favor me over that bitch Sarah! If I'm going to be your plaything than I'm going to be your number one plaything! Nobody goes ahead of me because while I may be your plaything I'm also your sister and I'm also your lover!" Tamara turned and threw herself into her brother's embrace and caused him to drop his drink. She kissed him deeply and pressed her entire body against his. When Maybelle came in she turned in his arms and looked at her. "My lord and master has had his drink spilled. Clean it up and bring him another. It's the single-malt 25 year-old Scotch and see that you remember it, Maybelle." The young black woman looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Well, yes ma'am! I'll just get right on that, right away! Tell me, Mistress, do you wants me to peel him a grape while I'm at it?" "Are you smarting off to me, you.... You.." "Why, yes ma'am, I believe I am. I'll be peeling a grape for him at the same time I'm peeling my ass for him. And I'm going to be the one under him for some time, 'cause you be going to be under your daddy, little mistress!" "Maybelle, clean it up and get me a drink, please. Tamara is a bit testy because she's getting used to the idea of getting it on with an older guy and not having my well-built body to hang on to so I think you ought to cut her a little slack, okay?" The dark-skinned maid looked down and muttered "Yessir.... I'm sorry I smarted off, Tamara, but we all in this boat together and it sounded like you were appointing yourself to his number one bed-bunny. I know I'm just the maid, but it looks like I'm a special maid, so ... maybe I'm getting in over my head here. Anyway, I said I was sorry, right?" "Listen, you... you... you employee! This is a family matter and I'm not putting up with your promoting yourself into our family!" "Well, Tamara, I guess I shouldn't have been listening in on Master Tommy's call to the real master of this family, but I did and you know what? You should have heard the nice things he said about me and that Master Tommy should take me to his bed on a regular basis 'cause I'm so sexy and enthusiastic!" "What???" "Maybelle, don't eavesdrop on me any more, understand? I catch you doing it again and we'll have ourselves a whipping party. And I thought you said you weren't going to call me Master. What changed your mind?" "Well, when she started calling you 'Master Tommy' in that snotty way I just had to use it right back at her! I'll do it, but just don't think that it means I'm your slave! That's not going to happen and you know it. You my sexy, love-making master and don't be confusing that with owning my body. I'm black and nobody owns my body but me." "Well... yes, of course I can understand that, Maybelle." He stopped as she looked daggers at him. "Okay, okay, I accept it! Now, can I have my drink and a little peace and quiet from both of you?" He looked at his two bed-bunnies and grinned. "And I really am looking forward to those peeled grapes and ass tonight!" Tamara swore at them both and stomped out. "Whooee, I guess I got the little missy pissed at me! Next thing I know she'll be trying to send me out to pick cotton. It's clear she thinks she owns you. Well, maybe not owns you, but has first rights with you. I guess it's true what they say about the harems; that there's no politics like harem politics. This place is getting more fun by the minute!" "Maybelle, I really think you have a great sense of humor, but it can get you into some serious trouble if you don't watch where you use it." "Then I'll try not to use it except in front of you and maybe the little missy. I don't want her cutting off my getting into your bed." "Well, I suppose that's only fair, but watch it or it'll be your butt that's high in the air and my hand that whipping it. I have to have some authority here and I'm going to use every bit I can beg, borrow or steal, understand?" "Yes sir. If you say I done something to deserve a whipping then I guess I'll just have to wiggle my cute ass in the air so the whip don't come down so hard. I'll try, but my momma always said that my mouth was going to be my biggest cause of trouble. I never knew if she was talking about talking or sucking. Here's your drink. I'm gonna go peel you some grapes. Just remember that old saying, 'once you had black there's no going back!" She hurried out, leaving him smiling over his father's expensive whiskey and thinking how good life was, at least for him. A FAMILY AFFAIR CH. 04 The next afternoon Tommy drove the women into the city in his aunt's big Mercedes sedan. Circe directed him deep into the old historic district. They came to their destination, a huge old multi-story home with a walled garden and gates that gave access to an inner courtyard. The front door was answered by a young black woman in a French maid uniform. "Tell the Mistress that the Initiate Circe is here. Tell her I've brought others, my daughter, niece and nephew, not by my choice. I've come to submit myself to her." They were left waiting in the hallway while the young woman went to carry Circe's message. The uninvited guests tittered at the sight of the retreating maid. From the rear she was entirely nude. Only the belt of her short apron kept the costume on her lithe body. "Well, this is off to a good start, I must say." His aunt looked at Tommy with a pleading look, but all she got in return was a sly smile. He was looking forward to whatever lay ahead. The maid came back and said they were to follow her. She led them deeper into the house and Tommy couldn't resist patting her on her bare ass. There was no reaction other than she kept on walking. They came into a large room that overlooked the hidden garden through a double set of French doors. Seated in a large high-backed chair that suggested a throne was a woman about the same age as Circe. On either side of her was a young man and a young woman. "Circe, you've brought your family along to witness one of your initiation ordeals. How unusual! Introduce them, please." Circe did as ordered, naming them to the woman. "This is my mistress, Leila." "And I believe you said that they came not by your choice. By whose choice was it then?" Tommy smiled at her. "Ah, that would be me, it was by my choice." He laughed at her puzzled expression. "You have to understand that while you may be Circe's mistress I am her actual master. Now, I'm interested in learning about your 'club'. I deliberately haven't questioned Circe about it because I didn't want to force her to disobey some club rule of yours. I'm hoping you will tell me about it and yourself." "You are Circe's master? Demonstrate this for me, please." "All right. Let's see. Okay, Circe, I want you to come here and give me a kiss, a passionate kiss." They all watched as Circe turned and walked to him and embraced him, kissing him deeply. "Is that enough or am I to have her do more?" "I see. Am I to understand that you've seen your aunt nude?" "Oh, yes, certainly nude, and more besides. Circe, amuse us. Take off your clothes, all of them." Circe hung her head, but did as Tommy had ordered. Soon she was standing naked before the gathering. Sarah looked at the floor and blushed, to see her mother so humbled . "The young women, are you their master as well? Can you have them disrobe for our pleasure?" "I'm their mentor, not their master, but yes, I can. But only if you'll have the two beside you do the same. I'm not going the only one obeying around here today. You order it and I'll order it. But I must warn you that the two little peaches are for looking only, not for tasting. They're reserved for a different person." "Mark, Valerie, I want you to undress each other." She turned to Tommy. "I find it so much more amusing to watch brother and sister play games. These are my niece and nephew, so we seem to have a joint family gathering here. How amusing!" Tommy watched as the brother and sister proceeded to undress each other until they were standing nude, side-by-side, holding hands. The young woman was slender with small breasts, blonde and attractive, with only a wisp of light pubic hair to cover her. Her brother was dark and not as attractive, but still striking in his own way. Tommy turned to his companions and smiled. "Time to undress, little peaches. I'm assuming that Leila will have her maid finish her undressing as well. As you say, how amusing!" Leila nodded at the maid and was instantly obeyed. His two clothed harem members looked down, but when Sarah started undressing Tamara did the same. Tommy looked around and grinned. He walked over and sat in another chair across from Leila, silently declaring himself her equal. She laughed at him, but in a nice way. "So how does a stripling such as yourself come to be the master and mentor of this little group of captivating morsels? And if they're not for tasting, are they available for touching?" "Sarah, Tamara, go over and let Leila sample you. As to how I came to be what I am, all I can say is that everything I am I have gotten from my father and my family. I have a question. What, exactly, is my ... what is Circe, expected to endure in this club initiation of yours? While I enjoy ... various activities, shall I say, I have to ask because I won't have my aunt damaged or ... seriously injured. She is, after all, my father's sister and I am not only her master I am also responsible for her to my father. I am still waiting to hear about your club." Leila was fondling the breasts of the two young women, both of whom stood with head held high, showing disdain for the older woman's touch. Tommy beckoned to the young woman standing beside Leila and indicated she should come to him and she did after receiving a nod from her aunt. He ran his hands up and down her body as she stared down at him in chilly silence. "Valerie, I'm delighted to be allowed to touch your body. Might I take the liberty of sharing an embrace with you while your aunt decides what she's going to tell me about her club?" Valerie opened her arms as Tommy stood up and she allowed him to pull her nude body against his. The kiss she gave him was sweet-scented and her tongue was quick and darted in and out of his mouth. She finished and stepped away. Her brother walked over and reached for Tamara. Sarah managed to slide behind her cousin. During all this Circe stood in the middle of the floor, her head bowed and her posture submissive, not objecting or even seeming to notice what was going on around her. "Mark! Remember, no penetration, no matter how slight or I'm coming over there!" "Relax, Master Tommy, my nephew is only marginally interested in young women, with the exception of his sister, of course. They'll be as virgin intactus as they were when they came in when he's done. He just likes to fondle the flesh, I'm afraid. But what about yourself? Am I to sit here wondering just what you have that makes you such a ... forceful and masculine master of this herd of cats you've brought into my house this afternoon? Will you not show us your concealed charms?" Tommy had stopped where he stood, watching Mark run his hands over his sister. "I suppose it's only fair; I just tasted his sister. As for me, sure, I'm not ashamed of my body. I'll come and strip for you." She nodded her assent and Tommy walked up to stand in front of her. Once there he took her hand and kissed it before beginning his slow disrobing. Once all was off he stood before her, his hands behind his back, looking her in the eye as her gaze wandered over his body and his obvious physical charms. A Family Affair! "Keeping it in the family!" 1 The phone rang, and when I picked it up, it was my mother and was she ever pissed off. "Junior" she started, no hello or anything like that, "that crazy old asshole father of yours has really lost it this time! He has definitely lost it this time," she went on and on with this line until I got her calmed down to ask what he had done that was so different this time? They were always having their spats, and while they seldom got physical, they sure made enough noise with their complaints about each other. "This time?" she asked belligerently, and not waiting for a reply, continued with, "the old fucker threw me out of the house, ass over baggage. I landed on my tits in the front yard. It's a wonder I didn't break my neck, or something." I asked her what she wanted me to do about it, and after a long tirade against my father, it boiled down to my help to her get settled at a girl friend's place for right now and later on, seeing if I could get my old man calmed down enough to let her go back home again. I knew her girlfriend Marge she was staying with, so I went over there to help move some stuff around so mom could be reasonably comfortable there for a few days. Maybe by that time I could get this mess straightened up somehow. It was late when I got home so I called dad the next day, but there was no answer all day. I called the next day and got dad on the first ring. After asking him how he was, I asked him what was going on with my mom, and that got him started. "Pussy rubbin, that's what," he fumed. "I'm not going to have any pussy rubbin bitches around here!" he told me loudly. What do you mean by pussy rubbin? I asked him, for to tell the truth, I had never heard the term despite the obvious implications. "I come home, and hear somebody really goin at it in the bedroom. Sounded like they was havin a right good time of it too, I peeked in the door and there they was, Marge and her, naked as jaybirds, layin on my king size water bed. They was layin on their backs, pushin their pussies together, and they was going right at it too, wigglin their asses and bouncin all over the bed! "But dad," I replied, "you've been married for more than twenty years, actually more than twenty-five years, why not," "Don't make no mind," he cut me off in mid thought. "I'm not goin to have no pussy rubbin bitch around here and that's that!" he said and hung up the phone. I was busy for the rest of the day, but the following morning found me going to see my mother. When I told her what dad had told me, she said that the old fart was crazy. It took him forever to get it up, and that wasn't too often either. "A girl just has to do what she has to do. So fuck him," she said. I didn't hear anything from mom for nearly two weeks, and when I did, she sounded really upbeat. She told me that she found an apartment and got herself a job. Said she needed some help getting settled in her apartment and wondered if I could come over and help her. But there was more to it than just moving some stuff around she wanted me to go to dad's place and get her stuff with my pickup truck. I didn't want to get in the middle of a war, but agreed to do it so long as dad didn't give me any trouble. I wouldn't have had to worry because when I got there he had this really gorgeous blond there with him that was probably half his age. "This here's Yvonne," he told me. I was surprised, but he didn't have any problem with my getting mom's stuff, they both helped me pack it up and load it on my truck. I told dad when Yvonne wasn't around that mom had got a job and rented an apartment. He surprised me when he reached in his pocket for a couple of hundred dollars to give to mom. He told me that Yvonne was the greatest and said that she just couldn't get enough man meat, none of this pussy rubbin crap for her. He told me that she was none too swift, but what she lacked in I.Q. she made up in the sex department. "Ever hear of a snappin pussy?" he asked me without telling me anything about it. Yvonne was no slouch in the looks department either. She was probably in her early thirties but had the body of a teenager. Her looks reminded me of a televison star who played a dumb blond in this comedy series on TV a while back. It took me three evenings to move all of mom's stuff and get it arranged in her apartment, but that made her a lot happier. I must say that both of my parents seemed to be happy with their new lives. Mom was always talking about her job, the people she worked with and it was apparent that she liked her apartment. Dad seemed to be fascinated with Yvonne, couldn't keep his hands off of her, and it certainly looked like she enjoyed every minute of it too. She seemed to be happy with dad, doing little things for him, and trying her best to be hospitable to me. So much for that, I thought, pleased with myself for my part in returning domestic tranquility to the family. Imagine my surprise when a week later Yvonne knocks on my door one afternoon and invites herself in the moment I open the door. "Hello Junior," she says. For my part, I had no idea that she even knew where I lived, and wondered if my dad even knew. "So what brings you over here?" I asked her to get the conversation started. She told me that I had looked lonely to her, and knowing that I lived alone, she thought she would come over and cheer me up since she was over this way, anyway. Besides that, she really liked my dad, but he couldn't keep up with her in the sex department, and she was wondering if I could help her out, inasmuch as she noticed that I always started to get a hard on whenever she was around. She didn't wait for an answer, simply dropped my pants and pulled my cock out of my shorts. Getting on her knees, she expertly deep throated me until I went off in her mouth a very short time later. Taking me by the hand she led me to the bedroom where she shucked her clothes off and then undressed me. On the bed she pulled my head to her pussy by my hair. I got my tongue in the folds of her cunt and started to lick her, but gave that up when she was bouncing her ass around too much for me to keep up with her gyrations. It didn't matter much to her, she pulled me on top of her, stuck my cock in her fuck hole and was off on one of the wildest fucks I've ever had the good fortune to enjoy. I think that she had cum three times by the time I did. When I got off, she got off the bed, went to the bathroom where she cleaned herself up, put her clothes back on, kissed me goodbye and was gone. I don't think that she had been in the house fifteen minutes. But they were really busy minutes, that was for sure. After that Yvonne was a frequent visitor to my place. It was always the same, she came in and fucked me silly, never staying more than thirty minutes, usually much less than that. But what she didn't do in that time wasn't worth doing. A couple of times when I happened to be going by, I stopped at dad's place. Yvonne was always hospitable, offering me something to eat or drink. She never gave me the slightest sign that there was anything going on between us, and she was always very attentive to my dad. Mom called me and wanted me to pick up a chest of drawers she had bought. It was no problem with my little truck. Sometimes, like this time, I felt good about driving a truck and being able to help others when they had to move something. Other times, it seemed that I was always on the go moving stuff for other people. To say I was surprised when I got to mom's apartment was an understatement. I was flabbergasted when she introduced Yvonne to me, telling me not to get excited about her because she was dynamite with the girls, but wasn't interested in boys. I tried my best to get some kind of communication from Yvonne, but it was just as if I was meeting her for the first time. And dad was right, she wasn't too smart, but there was no question that this was Yvonne all right. I left for home none the wiser, and puzzled over what could be going on. Even when Yvonne showed up at my place again, I was unable to get anything from her. And I wasted all of her time trying to figure out what was going on, not getting any sex at all on that visit. When I tried to question Yvonne, all I got was that she didn't know what I was talking about. I got to thinking that dad must have been right, this girl was as dumb as a stump. I made a point to stop at dad's one evening, and she was there, as hospitable as always, and giving no sign that I had fucked her silly the previous afternoon. After the reaming I gave her then, her cunt had to be still itchy. Dad was proud as punch of her, and so he must have been getting some of her too, despite what mom had told me about him. Whenever I saw them together, his hands were all over her, and it sure looked like she enjoyed it. I wondered how what I was seeing could be reconciled with what my mother had told me about dad not being able to get it up anymore. Sure Yvonne had told me she wanted more than what dad was giving her. There didn't seem to be any real answer to either question, or at least one that was apparent to me. I went home completely baffled. What the hell I thought, if everybody is happy, including myself, why worry about it if Yvonne had multiple personalities. I had read about some cases like that, and just hoped that she could keep it all together and not hurt my parents if she got caught in the act. But then I got thinking, maybe that was a mistake. Dad told me that Yvonne was crazy about man meat, and she wasn't interested in the girls. Then mom tells me that she is dynamite with the girls but not interested in boys. "You can't have it both ways!" I said out loud, surprising myself. I had known a couple of girls that were bi, sort of, but had never heard of one that was truly bisexual. In the meantime, I was getting Yvonne at least a couple of times a week. While it certainly wasn't a love match, it did take care of my sexual needs, indeed her sex was probably the best I had ever had. I really looked forward to her visits. Despite my resolving to not worry about what was going on with Yvonne, I just couldn't help thinking about her. I had no romantic feelings towards her, but I just couldn't put my experiences with her together with what dad and mother had told me about her. And what was there about this snapping pussy thing? I thought the best way to find out would be to ask her, at least she should know what dad was talking about, but then dad was not very complimentary when it came to her I.Q. The next time I was fucking her, I asked what dad had meant about her having a snapping pussy. At first, I though that I had asked the wrong question because she just stopped fucking. Then she squeezed my cock with her cunt. It didn't hurt, but you could really feel her squeezing my cock, it was really tight. She told me that some women can do that naturally, but almost any woman could probably learn to do it in time. After that, she put the squeeze on me, so to speak, a couple of times. It was just another useful erotic act in Yvonne's bag of sexual tricks. Yvonne stopped by my place one morning. That was unusual in itself, but there was more to it than that. She had been coming over to my place for quite some time now, but this time it seemed like everything was strange to her. I knew what she liked, she knew what I liked and she knew where things were, but this time she didn't seem to have a clue about any of that. Even the sex was different somehow. Usually she would want me to perform oral sex on her, but this time all she wanted was pecker in the pussy sex. But she was still one sexy little baggage that didn't waste much time getting what she wanted. I was really curious about what was going on, not so much with myself, but what about her relationship with mom and dad? I asked her some pretty pointed questions, but it seemed that she had no idea what I was talking about. It seemed strange that neither mom or dad had ever mentioned her coming to my place or anything about her entertaining me in her sure fire way. From what she had told me, I could see that mom or dad might be a little sketchy on the details, but surely they would have some idea about what was going on. But apparently they didn't, every time I visited either one of them, Yvonne was there and everybody was happy as can be. On top of that, Yvonne started visiting me more often, morning, afternoon or evening, and she was always horny! I had no way of knowing how much sex she was getting from either dad or mom, but I can sure tell you she was getting more than enough from me. It was getting so that I wasn't looking forward to her visits as much as I had been earlier. On her first visit Yvonne gave me a blow job and then she fucked me. Now, her visits tended to be me going down on her, licking her cunt, or maybe giving her a severe finger fucking to get her off, usually in a wild series of orgasms. A couple of times I ended up ass fucking her, but that really wasn't her style. It seemed that she wanted fast and furious sex. Don't get me wrong, she enjoyed taking it up the dirt chute and she came like gang busters, but it just took longer. Then I didn't see anything of Yvonne for a couple of weeks. Every time I visited one of my parents, she was there and as hospitable as usual, but there was just no way that I could get anything out of her. I figured that Yvonne must have found herself another fuck toy to keep her satisfied, and felt sure that she wasn't going to tell me about it. I kind of accidently ran into mom downtown on her way home from work, and invited her for a coffee. Finally I brought the subject of our conversation around to Yvonne and mom was as enthusiastic as ever. What I couldn't understand was that mom was making her out to be a live in lover, not the part time lover I imagined she would have to be. All I could find out from mom was that she loved her job, and ditto her apartment. It sounded like Yvonne added the spice to her life. Although mom didn't actually say so, it sounded like her girlfriend Marge and maybe even others were getting together evenings. It didn't sound to me that they were getting together for garden parties, and I remembered that mom had told me that Yvonne was dynamite with the girls, particularly noting the plural this time. The next morning I got a visit from Yvonne. My batteries had been recharged after two weeks without sex. As soon as she could, she flopped herself down on the bed and pulled me down on top of her in the missionary position. The minute my pubic hair hit hers, she went wild. I had trouble hanging on to her, she was that wild. I have no idea how many orgasms she had, but I gave up after I had my second, without being able to take my cock out of her cunt. She was off to the bathroom to have a piss and clean herself up from all of my cum. Then she gave me a quick kiss and was gone. 2 I was really surprised when Yvonne paid me another visit late that afternoon. This time she didn't want to fuck, she wanted me to eat her pussy. After bringing her to orgasm a couple of times, I began finger fucking her, and when I got three fingers into her fuck hole, I started on her clit with my thumb. That drove her crazy. No, I didn't go out and buy a Sherlock Holmes hat or one of those silly curved pipes they used to smoke way back then, but this Yvonne thing was beginning to bother me. I knew something had to be going on, but damned if I could figure out what it was. I was determined to find out what was going on, and so I started calling on my parents during the evening. It was not easy to dream up some reason that sounded at least reasonable, but I managed to find something. Every evening that I visited my dad's place, Yvonne was there, and she couldn't do enough for me. She was visiting me often enough now that I didn't have to worry about getting a hard on every time, either, as long as I didn't let my mind wander too far. Ditto when I visited mom, except once when Marge and some other woman were there. I got the distinct feeling that my presence was not all that welcome just then. Funny thing though, I always noticed that Yvonne acted a little distant at mom's place, totally unlike the way she acted with me at dad's. Try as I liked, I could never find Yvonne missing when ever visiting my parents. Yvonne's visits to me were irregular, but averaged at two or three times a week. Although she usually controlled the program when we got together, that was not always the case. If there was something I particularly wanted to do to her, I just went ahead and did it. She always went along with whatever it was I wanted to do. It was a funny relationship, not only because of Yvonne being involved with both of my parents, but the way that she operated, never any more than whim, wham, thank you ma'am kind of frantic sex. Then came the bombshell! Yvonne and dad got married. I hadn't even known that dad was planning on divorcing mom, let alone marrying again. Maybe even especially marrying Yvonne. She just wasn't the type the average person would think of when they thought of a senior citizen's spouse. To me, she was more the type of woman a younger guy would think of in his wildest wet dreams. The first time she came to my place for another fuck session after that, I tried pretty hard to get some answers from Yvette, but was wasting my time as usual. I was starting to get the impression that this lady was not the dumb as a stump woman my father had made her out to be. There was no doubt that she was something else when it came to sex, and her looks too. But I was thinking that she wasn't able to carry on this whatever it was affair if she was as dumb as my father deemed her to be. To me, it was starting to look more like she was dumb like a fox. It all came to a head and my questions were answered the next time Yvonne dropped by my place. She wasn't a she, but rather they! There were two of them, identical. They came into my house as if they owned the place, one of them pulled up a chair to the kitchen table where I was already seated, while the other put the kettle on to make a cup of coffee. It was perfectly obvious what had been happening, Yvonne, or whatever her name was, had been living at dad's place, while her sister was at mom's. I never even thought of visiting mom's place and then going straight to dad's place to see if she was there. The only question that remained was which was which and who had been what to whom. Although I was not amused, there was a humorous side to this situation. In all probability, I had been fucking both of these women for months, but one could have been a virgin as far as I knew. If I had been in the witness seat in a court, I could not identify whether I had been fucking both of them, or which one of them. Yvonne started the conversation by asking me if I was pissed off at them? "For what?" I asked her. "For playing tricks on you and your parents," she replied, straight faced. I told her that the only tricks she or they had played on me were mostly in my bed and more than welcome. But I had been concerned because I had not been able to figure out what was going on, and I didn't want my parents hurt. That's why we're here, Junior, apart from being married to your father, I want you to know that I really care for him, she told me with a very serious look on her face, totally unlike her usual demeanor. There were still lots of things I wanted to know, so I continued to keep the serious look on my face, and began to ask questions. By this time, the "other" Yvonne had served the coffee and sat down with us. I began by explaining that I felt that I had fucked the both of them, but as far as I knew, one of them could be a virgin. That brought a grin to both their faces. A Family Affair! "Not much chance of that!" my father's wife replied. "So, then, could we establish that I have fucked both of you?" I asked. "Yes, of course," both replied in unison. "So have you come here to tell me that my services are no longer required?" I asked. "Oh no," they both replied in unison, again. I told them that I was beginning to wonder whether I was being cut off, had B.O. or needed to change my mouth wash. It was getting positively lonely on my side of the table. With that, the other Yvonne came and stood beside me putting her arm loosely around my neck. The way she was standing was an open invitation to my investigation and in less time that it takes to tell about it, my hand was sliding up her leg and began probing her hairless cunt with my fingers. She didn't have any panties on, and it was the first time I had felt either one of them when they were not already wet, probably an indication of how serious this visit was to them. That was enough for the "real" Yvonne, she got up, took my hand and led me to the bedroom. Talk about doubling my pleasure, you have no idea! The three of us fucked, rubbed and sucked each other for the next couple of hours. The girls finally left me in bed too weak to get up, promising to come back pretty soon and fill me in on all of the details. I begged them not to come back too soon. Despite my admonition, I found Yvonne on my doorstep the following morning. "So which one are you?" I greeted her. "I'm you mother's Yvonne," she replied smiling. "How about a coffee?" she asked, already reaching for the kettle. "We have to talk about this silly situation we find ourselves in," she told me, still smiling. "So first off, you both can't be Yvonne?" "No, of course not, but nobody can tell us apart. You would be surprised the confusion that has caused, and it always seemed easier to have a name that either twin answered to." "Yeah!" I replied, grinning wickedly, "I can see where that would come in handy." "I know where you are going, and yes, we have been there and so many other places too! But it's a real pain as well, our own mother couldn't tell us apart. I some times tell my sister that I hate her face," she replied soberly. I told her that you had to look at both sides of every situation, and while their situation had it's advantages , there certainly were disadvantages too. She told me that her name was Ollie, while her sister's name was Molly. Because they looked alike, their parents wanted names that at least sounded alike, and there was enough difference in the spelling to make them distinctive. But think of it for a minute, we really don't know which is which. All we know is that when we were old enough to understand and remember, I chose to be Ollie, while my sister answered to Molly. We never consciously decided which was which, or switched, it just happened. In the beginning there was endless confusion. Trying to add a touch of humour to the situation, I asked her how she got into my life? She said that it was hard to believe, but Molly had met my dad, and liked him. They had made quite a bit of money doing the twin thing, but that made them feel like freaks in a sideshow. When her sister moved in with my father, it made her feel more like a normal person, and she liked it for a change. While Molly liked being with your father, sharing his down to earth life style with him, you visited your dad and got a hard on when you saw her. That showed her what she was missing, so that is how she got into your life. Just a horny girl that wanted to get more sex in her life, not an uncommon story. And speaking of getting more sex in my life, Ollie drained her coffee cup, and led me to the bedroom. A couple of days later I received a late afternoon visit, and thinking rather smugly of my new found knowledge greeted her as Molly, and asking her if she was horny again. "Hi Junior!" she replied, "so you have been talking to Ollie. Did she spill everything?" she asked smiling. "Well, let's see. She told me that you came here to see me because you were horny, but I didn't think that was any great surprise," I told her as I grabbed her ass, and ran my fingers up the crack of it. Molly laughed and told me that she could have told me that and probably did at the time, but what else did she have to say? She told me that you two had made a lot of money with the twin thing, although she didn't explain that. But she did say that when you met my dad, you liked his down to earth life style. "That's right," Molly told me, "people will spend a lot of money to be entertained, whether it's in the sack or on the stage. Since we are bisexual and have been horny all of the time, we can take care of a lot of peoples fantasies. It gets pretty raunchy sometimes." "And I suppose that turns you off," I commented. "Well no," she laughed, "quite often it has just the opposite effect." Molly went on to tell me that at times they felt like high class whores, despite the fact that they never saw the sordid side of that business. Their dumb twin sister act was a hit with a lot of wealthy patrons, and they had invested their money wisely so had a very nice little nest egg. They were never ones to spend lavishly, so they were fixed for life. Then his father came along. I told her that I could never understand what she saw in my father. She could probably have any man if she put her mind and other associated assets to it. So why a cantankerous old man like my father, who was always complaining about everything imaginable. "Your dad is a dear," she replied, "and quite a change of pace for me. And besides, I think he worships me." I agreed that he certainly did seem to think a lot of her, whether he got down on his knees to worship her or not, that was a different matter. "Oh sure he does," she replied mischievously, "how else do you think he could lick my cunt? He really loves doing that." "Any man would love to lick your cunt, including this one," I told her. "Junior, I think your father is the perfect package, and you are a part of what makes that package perfect," she told me as she started taking her clothes off. She was naked in an instant and laid crosswise on the bed, he knees bent, her legs spread and her cunt winking at me. When she caught me looking at her pussy, she told me that was a part of the snapping pussy that I was asking her about. She told me that some women could smoke a cigarette with their cunt, although she wouldn't tell me if that was a part of her bag of tricks. I got on my knees beside the bed and buried my head in her shaved cunt until I was hot as a firecracker, when I got on top of her in the missionary position and gave her a good fucking. The next time one of the girls came to my door, it was quite early in the morning and so I confidently called her Ollie. "Gothcha," Molly laughed. "You could have fooled me," I replied. "What do you mean, could have fooled you, I did, admit it," she demanded. I told her that it was a hollow victory, if nobody could tell them apart, then how could she expect me to know the difference? "We are going to have to do something," she said, changing the subject. "This dumb blond act we have often used was to cover up being involved with different people. If I was with her boyfriend and he got into some details I didn't know, I could pull off the dumb blond act. It worked lots of times too, but this time, we had no idea that we had hooked up with people that were related until we started putting our stories together and the name Junior came up." I told her that I didn't get it. Well it's this way, she told me that one of them might hook up with a man and the other a woman, and then they would switch. They would be able to satisfy the bi part of their sexuality and the people they were with would never be any the wiser. I asked her if she and Ollie had ever switched with my dad, and she replied that she had fallen for the old guy before she could get it set up. They had kind of lost touch with each other for a little bit. Then I had gotten involved, and that really complicated things. Then Molly told me that she wanted her ass fucked, and while that was not very complicated, it required all of my attention, her's too! That afternoon I screwed up again when Ollie dropped in and I called her Molly. The girls had been talking and they wanted to know what I thought about getting this situation cleared up. She told me that Molly loved my father and wanted to stay with him, and she said that she liked being with my mother and particularly her friends who seemed to be a never ending supply of horny women always passing through her place. I told her that I agreed that it should be cleared up ASAP and that the three of us should get together to figure out what to do about it. She said that it was kind of hard to get in touch with Molly, but she would arrange it the next time she spoke to her. Unlike her previous visits, Ollie wanted me to hold her, but that didn't last very long until she too ended up in the missionary position getting her pussy pounded. 3 The very next morning the pair of them were on my doorstep. Molly sat down at the table and started to talk to me while Ollie put the kettle on for some coffee. You could tell them apart, not by their appearance, but by their actions. I started the conversation by telling the girls that we needed to get the situation cleared up before somebody let the cat out of the bag accidentally. We talked it over until we thrashed out a plan, and finally all agreed to it. I was intrigued that they had been involved in sex shows and brought the subject up. I had been keeping track of who was who, and when I turned to Molly and asked her what kind of shows they had done, calling her by name, they were both surprised. She told me that one of their most popular was when they undressed each other and then had sex. We got a thousand dollars for doing that, and if the guys wanted us to fuck them after that, it was another five hundred a pop, maybe even more. You can see that the nest egg builds up pretty quick at those prices, and especially when you are doing two or some times even three shows a week. The idea seemed to take hold of Ollie and Molly and be damned if they didn't start kissing and pulling each other's clothes off. They ended up on my bed and when they did, the sexual energy was incredible. They were naked in minutes, having greeted everything with fingers, hands and tongues as it was exposed. I really learned what pussy rubbing was all about, and I'm afraid my father would not appreciate this demonstration of it because it involved Yvonne. She was very good at it, there was no doubt about that! The show really got started when they were naked. It was unreal how they were slapping each other wherever they could, non too gently patting the other's cunt, running their hands all over their bodies and any other erotic thing you could imagine. But the interesting thing about all of this was how quickly they did it, always keeping moving very quickly. The end of the show resulted in a huge climax, when the girls reached their orgasms, together. I don't know how they could have timed their climaxes so closely, but there was little doubt that they were both cumming, violently, shaking and moaning. When things calmed down, they fell in a heap, and you could see the sweat running off of their bodies. My god I was horny! What a performance! I had never seen anything so erotic before, and I just couldn't wait to get my cock into one of these exotic creatures. Ollie was the first to come around. She put her knees on the edge of the bed, and her shoulders on the bed, putting her ass up in the air toward me. I wasted no time getting my cock into her welcoming cunt. She was just as horny as I was, and we fucked like two wild things, until she snapped her pussy. The first time, it felt really great as she grabbed my cock, but the second time, she just held on tight. I could not resist her any longer, and blew my load deep in her body. I've seen some sex shows in my time, and I have never seen anything like the show those two girls put on. The raw sexual energy from those two was incredible, and we didn't do too bad either when I fucked Ollie. I've paid to see worse. Ollie got off of the bed and headed to the bathroom and moments later I heard the shower running. I thought to myself that she had earned that shower. Molly had been sitting in the chair, slouched down, her legs spread apart and she had her middle finger in her slit gently rubbing the hood over her clit as she watched me and Ollie fuck. "Did you save any of that for me?" she asked. "For you Molly, anytime," I told her jokingly, "just give me a minute or two to get back in the game." "I can help with that," she said bounding off the chair and on to the bed beside me. Sitting beside me, she kissed my cheek and briefly stuck her tongue in my ear. "Cut that out, that tickles," I told her, and went on to tell her how sexy their little show had been. "It made me hornier than any porn show I've ever seen." "Tell me about it!" she laughed. "It makes us just as horny. You wouldn't believe it, but half of the guys that have seen it are stroking their cocks by the time we are finished. They'll pay anything to fuck us then, and if you want the truth, we are probably horny enough to fuck them for free." I told her that it was probably the energy that they put into their act. In most of the live sex shows I had seen, the participants looked like they were just going through the motions without any emotion, just like a bunch of zombies. Molly told me that she hoped that I wasn't a zombie for the next act as she continued her nibbling on my ear. I don't know what the ear has to do with the cock, but I was hard again, so I playfully grabbed her and threw her on her back on the bed in a mock wrestling hold. Before she could move, I pounced on her and shoved my hard cock into her cunt, violently, to the hilt. She met my ramming cock with a hard thrust of her own. Despite starting off with a few really hard thrusts, our fucking soon tapered off into a tender almost love- making fuck. I kissed her and she kissed me. I ran my hands all over her body and she did the same for me. Ollie came out of the bathroom with a towel around her, looked at us fucking for a minute and asked if we were falling asleep. Maybe I could help you two to put some life into it, she suggested. Molly told her that the pair of them owed me a lot. She said that she loved my father, but without the fucking I was giving her, she wouldn't be able to stay with him or she would have to be out looking for ass on the street. Ollie said that she was getting plenty of sex and she liked that, but she wasn't getting any man meat except what she was getting from me. "But something could come along and fuck things up," Molly told us. "What are we going to do?" Ollie asked. "Do you think my father is jealous of me as far as you are concerned?" I asked Molly. She replied that she really didn't think so. She said that he keeps talking about pussy rubbing and I think it would be more likely to spoil things if he caught me with a woman," Molly replied. "What about you, Ollie," I asked. "I don't know," she replied. "I think your mother would be jealous if she thought you were trying to lure me away. I know she seems to be jealous of other men." "The way you two talk, you seem to be fed up with this twin thing. Are you really?" I asked. "It was kind of fun when we were little, and mother would dress us up the same. Everybody would oh and ah," Ollie said. "It was fun too when we were going to high school and starting to date," Molly added. "But it was a bit much toward the end, when you might have a dozen guys with their cocks in their hands, pawing over you like meat in a butcher shop," Ollie contributed, a rather disgusted look on her face. "We were talking about quitting when Molly happened to meet your dad." "We did get some good fucking out of it sometimes though. Makes you understand what it means to get your brains fucked out of you, when you never want to see another stiff cock. But the down side of it is that it makes you a whore, no matter what fancy label you put on it. Sure you don't have to parade your ass on the street, and the money is good, but you are still a whore and every man looks at you differently," Molly told us. "But the real trouble with that life is getting hooked on drugs! If you're stoned, you don't care what anybody calls you or how many cocks are stuffed in you. Maybe that is why so many of the girls on the street are on drugs it's the only way they can face themselves. Thank goodness we never got into that!" Ollie concluded. "Amen to that!" I replied, having experimented with drugs when I was younger, then I changed the subject. "Did you ever think of changing your appearance to look different?" I asked. The girls looked at each other, Ollie shrugged and said that they had talked about cosmetic surgery, but never went any further than that. "Ouch!" I replied, "that sounds painful. Ever think about changing you hair style or getting it dyed?" "That wouldn't hurt a bit," Ollie laughed, "except maybe a bit in the pocket book." The girls decided right there and then that they both would get their hair changed and dyed, suggesting that would be a good way to show that they had changed completely. I suggested that they could also change the way that they dressed, showing more individuality. They agreed, but still wondered if that would be enough. Supposing my father caught Yvonne with Ollie, what about the questions that would come from that, especially if it happened by accident in circumstances that looked bad. "Leave it up to me," I bravely told them, "here is what we are going to do." According to plan, Ollie tells mom that she bought a chest of drawers from a friend, and wondered if I could go with her to pick it up. Of course mom phoned me to see if I would do it, and again according to plan, we agreed to go for the chest in the morning. I would pick up Yvonne at mom's place, go get the chest, and bring them back to her place. In the morning, I drive over to mom's place with my truck, pick Ollie up and go for the chest of drawers. We pick them up and drive over to dad's place. There Ollie and I walk into the house. Dad's jaw drops to his chest while I tell him, "Look what I found at mom's!" while the girls are embracing as if they hadn't seen each other in a year. Molly takes Ollie by the hand and introduces her to dad telling him that while they looked alike, she liked girls and only girls. Ollie told dad that she had met mom and had recently moved in with her, having no idea where her sister was. They told dad about both of them calling themselves Yvonne because it sounded like a sexy French name, and nobody could tell them apart anyway. Dad was skeptical but didn't make an argument about it. We had lunch and afterward, dad sidled up beside Ollie and gave her a long lingering feel, sliding his hand up the back of her leg and the crack of her ass. Ollie told him that it felt nice and she liked it, but his wife might not approve. We all had a laugh at dad's expense, and he wasn't skeptical any longer. We spent the afternoon at dad's place, then the girls and I took the chest of drawers to mom's place to be there when mom got home from work. When mom got there, Ollie was in the bedroom putting her things in her new chest of drawers while Molly and I were sitting at the kitchen table, having a cup of coffee. I could see that mom was puzzled about my being there, but I stood up and gave her a hug as I was saying "Hi maw." But when she got to Molly, she really gave her tight squeeze, and an intimate kiss, just as Ollie walked into the room. It was fun to watch mom's expression as Ollie introduced her sister Molly to mom. A Family Affair! Ollie told mom all about them both using the name Yvonne from the time they were little, and she told her that she knew her sister was living with an older man, but neither one of them had any idea that there was a connection between dad and her. Where we had picked up the chest of drawers was near dad's and I wanted to stop for a cup of coffee and Ollie found her sister! We left mom's, telling her that Molly was a man's meat kind of girl, but mom invited her to come back anyway. Of course, after all of this activity, I couldn't take Molly back to dad's home without a short pit stop at my place. There I fucked her for about half an hour, a nice tender meeting of our bodies, totally unlike the acrobatic sex these two usually indulged in. As it turned out, everything worked. The girls told mom and dad they wanted to bury this twin thing they had faced all their lives. Molly asked dad what color to dye her hair, and they settled on a red head, while mom and Ollie decided on cutting her hair short and dying it in a brunette shade. The girls phoned each other constantly, not long gabbing sessions, just short little calls. They saw each other often too, going shopping together, or dropping in to see me. They tried to dream up innocent reasons for their visits to me, but in fact, most of their visits were any thing but innocent. After that, I could count on getting thoroughly "sexed" three or four times a week. Sometimes it was one of them, but quite often the pair of them would visit. Those encounters were usually pretty wild! The girls always told me that I was the only sex they were getting away from home, and they were the only sex I was getting, not that I needed any more. It was good for me, with me working at home, I really enjoyed a break, and a sex break was even better. Besides, there was none of my time wasted looking for women, or maintaining a relationship. Dad never visited mom's apartment, and mom never went back to the house again, but Ollie and Molly were constantly visiting back and forth. Sometimes the girls would take dad or mom somewhere with them, often dropping in at my place for a little visit. It's funny that I would call them the girls, they were ten years older that I was, but that is what I always called them. It was funny the change in their appearance when they decided to kick the twin thing and become more individualistic. Their relationship with me changed as well. Gone was their frantic couplings we had enjoyed, and in it's place we followed a more relaxed sexual relationship. I must say that it was a more loving relationship too. One night when the girls dropped by, Molly brought up the subject of children, saying that she had always wanted to have a family. Ollie told her that she had no such ambitions, but if that was what she wanted, she should have picked on a younger man to marry. Molly looked at me and told her that there didn't look like there was anything wrong with me. I'm fucking his dad regularly, if not as much as I would like, and he would never know if Junior knocked me up. It was funny, as I have been telling you, I was getting more than my share of sex, and unwanted erections were pretty much a thing of the past. However, when Molly talked of me knocking her up, that familiar swelling in the groin started to take place, and the first thing I knew there was a full blown hard on in my pants. Ollie shrugged her shoulders and said she guessed it was up to Molly if she wanted kids, but that was not for her. She was close enough for me to grab, so I did, asking what was wrong with me, I would happily get her pregnant, while wrestling around with her, and finally finding a use for that hard cock. A couple of weeks later, Molly told me that she had gone off of the pill, and that her doctor had told her to avoid getting pregnant for a couple of months, so that meant that I would have to use condoms, if I wanted to fuck her. "Yes mother," I replied and she made a face at me. But it wasn't too much longer before she told me that she was pregnant, and she was pretty sure that it was mine. She said that dad had been fucking her bareback while I was using condoms and almost immediately after I stopped using condoms, she was pregnant. She told me that dad was as proud as a peacock figuring that the baby was his own. 4 In due course, a little girl she called Pamela for her grandmother was born, and everybody was ecstatic. This pregnancy and childbirth thing was something else, and while they don't allow stepsons in the delivery room to witness the birth, the whole affair was an experience. Molly enthusiastically embraced it all, including an active sex life during the pregnancy and after the birth. Molly told me that dad lost all interest in sex with her when she got pregnant, saying that he wanted to protect the child she was carrying. I found that her tits were really swollen and very sensitive. They were too sore for some of our earlier games, but she loved to have them rubbed gently and the nipples sucked. Gone was the earlier acrobatic sex, especially as her pregnancy advanced. Her big belly all but ruled out sex in the missionary position, but she liked to lie on her side and get fucked gently from behind. She was really horny, always wanting some kind of sex. Later, as she began to get milk in her breasts, she liked to be suckled, and I liked milking her too whenever I got the chance. For my part, I was both an interested observer and an expectant father. Molly really couldn't say that it was my baby, but she thought so, and that was probably good enough for the both of us and Ollie too. While she had no interest in children for herself, she took a great interest in everything that Molly was going through, and doted on the baby when it arrived. Molly was breast feeding Pamela, and I didn't see much of Molly during that time. She would usually bring Pamela with her so I could see my daughter and watch her breast feed her, a beautiful natural process. Quite often nursing the baby made Molly horny, but it wasn't like before, she always had her mind on the baby, and the slightest sound from her got Molly's immediate attention no matter what we were doing. Mind you, I wasn't complaining because it was just the natural thing for her to do. I would feel guilty sometimes about my undercover relationship with the girls behind my parents' back, but the girls always argued against it. Ollie said that my mother would be hurt more by knowing that she was still interested in having sex with a man than having sex with another person because she was regularly involved with some of mom's girlfriends with her approval. Molly said that his father was happy with her, and while she loved him, she didn't think that she could stick it out without more sex than he could give her at his age. My thought that these girls had become so accustomed to their customers cheating on their spouses, that it became the norm for them. Maybe they just had to have some intrigue in their lives to satisfy their quick wits, but I certainly wasn't complaining, and I wasn't about to bust their bubble either. It all changed when Molly had weaned Pamela. She told me that she wanted to have another child, and it was immediately apparent in our sex life. She would leave Pamela with her sister Ollie, and all she wanted to do from the moment she got into the house was fuck. It seemed to me that Molly wanted to make love, not simply have sex, as we usually did. She wanted to be held, and every inch of her body became alive under my touch. Of course, she quickly became pregnant, and nine months later a boy was born. You can only have one Junior in the family, and she called him William, for someone in her family. We called him Billie. It was nice to see Molly's transformation from what you would have to call a high priced call girl into a mother and home body. We all kind of settled in to a rut. It wasn't so easy for Molly to come and visit me now with two kids to look after, and what usually happened was that both of the girls came at the same time with the kids. I would take one of the girls to bed with me and fuck her while the other looked after the kids. Then I would get up and play with the kids for a while, then taking the other one to bed to fuck her. Needless to say, I was always satisfied after one of their visits. Of course, other times when Molly felt adventurous, she would leave the kids with Ollie, and we could have a more "acrobatic" sexual experience, complete with all of the fucking, sucking and what not we had always loved. She was still one horny woman and our encounters were often wild affairs. Our wild threesomes were all but gone now because somebody had to look after the kids. I missed them and sometimes wished that I could crawl into bed for the night with these two. Still, it was a good relationship, and really I didn't have any complaints. The girls never complained to me either, they were always cheerful and upbeat, something that cannot be said for lots of other relationships. So maybe my parents had gained from our strange relationship after all. Ollie maintained that she had been able to satisfy any maternal yearning she might have through association with Molly, her experiences, and looking after her children. She still maintained that sex should be for recreation, not procreation, at least for her. Fortunately, we never got caught screwing around. There were several close calls. It was better after the kids came along, and the person who was looking after them was also the lookout. One afternoon when I was fucking Molly in the bedroom Art, an old friend that I had gone to school with came around. Ollie warned us that somebody was coming, (it wasn't either of us!). We grabbed our clothes, Molly heading for the kitchen, while I headed for the bathroom, and Ollie answered the door. "Is Junior here?" the visitor asked. "Yes, he's in the bathroom, wont you come in? He wont be more than a minute," Ollie told him. She opened the door for him, and showed him to the living room, where he sat in the easy chair. Moments later, Molly came in from the kitchen a baby bottle in her hand and said hello, just as I was emerging from the bathroom. "Hello Art," I greeted him, "what brings you here?" "Nothing much," he replied, "I was passing by and I thought that I would stop in and say hello. I haven't seen you in a long time." We had gone to high school together, and later Art started pushing drugs. I used to buy drugs from him sometimes when I was doing drugs. I introduced Art to the girls, and we chatted for a few minutes about nothing in particular, when, saying his goodbyes, Art got up and left. The girls didn't much like Art or the way that he behaved. I put his visit down to him wondering if I was in the market for some drugs, not being willing to say so in front of the girls and dismissed it. Two days later, the purpose of Art's visit became painfully evident, when a huge cop came crashing through the front door without even trying to open it or knock. The big cop was waving a piece of paper saying that they have a search warrant, while another one heads for the easy chair. A couple of more cops are standing around the doorway. The cop lifts the cushion from the easy chair and finds a plastic bag there, with several small baggies containing a white powder inside of it. "What have you got there?" the big cop asked. "Looks like crack!" the other cop said, as he turned around and tossed the package to me. The natural reflex was to catch the bag, thus putting my fingerprints on it, but thinking fast, I just let it fall to the floor. Nonetheless, in less time than it takes to tell about it, my hands were handcuffed behind my back, I was read my rights and I was hustled into the back seat of a squad car. The big cop had knocked my front door off of it's hinges and they were preparing to drive away leaving my house sitting wide open, the front door laying in the front yard, and thousands of dollars of computer equipment there unprotected, not to mention all of my files and work that would be very difficult to replace. I asked to see whoever was in charge of the operation, and I was surprised when the sergeant in charge came to the car, and very civilly asked what I wanted. "You're not going to drive away and leave all of my valuable equipment unprotected, are you?" I asked. His attitude seemed to change, and he sneered, "Why not, you probably paid for it running a crack house anyway." It was obvious that I wasn't going to get anywhere with this guy, but I had to try. "Sergeant," I have never run a crack house, you know that this was not a crack house, and if anything is missing here, I will sue you and hold you personally responsible." The sergeant only laughed at me, and told them to take me away. When we got to the police station, I demanded my phone call, and called my father's number. Molly answered the phone, and I told her what had happened, telling her to go to my place asap to protect it from looters and get me a lawyer to come and bail me out as soon as possible. I couldn't believe it. I was shoved in this cell with a bunch of other guys waiting to be fingerprinted and what ever it is that they do before they throw you in the clink, when I was escorted to another room to see my lawyer. I had never seen the man before or even heard of him, but he was all business, got me before a justice of the peace, and arranged bail before I knew what was going on. To say I was flabbergasted was putting it mildly. In the first place, I had no idea how the law worked, except for second hand accounts. Most of the tales I heard were about neighborhood guys that spent a couple of weeks in a cell before they could arrange bail, have somebody find the money and get them out. When I was released, the lawyer gave me his card and told me to contact him if and when I had further need of his services. When I asked him about how much it was going to cost, and about payment, I was flabbergasted all over again. He told me that it had all been taken care of already. Being more anxious about the house, I got a taxi and headed straight home. I didn't have to worry, Mollie, Ollie and dad were there and a carpenter was repairing the door. Ollie told me that mom was looking after the kids. Not wanting to rock the boat with my father around, I just thanked everybody profusely, knowing that I would get all the details in due course. Looking back, dad was the only one that was surprised to see me out so quickly. So obviously Molly must have known what was going on. She undoubtedly was the one that orchestrated everything. Life returned more or less to normal except that now there was this drug trafficking charge hanging over my head. I had to go to court to be charged, and the lawyer that Molly had retained represented me every time. These were only formalities, procedures that had to be followed to put the trial in motion. And speaking of motion, the prosecutor filed several motions with the court, and my lawyer filed several more including a motion to dismiss the whole affair. I had to admit that my lawyer was pretty slick, not very much got past him, and he always had something to come back to answer for whatever the prosecuting lawyer had to say. When I asked Molly who was paying for the lawyer, she only shushed me, but did say that he was one of the best in his business. I had a couple of meetings with the lawyer in front of his secretary when he asked me everything in great detail, even though there wasn't much to this case. It was a clear case of the police using someone to entrap another person. Both Ollie and Mollie told me that the lawyer had taken depositions from them after talking to them about the case on the telephone. While all of this was going on, this drama took centre stage, but that didn't affect our sex life. That went on just as before. Usually the girls would come over together, with the babies, and I would fuck the pair of them in turn. We seldom did anything but straight fucking anymore although the positions often varied. Occasionally one of the girls wanted to get fucked up the ass, and I was only too happy to oblige. We were all agreed that there was a danger that the police would have the house under surveillance, and we tried to act circumspectly. You never knew what could happen when you were dealing with the police. As a result, the girls didn't visit me as often, and never stayed as long as they usually did. Despite our somewhat curtailed love life, we made out and got through a difficult period. But get through it we did. Despite the fact that my lawyer was confident that we would win the case, there always lingering doubts in my mind. I had known too many local guys that had ended up with a lengthy sentence in prison from a case that had been exactly like mine. It seemed to me and my friends that the courts listened only to what they wanted to hear, and ignored the rest. The testimony of a cop was gospel, anybody else was suspect. Finally, the day for the trial came along. The judge was in his chambers, the prosecutor and another guy were at a table in the court room, while I was at another table with my lawyer. There were some other people in the court room that were officials of the court system. It all began with one of those officials calling the court to order and giving the judge's name. We had to stand while the judge walked into the court room and took his place behind what they called the bench. Then the trial began. The prosecutor called the police sergeant that had been in charge of the raid on my home. He was asked if he was in charge or the raid, and to tell the court what had transpired that day. The sergeant told the court that on the day in question he had been assigned with three police constables to raid a suspected crack house at the location in question. He said that they had executed a search warrant, and after searching the house, a plastic bag containing several smaller plastic bags that were found to have crack cocaine in them. The prosecutor asked the sergeant whether any other drugs were found in the house? The sergeant replied "No." My lawyer began by asking if he was the one that had found the plastic bag containing the cocaine. The sergeant replied, "No Sir." "Did you actually see the cocaine when it was being found?" he asked. "No Sir, I did not," he replied. My lawyer asked him if he was in the house at the time of the raid, and the sergeant told him that he was outside standing in the doorway, there was another policeman standing beside him just inside the door, and there were two policemen in the living room, "Did you speak to the defendant?" my lawyer asked. "No Sir," he replied. My lawyer indicated that there would be no further questions, and the witness was excused. I got angry and wondered what was going on here. This guy's testimony was misleading and partially an outright lie, I fumed to my lawyer. My lawyer calmly told me to keep my voice down because the people at the prosecutor's table could hear me, and they would be listening. 5 The next witness was the policeman that actually found the cocaine. He told the court that he had found the plastic bag hidden under the cushion of a large easy chair. "And where was this chair located?" the prosecutor asked the cop. "It was right in the living room twelve or fifteen feet from the entrance," he responded. My lawyer asked the cop why they were at my place? and he said it was because they had a search warrant that alleged that the house was a crack house and crack cocaine would be found there. "Do you know the source of that allegation?" the lawyer asked him. A Family Affair I've written a few fictional stories that I've posted here, and now, I'm going to tell you all a true story from my life. First, let me tell you a little about myself. My name's Tracy and I'm 31 years old. I'm Caucasian, 5'5" tall, slender, with fair skin, light brown curly shoulder length hair, green eyes, 34B breasts and a nice firm ass. I'm proud of my body, and often wear short skirts, low cut tops and tend to go without panties, especially in the summer when it's hot. Oh, and I love sex, lots and lots of sex and have a definite kinky side to me. Oh, and I love dirty talk during sex, especially having a guy call me names like whore, slut, and even bitch. Now that you know what I look like, let's get on with the story. A few years ago, I was in a serious relationship with a guy named Will. He was a couple of years older than me, good looking, 6'5 with a muscular body and a dick that was 9" long and 2 ½" thick flaccid that swelled to 11 1/2" long and 3 1/2" thick when erect. He was the youngest of five brothers, all who have similar bodies to him. Once a week, Will, his brothers and their father would gather in our game room to play poker and have a few beers. One night while they were playing cards, Will called out to me, I was in the living room, and asked me to bring them some beers. When I was setting the beers down, I leaned over, my skirt raised up, inadvertently giving Will's brother Jim a glimpse of my bare ass. Will noticed what Jim was looking at and said, "Jim, why don't you push her skirt up and get a better look?" Jim grinned and pushed my skirt up to my waist, baring my ass and freshly waxed pussy to everyone. It was obvious that they liked what they saw, as their shorts began to tent as their cocks sprang to attention. What I did next brought a grin to all of their faces. I stepped back and took my skirt off before stripping off my shirt, leaving me in nothing but my favorite silver stiletto sandals. I moved beside Jim and bent over, unzipping his shorts and pulling his cock out. Before he could say anything, I took him in my mouth and started sucking him off. After a couple of moments, he stated bucking his hips, shoving his cock down my throat. He didn't last long and I was soon swallowing the ribbons of his cum as they spurted down my throat. When he finished, I stood up and took a drink of his beer before looking around the table and saying, "Who's next?" Their father, Aaron, unfastened his shorts and pulled his dick out, so I rounded the table and took him in my mouth. He grabbed my head and started fucking my face, shoving his enormous cock down my throat. After several minutes, he came and I swallowed his cum. After a drink of his beer, I moved on to Will's brother Steve. After Steve, it was Chris's turn, then Blake, and finally Will. By the time I was finished with Will, Jim and Aaron were ready to go again. Instead of sucking them off, though, I laid down on the table in front of Jim, spread my legs and told him to fuck me. He looked at Will, who told him to go ahead, so Jim stood up and pressed his long, thick cock deep into my pussy. After a few, almost gentle thrusts, I told him to fuck me hard. Jim grinned and started pounding me hard, pulling almost all the way out before burying himself balls deep inside me again. After several minutes, he began to tense up and Will said, "Cum inside her. Fill my little cock whore's pussy up." That's all Jim needed to hear, and he came, sending a couple of long spurts deep inside me. As soon as he finished and pulled out, Aaron took his place, telling his sons to watch and learn, that he was going to show them how to fuck a cock whore like me. Aaron pulled me off of the table, turned me around, and bent me over it. As soon as my chest hit the table, he thrust into me hard and fast, burying his foot long, four inch thick cock deep inside me. Before I had a chance to stretch around him, he started fucking me hard and fast, bottoming out against my cervix on every thrust and bringing an element of pain to things that to my surprise, had me cumming harder and longer than I ever had in my life. When my pussy finally relaxed around him, he gave me a few more thrusts before pulling out and burying himself in my ass and filling my bowels with what felt like endless streams of semen. After Aaron pulled out, Steve lifted me off of the table and led me over to the couch. He sat down and told me to ride him. I climbed on top of him and we soon got into a rhythm that had us both moaning in ecstasy. While I was fucking Steve, Will grabbed a bottle of lube and passed it to Chris, who covered his cock, moved behind me, and slowly entered my ass. The three of us went at it for a while before Steve came in my pussy with a groan. A few minutes later, Chris lifted me off of Steve and bent me over the couch before thrusting into my pussy and after a few thrusts, came adding his spending to that of his brothers. When he had pulled out, Blake laid me out on the floor and covered me with his body. He was slower and gentler than his brothers and father, and to my delight, soon had me cumming yet again. After he, too had cum inside me, he moved out of the way so Will could take a turn. Will told me to get on all fours and fucked me hard and fast, spanking my ass in time to his thrusts until it was bright red and felt like it was on fire. I was begging to cum, but he came before I could, adding his cum to that of his brothers. As soon as Will finished, Aaron told him to get out of the way, that he "wanted to make the little slut scream". He fucked me harder and faster than anyone ever had before or since and soon had me crying and screaming in a mixture of pleasure and pain. After several minutes of the brutal pace, he came, adding his cum to his sons' and making me cum once last time. When he was done, he pulled out and stood up. Jim and Blake helped me stand up and Will took a couple of pictures of me with their cum running down my legs. They thanked me for a good time, went and cleaned themselves up, and left. As soon as they were gone, I took a shower to soothe my aching body and get the cum off of me while Will straightened up the house and called for take out. When I was done, I rejoined Will downstairs and ate a late dinner before going to bed, exhausted from the evenings' activities. I was sore for the next couple of days because of some minor internal bruising, specifically on my cervix but when the guys asked me for an encore performance a few weeks later, I quickly agreed and enjoyed myself even more than I did the first time! I'm no longer with Will and unfortunately have lost contact with all of them, but thanks to them, I've developed and love for being the center of gang-bangs and engage in them a few times a year! A Family Affair "Today is the big day." I say, laying naked on my back under the covers next to my husband, Paul. He turns to me and presses his dripping erection against my thigh. His hand slowly caresses my breasts, playing a little with my nipples before he slides his hand over my flat tummy, tickling my belly button as he makes his way to my holy entrance. I open my legs to allow him access to my shaved pussy. His hand settles on my smooth vulva. He wiggles his middle finger between my wet outer lips and rubs his finger up and down my slit. I can feel my breath deepening as I start to pant and my pussy burning with desire. I love it when Paul starts our mornings with such sexual enthusiasm. Nothing gets me going faster than a good morning fuck. My pussy is waiting for his finger to enter my sacred entrance. But, most of all, I long to feel his cock pumping in and out of my sheath. But not now. With all the willpower I can muster, I push Paul's hand away from my dripping pussy, lick his finger clean of my own juices and jump out of bed. Rushing to the bathroom to do my morning routine, I prepare myself for the big day. Paul reluctantly follows, his erection stiff as ever. He comes up behind me while I am busy brushing my teeth. He glides his stiff cock between my legs. My pussy is on fire and I dearly want his erection to enter me. I wiggle my behind to give him some pleasure but know that we cannot continue much longer before the big moment arrives. I turn around, passionately kiss him and pump his cock a couple times. "Hurry up. We don't want to disappoint them." Five minutes later we are both back in bed, sitting cross-leg and naked on top of the covers, waiting for the big moment. We didn't have to wait long before James and Kate burst into our room and jump on the bed. Our eighteen year old twin children are naked as the day they were born but Kate now has a beautiful figure, a smooth pussy like mine and full rounded breasts. James is well built and an erection that rivals his dad's. We all have smooth all-over tans. We have been nudists since Paul and I got married nearly 19 years ago. The semi-tropical climate we live in make it possible to never wear any clothes in and around the house. Most of our friends are nudists/swingers like us and those who are not are curious about our lifestyle. Hopefully we can persuade a few more friends to join our love circle. "Happy birthday, you two," we congratulate the twins on their 18th birthday. Paul opens his arms to give Kate a hug. She just plonks herself on top of Paul, flattens his erection against his groin and wraps her legs around his body. She gives him a sloppy kiss while James stands in front of me, offering his cock to my mouth. I give the head a little kiss but James has other ideas. He pushes his erection into my mouth, making his wish abundantly clear. I take hold of his shaft, pull his cockhood back and run my hand smoothly over it. I slowly swirl my tongue around the head of his cock. With my other hand I caress James' balls and push one finger into his anus. "Stop it," orders Paul. "That's enough." A concerned Kate climbs off Paul and James withdraws his cock from my mouth. "I know we said that today is the day we all can make love, but first things first... Kate...., James...., Linda and I are very proud of you. No parent can wish for more loving kids who make us happy." It has been hard to raise the twins when we were both 18, studying and working hard to make ends meet. Our parents rejected us when I got pregnant at 17 but we decided to show the world that we mean business. We created our own company that started small but after a few hard working years we turned it into a profitable international business. "We also want to thank you for raising us in such a free lifestyle," says Kate. "Our friends are jealous and most would like to join us." "That can be arranged," I say, looking at Paul for a cue to continue. Paul pulls Kate closer and plays with her pussy. "Now for the serious stuff. Come here and let me clean your pussy with my tongue." Kate gives a squeal of delight and drops backwards on the bed, spreading her legs for her Dad, her pussy gaping. I've waited so long to see my husband make love to our children, and the sight of Paul tentatively, exploring the outer folds of Kate's vulva starts my pussy juice flowing freely, wetting the bed covers. I sense that James, who sits beside me, fixed his gaze on Paul and Kate. I wonder if he and Kate have already explored each other sexually. That was not my concern now, because after today, they might not get enough of each other. I turn to James and kiss him, inserting my tongue between his lips. I take his erection in both my hands and slowly play with his thick, throbbing cock. But before I can wrap my mouth around his cock head, James pushes me onto my back and lowers his face to my waiting pussy. I can see the lust in his eyes as he fastens his gaze on my pussy. I spread my legs wider and open my nether lips with both my hands, letting him see my inner pinkness. "Wow, Mom. You have a beautiful pussy." James can be such a charmer. "Lick between the folds of my pussy," I instruct him. He slowly lowers his mouth to my waiting pussy and sticks his tongue out to touch my wetness. Suddenly he attacks my pussy with his mouth, trying to devour my vulva with one gulp. I push his face away. "Slow down, stud. My pussy is not a pizza. You must be gentle and use your tongue as though you're licking ice cream." "Sorry, Mom." "Watch your Dad. See how he flicks his tongue over your sister's clit." Just then Paul sucks Kate's clit into his mouth, sending her into ecstasy. "Now you try it," I coach my beautiful son. It will take a while for him to be an expert like his dad but we're here to teach our children to make love to the world. Hopefully they will be better prepared than we were at 18. "Fuck me, Dad," I hear Kate begging Paul. This I have to see. I turn around to stand on all fours, motioning to James to take me from behind so that we can see the action between Paul and Kate. They lay diagonally from us on the bed. I can see the lust in my daughter's eyes. She turns to me and pulls me to give me a sloppy kiss. James puts his hands on my hips but doesn't insert his cock into my waiting pussy. Maybe he is just as engrossed with what is about to happen as I am. "Thank you," she whispers. I kiss her back and take Paul's cock in my hand to guide it into Kate's pussy. I've done this many times with our lovers but this is a first time I will steer it into my daughter. I stop for a moment, look at the two lovers and now I see only love. I bend over to suck Paul's cock, swirl my tongue around the head, swipe it a few times through my daughter's wet pussy slit before I push it into her waiting fanny. "Enjoy." I say as Paul slowly inserts his erection into her. I know that Kate's hymen was broken a few years ago. I stare fascinated at their action. There is nothing, no sight or action in the world as beautiful as people making love. I can see Kate's pussy enveloping, devouring and then spewing out Paul's erection in a smooth action. Her inner wetness leaves a slick film around Paul's shaft. Closing my eyes, I hear their sound of their passions and I feel my heart swelling with love and pride. Somebody is feeling my breasts as it hangs beneath me, then another hand. I open my eyes and see that Kate and Paul each have a hand caressing me. James then bumps his cock against my pussy as if saying that he wants part of the action. I turn around and see my son holding his erection in his hand with pleading lustful eyes. Laying my head down next to Peter's pumping action, I spread my legs and ask Kate to guide her brother's cock into me. She takes him into her mouth, suck it before she guides his cock into my pussy. He stretches my vagina and slowly follows his dad's rhythm, fucking me in and out, in and out. Bending over he kisses me with all the love and lust in his young body. My body is on fire, sucking and drawing James into me. His young cock is burning a path of fire in my pussy, sending me into passionate embrace with love. The two men in my life are so similar yet so different. Paul is gentle and enduring, while James is strong and impatient. His rhythm is increasing, becoming stronger and harder. I increase the pressure of my pussy muscles on his shaft, trying to heighten our pleasure. Just as we're all about to come, I clamp my legs behind James to stop the pumping action. Paul is already pulling out of Kate. He moves down her body, kissing her glistening sweaty body as he continues to her pussy. I can see that she wants more but once Paul pleasures her with his mouth and tongue she goes into a orgasmic spasm. James pulls out of me to copy his Dad. His pussy eating actions are enthusiastic but still unsophisticated. It will take more than a few licks for me to reach an orgasm and a few more lessons before James can dream of getting me off with just his tongue. I push James away and get up. My orgasm can wait. "It is time to get the two men off," I say to Kate as I grab their stiff cocks at the bases and force the men in a standing position, facing each other. I first rub their stiff cocks together and then take them one at a time into my mouth, sucking and licking them. Kate gets up, sees what I'm doing and scrambles to join me. As I suck on one cock, I push the other cock into her mouth. She follows my lead in sucking their beautiful erections. After a while, we swop cocks, with me still holding onto both. Kate surprises me when she starts to fondle their balls and working her way towards their backdoors. A few minutes later James screams as he shoots his load into his sister's mouth. It takes her by surprise but like a real trooper, she takes almost everything his got into her mouth, spilling a few drops onto her chin. I want to continue for Paul to come but he gently stops me. We have a lot of loving ahead of us today and for Peter to climax now would spoil the rest of the festivities. I lean over to Kate and lick her brother's come off her face. She grabs my head and kisses me passionately. I let my hands travel over her body, caressing her breasts, worrying her nipples and ending up finger-fucking her. She is still wet from her lovemaking with Paul. We move to a 69 position with Kate on top, where I can have easy access to her pussy and she to mine. But before I can admire Kate's pussy, I watch Paul coaches James to suck his cock. It doesn't take long before James gets into a rhythm with his mouth and hands. Paul always says that you cannot expect someone to suck you off if you don't know what it takes to have someone down your throat. The same with women. How can you expect a man to lick your pussy if you haven't eaten pussy yourself? Hopefully James will enjoy sucking cock as much as eating pussy. I don't know what the fuss is all about men having sex with men. I believe we're all bisexual, but don't realise it. This is the next step in our children's education. If women's sexuality is fluid, meaning that they can fall in love with a woman as easily as with a man, why not the same with men? Is it just our social conditioning or is it biological? Woody Allen once said that bisexuality has the distinct advantage that you can double your chances for a Saturday night date. With that kind of odds, why not swing both ways? Paul and I enjoy both sexes because we believe in equal opportunities. Why deny someone your loving touch, or refuse experiences that might expose you to divine ecstasy? Kate's tongue licking my knob brings me back to her lovely pussy in my face. Her pussy lips are still wet and engorged from the sex with her Dad. I stick my tongue out to touch her delicate flesh. She quivers as I slide my tongue between the silky folds of her pussy. What a lovely taste. Using my hands, I open her lips and stick two fingers in her vagina. Opening my fingers inside her pussy, I search for her sacred spot, that soft cushion, when stimulated correctly can trigger more pleasure for her than she can imagine. In the meantime Kate is also busy with my pussy. This is going to be a memorable day for all of us. To be continued... A Family Affair This story is a follow up to my stories called "Making Mommy Mine" and "Daddy's New Girl." This story can stand alone, but for background information (and a good read), check them out! In those stories, I recount the true story of how I developed a sexual relationship with both of my parents, separately, after their divorce when I was 18. I chose to move and live with my father after the divorce, and now, he and I have an extremely close relationship and have sex on an almost daily basis. He and I live as husband-and-wife in many aspects. My mother and I see less of each other, but we have had a few threesomes and have had sex alone many times. My parents divorce was due to financial issues, but they have both remained amicable and were aware of the relationship I had with both of them. My ultimate fantasy was to have the 3 of us have a sexual relationship together, and recently, it finally happened. This is how it went down: "I can't believe we're actually doing this," my father said as we walked into the lobby of our favorite restaurant. We were there to meet my mother for dinner. It was the first time my parents would be seeing each other in over 6 months. "Are you excited?" I asked as I leaned in to kiss him softly. My father is 45, but looks very good for his age. We often get stares in public for the difference in age, but no one around here knows the truth about us. "Very. I haven't seen Val in so long, I can't wait" he replied. Just then we saw my mother walking through the doors. She looked radiant, dressed in a knee-length black dress with a sharp V-Neck that revealed her ample cleavage. Her blonde hair was down and flowing across her shoulders. She smiled when she saw us, and walked over to where we were standing excitedly. "Hi, baby" she said to me, giving me a quick peck. "Ow Ow, look at you, sexy mama!" I said with a laugh. "We're so excited to see you." "Val, you look great" my father said, staring my mother up and down. "Thank you, John. As do you," my mother said coyly. The waiter came and walked us to our table. We sat down and ordered, and then began to make small talk. "So, John, Kelsie tells me you decided to take a new job. How is that going?" my mother asked. "It's great," he said. "It definitely keeps me busy." "Not too busy, though, it sounds like" she said with a laugh and a nod at my father and I, alluding to our sexual rendezvous I had told her about. When I first revealed to my mother that my dad and I were having sex on a regular basis, she had trouble coming to terms with it. In time, though, she began to realize how truly in love we were and opened up to, and even embraced the idea. I had always had a special connection with my father, and we had both had taboo feelings for one another for as long as we could remember. The waiter brought us our meals and we ate and had light-hearted conversation throughout the meal. The conversation eventually turned to sex, when my father asked my mom about her relationships after the divorce. "I've seen a few people, but nothing serious" she said. "Recently I've just been having fun with Kels, that's about the extent of my excitement these days" she laughed. "That's such a shame," he said. "I certainly hope to change that." I was seated between both of my parents, and they were across from each other. I could feel the sexual tension mounting, and a few times, I caught them playing footsie under the table. "Are you guys ready to get out of here?" I asked. "Definitely," my mother said with a smile. My father took care of the bill and we got into our car to head back to the house, with my mother following behind us. "Didn't mom look smokin'?!" I asked my dad. "She looked incredible. I could hardly keep my eyes focused on hers, or my hands and feet to myself," he said. "I could tell you guys were getting hot and bothered," I laughed. At a stop light, I leaned over and kissed him deeply, moving my hand down to his crotch and cupping him gently. "You're a little hard already, daddy" I said as I squeezed and massaged his slightly hard cock through his pants. "You're only making it worse, baby" he said as he kissed me again. I continued to massage him through his pants, and by the time we pulled into the driveway, his bulging mound was visible when he stood up. "Looks like someone had some fun on the way here," my mom said as she got out of her car and walked up to the door with us. We walked in the house and my father headed into the kitchen while my mom and I sat down on the couch. "Do you guys want some wine?" he asked. "Sure," my mother said. "But don't be too long. I want in on some of that fun you guys were having." While we waited for my dad to bring the drinks, I ran my hand up and down my mom's tan thigh. "You look so sexy tonight," I told her. "I couldn't keep my eyes off your tits. Neither could daddy." With that, she leaned in and began kissing me passionately. As we kissed, I cupped her left breast with my hand, massaging it and finally pulling her dress back to reveal her erect nipple. I ran my fingers in a circle around it, and then moved my mouth to it and began sucking it gently. "Oh, baby" she breathed heavily. "That feels incredible." She ran her fingers through my hair as I sucked and licked her breast, and then we felt my father sit down beside us. "God, this is so hot" he said as he began to stand up and unbutton his pants. I stopped sucking on her breast and began kissing her deeply, this time running my hands all over her thighs. She pulled away from me, and we both turned to see my father sitting back down with only his briefs on. My mother smiled, and then picked up her wine glass and began to sip. I scooted over, straddled my father, and began kissing him wildly. He reached his hands up my skirt and grabbed my plump ass and began moving me, grinding me against his hard cock. Behind us, my mother had removed her dress and was standing there in only her heels and underwear. As my father and I continued to grind, she sat down next to us and began running her fingers through my hair. I stopped kissing my father and instead turned my attention to her, kissing her as I continued to grind on my father's cock. I took my left hand and reached inside my mother's panties and began lightly rubbing her pulsating clit. "You're so wet, mommy" I said between kisses. She gyrated her hips to the movements of my hand, but I instead pulled it out and stopped. "Don't stop," she breathed. "I want you to help me suck daddy's cock first," I said to her as I scooted off my father's lap. We pulled his briefs off of him, barely able to get them over his enormous erection. "Holy shit," my mother said. "I forgot how big you are." She began massaging his balls and flicked her tongue against the head of his dick. "Oh fuck," he said. "Suck me, baby" he said as he pushed my head down onto him. I took my father into my mouth, sucking his head first and then moving up and down his massive shaft. "Give me some of that," my mother said. We both slid our tongues up and down the sides of his dick, and then my mother took him into her mouth and deep throated him. "Ugghhhh," my father groaned as he threw his head back in pleasure. "That's right, take it all" he moaned. My mother continued to suck his cock while I slid my clothes off. "I want you to fuck me, daddy" I said. "Fuck me while I eat mommy's pussy." My mother continued sucking for a moment and then stopped and got flat on her back. "Spread your legs," I commanded her as I positioned my head between her legs and my ass up in the air. I began licking my mother's pussy ever so gently, licking up one lip and down the other, pausing to tease her clit every so often. "Ohh, baby," she moaned. "Suck it baby. Suck my clit." I began to do so, licking her up and down and then taking her pulsing clit into my mouth and sucking hard. As I ate her pussy, my father positioned himself and began to push his 8.5 inch cock inside me. "FUCK," I moaned as I sucked my mother's clit. My father began pumping me slowly, putting his dick all the way into my pussy before pulling it almost back out again. He continued this for a minute, and then he grabbed my hips and began pounding me harder and faster. "Ohhhhhh, fuck yes!" I moaned. "Fuck my pussy daddy, just like that. Mmmm." As my pussy was being pounded by my father, I continued to suck my mother. Her hips were lifting and bucking against my tongue as she moaned in pleasure. "I'm going to cum baby," she screamed. "I'm gonna fucking cum...Don't sto[! Ohhhh my God!" The sight of my mother cumming in my mouth excited my father even more. He began fucking me as hard as he could. "It's so deep daddy!! I feel like you're impaling me, Ohhhhh God" I screamed. He continued to pound me until I screamed out in orgasm. "I'm gonna cum on your cock, daddy. Ohhhhhhhhhhh" I moaned as my body jolted in pleasure. He thrusted a few more times before pulling himself out. My body was still writhing in pleasure as I kneeled down and began to slowly lick my pussy juices off of his cock. "I want you so bad, Val" he said to my mom. She came over and kissed my father passionately, and again kneeled with me and gave my father head. We licked him up and down slowly, and then took turns going to town on his cock. "I want to fuck you now," he said. With that, my mother pushed him on his back and straddled over him. She positioned herself and slowly lowered herself onto my father's cock. "Oh my fucking God," she moaned. "I forgot how big your cock felt inside me, John. Ohhhhh." She lowered herself fully on his dick, taking every inch of him into her pussy. She began to ride him slowly, letting her pussy adjust to his massive cock. "Your pussy is so tight, you feel so good" he breathed as she began to ride him faster. She began gyrating her hips faster, eventually bouncing on his cock as hard as she could. "Fuck," he moaned as he reached up and grabbed her tits. "Ohhhhhhh God," she screamed. "You're so fucking big! Ohhhh." "You're gonna make me cum, baby" he said. "That's right daddy, filly mommy's pussy with cum." I said as I played with my own pussy. "Yes John!" she screamed as she humped him wildly. "Blow your load inside me! Ohhhh, God. I'm going to cum too!" At the same time as my mother writhed in orgasm, my father spilled his cum inside her soaked pussy. "That's it baby, oh God, it feels so good" my mother moaned. They both shook in orgasmic bliss, and my mother finally climbed off of his cock and came over to me. "Thank you for doing this, baby" she said as she kissed me deeply. We all three laid together, kissing and laughing until we fell asleep. I have no idea if this will happen more in the future, but I certainly hope it does. A Family Affair The tearing apart of my family came about because of a power outage. Maybe once every couple of months or so there will be a power outage in the area where we live. They last anywhere from a minute or two to several hours. As everyone knows power outages affect electrical and electronic devises. When our alarm clock loses power it resets itself to 12:00 a.m. and the LEDs start flashing to alert you to the fact that power has been interrupted. If this happens in the middle of the night you of course don't know about it until you wake up and find that the alarm didn't wake you when it was supposed to. That was the case on the Tuesday morning that my world turned to shit. I woke to see the flashing lights and I got up and got my watch off the dresser to find that I'd overslept by almost an hour. I had an important meeting that morning and I could not miss it. In my rush to get ready to go to work I overlooked taking some normal precautions like locking the bathroom door when peeing. I was standing in front of the toilet taking a whiz when I heard: "I don't got one of those" and I turned and saw Laura, my daughter standing there watching me. Then she said the words that turned my worlds upside down. "Uncle Billy has one of those too. His is bigger." That statement stunned me. I forgot that I was standing in front of my daughter holding my cock and I asked: "How do you know Uncle Billy has one too? How do you know his is bigger?" "I see it when he comes to see mommy and I know it is bigger because mommy says so." "When did mommy say that?" "Yesterday. Yesterday she told Uncle Billy that his was bigger than yours." I suddenly realized where we were and I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. What Laura had just said rocked me to the core. If she was right and I had no reason to doubt her since in her innocence she had no idea of what she had seen and what it meant. She was just stating what she had seen and heard, but to me the words and their meaning were clear as day. My wife was cheating on me and she was doing it with my brother! And it was apparently so common an occurrence that it didn't register on Laura as a special occasion to her and I didn't get a "Daddy, daddy; guess what? Uncle Billy came over today." I suppose that deep down I knew it was denial, but I was telling myself "Keep cool Rob; don't fly off the handle. After all she is only a four year old and she probably misunderstood what she had seen and heard." Besides, I'd seen Billy naked enough times to know that he wasn't bigger than me. I knew for a fact that I had him beat in both length and girth. I hurriedly dressed and when I got down to the kitchen Beth had the coffee made and she asked me what I would like for breakfast. I told her I'd have to take a pass on breakfast since I'd overslept and couldn't afford to miss or be late for the meeting I had scheduled. I filled my travel mug with coffee, got a kiss and then I was out of the house, in the car and on the way to work. ++++++++++++++++ As I drove toward the salt mine I rolled what Laura had told me over and over in my mind. Beth was a stay at home mom, but she did have a job. She worked out of the house doing medical billing for a group of doctors and clinics. My brother Bill worked the afternoon shift at the box factory so the two of them had basically all day to play from Monday through Friday. If what Laura said was true, and yes, denial was fading fast, they had from the time I left for work until the time I got home to play. Roughly eleven hours give or take thirty minutes. Probably less since Billy would likely give me an hour to be gone before he came over and to be safe he was probably leaving an hour before I got home. No, that wasn't right. He had to be to work by four so he would need to leave by three thirty at the latest. That would still give the two of them more than enough time to do their thing. I really, really wanted to hang a u-turn and go back and park down the block to watch the house and see what happened, but I just could not afford to miss my meeting. My spying would have to take place the next day. The drive in to work gave me too much time to think and the more I thought the worse things got. The thoughts of Billy and Beth doing me dirt were bad enough, but the thought that they were doing it in front of Laura or at least not making an effort to hide it from her really had me steamed. That thought brought on a couple more. Like maybe they didn't care what she saw and heard and might mention to me. Maybe they wanted her to eventually clue me in. But to what end? They both knew me well enough to know how I would take it when I found out. Could they possibly want the confrontation they knew would occur? If it was that why not just tell me what they were doing? It was too much to think about. I had to ask myself why Billy was fucking Beth when he had Annabelle at home. Annie was one hot looking sexy lady and even though I would never have stepped out on Beth I had entertained some very lustful thoughts about my sister. I had to force it out of my mind. I needed all my wits about me in the morning meeting. ++++++++++++++++ I managed to get through the meeting and the rest of my work day without a problem although the thoughts of my home situation were never completely out of my mind. They were back in full force as I drove home from work. I wondered why it was going on. I'd seen no lack of love or affection on Beth's part. We still made love three or four times a week. She snuggled and cuddled the same as she always had. Looking back and thinking hard on it I couldn't see where I'd done anything to upset her enough to make her do what she was doing. That thought brought me up short. Why the hell was I trying to see if it was my fault? It didn't matter what I might have done it was still no excuse for Beth to piss on her wedding vows. No sir! The fault was all Beth's. The drive home gave me some time to consider what to do. Actually not much thought went into that. It was cut and dried. Catch them in the act and then dump Beth. And that would be the hardest part. Beth and I had been together since the ninth grade and I loved her dearly. I didn't kid myself. I was smart enough to know that my love for Beth was not just going to go away just because she was gone. It would take some time to get over her if I even could. When I walked into the house Laura came running up to me yelling "Daddy's home, daddy's home." I scooped her up and gave her a hug as I carried her into the kitchen where Beth was fixing dinner. As we came in to the room Laura was calling out "Mommy, mommy, daddy' home." Beth gave us a big smile and said: "So I see." And then she said to me, "Dinner will be ready in about five minutes." She walked over to us and gave us a hug, kissed me on the cheek and went back to preparing dinner. I put Laura down and went to the bedroom where I took off my three piece suit and put on a pair of work-out shorts and a t-shirt. Beth was putting dinner on the table when I got back and we sat down to eat. Beth asked me what I was going to do after dinner and I told her I was going to get some yard work done. "Don't use up all your energy out there. You will need to have some when you come to bed" and she gave me a wink. I said that I'd save her enough and while I was saying it I was thinking: "What's the matter? You didn't get enough from my brother today?" I wasn't going to refuse her offer because that might make her wonder since I had never ever said no when she wanted to make love. I needed to keep things natural and normal until I had a good grip on what was going on. Besides, it wouldn't be making love, at least not on my part. Given what I now knew and what I was now thinking all it would be to me was a fuck. Just some sex to pass the time. I cut the grass, pulled some weeds out of the flower beds and did some general cleanup before calling it a night. Beth was already in bed reading when I finished showering and got in bed. She put the book down and pushed the sheet off of her as she said: "Hurry up lover; I need it. I've been horny all day." "Yeah! Right!" I was thinking as I moved between her legs, but then again maybe she had been horny all day because her daytime lover hadn't stopped by. Daytime lover? Yes indeed! I had already beaten down and exiled denial. Laura might have misunderstood what she had heard Beth say, but she was looking at my dick in my hand so she knew what she was talking about when she said she had seen my brother's cock when "He came to visit mommy." Beth was her usual hot and lusty self as we screwed and I again asked myself how she could be that way with me while fucking my brother. I got Beth off and then had mine, but when I got off and settled down to go to sleep Beth said: "You aren't done yet lover. I told you I've been horny all day." She knew what she had to do to get me to answer the call again and she moved down, took me in her mouth and went to work. Usually that led me into pulling her into a sixty-nine and returning the favor, but not this time. Not with me knowing that my brother might have played there earlier in the day. Beth did not comment on it which was a good thing because I'm not sure that I wouldn't have told her why and I wasn't ready for that confrontation yet. Beth did get me up again and I did my duty and when it was over Beth snuggled up to me and said, "I love you baby" and we both drifted off to sleep. I don't know how well Beth slept, but I didn't sleep for shit. The thoughts in my head just wouldn't let me be. +++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thursday I was up and out of the house before Beth got out of bed. The last thing I needed that morning was a cheerful Beth sending me off to work. I would only have thought she was cheerful because she was expecting her daytime lover to stop by for a visit. The first thing I did when I got to work was check the Yellow Pages to find an attorney close to work. I picked one who offered a free initial consultation and called to make an appointment. I was told he had an opening at three that afternoon and I took it. It only took me ten minutes to get the bad news. Didn't matter why I divorced my wife she got half of everything and could get alimony from me. She would also more than likely get custody of Laura and of course that meant she was going to get child support as well. The only ray of hope he could offer me was that there was a possibility that I could show Beth was an unfit mother because she was cheating in front of the child. "But I won't kid you. You could have a hell of a time trying to prove that to a judge. "Then again you might draw a judge who will give credence to what she says. A lot will depend on the investigation that Social Services will conduct. If they believe the child it will go a long way toward helping your cause." "I thought on it for about two minutes and then I told him to go ahead and draw up the paperwork and I'd call him and tell him when I wanted Beth served. +++++++++++++++++ Dinner was waiting when I got home from work and I tried very hard to keep things 'business as usual' and I think I pulled it off. Beth gave Laura an ice cream bar for dessert and as she handed the treat to my daughter she winked at me and said: "You'll get your desert upstairs." I of course wondered if Billy hadn't made it by today so she had to settle for me. Then I had to say "Whoa up there" to myself. Beth wasn't being any different than she had always been. She liked making love and we had been doing it a lot since the day we married. It was not uncommon for us to do it two, three or even four days in a row. There had been times when it had been everyday for a week or two. That thought led to another. Was she fucking Billy because she needed more than I could give? I seemed to be able to do the job in the evenings and on the weekends, but was my wife a nympho and she had to have it during the day also? It really didn't matter as far as I was concerned. Cheating was still cheating. Thursday night was another 'twofer' night and again I made no move to pull Beth into a sixty-nine. If she noticed she didn't mention it. Friday at work I was too busy to spend much time thinking about Beth and my problem. Just after lunch I met with my boss and told him I needed to take Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of the coming week off to take care of some personal business and he had no problem with it. My biggest worry on my way home from work was on being able to get through the weekend without giving Beth any idea that I was on to her. Friday night Beth made no move toward love making and I of course wondered if it was because Billy had been there that day and had given her enough. ++++++++++++++ Beth woke me in the morning with a blow job and then when she had me where she wanted me she mounted me and rode me cowgirl. When it was over I started to take a shower and Beth surprised me by joining me which led to me taking her from behind as she leaned forward against the wall. Then, as was our usual habit, we took Laura and went to the IHOP for breakfast. The rest of the day I stayed busy in the yard, garden and garage until Beth called me in for dinner. When I got to our bedroom I found a naked Beth reading and when she saw me she put the book down, got on her hands and knees and then looked back over her shoulder to me and said: "Woof woof." It was as blatant an invitation as I had ever seen so I moved in behind her and gave her what she wanted. I fucked her hard until we both got off and then I plopped down beside her on the bed. She snuggled into me, mumbled "I love you" and drifted off to sleep. I laid there staring up at the ceiling and wondered how she could say that to me while fucking my brother. She meant it. I could tell that she meant it, but it just didn't make sense to me. Sunday I found enough to do around the house to keep me away from Beth. I got through dinner okay and then watched some TV with Laura.. I made sure that I was in bed pretending to be asleep when Beth got there. Probably a dumb move on my part since I had no idea when I would ever get pussy again after I busted Beth. It was a weird thought on my part, but I just didn't think it would be right to play the part of loving husband less than twelve or so hours before I caught my wife with another man's cock in her and I fully expected that to happen sometime in the morning. ++++++++++++++ The morning was normal in that I got a goodbye kiss and a "Miss me?" when I left the house. Then it became anything but normal. I hit Wal-Mart and got a large thermos and then Stopped at the B&B Café to have it filled with coffee. I bought the local paper and a copy of USA Today and then drove back to the neighborhood. There were four vehicles similar to mine in the neighborhood so mine parked at the end of the street wouldn't cause anyone visiting my house to give it a second thought if they saw it. I settled in with my coffee and the newspapers and waited to see what would happen. If Billy didn't show up that day I'd still be there watching on Tuesday and Wednesday and if nothing happened on those days I would make new plans. It was getting close to one in the afternoon and I was starting to think about giving up on the day's stakeout when Billy's GMC pickup pulled into the driveway. He got out of the truck and went into the house without ringing the bell or knocking which told me that that he knew he was expected. I gave it twenty minutes and then I drove up and parked in front of the house. I quietly let myself in the front door and just as quietly closed it behind me. I took a quick peek around the entryway wall to see if Beth and Billy were in the living room and they weren't. I moved quietly through the downstairs without finding them and a glance out onto the patio showed they were not there either. That left the upstairs and all that was up there were bedrooms and a bathroom. I moved quietly up the stairs and not doubting for a second what I was going to find I turned my cell phone camera on. The first bedroom at the top of the stairs was Laura's and her door was closed. The bedroom at the end of the hall was the spare bedroom and the door was open and even from the stairs I could tell that it was empty. That left the master bedroom and its door was closed. I cautiously turned the doorknob and eased it open and found what I had expected to find. Beth was on the bed in the doggie position and Billy was fucking her from behind. They were facing away from the door and didn't see me as I took four pictures of them. When I hollered "Hey!!" they both turned to look and I got two more shots before dropping the phone in my pocket and going after Billy. My brother was four inches taller than I was and maybe fifty pounds heavier and he had petty much bullied me when we were younger until I got tired of it and laid him out with a baseball bat to the head when I was thirteen. He left me alone after that, but it was pretty much understood that he could kick my ass if it got to the fair fight stage. But that didn't matter because I was full of hate and rage and I went after him with blood in my eye. He was pulling out of Beth's ass when I threw myself at him. I caught him just right and my charge carried him of the bed and he hit his head on the wall. That stunned him enough that I was able to get in several damned good shots at his crotch with my foot and after that all he was a punching bag for me and I proceeded to stomp his ass unmercifully. Until I felt a sudden pain and blacked out. +++++++++++++++++++++ When I woke up I was on a hospital bed and when I lifted my aching head I saw Beth sitting in a chair watching me. "What happened? How did I get her? Why the fuck are you here" I asked. "I hit you in the head with the table lamp. I was afraid you were going to kill Bill and I had to stop you." "Oh, right. Couldn't have me depriving you of your lover." "Fuck you Bobby! I did it to keep you out of jail. If you would have killed him you would have gone to jail for it. Laura needs her daddy here and not behind bars." "I'm sure Billy will give you dozens of thank you fucks for saving him." "Not hardly. I used the same lamp on him when he was going to stomp your ass while you were out cold on the floor. I hit him harder than I hit you and he is in a room down the hall with a fractured skull." "You haven't answered my question. Why the fuck are you here?" "Because you are my husband, you are hurt and I need to be here for you." "Bullshit Beth! If my being your husband counted for anything you wouldn't have been on my bed in my house fucking my brother." "I guess we will need to talk about that, but it will have to wait until you come home." "Now is as good a time as any." "No it isn't. You are hurting and it is too soon. You need time to get over your rage before we sit down to talk. They are going to keep you here for a bit for observation. We can talk when you get home." She got up and said, "I'll let the nurse know that you are awake" and she left the room. A minute or so later the nurse came into the room and just behind her a doctor came in. I was told I had a mild concussion and they were going to keep me overnight. If everything looked okay in the morning I could go home. Then the doctor said: "If you feel up to it there is a policeman here who needs to talk to you." It had to happen sooner or later so I told the doctor to send him in. Mike Bolla was a detective and from him I learned that Beth had called 911 to get an ambulance for me and Billy and the paramedics had called the cops. He asked me for my version of what happened and I gave it to him. He shook his head and said: A Family Affair "We have a unique situation here. Your brother was in the house with your wife's permission so he had every right to be there and feel safe there. He can press charges against you and you will no doubt be found guilty. He can also press charges against your wife for what she did to him. That one is a little more cloudy since she says she did it to protect you. A judge and jury would probably accept it. "You could also press charges against your wife, but the same would apply since she says she did it too keep you from killing your brother. That means that of the three of you your brother, outside of having a fractured skull, walks away from it. Your wife could possibly, though not likely, go to jail for her actions. You, on the other hand, don't stand a chance of walking if your brother presses charges. "Normally in a case like this you would be arrested and held until your brother recovered enough to make his wishes known or until you could go in front of a judge and be granted bail. However my boss doesn't want to handle this in the normal manner. I've been instructed to leave it for now and limit my actions to telling you not to leave this jurisdiction without clearing it with us. Do you understand?" I shook my head yes while thinking that it wasn't my place to tell Bolla that his boss was Beth's uncle and he said: "No head shake. I need to hear you tell me that you understand what I just told you." "I understand." He stood up, walked to the door and turned to face me and then said: "I hope that it turns out well for you" and then he was gone. The nurse came in and gave me a couple of pills and I went to sleep. +++++++++++++++++++ I woke up when they brought me what they laughingly called food. I picked at it for a while and after the tray had been taken away I was asked if I was to having visitors. I asked who and was told it was my wife and daughter. The way I was feeling I would have said no if it was just Beth, but I couldn't say no to Laura. I sat up even though sitting up caused my head to start pounding and when Laura came into the room she ran to me crying out "Daddy daddy." I hugged her and then had to answer a ton of questions. When she asked why I was in the hospital I looked at Beth and she winced when I said: "Daddy fell down and hurt his head sweetie. It is getting better and I'll be home to tomorrow." When the visit was over I got hugs and kisses from Laura and when Beth came over to kiss me I turned my face away from her. She whispered: "I know you don't believe it Bobby, but I do love you." They left and I fell back on the bed, looked up at the ceiling and cursed my brother for what he had done to my family. +++++++++++++++ In the morning Beth and Laura were there to drive me home and of course with Laura in the car Beth and I didn't talk. Not that I was in any mood to talk anyway. What was there to say? I'd caught her red handed so she couldn't deny it. I did believe her when she said she laid me out to keep me from killing Billy, but only because of what I had learned from the nurses. Beth had done a lot more to Billy than whack him in the head with the lamp to keep him from attacking me. She had apparently used the lamp on other parts of his body as well. He ended up with two broken ribs and damaged testicles as well as a fractured skull. I knew I would have to talk to her eventually, but I just wasn't ready to do it. When we got home there was a furniture company truck parked in front of the house and there were two men carrying something inside. I glanced over at Beth with a questioning look on my face, but she didn't say anything. When we got into the house I saw that the two men were setting up a new bed in the master bedroom. I'm not dense so I knew what Beth was doing, but getting rid of the bed I'd caught her fucking Billy on wasn't going to help the situation at all. My head was still hurting so I took a couple of the pain pills they had given me at the hospital and went to the guest bedroom and sacked out. Beth woke me for dinner and I was grateful for the fact that Laura wanted to be the center of attention. Beth and I still needed to talk, but I was still too wound up to do it. I needed to calm down a bit first. Calm down a lot actually. Naturally since that is what I needed that is what I did not get. We had almost finished dinner when the doorbell rang and I got up to answer it. When I opened the door Billy's wife Annabelle pushed by me and into the house. I closed the door and turned to find her standing there looking at me. "Damn it Bobby; why haven't you been answering your phone?" I remembered dropping it in my coat pocket before charging Billy, but I didn't know where it was now. Most likely it was wherever my coat was. That prompted the thought "Did Beth get rid of the phone or delete the photos?' I'd have to find out, but for the moment I said: "I've misplaced the phone Annie." "I want to know what the hell is going on Bobby. Bill is in the hospital and he is all messed up. The story I got is that you put him there." "I guess in a way I did." "What the hell did you do to him Bobby? A fractured skull and he may lose both of his testicles to say nothing of two broken ribs and some other damage." "I came home and found him in the bedroom fucking Beth and I pretty much lost it and went after him." "Bullshit Bobby! He would never cheat on me." "Come on into the kitchen with me" I said and headed for the kitchen. After a moments hesitation she followed me and I told her to have a seat while I parked Laura in front of the electric babysitter. When I got back to the kitchen I said: "Annie wants to know why Billy is in the hospital. Why don't you tell her Beth? Maybe she will believe it coming from you." Beth looked away and I said, "Come on Beth; Annie wants to know and she doesn't believe me." Beth started crying and got up and ran from the room. "Son of a bitch! It's true? She was screwing my husband?" "Afraid so. I've got pictures if I can find my cell phone." "How long has it been going on?" "No idea. I just found out about it last week and I took a couple of days off work to try and catch them at it." I told her what I'd walked in on and what the aftermath had been. "And you are still here with her?" "I just got out of the hospital this morning. I haven't had a chance to do anything yet." "What are you going to do?" "I've already seen a lawyer and started the divorce paperwork. Other than that I haven't decided. I going to try and keep Laura and the house, but if I can't I'll have to find someplace." "No you won't. I've got plenty of room now that I'm going to kick my cheating ass husband out. When you find your cell I want a copy of the pictures. Who is your attorney? Maybe if I use him we can get a group discount." That made me smile and Annie said, "I'm serious Bobby. You can move in with me." "No I can't Annie. I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of you and you know it." "So? It would serve the both of them right if we did get it on." "Probably, but it would complicate the divorce. Maybe even give the two of them grounds to counter sue. This state is no fault and I don't have to give a reason, but I'm going for adultery so I can try and get custody of Laura. You and I staying together probably wouldn't look all that good to the court or the Child Protection Office of Social Services." "Well the invitation is open Bobby. Both of them." I told her I'd get the pictures to her when (and if) I found them and I gave her the name of my attorney. She left and I went out and watched cartoons with Laura until it was time to put her to bed. I read to her until she fell asleep and then I went looking for my phone. I saw two possibilities. The paramedics might have taken the coat off me when they checked me for vital signs and left it on the bedroom floor when they took me away or it could have been taken off of me at the hospital. If it was the latter it should be in the bag of things I brought home with me when I was released. I checked the bag first and the coat and phone weren't there. If my coat was removed before I was loaded on the gurney and hauled away Beth probably would have picked it up and hung it in the closet. She sure wouldn't have left it on the floor with the furniture guys coming. If that is what happened would Beth have had the presence of mind to get the phone and delete the pictures or toss the phone? The only way to find out was to go into the bedroom where she was hiding from Annie and look in the closet. I went into the bedroom and found Beth sitting on the edge of the bed apparently all cried out. She watched me as I went into the closet and opened the door. My coat was there and I checked the pockets and found the phone. A quick check showed that the pictures were still there. I put the phone in my pocket and turned to leave. Beth cleared her throat and asked: "What are you going to do?" "That's a silly question to ask. You should all ready know what the outcome of my finding you fucking my brother would be. I've all ready seen an attorney and he has started on the divorce paperwork." "I don't want a divorce Bobby. I love you and you know I do." "Just not enough to keep you from fucking around on me right?" "I wasn't fucking around on you Bobby. Your asshole of a brother was blackmailing me." "Blackmailing you?" "He found out something about me that I couldn't let you know about and he told me that if I didn't have sex with him he would tell you. I love you Bobby and I had to give in to him to keep from losing you. If you ever found out what I'd done you would have left me in a heartbeat." "Well it doesn't matter now so what is this deep dark secret I could never know?" "I can't tell you?" "Can't or won't?" "It doesn't matter; they are both the same. You can't ever know." "Not even if there was a remote chance of saving your marriage?" "If there is a remote chance knowing the secret would kill it. You can't ever know Bobby. Not ever." I shrugged and left the room. Just to be on the safe side I hid the phone before going to the guest bedroom and going to bed. I'd only been in bed twenty minutes or so when the bedroom door opened and Beth came in and sat down on the edge of the bed. I lay there quiet and she finally said: "I know you doubt it Bobby, but I do love you. I love you more than life itself and I swear to you on all that I hold sacred that I only had sex with your brother because it was the only way I could see that I could keep you." "If that is true why were you telling him that his cock was bigger and better than mine and that he fucked you better than I ever did?" The last part was a shot in the dark, but it seemed likely that if she was telling Billy his cock was bigger than mine (when she knew it wasn't true) she would be telling him other things too. "I said those things because he wanted to hear them and I needed to keep him happy. I had to do whatever was needed to keep him from telling you what he knew. He didn't screw me any better than you. He wasn't even half as good and his dick definitely isn't bigger than yours. All in all I could never see why Annabelle stayed with him. "I need you Bobby. I can't lose you. I just can't. I'll make it up to you Booby; I swear to God I'll do everything in my power to make it up to you. Just give me the chance. Please Bobby; just give me the chance." "You'll do everything except the one thing you absolutely have to do. Before I can even give a seconds thought to staying with you I need to know what it is that you were so desperate to hide from me. The thing that was so bad you were willing to fuck my brother to keep me from knowing." "I can't tell you Bobby; I just can't tell you." "Then we have nothing to talk about Beth. Please go. I've got a long day in front of me tomorrow and I need my sleep." "Please Bobby; just le..." "Get the fuck out of here Beth! Just get the fuck away from me!!" She started crying again, but she got up and left. +++++++++++++++++++++ The next morning I was up before Beth and Laura and I got my cell from its hiding place and headed for the Waffle House for breakfast. I hadn't noticed when I checked for pictures, but I had several missed messages and two voicemails from my dad. No surprise there. He had no doubt found out about Billy being in the hospital and had heard that I'd had something to do with it. I could bet that he was just dying to hear the story. I wasn't going to give it to him. He would have to get it from my brother. He wouldn't believe it coming from me anyway. As far as my parents were concerned precious William could do no wrong. He was obviously my parent's favorite and I could never figure it out. I'd out shown him in damned near everything. I'd been a straight A student and my brother barely held a C average. He held his grades up just enough to be allowed to play sports and I outclassed him there too. He was two years older than me and had been on the football team, mostly as a bench warmer, for a year before I started high school. I made the starting line up as a wide receiver in my first year. I made All State in my junior and senior years and received a full ride scholarship at State. I graduated with a Bachelor's in Business Management and found a great paying job and my brother ended up working second shift at the box factory, but Billy was still their favorite. I'd known that since I was old enough to know about those things, but they never bothered me because I knew I was better than him at most things, I was never in doubt that my parents loved me too it was just that Billy always got just a tablespoon more. I was going to have to return his calls, but I'd wait until he'd been up long enough to have his first dozen cups of coffee. Even though I was on a day off I still went into work and used my computer and printer to make several prints of Beth and Billy playing and then I called Annabelle to see if she was home. I caught her just as she was leaving for the hospital. I told her I had the copies she wanted and she told me that she would be home around five that evening. I told her I would stop by sometime between five and six. I spent the rest of the morning opening a new checking account in my name and moving assets. I left checking alone, but took half of our savings and five of the nine CDs we had in the safe deposit box. Beth had two credit cards in her own name and I had three in my name only, but we had three more in both of our names and I cancelled them. At eleven I called my dad and the call went pretty much the way I expected it to go. Why wasn't he called when Billy was sent to the hospital? What in the world could be so bad that I'd put my own brother in the emergency room? "We are family for God's sake Bob and as a family we can work things out without violence." "Sorry dad, but it was the family part that had a lot to do with what happened." "What does that mean?" "You will have to get that from my ex-brother." "What do you mean by ex-brother?" "Just that. He is no longer kin of mine. You can almost bet on the fact that I'll be going for his throat any time we find ourselves in the same room together." "It can't be that bad." "Oh yes it can." "You need to come by the house Bob. We have to get to the bottom of this. We can't let it get any worse." "Sorry dad. There is no fixing this. I'll stop by later tonight or some time tomorrow, but right now I've got a ton of things to do so I need to go." In case things didn't work out the way I wanted them to I needed to see what my options were so I spent most of the rest of the day checking out apartments. From what I saw Annabelle's offer was starting to look better and better. At five-ten I called Annabelle to see if she was home and she was so I headed over to see her. I'd be lying if I said that the thought of getting even with Beth and Billy by bedding Annie never occurred to me. In fact the idea spent entirely too much time in my head. Annie didn't help things any when she answered my knock in a blouse that showed an acre of cleavage and a skirt so short I knew I would see her panties if she bent at the waist. I found out that I was wrong about that. She wasn't wearing any. There was no doubt in my mind that Annie was trying to tempt me. She even had high heels on and Annie knew that high heels were one of my biggest turn ons. Yes indeed! Annabelle was most definitely trying to tempt me. And it was working. I'd never, not once, during my marriage to Beth given any thought to cheating on Beth. That's not to say that I didn't see ladies I'd love to bed because I did see a great many that I would have loved to put the pork to. But even though I'd had numerous opportunities I'd never taken advantage of them because I was a married man in love with his wife. That had all changed. Yes, Beth was still my wife, but what she had done had ended our marriage. As far as I was concerned when she broke her vows she released me from mine. The problem was that I wanted to get custody of Laura and I had no doubts that my playing with Annie would put me in as bad a light as the one I would be shining on Beth's adultery. ++++++++++++++++++++ Annie was on her hands and knees and I was fucking her doggie. It was our third time. The first time had been missionary followed by some sixty-nine and both times had been memorable. A turned on and wound up Annie was sight to behold. Why my stupid brother had cheated on her was a mystery. If she only gave him half of what she gave me he still would have had it way better than most guys I knew. How did I come to give up my resolve to stay away from Annie? A crying need to get even by taking something that was my brother's coupled with a need to let out the rage I felt after hearing what Annie had to say over dinner. She had visited Billy at the hospital. He was in a downer of a mood because he had been informed that they were going to have to remove his right testicle because it had been too badly damaged. Whether it had been because of Beth's actions with the table lamp or my foot wasn't known. When he had told Annie she told him that it didn't matter to her because she was never going to have sex with him again and was in fact going to see an attorney about a divorce. Then she asked him why he had pissed on his marriage to her the way he had. He had begged her not to leave him and told her that he loved her and all Beth was to him was sex. Annie had told him that before she could even give thought to staying with him she needed to know why he had done what he had done. The story she got from Billy was that he had always resented me and saw fucking Beth as a way of sticking it to me. I went to college and he didn't get to go and somehow that was my fault. I had deliberately shown him up on the football field and baseball diamond. I must have sucked the coach's cock to get to play while he had to sit on the bench. He was better than me and he proved it by fucking Beth better than I ever had and he knew it because Beth told him so. She told him he was bigger and fucked her better and that she wished she had married him instead of me. I laughed at that and told her what Beth had told me about Billy's bedroom abilities. And then Annie told me that she had found out the one thing that Beth had absolutely refused to tell me. The reason. Billy had come by one day to borrow my power washer and he had walked into the house and found Beth fucking my father. My father!! No wonder Beth didn't want to tell me why she was being blackmailed. My father!! My father and my brother!! Thank God I had no other living male relatives or they might have gotten her too. They didn't see Billy and he took a couple of pictures with his cell phone and quietly left the house. A day later he stopped by the house, showed Beth the pictures that he had and then told her the price she had to pay to keep me from ever seeing them. A Family Affair Finding that out changed everything. To hell with holding to my vows. All thoughts of Laura left my mind. To hell with Billy and Beth. I didn't give a rat's ass if they did find out about my having sex with Annie. I flat out asked Annie if she had dressed to entice me and she smiled and said she had so I asked her why we were wasting time talking when there was a bed close at hand. I finished for the third time and was catching my breath before getting up and going home to confront Beth with my new found information when Annie asked me if I had ever done anal. I told her that I never had because Beth wouldn't allow it. "Too bad for her. She doesn't know what she is missing. I love it. Think you can get it up one more time?" I told her I wasn't sure and she said that maybe, just maybe she could help. She went down on me and while it did take her a while she did get me back up. She went to the dresser and came back with a tube of KY and told me how she liked it done. I followed her directions and worked my way into her slow and easy. Damn she was tight! She clenched and released her muscles as I fucked her and it felt fantastic. Just one more thing to be pissed at Beth over. When it was over Annie and I showered together and she tried to get me up again, but I was done. I wished like hell I wasn't, but I was wiped out. As we dressed Annie said: "A couple of things. One is that you are a hell of a lot better in bed than your brother ever was and the second is that while I was at the hospital I managed to get Bill's cell phone" and she handed it to me. "I looked on our computer and he didn't download them so those are probably the only photos in existence if it matters. "You also need to know that I'm hoping that tonight wasn't a one shot deal. I was not kidding when I said Bill is out of the house and you can move in. Even if you don't move in I wouldn't mind it one bit if you visited a lot. I'll even stock up on KY." "No promises, but I definitely like your ideas. I have a lot on my plate right now and I don't know what is going to happen. We will keep in touch." I kissed her goodbye and headed for my no longer happy home. +++++++++++++++++++ It was one in the morning when I got home and I was surprised to find Beth still up. She was on the living room couch with a glass and a bottle of wine on the table in front of her. "Where have you been? I've been worried sick that something bad might have happened to you." "Something bad did happen to me. I found out that the woman I loved was a whore. It upset me. It upset me so much that I didn't want to come home and be around her." Angrily Beth said, "I am not a whore! I was forced to do what I did so I could keep you. Damn it Bobby, you know I love you. I didn't want to lose you so I had to give in to Billy." "Horseshit Beth! You are a whore. The question in my mind right now is it only my family you were fucking? Or were there others besides my brother and my father? How many have there been since we said our vows? Is Laura even mine?" Her face turned pale when I mentioned my father, but it quickly turned red with anger when I posed the question about Laura. "How could you?!!" she yelled. "How could you doubt that? She is so much like you that there can't be any doubt! The family resemblance is there for all to see." "Of course the family resemblance is there for all to see, but the question is which male member of my family is the responsible party? My dad? My brother?" Beth slumped into the couch and said in a weak voice, "I thought you loved me. How could you say those things to me. You love me; I know you do." "No Beth. You know I once did. Seeing you on our bed with Billy killed it and finding out about you and my father drove a stake through it. I've seen a lawyer and started the divorce process and you might as well hear it from me and not read it in the divorce paperwork. I'm asking for full custody of Laura and claiming that you are unfit to be her mother." "What?!! You will never get away with that. It isn't true and you know it." "That is where you are wrong. I not only know it I can prove it." "Bullshit Bob" "No it isn't Beth. How do you think I found out about you and Billy? I didn't just come home and walk in on you. I knew what was going on because Laura told me." I told her how Laura had let me know and Beth said, "She couldn't have seen anything. Your brother never came over until I put Laura down for her nap." "I guess you and Billy made so much noise that you woke her up. No matter. I'm betting the courts will take a dim view of you indulging in adulterous sex in front of your daughter. That and the pictures that I have of you and my brother and you and my father should get me custody." "Don't do that to me Bobby. Dear God please don't do that to me. I can't lose the both of you; I just can't. It will kill me Bobby. Losing you will be bad enough, but to lose my baby too? It will kill me." "Those are things you should have thought about before spreading for my brother and my father." "I didn't do that Bobby. I swear to God I didn't do that. Your father was an accident and Billy found out about it and I had to do him or he would have told you. I couldn't risk it Bobby; I just couldn't. I knew I would lose you if you found out and I couldn't risk it. I love you more than life itself Bobby and losing you is something I just could not risk." "My dad was an accident? How could fucking my father be an accident?" "I didn't screw your father! He screwed me. He stopped by to see you, but you weren't home. He had been drinking and asked if I had anything in the house. I made him a drink and he said that he hated drinking alone so I made myself one. He started asking me questions about women and sex and I got the impression he was having problems with your mom. We talked and had a couple more drinks and I guess I had one too many and I nodded off. He screwed me while I was asleep. His screwing me woke me up and I found him on top of me and in me. I tried to push him off and I couldn't. He held me down and he screwed me. "When he was done he said that we should take it to the bedroom and I got up and told him I had to go to the bathroom and I'd meet him in the bedroom. I went to the kitchen and got a knife and when I got to the bedroom he was stroking himself trying to get it back up. I told him to hurry up and get it hard because it would be easier to cut off than if it was soft. He saw the knife and couldn't get out of the house fast enough. Billy didn't see that part." "Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you trust me enough to tell me?" "Because I know you Robert. As soon as I told you you would have gone after your dad." "So what? The bastard would deserve what I'd do to him." "Yes, but what about your mother? How would she have handled it? Her husband screwing his daughter? Her oldest son trying to blackmail his sister in law for sex? It would have torn your family apart. Your bastard of a father would have deserved everything you might have done to him, but your mother would have seen her family disappear and she didn't deserve to have that happen to her. As long as I kept my mouth shut the only one who would have to suffer was me and that was because your pig of a brother was blackmailing me. "Now that you know everyone gets to suffer. Poor Annie, Laura, your mother and even your dad I suppose. I haven't gone near him since he jumped me, but I think he was drunk at the time and he may even be sorry and regret what he did. The biggest loser is me. I lose everything I value because I fell asleep one night when your father was here. It sucks!!" She got up and left the room leaving me sitting there and agreeing with what she had just said. It Sucked! Beth stayed in the bathroom until after I'd gone to bed and then I guess she spent the night on the couch. At least that is where she was when I got up in the morning. I didn't stick around for breakfast and I headed out before Beth woke up. In the garage I reached into my coat pocket for my keys and came out with a cell phone. I had forgotten that Annie had given me my brother's phone. Curiosity of course had me turning it on and I pushed all the necessary buttons to bring up the photo gallery. There were a dozen or so and I scrolled through them until I came to the ones of Beth and my father. There were three of them and I could see why Beth would fuck my brother to keep me from seeing them. She was absolutely right when she said she knew what I would do. I backed out of the garage and headed for my parent's house. As I drove I thought about the differences in the way Beth and I thought. She thought my mother didn't deserve what would happen when I confronted my father while I on the other hand thought mom needed to know what a dirt bag her husband was. As was my habit I just walked in the door without ringing the doorbell or knocking. Mom smiled at me and gave me a hug as she asked if I'd had breakfast yet. I hugged her back and told her I could do with a cup of coffee and she told me to have a seat at the kitchen table and she would bring me a cup. She brought it all ready fixed the way I liked it, cream and no sugar, and I was taking my first sip when my father came into the kitchen, got a cup and then sat down at the table. "What brings you by at this time of the morning" he asked. "You told me that I needed to come by so we could talk and get to the bottom of the mess between me and Bill." "What could be so bad that you put your own brother in the hospital?" "I caught him fucking my wife." That got a "Robert! Watch your language" from my mother and an "I don't believe it" from my father. "I have pictures of them doing it. I'm thinking of putting them in the family photo album. Right next to the ones of you fucking Beth." "Robert! Are you out of your mind? How dare you say things like that" came from my mother, but my father's face turned ashen and he looked away from me. I took my brother's phone out of my pocket, pushed the appropriate buttons and then handed the phone to my mom saying: "Here is how I can say that." Mom took the phone and was looking at the pictures as I said: "That is Billy's phone. He walked in on them, took the pictures and then left without them knowing he was there. He was using the pictures to blackmail Beth for sex until I caught them. That is why your oldest is in the hospital. I was just a tad upset when I caught them and I got a little carried away." She had tears in her eyes as she handed me back the phone and then she backhanded dad across the face so hard his chair tipped over. "You bastard!!" she screamed at him. "How could you?!!" "It's your goddamned fault" he said as he picked himself up off the floor. "Cutting me off from sex because you didn't feel like doing it any more. Maybe you could turn yourself off like that, but I'm a man and I want a sex life. It had been so long and she looked so sexy lying there. I couldn't help myself." I stood up and said to my mom, "You are welcome at my house any time you want to visit" and then I turned to my dad and said: "You get a pass because what I want to do to you I can't do in front of mom, but if I ever catch you away from here I'll do my absolute best to put you in the hospital room right next to my ex-brother and if I do you won't have to worry about your sex life. Word is that Billy's balls are so badly damaged that he is going to lose them. I'll try to do the same for you." I got up, left the house and went to work. ++++++++++++++++++ Of course the story didn't end there. Billy did indeed lose both of his balls and it pissed him off enough to press charges against Beth and me. The assistant district attorney handling our cases tried his best to get us to take a plea deal, but Beth and I both refused and said we would take our chances with a jury. We were tried separately and like Detective Bolla thought would happen the jury found Beth not guilty. I had a half dozen charges against me and the jury found me not guilty on all but one of them. I was found guilty of simple assault and even though the jury had found me guilty the judge imposed the minimum possible sentence on me and then suspended it so all I had to do was keep my nose clean and behave myself for a year and it would all be over with. That of course meant that my dad was safe from me unless I wanted to end up in jail serving out my sentence plus time for whatever I did do to him. Annabelle divorced Billy and took him for everything they had. When word got out about what Billy had done and what he had lost because of it he became a laughing stock at the box plant. He had been in line for a promotion to shift foreman, but the job went to someone with a lot less experience and seniority. The fact that the owner of the company was a born again Christian who took a dim view where adultery was concerned might have had something to do with it. Billy couldn't handle all the ridicule that was heaped upon him at work and he ended up quitting his job. But the word was out and he had to put up with the same shit wherever he went. He ended up leaving town and I have no clue as to where he went nor any desire to find out. Mom and dad had a rough time of it, but somehow managed to hang on together. I haven't seen my father since the day I walked out of his kitchen and while I see my mother often he is never mentioned. My evening with Annabelle was a 'one off' as our British cousins would say. We have remained good friends and I was recently an usher at her wedding to a pretty nice guy. As far as I know my evening with Annie is only known by the two of us. Beth and I? We are still together. The pictures on my brother's phone clearly showed that she was asleep or out of it while my father did what he did. It took some effort on my part to get by what she did with my brother, but I eventually accepted that she felt she had no other choice if she wanted to keep her marriage to me. It hasn't been easy. On my part it is because I'm still pissed that she didn't have enough faith in me to trust that I would understand and stand by her. On her part it is because she feels that I don't really trust her any more. These two things rear their ugly heads from time to time, but we manage to work around them. We do love each other and that love plus Laura are the cement holding us together. We should be okay. At least that is my hope. A Family Affair I was twenty seven years old and had recently been dumped by Sally, my gorgeous girlfriend and a few months later, by Sian, her successor. Sally was a very pretty five foot tall brunette with a trim figure and great largish tits. I worked with her in London and she pulled me because she really fancied my taut buttocks. She first approached me to look at a problem at the shop in the organisation where we worked saying that there was something wrong with the amplifier in the store room that fed speakers in the shop. Once she had closed the storeroom door, she put her arms round my waist and gave me one of the most passionate kisses that I had ever been surprised with while fondling my buttocks. At the office Christmas party in a local pub a couple of days later, Sally had an opportunity to follow the kiss up with some very raunchy dancing, pressing her breasts against my chest with her hard nipples kept away only by my shirt and her thin blouse and sexy satin bra. Her thigh rubbed my groin ensuring that my erection was kept interested. There was nowhere private where either of us could cop a feel, so it wasn't until the pub closed a couple of hours later and the party came to an end that I suggested that we went back to my house. "Let's go now, but I'll need to get back to my boyfriend's flat before he misses me." I walked Sally to my sports car and drove the thirty miles to my house with my hand inside her panties gently frigging her cunt lips and clit. Her skirt hem was pulled right up to her waist giving me easy access to her minge. Sally's breathing got a lot louder and it sounded as though she enjoyed several orgasms before we eventually arrived at my cottage. "Where's your bedroom? I need to have your cock inside me right now." "So do I. You've made me feel really randy. It's up the stairs and the door ahead. Would you like some wine?" "No time for that. We both need a good shag before you can drive me back to London and Dave misses me." Sally laid on the bed with her legs parted giving me a full view of my cock's intended target hiding behind her dark écu. She was so ready for me that I easily slipped into her waiting minge and we both came within a minute or two which satisfied us both. I rolled on a fresh condom to be ready for a second round, but she insisted that she needed to get back to her boyfriend. I drove back up the motorway with Sally unzipping my fly and wanking my dick as I drove."Did you know that you're still wearing a condom?" She peeled it off and dropped it out of the window onto the motorway. "That was for our second session." "It's great that you were ready to fuck me again but don't be greedy. You'll have to wait until after Christmas before you can make love to me properly again. If we use the storeroom at work, we'll be heard because I find it impossible to screw quietly." That was something I found very true and it was several years before I fucked a lady who made more noise when I was fucking her. I had already been told that I'd lost my job due to me not wearing a jacket when I was presented to the extremely important lady who was in charge of the organisation when she visited us to open a new exhibition, and I was due to start a new job on the edge of London. Sally made an excuse for being away from her boyfriend for an evening in the new year and came instead to my cottage where we celebrated my new job in the most debauched manner we could think of. Soon after, Sally dumped Dave and I enjoyed a year and a half long affair with her and although I never fell in love with her, the sex was very frequent and extremely enjoyable. Sally's libido was remarkably high and we would usually enjoy several quickies throughout the day. At least one when we woke up, another when we got home from work. One more before we went to the pub in the evening and a final protracted slowie before we went to sleep. Often, if one of us woke up in the night, a good shag sent us back to sleep again. Having a willing recipient of a nocturnal emission is priceless. Sally was, quite rightly, very proud of her body and when we were alone together, we often wore nothing at all giving the other very easy access to our entire bodies. One evening, she was washing her hair, leaning over the bath when I surprised her by walking up behind her and plugging my erect dick into the exposed twat that looked as though it was waiting for me. Sally screamed as shampoo got into her eyes. "Go and sit in the toilet and wait for me to rinse this off." she told me. I did as she asked with my erection standing proudly on my lap and as soon as she was ready, she straddled me, with her beautiful face in front of me, her hard nipples against my chest and my dick easily slipped into her slit. She rocked herself to an orgasm, with my hands under her arse helping her rise and fall. After she had cum for the third time, the pleasure of being inside her spasming vagina caused me to release the contents of my balls into her cunt. "Go and lie down on the sofa." She suggested. "I'll dry my hair and you'll be recovered enough by then for a more lengthy fuck." How could I refuse? I went into the living room where a log fire was warming the room while Sally went into the bedroom with a towel round her head. After several minutes of the hair dryer working, eventually she appeared, fully dressed in a long dress. This was not what I wanted. She sexily put a U2 CD on the stereo and as the music throbbed, she faced me and started performing a strip-tease. This was more like it. As she teased the dress from her shoulders, the dress dropped onto the floor revealing the fact that there was nothing under it apart from her naked body. "Tada!" My cock leapt into action. "I'm going to have to do something about that for you." She kneeled on the floor beside me and took the entire length into her mouth with her tongue lapping against the underside. She withdrew so that only my helmet was within her lips and tickled it with her tongue as she fucked me with her mouth. She didn't even gag when she swallowed my entire hard dick until my balls touched her lips. The feel of her long, soft, clean hair round my gonads while her fingers tickled my balls was enough to bring me to boiling point again and when I came, down her throat, she swallowed it all. "My turn now." Sally stood up with her figure illuminated by he firelight giving me a sight of all I had enjoyed and was about to enjoy again. She played with my cock using her fingers and lips for ten minutes until it showed some more life then straddled me and with my hands fondling her breasts while my thumbs tickled her nipples, she bounced up and down on my prick. "I'm really enjoying this. It's as good as when you were sitting on the toilet." In the spring we walked through the countryside to a wood I knew far from the public and screwed for an hour or more on a blanket amongst the bluebells. Sally's screams of pleasure soon drove away the birds that had been singing in the trees above us. "I love coupling with you, Hans, you're always so inventive." Little did she know that my house-mate, Roger, and I were comparing notes on what made our women cum loudest. I even borrowed a peak sound meter from work which proved that Sally was seven decibels louder than his Sue. I knew from the way that Sally had dumped Dave and started screwing me that my time with her was limited, so I wasn't very surprised when I discovered that she was fucking someone else and in turn, dumped me, though I was more than a little upset having the use of her wonderful body denied me and that started me being depressed. The evening she dumped me, we were at her parent's flat in London. "One last time, Hans, to remember each other with, What do you say?" How could I have turned her down even if I had wished to? "I don't really want to part from you but I've never once turned down the pleasure of your wonderful body, have I? You'll need to keep the noise down as your parents are a couple of rooms away, so Yes, please" We gently made love with me needing to cover her mouth with mine to stop her moans reaching her parents. By this time she had been fitted with a IUD coil to save on our expense on condoms and although I didn't sense that Sally had achieved an orgasm, I spurted my jism deep into into her delicious cunt for the final time. A few weeks later, I went to a local college disco with my friend Simon. Simon is a student at a local agricultural college. Simon's girlfriend is training to be a Dance teacher at a college where I worked soon after leaving university. As we were queuing to go in, one of the most attractive girls I have ever seen walked past. "Yes, please!" I said to Simon and spent the rest of the evening getting to know her. Sian had shoulder length blonde hair, huge breasts and a soft gentle voice. I was smitten. Some days later, I was able to read the label on a bra that she had recently discarded on my bedroom floor that told me it was 38DD. Her tits were amazing. Firm, tactile and very sensitive, she loved having her breasts gently stroked, first with my full hand and as I collapsed my hand, my fingers would gently grip her pink nipples. Repeating that action on both tits was enough to bring her to orgasm. I loved to nibble her nipples with my lips as much as she loved me to suck them. Sian was eighteen and a first year dance student and I soon fell completely in love with her. She preferred to go out in the evenings without wearing a bra - Her breasts were so magnificent and firm that she didn't need to wear one for support and I loved to watch her without one as her nipples pressed themselves through shirt or blouse. Sian was two thirds my age and still a virgin, though she kept me happy by both giving and receiving oral sex, though she continued to deny me full sex. Her breasts were the largest I had been allowed to touch since the first night I ever spent in bed with a naked woman, Trudy, whose bra cups were size G though Trudy capitalized on her huge tits by posing for men's top-shelf magazines for money. For the next college holidays, rather than Sian taking a train to her parent's home, I drove her all the way there. Her parents were very welcoming, though surprised that their daughter's new boyfriend was so much older than her. During the holidays, my employer had persuade me to rent a flat in London rather than to drive for up to an hour each way every day, as traffic was causing me to get to work very late most mornings. Once term had started again and Sian was back at college I would live in London during the working week and at my country cottage every weekend, visiting Sian on a couple of weekday evenings. One Wednesday evening, as I was about to drive back to London, Sian told me that she would prefer to spend time with blokes closer to her own age. She was breaking up with me! I was devastated. I had found, and now lost, my true love. I drove back to London in tears. Two days later, on the Friday evening, I must have been distracted by my thoughts and failed to see that the two cars ahead had collided and stopped in front of me and I hit one of them. My car was wrecked and the collision had broken two of my ribs and severely bruised a kidney as a speaker I was carrying behind my seat had hit me in the back. An ambulance took me to the nearest hospital and a couple of hours later my house-mate, Roger, came to take me home. I was in too much pain to do anything except lie in bed on my back. The following morning, I was surprised when Sian appeared in my bedroom and jumped on top of me, proving that she still cared about me and for the next month or two, while I was recovering, I saw her frequently although we were never intimate as before. My immobility due to my injured back and needing to use public transport as my car was a total wreck was causing deep depression and after I was in a fit state to return to work where I was stuck in a small flat in an area where I knew nobody meant that I was heading for a nervous breakdown. On one of my rare trips home, one of my mate Simon's classmates, fellow student farmer, Johnny, offered to take me to a party in a pub near where he grew up in Northamptonshire to celebrate his school friend, Jonathan's twentieth birthday on a Friday night. I'm certain that you are getting fed up with hearing about my problems, so let's get back to some raunchy fucking. Jonathan's eighteen year old sister, Julia, was a slim pretty girl with dark blonde shoulder length hair and as soon as I was introduced to her I could tell that the attraction between us was mutual. As we danced, we couldn't wait for the DJ to play slower songs so we could have an excuse to rub our bodies against each other with the erect nipples on her compact tits pressing against my chest and my hard cock rubbing against her pussy in time to the music. Absolute bliss! Johnny drove Jonathan, Julia and myself back to the thatched stone cottage where Jonathan and Julia lived with their mother. Jonathan's best friends had been invited back to complete his birthday celebrations. The cottage was beautiful having been recently renovated from an old farmhouse and the mother, Mary, had created an exquisite home in the three years since they moved to the country from the nearest large town. A few months previously, Alan, the father had walked out on his family and moved in with Mary's best friend back in the town leaving Mary lonely in a small village where she knew nobody. Mary greeted us all at the door. She knew most of Jonathan's friends and greeted them by name as they came through the back door into the kitchen. "Hello Mrs Smith," said Johnny "This is my friend, Hans. He's staying with me until we go back south on Sunday." "Nice to meet you, Hans. Are you at college with Johnny?" "No, Mrs Smith. I work in London as an audio engineer." "Please call me Mary. A good looking guy like you is always welcome here." As she kissed my cheek I could tell from the alcohol on her breathe that she had been drinking. "Who wants a drink?" called out Mary "I've bought bottles of Red and White wine, cans of lager and there's Coke and Orange juice for those who are driving." The half a dozen couples poured themselves drinks and either stood around in the kitchen or went to sit on the comfortable chairs in the lounge. "Can I pour you a drink, Mum?" "That's very kind, Jules. A large gin and tonic with loads of ice, please. You know how I like it." "Hans?" "I see you have German white wine. A glass of that, if it's not too much trouble" Julia poured the drinks including a very large Merlot for herself and come and sat on the kitchen table with her long legs swinging below. The way the minx had deliberately sat meant that the hem of her skirt was rucked up so her tiny pink lace panties were clearly on display to me. Mary stood beside her and I couldn't fail to notice the similarity in their looks although Mary's hair was shorter and darker. Julia was eighteen and Mary couldn't have been more than about double that. In my eyes, Mary was a textbook MILF and her daughter an alluring young temptress. The three of us chatted and found out more about one another. Julia was due back at her college in Manchester the next day as she needed to study and prepare herself for a tutorial on Monday. "I suppose I'll be alone again, all week without my children." sighed Mary. We empties our glasses and I refilled them a couple of times while the party came to it's natural end and people left. Meanwhile I took sneaky peeks at Julia's panties imagining what they were hiding. She caught me a couple of times and gave me a wink to show that she had noticed, Johnny came in. "Can Hans sleep on your couch, Mrs Smith? It's a bit late to wake my mum to make up a bed when we get home." "No problem, Johnny. There's a spare bedroom Hans can use." Johnny said he would see me in the village pub at lunchtime and went off with Charmaine who he had been chatting up all evening. I think they were pleased to get rid of me. With most of the guests gone, I helped to wash up the glasses and tidy up the lounge. "I'm going to bed," Mary told us. "Be sure that you turn out the lights when you come up, Jules." She hugged both of us and gave us both a goodnight kiss. "See you in the morning. Don't stay up too late talking." Jonathan had already taken Anne, his girlfriend up to bed so Julia took my hand and led me to the guest bedroom, showed me the on-suite bathroom and gave me an extremely passionate goodnight kiss before leaving me feeling very disappointed as she left the room and I could hear her footsteps going down the hall to her own bedroom. I had very much hoped that she would stay with me. I completely stripped off, as I usually sleep naked and got into bed. Within a few minutes, the door opened and Julia came back into the room wearing her dressing gown. "There's something I forgot to show you." "What's that?" With that, she undid the cord holding the gown closed, opened it wide to show that she was naked underneath and dropped it to the floor. What a body! She was slim and rounded in all the right places with her beaver shaved into a Brazilian landing strip. "I realised that in spite of you looking up my skirt for the last hour, you wouldn't have been able to actually see my pussy because my panties were obstructing your view. What do you think?" "I'll tell you once I've got closer." Julia clambered into the antique wrought-iron double bed and cuddled up to me. "Close enough yet?" she whispered in my ear. We groped each other's body while kissing whatever we could reach until Julia turned upside down so she could suck my dick while pressing her pussy into my face. My tongue lapped her clit which had already peeked from out of its shroud, her cunt and labia while she took my erect seven inches into her mouth. One of her hands caressed my balls as her tongue and lips performed an exquisite blow job. My tongue and fingers did their magic on her cunt until her pants and breathing told me she was about to cum. Two of my fingers found their way into her moist cunt and a sharp intake of breath told me I had found her G-spot. Her entire body shook as she came. "I want your cock inside me, right now!" "I don't have any condoms with me." "It doesn't matter, I've been taking the pill for nearly three years and don't have any STDs. Roll over on your back and I'll ride you." I rolled over onto my back and Julia sat on my face before shifting her bum down my torso until my dick was lined up with her pussy. "This is what I've been waiting for all evening." She said as she maneuvered my knob into her slit. I have never encountered a cunt like it. All the ones I had fucked in the past had been even and smooth and my dick just slipped into them. Julia's was uneven and lumpy where her vaginal muscles were protruding rather like the six-pack on my stomach. I am not saying that it was unpleasant, in fact I really enjoyed the different feel of being inside her. I was just surprised at how different she felt from all the other girls I had fucked in the past decade. Think of your first time and how different it felt from how you imagined it would be. Julia moved her pussy down and completely engulfed me. She started rocking backwards and forwards, up and down. Relaxing her muscles as I slid into her and tightening them as I slid out. It was wonderful and the pleasure forced a groan from my lungs. "We need to be quiet. I don't want to wake Mum, she will be jealous. Did you notice how she was looking at you tonight? She was chewing her bottom lip. She obviously really fancies you and probably hasn't enjoyed a shag since Dad left, and probably not for some time before. Make me cum again please." I reached round and tickled her clit as she pounded up and down on my todger until soon she succumbed to a mind numbing orgasm. Her vaginal muscles spasmed in turn like a peristaltic pump pulling my jism into her cunt as I joined her in ecstasy. Definitely one of the best fucks I've ever enjoyed. "You probably need to give me a quarter of an hour to recover before I can manage it again." A Family Affair "I've got all night." "Turn round so I can see your lovely face and beautiful breasts." She turned round so I could reach up and fondle her lovely compact firm tits with both hands while my thumbs brushed her erect nipples. "Keep doing that, it's turning me on again." She reached down to check my erection. "Not hard enough, yet." She leaned forward to kiss my mouth. Her tongue parted my lips and traced its way round the inside of my lips before stopping the kiss and moving her bum up my body until she was sitting on my face. I followed her cue and put my tongue inside her pussy tracing it round the inside of her labia. "Ooooh! Aaaaah! Yes! Keep doing that. Christ on a bike, Hans!" My tongue had burrowed it's way into her vagina and as an orgasm took control of her body, the muscles inside sucked my tongue to where it could give her the greatest enjoyment. We fondled one another until my knob was getting hard again. "Round two!" Julia laid face down on the bed with her legs apart as I plugged my recovered dick into her cunt below (one of my favourite positions) and slid it in and out, once again enjoying the sensation of the lumps up there massaging my prick while Julia seemed to cum several times more. She used her muscles to milk me again, after which I fell asleep. I woke up when Julia brought me a mug of coffee. "Good morning, lover. It's ten o'clock and I need to leave for college soon. I'll be down again next month. Is there any possibility that you can meet me here?" "That depends if we will be enjoying another night like last night?" "Oh, I'm certain that it can be arranged. Studs like you don't grow on trees! I've got a book called 'Sex Positions You Never Thought Possible' I'll bring it home and we can work our way through it. I see you have morning wood. Once you drunk your coffee, I'll take care of that for you." 'I eagerly swallowed the coffee and she dropped her dressing gown and climbed onto me facing me. In the daylight, I could see you perfect boobs bouncing up and down as the little vixen fucked me until we were both totally satisfied. "I'll see you next month, Stud." I went to the pub for lunch with Johnny. "Good night?" "The best. It's made me feel much happier. My depression is lifting." "Jonathan says that you spent it with Julia. I had her a couple of years ago. She was the greatest even then, she was my first and what a great way to lose my virginity. Lovely girl! So pretty and very accommodating. Jonathan has invited Charmaine and me over this evening to sit and play music. I'll bring my guitar. If you borrow one of Jonathan's we can have a good session." That evening, Jonathan, Anne, Johnny, Charmaine and myself were sitting on the couches playing guitars. Charmaine proved to have a wonderful voice and the music just flowed. Mary joined us and sat at the piano playing extremely competently. The booze from the previous night reappeared and the bottles and cans slowly emptied. We started to play a complicated very old folk tune in a modal tuning. "I'm too drunk to play that." said Mary and came and sat next to me. "You are staying here again tonight, aren't you? It will save me from needing to change the sheets." As the rest of them played and sang, Mary kept stroking my leg which made me slightly uncomfortable as I had spent most of the previous night screwing her daughter. "How old are you, Hans?" "Twenty eight." "I'm thirty seven. So there's only nine years between us, but ten years between you and Jules." " I think you should sleep in my bed tonight. I could tell from the noises coming from your room last night that you know how to satisfy a woman. Jules isn't here and my need for a man inside me is overwhelming." Mary whispered in my ear so none of the others could hear. "I had known Alan since I was thirteen and he got me pregnant when I was sixteen and I had to marry him. I've never been to bed with another man and now that he's gone off with my best friend I think I deserve a revenge fuck!" "I don't think I should." "Please? Nobody will ever find out. I'm hot and desperate, and need to have a man inside me quite urgently." She dropped her lips to my neck and kissed it before continuing to whisper "I have been unwillingly celibate for eight sodding months and I can't put up with it any longer. I promise that you will find me very entertaining, or don't you fancy me?" She whispered as she put her hand on my semi and gave it a tweak. I was a little inebriated by then and my resolve was weakening. "OK, when everybody has gone, I'll go to bed and if you don't change your mind, you can come to my room. That gives you a get-out option if you decide that you don't want to, though I really hope you'll come." "Oh, I'll cum. You can be sure of that." Johnny and Charmaine eventually left, as did Jonathan and Anne who went back to Anne's home. So I went to bed to see if Mary was still intent on having a revenge shag. After waiting for five minutes, I decided that Mary had chickened out of having her first ever extramarital sex so I got undressed and got into bed. Ten minutes later, there was a quiet knock on my door which slowly opened to reveal Mary's figure dressed in a black lace teddy and panties, black net hold-up stockings and black high heel shoes. She stood by the bed as she removed both shoes, slowly peeled off both stockings and undid the fasteners of the teddy knowing that I was intently watching her. "You haven't changed your mind then?" "Why should I? There's a hot pussy here that's craving for a replacement filling. If you are in the mood to stuff it, it's in the mood to be stuffed." She eased the panties over her hips and shimmied, dropping them to the floor. "Do you like what you see? It's all yours if you would like to use it" "Yes please! I'm the sort of guy who never refuses a hot attractive woman like you." "Good boy. Let's do one another the ultimate favour. Make love to me all through the night. You will be my second ever man and my first for several months. I'm scared that my pussy will seal up if it doesn't get used." Mary came over to me proudly, by now, completely naked and it was difficult not to be reminded of her daughter standing in the same place last night, just as naked. They looked so similar in the half light. It looked like the same body with the exception of the hair and the beaver. Julia had a Brazilian landing strip but Mary's was non existent. It was completely bald. Also, Mary's areolae and nipples were darker. "I hope you like my écu, I've just shaved it using Alan's razor. Tee Hee. That's why I took so long." Her bum and tits looked the same as her daughter's and their voices were similar. I needed to perform a full inspection to see if there were any other differences that I had missed. "Come here and kiss me." In the words of the old song, her lips tasted not of cherry wine but of Merlot which was not surprising as both mother and daughter had been drinking red wine. Their tongues both licked the inside of my lips in the same way. My left palm reached behind her and stroked first her back, then lower, fondling Mary's buttocks which were as firm and soft as Julia's. I swept back the duvet. Mary came to lie next to me. I tried to remember what Julia had done next. Oh, yes. I had fondled Julia's tits and brought her to an orgasm when I squeezed her nipples with my tongue and lips. Mary laid on her back and I caressed her body. I kissed her lips, eyelids and neck while squeezing her breasts. These felt about the same size as Julia's but were not as firm. Her nipples hardened as I stroked them. "Kiss my nipples, Hans, I like that." I thought back to Sian and how she enjoyed it so much that I was able to bring her to orgasm, although Sian always referred to them as her nibbles. Mary squirmed below me as my tongue and lips made them stick right out. Eventually, I moved my mouth downward to just below where an hour earlier, her bush had sat. My tongue licked at the top of her pudenda. "That's so good." Mary gasped. "Alan has never licked me there. He thinks it's disgusting." I can identify with her frustrations as Carole, one of my past girlfriends always refused to give me a blowjob in case I were to cum in her mouth. "It's not disgusting at all, in fact I love the taste of an aroused woman." "And I love you doing it. Please don't stop." The noises she made told me that I was doing the right things to her, so I continued lapping her labia while my nose rubbed her clit. Her whole body started shaking. "Come up and join me." She grabbed my ears with both hands and pulled me up until we were kissing. My prick found its part way into her slippery twat "Oh yes. Now all the way." At her request, I slid all the way into her to find that she too had lumps of muscles in her VJ as had Julia. As her legs folded themselves round my back, I fucked her until she cried out with a climax. I didn't stop fucking. "I need to get my breathe back, Hans." so I slowly withdrew and reached over to the night stand for a couple of tissues to clear up our juices, her pussy juices and my saliva. "Alan only ever used the missionary position. What can you suggest that I'll enjoy?" "Try this!" I got out of bed, pulled the duvet off us and knelt on the floor facing her. "Come down here and kneel on the floor." Once she had knelt next to me, I asked her to flop forward on the bed. Now her arse was sticking out and up with her two holes facing me. I knelt behind her and pushed my dick into her dripping cunt. Once it was all the way in, she tightened her muscles and clenched her buttocks gripping me inside. "Is this the sort of thing you had in mind?" "You feel so much larger like that." Like Julia had done last night, Mary pulled herself partly away from me until there was only an inch or two of me inside her, then completely relaxed and swallowed me completely up again with short occasional clenches of her muscles. She did that several tines more before tightening her muscles as I was going both in and out. I leaned forward and kissed her neck while reaching forward and fondling her breasts. Her nipples had become really hard as I pinched them. Mary was afraid that her twat had sealed up due to not being used. It was definitely very tight. More so than her daughter's. In spite of lack of practice she was a great screw and I really loved fucking her. From the pants, gasps and spasms of her cunt I could tell that she also enjoyed it as well. "Yes. Yes, Yes. Oh Ghod. I'm cumming!" Each of the lumps in her cunt seemed to spasm separately and the overall effect on me was to induce a climax in me. My balls tightened as they propelled what seemed like a pint of spunk into Mary's fanny. "I need a drink after that. What would you like, Mary?" "A glass of Merlot would be wonderful" I went downstairs, naked, to get the wine. As I was pouring Mary's red wine and my white wine, Mary also came to the kitchen still naked. Her hot naked body was still glistening with light perspiration. It was an extremely alluring body and I felt the strong desire to have it again. We drank our wine and cuddled and caressed each other. "My friends have told that one of the best places to have a good bonk is on the kitchen table. I saw you looking up Jules's skirt when she was sitting here last night. I fancied letting you shag me myself at the time but Jules had first dibs on you, was obviously up for it and I didn't want to get in her way and upset my daughter." Mary hoisted herself onto the table with her legs apart and swinging as her daughter had the previous night. I moved over facing her, standing between her legs. "My sex life was extremely limited when I was a teenager. Alan was very aggressive to anyone who showed an interest in me so I was very limited when it came to getting my jollies. I only kissed two other guys before Alan got me pregnant with Jonathan while I was still only sixteen. We had to get married before I was seventeen. Now finish your wine and shag me here on the kitchen table." The difference from last night was that the object of my attention was no longer covered by trim blonde curls and shrouded by pink panties but tonight was completely bald and plainly on display. My penis was at about the same height as her cunt which was sopping wet with her juices trickling out of her onto the quarry tiled floor. I moved closer to her and she held my prick and guided it into her orifice. She leaned back so her nipples were pointing at the ceiling as I fucked her steadily. My right hand was resting on the lower part of her belly, so my thumb reached down and gently massaged her clit. "That's so good." My other hand squeezed her left tit and I could tell by her breathing that she was getting exited again. "I need you closer. Lay on top of me." I leaned myself forward and put all my weight on my core, driving my dick hard into her. "Ummpht!" The head of my dong was pressed hard against her cervix and I could feel her IUD coil. We rolled over so that Mary was now looking down at me. She brought her knees up so that she was now kneeling over me, but with me still hard inside her rocking her body as she fucked me. "That's called the cowgirl position." I told her. "How do you like it?" "Well it gives me FAR more freedom of movement than the bloody missionary position I'm used to. I'm in charge and can do this!" She said as she started humping me again. By now, my cock was ready for action again and enjoyed being repeatedly buried deep into her snatch. Author's note: In spite of giving birth to two children, Mary's snatch was quite a lot tighter than Julia's. Probably because Julia was a lot more sexually active than her mother, having it reamed out regularly. I have experienced both slack floozies and extremely tight virgins in the same night - see the exract from my memoirs 'The truth game' (//www.literotica.com/s/the-truth-game) for further reading. Neither mother nor daughter was an extreme experience. "I suppose that this is the sort of thing that my kids get up to. I've always encouraged them to enjoy sex. It's free of charge. It's fun and it's great exercise. As long as they're careful about not catching STDs." I reminded her that there's always the complication of emotional problems when an affair comes to an end. "Yeah but they are both becoming immune to those sort of problems. They've both been sexually active since they were sixteen. I always insisted that they ensured that anyone they slept with also also 100% wanted to do the deed. Jules has been on the pill since a few says after her sixteenth birthday and Jon has a supply of condoms just in case. I know it's wrong but as soon as they were able to, they have had sex together. Of course, they don't know that I know that, but a mother can always tell. Condom wrappers in the bin say a lot. They're great kids and their heads are screwed on right, but if either of them got to know what we've been getting up to this evening I will be so ashamed... and if Alan gets wind of it, it will make my divorce so much more difficult and expensive for me." "This table is hell on my knees and I'm getting cold. I need to cum another dozen more times before I go to sleep, so let's go back upstairs. We can take the wine with us." We went back upstairs were I was able to give her another two or three orgasms in other positions -- first I introduced her to the reverse cowgirl then I laid behind her and she was introduced to spoons before we both fell asleep. In the morning I showed Mary my favourite kinky position -- The chair job. We went into the dining room, where I sat on a dining chair, naked. Mary straddled my legs and sat on my thighs facing me, also naked. She shifted her bum up until my erect knob found it's way into her moist slit. I leant forward and kissed her mouth, breasts and particularly nipples. My hands were under her bum and hers were behind my back on the chair back. We fucked with Mary using her arms and legs to help her body bounce up and down onto my tool, and I used my hands under her bum to help her move. Yet again, Mary didn't take long to reach her first 'O'. Nor her second or her third which caused me to spurt into her twat. "I must remember that for the next time I host a dinner party! In fact why don't we have a private dinner party next weekend while the kids are away?. You can come here but don't expect to get any sleep." Johnny picked me up at lunchtime. "Cum again soon and thank you" said Mary as she fiercely kissed me au revoir. Johnny drove back home. He commented on how tired I looked. "Yes well, I had a lot to drink over the weekend and I don't sleep very well in a strange bed." "You had the pleasure of Julia on Friday night. She's a great fuck isn't she? Going to bed with Julia rules out any possibility of sleep. I bet you wished she was there again last night as well or were you wanking over the memory of her?" Little did he know, and never will, that Julia's mother was just as good and that in the dark, I would not have been able tell the difference between them by touch, feel, scent, taste or any action. Apart, of course that I could always tell Mary's coochie because it was tighter. A Family Affair All characters depicted in this story are aged at least 18, and all acts and events are based entirely on the imagination of the author. ***** It was a Wednesday afternoon during half-term, but even so the doctor's surgery waiting room was quiet. Apart from an elderly gentleman, two young women with small children, and a man who looked to be in his mid-20s, Marie and her two children had the freedom of the waiting room. Marie, a distinguished woman with strong, beautiful features, sat opposite her son and daughter, who were both quietly reading from magazines chosen from the provided selection. Her eldest daughter Rebecca, and her middle child and only boy, Matti, were shy, well behaved children, respectful, obedient, and raised with a stern but loving ethos. Her youngest child, Jessica, was a little more wild, but not out of control. She was still of an age whereby her medical check-ups were carried out, on a regular basis, by her school, and so was not present with the three of them. Marie had booked a joint appointment for Rebecca and Matti to see Dr. Underwood, who happened to be an expert in reproductive health, a field which under the new enlightened administration had recently been expanded to include all anal and rectal care. She knew of no one better to take on the care of her two eldest children now they were approaching the end of their time at St Cuthbert's school, and their care would no longer be monitored by the school matron. Marie was dressed smartly, in a dark blue skirt suit, with black stockings beneath. High heels added height to her petite frame. The outfit showed off her body to great effect, and added to the feminine power she exuded. Standing at 5'7", she was an extremely beautiful woman, her body undeniably feminine, with large D-cup breasts sitting proudly on her chest, all the more noticeable with her height. Wavy blonde hair tumbled about her shoulders, and mesmerising blue eyes gave a nod to her Scandinavian heritage. Her eldest daughter was naturally pretty, with a fresh wholesome look. Rich brunette hair was perfectly complemented by deep blue eyes inherited from her mother; a look that Marie knew would attract her a lot of attention later in life. All the more reason to keep a firm, but loving, check on her children. Rebecca was wearing a pretty white blouse, a simple white bra beneath, and a skirt cut to just above her knee. Like her mother, she had a slim, firm figure, albeit with a smaller bust, blossoming nicely in to womanhood. Matti was dressed in a similar casual style, in a green t-shirt with the logo of some band Marie found indistinguishable from the others he and his friends enjoyed, blue jeans, and plain black cotton boxers. Unlike his sister or mother, he had strawberry blonde hair, inherited from his dearly departed father. It was cut in a slightly shaggy, boyish style, the fringe almost to his eyes. He did though, have blue eyes like his mother and sister, though his were a lighter shade, with hints of grey. All in all, Marie thought to herself with a touch of pride, she had raised two very handsome, charming young children. She was jolted from her thoughts by the doctors' receptionist, "Mrs Hanley? You can go through to Dr. Underwood's room now" said the older woman softly, smiling kindly at the family as they filed out and along the corridor to the door marked with a brass plaque inscribed with Dr. Underwood's name. Marie paused to knock, and at a soft feminine, "come in", pushed the door open, gesturing her two children through, before following and closing the door behind her. The doctor's office was not like most modern clinics, but an entirely more comfortable setting. Dark wooden furniture was spaced evenly around the room, with a large sturdy desk centred at one end before what would be a large window, though the curtains were drawn. Attractive paintings and photographs were framed on the wall, showing impeccable taste. At one side of the large space was the area given over to examinations, though the medical equipment seemed to fit in to its surroundings nicely. A wheeled trolley, upon which sat a variety of implements that Marie could only guess at the purpose of, held several drawers - doubtless with more medical paraphernalia - whilst there was in the very centre an examination table, stirrups folded down against its sides. Before the desk were three comfortable looking chairs. Behind the desk sat a very attractive woman. Of Marie's age, she had deep auburn hair, and large rich hazel coloured eyes. Her face was pleasant, but hinting at a superiority and firmness. She wore a traditional white doctor's coat, unbuttoned over a blue woollen dress, itself buttoning down the front to the waist. Below the desk in the foot-well, Marie could see the end of long, slim legs, ending in smart pumps. The doctor wasn't wearing tights or stockings, and her skin had a wonderful creamy colour to it. Marie forced herself to look up at the doctor's face, as she gestured her two children to sit down. "Mrs Hanley" nodded the doctor primly. "Dr Underwood" replied Marie, a polite but reserved look upon her face, which quickly dissolved in to a grin, and an almost girlish giggle. "Hello Susan my dear, how are you?" Doctor Susan Underwood, a close confidant of Marie's since they roomed together at school, rose from her desk to embrace her old friend, kissing her lightly upon both cheeks. "Very well Marie, delighted to see you! And you brought two of your lovely children with you." "I did indeed, both here to get the once over from the country's finest medical professional." Marie chuckled warmly, turning to indicate her son and daughter. "Matti, Rebecca, you remember Dr Underwood don't you?" Both children nodded politely, shy smiles on their faces. Susan Underwood returned the smiles, reassuring and warm. "You've both inherited your mother's beauty I see!" her smile broadening as the pair blushed a little and murmured thanks. Susan walked softly back to her desk, glancing at the patient file that had been prepared for her by her secretary, looking up to smile again at the boy and girl. Turning back to their mother, she spoke, "Full medical check-ups for both I see, tip to toe. It's so splendid to see a mother who cares wholeheartedly for her children's welfare. Now, large parts of the exams will be the same, but then they will diverge at a certain point for obvious reasons given that Rebecca is a girl and Matti a boy." Susan smiled kindly at her friend's offspring, a small measure of pleasure running through her as both boy and girl blushed as they considered her words. The doctor turned back to her patient's mother, and announced cheerily, "Well, we'll start with Rebecca I think. If you could strip down to your knickers please sweetie, we'll begin by taking your pulse, that sort of thing, and I'll also do a quick breast exam. I find the most accurate temperature readings are taken anally, so we'll wait until you're up on the table without your knickers on for that, and of course you'll need to be undressed to have your weight and height measured. Ok my dear?" The girl blushed more obviously this time, but a quick glance at her mother assured her that no nonsense would be brokered. "Yes Doctor Underwood" she said quietly, standing from her chair. Susan turned to the girl's brother, "as for you Matti, if you could be a good boy and sit beside your mother whilst your sister has her exam, then it'll be your turn. Marie, I'd like your children to be present for each other's examinations, I do think it important that young boys and girls are aware of the other gender's bodies, not just their own." "Of course" Marie replied warmly, a loving glance at her children, "and not to worry, they were both bathed together when they were little, so they have nothing to hide." Matti moved his chair to be beside that taken by his mother, as Rebecca began shyly to undress in the middle of the room. A hush descended, and all eyes were drawn to the budding young woman as she started to disrobe. Starting with her shoes and socks, which she placed neatly under her chair, she hesitated for a moment. The pause went unnoticed by her mother and brother, but Susan registered it. She knew exactly the thought running through the young girl's mind: which item of clothing to opt for next so as to delay her public unveiling for just a moment longer. Rebecca surprised the good doctor though, as with an intake of breath she hooked her thumbs in to the waistband of her skirt, sliding it down over her hips, down her legs to the floor. It was all Susan could do not to purr with pleasure; Rebecca was wearing a pair of pale blue cotton knickers, and the shape of her vulva was clearly visible beneath, the material dimpling in between her labia. As the girl turned to place her neatly folded skirt on top of her chair, Susan was treated to a delightful view of the young teen's bottom; round and firm beneath the material. Keeping her back to the doctor, facing her family, Rebecca began to unbutton her blouse, eyes lowered, avoiding the looks of both her mother and brother. Susan did notice though, that whilst Marie gazed openly at her daughter, Matti was making a bad go of looking elsewhere. Susan grinned inwardly; there was certainly some fun to be had with the siblings, and if she knew her friend Marie as she did, she was quite certain she would be receptive to some of what she had to suggest. Rebecca had unbuttoned her blouse now, and slipping it off her slender shoulders, folded it and placed it on top of her skirt. Still with her back to Susan, with another audible intake of breath the young girl reached behind her back, and unhooked her bra, dropping it wordlessly on to the pile of her clothes. Only then, did she turn back to the doctor's desk, standing demurely in the centre of the room, hands clasped together in front of her crotch, the blush on her face contrasting against her pale skin. Susan stood, moving from behind her desk, and moved to stand beside the examination table. Patting its surface she offered a reassuring smile to Rebecca. "Pop yourself up here sweetie, there's a good girl". Susan ran her eyes over the girl as she walked softly towards her. The doctor estimated the girl's breasts to be a nice b-cup, and she certainly had a very lovely figure. The nipples were a delightful shade of light pink, and although the room was comfortably warm, were already noticeably stiff, and topping her pert breasts wonderfully. Rebecca eased herself up on to the table, legs dangling over the edge, her hands folded in her lap. No matter Susan thought, she wouldn't stay hidden away for long. Susan took her time with the preliminary part of the exam. She was looking forward to the main event, but she enjoyed savouring the occasion. She started by checking the girl's ears, eyes, getting her to stick out her tongue, taking her pulse. Any questions Susan had, she directed at Marie, conversationally ignoring the girl entirely. She wanted Rebecca to be focussed on her senses, the light touch as Susan brushed her shoulder, cheek, collarbone, wrist as she moved around her. She wanted her dazed, almost hypnotised. Taking her stethoscope, Susan placed her fingertips to the girl's left breast, lifting the soft warm orb upwards, and pressed the cool metal of the instrument against Rebecca's skin. The girl gasped, though whether from the touch to her breast or the cool of the metal Susan could only guess. The doctor paused, listening to the girl's heartbeat for a few moments, her fingers remaining gently pressed to her breast. "Very good Rebecca," Dr Underwood said gently, addressing the girl for the first time since she had begun the examination. Removing the stethoscope, she pulled her hand away from Rebecca's breast, slowly, letting her fingers trace across the skin for just a fraction. Too quick to seem deliberate, but long enough to provoke a reaction, so she hoped. Turning to the trolley beside the examination table Susan stole a quick glance at Marie and Matti. The former sat comfortably and impassively, her thoughts impossible to read. Matti however was trying to keep his eyes from his older sister's chest, and failing miserably. Susan wondered to herself whether his young cock would already be hard when she made him undress, or whether his shyness would cause it to wilt before then. Either way, she'd have him to full attention again soon; it was necessary for the exam after all. Putting down the stethoscope, and picking up a blood pressure cuff, Susan moved back to the examination table. Rebecca lifted her arm without being asked, and the doctor fastened the cuff, and inflated it to the correct level. She rested her hand lightly on that of the girl's, as if supporting her arm, and kept it there, the lightest of touches on the Rebecca's skin. As Susan waited for the cuff to take its reading, she turned to Marie. "Does Rebecca still receive physical punishment?" she asked her friend, acting again as if Rebecca herself was not present. "Well, Rebecca is a very well behaved young lady, but I do employ physical chastisement when the behaviour of her or her siblings warrants it." Marie replied. "A hand spanking on the bare bottom for minor misdemeanours, with a paddle for slightly more serious infractions, and if they have really crossed a line, they get spanked between their legs. "As I say, Rebecca is a well behaved girl. Her younger sister Jessica is the wild one, it's not at all uncommon for me to have to paddle her between her legs. I use the approved method we were shown at mother and daughter class; the girls lie on their backs, bring the soles of their feet together, and let their knees fall outwards, exposing their vulva. I tell them beforehand how many blows they will receive. If they close their legs before I am done, we start over. After each blow has landed, they count it out loud, and thank me for it. "Darling Rebecca takes the rare spankings she warrants extremely well. If she fidgets or clenches her buttocks too much, she knows I'll plug her bottom with ginger before starting over, so she is usually nice and still." Susan suppressed a shudder of excitement, discretely squeezing her thighs together. What a thrill, a better answer than she had dared hope for. She had known that Marie was very liberal and modern in her views on sexuality and punishment, and that the Hanley household observed the female superiority structure that was now very commonplace across the country. Susan composed herself and turned back to the girl as the cuff beeped to announce its reading had been taken. She noted that the girl was blushing a much deeper shade of red now, the rosy cheeks put an image of Rebecca's bottom in to Susan's mind, a similar shade after a nice spanking, firm flesh hot beneath her hand. With an effort she pushed the thought back out. She'd get to see for real soon enough. "Ok Rebecca, so far so good!" Susan announced cheerily as she removed the blood pressure cuff. "I'm going to do a breast exam now. Have you had one before?" The girl shook her head, managing a muffled "no Ma'am." "It's very simple, nothing to worry about," Susan continued warmly, with a reassuring tone. "I'll do a visual observation with you sitting up, then I'm going to need you to lie down for me, and I'll examine each breast in turn with my hands. I'll be checking for and lumps, and for normal response to stimuli. I'm sure you'll be just fine." Susan smiled warmly again, delighting that the more she spoke comfortingly, the darker the blush on the girl's pretty face became. "Well they're certainly a nice size and shape for your age," Susan said, her eyes dropping to the girl's chest, "an even size and appearance." Then taking a chance, "and what pretty pink nipples you have!" The girl was definitely red now, and Susan was pleased that Marie didn't comment on the small step over the boundaries of doctor-patient professionalism. In fact, as Susan glanced at her old friend in her peripheral vision she could see a soft smile on the woman's lips. "Alright now Rebecca my love, why don't you lie down on your back for me? Marie, Matti, you might want to come and stand beside the table for a better view." As Rebecca shifted to list her legs up on to the table she had to move her hands from her lap, and spread her legs a little. There, clear as day on the pale blue cotton of her knickers, was a small dark spot between the girl's thighs. Before Marie and Matti reached the table Rebecca had got herself in to position, legs together, and hands once again folded demurely on top of her knickers, but Susan knew that what she had seen. And, and here she was certain, Rebecca knew she had seen. Susan smiled down at her, but this time she let the smile say something more. The girl flushed furiously, and stared straight upwards at the ceiling. "Good girl" Susan murmured, Rebecca taking the meaning at once, closing her eyes briefly and swallowing, her tongue protruding just slightly to lick lips that had suddenly gone dry. Doctor Underwood looked up at Marie and Matti as they stood on the opposite side of the table to her. There was certainly a slight bulge in the boy's jeans, and Susan imagined he was becoming as aroused by his sister's examination as Rebecca herself was. As for Marie, Susan still couldn't read her thoughts. Were her own knickers damp at the sight of her daughter all but naked on the table? "Lift your right arm up and put it behind your head please Rebecca," Susan said gently. "I'm going to show you how to examine your breasts now. Marie, it would be helpful if you could do this with Rebecca on a regular basis, perhaps after she's had a bath?" Marie raised her eyes to Susan's, and at that moment a silent signal went between the two women, and Susan knew she was on solid ground. "Of course doctor," Marie replied, lips parting in a soft smile. Matti for his part was standing with his mouth slightly open, the thoughts running through his head no doubt the same as those in Susan's own. "And of course, later on I'll show you how to examine Matti for any unusual lumps" Susan continued, suppressing a chuckle at the sudden flush of red that filled the boy's cheeks. Turning her attention back to the girl laying prone beneath her, Susan gently placed her hands on the girl's right breast, taking a moment to enjoy the warmth of it. Keeping her fingers flat and together, Susan began to explore the young girl's breast with firm circular motions. Beginning at the nipple she moved outwards in ever increasing circles, leaning over Rebecca to get a good view. She noticed the girl avoided eye contact with her, staring at an imaginary image on the ceiling instead. Once Susan's circles had reached the girl's armpit and covered the entire breasts, she began running her fingers down the flesh, from top to bottom, in rows. The flesh was warm, firm, and perfect. Satisfied that the girl was healthy in the regard, Susan cupped her breast in one hand, squeezing it gently. Then smiling down at Rebecca, and acting no differently, Susan began to rub her thumb in small circles directly over the nipple. Rebecca gasped, her gaze shooting to meet the doctor's, where it was held, unable to look away. "That all feels perfect," Susan said, addressing the mother but not breaking eye contact with the daughter, "the flesh is firm with no lumps, and the nipple exhibits all normal signs of response to stimulation." As she spoke she continued to stroke the girl's nipple, feeling it become hard beneath the pad of her thumb, standing proud of the areola. Then abruptly she stopped, a very soft but audible moan escaping the girl's lips, a noise that did not go unnoticed by anyone else in the room. "The other arm now please Rebecca." Rebecca did as she was told, and Susan began the process again. This time the pair looked in to one another's eyes the entire time. Susan knew the girl was aroused, confused, and that she was putty in her hands. She also knew that she had Marie's tacit consent to conduct the examination in the way Susan had hoped she'd be able to, and that mother was enjoying the event as much as she was. As Susan repeated the nipple massage, she felt Rebecca's body tense, a rush of emotions behind her pretty blue eyes. A Family Affair With a satisfied smile, Susan stepped back. "Well, there is absolutely nothing wrong with your breasts Rebecca," she said softly, sharing a smile with Marie. "You can get down from the table now." This time Susan noted with amusement that Rebecca did her utmost to keep her legs together as she swung them off the table, and her hands covering her crotch as much as she was able, as she stood on the carpet beside the doctor. "Ok, if you could just pop your knickers off for me, and pass them to your mother, there's a good girl, then stand on the scales with your back against the height chart on the wall there," Susan gestured with a wave of her hand. This time given the order to undress, Rebecca did pause. She looked up the doctor, an almost pleading look in her eyes. A quick glance towards her mother, and the look was replaced with resignation, and she bent at the waist, thumbs hooked in to the elastic waistband, as she slowly edged her underwear over her hips, and down her slim legs to the floor. She stood, the small cotton garment in her hand, holding it out to her mother. Marie took them from her daughter, shaking out with the pretence that she wanted to fold them up neatly. In doing so, the damp spot on the gusset, now much larger than it had been when Susan first spotted it, was very clearly visible. Susan allowed her eyes to drop down the girl's body. Beneath her belly, the hairless curve of her mons led to the plump smooth lips underneath. Susan felt her mouth go dry as she let her gaze linger. Rebecca's outer labia were slightly puffy, and there was a slight glistening in the cleft between them. The girl's inner labia and clitoris were hidden from view, tucked away in the smooth soft peach of the girl's sex. Rebecca seemed to stand still for what seemed like an eternity, before turning and padding softly across the carpet to the height chart and scales. Susan didn't need to turn to look at Marie and Matti to know three pairs of eyes were fastened upon Rebecca's shapely bottom as she walked across the room. Susan allowed herself to imagine what it was going to be like to part those round, creamy buttocks with her hands, and expose the treasure tucked away within. Would Rebecca gasp the first time she felt the doctor slide a finger in to her she wondered? Susan was aware now of a throbbing and a warmth from between her own thighs, wanted nothing more than to reach up under her dress and slide her damp clingy knickers off, but she knew that despite the line that had been crossed, the pretence of professionalism must be maintained, lest the spell be broken. Rebecca stood with her back to the wall, hands by her sides, making no attempt to cover herself now. She didn't speak a word as the doctor made notes of her height and weight, though Susan noted that her breathing was a little heavy. The girl's measurements were normal, and Susan told her so. Then taking a tape measure from the pocket of her lab coat, she turned back to Marie. "Marie, I'm just going to take a few of Rebecca's measurements. Perhaps you and Matti would like to move your chairs to beside the examination table. The next part might take a while, and I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable." Marie nodded her agreement, and as she and her son moved to shift their chairs across the room, Susan turned back to Rebecca. She began by measuring around the young girl's chest, first across the breasts, then lifting them to place the tape underneath. She smiled to herself, her earlier estimate of the size of the girl's bust correct. Next she moved the tape measure to the girl's waist, again noting the measurement, then repeated the process across Rebecca's hips. Then, Susan dropped to her knees beside the girl, her fingertips touching her lightly on her thigh. "I need to measure around your thigh sweetheart. Can you just part your legs for me a little?" Rebecca looked down at the doctor, a look of silent pleading in her eyes, but nonetheless she did as told. Susan had knelt beside the girl deliberately; her face was only inches from her patient's sex, and the aroma of the girl's unwilling arousal filled her nostrils. The doctor moved her hands to the girl's leg, wrapping the tape around one thigh. She allowed her fingertips to brush one swollen labia, but resisted the temptation to take the girl's vulva in her hand, to feel its heat, its wetness. That would come. Rebecca was almost panting now, and exhaled loudly as Susan's fingers brushed along her nether lip. Then just as suddenly as the touch had come, it was gone, and Susan rose to her feet. Rebecca's blush had now spread to her chest, her pale creamy skin now with a rosy hue. Susan allowed the moment to stretch on for a little bit, making a show of scribbling notes on to her chart. The girl's mother and sibling she noted were now sitting in their chairs at the foot of the examination table. Matti for his part looked almost as flushed as his sister. Marie, whilst still calm and collected, at least now had a telling smile upon her face, lighting up her strong beautiful features. Susan crossed to the table, ignoring Rebecca behind her as she slowly and deliberately raised the stirrups on the table. That done, she turned back to the poor girl. "Wonderful, now, hop up on the table, lie back with your legs up here, and we'll take a look at you sweetheart." Knowing the next part was inevitable, that she was to be utterly exposed before her family, and this female doctor who had aroused such confusing feelings in her, Rebecca followed the doctor back to the table, climbing up on to it. "Shuffle your bottom right down to the end, that's it. Let's just put your legs up in the stirrups here, we want everything to be nice and visible." Susan said, moving back to her desk and shrugging her coat off her shoulders, folding it over the back of her chair. "It's a little warm in here," she called over her shoulder. When she turned back to the table, it was to be greeted by the sight of the beautiful young daughter of her dear friend in complete and utter exposure. Lying on her back, with her bottom at the edge of the table, she had as asked put her legs up in to the stirrups. Susan had arranged them in such a way that the girl's knees would be raised high and apart, spreading her thighs perfectly. The girl's vulva was an incredible sight, those puffy lips tightly closed, all that remained to guard the young woman's secrets. Her buttocks were slightly split, but the crevice between them was dark with shadow. Susan moved to the table, her dress swishing softly as she did so. Halting between the girl's widely spread thighs, she smiled down at her. Nonchalantly, tenderly, she placed one hand lightly on the girl's inner thigh, a few inches from her lips. Close enough to feel the heat coming off her. With a smile Susan turned to Marie, and began to explain what would happen next. "Now Marie, this next part is not just important for me as Rebecca's doctor to ensure she is in good health, but now she, and Matti, are older responsibility for their medical care passes from their school to their parents, so it's just as vital for you to understand what healthy young girls', and boys', bodies look like." "I'll start with the outer labia, checking the lips for any lumps, lesions or discolouration of the skin. Then I'll part them and do the same within the inner labia, massaging them between thumb and finger. Then I'll be exposing the clitoris by drawing back the hood. I'll be making sure she has normal feeling and sensitivity by stimulating her clitoris directly, and observing her response." "Then we'll check her urethra and vagina. For the former I'll examine the opening, and I have a small probe to insert and take a culture. I'll do the same with the vagina, but I'll also perform an examination with my fingers, making sure everything is nice and healthy inside. I'll also be performing a recto-vaginal exam to properly examine the back wall of her vagina, and her uterus. I'll want to be seeing a good secretion of moisture under stimulation, and good pelvic muscle tone." As she spoke, Susan traced her fingers back and forth almost imperceptibly across the girl's thigh. Each time, her fingertips ended up a fraction closer to the meeting point of the girl's thighs. She continued, "Anally, we're looking for a nice tightly closed opening, the skin often a slightly darker shade than the surrounding flesh. The rim of the anus should be crinkled when closed, with no lesions or other abnormalities. When she is spread open the skin at the entrance should go taught. She ought to find the area quite sensitive, producing a similar feeling when touched to her genitals. Inside I'll be wanting to feel a nice tight grip from the muscles in her anus and rectum, and firm, smooth walls with no bumps or lesions. I ought to be able to insert several fingers fully without her experiencing any pain or discomfort. Indeed, she may even find it quite pleasurable." Susan turned her attention back to Rebecca, "First though I'll be taking her temperature, in both her anus and vagina of course." She said with a soft smile. From a tray beneath the examination table Susan took two thermometers, both with a digital display. Unwrapping them both, she placed one to the side, and brought the pre-lubed tip up towards Rebecca's vulva. With the thumb and forefinger of her other hand, she gently parted both sets of her labia, and eased the thermometer into her vagina. "Now, we wait a few moments to get a reading." Susan said brightly. "Pay attention Matti, this is an excellent opportunity to get to know what a young woman's body looks like. Ah, there we go, excellent." Withdrawing the thermometer and making a note of the reading on Rebecca's chart, she discarded the instrument in the bin beside the table, and picked up the second thermometer. Once again, she used the thumb and forefinger of her free hand, this time to part the rosy pink cheeks of the girl's bottom, bringing the thermometer up to her small crinkled anus. "Deep breath now, this may be a little cold" Susan warned, before sliding the small device easily up into the dark opening. Again she had to wait a few minutes to get an accurate reading, and as she did she allowed her gaze to roam over Rebecca's naked form. Her beautiful face was pink with an adorable blush, her small firm breasts standing proud on her chest, those bright pink nipples standing stiff an impressive length from the mound of her bosom. Her soft belly was flat, almost concave whilst lying on her back, with only soft downy blonde hair on her skin, otherwise soft and flawless and hairless below her neck. Lastly, her eyes were drawn inescapably to the soft, plump mound of the girl's mons pubis, the soft swell split only by the cleft of her sex. The thermometer beeped to indicate it was ready, breaking the silence that hung over the room, and with a soft smile down at the girl, Susan withdrew it, once again noting down the number and declaring it to be more than satisfactory. She dropped the thermometer into the bin beside its twin, then, pausing for a moment, she then removed another object from beneath the table. "I wonder Marie, if you would object to me taking some photographs of both Rebecca and Matti? We're always looking for good healthy specimens to use as examples to our students. As you can appreciate, it's difficult to always find volunteers, especially when it comes to more, personal, body parts." Susan asked, waving the camera in her hand. "I don't see that being a problem," replied Marie, "Would it be possible to receive copies for my own records?" "Of course," replied the doctor with a soft smile, returning to her patient. "And this is the perfect pose to start with. Relax now for me, there's a sweet girl." The click of the camera seemed louder than in reality to the prone girl, as the lens aimed between her parted thighs captured several shots. "Now Rebecca," said the doctor, from behind the camera, "reach between your legs and just part your outer lips for me please." On autopilot almost, Rebecca did as told, no thought now but to comply. After all, Susan Underwood was a doctor, as well as her mother's old friend, the sort of woman one always obeyed. She was acutely aware of the cool air on her exposed inner lips, before she was spoken to again. "Very nice, now spread your inner labia, and pull back the clitoral hood at the same time please Rebecca." If Rebecca had thought herself exposed before, she was wrong. Although she was not yet fully aware of submission as a concept, she knew now, as her fingers gently parted her delicate inner petals, that she was utterly in obedience to the women above her. She drew back the protective covering of the small delicate bud at the top of her cleft, exposing her most sensitive place. Again she head the camera click several times, until Susan was satisfied she had captured her shot. "Ok Rebecca, one last shot please. I'd like you to pull your knees back, and reach down and spread your buttocks open. Nice and wide so I can get a good shot of your anus." Again without hesitation Rebecca obeyed, not knowing why, only that she must. Releasing the soft swollen lips of her young sex, she took the firm round mounds of her buttocks in her hands and parted them outwards, revealing the dark pink opening nestled between. Pulling her knees back, she raised her bottom, offering her anus to the lens. The camera snapped away as she held the pose, for what seemed like eternity, before Susan spoke again. "Beautiful." Rebecca felt a thrill as the compliment was uttered, a confused need to please this woman filling her. "Good girl, now, get comfortable, and we'll begin with your exam." Rebecca settled back, trying to stay calm and relaxed. She had been examined regularly as a child and teenager by the school matron, so though shy at going through the process, had some idea of what to expect. She stifled a gasp as the doctor's hands touched her sensitive skin, and managed to blush only a little as Susan narrated her actions for the benefit of all present. Beginning with her outer labia, Susan massaged Rebecca's soft, hairless lips, first one side then the other. Declaring herself satisfied she parted the larger outer labia with the fingers of one hand, revealing the small neat lips between. Again, Susan massaged the delicate petals between thumb and finger, and once more declared herself satisfied. "In fact, you have one of the prettiest little cunnys I have ever seen on a patient," Susan beamed down at the girl, who again felt a thrill at the compliment mixed with embarrassment at the extra attention being drawn to her naked appearance. Making notes of the size and shape of Rebecca's labia on her chart, Susan proceeded to gently ease back the girl's clitoral hood, observing the size of the exposed bud. She took the tip of one finger, and pressed it lightly against the girl's opening, moistening it with the juices beginning to appear at the entrance to her vagina. Then she delicately ran the tip of that finger over the young patient's exposed clitoris, observing Rebecca's response to the stimulus. Rebecca gasped at the direct touch on her most sensitive spot, hands gripping the sides of the examination table, rolling her hips almost imperceptibly against the doctor's soft strokes. "Very good," Susan commented, abruptly breaking off the touch and jotting some more noted down on the chart, Rebecca letting out a soft sigh as the soft folds of her hood were released back over her clitoris. Next Susan directed her attention between the girl's lips, spreading them apart again and with her fingertips palpating the openings of her urethra and vagina, noting the increasing wetness of the girl as the exam went on. She let her fingertips drop to the girl's perineum, massaging it for a moment, and as with everything else telling those present that she was happy with what she saw and felt. Susan paused a moment, before placing her fingertips on the round globes of the young patient's bottom, pressing outwards and parting them, revealing the deep cleft between, and the small pink hole nestled within. Rebecca let out a small gasp as her anus was exposed, and again as she felt Dr. Underwood's fingers at first lightly, then more firmly press around the rim of her opening. "Very nice, there's a good girl," Susan cooed, turning then to Marie. "Your daughter, from the outside at least is perfectly healthy. More than that she has a pair of perfectly pretty little openings, a very lucky girl indeed." Rebecca blushed furiously at the casual manner in which the older woman discussed her most private places, whilst Matti looked completely overwhelmed, hormones in overdrive. "Now then Rebecca," Susan said, adopting her professional tone once again, "I'm going to examine your urethra with a small probe. This is just to check for any signs of infection. The feeling is a little unusual, partly uncomfortable, but many women say also partly pleasurable. Either way it won't hurt at all, so just relax for me, there's a good poppet." As she spoke to her patient, the doctor had removed from a drawer beneath the table a very slim probe, with what looked like tiny bristles at one end. Continuing to address Rebecca, she said, "I'm going to part your labia with my fingers, exposing the opening of your urethra. Then I'm going to gently insert this small probe up inside, and twist it a few times in order to get a good sample of cells. Breath deep and you'll be just fine." Susan said comfortingly with a warm smile. With her thumb and forefinger she gently parted the young girl's smooth puffy lips, exposing the soft pink flesh inside, glistening now with undisguised wetness. Bringing the tip of the probe up to the small opening of her urethra, Susan expertly eased the instrument inside. Like most people, Rebecca had never experience anything inside that particular hole, and the sensation was like nothing she had ever felt. In a small way the probe burned, in another it tickled, and the combined effect caused a small throbbing between her legs. She gasped as the doctor twisted the probe, the bristles of the brush head turning inside of her, and tensed. Had Susan had her fingers inside the young girl at that moment they would have been gripped as if by a vice. Rebecca gasped again as the probe was slide back out of her, panting a little as she stared up at the beautiful smiling woman standing above her, a look passing between them. "There we go, very good girl," Susan purred, giving the girl a comforting patient on her thigh, turning to place the probe in a container and labelling it with Rebecca's details. "Now, Marie and Matti, perhaps you'd like to move closer for this part. I'll be carrying out the internal exam, and you'll need to be close to see as I describe what I'm doing." As mother and son moved closer, both disguising their eagerness with varying degrees of success, and daughter blushed a furious red, Susan took a tube of lubrication and liberally applied it to two fingers of her left hand. With another smile down at the girl, Susan surveyed the scene. An adorably pretty young girl, so innocent and pure, lay utterly naked before her, legs parted to display her glistening enticing treasures. Soft pink skin, flawless and smooth, begged to be caressed and enjoyed. For a moment Susan allowed herself to imagine how it would be to take the young girl's puffy moist cunt into her mouth and devour her. Soon, she told herself, soon she would have all that and more. Bringing her left hand up between the girl's spread thighs, she pressed two fingers against the moist opening, massaging around the edge, lubricating and relaxing the tight hole. Satisfied, she pressed more firmly with the pads of her fingers, watching with distinct pleasure as her fingers pressed inside the young girl, curving up into the warm, soft embrace of her cunt. For a few minutes Susan explored the girl's body, massaging and caressing the front and back walls of her vagina, pressing her cervix, palpating her belly with her right hand. She carried out a running commentary of her actions as she did so, and allowed herself to just enjoy the feel of the tight young body enveloping her fingers. A Family Affair "Now Rebecca, can you cough for me please?" Nervously Rebecca did so, then at a stern glance from both mother and doctor, did so again more strongly. Susan smiled broadly as she felt the tight muscles of the girl contract around her fingers. "Good girl, now I want you to squeeze my fingers as tightly as you can and hold it for five seconds." Still blushing, and painfully aware of the stares of her family directed between her thighs at her bare cunny, Rebecca did as she was asked. Both Matti and Marie could detect the movement, but for Susan with her fingers deep within the girl's tender young cunt, the feeling was glorious. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a patient so wonderfully, beautifully tight as this one. "There we go, that's a good little girl. You're doing very well indeed sweetheart." As she spoke, Susan brought a finger up against the girl's small tightly closed anal opening. "Now relax for me again, and bear down please." Rebecca had no time to protest as she felt Susan's finger press firmly and insistently into her bottom. As the third finger slipped inside her body, she groaned deeply, unable to offer resistance. "Now, you might not think it," Susan said soothingly, "but it's very important for us girls to have a finger or two up our bottoms as part of the vaginal examination. There are parts of our anatomy best reached from behind the back vaginal wall, via the rectum." Again Susan took her time, sliding her fingers in and out of the girl's perfect twin holes, pushing them inside up to the knuckle. She examined the girl thoroughly, taking intense pleasure as she did so. It did not escape her notice either, that Rebecca also seemed to be enjoying herself, despite the blush that seemed to have settled permanently on to her features. Both the girl's openings were slick now, and that was not entirely down to the generous amounts of lube Dr. Underwood had used. The tight smooth muscles of each opening eagerly gripped her fingers as she explored the girl's body. "You're doing ever so well my love," cooed Marie to her daughter, "Mummy is very proud of her baby." "She is indeed," Susan concurred, reluctantly easing her fingers out of the girl, leaving Rebecca somewhat breathless, her puffy engorged sex empty. "Now, I'm just going to adjust the stirrups a little, and we'll take a closer look at that pretty little bottom of yours shall we?" Susan reached for a level and carefully adjusted the stirrups of the examination table, drawing Rebecca's knees further back and apart, with the effect that her bottom was slightly raised and presented to what was by now an extremely appreciative audience. She couldn't have been more suitably positioned, the firm round globes of her buttocks proudly displayed, parted nicely to display her anus. Whilst the creamy skin of her bottom was pale and flawless, the skin at her opening was pink and enticing. Wordlessly, Susan brought two of her lubed fingers up to that pretty virgin hole, and with a firm circular motion began to massage the rim. "That's it," she encouraged her patient, "relax for me, there's a good little girl." A soft mewling escaped Rebecca's lips and she involuntarily clenched at the pleasure of the soft yet insistent caress upon her hole. Once again the instruction to bear down was given, and Rebecca was unable, and by now unwilling, to resist as this time two fingers were curved up through the tight opening of her anus and into the warm smooth depths of her rectum. Pausing for a moment to allow the girl to become used to the intrusion, Susan then began to slide her fingers in and out, observing her anus as she gently fingered her, the tight muscles moving in and out with Susan's fingers. The doctor continued, twisting and probing with her digits, familiarising herself with the girl's bowels, again asking Rebecca to clench and hold, before finally having declared herself satisfied, she withdrew them with a soft sucking noise as the virgin sphincter tried to hold on to them. "All wonderful, nice and healthy," Susan beamed down at Rebecca. "Now, a pretty girl like you will have partners just as interested in penetrating your anus as they are your vagina, so it's very important to have both regularly checked. The health of all your sexual orifices is equally vital." Rebecca blushed deeply, lost for words, and Susan turned her attention to Marie. "Now presumably at home you don't have a gyno-exam table like this one, but there are a couple of good positions Rebecca can adopt should you wish to examine her yourself. Firstly you can have her lay on her side, and draw her knees up towards her chest in an almost foetal position. That will provide excellent access to both her genitals and her bottom. Secondly you can have her get on all fours, and lower her shoulders to the floor. This arches her back, and raises her genitals and bottom up nicely. Equally she can bend over something, a desk or table say. Lastly, you might have her lie on her back, with her bottom at the very edge of the surface, and hold her own legs up, knees drawn up to the breasts and apart." "Oh yes Susan, I can picture perfectly how all those positions would work." Marie replied with barely disguised pleasure. Both women savoured the image of the pretty young brunette girl being directed into those positions, her soft, naked delights utterly exposed. "Do you masturbate yet sweetheart?" Susan directed her question at the naked girl, but it was Marie who answered, "Yes, I found her doing it the other night in bed." "And how was she doing it?" Susan enquired, turning her attention to her friend, "Just stroking her clitoris that I could see. I didn't disturb her, and she didn't know I was there." "Is that how you always masturbate Rebecca, or do you ever play with either of your openings?" Susan asked softly, turning back to the blushing girl. "Rebecca," Marie said sternly, when the question was met with silence, "Dr Underwood asked you a question." "Just my clitoris" Rebecca mumbled, barely audible. "Don't be embarrassed my pet," Susan purred, "it's a perfectly natural activity." Turning to Marie, she continued, "Now it is important in fact that a person masturbates regularly, and your children ought to be encouraged. Girls can masturbate whenever they want, as it's mainly a pleasure thing, though there are clear health benefits from regular orgasm. You may want to observe Rebecca once a week or so to ensure she is doing it. With boys however, there are greater health implications, and so their masturbation is best monitored. In fact, I heartily encourage that mothers take an active part. It's not just the attaining climax that's important, but also ensuring that the prostate and testicles are healthy, and that the boy's fluid is normal." A thrill went through Marie, and she had to take a breath before replying, "Take an active part?" she asked her friend, trying without complete success to hide the excitement in her voice. "Oh yes," Susan replied. "In fact, I'll show you several techniques when it's Matti's turn to be examined. First though, darling Rebecca." The doctor turned back to Rebecca a warm smile on her face, the girl clearly mortified with embarrassment at what was about to happen; an activity she had only ever enjoyed alone and in private, in front of three other people, including her younger brother. "Now Rebecca," Susan began, "I'm going to ask you to stimulate your clitoris for me, as you would usually do when you play with yourself. Whilst you do, I'm going to insert two fingers each in to your vagina and anus. This will provide you with extra stimulation, but most importantly, I want to check your muscular reflex upon reaching climax. I'll also be observing your genitals and breasts throughout to see how they react to the stimuli. Now, I'm sure you're going to do perfectly wonderfully, and you'll be a good girl for me won't you?" Rebecca blushed deep scarlet, but felt herself nodding and murmuring, "yes Ma'am." "Good girl," Susan cooed, patting the girl's thigh. "Marie, perhaps you'd like to sit beside her head at the top of the table, I know this is terribly embarrassing for the poor poppet?" As Marie nodded, and moved her chair so as to sit by her daughter's head, facing down her body, Susan let her hand slide slowly down the girl's thigh. "Right, let me just pop my fingers up inside you, that's my darling." Her fingers, and Rebecca's openings, already lubed, when the doctor pressed the pads of two fingers to each orifice, they slid easily inside, the girl's tight body gripping tightly as Susan eased her digits in. "Ok sweetheart, just stroke your clitoris for us like you do at home," Susan purred, intentionally using the collective 'us' to bring home to the girl the group audience, "just like you were when mummy caught you the other day." Still mortified at the revelation that her mother had seen her stroking herself, Rebecca slowly moved her hand down her body, fingertips hovering above her sex. "That's it, make yourself feel good" Susan whispered, delight filling her as the girl reluctantly lowered her hand to the puffy flesh at the juncture of her thighs, tentatively caressing the engorged lips with the lightest touch of her fingertips, tracing down until her fingers brushed the hand of the doctor. A small groan escaped the girl's lips, and she traced a finger along Susan's hand, following it to her opening, fingertips dipping between her outer labia, feeling the warm, slick flesh inside. She traced her fingers back up her cleft, her tightly closed slit opening around her fingers, glistening pink inside. At the top she reached her clit, using her own juices to lubricate the delicate bud, stroking slow circles over its hood. As she did, her breathing grew heavier, she closed her eyes, retreating within herself, ignoring the watching eyes of her mother and brother, focussing on that one small spot between her legs. She felt her clitoris begin to throb gently, felt it stiffen and grow larger, peeking out from beneath its hood. As it did, her fingers came directly in to contact with the delicate organ for the first time, and she gasped, arching her hips up, subconsciously clenching her vagina and anus around Dr Underwood's fingers. The doctor responded by very slightly withdrawing her digits, then pressing them firmly back inside, feeling the hot velvety flesh inside contract around her fingers. Marie's hand was softly stroking her daughter's hair soothingly, and with her other hand she took her daughter's own free hand, squeezing it reassuringly. Her eyes were locked, looking down the body of her beautiful teenage daughter. The girl's breasts were flushed, her pink nipples stiff and hard atop the pert mounds. They raised and fell with the girl's heavy breathing. Below, the soft curve of her belly merged in to that of her mons pubis, the girl's hand blocking the view of her cleft, but the movement of it enabling Marie to envisage perfectly the scene between her daughter's thighs. Susan was equally enjoying her view. She glanced down between Rebecca's splayed thighs, the tight peachy lips of her sex split open around her fingers. Fluid now flowed freely from her opening, down between her buttocks, lubricating the doctor's fingers as she slowly and gently moved them in and out. She upped her pace as the girl did, Rebecca's fingers now a blur, soft caressing replaced by a desperate massage of her clitoris. "That's it, there we go, good girl," Susan cooed. Chest flush, breathing hard, head turned to her mother, Rebecca opened her eyes, looking at her in a way that made Marie feel as though she was seeing through in to her daughter's very soul. "Mummy..." the girl moaned softly. "There's a good girl" her mother replied, "relax, let it happen, be a good girl for the doctor." "Do as your mummy says Rebecca" Susan added, in a soft low voice. "You're doing so well, and you're getting so wet for me. The fingers in your bottom are soaked with your own juices. Isn't that beautiful, that you're lubricating your own bottom for me?" the doctor continued, squeezing the two pairs of fingers together through the sensitive wall between the girl's openings. The girl answered only with a cry, now arching her hips up, her climax approaching. With a wail, she arched her hips high off the table, and Susan felt the girl's holes clamp around her fingers in a vice-like grip, juices flowing out from around them. Rebecca didn't let her fingers pause, furiously rubbing herself as the waves of her orgasm rode over her, her body contracting around Susan's invading digits, until eventually she collapsed back, spent. Susan drank in the view; the girl, covered in a sheen of sweat, chest heaving, legs splayed apart, her hand cupping her swollen sex. Slowly, the doctor withdrew her fingers, and the girl gave a soft whimper as she was left empty. For a moment all sets of eyes took in the sight of the beautiful young woman as she lay panting, naked and exposed, before Susan turned to Marie and directed a question to her. "Perhaps you could demonstrate the punishment style you mentioned earlier? I know she's been a very good girl for us and doesn't deserve a spanking, but I would like to make sure the correct procedures are being followed. After all, she'll be using them herself on her own daughters one day." "Quite right Doctor" Mrs Hanley replied, "besides which, in my experience young girls almost always deserve a spanking, even when they haven't been caught they'll have been up to something, even a sweet young thing like Rebecca." "Given that she's already in a good position, let's start with her vulva. Obviously having just orgasmed she'll be more sensitive there than usual, but I have some nice cooling ointment I can rub in to her genitals afterwards." The words filtered through to Rebecca as she lay in her post-orgasmic daze, and she began to protest, only to silenced by a sharp rebuke from her mother. With a sigh she lay back, resigned to her fate as her mother stepped up beside her, running one hand through her eldest child's hair, the other resting lightly on her inner thigh. "Please mummy..." Rebecca pleaded one last time. "Oh shush darling, don't make such a fuss. You heard Dr. Underwood, she's some nice ointment she can rub into you afterwards. Now, if you're a good girl, we'll be done in no time." As she spoke, Marie ran her hand down her daughter's thigh, until the palm of her hand rested on the soft, hairless flesh of the girl's vulva. "Look at me, and remember to say thank you after each smack Rebecca," Marie instructed. "We'll do a nice round ten I think." Rebecca nodded mutely, trying to control her breathing and stay relaxed, nonetheless crying out and raising her hips a little as the first blow came. As Susan and Matti looked on, each spank was delivered evenly and methodically with a cupped palm directly between Rebecca's legs. "Five. Thank you mummy," the girl groaned, the plump flesh of her sex now a dark pink. "Six, oww... thank you mummy." At ten, Marie let her hand lie on the girl's cunny, the sweet flesh now hot to the touch. Leaning forward she kissed her daughter lightly on her forehead, murmuring to her what a good girl she's been, and how well she'd taken her punishment demonstration. Susan concurred, praising the girl warmly as she fetched a tube of ointment, returning to her place between the girl's parted thighs, and smiling down at her. Marie had let her hand linger, but she stepped back now, as Susan brought her own hands, a dollop of the ointment in her palms, up between Rebecca's thighs. The ointment was cool, and Rebecca instinctively bucked her hips a little, pressing up to the doctor's touch. Susan expertly and gently massaged the girl's sex, ensuring the soothing lotion covered her hot exposed skin, several times brushing her clitoris causing Rebecca to mewl with the pleasure she failed to hide. Quite unlike how it had been neatly tucked away when she first slipped her knickers off, the effects of the masturbation, and subsequent spanking, had left the young girl's bud stiff and clearly visible at the top of her puffy open cleft. Every time Susan's fingertips passed over it Rebecca would gasp and arch her hips, lifting her bottom, unable to suppress the reaction. Susan, an expert at reading the body language of sexual arousal, purposefully and deviously tormented the girl, bringing her back closer to the edge even whilst the ointment soother her flesh. When she sensed the girl was about to climax again, she stopped abruptly, stepping away from the examination table with a satisfied smile upon her face. Rebecca for her part was left panting and confused, conflicting emotions of relief at having escaped a second embarrassing climax before her family, and a desperate desire that this beautiful older woman's fingertips had finished what they'd started in her aching loins. Beside his mother, young Matti was left equally torn between embarrassment and arousal. Surely his mind was playing tricks? It almost seemed like the doctor had been teasing his sister deliberately. He shook his head, clearing the thoughts away. It couldn't have been, she was a professional after all! His thoughts were interrupted as the doctor turned her strong gaze upon him, a soft smile playing across her attractive features. "That's Rebecca all done Matti. If you could undress now please, there's a good boy. Place your clothes neatly over with your sister's, and we'll take a look at you shall we?" As Susan spoke, Rebecca climbed unsteadily from the examination table. Though she hadn't been told not to, she sensed instinctively that she was to remain undressed, and the thought made her blush deeply. Matti was as shy as his sister, more so perhaps given he was the only male in the room, but he also knew better than to dally in obeying. Susan levelled a firm gaze at him to make sure he was carrying out her instructions, inwardly purring with delight as moments later, his outer garments removed, the boy took a deep breath, hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxer shorts, and pushed them down to the floor. She turned her head to mother and daughter behind her, "Now, boys are a little easier, as unlike us girls they have a lot of what we want to examine out on display." As Susan spoke, all three females turned to look at Matti, three pairs of eyes dropping to his genitals, causing him to blush an even deeper shade of red. He stood before them naked as a babe, as his self-consciously moved his hands to cover his groin he received a sharp rebuke from his mother, "Don't be so silly Matti," snapped Marie, "You'll be quite exposed soon enough." The boy blushed deeper still, but moved his hands to his sides, and all three females let their gazes linger unashamedly between his thighs. Even soft, his penis had a pleasing size and shape, and his scrotum looked full and heavy, hanging behind his cock. His soft red hair wasn't so thick as to obscure his genitals from view, and in fact was a very pleasing shade. Susan smiled at him benignly, as she continued, "However, there are still some internal examinations I will perform, namely the urethra and the rectum, including the prostate. First though, can you show me your technique for spanking the bottom? Rebecca did such a good job with the first demonstration, it's only fair to let Matti have a go. Besides, if I know boys, he'll have been up to something that deserves going over mummy's knee for." Both women giggled, sharing the joke. Matti looked aghast, whilst Rebecca's face carried a mixture of sympathy for her sibling, but also a stirring between her thighs at the thought. Not wanting to waste a moment, Marie, beckoned to her son, crooking her finger, calling him over. He looked mortified, but knew from having witnessed his sister's examination moments before that he was completely submissive to these two powerful women. As Susan and Rebecca focused on the naked boy as he crossed the room, Marie took the hem of her skirt, drawing it up her legs, until it was bunched up at the top of her thighs, the attractive blue lace of her knickers showing, Parting her thighs a little, wordlessly, she waved for her son to take the position. As he bent forwards, settling on to her lap, Marie explained, A Family Affair "I always draw my skirt up when one of them goes over my knee. I much prefer the skin-to-skin contact, and it also prevents any marks appearing on my skirt should either of them become too aroused during their punishment." "Quite understandable," Susan replied cheerfully, "it's very common for young boys and girls to be unable to control their arousal in such situations, and they do get so moist don't they?" Again both women shared a laugh, and Marie began to refine Matti's position on her lap. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping his dangling member between them, against the soft material of her underwear. He moved himself to place more weight on his hands, raising his bottom higher, and placed his feet apart, presenting his bottom nicely up, his buttocks slightly parted, hinting at the dark treasure within. "Now usually when I put them over my knee, they'll have a plug of cut ginger root slid up into their anuses before we begin the spanking, to prevent them clenching," Marie said softly to Susan. The doctor nodded, she herself was a big fan of 'figging' for young girls and boys. "We'll begin by me asking them to explain why they deserve their spanking, and asking me for forgiveness. Whilst they speak I'll gently and lovingly run my fingertips over their soft little bottoms..." Marie continued, and true enough, her fingertips traced light patterns over the soft pale flesh of Matti's behind. "This serves to make the skin a little more sensitive for the spanking, but also reminds them that even though they are being punished, their mother loves them dearly." "Mmm... yes, very good." Susan breathed, trying to suppress the excitement she felt, "now please, go ahead and demonstrate your technique." With a nod and a knowing smile at her friend Marie raised her hand and brought it smartly down upon the boy's bottom without warning. He barely had time to cry out, before her palm stung his flesh again. Without pause, Marie's hand came down, landing on each firm buttock alternately, quickly turning the place white flesh a warm pink. The boy cried out after each smack, but still remembered to call out, 'thank you Mummy' after each blow. As he flinched with every smack on his tender little bottom, his hanging scrotum swayed from side to side, a sight that Susan, who had positioned herself to one side so as to get the most revealing view of the young boy's most private assets, was very much enjoying. She couldn't wait to get her hands on him, and by now the material of her knickers was soaked through, uncomfortable bunched up between the swollen lips of her sex. After a few minutes, both mother and son were breathing hard, and she stopped, resting her hand on the by now warm flesh of his red behind. "Well Doctor," she said with a grin, turning to her old friend, "in your professional opinion, how did we do?" Susan smiled warmly as she answered "Oh very well indeed. Perfect technique, and Matti was such a good polite little boy. He is in the perfect position for an over the knee spanking on the bottom; such a lovely view, and of course, the position gives you excellent access to his anus and genitals should that be required. In fact, whilst he's in that position we might as well take his temperature mightn't we?" As she had with Rebecca before him, Susan removed a thermometer and walked across the carpet to the young boy, approaching him from behind. She enjoyed the soft curve of his buttocks for a moment before speaking again to Marie. "If you'd be so kind Marie, as to take his buttocks in each hand and spread them apart for me so as to fully expose his opening, that would be most helpful." "Of course doctor" Marie replied with a barely suppressed giggle, placing the palms of her hands upon her young son's bottom, and gently yet firmly pressing outwards. It took all of Susan's professional decorum not to moan softly at the sight, as she was given her first glorious view of this boy's most treasured possession. "Oh how pretty, just like his sister's!" exclaimed Susan. "Well, I've always said they look alike" replied Marie with a wink. Stepping forward, Susan squatted down on her heels behind the boy, and raising the thermometer to the perfectly offered opening, eased the instrument into the virgin orifice. Even this small intrusion caused the boy's anus to clench and she chuckled inwardly at how he would react to all the other things she hoped to slide up inside of him. When the thermometer beeped, she slowly withdrew it from his crinkled opening, making a note of the perfectly acceptable temperature, and discarding it. Then, with one last lingering look at the small tight hole, she spoke to him kindly. "Now up you get Matti, come over to the wall chart and we'll begin taking a look at you." Susan was pleased to see the boy's face was still as red as his bottom, as he rose up, and turned to walk over to the wall-chart. She was equally pleased to see that before her friend Marie could smooth her skirt back down her legs, she could quite clearly see a darker patch on the blue lace between her thighs. That leant itself perfectly towards the relationship she hoped to cultivate with this family. Turning, she walked to her desk, brushing casually past the boy, before moving her chair over so as to be positioned before him. Sitting in her chair, and beckoning him over, Susan gestured for him to stand with his back to the wall. She parted her legs a little, her skirt rising up her legs, though not enough to reveal anything more than the inside of her thigh. She motioned for the boy to stand between her legs, close to her, and she could see how aware he was that his genitals were almost at her eye level. She smiled to herself, noting that the spanking had left him, though not erect, a little plumper than he had been moments before. "Now," Susan began, speaking to the boy, but for the benefit of the whole room. "We're going to be starting an external exam, spending some time looking at your penis, scrotum, then as with your sister, examining the anus. In addition, I'll be carrying out some internal procedures, checking your urethra for blockages with some sounds, and examining your rectum and prostate, both with my fingers, but also through use of an anal speculum. Lastly we'll carry out a prostate massage and milking, and test your ejaculatory reflexes. Everybody clear?" She allowed her gaze to linger obviously between his legs, before moving up to his face, then returning back down. For his part, the boy could only nod, and it was left to his mother to speak, "Of course Susan, sorry, Dr Underwood, we wouldn't want to miss anything out now." "Quite," replied Susan, arching an eyebrow at the boy, reaching out with her fingertips, brushing the very tip of his penis. He gasped, and his cock twitched, causing Susan to smile broadly. She stood, leaning close to him, bodies touching, and murmured, "I cannot wait to get inside your ass." As she suspected, he was too submissive, to in her thrall to protest as she strode firmly across the line of medical professional. Smiling inwardly and outwardly at her luck, Susan busied herself taking the boy's measurements as she had with young Rebecca, noting down his blood pressure, height, weight, and statistics, all the while being sure to brush his sensitive young body, seemingly by accident, as much as she could. At last, she had what she needed, and without a word, swayed across the carpet towards Marie and Rebecca. Matti stood, dumbfounded, as she swayed across to the same table she had examined his sister on a short while before. "Now girls," she said, motioning to Marie and the still nude Rebecca, "come and sit closer, get yourselves a good view. And you Matti, pop yourself up on the table my love. Just like your sister, shuffle your bottom to the edge, and place your legs up in the stirrups, there's a good boy." The silence was palpable as all eyes were locked on the exposed young man as he tried to climb on to the table with any shred of dignity, a protection he soon realised he had lost as he positioned himself. Never before had he felt so exposed, and to have a perfect stranger, and his two closest relatives, all females, gazing at him with such intense interest, filled him with a deep sense of his submission and place in this world. The stirrups had the effect to lift and part his legs, leaving his genitals completely exposed, as his legs lay spread outwards. As his mother and sister moved their chairs closer, sitting beside the head of the table, the tension in the air was palpable, as was the unmistakable scent of female arousal. For the second time that day, Susan Underwood positioned herself between the legs of a young, naked patient, and prepared to explore every intimate nook and cranny of their body. She reached first for his penis, lifting it and placing it along his belly, exposing his scrotum. As she worked, she carried out a running commentary. She knew this would embarrass the boy further still, but also she wanted his mother to understand the mechanics of the examination, so she too could carry out aspects of it at home. "Now Marie, as with Rebecca's breasts and genitals, Matti's own genitalia ought to be regularly checked for irregularities. Obviously, regular check-ups here at the clinic are recommended, but it pays to take a look at them at least weekly. Usually if you have them come to you undressed after their bath that is the perfect time. This is the perfect position in which to examine a young man, though he could of course also be standing, or even bent over something or on all fours. First you want to cup the scrotum in your palm like so, and take the testes in turn between thumb and forefinger. Gently roll them around, and check for any lumps or swellings, or any signs of discomfort. None of these procedures should hurt him at all, in fact, don't be surprised if he rather enjoys them! Once satisfied, pull the scrotum away from the body a little, again this should not cause any discomfort." Lying on the table, Matti stared up at the ceiling, blushing an even deeper hue than his sister had in this position. Things were only just beginning though. "Next, the penis," Susan continued cheerfully, wrapping her and around the boy's soft organ. "As you can see here, Matti has become slightly, though not fully, aroused. For the most proficient examination we'll require him to be erect. Now, you can either have him make himself erect for you, or do so yourself. For now, I'll manipulate his erection myself." As she spoke, she had begun to move her closed hand up and down the smooth flesh of his cock, and almost instantly the boy had responded. Within moments, he was hot, and hard in her hand, and she could feel a soft throbbing as she squeezed gently. As the doctor turned to look at her audience she suppressed a chuckle, both mother and sister of her patient were gazing at his erection, seemingly unaware of anything else. "First step is to ensure that his urethra is clear and unblocked. Now, his tube is obviously quite a lot longer than with us girls, so we're going to use sounds. Marie, have you ever come across sounds before?" "No, no I haven't Doctor." Marie murmured, drawn back to reality by the question. "Understandable," the doctor said, pulling out one of the slim metal rods from beneath the table. "They're not often encountered outside of a medical context. They are though well worth learning to use, and investing in a set. Now, if you'll pay close attention, I'm just going to make sure his urethra is clear and without any obstructions." She lubed the sound up and pulled Matti's foreskin gently back, revealing the sensitive head and its twitching slit. Pre-cum pooled at the tip, as Susan teased the sound around the slit, dipping it in gently just a little before pulling it out again. She repeated this a few times before guiding the rod slowly into the tiny hole, inch by inch. Matti had never taken anything in his urethra before. He shuddered as the cool metal circled the sensitive hole, panting, groaning, his toes curling and back arching as Dr Underwood slowly guided the sound inside him. He couldn't believe how sensitive it felt, even more so than the outside of his shaft. The cool, smooth metal slowly sank deeper and deeper into his aching cock as the Doctor guided it in, murmuring words of encouragement as she did. Lube and pre-cum oozed up around the sound, causing it to glisten, as its length steadily disappeared in to the young boy's shaft. "Oh, you like that, don't you sweetie," Dr Underwood purred, as end of the sound finally pressed against the small opening. Matti had his head tilted back, panting softly, his mother cradling his head, stroking his hair, murmuring soothing words. "Well, the passage seems nice and clear," Susan said, addressing Marie. "You'll want to check regularly. You can either come in with him, or else I offer a class for mothers and sons, teaching them how to perform the procedure at home." Making sure she was holding his engorged cock carefully, Susan pulled the sound out carefully. It was shiny with the boy's pre-cum, and she gently pulled it out almost the entire way, before sliding it back inside, rhythmically moving it back and forth. "Oh yes, he definitely likes it," she commented with an arched eyebrow, as the boy uttered a guttural moan, clenching the sides of the table with his hands. "You might want to introduce urethral play during his masturbation sessions. In fact coupled with prostate milking it can be very effective." Susan continued for a few minutes more, gently sliding the sound in and out of the boys visibly throbbing genitalia. She moved a hand to cup his scrotum, squeezing and manipulating his testicles delicately. As she did the boy looked up, opening his eyes, making eye contact with her. She offered him a soft smile, flicking a finger out to graze against his anal opening. She was rewarded with a deep moan in response, his cock twitching in her hand, his urethra contracting around the sound. Matti looked down his body, steadily moaning as he saw the metal gleam at the tip of his cock, before Susan guided it back in to him each time. He was so hard that he ached, and the added sensation as Dr Underwood cupped his balls, one finger crooked between his buttocks to circle teasingly around his sensitive anus, made him think that he could come from this alone. He knew that his arousal, and enjoyment, was obvious to all in the room, including his sister, but he was beyond being able to hide it. Abruptly, Doctor Underwood withdrew the entire gleaming length from his twitching cock, and he gasped, before realising with no little embarrassment that he was panting, and all three sets of eyes on him could see how aroused he had become. His sister at least had the grace to blush, but both his mother and the good doctor fixed him firmly with a knowing gaze. Reaching for a drawer beside her she picked out a slim probe identical to the one she had used to examine Rebecca earlier, and placing it at the tip of his penis, eased it gently down through the hole and into his throbbing erection. As Susan slid the probe into him, she twisted it, ensuring she would collect the culture she needed. Matti reacted in precisely the same way as his sister Rebecca before him, crying out at a sensation that was at once both uncomfortable but pleasurable. As the doctor removed the probe, it glistened with the boy's pre-cum. Turning to Marie, Susan said "I'm quite happy with his penis, testicles, and scrotum. We'll come back to them later, but for now I want to take a closer look at his anus." As before with Rebecca, the doctor pulled a lever at the side of the table, causing the stirrups to raise his legs, moving the patient's knees further back towards his chest, with the effect that like his sister before him, Matti's small pink anus was left completely exposed to all before him. "You're as pretty down there as your sister on the outside, let's see if you live up to it on the inside shall we?" Susan teased. Again both children blushed, and Susan took the opportunity to ensure that Rebecca was kept as on edge as her brother. "Rebecca darling. I couldn't help but notice that you've become rather moist between your legs poppet. Now, don't be shy, perfectly natural given your surroundings, but other people will need to sit on that chair!" Both Susan and Marie laughed, smiling sweetly at the mortified girl. "Before I carry on, pop over to my desk and you'll find some tissues. Just wipe your little cunny for us, there's a good girl". All eyes were on Rebecca as the near distraught girl hurried to the desk, pulling a handful of tissues from the box and running her hand between her thighs. Susan admired the naked girl's body all over again, whilst allowing her fingertips to trace their way across the rigid cock of the boy beneath her. Marie gave her friend an appraising and approving look. She knew and was delighted by the direction this afternoon's events were taking. This session was just as much about teaching her children their rightful place and obedience towards female authority as it was about their medical screening. Rebecca returned to her seat, a shiver shooting through her as her mother brazenly gazed at the junction of her thighs as she passed her on the way to her own seat. Her own mother! And yet, she could feel the moisture beginning to return already. Little did she know, but both of the other vulvas in the room were as swollen and wet as her own. "Ok, now we're ready, let's get back to our sweet little boy here" Susan purred. "We'll start with an anal and rectal exam, identical really to the one we gave Rebecca. Then we'll move on to the prostate, and again I'm going to want to see Matti brought to orgasm, though on this occasion I'll be handling the process myself. Marie, pay close attention, this is a procedure that ought to be carried out regularly at home. And should Matti be taken by a Woman who desires to make use of his bottom, in what is now often considered the correct manner, his anus will need as close attention as any other sexual organ." Popping open a tube of lubricant, the good doctor liberally coated two fingers of her right hand, before adding a small dollop directly onto the quivering opening of the young man lying exposed beneath her. With a warm smile down at him, she brought her fingertips up between his buttocks, and began to massage his anus with a gentle yet firm circular motion. At her touch, his erection jumped, and Susan turned to the boy's mother, "Oh my, he appears to have a lovely sensitive anus. Such a lucky boy, and it'll be a treat for the woman he ends up living with." Under her touch Susan felt Matti's anus soften and relax, and with an insistent press she slid a finger easily up inside of him. She needed only to slide it in and out of his virgin passage a few times before with only a small amount of pressure she was able to add a second. Twisting them, she continued to slide them slowly in and out of his beautifully tight body, curving them up to explore the velvet soft walls of his rectum. "Now Matti, I'm going to locate and examine your prostate. This is a very important procedure, so here more than with any part of the examination I will be ensuring your mother is armed with the knowledge to be able to carry this out at home." Doctor Underwood noticed the boy's eyes flick to his mother, and she in turn holding his gaze. She knew full well what both of them were thinking, and she wondered just how often Marie would find an excuse to slip her fingers up inside this delightful bottom. Moving her fingers deeper into Matti's unexplored bottom, she felt around and quickly located his prostate. With expert care, she pressed firmly, massaging the swollen organ, causing a deep, low moan to escape from the boy's lips. He seemed past the point of embarrassment at his immodest state now, legs raised and parted, large throbbing erection standing proud, a steady stream of pre-cum pooling below it on his belly, as this woman who seemed to have such a hold on him claimed his most private part. A Family Affair "Ah yes, everything seems wonderful," Susan purred. "Normal size and feel, and as you can see, eliciting strong sexual response. Marie, perhaps you'd like to come down this end of him, and have a go?" "Of course Susan, what a splendid idea," Marie replied softly, barely disguising a tremor of excitement in her voice. She squeezed her son's hand, and kissed him softly on the forehead, before moving to the foot of the examination table. Matti watched her the entire way. "Take the lubricant there, and cover two fingers of your right hand," Susan instructed, all the while slowly caressing the boy with the tips of the fingers deep inside of him. Marie did as asked, and walked over beside her good friend, eyes drawn down to the juncture of her son's legs, the glistening darker skin of his anus enveloping the two probing digits. Susan slowly withdrew her fingers, and Marie noticed that her son's opening quickly closed up behind them, the lubricated hole seeming to beckon its next conqueror. "Now Marie, place the pads of your two fingers against his anus, that's it. Then firmly press them against and into him, curving them up to follow the natural passage of his rectum, good, yes, yes there we go. Lovely isn't it? So soft and warm, and tight of course! Feel how tightly his anus grips you, yet how easily it opened for your touch? A definite clue as to one of its natural functions I'm sure you'll agree! Now, run your fingers up the front wall of the rectum until you feel a slight change in texture, and that's the prostate. Feel how nice and soft it is? That's the sign of a nice healthy organ." Marie seemed lost in a different world as she slowly fingered her son, exploring him. How divine he felt, and how compliant and submitting! As she explored her son's bottom, Rebecca had moved to take the place formerly occupied by her mother at the head of the examination table. She took her brother's hand in her own, sensing that for him, a male, submitting his body to these attentions would be more meaningful, more difficult. "It's ok Matti," she murmured quietly to him, receiving only a grunt in response. Susan surveyed the scene and gave a satisfied smile. Things were going exactly according to plan. "Simple as can be." She said cheerfully, "now you'll be able to give him regular checks at home, checking all aspects of his sexual health. Lastly, as we did with darling Rebecca, we just need to check Matti's climatic reflex. As I mentioned earlier, it's important a young boy ejaculates regularly, and his mother ought to play a key role in ensuring this happens. Now, I'd normally take this part of the exam myself, but, would you like to continue yourself?" Susan gave a frank and knowing smile to her friend, who swallowed, licking her lips sub-consciously before nodding. Pulling herself together she spoke, "Yes Doctor, I think that would be helpful." "Well, it's really very simple. But before we begin, I'll just take Matti's photos for our records. If you could just pop your fingers out of him I'll be nice and quick." Marie did so - was that a soft sigh that escaped her son's lips as she withdrew from him? - and stepped one side to allow Susan between his legs with her camera. As with Rebecca, the doctor took several snaps of Matti's genitalia, his erect penis, the heavy swollen sac hanging beneath, and the slightly open treasure glistening wetly below. Again as she had done with his sister, Susan had the boy reach down and spread his buttocks crudely apart for her final shots, the lens aimed at the exposed hole he offered up to her. Satisfied, Susan nodded to Marie that they would continue. "Now Marie, as I said earlier, it's helpful if you take an active part in ensuring regular climaxes for your son. Some mothers simply have their boys masturbate in front of them on a regular basis, but many take a more... hands on approach." Susan paused, gazing expectantly at her friend. Marie nodded, her face a picture of eagerness and anticipation. "Excellent, as I hoped for," Susan continued. "In this way, you are able to keep a firm eye on your son's health and growth, as well as enjoying some bonding time. Few things bring two people closer. And lastly, it forms an important part of a young man's education with regards to his place under women, and the proper respect and obedience towards females. In fact several of my patients don't allow their boys to orgasm unless they are being anally penetrated. "Now, if you could slide your two fingers back up inside him, and we'll get going." Marie smiled down at her son, a strong stirring between her thighs. She was sure the scent of her arousal must be obvious to the doctor and her daughter, so turned on was she. But then, she reflected, Rebecca's pretty bald cunny had been glistening with wetness since Dr Underwood had had the young girl slide her knickers off some time earlier. "That's it, such a good boy, relax for mummy," Marie purred as she eased her two fingers back inside her boy, curving them up to meet his prostate. "He takes my fingers so wonderfully," she said, "I wonder how far his little bottom would stretch?" Susan grinned broadly at her friend. "Oh Matti could take rather more than just two fingers up his sweet little bottom, and with some training could take objects somewhat larger. Many of my patients milk their sons almost exclusively using a strap-on, and I find that a young boy's bottom very quickly, and eagerly I might add, grows used to accepting mummy's thick shaft. They do so enjoy it too." "They do?" Marie murmured absently, and Susan could see her thoughts were racing once more. "Oh yes, a boy's bottom to all intents and purposes is his very own little cunny. And in my humble opinion, nothing speaks more of respect, obedience, and submission than a young boy - or girl for that matter - offering up their bottom to be penetrated by a phallus." "Yes, yes I can quite see that," Marie replied, gazing down at her boy, then moving her eyes to her daughter, imagining them both, naked, smooth, clean from their bath, kneeling side-by-side on her bed, shoulders lowered, backs arched, twin pale round bottoms offered up to their mother. "Now Marie," said Susan, drawing her friend's attention back to the room, "with your fingers in his bottom, take Matti's penis in your other hand, yes, that's right." Marie smiled down at Matti, squeezing his shaft gently in her hand, feeling the thick hot flesh pulse against her palm. "It's very simple really," said Susan softly, stepping closer to Marie, just behind her shoulder, sharing the view. "I want you to slide your fingers in and out of his bottom, and masturbate his penis at the same time. Use whatever technique you prefer. As you finger him more and more often, you'll soon learn to recognise what he enjoys." Matti was flushed bright red. The explicit exam had been bad enough, as had being exposed in front of his sister, but knowing that the only outcome now was to ejaculate at the hands of his own mother, with her fingers buried deep inside him no less, was almost too much for the young boy to bear. Rebecca for her part was gripping her brother's hand, her eyes locked unable to look away as their mother masturbated him with steady practised strokes. She ached between her thighs, and was in danger of panting along with brother. Marie had taken some lovers since her husband's passing, but it was a long time since an erection so firm and strong had filled her hand. Old skills quickly came back to her, and she had her hand moving up and down the full length of Matti's cock, running her palm over the swollen head, as he bucked beneath her. Her fingers were now sliding quickly in and out of his bottom, the slick wet sound unique to a penetrated sexual opening filling the room. She thought for a moment, then pressed a third finger against Matti's anus, moaning with delight as it slide easily past his tight sphincter into his virgin rectum. Susan had moved closer to Marie. She moved a hand delicately to her hip, resting it lightly, leaning forward to whisper softly in her friend's ear. "That's it, use him, use your beautiful little boy's bottom. Finger his tight little boy cunt. It belongs to you, See how he arches his hips to meet you? Feel how hard he is in your hand? Make him come, make him cry out for his mummy as he empties himself for you." Marie was breathless, both her hands a blur as she masturbated her son, Susan's words spurring her on. She was only vaguely aware that the doctor's hand had slipped lightly around her hip, the other woman's fingertips now brushing over her mons. She moaned softly and pressed her hips forward against Susan's hand, as the doctor's fingertips reached to the top of her cleft. Rebecca was completely mesmerised by the proceedings. Hidden by the table, sure her brother was lost in his own world, she had slipped her free hand between her thighs, lightly tracing the length of her slit as she watched. At the other end of the table, likewise hidden from view, Susan had moved both her hands down to the hem of Marie's skirt, slowly inching it up until it was bunched up below her waist, the tops of her stockings and the sodden material of her knickers exposed. Susan's fingertips traced the elastic at the top of Marie's legs, slipping them underneath. Beneath the cotton she found soft curls, and beneath them, a slit as puffy and wet as she had expected. Her fingers delved between Marie's swollen labia, homing straight in on her clitoris, caressing it firmly. "Mmm... just like being back at boarding school. My fingers in you, except this time it's not my cunt you're fingering." Marie groaned and pressed back against her friend, closing her eyes, picking up the pace of her attentions even more. "He's close..." Susan murmured in Marie's ear, her fingers strumming quickly across the beautiful mother's aching clit. "Pay attention to him now." Both women gazed down at the boy, panting, chest and face red, hips arching up and down, meeting his mother's thrusts into him. With a cry he thrust his hips up once more, and his cock spasmed in his mother's hands, hot streams of cum landing on his belly. Between his buttocks Marie felt his already tight bottom clench around her three fingers, holding her an iron grip. "Oh my darling," she breathed as she watched her son orgasm at her hands, continuing to finger and milk him of every last drop until he lay back panting, utterly spent. Marie was enthralled, but groaned in frustrastion as she felt Susan slip her fingers out from between her legs, and carefully readjust Marie's skirt. "You can't leave me like this," protested the beautiful mother under her breath. "Patience," the doctor whispered in reply, "we'll ask the children to go and wait outside shortly." Marie very nearly groaned out loud in anticipation. Holding herself together, she gazed down at her boy. Her face was flushed from excitement as she admired his naked exposed form, her fingers still buried deep within the hot embrace of his bowels. "Say thank you, say thank you mummy for fingering my bottom until I came," she commanded. His reply came, breathless, "Thank you mummy, thank you for making me cum..." he mumbled, before at his mother's stern glance, continuing more clearly, "thank you for fingering my bottom until I came for you." "Good boy" purred Marie, whilst Susan added, "Quite right darling, to say 'for you', all your orgasms belong to your mother now, and after her whichever woman claims you. You'll be a good boy and remember that I'm sure. "Now, Rebecca, help Matti down please, and if you'll all three move your chairs back in front of the desk we'll finish off shall we?" Everyone moved as instructed, and as the doctor sat down beside the mahogany expanse of her desk, she admired them. The beautiful petite mother with a growing awakening of her power and duties towards her children, and her two perfect, naked offspring, soft smooth skin, each curve and swell of their bodies on display. When all three were sat before her, she spoke, "Well Marie, I'm delighted to say that both Rebecca and Matti are in perfect condition, and both so compliant and well behaved. A real testament to you as a mother!" Marie glowed with the compliment. "I should like to book them both in for regular check-ups here, and of course you'll now begin your own exams at home. At least weekly, if not more often. Now, children, why don't you both get dressed, there's good dears, and go wait for your mother in the waiting room. She and I have a couple more things to discuss." The children nodded respectfully, and both Marie and Susan waited patiently as they got up and got dressed, taking the opportunity to admire their bodies one last time. When the door closed behind the blushing pair, Susan turned back to her old friend, a wicked grin on her face. "Oh Marie, the fun you, and I hope we, shall have with those two! I've got some suggestions on rule changes you can bring into your home, to reinforce their growing sexuality and ensure it is shaped appropriately towards obedience to the older dominant female. But first, I think we had something to finish off, did we not? If I know you your clit will be absolutely aching by now." "Oh Susan," breathed Marie, standing fingers fumbling for the zip of her skirt, "what you did to my two darling children, and to me, I've not been so utterly aroused in years." Susan grinned, an appraising eye running over her old dorm-mate as Marie eagerly unzipped the skirt, and pushed both it and her knickers down over her hips to the floor in one hasty motion. "Lie down on the floor my love," she purred, standing and beginning to unbutton her own dress. "I want to finish you off with my mouth, and it must be twenty years since we last 69'd wouldn't you say?" -- A fortnight later, Susan pulled up in her car outside the impressive expanse of the Georgian country pile that Marie and her children called home. Back in her office, after she and Marie had satisfied each other, which had taken only moments given the build up of arousal both had undergone that afternoon, they had sat back down to discuss some changes Marie ought to make to her children's upbringing. Subsequent telephone calls between the women had settled some of the details, and now here she was, at Marie's invitation, to spend a week with the Hanley family. Taking her bag from her car, Susan walked up to the pillar-flanked doors and rang the bell. Moments later it was answered by Matti, who blushed to see her, but greeted her politely and invited her in. "Matti, run Dr Underwood's bag up to the guest bedroom would you, there's a dear?" Marie's voice came from behind him as she appeared from the living room. "Yes mummy" the boy said politely, hurrying to obey. As he left the room, Susan turned to Marie, "How have they been behaving since the... rule changes?" "Well Rebecca failed to act instantly upon an order the first time she was asked to go down on her mummy, so she got my hand between her legs instead. We turned your pretty little cunny nice and red didn't we baby?" Marie said with a smirk, the girl looked down, murmuring an affirmation. "Other than that, both of them have behaved beautifully. I think they know what's best for them, and that they should obey their mother in all things". As she finished speaking, her son re-entered the room. "Good boy Matti. Now Susan, I know you had hoped to spend some time getting to know Matti on a more... personal level, but I thought perhaps the children could entertain us whilst we enjoy a glass of wine and relax a little first?" "You're quite right Marie," Susan replied, her eyes running over the boy, mentally undressing him, "but a glass of wine would be lovely. What sort of entertainment did you have in mind?" Marie didn't answer the doctor directly, but turned instead to her daughter. "Rebecca, fetch Dr Underwood and myself a glass of the white, then come back here. You and Matti are going to sixty-nine for us." Marie spoke matter-of-factly, as if this was a normal occurrence in any household, whereby two well behaved and obedient children might be called upon to entertain a guest. Both children though stood open mouthed, neither moving. "Rebecca," Marie said sharply, "I asked you to do something. Your brother will be taking your little peach in his mouth, whether that's after I've spanked it or not is up to you. Now go." With that the girl rushed from the room, and Marie turned to Matti, "Now Matti, whilst we're waiting, why don't you get undressed. We've both seen you naked before, and your sister won't be able to take your cock in to her sweet mouth with your trousers on will she?" "No mummy, of course mummy" he replied shyly, glancing at Susan, seeing the look of sheer lust on her face. Knowing not to hesitate, he unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them and his boxer-shorts down in one movement. Susan gave a small gasp as his genitals were bared, dropping in to the soft armchair behind her, crossing her legs, and gazing at him intently. "Good boy" Marie intoned softly as her son removed his t-shirt, standing naked before them. At that moment, Rebecca returned to the room. A sideways glance at the naked form of her brother, she crossed to the seated figure of Susan Underwood, a charming blush across her pretty features. Passing her the glass of wine with a small curtsey, an act that brought a small smile to Susan's lips, Rebecca crossed to her mother, who had sat herself in a matching armchair just off to the side of Susan's. "Thank you Rebecca, now take your dress off please" Marie said firmly, taking the chilled glass from her daughter's hand. Rebecca moved to the middle of the room to stand beside her brother, and with a deep breath, pulled her dress over her head in one movement. Beneath she wore only a pair of pink cotton knickers, clinging nicely to the shape of her pudenda beneath. Her hands went to the waistband, but a gesture from her mother stopped her. Marie turned her gaze to Matti. "Kneel," she commanded, watching as the boy did so. "Now, slide your sister's knickers down, slowly." The boy looked up at his sister, a look of almost apology on his face as his hands went to her hips. Slowly, he began to slide the material down over her hips, the soft swell of her mons pubis creeping in to view. The room was silent, all eyes fixed between the girl's legs, as the smooth skin of her mound was broken by the cleft of her vulva. As Matti's hands continued to move down her legs, Rebecca's sex was exposed, and finally her knickers were pooled around her feet, the girl silent as she stepped out of them, now as nude as her brother. They made a beautiful pair thought Susan, taking in their fine young forms. A glance sideways assured her that her old friend felt entirely the same way. Marie paused a moment to let the situation sink in to all present, before speaking again, "Rebecca, you may come sweetheart, but Matti, I don't want you to climax, is that clear? Dr Underwood is to decide if and when you get to enjoy an orgasm. Now, you'll go on top please Rebecca." Both children were bright red with the shame of it. They knew better than to hesitate or disobey though. Matti lay down on the thick carpet, bringing his knees up and letting them drop to the side, leaving his legs in almost a diamond shape. Rebecca moved to stand over his head, then lowered her lithe body on to her hands and knees, the bald flesh of her genitals just above her brother's face, her nipples lightly grazing his belly as she leant forward, bringing her face closer to Matti's cock. Both Marie and Susan noted the boy's semi-aroused state, "You'll have to make your brother hard sweetie," Susan said with a giggle, "and Matti, what about your sister, is her pretty little peach wet for you?" A Family Affair The boy fixed his gaze on the smooth genitals inches above his face, noting the moisture glistening in the slit between the puffy labia. "Yes Doctor Underwood" he answered, bringing delighted giggles from both women. "Go on then my darlings, show us how much you love your sibling" purred Marie, a soft moan escaping her lips as her son's hand reached up to take her daughter's hips, pulling her gently down to his waiting mouth. Rebecca for her part lowered her head, lightly kissing the sensitive underside of Matti's shaft, having an instant effect as his cock began to rise of his belly. Within moments he was fully erect, and parting her soft red lips, the girl lowered her mouth on to her brother's shaft, a small gasp as she felt Matti's hot pointed tongue parting her delicate nether lips. The only sound in the room was the soft noise of oral worship, as Rebecca and Matti began, nervously and first, then with more desire, to pleasure each other. They boy was visibly throbbing between his sister's lips, whilst his face glistened with her juices. Susan was distracted by a rustling sound next to her, and turned to see Marie lifting her hips, and in one smooth motion sliding her skirt and knickers down her legs, kicking them off in to a small heap on the floor. Leaning back in the chair, her eyes not leaving her offspring Marie brought her feet up on to the seat of the armchair, letting her thighs fall apart in a way similar to her son on the carpet before her. Susan could see that Marie's cunt was already glistening and puffy, and wasn't surprised to see that the woman's fingers shone with moisture as she dropped a hand to her lap, sliding them between her full lips to her needy sex. Susan could feel her own vagina becoming hot and moist, and she knew she would also need to touch herself as she watched the show before her. She didn't want to expose herself openly like Marie though, not yet. There would be a time when Matti would be allowed to see between her legs, but he would beg first. She satisfied herself by gathering her skirt up around her waist, sliding a hand down over the gentle curve of her belly, under the waistband of her knickers, her fingers finding the sensitive bud of her clitoris, bringing a gasp from her lips. Both woman masturbated themselves as they watched the youngsters, Susan rubbing slow circles on her throbbing clit, Marie sliding two fingers in and out of her vagina, her thumb massaging her own aching bud. "Get both her holes nice and wet Matti, I'm going to use them both oh so deeply," Marie groaned, then sighing with pleasure as they boy followed her instruction and drew his tongue lazily down between the slick smooth lips of his sister, over her perineum, and running it around the sensitive pink rim of her anus. Rebecca gave a low animal moan from between his thighs, as he used the palms of his hands to spread her buttocks apart, pointing his tongue, and pressing against the tight opening. The boy had skill Susan noted, alternating between Rebecca's anus, vagina, and clitoris, teasing the small sensitive organ out from its hood, sucking it between his teeth. Both had abandoned their earlier shame and modesty, and from Rebecca's groans and breathing the two older women knew she was close to climax. With a cry she arched her back up, settling back more firmly on her brother's eager mouth, her hand going to his thick erection, grasping it and sliding up and down its wet shaft as she ground her needy cunt down on to his skilful tongue. "Yes! Yeeessss! Oh Matti! Matti!" she cried out, arching her back further still, thrusting her lovely young breasts out, her body visibly convulsing as her orgasm radiated out from her cunt. It seemed to go on and on, the girl rocking hard upon the boy's face, he holding her fast against him, not stopping his attentions. The sight sent Marie over the edge to her own orgasm, and she cried out, furiously pumping fingers in and out of her soaking sex. Eventually Rebecca collapsed forward, rolling on to her side on the carpet. Her brother turned his head, planting soft delicate kisses on her sex, causing her to give a soft moan of pleasure with each one. Marie too collapsed back in her chair, panting, her legs crudely splayed. The air was thick with the smell of feminine desire, the atmosphere electric. Susan had never felt such need. Her eyes ran to the figure of Rebecca, lying on her side, her back to the watching women. The soft, firm curve of her buttocks drew Susan's eye, and she felt the muscles between her legs clench. She needed to get the boy upstairs. As if reading her mind, Marie spoke, her fingers back to lazily tracing up and down the splayed engorged lips of her sex. "Susan, why don't you take Matti upstairs to bed? And don't come back until he's nicely fucked" she said, with a wicked smile. Both children made to stand unsteadily on their feet, but Marie added, "Stay down Rebecca. Flat on your front I think. Reach back and spread that pretty round bottom for mummy, it looks a bit empty to me." With a grin at her friend Susan motioned for Matti to leave the room, closing the door behind them. The boy turned to her, his erection standing proud of his body. She wrapped her hand around it, pulling his naked body against her, leaning in to kiss him. She kissed him long, and deep, her tongue forcing its way in to his soft mouth, and he kissed her back, submitting, melting against her. Abruptly she broke off the kiss, stepping back, her eyes moving to the staircase. Susan indicated that he should lead the way, following him up the stairs, taking in the opportunity to drink in the sight of his firm young buttocks. The cotton of her knickers was sodden, clinging to her lips. She breathed in deeply; she couldn't wait to get them off, and get inside of him. Following him in to the bedroom, she spoke briefly to tell him to lie down upon the bed on his back. She noted with a smile that her bag had been placed neatly beside the bed. Using silk ties she had brought with her Susan secured the boy's wrists to the headboard, then taking his ankles, bent his knees up to his chest, and secured each ankle in turn to the headboard beside his wrist. Standing back, she admired her work. Matti lay before her naked, his most intimate places utterly exposed to her gaze. His legs forced back and apart, resulting in his genitals and buttocks, with the dark treasure nestled between them, open to her every whim. With a soft smile at the boy, she moved to sit beside him, gazing in to his eyes, her fingers going to the buttons on her blouse, unbuttoning it as she spoke, "Such a pretty little boy you are. We're going to have so much fun, and you're going to be a good boy for me aren't you?" "Yes" the boy swallowed, nodding. "Yes, Mistress" corrected Susan with a smile. "Yes Mistress, I'll be a good boy for you" Matti replied softly. Susan finished unbuttoning her blouse, letting it fall open, the inside swell of her breasts now visible to the boy. She wasn't wearing a bra beneath, and as she leant forward to kiss him softly on his lips, the material fell open further, the soft pink of her nipple coming in to view. Breaking off the kiss, she sat back up, smiling as the boy's gaze moved to her chest, then back to her eyes. "Do you think I'm beautiful Matti?" she teased, moving her hand to his belly, idly stroking his skin with her fingertips. "Yes Mistress" he replied breathlessly, swallowing, his mouth dry. "That's good. I think you're very beautiful too," Susan said softly, tracing her fingernails down to his cock, finding it hard, the tip glistening and slick with pre-come. She ran her fingertips down the shaft and over his balls, eliciting a gasp from him. "Especially here..." she whispered, as the tips of her fingers traced lightly over his small puckered opening. He groaned deeply in response, and she felt him arch his hips, trying to press against her. "You like that don't you? You like having your bottom played with?" "Yes Mistress..." he breathed, looking up at her with such longing Susan felt a sudden rush to the ball of heat between her thighs. She smiled down at him, bringing her finger up to his lips, pressing against them as he opened his mouth, her finger sliding inside, his saliva coating it. Without a word she withdrew it, and moved her hand back between his legs. He breathed in, holding his breath as she placed the pad of her fingertip against his opening, much the same way she had a few days earlier in her clinic. He gave a soft moan of lust as she pressed her digit firmly forwards, the muscle of his sphincter giving way, pulling her inside. As she had the first time she entered him, she marvelled at the velvet smoothness of his rectum, how tightly he gripped her. She leant forward, gently beginning to finger him as she kissed him once more. They kissed softly, passionately, like the lovers they were about to come. As they did she would break away momentarily to whisper in his ear breathlessly before returning to the kiss, her finger gently but rhythmically fingering his opening. "You make my cunt so hot and wet baby." "I'm going to use this sweet bottom so deeply." "You're going to make me come with this tight boy-cunt." A second finger pressed against his opening, and slid easily inside of him, joining the first. "I'm going to fuck you in every position we can think of sweetheart, just as your mummy is doing to your sister downstairs." "Do you want me to undress baby? Beg me, beg your Mistress." This last sentence brought forth a single word from his lips, repeated in delirious desperation and need; "Yes, yes, yes, yes." Smiling Susan sat up, gently sliding her fingers back, and out of his hole. He gave a small moan of disappointment, but she smiled at him kindly, her hands going to her blouse, shrugging it back off her shoulders. He gave another groan, this one of lust as her pert breasts came in to view, standing proud from her chest, her stiff nipples betraying her arousal, if the strong scent of her lust hadn't already done so. Standing she undid the zip at the side of her skirt, and with a giggle and a shimmy of her hips, let it drop to the floor. Standing in just her knickers, she moved to stand at the head of the bed, beside the boy's head. His eyes were drawn inescapably to her groin. The soft cotton of her underwear framed her female shape. A dark spot blossomed from between her thighs. Idly, Susan traced her fingertips over the material, the other hand dropping to caress his cheek. "See how wet you've made me my love?" she asked huskily. "Ever since I spread your buttocks in my surgery, all I've been able to think about is being inside you." She slipped a single manicured finger under the elastic of the leg hole. "I've lain awake for the past few nights, masturbating, imagining how beautiful your cunt will look with my nice thick cock sliding in and out of it." She gave a small mewling cry as her finger found her clit. "I'm going to start with you like this, on your back. We'll kiss nice and deep, as I take you. Then you'll get on all fours for me, and I'll use you deeply, filling every inch of your tight, hot rectum. Does that sound good baby?" He groaned, straining against his restraints, "Yeessss," he hissed, "Please Mistress, please..." Susan pressed her finger to her aching clitoris one last time, withdrawing her finger from her underwear, taking the waistband and lowering them a little, until the top of her cleft was just hidden. "Oh my love, I was going to get you to eat me like you did your sister" she said, almost panting, "but I don't think I can wait to fuck you. Beg me, beg me to take my knickers off and slide my cock up inside you." Susan closed her eyes, letting his pleas wash over her, slowly lowering her underwear as the boy begged and begged again. She heard a strangled cry escape his throat as her knickers reached mid-thigh and her sex was revealed. Letting them drop to the floor, she moved her feet apart, parting her thighs a little, inviting his gaze. Matti was mesmerised; he couldn't look away from the vision before him. Unlike his mother or sister, the doctor, his Mistress was not bald between her thighs. Short, closely trimmed auburn curls were dusted over her mons and labia. Sparse enough that he could easily see the shape of her beneath. Again she differed from either Marie or Rebecca; where they had large, puffy outer labia, concealing the inner lips in a tight slit, Susan had larger engorged inner lips, longer than her outer labia. The delicate lips were a dark pink, and glistening with her juices. Her clit was noticeably erect, just visible beneath its hood. He licked his lips subconsciously. "Don't worry my pet" she breathed, reading his thoughts, "you'll have your lips on mine soon, I promise." Leaning down she reached in to her bag, coming up with her Share dildo. Dark blue the dildo not only had the thick phallic shaft, but two smaller stubs at its base. Unlike a harness strap-on, the Share allowed its wearer to insert the 'pony stubs' inside of herself, giving her a greater sensation as she fucked her pet. Raising one foot on to the bed, she parted the lips of her sex with her free hand, and brought the Share's pony stubs up between her thighs. She tilted her head back, eyes closed, growling deeply as she pressed the two stubs up inside of her openings, the muscles gripping them tight, holding it in place. She now had a thick blue cock jutting out from the junction of her thighs, curving slightly upwards. With Matti's eyes fixed upon it, she reached back to her bag, pulling out a tube of lubricant. Squeezing some out in to her palm, she began to coat the shaft of the Share, working her fist up and down its length as she would a real cock. The Share matched Matti's own erection in size, with a slightly more bulbous head. She saw the boy swallow, and spoke softly to reassure him, "It's ok Matti, it's going to feel so good inside your boy-cunt, I promise you. You were made for this baby; you're going to make me come so hard." Satisfied, Susan moved towards the foot of the bed, the slick shaft catching the light as she walked, it swaying before her, yet somehow still looking utterly feminine, serving to add only to the image of her as a Goddess. Climbing on to the bed, she knelt before him, moving her lubed fingers to his opening, pressing two in to him, twisting as she slid inside. She smiled down at him, taking in his look of lust, need, and adoration as she gently opened him up. "Such a good boy," she murmured as she added a third finger. The muscles of his pussy were tight around her fingers, yet his body relaxed to accommodate her; perfection. With an audible pop, she withdrew her hand, shuffling forwards until the thick head of the shaft was pressed against his small pink opening, slightly open, beckoning her in. She cupped his buttocks in her hands, lifting him a little, pressing outwards to open him up further. She locked eyes with him, whispering encouragement as she slowly but firmly pressed forwards. The boy threw his head back as the head of her cock began to press insistently in to his bottom, and Susan glanced down, a low groan of pleasure at how beautiful he looked as he opened up for her. Then with a cry from them both, his anus submitted and the first few inches of the dildo slid in to his bowels. Susan waited a moment, letting him become used to the feeling, then leant forwards, lowering her body on to his, slowly driving the Share up inside him, filling him. Finally she felt her belly and thighs press against him, his throbbing erection trapped between them, her breasts against his chest, and her lips found his, kissing him tenderly, her tongue teasing his as she began to rock her hips, sliding out until the head of the cock pressed against his anus, then moving smoothly back inside him, using every inch of the shaft. Skilfully she began to fuck him, using her hips to angle the shaft so as to open up the bottom of the young boy spread wide beneath her, at the end of each thrust, pressing his prostate resulting in a deep groan from him. Soon, both Woman and boy were sweating, panting, focused on the part that joined them together. Susan wanted him closer, she knew that he was hers. Raising herself up a little, she stole a glance down between them. Below his beautiful stiff penis and tight balls, his firm peach buttocks were split open around the deep blue of her Share, the tight pink muscle of his anus smooth and stretched out around the shaft, only an inch of it visible before it disappeared between her parted labia. Reaching for the headboard, she fumbled with the ties binding his wrists and ankles. "I want you to hold me," she said breathlessly, finally getting the knots undone. The boy instantly wrapped his arms around her back, and his legs around her waist, pulling him back down in to him. She fell in to his arms, melting against him, as they began to move together, rocking in harmony, each thrust massaging his prostate, and rubbing her throbbing clitoris. Susan picked up the pace, driving deep inside of the beautiful boy beneath her with each thrust of her hips. He was so wonderfully tight; he gripped the cock wonderfully, and it sent electric sensations shooting up through her genitals. She felt her orgasm approach, knowing it would consume her with its intensity. "Deeper, want to fuck you deeper" she panted, pushing herself up a little, taking his legs and lifting them to her shoulders. Pressing down on him she pushed forward as hard as she could with her hips, no longer making love to him, but really fucking him now. The boy's head lolled to one side, his mouth open in an 'O', unable to do anything but pant with each thrust in to his soft, warm bowels. Susan threw her head back, her hips a blur as she pounded the thick cock in to his small opening. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh yes baby!" she screamed, that familiar feeling building, then spreading outwards from her sex in waves. She didn't slow for a second, riding the orgasm as she fucked the boy, using him for her pleasure, eventually collapsing on to him with a cry of exquisite ecstasy. They fumbled for each other's faces, caressing cheeks, stealing kisses between deep breaths of air, Susan murmuring loving words in his ear. After a few minutes, she rolled on to her side, bringing him with her, smiling at him. With one hand she tilted his chin so his eyes were locked on hers, the other she slid down between them, grasping his swollen genitalia. "Poor baby" she cooed, "You're the only one of the four of us not to have come. We can't have that can we?" She asked rhetorically, leaning in to kiss him before he could answer, her hand sliding slowly up and down his shaft, "How about you get on all fours for me, and I fuck you nice and slowly, reaching around to masturbate you as I do? Would you like that sweet baby?" "Yes Mistress" he panted, "please, please." "Are you sure your bottom isn't too sore?" she teased him, nibbling his lip. "No Mistress, it was made for you, please, use me" he begged in reply. "Mmm... your cock in my hand, and my cock in your bum. That sounds a lovely combination," Susan purred. "Let's do it." She moved her hips back, the boy giving a small cry as the head of the Share slid out of his anus, whimpering a little as she withdrew. "Poor thing, you feel empty without me don't you?" Susan whispered in his ear, giving his cock a squeeze in her hand. He nodded, any answer smothered as she kissed him yet again, softly, and gently, slowly masturbating him. Breaking the kiss, smiling and purring with satisfaction, she gave his cock one last squeeze and motioned for him to move on to all fours. He did so, a little unsteadily, and Susan placed her hand on his shoulder blades, gently pushing his shoulders down to the mattress. A Family Affair "That's it sweetheart, arch your back, get your beautiful bottom nice and raised for Mistress." She moved behind him, a shudder of pleasure running through her at the sight before her. Shoulders lowered, back arched, his firm young bottom was offered up to her gaze. Round buttocks parted, the hole between was now a light red, slightly open from their lovemaking. Below that hung his scrotum, heavy with his seed, and below that his erection swung, pulsing gently. She didn't pause to savour the view too long but moved forward, placing her hands on his buttocks and pressing outwards, opening him up for her. He gave a moan as the head of the Share pressed against his hole, the skin now even more sensitive than usual. With a grunt of pleasure Susan pushed her hips forward, and his anus eagerly opened for her, the thick glistening shaft of her Share sliding easily and deeply in to his rectum. When her belly pressed up against his buttocks and she had filled him, she leant forward, her stiff nipples grazing his back. With one hand she reached underneath him, taking his penis in her grip, and then as she began to move in him, masturbating him in perfect time to her own thrusts. "Tell me Matti," she said softly as she rocked in him, "tell me do you think mummy is using Rebecca like this now? Her lovely tight bottom stretched tight around a nice thick cock, whilst mummy strokes her pretty hairless cunt?" The image flashed through Matti's mind and he blushed, a low moan his only answer. "You have such a lovely cock baby," Susan went on, teasing him, "wouldn't you like to put it inside me? I bet you would love to feel my hot, wet pussy enveloping your erection wouldn't you? Mmm... Well maybe if you're a good boy baby, if you make Mistress happy." Susan's still sensitive clit was rubbed by every thrust of the Share in to his tight backside, and she soon felt another orgasm approaching. She knew Matti would be close too; he had not been allowed to ejaculate yet after all. She heard her own heavy breathing, sensed that his matched hers. She upped the pace of the thrusting, her fist around his erection matching the rhythm. Both were panting now, moans of pleasure, sweat a sheen across their skin. She wanted them to finish together, wanted to feel him spasm in her hand, matching the contractions between her thighs. She went faster, both hand and hips moving quicker, each movement longer. "Come with me baby, come with me!" With a cry they climaxed together. The muscles in Susan's cunt and anus clenched around the Share, her clit throbbing. Beneath her Matti's anus spasmed around the shaft buried deep within him, his penis doing the same in Susan's hands, as she skilfully milked him, teasing every last drop from his body. Exhausted, they collapsed prone upon the mattress, Susan lying on the boy's back, still buried deep within him. She gave a wiggle of her hips, giggling, and he responded by clenching, holding her in place, eliciting another giggle from her. "Yes" she said, "I think you'll make me very happy indeed." A Family Affair I reached for the door and opened it, rather a little to quickly. As I pushed it open my eyes widened at the sight before me. Yvette's parents were naked, up against the wall, fucking. All three of us stopped and stood staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Finally I gathered my wits, and backed out of the door. I shut it hastily behind me and was back where I was five seconds ago - in a dark hallway with no clue. Suddenly the parent's door re opened and Yvette's father wrapped in a towel came bursting out, "Wait!" he called after me, and I knew what was coming next. Yvette's father ushered me back into the room with a gorgeous suggestive and totally sexy smile, a gentle warm hand on my shoulder and an erotically charged suggestion. As I sat on the bed, a little bewildered but none-the-less turned on by the candid nakedness and sweaty adult bodies before me, the parents explained something to me. Apparently, they had heard me going from room to room. They said they weren't exactly sure what I was doing, but they had heard enough of my moaning to make a fairly correct assumption. The father explained that he and his wife were talking about her, talking about Gypsy, discussing her beauty, discussing how they both thought she was hot. The father asked his wife if she would fuck her, his wife said she would. Then the wife asked her husband if he would fuck her, the husband said, "Only in a threesome with you my dear." Turned on by their thoughts and suggestions, the husband and wife fucked each other. And they had been fucking each other when Gypsy accidentally walked in the room. And now the three of them sat on the bed, Gypsy in the middle, the husband and wife on either side. The wife ran a finger down Gypsy's arm, and told her how turned on she was when she could hear Gypsy's loud moans across the hall, and that she came again and again. He told Gypsy, as he ran his hand down her thigh, that each time she made his wife come, he came too. They both giggled, and leant across Gypsy to kiss each other sweetly on the lips. The wife's breasts touched up against Gypsy's, while the husband's strong firm hand spread apart Gypsy's legs, before skilfully sliding his fingers in-between her crotch. I gasped loudly. It was enough to end their kiss and give their undivided attention to me. She said, as she stroked my hair, "It's our turn now," and smiled. With a slender talon she pulled my face into hers and began to kiss me on the lips. He said, as he cupped both of my breasts with his hands, "We want you all to ourselves, we want to..." he kissed one breast, slowly, gently, then moved to the other, his wife kissing my cheek, slowly, gently. "We want to fuck you senseless," he said. She moved her hand down between my legs, she spread them further, she found the spot, and said, "Both of us do; what do you think?" I smiled up at them both, and let them fuck me for the rest of the night. A Family Affair Daniel's hand shook against the bannister. He perched on the step, halfway down the flight of stairs, listening intently to the alien sounds coming from the loungeroom. Sweat beaded on his brow as he peeked around the wall hesitantly. He wasn't supposed to be home now. He'd ditched school during lunch, and come home to look around the internet without the supervision of his parents. They didn't ever say they didn't want him looking at pornography, but he knew that wouldn't be an excuse if they caught him jacking off in front of the computer. He'd spent about an hour looking at a series of pictures, each one a tall, busty blonde leaning over something. Moaning as he stroked his cock, he'd finally blown his load, aiming his load onto an old towel he'd taken in with him. Panting, he'd wiped himself clean, turning off the machine and tidying up to mask his presence. He'd started downstairs, hoping to grab something to eat before heading out of the house. That's when he heard it. As he looked around the corner, he stared, eyes wide and at first uncomprehending. It was his sister there on the couch, naked. Of course, he'd tried to sneak a peek at her when she'd been living with them before she'd gone away for school, but he hadn't even though of it since her recent return. Until now. He took a tentative step down the stairs. He couldn't see the television, but he could hear it, muted yet unmistakably sexual noises in the background. His sister was lying on the couch, eyes glued to the screen. She was masturbating. Daniel's cock was instantly hard again. He'd never even realised she did that. Her hand was moving almost like his did, holding something. He reached down to adjust himself, trying to look closer. She moved suddenly, and he flinched, thinking he'd been caught watching her. He ducked behind the wall, waiting for her outraged yell. When nothing came, he peered cautiously around the wall again. She'd moved, positioning herself on her knees, her hand between her legs. It was a vibrator she was holding, he realised. It slid in and out of her, in time with her cries of pleasure. He watched as she bucked her hips with the feeling of it. ' His cock strained against his pants, and he freed it, starting to jerk off madly. He'd never seen this before, and he felt his come swelling in his balls as she moaned louder. With a cry almost like a scream, her body shuddered. She pushed the vibrator deep into her body, her head thrown back. With a grunt, Daniel began coming. Semen flew from the eye of his cock, splattering against the wall. His jerking prick fired stream after stream into the white plaster, his hips jerking. The phone rang on the table at the foot of he stairs. Daniel jumped back in surprise, and the last thing he saw as he ran silently back up the stairs was his sister turning to look at the phone. He bolted into his room, heart pounding. From below, he heard the ringing stop, and his sister's voice talking hushedly into the phone. His heart was pounding as he wiped his sticky, cum-stained hand on a towel. Over his breathing, he heard something else. He turned. His sister stood there, still naked. "Forget something, Daniel?" she asked, holding up her hand. Putting it to her face, she licked her fingertips. Daniel stared as she put his cum from the wall in her mouth. "We need to talk." she smiled, and walked inside, shutting the door... A Family Affair The scrawny kid who had allowed my inexperienced fingers to probe around in her knickers all those years ago had grown up into a stunningly beautiful young women. She was tall, too tall to become the ballet dancer she had trained to be since being nine years old, and slim. If her breasts were on the large side it was to her advantage for she carried herself with confidence. Her brown hair was long and she wore it naturally so that it swirled about her face as she swung her head. This was the first time that I had seen my cousin since she was twelve, living as she did, way down in the south in times when travelling was not so easy as it is today. On this occasion she had accompanied our grandmother to my mother's house for a holiday at a time when I was also home on leave from the RAF. I have to confess that I had always been attracted to Amy but I had always felt that it was not right for cousins to have such feelings. However, because we had grown up together and were of similar ages, we had always been company for each other and comfortable in each other's company. I had not known that she would be home when I arrived and was taken aback to see how beautiful she looked. She wore a short skirt that made you think her legs went upward for ever and a tight jumper that outlined, in precise detail, her superb breasts. She tossed her dark hair back as she greeted me and then gave me a very theatrical hug and kiss - a gesture common, I suppose, in ballet circles but somewhat out of place amid the smoking chimneys of Manchester. "You look great," I understated and she replied, whilst admiring me overtly, "So do you." "Amy's here for a week, John. I hope you will look after her while you're home," said my mother from the kitchen. "Sure," I replied and winked at Amy. Grandma continued her knitting having said hello, insulated by her deafness from any conversation that was conducted at normal volume. Over dinner I asked Amy along to meet a couple of friends whom I had already arranged to see that evening. She accepted and, after our meal we made our way to the appointed place where we met two other male friends, Tony and Mike and Mike's girlfriend - Lisa. Amy and Lisa, hit it off straightaway and chatted together, whilst we boys discussed 'boy's things'. However, I could not help but notice that Tony had been smitten with Amy from the moment he met her and was desperately trying not to stare at her whilst trying to maintain a semblance of interest in our conversation. At about ten o'clock we all left and started to walk home together. In no time, Amy and I found ourselves walking alone as the others peeled off to follow their different routes. It was a warm, languid night and we walked slowly side by side. "It really is good to see you, Amy. You gave me quite a shock when I walked in, I think you must have seen my mouth drop, didn't you." "You've grown up yourself, John. Quite dashing in your uniform and so tall." "We have to wear uniform when we travel but I am glad to get into something more comfortable," rubbing a hand down the leg of my blue jeans to indicate what I meant. "You made a big hit with Tony, you know, I don't think that I have ever known him to be so tongue-tied." She laughed self-consciously and I began to realise just how shy she really was. "I expect you have a boyfriend back home?" I asked, but the question made her blush. "There hasn't been much time for boys with the dancing. It takes up all my time." "Oh, come on, Amy, don't tell me that you are all grown up and never been kissed?" I teased, but could see that I had touched a nerve. I stopped and faced her. Her head was bowed and I gently lifted her chin so that I could see her eyes. They were wet and sad and I could not help taking her in my arms, "Eh, I'm only kidding. Look, I am sorry." She put her arms around me and clung on as if someone was trying to wrench her away and was shivering on that warm night. Whispering in her ear I said, "If never-been-kissed is a problem then we can soon put that right," and, turning her to face me again, I pressed my lips against hers. They were soft, giving lips which parted seconds after meeting and I felt her tongue dart into my mouth and duel with my own. She may never have been kissed before, but she was very quick to put theory into practice. Eventually we pulled away from each other and I said," There then, do you think you will grow to like it?" She smiled coyly before lowering her eyes again, "I am sure, with you as my teacher, I will be very quick to learn all sorts of things." She flicked up her eyes to meet mine and to judge my reaction. "I believe some night school might well be called for here." I kissed her forehead and, taking her hand in mine, walked her home. The house was in darkness when we arrived even though it was only a little after ten thirty. Grandma always retired early and my mother would have read for a few minutes before her sleeping tablet took effect and be sound asleep by now. Embers of a dying fire glowed in the grate and I added a few more coals to prolong its life, each making yellow sparks as it fell onto the red-hot bed of ash. Amy made a hot drink and we sat together holding our mugs in clenched hands on the settee in front of the fire. We sat close together and I could feel the heat from her beautiful body seep through both our clothes and warm me. "I often think about you Amy, especially about when we were kids and you let me touch you, do you remember? I suppose I was a horny little sod even then." "It still makes me warm inside when I think about it," she replied. "It doesn't seem as though we were kids playing, does it, but another erotic experience." All of a sudden I needed to finish what I had started all those years ago. I placed my mug to one side and, taking hers from her hands, I placed it next to mine. "Before we can move on to the next part of the course we must recap what we did earlier," and with that, I kissed her - longingly, deeply, wetly and she responded with unbounded enthusiasm. My fingers traced the outline of her backbone up and down, loitering, then circling in her lower back causing her supple ballerina's body to writhe against mine. It would have taken no effort to rip off her clothes and take her there and then but that would not be acceptable for Amy's first time. I put my lips to her ear and whispered, "Slowly Amy, that's the secret. Pretend you are making your favourite sweet last forever." I pulled away, just enough to allow me to undo the top three buttons of her jumper and plant a kiss on her lower neck, deliberately letting my warm breath fall into her cleavage. As I kissed her, I undid another button, then another until the whole of her jumper hung loosely open. Parting the woollen flanks I exposed her half-supported breasts. Then I cupped the left one in my hand and held it firmly but gently, letting her experience and enjoy, for the first time, the feel of a man's hand on this sensitive part of her body. After a full minute I started to caress her though the material of her bra but soon unclipped the garment and let it fall aside. Her breasts were magnificent, I am sure that I have never seen the like before or since and I told her so. She blushed and closed her eyes as I rolled her nipple between my fingertips. It grew to about half an inch long and became rock hard, so I took it in my mouth and teased it with my teeth. She was beginning to breathe in short shallow gasps and her chest rose and fell with each breath. Some women can be brought to orgasm by such attention but I had planned that Amy's orgasm would come later, so I stopped fondling her breasts and return to kissing her. Writhing together on the settee had caused Amy's short skirt to ride up so that by now, her stocking tops were exposed as was the pale band of skin between them and the black silk panties which she wore on top of her suspender belt. For an inexperience young lady she could surely dress to kill. I laid a hand on the soft cool skin of her inner thigh and caressed it lovingly. Her legs parted, a little at first, but as my hand slipped further between her legs, they opened wider. A darker stain on her dark parties bore witness to her rising excitement and I stroked her mound with a lazy forefinger, tracing the line of her panties along her groin and between her legs. After a few minutes of such teasing I increased the pressure of my fingers on the bulging area of damp silk. Bending my head down to her crotch I kissed the taut material covering her mound. She smelled sweet and musty and good enough to eat so I slipped off the settee and knelt on the rug before her and between her thighs. She looked down at me and ruffled my hair as I buried my face deep into the vee between her legs to gnaw harmlessly at the pleasure filled silk. Her legs opened further and she pushed her pussy forward into my face. Her smell was narcotic and my head reeled as I rolled her panties down her thighs in a tantalisingly slow removal. What lay before me was a beautifully trimmed pussy of dark curly hair, her vulva lay open like a flower unfurled revealing cherry red inner lips. I placed the tip of my tongue on these lips and followed its outline all around. Then, forcing my tongue further inside, I repeated the exercise. On the third lap her clitoris popped up and I sucked and rolled it between my lips. By this time she had pulled her long legs up and held them raised by slipping her arms under her knees. I could now place my arms under her thighs and fondle her breasts whilst my mouth excavated her slippery crevice. The throbbing against my tongue told me that she was cumming and I began to suck and tongue her with increased vigour until a long gasp, escaping from her relaxing body, told me that her pleasure was complete. I sat beside her again and she leaned against me and put an affectionate arm around me. "Thank you," she said at last, " that was marvellous, but what about you." She placed her long fingered hand on the bulge in my jeans and rubbed me. "Well, I could make love to you now Amy but in the state I'm in it wouldn't last more than ten strokes and that would be nothing to remember. If it's OK with you I would like you bring me off now and then we can fuck when my excitement has subsided a little. Besides, we will have to cover all the positions if this is going to be a comprehensive lesson." I smiled as she raised her eyebrows to this. "What do I do?" she asked kissing my lips. "Whatever you feel like doing," I replied. She leant over me and undid my shirt, then my belt and then pulled down the zipper of my jeans. Her dark brown head dropped to kiss my nipples whilst her fingers slipped inside my open jeans to rub my penis up and down outside my shorts. I placed my hand on hers. "Don't masturbate me or I'll cum too soon. I want to enjoy being touched. Use the ends of your fingers," - then added provocatively, " or your tongue." She didn't need a second invitation and ran her little, dart-like tongue down my chest and over my stomach until it reached the top band of my pants. Here it met the tip of my penis, glistening with pre-cum. She pulled the waistband down and I helped by lifting my buttocks clear of the seat long enough for her to remove my jeans completely and leave my lower regions completely naked. "Are they all this big?" she asked, taken aback by my length and girth. I replied that I didn't know but had been led to believe that I was well endowed. She grinned then bent down and kissed its end before taking the whole of my bobby's helmet into her mouth and sucking it like an expert. Her left hand fondled my balls exquisitely and then she teased me by running her fingernails up and down the underside of my staff. My groans and twitches told her where my most sensitive regions were and she learned quickly. It was difficult to believe that I was in the hands (and mouth) of a shy virgin. I pushed myself further into her mouth and she sucked me until my tip touched her throat. She raked the shaft and head with her sharp little teeth and this heightened my pleasure to a point where I was ready to explode. I lifted her head and told her I was near and to grab a handkerchief if I wasn't to cum in her mouth. "Cumming in my mouth will be part of the lesson won't it?" she replied and resumed her oral activities which, by this time, included pumping her free hand up and down the exposed length of my shaft until it erupted. I believe she had no idea how much cum a man ejaculates because it seemed to fill her mouth to overflowing. She stopped pumping at the first spasm but I covered her hand with mine and made her continue until the last throb had ejected the last drop. She swallowed and wiped her mouth and then looked up at me with a huge grin of pride on her face. I stroked her hair and cheek and she laid her head back down on my chest. We lay like this for some time before starting to stroke and caress each other again, first in non-sexual places and then more sensitively. I fondled her breast as she twirled my pubic hair absentmindedly with her fingers. We became aroused at the same time and turned to face each other. She held and squeezed my penis while I rubbed between her legs with the side of my hand, occasionally allowing my thumb to delve inside her. Her moistness increased, as did her breathing rate until, finally, she pulled me towards her using the handle she still held. "On the floor." I said authoritatively and allowed her to slide down onto the hearthrug. She lay on her back looking beautiful in the fire light as I stood up to remove the remainder of my clothes and retrieve a condom from my wallet on the mantelpiece. "We don't want any accidents, do we?" I whispered as I fell to my knees between her long legs. "It won't hurt will it?" she asked as I lay on top of her. "Maybe a little at first but it will be worth, you see" Initially, I coated the end of my cock with the honeydew that glistened on her lips then slipped the head of my penis a little way into her vagina and moved it about with my hand to renew her excitement. It only took a short time before her movements gave away that she was ready to become a woman. I pushed further in, trying to gauge where her hymen was from the resistance I felt. When I did break into her inner chamber it was with comparative ease. She did not have a very strong membrane, probably due to the ballet exercises or maybe because of her own administrations. She was certainly a very sexy girl who might well have catered to her own frustrations. As I opened her, she grimaced slightly and gave a little whimpered cry to indicate that the place was passed. "God, that feels huge, John," she said and pushed herself against me in a circular motion. At this point I threw caution to the wind and drove into her up to the hilt, meshing our pubic hairs and feeling those wonderful vaginal muscles, made powerful by years of dance training, encompass me. "That's fantastic," she gasped and clamped her legs around my back. I began to fuck her with long slow strokes, trying not to think what a truly wonderful fuck she was for fear of cumming too soon. After several minutes I withdrew and told her to turn over, place her knees apart and to push her bottom into the air. She quickly assumed the doggy position then grinned back over her shoulder towards me and waggled her bottom. Her engorged pussy hung low and open, shining wetly with desire and I knelt behind her and re-entered her in a single smooth thrust. The excitement built quickly again and I felt myself close to an eruption. She had taken up my rhythm and was pushing her pussy back onto me on my forward strokes. Her breathing was coming in shorter and shorter gasps as her orgasm approached until a moan escape her lips and her vagina rippled and spasmed around my sensitive penis. I had held off but I now let myself cum. Again, my head reeled as my penis burst forth its seed. Three or four long strokes depleted my reserves and my once-swollen staff softened. I pulled it out of that glorious hole and fell back against the settee, she had fallen forward to rest but then rolled over and joined me. "Thank you," she smirked at last, " I have to say that I have just had one of the best lessons of my life from a wonderfully, gentle teacher." "Thank you," I replied, " that was the best ever for me too." *** The following morning I was eating breakfast with Grandma when Amy came bouncing down stairs, "Good Morning everyone," she said gaily and sat herself at the table next to me without a glance. She wore another mini-skirt but this time she had on a white cotton blouse and looked and smelled, fantastic. My mother brought a full teapot through from the kitchen and a spare cup, which she gave to Amy. "Your Grandma and I are going to your Aunts' today, can you two look after yourselves?" She poured milk into the empty cups and then added the tea. "I suppose so," I feigned a sulkily reply and Amy pushed my arm playfully and said, "Of course we can Aunt May." A Family Affair It was my first time alone with Claire, my brother Roger's cute fiancée. He met her at a church social, which seemed funny to me because she brought out the raunchiest feelings on my part. It had been a whirlwind courtship, and now the family was getting ready for a June wedding. Claire has a great body -- big tits, a firm ass, and slim legs: the kind of woman who gets me hot. I had an urge to kneel, pull her panties down, and lick her pussy. I was especially taken with her tight ass. I imagined applying punishment to her, spanking that lovely ass until it turned rosy red and then spreading her ass cheeks and exploring the sensitive area around her anus with my tongue. But it was too soon for that sort of thing. Maybe later, I figured, if I were lucky. Roger sent pictures of her to the family before we met her in person, and they aroused me to the point that I got wet thinking about her. I had nasty thoughts about her even before we met, and I loved it. I'd unbuttoned the top of my blouse, wondering if she would want to run her lips down my neck and into my cleavage. You never know, but I had to find out if she was interested. I haven't had much sex since breaking up with Lucy and was horny as could be. "Linda, tell me about yourself, " Claire said. "I'm Roger's lesbian sister. Does that interest you?" "What? He never mentioned his sister's a lesbian!" "He doesn't know," I replied. "Are you interested or not?" She wet her lips and stared at my tits. "I might be." That's how it started. She's a hot bitch who never had sex with a woman before she met me. I smiled at her, "Roger travels a lot. You'll want company." At that point, Roger walked in. "Are you two getting acquainted?" "It's been great to meet Claire, " I said. "I think we have a lot in common." She nodded her head to show that she agreed about having a lot in common. Roger had no idea about the heat that had just arisen between us. Six weeks before the wedding, Roger announced that he had to go to Cleveland for business. I said, "Hey, I think Claire ought to get an apartment in Chicago, rather than the motel she's been in since coming to town. She'll be living here full time soon, anyway, when the two of you get a place. I want to spend more time with her, so we can get better acquainted." She nodded in agreement, and Roger said it was a good idea. He had no idea at all of what was happening between me and Claire. Men are such fools when it comes to lesbian action; they can't imagine their woman lusting after another woman. Claire moved into an apartment just before Roger left for a four-day trip to Cleveland the following week. Claire and I saw him off. On the drive back I said, "Let's have a snack at your place. OK?" The bitch answered, with a grin: "What sort of snack?" "Eating pussy and getting eaten in return," I said. She reached over and fingered the first button of my blouse. Then, she worked her way down to other buttons, exposing my breasts. I hadn't worn a bra or panties that morning. I almost ran the car into a guard rail as she played with my nipples. It got more intense when she reached down to my skirt and put her hand underneath, finding my shaved pussy. "Christ!" she said. "You're wet. You weren't kidding about pussy." "I never kid about pussy," I said. "It's a passion of mine." We spent the next three days at her apartment, having food delivered from a nearby Chinese restaurant, and making love until we fell back, exhausted, on the bed. I'd packed a bag in the trunk of the car, filled with sex toys, lube, and a double-ended dildo. We made use of most those things. The double-ended dildo enabled us to fuck each other at the same time. What a hot bitch she'd turned out to be! At first she was awkward at eating pussy, since her previous oral sex was with guys. I reassured her that being a cocksucker was good experience and that she would catch on quickly. She did catch on; by the end of three days in bed with me she was quite good at pleasuring me, and she climaxed whenever I made love to her pussy with my tongue. My favorite position is "69": I ate her pussy, while she ate mine. We tried that with me on top and her on the bottom, the other way around, and even side-by -side. It was all good. A few times during his trip, Roger called to say hello. She sat there, stark naked, saying how much she missed him -- all the while I kissed her breasts, played with her pussy, or knelt down, spread her thighs, and ate her. I consider myself an expert pussy-eater. The main things are to use your tongue properly, and to make love to a woman's clit, the most sensitive part of her pussy. It should be done slowly and carefully, making sure that she's responding as you make love to her. Every woman is different, and it's a voyage of discovery to give head to a new woman. Claire started to breath hard as I tongued her, from her slit up to her clit. Then I used my tongue on her pussy lips, along both sides, and then back up to that lovely button, her clit. By then her clit, what I call her "girly cock", was starting to emerge from its protective hood. It hadn't come out yet, I would have kept up the tongue action. That works unless the woman is simply not in the mood, or frigid. Claire is NOT the frigid type, and she was definitely in the mood. When I sucked on her clit she moaned and came, releasing a flood of her juices. We kissed and held each other. It became even better as we spent so much time in bed, in the shower, wherever the mood struck us. We've tried some variations. I love to use my tongue on the perineum, the sensitive path between her asshole and cunt. She almost exploded the first time I did that to her. Now she does the same for me. I can't wait to try out the latest toy, a black strap-on. It's the sexiest thing imaginable, sticking out like a real cock, and nestled against my pussy so that I get aroused as I fuck her. Actually, I like it both ways, fucking and getting fucked. Life is interesting. Roger travels a lot, which is a good thing. He often tells people how great it is that his sister is such a good friend to his wife. She and I agree whenever he says that. Sometimes I wonder how Roger would feel if Claire fucked him in the ass with the strap-on. THAT would be interesting!! Maybe someday. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *] Copyright 2004 by Lesly Sloan. This story may not be distributed or copied without the express permission of the author. All comments are welcome.