12 comments/ 152934 views/ 75 favorites He's Got them Both By: BrettJ "Barry! Barry, could you come over here for a minute, please?" A voice called out. Barry Carson turned to see that the voice came from his pretty next-door neighbor, Cynthia Hope. She had inspired more than a few illicit fantasies, the hot single mom was a wet dream walking. She was blonde, tanned with a perfect rack, great tits and long, blonde hair. She worked to keep her figure, he knew that because he would often see her running or exercising in her back yard. Every unconscious act made him horny and made him think about fucking her, just one time. Sometimes he felt guilty about thinking about her in that way because she was also so fucking nice. "Sure thing Mrs. Hope, let me put the lawnmower away," Barry called back. Lately his folks had been riding him about pitching in more around the house. Shit, all winter he had shoveled snow, helped his dad with the local skating rink, dug some of the old folks out of their driveways, done "Meals on Wheels" -- he was going to graduate in a few months, couldn't he get some time to himself to meet some hot, sexy piece of ass? He hadn't had a girlfriend since breaking up with Cherry and it might be nice to have a little "summer loving" before he went to university in the fall. He walked around to the front of Mrs. Hope's home. Over the hedges he hadn't been able to see how she was dressed, now he could see that she was in some shiny pair of shorts and a gauzy top that was so sheer that he could make out her nipples. It was a lovely, warm spring day and they were clinging close to the blouse, unencumbered by a bra. "You're a very nice kid Barry and I've seen how you treat your mother," Cynthia told him. "You respect women and that's important in this day and age, which is why I've chosen you -- asked you -- to do me this favor. Do you have a date for your prom?" "No, I don't," Barry said. He had asked Melissa Caulfield, the head cheerleader and Cherry's arch-rival, but she was going with her brother's best friend, who was in college. He couldn't compete with that, although it would have been sweet to see Cherry's face if he had walked in with Melissa on his arm. "Would you be willing to take my daughter, Michelle?" She asked. "I'd cover your expenses." She was kidding, right? Michelle Hope was the hottest girl in school; she made Melissa look like Joan Rivers on a bad day. Any guy seen with her would have a solid reputation for the rest of his life. Cherry wouldn't just be pissed, she would be seething. "Barry -- you're zoning out," Cynthia chuckled. "I'll ask again, would you be willing to take Michelle?" "Well yeah, sure I would Mrs. Hope, but why do you want me to take her?" He asked. "She must have had loads of offers." "Please, call me Candy. She's had a few but a lot of guys are afraid to ask her and the ones that did simply didn't interest her. I want to make sure she has a good time, this is a special time for a girl and she likes you, she really likes you -- she's told me a number of times about the `cute guy next door'. You'll do it then, you'll take her?" Just then Michelle Hope came out of the house and went in to the back yard. In her itsy-bitsy, barely there bikini, the gorgeous brunette Michelle was truly a living doll. "Yes ma'am ... I mean Candy ... I'd love to take her, you've got a deal," Barry beamed. "Thanks Barry, you're a doll. Make sure she has a nice time. I mean, a really nice time," The blonde mother said as she walked into her house. So, that's how Barry Carson ended up walking into the grand ballroom of the Concord Hotel with Michelle Hope on his arm. Everyone gasped and what made it extra sweet for him was the look on the faces of both Cherry and Melissa Caulfield's. After a minute, that didn't matter anymore. In the prettiest black dress he had ever seen, looking sexy and elegant, Michelle Hope kept smiling at him as he listened to her talk and hung on her every word. If he had known she was interested in him, he would have asked her out a long time before tonight. As far as he was concerned, she hung the moon and the stars. Not only was she the sexiest girl in the room, she listened to him as well and was smart and funny. If anything, her personality made her even sexier. It was a great dance and he made a mental note to thank his mother for insisting he take dance lessons. Michelle felt nice in his arms and they danced a lot, taking just enough time to rest, socialize a bit and have a bite of food and a few drinks. Then they were back on the dance floor. As the evening wound to a close, they decided to leave before traffic got heavy. Her arm was linked through his and she was beaming. "This was the best night of my life, thank you so much Barry!" She smiled. "Are you kidding me?" He asked. "I went to the prom with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I had a great time. Come on Michelle, let's get you home -- your mom will be waiting up, I'm sure." Michelle help up a set of keys and jingled them. "Wouldn't you like the full prom experience?" He wondered what the hell was going on and then it hit him. "Drive," Michelle told him. "I'll tell you where to go." They pulled up to a well-known, but out of the way motel and he stopped the car. Michelle got out a bit ahead of him and went to one of the rooms and unlocked the door and went inside. He followed, not really believing that this was happening. It really was. She was in his arms and kissing him the way he'd seen in adult films, lots of tongue and her body pressed close. With an impish giggle, she stepped back. He heard the sound of a zipper being undone and Michelle's dress crumpled to the floor. There she stood, gorgeous in frilly black lingerie and high heels. Michelle possessed the sleek, slender body of a dancer with high, firm breasts and a smooth, flat stomach. She moved well and as she approached him, he was sure he was sweating. She kissed him again and pulled on his tie. "You have too many clothes on," Michelle teased. "We certainly can't fuck if one of us is still wearing clothes." "Holy fuck, Mich ..." She stopped him with a finger to his lips. "Talk later, undress now." He didn't need to be told twice, he got out of his clothes in a flash. He could feel the sensual brunette watching him and she came to him, her hands on his torso, appraising him. Then she dropped to her knees and took his cock in her mouth. This was really happening; Michelle Hope was giving him a blowjob. Not just any blowjob, a first-class, after prom blowjob. When she was done, she stood up and smiled. "You have a great cock, I'm going to want lots of that tonight," She grinned. "I know my lingerie is pretty, but wouldn't you like to see me without it?" Barry nodded so she did a small spin around and removed it, aside from her stockings and heels. Those she elected to keep on and she got on the bed. "Word around school is you know how to treat a lady right," Michelle smiled. "Well, in bed I don't need to be a lady, but treat me right anyway. Eat my pussy and then fuck me, fuck me until the sun comes up." "Oh God," He gulped. He had enjoyed a number of cute girls in the past, but none as hot as Michelle. He treated her body like a canvass and painted it with his tongue and hands, hearing her coo and sigh with delight. Every sound kept his cock rock-solid and when he saw her fists pounding on the bed, he knew that she had cum for the first time. She grabbed something from her purse -- condoms, she had already planned this out, he now realized. She rolled on his cock, pushed him on his back and said "I'm going to fuck you now, baby. Little Michy is going to get some nice, hard cock inside her horny cunt. You play with my tits and let me do most of the work, okay stud? We'll start with a nice, slow fuck and go from there." Michelle's agile lithe body rode him and took him deep. She whipped about and her body clenched him tightly until he was gasping. He couldn't hold out much longer and when she raked her manicured nails against his chest, Barry lost it. He felt embarrassed as she dismounted but she laughed. "Barry, don't be silly. You already made me cum and I had a nice mini-cum just then," She chuckled. "We just fucked for a solid 30 minutes and I'm sure we aren't done yet. Just relax; we've got a long way to go." Michelle was right and the night was spent in true carnal bliss. They didn't get back home until nearly 5 AM and both were exhausted. Michelle had already let him know she wanted to see him again and he was thinking of asking her to dinner and a movie next weekend, he still had most of the money he had saved for prom, thanks to Candy Hope's generosity. Around 5 PM the next afternoon, he was sitting in his back yard, having a Pepsi and reading a book. He was still tired and hadn't planned to go anywhere. His family was having dinner out, but he had opted to stay home and chill. He was engrossed in his book when he heard Candy Hope calling him again. He hoped he could maintain his composure around her. He had spent the previous evening screwing her daughter in every way imaginable and remembered every intimate detail of Michelle's body. Barry then realized that they were both over 18 and hadn't done anything wrong as he visualized Michelle's naked body on all fours, taking his cock. Candy Hope smiled at him as he entered her yard. Now she was the one wearing a tiny swimsuit, it was red and shiny. Her body measured up nicely against her daughter's, he knew that she was only 36 and still had lots of good years left. "Michelle told me this morning that she had the best time last night," Candy beamed. "Thank you for that, come inside, I'd like to give you my personal thanks." He followed Candy inside, wondering what she meant and found out when he turned around and saw she had removed the bikini and was standing there, totally naked. "Michelle says you're a really hot fuck," Candy said, licking her lips and staring directly at him. "I wanted to find out for myself, I could use a really hot fuck. Think you can help a girl out, handsome? Barry gulped and nodded. "You know that I ...?" "... that you fucked Michelle? Of course sweetheart, I hoped that you would. She came home that night and was still so horny that mommy had to ... well darling, let's just say that Michelle and I are not afraid to - show our affection. I'm glad you and she fucked and that you were good to her. My daughter has my libido and I didn't want her screwing some idiot that would be selfish or couldn't keep up. When she told me about you, I thought you'd be just the ticket and from the way Michelle raved, I was right. She was still so hot she made me cum 3 times before she finally passed out. I want to know what kind of guy can get a woman that excited. Do you understand? It's my turn to find out, handsome. The bedroom's upstairs and I'm goddamned horny, let's go!" Upstairs in her bedroom, the naked blonde unleashed herself on Barry. She gave great head, she moved around in ways that Barry had never seen, she just let herself give in totally to the fucking. She wasn't pushy, but she was able to guide Barry, giving him instructions on what she liked most and where she liked to be touched. Naked, her body was a work of art. If you hadn't been looking at their faces or didn't know Candy was in her 30's, you wouldn't have been able to tell who was older. Michelle moved like a dancer, but her mom fucked nasty, just like a porn star. She loved being on top and she loved to talk dirty, telling him what a nasty, fucking evil boy he was, fucking mother and daughter. She said that he was a gigolo, a male whore, not caring who he fucked and just getting his rocks off. She teased him by promising him that they would both fuck him blind any time he wanted and be his personal sluts. Barry knew she was only play-acting because she was smiling the entire time and pumping her body up and down on his thick cock. They were fucking bareback as there was no risk of Candy getting pregnant, she had seen to that years ago. They were just about finished when Michelle's face appeared in the doorway. "I thought I heard the sounds of fucking," She said as she wore a naughty grin. "Don't you wear him out mother; I'm going to need him again." Candy smiled and held out her arms to her daughter. "What's wrong with right now, baby? As you have already seen, he's got more than enough to satisfy both of us and if he gets tired, I'm sure we can think of something to do to inspire him back to life," She giggled. Barry couldn't believe how casual these two chicks were about their sex lives -- it was a bit freaky, but he wasn't going to judge. Michelle slid out of the scraps of clothing she was wearing and in to bed with the two of them, kissing her mother wildly in front of him. "You can have him all to yourself tonight, if he thinks he can still handle some more," Candy grinned. "How about it, handsome? You want to stay for supper and have a little after-dinner sex with Michelle?" Barry nodded, only a fool would turn down an offer like that. Michelle wiggled her gorgeous ass at him and began licking her mother's cunt. Barry was steel-stiff in minutes and gave Michelle a good fucking and when he was ready to cum, both women competed for his cum. "Share it!" He barked in a mock-commanding tone. The two incestuous beauties listened to his order, lapping it from his cock and then, from each other's lips. For dinner that night, Candy made them a full roast beef dinner and they talked, then as simply as if they were going to do homework, Michelle took him upstairs and they fucked in her mother's shower. He came twice before they finished and Michelle was grinning from ear to ear as they came downstairs. "I could hear you, greedy bitch," Candy laughed, kissing her daughter on the cheek. "Couldn't you save some for me?" "You had him all afternoon," Michelle laughed as she sat beside her mother and snuggled close. "True, true, oh well, there will be plenty of other times, right Barry?" Candy chuckled. Barry nodded and wondered just what the hell was going on? He wasn't going to object to having two hot chicks to fuck, but this was unexpected. Before he went home, Candy explained that both women had similar tastes in men and very high sex drives. When Michelle told her mother that she was interested in girls as well as boys, Candy took her to bed and taught her everything she could. Enjoying her romps with Candy, Michelle still wanted someone her own age to fuck and Candy wanted someone younger with few hang-ups or inhibitions. Barry seemed like the perfect choice and as long as he had no objections, they wanted to see how long they could keep this going. He most assuredly had no objections and as often as he could manage it and still maintain his grades, he dated Michelle and fucked her, but fucked her mom on the side or with Michelle joining in. Sometimes, late at night, he would sneak over to their house and fuck until morning. One time, he felt someone slide into his bed. He thought it was Michelle, but it turned out to be Candy. "I've been horny all day baby, I need your cock," She groaned as she slid down on his manhood. He had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. So that's how Barry Carson ended up as the lover of sexy Michelle Hope and her kinky mother, Candy. It went on right through high school up until graduation, continued through university and as graduation from university approaches, it is still going on. Barry has moved in with Michelle and her mother, they bought a new home a fair distance from his parents and any questions they might ask think to ask. The 3 of them are still going strong and not one of them sees any reason for it to end any time soon. At least, that's what Barry is thinking. He still can't quite predict what his two crazy, libertine girlfriends are thinking about, but as he watches them rolling around naked together in bed, Barry knows that none of that matters. He's Got them Both Ch. 02 Author's Note : When I wrote "He's Got them Both" it was intended as a one-shot story, yet it went over very well and readers asked for a sequel. Okay -- I had to think fast and I didn't want to be too predictable, so here's what I came up with. Maybe I should have called this one "He's Got Them All". Enjoy ~~ BrettJ * Candy Hope rolled over in bed and expected to throw her arm and legs around her young lover, Barry. They had both been in a very amorous mood tonight and despite his giving her 3 wonderful orgasms and falling asleep at 4 AM, Candy realized that she would quite like another. She didn't worry about Barry's reaction, he adored his older, sexy lady and was never shy about PDA, save around people that might get word back to his parents. They knew about his relationship with Michelle, Candy's daughter. They didn't know it was a very happy, very sensual, very decadent and permanent three-way relationship. What Candy did not expect to find was an empty bed. The moonlight was still streaming in so it must have been sometime before 6 AM. She looked around the bedroom and wondered where Michelle had gotten to until she recalled Michelle was spending the night with an old friend. One of her closest friends had recently run into Michelle at the mall and Barry said "Those two squealed so loud there are deaf dogs as far as 5 miles away." Michelle punched her boyfriend in the arm but admitted that she and Sharlene had gotten rather loud. Despite their being only the two of them in their new home, Candy through on her negligee and then a housecoat. She didn't know why, they were often naked around the house. Barry would tease his girls that he'd never get any work done with those two around. He had decided to go for his doctorate and the girls supported him whole-heartedly, when they weren't dragging him off to bed. Candy located her young lover in the kitchen. He wasn't drinking coffee either, he was nursing a beer. He wasn't much of a drinker and a beer at 6 AM was very unusual. She walked around in front of him and could tell something was bothering him. She perched on his lap and threw her arms around his neck. He was so strong that at times, Candy felt like the younger of the duo. "You're bothered by something and in this house, we share things," She told him. "Would you like to tell me what's wrong or do I have to drag it out of you?" He smiled up at her. "Knowing the way you'd drag it out of me I might not mind that too much," He chuckled. "My mom called last night to tell me my cousin Colette is coming for a visit." "So, what's the problem with that?" Candy wanted to know. "Problems hon, plural," Barry told her. "She wants to come and see her favorite cousin. Huh -- you could've fooled me, when we were kids, she put me through hell, but I endured it. You know why? Because she's fucking gorgeous, that's why. Even when I was ten and she was 16, she was hot. But she's a prude and if she found out about what we've got going on here, jeez, my parents would find out in an instant," Barry groaned. "Colette would call them and tell them about our entire setup." "Sweetheart, don't you worry about it," Candy said as she hugged her young paramour. "We kept it a secret back home, didn't we? I can play `girlfriend's mom' while she visits and your relationship with Michelle isn't a secret. You worry too much, it's one of the things I do adore about you but it is also one of the things that drives me and Chelle insane." "I do worry a lot, I get that from my mom," Barry grinned sheepishly. "Okay then, beautiful, I put the fate of our relationship in your capable hands." "Great, so now I'm the one that gets the pressure," Candy groaned. "So tiger, tell me about Colette -- you said she's gorgeous? How gorgeous? Me gorgeous or Michelle gorgeous or ..." Realizing she was trying to lighten his spirits a bit, Barry decided that he would have a bit of fun with his sensual, older lover. "Oh no, she's much more gorgeous than you two. I'd say Colette is Playboy centerfold gorgeous." He barely evaded a throw cushion that was tossed at him from the living room. "Seriously Candy, Col's gorgeous but she was always so damned stuffy. She always had these good-looking dudes hovering around her but she worn these frumpy clothes and old-fashioned glasses. Even still, you could see she was hot. When I got old enough to date, I was able to clue in a few of my older buds to my hot cousin, but they all said the same thing -- ice princess." "Maybe she's changed over time darling, you've certainly evolved," Candy told him. "Perhaps Michelle and I can take her shopping, loosen her up. Take her to lunch and share a few nice glasses of wine -- what can it hurt, right?" Barry wasn't too sure about that, the two women he adored could certainly be a bit ... over-exuberant ... when they wanted to be. Still, he knew that Candy was bright and careful, she wouldn't let anything happen to ruin their arrangement. "You might be right," He smiled and felt himself relax for the first time in a bit. "Okay then, that's all settled, so why don't you come back to bed?" Candy flashed him her most alluring smile. "It's cold and lonely all there by myself." As he nodded, she tilted her head back and added "Be sure to brush your teeth first, you're not kissing me tasting like a distillery." Barry laughed because one of the things he adored most about Candy was her ability to see things with a bright, chipper attitude and to inject levity into any situation. He did as she asked and was soon twisted around his mature lover, the both of them rutting like animals. Candy was quite possibly the most demanding fuck he had ever known, although he hadn't been with a lot of women in his young life. Once Michelle and Candy had ensnared him in their dual web, he hadn't made too much of an effort to escape. No sane man would walk away from these two and their incredible passions. The Colette that showed up a few days later bore scant resemblance to the woman he remembered. For one thing, she was driving a sporty Corvette C7. For another, when she got out of the car, he wasn't sure if this was the same Colette he had known. The frumpy clothes were gone and long legs were on full display in a tight, short yellow skirt and black heels. Colette's formerly short blonde hair was now long and past her shoulders. The only way that Barry could be certain that it was her was when she pushed her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose and looked at him with those same aqua eyes he clearly remembered. A lovely smile crossed her beautiful face as she walked towards a totally gobsmacked Barry. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a huge hug. "Hey cuz, long time, no see," She laughed. "Not quite the Colette you remember, huh? Of course, you're not quite the Barry I remember either. I hope you've got something to drink, I'm thirsty." "I'm Candy Hope, Barry lives here with my daughter, Michelle," Candy said as she held out her hand to Colette. She was able to flash a quick smile at Barry. "My daughter is inside and has prepared lunch." "Lunch sounds great, I haven't eaten a thing all fucking day," Colette said, surprising Barry once again with her usage of the profanity. She looked over at her younger cousin and chuckled. "I've changed a bit cuz, you'll see," Colette told him. "I'm going to be 30 in a few years, it was time to lighten up." Barry nodded but he was still overwhelmed at the drastic changes in his cousin. He watched with fascination as she introduced herself to Michelle. The two women hugged and seemed to be hitting it off right away. Colette and Michelle were laughing and chatting and by now, it wasn't hard for Barry to recognize signals his girlfriend was sending out. She found Colette just as attractive as he did himself. "Is it just me or is Michelle flirting with my cousin?" Barry asked Candy. "It's not just you and you know Michelle, she's incorrigible at times," Candy smiled. "It doesn't look as if Colette is putting up too much of a fuss though." "No, she isn't," Barry observed. "I gotta tell ya, this new Colette is freaking me out a bit." Barry spent the entirety of the day in a state of arousal. Michelle changed into one of skimpiest swim suits and flaunted her perfect body, she loved to tease Barry and could be shameless about it. She worked out daily so that every inch of her was smooth and sleek and she loved the sun, so her skin was a lovely bronzed shade. Colette was in a white bikini that matched Michelle's for skimpy and she was a few inches taller than his girlfriend. Even Candy's one-piece was far from modest as it was cut low in front and high on the hips. He hoped that he would get a chance to work off his frustrations with Michelle later on tonight because his libido was raging about as high as it could go. He grilled steaks for all of them and watched them enjoy each other's company. If Colette suspected anything regarding his relationship with the both of them, she didn't let on. After dinner, the women all wanted to watch some movies. At 10, he found the film they had chosen to be far too much of a "chick flick" for him so he went up to bed. Barry assumed that Michelle would join him when it was done. As it had been a busy day, it didn't take him long to fall into a deep, satisfied slumber. He had no idea what time it was but knew that it must be late as there was a cool breeze coming in through the open window and he could hear crickets chirping. He felt a faint rustling and someone joined him in bed. He knew that Michelle was feeling frisky and he'd sensed that all day. His sexy girlfriend had joined him in bed and was already caressing him intimately. He fell back and let out a satisfied sigh. Just then, the moonlight illuminated her figure and face. It wasn't Michelle or even Candy. Colette had joined him in bed and was sucking and fondling his cock. "Surprise baby cuz, although you're not a baby anymore," Colette smiled and then resumed sucking him for a few more minutes. "Damn, none of the guys that I have ever fucked have had a rod as big as yours. You fucking bastard, I am going to enjoy myself with this." If Barry needed any further evidence how much his cousin had changed, he could have taken a photograph. Her body was meant to be lit by moonlight, it was slender and perfectly formed, with high breasts that tapered nicely into her body. There was a sensual sleekness to her and she seemed to enjoy what she was doing. At that moment, Barry seemed to regain his sense of decorum. "Shit Colette, it's not that you aren't good or - fuck - that I haven't thought about this for years, but Michelle's my girlfriend and I don't cheat on her, I'm not that kinda guy," He protested. Colette smiled and came up for air. "Wow -- what a cool guy you are, baby cuz. Hey, don't sweat it. It isn't cheating if your girlfriend tells you that she's okay with it, y'know?" "She did?" Barry said, not sure what to make of all of this. "She did," He heard Michelle's familiar laugh coming from the door. "Col and I spent a good part of today talking and she told me that she's between boyfriends. She told me if she had known how hot you were going to grow up to be, she would have been in your pants a lot earlier than this. I told her not to let me stop her and she could fuck you any time she wanted as long as you were cool with it and if I was free to watch or join in. She took it all in stride babe, are you sure you had Colette's number all those years ago?" For the first time, Barry noticed that aside from sexy black stockings and heels, his girlfriend wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing. "You're okay with Michelle joining us?" Asked an awestruck Barry? He just had no understanding of the new persona that had taken over his cousin although it might be an interesting journey to discover her. "Okay? If she doesn't, I'm going over there and dragging her into bed with us!" Colette smiled. Michelle looked at her boyfriend's cousin and a very happy, sensual smile crossed her face. She joined them in bed and instead of paying attention to her boyfriend, she and Colette began making out. Barry knew now that he had to be dreaming, no way was his cousin acting like a lesbian with his openly-bi girlfriend. Didn't matter, this was still freaking hot and he still wanted to enjoy as much of the action as he was able. "Hey buster, are you going to let the two of us do all the work?" Michelle's commanding tone could be heard in the room. Okay -- not a dream, the dream Michelle was a bit more docile. He grinned sheepishly and as Colette was the guest, he pulled her close and began kissing her while his girlfriend helped to remove the pale, gauzy lingerie Colette had been wearing. "He's a good kisser, holy fuck, I wish I'd known about this a lot sooner. I would have visited home a lot more often." Colette was kissing him with the hunger of his fantasy Colette and he felt himself ... um ... rising to the occasion. Colette gasped and looked at Michelle with newfound admiration. "You fuck that every day?" Colette whistled. "Lucky fucking bitch." "No, we fuck that every day," Candy said from the doorway. "I heard all the ruckus from downstairs and had to investigate. Obviously Colette isn't the prude you thought she was, Barry." At this point, Barry felt like sinking under the covers until he realized that Michelle was still caressing Colette and she didn't seem to be in the slightest bit freaked about this latest revelation. "He was right if we're talking about the old me," Colette said as she fondled Barry's semi-rigid tool. "I was Miss Polly Prissypants until I moved away from home. I'd only had sex once or twice and didn't much enjoy it. I knew I was pretty but my mother taught me that nice girls didn't dress like whores." "Shit, the old double standard again," Candy sighed. "I've always had a good body and I've never been afraid to show it." "Good for you, I now realize that you have the right attitude," Colette smiled and squeezed the tip of Barry's cock. "Don't worry stud, we'll get to you -- promise." She turned around and watched Candy's robe fall to the floor. Her eyes openly approved of the older woman's lean, supple body. "After I moved away from my parents, I found a beautiful condo that I really wanted to rent. Unfortunately, two other people had already beaten me to it. It didn't matter, as it was out of my price range anyway," Colette explained. "As it turned out, it was just outside of theirs too until they realized if the three of us pooled our money, we could easily make the rent. I liked Stella and her boyfriend and over coffee, we agreed to try being roomies." "So what happened next?" Candy said. She didn't want to be the only one that Barry hadn't kissed, so she gave him a little sugar while everyone paid attention to Colette's story. "Well, it didn't take long before I discovered that Stella, who is a tall, leggy blonde like myself, made her living as a nude model. Nils wasn't her boyfriend, he was her manager and her primary photographer. I was a bit uncomfortable with it at first, but they were both so nice and Stella had such an incredible body that I got used to it," Colette confessed. Continuing, Colette said "Stella would walk around our home in little or next-to nothing, she wasn't at all self-conscious about her body. It was her Swedish upbringing. Nils wasn't bothered by it, he said he'd seen her naked hundreds of times. He was always out hustling work for her and she was gone at least 3 days a week on photo assignments." "Sounds sexy," Michelle giggled. "One night, our heat went out and Stella asked if she could crawl in with me for warmth. I didn't think anything of it until she spooned up against me and one of her hands draped across my front. I felt very odd, as if I was aroused. I turned around and saw that Stella was grinning at me. She wasn't doing anything overt, but she knew that being so close to her fabulous body was arousing me," Colette sighed, recalling the moment vividly. "I asked her if she knew what having her beautiful body pressed so close to mine was doing to me." Colette groaned. "She gave me this coy smile and told me that she thought I was every bit as beautiful as she was and furthermore, Nils thought so too. She pressed closer to me and nuzzled my neck. Stella asked if I wanted her to stop. No, I most certainly did not want her to stop. I shook my head as best I was able and she began removing my night clothes. It was freezing in the condo but the both of us were burning up." Barry was hanging on every word of his cousin's story. That the Colette of his youth could turn into this woman was astonishing. "Her lips were as soft as a hummingbird's wing and her hands were everywhere. Every part of me kept screaming out that this was wrong and evil and perverted, but it couldn't be because it felt so good. When I felt her agile tongue fluttering between my legs, I lost it. I pushed her head down between my thighs until she made me cum," Colette panted as she recalled the story. "Wow," Michelle sighed, sucking one of Colette's pink nipples into her mouth while Colette still fondled her cousin's cock. "That was only the beginning. I knew right there and then that some of the things I had been taught were pure bullshit. I asked -- no, I practically begged - Stella to teach me about the things she had just done to me. She nodded and had me get on top of her and instructed me with patient, loving care. We were really into it when things changed a bit," Colette sighed. "I think I know what happened next," Michelle giggled. Colette nodded. "Nils came home and he wasn't angry about me being with Stella. He just smiled and said that it appeared as if his little sister had won the bet. His sister! I thought I'd done, heard and seen it all but I was oh-so wrong because Stella just told him to get naked and join the party. He did just that and I watched in total amazement as Stella started sucking her brother's cock. She told me that they had been doing this for quite some time and as I looked at his huge rod, I couldn't say that I blamed her. Incest or not, Nils was the kind of guy a girl just has to fuck. So we did -- and we still do to this day. I support myself the same way that Stella does, by modeling," Colette smiled as she concluded her story. "Oh wow, hot absolutely fucking hot," Michelle sighed as she moved between Colette's slender, model-perfect legs. She began licking Colette the way she had wanted to ever since meeting the sexy blonde, with eager delight. Now aware that her actions would not "freak out" Colette, Candy got between her daughter's legs and gave her equal treatment. Colette looked behind her and smiled. "When you've made her cum, I want to be next. Right now, I think my gorgeous cuz needs a good fucking. I'm under the impression that you naughty ladies had intended to behave while I was visiting here. I'm going to show you all why that won't be necessary!" Colette slid her lanky, perfect body on top of the cousin who'd been crushing on her for several years. She saw the satisfied look on his face and leaned over to kiss him. "Hang on cousin, I'm about to show you why the fantasy is so much better than the reality." Colette may have been a puritanical prig in an earlier incarnation, but that was long gone by now. This blonde tornado fucked with a fury that astonished even Michelle and Candy. The mother & daughter were locked in a heated `69' beside their shared boyfriend and yet neither of them could resist looking over every so often. Colette's granting of Barry's most fervent youthful fantasy was simply too good to ignore. Colette was stunned to find she was unable to wring an orgasm out of her younger cousin. "We have him well-trained," Candy purred, taking the younger blonde into her arms. "You said you wanted a go-around with Michelle, let me have him for a while." He's Got them Both Ch. 02 Colette nodded and watched as Candy let Barry fuck her from behind. The slim blonde watched in astonishment as she saw that she and Michelle had both met their match. No matter how accomplished they became, they would never be able to live up to Candy's sexual expertise. She moved her body back against the invading young man and kept him on his toes. Still, he did not cum. He looked back and saw his gorgeous, butterscotch-skinned girlfriend and Colette fall into a torrid embrace. If he told any of his high school friends about this night, they'd tell him that he was full of shit. "Oh God, oh fuck, what a wonderful group of fuckers you all are, I'm going to hate to go back home," Colette panted in between licks of Michelle's juicy pussy. "I never would have imagined I could have a vacation that would be this much fun." "No one's rushing you out of here, stay as long as you like," Barry suggested as Candy fell away from him, gasping for air. Colette's aqua eyes were wide as she saw his turgid cock was still ready to go. Two women he had fucked to orgasm and despite that, he himself had not yet cum. Michelle scooted away from Colette and pushed her boyfriend down on his back. Their connection was the most special and it was the deepest, the most intimate. They could do anything together because Michelle trusted Barry explicitly. He fucked her for a solid 15 minutes until her wails filled the house. "Okay, this simply isn't fair," Colette pouted. "Girls, let's show this bastard that we have what it takes to make him pop his nuts!" All three women descended on him and fellated him, played with his body and fondled his balls. Barry had endurance but he wasn't superhuman. When he finally came, the trio licked and sucked it dry. He looked at the clock and it was after 4 AM. Looking over at the girls, he saw the three of them had already fallen asleep. He laughed -- and women bitched when men did that! Colette, Michelle and Candy awoke the following morning to the smell of fresh blueberry pancakes and sausage. All three of them came down to breakfast in shorty robes and dug in. Colette got on the phone and called her roommates. "Yeah Stella, you heard me right," She said in a sensual, dulcet tone to her girlfriend. "I'm having the best time, mmm, yes baby, I do miss you though." A thought occurred to her. "Stella, lover," She purred to her girlfriend "Neither one of us have any modeling assignments for the next month or so. Couldn't you use a little vacation too? I promise you darling, you'll absolutely love my cousin." Colette winked at Barry.