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John & His Secrets Ch. 01

By: rwck1953



John & His Secrets Ch 1-- John lost innocence with Twin Aunty

My mother Nicole like my grandmother had me just before her nineteenth birthday. However, unlike my grandmother Liz who married another man, Nicole married my father but only 8 years later. My father Steve travelled a lot, busy building up a very successful import/export business, thus allowing us to live luxuriously with a mansion in one of the affluent suburbs in Sydney.

It was ironic that the youngest of my four aunties, Aunty Rosalind and I were born on the same day, August 8th. Everyone nicknamed us ‘the twin’. Growing up together under the same roof until my parents’ eventual wedding, Rosalind and I had been close and inseparable.

When we reached high school she even had a room in our waterfront house, spending most of her school days with us as part of Harrison family. Rosalind became my soul mate, trusted confidant sharing many secrets. We were indeed like a twin in every respect except biologically.

Rosalind not only exceptionally pretty, blessed with voluptuous body. I had fantasized over those two adorable breasts, even composed a secret video slide show of her topless and revealing photos.

As our actual 18th birthday was on school day, we had simple family dinner whilst the bigger birthday bash reserved for that weekend. We dined, reminisced the day when both my mother and grandma went to the same hospital to have us. It was well over midnight when I was able to be alone, after Rosalind went back to her own room.

Feeling horny I turned on my favourite slide show, stripped naked and began to wank myself off…

I was engrossed in my private fantasy world, “Yes, Rosie, they are so succulent and delicious. Let me suck them baby.” The two bouncing boobs delighted me…

...It was Rosalind’s turn, “Give it to me. Yes, suck it hard baby. You like it, don’t you?” I closed my eyes to experience Rosalind’s struggle with my huge and thick cock.

…Rosalind was pleading me to fuck her…. “Yes, let me fuck you hard Rosie. Oh yes… You are so wet, Rosie.” I pumped the full length of my huge 23cm (9 inch) cock at furious pace with my both hands, at almost uncontrollable pace while my eyes remained closed… My balls were tightening…finally released its load; my sweaty body released its tension…

Suddenly, soft moaning startled me. I turned to my side to find naked Rosalind sitting on the edge of my bed with panty and nightgown at her feet. Her both hands were busy, one with her left breast and one rubbing her pussy. I thought I had locked my door but… I froze for few seconds.

“Rosie…” Embarrassment quickly turned into amazement when I realised what Rosalind’s right hand was doing.

Rosalind’s eyes were staring at me but her mind was miles away. She spread her legs wider. The tempo of her right fingers increased, vigorously massaging her clitoris…

Her breasts were so inviting. I cupped her soft silky smooth breasts. My mouth attracted to the stiff swollen nipples. Rosalind moaned louder as I licked, sucked and feasted on them. How many times I had wanted to suck those two adorable breasts!

“Ooh…” Her breath became shorter and faster, body trembled…“Ooh…” Her left hand pushed my mouth hard against her left boob… Slowly her grip relaxed.

Rosalind was on her back. I was kneeling next to her. We stared at each other. “I…” Rosalind smiled, “I didn’t mean to invade your privacy. I didn’t know you have been using my photos for…”

I kissed her nose playfully and then my lips met hers for the first time… Our tongues explored each other’s mouth. I didn’t want to stop. How many times I had wanted to kiss her luscious lips!

I felt her boobs against me. “Your brother needs attention again.” She whispered in my ear. She sat up, stroked it curiously. Her single hand was too small for it, copied the way I had used both hands earlier…

The warmth and tenderness of body kindled my fantasy. “Rosie, may I fuck your breasts?” My voice was soft. I didn’t want to wake up my parents.

She nodded and then pressed her D-cup breasts invitingly together. I guided her into comfortable position… I made slow and long strokes while squeezing them tightly my cock. Rosalind’s both hands were on my butt, encouraging me on… Heavenly! How many times I had wanted to fuck her beautiful breasts!

Our eyes were always in contact. As the speed of my strokes picked up, so was the excitement on Rosalind’s face. It was too much for me and didn’t take long for me to shoot my second load onto her face. She giggled excitedly. Some cum accidentally went into her mouth. She didn’t swallow them, instead, open her mouth wide and rushed into my private bathroom.

“It’s two o’clock in the morning. We better go to sleep.” Her voice was soft, as she put on her panty and nightgown. Rosalind returned to her bedroom. I was exhausted yet very pleased. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep.

Next morning, we went to school as usual. She went about her daily business without raising or commenting on our early morning rendezvous.

***

My mother was aware of my sexual development, strong and at times insatiable urge to masturbate. We could discuss any sexual matter freely and frankly, topics included her personal sexual experiences, oral, anal to virginal sex, homosexuality to incestuous relationships and countless more.

She wasn’t surprised when I told her of my secret desire for Rosalind. “Darling, I know! I’m not blind.” was all she said with a sly look. I didn’t expect her to reprimand me but absence of her objection puzzled me. I learned of the truth later on August 22nd.

That weekend my parents and sisters decided to make a trip to our Blue Mountains holiday home, leaving me alone in Sydney. Normally Rosalind returned to be with her parents during weekends.

It was late morning as I returned from few games of tennis with Richard. After I had my usual long bath, with only boxer short on, I was in the kitchen preparing something to satisfy my hunger when Rosalind walked in.

“Are you hungry?”

Ignoring my question, she stared at me looking serious, “John, tell me frankly how you feel towards Alicia?”

“What type of question is that?” I had my sandwiches on a plate. “Both of you are two of the prettiest girls in perhaps our whole school and the best of friends. You know Alicia and I had dated several times but still just good friends. What happened? You looked serious!”

“Alicia’s birthday is only one week away.”

I nodded, “Oh! Is that what’s all about?” I took my sandwiches and half bottle of orange juice up to my room. Rosalind followed. “Rosalind, Alicia and I have never kept any secret from you.”

“I know! I’m just reminding you…” Growing up together practically as twin, how could I not know what was in Rosalind’s mind? I placed my both hands around her waist, “Rosie…” I looked at her.

She didn’t wait, tiptoed to plant her moist lips on mine. I responded passionately. Our last kiss perhaps was driven by lust, but on that occasion it was by completely different force, unstoppable one.

As our lips parted she pressed her breasts against me, brushing them gently against my bare chest. I removed her t-shirt and bra. She unzipped her jeans allowing it to drop to the floor but kept the panty on.

I lifted her gently to the bed. I kissed her eyes, nose, mouth, and every spot on her face, neck, moving to her shoulders then her breasts. My both hands coordinated with my mouth alternately enjoying each breast in turn. I felt her areolae and nipples swelled in my mouth… She moaned.

I moved down her abdomen to her navel, kissing it briefly, further down to her pelvic. I smell her pussy through her panty, pulling it off slowly to expose her slightly parted pussy lips. I touched both lips lightly, cupped and stroked the whole pussy with my palm. The overwhelming smell excited me, attracted me to smell her pussy…

Rosalind suddenly pushed my head, silently urging me to do more than just smelling. My tongue ran once along the full length of her moist pink slit. She moaned. I ran my tongue up and down again and again… I opened her pussy lips to have a better view, examined the mysterious anatomy. My tongue explored, licked and finally found her clitoris.

I licked it gently, causing her to moan louder, “Suck it! I want you to suck it gently.” Rosalind couldn’t keep her silent anymore. I followed her instructions… She knew exactly how she wanted me to treat her sensitive clitoris. She once told me it was the source centre of her countless orgasms. “Yes, suck it hard.” “Massage it with you moist lips and tongue…” … “Ooh…so gooood… Ooh…” She pressed my mouth against her pussy, as quivered…

It took her a while to release me. Resting on my elbows at her sides, I kissed her. My tiny boxer short couldn’t hide my huge cock, standing up like a beacon between my legs. She used her leg to pull it off, whispered, “I want you to fuck me.”

“No, Rosie, I don’t have condoms. You’ll get pregnant.”

She gave me a kiss, whispered, “I won’t! Just trust me will you?”

Any hesitation I had was evaporated with those few words. I rubbed my cock head along her soaking wet slippery slit. Perhaps Rosalind mistaken I couldn’t find her entrance, guided my huge rock-hard cock to it. I carefully pushed it slightly, engaging my cock head. The feeling of my imminent experience excited me. How many times I had been thinking of fucking her?

I pushed as my cock head disappeared into her pussy. It was so tight. The warmth and wetness of her pussy encouraged me to push further… Due to my inexperience and haste, I didn’t realise until Rosalind’s both hands held tightly to my arms, shivering with her eyes moist. I could see the pain on her face. I stopped to allow her to accommodate the pain and for pussy to accommodate to the size of my cock. When her hands relaxed, I pull out a little and pushed gently and carefully…

I bent down to give her a passionate kiss. I had penetrated nearly half length. I fucked her so gently and slowly that Rosalind was able to bear the pain of her pussy being stretched. With every stroke my cock went in a little further…to half depth, three-quarter depth…slowly, my cock penetrated deeper…

I fucked her rhythmically. When my cock was completely buried and disappeared totally into her pleasure box, I held it there for a while, savouring the tightness of her pussy gripping the full length of my cock. The sensation was incredible! The pain on Rosalind’s face had gone…she was smiling.

I was alternating my long with short strokes, the fucking sound resonating through the room. Rosalind responded to my tempo. She began to enjoy the fucking… I lasted surprisingly long, long enough to see Rosalind’s smiling face, moaning and pushing her pelvic up and down to match my rhythmic fuck. I could feel my orgasm was coming as my tempo increased… I buried my cock deep as my heaven gate opened. My cock pulsated… She moaned, “Ooh… It’s good, so good!”

I must have pumped gallons of cum into her as; I continued to fuck her until my cock was completely limp. Still inside her, I supported on my elbows lowered to give her a kiss. “Rosie, I love you.”

“I love too John…” Our sweat-covered bodies mingled with the sticky mess on her thighs, red pussy hair and bed cover. We kissed passionately…

After another half an hour of tender loving touches, Rosalind sat up. “Gee, what a mess!” She showed me a finger with a blood-stained cum. “Isn’t this the proof of my virginity?”

I smiled and gave her an approving nod. After helping her to clean up the mess with some tissues, I gave her a hug before we shared the sandwiches.

“Rosalind, why you are so sure you won’t be pregnant?”

She went to her little handbag took out a packet. “I’ve started on these, one week ago.”

“Rosie!”

“Why you are so surprised? Two days after our birthday, Nicole spoke to me privately about how I feel towards you sexually.” She smiled. “I had to tell her what happened that early morning and what was in my mind. We then discussed it with mum!”

“They condoned and encouraged our incestuous sexual relationship?”

“Avoiding pregnancy is their first priority. They don’t want me to make the same mistake they had made when they were 18 years old, Nicole and her classmate Steve, Liz and her innocence back in the 40’s.”

Rosalind in almost inaudible voice, added, “I told them I was determined to give my virginity to you, preferably to experience our first time together and then I revealed Alicia’s plan for her 18th birthday.”

I hugged her in my arms, commented, “I had of the same mind, just that I wasn’t sure how you felt about it! Rosalind, you are making my brother very happy.”

“Look, he is awake again…” She wriggled out of my arms, giggled, ran away trying to avoid my hands… I caught her in the lounge…

Rosalind never returned to her mum’s house that weekend. After countless rounds of orgasms, Rosalind and I were completely exhausted when our parents and sisters returned Sunday afternoon.

My secret desire for Rosalind was finally not a secret anymore, at least not to my parents, grandma and of course Rosalind!

John & His Secrets Ch. 02



Episode One: Scarlet’s wedding

27 years old Scarlet, my mum’s third sister was getting married in one week. The groom was overseas to finalise his important business deal before taking few weeks off for the wedding and honeymoon. There were so much to do around Scarlet’s apartment, painting was still to be finished and the furniture was in a mess.

“John, please help me. I’m going crazy.”

I agreed to help since it was during the long summer break after my second year of university. I finished those tasks, three days before her wedding, only few hours before the groom was due to return. However, the last painting task wasn’t finished until 1.00am in the morning. By then it was so late that Scarlet insisted I slept over at her apartment.

She was making our cups of tea when a cockroach startled her and burned her left little finger slightly. It wasn’t very serious so I jokingly placed her finger in my mouth and sucked it.

“It’ll be magically cured within seconds.”

Scarlet, like all her sisters, was gifted with excellent physical beauty. Secretly, I had been admiring her, especially one day I accidentally saw her naked in her room, being fucked by her fiancé. Sucking her little finger was only my excuse.

From one finger, two went into my mouth. Sensing no resistance, I soon licked up her arm to her shoulder. Still without resistance, I moved to her ear lobe, gently sucking it for a while.

“Sorry, I got carried away.” I stopped abruptly.

“Come on, the tea is getting cold!” I took my cup heading to the lounge, without looking at her.

“Harry has never sucked my earlobe before. It’s so sensual.” Scarlet commented as she followed me with her tea in her right hand and left fingers rubbing her left ear lobe.

“Does Rosalind like her earlobe to be sucked?’

“No, in fact that was the first time I have ever sucked an earlobe.”

Sitting on the sofa, she allowed me to suck her earlobe again…

I realised Scarlet was getting sexually excited by the experience. Her breathing became heavier and hands moved inside her nightgown. When she turned to face me, my lips involuntarily met hers. Her body melted into my arms. I was trembling with excitement.

“I’m finally kissing the sexy Scarlet, my aunty! Should I go all the way?” I was thinking to myself.

I found my hands moved from her back to succulent breasts, firmly squeezed them. Her nipples were hard. She moaned as I sucked them noisily…

I had decided to fuck her! I moved to pull off her panty. She tried to resist for the first time!

“No, John, my wedding is only three days away!”

I was naked, huge and hungry cock staring at her face. She could see the fire of lust in my eyes. My hand was still holding her panty, but motionless waiting for her to change her mind.

Slowly, she released her hand, lifted her butt slightly. The look of fear on her face strangely excited me further. I lifted her into position and parted her legs. She lifted her pelvic to meet me as I pointed the head at her entrance.

“Oh, my goodness, you are soaking wet!” I commented as I entered her slowly.

“Fuck me! Fuck me…” She demandingly hurried me. She pushed herself deeper into me. The pain or excitement I was not certain, but Scarlet held me firmly as her body quivered.

My cock stretched and buried its way into her tight tunnel.

“Slowly, John, slowly you are too big.” She pleaded.

I ignored her, pushed deeper and firmer into her. She quivered with every stroke I made… It took several minutes but it finally completely disappeared into her!

I held inside her for few seconds, pulled out slightly and shoved deep into her again. With every fucking stroke, it became longer and quicker… Scarlet was wild, urging me to fuck her faster.

After almost two years of sexual experience, I knew a female orgasm when I saw and felt one. It happened twice before I shot my load. I collapsed on the sofa with Scarlet under me.

Suddenly Scarlet pushed me away, “You took advantage of me!” I landed several feet away on the carpet.

Feeling sorry, she knelled next to me. “Are you hurt?”

“Yes!”

“Where is the hurt?”

“Here!” I pointed to my cock.

She wanted to pull my cock but was nimble enough to roll away.

“I didn’t take advantage of you. Be honest, you wanted it as much as I did! I saw Harry fucked you with his little dick and you didn’t even enjoy half as much!”

“When did you see us?”

“One month ago, through your open window of your room one Saturday afternoon.”

She slapped me but jokingly, “You are peeping tom too!”

She added immediately, “as a punishment, you have to fuck me again! Indeed, it was my first orgasm from fucking!”

The rest of the morning was wild and were still totally spent when Rosalind arrived not long after sunrise. By then, we had showered and cleaned up to cover the wild scene.

“John and I didn’t finish until only couple of hours ago!”

Scarlet explained our physical exhaustion. Technically she was right. It was not painting, but fucking!

“Well, at least it’s all finished now! You should be grateful to John.”

“Oh, yes, I’m very grateful, extremely thankful.” She gave me a hug.

“Harry should be pleasantly surprised as what we had done!” Her eyes gave me a seductive blink!

Scarlet and I never attempted to repeat our rendezvous, nor would we ever want to. A happy Scarlet walked down the aisle few days later.

Her piece of sofa became the symbol of our secret, a secret that brought sweet memory, perhaps, another episode of my later story!

Episode Two: Aunty Tamony’s personal agony

After I graduated with Bachelor of Business Studies, understandably my father wanted me to join his successful and expanding business. My father’s intention was to get me familiarised with all the operations of his business, starting with Sales and Marketing Department. Aunty Tamony, Rosalind’s 33 years old eldest sister, being second in charge, was to guide me.

Tamony was one aunty that I had admired but never too close with. She went to London when I was only seven years old to complete her communication degree and married her long time sweetheart Mike five years ago.

With excellent physical attributes and naturally gifted with communication skills, she had been very successful with the sales. She devoted plenty of her time and effort into her job. However, when I realised she often stayed back late unnecessarily, I realised thing was not as rosy as it seemed.

“Tamony, those paper works are not important. You can finish them easily tomorrow. It’s very late and should you be with Mike now?” I deliberately stayed back late one evening.

She didn’t look at me, calmly added, “I prefer to finish them early, John.”

“Aunty Tamony, is there anything wrong in your relationship with Mike?” I was always gifted with sense of deduction and judgement. I was sure something wasn’t right.

“No, what make you think so?” She still didn’t look at me.

“Aunty Tamony, do you want to talk about it?”

She began to pour out her personal agonies to me. How her marriage is slowly breaking apart because of her inability to get pregnant. The frustration began to take its toll.

“Mike has deformed and low sperm count. According to doctors it would be impossible for Mike to father any child.”

“There are other options and have both of you looked at them?”

“Yes, Mike was even keen to use donor sperm. We have applied for adoption but the list is so long that it would take years.”

“Well, you can go overseas!”

“We are looking at that option now. It has been affecting our sex lives too.”

“Look, aunty Tamony, tomorrow we are going to Melbourne for two days to meet all the clients there. Why don’t we talk more then? For now go home to Mike, tells him you love him, ok?”

She nodded her head, gave me a hug before switching off the light. I saw the difference in her from just talking about it.

The next day, we took an early flight. She was as radiant and attractive as ever. That one hour on the plane was the longest we had chatted, gave me enough insight into her personality, a capable and determined lady with very strong will!

The business side of thing wasn’t finished until very late afternoon, but still leaving plenty of time for Tamony and me to get ourselves ready for the excellent dinner and danced our night away. Holding her in my arms, she was so graceful. As the night wore on, I saw and felt a different Tamony in my arms.

“John, let’s go back to the hotel, shall we?”

It was across two streets but we seemed to be hurrying. The cool breeze fluttered her shoulder-length hair. The street light created a strange look on her face, unusually lusty.

“John, Rosalind told me a lot about you.”

“Am I surprised to hear that?”

“No, I mean sexually.” Her voice was hardly audible with the breeze.

“So, Rosalind has been leaking our sexual secrets to everyone?”

“No, it’s not the sexual details but your strong and insatiable sexual appetite!”

I didn’t reply because we had reached our hotel rooms. “Do you want to join me in my room continue to chat or you prefer to have a little privacy of your own?”

“What’s a little privacy?”

I had hardly closed the hotel door when Tamony hugged me, kissed me hungrily. She pressed her boobs against my chest, could feel her hard nipples yeaning for attention. She ground her pussy against my already stiff cock. She moaned.

She was shaking when helped me to take off my clothing. I wanted her so badly. I lifted her skirt, literally ripped her panty off. I lifted her whole body onto my cock; rammed it straight between her thighs. My 9 inch cock sank half into her in one stroke, disappeared completely in only the second push. She moaned, “Ohh, John. Fuck me hard. Yes, release the tension within me.” She wrapped her legs around my back. “Yes, fuck me… Yes, give it to me…fuck me.”

The rapid rattling of the door was not due to the strong wind outside but the tropical typhoon within. “Ohh…yes… Ohh…yes…” She responded to my rhythm rapid thrusts. Suddenly, I felt a stream of warm pussy juice flooded her pussy. She trembled uncontrollably, pussy muscle contracted spasmodically, gripping my cock. “Ohh…fuck…”

She griped my tightly. I felt expulsive contraction of my cock, sending warm cum deep inside her. The muscles of my whole lower body seemed to jerk and thrust convulsively. I clasped her body tighter, pushing my cock painfully deeper. I could feel the bottom of her vagina. The warmth sensation rippled through my whole body…

The sticky semen flowed down my thighs. My hands holding her soft butts could feel the same stickiness. I felt my cock rapidly losing the tightness of her pussy… The typhoon was all over but the destruction was only her soreness and the big deposition of my sperm inside her. She gave me a kiss.

I lowered her to the floor. She picked up her ripped panty, used it to wipe the sticky wet spills off her lower body. She straightened her skirt, smiled at me, “This is one of my sexiest panties, you know!”

It was a perfect start to our night. It had just begun!

With our clothes still next to the door, we moved to my bed. Tamony placed the flaccid, sticky warm cock in her mouth, sucked it. She licked the full length of it with her tongue.

Lying against the bed head, I enjoyed her attention. The sight of my cock popping in and out of her mouth revived my spirit. It stiffened and lengthened.

“You should teach Rosalind how to suck my cock!”

She temporarily stopped to look at me, smiled and continued. Encouraged, she pushed it deeper into her mouth, at the same time cleverly stroked and squeezed the lower half…

I had her on four knees, entered her doggie style. With my both hands cupping squeezing her big breasts, I rammed the cock filling her still very tight pussy. My balls hit the fresh of her butt hard. The slurping noise from her wet pussy was loud and the whole bed shook. She was moaning softly.

Having deposited my first load, it took me a long, long time for my second one. Not before, Tamony came several times. The second load was not as large but it overflowed! A delighted Tamony couldn’t contain her delight to see my sperm overflowing.

Totally spent, we hugged each other, almost immediately I drifted into my dream world.

We were almost late for our first appointment the next day. She was the happiest I had seen her for a long time, with spring in her legs. She couldn’t wipe the grin off her face.

With couple of hours to spare before our flight to Sydney, Tamony wanted me to fuck her, creaming every drop of my juice!

“John, do you mind keep this as our secret?”

I looked at her without reply. “Please, for my sake?”

Our rendezvous didn’t stop there. Regularly where time and circumstances permitted, Tamony took me to her apartment. Our sexual interludes became more physically adventurous, trying unimaginable positions and variations! For the first time, I tried anal sex. But the pain Tamony experienced discouraged me. I particularly enjoyed the oral skills of Tamony. She was wild and sexy, daring and imaginative.

We even took two days off to Brisbane on the pretence of business! It was two days of sexual ecstasy, pure delight. My aunty became my lover. The twelve years difference in age meant nothing when her pussy was still as tight and willing.

***

One late morning, two months after we started, she came to into my office smiling. The grin on her face was special.

“What’s up?”

“Yesterday, I went to see my doctor.”

I knew it had to happen and I wished it to happen. A gift that was so valuable to one who treasured it. Along the way, I enjoyed the experiences, enjoyed the process, freshness and excitement the affair brought.

“I’m four weeks pregnant!” She added immediately. Although expected, those words still tinkled so sweetly in my ears. “I’m four weeks pregnant!” Tamony repeated.

“Congratulation, Tamony. I’m so happy for you!”

The emotion overcame her. She cried. “Thank you, my darling, thank you!” She came around the table to give me a kiss.

I didn’t mind at all that our affair ended as suddenly as it started. It was only two months, but enjoyable two months. It had to end because it was our promise to her husband. The condition was to allow me to fuck Tamony unrestrainedly until she was pregnant or for a maximum of one year, whichever come first! She told me to keep our affair secret, not from Mike but to avoid embarrassment if she couldn’t realise her dream of getting pregnant with me.

She wanted to stop our affair also because her fear of miscarriage. “John, I hope you don’t mind. Although it was how we promised Mike, but never my intention to stop so soon after pregnancy unless you want to. I can still serve you orally if you want.”

“No! You don’t have to.” I felt being used, but I participated willingly.

“Shall we take an early lunch?” It was a phrase I had heard so often in the past two months but I wasn’t sure then what she actually meant.

She sensed my uncertainty, added, “I want both of us to enjoy ourselves with the freedom that we really wanted it.”

I wasn’t sure but gently stood up, followed her to her car.

***

He was a healthy beautiful bouncing boy, Robert Graham Richards. He wasn’t a Harrison but plenty of Harrison in him. Fortunately, he was so very much like her mother, blond, blue eyes with dimples. Perhaps it was relieved that he wasn’t a carbon copy of me physically, otherwise the ridicule Robert would have received later!

Mike was grateful and personally told me so. I could see happiness returned to Mike and Tamony, kissing so excitedly in front of the family members.

Holding Robert in her arms, Rosalind delightedly added, “He’s so cute! Look, he is smiling with you.”

What would she think had she known Robert was actually my son? What would my parents or grandma think? Who cares!

Mike and Tamony told everyone else in the families that she had opted for donor sperm obtained from the sperm bank. It didn’t matter who was the biological father as long as legally it was Mike’s son.

Postlude: My relationship with Aunty Rosalind continued

Rosalind had graduated with her Bachelor of Commerce majoring in accounting, joined a large Chartered Accountancy firm with a view to becoming a Chartered Accountant.

She was more mature, prettier with fuller adoring boobs. Her shoulder-length golden blond hair and beautiful blue eyes were still so captivating. Her two dimples had never failed to make my heart missed a beat or two.

Since 18 years old we had been living incestuously as ‘husband and wife’. The philosophical acceptance by our family members was undoubtedly obvious. My mother even opened a door from Rosalind’s room to my bathroom. Her access to that bathroom practically linked our two rooms and our access to each other privately!

Like any relationship, we have little quarrels and disagreements now and then, but strangely she displayed incredible tolerance towards my sexual unfaithfulness. On three occasions, Alicia on her 18th birthday; with our former classmate Patti and then a total stranger Imogen, Rosalind didn’t get angry!

Of course my secrets with her sisters Scarlet and Tamony later would always be my secrets.

I had such incredible sexual appetite, almost to the proportion of a maniac! It was a problem I was secretly feeling very ashamed of. Fortunately, I could discuss it openly with my mother and Rosalind. They helped me to cope with it. I was very appreciative of Rosalind’s contribution to calm me sexually.

Throughout, Rosalind showed complete devotion and total faithfulness to me. She neither dated anyone else nor interested in anyone. We never discussed our future. Perhaps we were too ashamed of our incestuous relationship to make it a public knowledge. It still astounded me why our mothers allowed us to carry on with our relationship so deeply and far!

Perhaps in one of the later chapters, we’ll know the truth.



John & His Secrets Ch. 03



Episode One: Mum & her beauty therapist

It wasn’t unusual for mum to spend hours with her personal beauty therapist because she was her own sister. However, having the treatment in either Angelina’s apartment or mum’s bedroom certainly was. Only handful of people knew exactly what treatment mum had been receiving.

Dad sanctioned it. Rosalind and I discovered the secret about two years ago. Grandma was definitely unhappy about it. She had never been too pleased that Angelina was a confessed lesbian. Liz was openly furious when Angelina told her she despised male sexually.

One morning grandma and mum invited me to have lunch with them. I thought it was to be one of those normal lunches our family members had with each other so often. Grandma didn’t beat around the bush. She shocked me with her opening words.

“John, I’m appreciative of your help to save Tamony’s marriage.”

I was stunned silent for few minutes. “Saving her marriage? I did what to save the marriage?”

Mum joined in, “John, grandma and I know that Robert is your biological son.”

Like a little boy caught stealing lollies from the lolly-jar, I was speechless, blushing. I could feel my face burning. I was not sure where to hide it.

“It’s alright, darling. Tamony had our blessing! She told you why she chose you, didn’t she?” I nodded.

“John, my darling, you do love grandma, don’t you?” I haven’t seen grandma that serious.

“Oh, undoubtedly grandma, I love you very much!” I was thinking that Tamony might be yearning for her second baby. I was looking forward to it!

“Then, I want you to seduce Angelina. I want you to show her a real cock can give her more pleasure than an artificial one! We, including Rosalind, unanimously decided you are the perfect candidate!”

“No! Can’t you get dad to help you?” My heart felt otherwise, beat faster and excited at the unexpected prospect. Ever since my sexual escapade with aunty Scarlet days prior to her wedding and then two-month of wild ‘seed planting’ with aunty Tamony, I had been fantasying about my remaining aunty!

Mum lowered her voice, “Dad has his premature ejaculation problem. A few second of poking isn’t going to convince Angelina! You can come home at 10 o’clock tomorrow and I’ll leave my bedroom door unlocked.”

“What’s wrong for being a lesbian? She might report me for rape if the non-consensual approach fails to convince her.”

Grandma confidently added, “You will! I know you will.” She was desperate. “You have to! I don’t want my daughter to be a lesbian.”

*** It was a lovely Friday morning. Angelina’s car was in the driveway. So I parked my car outside and went in through the front door quietly. As I tiptoed up the stair, the giggling from the master bedroom was clearly audible. The door was open. I went in quietly without knocking. The scene in the room was as expected. Both naked, mum was busy working on Angelina’s pussy with a dildo.

“Darling, aren’t you supposed to be in the office?” Mum was calm but looked surprised. 

“What an actor is my mum!” I thought to myself.

Angelina was blushing and shifting her body uneasily. Naturally, the sight warmed my heart and stirred my groin. I walked slowly to the edge of the bed with my rapid growing bulge. Without a single word, I ran my two fingers along Angelina’s pussy slit several times. I placed my fingers to her nostrils and then slowly, smelled them myself.

“Aunty Angel, your pussy smells good. Do you mind I have a taste of it? It must be delicious.”

She was surprised at how daring I was. Lying there hesitating, she stared at me for few minutes. Slowly she parted her legs, “only with your mouth and hands!”

She saw me stripping. “What are you doing?”

“Do you expect me to return to my office later with shirt and pant smelling of your pussy juice?”

“Keep your underwear on. You are only to use your mouth and hands!” She reminded me.

“No, you are equally disgusting!” She quickly closed her legs.

I let my fingers do the convincing. Having had six women and five years of sexual experience, getting her to relax her legs wasn’t difficult. However, I must be slick in my pretence and the key ingredient for the plan to succeed was the element of surprise!

Knelling between her legs, my unusually long tongue began to enjoy her pussy. I was sure she had closed her eyes to imagine I was yet another woman. It was dripping wet. Mum had clearly given her a thorough workout. I ran my tongue up and down her rosy slit. I had her clitoris between my moist lips, tickled it with my tongue. I rolled my long tongue and poked it inside her vagina. She moaned.

Encouraged, I continued to tongue fuck her, at the same time, massaged her prominent clitoris with my moisten fingers. She went wild as my rolled-up tongue went deep into her, tinkling her vagina wall… Suddenly she moaned louder and copious pussy juice flowed through the centre of my roll-up tongue down my throat, making a slurping sound! She pressed my mouth firmly against her.

My underwear could never hide my 9-inch raging stiff cock, which protruded gigantically above the elastic band, pointing painfully upward. Mum had secretly helped me to pull the restraint off.

I positioned my body, kissing my way up her abdomen, briefly stopped at her navel, and up to her succulent breasts. Angelina’s eyes were still shut, enjoyed her nipples to be sucked.

Mum saw me slowly wriggling my lower body. As if in perfect mental harmony, mum held my cock, squeezed it several times before guided its head at the entrance… It happened so quickly that Angelina was completely caught off guard! With a sudden push, nearly a quarter of my cock penetrated her. She struggled, trying to push me away. At almost 23 years old, I was too strong for her. She kicked her legs in vain. The look of fear on her face strangely excited me.

“No…” My mouth sealed hers to prevent verbal protest…

With her slippery wet pussy, my cock head went in several inches deeper… She pulled hard at my hair in vain attempt to stop me with my pain, physically continued to struggle. With every strong push, my cock sank deeper and deeper into her tight pussy…

…Her physical struggle ceased, body began to quiver slightly. Her breath became short and heavy, “No…” She continued to protest verbally but in almost inaudible voice. “Noo…” The drawn out ‘no’ became softer and softer…I could feel that she was fully stretched.

“Ohh…” Her body jerked violently but rhythmically with my tempo. I was not sure it was either her pain or pleasure but definitely not unwillingness. Her body continued to quiver.

Her hands stroked my back so gently. When I turned her over to fuck her doggie style, she was so willing and eager…a sense of relief flashed through my mind. I knew my mission was far from accomplished.

Her breasts bounced wildly, as the sound of my cock fucking her pussy, the creaking of the bed and the slapping my groin against her butt, mixed with her moaning, echoed in the luxurious bedroom.

Finally, it happened. Angelina’s body trembled, a flood of pussy juice warmed my cock, and pussy muscle pulsated, contracted and gripping my cock intermittently. It brought me unimaginable excitement and pushed me beyond conscious control. I gave a final deep thrust. I shot my load, a humongous load. Our muscles contracted in rhythmic harmony. I was sweating profoundly.

Slowly the muscles of our bodies relaxed… I gave her a kiss on the nose. She stared at me in silence and eyes sparkled. I wanted to pull out my limp cock. Unexpectedly, Angelina crossed her legs behind to prevent me from doing so.

“I like it inside me for a little longer. May be it will be hard again soon.”

“Oh, no, Aunty Angel, not after the way we have fucked! It will take a good while of resting.”

“Angel, I thought you hated cock inside your pussy. Why suddenly you refused the first one that entered it to pull out?” Mum teased.

“Nicole, it was so natural, the heavenly sensation, followed by a series of warm and powerful gushes. I have never come so powerfully, twice!”

She released her legs. My limp cock was still dripping with cum. I persuaded her to lick it clean.

Suddenly Angelina realised she would be late for her other clients’ appointment if she didn’t hurry! Looking at how happy she was when she went into the bathroom, I knew I had accomplished the mission grandma had entrusted to me, with flying colour!

*** I was still lying on the bed when I heard Angelina’s car drove off. Mum had not moved either. During those two hours in my attempt to give everything I had to Angelina, I totally ignored my mum.

I rolled to my side to face her. Mum was never ashamed of her nudity. But to be that close to her physically brought back memory.

“The last time we are this close was when you sneaked into my bed as a seven years old.” Mum recalled with a look of sadness. Her eyes were moist.

“Mum…” I gave her a hug. She pressed her breasts firmly against me. I felt her body shaking uncontrollably.

At 42 years old, she was as attractive and desirable as ever. She looked at least 10 years younger. She confessed last night that she started her relationship with Angelina purely to try to compensate for dad’s inadequacy.

I turned to smell her hair, kissed her forehead. Her both hands held my cheeks and planted her lips on mine… She was wild, seemed to lose her sense of dignity and control.

It must be eternity before she broke off her kiss. She again pressed her breast against me. “Oh, darling, how I wish dad has a cock like yours. Oh, darling, how I wish it was my pussy that you were pounding just now!”

The devilish lust on her face told me that a serious mistake was about to happen. Perhaps, it was a mistake that could have happened earlier, had I known that she had been suffering so badly for so long!

I looked at her sexually deprived body as she kissed her way down to my groin… Sitting against the bed head, I admired the way she expertly licked, sucked and stroked my cock. Once a while, she flicked her blond hair back to allow me to enjoy the view of my cock popping in and out of her mouth…

“Mum, you are a good cock sucker!” She obviously had plenty of practises with my dad’s. She was clearly delighted at my praising.

I tried to push her head but she stopped me. “Don’t! You interrupt my rhythm and choke me!”

She was deep-throating me! Among my six women, seven if including Angelina, Aunty Tamony was closest to her oral skill, yet it was David and Goliath in comparison!

Once a while, she stopped to look at me. Those two piercing blue eyes were so beautiful. When she smiled, her dimples were captivating.

“Mum, you are so beautiful.”

My cock was expertly revitalised. On her back, she opened her legs and arms to me. I was hesitating. I recalled her yesterday’s words vividly, “A few second of poking isn’t going to convince Angelina!” How pathetic! Those few words convinced me to accept grandma’s mission, also gave me the courage to help my mum.

“Fuck me, darling. I want you to fill me up like the way you did to Angel.”

Nervously, I held the head of my cock, aimed at her hairless pussy. I entered her slowly… I didn’t experience the tightness of a virgin but the sensation was still so powerful. Oh my goodness gracious, I was fucking my mum!

The tempo slowly increased, in and out, deep and shallow, fast and slow, side to side, up and down, I tried every way I could imagine. Without losing our eyes contact, mum responded my every forceful stroke. Her breasts and body shook wildly as I fucked her.

Her voice was sweet, “Yes, that’s right, honey, fuck me deep… Ohh… Bury that huge cock of yours deep inside me.”

I gave it to her hard. We swapped positions and changed tempo to prolong our fucking. She came once…twice in quick succession.

“Mum…I…oh mum…” I lost control. She locked my cock deep into her, squeezed every drop of my juice. She gave me a kiss on my forehead, smiled. She cuddled me like her precious baby, the way when I was little…

“Mum, may I cuddle you from behind like when I was little?” I asked after we had calmed down.

“Of course, my darling son, of course you are always welcome!”

We rolled into position. My hand cupped her breasts. My cock wasn’t halfway up her body but between her thighs. My nose wasn’t below her neck but smelling the top of her head. I had grown! My legs were long enough to lock hers, cock between thighs. I held in that comfortable position, eyes closed. Her body was as soft and tender as when I was a child.

I was not sure when I fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, she was still soundly asleep. I dared not move lest woke her up. My cock stiffened between her legs. I wriggled slightly and extremely slowly to position it.

I pushed a little…a little for fear of waking her. I pushed a little and at last I felt the moistness! Oh, my goodness gracious. I had finally done it! It was a lot easier. My cock had grown long enough to reach its target beyond her arse hole without having to adjust too much.

I pushed a little… Then suddenly, she parted her legs a little…wriggled a little… Still slowly, I pushed… At last it was penetrating her wet “hole’. It was the position I had intentionally tried to imitate when I saw dad did that to her once as a child.

Oh heavenly! Her response was so perfect and so harmoniously. As if we had been doing that many times before, so smoothly, we rocked in complete unison. She lifted her legs to allow my long cock to penetrate deeper, two willing souls trying to reach heavenly nirvana.

As my cock pumped in and out of her vagina, I experienced something I thought it was not possible. Her pussy muscle loosened and tightened rhythmically. She could control her pussy muscle! The pressure it exerted on my cock at the perfect moment when it fully penetrated her, gave me totally indescribable pleasure and experience.

“Oh mum, you are good.” I couldn’t help but praised her again.

I wasn’t sure how long it lasted, but it went on and on…the intensity was immense…then she came explosively. I followed almost immediately. I didn’t want to pull it out, wanted to remain in there forever!

I must have fallen asleep again. The alarm on her bedside table woke me up with mum no where in sight. I found her note next to me, “I’m picking up your sisters from school. You better get yourself off my bed!”

Mum prepared my favourite roast lamb with baked pumpkin for dinner that evening. After everyone else left the dining table, mum came back with a tiny bowl. She intentionally undid couple of buttons to reveal sexily her naked breasts.

“Darling, this is the special dessert I have prepared for you.”

I had gut feeling that grandma’s mission accomplished more than I had anticipated!

Episode Two: Mum reveals ‘The Truth’

A month later, grandma Liz and Roger, aunty Tamony and Mike with their 10-month old Robert, a very pregnant aunty Scarlet and Peter, gathered in my house early Saturday morning to celebrate our belated 23rd birthday. Coincidentally it was also Angelina’s 32nd birthday.

While the males went for their usual nine holes of Saturday golf, the ladies were supposed to set up the barbeque and the table. When we returned at about 10 o’clock, not much was done. Grandma, with her five daughters were still busy in the kitchen laughing and apparently in very good mood.

Roger couldn’t contain his curiosity, “Ladies, any interesting news to share with us?”

I haven’t seen grandma in happier mood. She replied, “Angel has just told us that she is confirmed four-weeks pregnant!”

Walking past with my glass of orange juice, I nearly stumbled. Angelina standing nearby steadied me.

Mike joined in, “Gee, Angel is pregnant! I thought she was a confessed les…”

“Ya, ya, ya, I was a confessed lesbian!” Angelina interrupted him. “One can be a bi-sexual and unaware of it, you know. You can make fun of me but I’m happy that it had happened.”

Peter asked, “Who is the lucky man to have begotten the child?”

“That, Peter, I afraid is the privileged information at this stage.”

I knew it wouldn’t be a secret for long. At least for that moment, I was saved from embarrassment.

*** Privately, I was very disturbed with the news that Angelina was pregnant with my child. I partially blamed mum for that consequence!

I took her aside and asked frankly, “Mum, you know Angelina’s period so well. Why didn’t you warn me, instead be a party to it?”

“Darling, it was grandma’s idea, just in case she wasn’t convinced by your performance.”

“Shouldn’t I have a say in this?”

Mum smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

I had always suspected there must be good reasons for grandma and mum to allow my relationship with Rosalind, fathering Robert and now getting Angelina pregnant. I felt it was time to sort out the truth.

“Mum, you have to tell me why you and grandma are not disturbed by these incestuous relationships. I know in New South Wales, it isn’t illegal for aunties and nephews to have sexual relationship. But don’t I deserve at least an explanation?” I demanded.

“Are you worried by incest?”

“Noo…” I was blushing, thinking of my recent habit of having early lunch trip home. “No, I don’t mean that!”

“Mum… You know what I mean!”

“You mean not so incestuous incest?”

I forced myself a smile. She held my both hands. “Alright, darling, I know what you mean. Ok, I owe you an explanation. I will tell you the truth but has to be in front of everyone else.”

Later, when everyone gathered in the lounge after the meal, mum gave me a paper. “This is my birth certificate.”

I read the relevant lines loudly:

Name of Child: Nicole Elizabeth Stevens Name of Mother: Debra Rose Stevens The space was left blank for the name of the father.

I murmured, “Debra Rose Stevens, grandma’s cousin sister?”

“Yes!”

I looked up, “You are not grandma’s daughter?”

“Yes, I was not even her adopted daughter! The story is long and complicated. That’s why mum has been very reluctant to allow me to reveal it if ever possible!”

She sighed, took a deep breath and sat next to me, continued, “In brief, shortly after Debra’s mum passed away, her step father, Bruce Hutchison, got her pregnant. She was only 22 years old then. He was almost three times her age!”

My mother was too emotional to continue. Liz took over, “Unfortunately, Debra died during the difficult childbirth. With both her biological parents gone and Bruce refused to accept responsibility, Nicole lived with us for a while. Later Roger and I were granted Nicole’s guardianship. We left London for Australia because we wanted Nicole to start a new life.”

“Mum has always treated me as her own daughter.” She gave Liz a hug.

“John, you are never that closely blood related to any of your aunties. I think it’s twice or thrice removed is the term they used legally. You can married Rosalind legally and have children with them safely.” Liz added.

“You are still my grandma, aren’t you?”

“Of course, darling. I’m always your grandma.” She gave me a hug. “We better set the record straight with our friends and relatives.”

She gave Mike and Tamony a smile that only few could understand. The sudden twist of events stunned me. I was excited and yet remained surprisingly calm.

“Apparently, Bruce was a sex maniac…” Mum added.

Liz quickly interrupted her, “Bruce had strong sexual appetite but definitely not a sex maniac. In fact he was very handsome and I couldn’t blame Debra to be a willing partner in producing Nicole!”

She turned to Nicole, “Nicole, you shouldn’t hold that much hatred towards him for not accepting his responsibility! At least he left plenty of inheritance for you. How could your business be that successful without that initial capital?”

For the first time, I fully comprehended where my strong and at times uncontrollable sexual urges coming from: my biological grandpa! I suspected he had huge cock like mine too. (Indeed, Liz later confirmed my suspicion. I inherited my exceptional anatomy and strong sexual appetite from Bruce. My father had an absolutely normal 6-inch cock!)




John & His Secrets Ch. 03



Rosalind gave me an understanding smile. She was still curious. “How come Nicole has all the physical features you have?”

“Debra’s mother and my mother were identical twins! We inherited our exact features from them.”

The celebration was so much sweeter for Rosalind and me. To be able to openly showing our affection meant a lot to me. I was happy, so very happy.

Impulsively, I took a plastic ring from a soft drink bottle and knelled in front of Rosalind, “Rosie, are you willing to be my wife, now that you aren’t truly my aunty?”

“Of course I will! Am I that cheap that you propose with an oversized plastic ring? Look, it’s even too big for my thumb.”

Everyone burst into laughter…

Rosalind and I couldn’t wait to email as many of our friends, who knew we were aunty and nephew. They were mostly our former school mates. We had never introduced ourselves as aunty and nephew to those subsequent friends we made during and after our university days. We introduced ourselves as distant cousins. As it turned out, it was closer to the truth.

*** My fiancée Rosalind and I accepted Angelina’s offer to spend a weekend with her. The spacious two-bedroom wasn’t far from my parents’ house, within few minutes’ leisurely stroll.

The fun began with our trip to the fish market that afternoon. The fantastic meal Angelina served that evening was only the foretaste of the pleasure to come. It could be the oysters that served as entrée provided the aphrodisiacal effect, or the wine, or perhaps, dining naked with two such voluptuous women was just too much for me. Angelina was by then a true heterosexual convert, provided the excellent freshness and variations to my sexual adventures.

Putting dessert on my cock and licked it clean was her way to make up for what she had missed for so long! She reminded me of Rosalind when she first started to learn her oral skill, clumsy but delightful! ‘Fun’ was the key word.

I never realised Rosalind was such an efficient pussy worker! She seemed to be so familiar with the way Angelina wanted her pussy to be licked, sucked and finger-fucked. The way they stopped to look at each other occasionally pleased me. I suspected it wasn’t the first time!

I continued to enjoy the remaining few drops of the red wine while the two sisters did all the work…

Three hours later, I had lost count the numbers of times I had swapped between the two pussies. I knew I had come once inside Rosalind’s, once in Angelina’s mouth and was about to come third time. Angelina was nearly passed out as I rammed into her furiously… The third massive explosion completely drained me. I collapsed on her bed panting… I remembered the world was such a lovely place before I dosed off!

Next day, it was late morning when I opened my eyes. The sun peeped through the half-drawn curtain. Two naked sisters were still snuggled up to me, one on each side. It was Sunday. The world was still as lovely as before.

Her sudden urge to vomit reminded me that Angelina was pregnant. “Do you need to have something?” I brushed her long ruffled hair off her face.

“Let me get it.” I didn’t realise Rosalind was also awake.

I saw the familiar naked body disappeared out of the bedroom door, without even waiting for Angelina’s reply. Indeed the world was still wonderful.

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John & His Secrets Ch. 04



Introduction: Family business & situation update

After more than twenty years of hard work my parents turned mum's few million dollars of inheritance into a successful import & export business. Its net worth was at least 200 million dollars. Harrison Doyle Enterprises had impressive warehousing, transportation and distribution networks throughout all states and territories in Australia.

My mother had the majority share holding, but it was dad who put in enormous amount of effort. He was the main driving force behind the success.

As their only son, my parents had always pinned the hope on me to one day continue the good work. Mum introduced me to the family business early. From the age of sixteen she made sure I spent part of my long summer holidays with different departments, especially in her fields of expertise: public relation, sales and marketing.

In the short few years since my graduation, they were not disappointed. I showed similar dedication and prepared to put in long hours, most importantly, proved to be as capable. They progressively gave me greater responsibility and worked my way up the company structure.

Whilst my parents were credited with my personal development, my fiancée must be admired for taking care of my sexual life. Rosalind's devotion to me was unique. She remained steadfastly faithful in spite of my string of 'extra-affairs' with other females. I had had eight different pussies including hers and all her sisters', within five years after my eighteenth birthday. Looking at it differently, I could have thrice as many had I taken up all my opportunity.

Chapter 03 episode 1 recalled how I sexually surprised Rosalind's second sister Angelina. To update the readers, she gave birth to a beautiful daughter, Lauren Joanne Doyle, nine months later in April 1998.

In the same episode, I also revealed that I had my own mum twice within couple of hours that afternoon.

Episode One: Mum's steadfast love for her only son

Mum and I had a soul-searching discussion late that night. Neither of us spoke about regret nor attempted to blame anyone. Rather it was whether to confess to our partners. Mum was very insistence that our secret be kept as such, as our secret! She successfully discouraged me to confess to Rosalind. She didn't tell dad either.

Saturday July 13th, the following night, everyone was at home. I was in the mini-theatre, our sound-proof music and television room. There was an unspoken understanding in the house that no one should disturb the occupant should the door be closed after midnight. It was my habit to watch movies there without having to worry about disturbing anyone else's sleep.

Without warning a figure blocked my view, rudely interrupted my enjoyment. From the dim light available from the screen and the wall behind, I saw mum stood in front of me in her nightgown that hardly served its purpose. She made no attempt to hide her hard nipples and swollen areola. Her clean-shaven pussy was in a mess with sticky wetness that glistened even under the dim light. She looked and smelled like an animal in heat!

Without a single word, she kneeled between my legs. Before she could bring her moist lips into action, she found my cock was already in its most majestic condition, courtesy of the graphic rape scenes in the x-rated movie I was watching. She took a quick glance at the movie, wasting no time, she sat astride my lap. In one gasping motion my cock completely disappeared into her slippery vagina. Clasping my shoulders with both hands, she rocked her pelvis. Her pussy muscle gave my cock a few squeezes, pumping up and down like a sexually starved woman.

My hands followed to her bouncing breasts, pinched her two hard nipples as she moaned. She thrust her body furiously up and down my cock. She fucked me so wildly that on several occasions my fingers slipped from her nipples.

It didn't take long for her to come forcefully, screaming and digging her nails into my fresh. I wasn't too far away. She expertly controlled her pussy muscle, sent me over the cliff. My cock throbbed and exploded... Sticky cum overflowed on to my lap and thighs.

We stared at each other in silence as our bodies calmed down. She kissed my forehead, took some paper towels held them tightly under her dripping pussy and disappeared behind the sofa. I was left alone to ponder by myself. It was a risky quickie but completed the task dad inconsiderably left unfinished. For the first time I needn't have to interrupt Rosalind in her sleep after watching an x-rated movie!

My relationship with mum had never been the same since. We had regular sexual intercourse, fucked whenever we had the opportunity. Discreet wasn't exactly the right word, but we remained undetected.

She looked at least ten years younger with the amount of effort and resources she put into her physical body. On most occasions to the delight of my mum, strangers mistook her for my sister. I couldn't blame them.

She particularly looked forward to engage in our unrestrained unhurried sexual indulgence when both Rosalind and dad were away overnight. In that situation, time seemed to pass too quickly.

The day in question was a cold winter night. Despite having heater on, mum had couple of blankets out when we sat on the sofas to watch a scary movie. My twin sisters were on separate sofa sharing one. The youngest sister snuggled against mum sharing the second, with me sitting next to mum on her other side of the same sofa. With the dim lighting my right hand under the cover of the blanket wandered under mum's nightgown.

Mum very slowly parted her legs for my hand to access her naked pussy. "Darling let me hold your hands." She whispered into my sister's ears. Mum didn't want her hands to accidentally wander to where mine was.

Within minutes I could feel her wetness increased, clitoris swelled, lips became softer and thicker. Mum was struggling to keep still. The loud surround-sound drowned mum's soft moaning. The built up was slow but intense...

The risk, the excitement and pleasure became too much for mum. She climaxed! She wriggled and her sudden scream luckily coincided perfectly with the scream on the movie. Only her quick control of herself prevented any embarrassing exposure! It took her vagina long time to stop pulsating with my two fingers buried deep inside her. The fabric of the nightgown under her was soaked wet.

"Mum, I don't want to watch any more. It's too scary. I want to go to bed." My youngest sister whispered. Mum took my hand away from her vagina, stood up to give her a hug.

"Ok, goodnight, sweetheart. Do you want me to walk you to your bed?"

"No mum, I'm not a little baby anymore!" Mum gave my 13 years old sister another hug. She disappeared behind us.

Mum covered the blanket over both of us. She wanted to reciprocate but I signalled her to wait. The movie ended after another half an hour.

Lying on my bed naked, the thick quilt couldn't hide the hard-on I had. The 9-inch of it stood upright, pushing the quilt ridiculously high. Within ten minutes, a familiar figure entered the bedroom. Before she could lie down next to me, I already had her on her knees and arms. I rammed my full length into her in one wild thrust. She struggled to keep her balance as the bed shook violently. The slapping my flesh against her butt, the sound of my fucking cock drowning in her juice, intermixed with mum's deep breathing and moaning excited me more. The assault was too violent for her to do anything else but allowed her body to be violated...

Mum came first and then almost simultaneously I came after giving her one last thrust. My cock throbbed... She collapsed with me on top of her, cock continued to throb. She didn't move and I didn't move either.

I wasn't sure how long later, mum's wriggle woke me up. My limp cock had slipped out. I rolled to her side. A warm hand gently stroked my chest, playfully stopped at my nipples... From experiences I knew I wouldn't be getting too much sleep before sunrise.

Mum literally was my lover, or more correctly, I was mum's lover. On several occasions we pushed our risk of being discovered to the limit. We even had quickie once whilst dad was having his bath!

It was smooth sailing for us from July 1997 to July 1999, until one month before my 25th birthday. By then Rosalind completed her five gruesome semesters of studies to qualify as a Chartered Accountant. As planned, she joined our family business as Deputy Financial Manager.

With Rosalind working in the same office, having lunches together most of the times, the opportunity for mum and me to get away became increasingly less. My promotion to fill the vacated position of Deputy General Manager for Sales and Marketing didn't help either. Still, I managed somehow to keep my mum happy.

Interlude: Moving out & the Wedding

Finally after two years of engagement, with her studies out of the way and employment settled, Rosalind and I were able to set our wedding date: Saturday November 6th. Rosalind, the most adorable woman in the world, was always very immaculate in everything she did. It was the same with her preparation for our wedding and honeymoon. 

With the imminent wedding Rosalind and I planned to buy an apartment of our own. It was inevitable but mum knew the implication of me moving too far away. As always the case mum's mind was always one step ahead. As if with divine blessing, our immediate neighbour's property was up for sale. It wasn't difficult for her to convince dad to purchase it as our wedding gift.

Rosalind and I had been fortunate because it was worth several million dollars! The land was of similar size but residential building was smaller. It still commanded impressive five bedrooms with a triple car garage, impressive garden and an ocean view. The newly renovated residence required minimal modification. We moved in one month prior to our wedding on October 9th.

The dynamic of my incestuous relationship with mum inevitably changed after I moved out. We debated whether to keep our affair going because my guilt began to bug me. I felt I had cheated dad and Rosalind long enough. In the end I succumbed to mum's insistence. My love for mum overtook all my other sentiments. We did the best we could with only limited opportunity!

In the meantime, the preparation for the wedding continued. Rosalind and our mothers enlisted the professionals to arrange and prepare for everything, yet we were still so busy.

The wedding turned out to be quite a gland one for Harrison and Doyle families. My parents used the event to foster closer friendships with our important business contacts and clients. It must have costed my parents quite a sum of money.

The garden ceremony, reception and the banquet went smoothly. We had simple marriage vow excluded 'forsake all others'. Rosalind Elizabeth Doyle became Rosalind Elizabeth Harrison.

Our wedding night in the honeymoon suite of the Sydney Intercontinental Hotel was as special as our first time. She was radiant and beautiful in her wedding dress.

"Darling, you are the most beautiful woman in the world!" I couldn't contain my excitement. The woman, who had given me faithful support for so many years, was legally mine. I was literally shaking with emotion when I held her in my arms. "Darling, I love you."

"I love you too!"

Our lips met. My excitement was as strong as that day on August 22nd 1992, when we made love for the first time. She pressed her breasts firmly against my chest, rocking them ever so gently. Our tongues explored the depth of our mouths.

Slowly, involuntarily, my hands wandered down to her butt, pressed her pussy against my already stiff cock. She moaned. We broke our kiss, hurried to strip me naked. Rosalind removed her panty then stood there like angel in ivory white, smiling.

"My precious darling..." I opened my arms to her. The previous routine was repeated.

The silky fabric that separated my cock from her pussy gave me that feeling of special softness. Lying on the bed, I could see the dampness permeated. The wetness on her wedding gown spread in size. My cock moulded it into the outline of her pussy. I had just started to push a portion into the entrance of her vagina when Rosalind murmured, "Darling, please fuck me! I can't stand it anymore."

I lifted the hem of her wedding gown and thrust my cock deep into her vagina. She was wild... I was violent... I fucked my angelic Rosalind still in her wedding gown. The tiredness of the day had disappeared...

We came together explosively. Collapsed on top of her, we kissed passionately. She smiled so sweetly.

After some twenty minutes, I attempted to unzip her wedding gown. She shook her head very slowly. "Darling, come on! Are you going to kill me? Have pity on me! My makeup is in a mess, a smelly body and a badly stained wedding dress is still on me!"

She gave me a kiss, whispered in my ear. "Let's have a long and relaxing bath together. You need to a rest too."

She was still wobbly when she stood up to remove her wedding gown. "I hope the dry cleaner understands the stains on this gown. After all it's our wedding night. Look, both front and back!" She showed me the gown.

A leisurely bath together rejuvenated us...

Our honeymoon was fun-filled three-week trip around Egypt. We couldn't be happier with our wedding and honeymoon.

Episode Two: Rosalind's undeniable love & dedication to her husband

Rosalind and I devoted a lot of our time and effort into continuing the good work my parents had done to build up our family business. With a very low debt to equity level, Rosalind was given the special task to seek for value-adding acquisitions.

One of my tasks as deputy head of Sales and Marketing department was to make sure our clients were happy. We went to extraordinary length to make sure of that! We allocated budget and arranged resources. During one of my business trips to Singapore in mid 1999, one of our most important clients mentioned that his relative wanted to send his daughter to Sydney to further her education. I offered to help. With contracts worth millions of dollars per annum, I had no choice.

The task was delegated to Rosalind. Despite busy with our wedding preparation she secured a place in the foundation course in a local university. She arranged the girl and her parents to fly to Sydney to spend a week with us after we returned from honeymoon.

What astounded me was that she offered the girl to board with us instead of finding her an apartment! I had no reason not to trust her in her judgement as I had done so ever since we could understand each other as toddlers. Of course Isabella and her parents were only too happy to accept our generosity.

Isabella Meng Tong arrived in January 2000 to begin her studies. 17 years old Isabella couldn't be happier to be in Sydney. She seemed to be mature for her age, had immediate excellent rapport with Rosalind.

Like most landladies, Rosalind set down a few strict house rules. In the end, all her fears and doubts were unfounded. Isabella turned out to be honest, trustworthy, genuinely friendly and warm. What I liked about her was the way she showed respect to both Rosalind and me. 'Yes sir' was her habitual way to give affirmation to my instruction. She offered to cook when we were busy and cooked excellent Chinese meals too.

When she turned 18 years old on June 25th, we celebrated with her in style. I was pleased that Rosalind and her were getting on well, be excellent companion to Rosalind when I travelled interstates or overseas.

On the day of our 26th birthday, August 8th, I was in Melbourne for supposedly two days of important business dealing. With the good fortune I secured the contract a day early. I returned to Sydney unannounced to surprise Rosalind, without ringing her first from the airport. Instead, she surprised me! To find Rosalind naked in the lounge with Isabella was totally unexpected.

During the subsequent frank discussion and confessions, how shock I was to learn that it was a few-months-old relationship. Their mutual attraction started that very moment they met at the Sydney Airport!

I wasn't angry that Rosalind started her third such relationship. But disappointed with the way she kept it from me. She was extremely apologetic and remorseful.

"Rosalind and I kept it from you for a reason." Isabella interjected. Rosalind turned to smile at her.

"Darling, Isabella and I had wanted to surprise you. But your sudden trip to Melbourne spoiled our plan."

"What surprise?" You didn't need the brain of Albert Einstein to figure it out. I pretended.

Isabella opened her legs a little wider. The girls smiled at each other. Suddenly my wariness from my plane trip was gone. The bulge was beginning to show.

"You do want to fuck me, don't you? I'm still a virgin, you know." I wasn't sure how to react. For the first time, I was dumbfounded. "I'm safe from pregnancy, if that's what worries you. I'm on pills."

Any hesitation I had after she mentioned the word 'virgin' disappeared with her final assurance. The memory of the first time with my first two girls, Rosalind and Alicia came flooding back: the first smell and taste of pussy, their tightness and pain, the blood and semen stained bed sheets. Magical 18 years old virgin!

I allowed Rosalind to remove my coat and tie. I took over...leaving a trail to the master bedroom. I saw Rosalind lined the bed with a white cloth and left the room.

Isabella wasn't as endowed as Rosalind's but still a reasonably sized pair to get excited, 33C. Before I could get to them, Isabella sat on the bed, marvelled at the piece of meat between my legs.

"It's so huge! Are you sure it can get inside?"

"Play with it!" My voice was surprisingly firm.

She stroked it gently, pulled my foreskin back and forth, "I saw my brother masturbated like this. But yours is twice as huge as his." She smiled excitedly at me.

"Kiss it, lick it." I ordered. Slowly under my guidance she wrapped her mouth around the tip... I was impatience with her inexperience and the sight of her pussy was too tempting for me.

"Lie down and open your legs. Let me see your pussy."

I saw thin soft inner folds of lips on each side of a moist pink slit, joined at the top to the prominent hard clitoris. The outer lips were unusually large, but soft and tender. Below the tiny centre hole there was another small opening. It was neat and tidy. Whilst Rosalind's had been severely enlarged by my eight years of stretching and pounding, Isabella's was truly unadulterated. That tiny vagina opening that only one little finger could enter.

I licked it with delight. Slowly my tongue moved up the slit, to inside of both lips. She wriggled excitedly... When I licked her clitoris, she moaned softly. For half an hour, I enjoyed her virgin pussy, clean and honey-sweet pussy. Her moaning became louder as my tongue-fucked her vagina, teasing her as she flooded my mouth with her juice.

I stopped for my breath of fresh air, kissed her lips for the first time. She trembled. Her deep heavy breathing became heavier. She was a good kisser!

I playfully ran my cock along her slit, gently positioned it at her entrance and thrust. I could hardly able to get my head into her vagina. She was truly a virgin! I pushed gently. My head slipped inside, feeling the immersed tightness. I savoured the moment. Slowly, with my eyes concentrating on her big beautiful eyes, I thrust... Her both hands clasped tightly to my arms as she bore the pain admirably.

Slowly I fucked her, penetrating deeper inch by inch with every stroke. I stopped momentarily in short intervals to allow her vagina to stretch and accommodate my massive cock. When I finally penetrated her completely, she smiled.

"Do you like it?"

"No. Yes, yes! But it's so painful."




John & His Secrets Ch. 04



My tempo was still very slow, for her vagina was too tight to be wasted with anything else but slow fucking. I had the whole afternoon to enjoy her... As her grips on my arms relaxed, my tempo increased. The anxiety on her face turned to delight.

"John, please fuck me faster like the way I saw you fucked Rosalind."

"You saw me fucking my wife?"

"You have to be punished!"

I chose to enjoy her tightness further with slow and teasing fucking. However when I increased my tempo, she responded with good rhythm. She came surprisingly quickly. It was unmistakable. I stopped temporarily to feel the pulsation and visually enjoyed the slight quivering of her body.

The joy I saw on her face strangely warmed my heart and I exploded. Just as I did, the second wave hit her! I stood at the edge of my bed for long time, stared intensely at her. Her long silky dark hair spread widely and wildly around the bed. Her dark brown eyes were so beautiful. The unblemished smooth skin... I was mesmerised.

"She isn't that bad, is she?" I heard the familiar voice from the direction of the doorway. I turned to smile at her.

I pulled out, pointed my cock to Isabella's mouth. "Suck it clean!"

She sat upright, obediently sucked and licked it and then shed a few tears of joy. She smiled at me. "I want to be your lover! I want to obey your commands." Her words were firm and determined.

"Thank you Isabella."

Rosalind was fingering herself as she walked slowly towards the bed. "Isabella, where were we when we were so rudely interrupted?"

I disappeared into the en-suite for a leisurely long bath. Unfortunately, I felt asleep! When I came back to the room, Rosalind was sleeping so peacefully with Isabella in her arms.

I looked at the blood and semen-stained piece of white cloth on the floor. I smiled to myself. A strange warm feeling flashed through my body. "Was this the reason why Rosalind offered Isabella the full board?"

A body physically unadulterated and sexually innocent, she could easily be trained in the ways we both wanted. Having an eighteen years old conveniently staying within the same house as our lover, Rosalind and I couldn't ask for more.

The limitations and rules Rosalind imposed on Isabella were slowly lifted. They became totally irrelevant. Instead, bonuses were issued and gifts generously bestowed.

Our threesome relationship surpassed the one we had with Angelina. Our sexual adventures could fill several chapters but let me provide one sample for readers to enjoy and to finish off this chapter four.

It was Sunday, August 19th. Rosalind decided to celebrate what she called 'the official bonding between sisters'. Simply, Rosalind and Isabella had agreed to seal their portion of our relationship with the exchange of friendship rings!

We were dining in Isabella's favourite Chinese restaurant in Chinatown. Towards the end of our meal, the way Isabella sucked the crab meat gave me a hard-on. The action was so similar to the way she sucked Rosalind's clitoris! I looked at her in silence. She noticed my stare, "What?"

"You have plenty of practises, haven't you?"

"You mean sucking the meat from the claws?" I smiled, sucked my little finger tip gently. "Oh...my goodness, you have such a dirty mind!" Isabella blushed.

Rosalind understood me so well. I felt her hand between my legs, stroking my bulge for a few minutes and then whispered something into Isabella's ear. Isabella took a quick look at me, chucked the claws back onto the plate, washed her fingers and finished the last drop of the red.

"Let's go!"

We were hardly outside the restaurant when I clasped Isabella's waist. "You must be obedient to your master tonight."

"Yes, my master."

I stopped several times on our ways to the car, to kiss both Rosalind and Isabella. The route wasn't very isolated. Yet it didn't deter me to unzip Isabella's pant to feel her increasing wetness.

Rosalind understandably went to the driver seat. My cock was out of my pant. Isabella already had her jeans off and panty down to her knee when both of us were about to enter the back seats of my Mercedes. Suddenly an idea struck me. I pinned her against the side of the car, I entered her.

"My goodness gracious, John, it will do plenty of damage to your reputation if this goes to the press!" Rosalind warned. She came out of the car to shield the street light from directly shining on us.

The excitement of being discovered by passers-by thrilled me. Isabella's legs wrapped around my waist, the car shook as I pounded furiously. "Yes, yes, yes..." Isabella's soft rapid words matched the tempo of the fucking. Her tightness was heavenly...

The rapid fire achieved rapid result. For the first time, I was selfish enough not to wait for Isabella. She had plenty of time to finish herself off with Rosalind on our way home.



John & His Secrets Ch. 05



Situation Update:

In July 2000, my parents restructured our family's successful businesses. Harrison Doyle enterprises became Harrison Doyle Holdings, the holding company for our four core groups: Trading, Warehousing, Transportation and International.

The main assets being the impressive distribution of warehouses throughout all states and territories of Australia, and the strong transportation fleets that moving all the varieties of goods around the vast country efficiently. The total net asset worth was well over five hundred million dollars by then.

Despite my relatively young age, I had proven my capability to be appointed the Group Manager of Harrison Doyle International. The group invested in similar overseas companies with strategic importance, responsible for our overseas contracts, among many others.

Publicly, my parents were highly respected throughout Australia with impeccable reputation. Steve and Nicole Harrison had been the 'ideal' couple in every way. He was very good at making money, influential. She was a great family woman, devoted to her husband and their four children.

Privately, my mother and I had been sharing a secret since that fateful Friday, July 12th 1997. That day we began our incestuous sexual relationship. We ensured the affair was our most guarded secret. We never denied the fact that both of us were sexual monsters, with unquenchably strong sexual appetite.

I saw the happiest mum whenever we had our rendezvous. My youthful vigour rejuvenated her. Well-endowed cock enslaved her with explosive orgasms. Her unique deep throating skill and ability to control her vagina muscle captivated me.

A mother and her only son became lovers, sinfully indulged in sexual fulfilment under the pretences of business trips and 'opportunistic' home visits when our partners were away.

There were minor hesitations on my part just before and after my wedding in November 1999, but passions consumed us. Mum refused to allow our incestuous sexual fire to be extinguished...

Episode One: Our Secret Affair Continued

Our most memory fuck often occurred in far away hotel rooms when two of us were away on business trips. On Wednesday October 24th 2001, my mother made another business trip with me, to Auckland, New Zealand.

After the short flight across the Tasman Sea, as usual we checked into separate rooms, even though only one was needed for our anticipated sexual pursuits.

With so much money spent on cosmetic surgery, breast lifting, personal trainers and health food, mum looked ten years younger in her thirties rather than forties. In fact the porter mistook us as brother and sister. That thrilled mum and tipped him generously.

She had stunning physical attributes, golden blond hair and big blue eyes, tall with fair complexion. She possessed a pair of shapely legs. Added those two heart-stopping dimples whenever she smile, she was still attractively desirable.

Standing there in front of the mirror, tossing her shoulder-length hair from side to side, seductively pushed at her firm breasts. She asked in her low sexy voice, "Darling, do you think my breasts need another lift?"

"Mum, I don't think there's another woman, who has a 27 years old son, yet has such..." I cupped her titillating breasts firmly from behind. "...firm 35D breasts."

"Thank you, John. I'm flattered." She pulled my hands away from her breasts.

"We have important business lunch in one hour. You don't want me to smell like an animal on heat, do you?"

'Animal on heat' was her favourite term, appropriately so! She rearranged her designer outfit, feeling satisfied with herself.

~*~*~

After nearly six hours, the business deal was finalised exactly the way I wanted it to. As our hotel was not too far away, we decided to walk. Along the way, mum was unusually subdued, seemed upset at something.

"Did you notice that Karen? She was acting like an animal on heat."

Trying to mimic Karen's voice and action, "John, do you want some more wine?" She brushed her breast against my arm.

I stopped, looking at her candidly, "Mum, are you jealous? As my mother, you should be proud that one such pretty chick is sexually attracted to me."

"Why should I get jealous? That's for your wife Rosalind, not me." Mum quickened her steps, blushing. For the next few hundred metres to the hotel, she remained quiet again, avoiding my glances.

The moment I locked the hotel door, my mother acted exactly the way she accused Karen of: an animal on heat. She unzipped, pulled down my pant and underwear in seconds. Kneeling in front of me, she engulfed my limp cock completely in her mouth.

That action never failed to fire me up. As my cock rapidly stiffened, she slowly allowed it to slip out between her lips, just like a magician retrieving a sword from her mouth!

Expertly, she pumped the semi-rigid cock in and out, deep throating me every few strokes. She pushed it as far down her throat as possible, then pulling it out with gasps. I had to stand very still lest I could in danger of choking her. From experience, it was the quickest way to get me physically ready to fuck her.

She gave me a naughty smile before lying on the lush carpeted floor, pulling her panty off. "Fuck me" she commanded, spreading her legs invitingly wider. Her hands were wildly kneading at her breasts.

She pushed her pelvis lustfully upward to meet me. "Mmm, it's good."

"Yes, my son, give it to me hard." She tightened her pussy muscle when my cock had half penetrated her, giving me the feel of a young pussy.

"Mum, you are so fucking tight." She was delighted.

In situation like this, mum loved me to fuck her with powerful thrust, and full penetrative strokes. She loved to feel my long thick cock forcefully fucking her, hard and fast...

It did not take very long for the tension that had built within her to be released, explosively. Body quivered. Legs and arms wrapped tightly around my body, strangled me tighter and tighter...

With whatever movement possible, I continued the thrusting. My orgasm followed not long after.

"Ohh, my son..."

Her body trembled again as she felt the force of my ejaculation. It took her a long, long time to release her vice-like grip. I saw a pair of moist eyes staring at me.

"Son, you'll always love your mum, won't you?"

I brushed the hair from her face. "Of course, I always love you. What make you think otherwise?"

"I'm so proud of the way you handled that business negotiation, reminding so much of Steve when he was young, as ruthless, confident, and so handsome, so..."

"What this has got to do with whether I love you?" I interrupted.

She did not reply, just smiled slyly. Involuntarily, she wrapped her legs behind my back again, giving me a tiny thrust with her pelvis.

"Oh, the love you are referring to is this, the fuck kind of love! Gee mum, you are evil."

Mum blushed, face radiating happiness and joy. Her two dimples looked so attractively prominent. Body was calm and relax.

"I can't believe we fucked on the hotel floor!"

She saw my cock slipped from her soaked pussy, helped me to lift it off the carpet. Cleanliness was always her obsession.

Of course, we took a leisurely bath together, discussing about my sisters, Rosalind's pregnancy, and my sexual frustration as the result.

~*~*~

After a quick dinner, we enjoyed an excellent pre-booked musical. The day was excellent thus far, but had clearly not over yet!

She was on the phone to my dad and sisters for a long time. Conveniently dressed in only our nightgowns, she was playfully at her best, teasing and stroking my cock at the same time, while on the phone.

"Oh my darling little Johnny, you are so naughty, wanting to fuck your mother all the times." She said immediately after putting down her phone.

"Come! Let me give you a kiss." She bent down to give her 'little Johnny' a wet kiss. He was at his majestic best, pointing stiffly up to the ceiling.

She dragged me from the sofa, pulling our gowns off on the way, and pushed me impatiently onto the bed.

Like a sexually starved woman, she straddled me and lowered herself over her little Johnny. Obediently, he disappeared deep into mum's hungry vagina. Oh, my goodness, it was splendid! I admired her two bouncing breasts as my mother pumped up and down...

...I had her on knees and hands and re-entered her. My cock again violated her pussy, the same pussy that had given birth to me, was giving me such indescribable pleasure.

"Don't stop...ohh, son, it's so wonderful!"

The bed head rattled. The bed shook. Soon mum came violently, screaming loudly as I continued to ram into her...

My both hands grasped her both melons, pinching the hard nipples, continuing to fuck with all my might... Mum orgasmed again, again and again in continuous waves.

Her hands momentarily collapsed under her, body slammed forward, as I exploded. Semen spurted deep into her vagina, spilling onto her arse, thighs and onto the bed. We were in heavenly bliss!

~*~*~

On the phone to Rosalind, had my feeling strangely warmed! I looked calmly at my mother sleeping naked next to me, breasts heaved peacefully with her breathing, thighs seductively apart, pussy and inner thighs in sticky mess.

Sudden urge drew my nose to the folds between her thighs. I closed my eyes to deeply inhale the intoxicating scent, exactly the same way I tried to do almost 21 years ago and got caught. On that occasion my nose went too close and woke her up. I remembered she slapped me so hard that she spent the rest of the night feeling sorry and hugging me to sleep!

The memory jolted me to reality. I opened my eyes to find mum was still asleep. I smiled to myself, pushed my nose closer, pressing between her folds, deliberately touching her this time. Again and again I took deep inhalations...

"Oh, mummy" Silently I yelled out to her.

I stopped only when mum rolled to her side, pressing my head between her legs. I gently removed my head from under her right leg. Feeling horny, yet unwilling to wake her up, I snuggled behind her in spooning position.

My right hand around her body to feel her breasts, body curved, legs bent tightly against hers. I found my stiff cock, nestled nicely between her legs. I shifted extremely gently until my cock head found her entrance.

It was soaking wet; excitedly I pressed my cock forward a little. Her vagina gave way a little. With the rest of my body perfectly still, my cock continued to exert the pressure. Her slipperiness allowed my cock to slip further in easily, but tantalisingly slow and cautiously... It finally fully penetrated her, without waking her up, I thought!

The moment I began my slow rhythmic fucking motion, her body moved responsively. "Oh, she's awake!"

We rocked gently in unison until I came, mildly. I pressed my body tightly against hers, as I fell asleep...

The trip back to Sydney next morning returned us to the real dignified world.

Episode Two: Rosalind's Pregnancy

Rosalind and I celebrated our second wedding anniversary (November 6th 2001) by spending two weeks in our family summer retreat in Byron Bay, up North near Queensland border. It was our well-deserved break, especially for Rosalind, who was already three months pregnant.

As much as the planned pregnancy had given us the expected excitement and joy, it personally petrified me at the prospect of another six months until the baby was due and perhaps further few weeks after that, before Rosalind was available for sex. For a man with insatiable sexual appetite, demanded sex almost daily, the waiting would be impossible!

Rosalind already imposed considerable restrictions: forbade deep penetration, making love at only gentle pace, and at times turned off sex completely. I tried to be as understanding as possible, but it was slowly driving me crazy. My secret irregular rendezvous with mum helped, still no where close to satisfying me!

Rosalind was fully aware of my sexual dilemma. She was very open-minded about it. Unfortunately Rosalind's prearranged option: Isabella, the student who had had brief threesome relationship with us in 2000, changed her mind after Rosalind got pregnant!

Despite that setback, she was unperturbed by my roving eyes, even joked about my tendency to ogle.

~*~*~

Seven days later on Saturday November 10th, my twin sisters dropped by unannounced. They unexpectedly arrived nearly one week too early, after their Higher School Certificate exam. Their excuse was that they were in celebratory mood having completed high school education!

Michelle and Adelle adored and respected my wife Rosalind, their confidant. They could share anything everything, including many personal secrets. Still, I was disgusted when Rosalind uncharacteristically revealed my sexuality so frankly to my sisters, disregarding my feeling completely!

"John has such strong appetite that he demands sex almost every night!"

"Ooh..." My sisters jeered. "Aah..."

I felt it was the secret a wife should never have revealed to anyone else! Somehow, there was that special calmness I saw on Rosalind's face, telling me to trust her. I found myself joking uneasily along with them.

Among the laughter, mild excitement swept through me as I began to grasp Rosalind's intent, excited at the prospect that her target might be one of my sisters' girlfriends. I was delightedly hoping that that was indeed the case. Perhaps the realistic hope to end my sexual frustration in the months ahead.

On that warm summer night, I could not believe how my little sisters had matured. They spoke about her group of friends were having sex regularly, casual or in relationship. As I mentally scanned through their adoring legion of girlfriends, I wondered which one they would recommend, which one was not in relationship. I even personally narrowed the list down to two!

"I'm glad that both of you are still virgins, despite on pills for two months!"

Rosalind's words brought me back to reality. I was shocked to discover my twin sisters were still virgins. Their popularity with males and active social life, gave me the impression that they might have lost their virginity long time ago.

"We told our friends that we aren't virgins anymore!" Michelle replied.

"Secretly, we are waiting for the right person to initial us" Adelle added, "someone who knows how to take care of girls in an unselfish way. Not just poke and ejaculate immediately, right John?"

I was disappointed just as quickly when they switched attention to my sisters. 'What did you say? Sorry, I was not with you."

Rosalind explained, "Your twin sisters want someone sexually experienced to initial them."

"Ya, that's good. Adelle, did you say your friend Lavender and who else are coming to join you?" I tried my best to divert their attention back to their girlfriends, especially Lavender.

Michelle moved next to me, teased, "Why? Do you want to fuck Lavender? Oh, I see, she has all the three important ingredients to turn you on sexually: beautiful big eyes, luscious boobs and shapely legs. You know, let me tell you a secret. She is on pills too, thus satisfying another of your crucial requirement. So, no condom is required!"

I suffered in silent, truly flabbergasted at how precise Michelle described my sexual preferences and secrets. I glared at Rosalind, only to be met with a loving smile that always softened my heart.

Unfortunately, my attempt to shift their attention failed miserably. The sexual conversations stopped. Rosalind was the first to excuse and retired to her bed. Soon Adelle followed.

"Sorry John, I didn't mean to make fun of you. I hope you are not angry with me." A suddenly serious Michelle apologised.

"I'm fine. You are as cheeky as usual, Michelle. How can I get angry with my little sister, eh?" I squeezed her nose lightly.

She leaned her head on my shoulder, and then unexpectedly rested it on my laps. I gently brushed few strayed strands of hair from her face, slowly stroking her rosy cheeks. Her eyes never deviated from mine.

The last time she laid on my lap like this was at least few years ago, before her body filled to such curvaceous shape. My groin stirred and could not help to be overcome with lust. She had grown to so resemble my mum physically, those big beautiful blue eyes, and dimples.

"Control yourself John, control. She is your own sister." I took a few deep breaths.

"What are thinking, John?"

Oh, my goodness, her voice was becoming ever sexier to me! I lost for words, instead just stared at her lustfully.

"John, do you want to make me a woman?"

As if I could not understand her words, she added immediately. "I want you to fuck me, John."

Her words, though not totally unexpected, hammered like tonnes of bricks, and sent my heart racing at the speed of light. I would be dishonest if I were to write that I was not tempted at that moment. My body had been in constant sexual arousal throughout the night, courtesy of our sexual talk.

My previous truly satisfying fuck was 17 days ago in Auckland with my mum. The thought of my mother momentarily reminded me of my responsibility as an elder brother.

"Michelle, I'm honoured but I don't think it's a good idea. You are my sister. Mum will kill me if she finds out!"

She smiled as she accepted a kiss on her forehead. "No, she wouldn't. Not if we keep this secret to ourselves."

I was completely captivated by the sexy creature on my lap. She was right. I struggled but managed to keep calm, just.

"We better go back to our own beds before we both feel sorry."

She sat up, accepted another kiss on her forehead and then allowed me to leave for my room.

"Goodnight Michelle."

"Goodnight, John."

Episode Three: The Sisterly Act One

The scene on my bed was as stunning. Lying next to Rosalind was Adelle. Both turned to face me as I opened the door, smiling as if to say, "Why are you coming back to this bed? Aren't you supposed to be fucking Michelle?"

Rosalind's encouraging smile and tiniest nod of her head was all I needed to make up my mind. I closed the door again, without stepping in. I suspected my sisters did not drop in too early or unexpectedly!

Michelle looked nervous as she saw me coming into her room. I could not blame her for being so tense. Her bashfulness added to her sexiness, my excitement. She was so desirable.

If the thought of taking Michelle's cherry was not enough to send my cock stiff with anticipation, the conditions of her superb nipples and areolae, so precisely moulded by the thin fabric of her t-shirt, must surely did. I could not get my eyes off those attractive breasts.

She waltzed towards the bed. I followed her, wrapped my hands around her waist, and smelled her silky flowing hair. She took a deep breath as my hands moved to cup her breasts, massaging those two hard nipples through the fabric. She turned her head, tilted her lips to me. I kissed those moist luscious lips...

Our kiss lingered on, my hands wandered down, inside her oversized t-shirt. I felt smooth tender skin as my palms stroked along her inner thighs, up both sides of her panty, deliberately avoiding the central pussy area. As my hands moved up her abdomen to touch her naked breasts for the first time, my legs became weak. Oh, my goodness, they so firm, soft and smooth.

Tongues probed and danced wildly in each other's wet mouths. Michelle moaned, and breasts heaved excitedly as my palms enjoyed their fullness. Her legs weakened, body wobbly, causing us to break off the kiss.

She removed her t-shirt to expose those exquisite naked breasts, raising them playfully with her hands. I kissed her young breasts, sucked her large pinkish nipples. My unusual clumsiness caused her to fall to the bed, giggling in seductive manner.  




John & His Secrets Ch. 05



Laying on the edge of the bed, she arched her lower body to remove her panty. I marvelled at the nakedness before me. She was clean-shaven!

I could not wait to get myself naked. My nine-inch cock stood like a beacon, gloriously pointing at her. She was unprepared at the sight of my fully erect cock.

"Oh, my goodness gracious, it's humongous!"

Nervously, she touched my cock, toying with it curiously, repeatedly pulling my uncircumcised foreskin back and forth. It seemed to fascinate her. Despite my vast sexual experience, her touch began to tense my body, winding up the pressure within my balls. I had to stop her action or it would be over too soon!

I bent down to kiss her, causing my cock to pull away from her hands. My lips tickled her neck, shoulder, down to her 34C breasts. I suckled her taut nipples like a baby. I licked, sucked, and pleasuring her voluptuous breasts, sending her into mini ecstasy.

As I knelt between her parted legs, I kissed my way down to her navel and bare pussy. I marvelled at the delicacy, fascinated by its unadulterated freshness. The beauty of her tiny entrance must be treasured for the next few seconds, minutes, for soon it would disappear and permanently stretched by my long thick manhood.

Momentarily I closed my eyes to concentrate on her sweet virgin smell, deeply inhaled her intoxicating uncontaminated scent. My sensitive nose involuntarily shifted closer to its source. I opened my eyes when the tip of my nose touched the moist slit, marvellously exhilarating.

I could see her wetness permeated the shiny pinkish slit. It looked delicious. It was delicious. My tongue lapped up and down the river of sweet honey, stopping occasionally at her clitoris. It was so much larger than Rosalind's, gloriously wrapped at the base by pussy lips.

On every occasion my lips touched her clitoris, her hands pulled at my hair, groans of pleasure escaped her lips. I decided to concentrate on it. I treated it as her nipple, sucking, licking, and putting it between my lips, tickled it rapidly with my tongue. Within seconds, she went wild. Her body quivered, thighs squeezed tightly around my neck, nearly strangled me, almost suffocated me.

She smiled at me as I stood up for my fresh air. She invitingly parted her legs a little wider. I could see droplets of pussy juice escaping down her thighs. My fingers traced the outline of her inner pussy lips, felt her slippery wetness. My right thumb massaged the tiny entrance for few seconds. I was about to poke my index finger inside, but changed my mind. I wanted my cock to have that honour of making the virginal entrance into my own sister's love tunnel.

My cock had lost its rock-hard condition, but was still stiff enough to penetrate. Right fingers parted her pussy lips. Left hand directed my cock head to her entrance. Michelle opened her legs as I gently thrust forward. It engaged easily, but could not proceed further. Its tightness gripped the cock head. A barrier was hindering its progress.

I gently rocked back and forth to no avail, "Your cock is too big for my tiny vagina." Michelle offered her explanation.

I bent down to kiss her, whispered, "It's your hymen. This proves you are indeed a true virgin!"

Her eyes twinkled, lips curled proudly, smiling so sweetly. My goodness, she was beautiful.

"Are you ready?"

"What, ohh, noo...noo..."

My sudden, sharp and powerful thrust broke the barrier. Her both hands held tightly to my lower arms, body shivered in pain. With the force still exerted at her vagina, I felt my cock gliding extremely slowly inside, feeling her vagina wall spread and stretched around my cock.

"Noo, it's too big, noo..."

I kissed her again. "Do you want me to stop?" I relaxed to allow her vagina to get used to me.

She immediately wrapped her legs around my waist, "No!" She was determined, showing her toughness.

Encouraged, I fucked her again, slow, gentle, in and out... The tightness was something to behold. With every stroke, inch by inch, my cock penetrated deeper and deeper. Her warmth engulfed my cock, heavenly indeed! I had to pinch myself to make sure I was actually fucking Michelle, my own sister! I marvelled at her facial beauty, physical excellence, and virginal delicacy.

My intention was not to hurt her too much. So, it took a while for my giant cock to totally penetrate her. When it did, I held motionless for a long time. The pleasure of virginal penetration was incredible. The smile slowly appeared on her faultless face, hands gripping my arms relaxed.

I resumed fucking, bodies slapped and making slurping noises. Her body silently screamed the pleasure of her first fucking orgasm! I exploded at the delightful sight. My balls emptied spurts of cum deep into her...

Michelle was pleased. "Oh, John, it's so incredible to feel your warm powerful jets of semen hitting inside me. I could feel you coming inside me!"

She opened her arms to me. We hugged tightly and kissed passionately. With my cock still buried deep inside her, we fondled, enjoyed each other's relaxed bodies.

After about ten minutes, my cock began to feel her tightness again. It regained sufficient stiffness for me to resume fucking. Her body responded rhythmically with my strokes, the wetness inside her making loud fucking noises. The smile on her face indicated she was enjoying the fuck. My forward thrust met with her upward motion... We laughed at our noisy rendezvous. There was no sign of the pain, only pleasure and joy of fucking.

I varied the length of my strokes. In unison, we increased our tempo. My cock was at his most majestic again, pumping in and out, squeezing creamy semen from her vagina, spilling drops of them unto her arse and thighs!

Michelle orgasmed again! I felt the spasms of her vaginal contractions. "Ooh, John, I...ooh...ooh...come..."

For the second time, I unloaded my sperms into her, though not as copious. We looked triumphantly into each other's eyes, could not stop smiling. The world was so beautiful at that moment, two willing souls, a brother and his sister enjoyed sexual high simultaneously!

We could not wipe the smile off our faces. I cuddled her appreciatively in my arms as I drifted off to sleep.

Episode Four: The Sisterly Act Two

In my haziness, I felt my cock was being sucked, clumsily.

"Michelle, you should learn how to suck my..."

I opened my eyes, to find her hair was not shoulder length. It took me several seconds to realise she was not Michelle, as the twins were almost physically indistinguishable.

"Oh, Adelle..."

I wanted to say something but she seemed to be not interested to engage in any conversation. On elbows and knees between my legs, she resumed sucking my cock absent-mindedly. The conditions of her nipples clearly indicated she was sexually very aroused, struggling to steady her body against some invisible force from behind.

I moved my head to one side to check, realising we were not alone. Adelle stopped sucking my cock, shut her eyes, and moaned loudly. Her body swayed in unison with the head behind her legs, popping up and down, licking at her pussy. I was captivated. What I saw was pleasing to my eyes.

Michelle's voice interrupted my wild thought. "She is ready for you to fuck!"

Michelle disappeared out of the door with her t-shirt in one hand, leaving Adelle looking frustrated on her limbs, pleading, "Fuck me, John. Fuck me!"

Without waiting for me, she straddled me. She guided my semi-rigid cock to her entrance. She fumbled, could not get it any further beyond her juicy opening. Like Michelle, her hymen was blocking it.

"It's too big." She shook her head, feeling frustrated. "It's definitely too big!"

I held her buttock firmly, giving her a forceful upward thrust, in quick succession, another thrust. The resistance gave way.

"Oh no, it's so painful, pain..."

The sharp excruciating pain caused her to disengage herself, showing her naturally delicate character. Like a startled kitten, she embarrassingly cuddled me soon after. I stroked her hair, held her angelic face, and kissed her moist delicate lips...

I rolled her over, lips never separated. I nestled between her parted legs, elbows taking all my weight, lifted the pelvis, and guided the cock head against her entrance. As gently as I could, I eased my rock-hard penis into her tight slippery warm love tunnel.

My reassuring kiss did not ease the pain but at least took her mind partially off it. I patiently stretched her further and deeper. She squirmed at my every forceful thrust. I withdrew a little after every gentle thrust.

She was extremely tight. Her vagina's strangling sensation on my withdrawing stroke was as incredible as its forward thrust, likened to a lady trying to get herself out a dress that was at least several sizes too small!

"Adelle, my angel, you are so wonderfully tight." I felt my tip hit her bottom.

The pain intermixed with her relieving look of proud achievement. She had finally taken my huge cock completely inside her. I held onto that wonderful sensation until Adelle's tense body slowly relaxed, face grinned with delight.

As I resumed sliding my cock in and out, Adelle instinctively responded with her hip. Her pelvis urged me to increase my tempo. I was pleasantly surprised at her initiative to set the pace.

The bed shook, slapping and slurping noises drowned Adelle's moaning. The furious pace suddenly checked by her digging the nails into my back. I felt a sharp pain, followed by a gushing warm juice flooding around my penis, and loud screams of uncontrolled delight. I felt waves of her rhythmic contractions.

"Ohh yes, ohh yes, ohh yes... John, ohh it's so wonderful."

I continued to pound her hard and fast until I exploded, melting in with her drawn out orgasm. My heaven gate opened with burst and burst of life giving cum. She gave another screech of delightful ecstasy.

I collapsed on top of her, exhausted...

Carefully, we rolled over. Bodies pressed together. Cock still buried deep inside her. Once she was on top, my arms and legs wrapped tightly around her...

Episode Five: The Morning After, the Week After

Next morning, I woke up with Adelle still on top of me, grinning. "You want to fuck me even when you were still asleep!"

"What? Oh!" She was referring to my morning hard-on. It happened that my cock was still inside her!

I enjoyed her gentle rocking, tightness, freshness...

I enjoyed her beautiful big eyes, short silky blond hair, sweet lovely smile...

Suddenly as if struck by like a lightning, my body contorted and discharged waves of morning juice into her.

"Oh..." She was delighted. "Ohh..." I held her tightly and thrust deeper, deeper, until throbbing stopped.

A few minutes later, she lifted herself from my spent cock. Streams of semen dripped to my groin, causing her to chuckle.

"Wow, you really fill me up with your cum!"

She held few tissues to her leaking pussy, disappeared out of the door.

~*~*~

For few seconds as I surveyed the bed sheet dotted with semen and blood stains, mild guilt struck me. That momentarily blip disappeared as suddenly from my mind.

I had not felt any better for weeks. I was not proud of what I had done, but I had not regretted also. In fact I was relieved that the devilish lust, that had been secretly harbouring within me for years, had finally been exorcised!

The bedroom door opened. The sudden influx of the aroma of my favourite bacon and egg, and the sight of my smiling wife Rosalind, reminded me that I was already a married man.

I stroked the tiny bulge on her tummy. "I'm not sure what mum will say if she ever find out about this!" I had to pretend to feel guilty.

"Does she have to know?"

"No, not really" I gave her a kiss, "should I be thanking you then?"

"Frankly, it wasn't my idea, but don't mind getting a little credit for consenting."

"Thank you, my sweet darling Rosalind." I felt I was the luckiest man in the world. How many wives would consent her husband to such indulgence?

Putting on my robe, we went to the kitchen to find Michelle was getting the last of the four plates of delicious bacon and egg ready. The breakfast on that Sunday could not have tasted any better for me!

Michelle and Adelle were in high spirit, talkative, and clearly delighted with their experiences. Their maturity was most impressive. Instead of bragging, Michelle and Adelle guided my sexual secrets with them zealously, even from Rosalind! Rightly so, they refused several attempts by Rosalind to solicit juicy details.

I realised, Rosalind had been saving her own juicy details too, only made limited revelation of my sexual preferences and habits to my twin sisters to enable them to better understand my needs. How noble!

~*~*~

The initial intent was to just initiate them. With so much time in our hands, each of my sisters became clingy whenever alone with me. Flirting inevitably led to more sex. Regular orgasms drew both of them further addictively to me.

For the rest of the week, Michelle and Adelle enjoyed separate uninhibited intimate moments with me. I was tempted to take on both at the same time, but chose to delay that inevitable indulgence to a later date. They were quick learners too, picking up fellatio skills with surprising ease.

When her classmate Lavender finally flew in on Friday afternoon, wisely my sisters temporarily terminated our sexual activities, carefully removing any physical evidence that might incriminate them in the eyes of Lavender.

They even whipped up a sexual frenzy in Lavender. Although she was not as attractive, she possessed indeed the vital ingredients to please me sexually. I was tempted, would have fucked her had Rosalind shown a little more enthusiasm. Well, you could not have everything your way in life!

The following morning, when the rest of my sisters' three classmates arrived, Rosalind and I flew back to Sydney. Leaving behind my well-initiated sisters to enjoy their good time!

~*~*~

For some reasons, I had always been very truthful with my mother. Perhaps, we had developed that special bond from as far back as when I was very little. On her part, she understood me as well as anyone, my wife included.

She knew Rosalind had turned off from sex because I told her so. Yet, after two weeks in Byron Bay, I was physically as relaxed as ever! The very first moment we had the chance to be alone she was as blunt with me as ever.

"John, did you fuck your twin sisters while in Byron Bay?" She was serious but there was no anger in her tone.

"Mum, didn't you hinting at your approval when we were bathing after that fuck on the floor in Auckland?"

Slap! Slap again on the other cheek! "They are still your sisters."

Her punishing slaps were as light as feather, more of gentle touches. She pulled my face down closer to hers, whispered, "Could you tell they were very experienced?"

"Both still had hymen perfectly intact!"

"Well, as long as you are not having them in my house, I haven't heard anything about it."

"Is that the only condition you are setting?"

She shrugged her shoulders and returned to her office. I was left in my office wondering, why she was so accommodating!

Episode Six: Daddy's discovery

Just two weeks after my sisters returned from their holiday in Byron Bay, because of my carelessness, my father discovered my affair with Michelle. On Sunday, December 16th, Rosalind was away in her mother's house. Perhaps I was too anxious when Michelle visited me alone, that I forgot to lock my front door.

Dad caught me 'red-handed', fortunately, had the decency to wait until after Michelle left my house before he confronted me. He was wise to choose to speak to me 'alone', in the presence of my mother, rather than breaking down the door at the height of our passion!

Frankly I was never so embarrassed in my life. To say my dad was furious was an understatement! He even threatened to kick me out of the family business if mum had not interceded for me. Only after my mum's private few words with dad that finally my father calmed. I wondered what she said that had so much effect on him!

~*~*~

My mother was furious that I chose to end my affair with her as well as that with my twin sisters. I felt I had no choice but knew mum would work in every way possible to prevent that.

It did not have to wait for too long. Imagine how shock I was when mum mentioned to me (in confidence of course) that my dad was staying overnight in Aunty Lydia's place two days later on December 18th. She told me to personally check it out.

My dad had always been very close to his three siblings. Lydia, the youngest, was particularly talented in business negotiations, hard working, and deservedly to be one of my dad's senior executives. She constantly travelled with dad interstates and locally, to negotiate and finalise deals.

As close as they were, it was not unusual for him to visit her often, as her husband Jimmy had to travel overseas regularly. Aunty Lydia often stayed overnight with us too.

So that night, my curiosity took better of me. Without specific plan or exact course of action, I strolled under the darkness to Lydia's residence nearby. I entered her private garden through an unlocked gate.

The curtain conveniently parted with a tiny gap to allow limited but reasonable side view to Lydia's bed. What I saw through that gap confirmed my suspicion. The identities of the couple on the bed were unmistakeable. The wedding ring on his left hand that was holding onto her buttock was so familiar to me.

Aunty Lydia straddled over him, pumping leisurely up and down his cock. They switched smoothly to the missionary position, looked so at ease with each other. My emotion went through roller-coaster ride, from initial unexplained anger to jealousy.

They shifted positions, giving me excellent view of Lydia's perfectly shaped arse cheeks. Dad took out a tube from the drawer, looked like KY lubricating gel. He squeezed a little on his index finger, gently inserted it into Lydia waiting arse. He repeated it with two fingers, and three fingers.

I could not hear what they were talking, but from Lydia's expression, she was pleading for his penis. I was overpoweringly aroused when my father eased his six-inch condom-covered cock slowly into Lydia's arse hole.

Lydia accepted it without discomfort. Muffed her mouth on her pillow, biting, with both hands squeezing it tightly in ecstasy as my dad increased his tempo...

Suddenly, audible soft moans and familiar body scent brought me back to real world outside the window, took my concentration away from inside the room. I could feel her heavy breathing at the back of my neck. Held my breath momentarily as a pair of soft gentle hands hugged me tightly, her body shivered, nose smelled my hair, breasts squeezed hard against my back. The cool breeze brushed her hair ticklishly against my face.

Her unsteady hands fumbled at my pant, excitedly slipped her right hand in to take out my stiff cock. She stroked the full length of it firmly as she pressed her lower body forward.

She swung to the front of me in one quick motion. She, as swiftly, directed my stiff cock between her legs. She was soaking wet. My cock sank completely into her pussy in two quick thrusts. Our lips locked, stifling her moaning. Pinning her against the cold rendered brick wall, I rammed hard into her, fucking her with all my might. Her legs wrapped around my back for better leverage and deeper penetration. It was wild.

We came almost simultaneously and explosively. As I emptied tonnes of semen into her, she trembled uncontrollably...

Our bodies relaxed, cock slipped from inside her. She squatted in front of me, licked my cock clean. Like years ago when I was in infant primary school, she proceeded to dress me properly, pulling up my underwear, pant...completed with the lightest of a slap on my buttock.




John & His Secrets Ch. 05



Without a single word, she left the way I came in, through the gate. I followed her onto the street. We trudged along side by side, each in own deep thought, silently to our own separate houses. She returned to an empty bed. I joined my sleeping wife.

As always, mum seemed to have all the solutions to my problems and mischief. That discovery explained why dad calmed after mum had few private words with him!

~*~*~

On Monday December 24th, all the employees had left the office after 12.00 noon for their long two weeks Christmas break.

Again, having been alerted by mum, I deliberately stayed back late. I went to dad's office, situated exclusively on the top floor with private sitting and bath rooms, pretending to deliver some documents.

Immediately upon entering the office, you would not have noticed or suspected any thing unusual unless you were tipped off or with prior knowledge. As I came closer to his private sitting room, the faint moaning became audibly clearer. I peeped into the opened door.

Lydia was completely naked on the couch, and shapely legs high up over my dad's shoulders. With his pant and underwear dropped to his feet, he was fucking her at furious pace. The tempo was in total contrast to the previous scenes at her house. From the way his mouth was wide apart and eyes closed, his orgasmic conclusion must be near.

"Quick Lydia" no sooner had he mentioned her name, legs slipped to his sides, she pushed upper body upward and forward, opened her mouth wide. Within seconds, projectiles of his semen amazingly hit the target, entered her mouth, and trailing few drops cascaded along her body. From her excellent coordinated performance and his accuracy, they must obviously have plenty of practises, confirming their affair was not a recent one.

"Steve..." Lydia saw me standing at the door.

In shock, she promptly covered her breasts with both hands. Before dad could turn his head around, I left. All I wanted for that afternoon was for one of them to know that I was aware of their incestuous affair!

Dad was as calm as usual, never the one to panic under any crisis. "John, I'm sorry you have to find out this way." He caught up with me just as I reached my office, putting an arm around me.

"You are very naughty, dad, fucking your own sister. Worst of all, you are the biggest...hypocrite...too!" I dragged my last few words to emphasise my point, and giving him a smile.

That smile apparently diffused his embarrassing situation, squeezed me a little tighter. "You know, John, should anyone else find out about this, it'll be disastrous for my reputation, our businesses, and ultimately the whole family."

"You think I don't know that? How did it start anyway?"

"It began quite innocently when Lydia joined us for a weekend in Blue Mountains 18 years ago, just three of us, Nicole, Lydia and me. Nicole was heavily pregnant with your twin sisters then."

"Innocent? Let me guess, a sexually starved 27-years-old man with an 18 years old virgin sister, and a consenting and understanding wife? It was more like a deliberate ploy of seduction, wasn't it? So all these years, Aunty Lydia's interstate trips with you, your visitation to her house when Jimmy was away..."

"Look, John, you make your point."

"So, what was my situation so different from yours with Lydia that I deserved such hypocritical treatment from you? Who knows, you might be even worse and fucked your mother as well!" I added that last bit in, purely to dramatise my argument.

"Yes, shit no... Shit! No, I don't mean that." I had never seen dad so confused. My harvest was unexpectedly rich.

"Look, John, let's not beat around the bush." He paused momentarily, still blushing from his slip up, "I'm sure we can come to some sort of amiable agreement. Do you still want me to have Michelle?"

I had to act as if I could not understand him, "What do you mean by that?" I deliberately paused for several seconds.

"Oh my goodness, you are crazy, now you are using your own daughter as your bargaining chips? You are sick, dad!" I had to add salt to his wound, knowing the bargaining power had swung heavily to me. I had to pretend to be in furious mood.

"John, truce. Please!"

"Only, if you promise to leave both Michelle and Adelle alone!"

"Of course, don't be silly! How could I as their father!" Suddenly as if he remembered something, added, "Did you have Adelle as well?"

I did not give a direct reply. My smile could not have conveyed my message clearer to him, telling him to back off from my twin sisters! From the disappointed look on his face, I was certain he had lustful thoughts about them. Perhaps mum saw his intention too and hinted to me on numerous occasions. Only if I had picked her hints earlier!

I was delighted to have made such 'gentlemanly understanding' with my father. Frankly, without any such agreement none of the details of our intrigue relationships would have leaked to anyone else anyway. I would not have stopped fucking my sisters or mum!!

As agreed with my father, I neither revealed his incestuous affair to Rosalind nor my sisters. His affair remained a secret for four people. On the other hand, my twin sisters would never know that my parents were both aware of my relationships with them.

That development with my father added further complication to the maze of secretive incestuous affairs within the family! Several private deals intertwined harmoniously. Most importantly, mum was still in full control!

Postscript:

Starting from that Christmas day 2001, Rosalind made one room available in my house to my twin sisters, as their home away from home. The 'secret' love nest where my sisters metamorphosed gradually into two sexual creatures, displaying similar insatiable appetite.