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Squire Gilbert & Family Ch. 01

By: True.Brit



All characters are 18 years or old.

My name is Elisabeth, Beth foreshortened, and I am the youngest daughter of Squire James Gilbert and the Dame Mary of this parish. I have three elder sisters, Ann, Grace and Charity in descending order of years and I have two brothers, John, who is the eldest of all of us and Robert, the youngest who is just a little older than I. You find my tale begin when I have come of age and learning to become a proper young lady that befits my station in life.

We live on the Grange Manor with some 1,000 acres bestowed upon us by King Charles for my Father's discreet services to His Royal Highness though what those services have been we are not yet privy to.

My father is a good man and tends well to his estate but has certain weaknesses that will be explained. My mother accepts these weaknesses and has been known to indulge herself in certain pleasures that in wider society may be frowned upon.

I am not stupid and I have watched Roger, our prize bull, service the cows with his large prick on many occasions. I have watched our dogs too and had Charity and Grace, eager to show off their worldly knowledge, explain in great detail the mechanics of fucking. I have lain in bed at night with odd feelings only truly relieved by rubbing the slit between my legs and until she's very sore on occasion.

Matters turned a little more interesting for me after I was confined to my room for giggling with Robert in church. My father took me to my room for punishment insisting, as he always does, that I lift my skirts and push down my bloomers so he may thrash my exposed behind with his bare hands. It did not occur to me that at my age this method of corporal punishment was a little odd.

Father left me lying on my bed my skirts still gathered about my waist and my sensitive slit moist from the attention when Nanny slipped into my room. Nanny Ogwell has been variously our wet nurse, teacher and mentor and was to our Father as well that must make her hundreds of years old – but very wise. She never really wanted to let go of our childhood days and still treated us like little children. In fact she often treated Father the same way. Sometimes it was fun to pander to her odd little ways.

"Oh my little chicken," she soothed, "your Father can be a mite short with you all on occasion. Let me see those welts my dear."

She pushed back my skirts for a better view and her bony old fingers lifted at my buttocks underneath the marks my Father's hands had left behind. While old and well worn her hands could be as soft as velvet and this was one of those occasions. As her hands examined the damage her fingers played very close to my hot little hole causing me to wriggle and inwardly purr with some pleasure.

"I knows what my little chicken needs," she stated, "some of Nanny's special oil for soothing sore parts."

Her hand dashed into her skirts and reappeared with a small bottle of amber liquid.

Nanny skirts were a source of mystery to all of us. Whatever we wanted and wherever we were Nanny Ogwell would have something secreted about her skirts for the purpose.

"What's that Nanny?" I asked transfixed.

"Oh just something that will make your lovely peachy bottom feel good again, my lovely."

Nanny poured some of the liquid into her hands, set the bottle aside and started to massage the oily substance into my bottom cheeks. Moments later a warm glow set into the skin where she had rubbed. Her fingers once or twice, then more often reached into the crevice between my cheeks sending bolts of lightning through my body.

"There, there my dear just relax and let Nanny make you feel good all over. Its about time you learnt some of the secrets your body has to offer."

I had no idea what Nanny meant until I felt one of her oily fingers slide across my puckered anus, then again and again until it was against it more that it wasn't. A small groan escaped my lips as Nanny's finger eventually dipped inside, then again this time a little deeper.

"Nanny's going to make you feel really good now my dearest little one." 

As she spoke her finger delved deep into my arsehole. I felt myself push back against her finger enjoying the deeply warm sensation spreading through my body.

"My little chicken loves Nanny's finger in her tight little shit shute, doesn't she?" She almost cackled.

"Ooooh Nanny yes." I moaned deliriously as her finger slid in and out of my tight little hole.

"Now, dearie, pull this leg up a little so Nanny can get at your sweet little love box here." 

She helped bring my left leg up until my hot pussy hole was in plain view to her. 

"Ooh lovely, chicken. Your little flower is open for Nanny's fingers."

Using her free hand she started to rub her fingers along my now dripping slit opening my sex lips further to her probing fingers. I grasped the bed covers as her invading fingers slipped inside my cunt all the while pumping my anus with her finger from the other hand.

"Nanny, ooooh Nanny what's happening. You're making me feel so funny and good."

"Oh yes, my sugar, Nanny's going to make you feel very good. Nanny's going to make you orgasm over her fingers: Nanny's going to make her little chicken cum."

"Oooh Nanny, yessss, Nanny, Ooooh Nanny." I panted losing any control I might have had. "Make me cum Nanny, oh Nanny, oh Nanny, oh ooh oooh nnnnnnnnnnnrrrrrrrggh Nannnnnnnnneeeeeeeee!"

My cunt convulsed around Nanny's bony old fingers and I thrust my bottom back so her finger speared my rectum deeply. My hips jerked back two, three, four times and a powerful orgasm shook my body. Slowly she eased her fingers out of my orifices and rubbed her hands over my pussy and bottom soothing and easing me down.

Nanny had taught us so many things and I suppose to her teaching us about sex was just the next step.

"Did you like that, my little chicken?"

"Oooh Nanny," I panted back, "that was just perfect. Can we do it again?"

"Ooh you are a one. Not just now Elisabeth." She always called me Elisabeth. "There are other things you'll want to learn now and you won't be finding it difficult in this house. We just thought you needed a little nudge in the right direction, so to speak."

"We? Who's 'we' Nanny?" I asked but she had gone. As I turned I nearly knocked over her little bottle of oil. "Nanny! You forgot your oil." I called.

I lifted, with some considerable effort, my weary body off the bed and pulled up my bloomers over my sodden crotch. I put my head outside the door to see if I could see Nanny and also avoid being seen by my Father – nothing. I ventured down the hallway avoiding the creaky floorboards I knew were there. Still no sign of Nanny Ogwell but outside my brother Robert's bedroom I heard muted groans coming from within.

Pushing the door slightly ajar I ventured to look in. There was my brother kneeling upon the bed, his breeches around his ankles and his buttocks glowing red from a recent thrashing. It was also the first time I had noticed the heavy ball sack that dangled between his legs and his flaccid penis. I thought of Roger the bull and of Rex and Hunter the dogs and how I had watched them and their antics in the field and yard. Thus captivated my mind wandered and envisioned my brother's penis hard and rampant.

"What are you looking at? Never seen a red raw bottom before?" My brother growled.

Shocked I came out of my reverie. "Sorry brother dear, I heard you from outside and wondered what the matter was." My eyes never moving from his bottom and the dangling, swaying ball sack. "I have something here from Nanny Ogwell, it might help. Let me try it like Nanny did to me."

I didn't wait for an answer. Something inside me was calling and I needed to satisfy my curiosity. Pouring some of the oil into my hands I started to sooth it over my brother's sore bottom. Before I knew it my fingers were exploring between his cheeks and over his sweet little anus.

"Mmm Beth what are you doing? NO don't stop. It feels good."

"It does doesn't it? Nanny showed me." I answered dipping the tip of my finger into the tight little hole.

"Sweet fuck! She showed you that? Did she also show you want to do with this?" He groaned humping back against my finger.

"With what broth ... aaagh what's happened to your cock!?" I was staring at my brother's fully extended prick that he'd grasped and pushed back between his legs to show me.

"It's my prick, you've made it very hard. Now Beth you can't just leave it like this." 

"Well what do I do then?" I asked innocently.

"Use that oil and your other hand, start by squeezing and playing with my balls."

I was very eager to learn this new game and clasped Robert's balls in my oily little hand.

"Ooouch!" Gently. Mmm that's better. Now slowly start stroking up and along my prick, moving your hand back and forth."

I did as I was instructed and ended up with my slender little fingers wrapped around my brother's cock. At the same time my finger worked deeper into his arsehole.

"Ooooh sister, that's it. A little faster now. Oooh yesss you're going to make me spurt soon."

Spurt? Spurt what I thought. There was always plenty of fluid around when the dogs or Roger fucked but I never thought as to where it might have come from. My hand was fair flying up and down Robert's hot shaft now and my finger was stroking a full length in and out of his bumhole.

"Oh yess, yess. Here it comes sister. Ahh ahhh mmmnnnnnmmnnng."

The rest of what he yelled was muffled as he bit into the pillow his head was resting on lest his calls brought someone coming. As it was the only person cumming was my brother. I felt his sphincter tighten around my pumping finger and his cock leapt in my hand. Leaning down I looked between his legs just in time to see a rope of white liquid shoot from the top of his prick, then another and another. Slowly the spurts got weaker until my hand would only squeeze a few drops from the head. I just had to touch it.

"Yeeeooow, its all slippery and a bit sticky too." I mused as I rubbed it between my fingers.

" I think you'll find it tastes rather nice though."

The voice startled me and I looked around shocked to see Gracie and Charity standing by the door.

Gracie came over and stroked my hair. "Don't look so worried, Beth. You won't get into trouble. In fact we're rather pleased aren't we Charity."

I looked to Charity who had approached. She smiled at me then looked down at Robert's softening prick and licked her lips. Bending over she raised it up then sucked it between her ruby lips with a slurp.

I watched wide eyed as Charity sucked on her brother's prick savouring the taste of his recent spurting. Her tongue lashed around the head then down the already stiffening shaft. Gracie put her arms around me as we watched and I felt her hand slip over my bodice and slowly stroke my small firm breasts.

"Mmm our brother tastes lovely but much as I'd like to make him cum in my mouth we have a more pressing engagement."

"What can be more important than doing that?" Asked Robert looking so disappointed that he'd just missed out on his first sucking.

"Aha," chirped in Grace, "come with us and you'll see. You must be really quiet or we'll be found out and you two are already in trouble." She added looking at Robert and I.

With that the girls leapt up and headed for the door. Robert quickly pulled up and buttoned his breeches and we followed them into the hall and down the corridor. We worked our way stealthily down towards the kitchens and into the pantry by the side door. Charity put her fingers to her lips then whispered to us.

"The new maid starts today." She whispered as if that meant something. We looked blank. "All the maids are given an introduction to the ways of the house. Just watch and see."

We looked through the crack in the partly open pantry door into the kitchen. Sure enough a new maid was standing in the middle of the room being talked to by Cook. Cook was a large lady and quiet stern at first meeting but she often gave us girls tit bits if we came down at the right times. She always wore low tops that accentuated her already mammoth breasts that practically burst from the top of her dresses. Her big white apron barely stretched around her girth and big lumpy bottom. The new maid was dwarfed before her.

"It be Molly, right?" stated Cook. "Now there'll be things you need to know and things you need to do. Right now we'll just have a look at you."

With that Cook yanked sharply down on the bodice of Molly's dress displaying two small firm mounds capped with small pink nipples. Molly stood frozen to the spot, mouth agape unable to say anything.

"Come, come now girl. Don't look so alarmed. You need to be introduced to the ways of the house. You wouldn't want to find out when you're in front of the Master, now would you?"

Molly still hadn't moved and trembled visibly in front of the big lady.

"Alright, alright. You take off the rest then. Come on girl we haven't all day you know." Cook started to sound a little annoyed and one podgy hand reached out and roughly squeezed one of the poor young girl's naked breasts. "Come on, there's others that'd have this job 'stead of you."

The girl became suddenly animated reaching round behind her to struggle with the laces of her bodice. Her shaking fingers found the ends and pulling them open almost in panic she loosened the straps and worked her skirts around her slim hips into a puddle by her feet. The rags that accounted for her bloomers fell with the skirts and left the poor girl quivering naked before Cook's feasting eyes.

"Mmm not bad." Mused Cook. "This hair will have to go." She said grasping a tuft of golden down resting above Molly's barely visible slit. "The Master doesn't like his girls with hair on their pussies. Make sure it's gone before you start tomorrow."

As I looked on in wonderment at the spectacle I wondered why my Father should care about the state of an undermaid's pubic hair. After all he'd never get to see it, would he? 

I looked back at the scene and watched as Cook rummaged in the vegetable basket sitting on the huge beech table in the middle of the kitchen. Her eyes lit up as she extracted a cucumber tapered at one end and curved up at the other. "Just the thing." She grinned.

A quizzical frown cast across Molly's face which turned to a mixture of shock and disbelief when Cook pressed her against the table and slid the vegetable between her legs. Slowly Cook slid the green tool against Molly's slit back and forth, back and forth. Her tenseness began to ease away and we watched as her legs inched apart to give Cook a little more access.

"There's a good girl. Not so bad is it." Cook leered. "Now get up on the table and lets see that little wet hole of yours and what its good fer." 

Practically lifting the poor girl up Cook got Molly onto the table leaning back on her hands with Cook pressing her slim thighs apart revealing the slick gash that now had the tapered point of the cucumber pressed against it.

"Nooo Cook, please." Molly pleaded as the tip entered her tight little cunt. "Nooo Cook, noo , noo, noooo .... oooh, ooooooh, aaah, Cooook!"

As Cook worked the vegetable into the new young maid I felt my own skirts being lifted and a hand working its way between my legs. Slender fingers started to work against my hot little pussy through my bloomers. I cast a glance towards Gracie whose hand it could only have been but her gaze was focused on the scene in the kitchen as if she were oblivious to what her fingers were up to.

The fingers worked into my already damp slit pushing the material against my clit and into my spreading hole. My breath became hot in my throat and I ran my tongue around my dry lips as I subconsciously pushed down upon the stimulating hand.

On the kitchen table Molly was gasping out with pleasure now as Cook worked several inches of cucumber in and out of her slopping slot. Her small hands clasped at her tight little breasts as she pulled firmly at her extended nipples.

"Well, well, does our new maid like Cook's attention now. Does little Molly like being fucked with Cook's cucumber cock, eh?" 

"Oooh yes Cook, please Cook don't stop, Cook." Squealed Molly humping up her hips against Cook's thrusting.

"Mmm so it seems. You're getting Cook all worked up here too with your tight little cunt stretched around this phallus. I'm going to fuck you proper now you little tuss."

With one hand still stroking the cucumber in and out Cook straddled the young girl on the table pulling her skirts up to her waist. Somehow tucking them into her apron she reached up and released her huge breasts. Even kneeling up straight the monumental mammaries fell within reach of Molly's mouth. She required no invitation, her stuffed pussy sending large messages around her body labelled 'lust' she grasped Cook's left tit with both hands and sucked a prick sized nipple into her pretty little mouth.

Cook now sat back a little and guided the thick end of the cucumber into her exposed fuck hole. Having made contact she forced herself down making the remaining length of the vegetable disappear completely from our view. Thus engaged she started to thrust her considerable bulk against the diminutive Molly.

"Grrrrggghh yesss." Cook roared as she pounded herself down on the makeshift dildo. "Molly, fuck, oooooh yesss, bite on my nipples girl."

Molly's mouth was working hard against the rubbery teats, switching from one to the other. We saw her body stiffen in silent scream as Cook's thrusts brought her to orgasm. Gracie's fingers were bringing me close too. She had worked my bloomers down and had slipped two digits into my now sopping cunt making obscene slurping noises.

"Ooooh Gracie, you're going to make me cum on your fingers." I panted hoarsely.

"Oooh goody." Smiled Gracie. "My little sister's hot juices. That's right cum all over them so I can lick them clean. Hey take a look at Charity and Robert."

I dragged my eyes away from the scene in the kitchen and looked towards my brother and sister and gasped. Charity had Robert's breeches down again and was avidly sucking on his stiff cock. She had arranged herself so that they could still see through to the kitchen but Robert was having trouble deciding on the best view: His sister sucking his cock or Cook fucking the new maid.

We all shot our eyes back to the kitchen as we heard another movement within. Cook and Molly were so absorbed that they hadn't heard the newcomer enter behind them. The door obscured our view somewhat so all we could see was an erect penis being fisted by a detached hand. The sight sent a tingle to my pussy as I watched a glistening drop of liquid form at the piss hole and dribble down towards the stroking hand.

"Cook you insatiable fuck, could you not wait for a real cock to do the job."

With that the figure mounted the kitchen table behind Cook and pulled her back by her hair. We could see that it was our butler, a robust man of impeccable manners in front of the family.

"Greeves! You fuck prick. We agreed the girl was mine this time." She yelled.

"Yes we did Cook. I'll just have to find somewhere else to poke this rod of mine. Now give me a fart to show me where in this flabby arse of yours I should go." Greeves laughed forcing his stiff prick against Cook's anus.

"You're no oil painting yourself, Greeeeeeeves!" She managed as eight inches of solid cock slid into her slack rear end. "Fuck that's good. Fill me up you rampant dog, you. Fuck me hard while I make this little wench cum for me."

Poor little Molly's eyes were out on stalks as Greeves' ministrations forced Cook to plough an extra couple of inches of cucumber into her sore pussy. Her mouth so full of Cook's teats held her silent though her face screamed volumes.


Squire Gilbert & Family Ch. 02



My sleep was filled with dreams of large penises doing unspeakable things to me but I awoke staring down the cleavage of our chambermaid, Sarah. Sleepily I slipped my hand into her bodice and cupped one of the firm breasts a stiffening nipple stretched into my palm.

"Ooh Mistress Beth." Gasped Sarah. "They said you was waking up to the household and it looks like you're catching up pretty quick, Mistress. But no time now your father has sent me for you. Tis dinner time and you must attend or we'll all be in trouble." 

Oh, very well." I sighed and raised myself off the bed. 

I let Sarah make me ready and led the way down to the Little Hall where all the family ate when we didn't have guests. Everyone was already in the room waiting for me so I curtsied to Father and then to Mother and asked they forgive my tardiness.

Then I saw John and ran into his arms. John had been away with the army for some weeks and I missed him dearly. He looked so handsome in his scarlet uniform and as I broke away from his grip I couldn't help but glance down at his crotch: A distinct outline of his cock was visible. I smiled inwardly as the new little devils inside me got to work.

Dinner was an involved affair that could take hours but for some reason today was brisk. The maids cleared away as we withdrew to a more comfortable room adjacent. John stood next to Mother and Anne stood behind father who was sitting in his large chair. Charity, Gracie and Robert all sat to my left. For some reason all eyes seemed to settle on me.

"Now then Beth," My Mother started, "you have reached an age when you should really be properly part of this family and the ways of this house. I believe you have seen some things today that should give you some idea of what may go on."

I watched in awe. While Mother spoke to me her hand slowly stroked John's leg moving up his thigh higher and higher. I could clearly see a swelling in John's military breeches as she stroked.

"So Beth," she went on as if nothing was happening, "your Father will teach you your next lesson and so you'll be part of the grown up family. Go to your Father now and kneel by him."

Mother's hand had risen and was now lightly brushing up and down John's stiff cock through the material of his breeches. I stood rather shakily and went to kneel by my Father who reached out his hand and ran his fingers through my hair. I looked up at him and smiled and watched as Anne slipped her hand down Father's chest. Further and further it travelled until it rested in his lap. Well, I say 'rested' but it was rather more stroking than rested.

"Watch me, Beth, and learn." - Mother again. 

I turned to look at her and she had loosened John's breeches and had his stiff member in her hand and was slowly rubbing up and down the long shaft. I gasped and felt a pang lighting some internal fire.

I gasped louder when Father's hand on my head pulled me back round to look at him and I came face to .. er .. head with my Father's erect manhood. Anne had fished it out of his breeches and was softly stroking it. She bade me give her my hand and taking it placed it on my Father's hot cock. Father groaned and pulled my head against his stomach so I could see my Mother and still have his prick before me.

Mother fixed me with a purposeful stare as she ran her long tongue along John's hard knob and flicked at the purple end. Pulling her tongue away a string of clear sticky liquid formed a bridge between them. I got the message. Tentatively I stuck my tongue out and ran it against the cock in my own hand and hearing Father groan more I was encouraged to continue.

I copied Mother's every move until I had my lips wrapped around my Father's stiff prick and felt him start to pump it into my mouth. I laved it with my tongue learning to listen for Father's reaction to each touch of my lips and tongue. At the same time using my cool little hand on his shaft and balls.

John was fucking Mother's mouth with some purpose now, a look of driven lust on his face.

"Mother, uuuugh, Maaaahther." John groaned, "I've missed your sweet mouth on my cock so much. Sweet fuck, I'll wager I cum a gallon down your throat."

I continued to push my mouth up and down on Father's rod seeking to match each of his thrusts but every now and then easing back to press the tip of my tongue into his piss slit. He loved it. 

"Good god, Mary, I do believe we've spawned another little sluttern. She sucks cock as well as her sisters." My Father roared. "Let's see how she handles a ball-sack full of Gilbert cum."

"Not yet!" My Mother urged slipping her mouth off my brother's prick. "John's about to pump out his load for us. I know how you love to see him spurting his load onto me."

Mother eased her vest down revealing her full breasts and large rubbery nipples. With one hand working John's penis she squeezed and moulded her large tits with the other. 

"Come John, let your Father see your hot cum splash over your Mother. Spray my face and tits and I'll suck the rest down my throat. Come on John. Cum for Mother." 

Her hand was a blur and she worked John to orgasm. Suddenly he could stand no more, his face a mask of ecstasy. His hips jerked to a standstill and his cock strained. A single rope of hot sperm shot from the end of his cock tracing a line from Mother's mouth, across her eye and into her hair. A pause that seemed to last forever then a second shot lay across Mother's tits and left nipple. Three, four, five more, the spurts increasing in frequency landing variously on Mother's face and tits.

"Oooh John, yesss mmmmm." Mother cooed as she scooped some into her mouth and smeared it liberally into her glistening breasts. She had squeezed the based of her son's prick to halt the process momentarily before she clasped her lips over the end of the shaft and released the pressure. 

John made a little whimpering sound and we watched as his cock jerked a further three times sending the last of his prodigious load into his own Mother's mouth.

"God's fuck, nnnnnnrrrrrrggh," Groaned a voice above me as my mouth was suddenly full of thick viscous fluid ..

"..will I never tire, nrrrrrggghh aaaah ..." 

A second shot of cum before I was able to swallow down the first cascaded from the corner of my mouth ...

"... of watching you get, ooooooh fuuuuck .."

A third rope straight down my throat. I was getting the hang of this.

" ... covered in hot, hot, ccccuuuuuuummmm!!!" My father roared as he emptied his load.

Unable to cope any longer I stroked his cock over my face and throat letting his pearly seed dribble towards my barely visible cleavage and drip obsencely from my lips and chin.

I had been oblivious to this point of my siblings witnessing this perverted scene but now I felt Anne's hand raising up my face as she brought hers down to mine. She smiled at me lovingly and licked her tongue under my chin scooping up towards my lips before slipping into my mouth in one perfect messy kiss.

"Waste not, want not." She grinned as she repeated the process from my throat up.



Squire Gilbert & Family Ch. 03



Anne finished licking Father's cum from my face and throat and in doing so undid the laces on my bodice. Pulling down she released my small breasts sliding the palms of her hands over them before kissing and licking her way down to my nipples.

I was getting more aroused by the second and started to moan out my pleasure. Holding Anne's head against my tiny tits with one hand I reached into her bodice with the other and started to play with her melon sized breasts.

My Father's gentle voice wafted down from above us. "Stand her up Anne and undress her. Let me see how this darling flower has bloomed."

We stood and Anne proceeded to undress me in front of the whole family. My embarrassment was soothed away by Anne nimble fingers as they traced over my body as she undid my laces and ties. When she eventually lifted my vest over my head my body was humming like a mandolin.

I glanced over at Mother and sucked my breath in sharply. She had hooked a leg over the arm of the chair; her skirts pulled up and bunched under her breasts. A finger traced slowly up and down her exposed, shaven slit as she watched Anne play with me.

Without even looking at him she called over to Robert. "Robert, leave your prick alone, boy! Come over here your Mother needs you."

I watched as Robert scurried over to his Mother, his erect cock waving before him like a pikestaff. Mother pointed to her cunt and wordlessly gave her instructions. Robert knelt and immediately burrowed his head between his Mother's thighs.

Mother groaned loudly as Robert's tongue started to work at her slippery slit. The recently spent John looked on and stroked his limp cock lustily.

Just then I felt Father's fingers inching down the crack of my behind as Anne started to slowly undress in front of us, her eyes never leaving mine. Her slow teasing strip had me panting as inch by inch her perfect body was revealed. So wrapt was I that I hardly noticed that Father's fingers were now sliding along the wet lips of my sex.

As Anne slipped her vest over her head and at last revealed her pure alabaster skin, full breasts and hour-glass figure I felt Father's finger slip between my cunt lips. I let out a soft moan and unconsciously parted my legs a little to give him better access.

"Mother, it seems our daughter is still intact." Father called across the room, his finger pressed against the spongy membrane of my maidenhead.

Mother, my brother's tongue deep inside her dripping snatch, managed a reply. "That's nice dear. Nothing a little prick won't cure. Aaah dear gods your son has been practicing I feel, I'm near to cumming dear husband. Oh oooh, aaaah, my gods aaaaaaahhhhhh."

With that Mother threw her head back and howled and her whole body lurched and bucked as an orgasm wracked her full frame.

Father's fingers quivered in my hole as he watched my brother tongue his wife to climax. Anne smiled and slipped in close to me and kissed me full on the lips, letting her tongue dance against mine. Her soft hand slid between our bodies and she lightly flicked her fingers across my sensitive clit as Father continued to finger me.

"Dear sister, it seems Mother is suggesting that you let Father deflower you. How say you to that little sister? Would you like Father's large prick driven deep into this lovely tight little virginal hole?"

Lust controlled me fully now. "Aaaahh yesss, oooh, yess Anne, please. Please help me. I want a cock inside me, Father's cock, I want to be fucked."

"Come Beth," my Father urged, "come sit on my cock and let me spear this tight little hole of yours."

Anne led me backwards easing my legs either side of Father's and positioned me right above his renewed erection. Between them they guided me down until I felt the tip of Father's cock slip between my outer cunt lips. I was suspended partly in fear, holding myself aloft by my arms on each arm of the chair. It was Anne the swiftly knocked my elbows causing me to drop full length onto Father's stiff rod.

"Yeeeeeooooooowww…" I yelled as my virginity evaporated in an instant.

I sat panting, letting the sharp pain dissipate, getting used to the feeling of a large stiff cock buried in my quim. Anne leaned forward and held me to her breast, gently stroking my hair.

"There, there, sister." She soothed. "Now enjoy yourself, fuck yourself on Father's hard pole. Lift yourself up and down and make Father spurt his seed up inside you."

She helped by easing me up a little and Father assisted by clasping hold of my bottom cheeks and lifting me up and down. The rhythm started to become natural and I took over using my well toned thighs to milk Father's prick.

"Ye gods, you're tight around my cock, my girl." Father groaned. "You have such a lovely hot tight cunt. Ooooh fuck me, daughter, fuck Papa's cock with that lovely wet cunt."

Anne helped by slipping her finger down onto my clit and stroked me as I started to bounce up and down faster.

"Aaaah, ooooh it feels so good. Yeessss Anne rub just there … on my god I'm going to cum … cum all over Papa's cock." I whined. "Here it comes Papa … aaah …. Aaaah ….. aaaah …… yeesssssssssss."

Father groaned loudly as my vaginal muscles clamped around his shaft.

"Good god, James." My Mother's voice cut through the haze of my orgasm, "Beth's young cunt looks like it's strangling your poor prick, my love. It's so tight but my god what a juicy sight. Fuck her hard, my love, show her what it's like to be fucked properly." 

And then, speaking to her son who was watching my ritual fucking with Mother's cunt juice dripping from his face. "Robert, come here my lad and give your Mother that lovely young stud prick of yours. Come fuck Mama."

She practically hauled poor Robert to his feet and pulling him by his cock led it to the entrance of her well licked hole. Then grabbing him by the buttocks she yanked him balls deep into her.

"That's right young man, aaah …ahhh .bone your Mother hard. Pump your ooooh fuck yes .. fuck rod deep in the cunt that birthed you."

To my left I heard some plaintive squeals and both Father and I looked around. Grace and Charity had divested themselves of their clothes and sat legs widespread finger fucking each other watching the incredible scene before them.

"John," my Father called, "I believe your services are required on the couch. Go man and see to your sisters' needs."

John who had been watching from beside his Mother needed no second invitation and strode with purpose towards his sisters. His clothes were off in a trice and his long sword crashed to the floor. His other long weapon flashed angrily in his hand. 

Both girls flung themselves to their knees in front of the six foot stack of manhood. Gracie was the first to envelope John's rod in her velvety mouth while Charity sucked hungrily at his balls.

I recommenced my assault on my Father's cock running my soaking hole up and down. Anne beside herself with lust fingered herself while frigging my clit and tonguing at my nipples. I reached down and gently cupped my Father's heavy balls in my hand squeezing and playing with them.

"Oooh my beauty." Moaned Father. "You'll have a cunt full of your Father's cream if you keep that up."

So I did. Nothing mattered now but getting my wonderful Father to spurt inside my vagina.

"Father, ooooh Papa, please. Please fill up your little girl's cunt with your hot cum. Spurt up inside you're daughter's tight little hole … ooooh … oooh .. Papa, you're going to make me cum again … fuck me, spurt in me." I yelled riding his cock to distraction.

On the couch John had wasted no time and had pushed Charity onto all fours and was pummelling her hot snatch with his brotherly meat. Gracie moved round and had offered her wet hole to her sister. Charity fell upon the tasty morsel running her tongue from Gracie's puckered anus to her clit.

"Oh my god, Charity. That's it, right there. Suck on my clit while John fucks your hot cunt. Ooooh John, fuck her hard make her lick me damnably good." Moaned Gracie squeezing her nipples.

John manfully plundered his sister's cunt while feasting his eyes on her tongue-work. A glistening sheen broke out on his muscular body as he stepped up his thrusting.

"Ye gods, Charity, I've missed your hot little hole. Aaah, yesss, cum for me girl, cum all over your brother's stiff cock."

In my frenzied state I glanced over at Mother. She had locked her legs around Robert's tight bottom and was hauling him deeper into her leaking fuck hole.

"Oooh, aaahh fuck me Robert. Fill Mama full of your youthful seed. That's it Robert cum for Mama." She practically yelled.

Robert could hold on no longer and groaning loudly thrust back his head and spunked deep into his loving mother's womb. Each spurting jerk diminished until he collapsed in Mother's arms. Her spasming cunt milked every last drop from him as she too orgasmed and fell limp.

I was bouncing heartily on my Papa's stiff rod working my way to yet another crushing orgasm. Father thrust upward for my every down-stroke causing the head of his cock to lodge firming into the entrance of my womb. At every stroke it felt as though his cock would burst through my slight frame.

"Beth, ooooooh Beth. Papa can take no moooore, here have Papa's spunk nowooooooonnnnrg."

I felt his large stiff penis jerk and spasm inside me sending his scolding hot cream directly into my womb. It was then the demons inside me had their way, tearing my very being apart, it seemed.

"Papa, I'm cumming toooo, aah .. aaaah … nnnnrnrnnggh. Filll me Papa, fill me up … nnnnrrrrrrrgh."

Beside me through the exploding fireworks I heard and felt Anne orgasm too. Her slender fingers pummelled her open slot while her other hand mashed her large firm breasts.

As we all descended into the warm afterglow we watched John as he now serviced Gracie's dripping slit. Charity, too exhausted from her rough shagging, lay her head on Gracie's tummy watching the cock that had finished her pump in and out of her sibling's hole. 

"John," she soothed, "don't cum inside Gracie, pull out and shoot in my mouth. I want to taste you."

John envisioned the scene and feeling Grace's cunt muscles strangle his tool as she orgasmed could wait no longer. Snarling like a rabid dog he tore his cock from the velvety hole and rammed a good length into Charity's waiting mouth. Despite having cum once already he was still able to deliver a prodigious volume between his sister's lips.

When John at last stopped pumping into her mouth she let his prick slip away. A strange smile creased the corners of her pursed lips as she rose up above Grace's open mouth. We all watched as she let John's stringy juice dribble from her lips onto Gracie's waiting tongue. They then kissed, noisily sharing his seed until every drop had been consumed.

"Now we are truly a family." Laughed Father easing his sticky softening prick from my vagina with a slurp. "Now, where was I? Ah yes." Then he bellowed in my ear, "Greeves, BRANDEEEE."



Squire Gilbert & Family Ch. 04



I awoke the next morning with Sarah, our chambermaid, leaning over me fluffing my pillows. Her young firm breasts were seductively bulging out of her bodice just before my eyes.

"Mmmm Sarah," I murmured sleepily, "What time is it?"

"Late Mistress Beth. Time to be getting ready for the day."

"Surely we have a little time to wake up properly." 

I turned my face towards hers and reached up to place a light kiss on her lips.

"Oooh you are a naughty one, Mistress Beth." She teased nevertheless returning the kiss with a little too much fervour.

I slipped my tongue between her lips and at the same time eased her silky breasts out of her bodice. Smoothing my hands over them as our tongues danced I felt her nipples harden against my palms. My fingers sought them out and gently pulled and pinched the rubbery tips until Sarah was moaning into my mouth.

Pulling away she gasped, "Mistress, my nipples are really sensitive. I might not be able to stop myself if you carry on like that."

I smiled at her and locked my gaze onto hers as I bent my head to take one of the stiff nubs between my lips and sucked for a moment.

"And if I should suck on them like this," I took another deep suck, "what then, Sarah?"

"Aaaahh Mistress Beth, please don't tease me so."

I sucked again and this time took the other between thumb and forefinger and mashed it firmly.

"Who's teasing? Come Sarah, take off your shift let us make love."

"Mmmm oooh Mistress, don't. I'll lose my job." She protested half heartedly.

"Don't be silly Sarah. Come, if anyone catches us I'll tell them I made you do it. And besides from what I'm learning about my family they're more likely to fuck you than fire you."

All the while I played with the poor girl's rock hard nipples making it impossible for her to refuse. She tugged at her simple clothes and they cascaded about her feet leaving her totally naked before me. I drank in the beautiful sight of her firm, shapely body with not a shadow of hair anywhere to be seen apart from her auburn flowing locks of her head. Her pussy lips standing just proud, just visible between her legs caught my attention next.

I reached out and slipped my fingers against her sex. It was already moist from my attentions to her lovely breasts and her sharp intake of breath told me all I wanted to know.

She bit her lip momentarily then formed a perfect "o" with her lips and cooed softly while my fingers slipped through her slick slit.

"Ooooh Mistress Beth, if you don't stop .... Aaahh ... I shall surely faint from the pleasure of it .... Ooooh yesss."

My fingers were getting fair soaked as I rubbed them through her hot little pussy slit. Watching the liquid glisten on my fingers entranced me and for the first time I knew I needed to taste this elixir. I looked her directly in her beautiful eyes as I raised my fingers to my lips and lapped every drop of her sex juice from them.

She watched intently as I sampled her juices. "Do you like the taste, Mistress?"

"Oooh Sarah, yes, you taste delightful."

"I think I know what you would like Mistress and it would please me greatly too. Lay back Mistress Beth.

With that she firmly pressed me back onto the bed then with a big grin on her face proceeded to sit astride me, her fragrant womanhood inches from my face.

"Mistress Beth, use your tongue on me. Lick me and make me cum into your lovely mouth."

But Sarah, I don't know how." I protested.

"You will, Mistress, you will. Trust to yourself, you will do just fine." She murmured as she lowered her sex onto my unsure mouth.

Just as she said I found my lips and tongue naturally begin to work on her wet and slippery cunt. I ran my tongue deep into her hole and heard her gasp with pleasure. I looked up at her and watched as she clasped her lovely breasts in her hands and played with her stiff nipples. I studied the changes in her expression as I played my tongue on her clitoris or sucked her lips into my mouth. I held her firm buttocks in my hands and manipulated her against my mouth drinking down every drop of juice that seemed to pour out of her hole.

"Aaah Mistress .... Ooooh .... Aaah ... aaa ... aaaaah ... Mistress just there, aaah .. oh shit Mistress .. aaah ... you're going to make me cum." She babbled.

I wanted her so much to cum for me, to cum in my mouth, my first time. I reached round so that I could use my fingers and got to work rubbing her clit while my tongue burrowed deep in her cunt hole. She went wild on me grinding her whole pussy against my face.

"Mistress, oooooh ..... aaaaa ... aaaahhh ... Mistress ... make me cum ... you're aah .. aaaahh ... aaaaahhhhhhh making me nnnnnnnnnrrrrrrrgrggghhhh."

My mouth flooded with juice, so much so I wondered if she'd peed on me. I swallowed and swallowed savouring every drop. Slowly her movements eased and her breathing became more regular. She eased herself off of me and brought her face down to mine, showering me with little pecks, kisses and licks and lapping up her own juices from my face.

"Oooh Mistress, that was wonderful. I've never cum so hard with a girl before."

We continued to kiss passionately for a few moments sharing her cum between us. She had reached back with her hands and was softly stroking my breasts stoking my embers slowing into flame.

"My turn, Mistress Beth." She whispered. "Come help me take off this nightshift and show me that lovely body."

I did as I was bid and we lifted off my nightshift. She pushed me back on the bed again and we pressed our young bodies together. Her thigh slipped between mine and I found myself rubbing myself up and down her leg as she kissed and tongued my mouth. Her hands explored my small firm breasts and her fingers pulled at my stiff nipples as I arched my sex against her silky thighs.

In what seemed an age she worked her way down my body sucking at my breasts before worming her tongue into my belly button. Her hand took over between my legs, her palm pressed against my mound driving me mad for more positive touching.

She stopped and smiled wickedly. "Mistress you are ever so wet. Look how slippery you have made my thigh. And look at my hand."

She raised it up to me and I grabbed her wrist, bringing her palm to my lips I lapped up my own sex juice. Gods I was becoming a sex fiend. She just smiled pulled her hand back and slipped two fingers against my aching slit.

"Mmm Mistress, I love watching my fingers open your little lips. Your hole looks ever so inviting and I wager that it's ever so tight. Just right for a chambermaid's little tongue or a nice stiff cock, I'd say. Did you like it when your own Father pushed his prick up inside you, Mistress?"

"Sarah!" I chastised. "Do you servants know everything that goes on in this house? If you must know, you cheeky girl, it was a bit dreamy to start with but when he pushed it deep up me I couldn't get ..... aaaahh ....enough." 

I gasped sharply as I spoke to her because when I mentioned 'deep up me' Sarah pushed two fingers up me grinning broadly as she did so. She now worked those fingers to good effect fucking me and making my juices slurp as they slid in and out of my wet hole. She manoeuvred herself until she lay between my wide open legs and latched her mouth against my exposed, leaking pussy.

"Mmmm Mistress, your pussy tastes so good." She gasped between licks. "I think I shall want to lick you awake every morning. Now I shall make you cum for me, all over my fingers and tongue, just like you did over your lovely Father's hot prick."

I cast my head back and closed my eyes abandoning myself to her well-practiced fingers and tongue. Visions of my Father flashed through my head as Sarah brought me ever closer to my peak.

She worked me slowly and carefully for what seemed hours increasing the pace of her finger fucking and tonguing very gradually. Then very suddenly she forced her mouth hard against me groaning loudly into my pussy as she did so. Her movements then became more rhythmic and her groaning more constant. 

I raised my head and opened my eyes: "In the name of heavens!" I squealed.



Squire Gilbert & Family Ch. 05



Now you have to realise that I was seconds away from cumming in my sweet chambermaid's mouth. Her eyes were somewhat glazed and looking up at me as she mashed her tongue into my hole along with two of her slender fingers.

Above her another set of eyes, along with a big lecherous grin, looked down on my face of utter surprise and shock.

"Good morning Sister Beth." My brother John laughed down at me. "Young Sarah here made the mistake of leaving her rear undefended, a desperate mistake in battle, don't you know, ha ha."

"Oh my gods ... aaaah ...aaah .. I'm going to cummmmm nnnnnnnnrg!" Was all I could manage as my primal urges overtook any sense I had. I heard Sarah gurgle as she was drenched in more juices than I'd ever thought possible for me to produce.

"Mmmmm Mistress aah ..aaah Beth, that was a aaah .. oooh .. aaah good one." Smiled Sarah a few moments after we'd both recovered a little.

"Sarah, has that brother of mine lodged his big cock in that nice tight pussy of yours?" I ventured.

"No Mistress, oooh ...aaaaah .. Your bother has chosen to take me aaah aaah .. anally this morning."

"My godfathers, Sarah. Does that not hurt?"

"Aaaah ...oh .. at first a little sometimes but .. ooh oh .. I think Master John has used some .. aahhuug ..tallow to ease the passage."

"And a very fine and ..uuh ... uuuh .. tight passage it is too. Care to observe Sister Beth? Come under here and have a closer view." John smirked indicating under Sarah's raised behind.

I was in the highest state of excitement I though that a person could be in. The thought of seeing my elder brother's cock buried deep in my chambermaid's arsehole intrigued me and brought a further tightness to the knots in my belly.

I swivelled around and, with Sarah's co-operation, wormed my way under her shapely body. I felt her stiff nipples and soft breasts trace over mine and down my moist body until I could look up at her glistening vagina. Above, my brother's prodigious tool was mostly hidden from view by Sarah's gripping anus. Lust overcame me.

I reached up with one hand and clasped my brother's jangling testicles. With the other I ran my fingers through the folds of Sarah's dripping cunt lips. Both parties above me gasped and groaned as I played with their sex.

"Master John, ... aaah ... aaah .. fuck my tight hole ... nnnrg ... Oh mercy your little sister has her fingers in my cunt ... nnnrg ..... aaaah ... Oh gods I'm going to cum."

"Yes my sweet little Sarah. I can feel her fingers playing with my prick and she has her other hand around my balls. Uug oooh .. and I do believe that was her tongue playing on my cock just where it meets with your excruciatingly tight little arsehole."

"Yes yes Master ... oooh ... John .. I can feel it too .. aaah ..aaaah ... here I cum ... nnnnnnnrnnnrrrrrggghhhh."

"Oh yes Sarah, cum on the end of my cock and drip your cunt all over Sister Beth's face. Gods you are so tight."

"Keep fucking her Brother John," I heard myself cry through mouthfuls of Sarah's heady love juice. "Fuck her, make her cum again, John."

"Anything for my little sister. Have some more Sarah, take this." He roared as he thrust his cock deeper still in the chambermaid's rectum, pounding her into my bedsheets. 

I watched as his cock slid in and out of its tight glove, the skin wrinkling slightly on the down stroke and stretching on the up as Sarah's tight hole fought to keep it in place. The skin around her pucker pulled obscenely in and out with each movement as my fingers continued to pump in and around her swimming cunt hole.

"Dear god .. noooo" Her cries were muffled by the bedclothes, "no more ... ooooh ....grrrrr ... I can't take it ... oh my ... oh my ... I going to cum again ... noo .. nooo ... ooooh .. aaaah ..... nnnnrrrrgh."

The poor girl fair near collapsed on top of me as her orgasm drained the power from her body. My brother waited patiently for her to calm before extracting his soiled member from her anus. It left her hole gaping wide, teasing me to dip my tongue in and sooth her. So I did. 

She groaned deliciously as I made a meal out of slowly licking around the stretched muscle until slowly it closed about my tongue. She fell to one side her breath rasping in her throat and I was left staring up at my lovely brother's hard manhood.

I reached up and clasped my hand around the shaft and slowly ran my fingers the length of it and back again. John groaned in bliss as his little sister slowly took control.

"Mmm, I wonder what this would feel like in my tight little cunt, Brother?" I mused aloud.

"Ye gods, girl. Twas less than 12 hours since that Father took your virginity and now you suggest your Brother to fucks you. What have we done? Have we opened Pandora's box."

"No, Brother silly. Just my box. Now let me see what a cock tastes like that's been in a chambermaid's rear." I teased bending the cock towards my mouth.

"No wait Sister .. ooooh gods." 

His protest was too late as I tipped back my head and took a good 4 inches of my Brother's stiff prick deep into my mouth. Curling my tongue I lapped at every available inch while keeping a little suction, remembering all that I had witnessed of other more experienced members of my family. I couldn't stop from thinking momentarily that many of the more experienced would have insisted on removing the tallow first – ever tasted tallow?

Brother John's groans were testament to the success of my attempt. He started to ease more of his rampant member into my mouth until I felt the tip reach the back of my throat and started to gag. 

"Oh my little sweet thing, I forgot you were a mere novice as yet." He taunted pulling back a little.

I glared in defiance at his nut brown ball-sack, as I could see nothing else and forced his prick back down against my throat. Snorting almost violently through my nose I managed a further two inches into the tight confines of my gullet but alas could not sustain it. 

"Oh Master John," Sarah had recovered, "let me watch you take your sister. I want to watch your big prick stretch this tight little morsel. Oh please, please let me see it."

Sarah ran her hand to my neglected cunt and slipped two fingers inside making me gasp around John's hot shaft. The slurping noise that followed told me that she had licked them clean directly afterwards.

"Your sister is so wet and slippery, Master John, I am sure your prick will fair glide into her." She whimpered sliding her digits back into my cunt and twisting them.

"I must say young angel that where your fingers are looks a tad inviting. How about it, Sister Beth, do you think you can take this piece of meat?" Leered my dear brother.

I let his cock slip from my mouth and wiped the dribbling saliva away with the back of my hand. Still impaled on Sarah's fingers I twisted around to face my brother and lewdly spread my legs wide open.

"Fuck me, Brother. Stick that lovely big prick into my tight little hole and fuck me. I want Sarah to watch your cock stretching your little sister's cunt wide open and I want you to spurt your hot cum deep into me."

Neither Sarah nor I were quiet ready for the speed of reaction that my lust driven tirade had evoked. John, with cock in hand, lunged forward very accurately targeting the entrance to my vagina with the head of his dick. Sarah only just managed to get her fingers out of the way as John thrust most of his cock into my constricted tunnel.

"An officer of the Dragoons is always at a lady's service and deadly with his rapier, dear Sister." He laughed thrusting his cock the rest of the way into me.

"Dear heavens, aaah ...aaah .Brother, I do believe you are bigger .. uuug ... aah.. than Father in both length and girth." I panted as he withdrew slightly and thrust again.

Sarah squealed with delight as she avidly watched brother and sister fucking with abandon inches in front of her. I reached up and fondled her breasts, lust once again taking over my actions. She leant down and we kissed deeply, our tongues mingling as her fingers sought out and gently pinched my rock hard nipples.

"Aaah, Mistress Beth," she moaned breaking our kiss, "please finger my pussy while your brother fucks you. This is so perfectly dirty I need to cum watching you both."

The mere thought of finger fucking my chambermaid to orgasm while John pumped his cock into me had me close to an orgasm of my own. I reached between her legs, my eyes pinned to hers, and cautiously slid two fingers into her sopping slit. Her face was a picture as I started to work them in and out of her.

"Oooh yes, Mistress, that's right fuck me with your fingers. Master John please lean back so I can watch your lovely prick spearing your sister."

John obliged and Sarah began to rock her self against my invading fingers moaning loudly as she got closer to cumming. So distracted was I that my own orgasm crept up on me almost by surprise.

"Fuck John, this is aaaah .. so .. delicious. Fuck, you're going to make me cum ... Oh John, dear brother ... aaaaah ....ooooh ...ooh .. ooh ...I'm cumming all over your lovely cock ... fuck fuck ...aaaah .. nnnnnnrrrrrrrrrgh."

As my body convulsed my fingers thrust powerfully into Sarah taking her over the edge as well. She gushed over my fingers, my hand and wrist.

"Oh gods, Mistress, ... aaah ... aaaaaaaaaahh .. fuck Mistress, you've made me cummmm. No don't stop, don't ..... aaaaah ...aaaahhh .. and aaaagainnnnnn."

"Ye gods, I can't take all this girl cum," My brother roared, "I'm going to fill you up little sister. I'm going to spunk in your lovely tight little cunt."

"Yes, brother, oh yess. I want to feel your hot cum splashing into my womb. Cum inside me pleeeeaase."

"Oh yes, Master John, let me watch you spunk up your little sister. Spurt your lovely thick cream deep inside her. Cum for us Master John, cum now."

"Gods, you girls are uug .. incorrigible .. uuh .. uuh .. here it comes aaaaah."

With a loud howl my brother forced his cock as deep as he could and I felt his cock pulse with each spurt of hot cream he delivered. My vaginal muscles tightened around his shaft as I came again. 

We all collapsed in a worn out heap on the bed. My brother slowly deflated and slipped from my filled pussy and I felt Sarah's fingers lazily play between my slick and dripping lips. Every now and again she would scoop her fingers into her mouth to suck our combined juices.

"Sarah, you really are a slut." I remarked.

"Mmm good isn't it." She smiled and closed her lips around mine letting me taste my brother on her tongue.