0 comments/ 44197 views/ 2 favorites All in the Family Ch. 04 By: sadistic_strutta Mary woke up before the others, she had to take her birth control because it would be so fun trying to explain who the father was if she were to get pregnant. Carefully she slid out of her father's arms and stood briefly to look at her two handsome and hung men that made her heart skip a beat. Quietly she crept up to her room, taking her medicine she lay back down, this time on her bed, and drifted back off to sleep. Jamie turned inward to William, a hand falling in his lap brushing his father's penis. William, still sleeping, took Jamie's hand and brought it over to rest on his dick. Jamie took hold of it, stroking it slowly; William turned his head to Jamie's and planted a kiss on his forehead. Jamie lifted his head up to meet William's lips and touched them with his own. William finally opened his eyes as he cupped the back of Jamie's neck to bring him closer. Still drowsy William broke the kiss to lean down in Jamie's lap; he took his hardening prick in his mouth to suck it. Jamie's eyes flew open at the overwhelming sensation, looking down he was surprised who was sucking him off but too content to say anything. Instead he brought a hand to rest on the back of William's bead, gently pushing down further on his now fully erect penis. William took it entirely in his mouth up to the balls. By this time he was awake and after a brief battle with his conscience one more time about right and wrong he made his decision. He rose up off Jamie's dick and one by one took his balls into his mouth, suckling and massaging them. Jamie's hand reached under his father's dick, wrapping his hand around it and began jerking him off in a hurried up and down motion. William's pace slowed as the sensation grew inside him. "Dad I need to fuck something," Jamie replied, breathless. "Me too, should we call Mary?" "No, I want to fuck you." With a brief hesitation William agreed, "Okay, so long as I fuck you in return." "Deal, now get down on the floor doggystyle." William did as he was told and braced for the penetration. "I'll try to be easy with you Dad." "Please do." Jamie played with his own dick for a second before wetting it with spit. He placed his hard twitching phallus in front of his father's asshole; slowly he inserted the head, thrusting a little to get his father used to the feeling. Then he slipped it in little by little until he was fully immersed. William gasped in air at the feeling. "You okay Dad?" "Yeah, I'll be fine. It kind of hurts and feels weird, that's all." "I'll be gentle and it's a feeling you have to get used to." "Oh I know. Okay son, go ahead." With his father's consent Jamie gave a hard thrust and William cringed while Jamie smiled. Jamie resolved that he would be gentle and therefore kept his thrusts gentle. Jamie was breathing hard and felt close to his climax when William spoke up. "I think I should get a chance to return the favor and fuck your ass." "Okay well let me cum in your mouth then." "After it's been in my ass?" "If you want to fuck me you have to." "Fine, are you about to cum?" "Yeah, come here." William obeyed and sat sucking on his son's ass flavored dick till he felt its release and hot salty fluid fill his mouth. At first William gagged after being caught off guard but overcame the taste and licked it all up. "Oh wow that was good, I guess it's your turn now," Jamie stated with reluctance. William smiled, "It sure is, now lay down; we're going to do this a bit differently." Jamie obeyed and William lifted his son's legs over his shoulders after kneeling in front of him. William said nothing but smiled mischievously as he rammed his dick viciously in Jamie's ass. "Shit, Dad that hurt!" "Whoops." William kept up his pace , fucking his son's ass hard, being unforgiving and lightly smacking Jamie's balls, Jamie squirmed and tried to escape but William held him firm, pumping faster as he felt himself nearing his explosion. William pulled out before cumming and straddled himself over Jamie's face which was contorted in pain. William forced his dick in Jamie's mouth just in time as his seed blurted out of him and into Jamie and he gagged at the taste and the experience. "Ah, that felt great," William replied with a smile. "Dad, why'd you treat me like that?" Jamie asked after recovering. "Because I can son because I can." "Now that's hot," Mary chimed in as she watched the whole thing from the doorway. All in the Family Ch. 04 Kate had walked on the treadmill at the gym everyday for the two weeks since Casey finished her high-tech computer controlled prosthetic leg known as a C-leg. Every few days she turned the speed up a little more. Her hands lightly held the bars, the prosthetic leg moving as naturally as the real one. The wife-beater undershirt, damp with sweat, barely hid the jiggling breasts. The black running shorts trimmed with white piping were split up each side to the waistband and with each step seemed to show a little of her hips. "Nice ass," the older man huffed as he walked by wiping at the sweat on his forehead with the back of the sweaty arm. "I need a headband like yours." He stopped and walked back stopping at the front of her treadmill. "How'd you do it?" She kept walking and glanced at the clock - ten more minutes. Slowly, she looked in his direction. "What?" "Lose the leg?" His stance relaxed slightly and he lifted his t-shirt to wipe his face. "Oh, you do have a nice ass." He chuckled. "I've been enjoying it for the last few days." He laughed again as he glanced around. They were alone at one end of the large room. "I'm partial to it too." Kate laughed, still not breathing hard, but uncomfortable walking faster. She smiled at the man taking in his appearance - slightly older by a few years, about six feet, in good shape, handsome. "I'm Kate." She nodded her head. "Tony." He waved a hand then rested both against his waist. "I just joined." "Me too. Two weeks." She paused. "Just got my leg and this is a great way to practice walking." She paused. "Every other day I turn the speed up a little." "How far do you go?" "I'm shooting for five miles." "I just moved to town. I'm an engineer ... software." He continued to watch. "I'm kind of new around here. I work in a clothing store." She glanced at the clock again. "Five more minutes. Maybe we could have lunch after I shower ... if you really like my ass." She laughed and watched him stare at her leg. "It's okay." "What?" "That you're looking at my leg. I'm flattered." He tried to pretend he'd not been looking and failed. "I'll meet you out front after you shower." - Holly strolled along the path across the campus toward Howard Hall. The empty short left sleeve of the dark blue blouse bobbed with each jaunty step. A notebook and textbook rested inside the backpack along with her wallet. Black running shoes covered the feet at the end of the blue jean legs. A man and woman stopped talking long enough to watch. Holly casually waved even though she did not know them. "Hi," a female voice of someone whose feet were moving quickly called from behind her as she walked up the fifteen steps to the building. A hand opened the door. Holly stopped inside the lobby and looked. "Sorry for staring," the woman with black hair said clutching several books in her arm. "I saw you the other day. I just wanted to talk to you sometime ... about your arm." "Sure," she replied. "I'm getting used to all the questions." She giggled and continued to take in the woman's appearance - short, slim, nearly flat chest, great face, and a man's style haircut. She wore a white t-shirt and stiff Wrangler jeans with cuffs rolled up more than once making her look like a tuff guy from the fifties who would have had a pack of cigarettes rolled in one sleeve. Holly apologetically said, "I'm late for class." "Maybe we could meet at the commons for lunch ... my treat. I don't want to be a bother. I'm having my arm amputated soon." - Kate carried a pair of crutches in one hand, a gym bag in the other. The prosthetic leg along with the real one, extended pleasantly below the mid-thigh khaki skirt. A somewhat loose black t-shirt did not hide the shape of the breasts or that she wore no bra. She lifted the crutches slightly. "Need these in the shower." She lowered her hand. "There's a diner half a block away. Let me dump these in my car and we can walk." "Great. I'll get rid of my bag." He paused to watch her walking away and whistled. "Stuff like that will get you a lot," she yelled over her shoulder. She stopped at his car as he slammed the trunk lid. "You're making me feel good," she said and stepped towards the sidewalk. He followed letting his fingers curl around hers. Their hands swung comfortably as they silently walked. She glanced at him several times. "Hope you're not attached." He held the door to the dinner for her. "Not for a few years." They followed a woman to a booth by the window and slid in, one on either side of the table. The woman left the menus unfolded in front of them then walked away. He continued. "She'd had cancer in her early twenties, lost a leg, then the cancer went into remission. I met her ten years later and we married soon afterwards." He stopped and looked at Kate for a moment. "Seems the cancer decided to come back." "Sorry." Kate rested her hand on his and rubbed softly. "It was a shock. It's been three years and I'm mostly over it. I'll of course never forget her." "No, of course not." A server took their orders and walked away. "So, you're thinking I'll be a good replacement." Her hand held his again. She made a little nervous laugh and patted his hand, then held it again. "Sorry, that was rude." "Actually, I've been taken with the way you looked at the gym. I was starting to have dreams about you even. Something in me screamed that I had to introduce myself." "That's sweet. Guess I'd noticed you too." She smiled and waited until the hamburger plates were on the table and the server gone. "I'm single, never been married. Been in a few relationships ... nothing more than a few years and the last one ended before I moved here. I'm feeling good about my leg, I don't mind that it is gone." He ate and listened, pausing to watch. "Do you always use your prosthesis?" "No. I enjoy walking with crutches too. Was she the only amputee you've known?" He shook his head but said nothing. "Bet you've looked at others." She grinned. I have." "You have?" he questioned. "Ah, the 'moment of truth'," she teased. "Did she know you were interested in her because she was an amputee?" She waited for the answer that didn't come. "Listen, I don't mind that you looked at me because of my leg. I actually find it exciting." "I don't understand." "Come on-n. I looked at amputees because I got a thrill from it. Now I look at myself and get the same thrill." She paused. "It's okay. Be honest with me. It's the only way we can do this." "Yes," he meekly whispered. "Good." She lowered her voice and leaned forward. "You want to get into my panties and I want in your shorts." She sat back up and chuckled. "Yeah ... got that right." He wiped the napkin across his lips and pushed the empty plate to the end of the table by the aisle. "Been too long since ... ah, you know." She leaned forward again, whispered, "What, since you had any pussy?" She giggled the pushed her empty plate next to his while wiping her lips with a napkin. She refolded it and dropped it on the plate. - Allison and Leah walked hand in hand though the mall. Each wore short dresses letting their prosthetic legs show as nicely as their real legs. "Have you heard from Kate?" Leah asked playing with her wedding band then Allison's band. "Geez, I love us being married." "Not since last week. She's working out at the gym on the treadmill." "We're what, a month ahead of her?" Leah commented. "I love how nicely we walk with these legs. I was almost expecting to use crutches all the time. Don't get me wrong, I do love being on crutches." "Any regrets that you only did one leg," Allison asked. "Robert can always do the other one." "Nah. For now, this is fine. I'm glad you did your leg at the same time. I was terrified to tell you that night." "I've always tried to be understanding. Isn't that what mothers are supposed to do?" "Shhh," Leah shushed holding her finger to her lips. "That's our secret, remember?" - Tony parked next to Kate in her driveway. She bent over, pulling the crutches from the backseat when he stopped behind her. "Nice ass," he teased giving her a soft swat. "Hold your horses," she said as she pushed the door closed. She turned and leaned close enough to kiss his lips quickly. "We have plenty of time." "Oh boy." He followed her inside and closed the front door. She dropped the crutches and gym bag by the wall then wrapped her arms around his waist. Her lips pressed against his letting her tongue slip slightly into his mouth. She rubbed against the swelling in his pants. "Now, THAT is 'Oh boy'," she teased and rubbed herself against him again. "Do I get to see you without your leg?" "Follow me and you can see all of me." She swished her hips and walked towards the bedroom. He picked up the crutches and followed. The snap on the khaki skirt came undone and she dropped the skirt to the floor taking a step out of it. "Hope you're not too disappointed in my body. I'm sure there're better ones around." She pushed the ribbed white boy-cut panties towards the floor. "Don't sell yourself short. Hey, I like the trimmed hair around your pussy a lot." He dragged a hand over the front of his pants. "Get 'em off," she instructed. "Let's see the goods." She pulled the blouse over her head and watched. One hand rested against her waist, the other working its way between her legs. She still wore the prosthesis and nothing else. "Guess we're committed to this." He laughed as he removed his underwear. His erection fell forward and he stepped closer. His hand held the small of her back as he pulled her against him. They stood and necked, and kissed while letting hands explore unexplored places. "Oh Tony," she moaned between kisses. "Thanks for liking my ass." She quickly ground against him for a moment. "I'll try to not disappoint." "I'm begging you to not do that. I'm no great shakes either." "Shush, I bet you have a full dance card all the time." He rubbed his naked body against her and held his head back enough to see her whole face. "No ma'am. Not for a year ... and then it was just for a few weeks." He press his lips against hers let the kiss linger. "Will you lay down with me?" "Only if you take that leg off. Maybe I can pleasure your stump with a nice massage." Kate sat on the edge of the bed and began to remove her leg. Looking at Tony, she said, "Baby, you say the nicest things." The leg fell on the floor. She lay back and waved the stump in the air. "There it is." He wrapped his hands around it near the end and kissed it. "I'm glad you want it this way." He rubbed his face over the end then kissed it again. "How did you know?" "A little birdie told me." He laughed and let a hand slide up the inside of the stump as he lay beside her. "Lets work our way up on the bed." "Oh Tony, you don't mind ... you know, about why ... my leg...?" She moved upwards until her head was on the pillow. He moved along then rolled her against him and began another kiss. - The small black haired woman sat on the low wall, as Holly neared the commons building. It had been a long lecture. "Hi," she said stopping in front of her. "I didn't get your name. Mine is Holly." The woman held up her hand and gave a little wave. "Alex, actually Alexandra, but I prefer Alex." "If we hurry, we can beat the rush. I'm starving." They carried trays to a table by the window looking towards the quad where two guys were playing Frisbee. Several people sat reading books. Someone was tossing a tennis ball for a dog. "How was your class?" Alex asked as she took a sip from her drink. "Two hour lecture and no break. My frigin' hand is cramped." "I only have three classes and I can graduate." "Lucky you, but I'll be done soon. You said something about losing an arm." "Yeah-h." Alex paused and looked out the window eating some of her sandwich. "I never know how to talk about this." She nibbled again. "I had my off 'cause I wanted, ah, needed to be this way." Holly sat up trying to look proud and moved her armless shoulder slightly. Alex sipped from her drink and looked up at the ceiling as if looking for a sigh from a deity. "I started noticing all the amputees in town. It took me a while, but six months ago, I spoke to one. It was clear she wasn't at all happy about losing her arm." She nervously looked around. "Why did you talk to me?" "I don't know. Guess I was getting desperate again." "Are you really going to have an arm amputated?" "That's what I want." Alex looked into her lap and shook her head. "I'm going crazy 'bout this." "Relax." Holly reached out and held her hand. "I care." - Tony and Kate lay pressed together. His hand caressed her face as his lips caressed her lips. His eyes locked on hers. The tip of his nose rubbed against hers, all the time feeling the warmth of her against him. His kisses pecked over her face. Fingers strummed her spine. "Hmmm, this is nice." His hand toyed with a breast. He could feel her stump rubbing his thigh. "Never expected this when I got up this morning," she whispered in his ear and sucked lightly on the earlobe. "We have all the time we want." She reached and wrapped fingers around the shaft. "Hmmm, baby." He felt her slipping lower. "Need to see," she said and sucked gently on the head. "So nice." She sucked again letting just a little slip into her mouth for a moment. "Do you like that?" She watched him nod and sucked again. He pulled at her stump and rubbed it over his face. His hand drifted along the soft white skin and brushed her pussy then watched as his fingers spread the lips. "I see something I want." Before she could reply, he was kissing the pinkness inside letting his tongue explore. A fingertip circled her clit, teasing, sensing her response, and not being rough. She struggled to pace herself, to match his - it was hard. She often liked it fast, desperate ... more of a race to the orgasm. She knew she could teach herself to love this man on his terms. She let more of the shaft into her mouth. Two of his fingers drilled deep, pressed against her g-spot, sparks flew, and she nearly passed out. Again, he did it, and again. "Ah-h," she shrieked as she ground hard against his hand. "Ah-h." Her voice was low, guttural, almost possessed. She ground slow and hard all the time savoring his touches in that wonderful place. The cock fell from her mouth ... afraid she'd bite him in the throws of this. "I'll get back to that," she whispered sill rubbing hard against his hand, letting her hand softly stroke him. "Easy," she coached. "Yeah-h," she drawled. "Oh-h ... baby-y." Her body quivered, shook, tensed, and then fell limp. "Yeah." She rested a moment then let her lips slip along his cock. "God-d," he groaned with an arm across his face. He reflexively thrust his cock deep into her mouth. She gagged a little. She gulped as his cum flooded her throat. She pulled back. He pushed deeper. She grabbed his balls, grabbed for the shaft. Her head bobbed quickly. There was more. She gulped. He groaned. Together, they finished him and she gulped then sucked until there was no more. "Oh, goddamn ... good," he roared as her hand milked hoping for another drop. She climbed on him and moved her mouth against his. They kissed, trading flavors and tastes. She rubbed over him feeling his somewhat flaccid cock against her pussy knowing it would come back. "I loved doing that for you," she whispered between kisses. "I want you to know I can be insatiable at times." "A stump AND insatiable?" he teased holding her face in one hand and watching her eyes. He pecked over her face, between the eyes, over the forehead, and then back to her lips. "I'm an old man. I can't do that all night." "We can get some magic pills." She laughed and rubbed her face against hers. "I can run around naked and let you watch." "With that stump and that body ... who would need pills?" "Hmmm." - Allison and Leah approached the Black Hawk Restaurant at the north end of the mall. Erin waited on the edge of a bench in the large atrium, her peg leg sticking out father than her foot. She smiled and walked stiff legged towards them. "Hey babe," Leah said loudly with her arms out stretched. They hugged, traded kisses on the cheek, and then parted. Erin and Allison repeated the greeting. "We don't do this often enough," Allison said leaving a hand over Erin's arm stump for a moment. "Damn-n, you look good enough to eat." "Later if you want," Erin teased. In a sultry voice, she added, "Anytime." A woman with a hook for her left hand greeted them and lead them though the romantically dark restaurant. Tables of lovers huddled over tables lit by a single tall candle, hands touching hands, whispers hovering over each table. As the three women settled, the hostess asked if she could get anyone a drink. They each told her what they wanted and she walked away. "Do you know her?" Allison asked leaning closer to Erin. "Yeah, Tia was in about a year ago. She also works over at Buffalo Pete's, a real sleazy honky-tonk." "I've seen it, but never been there," Allison said. "She's quite the looker." "You should see-e her naked," Erin said in a soft low voice stretching out a word for emphasis. "Hey Erin," Tia said as she balanced the small tray over her hook while sitting the glasses in front of each woman. "Is he getting more patients? I talked to Aaron and Holly the other night over at Pete's." She held the tray in her hand beside her hip. The arm with the hook bent at the elbow and the hook rested over her stomach. "This is Allison and Leah." She waved her hand towards the two women as she spoke. "They recently had their legs off. Casey made them C-legs." "I can't believe how well they work," Leah said watching the hook. - Late afternoon and Kate sat on the edge of the bed and watched Tony sleep. A soft snoring sound drifted from his mouth. Not enough to keep her awake she thought. Other men she'd lived with had snored worse. Even some of the women in her life had as well. They had told her she did too. She stood and picked her crutches up, slipped the cuffs around her forearms, and made her way towards the bathroom. She closed the door first then clicked the light on. She sat on the toilet, a stream poured, and she wiped her self. The water from the sink warmed quickly and she cleaned his cum away. She patted between her legs with a towel and watched in the large mirror. The stump swung up, down, and she wiped again before slipping the towel back over the towel bar. Tony stirred new feelings in her, she knew that. Ones that others had not brought even remotely close to the surface. She tingled as she thought about him, about having him in her life, having someone to appreciate her stump, sleeping together, making wild crazy love, doing the usual things couples did. The light clicked off and she crutched back to the bed. She watched him sleep for a while. - Tia and a helper returned with a large tray of food. She placed the plates with Filet Mignon, baked potatoes, and side dishes of mixed vegetables in front of each woman. "Would you like your drinks refreshed?" she asked as the helper left with the tray. Everyone nodded and she left. "This looks so good," Allison said as she cut into the steak. Erin sprinkled pepper on the potatoes and pushed the butter around. "Would you like me to cut anything?" Allison asked. "That'd be wonderful. Cutting with one arm is not always ... well, yes. Thank you." Erin watched and Leah began eating her potato. "How did Holly and Aaron get along on the date?" Erin asked. Leah looked at Allison hoping she'd report on the date. She was busy cutting the steak and glanced back at Leah. Leah began, "Seems Holly was a little wilder than poor Aaron was ready for." All in the Family Ch. 04 Erin glanced around. "Oh, my ... wore his dick off, did she?" Allison nodded. "That's about the size of it. Holly promises to ... ah, restrain herself, if he asks for another date. I'm not holding my breath that he will." "Someone at the gym told me that Kate and a guy left together." "She's such a sweet woman. I hope she finds a good mate. Maybe he will be the one. Do you know him?" Allison pushed the plate back to Erin. "Nope. My sources wouldn't tell me who it was." - Tony rolled over on one side and looked at Kate sitting on the bed. "Have I been asleep long?" He paused. "Let me rephrase that. How is the most beautiful woman in the world?" He grinned. "That's what I meant to say." "Very happy. I enjoyed watching you sleep. It felt nice having you next to me. It was special." He sat up and crossed his legs watching her all the while. "I feel blessed to have met you today. It's been the best day of my life. Let's go have dinner." "Sure. I'd like to invite you to stay the night, if you would like. We can wake up, have breakfast, and get ourselves off to work or whatever." When he walked from the bathroom, she was standing naked in the closet balanced on one leg and pushing hangers along the rod searching for a dress. He stepped up behind her and rubbed her shoulders then kissed her neck. She leaned her head back and softly whispered, "Hi darling." The kisses trailed down her neck and along her spine. His hand stroked a buttock and met his lips on its way upward. She turned towards him holding a dress against her. "What do you think about this one? Would you mind if I go without my leg?" "Sweetheart, you can go naked if you wish." He chuckled and pulled the dress out along her. "I'm getting used to being with you very quickly. I hope you don't mind." The dress squeezed between them as she sucked his lips and allowed his tongue into her mouth. "I often find myself falling in love too quickly. I have a good feeling about 'us'." - Holly wadded up the wrapper from the sandwich and tossed it on the tray. She let a small burp escape and brushed at her blouse knocking a few crumbs to the floor. "Do you have a roommate?" "I live with my Dad," Alex replied. "We have a place about ten miles north of here on fifteen acres of mostly forest." "That sounds great." "At night I love to go out in a clearing, strip naked, and lay back to watch the sky. It looks like something out of the astronomy books, almost like a primeval sky - just stars and nebulas. Some nights I sleep out there." "What about your Mom?" "She ran off. He's had a couple girlfriends; none have really worked out though. He and I are good pals. What about your parents?" "I've been though some foster homes, all with really fucked up foster parents. It's kind of messed with me. I transferred to the university here this summer and have been staying some people I know. I need to find a new place to live though. I think I'm, ah, getting in the way." "No classes tomorrow for me, want to come spend the night?" Alex stacked both trays together and carried them to the trash. She laid the trays on the top of the container and found Holly standing close. Their hands touch then held each other. "Thanks. I don't make friends easily. I like you." They held hands as they walked outside. "I can't remember the last real friend I had. I knew a guy our age without legs; he lived with an older woman who lost her hand. God, could he fuck." Holly sighed deeply. "Do you like porn? I could watch the stuff for hours. Maybe we can watch some together tonight." Their hands swung casually between them. "That's my junker car," Alex nodded in the direction of a small car painted primer grey. "I take the bus. Someday I'll be able to afford a car." Holly watched her unlock the door. "How's your Dad feel about you wanting your arm off?" "Haven't told him." She laughed, feeling herself begin to relax around Holly. "We were at Buffalo Pete's recently and there was a server with a hook. It looked like her arm ended below the elbow. I thought his dick was going to rip though his pants." "I saw her there the other night. You think he'll get hard looking at me." "Oh, hell yeah." She laughed again. "He's shy like me. Guess that's where I get my shyness from." "Does he know about your porn stash?" "We watch it together. It was innocent and all. I was watching 'Julie Fucks Her Old Man' or some such shit. I thought he was busy at his computer. I had on just a t-shirt. Between bites of popcorn and sips of beer, I'd finger my pussy while digging on the movie. No fuckin' plot. I was lost in the action. Next thing I knew, he was nibbling on my popcorn and sucking on a beer. His shoulder was pressed against mine." "Really?" "Yeah. I kissed him on the face. I could smell his natural fragrance. I confess the movie had me quite turned on. In a heartbeat, our lips were all over each other. The need overwhelmed all reason." "Wow, tell me more." "Exciting, isn't it?" Holly pressed a hand between her thighs and held herself. "Yeah." His hand caressed my thigh and I drove my tongue deep in his mouth. Guess he could tell I was, ah, aroused." She giggled. "He was too. I shoved my hand inside his pants and his cock was larger than I'd expected." "Your first?" "Nah. Messed around with one guy before, I just jacked him off one night in a parking lot ... how romantic." She giggled. "Then there were two girls. I'm perpetually horny and can't get enough. I sleep with a vibrator." She giggled. "And a dozen rechargeable batteries in the drawer." "So, just the one time with your Dad?" "Nope. Want to 'do him'." She took her eyes off the road and looked at Holly. "Maybe a threesome," she said in a sultry tone then looked ahead. "After the other night with Aaron...." She grew silent. "What, you were too wild for him?" "Guess so. Probably won't have to encourage your Dad much 'cause of my arm." "Nope." - The parking lot at 'Sammie's' was not empty nor was it full. Recommended by several people, Kate had gone there on an unsatisfying date soon after moving to town. Without waiting, a formally dressed man escorted them through the dimly lit room to a horseshoe shaped booth, two menus rested lightly in the crook of his arm. A single candle sat on the white tablecloth. Real silverware and cloth napkins rather than stainless and paper napkins graced the two place settings. "Fancy," Tony commented as he looked around. "Wanted to show you I had manners and a dash of culture," Kate teased. She rested her hand on his and squeezed slightly as she glanced over the menu. "What should 'we' have?" His hand rested on her stump and played with the end. He looked at her for a moment. "Oh, you mean for dinner." He laughed. "I knew that." He laughed again. "Darling, you make feel so alive." She puckered her lips and blew a kiss. "Would you like a moment?" the server in a black suit, white shirt, and a black bowtie asked in a deep serious voice. "Perhaps I could tell you about our specials?" He did not wait for an answer and spent several minutes detailing five dishes and how they were all prepared. Kate folded the menu and said, "That all sounded wonderful, but I'd like the roast beef, sliced thin, cooked medium. Everything on the potato, and blue cheese dressing for my salad." "Excellent ... and for the gentleman?" "Yes, that did sound excellent. I'll have the same ... exactly." "Some wine?" Tony quickly scanned the wine list. "Number 26." "An excellent Merlot." The suited server walked stiffly away. His hand sill played with her stump and she smiled silently at him letting all the good feelings marinate with her soul. The server returned, opened the bottle with a slight pop, poured a small sip of wine into a glass and pushed it towards Tony who swirled it a few times, sniffed deeply, swirled again, all before tasting. Tony silently nodded. The server put a folded napkin around the top of the bottle letting the two ends casually overlap then sat it in the center of the table before walking away. "He's letting it 'breathe'," Tony explained. "A wonderful man 'and' a wine connoisseur too. I'm impressed." He leaned closer and whispered, "And a great lover." He snickered. "I can attest to that." - The small cloud of dust followed the primer grey car along the rutted drive and passed as they stopped in a graveled area. "Dad's home," Alex said nodding towards the older black pickup parked closer to the house. The car door closed and as they walked towards the front porch, she looked at the house and said," It's not huge, but it is really nice." She took Holly's hand and held it for the rest of the walk. "Dad!" she called. "I have someone you want to meet." They heard bare feet plodding along the hardwood floor of the hallway. A clean-shaven man wearing faded jeans and an unbuttoned Hawaiian print shirt appeared. One hand stuffed in a pocket, he dragged the other over the close cut black hair. "Dad, this is Holly. I met her at school." He stepped a little closer offering a hand. "Please to meet ya. Call me Curt." He intently watched the armless sleeve for a while. Both women could tell. "It's a new thing," Holly offered and wiggled the shoulder letting the empty sleeve move. "It's going to be all the rage." She laughed and cupped a hand over it as she giggled. Dead panned, he said to Alex, "Maybe you need to find where to get it done." "Sure. I'll get right on that." She laughed hoping he was serious. She thought he might be. He continued to look at Holly. "We don't get much company out here. You'll be welcome anytime." He glanced at Alex then again at Holly. "You're a very nice looking woman." He shoved a hand into a pocket and started walking back to where he had come from. "I'll be in the office if you need me dear. Maybe we can all watch a movie this evening. I've got some burgers we can cook up." Holly chased after him and kissed him squarely on the lips. "Thanks." She walked towards the kitchen. "Can I get us some beer?" He didn't answer and Holly followed her. "We'll be out back getting some sun," Alex yelled down the hall. The screen door slammed behind them. After about twenty feet, Alex stopped and sucked her beer. "He wants you, big time." "I noticed. He kinda turns me on too." She held the bottle against her crotch. "Yeah. I'm creaming in my panties." She sat on the grass facing the woods behind the house. "He's a good and decent man." She pulled her left arm inside the white t-shirt letting the empty sleeve dangle. "There," she groaned. "We can be twins." Holly sat facing her and crossed her legs then drank some beer. "This is great out here. Thanks for inviting me." She drank a little more beer and looked at Alex for a while. There was an inviting quality about Alex and Holly felt herself drawn emotionally closer. Alex held the bottle up and clinked it against the other bottle. "To closeness." "To stumps," Holly toasted. "Do you want to see?" She shrugged her shoulder. "Sure-e," she drawled and watched Holly unbutton her blouse then pull it down on one side. "Stitches just came out recently. It'll look less ragged each day." The shoulder moved. "I wanted it all gone, just the shoulder left. Some want part of the shoulder gone too. I like the way both shoulders are still about the same and this one goes straight down the side." She moved the shoulder again. "Did you ever want some of the arm left?" Holly glanced casually towards the house leaving the armless shoulder bare along with a single breast. Curt stood behind the screen door and massaged the front of his pants while he watched her. She looked at Alex and nodded. "He's looking," she whispered while slipping the blouse off and laying it beside her. "Is this too forward?" She laughed softly. "He can have me." "You're getting me pretty turned on. I feel an orgy coming." She laughed and pulled her t-shirt off. Pale faint scars were on her chest. She saw Holly look at them. "Breast reduction ... big hooters." She dragged a hand though her boyish haircut and shrugged both shoulders. "I'm more comfortable with myself closer to the guy end of the body spectrum. Strange, I know." She watched Holly and noticed no reaction. "Never been a girly-girl. Give me a wrench or a saw and I'm happy." "It was one of the things that I was attracted to when I first saw you." "Really? I don't want to be a guy, I just feel comfortable being this way." She dragged a hand over her chest. "Last year." A finger played with a nipple. "Nice look." "Thanks. Don't hear that enough. It'll look even better after the arm is gone." - "May I show you the desert tray?" the suited server asked looking at neither Tony nor Alex. She tossed a smile towards Tony and nodded. "A slice of cheesecake and two forks," Tony explained. The server walked away. "Save a little room for a treat when we get home," she teased and patted his hand. "Baby, I'm hoping we can treat each other like that most every night till the end of time." "That is the most wonderful thing I've heard in a very long time." She paused and looked dreamily at his face letting the feeling wash over her. "I'm willing to give it some time if you are." "I won't need much if it is going to be like today." "If I'd known, I'd had my leg off a long time ago." She chuckled and squeezed his hand. "No, the timing was perfect." - Alex wiggled out of her Wranglers and folded them neatly. Her black ribbed boy-cut panties fell on top of the jeans. "Come with me," she offered as she stood. "Let me show you a place in the woods I like." Holly watched Curt unsnap his jeans as she did the same. His hand rested inside then began moving. He was masturbating and she knew it. Strangely, she found it exciting and not at all creepy as most women would. She stood naked and pulled her fingers across her pussy in a way she knew he could see. His hand moved quickly for several strokes. She turned and wiggled her hips at him then followed Alex along a worn pathway. Holly turned away from the house, leaned closely, and whispered, "He's beating his meat." "Love to watch him doing that. I usually diddle myself when I watch." She laughed and took Holly's hand in hers. "He does other things quite nicely too ... fucks good." She giggled. "Louie, this could be the start of a great friendship," Holly said. "I love that movie ... Casablanca." The soft grasses gave beneath their bare feet with each step. A slight breeze rustled some leaves and a bird chirped. Soon they arrived at the edge of a drop off. Below lay a large vineyard bathed in bright sunlight. Everything was still and clean, without a sound. "Great, huh?" Alex asked putting an arm around Holly's waist, pulling her closer. Soon, the arm loosened and the hand rubbed softly along the spine and though the crevasse of Holly's ass. Holly's armless shoulder brushed against Alex as they both looked ahead. Casually and at the same time, they turned and kissed. Their hips lightly grinding as tongues became accustomed to each other. Without hurry, single hands explored the other's body. Kisses lingered. Touches continued. Grinding did not stop. - Casey crutched across the patio wearing a light tan, short sundress, her stump dangling beneath the hem and a sandal on the foot. She turned towards the house and leaned against the railing, crutches now resting beside her. A hand dragged below her stomach and she sighed deeply as she looked at Robert resting his stump on the glass top table. "I like that short piece of your lower leg." He nodded and sipped a glass of whiskey. "Keep rubbing there, and I'll have to rip that dress off." He giggled and sipped again. "That's one of the things I love the most about you." "What?" "You're always as ready as I am." Her hand continued its slow strokes. "I'll never stop loving you." His hand, damp from the condensation, slipped beneath the waistband. "Yeah," he mumbled in agreement. "I heard a rumor about Kate finding a guy at the gym. She was doing her treadmill thing and some guy was admiring her ass, as I hear it." "She was strangely exciting," he commented. "I know. I thought so too. There were times I imagined her in bed between us." "Yeah. Nothing could be as good as you though." "Such a sweet talker," she teased. "I've seen you with Jack or Thelma." "Boy, you go to town with them too." Now, his waistband was pushed down and his hand slowly stroking the erection in plain view. Her hand held the hem up and fingers disappearing deep inside. "Talk dirty, Daddy," she begged her husband. "Tell your little girl how bad she's been." - Still undressed from her walk with Alexandra though the woods, Holly leaned back against the kitchen counter. One ankle rested casually over the other as she finished a bottle of beer. Alex was in the bathroom. Her father plodded barefoot into the kitchen still wearing the jeans and unbuttoned shirt. "You've got a great daughter, Curt." She took a step and dropped the bottle under the sink. Her naked hips wavered in his direction before she stood and turned to look at him. "You sound sweet too." He took two beers from the refrigerator and handed one to her. "Nice body," he mumbled between sips. "You're doing well without the arm." "I like the look ... don't you?" She moved the shoulder. "Uh-huh. There was a woman at a bar the one night ... with a hook for a hand." "Tia? She's got a great body." Holly sat the bottle on the counter and stepped close to him. She could feel his breath against her face as she rested her hand on his bare chest. His heart pounded hard. "Curt, sweetheart." Her lips hovered in front of his. They both could feel the electric pull. She held back, lingering, teasing. His index finger lightly moved along the armless shoulder and down her side. His other hand touched her waist. He felt her inhale deeply but not flinch or pull away. He stood still for a moment then let his lips brush hers once, then again. She pressed hers firmly in place and his tongue dipped between them. "Hmmm," she moaned into his mouth as their tongues played. She gently ground over his pants feeling the bulge. She worked her hand between them and felt over the zipper. "Darling," she groaned squeezing against the denim. "So nice." His hand tugged at a hip and his pants slowly rubbed over her front. She pulled at the snap, dragged the zipper slowly down, and pushed her hand inside. "Geez, Curt," she groaned as her hand wrapped around the shaft. "Don't need to hide this." She felt Alex's bare body against her back gently rubbing, lightly grinding. A hand massaged her neck, lips kissed the top of her spine, and the hand touched the scar on the shoulder. Lips kissed again as she glanced at her father's smile. All in the Family Ch. 04 Please read the introduction to Chapter 1 if you haven't already done so. I am writing this story as close as I can from the material shared by this amazing couple. They trusted me with their story, and I hope I have done them justice. With their consent, I have taken liberties with the sexual content and in creating much of their dialogue in the interest of telling a more erotic story, but the basic settings and occurrences are accurate. I have also chosen to tell it in my friend's voice instead of as a narrator. Jack ++++++++++++++++++ Everything was kind of normal while Dad was there. That following Sunday we took him to the airport to go home for a week of work. Mom decided to stay with us. Needless to say, after being together for just two days of that two week period Dania and I were very, very horny. We couldn't just leave Mom around by herself so we stuck it out at the cabin. That isn't to say we didn't have a great time. We all really enjoyed each others company and we always had something to talk and laugh about. Dania and Mom decided to teach me to cook so I would make some nice girl a good husband. We were sitting on the beach, Dania in one of her "normal" bikinis and Mom in a bikini as well. I couldn't help notice how great Mom looked in that bikini with her long legs, her large breasts and flared hips that Dania had not matured into as yet. I could still picture her naked body. Man was she a hot women and I was happy my father had that to come home to. He was clearly in love and totally devoted to her – and she to him. For the first time I actually realized how powerful that kind of love could be. "You guys having a good time?" Mom asked. "Yeah great" we both answered at the same time. "You know, I have been observing you two for a couple of weeks and I notice some differences. You guys have always been close – from the first time you met it seems. But I sense a much deeper relationship and much greater comfort level between you now. That is so very unusual between siblings especially ones of the opposite sex. What's the secret?" Dania and I looked at each other and communicated as only lovers can thru their eyes. Did she suspect anything? Did she know what we were up to? Should we tell her? Dania answered first. "The time up here together has really been good for us and our relationship. We don't have any of the distractions of friends and school. We both broke up with our steadies and we could support each other and we really shared a lot. Didn't we Dan?" Taking Dania's lead I said "Yeah, it's been great. It's not always possible to share male attitudes and perspectives with a girl without any of the other stuff getting in the way. I trust Dania to respond honestly with a female's perspective and her own as well." "And I totally trust Dan the same way!" Dania chimed in. "You two have certainly matured a lot in the last year and I am now sure that Dad and I have given you something powerful – a sense of personal value. I am sure now you will make good decisions for yourselves. And you guys are so lucky to have each other to rely on in that way. Most people only get that when they marry a long time friend – like I did to Dad. That intimacy in having sex with that special friend, someone you love at many levels, binds you like no other relationship. I don't think it is reproducible any other way." "I think I understand" said Dania. Then she realized what she said and blushed a little. "Hey Mom, how did you and Dad hook up?" I said quickly changing the subject to get Dania out of hot water before Mom could think about her response. "Oh that's easy. Cecile and I knew each other from work before she married Dad. We met up at the prenatal classes. It was kind of nice and Cecile and I shared a lot during the pregnancy – kind of like being sisters. After you guys were born we went our separate ways. After Cecile died, Dad and I renewed our relationship." As she was telling the story I kept getting this idea that she was leaving out important facts like who Dania's father was. I would glance at Dania and I could tell she was having similar thoughts. She had said that her Mom never spoke about her father at all. Coincidence number four thousand, Dad didn't speak about my Mom much either. I decided we would discuss it later. Time flew buy as she told the story of how they finally decided to see if the kids would be OK with it. Dania and I smiled at each other thinking that we were sure glad they had. Then it was time for lunch. After lunch, Mom said she was going into town to stock up on groceries and replenish the wine bar. Dania and I decided to take the boat to the island for the afternoon so we could be alone and free without the fear of Mom interrupting us. As soon as we reached the island, we stripped off our clothes and took a short swim. Then we made love on the blanket in the shed. It was incredible. Dania came three times just during the time I was pounding her pussy and two more while I was stroking in and out of her ass. She had become fond of having me in her ass, especially when I put three fingers in her pussy and used my thumb to play with her clit at the same time. We found out she liked the dirty talk like 'Fuck me... fuck me.. fuck your slut ... pound that pussy.. fuck your sister's sweet little ass...stick that big dick in me... harder ... harder... faster.. fuck me faster and harder.. dump your cum in me ... cum in may ass' while she was in the midst of it all. Truth be known I liked it too. We also had discovered we both like the cowboy position, her straddling me and pumping up and down while I rubbed her tits and tweaked her nipples, and the doggy position where I was taking her from behind – in her pussy or her ass. She liked to have her tits hang free and feel them swaying back and forth while I pumped in and out, and she could push back stronger. But to get her over the top, I would get her on her back with her ankles on either side of my head. The entire vulnerability of the position, the decreased vaginal opening and the increased angle to the asshole gave her incredible sensations in her canals that she could feel all the way up into her cervix. She would be wild with lust. She would buck and thrash, scream, moan and groan the whole time. The folds of her pussy walls gripped my dick and I could easily bottom out with the tip of my dick resting in her cervix. I would always cum in gallons. What was amazing was that we never seemed to tire of making love to each other. It was always better and more sensual than the last time. Sometimes we would rest with me in her ass from behind, holding her tits and playing with her clit while she languished in her state of arousal. Sometimes she would lie between my legs and play with my dick, holding it in her soft hands and stroking it and kissing it endlessly and even sucking on it. Her favorite game in that position was to watch me cum all over her. When we quieted down a little, I turned to Dania and asked her about the conversation with Mom telling her my observations. "You know" she said, "I was thinking the same thing. There are some things that just didn't seem to add up. I don't think she would lie to us directly, but I think she was leaving out something." "Maybe we can find out if we get Mom drunk." I suggested. "You're terrible, but it might work" she answered and we began our plan. That night, we announced we were going to cook and Mom should relax on the porch with a drink. Now Mom wasn't a big booze drinker but she liked Caribbean sweet drinks. I had found a recipe for a pina colada and we had purchased the makings at the store. I made the drink with a lot of rum – double what the recipe ordered. Mom had one and than another remarking how great they tasted after a long day in the sun. "It brings back such wonderful memories" she said, already feeling the effects of the alcohol. By the time we served dinner she was drunk as hell –no only from the drinks but from the two bottles of wine we drank. I should say she drank, because Dania and I barely had any – on purpose. We were sitting in the great room with Mom sprawled on the couch. She was still drinking her wine when we broached the topic again. "We were talking about how great your and Dad's story is and how you were so sensitive to how we were together. How come?" Through her drunken haze she answered "I have a brother that I love so much that I would do anything for him. And I did!" That was the first that either of us knew she had a brother. "Where is he now? Who is he? How come we have never met him?" "Oh, you know him all right" she said and passed out on the couch. We just stared at each other in total amazement. "I guess we overdid it a little" I said. "Hopefully she won't remember too much tomorrow" said Dania. We covered her with a blanket and went outside to talk. "She spoke as if we know him and that he is still alive and very much part of her life" said Dania. "Who could that be?" As I was thinking about it I suddenly had an idea. I went into the house and got Mom's wallet. I remember she had pictures in it and I thought maybe she would have one of her brother. "Maybe there's a clue in here." We went through the entire wallet, but the only pictures were of us and Dad. Then I noticed something hidden under a picture. It was a California driver's license with Mom's picture. "When were you guys in California?" I asked. "It must have been before I was born. Check the dates." Indeed it was issued before we were born. I commented, "That's funny, Dad was from the same town. I wonder if they knew each other back there?" 'Well they are the same age – they must have gone to high school together! How big a town could it be? " "How weird! There is definitely something more." And then I saw it, a picture with the edges torn and frayed attached to the back of another picture. What I saw startled me. "Look at this. It looks like a picture of Mom and Dad as teenagers!" Dania came over and stared. "My God, it is. How come they are together? Where was this taken? When was this taken?" We didn't what to think. It appeared that they had lied to us about something so silly as knowing each other in California. Then Dania started to cry. "What?" "I wonder if Dad is "the brother"?" was all she could get out before she started to sob. I grabbed hold of her and held her tightly. She was sobbing and crying and shaking uncontrollably. I stroked her hair and her back and held her face to my chest. I could feel her tears being absorbed by my shirt. It was all she could do to stay standing. My mind was reeling with the thought that somehow Mom and Dad were related and that they were having the same relationship that Dania and I were having. After a time, Dania calmed down. We sat down on the steps to the beach and held each other – saying nothing. Then Dania broke the silence "Do you think that maybe what we have is genetic? I mean, if Mom and Dad are really sister and brother, their love affair is just like ours. Is that possible?" "I really don't know what to think" I said "but it sure looks that way. Think about how she instinctively knew that there might be something more between us." Then I suddenly remembered the wallet. I had left it out on the porch with everything spread out on the table. "Shit" I said and jumped up and started back toward the cabin - Dania right behind me. I stopped at the steps. There was Mom standing by the table with the papers in her hand and crying. "Oh no .. oh no" she was wailing "How could I have been so stupid to think they wouldn't find out?" We came up on the porch and put our arms around her trying to comfort her. "Nooooo " she wailed "don't. We have been so selfish about wanting happiness that we didn't consider anything else- even you two. Can you ever forgive us for deceiving you?" and she sank into a chair crying. Dania and I looked at each other in stunned silence. Mom looked up at us through her tears and then seemed to get hold of herself. "Sit down you two, I have something to tell you – to explain to you. You must keep this a secret between us. If Dad even finds out you know it will destroy him. He has never been so happy and I don't want this to be the thing to change that. We made a promise to each other. I am hoping you will understand because I know how you two are and what you are up to. You aren't kidding me about what you guys do all day at the island. I recognize the signs and the change in your relationship. The intimacy is unmistakable. I just couldn't confront it because of what you now appear to know. It would be a little hypocritical. We'll discuss that later. Right now you need to know how and why about Dad and me. So, let me start at the beginning." To be continued