3 comments/ 53018 views/ 5 favorites Gardening Delights Ch. 01 By: Lion24655 Tony was an enigma to most people. Tony was universally popular, working for himself as a landscape gardener, creating stylish gardens for many of the townspeople. At 24 he was set up for life. His work was lucrative. He had a smart home, fully paid off, which he had inherited from his parents. Tony was good looking, a fit muscular body from the physical side of his work, standing a good 6 foot tall. He was quiet, but friendly. He worked hard and did a good job. People described him as a good catch – most young women would go for him, they said. And there had been girl friends, and he had been kind to them, a gentleman. None of them had worked out – but when he was a teenager relationships were never expected to last. But he was still an enigma. He wasn't someone to mix socially. He seemed to keep himself to himself. Some said it wasn't healthy that he was rarely seen in the social centres – the bars, the restaurants. It wasn't natural for a young good-looking man like him to avoid relationships, when he could have almost any girl he wanted. Some of his friends had even tried match-making, but it wasn't for Tony – he ran a mile. No-one thought he was gay – but somehow he just seemed very private, happy with his own company. Even Tony's sister Ruby tried to get him to go out more, and was puzzled by his attitude, but couldn't succeed. He would go to Ruby's home on a Sunday and have lunch with her, her husband and children – children who adored Tony. Then it was home again to his privacy. Some had worked it out a bit. Truth be told he hadn't always been so private – when a teenager he had been "out there" enjoying himself, and as a student he had been the same. He was different when he came back to the town. It was no surprise – he came back when his parents had both been killed in a horrific car accident. Killed instantly. The family had been close – a good family, and the death of both parents in that instant had been a dagger through Tony's heart, a dagger even two years later that was killing him – he still couldn't get away from their death, still a black cloud blotting out all the light in his life. It was simply his inabilty to escape that dreadful day that locked Tony up. Tony desperately wanted to break out, but always the cloud, always the chains............ For Tony weekends were either a time for being alone, coping with the grief he couldn't shake off, or time for meeting potential clients, giving quotes for work, drawing up designs. When it was the former he felt guilty he was still in mourning; when it was the latter he wished he could be left alone...... This May Saturday morning was a time for meeting clients. It was just about 10.00am when he knocked on the door of the detached house, surrounded by what looked like an acre of grass. It was a great house, and a dull boring garden but a garden with potential...... Tony assumed it was Tom Fletcher who opened the door – that was the name of the person who had phoned him. Tom was perhaps in his mid forties. He was a tall slim man. Although he was wearing shorts, You could guess that Tom would be much more at home in a suit at work. Tom introduced himself, cracked a few jokes, led Tony into the kitchen in the house, offered him coffee, which Tom was happy to take. Tony was aware it could be a couple of hours talking gardens, and he needed the caffeine boost to keep him going. A few moments later a lady appeared – Tom introduced her as Amy, his wife. Amy was the same sort of age as Tom, tall, slim and attractive. Again she was wearing shorts – the weather was warm, and had short dark hair, round features, a ready smile. Over the next couple of hours they talked gardens. Tony learnt that their two daughters were away at college, that Tom was something in banking, Amy an administrator in a local school. They were a couple who laughed a lot, were good company. Tony was impressed by their friendliness, as much as they were impressed by his garden design skills. Tony measured the garden, took photos and promised that by the following Saturday he would bring them some draft designs and costings. They clearly had the potential to be good customers, but just one thing made Tony jump. It was odd. They shook hands, and Amy said, as she did: "This job could be good fun, you might find it good fun working here." It was the emphasis on the "good fun" and the hint of a wink that went with it. Was she flirting................? The following Saturday Tony took the plans around, had displayed them. Tom and Amy were impressed. They talked details, maintenance of the garden, water features, and agreed the contract and price – a very good price - for the work. But Tony left feeling slightly uneasily............... It wasn't that they hadn't been friendly, they had been delightful. It wasn't that they had been difficult customers, quite the opposite. What jarred, he decided as he drove home, was the flirting. It had been faintly ludicrous – it wasn't just Amy, it was Tom as well! It seemed they were both flirting with him when the other left the room. Amy, leaning forward, giving Tom a glimpse down the front of her blouse. Tom gripping his biceps, saying that he loved good muscles. Amy saying that it would be good to have a real man working on their garden. Tom saying he didn't like hard work – he would feel stiff just watching Tom, with a hint of emphasis on the word stiff. All morning it went on, the flirting. Tony was not going to turn down the job – it was too good, but somehow he felt it wasn't going to be as simple as he first thought. The first day – the following Monday - he worked hard, moving all the soil he wouldn't need, and was still working hard when Amy returned home from work. She offered him a long stiff drink; commenting that she loved to see a man working in shorts, showing off his body, and then with a smirk said, "And with less............." Later, when Tom came home he asked to see the progress. Again the innuendo in a comment: he was looking at the hole Tony had dug for the pond, and commented that Tom must be good at "working in holes". Said with a wink. Through the week the comments continued when Amy, then Tom came home from work. At first, Tony was wary, but started to like it – it felt like flattery. Did he mind that Amy was flirting? He liked it – sometimes dreamt of her as he masturbated. Did he mind Tom flirting? Tony surprised himself – he thought he should mind, but found something in him aroused........ Tony worked hard all week, and planned to work over the weekend as well. He arrived early on the Saturday, clearly before Tom and Amy were out of bed, and sat on the decking outside the kitchen window. It was Tony's practice to spend the first half hour of each day looking at the work he had done, the work to be done – it inspired him and gave him a sense of what had to be done next. As he sat there, he heard voices from the kitchen. After a couple of minutes he tuned into the voices – Tom and Amy chatting. "Tony is planning to be here all today.........." It was Tom's voice. "We'll be able to watch him all day........ do you think by tomorrow one of us will win?" Tony kept listening – he wasn't sure what they meant. "Well," it was Amy's voice. "I'm going to win, he'll do me first............" "Nonsense," Tom replied. "Nonsense – by tomorrow I'll have his mouth on my cock. I'lll have his mouth on my cock before you have his mouth on your pussy. Remember, we've got 5 dollars on it............" Tony was stunned. So that was it. All the flirting. All the admiration. It was just a silly competition. They were playing with him, to see which could seduce him first. Tony was furious. He was just a toy in their game. A toy in their game..........Tony quietly got to his feet and started work. He would not be treated as a toy. For a couple to fight over. Part of Tony thought he would enjoy................... but not as a toy. Yes he was furious, but there was part of him flattered. And the anger had awakened in him something he had avoided for two years.......... By the end of the morning his rage was subsiding. It was odd. Until this moment Tony had been lost in his grief, could not escape the sorrow from the death of his parents. But in this one moment something new had been sparked in him. Through this friendly couple, a couple he liked, but a couple who had been playing games with him, this couple of swingers, something new had been sparked into life. Whether it was lust, or anger, or humiliation Tony couldn't decide. Or all of them together. Tony parked his attempts to analyse, thinking, if they want to play games, they would play on his terms. He would take them............... And yes, he knew he could swing both ways............. And if it was Sunday they wanted, then Sunday it would be............. Tony worked hard all the Saturday, while in his mind he planned how Sunday might go. He finished work at about 8.30pm as it went dark, then drank a beer or two at home as he worked out in his mind how it would happen......... Tony was at work by 8.00am, and again worked hard all morning, till he ate his sandwiches for lunch, sat on the Patio he had built earlier in the week. As he sat, Tom and Amy came and sat with him, with drinks for themselves, a beer for Tony. "I'd better get on," said Tony. "By the way, Tom, can I show you something in the garden, down here.................need to show you the summer house............" Tony pointed at the summer house he had built the day before. Amy said she needed to wash some dishes, so Tom went with Tony, they went into the summer house. "What is it you want to show me?" Tom asked. Tony paused. "Tom, you've been good to me for this job, paid well, supported the work. I want to show you my appreciation." Tony smiled a suggestive smile. It took Tom a moment to realise what Tony was saying. Tony continued. "You've, um, been flirting with me all week. Would you like me to................" Tony nodded his head towards Tom's crotch, then licked his tongue around his lips. Tom needed no second invitation. His cock was instantly hard. "Would love that..............." Tony moved closer to Tom, kissed him softly on the lips, then stood back and removed Tom's shirt. He knelt in front of Tom, undid the waistband of his short and pulled them, along with Tom's underpants to the floor, and slipped them out from under Tom's feet. Tom's cock was inches away from Tony's face, as hard as Tom could remember, standing six inches straight up . Tony kissed the tip of Tom's cock, then stood up quickly. Tom was startled. Tony spoke. "I think you are stuck in here – can see lots of children playing in gardens. I'll be back." He had grabbed Tom's clothes, left before Tom could react. Tom felt stupid – trapped in the new summerhouse, naked.............. Tom took the clothes to the house, put them on a chair on the patio. He knocked on the door and Amy appeared. "Sorry – just to give you a message – Tom said he would be back in half an hour or so. Neighbour asked him to help with a job." Amy wasn't surprised – Tom would often disappear helping neighbours, particularly Mike a couple of houses down. "Thanks" said Amy, suddenly feeling embarrassed as Tony took a step backwards, and looked her up and down. She was wearing a blue summer dress, the sort which hid everything, but hinted at treasures underneath. Amy stood rooted to the spot – was Tony about the make a move on her? She had been flirting for the last week – surely she had given him enough signs............. Tony looked at her for several seconds, then moved behind her, standing close. Amy's blood was already pumping in her body. She knew she was already damp......... Suddenly she felt him bend down, grip the hem of her skirt, pull her skirt to her waist, then link his fingers in the top of her panties. Without her moving, he had pulled the panties to the ground, and lifted her out of them. Amy was impressed by his strength as his arms went around her waist and lifted her out of her panties. He was still behind her with his arms around her waist, and was pulling Amy to her. Amy felt him pressed against her, felt his erection pressed into her ass. One arm held Amy to him – his other arm was moving up her body, cupping her breast, suddenly squeezing, pinching her nipple through the dress. Her nipple was instantly hard. She also knew that this young man was much bigger than her husband......... Amy felt his hand moving down her body, past her waist, hitching up the front of her dress. His fingers were moving up her thighs as he lifted the dress. In seconds she suddenly squealed as his finger pushed between her legs, seeking her clit. She was moaning softly in seconds as his finger rubbed her clit, her legs parting, her body moving to his rhythm............... Suddenly Tony removed his finger, suddenly Amy found herself thrown over his shoulder in a fireman's lift, being carried out into the garden. She was stunned at first, she faintly struggled, but was still too turned on by this muscular young man. Tony carried her the short distance to the summer house, opened the door, looked at Tom who was still stood naked in the room. "Don't move," he said to him in a kindly but firm voice. With Amy still over his shoulder, held there with one hand, Tony undid his shorts, dropped them and his underpants to the floor. He slid Amy off his shoulder, but without letting her touch the floor, he held her around him with his hands under her ass. He manoeuvred her dress around her waist, then lowered her onto his cock. Amy felt the lips of her pussy being touched by his cock, gently being spread, then his cock slipping inside her. She heard him order her to wrap her legs around him. She did instantly. She felt herself being lowered further and further onto Tom's cock until he was completely buried in her – at least two inches more than her husband..... Tom had simply watched, His cock was throbbing as he watched his wife wrapped obscenely around the powerful young man. Tony put his hands around Amy's ass, the tip of a finger pushing softly at her asshole. He simply lifted her up and down on his cock. She was wet, moaning gently, soon helping by pulling herself up and down with her arms around his neck. Amy was fucking faster and faster, moaning out loud, then suddenly screaming as her orgasm overwhelmed her, her body shaking, the walls of her pussy pulsating on the giant cock in her. It was too much for Tony – he grunted, thrust hard into her, was filling her with his cum. Then flowing outside the side, dripping to the floor. At last, Tony and Amy had come down from their high, and Tony lifted Amy off his cock, let her stand on the floor. She stood, but her legs were wobbly – she had never cum like that before........ Tom had been transfixed, watching his wife being fucked by this muscular man, who he would like to be fucked by as well.................. Tony seemed to have gained confidence. "Okay," he commanded. "Both of you – on your knees. Lick me clean, make me hard again............." It was Amy who dropped to her knees first, then Tom. Both together, licking the mixture of Tony's cum and Amy's juices from Tony's cock. Quickly Tony became hard again. Tony pulled them both to their feet. "Well, I believe you owe me ten dollars – five dollars each." Tony Smiled. At first Tom and Amy were confused. "Well, I believe the bet was that the one who was sucked first won...... As I've been sucked first, then I think I win...... Tom, bend over that table........" Tom bent over. Tony spoke to Amy gently. "Amy, if you don't want to watch me fuck your husband, then................." "No, no, I'll stay. ........................" Tony turned back to Tom and put his cock to Tom's ass. He pushed strongly and steadily, and his cock disappeared further and further into Tom's asshole. Tom struggled to relax as he felt himself owned and taken by this young man. He had never felt anything better, and when Tony's hand reached around gripped his cock, began to stroke, Tom thought he had gone to heaven............... Half an hour later the three were dressed, sat on the patio. It was almost as if nothing had happened. Tony was talking gardens, explaining what he had left to do, that it would take another three or four days. He was amazed that Tom and Amy were like adoring children, listening to every word. He wouldn't disappoint them – he would give them the best garden ever. Over the next three days Tony did produce the best garden ever. Tom and Amy were delighted. On the Thursday they met to pay Tony the remainder of the bill. It was Amy who spoke. "Tony, um, we loved your work on Sunday. If you want us again, then please come and visit us. " For Tony, this couple seemed to have broken through the darkness. The dark cloud felt as if it had gone. Tony smiled. "Of course I'll be visiting again. I believe your daughters are home this weekend – I'll be here on Saturday to take all four of you........" Amy paused. "Please be gentle with them.................." Gardening Delights Ch. 02 After meeting Tom and Amy, and the fun he had with them, somehow for Tony some sort of Dam had broken. Until that moment, he had not been able to shake off his grief for his parents, killed in the car crash, but now, something had happened...................... Somehow normal feelings had returned, feelings which included lust, and a desire to make up for lost time. And a desire to try whatever came along, to try anything............... Tony had that in mind as he returned to Tom and Amy's on the Sunday for the Barbeque they had arranged. This time, as well as Tom and Amy, their two daughters would be back from college for the summer. Their parents had already tacitly agreed that he could make a move on them........... Tony drove up the drive and looked over the garden he had designed and built for the family, and he was pleased with it. As a landscape gardener he could always spot mistakes, and thought there were less mistakes on this garden than most he had created. Tony rang the bell, and the door was opened by a young girl, about 19. "Hi, you must be Tony -- it's lovely to meet you -- my parents said you were nice. My name is Kelly. Come on in." Kelly held the door open for him. Kelly was small and slim, shapely, but not too curvy. Kelly was wearing a pretty, flowery summer dress. He could make out the line of her bra through the top, but the dress flared out from the waist. Her long black hair hung down her neck, her pretty features lit up when she smiled. As Tony entered, another voice he didn't recognise shouted from the kitchen. "Bring him through here, then get the drinks like I told you to." Kelly rolled her eyes. "That's Maggie, my older sister. She's always telling me what to do. I'd better do what she tells me or she'll make my life hell. Come on through." Kelly led Tony through to the kitchen, where Kelly introduced him to Maggie, a much taller, more shapely, version of Kelly, but with black curly hair down to her shoulders. "I'll look after him. You get the drinks. You'd better have them ready before mum and dad get back." Maggie explained that they would be back in a couple of minutes -- they had just nipped out for more drinks. As she spoke, Tony heard a car pulling up on the drive. Maggie turned to Tony, and spoke harshly to him. "You sit over there. Keep out of my way while I sort out everything around here. If I wasn't here everything would be chaos..........." Tony moved to the chair, but was still standing as he greeted Tom and Amy. Amy looked as stunning as she had before in her summer dress, Tom full of good humour, joking with Tony that it was Tony's fault he "couldn't sit down properly." For the next half hour, Amy, Tom and Tony tried to chat, between Maggie ordering them to do things for her. It seemed that Maggie was using Kelly as little more than a skivy, sending her to fetch things, or wash dishes, or prepare food. Once she poked Kelly really hard when she thought she wasn't working fast enough. Tony noticed as Kelly bit her lip to prevent herself from yelping out loud, and noticed the tear on her face. Tony turned back to Amy and Tom. "Maggie seems a rather strong character......." "Strong?" It was Amy who butted in. "Strong? I'd call her bossy, and she is really horrible to Kelly, and uses her as her slave when she's around. Kelly doesn't have the confidence to fight back. She's not a lot better to us............" "Sometimes I think she is worse to us!" Tom broke in to the conversation. "I'm just a taxi driver to take her wherever she wants to go, and Amy is just here to wash her clothes and provide a hotel for her to stay in." The conversation paused for a moment as Maggie shouted at Kelly. "Come on you lazy cow. You're useless. Can't you do simple job?" The rant was accompanied by Maggie giving Kelly as slap on the arm which clearly stung. Kelly rushed out of the room to the garden in tears. Amy spoke again. "She's a good girl, but she just needs bringing under control. I'd better go and see Kelly." Amy left to comfort her younger daughter. Tom took up the conversation. "She's always been a bit strong willed, but while she has been at college she has become overbearing. We talk of her a lot -- don't know what to do." Tom paused. "And of course it's worse for Kelly. Always being shouted at, criticised, and she's such a gentle loving girl. When Maggie's here we often hear her crying herself to sleep. Just don't know what to do for the best. We try to accommodate Maggie, try to protect Kelly, but the more we do, the more she wants. Always wanting more.................." Amy brought Kelly back in, and for the next couple of hours the Barbeque went fine. Tony enjoyed the food, although he found Maggie's manner overbearing to him, and embarrassing in her attitude to the rest of the family. He had also chatted to Kelly -- when Maggie wasn't interrupting and giving her things to do -- and found she was the sweetest girl he had met. She chatted away, respected him, but was clearly hurt by Maggie's constant jibes. As evening came on, they retreated indoors from the cool breeze and insects. Even as they came indoors Maggie was still organising, telling people where to sit, what they wanted to drink. She stopped Kelly drinking wine, giving her orange juice instead. It was a few minutes later that the tensions came to a head. Kelly was drinking her second glass of orange juice, but spilt a little of it onto the settee. Maggie burst into anger. She screamed at Kelly. "You clumsy cow. You are so useless. You don't care about anyone. ..........." The tirade seemed to go on for a couple of minutes. She paused, before launching into her grand finale. "You're nothing but a pathetic child. Even Tony thinks you are a useless pathetic girl, thinks you are a useless cow, who adds nothing to life. Get upstairs and play with your dollies, or suck your dummy." There was uproar. Amy and Tom told Maggie she had said enough, gone too far, but Maggie just spat at Kelly, then turned her back, storming off to fetch a cloth. As Maggie returned, Tony stood quickly. "Give me the cloth." Maggie gave him the cloth, expecting him to wipe up the spilt juice. Tony took the cloth, but instead softly wiped Kelly's face, wiping the tears and the spit from her. He turned to Maggie. Suddenly there was electricity in the room. He looked at her hard. She stared back, hoping to break his resistance with her glare. Tony spoke softly. "Kelly is not a child. Watch this." The room was still, no-one knew what Tony would do. Tony moved to the sideboard and picked up a can of lager. He pulled the ring on the can, then handed the drink to Kelly. "Drink it," he said quietly to her. "Drink all of it." Kelly had looked into Tony's eyes at that moment, and knew she would do whatever he told her. He was kind to her but strong, somehow. She hesitantly put the can to her lips and took a sip. Then drank more. Then struggled through all of it, emptied the can. Tom handed Kelly her orange juice. "Drink that, it will get rid of the taste." Kelly took the juice, finished off the glass in one gulp. Tony turned to Maggie. "You will now apologise to Kelly for what you said and your attitude to her, and apologise to me for pretending you know what I thought. If you don't you will be punished. By me." Maggie looked at Tony, still thinking she was in charge. "Get lost you creep, I don't have anything to apologise for, and certainly not to you or her................." It was too simple for Tony. He simply put one foot in front of Maggie's feet, then pushed her from behind, so that she fell to her knees, onto her stomach, sprawled on the ground. Instantly he was sat across her back, stopping her from moving however much she struggled. Maggie did struggle, and shouted names, telling him to get of her, but Tony was not for moving. At last she was panting, her energy momentarily leaving her. As she gasped for breath, Tony eased himself off her, pulled her by her arms onto her back, then sat on her again, holding her wrists at her side. He moved quickly before she could escape, although a new load of invective left her mouth, but she missed when she tried to spit at Tony. Unfortunately for Maggie, Tony as very strong from the physical work he did when gardening, and there was no escaping for her. At last when she stopped struggling again, Tony turned to Tom. "Tom, take her shorts off. Leave her panties." Maggie gasped, struggled again, kicked out, but it was clear to almost everyone that Tom enjoyed removing her shorts. Despite her struggles he had her shorts off in seconds. Tom turned to Kelly "Kelly, stop her head moving -- kneel over her head." Kelly hesitantly moved, then stood either side of Maggie's head, then knelt down, facing away from Tom. Maggie's head had disappeared somewhere under Kelly's dress. Still holding Maggie's hands, Tom moved off Maggie, pushing his knee between hers. She tried to fight, to kick, but Tom's knee parted Maggie's, and he pushed his knee high into her crotch, so that when she moved or squirmed, her pussy was rubbing against his knee through her panties. Tony smiled as he felt a warmth and dampness coming from between Maggie's legs. "Kelly, why are you squirming?" It was Tony who noticed. "I have to go to the bathroom, I need a pee." Kelly said it giggling. It was clear the orange juice and pint of lager were having an affect on her mood, and on her bladder. Tony smiled. "You can pee, but you don't move from where you are." The room was suddenly silent, as people took in what Tony was saying. Amy looked surprised, Tom excited -- the view of what was happening to his daughter, and what Tony was saying. Kelly looked embarrassed, whispering "I couldn't." Maggie struggled again, hard, grunting in horror, but there was no escape, and her pussy had rubbed hard against Tony's knee -- she knew her crotch was giving her away. The truth was, she had desperately wanted to be forced to submit like this, and it was turning her on immensely. Subconsciously her bad behaviour was a desire to make this happen to her in some way. "Please, Tony. I have to go.............." Kelly was struggling desperately. Tony leaned forward and whispered something in Kelly's ear. Suddenly Maggie jerked and struggled as she felt the warm liquid seeping out from Kelly's panties. The liquid was going all over her face, it was trickling down the side of her face into her hair. She could smell the pee all over her head. Tom leapt when he saw the puddle of water flowing out from under Kelly's dress across the floor. It was clear Maggie's face, hair, T-shirt were being soaked in Kelly's pee -- once she had started she couldn't stop until her bladder was empty. She knew it was for all the horrible things Maggie had done to her....... It was Tom who noticed Maggie wrapping her legs around his, pulling her crotch hard against his leg, rubbing herself, till her body was shaking in orgasm. At last Tony released Maggie's hands, but she was no longer fighting. Kelly looked embarrassed at having pee'd all over her sister's head, face, hair. Tony stood up. He lifted Kelly to her feet, then picked her up in his arms. He looked down -- Maggie's hair was a wet mess, as was her t-shirt. He turned to Tom. Get some photos, then help her to shower in the downstairs shower. I want you all nin underwear when I get back. Tony carried Kelly to the stairs, up the stairs to the shower room by the main bedroom. He lowered Kelly to her feet, lifted her dress with large damp patches off her head, then removed her soaking panties and threw them into the corner of the bathroom by the laundry basket. "We'll get you showered and cleaned up, then we will use the bed through there." Tony nodded at the bedroom. "Tony?" Kelly spoke in a soft, gentle voice, hesitantly............... "Tony -- will you do to me what you made me do to Maggie?" Tony paused. "You mean........?" Kelly nodded. "You sure.............?" Kelly nodded again. Tony took off his shirt, trousers, underpants. Kelly watched, her eyes shining as she saw his cock spring clear from his pants. She knew he would take her virginity in the next few minutes. Tony led Kelly under the showerhead, and encouraged her to kneel down. Tony wasn't sure -- he had never done this before, but did what his instincts told him. Tony moved to Kelly, so his cock was about 12 inches from her face. He paused, then pointed it at her. He was surprised when she opened her mouth. Suddenly, his muscles relaxed, he was peeing in her face, in her mouth, in her hair. His pee was running down her body, covering her. He even noticed her swallow some that went in her mouth. Kelly was shining in apparent pleasure at what was happening to her -- this man, owning her so much that he would do this to her. At last Tony finished, he had no more to give, his bladder empty. He lifted Kelly to her feet, then turned on the shower, letting the hot water cover them both. He let the hot water run through her hair, over her face. He shampooed her hair, soaped her face, back, then let the soap run over her small but beautifully formed breasts, over her stomach, back and legs. Kelly moaned as his hands caressed her whole body, washing her clean. Tony whispered to her. "Now you do me." Kelly took the soap, and ran it over his chest, his back, then dropped and ran the soap all over his legs. Tony smiled and whispered again. "You've missed the bit between my knees and my waist. You should do every bit of me." Kelly paused, then ran her hands up his thighs, then did his buttocks. Kelly's touch was electric to Tom as his cock twitched. Tom whispered again: "Everywhere." Kelly allowed her hands to push between the cheeks of his ass, washing the crack, her fingers erotically touching his anus. Tony turned around, and with her hands she washed his balls, then tentatively touched the rod of his cock. She saw Tony smile so she grew in confidence, running her fingers up and down, round the circumcised head, back down to his balls. At last Tony said -- "lets get dry." He turned off the shower, grabbed a towel and wiped himself off, as quickly as he could, but when Kelly moved to reach a towel, he stood in her way, stopping her from reaching the towel. Tony threw his towel to the corner of the room, then picked up another towel, and began to wipe Kelly off. He dried her face, her back, then moved to her breasts, stomach. Tony knelt in front of her and wiped her feet, then up her legs. As he reached her thighs Kelly shivered, then he moved to her ass and dried her there. Kelly felt Tony pull the cheeks of her ass apart, then run towel along. She felt him stop, drop part of the towel, and let his finger caress her anus. Kelly had never dreamt that a man would invade this most private place of all, but she wanted his finger there, because there is nothing he shouldn't have that was her. She whispered to him. "Can you put a finger inside me there, own everything?" Tony removed his finger, licked it, then put it to her anus again, pushing gently. This time it slipped into the ring, then he pushed further so he was perhaps three inches inside her. He whispered again to her: "That's as far as I go this time." As he began to push in and out with his finger, Kelly felt her knees go weak, and grabbed onto Tony round the neck. Tony gently removed his finger from her ass, picked her up and took her into the bedroom, dropping her gently onto the bed. He held both ankles, and pushed them wide and towards Kelly's head. Kelly knew he could see everything. Kelly knew she was wet, but then felt his lips gently touch her pussy, then felt his tongue caressing, probing, before moving to her clit. In seconds she cried out in orgasm, as her body shook, the first orgasm a man had ever given her. Tony dropped her legs, moved on top of her and put the tip of his cock to her pussy. He felt the lips of her pussy wrapping around the tip, welcoming and moist. He felt Kelly wrap her legs around him, pulling him into her. He thrust hard. There was a momentary block, but he took her virginity, making her cry out, and hold him tighter still, then was fully inside of her. For Kelly it had hurt in that moment, but she wanted the cock in her always. Tony paused for a moment, then pulled out and thrust back in, causing Kelly to moan. Slowly he began to fuck her, but sped up quickly, as he felt her body responding to his thrusting. Tony felt himself thrusting hard, slamming into her. Suddenly they cried out together -- Kelly cumming again, Tony pumping his cum deep inside her, seemingly never stopping. At last they did stop, and Tony rolled off her. Kelly covered him with kisses, until at last he smiled at her. "Let's go find the rest of them. See what they are up to." Tony took Tom's dressing gown, Kelly found her own. Kelly stood for a moment and then turned to Tony. "Tony, it was amazing. But I'm not the only one, am I? You'll have whoever you want, won't you? I know you'll have the rest of my family. I know from the way she looks at you that you've already had mum. I know, but I'm glad you were my first." Tony smiled -- he knew Kelly was fantastic, but they both realised -- this was sexual ownership, lust, a sexual bond. They would have sex again. But both knew this wasn't an exclusive relationship. Tony spoke. "Kelly, somehow you are wise beyond your years. But you are right. But I promise you I will never doing anything to hurt you." They turned, they walked down stairs, hand in hand into the living room. The scene was surreal Amy and Maggie sitting there in underwear -- bra and panties, Maggie obviously having showered. Tom sat there in only his shorts. Sitting there and waiting for Tony and Kelly to return. Tony glanced at the clock -- 9.00pm. Sundays he tried to be home early -- there was always preparation for the week ahead, as well as a long week of hard work to look forward to. Kelly turned to Tom. "Perhaps you ought to take Maggie upstairs next................." "No," said Tom, "I'm on my way home. Maggie will come with me." Tom and Amy were amazed as she seemingly followed Tony docilely to the car.........