Meeting the Family
I drove home from school and managed to remove most of the gooey mess before the cleaner came. It is one thing to be intimate with an underage girl, but quite another to let anybody know. I had some other chores to do and I had promised Paul to look after their house too, which I did. I stopped in the den and was tempted to put one of his films on, but resisted for this time, feeling that my poor dick had already had enough exercise for quite some time — and expecting more to come in the near future (like just after school time). I cleared the fridge, chucking some in the rubbish bin and bringing most of the rest to my house so we could use it instead of letting it go to waste. I may be rich, but I still dislike wasting, not from a money perspective, but because I think it's unethical.
Doing my chores had the interesting effect that I suddenly realised that I was about to be late for the school run. The time had just passed like water through a sieve. I jumped into the car and drove to the school. I managed to park and look like I had been there forever, when Josephine arrived. I didn't really see her, but when my heart started to thump hard in my chest, I looked up and there she was, like a goddess rising from the sea. She lit up like a supernova, when she saw me and ran towards the car.
"Oh Panth," she said after opening the door. "I've missed you all day." She plumped into the seat and began to kiss me hard right in front of everybody. She hadn't even closed the door.
"I've missed you too, Princess," I said and kissed her back, feeling my chest constrict and my heart soar again. She was the love of my life, that was for sure.
"Mmm mm mmmn," she said into my tongue.
I freed myself from her greedy lips. "Pardon."
"I was called up at assembly today and given a certificate of extraordinary achievement and excellence."
"For what?" I asked, genuinely interested.
"Let's see." She counted out on her fingers. "For one: maths, two: science, three: English, four: ICT, five: PE and six: RE."
"But, but," I stammered. "Do you have any other subjects at all?"
"No, I haven't!" She looked proud.
"So basically they are saying that you're extraordinarily good at everything?"
"It seems so," she said. "But honestly, what's the buzz? I mean, I'm not any better person than George from my class. He's very dyslectic and has problems in all subjects, bar PE. He's the best pal and I like him a lot."
"You're right," I said. "But it does make life easier if you're good at learning."
"It sure does, but I'm getting really bored in school and it's hard for me not to get into mischief, when I'm finished before anybody else and just sitting there, waiting for something funny to happen."
"So what do you do, when you are bored?"
"I've started to read a book by some geezer called David Herbert Lawrence."
David Herbert Lawrence, it sounded somewhat familiar. David Herbert Lawrence. David Herbert Lawrence. "Oh, D H Lawrence. It's not ..."
Josephine cracked a heart-melting smile. "Yes?!?"
"Lady Chatterley's Lover?"
She nodded.
"Oh!" I shook my head. "And what will you do, if your teacher finds you with that particular book?"
"Well, I'm a free reader and can read any book I like." She smiled. "And I just happened to find this very book in our library."
"Oi!" I exclaimed. "I still hope you'll be discrete with that book, I'm not sure your teacher will be too understanding."
"I'm sure Mrs Dunbar wouldn't mind."
"Mrs Dunbar," I mulled. "Mrs Dunbar ... Mrs Eileen Dunbar?"
"Yes, the very same."
"I think, from what I've heard about her, that you may be right. She probably wouldn't mind."
"See," she said and kissed me again. "Let's get home, please." She closed the door and I drove us home.
Safely at home and naked just inside the door, I said, "I've brought some of your clothes over. They're in your room."
"Clothes? What for?" she said and slid her hands from her crotch across her tummy and breasts. "Do we need any clothes now?"
"Well," I drawled. "They might come in handy when we visit your dad at the hospital."
"Oh," she said and looked embarrassed. "Of course, we need to visit dad. I've actually been thinking about him a great deal. I hope he's OK."
"I'm sure his fine, but we'd better go."
"Not quite yet," Josephine demanded and pushed me down on the bed. "Not until I've taken care of something." She started to suck on my erection.
"Oh Princess," I sighed. "You're so good."
I had her turn around and soon we were engrossed in a 69. She managed once again to take all of my dick and it still felt incredibly lovely. As I felt her gushing more and more, she started to speed up her movements on my dick. Suddenly she squeezed my head hard and came, just as I began to shoot my sperm.
After I'd finished shooting, we lay on top of each other and just let the feeling of hot skin touching rule. I promise you, it's a feeling of love that transcendents anything else, bar the sexual act, maybe.
But everything has an end and the same for this. We had to go to the hospital before it was too late. Josephine opened her cupboard and chose a very revealing top. It was loose, it was short, it was thin, and it was sheer. It was loose enough that any movement of hers gave a viewer the opportunity to see most of her breasts from the side. It was short enough to actually show the bottom of her breasts when she stood straight. It was so thin you could clearly see the outlines of her erect nipples and it was so sheer that you could clearly see her areolas. Basically, it was decent from a technical point of view, as it covered her breasts, but it didn't really hide anything. She put on a matching skirt that just covered her buttocks, until she bent over, that is, and a pair of sandals with thin straps. She was absolutely lovely and I could hardly hide my erection in the shorts I donned. My dick was visibly outlined on my shorts and I wondered if I had to do something about it.
Josephine had rummaged in my cupboards and found a white T-shirt that I had forgotten all about. "Put this on, please," she said and held it out to me.
I did as she asked and realised that it had shrunk in the wash and was very tight. It outlined my muscular breasts and my six-pack. It didn't make it better that it was sheer and you could actually see the few hairs on my chest through it.
"Here's your sandals, now let's go."
"Thank you."
We went down to the car and I had a hard time driving as I couldn't keep my eyes from her. The skirt rode up and I could see her hairless ginny and the top, as I said before, let nothing to the imagination. We managed to get to the hospital and when Josephine opened the door, a young man walking by stumbled as he apparently got a nice upskirt view of Josephine's ginny when she turned to get out of the car. He just stood there and stared at her ginny, missing the view of her halfway visible breasts as she straightened her skirt and pulled the top down.
"Come on, Panth," she said, completely unaware of the poor man's plight. "Let's go see Dad."
We held hands and walked up to Paul's room. There were four other people there, two almost identical women and two similar men. I recognised the men from the film, it was Paul's dad Flloyd and his Uncle John. I surmised from what he'd said that the other two were his mum and auntie.
"Grammy! Graddy! Granny! Grand!" Josephine squealed and started to hug each of the four in turn.
"Little Angel! You look absolutely stunning," one of her granddads said with a lecherous look in his eyes. "What a nice outfit."
"Yes, isn't it," Josephine said and made a quick pirouette, which made her skirt flare out, showing her bare bum and ginny.
"Wow!" Uncle John whispered.
"Grammy, this is my lovely Kurt. He lives next to Dad's house and he's going to look after me when Dad dies." She indicated towards me and then towards her grandmother. "Panth, this is my grandmother June, called Grammy." I duly shook her hand.
"Graddy, Kurt," she said to one of the men. "Kurt, Dad's dad, Flloyd." We shook hands.
"Granny, Kurt. Kurt, Dad's Auntie May." Another handshake.
"Grand, Kurt. Kurt, Dad's Uncle John." I shook his hand.
"Pleased to meet you all," I said with a smile. "And hi to you, Paul. You look great," I lied. He looked like something the cat had just dragged in.
"Hi Kurt, you great liar." He smiled feebly. "I feel like shit and I look like shit and I know it."
"Oh Dad!" Josephine sobbed and jumped up in the bed to hug him. "What have they done to you?"
"Well," he said and sighed. "They've started the chemo therapy — and it does honestly not go down well with me. I've got nausea. I'm in pain and I feel like an old man on the verge of the grave."
Josephine kneeled next to him to better hug him, showing us her bald ginny in all its glory. "Oh Dad!" she exclaimed. "I love you so much, please get well soon."
"Honestly, Sweetheart," Paul said. "I'm never going to get well again. The doctors are quite clear on that count." He managed to smile as he looked down her top. "But seeing you like this ..." He touched her breast lightly through the top. "... cheers me up no end."
"Oh." Josephine just sat with her cheek against his, caressing his hair.
"And," Paul started again in a serious tone of voice. "Most of my hair is probably going to fall off soon, they say."
Josephine just caressed him and didn't say anything.
I felt a bit awkward here among the four people I had just met, when Paul said, "They said they were going to keep me over the weekend. Why don't you two go visit Joe's grandparents at the farm?"
June looked a bit alarmed. "But Paul, do you think Kurt will abide by the rules?"
"Oh, I'm sure he will. Let it be a positive surprise for him." Paul winked and held his finger in front of his lips to shush Josephine, who had just opened her mouth to say something.
I looked at Josephine, who just got a mischievous look in her eyes and smiled. "I'd love to go," she said.
"What's this all about?" I asked her and stared inquisitively into her beautiful blue eyes.
"Just you wait and see," she said and shook her head.
We soon drove home and for the rest of the week, we went through the same actions: Lots of sex (sorry, according to Bill Clinton, it's not), some sleep, school, hospital, lather and rinse.
Saturday morning we woke up early and when I started packing clothes, Josephine just said, "Leave that to me. Why don't you go watch some telly?"
I went downstairs and watched some telly until Josephine came down with a very small bag.
"Is that all we're going to bring?"
"It is," she said. "I've got it under control. Trust me."
"I do," I said. "Let's get dressed to go."
"No, let's not," Josephine said with her notorious mischievous grin. "Let's go as we are."
"Huh?" I must have looked quite funny with my gaping mouth. "You're suggesting that we drive in the nude?"
"Of course, wouldn't that be fun?" She looked at me innocently.
"I ... Well ... But ..."
"Come on! Don't be such a spoilsport." She took my hand and gave me a small man bag I hadn't seen before. "Here are your keys and your wallet."
"Where did you get this bag?" I asked.
"I sneaked out during lunch hour yesterday and bought it for you for today."
"Oh Princess," I said. "How lovely." I kissed her. "What about your grandparents, what will they say?"
"Don't worry, I've got everything in hand."
"OK, Princess."
"Let's go then," Josephine said and pulled me towards the door.
I must admit, I didn't feel quite confident walking out the door completely naked in broad daylight. What if somebody reported us to the police? Well, I didn't need to worry, nobody did and we managed to get going safely. I followed her instructions, which were surprisingly clear.
After driving about three quarters of an hour, mostly on small back roads, we turned a corner and Josephine said, "Here we are."
We were right in front of a big farmhouse. "But Princess, where's my clothes?"
I had hardly said that before Auntie June came rushing out of the house. Naked.
"Oh here you are," June said and opened my door. She almost pulled me out of the door and gave a big hug and a demanding kiss on the mouth. "Lovely to see you." Her slightly sagging breasts were hot against my chest. She let me go and opened Josephine's door. She pulled her out too and they hugged and kissed.
"May and the menfolk are working in the barn."
"Can I say hello to them?" Josephine asked.
"I think better not. They're filming and they shouldn't be disturbed."
I wondered what they were filming, remembering the ones I saw in Paul's den. We followed June into the house and I was given a quick tour of the facilities. Upstairs, just after the stairs, June opened a door to a room. "Here's your room," she said.
I wasn't sure if she meant Josephine's room or mine so I asked, "Which one of us?"
"Both of you, of course, silly boy."
Paul must have told them something.
"Last one in is a sexual predator," Josephine called and ran to the bed. She jumped in and lay spread-eagled, showing us her goodies.
"You go," June said to me. "I may be a sexual predator, but I've still got a lunch to attend to." She more or less pushed me towards the bed and I fell down next to Josephine, my dick rising to the occasion. Josephine rolled on top of me and started to stroke my dick while she kissed me tenderly. June smiled, blew us a kiss and closed the door silently.
"Oh Panth," Josephine moaned. "I love the rules here on the farm."
"Let me guess," I said. "No clothes allowed while staying here."
"Close enough," she grinned. "No clothes, unless the weather acts up and clothes are needed. And, of course, clothes on when some official person comes."
"Well, I like the idea — especially with you around." I licked from her belly button all the way up to her breasts, then I continued across from one hard nipple to the other. "Of all God's creations, you are the most beautiful, Princess."
Josephine smiled and kissed my hair. "And you, Panth, is the most handsome man ever created. Your black skin, your lovely dreadlocks, your flat chest, your six-pack, your firm buttocks, your long legs, your perfect feet, and not the least your huge cock." She gave it a squeeze. "I can't wait for me to grow big enough for it." She turned around. "No more talking, let's give our mouths a different kind of exercise." She downed my dick. Just like that. She rolled over slightly and positioned her wet ginny just at my mouth. What could I do? I started to lick her and by the movements of her hips (and from the copious amount of ginny nectar), I knew she liked it.
We were soon lost in the action and nothing could be heard apart from the sucking sounds of our mouths and tongues working hard and from the moans of pleasure that escaped every now and again. When Josephine started humming, I was gone. The vibrations from her vocal cords sent the most pleasurable sensations through my dick and I humped my pelvis against her soft mouth while spraying her gullet with my thick sperm. Josephine literally shivered from her own orgasm.
After a short while, she moved back from my dick and let the rest of the spraying cover her head and chest. I just loved seeing her puffy nipples covered in my sperm. I hugged her and she hugged me back. We just sat there in loving embrace and rocked slowly from side to side. This was love. Love as I had never met before. It felt true. It
was true.
After a while, we reluctantly separated. "Let's clean the worst of this mess off and go for a walk on the grounds," Josephine said.
"OK,"I replied. "Where's the bathroom?"
"Ah," she said with a huge smile. "The nearest would be the one next to the barn."
"Do you mean that we have to go to the barn to go to the loo?"
"No, there are two toilets in this building, just no bathroom."
"Oh."
"Come on then," she said and tugged at my hand.
"Like this?" I said, looking pointedly at the smear of goo covering our chests.
"Well, it seems so. And I'm sure they've seen worse than that."
Remembering the videos from Paul's collection, I tended to agree. "All right." I followed her out the door and into the courtyard. She led me in the direction of the barn, when two young, black boys came towards us, from the barn. Twins, apparently.
They looked us both up and down, only to focus wide-eyed on my sperm-covered dick.
"Holy shit, Trevor," one of them said. "That's huge!"
"No shit, Frank," Trevor said. "I've seen none the like." He looked at me. "Are you in their films?"
I shook my head. "No, I'm just a visitor."
"Well, you should be in one of their films," Frank said. "And I for one would like to be in it too." He wet his lips sensuously with his tongue.
"And what about you?" he said to Josephine, while his dick slowly got harder and harder, just like Trevor's. "How would you like a quickie with two nice fellows?"
"Thanks, but no thanks," Josephine said with a smile. "I get my fill already." She patted my half-erect dick playfully, which made it grow to full size in no time.
"You seem to need some relief," Trevor said. "How about a blowjob?" He grinned. "On the house."
"I'll say as my partner, thanks, but no thanks."
"Ah well," Trevor sighed. "One can only ask, can't one?"
"Nice to see you," Frank said and started off, leisurely rubbing up and down his erection. He was soon followed by his brother, who was also masturbating slowly.
"To see you, nice," Josephine replied. She stood for a while in her own thoughts. "You know what?" she then said to me. "I think I need to get prepared for you, and I have to start somewhere."
I nodded in the direction of the two brothers. "You're thinking about starting out with the two?"
"Yeah. Do you think they're too big?"
"I don't think so, but let's have a look." I called out, "Trevor, Frank. Come back please."
They stopped and turned around. "You called?"
"Yes. Could you please come back?"
"Certainly."
They slowly sauntered in our direction, still masturbating freely.
"Look," Josephine said. "It looks like it's just the right size for me." She hefted Frank's hard-on and he just managed to yelp before he erupted. He looked about nine or ten, so I was quite surprised at the amount of sperm. His dick slowly subsided and became flaccid — so much for the stamina of the young.
"You seem a bit spent," Josephine said. "So Trevor, could you please make love to me?"
"That's not fair," Frank said sulkingly. "It'll take me a while to get back in action. Trevor is always the lucky one."
"Will I ..." Trevor started. "... really ... make love to you????"
"Oh yes," Josephine said with a smile. "Look at this monster." She gave my hard-on a squeeze. "How do you think that would fit inside me?"
"I can see that," Trevor said. "But why me?"
"Well, we have to start somewhere and get me used to bigger and bigger sizes, until I
can take my lover's monster."
"Oh, I see." He turned towards the barn. "Come this way."
We all walked towards the barn, Trevor with an energetic gait, surely from the prospective of make love to a new girl. Frank looked more sullen but came along all the same. Josephine was excited at the thought of coming a step closer to making love to me. And me? Well, I was thrilled at the thought of seeing Josephine getting laid. What can I say? I'm a pervert. A perverted monster, in fact.
Inside the barn there was a big room with a single bed in it. But what a bed. It was huge. You could easily sleep ten people in it. It was fitted with silk sheets and felt absolutely lovely.
"Ah," Josephine sighed when she lay back on it. "That's lovely." She rolled around a couple of times.
I followed her and so did Trevor. I had no more than laid down, erection slapping against my tummy, before Josephine rolled on top of me. She quickly positioned herself with her dripping ginny over my head and engulfed my dick with her soft mouth. I didn't need any more suggestions, but started to lick her warm slit with a fervour.
Just as Josephine had her first orgasm, I saw a thin, straight, black object closing in on her ginny. Trevor's dick. It was quite long, about four or five inches, and it was formed, just like his brother's, like a big, black version of a carpenter's pencil, if you know that. Carpenter's pencils are quite bigger than a normal pencil; flat and wide instead of round. I watched mesmerized as he slowly pushed it into Josephine's hot vagina. It went in quite easily and did not seem to be stopped by a hymen, so in one long move Trevor bottomed out with a slap against her buttocks, his not too small testicles running over my forehead and landing on my nose.
My Princess was no longer a virgin!
We were one step closer to bliss!
Trevor began to thrust in and out, and every now and again, my flicking tongue would run along the underside of his dick. It felt quite strange to halfway lick a boy's penis, but remembering Paul's words, I focused on my hot state instead, which made it rather sexy, actually. It was so sexy, in fact, that I soon started to breathe in short shallow gasps. I was close. Very close. And so was Josephine. She started to buck on top of me and I had a hard time keeping in contact with her clitoris, whereas Trevor seemed to manage, even if it meant that I licked all over his scrotum from time to time.
Just as I started to shoot, Josephine tensed up completely and Trevor thrusted really hard. We came. The three of us. At the same time. While I filled Josephine's soft mouth, Trevor filled her ginny and I could literally see the ripples running down his black dick. Suddenly he went too far back and fell out. A splash of his hot sperm hit me in the eye, before he thrusted back, missing Josephine's ginny by a small margin, ending up in my mouth instead. Here I was, actually sucking a boy's erupting dick, tasting his — and this surprised me — sweet sperm. I had tasted my own sperm when kissing Josephine earlier and it had a slightly acrid taste, but this boy's was not at all acrid.
We couldn't keep up the shooting for long and Josephine soon rolled over on her back, smacking her lips and trying to scoop up most of my sperm that had escaped her before. Trevor fell across me with his dwindling erection still in my face. I pushed him gently aside just to see Frank with a video camera recording it all.
"Wow!" Frank said. "That was some hot action. It was awesome to see her take most of your humongous willie. And you sucking Trevor's shooting cock. Wow!"
I looked around and realised that this was the main recording studio, and that Frank wasn't the only one manning a camera. In fact I saw three people with cameras.
Oi!
Not only did Josephine lose her virginity, but it was actually recorded for posterity. That was one video I looked forward to watch, again and again. With my Princess.
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