So I turned the tables and asked them the same question in which they actually blushed and said yes but don’t let dad know yet and don’t tell him it was you that helped jerk him off. I was a little puzzled but agreed. Dad came back and said there had been a screw up and that we all would have to share a one bedroom cabin for the night. Mom, sis and I both looked at each other and said in unison aaaahhhhh do we have to and then started laughing.

 

We got to the room and dad called dibs on the shower with us knowing that he want to wash off his cum coated dick so we let him have it. In the mean time the rest of us began to unpack and place our clothes in the dressers of our one bedroom cabin. I of course started paying a lot more attention to what mom and sis were doing and how they looked doing it, as they bent down and removed clothes from the suitcases and placing them in the drawers I was taking in every boob, ass and pussy shot I could. Not soon after dad jumped into the shower he was hollering for something and mom went into the bathroom.

 

My sister and I listened at the door and heard giggling and moaning I was behind her as we crouched to hear more, I took this opportunity to advance on my sister. As we listened I began to rub Sara’s back and neck reaching around the front to cup her wonderful tits as I did I found her hand was already there, so I went farther down and closer to her beautifully sculpted ass, all I had to do was lift the bottom of her skirt and I’d be home, at the same time she was messaging her tits she reach around and started to rub my hardening cock which was growing thicker every second and about to split my pants.

 

This was the go ahead I needed getting no resistance from Sara I moved my hands down both unbelievably smooth ass cheeks and her inner thighs, having no panties on gave me direct access to her pussy. I soon felt my first pelt and it was as in my dream my sisters. I ran my palm along the outer folds cupping her steaming pussy, the heat was incredible, slowly I ran my middle finger from her clit to the end of her hot hole inserting a little more with each stroke until I was all the way in.

 

I can’t believe how tight it was and immediately started to wonder how it would feel with my cock stretching her soaked pussy walls. I couldn’t believe what was happening here I was in a cabin on the side of a snow covered mountain and I was listening to my Mother and Father fuck while I finger banged my own sister. Life could not have been better or could it?

 

Then suddenly the bathroom door opened and there was mom looking straight at us with a wicked smile on her face. She only had on a towel and her hair was curly, long and wet. She caught us so fast that we had no time to adjust, she simply smiled and told Sara that dad needed to see her and that I was to go set on the bed, after a slight hesitation and removal of my fingers from my sisters sopping wet pussy we each went to where we were told.

Sara first went into the bathroom to where dad was and as the door opened I tried my best to see what was likely to happen and as I did I caught I glimpse of dad in a towel that stuck out like a tent because of his huge boner and when he saw Sara he got I big smile on his face.

 

In the mean time mom pushed me over to the king size bed, were I sat on the edge expecting some sort of rant or punishment. Instead She looked at me smiled and asked me what I wanted, I was still in shock as to what was happening and all I could do was stutter.

 

Mom took this as a positive, dropped her towel and started  running her hands up and down her body lifting her tits pushing them towards me and pinching her nipples, then she did a little modeling for me like she was on the catwalk. I sat there in amazement trying to take in every inch of moms body imbedding it into my brain for safe keeping she was beautiful and a perfect model in my eyes.

 

She then moved in between my legs bringing her 36Cs to my lips. At this point I knew perfectly well what her intentions were. I ran my hands along her sides cupping one breast and her ass with the other as she moved closer to me almost like she was trying to go though me. I was still unsure on what to do but I believe instinct took over.

 

I grabbed mom by the waist and threw her onto the bed. I then removed my clothes as she watched in anticipation of getting my hard cock into her. I slid up from the bottom of the bed kissing and licking her feet working up to her knees then lifting each leg I slowly ran my tongue under her knees and then down her thighs to just the start of her well rounded ass, taking my time ingesting every fragrance, every feel of her body and as I did she withered back and forth moaning it’s great that we finally have this time together I just grunted my approval.

 

I continued from her thighs to around her moist pussy mound rubbing my nose just along the folds of her pussy lips up to her clit and then on to her soft fleshy stomach. I grabbed each tit as I slowly reached the pointy pinnacles of each rounded mound where I swirled my tongue first around the left one then the right making her nipples grow before taking each in my mouth sucking while I slightly bite making mom moan and begin to rotate her hips.

 

I finally reached moms face as I slid up in between her legs I looked into her eyes and saw love and lust I moved closer for a kiss she then shoved her tongue into my mouth, now I have kissed a number of girls to this point but none had the talent that mom had, she played with my tough and then bites and sucks it for good measure.

 

I reach for a tit and begin to massage it I can’t believe this is my Mother. I broke our kiss then move down along her neck to her shoulders all the while I am caressing her great tits and feeling her nipples expand as I pinch them. Mom continues to moan and with my left hand I slowly glide between her perfect breast to her stomach back to her wonderful pussy.

 

I feel a little nubbin and mom lets out a low moan so I continue to investigate the area. I feel around rub and slide my fingers along her pussy lips slowly inserting one and then another finger into her steaming love hole, she is wet almost dripping nectar gripping my fingers as she is surprisingly tight but for a woman with 2 children.

 

We continue kissing as I finger my mom I then bring My fingers up to between us to get a taste of her and she shares a lick also, I couldn’t believe that my mother just tasted herself off my finger.

 

That’s when I heard the scream, it came from the bathroom and it was a scream of mutual pleasure, I could only wonder what was happening in there but I had my own business to be concerned about. I slowly traced a trail made by my fingers just minutes ago with my tongue to moms wet and willing pussy. As I got closer to the place of my birth I could smell the excitement and had but one choice and that was to dive in.

 

I started by licking the outer lips and inner thigh making mom moan she grabbed the back of my head tried to shove it into her pussy I held back knowing that this was giving mom great pleasure. When I thought she couldn’t take anymore I shoved my tongue as far into her as I could bring up my right hand I inserted a finger as I did mom wrapped her legs around my head and began arching her back her hands grabbed the bedding and pulling them tight.

 

I continued to move my tongue up and down her slit as I push my finger in and out of moms honey hole. I reached my left hand around and began rubbing her clit and that pushed her over the edge she bucked up and down it was all I could do to hang on but I did and was rewarded with the gush of moms cum I was quite surprised as I was unaware of a woman’s cum, I lapped it up and tried to swallow as much as I could.

 

Soon mom finally started coming down and after a few minutes she looked up and said that was wonderful and now it is your turn. We both raised up and again began kissing as we changed positions I moved up onto the bed and mom stood bent over me still kissing.

 

She reached her hand down, wrapped her fingers around my purple headed monster and slowly started to move up and down. As she did this she started kissing me down my neck to my chest then to each nipple sending electric shocks to my dick. I was afraid I was going to lose it but I knew it wouldn’t be the end.

 

So I warned mom that I was about to come when she quickly dropped to the floor and shoved my raging cock deep into her throat and that’s all I could take I began shooting load after load and she took it all like it was nothing. I had never felt anything like it but I knew I wanted more.

 

After mom sucked out the last drop she raised up and started kissing me not only could I taste myself on her lips but she saved some spunk and with her tongue returned it to me of course this did not really surprise me as I had tasted myself earlier. We kissed for a few more minutes when mom sat up and said we should check on the others, so with my dick still hard as ever we walked over to the bathroom door and opened it up enough to see what was going on.

to be continued.......

   Even though I knew how gorgeous my mom was, I never thought about her in a sexual way. The bodies of girls I lusted after were no way in the class that mom was in, but I still never fancied hers. Somehow, that changed. Mom was educated and could have gotten a job real easy, but she decided to work in a fitness gym not too far from our home. Her excuse was that she didn’t have a gym at home, so she figured that as a bonus that she can work out in there for free. Every evening after school I would come home and prepare for dinner so that my mom, who almost always came home an hour later wouldn’t have to start dinner.

   The first time she came home after work was the first time I began to have feelings for her body. She was wearing her track suit pants and her sweater was tied around her waist. Nothing unusual there, except she seemed to be soaking and her baby blue tank top was translucent. Because of this, Her two aureolas and her nipples. “Sorry for being so long, but would you believe that the gym has a broken shower?” Mom was wiping away her sweat so she didn’t notice me staring at her breasts. “Make sure they fix it, then. You shouldn’t even be working there, you know. You could have landed a management position easily.” “ I’ll be managing that place in no time.” She tousled my hair. “Besides, you know I love a good workout, Ben. God I need a shower.” Mom kissed me on the cheek and headed for upstairs. “And after dinner, how about you give me a little massage?” “Ok mom.” As she went upstairs, I was trying to hide my bulge behind the kitchen counter. It kept twitching in my pants after I saw her tits showing through the material.

   After dinner, mom called me upstairs for her massage. Even when dad was around, I still had to do her massages. Mom was laying with her face into the bed and her back facing me. We began to talk about our day while I massaged her legs and calves. Mom was completely naked except for a small towel over her butt. As I massaged behind her upper thigh, my hand went a little under her towel and I touched her ass. It was smooth and firm, but so soft. Mom didn’t budge which meant that she was getting sleepy, like she always did. I continued to rub her back and her shoulders. The texture of her skin was smooth like silk. For the first time ever I got a full fledged, seven inch hard on while massaging my mom. When I was done, mom was fast asleep. Just as I was about to go, my eyes fell to her towel on her butt. Usually after she falls asleep, I just pull her blanket on her, but something took a hold of me. I gently peeled her towel away to reveal her nice round firm white ass. My dick was solid as oak now. Knowing that she was out for a good while, I gently began to feel her ass. It was really firm, but soft. I began to knead it softly as I ran the palm of my hands all over her butt. Her legs began to part open. Bending lower, I peered between her legs to see her bald pussy with her slit showing. My dick was really pounding but I wasn’t feeling right about what I was doing anymore, so I quietly left her room. I didn’t even wank off.

   Two hours later, I decided to go to bed. When the movers were moving our stuff, apparently one of the boards of the frame of my bed got broken, so one of the movers and I tried our best to fix it with two boards and some screws. I laid down and began to think about my mom again and just how sexy she was. Suddenly the was a crash and I found myself on the floor. Moments later, mom was in my room. “Ben, what happened? Are you alright?”         “I’m ok, mom, but my stupid bed broke!”                                   “Aw don’t sweat it, sweetie. We’ll fix it tomorrow.” She bent down and picked up my pillow, “You can bunk with me tonight, unless you want to sleep on that torture chamber of a couch.” The couch was really nothing short of a punishment. “I’m sleeping with you, mom.” As I followed her to her room, I watched her as she walked. She was wearing a big old T-shirt that just covered her ass. Her legs still glistened from the oils from her massage. All I was wearing was a T-shirt that was covering my pair of boxers, but the boxers was missing a button at the front of it. It was sort of my favorite one too, since my dick always popped out whenever I had a hard on. “Mom, I just hope that you’re bed doesn’t crash too.”                                                            “Ben, this is the same bed that you and I used to wrestle on when you were little. It’s made of oak, and if I wrestle you now, it still won’t break.”                                                                                     “Mom you couldn’t win me at wrestling this time around, and you know that.”                                                                           “So you really think so huh?” she said, with a hint of laughter in her voice.                                                                              “Yes I …”                                                                           

  Mom suddenly threw herself on me, in the dark, and held both my arms down over my head. She was sitting on my belly with her ass resting over my groin. I began to wriggle my hips and raise my hips to topple her over. She was still oily, so she slipped away from me, giving me the advantage. I held one of her legs up behind her thigh and threw my weight on her belly, but her slippery leg was not easy to hold, causing my hand to grab her ass instead. Mom had no underwear on! She squealed with laughter and grabbed my ass instead “Whoa boy, you got a fine piece of ass there!”                                                                              “Yeah keep talking.” I spun her around and grabbed both her hands and put them over her head. Her face was now into her pillow and she was laughing. My body was directly on top of hers, and my groin was resting over her ass. Her T-shirt had ridden up to her back, and mom wasn’t wearing any underwear, so I was lying on her bare ass in the dark room. “Looks like I win, huh mom?”                                                                              “Like hell you do! No one wins until the other is tired, or are you forgetting that?”                                                                                          “Fine by me. I’m not going to get tired.”                                                                                               “Oh I’ll get you to move all right.” Mom began to wiggle her butt, not too rough, but less than gently. It was almost as if she was doing it in a sensual, enticing way. Was she trying to give me a stiff dick? “Mom what are you trying to do?” My dick was already stiff and would have popped out any second. “I know you’re a guy, Ben, and I can accept that you do get turned on by women, even if it is me, but trust me sweetie, I know that you know that you have a sexy mom, but can you accept that, and not get freaked out by the fact that you do get turned on by me?” Oh dear, I can feel it poking me now!” She was right, my dick was poking into her ass from within the boxers, and it wouldn’t be long until it popped out of the slit.                                           “Aw geez, mom, so you want to beat me by any means necessary even if it means manipulating my body functions?” “And why not? I’m not grossed out by you. Do you know how many times you had an erection when I was bathing you and cleaning your penis? I even used to kiss it when you cried when your father wasn’t looking.”

    Hearing my mom said that made my prick twitch, which caused it to pop out of the opening and free itself. I jerked back in time so that it wouldn’t touch her ass crack, but I still maintained control of my position. I wasn’t going to lose on account of a dirty trick. “Wait a sec, mom. You used to kiss my dick?” By this time I was sure that she was desperate to win. “Honey a lot of moms do that, but they won’t tell their sons about that. Or their husbands. There was this time when you had an upset tummy, and you were crying all the time. Your father wasn’t patient to let you go on, so I got up to your crib and gently sucked your penis until you fell asleep. But you were a baby then, so don’t get traumatic or anything.” Mom suddenly raised her ass to wriggle out but I instinctively drove my hips down to keep her down, but as I did this, my dick became wedged into her ass crack. Mom and I both gasped but we didn’t move. We both laid there for a what seemed like minutes. “I’m still not moving, kid.” She said. “When you were five years old, you used to crawl into bed with me when your father go out to work. You used to like sitting on my belly and play with my breasts. I remember how you used to knead them with your tiny fingers. Hell, you were better than your father. But there was this one time I wasn’t wearing panties and I fell asleep while you were doing it, and I must have turned over, because when I woke up you were hugging me from behind and you were pressing your penis into my ass crack. If you were longer than you were, you might have even have sex with my asshole.” All the while she was talking I could feel the precum discharge from my dick and smear the creases of her butt crack, but I also felt my dick change its line up, from her asshole and in line with her pussy. “Wait a sec, mom, you used to let me do all of that, but you never whipped me?”                                                         “You were only a baby then, Ben. All of that was perfectly normal. Why do you think that we’re so close?”                         “But I don’t remember any of those things, mom.”                                                                               “That’s because when you started school, we never had time to bond like that anymore. I really missed us having times like that, Ben. I always thought of us having moments like that again, but I didn’t know what to expect from you, whether you would accept it or reject it. At least, until you played with my ass today.”         “Whoa, ma, you were awake?” “Uh huh. But don’t worry sweetie, I’m not mad at you, ok? In fact it felt wonderful when you caressed my ass, you weren’t abrasive, but caring and gentle. I almost expect you to kiss my pussy like you did when you were little.” I gasped and my dick’s head fitted into her pussy lips. Mom let out a low, sexy moan which lasted for about seven seconds. “Yep, you did. I was asleep on the couch in nothing but a T- shirt, and you came over to me. You lifted the shirt up and was playing with the hairs of my pussy. You used to call it the forest.” She giggled and then continued “The next thing I knew was that your tongue was all the way into my love canal and I was cumming. But I just pushed you away before I did and finished up your job with my fingers.” My dick was getting really heavy now, and the only reason why it didn’t go into her as yet was that her pussy was tight and my seven incher was thick. I just lay there on top of her, both of us sweating in the dark with my dick at her entrance, thinking about those glorious days that I didn’t even remember. Mom wasn’t even protesting about our position either.

    “Mom, are we still wrestling?”                                               “Yes we are, Ben, why do you ask?”                                         “I think I want to do something before we finish our match.”  “What do you want to do , sweetie?”

    I eased out of her pussy lips and removed my hands from hers. My dick was feeling really sensitive, but I did not want to lose my load just yet. I was kneeling over my mom. I stretched out to put on the lamp. It was too bright so I dimmed it. Mom made herself upright on the bed too and faced me. “What do you want to do?” Without replying I put my arm around her waist and the other around her back and pulled her tightly but gently close to me. I could feel her warm breasts and her small hard nipples warm my chest. She put both her arms around my neck and we both stayed in that embrace for what seemed like five minutes. I wanted to enjoy the warmth and the smell of my mother. I wanted to enjoy her warm touch and her body smothering me. The feeling of hers abs contracting and relaxing over mine only heightened the feeling in our loins. “Oh gosh, Ben, I wanted us to be like this for so long. I missed being this close to you, but I want you to understand that this is not just sheer lust. We have a bond. This is just how I want to show you how this mother loves her son. So please don’t think of what we are doing as something dirty.” I began to stroke her hair. Mom was smelling like the jasmine oils I was using to massage her. “Don’t worry, mom. What we are doing right now has nothing to do with lust. This is just something to do with you and me. But mom, I want to make love to you, not just your body, but I want to feel the closeness that we stopped sharing. I guess what I want is …”

   “For us to reconnect our souls?” She removed her face from my neck and turned to face me. She tilted her head and closed her eyes as I brought my lips to hers. We shared a light kiss and then we began to French kiss. My tongue went into her warm moist mouth and we began to tongue wrestle. She began to suck my tongue and then I sucked hers. I began to fondle her left breast as she resumed sucking my tongue. There was not a single bump on it except for her nipple. I broke our kiss and lowered my head to her breast. I gently flicked her nipple with my tongue and then took it into my mouth and began to suck it gently. She arched her back and I held her body upright. We were both kneeling upright on the middle of her queen size bed. I sat down and pulled her on top of me, allowing her to sit on my lap and face me, also allowing my dick to rest inside of her ass crack. I held her again as we resumed our make out session. My dick was enjoying the warmth of being wedged into her ass. She was really wet down there too. “I want you now, Ben.” She lifted herself off me and in a yoga – like manner and laid on the bed. Changing my position I laid on top of her with my dick resting over her vagina. My abs were directly on top of her abs. I began to kiss her neck and she began to knead my ass. While we were doing this both our abs were contracting and relaxing on each other, which really heightened our sensations in our groins.

   “Come on, Ben, Now!” But I was not ready to enter her vagina as yet. I lowered my body and my face to face her lovely vagina. Mom’s vagina resembled a slit. It was bald, and because of the natural fair colour of her skin her pussy was red with all our activity. I flicked her pink clitoris with my tongue and then I began to kiss it. Mom opened her legs wider now to allow more entry to her. I started to lick the lips of her pussy to taste her lovely juices. “Inside of me.” She gasped “Damn it ,Ben, inside!” I slowly inserted my tongue into her pussy. Even for my tongue, her pussy was tight, but the moistness of her pussy was helping. I began to eat her pussy and lick it all over, holding her ass while I was doing it. Her pussy was starting to contract more intensely than it was doing before so I knew that she was about to cum.

   “Ok Ben, stop for a minute and come here.” I stopped and removed my tongue from inside of her. She pulled me up to her face and kissed my lips and sucked my tongue to taste her juices. She pushed me to her side and then knelt beside my dick. She held my dick with one hand and began to lower her head to my tip. Gently she licked the tip of my dick and then along the lengths of my entire shaft. After licking it for about a minute, her lips then closed around my tip like a ring and licked it with her tongue. Mom then lowered her head taking my entire dick into her mouth and throat, giving me the most memorable blow jobs to date. She continued to raise and lower her head for a good while, with me trying to resist the urge to cum. She started to slow down because my dick was getting thicker in her mouth. Just when I was about to cum my mom removed her mouth from my dick. “Now Ben,” she said Mom lowered herself on the bed and I laid on top of her with my dick resting between us. She lowered her hand and adjusted my dick so that it was resting at the entrance of her pussy. With little force I pushed the tip of my penis into her vagina. Slowly I began to push my dick deeper into her vagina. It was even tighter than I had imagined, but warm and moist inside. I gave mom my tongue and she began to suck it. My entire penis slipped into her tight pussy. Mom moaned into my mouth and began to suck my tongue as if she was sucking my dick. I broke our kiss and began to pump my dick in and out of the canal where I came from. Mom held onto me and my head was buried in her neck. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I kept on pumping furiously. Her breasts were jiggling up and down and our abs felt like two washboards scrubbing each other. The walls of mom’s vagina was contracting and grabbing my entire dick as I kept on pumping it into her. Suddenly her contraction became more violent and mom began to buck her own hips, which caused me to pump even faster. “Damn it I’m cumming Ben!” “Me too, ma!” I was pumping my dick faster and faster until I felt the feeling of an orgasm welling inside of my dick as I emptied my cum deep inside my mother’s vagina. Mom stopped bucking after I emptied the last drops of cum into her. We both laid like that for a while, trying to catch our breaths. My dick was still inside of her, and her legs were still wrapped around my waist.

   “My god, mom, that was wonderful.”                                 “Finally, we consummated our bond.” I lowered my head to my mother’s lips and began to kiss her. She broke the kiss and spoke. “Ben, I want you to fuck my ass.” My eyes nearly popped out. “You sure about that, ma? I mean I’m sorta thick.” “When you were little you tried to push your little dick into it, but you were too short. I want you to try it now, please.” I pulled my dick out of her, but I was still not hard enough to do it. Mom then told me to lay on all fours. I got into position and waited. Mom began to kiss my butt and then she began to lick my balls. I could feel my dick stirring. Mom’s tongue then moved from my balls and her tongue flicked my starfish. She began to tongue my asshole and lick around the rims of it. I was in heaven and my dick was hard. She kept on licking it for a while and then stopped. She got on all fours and spread her legs. I spread her ass cheeks open and placed my dick at the entrance of her asshole. I placed the head of my cock into it and then held her hips. Slowly I began to insert the rest of my dick into her. She was tensing her body a little but her ass was relaxed. Her hole was tight but our sex fluids made the entry a lot easier. When my entire dick was inside of her, I wrapped my arms around her just below her breasts and slowly began to pump my shaft into her. Mom kept on bucking and her muscles kept on gripping my dick. She was moaning in pleasure and within minutes I ejaculated into her ass. We both collapsed and fell on the bed. My dick was still inside of her ass.

Then she started jacking me off, slowly and gently, stroking my whole shaft while again rubbing my balls. Once more, I was ready to come, but she stopped again. She kissed me, long and deep, playing with my tongue, while slowly rubbing and stroking my stomach and chest. Then she asked me if I wanted her to quit. I swatted her butt and told her she was mean. She giggled, then moved down and swallowed my cock again. I thought I was going to die.

After teasing me this way for about an hour, she asked me if I wanted to cum in her mouth. I was so far gone by this time I begged her to let me. She grinned at me sweetly, and said "Anything for my Daddy!" Then she started sucking me slowly, very softly, I could barely feel her mouth. She did not stop this time, as I exploded into her mouth, but she kept moving very slowly. I must have passed out for a second as I came, because the next thing I knew, Cindi had lowered herself down onto my still hard cock and had taken me up inside of her.

I panicked. A blowjob was bad enough, but I could not have intercourse with my little girl! I moaned "No, Cindi, please don't" and tried to push her off, but she lie down on top of me and put her arms around me to hold on. She started moving up and down slowly, driving me farther up inside her, until I was buried all the way inside. Then she just held me, whispering softly to me.

"It's ok, it's alright, you're not molesting me; I want this so bad. Make love to me, Daddy. Show me what it can be like. I love you Daddy. Love your little girl."

She kept whispering to me as she staring moving again. I finally stopped fighting her and started moving with her. I could not have stopped then even if I wanted to. I kept whispering repeatedly how much I loved her; she said, "I know, Daddy".

Since I had already cum once, she was farther along than I was. I watched as my little girl had her first consensual orgasm on my cock. She held me, and cried out softly as her whole body shook. I held her tight and kept pushing up into her as her movements became too spastic for her to keep a rhythm. I kept it up until she came again, and this time I came with her. We fell asleep with my cock still inside her.

When I woke up, Cindi was laying on top of me, her beautiful hair scattered all over the place. As I became aware of my surroundings, I remembered what we had done. I was afraid my greatest fear was going to happen - there was no way I could limit this to just once. I saw her looking at me, smiling, but with a worried look on her face. I started to speak, but she put her finger across my lips to silence me.

"No, I will not let you be sorry, you have nothing to be sorry for, I love you Daddy and that was so wonderful and if this is our only time together I am not going to let you waste it on nonsense, now kiss me!" How could I resist an offer like that? I kissed her, and then I started tickling her.

She shrieked and squealed, laughing hysterically. I pushed her over on her back and with no warning, put my head between her legs and sucked her clit into my mouth, while putting my other hand over her mouth. She was so surprised she screamed into my hand. I figured we had to keep the noise down a little, as Amy was sleeping in her room. Fortunately, nothing except thunderstorms wakes her up. As I kept sucking and licking her, she screamed "Oh God, Daddy!" and exploded into another orgasm. I continued to suck and lick her, driving her to two more orgasms before she begged me to stop.

I moved up on top of her, spreading her legs apart and kissed her deeply, playing with her tongue, then I slowly slid my cock all the way into her pussy as I reached down and sucked her nipple into my mouth. She was so wet it was tight but easy to get into. It helped also that I am only 6 inches, just the right size for little teenage girls. I felt her jerk and tremble, and her arms flew around my neck and she whispered "Oh Daddy, again?" I slowly moved in and out of her, and soon she wrapped her legs around me, holding me tight and whispering my name repeatedly. We made slow and gentle love for a long time, and when we finally came together, it was more like a gentle rainstorm than an explosion. My girls have always been cuddly, but this last time seemed to have turned on the cuddle gene big time for Cindi. She just kept kissing my face, neck, shoulders, rubbing her hands down my body, whimpering nonstop. Finally, I turned over and let her lay on top of me again. That was how we were still laying when the alarm went off.

Amy was a little worried about us the next day. She told me Cindi had fallen asleep twice in class, and then Cindi and I both fell asleep on the couch watching a move, Cindi on one side of me and Amy on the other. I woke up to find that Cindi had gone to bed, and Amy was sitting on my lap, arms around my neck, kissing my cheek.

"Daddy, are you ok? You never fall asleep during movies".

"I'm just tired, honey. I didn't sleep well last night."

She giggled. "Yeah, Cindi can be hard to sleep with sometimes. Both of you falling asleep? What were you guys doing last night?" she smirked. Fortunately, she was not looking at me when she said that, as I am sure my face was a remarkable sight. She apparently was just joking, as she continued to prattle on about Amy nonsense for a few more minutes while I got my heart under control. I sincerely hoped she did not figure this one out. Right. What were the chances? Certifiable genius.

After a few more minutes, she got up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up from the couch.

"C'mon, Daddy, time to go to bed". I groaned - I was so tired I did not think I could walk into the bedroom and asked her to just let me sleep on the couch. Nope - she refused - Amy always knows best, don't you know? She walked me into the bedroom, sat me down on the bed, and started unbuttoning my shirt, taking it off for me. When she started on my pants, I decided I did not think I was ready for her to do this for me, after last night with Cindi, but she just slapped my hands away and told me to stay out of the way. She undressed me to my underwear, pushed me down into the bed, and covered me up. Then she walked over to the other side of the bed, crawled under the sheet, and snuggled up to me.

"Good night, Daddy" she whispered as she spooned up to me, holding me close. As she moved her hand away from me to pull the sheet over her, her hand accidentally brushed against my, now, hard cock. I was mortified - what was wrong with me? Please, do not let me start with Amy too. Not little sweet, innocent Amy. She did not seem to react, and I thought for a moment that she did not realize what had happened, or she was choosing to ignore it. Right. As if Amy would ever pass up an opportunity to tease. What planet do you live on?

As she cuddled up again, she kissed my ear softly, whispered, "Missing Mom a lot, are you?", and giggled. Was there no end to the supply of giggles for a teenage girl?

"I'm sorry, Amy. I couldn't help it."

She suddenly got serious. "I'm sorry for teasing you, I know you miss Mom and I know I remind you of her a lot. It's ok; I think it's a compliment that you react that way". She hesitated for a minute. "You know, Daddy, we love you a lot, we always will, no matter what. There is nothing you could do to make that change. You take care of us and make us so happy, and we would do anything to make you happy too. Whatever it is that is worrying you, Daddy, its ok. Really." Then she kissed me. Oh, please, do not let her have figured it out already. Please let this little genius have at least one blind spot!

"Besides," she whispered, "I think it's kind of neat that you get hard around me thinking about Mom. Don't worry; I won't take advantage of you!" She giggled hysterically, then snuggled up and went to sleep. Later, when I woke up, she was gone, back in her own bed.

Cindi did not come into my bed that night, nor did she for the next 10 days. Maybe her idea had worked, as she seemed much happier, cuddly again. I realized to my astonishment that I rather missed her in my bed. She was such a sweetheart, so pretty, and I loved her a lot. Cuddling was the thing I missed most about Victoria's absences.

The next 10 days were uneventful. Cindi seemed to be almost deliriously happy, laughing and, yes, giggling incessantly. She teased Amy a lot, and even played a couple of practical jokes on her; things she rarely did. Cindi was usually much too serious for that. After one particularly funny practical joke, that cracked us all up, Amy looked at me and gave me her famous "what?!?" look. I shrugged my shoulders. I figured I knew what it was due to, but I was not going to tell Amy that! When Amy and I were alone for a few minutes, she whispered, "What's up with Cindi?" I whispered back, "I don't know, but I like it better than the other way!"

On the tenth day after our liaison, Cindi seemed kind of quiet and withdrawn that evening. Amy and I looked at each other with the same expression - uh oh. Cindi was nice, not bitchy, just quiet and subdued. Later that night, as I was about to fall asleep, I felt someone crawl into bed with me. I wondered who it was - when Cindi had stopped sleeping with me, Amy had snuggled up to me a couple of nights. I didn't know if she was jealous, or just sensed that I missed the snuggling I had been getting before. It could be both - it was almost uncanny how Amy could often read people's emotions. I waited for whomever it was to snuggle up to my back, but they didn't. When I turned around to look, Cindi was laying there, big sad eyes wet with unshed tears, hands clasped to each other across her chest, trembling like a leaf.

 

I’m not exactly, a muscular person, but no one has ever told me that I don’t look handsome. Probably all those martial art classes, and believe me, Tai chi shouldn’t be sniffed at. I rubbed a bruise on my back. Take my advice, don’t brag about Karate in front of a Tai-chi specialist.

 

At that moment, the phone rang.

 

“Who the hell…?” I muttered. I had assumed that everyone would be out enjoying themselves at swimming baths or other recreational activities. The only reason why I was still in was because I was paying off the mortgage for this property still. I couldn’t even afford to run my car. I picked up the phone.

 

“Hello…” I said, “Uh huh…Suzy? Oh, okay then, yeah sure no problem, yeah….” I looked at my watch, “5:00pm?” I frowned slightly, “Yeah sure.”

 

Not that I didn’t like doing favours for my big sister…but this was going to be one of the most torturous evenings going. Suzy, my no means was a tease. Her favourite outfit, was a figure hugging belly-revealing top, and a mini skirt with a pair of beige shorts underneath. Countless times I’ve watched her walk past boys and men, teasing them. She’d done this since she was old enough to know what that hole between her legs did to dirty old men. I hadn’t seen her in a while though, so maybe she’d changed. I doubted it.  

 

Looking at my watch again I sighed. I wouldn’t get much work done now. It 4:00pm, and although I worked from home Suzy used to be such a troublemaker that I’d be snipping the phone lines to prevent her from making house parties…at my house! It was after the latest incident three years ago, coincidently the last time that I saw her, that she started teasing me about how I wanted her all to myself.

 

On the case of work, I worked from home, which cut down on costs quite a bit, I was a Web Designer earning a respectable 150,000 large ones a year…and yet I was still paying the mortgage off for this two bed roomed, though large coastal house. I looked at my watch again and shoved some water in my ice bucket before putting it in the freezer. I’ll be damned if she didn’t ask for fresh water with ice.

 

I decided to go on the all out and do as much as I could before they got here. I got out the vacuum cleaner and whizzed round quickly. There was no reason why I shouldn’t make the house look at least the slightest bit presentable.

 

I had just finished dusting off the T.V.…something I hadn’t used in god knows how long, when the door bell rang.

 

“Here already huh?” I looked at the time, “Ah well.” I walked to the door and opened it. I stopped.

 

“Hello?” I said looking at a girl who I was sure I didn’t know. She just looked to the side in what seemed to be an annoyed stare, no smile, just a cold hard stare to the side, holding a large gym over her shoulder with one hand. Then my sister popped her head round the doorway as if to surprise me.

 

“Hey bro!” She said, “Happy to see me?”

 

“Er…” I thought for a moment, “Yeah.” She pouted immediately and then slapped me playfully, “I thought you were bringing Suzy, who’s this?”

 

It was then that I realized, this was Suzy, and she was no longer wearing the provocative clothes she used to. Now it was a case of...faded jeans, a long sleeve black baggy top, and black hair…was it dyed from the brown I was used to…probably. It was so different to see her like this.

 

“DO you mind,” Suzy spoke suddenly. As I looked her over, “Tch…” She pushed past me and my sister looked at me.

 

“Call her Suzanna from now on…every time I call her Suzy she scowls so I call her by her full name now,” My sister said and beamed at me. She was still like a kid when she came to visit me. I looked at my sister again.

 

“It’s because of Martin isn’t it?” My sister nodded. Martin was Suzy’s…no Suzanna’s father, he’d been a good father, and Suzanna would have done anything for him. It came as a bit of a shock…no a lot of a shock when his heart ruptured. Suzanna had been there right when it had happened, she had been holding his hand through the last moments of his life. When it came to it, the doctors couldn’t figure out what had happened, he’d never had a weak heart, no heart attacks, a healthy-ish diet, regular exercise, it wasn’t even genetic why had he died? No one knew but it was unique for a heart to just explode, and apparently he had took it gracefully, never screaming in pain, he just fell to his knee’s suddenly. The doctors had said it must’ve hurt, but he’d probably not wanted his daughter to hear a scream in pain at least, not from her father. Suzy had clammed up since then from what I had heard on my phone, and this was three weeks after I had seen her last.

 

“I’ve seen her gazing at pictures of you and Martin, I’ve seen her go to pick the phone up to call you but she never did,” My sister looked downcast then.

 

“You wanna come in,” She shook her head, “I have coffee.” I said as if to entice her in. She laughed and we both remembered the days when we used to argue over it and our parent’s would say, “Coffee isn’t for children”. We burst out laughing.

 

“Nah, I need to get going, I’m really sorry about this,” She said referring to Suzy. I brushed it off.

 

“It doesn’t matter, anything I can do to help I will,” I said, and I truly meant it, my sister and Suzy were the most important people to me in the world now. She looked like she was about to say something but stopped, blushed and walked away with a quick goodbye. I waved as she drove down the road. I turned around and walked back in.

 

It shocked me to see that the water hadn’t been touched, and instead she’d gone for the cranberry juice in the fridge. I blinked. This wasn’t Suzy at all, this was a completely different person…well almost.

 

“Is there something I can get you?” I asked watching her place the glass on the table. She shook her head and walked back into her room. It was the same as she had left it when she had last visited. I sighed, what she needed now was normality so I flicked on the TV to her usual channel which was a Music channel, I could never understand why she was into dance music before. I turned it up just loud enough to listen to if she wanted to, and enough to ignore if that’s what she wanted.

 

It was amazing how much you remember the routines of people you love, and the routine it puts you in. I flicked on the water heater and went back to work, something I had never been able to do before with Suzy in the house…I frowned, no this wasn’t Suzy, this was Suzanna, I corrected myself. I noticed a gush of cold air whisk in. It was getting cooler out there. That was good. At least she wouldn’t have one of those hot sticky nights tonight.

 

I finished up work on the computer and started preparing dinner. I heard the bath running. When had she moved to the bathroom? I shook my head and thought about what to cook tonight. Though I already knew what I was going to cook tonight, fish. It’s what I always cooked the first night Suzy came to stay. Fish, on a bed of water cress and new home grown new potatoes. However, the watercress and potatoes weren’t supposed to be eaten straight away, since there was a lot of fish to get through, she used to enjoy sitting and eating this and she wondered why I didn’t do it every day. I sighed again and set up the dining room area. As usual I shut the thick curtains to the only windows to the dining room area, which tended to repel a lot of the heat from outside and filled up the home made…yet extremely quiet air conditioning system with dry ice, though not much of it. The candles were the final item that set the atmosphere. I wondered if she’d wear the outfit she’d always wear for this occasion. (A short red dress). Though, with what I had seen earlier, I doubted it. I finished up by setting out the knives and forks. I think she liked the way I set everything up as it seemed that was one of her main reasons for coming. With that, while everything was slowly cooking I changed into something a little more fitting. My fathers suit.

 

I walked back into the kitchen area and noticed that the glass of cranberry juice was missing. I smiled glad that she had something to drink. Then started heating up the plates that we’d be using. I had a suspicion that she wouldn’t come out though…which would worry a lot of people if you did something special for someone and they never turned up. It’s not only a disappointment but it’s embarrassing too. I took the steamed fish in on a platter all by itself, and put it in the centre of the table. Then I put the bedding of watercress and new potatoes onto the deep plates and carried them in also…via a towel, do you really think after being on the hot plate for fifteen minutes I was going to be able to touch them?

 

Now everything was set, there was only one thing missing. Suzanna. I heard something towards where the bathroom was. Then I realized Suzanna was headed this way, was she going to turn up after all?

 

“Uh…Uncle Jake,” came Suzanna’s voice. Yeah that’s my name, kind of normal isn’t it. I liked it, “Could you close your eyes for a minute?”

 

“Sure,” I said, I even turned around, it was unusual to get a direct request from her. I heard her walk in. I could hear her heart beating, yet she was nowhere near me, she took a moment to calm herself…calm herself? Who the hell was I in the room with. This was definitely not the Suzy who loved to tease.

 

“Y-You can turn around now,” A stutter? I was in shock. I opened my eyes slowly as I turned around wondering what the surprise might be. My jaw dropped. No she wasn’t standing nude, something much better…or was it, how was I to know? She was wearing a long Satin red dress, no shoulder straps, just a very long dress that showed off her figure beautifully. Her hair was completely different from what I had seen earlier, no long was it straight and un-styled, it was wave with a few curls here and there. Then I noticed the make up which she had applied, and it was very little. It was then that I saw her look at the ground suddenly as she blushed. I smiled.

 

“You look beautiful, some guy is going to very lucky to be your husband,” I let my hand drift up her arm, and I escorted her slowly to her seat, of which I pulled out for her. If she wanted to dress like a lady, then she’d be treated as such. I took my own seat and expected her to burst into conversation, but she didn’t. In fact, her gaze hadn’t lifted from the floor. I smiled anyway, and lifted the cover from the plate of fish. I was thankful that the air conditioning unit hadn’t gone bust lately, as there was now a gentle mist on the floor, just enough to creep in between your toes and tickle them lightly.

 

I looked at her, “Am I that bad to look at?” She looked at me in shock, blushed harder and looked the other side. I on the other hand was confused. What was her problem? I shrugged it off, “You can eat if you want, but I’m not going to force you.”

 

“Please.” She said quietly. Please what? Now what the hell was going on? Who was this girl who was making my heart beat ten to the dozen. I couldn’t believe I was sitting here, it was as if I was dreaming. Then I realized, she was playing the lady tonight. Something I was definitely not used to. Although it was probably not supposed to, this feeling of being needed was doing wonders for my sexual appetite and I was pretty sure I was going to be wearing out my hand tonight. I leaned over quietly, and started to place a fish or two on her plate. Then I did the same with mine. I stopped in my tracks suddenly.

 

“Would you like something to drink?” I asked. She nodded and I headed off into the kitchen leaving her alone. I pulled out a bottle of grape juice, it tasted like fine wine, but it had no alcoholic content at all. I took a bottle of red and white in. Followed by a couple of glasses and finally a glass jug of iced water. I poured her a glass of the white grape juice. I knew she liked that one. She took the glass from my hand as I offered it, she lingered a little too long I thought on my hand. Had she changed? Why if she was, didn’t I feel like I was being teased? I started on my food, and then she hers.

 

We ate in more or less silence, though I caught her stealing glances at me when she was pretending to take a sip of her grape juice. I knew she was pretending sometimes because she didn’t swallow. Yes I was looking, you try not looking when you have a girl with a 34C chest, a narrow-ish waist and flared hips of a young woman sitting directly in front of you with stunning blue eyes and black hair that just enhanced her features.  I’m not saying she was overly thin, but she was by no means fat, and her arms seemed quite toned as if she had been doing dancing or gymnastics. What the hell had my sister unleashed onto me this time. I excused myself to the bathroom. I couldn’t sit there having thoughts like that. I washed my face to freshen up. Then I returned to my seat and she giggled slightly. I cocked my head.

 

“What is it?” I asked. She looked at me and then down at my top. Argh damnations…I had gotten a splash of water down the side of it.

 

“Damn,” I breathed. She laughed again. I was now completely confused and I was going to ask my sister tomorrow where they had stashed the real Suzanna. The rest of the meal was finished in silence, and she gave me a kiss on the cheek good-night before retiring to bed.

 

I washed up as much as I could, putting some pots and pans into soak before retiring to the shower firstly. I finished myself off in there if you get what I mean, though I had a sneaky suspicion I was being watched, I was thankful half of the glass was frosted so even if she had, she couldn’t have seen anything easily. I put on my silk dressing down when I came out, which curiously…had Suzanna’s scent on it, she’d probably used it to go to and from her room while preparing herself earlier. I headed into my room, placed the dressing down on a hanger and proceeded to bed, like I always did…nude. I loved my bed because it wasn’t an ordinary bed, it was made up of fur rugs, though the fur wasn’t real it was pretty darn good and I had several layers that kept me comfortable. I fell to sleep almost immediately.

 

I woke up again in the night, I didn’t know when, but I was kind of in that state where I was awake but I couldn’t move, I didn’t want to move. Then I felt something warm move in behind me. Something even softer than my fur rugs pressed into my back.

 

“Suzanna you can’t….” I went on but I was interrupted with…

 

“Please…I don’t want to be alone.” She said softly.

 

“But I’m…” She cuddled up to me further. Well that was a useless argument because so was she.

 

“We shouldn’t…” I started and I felt her arm around me. I resigned myself to my fate and held her hand. We lay like that for a while, and only when I thought she was asleep did I go to sleep as well, dreaming of being wrapped in the softest of silks.

 

I couldn’t help myself and had to stare, well she looked over at me then down at herself to see what I was looking at, I swear I seen a little smile then she quickly closed up her blouse and then let out a big EEEWWW Rick was looking at my breast I took this time to adjust my pants as I had started getting that old familiar feeling down there.

 

When Sara saw this she then let mom and dad know that I had a hard on, what happen next really surprised me Dad looked back at Sara and said to quit teasing your brother it’s not nice to tease and then told me to quit looking at my sisters boobs no matter how great they look.

 

At the same time mom turn lean up and over the seat looking directly at my crotch and as she did this I noticed that her breast were about to pop out of her satin red push up bra and blouse as she pressed them against the seat again all I could do was stare. At this point Sara again noticed what I was looking at and I think she was even taken aback by what she saw and was for the first time that I can remember speechless. When mom realized what we were looking at she just smiled turned around and said you naughty naughty children. Sara and I both looked at each other then away quickly as we were both embarrassed.

 

All I could think about was what I had seen, and how bad I wanted to see more, I just wasn’t sure how to do that. So after several minutes of reflecting I thought if I lean over the front seat to defend my actions I could maybe see more of moms tits.

 

So that’s what I did and sure enough as I looked over the front seat I could see the tops of her breast were exposed but something looked strange they were glistening of sweating and jutting up and down in and out almost overflowing out of her bra I swear I could almost see her nipples.

 

I again was paralyzed by what I saw, then I noticed movement below her breast and looked to see dads arm and hand riding up moms skirt. Dad’s hand caused moms skirt to rise up enough that I could see V of where moms legs stopped and her pussy started but dads hand and moms panties were in the way of me actually getting to see her pussy which is all I wanted to do at that moment. I slowly came out of my frozen state when my dick stated to harden up again.

 

I finally mumble a few words of protest, that let them know I was there and dad quickly pulled his hand out and mom straighten up acting like nothing was happening. I saw them both look at each other and smile and as I protested that I had done nothing wrong I sat back down and as I did my hard dick made a lump in my pants which did not go unnoticed by Sara this time she just looked at me and winked.

 

Then mom started with the looking is perfectly normal for us at our age, it’s just a curiosity and that she is surprised that we hadn’t noticed each other before or her and dad for that matter. My mind raced with the possibilities that now arise for me to try and sneak peeks at mom and Sara. We still had a long way to go so I settled in my seat and relived the moments that had just transpired.

 

As I rewound the memories I looked over at Sara, she started slowly unbuttoning her shirt running her hands up to her bra sliding it down then lifting both breast with her hands and gradually moving her hands up to her nipples giving each one a little squeeze when she did that her head and long blond hair went back as she closed her eyes.

 

I looked up front to see what mom and dad was doing and mom had her blouse open and had one hand on her pussy and her other hand was on dads big dick stroking it slowly up and down. I could feel my dick getting harder by the second, as I looked back at my sister she now had one had down her panties and was gyrating her luscious ass all over the seat.

 

 I took this opportunity to open my pants and let my raging hard on free. I gave my own dick a few strokes before returning my attention to sis. Before I knew what I was doing I reached over and put my hand on her left tit, it felt so good, to think the first tit I ever felt was my sisters it was blowing my mind.

 

She opened her eyes looked at my 7 inch cock and just smiled, I took this as a good thing and I became more bold and moved to her side and bent down and began licking my sisters tit, I licked all around her nipple then moved directly to her nipple sucking it a little making my sisters nipples puff up like little marshmallows. It was unbelievable how great her nipple felt in my mouth it was like the most natural thing in the world.

 

I felt her hand on the back of my head pushing me onward to the right tit. I then felt her hand move further down my back to my leg. With great anticipation I waited for that first touch, once again I couldn’t believe the first person other than myself to touch my dick would be my sister. I thought I would lose it but somehow kept control.

 

Then it happened I felt it, the hand was like a warn velvet glove as she lightly stroked up and down the shaft stopping at the head feeling around like a researcher discovering for the first time. As I continued to suck on her tits and I started moving my left hand down her tight stomach to aid her other hand, just as I started to feel her warmth and get my first touch of pussy I knew it wouldn’t be long in fact that was it, the thought of touching my sisters pussy was just too much and I exploded all over her hand and my pants I couldn’t help it. It just keep spurting out I had never had so much spunk before.

 

It was then that the car came to a sudden stop and I woke up I realized that I had dreamt the whole thing and came in my pants, I looked quickly at sis who looked at my pants smiled a wicked little smile and asked if I had a good dream.

 

We had stopped for gas and a bathroom break, I was mortified by the mess I had made and was trying to figure out how to get out of the car and into the bathroom without drawing attention to my pants. To my sisters credit she didn’t mention the problem but just handed me one of her extra big sweat shirts that would hang down far enough to cover my stained crotch area, I thanked her with a sly grin and a wink.

 

Mom and sis went in to the girls together and I went to the boys side as dad filled up the car. There was a thin wall that ran between the two restrooms and I could hear mom and sis talk as I relieved myself.

 

Sis “oh my did you see the lump in Ricks pants boy he is really growing up”

 

mom “ yes I did and it was not very nice of you to tease your brother you know his hormones are raging”

 

sis “well what about you mom all popping out of your top showing us your breast” I think you made him come in his jeans.

 

Moms response was “well if you got it flaunt it and I’m not the only one to cause that wet dream, besides you two used to see them all the time”.

 

Sis “yeah but that’s when we were babies”. Mom laughs and asked well what did you think of them?

 

Sis “I thought they were sexy as hell, but you mom have always had a great body I just hope mine will be as good”.

 

Mom “oh don’t worry sweetie yours already is,

 

Sis “oh mom you really think so”.

 

Mom “yes I do your father and I always check on you and your brother before we go to bed and there have been times when neither you or your brother has been covered up, with you and your little nighties and your brother only in his underwear it was quit easy for us to see everything and we are so proud to be raising two such lovely young adults”.

 

Sara then said that “she knew they checked on us and sometimes the free peep show was not an accident”. As  I finished up I strained to hear the rest of the conversation but all I got was something about giving the boys a bit of a surprise.

 

This greatly increase my curiosity, as I wished I knew what they were up to, just then dad came in and asked me if everything was alright, I answered fine and he asked me if I liked what I saw and I said very much so but I felt weird because it was mom and sis. He said that was natural and not to worry about it after all two sexy women are still sexy even if they are your mom and sister. I agreed and was about to ask how to handle it when he finished and we started to leave the restroom and I didn’t want to be over heard in the store so I would have to wait until later.

 

As we were walking to the car we noticed sis and mom being awfully chummy with their arms interlock and them leaning into each other with an occasional giggle from the both of them. Dad ask just what was going on here and they just laughed with mom saying that we may find out if we are lucky.

 

As we continued the trip mom and sis fell asleep and I thought that was it but as dad drove on both mom and sis started making a moaning sounds which expanded into what looked like a dream state in which they started to rub themselves at first it was just along their sides, thighs and legs then it took a turn to the more erogenous zones.

 

Sis was rubbing her tits and sliding her hands down under her pants into to her lovely womanly area while mom was bracing one of her perfect tits with an arm while running her finger along her lips and making a puckering shape with her mouth with the occasional slipping a finger in and simulating deep throating an imaginary cock, her other hand was lifting her skirt and running up to her pussy.

 

It was almost like the dream except that I was awake and there was something different at first it was hard to tell but I notice that moms tits were a bit lower and that sis had a little less cleavage then it hit me they were no longer wearing their bras and from the site of mom and sis’s pussy they no longer had any panties on either.

 

Well this was having a big impact on myself and dad, I know I was as hard as Chinese arithmetic and I needed relief, with them asleep and dad driving I figured it was safe to pull out my rock hard cock and stroke it like it had never been done before. I unzipped and pulled my jeans down some so to free my balls and started going at it.

 

The biggest problem was deciding who to look at mom or sis they were both just as hypnotic as the other so I leaned onto the inside of the car door so I could see both at the same time, as I did I noticed dads right arm moving in a repeating motion so I knew he also was seeing what I was and was already doing something about it.

 

I wanted to make sure it wasn’t just me that was noticing the seemingly simultaneous dreams that Mother and Daughter was having so I looked up front and sure enough dad had his engorged cock out and was giving it all he had.

 

Before I knew what I was doing I reached out over the seat and grabbed his cock first at the head and then I started stroking in unison with his own hand all the while he is looking ahead driving, I had never felt another mans penis before but this was a day of first by me and I suppose my family.

 

I continued to stroke my dads dick in unison with his hand, I notice a slight swell and a quickening pace which though my own experience I knew dad was about to blow his load. The next thing I knew there was a warm, wet, slick feeling to my hand and I knew dad lost it, I continue to stroke him until his cock started to shrink.

 

I then sat back down against the door and seat with my own cock about to burst and as I did I notice that mom and sis both seemed to be looking our way and smiling without having their eyes open but with their fingers buried deep in their pussy’s.

 

I looked at my hand and realized that I had dads spunk on my hand I figured it would make a good lubricate but then I had a thought and curiosity got the better of me and wondered what it tasted like so I brought my hand to my face and stuck out my tongue and ran it along my thumb and forefinger to get the biggest amount I could and I my surprise it was warm and a little salty but not bad, I could see why all those porn stars didn’t mind lapping this stuff up.

 

I then turn my thoughts to myself and used what was left of dads cum to lubricate my cock and started stroking like a man on fire and before to long I was sending spunk flying into the air hitting the ceiling, seats and all over my hand.

 

Curiosity again got the best of me and I just had to try the taste of my own cum so I again raised my hand to my mouth and took a lick, again I was surprised at how it tasted I was relieved and excited that it was good and that I liked it as I knew this would knowledge would come in handy in the future. After such an amazing time I was exhausted and fell asleep but not before looking at mom and sis both with fulfilled smiles on their faces and their bodies exposed.  

I reached down slowly, and gently pulled her hand out of my underwear, bringing it slowly up to my mouth, and kissed her fingertips. I knew kissing her fingertips might give her the impression I wanted to go farther (Oh god, did I?), but on the other hand, it would get her hand out of there without embarrassing or upsetting her. Hah! Sometimes we mere mortal adults win out over the brilliant teenagers; she smiled sweetly and did not seem too upset or embarrassed.

She had a nervous little smile on her face, though. She was not sure that she was not in big trouble, and I do not think she knew what she wanted to say next. She obviously had a plan, but I did not know what the hell it was!

Still keeping with the concept of not traumatizing the poor little girl any more than necessary, but also trying not to become the close, intimate friend of a large inmate named Bubba, I looked at Cindi and said:

"Hi." I can be downright wordy and eloquent when I want to be!

"Hi" she said back. Well, she is my daughter and I taught her well about effective, high level communicating!

"So, what's up?" I asked. Oh God! Brilliant! Please do not let her be the smart ass that I just know Amy would not resist being in these circumstances.

Her eyes only twinkled briefly before she had mercy on me, and said, "I couldn't sleep." Giggle.

"Great! Now I can't either".

"I'm sorry," she giggled nervously, sounding anything but.

"No, you're not. So, what's on your mind, honey?"

"Well, Daddy, remember when we talked and you said that a guy who... um... knew what he was... um... doing could make a girl... um... feel... um... things that she didn't want to, and she couldn't stop it and it wasn't her fault and it didn't mean that she was a slut or anything like that cause she really couldn't help it and she really, really tried to stop it but she just couldn't so it really didn't mean anything? Remember?"

I reached over and tickled her sides, making her squeal. "Wow! And you said all that in one breath? Yes, I remember".

"Well, I understood what you said, and I even agreed with it, but it just doesn't feel that way. I still feel dirty and awful. But I figured out why and what to do about it" she said proudly as her face brightened.

God, I hate it when these girls figure something out. It is never good news for me.

"See, it's because I had such a bad experience for my first time, which shouldn't have even happened yet, and I felt so guilty and it was just terrible and it's all I have to remember and I have nothing to compare it to and every time I remember it is just so icky and I just think EWWWW, and so I decided I just need to do it again with someone sweet and wonderful and who will be gentle and make me feel good and make it all right again and who loves me, and then I can just forget about icky and EWWW and just remember wonderful." She just looked at me brightly, nodding her head in agreement, as if she had just discovered the secrets of the universe and it was just so obvious. God, I loved that girl!

I was getting a headache. My only excuse for the next bit of stupidity was that I was still half-asleep and still in shock from feeling my 13-year-old daughter's hand on my cock.

"Cindi, dear, you know I feel that you are too young to be having sex. Just because it was forced on you the first time, doesn't mean you should continue down that road." I could see the sadness starting to take over. "But, on the other hand, I really can't watch over you 24 hours a day, and if you are determined to do this, I guess I can't really stop you." Here comes the aforementioned stupidity. "So, who's the lucky guy you have in mind?"

Hell, do not ask me what I was thinking or where my brain was. Here she is in bed with me, naked, had been kissing me, rubbing my chest, fondling and stroking my balls and cock until I stopped her and she says she wants to have sex with someone who loves her, and I brilliantly ask who she has in mind. Then I am shocked when she says, "It's you, Daddy." At least she did not roll her eyes at me as if I was the biggest dork in the world and say "duh"! There are some things Cindi will pass on that Amy would never be able to resist.

I am not sure how I kept from having a heart attack right there. Running in circles, screaming and shouting in panic sounded good right about then, too. But I kept my cool. This was my little girl's psyche we were dealing with here, and I had to be careful. I smiled sweetly at her, although I am sure the shock must have shown on my face. She DID have my undivided attention now.

"Cindi, that is just so sweet of you to say that, and believe me, I am so touched that you thought of me. But I cannot do that, honey. You are my daughter, not to mention 13 years old. I could never take advantage of you like that. I'm sorry."

Her eyes were instantly tear filled. "Don't you love me enough to do that? Am I not pretty enough? I know I'm not as pretty as Amy, but..."

"Cindi," I interrupted, "This has nothing to do with loving you or how pretty you are or Amy. You know you and Amy and your Mom are the most important things in life to me - I love you more than life itself. In addition, you and Amy are the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. However, it would not be right. In addition, I could get in a lot of trouble. You might think it would help, but it would just hurt you in the end. This isn't the answer, sweetie."

"I knew you would say that" she said sadly. "But it isn't taking advantage of me if I want it and am asking you for it and I promise I would never tell anyone, Daddy, not even Amy, I promise, honest, and we could just do it this one time, just to remove my bad memories, and I promise I would never ask you to do it again if you didn't want to, just this once, and you could even just lay there and I would do all the work so that you wouldn't have to feel guilty, it would be all me and I wouldn't tell anyone not ever, I promise Daddy, I just know this would make me feel so much better and help me so much."

Irrationally, in the middle of this crisis, my first thought was that someone really needed to teach this girl about sentence structure and run-on sentences. How had she ever gotten straight A's in English?

She looked at me with those big, sad, incredible blue eyes. I have never been able to resist that look, and she knew it, but I just had to this time - I could not do this.

"Cindi, I'm sorry, I just can't do this. Please, just drop it and go back to sleep."

"Ok. I love you, Daddy" She smiled shyly, "Can I still sleep here tonight?"

"Yes, you can, but you have to promise me you won't do anything more like you woke me up with. And put your tee shirt and panties back on!"

"Spoilsport", she giggled, as she got dressed, then cuddled up close, laid her head on my shoulder, closed her eyes and sighed contentedly. "Good night, Daddy" she whispered.

Too bad I did not notice at the time what you have undoubtedly already noticed; she did not promise!

About two hours later, I woke up, again to some incredible feelings. Cindi, naked again, was kneeling between my legs. My underwear had somehow been removed. She was softly, gently, slowly rubbing my cock and balls again. She looked up into my eyes with an innocent little smile, looking so happy and proud of herself, and said "Hi, Daddy!"

"Cindi! I thought we agreed that you wouldn't do that any more?!?"

"You agreed, Daddy, I didn't. I didn't promise," she giggled.

"But..."

She reached up and put her finger across my lips. "Oh, Daddy, shut up," she said sweetly.

Then she sucked my cock into her lovely, warm, moist mouth, and I was lost forever.

Continued in chapter 6

 

“The little slut” he murmured.  “Your mother is far too lenient with you.”  He slipped out the front door and saw three young men jumping the back fence, two of them were black.  Carol should have been in school hours ago.  His assumptions changed to robbery.  Daren was no hero and had no thoughts of chasing them.  If anything was taken, the insurance companies would handle it.  He went back into the house.

 

In retrospect, he should have recognized the sounds of sobbing, despite the muffled nature.  It was not at all what he had expected when he opened the bedroom door.  In the center of the room with the sunlight highlighting her body she was naked on her knees and secured in a sort of restraint frame.  He should have rushed to her, covered her with a blanket from the bed, released her and held her and comforted her, but the scene was so strange, so erotic he froze and stared.

 

The frame that held her was a simple affair with small padded triangular pedestal forced up against pubic bone to keep her ass raised in position.  A wide strap around her waist held her in place.  She was sobbing almost silently. Another strap held her shoulders to a padded horizontal bar.  Her eyes were covered and her face was buried in a padded ring like one might see attached to a massage table.  Her shoulders were at least ten inches lower than her hips, but the face pad was tilted upward, holding her head back between her shoulder blades.  The arrangement forced her to keep her back arched.  Two more straps around her legs just above the knees pulled her legs forward and slightly apart.  The frame appeared to have been designed to keep its captive comfortable, and yet helpless.  With her back arched and knees forward, her pussy lips stood out proudly.  Like it or not, she was presenting herself.

 

He had not seen her naked since she was an infant.  Even changing her diapers her pussy had not caught his attention as it did now.  The smooth plump labia that the onset of puberty had not yet begun to cover with hair were parted slightly by the position of her legs.  They showed no signs of sexual arousal.  A stain on the carpet between he knees indicated that she had obviously been filled, probably several times.  He thought of the three boys he had seen running away when he had come home unexpectedly.  He tore his eyes away from his naked young daughter and looked around the room; a shirt, carelessly forgotten on the edge of the bed.  A tan ski mask and a bottle of Vaseline hand lotion and water standing on the hardwood floor leading from the bathroom. Slowly in his mind the events began to take shape.

 

He and his wife had both left for work early, leaving her alone to get ready for school.  It was the normal routine.  Somehow the boys had gotten in, probably set up their contraption and waited for her to step out of the shower.  They had grabbed her and drug her out of the bathroom.  She had probably struggled, but there were three of them, young men and much stronger than her.  They had forced her down onto the restraint frame.  With each strap that they secured her with, the fight had changed to pleading and sobbing.  Once they had her subdued, and her eyes covered they had stripped and gone to work on her.

 

Only now did he drop to his haunches and see the end of the rubber dildo sticking out of her mouth, held in place by a strap around the back of her head.  It had served two purposes:  It had silenced her screams and could be used during the intercourse to force a gag response.  Gagging, like coughing, sneezing or vomiting caused the vaginal muscles to spasm.  Forcing it into the back of her mouth possibly even down her throat would tighten her cunt enhancing their sensation during the intercourse.  It probably also caused her to buck violently against the straps that held her in position for fucking.  He had seen three of them.  Surely they had each used her at least once.  In this position, the semen could not have poured out of her.  The wetness on the floor was caused by overflow.

 

It was unlikely that they had intended to leave their equipment behind.  His unexpected arrival had interrupted their activities, but it was probable that they were almost finished with her anyway.  Most young boys can ejaculate twice.  A small young vagina would not hold sixty ccs of semen.

 

His attention turned again to the young body.  He noted the bruises on the budding breasts where the boys had been a little to rough with their groping.  He looked at her nipples that were still just candy kiss shaped cones and had not been sucked into shape by men attempting to arouse her and prepare her pussy.  Her hips were only slightly wider than her waist.  It had only been about seven mounts ago that his wife had told him that she had had her first period.  She was fertile, but obviously her body was not yet developed enough to handle pregnancy.  The thought caused him to wonder about the depth of her vagina.  They had appeared to be young boys, her age, possibly younger, certainly not much older.  Probably their penises had not done her any real damage.  He wondered if the first boy had even noticed when he ripped her hymen.

 

They had covered her eyes and strapped her down.  They had pumped the yellow liquid out of the bottle of hand lotion onto her lips; a reasonable substitute for a willing vagina.  Her hands were tied to the pedestal that held her knees a couple inches off the floor.  It was unnecessary.  In that position, her hands were of little use to prevent the penetrations, or free her self, but the restrains stopped her body from moving forward as they pumped her.

 

He could never have imagined himself doing it, but he unbuttoned his shirt and stepped around behind her.  He had been twenty two the first time he got his cock into a woman.  She had been several years older than him.  He had married at twenty seven.  He had never seen a piece of ass this young before.  If he had thought about it, he might have rationalized that it didn’t matter to her.  She had already been gang raped.  One penis more or less could hardly matter to her, but for him this was an opportunity that would never come again.  He didn’t think about it.  His penis had responded the instant he saw her.  He had known from the instant he walked into the room, what was an appropriate reaction for a father.  He didn’t think about that either.

 

She must have heard him undoing his belt, or perhaps the rustle of the denim as he pulled his pants down.  She began to struggle and her cries increased.  He smiled at what he was about to do.  His hands gripped her buttocks and spread them.

 

“Hmmm” she cried out as he moved one hand to the back of her neck and lined up his penis with the other.  She was struggling against the straps the held her hips, but she barely moved a half inch or so.

 

Slowly, deliberately, enjoying every movement, he pushed against her and felt the soft young lips part and engulf his rod.  Semen that the others had left in her squeezed out around his penis as went deeper.  God she was tight.  His wife hadn’t been this tight the first time he mounted her and after Carol was born, he had had to twist around insider to even get off.  His legs were trembling as he slowly began to pump his daughter.  He used her slowly deliberately, enjoying a sensation that he did not know could exist.

 

He bent over her and felt the tiny young breasts and the nipples that were so soft they surprised him.  He wanted to begin bucking violently, but he knew it would be over in seconds if he did and he wanted this to last.

 

The intensity of his arousal robbed him of any control he had left and his hand moved from her breast to her throat and then to the smooth round end of the rubber dong in her mouth.  Her reaction showed that she knew what was coming.  He pushed the full length of his cock into her and then gripping her by the hair with one hand and pushing on the vibrator with the other he forced it down her throat.

 

Her toes slipped across the carpet as she desperately tried to get leverage and her back slammed against the strap that held her.  Her whole body was trembling and her cunt gripped his cock like vice.  The contractions shot semen and cunt juice out all over his thighs. 

 

Her hands were shaking when he pulled the dildo out of her throat.  She was panting trying to make up for the lack of breath that she had missed and from the terror that he was not finished.  He kept his finger in her hair and his hand on the tool and but went back to fucking her.  He didn’t wait for her to completely return to normal respiration before he again made her swallow the large rubber cock shaped toy.

 

After the fourth session, the fight was gone out of her.  The gagging and lack of oxygen still had the desired effect on her cunt, but now she only sobbed between breaths.  He released her head and slowly pulled his cock out of her cunt.  It slapped hard against his abdomen, standing hard and angry for not being allowed to finish.  He reached across the floor for the bottle of hand lotion and unscrewed the pump top.  They had ruptured her hymen, but there are many forms of virginity.

 

She lay there relaxed, probably assuming he was finished, when she felt the cold hard threads of the plastic bottle pressed against her asshole.  A new wave of pain and fear washed over her as he twisted the bottle, literally screwing the opening into her.  It hurt, and when he squeezed the bottle, the thick greasy enema felt cold in her. He finished by pulling the bottle out of her and pouring the last of it contents between her cheeks.  There was no way a well lubricated hole could stop his hard rod.

 

She tried to flex her butt muscles to prevent him, but her legs were tied to far apart to be effective.  He bent over her positioning himself and forced his rock hard penis through her cheeks up to the tiny hole that had never had any larger than a rectal thermometer in it.  He pushed and he strained to force her open.  She fought him, but from the beginning she knew it was no use.

 

He had never sodomized a woman before.  He had seen it on videos, and they made it look easy.  The first woman he had ever fucked had told him that she had done it, but that his cock was too thick and had never opened her cheeks for him.  He had tried to broach the subject with his wife, but she would not consider it.  He knew it could be painful for the woman if the man did not move slowly.  He knew that he should apply a modest pressure, and then wait for the woman to relax her sphincter and allow him in.  Knowledge often gets swept away in the heat of passion.  Besides, he didn’t think that Carol was going to relax and open her asshole willingly.  His hands gripped her cheeks and forced them apart and slowly he felt the head of his penis winning the battle.

 

As the head cleared the gateway, the resistance vanished and he pushed four inches up her before he stopped.  She was screaming into the dildo that filled her mouth, but there was very little sound.  He knew he had hurt her, but that was noting compared to what he had planned.  Slowly he twisted and changed the angle of his penis until he found the path through her rectum into her bowels and then he pushed the rest of the way up.

 

Once deep inside of her, he bent over her, using his elbows to steady her hips and gripping her breasts with his hands.  He held her young body still and began to pump her hard.  He had not thoughts of gentleness he pistonned in and out of her violently.  He tried to stall his orgasm, but when he knew it was over he jammed himself as deeply into her as he could.  His cock throbbed and he emptied himself into her and then collapsed against her back.

 

Now that it was over, the guilt washed over him like a tidal wave.  He was not a stranger to the feeling.  He had been raised in a strict religious household and he had had the feeling every time he had masturbated beginning when he was ten.  He knew the shame and he knew its course.  He knew in time it would burn away and he would be left with an experience that he would cherish.

 

He pushed himself up off her and yanked his softening penis out of her.  He stared down at the gaping hole he had left between her cheeks.  He stared at her until finally the muscles that had been forced to submit again took charge and closed her ass.

 

He stood and pulled up his pants and retrieved his shirt.  Mentally he went through the logistics of what had just happened.  His daughter had been raped and sodomized by a gang of young thugs.  She probably had not seen and could not identify any of them.  He hadn’t said anything out loud.  There was no way she guess that one of them was her father.  He would slip away now and come back in an hour or so.  He hated leaving her strapped down like that, but she would survive for another hour.  Then he would arrive and go through all of the comforting things that he had expected himself to do when he first saw her.  She would have to live with the memory of being raped, but his actions could not affect that.  His comforting her would be a positive thing in her life and their relationship.  That much he could offer.

 

***********

 

“Oh my God” he cried.  “What happened?”  She was still shaking from the sobs though her eyes had run out of tears.  He rushed to her and knelt beside her.  She cringed when his hands touched her shoulder.  “It’s alright baby.  It’s me; I’ll get you out of this.”  He reached for the bed and with a firm motion pulled the comforter free to cover her.  Slowly he fumbled with the straps that held her, making a show of not being familiar with the mechanism and seemingly accidentally touching her intimately.

 

When he finally got her hands free and the straps across her back and hips undone, she rolled off the frame twisting her legs in the restraints that still held her thighs.  Daren pulled the blanket aside to release the remaining buckles.  It gave him a last good look at her pussy.  She didn’t seem to care that her loving daddy saw her.  He wrapped her in the blanket and lifted her off the floor and laid her on the bed and stepped back, not certain what to do next.

 

“Please don’t go.”  Her voice was weak; hoarse from crying and having a horse sized rubber penis shoved down between her vocal cords.  “Please don’t leave me alone.”  He sat on the bed next to her and reached for her hand.  She threw her arms around his neck and crawled into his lap like a small child.  “Hold me please; just hold me.”

 

“It’s alright baby” he said.  “It’s over.”  He held her and smoothed her hair.  He said nothing, just held her and petted her head.

 

“I need to take a shower” she begged, “but I don’t want to be in the bathroom alone.”

 

“I think we should call the police before you wash up” he offered.  He was almost certain what her reaction would be, but he added.  “They will want to examine you…”

 

“NO” she almost screamed.  “No, and you can’t tell anybody.”  He forced his face to remain solid and not show the smile that welling up in his chest.

 

“We have to report this” he said.  “You were assaulted…”

 

“I was raped” she shot back, “Gang raped and nobody must ever find out.”  He looked shocked at the vehemence of her response.  “What do you think they will think of me a school if they knew?  They will either think I made it up, or that I wanted it, or worse they will feel pity for me.  You think any boy will ever want to go out with me once he knows what they did to me.  You think any of my friends will still want to hang out with me?  Promise me you won’t ever tell anybody.  Anybody and that includes mom; please daddy please.”  She leaned back and looked him in the eyes waiting for his promise.  Slowly he nodded.

 

He held her as she limped slowly toward the bathroom.  The violent penetration of her asshole would take a few days to heal.  He sat on the toilet lid and watched through the glass shower door while she scrubbed herself.  She pressed the hand held shower nozzle against her pussy and spread her lips with her fingers, trying to wash away the last trace of what they had left in her.

 

That night he pressed his wife for intercourse.  She was tired and not in the mood, but eventually she realized that the shortest path to sleep involved submitting to his advances.  He kissed her he petted her and fingered her until her cunt was ready, and then he rolled her onto her stomach and told her get on her knees.  She got up on all fours, but shortly after he had his cock deep inside her he leaned forward pressing down on her shoulders.  Eventually she submitted and lay her breasts down against the mattress and arched her back presenting her pussy.

 

His hands gripped his wife’s ass and he closed his eyes and pretended he was using another younger, smaller, tighter cunt and he filled Carol’s mother.

 

He spent a lot of time alone with Carol after that.  He had convinced her that they needed to talk about what had happened.  That she needed time to process it.  That it was not healthy to pretend it didn’t happen.  At first she was reluctant.  He told her she should see a counselor.  Finally she was able to see the wisdom in his advice, but professional counselors were out.  She didn’t want her friends asking what they talked about or worse, just thinking she must be crazy.  Instead she turned to the one person who already knew her secret and slowly she began to open up to him.  She talked about what it was like, the fear, the humiliation.

 

After his private talks with his daughter, he used his wife.  He used her hard, and he started fingering her asshole while he pumped her cunt.  She said she didn’t like it but he argued that he needed to tighten her pussy or it took him longer to cum.  She was his wife and had been raised that it was her duty to submit to her husband.  If this is what he needed to control his desires… In reality he was masturbating to a fantasy, a memory, but he was using his wife’s body as receptacle.

 

“The last one was the worst” Carol said.  “I thought it was over.  I thought they had all gone.  I guess he came back, or maybe he was there all the time waiting for the others to, you know…  He was a lot bigger than them… his penis I mean, and he didn’t just shove it up me and do it.  I think he was older.  He shoved that thing all the way down my throat while he was fucking me.  I thought he was going to kill me.  I thought maybe he sent the other boys away so he could kill me so I couldn’t talk, but he didn’t.  Again, just when I thought it was over.  I thought he was done.  I mean he got out of me…”  She hesitated.  They had covered this before, and never gotten beyond this point.  “I thought he was done with me, but then he spread my ass cheeks and shoved his penis into… you know… in the back up my anus.”

 

Daren wrapped his arm around his little girl.  “I am so very proud of you” he said.  “Takes a lot of courage to shine the light on something like this; I love you.”  He held her and they walked in silence for a while.  “I want you to consider something” he suggested.  “I think you should start having sex.”  He held up his hand to silence her protests.  “Sex is a beautiful and pleasant thing for both men and women.  I am afraid your one bad experience will affect you for a long time if you don’t have good experiences to out weigh it.  You’re a healthy young girl, and yet, you still don’t even masturbate.”  She reddened at the thought.  “Do you?”  She looked down and shook her head.

 

“I used to” she admitted.  “Well, not really, but a little.  I mean, I touched… you know.  I just don’t feel like it any more.”

 

“That really worries me” he said.  “Think about it.”

 

“I can’t” she countered.  “I mean, what do I do, find a boy and tell him I want him to mount me to help me get over being raped?  You think that wouldn’t get all over school? Even if I did find someone, what if I freak out the first time he drops his pants.  Trust me, there aren’t any boys that are going to keep a bad episode a secret, and of course, I can’t just tell them that I was raped and they need to take it slow.  There’s only one man in the world that I trust, and you’re my father.”

 

“We’ll figure out something” he said and hugged her again as they walked.

 

 

“I need some shampoo!”

 

After a second or two Katey opened the door. She didn’t have a towel. The suds were all over her beautiful tits and pussy. On purpose, of coarse. She handed him the shampoo.

In this family everyone seemed to take showers at the same time. Not in the same shower of coarse… But it’s not like it hasn’t happened before… It’s common to hear the “tripping”, and “slipping” through the ceiling from the fact that their bedroom and bathroom was right above the family room. Oh, and let’s not forget the loud moaning and groaning coming from upstairs, down the hall on the right. Mom and Dad’s room.

 

Jordan got one look at his sister, grabbed the shampoo and ran. He almost blew his load!

 

Katey could see his hard on through the towel… She went back to her shower. She took the massage nozzle and adjusted it so it hit her pussy just right.

 

“Jordan! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” “YES!!!!”

 

She screamed as she orgasmed from the high intensity of the shower nozzle. Courtesy of her older brother Jordan.

 

Jordan was a senior in high school. And buff. Very buff. He was the captain of the football team no less, and one of the most popular kids in school. He had perfect blonde hair, and perfect blue eyes. And just as every girl imagines, a perfect 8” long 2” wide dick. Perfect in everyway. 

 

Katey wasn’t bad herself. She was a freshman in high school. Short blonde hair. Blue eyes. Pretty, but not as perfect as her older brother. But she was still developing. Her tits were medium sized. Around 36B. And she always kept her pussy shaved. She was a virgin… But there is a lot of stuff you can do before you lose your virginity….

 

Katey has dreamed of her brother for a while now… Even if he does have a girlfriend… She doesn’t care.

 

Seeing that hard on was her permission to continue with what she has next.

 

Jordan went to school the next day, and met up with his girlfriend…

 

“Hey!” Said Christine.

“Hey.” Said Jordan.

“You ready?”

“Yeah.” Said Jordan a smirk crawling across his face.

 

The headed for the special room…. It was in the girl’s locker room, the old one that they stopped using after the new ones were put in. And headed for the shower rooms. They turned on some showers to get the room steamy… And headed for a warm stall…

 

They ripped their clothes off as they went. They both had free period, and they could think of no other way to spend it than… Well… You’ll soon find out…

 

They hopped in the stall and started kissing passionately. Jordan’s hand moved slowly down Christine’s body until it found what he was looking for. When he got it, Christine started giggling…

 

Jordan moved and positioned himself between her legs. He sniffed it… Still smells like it always has… It drove him wild… He began licking her clit… Circling it and sucking it…. She started moaning… She loved every moment of it…

 

Then he began tongue fucking her…. She was purring like a kitten…

 

Christine was one of the most popular girls in Jameson High School. She was popular. And Hot. Why else would she be popular? She has black hair, and tan skin. She is perfect in every way; she had the most perfect, perky tits… Every boy (And several girls) dream of fucking her… And she does (At least the boys. Or the popular ones at least.) When she’s not busy fucking Jordan.

 

Jordan continued sucking on Christine until she grabbed his member and purred “My turn…” Who was he to refuse?

 

He stood up and Christine got on her knees… She started with the tip. She gently began to tease him by gently licking his head… Then she moved to the bottom of his shaft, and worked her way up. Jordan was groaning… Trying hard not to blow his load… He was getting harder and harder ever moment… While Christine was getting wetter…

 

Jordan grabbed on to Christine’s hair. It was now so steamy and foggy in the locker room, you could hardly see in front of you. It was like a sauna in there…. It turned him on….

 

Jordan and Christine played this game where the first person to cum had to do whatever the other wanted to do to the other for as long as they wanted. The first person to say something had to suck off the other… And so on…

 

Jordan was losing.

 

Christine was an expert at blowjobs.

 

He stopped her. The steaminess of the locker room tells him to go farther. He grabs her hips and places her on top of him as he lies on the ground, and she begins to ride him. He has his hands on her hips and he’s bucking his hips…

 

She begins to act like a cowgirl, raising her hands in the air.

 

Suddenly Jordan explodes in her! So much cum! Hot and creamy deep into her…

 

“Looks like you really needed this…” Said Christine.

 

Jordan was too embarrassed to speak.

 

Then the bell rang.

“Saved by the bell.” He said.

 

“FUCK!” She screamed, “I HAVE TO GET TO CLASS!”

 

The two scrambled to get dressed as they turned of the faucets and ran their separate ways…

 

But when he came, what Jordan was really thinking of was his sister riding him like a cowgirl…

 

As soon as Katey got home, she jumped on her bed and started reading Seventeen magazine. Or at least that’s what it looked like. It was really just the cover stapled to a porno. She was getting wet, fast. She needed a shower.

 

No sooner has she gotten in the shower and she soaped herself up, had Jordan knocked on the door. Katey opened it and he was there.

 

“Hey, I need some shampoo!”

 

He did this every day, for several reasons:

 

1)      To see her sister naked, and she almost never used a towel.

2)      And he was too cheap to buy his own shampoo.

 

But today he just wanted to wash away the shame of losing. On the field, and to his girlfriend.

 

 

She opened the door, and she gave Jordan the shampoo, but he never saw her body. He was to shamed to notice her.

 

Katey was disappointed. She didn’t even have soap over her tits. She was soapy, but not covered. She really wanted him to get turned on by her! Oh well. She’ll get him next time.

 

She got in the shower and did the usual routine. Soap up, rinse off, fuck herself with showerhead, soap up, rinse off.

 

 

After she toweled herself off, she grabbed her towel and made a point to pass by Jordan’s room and drop the towel. Then bend over so he could get a perfect back view of her pussy…

 

He didn’t miss it.

 

But he pretended to.

 

He’s a bad actor she knew he saw. And she went back to her room. Whereas Jordan had begun jacking off to the images running through his mind right now…

 

The next day, the mom and dad went to work while Jordan and Katey had school off. They were home alone.

 

Jordan watched porn. Katey knew. He knew she knew. Neither cared. The parents didn’t know.

 

Katey stood in the doorway next to Jordan while he was in the middle of his movie rental. Jordan was jacking off at the moment, and he was to into the movie to notice her. So as soon as he did he stopped and hid his prick. She sat down next to him and began watching the porno. Katey was stealing glances every now and then at his rising hard on. And then she made her move.

 

Katey moved her hand over to his crotch. And felt the large bump in his pants.

 

“Hey!” Said Jordan.

“Shhh.” Said Katey.

 

She put her finger to his lips, and sat in his lap facing toward him and started kissing him.

 

Jordan was stupefied and had no idea what was happening.

 

She unzipped his jeans and pulled out his throbbing shaft and began jacking him off.

 

“Wait, we shouldn’t be doing this!”

“No, we should be doing this.”

“I don’t think this is right!”

“No, it’s very right.”

“No, we can’t!”

 

She stood up and stripped down for him, leaving on only the sexiest lingerie.

 

“Come on big brother! Don’t you want to pound my pretty pussy?” She waved her pussy in his face. “Don’t you want to fondle my tits?”

 

“Let me show you what I can do!” She said.

 

She grabbed his rock hard shaft, and took it in her mouth and began deep-throating him.

 

He began moaning and groaning as she mouth-fucked him. He was trying so hard not to cum…

 

But he failed. He blew his load. There was so much it exploded through her mouth, onto the couch…

 

But he couldn’t take it anymore! He grabbed on to her sisters hips and turned her over on her back and broke her hymen. He was fucking her at full speed.

 

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” She chanted as he fucked her.

 

It only turned him on more.

 

“Fuck me, yes, yes, Fuck me….”

 

It was turning him on so much; he just blew his load, again!

 

He blew his load deep inside his sister… Hot steamy, creamy…

 

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!

Oddly enough, for seven months we have been having unprotected sex and yet Emily has not become pregnant. This is perfect for now since we are not ready to have a child. But our wedding day was just a week away and that’s all that matters. We are both very anxious to get secretly married. Soon I will have my very own sexy, athletic, curvaceous, eighteen year old sister Emily as my wife. My loyal wife Emily… I would have stayed loyal forever, until an unexpected gift came along. A surprising gift from Emily…

You see, Emily is in her first year of university, studying to become a paramedic. Her school program requires her to leave for certain periods of time. Every time she’s away, that leaves me alone at home only to satisfy myself with masturbation. Living in a relationship based on sex and passion, you can’t expect me to be okay for a few days without having any action. I mentioned it to her several times about how I cannot stand not making love at least once a day, and Emily said that she would work on it. And she did. Emily had to leave just a couple of days before the wedding. That morning we did not have a 69, she did not suck me off in the shower, nor would she let me eat her out from under the table! That left me senselessly horny all day long. Why did she act so strange this morning? Was she in a bitchy mood because she finally became pregnant? I kept asking myself questions until they were answered late that night.

I was alone in my room and I did not hear the knocking at the door. There I was in front of my desk, masturbating while looking at the Candice Michelle issue of Playboy. It took me a few seconds to realize that someone was coming down the stairs. I quickly put my cock back in my pants and hide the magazine. I turn around and come face to face with my fifteen year old cousin Melody! Now Melody is a very cute and attractive girl. She’s quite developed for her age and her body makes her look like she’s actually twenty years old. Melody has long dirty blond hair, beautiful green eyes behind thick glasses frames and her breasts are big, I mean, they are enormous! I’d say at least double E cups and they fill her shirt very nicely. I continued staring her down without saying anything at all. Her jeans were the tightest I have ever seen. Her hips are quite larger than Emily’s and I could see that she gained a bit of weight around her waist since the last time we’ve seen each other. But still, she is sexy.

I look up and ask her what she doing here and this is how the conversation went:

“What are you doing here so late, Melody? What is the occasion?”

“Well”, she replied. “Your sister told me that you were feeling lonely lately. So I’m here to cheer you up!”

“That’s very sweet of you. What would you like to do?” I asked.

“I want to suck your penis!”

I just couldn’t believe it; she wants to give me a blowjob! My little underage cousin wants to suck me… that meant Emily sent her to me… and that means Melody knew I am sleeping with my sister!

“Did my sister send you here???”

“Yes she did. I know everything about you both. Everything! Like the fact that she loves to ride you from on top, that she likes to swallow your cum, you love fucking her from behind, you have a 69 every single morning…”

“Oh my God, I didn’t realize how close you two are.”

“Very close, and I’m here to do her and you a favor. I’m going to make love to you while Emily is away.”

“Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, you are young and you’re my cousin after all…”

Melody slowly dropped on her knees while she kept her eyes fixed one mine.

“Does it matter? You fuck your own sister on a daily basis, plus you are about to marry her! Besides, you and her have been doing little sexual things since your young teenage years. Who cares if I’m only fifteen?”

“Yeah, you got me there.”

“Alright, I know your cock is already stiff, I saw you with that magazine! So take it out right now cause I’m going to show you what that Candice Michelle slut can’t do!”

I didn’t hesitate any longer and pulled my cock out my pants. It only took a few seconds for Melody to grab it and slide it between her soft and silky lips. Still on her knees, she completely pulls my pants down and grabs my naked butt with both her hands. She then began to deep throat my penis without taking any gasps of air. It went on for only a few minutes as I already felt a tension in my testicles. My cock kept hitting the back of her throat at every sucking motion she did. She had no choice but to swallow everything since I began cuming and make the semen trickle down her hole. To be honest, she has better skills in blowjobs than Emily. My sister never deep throated me before. She only takes the tip in her mouth and sucks it gently. But Melody… that job from Melody was terrific!

“How… how was it?” she asked me, trying to catch her breath.

“It was awesome! Emily never did something like that to me.”

“Well then, I believe your soon-to-be-wife needs to learn a couple of tricks from me.”

“I guess. So, what now?”

“I said I came here to make love to you. So let’s have sex!”

Before I knew it, Melody stood up and began undressing in front of me. It took her a few minutes to actually take off her jeans since they were so tight! I took off my shirt and got out of my pants around my feet. Facing me is a beautiful young woman wearing only a seductive black thong and a black bra holding up her explosive bust. I walk closer towards her and reach behind her back to undo her bra, while kissing her neck. As soon as her top came off, I look down and savor the view of two massive breasts. I grab them with my hands, gently fondling and squeezing them. The more I caressed, her nipples became rock hard, and so did my cock. Her tits are surprisingly firm and they pretty much stand up on their own while I expected them to sag.

“Well, well!” she said between a few kisses, “I think someone’s ready to play”.

“You bet your sweet ass my dear!” I replied.

And speaking of her ass, I drop my hands way down there, grabbing both cheeks. Unlike her breasts, her fairly large bubble butt was quite soft and jiggly. Yet I still got a kick out of it. It made me remember how Emily’s ass is solid as a rock compared to this bowl of Jell-O I held with my hands. Speaking of Emily, my cousin made me feel like I never knew her at all. So I had to ask her this:

“How much convincing did it take Emily to make you come and do this with me?”

“Actually, she never told me to come here and keep you company… The more your sister told me about your sex life, the more I felt like I had to try it for myself. She doesn’t know that I’m here.”

“And what do you think so far?” I asked.

“I think that you better take off my thong, bend me over and fuck me in any hole you want, because I want it bad! And when we’re finished, I sure fucking hope that your cum is either in my cunt or up my ass… cause I want you that bad!”

“Melody, baby, you make me want it that bad too!”

I grab a hold of her thong and rip the thin material right off of her. I push Melody toward the chair and make her bend over it. She spread her legs apart, exposing her plump, juicy pussy lips for me. I approach her, take her by the waist and slowly guide her towards my anxious penis. As soon as the tip got inside her outer lips, I take a deep breath and with a single push, slide in my penis completely inside of her. From the first stroke to the last, Melody kept shouting out loud moans of pleasure. I pumped her from behind for what it felt like hours, but probably was just about ten minutes. Still in position, I caress her jiggly butt, making little shockwaves on her skin after every plunge. Finally the time came to cum and I didn’t want to stop.

“I’m going to cum Melody! My balls are fucking tense! Get ready!” I shouted out.

“Huh…Ohh… Wa… Wait…”

“Oh shit, I’m cuming! I’m cuming!”

“Wait… I’m… Ohh…Ahh… I forgot to take… take my pill!!!” she screamed out loud.

It was too late. I have already been ejaculating in her for a while. Holding on firmly to her ass, my cum kept shooting out of me into her. My cock was deep and there was no way of stopping it. I just inseminated my underage cousin with the same load I incestuously deposit in Emily. But this time, I do believe I got a woman pregnant… my marriage to my sister is definitely fucked if ever she discovers…

To be concluded…

… in Emily III: One Wife & Two Secrets.

I had figured we would go to the police on Friday, but Victoria announced that she had to be out of town Friday and the weekend. I am ashamed to say that was one of the few times I have ever been really irritated with her. I asked her couldn't someone else do it and was even crass enough to imply that her family ought to be more important than anything else is. She looked like I had slapped her in the face, and then looked at me with big sad eyes.

"Don't you think I want to be there for Cindi"? She looked like she was going to cry and Victoria never cries. My heart melted; I loved this woman so much, how could I even think of implying what I did?

"I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean that, I don't know why I said it. Please forgive me; I know you love the girls as much as I do. I'm sorry - it has just been a very trying last couple of days". The smile she gave me was forgiveness enough.

The other reason I had been so short with her was that I had to be out of town for my job for the weekend. I really did not want Cindi to be alone over the weekend. She seemed the sanest of all of us, though, and just announced that she and Amy would stay at their grandparents for the weekend. She insisted it was ok - after all, she had been alone for two weeks anyway because she was avoiding or fighting with everyone. It would not hurt her to be with her grandparents for two days

When Amy came home a little while later from Rebecca's house, she walked in, and as she walked by me, she asked in a quiet voice that no one else could hear "Did you get it all straightened out"? Damn! Like I said, certifiable genius. I do not know why I even try to fool her. She never did ask what it was all about, though.

Victoria was not getting back into town until very late Monday night. Since I was getting back Sunday, I told her parents to drop the kids off at the house about two hours before I got back, as they had a scheduling conflict for those two hours. When I walked into the house Sunday afternoon, I knew immediately that something was wrong. Cindi was locked in her room, crying, and Amy was almost beside herself, as close to panic as I had ever seen her. When I asked her what was wrong, she had trouble speaking coherently, but finally managed to say that Cindi had read something in the paper, ran into her room crying, and refused to open the door. I told Amy to go to her room and wait there for me until I called her. She rolled her eyes at me as if I was just the biggest dork in the world, stamped her foot in frustration and stomped into her room. Amy does not get upset often, but when she does, she makes sure you know all about it. And when she gives you that eye roll, you feel about 2 inches tall...

I finally got Cindi to open the door, and sat down next to her on the bed. She immediately hugged me tightly.

"Cindi, honey, what's wrong? Amy is almost out of her mind with worry".

"It's them, Daddy". And she handed me the paper. The front-page story was of a SUV with three teenage boys in it traveling at a high rate of speed that ran off the road late Saturday night on a deserted stretch of highway. All three boys were killed instantly. I recognized the pictures of all three from the movie I had seen, although I did not let on that I knew who they were. The paper mentioned that the investigation was still ongoing, as there was some suspicion that their car might have been forced off the road. I felt chills go up and down my body. After that look in Victoria's eyes on Thursday night, and the sudden unscheduled trip out of town, I sincerely hoped that the sudden thought I had was not true.

Things seemed to return pretty much to normal over the next two weeks. Cindi and Amy were best friends again, Cindi seemed much happier, although she had occasional moody periods, and Victoria was back to out of town much of the time. Like I said, back to normal. I have never been able to figure out how all of us can love her so much, and the whole family gets along so well and functions so well, when she is seldom around. Just shows how truly special she is.

There was one thing that occurred during those two weeks, however, that was a change that ended up being very significant, although I did not realize its significance until later. Monday night, we all went to bed as usual. Victoria was not getting into town until late Monday night. About two hours after I went to sleep, I suddenly woke up. Something was different. Then I realized that someone was in bed with me, snuggled up. At first, I thought Victoria had gotten home early, but I realized that was probably not it, as she always wakes me up. Usually in a very delightful way. We usually stay in bed for the first day or two she is home, making up for lost time. The girls walk around the house going "EWWWW!" and making gagging noises, but they really think it's "cute" and usually keep us in food until we rejoin the living. They do blush a lot, and seem to forget how to talk when they bring the food into the room, though. They are so pretty when they blush! I also realized that it was too small to be Victoria, so I figured it was Amy. She has always been terrified of thunderstorms, and jumps in bed with us every time we have one. However, I had not heard any thunder. Then I realized it was Cindi. I was on my back, and she was snuggled up close, with her head on my shoulder and her hand on my chest, sound asleep. I stroked her hair and kissed her forehead and she smiled in her sleep. Poor little thing. When Victoria got home, she found us asleep together, in the same position. I started to move Cindi back into her own bed, but Victoria said let her stay, she feels safe, and besides, it looked so darned cute. In the morning, before the alarms went off, I woke her up (quite a feat in itself - these girls HATE to get up in the morning), kicked her out of bed, swatted her butt and told her to hit the shower. She looked at me with this fake hurt look, but she giggled on the way to the shower.

The same thing happened the next night, too. And every night during the next two weeks. Cindi would go to bed in her own bed, and then sneak into my room after I was asleep. On the days when Victoria was home, she would crawl in between us and cuddle up to one or the other of us. For some reason, it was important to me to get her out of my bed before Amy woke up. I do not know if it was because I was afraid Amy would be jealous, or if I was just uncomfortable with the situation, knowing my reaction when I saw the movie. It did not bother me that Cindi was in the bed - it just bothered me that Amy would know.

The fourth night it happened, Amy got up to go to the bathroom before the alarms went off and saw me booting Cindi out of bed. I must have looked embarrassed and must have stumbled around trying to explain, because Amy gave me one of her famous eye rolls and said, "Geez, Dad, chill out will you? It's not like I don't know Cindi's been sleeping with you every night". Then she got an impish little smile on her face.

"There isn't something going on between the two of you that I should know about, is there"? She whispered theatrically.

"AMY! That isn't funny!" I said as she practically rolled on the floor laughing - SHE sure thought it was funny! "You are just too easy," she choked out between laughs.

"Cindi's just been going through a hard time lately and needs some extra love and attention", I explained.

"Oh. You mean because of the rape?" She was serious now, whispering.

I swear, my heart stopped beating. Certifiable genius. God I love her!

"How did you know about that"? I gasped, panic setting in.

Eye roll. "Geez, Dad, I'm not stupid. I heard about it at school."

Dad. That meant I was being a dork again. Now I was really panicking.

"Oh, God, Amy, we have to stop that from getting around! We cannot let Cindi hear about it! She'll just die if she finds out people know"

Then I got scared again. Amy gave me a cold little smile, and her eyes had that same flat, expressionless look as Victoria's had last Thursday when she found out about the rape. Where did my sweet little baby with the sweet smile and twinkling, expressive eyes go?

"Don't worry, Daddy, I took care of it. No one will ever mention it again".

"Amy... what... did you do?"

Her eyes were back to normal, and she had that cute, impish little grin again.

"Remember Robert, the football player that you think it is so cute that he has a crush on me? Well, he really has a crush on Cindi - he just hangs around me because he is too shy to talk to Cindi and that way he can be around her. I haven't told Cindi yet just because I think it is so funny to watch the two of them dance around each other. God, my sister can be such a dork sometimes. When I heard the rumor about the rape, I told him. I have never seen somebody so mad before. He only had to break one nose before he knew that there was only one copy of the movie, it had disappeared, and only one guy, besides the three involved, the one whose nose he broke, had seen it. He has assured me that no one will ever mention it again," she giggled.

"Amy, Cindi must never know there was a movie." I said. Then I realized what I had said. Oops. No question about what movie, no surprise. Smart. Damn. Maybe she would miss it.

Certifiable genius. Her eyes widened briefly, and then she looked at me for a couple of seconds. Then she got a sad look on her face.

"How was the movie? It was hard for you to watch it, wasn't it? So, did you run those guys off the road, or was it Mommy?" she asked quietly. Something in my face must have told her something, as she reached up, put her arms around me in a big hug and kissed my cheek. Then she walked away. I was desperately hoping she would never figure out the other reason I was upset about watching it. In addition, I knew I had not run those kids off the road. I wish I could be sure Victoria had nothing to do with it. I was worried, though. I already knew from experience you do not mess with her babies.

One night, about two weeks after Cindi had started to sneak in bed with me, I was sound asleep, having a wonderful dream. Victoria had come home early, and was in bed with me, playing with me. She was very passionately kissing me, rubbing my chest with one hand, and had her other hand inside my underwear, softly, gently rubbing my cock and balls. As I slowly began to wake up, I began to realize that this was not a dream. Victoria really had come home early, and was really playing with me. I was thrilled! I reached out my hand to rub her breast, and suddenly felt cold all over. Victoria has small breasts, but not that small. Her body was not that small either. Trying not to panic and scar somebody for life about sex, I slowly opened my eyes and looked into the nervous, tentative smile of my daughter Cindi.

My problem now was what to do about the whole situation. Obviously, I felt we should go to the boys' parents and the police, but I felt that had to wait, since my wife was out of town (again!). God, there were times I hated her job, whatever it was! However, this had happened at least two weeks before, so another day or two was not going to matter. A bigger problem was how to go to the police about it and how to talk to Cindi about it without using the tape. She was traumatized enough - I really did not want her to know that her rape had been videotaped and god knows who had seen it. Even worse, her daddy had seen it. I could not do that to her, if I could possibly find another way. I suspected it had not been widely viewed by the boys at school, or some of her friends would have known. Some of those girls knew everything that happened - it was uncanny. However, someone other than the original boys had obviously seen it - it was unlikely they had delivered the tape to me. In addition, was this the original, or a copy? As good as the quality was, I suspected it was the original, but I did not know. I had to do something about that - I could not stand the thought of my baby finding out through some sick locker room gossip that her rape had been recorded

As often is the case when there seems to be no clear way to go, an opportunity presented itself the same day to deal with the situation with Cindi. That evening, Cindi and Amy had another fight. This one was bad enough that it finally even got to sweet, gentle Amy, who never got upset about anything. I heard the whole thing, and again it was Cindi that started it. That made sense to me now. Amy got so mad, she stomped out of the room, yelled, "Go to hell, bitch!", and slammed the door. I thought poor Amy was going to die when she stomped into the living room and saw me sitting there looking at her. What you have to understand about Amy is that she is the original goody two shoes. Except with her, it is all genuine. Until that day, I had never heard Amy say a bad word, even "damn" or "hell". I didn't even know she knew such words, much less "bitch". I doubt her mouth was capable of saying, "fuck", if she even knew the word. She stopped dead in her tracks, with a look of horror on her face, turned bright red, mumbled "I'm sorry, Daddy", and then announced she'd had enough and she was going over to Rebecca's house, three doors down. Then she very quietly walked out of the house, closing the door softly behind her.

I waited about 10 minutes for things to calm down, and then I called Cindi into the room to talk to her. She walked in belligerent, angry, snotty, with a chip on her shoulder, and said "WHAT?!?" She knew she was in trouble, as she was just as shocked by Amy's outburst as I had been. At first, I was mad, that she would act that way to me, but immediately I was sorry for that reaction, and my heart just melted for this poor little girl and what she had gone through. I called her over to me, and when she stomped close enough to me, I reached over, grabbed her hand, and pulled her onto my lap, wrapped my arms around her, and hugged her. I first saw the surprise in her eyes, as she was sure she was going to be chewed out, not hugged. Then she tried to pull out of my arms, but I would not let her go. She looked at me with moist eyes and said, "Please let go of me, Dad". I thought I would stop breathing when she said that, but I held on to her and asked her "What's wrong, Cindi?"

"Nothing", she replied. "Why do you think something is wrong?"

"Well", I replied, "it could be that you have been a total bitch to Amy tonight. It could be that you have been that way for about two weeks now, or it could be that you will not even let your daddy touch you, who loves you more than he can even tell you. Which one do you want to pick?"

"Dad (Oh god, when did I become dad instead of daddy?), Amy is such a snot, I am so tired of..."

"Cindi", I interrupted, "Cut the bullshit. I heard the whole thing tonight, as well as several over the last two weeks. You have started every one. Now, are you going to tell me what is going on?"

She gave me a glare that would have put me in the grave if looks could kill, and said nothing. I shrugged my shoulders, smiled, and said, "You know, Cindi, I haven't gotten to cuddle with you for two weeks, and I've really missed it. If you want to sit here on my lap all night, that is fine with me. I'm rather enjoying holding you, but I am not letting you go until you talk to me".

Suddenly, the dam broke. She laid her head on my shoulder, and cried, sobbing her little heart out. I held her, stroked her hair, and told her how much I loved her. I did not tell her it was going to be ok, because I knew it might never be ok for my little girl again. She sobbed her heart out for 15 minutes or so, not seeming to be able to stop. Finally, she wiped her tears on my shirt, looked at me, and wailed "Oh, god, daddy, I don't want to be a slut, I don't want to be a whore!" She started to cry again.

When she stopped crying again, I asked her what was wrong. What did she mean by what she said? She said, "Oh daddy, I'm so ashamed", and then, haltingly, began to tell me what had happened to her two weeks ago. I played ignorant, not letting on I knew all about it. That might seem cruel, making her relive it when I could have saved her the time, but I felt it was important to get her to talk. I still could not let her know I had seen her "shame". I might have lost her forever if I let her know that. She told it straight down the line, even about how she could not stop the orgasms. She cried as she told me how hard she had tried to keep her body from responding, but she just could not help it. As she talked, I began to realize that she thought she was a slut and a whore because her body had responded.

I explained very carefully how it was possible for a male who knew what they were doing to make a female have an orgasm whether she wanted to or not. I told her that did not make her a slut. I told her that she had been raped, and that nothing her body did after she said no changed that. I spent a lot of time holding her, letting her know she was loved, that not all men were like that, and that it was not her fault. After quite awhile, she began to believe me. Then I started to work on the other problem.

"Cindi, you need to stop blaming Amy for what happened to you".

"I'm not!"

"Yes, you are, honey. I am so proud of you for protecting her, and I will always love you in a special way for what you sacrificed to protect her, but she had nothing to do with it and it was not her fault. You have been being mean to her because they used threatening her to get you to cooperate, and you blame her for that. It's not fair". Her eyes got very big, and she said, "Am I really doing that?" We talked it out for a while, and then we just cuddled for quite awhile, with her on my lap, her head on my shoulder, and our arms around each other. I thought she had gone to sleep; she was so relaxed in my arms.

When the front door opened, Cindi immediately sat up as Amy walked in. I saw Amy's eyes open wide as she saw Cindi sitting in my lap, so obviously the opposite from the way she had been lately. Then Cindi jumped up, ran over to Amy, threw her arms around her in a tight hug, and started crying.

"Oh, god, Amy, I'm so sorry, I've been so mean to you, I love you so much, please forgive me, I know it wasn't your fault, I'm sorry". She kept asking her to forgive her and saying she was sorry. Amy looked at me over Cindi's shoulder, confusion in her eyes, and mouthed to me "what??" I mouthed back "just go with it", and she shrugged her shoulders and hugged Cindi back, telling her it was ok, she loved her too. Then they went into the other room together, and I slumped back down on the couch, breathing a big sigh of relief, totally exhausted. I knew we, and Cindi, were not out of the woods yet. One hour or two of talking was not going to solve all of Cindi's problems, but at least, for the first time since I saw that movie, I was beginning to have hope.

 For the next few months I could have lived off of moms pussy as much as I had my face buried into it.But I know she didn`t mind,she never said stop.Since then I`ve always loved to eat good pussy. I`ve been addicted to pussy ever since I was 14yrs.old.I know my girlfriend thinks I am,but maybe if she knew why she`d just lay back and enjoy it to like mom did. Til next time.Hope I don`t bore you all to much.

 

I got out of bed and crept down the hall and peeked around the corner. Sure enough mom was deep into her pussy. It was dark in the kitchen and I could see her from 6 feet away, so I stood in the shadows and watched.  Mom had the handle of a brush in her pussy and two fingers strumming her clit. I knew that after she had her orgasm she might hear me in the kitchen so I dashed back to my room just as she was coming down from the big O.

 

I left my reading lamp on and the door open a few inches as I read this hot fuck book. My hand was busy on my cock and I kept the book in front of my face as I stroked my cock. Mom came down the hall to go to bed and I heard her stop at my door. I’m sure that she thought I had fallen asleep reading and was going to turn off my light. I could tell that she had looked in on me to see if I was asleep.  I was about ready to cum and I arched my back and said OH MOM you have a sexy pussy and I want to fill if with my cum. Then I shot a huge load on my chest.

 

I turned off my light and heard mom’s bedroom open and close. I knew that she was watching me jack off.  The book I was reading was called All IN The Family. I left the book out where mom could see it when she came in to make my bed.

 

Mom was modest and we never went around the house without being covered. Mom would wear a heavy housecoat in the mornings. The next morning her housecoat was open in front and she had a baby doll outfit on under it. I kept looking at her tits and she knew I was looking. I went in and took a shower and came out in my silk track shorts with out any underwear on under them. My cock was easy to see. Mom kept looking at my crotch.

 

I went to work and could not keep my mind off my mom’s body.  I gave up and went home early. Mom was reading my book about incest when I came in. She hid it under the couch and put it back in my room when I went back outside.

 

The next morning I put on the silk shorts and went into the kitchen where mom was making a pot of coffee. Mom had on a thin robe and nothing under it; my cock was getting thick and heavy. Mom looked my cock over and smiled. When the coffee was ready mom went over to pore us a cup. I walked up behind her and hugged her from behind putting my hands around her waist. My cock brushed her ass as I kissed her on the cheek. I told her that I loved her and thought she was the best mom ever. Then I kissed her neck.  Mom said do you know what you are doing, I said yes I’m hugging you, mom said no do you know what its called, I said no. Mom said its called foreplay, I said oh I thought it was only foreplay if it turned you on and made your pussy wet. Mom said well that is true and its fore play. My cock was now hard and pressed into the crack of her ass. Mom pushed her ass back onto my cock. I told mom that she was so sexy this morning and kissed her neck making her shiver. I ran my hands up her belly and under her tits as I kissed her more. She took my hands and put them on her tits as she tipped her head back. I kissed her on the mouth and we French kissed. Mom said wow where did you learn to kiss like that. I told her Misty taught me how. Mom said your cousin Misty? I said yes. Mom asked what else did she teach you. I said this and I put my hand in moms robe and stroked her pussy. I parted her lips and slipped a finger in her cunt. Mom was wet as hell.

 

Mom asked if I had watched her finger fuck her self the night before and I said yes. Mom said that she was thinking about my cock and fucking me as she played with her pussy.

I untied moms robe and she turned around. Mom took me in her arms and we kissed a lovers kiss. I bent down and licked her tits and sucked her nipples. I got down on my knees and kissed her pussy parting her lips with my tong. Mom spread her legs and I sucked her clit till she came all over my face.

 

Mom took my hand and led me to her bedroom. Mom took my shorts off and said holy shit you are a lot bigger than your dad. Mom took my cock in her mouth and sucked my cock till I came in her mouth. I put mom on her back and she spread her legs wide for me, she fingered her pussy and I licked her while she did so. Mom was going wild with lust. She said that she thought about me fucking her for a long time. I asked when this started and she said since I was about 13. I told her that was when I started to use a mirror to peek under her door when she got ready for bed. Mom said that she knew about me peeking at her and she liked to show me her body but she tried to not make it known that she knew I watched her.  She would turn out the light and finger herself knowing that I was jacking off.

 

My cock was hard again as I made mom cum with my mouth. Then I put her knees on my shoulders and rubbed my fat cock head on her pussy lips. I inched my cock into her tight pussy until all 7 inches was in her. Mom said your cock is just like your grandpas short and fat as fuck. I started to fuck mom for all I was worth. It did not take long being in her tight hot pussy to make me cum. We came at the same time. Mom’s cunt milked me cock dry.

 

Mom and I fucked almost every day and every night for a month.  Mom came in one morning and said that dad was coming home in a few days. We fucked and played all day that day.

 

We knew that thing would not be the same after that. Dad got home and it was nice to have him home but I missed all the pussy I was getting.  Dad told mom that I had grown up a lot that summer and had become a man.  Mom and I were out in the barn feeding the horses and I kissed her. Mom said lets have a quick fuck and dropped her pants. She was wet and ready to fuck. I pulled out my cock and mom bent over. I pushed my cock into her from behind. Just as we both were coming dad came into the barn. Mom was milking my cock with her pussy. It was to late to stop, we were caught. I was ready to get my ass kicked when I noticed that dad was unzipping his pants. Dad Said well if you are going to fuck each other then get to fucking. Mom and I stood there dumfounded. Dad took down his pants and was stroking his cock. He said I have been watching you too since I got home and I thought you have been playing around, I came out here and watched you fuck from the start.

 

I jacked off every night thinking about you too fucking when I was gone.  My cock was hard again and ready for round two. I took off mom’s shirt and bra as we kissed. She took her pants all the way off. Mom got on her knees on a hay bale and I took her doggy style. Dad said goddamn kid where did you get that monster fat cock. He came around to where he could see it in mom’s cunt, as he stroked his cock. I asked him if he wanted mom to suck him off, as she took him in her mouth. Mom’s ass looked nice and the thought of her asshole tempted me. I tried to get my cock in her ass but she was to tight. Mom wanted to try it for the first time but I was to fat. Dad said lets switch places. Dad worked his cock into mom’s ass as she licked my cock. Dad filled her ass with cum. Mom was ready for my cock now. I pushed into her ass and she went wild as I stretched her to the max.

 

Mom told dad that we fucked every day and she loved it. She said that she was happy and wanted to keep fucking me. Dad said that he liked the idea and wanted us to be happy.

“Don’t be such a jerk.” Anna said. “She’s a nice girl.”

“Yeah, yeah. Forget her. I’ll pick you up in an hour.”

I opened the door and jumped in surprise. Jenny was standing there, filling the doorframe with her insanely muscular body. There was a hurt and angry look on her face but I was even more pissed.

“Were you listening, you little brat??”

“Why do you always call me little, Steve? I’m bigger than you.”

“What? No you’re not.”

“Oh sure, you’re a couple inches taller than me but I outweigh you by forty pounds. And I’m a lot stronger than you.”

“You’re not stronger than me, Jenny. You’re just a freak. Now get out of the way.”

Actually I was pretty sure she was stronger than me. But I had no intention of finding out. I was still older than her and she had to listen to me.

“Well, let’s find out.” She grinned.

“Jenny, move!”

If you’re so strong, why don’t you make me move.”

I reached out to shove her out of the way. She grabbed my hands, intertwining her fingers with mine and squeezed.

“Ah!! Damn it, Jenny, let go!!”

Shit, I knew she was strong but I had no idea she was that strong!

She squeezed again. The muscles in her forearms bulged and I screamed and dropped to my knees.

“Who’s stronger, Stevie?”

“You, okay!?”

She let go of one hand and spun me around, bending the other arm painfully behind my back.

“From now on I think you should call me ‘Big sister‘.”

“You fucking bitch!”

She pulled, almost dislocating my arm.

“Ow!!! Fuck!!”

“Who’s your big sister?”

“You, damn it!! You’re my big sister!!”
She put her leg over my shoulder and released my arm. Her other leg straddled my neck and she flexed her massive thighs squeezing me painfully. I wrapped my arms around those huge bare thighs and tried to pry them apart. I couldn‘t budge them.

“But I don’t want a little brother.” She mused as I struggled in the vice-like grip of her thighs. “Little brothers are gross. I’ve always wanted a little sister.” She giggled. “From now on, your name is Stephanie!”

Her thighs relaxed and I slid my head out of their grip. I knelt there gasping for breath. I couldn’t even yell at her. And I didn’t know what I would say. She was clearly much stronger than me.

Oh shit! I had a hard-on too! All that contact with her bare thighs, her huge legs rubbing against my body, how could I not?

I moaned.

“Borrow some of my clothes? Of course, Steph. What’s a big sister for?”

She yanked me to my feet and dragged me down the hall in a headlock. She shoved me onto her bed and hopped up next to me.

She started pulling off my shirt.

“Jenny!! What the hell? Cut it out!”

“Now Steph, if you’re going to be my little sister you have to dress the part.”

She started pulling off my shorts and my underwear was coming with them. She pulled them down with one hand and held me down with the other on my chest.

Now I was stripped naked on my little sister’s bed. And I still had a hard-on. Worse than ever! Any dignity I had was long gone so I begged.

“Jenny, please! I’m sorry! You’re stronger than me and bigger than me, okay? Please let me get dressed. Please!”

“What is this, Steph?”

Her fingers wrapped around my hard dick.

“Jennnnny Pleeeeease!” I whimpered.

“I’ve never seen a little girl with one of these.” She said, stroking it with her strong fingers. “You’re kind of a freak, you know? Of course I’d never say something like that cause I’m your big sister and I love you.”

She pulled me into a sitting position and gave me a crushing hug. Her powerful arms pressed me against those huge tits.

“I love you too, Jenny. Please let go.”

She let go and kissed me on the cheek.

She giggled. “Now let’s get you dressed.”

She started pulling things out of her drawers and closet. I sat naked on the bed, to traumatized to do anything..

“Oh this would look so pretty on you! You really don’t have the boobs for this one, no offense, sis. Hmm, maybe this?”

She came toward me holding a pair of pink panties. She grabbed me by the ankle and started pulling them on.

“Jenny! I can do it!”

“Oh I know, Steph.” She said in a condescending voice. “You’re a big girl. But let big sister help. When Mommy left she said ‘Take care of your little sister.’ And that‘s what I‘m gonna do.”

Mom had said that. Of course she’d been talking to me.

Jenny pulled the panties up and tucked my erection into them. Then she pulled a pair of very short shorts over them. I stopped struggling and just let her do it. I couldn’t stop her anyway.

She picked up a shirt off the pile. “Oh, this is gonna be so cute on you!”

She pulled the shirt onto me. It said CUTIE PIE. It was meant to be skin tight and even though it had been stretched over Jenny’s humungous tits it was tight on me too.

She dragged me in front of the mirror.

“Awww, you’re sooo pretty! Now we’ve got to do your nails and put some makeup on you. But first you have to call Anna and tell her you’re not coming.”

Anna! Oh god! If she could see me now…

“No! Fuck you, Jenny!!” I started pulling off her shirt.

“I will not have my little sister using that kind of language! Come here!”

She grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me over to the bed. She dragged me across her lap and held me down. My struggling was completely futile. She pulled down my shorts and panties.

“Jenny, no! Please!”

“This is for your own good, Steph. Little girls cannot have potty mouths.”

Her hand connected with my ass with a loud SLAP!! I couldn’t believe how much it hurt!

“Jenny, I’m sorry! Stop! Please stop!” I squirmed on her lap, trying to get away from her incredibly hard blows. By the end of ten whacks I was reduced to sobs.

Jenny finally stopped spanking me. She pulled me up into her lap and cradled me in her strong arms with my head resting against those huge, soft breasts.

She rocked me gently and rubbed my back. “Okay, sweetie. I think you’ve learned your lesson.”

Jenny’s shorts and panties were still around my ankles and I had a boner again sitting in her lap. She took her hand off my back and started rubbing it in the same soothing way.

I gasped. “Jenny, what…”

“Okay. Time to call Anna.”

“Jenny, no. Please??”

“Anna’s a nice girl. You can’t just stand her up and hurt her feelings.”

“But what should I tell her?”

“The truth. That you’re spending the night at home with your big sister.”

“I can’t tell her that!”

“Okay, I’ll make it easy for you.”

She stood up and took me by the hand. She led me to the phone then she twisted my arm behind my back again. I fell to my knees.

“Ah, Fu- Jenny! Stop!! Okay, okay!!”

She let up on my arm slightly. “Dial the number.”

I picked up the phone and dialed Anna’s number.

“Hello?”

“H-hi Anna.”

Jenny increased the pressure slightly. “Now repeat after me. ‘Anna, I’m really sorry but I have to break our date tonight.’”

I tried to pull away and Jenny squeezed harder.

“Ah!” Through clenched teeth I gasped. “Anna, I’m really sorry but I have to break our date tonight.”

“’I’m hanging out with my big sister tonight.’”

“I’m hanging out with my…big sister tonight.”

“’But next time I see you I promise I’ll take you somewhere really nice and buy you something.’”

“But next time I see you I promise I’ll take you somewhere really nice and buy you something.”

“Steve? Are you okay? I didn’t know you had an older sister. What’s her name?”

“I’m-I’m fine. My sister Jenny. You’ve met her.”

“But she’s-”
“I’ve got to go, Anna. Sorry. See you tomorrow.” I hung up quickly.

“Well that was kind of rude.” Jenny said but released me.

I sighed. “You win, Jenny. What do you want to do now?”

She giggled. “You don’t have to look so sad! I’m a fun sister! I‘m going to give you a makeover and do your nails. It‘ll be just like a slumber party.”

I groaned.

Jenny put on some teeny bopper music and painted my nails then put a bunch of makeup on me. She made me try on all different feminine outfits and model them for her. Having no other choice, I submitted to all of it. Just when I didn’t think this could possibly get any more humiliating she pulled out her camera and started clicking pictures of me in her clothes covered with makeup.

Jenny threw her arms around me giggling. “Oh you’re the best little sister ever! Just like playing with a big doll!! But I promised Mom I’d take care of you so I guess I’d better give you a bath and put you to bed.

My problem now was what to do about the whole situation. Obviously, I felt we should go to the boys' parents and the police, but I felt that had to wait, since my wife was out of town (again!). God, there were times I hated her job, whatever it was! However, this had happened at least two weeks before, so another day or two was not going to matter. A bigger problem was how to go to the police about it and how to talk to Cindi about it without using the tape. She was traumatized enough - I really did not want her to know that her rape had been videotaped and god knows who had seen it. Even worse, her daddy had seen it. I could not do that to her, if I could possibly find another way. I suspected it had not been widely viewed by the boys at school, or some of her friends would have known. Some of those girls knew everything that happened - it was uncanny. However, someone other than the original boys had obviously seen it - it was unlikely they had delivered the tape to me. In addition, was this the original, or a copy? As good as the quality was, I suspected it was the original, but I did not know. I had to do something about that - I could not stand the thought of my baby finding out through some sick locker room gossip that her rape had been recorded

As often is the case when there seems to be no clear way to go, an opportunity presented itself the same day to deal with the situation with Cindi. That evening, Cindi and Amy had another fight. This one was bad enough that it finally even got to sweet, gentle Amy, who never got upset about anything. I heard the whole thing, and again it was Cindi that started it. That made sense to me now. Amy got so mad, she stomped out of the room, yelled, "Go to hell, bitch!", and slammed the door. I thought poor Amy was going to die when she stomped into the living room and saw me sitting there looking at her. What you have to understand about Amy is that she is the original goody two shoes. Except with her, it is all genuine. Until that day, I had never heard Amy say a bad word, even "damn" or "hell". I didn't even know she knew such words, much less "bitch". I doubt her mouth was capable of saying, "fuck", if she even knew the word. She stopped dead in her tracks, with a look of horror on her face, turned bright red, mumbled "I'm sorry, Daddy", and then announced she'd had enough and she was going over to Rebecca's house, three doors down. Then she very quietly walked out of the house, closing the door softly behind her.

I waited about 10 minutes for things to calm down, and then I called Cindi into the room to talk to her. She walked in belligerent, angry, snotty, with a chip on her shoulder, and said "WHAT?!?" She knew she was in trouble, as she was just as shocked by Amy's outburst as I had been. At first, I was mad, that she would act that way to me, but immediately I was sorry for that reaction, and my heart just melted for this poor little girl and what she had gone through. I called her over to me, and when she stomped close enough to me, I reached over, grabbed her hand, and pulled her onto my lap, wrapped my arms around her, and hugged her. I first saw the surprise in her eyes, as she was sure she was going to be chewed out, not hugged. Then she tried to pull out of my arms, but I would not let her go. She looked at me with moist eyes and said, "Please let go of me, Dad". I thought I would stop breathing when she said that, but I held on to her and asked her "What's wrong, Cindi?"

"Nothing", she replied. "Why do you think something is wrong?"

"Well", I replied, "it could be that you have been a total bitch to Amy tonight. It could be that you have been that way for about two weeks now, or it could be that you will not even let your daddy touch you, who loves you more than he can even tell you. Which one do you want to pick?"

"Dad (Oh god, when did I become dad instead of daddy?), Amy is such a snot, I am so tired of..."

"Cindi", I interrupted, "Cut the bullshit. I heard the whole thing tonight, as well as several over the last two weeks. You have started every one. Now, are you going to tell me what is going on?"

She gave me a glare that would have put me in the grave if looks could kill, and said nothing. I shrugged my shoulders, smiled, and said, "You know, Cindi, I haven't gotten to cuddle with you for two weeks, and I've really missed it. If you want to sit here on my lap all night, that is fine with me. I'm rather enjoying holding you, but I am not letting you go until you talk to me".

Suddenly, the dam broke. She laid her head on my shoulder, and cried, sobbing her little heart out. I held her, stroked her hair, and told her how much I loved her. I did not tell her it was going to be ok, because I knew it might never be ok for my little girl again. She sobbed her heart out for 15 minutes or so, not seeming to be able to stop. Finally, she wiped her tears on my shirt, looked at me, and wailed "Oh, god, daddy, I don't want to be a slut, I don't want to be a whore!" She started to cry again.

When she stopped crying again, I asked her what was wrong. What did she mean by what she said? She said, "Oh daddy, I'm so ashamed", and then, haltingly, began to tell me what had happened to her two weeks ago. I played ignorant, not letting on I knew all about it. That might seem cruel, making her relive it when I could have saved her the time, but I felt it was important to get her to talk. I still could not let her know I had seen her "shame". I might have lost her forever if I let her know that. She told it straight down the line, even about how she could not stop the orgasms. She cried as she told me how hard she had tried to keep her body from responding, but she just could not help it. As she talked, I began to realize that she thought she was a slut and a whore because her body had responded.

I explained very carefully how it was possible for a male who knew what they were doing to make a female have an orgasm whether she wanted to or not. I told her that did not make her a slut. I told her that she had been raped, and that nothing her body did after she said no changed that. I spent a lot of time holding her, letting her know she was loved, that not all men were like that, and that it was not her fault. After quite awhile, she began to believe me. Then I started to work on the other problem.

"Cindi, you need to stop blaming Amy for what happened to you".

"I'm not!"

"Yes, you are, honey. I am so proud of you for protecting her, and I will always love you in a special way for what you sacrificed to protect her, but she had nothing to do with it and it was not her fault. You have been being mean to her because they used threatening her to get you to cooperate, and you blame her for that. It's not fair". Her eyes got very big, and she said, "Am I really doing that?" We talked it out for a while, and then we just cuddled for quite awhile, with her on my lap, her head on my shoulder, and our arms around each other. I thought she had gone to sleep; she was so relaxed in my arms.

When the front door opened, Cindi immediately sat up as Amy walked in. I saw Amy's eyes open wide as she saw Cindi sitting in my lap, so obviously the opposite from the way she had been lately. Then Cindi jumped up, ran over to Amy, threw her arms around her in a tight hug, and started crying.

"Oh, god, Amy, I'm so sorry, I've been so mean to you, I love you so much, please forgive me, I know it wasn't your fault, I'm sorry". She kept asking her to forgive her and saying she was sorry. Amy looked at me over Cindi's shoulder, confusion in her eyes, and mouthed to me "what??" I mouthed back "just go with it", and she shrugged her shoulders and hugged Cindi back, telling her it was ok, she loved her too. Then they went into the other room together, and I slumped back down on the couch, breathing a big sigh of relief, totally exhausted. I knew we, and Cindi, were not out of the woods yet. One hour or two of talking was not going to solve all of Cindi's problems, but at least, for the first time since I saw that movie, I was beginning to have hope.

I said, “O.K.”

Mom got up and went to her room to take shower and get ready for shopping. I lay there for sometime thinking about having fun with mom and thinking how will it feel to fuck my sister and Aunt Laura. Will they be this good too? Having these questions in my mind I got ready and went shopping with mom.

Bobby had just left and I think the girls were wondering what was next. “Maybe we should take a swim.” I said looking between the girls. Sara had other ideas. “No cousin. I think it’s time you take my cherry with that magnificent cock of yours.” Sara exclaimed with authority. I was sitting between the girls and Julie reached down and wrapped her hand around my shaft, then said, “You guys watched me lose mine and I want to watch you lose yours.”

At that point Julie dropped to her knees and placed my cock in her mouth. She started bobbing her head and stoking it with her fist, trying to mimic what she observed Sara doing just a short time go. As I grew quickly to full length and hardness, Julie moved from my cock and leaned in between Sara’s legs and started lapping at her cunt. After a couple of licks Julie raised her head and looked at us both, “You need to get this thing good and slimy before that cock goes in there for the first time. Trust me.”

Sara just nodded and loved having her pussy licked. It didn’t matter to her that it was another girl; as long as it was a tongue. It wasn’t long before Sara gently pushed Julie back and softly said, “I think I’m ready.” Sara stood and walked over to me and pulled me to my feet. She kissed me passionately brushing her firm young tits against my hairless chest. She was so warm.

Julie interrupted, “You sure you’re ready to do this? It will hurt a little the first time.” I looked at Sara and said, “It’s up to you sweetie. Whatever you want to do.” Sara thought for just a moment and said, “You called me sweetie? I want you to fuck me and I want us to orgasm together, with that cock inside me when you shot your load.” I kissed her and nodded OK. She laid down on her back and drew me to her. Her eyes never lost mine. She kissed me passionately again, our tongues swirling in each others mouths. I laid on top of her and she raised her legs. This was my first time, also. My cock was rubbing along Sara’s wet pussy trying to figure out how to go in when I felt a hand on my cock, moving it into position. Then Julie whispered into my ear, “Now push slowly. When you reach the cherry, wait for a few moments so she gets used to you in there, then push hard quickly. It will only hurt her for a short time.”

Julie was older and obviously knew more about this stuff than me, even if she did just lose her cherry about an hour ago. I did as she instructed. Sara’s hole was very tight around my cock as the head entered. She moaned as I slowly pushed in a little and stopped. I waited a few moments. Sara wasn’t moving and I feared she was afraid or uncomfortable. Just then she raised her hips and let another inch in, again moaning lowly. She waited a few more seconds and lifted her hips again, this time I slid in until I hit the virgin obstruction and Sara stopped again. After a couple of seconds, I started pulling out. Sara’s eyes opened wide, maybe thinking I was quitting, but I pushed it back in up to the maiden head again. I started a rhythm, in, out, in, out… but not going through the barrier.

Sara started breathing heavier and closed her eyes. Her love canal started adjusting to the intruding rod. It started feeling good. And then I pushed forward with all my strength, tore through the wall and sank in all the way. Sara let out a quick yelp and grabbed on to me tight. I stayed in to the hilt gyrating in a circular motion. Sara wrapped her legs around my waist and in a very low voice said, “Oh yea. Come on sweetie. Fuck me hard.”

“You called me sweetie?” I said, and started pounding in and out. My six inch cock came out until just the tip was still within her engorged pussy lips, then I would slam it back in to the hilt. Over and over and over again. The feeling on my cock was almost unbearable. It was like nothing I could describe. After only a few minutes, I knew I was going to cum soon, but I wanted to try and help Sara cum the same time. I don’t know how to stop myself from cumming when the moment is there, so all I could do is figure out a way to speed Sara up to be ready when I was. And it suddenly came to me.

I brought my hands down to Sara’s ass cheeks and pulled them apart as I massaged them. As I kept pounding my cock in and out, I pressed a finger right on her asshole and rubbed it. Sara’s eyes flew open and she started to shudder. It was puckered real tight, but it was real slippery down there as her juices flowed from her pussy. My balls started lifting and I was ready. I stuck a finger up her asshole and that’s all it took.

Sara started yelling, “Ahhhhh, I’m Cumming! Fuck Me!” The timing was perfect. I jammed my cock into her pulsating pussy to the hilt and unloaded an intense charge of cum. Sara’s legs locked around my waist tightly as she stiffened and pushed hard against my twitching cock. Her tight asshole kept contracting around my finger as I pushed it in as far as I could and wiggled the tip. I was grinding against her pearl, which made her shudder even more.

Although I was done shooting cum in about 20 seconds, it took over another minute before Sara’s orgasm began to subside. I laid on top of her kissing her neck and tits softly as her breaths came back to normal and my cock began to shrink. Sara looked up into my eyes and whispered, “Jimmy, you’re the greatest!” I gently kissed and licked her face. She sighed with pleasure. Finally, I rolled off of Sara onto my back and closed my eyes. Fucking was pretty strenuous compared to a blow job.

I laid there silent for a couple of minutes when I heard Sara moaning again. I opened my eyes and looked over to see Julie’s face between Sara’s legs. Hell, I had completely forgotten about Julie. She was lapping up our juices furiously from Sara’s pussy and apparently really loving it. And so was Sara! Her eyes were closed and both hands were on the back of Julie’s head guiding her to the right spots, or maybe preventing her from stopping.

Watching garnered the appropriate response from me. My glistening cock was back to full strength almost instantly. Julie was on her knees licking Sara, and her ass was sticking up in the air. I stood and walked behind her. What a beautiful wet pussy was open to me. I positioned my cock right at the opening and slid all the way in and held it there. I felt Julie’s pussy contract as she moaned loudly into Sara’s pussy.

I started a slow rhythmic in and out motion, actually pulling all the way out before plunging back in. I didn’t want to hit it so hard that Julie’s mouth couldn’t concentrate on Sara’s pussy. Each time I pushed into Julie, she would moan into Sara’s pussy, which elicited a moan from Sara. This went on for several minutes and those tingly feelings returned, meaning I was about ready to shoot a load into Julie for the first time.

Sara was breathing heavy and fast again indicating she was getting ready, and Julie was moaning louder and more often as she started pushing her pussy back on my cock with increasing speed. We were all very close now, so I grabbed Julie’s ass cheeks and started pumping faster into her now very wet love tunnel. Julie picked up the speed on Sara and clamped her mouth tightly over her entire pussy. Within moments Sara tensed and began screaming and shaking through another orgasm.

I immediately doubled my pumping speed and within seconds was shooting deep into Julie’s pulsating cunt as she entered her orgasm. Julie’s pussy muscles tightened and relaxed rapidly and forcibly, but she never took her mouth off of Sara’s pussy. I could hear her muffled screams with each pussy contraction around my spurting cock. The three of us must have been one hell of a sight.

It was time for another cigarette. We were a sweaty, and cum soaked, group of nude teenagers at this point, and frankly I believe we were all very tired. We finally walked down to the beach and splashed in the cool water, rubbing each other’s bodies to wash off the sweat, cum and dirt from the out-building floor. There was nothing sexual at this point, just playful skinny dipping. Well, I did have fun rubbing their nipples, hard from the cold water. We dressed and made the return journey. A block from our cottage, Julie kissed us both and made a left turn down the street where her and Bobby lived for the summer.

When Sara and I got to the cottage, only mom and Aunt Tess were there. They were sitting in the back yard when Aunt Tess said, “Hi kids. You have fun at the beach?” Sara and I both smiled and said yes enthusiastically. I asked where Dad and Uncle Paul were and mom replied they went somewhere to play golf and wouldn’t be back for a few hours. Then Aunt Tess said, “We’re getting ready to go into town to do some shopping. Want to tag along?” Sara though for a second and said, “Yea. I’ll go.” I didn’t really think shopping was a fun thing and told them I’d stay home.

Within fifteen minutes I was home alone. I went out to the hammock and laid down to relax for awhile. I guess I dozed off; I don’t know for how long, when I was woken by a familiar voice and a shaking hammock. When I opened my eyes, there was Bobby. “Hey Jimmy. What are you doing?” Bobby asked. Coming to my senses I asked, “What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were going to a ball game.” Bobby explained that his dad’s car broke down, they had to get it towed back to their house and that his mom was out shopping with the other car. Bottom line; the ball game trip got cancelled.

Bobby patted his pocket where there was the outline of a cigarette pack and asked if I wanted a smoke. I jumped off the hammock and we headed into the woods behind the cottage. Bobby and I built a little tree house back there three summers ago. It was like our get away spot. We called it ‘The Fort’. Last summer we both started smoking and used the fort as a place to smoke and hide our cigarettes. Bobby didn’t know it, but I also started going to The Fort alone last year when I first discovered jerking off. Many loads went over the side of the fort since then.

We arrived and both climbed the tree to the platform hidden among the leaves. We sat down on the little log bench we had made and lit our cigarettes. Bobby obviously still had the events of earlier on his mind. “Jimmy, that was fucking unbelievable out at the old house. Who would have thought that you guys would catch Julie and me? And when you both walked in naked, I was really afraid Julie was going to lose it. But you sure pulled it off. I got to thank you man. And Sara gave me my first blow job that was fucking incredible; totally indescribable. I sure hope Julie keeps her promise so I can get more BJs. I’ve never felt anything quite like it. Having my hard cock in a mouth that’s sucking, licking and bobbing, and then taking my load and swallowing. I can’t imagine anything better than that.”

Bobby’s dissertation was arousing my loins. Just listening to him describing a blow job brought my boy log to attention. I had to agree, blow jobs were fantastic. Well Bobby and I had seen each other nude with a hard on earlier, so it didn’t seem like a problem to pull mine out now. I pulled my shorts down to my ankles and let my meat lose and started stroking. “Bobby, I can’t help it. You got me all excited.” Bobby stared at my cock for a few seconds, then said, “What do you mean I got you excited. You a queer or something?” “No stupid. I’m talking about you talking about blow jobs, asshole. I agree with you that they are really great feeling and I got a hard on. OK?” Bobby sat quiet and I added, “I’ll bet you have a hard on, too. Go ahead and pull it out. I dare you.”

Bobby remained motionless for awhile and just stared at me as I slowly stroked my cock. I know he was trying to justify this in his mind some how. He looked down at my cock, stood and dropped his shorts. As soon as the waist band was below his cock, it sprang out like a pissed off snake. “You’re right. We already saw each other hard. And it all boils down to making our cocks feel good. Doesn’t it?” he said apologetically. He started slowly stroking his hard on to the same rhythm as I stroked mine. Watching Bobby made me harder.

Now my mind was working over time. I was really aroused watching Bobby. I wondered what it might be like to have a guy give me a hand job. I already learned that when Sara jacked me off last night it was much more pleasurable than when I did it myself. I turned to Bobby and asked, “How did it feel when Julie jerked you off the first time in the bathroom?” Bobby responded quickly and enthusiastically, “It felt fucking great.” I waited a few seconds and continued. “Having someone else do it sure feels better than when we do ourselves, doesn’t it?” “Oh fuck yea. Julie’s hand around my cock was absolutely unreal.” Bobby was remembering that day and I saw some pre-cum appear on the head of his hard dick. Then I asked, “You ever have another guy touch your cock?” He answered with a short “No.” Maybe if I grabbed his dick, he would grab mine. It was now or never.

I let go of my cock, reached over and grabbed Bobby’s cock. He jumped, but didn’t move. “What the fuck are you doing, Jimmy?’ he asked angrily. I calmly responded, “It’s not about who jerks you off, it’s about someone else jerking you off that makes it feel better. Bobby, we are best friends. We’ve seen each other in action today with my cousin and your sister. The four of us made a pact never to tell anyone. We’re not queers, were just two horny fucking teenagers exploring what makes our cocks feel good. And having another hand jerk you off feels better. What’s your fucking problem?” I started stroking Bobby’s cock as he thought about it, but Bobby didn’t respond and he didn’t move. He closed his eyes and started breathing heavier.

I got up and moved between Bobby’s legs, which he slowly opened wider. His head was back and his hands were at his side braced against the bench. His cock was inches from my face as I continued to stroke him. More pre-cum appeared. I took a finger, scooped some up and tasted it. It tasted just like mine. I slowly increased speed and when I got to the top of the stroke, I’d rub his pre-cum around his cock head. Bobby started moaning.

In the back of my mind I thought about Sara and Julie. They had licked each other’s pussies and it really turned me on watching. And there never seemed to be any hesitation on their part. They were simply trying something that made them feel good. That’s all Bobby and I were doing here. I was pretty sure now that Bobby would jerk me off when I was done with him. He already talked about his first blow job from Sara, which he characterized as ‘fucking incredible; totally indescribable’. What if I sucked him off? Would he do me?

As my hand made another up stroke, another big drop of pre-cum oozed out of Bobby’s tip. I hesitated for just a moment and swiped the head with my tongue gathering up the new drop. Bobby let out a loud moan,”Oh Christ Jimmy!” But he didn’t move. I cradled his balls in my other hand and rolled them around with my fingers, and continued stroking. I knew there is that spot right on the underside of a cock head that is very sensitive. I could tell Bobby was getting real close to cumming. I decided then that I was going to take the load in my mouth. I wanted to taste it. Not like I’ve tasted my own cum before. I wanted a mouthful that I could swish around and really see what Sara loved so much. And I wanted Bobby to suck my cock.

Bobby started moaning loudly and was pushing his cock through my hand, like he was fucking a pussy. I felt him start tightening up and went for it. I placed my mouth over the top of my hand so that every time Bobby pushed up, he was going into my mouth, and I flicked my tongue on the sensitive spot when it passed by. Bobby knew what was going on, but he was too far gone to stop me, even if he wanted to.

Bobby stiffened and I felt the first shot of his cum hit the back of my mouth. With each grunt, another shot flowed in until he started relaxing. I savored the liquid and played with it with my tongue. Bobby’s cock started to deflate as I let it flop from my mouth. Bobby finally looked down at me; a strange look in his eyes. I’d know how good of a friend he was momentarily.

“Jimmy, that was better than Sara.” He exclaimed. I opened my mouth and showed him his cum, then swallowed the whole load. “You are a crazy fucking sex addict Jimmy. Never would I have even considered letting a guy suck my cock. But you changed that today.” I sat back on the bench and lit a cigarette and Bobby asked, “So how was it for you?” I smiled and said, “Great. You should try it.”

Bobby didn’t say anything. He went directly between my legs. There was no pretense of a hand job at this point. He grabbed my cock and slowly started stroking. Then he placed his mouth over my cock and started bobbing and licking. He was mimicking my technique and doing a great job. I was really horny from giving Bobby a hand-blow job and knew I wasn’t going to last long. In fact I was almost ready within a couple of minutes. I wanted to hold back, to thoroughly enjoy Bobby’s mouth, but couldn’t. “Bobby, you are so good and I’m so fucking horny, you’re gonna get a load any second.” Bobby heard me and clamped his lips around the head and started stroking faster. Bobby also had cradled my balls. Just as I was ready, I felt his finger enter my ass. He pushed it in quickly as far as it would go and started a rubbing motion up in my bowels.

“Ahhhh Fuck!” I grunted loudly as I pushed forward and released a big first spurt. Bobby kept going. Another spurt invaded him, then another smaller dose. Bobby kept stroking and sucking, not wanting to waste a drop. Finally he stopped and released my spent 6 inch boyhood. He opened his mouth, mocking my prior actions, and showed me my cum. Then a big gulping swallow.

Bobby seemed pretty pleased with himself. He lit a smoke and said, “Ya know, that was almost as much fun as getting a blow job. It’s a pretty powerful feeling knowing you can make someone else feel good.” I nodded agreement as I lit my own smoke and added, “Yea. I know what you mean. This is really great for us. Sara will be leaving in a few days, and didn’t you tell me Julie was going away to some sports camp for a month?” Bobby thought and said, “Yea, she leaves next week.” Again I added, “I really prefer fucking around with the girls, but they’re not always going to be around. But we’ll find other girls to fuck around with this summer. And when we’re really horny and no one else is available, best buddy, we can do each other.”

Bobby stared out towards the woods smiling, smoking his cigarette and said, “Yea.” Then added, “Are we going to tell Julie and Sara?” I thought before replying, “No. We’re going to show them.” And we both laughed.

 

          Catalina’s pussy was by far the best I’d ever been inside of.  Every smack of my balls to her bare ass was making the hardness of my 9-inch long erection that much harder.  I may never stop fucking this pussy, I thought to myself, It’s too good to ever come out of.  The expression on Catalina’s face told the same.  She was enjoying the fullness of my prick invading her cervix as I pounded harder and harder into this wet, magnificent fuck hole.  Catalina’s bare 32 C breasts bounced in my face, and I met the right nipple with my tongue.  I teased and licked the nipple, and swallowed the breasts.  Catalina was cumming again.  This was only her third time.   I wanted so badly to cum inside of Catalina’s pussy.  It was calling for me to do so, but before I could I had to check for permission.  I looked over to my right at the woman who was bare ass naked, licking her own breasts, and fondling her pussy watching me fuck the juice out of her daughter’s pussy.

 

          “Mom!” I pleaded, “Can I cum in her mom?” I asked.  “I wanna cum in her so bad.” I belted out.  Just hearing me say those words must’ve sent my mother over the edge.  She was nearing her own orgasm.

 

          “Yes baby, cum in her.  Cum in your sister!” I got my confirmation, and I fucked Catalina’s wet snatch to my hearts content.  She screamed and squealed at how good it felt to have my dick inside her.  I placed her legs over my shoulders, and offered a few more quick thrusts.

 

          “It’s easier to get you pregnant this way” I whispered into my younger sister’s ear as I felt my own orgasm coming over me.  I pumped young Catalina’s pussy a few more times, and then unleashed a furious explosion of semen into my sister’s cunt.  She screamed, I screamed, even our mother screamed.  Watching us as her two children fucked each other.

 

          “Was that good?” our mother asked.  Catalina and I just nodded.  Too completely worn out to even mumble a response.  “Take a rest.  I have a feeling you’ll be doing this again sometime soon.”

 

 

 "Welcome To The Family"

         

Jake was finally going to meet his girlfriends’ parents.  It was something he’d been excited about doing for months.  Jake was totally in love with his girlfriend Dana.  They’d been seeing each other for nearly two years now.  Jake couldn’t fathom why it took Dana so long for him to be introduced to her parents, but he was soon to find out.

 

          Dana’s parents were in the living room waiting with Dana as she told them the news of her boyfriend, and that he was coming to pay a visit.  The look on her parents faces were not one of joy or excitement.  “So when were you going to tell us that you had a boyfriend?” her father Daniel asked.

 

          “I just want you guys to act normal.  No funny family business, ok?” Dana pleaded.  Her father stood up, and moved closer to Dana.  He cupped her at her waist, and placed her hand inside his pants. 

 

          “See how hard I am for you baby?   Why not let us get a quick fuck in before he comes?” her dad asked.

 

          “He’ll be here in ten minutes!” Dana warned as her father scooped his and under her shirt and flicked one of her already perky nipples.  “Alright, quick fuck.” She agreed, and hurriedly removed her skirt and panties.  Her dad took off his pants, and out flopped his 10-inch cock. 

 

          “Oooh, honey, the sight of your cock sliding in and out of our daughter is so beautiful!” Dana’s mom cheered.  She sucked on her daughter’s tits as her father entered her wet pussy once more.  This time he was more than aggressive.  He thrust inside of his daughters’ cunt as if it would be his last fuck on earth; his balls ferociously smacking his daughter’s ass during all of his thrusts.  Dana’s mother pulled her panties off to the side, and sat on her daughter’s face to have her eat her pussy. 

 

          “You wanna fuck somebody else huh?” Dana’s Dad yelled, “You let him know this pussy is mine!” he said as he continued to pound away at his daughter’s delicious young pussy.  Dana was eating away at her mother’s pussy as her father fucked her cunt, and she was loving every minute of it.  Her mother exploded her orgasm in her daughter’s mouth just as the doorbell rang. 

 

          “Oh god, that’s him!” Dana screamed as her mother slowly slid off of her face, but her father was still fucking her pussy.  “Damnit Dad!  Oh god!  Stop fucking me, he’s at the door!” she tried to reason with her father, but he wasn’t stopping until he was finished.  He grabbed her by her hair, forcing her to look at him as he stuffed her full of incestuous cock.

 

          “My pussy” he said as he reached his orgasm, and shot his incestuous load inside his daughter’s well-fucked cunt.  He kept his dick inside of his daughter, then he looked up at her and said, “Go answer the door.  If he’s coming into this family, he’s got to know what’s going on!”

"Moving In" 

 

          My cousin Janet and I had always been close.  I guess that’s why it came as no surprise to me when she called me up out of the blue, and asked if she could live with me.  Of course I said yes, but I had to admit that I had a secret agenda.  Janet and I always fooled around when we were younger.  We’d play kiss, or feel each other up, but nothing too serious.  I was hoping I’d be able to make it serious.  Especially since we were older, knew all the risks, and precautions, and the fact that it was just us two.  Alone.  No parents.  No friends.  Just us.  I was going to fuck her.

 

 

          Janet had moved in, and we’d stayed together for two weeks so far.  She explained her issues with her boyfriend, his family, and her side of the family.  I was probably the only one out of the family that she could trust.  One day, I came in from a long hard days work, and I notice the shower running.  I knew it had to be Janet.  She was freshening up for a night on the town.  I went into the living room, but neglected to remember that she had to walk past me to get to her bedroom.  She came out of the shower, soaking wet, draped only in a towel.  She walked past me, said hi, and smiled.  Her light caramel complexion mixed with a luscious set of lips, a curvaceous figure with 42 c tits, and an ass to die for.  I knew this would be my only chance.

 

          She went into her room, and shut the door, but she didn’t lock it.  I tugged my pants off, and slowly tip-toed into her room trying my best to not be noticeable.  She had let the towel fall to the bed, and went looking through her clothes naked.  When she turned around and saw me, she jumped in fright, and tried to shield her naked body from me.  She noticed that I didn’t have on any pants, and my 9-inch cock was fully erect.  “What are you doing?” she asked in a panic hurry.  I grabbed her by her arm, and launched her onto her bed.  She struggled to get up but I held her down.

 

          “I’m gonna fuck you” I told her.  There was a tinge of excitement on her face, but she tried to cover it.

 

          “Why are you doing this?  I’m your cousin!” she stated.

 

          “Shut the fuck up!” I answered her as I positioned my raging cock at her entrance.  

 

          “No, don’t do it.” She silently whispered.  I ignored it, and pushed my dick into her cunt.  The warmth of it instantly wrapped me in, and I found myself thrusting inside of her warm wet fuckhole harder and harder by the second.  

 

          “Oh god cuz, you feel incredible” I moaned.  She said nothing.  Holding all feelings of pleasure, shame, or hatred inside.  So I continued to fuck her.  Forcing her mouth to open, and shout out anything she chose.  I fucked her pussy like there was no tomorrow because for so long I’d wanted this pussy to be mine.

 

          “Oh, you fucking asshole!” she shouted.

 

          “Yeah, that’s it.” I encouraged.

 

          “I fucking hate you.  I swear to God, I fucking hate you!” she screamed, but I noticed she lifted her legs around my waist, and dug her nails into my ass.   She was enjoying it. She enjoyed her own flesh and blood raping her little sweet pussy. 

 

          “You love it, don’t you?” I questioned.

 

          “Fuck you.” Was her response.

 

          “Ok.” I replied, and picked up speed in my ravishing.  Her head tilted back, and her walls began to clinch around my dick.  I knew her orgasm was near. I knew we had to cum together.  It would only be better, and make the experience a bit more rewarding.  I fucked her pussy for a few seconds more, as her orgasm drew near, as did mine.  I fucked her twat like life depended on it, and we both reached our climactic height at the same time.  I unleashed all of my semen deep within her sopping cunt. 

 

          “Great fuck cuz” I complimented as my cock slowly slid out of her wet hole.  She didn’t say anything, she reached for my cock, and twisted it. 

 

          “You ever pull that shit again, and I swear I’ll fucking cut it off!” she threatemed.  She let go of my dick, and lied back down.  “Now, fuck me some more!”

After a few minutes, Cindi's boyfriend got up, went into the kitchenette/bar, and asked her if she wanted anything to drink. He apparently must have opened the back basement door, as when he came back he had two friends with him. Cindi was a little surprised, and a little nervous, since she and Amy were home alone and she wasn't even supposed to have her boyfriend there, but the were all friends so she wasn't too worried. They started horsing around and kind of wrestling around, like they often did, and Cindi was giggling and having a good time. Even when her boyfriend grabbed her ankles and one of the other boys grabbed her hands and stretched her out on the couch, she still thought it was funny and was playing along. It wasn't until her boyfriend started undoing the belt and button on her shorts, and the third boy started to unbutton her blouse that she realized what was happening and started to panic. She began to struggle to get away and said, "What are you doing!?! No, stop!" When they ignored her, she started to cry and started begging them "Please, no, please don't do this to me. Please stop!"

Being 5' 1" and 90 lbs, there was nothing she could do to stop them and they soon had her completely naked on the couch. Her boyfriend spread her legs apart, and went down on her, licking her pussy and licking and sucking on her clit. The second boy was playing with and sucking on her small but pretty little breasts and nipples, and the third boy had his shorts off, and was kneeling above her head, trying to push his hard cock into her mouth. He was holding her head with his hands, keeping her from turning away as she was trying to do. She was crying, begging them to stop, and when the boy above her head told her to suck his cock, she whispered "No, never!" He didn't seem concerned at all, and said, "That's ok, you don't have to". I could see the relief on her face, until he said, "We'll just go upstairs and get Amy, and make her suck it. She's prettier than you; I would rather have her suck me off anyway". I saw a look of terror cross Cindi's face and she whispered "No, please, please don't hurt Amy. I'll do anything you want, just please don't hurt her!" He just looked at her expectantly, and touched the head of his cock to her mouth again. Cindi started sobbing, and after a minute slowly opened her lips and let him push his cock into her mouth.

After several minutes of her boyfriend working her over with his mouth between her legs, and licking her little ass hole, I could tell from watching the video that Cindi was beginning to have another problem that I don't think she was even aware of yet. Her boyfriend was obviously not a beginner at oral sex, and her legs and hips were beginning to twitch and move as her body started to respond to his actions. He would suck her clit into his mouth, then run his tongue around it in little circles, first slow, then fast, and then slow again, all the while maintaining the suction. Then he would run his tongue back and forth rapidly across her clit, again still maintaining the suction. Then front to back, back and forth, fast, and then slow. She didn't even notice that she had unconsciously spread her legs farther apart to give him more access. It was becoming obvious to me that she was not going to be able to take much more of this without having a shattering orgasm, like it or not. It didn't help that the second boy was really working on her nipples, and they were hard. The boy whose cock she was sucking told her to run her tongue across his cock, licking it as she sucked, and to rub his balls. She refused, until he mentioned that he bet Amy would be really good at rubbing balls, and told the guy working on her breasts to go upstairs and wake her up and bring her down. Cindi's response of "No, please no!" was muffled by the cock in her mouth and she immediately started licking and sucking, and moved her hand up to rub his balls. When she sucked on just the head of his cock, she would stroke the rest of his shaft. I think she was trying to get him off as soon as possible to get it over with. As she continued to suck and lick him, and fondle his balls, he started breathing heavily and moaning. Although she was a little awkward at first, it was clear she was a fast learner, and was really doing a good job on his cock. It was also clear from the look on her face and the tears rolling down her face that this was not something she wanted to be doing. Clearly, she was trying to do the best job she could to protect Amy. The boy was obviously enjoying it tremendously, moving his cock in and out, to various depths, alternating between fast and slow strokes, varying the sensations as much as he could. He told her how to suck lightly, then harder just on the head, and how to lick around the head, making him moan in ecstasy. He even forced her to deep throat him a couple of times, but stopped that when it looked like she might throw up from the gag reflex. She really started sobbing when he made her lick his balls and ass hole. It wasn't long after that he announced he was going to cum. Cindi tried to take his cock out of her mouth, but he held the back of her head and told her if she didn't swallow it all he would do Amy next. By this time, Cindi's whole body was shaking as she neared the first orgasm of her young life, at least the first one given her by someone other than herself. The third boy, about that time, shoved his cock deep into her mouth and came, shooting several shots into her mouth. She sobbed as she swallowed it all. As he took his cock out of her mouth, she cried out desperately "Oh, God, please stop, please don't do this to me!", then he covered her mouth with his hand as her whole body convulsed as she came. She screamed, but his hand muffled it. Her boyfriend kept licking and sucking, holding her legs as she tried to get away, and just kept eating her and sucking her clit, with a finger inside her pussy, as she came repeatedly, her back arching up off the couch. Finally, she collapsed back on the couch, and lay there sobbing and crying as she tried to catch her breath, shocked at how strongly her body had reacted.

At that point, the two other boys backed off, and her boyfriend lay down on top of her. He began kissing her, telling her he was so sorry, but she was so pretty, and he just had to have her. He began kissing her neck, kissing her mouth and forcing her lips open, playing with her tongue. He softly and gently stroked her hair, telling her he loved her and he was sorry. She was so traumatized that she began to respond to his "kindness". I was shocked as she stopped sobbing, and was crying less. I watched as finally, her arms went around his neck, and she began kissing him back. Unfortunately, for her, this was just the prelude to round two.

As he kissed her, and whispered to her, he had his legs in between her legs, so her legs were spread. As she closed her eyes and kissed him back, he reached down, took his cock, and in one stroke shoved it all the way up into her wet pussy. She screamed, but with him kissing her it was hardly heard. She was crying and sobbing again, begging him to please stop, and then she just seemed to lose all will to fight. It was obvious that she did not want this to happen, but that she realized resistance was futile. Her boyfriend told her to wrap her legs around his waist, and she did without any resistance. After a while, he held on to her tight and rolled over, so that she was on the top. He held her down against his body so she could not get away. When the boy that had been playing with her nipples moved up to her mouth, she seemed resigned to what was happening, and turned her head towards him, taking his cock in her mouth without even being told to. She also began rubbing his balls, all the while with tears streaming down her face. The two of them continued to fuck her, pushing their cocks into her repeatedly, first slow, then fast, then slow again, alternating speeds and depths to keep her off balance. She continued to shake all over, moaning and whimpering as she tried unsuccessfully to keep her body from responding. She continued to be rocked by small orgasms as they worked on her, changing speeds and stopping occasionally to keep her from having a full orgasm. As the one boy finally came into her mouth, he merely said "Remember Amy" and she swallowed it all, licking his cock clean as she rubbed his balls, crying all the while. As he took his cock out of her mouth, her boyfriend pulled her down against him again, holding her close, kissing her again. It was obvious why as I watched what she couldn't see.

The boy whom she had originally sucked off had moved in behind her, and I saw him spreading Vaseline on his cock. As he started to push it into her ass, she cried into her boyfriend's mouth "O God, no please don't, not that!" He held her tight as he pushed it all the way in, and they began a coordinated assault on her pussy and ass. She cried and begged for mercy, but they ignored her and continued to fuck her. As one pulled out, the other pushed in, so there was always a cock pushing up into her. The third boy once again put his cock into her mouth, forcing her to suck him. It was not long before her body began to betray her again, responding to the constant and varied stimulation. After a while, she started struggling less, as her ass became used to the invasion. She joined them in her second orgasm as they shot their sperm together into her pussy, ass and mouth. When they got up off her, I could see the relief in her face that it was all over. Then she cried out in anguish and despair as she realized they were just trading positions.

Over the next two hours, I watched the three boys fuck my little girl in every conceivable way. Each one fucked her ass, mouth and pussy, usually all three being fucked together. I do not know how many times she came that night - I doubt she knew either. After a long while, they dressed and left her curled up in a ball on the couch, eyes closed and sobbing. She apparently never saw them take the camera out with them.

When the tape ended, I sat there on the couch in shock. My first thought was to find these bastards and kill them for violating my precious little girl. My second thought was no wonder poor Cindi had been acting so strange and so upset all the time Finally, I became aware of something that horrified me even more; I was turned on and excited by watching my little girl's body and watching her having orgasm after orgasm. Hating myself for it, I even watched it again. I hated the fact that she was being raped but I was so turned on by her responses. Suddenly I was so turned on by a 13-year-old body, of my daughter no less, when young girls before had never attracted me. After watching it the second time, I shut off the VCR and TV, hid the tape where it could not be found, and sat back down on the couch. Then I cried my eyes out, as I thought what had happened to my precious little girl and what a degenerate I had become.

The silence was interrupted by Anna’s soft giggle. I looked at her. "What is it?" She lifted her head off of my chest and looked at me.

"We’re all sweaty and gross, aren’t we?" she said, giggling again. I looked us over. It was true, we were very sweaty. Though I couldn’t see it from my vantage point, I’m sure we were covered with a different sort of wetness lower down.

"I don’t know," I replied. "It’s all a matter of how you look at it. I think you’re all sweaty and beautiful... and yeah, maybe a little gross. Nothing that a shower couldn’t fix." She sniffed at the air.

"I think maybe you need one too," she said, grinning.

"No kidding." I was finally realizing how sweaty we had gotten. We would probably have to wash the sheets too. But definitely a shower, for starters. "Who goes first?"

She looked at me quizzically, with a lascivious twinkle in her eye. "You’re coming in with me, silly." She kissed the tip of my nose and got up off of the bed. I moved to a sitting position and watched her naked form walking across the room. She was truly gorgeous, and looked very satisfied; she had the classic "just been fucked" look. Her hair was tousled into disarray, but it still looked cute as hell. She arched her back out, stretching.

"I guess it’s true, sex is good exercise," she said, rolling her neck. "I’m all sore. That shower is going to feel sooo good..." She turned and looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. "Not as good as you made me feel, though." She lifted her palm to right below her chin and blew me a kiss, and my heart melted.

"You are just about the cutest thing in the world." She blushed at my remark, then realized that I was still sitting on the bed.

"Aren’t you coming with me, Joe?"

"Sorry. I was just enjoying watching you. You’re very watchable." She smiled, and I got up and followed her into the bathroom. I stopped at the linen closet for a second, grabbed a set of bedsheets, and put them by her doorway. I met her back at the bathroom.

"Did you get lost?" she asked, closing the door behind me.

"I was just setting out some clean sheets for your bed," I explained. She smiled at me, and motioned for me to get into the shower. I noticed that her soaking wet (and cum stained) shirt was still in the sink. "One second, Anna. Get the water running so that it can warm up." As she did so, I grabbed the drenched shirt and wrung out as much water as I could, before hanging it up on the towel rack. She held her hand out into the shower to test the water, then nodded at me. She stepped in and I followed.

The streams of warm water felt wonderful on my skin. For a moment, I just stood there, watching the drops of water cascading down Anna’s body. She looked so beautiful, so young and clean. There was something else as well. Seeing her naked with the water running over her evoked feelings of something deep and primal. The juxtaposition of that with her innocent face and loving eyes brought out a sexuality that was so strong it was almost tangible. I watched, spellbound, my eyes following a small rivulet of water snake its way down her neck, around her breast, and down her belly. I was completely overcome with love for this beautiful young creature that stood before me, completely vulnerable and yet so powerful in her innate sensuality. Reaching forward, I placed my arms around her waist and drew her toward me. I kissed her.

Kissed her? That barely even begins to describe it. Never in my dreams could I have imagined such a kiss! She put her hands behind my neck and pressed her firm beautiful body against mine. I could feel millions of volts of passion passing through our lips. The water rushed over us, massaging our bodies. Heaven.

We finally broke the kiss after a minute or two, and looked into each other’s eyes. We did not make love while in the shower, at least not that time, but the experience was still overwhelmingly sexual. She picked up the bar of soap, and rubbed her hands around it until it began to lather. The soap we used was Dove brand, which has lotion in it, so it quickly formed a layer of cool white foam. Reaching up, she began to rub the bar against my chest, sliding her hands against me. Her palms ran across my chest and belly, spreading the soapy foam and then rinsing it off. I looked into her deep brown eyes; I could see so much love there.

Her hands moved all over my body, caressing my arms and shoulders, my upper and lower back, my ass, exploring the landscape of my body in a way that had been impossible earlier, during the heat of passion. Then, silently, she handed me the soap, looking at me with big, hopeful eyes. I could get lost forever in those eyes.

I took the soap into my hands and rubbed it between them. Once I had built up a little foam, I brought my hands to her shoulders, rubbing my hand across them, and sliding up to her slender neck. I worked my way down her front, gently massaging her breasts and belly, paying special attention to her nipples. She sighed loudly, happily. I bent down and my hands explored further, sliding down the warm curves of her hips and waist, and then her thighs and legs. Her skin was so smooth and beautiful. Standing up, I moved behind her, and massaged her upper back, and then slid my fingertips down her backbone. Slowly, I rubbed the soap into her lower back, and then the firm curves of her perfect behind. I gently kneaded her cute little rear for a moment, then traced a line down the back of one of her legs with my forefinger. She shivered at the touch. I felt a little self-conscious. She was a much hotter girl than I was an attractive guy. I was pretty good-looking, but she was a perfect specimen. Still, she didn’t seem to have any complaint, so I thanked god for small favors and decided to just let it be.

I got up and kissed her lightly on the lips, and then just held her for a minute, her head resting against me. The shower washed off any of the soap that was still on us, and it was time to get out. Soon the hot water would run out and that would ruin the entire experience. I realized that we’d forgotten to wash our hair with shampoo, but didn’t bother mentioning it. Reaching over to the knob, I caught her eye to let her know what I was doing, and turned off the water. During the entire shower, neither of us had said a single word. We hadn’t needed to.

When I slid the shower door to the side to grab towels, we saw to our dismay that there was only one. We looked at each other and laughed.

"Here," I said, grabbing the towel and handing it to her. "You take it first. I’ll just be drippy for a minute." She started to say no, but I could see her beginning to shiver. I draped the towel around her back and started to dry her. I dried her back, neck, and shoulders, her arms and chest, and then her ass and legs. Although I was getting cold, I couldn’t resist the temptation. Her cute little pussy was staring me in the face. I rubbed it with the towel, and she cooed softly. I increased the speed of my rubbing, creating more friction, and she moaned a little. Her hand reached down to stop me and I looked up, worried, but she was smiling.

"You keep that up and I’ll need another shower." I smiled back. She handed me the towel and took the hair dryer off of the wall. I did my best to dry myself off with the damp cloth and then went to my room to get dressed. Halfway through throwing on jeans and a plain white tee I heard an urgent message from my stomach, demanding to be fed. I looked at the clock. Well, no wonder I was hungry; it was almost noon. I figured Anna was probably hungry too, so when I finished dressing I went to the kitchen to make us breakfast. I decided a real breakfast was in order, and not just some microwave burritos or frozen waffles. I got out a pan and started getting the ingredients for some pancakes.

Ten minutes later, the pancakes were almost done, and more importantly, Anna was done dressing and doing her hair. I heard her calling my name, so I yelled out that I was in the kitchen. She walked in and saw what I was doing.

"Oh, you made breakfast!" She ran up to me and kissed me on the cheek.

"Watch out!" I shouted. I had been flipping the last of the pancakes when she kissed me, and in my distraction on of them landed on its side. Now it was more of a pan-lump. "Whatever, I’ll eat that one, I guess," said to her.

"I love you, Joe," she said, beaming at me. I looked at her for a moment. She was wearing a little pink tank-top with the little "spaghetti straps" that show off the neck and shoulders, and a pair of the smallest, tightest little grey shorts you could ever imagine. I considered leaving the pancakes to burn and just having her for breakfast instead, but my body needed real food too.

"I love you too, Anna," I replied, "and you look great. But right now I’m busy cooking. Or aren’t you hungry?"

"Starving." She kissed my cheek again, and then set out plates and utensils while I finished making the pancakes. Once they were done, I served out several to each of us, with maple syrup. We were both ravenous, and we wolfed them down in no time flat. One thing I can say about really energetic sex on an empty stomach: it sure makes you hungry. We finished off our breakfast with twin glasses of grapefruit juice, and as I was about to clear the table, we were both shocked at what we suddenly saw through the kitchen window: our mom’s car pulling into the driveway.

Anna and I exchanged worried glances. I knew exactly what she was thinking, because I was thinking it too. It might as well have been written on our faces in big neon letters: "What if she’d come home an hour earlier?" The good thing was, she hadn’t, and the only evidence of anything was Anna’s wet shirt hanging up in the bathroom. That and, of course, the feelings we now had between us.

Our mom came into the house with a shout of "Hey guys! I’m home early!" before she realized that we were right there in the kitchen next to the door. She proceeded to explain to us that our aunt hadn’t been feeling well, so she had only stayed over for breakfast and a brief conversation (which for her meant an hour or more) before coming home.

"I hope you aren’t too disappointed," she said. "I know you guys were looking forward to a day without me here to bother you." She had no idea how right she was. I winked at Anna and she grinned.

"Well, you guys certainly are cheerful this morning," she continued. "I’ll try to stay out of your hair. I’ll be in my room doing some reading, maybe a little paperwork." She headed off to her room. Anna and I both cocked our heads up, listening for the sound of her bedroom door closing. The moment it did, we both breathed a huge sigh of relief. I don’t know what we were expecting, but I think at some level we both thought she would somehow be able to tell what had happened. Anna looked very disappointed by the latest turn of events, and I’m sure I did too. She made a cute little pouting face, sticking out her lower lip.

"No fair... I wanted to spend the day with my new secret boyfriend."

"Is that what I am?" I smiled at her.

"Of course. And I’m your secret girlfriend." She nuzzled her head against my shoulder. "And we’re so happy, and in loooove," she said, sounding for all the world like a lovestruck little schoolgirl, which I suppose is what she was. She tilted her head up to look up at my face and batted her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her lips, noting that she had put on some lip gloss. It tasted like raspberries. She suddenly broke off the kiss.

"We can’t be doing this right now," she said. She quickly kissed me on the lips, completely ignoring her own advice, then she leaned her head back on my shoulder. "Even though I really want to." I put my arm around her and we sat there for a while. She might have been relaxing, but I was thinking hard.

"I have an idea." She looked up at me. "Go downstairs and pick out a movie you’d like to watch. Well, sort of. Not something that you’d really pay a lot of attention to, just something that you wouldn’t mind seeing. I’ll meet you downstairs in a minute; I need to get something."

"What?" she asked, confused.

"Trust me on this one," I said, grinning. She went downstairs, and I walked over to the linen closet and found a lightweight but opaque blanket. As I came downstairs, she was just putting the video into the VCR (yes, we still have one). I closed the door behind me and told her to sit down on the couch. Picking up the remote, I went and sat next to her.

"What’s the blanket for?" she asked.

"You’ll see." I pressed the play button on the remote and the movie started. It was something by Disney, but I didn’t catch exactly which one it was, and frankly, I didn’t care. I pulled the blanked over us. We were completely covered from the shoulders down. We wouldn’t get too hot under it (well, not from the temperature, at least), because it was a very thin blanket, more of a sheet really. Also, the basement was always five to ten degrees cooler than the rest of the house.

"No one can see anything under the blanket," I explained.

"Yeah, I’d figured that out," she replied. "Cool idea, though. You think of everything." She kissed me lightly on the ear, but I stopped her from going any further.

"Nope. No kissing. We’ve got to stay under the blanket." I was only partly teasing. In the back of my mind I was worried sick about what might happen if our mom came in, but I just blocked that out, and promised myself to be careful.

"Fine," she said, playing at being grumpy. She stuck out her tongue out at me. "You do something."

"You’d better believe I will." I smiled at her. Under the blanket, my hand slid over to her thigh, and I rubbed it lightly. I ran my fingertips over her inner thigh and heard her breathe in sharply. Moving my hand up her leg and onto her tight little shorts, I cupped her sweet little pussy through the fabric and squeezed ever so lightly. This time she gasped more loudly. She leaned her head back against the couch pillow and just enjoyed herself. I think she might have been rubbing her nipples, but I couldn’t really tell, because the blanket was in the way. Which, of course, was the whole point. I slowly but surely snuck my hand beneath the elastic waistbands of her shorts and panties. Once again, my fingers touched the soft and tender flesh of her sweet sex. I ran a finger down the length of the slit.

"Ooooh!" she moaned, squirming against the seat. "I bet the guys at school don’t know how to do this." I was intrigued. What had she tried with the guys at school?

"Why would you say that?" I asked, never stopping my smooth caresses.

"Well, Julie’s boyfriend is pretty hot, and everything, but Julie–" she gasped as my fingers slid over her clit. "Julie says that he can’t make her feel good. She says that when they have sex it hurts, and he doesn’t last very long. He never gave her an orgasm."

She looked at "That’s not surprising," I said, rubbing her a little harder. "Younger guys don’t really know what they’re doing. Sex is about being tender, even when the act itself is very rough and energetic. That’s something that most girls seem to know, but that most guys have to learn." She nodded, understanding perfectly. "Young guys with no experience only care about themselves. The trick to good lovemaking is for each person to focus on giving the other one pleasure." At the word ‘pleasure’ I slipped a finger into her up to the first knuckle, and she squealed. She gazed at me with those big beautiful eyes.

"More, please," she murmured. I grinned, and slipped the finger in deeper. I started slowly fucking her with it, sliding it in and out, feeling the walls of her pussy gripping at it. At the same time, I used my thumb to manipulate her hard little clit. By now she was panting heavily with each thrust of my fingers, rocking her little body against my hand. I leaned over and whispered into her ear.

"Anna, I want you to know something. I’ve been in love with you for a very long time. Since I was your age, I think. I wanted you so badly that it hurt."

"Really?" she managed to say between gasps.

"Really and truly," I whispered back. "It was never about sex. It was about love. I wanted you so much, but I never told you, and I never tried anything. I didn’t want to hurt you."

"I know, you’d never hurt me," she said, moaning a little now.

"But now that we’re together," I continued, "I can show you how I feel. There’s so much I want to show you. I love you so much." I’d like to say that she came right then, but no one has timing that good. But she was moaning louder now, and I began to worry that our mom might hear, if she happened to walk past the stairs. I decided the best way to keep her quiet was to kiss her, and so I did. She kissed me back, moaning into my mouth, her tongue teasing mine.

She tensed up and cried out as her orgasm began. Her cry was mostly muffled by our kiss, but it was still louder than was probably safe. I didn’t care. I was here with my beautiful little sister. I loved her and she loved me, and I was going to make her feel good. That was all that mattered.

When it was over, I stopped kissing her and she lay back against the couch. I removed my hand from her pants and placed it on my lap. If anyone had come downstairs while I’d been kissing her, everything would have been over. All the same, I was in bliss, and she was somewhere far beyond that. She cuddled up against me and sighed happily.

"You’re the best big brother and the best secret boyfriend." I put an arm around her shoulder. It was a beautiful moment, one that I’ll never forget. But I needed to get a few things straight with her. I shut off the movie and turned to face her.

"You know that we can never tell anyone about this," I said to her.

"Of course not," she said to me. "You would go to jail, and I’d never see you again. No one would believe me if I said that I wanted you to do it..." She was silent for a moment. "But I did. And I still do. It’s not fair. I love you, Joe. I never want this to end." I was moved nearly to tears.

"I don’t either. I want to love you and love you and never stop. But sometimes we have to stop."

"Why?" She looked very sad, as if I’d said I didn’t like her anymore.

"Because it’s not safe. We could have easily been caught just now. We need a rule that we can’t do anything except when no one else is in the house." She nodded. "Of course, I’ll still love you all the time, I just won’t be able to show you how much I love you when other people are around."

"I know. It’s probably a good idea. But it doesn’t seem like we’d get much time together. By the time you get home from work, either Mom or Dad is usually home." She was right. My summer job ended at six, and the rush hour commute meant I got home at about seven. Our only chance to be together would be brief periods on the weekend, and the occasional night when both parents were out of the house. It didn’t sound like enough to me either. Of course, 24 hours a day for thirty years also didn’t sound like enough, but realism and love are not great bedfellows. Still, it seemed like a compromise was in order.

"Well, I suppose a kiss behind closed doors would still be safe." She smiled. "And sometimes I could take you out, someplace where no one would recognize us, or where we could be alone together."

She practically squealed with happiness. "You’d do that? Take me out somewhere? Like a date?"

"Of course," I said kissing her on the cheek. "You’re my secret girlfriend." We sat there on the couch together, quiet but happy, until she noticed what time it was. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and told me that she had to go over to a classmate’s house to work on a school project. She went upstairs to remind our mother that it was time to leave, and I was left sitting there, stunned by the events of the day.

I spent the rest of the day eagerly awaiting her return. Unfortunately, she had to stay late, and didn’t end up getting home until after dinner. There was really no chance for us to do anything that night, but I was aching to be with her again. I knocked on her bedroom door.

"Don’t come in!" she shouted. That had been her standard knee-jerk response to a knock on the door since she had turned 14. All teenagers like their privacy, I guess.

"It’s me, Anna," I said softly. Before I’d even finished speaking, the door opened. Had she been waiting for me to come by? The eager grin on her face told me that, yes, she had. I stepped in quickly, and she shut the door behind me, twisting the latch.

"I’ve been thinking about you all day," she said, taking the words out of my mouth. She giggled. "That’s why I had to spend so long working at Charlotte’s house. I was a little distracted."

"I know what you mean. I haven’t gotten anything done today... Except for you." She giggled again, and then we just stood and stared at each other, grinning like idiots. I suddenly noticed that she was only wearing her bra and panties. They were a matching set in pale blue, and oh-so-tight against her body. I remembered having seen them in the laundry basket on my laundry days, wondering what they would look like on her. Or off her.

"I have a confession to make," I said to her, taking her hands into mine. "Earlier, when I said that it was only about love, and not about sex... That wasn’t completely true." She looked at me, concerned, but I smiled at her. "It was maybe a little bit about sex." I pulled her body against mine and kissed her with a ferocious force of passion that I didn’t know I possessed. "You are just soooo fucking hot." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"You had me scared there for a minute. I thought you were going to say that you didn’t want to be with me after all."

"Don’t you ever think that, baby. I want to be with you all the time. Forever and ever." We kissed again. We both knew that there was no way for us to take it any further that night, so we parted ways and went to our rooms to go to sleep.

Although I usually masturbated before going to sleep (often thinking of her as I came), I did not touch myself that evening. It would have ruined the experience, made it seem just like another jack-off fantasy. But I had trouble getting to sleep. I was afraid that I would wake up and it would all have been a fantastic dream. Or that she would wake up the next morning with second thoughts, and call it off. Or worse, call the police. Eventually, though, my exhaustion caught up with me, and I drifted off into a deep sleep.

I awoke the next morning to find a wriggling naked goddess under my covers with me. She was caressing my chest with one delicate little hand, and with the other she was slowly jerking my already hard cock. I noticed that she had pulled my boxers off, and wondered how long she’d been in the bed. I can be a pretty heavy sleeper – I need three alarm clocks to wake me up. Or one sexy sister.

"Anna, what are you doing?" I hissed at her. I knew exactly what she was doing, and I was enjoying it immensely, but not so much the prospect of being caught and sent to prison. "Mom could walk in any time." She shushed me with a finger to my lips.

"Don’t worry. She went out for an errand. We have at least half an hour. There won’t be any time for this during the week, so I need this now, while we still have the chance." I thanked god for this extra little favor that had been bestowed on me, and ran a hand down Anna’s side, feeling the soft curves of her body.

"Does this mean that you’re still cool with all this?" I asked breathlessly.

"Cool with this, but hot for you," she whispered, and then smirked self-consciously at her cliche pun. "Please, make love to me again. I need you. I need to feel you inside of me." Our lips met in a soft embrace, and my hand found its way down to the soft opening of her little pussy. I ran my finger against the tender folds of flesh and she moaned into my mouth. She was already soaking. "Please," she whimpered again. I needed no further persuasion.

Laying on my back, I positioned her body over mine, and she guided my jutting cock to the entrance of her wet opening. She gasped as the head slipped in; she was just as tight as she had been the day before. Looking directly into my eyes, she suddenly sat down on my cock, taking the whole length into her pussy all at once. She winced, still not used to the feeling, but enjoying it. I put my arms around her and drew her to me, kissing her gently as I began to pump myself in and out of her. She rocked her hips back against me, twisting and grinding with tender force, and I suddenly didn’t mind all those times that I’d had to drive her to dance lessons.

Neither of us lasted long that morning. Her pussy was grabbing at my cock relentlessly, and I soon lost it, shooting my cum deep into her. This drove her over the edge, and suddenly she was cumming too. She cried out my name at the final moment, and then collapsed against me. We would have liked to stay in bed together, but our mom would be home soon, and we needed to get cleaned up. She got up off of me and stood up next to the bed. Her pussy was leaking from our fluids. Kissing me on the cheek, she said

"Thanks. That should last me until next time." She left the room, humming happily to herself, her cute little butt swaying in time with the tune. I stared, incredulously. What a fox. She had me: heart, soul, and body. Next time. Until next time. My god, I thought. I hope it’s soon.

 

Around 2 o’clock they finally came home. ‘Jay, honey we’re home’ I got up off the couch and ran to the front door. ‘Jay, do you mind if we sample some of our clothes to you’ Mom said with a wink. I knew Mom wasn’t mad at me now but I felt like she had something up her sleeve.

 

I followed Mom and Judy up to Mom’s room. I sat down on the bed as Judy and Mom went into the walk-in closet. Mom came out first; she had on clear 4-inch stiletto heels, a white mini-skirt that was so short you could see her bald pussy every time she took a step and a tiny plain white t-shirts that showed her dark brown nipples. She walked over to me and sank her tongue into my mouth and we kissed hard. Mom pulled down my pants, sat next to me and jerked my cock and kissed at the same time. Suddenly, the closet door opened. Aunt Judy walked out, I came right there on the spot. She had a see-through skirt with a pink g-string, but it was her super tight pink bra that squeezed her enormous tits together. Judy looked like a total slut with her make up and pink lipstick. ‘How do I look’ Judy asked. Mom was sucking my cum off her fingers as she stood up. Mom walked over to Judy and put her finger in Judy’s mouth. Judy started to suck it like a cock. Mom pulled out her finger and they quickly began to make out. Mom pushed Judy’s skirt down in one tug. Mom rubbed Judy’s pussy threw her pink g-string. Judy moaned as Mom kissed down Judy’s neck to her huge tits. Mom wasted no time taking off Judy’s bra. I stared wide-eyed at her big pink nipples and unbelievable huge breasts. ‘Aren’t these nice’ Mom said. ‘Yeah’ I said rather loud. Judy laughed as Mom led her over to me. Judy gasped as Mom and I both started sucking her nipples. We both nibbled and sucked on my Aunt’s gigantic breasts.

 

After minutes of sucking, Mom pushed me down onto the bed. Mom and Judy both stripped naked, Mom got on top of me and I ate her out while Judy sucked my dick. I felt like I was in heaven. Mom was soon moaning and telling me to go faster. I did and she started grinding her pussy hard into my face. Judy sucked furiously as my second load of cum in the last 10 minutes shot all over my aunt’s face. Mom screamed like a crazy women as her orgasm splashed all over my face.

 

My jaw hurt badly as Mom climbed off my face. She crawled over to Judy and pushed her legs open and started to eat out Aunt Judy. Soon after they started, my cock grew and in no time. I got up and pressed my cock to her pussy. Mom stopped licking Judy’s cunt ‘No Jay, the other hole’ I didn’t waste anytime pushing my dick into her ass. Mom moaned loudly into Judy’s pussy as I pumped my cock to my mom’s ass. ‘Oh shitttt, Ohhhhhh myyyyyyyy goddddddddddddddd’ Judy screamed, Mom moved her head away just as a line of clear liquid shot all over my Mom’s face, Judy’s body shook as she tried recovering from the squirting orgasm. I came in my mother’s ass soon after. My cock popped out of her ass and my Mom and I collapsed together next to Judy on the bed.

 

Five hours later I woke up to see my mom in bed next to me, but no Judy. I walked downstairs to see Judy in a white bikini. She just got out of the pool and her body looked shiny and smooth. ‘Hey’ Judy said ‘you know we didn’t even fuck’. I looked at her and smiled. Without a word Judy pulled down the shiny bikini bottom to reveal her wet pussy. I walked behind her and pushed her against the kitchen counter. I grabbed her hips and shoved my dick in her hot cunt. Judy grasped the edge of the counter and moaned loudly as I thrust my cock in and out of her dripping cunt. Judy squealed as her orgasm hit. She then collapsed on the counter as I shot my cum into her pussy.

 

Mom, Judy, and I had sex for hours. The next morning and had two quick sessions before Judy had to leave.

 

A couple of weeks later Judy called with some exciting news, she was pregnant and I was for sure the father.    

     

Jason started the fire, and awaited his friends to join him at the campsite for another meeting of the Erotic Stories Committee.  He heard the bushes rustle, and thought they all were making their way through when he heard someone whisper to him, “Jace!  Jace, over here!” the voice called out.

 

            Jason finally spotted where it was coming from, and headed towards that part of the campsite.  “Dave?  David, is that you?” Jason called out to him.

 

            “Yeah dude.” David answered.  Jason finally spotted him inside a bunch of bushes.

 

            “What’s wrong dude?”

 

            “I’ve got a problem man.” David said.

 

            “It finally fell off eh?” Jason jokingly asked.

 

            “Shut up.  I was supposed to go tonight, but I’m blocked.  I haven’t written a story all week.”  David explained.

 

            “Oh that sucks.”

 

            “I know.  What can I do?” David anxiously questioned.  Before Jason could reply, he heard the giggling of Erin and Alicia as they came through to the campsite together.  David and Jason came out to join them.

 

            “Hey guys!  Who’s up tonight?” Erin asked.

 

            “Ummm…” David stuttered.

 

            “Guys, I’ve got a story that I’ve been meaning to get off my chest for a while.  If it’s alright with Dave, can I take your place tonight?” Jason asked.

 

            “Hell yeah!” David cheered, “I mean…ummm, sure.”   Everyone took their seats around the campsite, and listened anxiously to Jason tell his story.

 

            “If you knew that your child was keeping a dangerous secret from you, and you found out about it.  What would you do?  What lengths would you go through to get them to change?  My story tonight is my real story.  The story of what happened to me before this group even came about.  Submitted for the approval…of the Erotic Stories Committee…I call this story…”

 

 

The Tale of Jason Lewis

 

 

Janet Lewis is a mother of three.  Two boys, and one daughter; she’s a single mother working, and right now she was heading off to work, but before she could leave she had to check in on her eldest son Jason to make sure he was alright before she left.  She’d never let her other kids know, but Jason was her favorite child.  As much as she hated to admit that to herself, she knew it to be true.  Janet called for her son, but didn’t get an answer, so she decided to go to his room, and see if he was there.

 

          As Janet loomed closer to her son’s door, she could hear a lot of heavy panting, and moaning from his room.  Her heart began to pound in fear that maybe her son was having sex with a girl in his room.  Her fear instantly turned to anger as she thought to herself ‘How dare he have sex in my house!’

 

          Even still, she progressed forward to his bedroom door, and knocked on it.  She heard several more grunts, and then finally, a response, “Yes?” her son questioned.

 

          “Jason, what are you doing in there?” she asked, binging on yelling.

 

          “N-nothing mom.  D-do you need me or something?” Jason replied.

 

          “No, I just wanted to let you know I was leaving for work.” She answered, as she went to turn the doorknob on her son’s door.  Jason didn’t realize that he hadn’t locked his door, and his mother walked in to see him naked behind his best friend Trent fucking him in the ass.  Janet paused in dead shock at the sight.  Jason and Trent quickly shot up, and fumbled around for their clothes as they both tried to apologize incessantly and simultaneously.  “Oh My God!” Janet lightly whispered, and covered her mouth to keep from puking.  She quickly rushed out of her son’s room, and headed out the door for work.

          Jason fell back onto the bed, and covered his face with his hands.  Knowing that he was in deep when his mom came back home.  Not only was he having sex in his mother’s house, but it was with a guy, and it was unprotected, and she caught them.  As the day went on, Jason continued to think of reasons as to why he would be in more trouble.  All he could do was fear what would happen later that day.  He wasn’t even sure if he knew how to explain what happened to his mother.

 

          “My baby, I can’t believe it.  My son is gay!” Janet finally screamed out as she got into the car on her way home from work.  She tried her best to block out the events she witnessed earlier today.  First, she turned on the radio to her favorite station, but it didn’t help as they were discussing Gay History, and all the contributions made my people of homosexual or lesbian preference.  Janet quickly changed the station, but the song that was playing was by Elton John, who is an out-of-the-closet homosexual.  She changed the station again, and there was a debate on the standings of Gay Marriage.  The debate was so intense that Janet couldn’t believe how much people hated the idea of homosexual couples.

 

          Her stomach doubled over, she couldn’t believe the anguish she was feeling because if her son was gay, it meant that a lot of people around the world would hate him, or take away many of his rights and liberties.  No matter what, she wouldn’t let that happen.  She had to help her son.  She had to change him.  No matter what, she had to make him change his ways, so that society would accept him, and not hate him for his sexual preference.  After going through many scenarios in her head, there was one that continued to pop into her mind, ‘Fuck him!  Fuck him yourself!’

 

          Janet nearly shouted at herself to let that thought out of her head, but it continued to rear it’s ugly head until she got to the house.  By this time, she wasn’t even sure if it was her mind talking or her body.  Jason was her favorite.  By now, his sister was at her friends’ house, and his younger brother was asleep.  She could easily get to him, but no. No…no…no.  It was wrong to even think this way, it was terribly wrong, but she had to save her son at all costs.  Janet hurried into the house, and put her things down.  When she entered the living room, she found her son sitting on the couch in front of the television.

 

          Janet copped a seat next to her son, and for a few moments, they sat in silence.  Finally, Jason broke the awkward moment, “Mom, I’m sor-”

          “Are you gay?” Janet interrupted.

 

          “I…”Jason’s voice cracked, “I-I think so.” He managed out.  Janet hung her head in sadness.

 

          “So…you have sex with guys?” she asked, “Has any of them ever…” she paused, “You know?”

 

          Jason felt his head hang in admitting this to his mother, “Yes Mom.  I’ve been screwed up the ass before.” He mustered out.  Janet turned her head away from her son.  Anger and guilt flooded her face.  Tears were trying to break through, but she fought them off.

 

          “Who?” she asked.

 

          “Mom?” Jason complained, but Janet sternly looked at him awaiting a reply.

 

          Jason could barely get the words out as he said them, “Uncle Marcus.” He admitted.  

 

          “What??!!” Janet flew into a rage behind her son’s words.  She couldn’t believe her own brother had fucked her son.  And ultimately made him this way.  “Jason, I’m sorry.  I really am.  I…I don’t know what to say.” Janet finished. She covered her face with her hands, and hunched over.

 

          “Please don’t be mad Mom.  I’ll do anything, just please don’t be mad at me.” Jason pleaded.

 

          Janet raised herself up, and removed her hands from her face, “I’m not mad Jason, but…I don’t know if I like this.  You should know how hard it is for someone who’s homosexual to get ahead in life.  Do you really want to be held back just because of your sexual preference?” Janet asked.

 

          “No…I guess not.”

 

          “Well, then…we’re just going to have to do something about it.” Janet stated, “Have you ever looked at a woman, or been with a woman Jason?”

 

          “Only once.” Jason replied.

          “What happened?” Janet asked.

 

          “I’d rather not say.” Jason replied.

 

          “Ok, well.  What if we tried to get you to try it again?” Janet suggested.

 

          “With who?”

 

          Janet stalled on his question for minutes on end.  Her morality told her that what she wanted to say was against everything she knew, but curiosity was getting the better of her in that moment, and before she could hold it back, she said it, “With me.”

 

          Jason’s eyes widened at his mother’s suggestion, and as he looked at her; he could see she was serious.  “But…Mom?”

 

          “You did it with your Uncle, why not me?” Janet stated.  Jason looked over the figure of his mother. She was a statuesque woman with a full wide bosom, a tight abdomen, and a luscious plump butt that he was looking at intently in this moment.  His mother was only 32 years old, and still had a rather sleek figure.  Jason felt his dick rise in his pants at the thought of it.  It was obvious that the thought of fucking his own mother had intrigued him severely.  Janet started to remove her clothes in front of her son.  First her black halter-top, revealing the shapely curves of her 42C size breasts.  Jason felt his dick leap in his pants.

 

          Then, Janet slipped out of her black knee length skirt to show off the sultry shape of her defined hips and legs.  She stood in front of him in nothing, but her white lace bra and panties, which looked incredibly alluring to her son.  Jason’s heart was pounding loudly in his ear.  He began to tremble all over involuntarily.  Janet strutted closer to her son seductively.  Making sure she accentuated ever curvature of her body as she did so.  Jason sat on the couch in shorts.  Janet tugged at the shorts until they were around Jason’s ankles.  He was in too much shock to stop now, and he had to agree that he was enjoying this experience.

 

          Janet fell to her knees before her son and clenched his throbbing penis in her hand.  She licked from the shaft up to the head, and then completely engulfed his young cock.  Jason’s body shook in massive delight.  It was a miracle that he didn’t blow his load right there.  Janet sucked dick like a pro.  Her tongue skills put many of the guys Jason fooled around with to shame.  But this…this was his very own mother.  His mother was sucking his cock as if she didn’t know him.  As if it were life or death.  Jason placed his hand on the back of his mother’s head and fed her his cock.  His eyes rolled to the back of his head from the suction she was giving him.  Jason reached down, and pulled one of his mom’s tits out of her bra, and cupped it.  Janet’s nipples were the softest things he’d ever felt in his life.  Her areolas were dark and gorgeous.  Looking at them nearly sent Jason over the edge.  The realization that he was fondling his mother was almost too much to bear. 

 

          Janet finally pulled her mouth off of her son’s cock, and stood up.  Jason looked up at her intently.  Knowing somewhere that this was wrong, but still hoping it would go further.  Janet removed her bra completely, and then slipped out of her panties.  She bent down, and grabbed her son’s hard dick, then looked him square in the eye.  “Would you like to fuck me?” she asked.

 

          Jason could barely breathe, much less talk.  He muttered out, “Ye-yes, so very much.”

 

          Janet squeezed his cock a little more, “Do you really want to fuck me? Do you really want to fuck your own mother?” she asked him.  Jason could only grunt a reply.  “Would you cum in me, would you impregnate your own mother?” Janet asked seductively.  Her vice grip on her son’s dick at him biting his bottom lip trying to keep from exploding his load all over the living room.  Janet released her son’s dick, and moved towards the couch.  She laid down, and spread her legs wide for her son.  “Go ahead, fuck it!’ Janet stated. 

 

          Jason pulled out of his shorts, and hurried on top of his mother.  His dick raged in agony to get inside of her.  Without much hesitation, Jason slipped his 9-inch dick inside of his mother, and didn’t waste any time fucking her.  Janet squealed at her son’s penetration.  Jason grunted fiercely as his dick stabbed and thrust his mother’s supple wet pussy.  Jason mouth found his mother’s breasts; he sucked them like he was a baby again.  His dick felt like home inside his mother’s twat.  Janet squeezed her son’s ass to force him inside of her further.  “Oh yeah!  Fuck yeah!” Janet screamed, “Fuck your mother baby!  Fuck the pussy you came out of!”

 

          Janet’s encouragement only added fuel to the already blazing fire inside of Jason.  He proceeded to ravish his mother like a common street-whore.  Feeding her his cock rapidly, and then teasing her with it.  “Oh shit!  Damn, this pussy tight!” Jason screamed.  He grabbed his mother’s legs, and put them over his shoulders.  He continued to fuck his mother sideways.  Her screams filling the room mixed with Jason’s satisfied moans.  He fucked his mother so hard it was almost to the point of raping her.  Jason’s grabbed her by her hair, and plundered her with his cock.  Her pussy squeezed his cock like no man’s ass ever had before.

 

          Janet’s nails were digging into her son’s back fiercely, and he still wasn’t letting up.  Janet offered even more encouragement as Jason began to slow down.  They locked eyes momentarily, and Janet said to her son, “I want you to cum in me.  Don’t stop until you’ve got every last drop out.  I want you to get me pregnant.” She said.

 

          Jason nodded as he picked up the pace and fucked his mother to her hearts content.  He could feel her pussy tightening around his cock as she received her orgasm.  The feel of it sent Jason over the edge.  His balls tightened and he began to fill his mother with every bit of semen he had in his body.  They both screamed loudly at the same time.  Jason wasn’t sure if he could even get his mother pregnant, but he sure didn’t mind trying.  It must’ve been 9 or 10 full-bodied spurts of cum that went into Janet from her son.  He finally relaxed on her chest, and slowly slipped his dick out of her sopping cunt. 

 

          For both of them, there was never anything that had ever felt that good.  They both couldn’t contain it, and the emotion brought both of them to tears.

“Oh my god, what have I done?” Janet said aloud through her tears.

 

          “It’s okay Mom.  I really enjoyed it.” Jason said trying to comfort his mother.

 

          “I know baby.” Janet replied trying to compose herself, “But we can’t ever do this again, you know that, right?” she asked.

 

          Deep down Jason probably knew it was true, but didn’t want to admit it, and his face showed that.  “But what if I….” Janet knew what he was going to say, so she cut him off right there.

 

          “You didn’t get me pregnant.” She said, “I’ve been on the pill for a long time.  You don’t have to worry.”  Jason’s head hung in sadness.  Maybe it was wrong, but secretly he wanted to inseminate his mother.  He wanted her to have his child, as sick as that may sound.  “I hope I helped you though.”  Janet said.

 

          “Yeah Mom, I think you did.  But I feel bad because I wasn’t entirely truthful with you.” Jason stated.

 

          “What do you mean?”

 

          “I’m not really gay Mom.  I’m Bi.” Jason stated.

 

          “So you’ve had sex with girls more than once?” Janet asked.

 

          “Yes, but now I don’t think I’ll be able to.  Every girl I sleep with will remind me of you.” Jason said.

 

          “If it keeps you from being outcast and ridiculed, then that’s fine by me.  But you can never tell anyone what happened, ok?” Janet asked.

 

          “Sure mom.  I love you.”

 

          “I love you too son.”

 

 

The End

 

 

         

 

The entire campsite sat in amazed silence.  All of their faces completely pale with unbelievable excitement.  Finally, Erin broke the silence, “Wow.”

 

            “Yeah, that pretty much sums it up for me too.” David joined in.

 

            “That was a really powerful story Jace.” Alicia admitted.

 

            “Yeah definitely.” Erin chimed.

 

            “Thanks guys!  I finally feel comfortable enough to share it with you.” Jason stated.

 

            “Just one question, because I’ve seen your Mom; have you two had sex again since then?” David asked.

 

            “No.” Jason plainly answered.  He stood up, and grabbed the bucket of water, and poured it over the flame.  “ I declare this meeting of the Erotic Stories Committee closed.  Til next time guys.”

 

 

Eddie and Beth were in the middle of moving in together. They didn’t have much furniture, just a new queen-sized bed that they had bought for the apartment. Eddie invited all his friends over for a housewarming party. Beth asked her friend Karen over as well.

 

Beth was this hot blonde with a perfect body: large round supple breasts, nipples that were almost always hard, a firm waist and a tight ass. Eddie had short-cropped brown hair with a fade. He was a jock in high school but lately has let himself go. He wasn’t in bad shape, but he’d lost the definition he’d once had.

 

It was mid-afternoon. They didn’t even have blinds or curtains yet and there was a large glass sliding door leading out to a balcony. Beth didn’t care. She was turned on by the thought of a neighbor seeing them.

 

Karen was the first to arrive.

 

“So where are the studs?” she asked as she walked in. She looked so much like Beth that you’d think they were sisters.

 

“They’re on their way.” Beth said as she closed the door behind her. As soon as they walked away, there was a knock at the door. Beth took Karen into the bedroom.

 

Eddie came out of the bathroom with no shirt and a pair of jeans and answered it. It was Tony. He was a good-looking guy, tall and built. He was wearing a tank top and shorts. He had brown hair and you could see the tip of a tribal tattoo he had on his back.

 

“Tony!” Eddie said as they gave each other a firm quick hug.

 

“Wow, great place man.” Tony said as he looked around; hardwood floors, light gray walls, and a balcony. The only thing in the living room was the bed.

 

Next to show up was Brett. He was wearing a tight t-shirt and blue running shorts. Brad had short light brown hair. He wasn’t as tall as Tony, but he was ripped, broad shoulders, massive pecs, and a tapered waist with a six-pack that was visible through his t-shirt.

 

“Dude. Are you sure she’s okay with this?”

 

“Her idea, man. I swear. Just relax. Today is gonna be fuckin’ awesome!” Eddie assured him.

 

Tony grabbed a beer from the fridge and passed one over to Brett.

 

As they started drinking, the rest of the guys showed up.

 

Mark and Ken, Eric, and Jake. Mark and Ken were also blow buddies. They weren’t gay, but when they’d have a dry spell, they’d jerk off together or blow each other off. Ken had fair skin, light brown hair, a five o’clock shadow and was in relatively good shape. Ken was the opposite. He was in perfect shape, had a healthy tan, and dark brown hair.

 

Eric was half Cuban, and had a darker complexion. He was also ripped. Jake had curly reddish blonde hair and fair skin. He had a light dusting of body hair and a five o’clock shadow. He had a great physique, pecs, arms and tight abs, but you could barely make out his six-pack.

 

Once they had all had a beer, they started getting anxious.

 

“Hey Beth, what are you doing in there?” Jake called out.

 

“Yeah, you’ve got company out here!” Eric added.

 

“Okay, here’s the deal, guys.” Eddie said as he pulled them into a circle. “Beth’s friend is here too. But they won’t come out until we’re all naked.”

 

“What?” Brett replied.

 

“Come on, guys, what are we waiting for?” Eric said as he stepped back, peeled off his t-shirt and yanked down his sweatpants and underwear.

 

Eddie quickly unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down revealing his black boxer briefs. He hooked the waistband and slid them down.

 

Tony pulled off his tank top and slid down his shorts. He wasn’t even wearing any underwear.

 

Jake slid out of his shorts and underwear first. Then he slowly started unbuttoning his Hawaiian shirt.

 

Mark and Ken both watched each other as they undressed.

 

Meanwhile, Beth and Karen were already naked in the bedroom and peaking out at the group strip show in front of them.

 

“Wow. If you ask me, you picked the wrong guy.” Karen said as she stared at the naked men in the living room. Tony especially caught her eye. He was already semi-hard and hung like a horse. She licked her lips.

 

Eddie plopped down on the bed his legs spread out, his dick, semi-hard and resting on his stomach.

 

“Honey, we’re ready!”

 

Beth slowly walked over to the naked men. Karen was right behind her. The guys were all slowly stroking their cocks as these two beautiful nude women walked into the room.

 

“Guys, this is my friend, Karen.”

 

“Hey” the guys all said in unison. 

 

Beth crawled up on to the bed and gave Eddie a deep passionate kiss. She reached back and rubbed his large balls. She sat back up on top of him and stroked him behind her ass. Then she slowly raised her body and lowered her wet pussy over his engorged penis.

 

“Aaaahhh…” Eddie moaned. They liked it vocal.

 

“You like that big boy?” Beth teased.

 

“Oh yeah.” Eddie responded as they slowly fucked.

 

Karen walked around the guys running her hands over their pecs and abs and giving their cocks a tug. She stopped in front of Tony and kissed him. She pressed her entire body up against his, pressing her supple breasts against his chest and pushing his hard cock up between their tight bodies. Karen kissed all over Tony’s chest and licked and sucked on his nipples.

 

“Ooooh Fuuuck.” Tony moaned as he threw his head back in ecstasy. Karen kissed her way down his six-pack abs, down the light trail of hair leading down to his huge cock.

 

“What do you want me to do?” Karen teased as she dropped to her knees in front of Tony’s bobbing dick.

 

“Suck it.” Tony whispered. She immediately took most of his cock into her mouth. Tony stumbled back a step, but quickly recovered.

 

Meanwhile, the other guys were all standing around the bed, jerking off. Jake was standing right over Eddie’s head. His balls occasionally brushed against Eddie’s forehead, but Eddie was too fixed on Beth to care. As she rocked on his cock, he squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. Beth leaned down, brushing her hair and tits over Eddie’s chest.

“Okay, who’s first?” Beth said.

 

“Right here, baby.” Jake said as he leaned over Eddie’s head. Beth slowly took his large cock in and started sucking on it.

 

“Oh.” Jake moaned, “That feels so good.”

 

“Mmmm” Beth let out as Eddie started fucking her a little faster. Jake slowly fucked her face. Every time his cock would slip out of her mouth, she’d lick his balls underneath, then lick the length of his shaft and take it back in.

 

Mark and Ken were making the most of their wait time. They both caressed each other’s back as they stared at each other, their eyes moving from their dicks to the other’s eyes.

 

Brett and Eric meanwhile were staring at the fucking couple in front of them. Eric was next in line by Jake. He cupped Beth’s jiggling boob as she fucked. Brett meanwhile had a great view of the penetration. He just stared at Beth’s pussy as Eddie’s cock slid in and out of her.

 

Beth moved on to Eric. She took him all the way in, burying her face in his dark bushy pubic hair.

 

“Suck it.” Eric encouraged. “Harder. Harder!” He put his hand on her head and started guiding her bobbing head.

 

“Yeah!” Eddie burst out with a laugh. “You go girl!”

 

Meanwhile, Karen continued to suck on Tony’s cock. He was tensing up and she knew he was close. But so was she, she was rubbing and fingering her pussy the whole time. She let his cock pop out of her mouth.

 

“Oh Yeah!” Karen threw her head back and squealed as she came right there on the hardwood floor.

 

“Oh shit!” Tony muttered.

 

“Now cum all over my face. Come on. I want your jism all over my face and tits.”

 

“You got it, bitch!”

 

Tony started jerking off hard. Karen was so eager for his cum, that his cock head kept bumping into her face as he stroked it. His breathing got heavy and his hips started to buck forward.

 

“Yeah! Oh Fuck! I’m cumming! Aaaahhh…” Tony shot his load all over Karen’s face and tits.

Beth was now working on Ken and Mark together. She had both cock heads in her mouth. Eddie just looked on from underneath, impressed at his girl’s sexual prowess.

 

“Yeah, cocksucker.” Mark let out.

 

“Take us in deeper…” Ken said. Beth complied. “Oh!”

 

Next up was Brett. He was the only uncut cock. Beth darted her tongue at his cock head inside his foreskin. Brett stroked his cock a few times, pulling back the skin, revealing his large pink head. Beth grabbed on to his hips as she impaled herself on his dick!

 

“Oh, oh shit! Fuck!” Brett yelled out. Beth suddenly pulled her head away from his dick. She put her hands down on Eddie’s chest and squeezed as she came.

 

“Aaaahhh! Oh yeah, lover. You’re making me cum! Fuck! I love your hot big cock in my cunt! Shit. Aaaahhh!” She screamed as she rocked violently back and forth on Eddie’s manhood.

 

“Oh Fuuuuck!” Eddie yelled out as he shot his load into her pussy.  “Fuckin’ slut. You like that, my cum all inside you?”

 

“Oh yeah, baby. You know I do.”

 

She quickly grabbed Brett by the cock.

 

“Brett, baby, seeing as you were last in line. You get to cum in my mouth.”

 

She started sucking on him hard. The other guys were all jerking off intensely.

 

“Yeah. Beth. Yeah! Oh, oh, oh…Ahhhh!” Brett thrust his dick inside her as he pumped his cum down her throat. He quickly pulled out and moved back to watch as Beth continued to fuck Eddie’s still hard dick. Cum was sliding out of her pussy and down Eddie’s shaft and the slapping sounds were loud. Brett milked the last of his cum out onto the bed.

 

“Hey. Bitch! Right here!” Jake yelled out.

 

“Yeah, man. Do it! Come all over her face!” Eddie encouraged. Jake leaned over Eddie’s head, his balls bouncing back and forth on Eddie’s forehead as he jerked his large pink cock. Jake ran his free hand up and down his abs and across his pecs as he came.

 

“Ahhh, fuck!” His cum sprayed all over Beth’s face, and Eddie’s too. Beth quickly licked it off her boyfriend’s face then kissed him. Jake stepped back as Eric leaned over the bed, stroking his dick.

 

“You want it?”

“Yeah” Beth begged.

 

“You want it?”’

 

“Yeah! Give it to me!”

 

Eric jerked off hard, then quickly let his dick go, and watched as it jerked and pumped out his load. Watching all this action sent Mark and Ken over the edge and they both came on the bed.

 

“Oh shit!” Tony exclaimed. Everyone turned to see Karen jerking out another load of cum from his swollen cock.

 

Now spent, nobody moved.

 

“You guys were fuckin’ awesome!” Beth said.

 

They all started laughing as they jiggled their softening cocks and milked out the last of their cum.

 

“Seriously thanks guys!” Eddie said.

 

“Thank you man. For sharing.” Jake said as he patted Eddie on the shoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I washed myself and came downstairs and saw breakfats was ready. i noticed that she was wearing a see through nighty which made me get a hard on instantly becuase the morning sun rays were coming in through the window and i could see her perfect shaped body. i looked away as she looked at me and said that her mohter was really sick as she had to go to her mother's for the afternoon. I said that i would be around the house cleaning up my room. She left after an hour and i instantly went to my room and started making a plan. "Mission Linda". By this time  i had figured out her daily routine and planned acoording to that. my dad would be away for another 15 days which gave me alotta time. The i knew that all i had to do was make her dislike me so much that she would preactically scream and protest when i fuck her. that would make her understand who i was. i went and jacked off thinking of her wet pussy and firm breasts. i jacked off deliberately in her panties and left my cum like that to see her reaction. she came home after another hour and when she came and out of her room changed i thought she was gonna tell me something but she didnt. it was as if nothing had happened. then she asked me whether i did my homeowork and i sed that no, i played around which obviously got her pissed. she was like, ur grounded and i said 'who are you to tell me that?' and i did the things to irritate her the whole day.

By the time night fell i was sure that i her driven her to the limit of her tolerance and she had early dinner and went to bed. But i wasnt gonna let her sleep tonight. after an hour of her going to bed i took the extra key that i had and went to her room. I knew she had locked the door and so i opened it with the key as made the minimum level of sound while doing so. i saw her sleeping with a nighty. i went slowly around the bed and took out the knife i had with me. i touched her hair and she instantly opened her eyes. she looked at me with surpirsed eyes, i showed her the knife and said, 'Not at sound bitch or else u are finished here, i had had enough of you' she agreed and by this time her surpise had turned into fear. i took out the nylon ropes i had kept under th bed earlier and tied her hands and legs to the bed rails. then i started cutting her dress.when i was done i saw that she wasnt wearing anything inside and that made my cock rock hard. i went near her and and tried kissing her lips and she protested i slapped her across the face hard. then she agreed and i started sqeezing her breasts and she started to moan. i was surprised, 'you really are enjoying it bitch arent you' I said. then i put my cock into her mouth and she started to suck it. she sucked it and sucked it while i fingered het wet pussy. then i went down and licked her pussy. it was sooooooooooo wet and tasty. she just came on mt mouth and i slapped her for that as well. I put my cock through her pussy and she moaned again. she wanted it soo badly i pumped my cock into and outta her and kept on fuckng her until i came in her pussy. she was like, 'Oh goooooooooooood, baby come to me' and at that instant i felt that i has raped badly whereas she could have given it to me willngly. i lay over her and sed sorry abt the stuff and we kissed each other to make up.

A few months after our wedding, Victoria announced she was pregnant. We were both delighted! The joy was compounded when the doctor announced a few months later that it was twins! Our joy overflowed on the day she gave birth to beautiful twin girls.

On the day in question, the girls were 13 years old. It was obvious when you saw them that they were not identical twins. In fact, it was hard to tell that they were twins at all. Cindi, the oldest by 15 minutes, was 5' 1", 90 lbs soaking wet, long blond hair, small breasts, and beautiful deep blue eyes. Amy is 5' 4", 108 lbs, and is the almost perfect image of her mother, with the same long black hair, small breasts and stunning green eyes. Their personalities were very different also. Both were so smart it was scary. Victoria and I are very smart, but we look like dummies next to these two. Cindi was quiet, very serious, and very emotional. She cried about everything. Weddings, funerals, birthdays, movies, happy, sad, didn't matter - she cried if it was emotional. Amy, on the other had, is happy go lucky, adventuresome, always cheerful. After babyhood, I do not think I ever saw her cry until she was 13 years old. Both girls were outgoing and popular, and even in their early teen years, were just the sweetest things you would ever want to be around. I would sit around wondering when they were going to turn into the monsters at 13 that all teens seem to become, but it still had not happened. They would help around the house without being asked, and generally took care of their dad very well. That is good because Victoria has always traveled a lot as part of her job. Many of our friends jokingly ask if we wanted to trade children, ours were so sweet.

As early as I can remember, both of the girls were adamant that they were going to be cheerleaders. And starting as soon as they could apply, they were. Both were very pretty, and being popular, it meant that there were always numerous very pretty and, for 13-14 years olds, very sexy young girls running around the house all the time, in various stages of dress and undress. For whatever reason, Victoria and I were the most popular parents of all the cheerleaders, and combined with the popularity of our girls, our house was always full. Not that we minded. We loved kids, and the girls were mostly very sweet and well behaved, with one big exception. They loved to try to embarrass me with their attitudes about dress. It was not unusual to walk into a room and find several pretty, young teenaged girls in tee shirts and panties (on a few occasions minus the tee shirts!) sitting on the floor talking. Of course, this always resulted in squeals (theirs, not mine!) and giggles as they ran for the bedroom. My two were not as bad or as obvious, but they often played along too. Of course, the next day they would do it again, so I knew it was a game. Or, when taking a shower, they would "forget" their clothes and have to run giggling through the house in their panties and, sometimes, bras. Again, since my wife traveled a lot, it was usually just me around. The times when it happened when Victoria was around, she thought it was cute and just as funny as the girls did. Then she would mock scold them about how it was not nice to tease me, all the while smiling at them. Predictably, they giggled.

Although I recognized that all of the girls were very pretty, their antics never really bothered me any. I knew my girls were stunningly beautiful, and their friends were almost as pretty. All right, as a dad, I am not exactly unbiased, but they really were. The point is that it never bothered me because I was just not into young girls sexually. Ok, I am not dead - some of the prettier and more developed of them I would notice and maybe get a hard-on at the time (boy, they really giggled at that and turned the prettiest shades of red) but there was never even a thought of being attracted to them. Cindi and Amy had always been very affectionate, and still were at 13. Hardly a day would go by that they did not sit in my lap or cuddle up next to me and tell me they loved me. They did the same with Victoria when she was around. Often they would fall asleep like that, watching a movie. After a while, some of their friends started cuddling with me also, particularly a little cutie named Katie. She had just moved into town about a year before. Her dad was not around, and I got the impression that she was never close to him anyway. Actually, I got the impression she hated his guts and was glad he was not around. I guess I was a substitute. The first time she cuddled with me and called me daddy surprised me, but I was very touched also. She was so embarrassed she turned bright red, but was relieved when I told her it was ok. I really got to like Katie a lot, and she became almost like another daughter to me. Of course, I was close to all the girls in the group, but Katie was special to me. For some reason, Cindi and Amy were never close to Katie, even though she was really sweet and nice, but they had no objection to her being close to me or calling me daddy. They just always seemed rather reserved around her. They once implied that Katie was rumored to be loose with boys, but clammed up when I tried to find out more and never referred to it again. She was about 5', 90 lbs, long blond hair, small breasts, and actually looked much more like Cindi's twin than Amy did. You could even mistake one for the other if you saw them from behind. People who had never met the group before and knew there was a set of twins in the group usually assumed it was Cindi and Katie.

One summer day, I was at home, having taken the day off work. I had been working a lot of long hours, and needed a break. Victoria was out of town (again!) and I thought it would be nice to have Cindi and Amy come home to a parent instead of an empty house once in awhile. At 13, they were old enough to take care of themselves (better than I could take care of myself!), but still, I should be around sometimes. Besides, something was going on with the girls that I was worried about, and I wanted to take some time to think about it.

Cindi and Amy had always been best friends as well as sisters. They seldom went anywhere without the other. They even had to be cheerleaders together. They seemed to always be in tune with what the other was thinking or feeling. Even when they were young, they never fought. They played together, shared things, and just got along great. Cindi, being the "oldest", was fiercely protective of Amy, and they always covered each other's backs in anything they did. Therefore, I was particularly concerned that the last two weeks they had been fighting quite often. Since they had always been so good about working things out, I had not been interfering, hoping it would resolve itself. I was petrified that my sweet, wonderful girls were finally turning into the teenage monsters so common among our acquaintances. Even the other girls had noticed the tension occasionally and seemed to be a little uncomfortable at times.

I had noticed that it was always Cindi that started the fights, and usually about stupid things that had never been a problem before. Ok, I will admit, and everyone knew, that if I had a favorite, it was Amy, because she looked so much like her mom. I loved Cindi dearly, and I do not think I ever showed favoritism, but we all knew it was there. No one, including Cindi, minded - they were treated equally; she just knew that Amy was special to me and Cindi thought it was cool. I say this to make the point that I was sure I was not just blaming it on Cindi - I had observed several times when they did not know I was listening to what was happening. Amy, being as laid back as she was, pretty much remained cool about it, but I could tell she was as confused as I was. I was also disturbed that over the last two weeks Cindi had stopped cuddling with me, was not sitting on my lap anymore and in fact seemed to be avoiding all physical contact with me. I had known that the degree of contact with the girls would inevitable begin to taper off as they got older, but I was not ready for it yet, and I assumed it would occur slowly, not to this radical degree. I was wondering if I had done something wrong, but neither of the girls had ever shown much reticence to bring it to my attention if I had done something stupid. Something was definitely wrong.

I was sitting in the living room thinking about all of this and wondering what to do about it, if anything, when I heard something drop through the mail slot. When I went to check on it, I found a package lying on the floor. Whoever had pushed it through was long gone by the time I went to look. When I opened it, I found a video tape. There was no title, no note, nothing indicating what it was or whom it was from. Being curious, bored, and at a dead end as to what to do about the girls, I turned on the TV, put the tape in, and started watching it. I was very shocked by what I saw, and my life changed forever in that moment. For what I saw was my pretty, sweet daughter Cindi, being gang date raped by three guys she knew, one of which was her boyfriend.

"Well," my niece answered slowly, reluctantly, "I haven't gone all the way, but one boy did rub my boobs, and I had my hands on his... you know."

"His cock?"

"Yes, ma'am." My niece was blushing furiously at this point.

"Did he come?" I asked. Despite my misgivings, I found myself transfixed by this conversation. My sister looked at me in a way that made me think she was getting ready to say something, but instead she turned to her daughter.

"Well?" she asked. "Did he?"

"Uhm... no, I don't think so."

"Have you ever seen a boy, or a man, have an orgasm?"

"No, ma'am. I'm not really sure what that means."

"Well, you saw what came out of your uncle's dick while I was sucking him, didn't you?"

"Actually," I interjected, smiling,"she probably didn't. She was kind of busy with her own needs. But she saw some of the clips, right?" I asked, looking at my niece.

My sister looked between my niece and me. "Fine," she said, finally. "Do you want to stay or not? If you stay, you are going to learn all about sex, first hand. You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but I will assume that your uncle or I can do anything unless you specifically say no. You can't watch from the sidelines, though. You'll have to get undressed and join us on the bed."

"Now hold on," I said. "Just because I like watching those videos doesn't mean I want to actually do that stuff, especially with my own niece."

"Bullshit," my sister said, laughing. "Look," she continued, "I was pissed at first, but the truth is watching those clips on your computer turned me on. I never could understand how some guys could like seeing young girls do those things, but seeing it for myself... Well, it's very erotic. Now are you going to tell me that you really don't want the opportunity to do something with a young girl? As long as she's willing, that is."

I looked to her daughter, raising an eyebrow. "Are you willing to join us? As your mother said, you don't have to do anything you don't want to, and if you start getting uncomfortable you can leave at any time." She nodded shyly, and I could already feel my dick stirring again, thoughts of what I'd do to this young girl if given the chance dancing through my head.

Let me take a moment to describe my sister and niece, since I haven't yet done that. My sister removed her blouse and jeans, revealing a body that was once athletic but had started to turn pudgy. She isn't fat by any means, but she was carrying an extra 20 pounds around, now that's she's 35, that she didn't have when we were growing up. That didn't bother me any, as I prefer women a little heavy instead of too thin. As she removed her bra, I reminded myself that this was the first time I'd seen her naked since we were little kids (I was 5, she was 8) taking a bath together.

Her tits were absolutely fantastic. Soft and round, nipples growing larger even as I watched. The areolas were almost perfectly round, and were just the right shade of tan to offset the milky whiteness of her skin. I couldn't help myself; I reached over and cupped one of them, then lowered my head to suck on the nipple, making her gasp. She ran her fingers through my hair for a moment before I straightened up and watched her peel her panties down over her ass, which was just starting to get a little flabby. Again, this did not bother me in the least; I could hardly wait to get my hands on it. Her pussy hair was neatly trimmed, but not shaven or shaped in any way.

Meanwhile, my niece, having decided to stay, also started undressing. She pulled off her t-shirt to reveal two very nice, just-budding breasts. Not quite large enough for a real bra, I thought to myself that she should probably start wearing a training bra soon. I couldn't believe that I hadn't noticed before, but now it was obvious. She took her shorts and panties off, revealing the sweetest looking pussy I think I'd ever seen. The small amount of hair growing there was light and whispy, with just a hint of a tuft at the top of the slit. She was also a little heavy, but her legs were long and firm and her stomache mostly flat. Again, thoughts of what I'd do to this sweet girl (if she'd let me) danced through my head. I longed to caress her tit like I'd just done to her mother, but I hesitated. I guess my sister recognized this, because she said to both of us "We are going to assume that everything is allowed, for all of us, unless someone says 'no', understand?"

I nodded, looking at my niece. She nodded too, still blushing. I was surprised at how readily she had undressed, but now she seemed a little uncomfortable. "Let's get into bed," I suggested, "and see what happens." My sister reached over to me and took my robe off, tossing it on the door hook.

We got in bed, and by some unspoken agreement all three of us faced to the center, cross-legged. Both my sister and my niece had their hands draped in front of their pussies in what was supposed to be a casual position. I was just chuckling to myself about it when I realized I was doing the same thing. Considering one of them had just sucked me off, and the other had watched, it was a little silly.

Finally, sighing, my sister said “Okay, why don’t we watch a couple more of your videos and see if that breaks the ice.” I thought that was an excellent idea, so I got my laptop off the nightstand and started going through my collection to queue up some of my favorites. I’d just come a few minutes earlier, and though I’m still a young man I didn’t want to miss out on an opportunity like this. I wanted to make sure I would be able to get hard again. (As it happened, this did not become an issue at all.)

I started a clip, and we sat back to watch. I was now sitting up beside my sister, my arm draped over her shoulder and my hand playing with her right boob. The nipple was huge, and hard as an eraser, and I was loving it. My niece was sitting beside me, but a little apart from us. I reached over and put my left hand on her thigh, just above the knee, and chuckled when she jumped a little. But she smiled and scooted just a little closer to us, so I left my hand there.

On screen, a young girl was on her knees, looking up at the camera with a “fuck me” look in her eyes. She was giving the camera man a slow, sensuous hand-job and saying something, but as is often the case there was no audio. (And when there is audio, it’s usually Russian or some other language.)

The other two were watching closely, especially my niece. My sister, without looking away, asked “Where do you get these files from?”

“Usenet newsgroups, mostly,” I answered. “They aren’t easy to find, but if you know the right search terms you can run across them.”

“Like what?” she asked.

“Well, generally I do a Google Usenet search for a name of one of the better posters. Sometimes I’ll get lucky and run across his text posts in a particular group, then I’ll check it out with my reader program, which is called Agent. If it’s been a good week or month, I’ll find a bunch of clips like these.”

On screen, the girl was now blowing the guy, but was being kind of tentative. “That’s called a blow-job,” my sister told her daughter. “Most guys really like that. Just ask your uncle.”

“Do you really like that?” she asked me.

“If it’s as good as your mother just did, I love it,” I replied. “In fact, most of the clips I keep are of this type, because it’s what I like most to watch and to do.”

My sister looked at me. “Really? You like that better than fucking?” To her daughter, she said, “Fucking is intercourse.”

“Oh, Mom,” my niece laughed. “Even I know that!” We all laughed. Hey, we were still all a bit nervous.

On screen, the guy has put the camera down behind them so that you can watch him mounting the young girl. Her legs are around his hips as he slides his dick up and down her pussy, giving her clit a good working over. My sister was rubbing her own pussy absent-mindedly, then she turned to me with a look of lust and longing in her eyes. I told her to lay back, then I positioned myself between her legs so that I could start eating her.

She was so fucking wet! As soon as my tongue touched her clit she started shivering and she placed her hands on my head to guide my actions. I reached my hand under her as and started fingering her pussy and butt hole at the same time. I don’t know if she’d ever had anal sex before, but her ass hole was tight and hot, but my finger was slick from her pussy juices. I glanced up at my niece, who was again looking between what was on screen and the live action.

On screen, the guy had finally entered the girl and was slowly fucking her. The girls hands were clenched on the guys back in (what I hope was) pleasure. My niece saw me looking at her (while I was still eating her mom), smiled, and started rubbing her own pussy. I stopped eating to ask her “Is that how you masturbate at home?”

She blushed, but nodded. “Do you ever stick your fingers or anything else in?” I asked. She shook her head no, and her mother said “Enough talk, mister. Go back to work!” and she pushed my head down.

Just as the guy on screen pulled out to come on the girls pussy, my sister started quivering and moaning, pushing my head into her pussy even harder. I started licking furiously, concentrating on her clit, and her moaning got louder. I heard my niece panting as well, but was unable to look at her because my sister wasn’t letting me up for anything. Soon, she squeezed her legs together, clamping my head between her thighs, and started bucking wildly. I pushed my thumb in her pussy, and my finger in her ass hole, as far as they would go. She came hard and loud, then finally let my head go.

I came up, gasping for air but smiling broadly. My niece was transfixed, watching the screen as a girl of about 16 was eating the pussy of another girl, probably 13 or 14 (a different clip). The girl getting eaten didn’t seem to be getting much out of it, but the 16 year-old certainly looked to be enjoying herself.

My niece looked at me and said “Girls do that to each other?”

“Sometimes,” I answered.

“Have you ever done that, Mom?”

“Once or twice, when I was younger,” she replied, smiling. “Would you like to try it?” I nearly choked at that.

“Maybe, we’ll see,” answered my niece. “First, I’d like to do that to him.” Another blow-job clip was on, and she was pointing at my cock as she said it. I looked at my sister, who shrugged, and I turned so that I could put one leg on each side of my niece.

“Okay, but go easy. Make sure you don’t use your teeth, and when I say stop, I mean stop.” I didn’t think she would react well to getting a mouth full of cum on her first blow-job.

My niece watched the screen a bit more, getting an idea of what to do. She reached over and tentatively grabbed my dick, now throbbing, and squeezed it a bit. I was in heaven. When she leaned over and kissed the head of my dick, getting a bit of pre-cum on her lips, I thought I would pass out. Suddenly, she popped about two inches into her mouth, and I nearly blew my load right then and there. Until, as I knew was inevitable, her teeth scraped hard across my glans.

“Ow, shit!” I cried. My niece stopped immediately, looking scared. My dick was already starting to wilt, and my sister, the bitch, was laughing her ass off.

“No teeth!” both my sister, still laughing, and I, almost crying, said together. My sister laid down so that her head was at my crotch, and she put her hand over her daughter’s so that they were both stroking my cock. I was already getting big again, so no harm, no foul.

“Let me show you,” my sister told her. “First, be very gentle with a man’s cock. It’s very sensitive, especially right here,” she said, biting gently just under the head. I jumped a little, but it didn’t hurt as much as it looked like it would. My sister gave me an evil grin, then said to her daughter, “Don’t bite until you have a little better idea what your man wants. Just lick,” she said, demonstrating, “and suck,” again, demonstrating. She held my cock towards my niece, encouraging her to try again.

My niece slowly licked my cock, instinctively starting at the base and slowly working her way up to the head (she’d seen that on one of the clips, so maybe it wasn’t instinctively after all), and when she got to the top she again put the first two inches in her mouth and sucked a little.

“Oh, god!” I moaned. “That is so much better.” My sister pumped my cock gently as her daughter continued to suck, then took it from her and sucked it some more herself. “Go a little deeper if you can, but don’t go to deep or you’ll gag. No guy wants you to puke on him.” My sister was doing a great job of demonstrating exactly what she meant, and my niece was doing an excellent job of following her instructions. Before long, my niece was able to get about four inches in. (I'm not huge, but I do go a respectable eight inches.)

If it hadn’t been for the near bite my niece gave me at first, I surely would have come already. So I guess it was for the best, because now I was enjoying a first: two women (okay, a woman and a child) sucking my cock at the same time. I caught my sister’s eye and motioned for them to slow down, so she gently pulled my cock from my nieces mouth. She nudged her daughter’s chin up, and when she had turned her face to her, she kissed her. I watched, transfixed, as their kiss turned more passionate, and their tongues started playing together.

Although I’d seen similar clips from the internet, nothing could compare to the eroticism of watching my sister and niece engaging in such a kiss. My sister guided her daughter’s hand to her tit, then she reached down to my niece’s pussy and started rubbing her. I rolled over so that I was behind my niece and started playing with her nipples, which were every bit as hard as her mother’s, though of course not as big.

My sister rolled over onto her back and pulled her daughter up between her legs, still kissing her. She pushed her head down, and my niece started sucking on first one, then the other, nipple. I played with myself, but only a little as I didn’t want to come just yet, watching intently. My sister pushed her daughter’s head lower, and my niece kissed down her stomach until she got to the hair line of her mother’s pussy. She looked up, and my sister smiled and nodded, and raised her legs up. My niece bent her head down and started licking her mother’s pussy, trying to mimick what I’d done just moments earlier.

The way she was positioned, my niece's ass was stuck up in the air and I could not resist. I moved behind her (the computer was all but forgotten now, so I set it aside) and started rubbing her slit. She wasn’t as wet as her mother had gotten earlier, but she was buttery and her pussy lips, though not as full as they would be when she grew up (as I would learn from first hand experience), were still puffy and soft. She twitched every time my fingers brushed against her clit, just as her mother was twitching from her tongue work. I stuck the tip of my finger in her tight pussy hole, and she let out a long sigh and stopped licking her mother’s cunt.

I gently worked more of my finger into her tight hole and continued rubbing her little nub, enjoying the effect it was having on her. The whole time my mind was practically screaming “This is your niece! And your sister!” I stretched out beside her and pulled her leg over my head so that I could finally taste this young girl’s virgin pussy. At the same time I could feel first one mouth then the other take my cock into it, with short breaks in between while they, I guessed, kissed.

I didn’t know who was who, but when I stopped licking just long enough to say “I’m going to come” I assumed the mouth that engulfed me was my sister. I came for the second time in half and hour (that’s right, only 30 minutes had passed), and felt my niece tense up as her pussy started clenching and unclenching. Then she started coughing and I knew it was her mouth I’d just come in! It wasn’t what I’d intended, but her mother thought it would be okay since I’d already came once and the second time wouldn’t be as much.