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 The widower's Tale: by (c) Hamilton Joyce.

   My wife Marie-Claire died of cancer and left me completely distraut for
several months.

   However, we males recover quickly and I soon tired of "spanking the
monkey" every night, and started to consider looking for a girl to remarry.
It would be difficult to match Marie-Claire of course, especially in her
appetite for sex (which we had cultivated together in our ten years of
marriage....  she had been only seventeen when we wed).  I did all the
usual things...joined the Conservative Party, the Tennis Club, the village
amateur dramatics, but all the best prospects were already taken, as it
were.

   So I decided what I really wanted was sex, and the idea of being free
without ties was very attractive, as long as plenty of nooky could be had!

   I read somewhere....  Playboy or some such...  about a guy who made a
point of propositioning every sexy woman he met.  He claimed he got a lot
of refusals, the occasional slapped face, but also a lot of pussy.  I'm a
confident sort of guy, and thought I would give it a try.

   It worked, and I gradually built up a hareem of neighbours' wives: the
first two conquests admitted they had felt sorry for me, having lost such a
beautiful and talented bride so young.  Later ones were the result of their
gossip at coffee mornings and so on, where I was discussed as a vigorous
and handsome stud.  I soon had six fairly regular little squeezes and
several others up for the occasional fling.

   So that went on swimmingly for almost two years, when it all changed.  I
fell in love!  Worse, the object of my affections was only fourteen.

   I had seen Linda round the village, of course, but it was not till early
summer when she took to wearing tight little tops showing bare midriff, and
either pleated mini-skirts, or even worse tight little high-cut shorts,
that I realised how sexy she was.  I started to fantasise about her long,
tanned legs, cute little-girl bum, blonde pony-tail, and above all those
lovely teenage breasts, so firm and I guessed bra-less under the tight
cotton.  While I was fucking women only ten or fifteen years older in fact,
it was always her sweet little honey-pot I was imagining.

   Our affair started the afternoon of my barbecue.  Marie Claire had
always given a party in December and a barbecue in July, and I kept the
tradition going.  I have a house with a big garden and a pool, and although
I'm no gardener (Jack Huggins from the village comes in two days a week,
just as his wife does the house two days).  I was lucky that year as my
chosen Saturday was baking hot, and the neighbours and friends came dressed
for a few hours by the pool.....  Including young Linda.

   Some of the women were ok in their bikinis or more modest swimsuits, and
quite a few of them I had seen naked in any case, but that little girl
outshone them all.  And she knew how to flirt too....  with me but with
other adult males, especially I noticed the well-built and hairy variety.
(That's me too).  I was not the only one with a bulge in his trunks, and I
was glad I had chosen a baggy knee-length style that would mask some of the
problem!

   You could see where she got her looks as her mother, Margot, was a
shapely blonde: I had not seen much of her as she was not into amateur
dramatics, politics, tennis etc, though she looked as if she might be up
for a bit of bed-wrestling.  It wouldn't do to annoy the father though, as
he was built like a wrestler himself, all muscle and hair.  Like their
lovely daughter they were dressed to leave little to the imagination....

   The daughter was wearing a pastel blue bikini, decent enough, but so
very provocative on such a beautiful young girl.  I swear you could see her
little upright nipples, and it was difficult to avoid staring at her
crotch, where a good imagination could almost make out the shape of
cunt-lips through the thin fabric.  She was lovely: and she knew it!

   It happened mid-way through the afternoon.  I had been drinking beer as
I laboured over the barbecue and needed a piss.  I had finished cooking,
and decided I would have a shower too....  the smoke is smelly and the fat
spits a bit.  I had my pee, had my shower and was just finishing drying
myself when the shower door opened.  It was Linda.  I was naked and facing
her.

   'Ooops!  Sorry!  I thought it was the loo.'

   But she did not step back, she did not avert her eyes, she just stood
there looking at me.  And I stood there looking at her, scarcely aware that
my cock was stiffening till it was fully erect, so hard it was nearly tight
to my hairy belly.

   It seemed an age, but it was probably less than a minute we stood there
looking at each other as if hypnotised, like rabbits in the car headlights.
Then there was the slightest, almost imperceptable movement towards me: I
stepped a pace forward: we were in each others' arms kissing.  I had an arm
around her, palm resting on her bottom, and I caressed it decently through
her swimsuit.  She, however, had no such qualms, and her little hand forced
between us to hold my cock as we kissed.  I slipped my hand into her bikini
bottom and found her little honey pot from the rear, as our tongues
intertwined, and she wriggled one bare leg between my nakedness.

   'Please Mark....  I want....  so much....'

   She did not say what she wanted, but it was pretty clear as my fingers
dabbled in an open and very juicy cunt.  I lifted her up and carried her
through to the bed, still holding her as we both collapsed onto it.  I
reached for the condoms.

   'No!  I'm on the pill.  I so hoped this would happen...  But be
gentle....  I've never.....'

   Glory be.  A lovely teenage virgin with the hots for me, and no need for
rubber overcoats.  Paradise!

   The Victorians always make a thing about virgins, and their erotic
stories usually describe blood and tears etc.  I've had a few myself and
for the most part there is no blood and certainly no tears.  Most of our
girls (at least the ones worth shagging) are active sportswomen, and that
hymen....  if it ever existed....  went long ago when horse-riding,
high-jumping or stretching to reach a hockey ball.  and in any case show me
a girl who as well as fiddling her clit with hot little fingers has not
slid a pencil, a candle, a carrot or even a cucamber uo into her teenage
honeypot and I'll show you a dull girl in a hundred!  No, the delight of a
virgin is emotional and intellectual: she is a girl you can mould and
shape, and in my case I take a particular delight in introducing them not
only to the main course, but also to all the little trimmings and
complaisances that lead to a full, happy and above all varied sex-life.  I
call this sexual education though stern Victorian moralists would probably
call it corrupting her, tut-tutting as they hypocritically shagged their
pre-teen street girls and boys before going home to a family house where
the maids and gardeners were fair game too.  Happy days!

   But all that was needed this afternoon was to fuck her.  No subtleties:
a hard cock up her cunt and in there enough time for her to want to come
back for more!

   'And I want you, my sweetie.  i've wanted you all this year.  You have
grown into such a lovely girl and these are so sexy now.....'

   I unclasped her bikini top which with no shoulder straps fell to the
shower-room floor.  I cupped a hand over one milk-white mound while I
leaned and nibbled a rose pink nipple between my soft lips.  I still had my
finger in her slit and could feel the juices flowing even more freely.

   'Let me, Linda.....'

   I slipped both hands beneath the waistband of her bikini bottoms and
slid them down.  They fell to the floor around her ankles and she stepped
out of them.  I held her a minute at arms' length so I could look at her
naked.

   On the cusp of woman-hood, but still something of the child in those
long, slender legs and her almost boyish hips, there was nothing boyish
about those tits!  Not as rounded as they would be when she was fully
grown: they had something conical about their shape, but they were firm and
proudly jutting, nipples erect already from my earlier caresses, and
jutting almost as if invisible threads were pulling them towards the
ceiling.  She had that firm, slightly rounded belly that I so love, so
feminine and so unlike the flat belly of a young boy (yes I like them too!)
Her tiny pubic fleece was a richer gold than the ash-blonde hair that was
tied back in a pony-tail with a pastel blue ribbon, the little triangle of
gold contrasting with the whitness of her skin where her bikini had
protected her from the sun.  Her breasts, too, were white, though there
were no ugly strap-marks spoiling the golden tan of her shoulders: her
bikini had no shoulder straps, and her tits were pert enough to support the
simple bra.  She smiled, faultless white teeth and full, almost sensual
lips, as she saw me admiring her and her piercing blue eyes lowered to look
at my cock, which was twitching in appreciation of her beauty with a drop
of precum hanging fragile from its eye.  She knew she was a little cracker,
a wet-dream, an object of desire, and she gloried in that awareness.

   I lifted her up bodily, cradling her smooth body against my hairyness,
and kissed her hard on the open mouth, before carrying her the few steps to
my bed.

   She lay there legs apart as I kissed her.  and as soon as I was lying on
top her ankles closed around my back.  I could still feel her tits against
my chest, and she was squirming against me.  This angel certainly wanted
her piece of paradise.  My cock found its own way into her wet slit, though
not yet through the inner lips.  Still kissing me hard and hugging me with
arms and legs she pushed against me and I felt my knob enter her.  The
kissing stopped!

   'Jeez, yes!  Oh yes!'

   I pushed and my cock went into her sliding easily, though I could feel a
muscled teenage vagina gripping it.  She kissed me, open-mouthed, and I
started fucking her.I made sure my body rubbed against her clitoris every
time I thrust in and starting slowly with powerful thrusts I gradually
increased.  There was no possibility of getting my hands or mouth on her
tits she was holding me so tight.  Her weight on my own arms around her was
not troublesome, and we had a glorious fuck.  I heard and felt her cumming
and speeded up, rewarded by a raking of nails down my back and a yell of
pleasure.  I worked her hard while her orgasm lasted, and then returned to
my long, slow sweeps.  She had a dreamy look in her eyes and a smile on her
lips.  She wanted to kiss and I obliged.

   This time it was quicker, and it was only a moment or two after her
first orgasm died back that she was cumming again.  I speeded up and was in
danger of cumming myself it was so good to feel her vagina gripping,
relaxing, gripping.  But I have a trick to hold it back....I count in
sevens, 217, 224, 231, 238 etc.  If its really exciting I count in 13s
which takes more concentration.

   Anyway, she came again, I slowed as before, and almost immediately she
was off again, panting and squeaking her ecstasy.This time I let my cock
rip and at the same time as her vagina was gripping my cock on its spasm, I
shot my load deep into her.

   We lay silent, my cock still twitching in her throbbing pussy.  We were
both astounded at our passion, at the force of our orgasms.

   Then she smiled, unlocked her ankles from my back, kissed me more
gently.

   'I knew it would be good, but no idea how good....'

   'Me too, my angel.'

   Her cunt expelled my cock and I rolled off her.

   'We should get back to the pool, or people might wonder where we are.'

   'I'd like a shower...'

   'I'd love to shower with you, Linda.  God I would!  But I better be
getting back.  You have your shower and join us later, looking fresh and
virginal.  You look so good in that bikini!'



   .......................................................................

   That evening I jerked off thinking about her.  It was unspoken, but
obvious that we would have more sex together: she loved it and I need it.

   There's a book called Les Liaisons Dangereuses....  Dangerous
Relationships....  in which a young virgin is seduced and then shown all
the little variations of sex before being introduced to the main real
perverted acts.  I pulled the book from my shelf and read a few of my
favourite passages.  As I masturbated I planned various scenarios for
Linda, starting with our next meeting, where it would be simple and
ordinary oral sex as a first step.

   In the morning there was a text on my phone from the girl herself,
saying how much she wanted to see me again (I laughed to myself at that
word "See"....still being a bit coy).  Would I be free in the afternoon,
after school about 4 o'clock.  I work at home ....I'm a writer....  so that
was ok.  My only concern was she should not be seen coming through the main
gates in her school uniform.  Could she use the back gate, which leads into
the footpath from the park, and make sure nobody sees her slipping through
the gate.  It would be unlocked for her.

   Immediate "OK, can't wait" from her, so I had a shower at three and just
slipped into a white silk dressing gown, reading that book again while I
waited in a deckchair on the verandah.

   'Hello Mark.'

   I looked up, and there she was, a vision in her so-sexy school uniform.
She was great in a bikini, greater still naked, but that uniform triggers
so many fantasies in a red-blooded male!  she stood there, looking almost
shy, hands clasped in front of her as if hiding her little honeypot.  Her
blue school blazer was almost masculine, as too was the white cotton shirt
and striped blue and white school tie.  There was a charming little badge
on her lapel that read "Prefect", and her tits were just big enough to give
that ensemble some feminine shape.  The rest was most un-masculine, and
completely spoiled the a-sexual appearance the school was presumably trying
to cultivate in its just-nubile teelnage girls.  Her shoulder-length hair,
in a pony tail yesterday, was full, flowing and shining in the sun today,
and her legs looked long, tanned and sexy in that short grey skirt.  Even
the court shoes and white cotton socks were sexy to this lover of teenage
girls.

   I jumped up from my chair and stepped towards her.  Those
pussy-protecting arms opened to welcome my embrace, and almost before I
could greet her I was in her arms again, mouth to mouth in an open-mouthed,
wet kiss, passionate with touching tongues.  I felt her hands on my bum,
feeling for my muscles through the thin silk, and my hand, too, was up
under that short skirt and finding to my surprise not regulation cotton
knickers, but silky little panties.  I felt her bottom through them, saving
the pleasures of her pussy for later.

   'let's go to the pool and enjoy the sun while we've got it.'

   'I haven't got my cossie......oh, silly me.  We won't need them, will
We.'

   It only took me a split second to strip, of course, and my cock was full
of promise for her; the school uniform and the feel of a firm little bottom
under silk had looked after that.  She took a bit longer, folding her
clothes carefully, and giving me an eyeful of the most delightful grown-up
lingerie.  I love "school knickers" when I get a chance to see them in all
their glory, but there is something about a naive thirteen year old girl in
the sort of bra and panties a sophisticated woman-about-town might chose.
And these were really delightful, flimsy, fine grey silk with just a tiny
trim of white lace.  The bra hugged her breasts, a perfect fit, but you
could see they did not need any support from the cups, and the fabric was
fine enough to show her nipples already erect.  Her panties, too, were tiny
and very silky, and they too hid nothing of the shape of her sweet
honey-pot: I thought I could see the outline of swollen cunt-lips under
them to match her puffy nipples, and surely that was a minute dark, damp
spot?  She knew how good she looked and stood there, not posing but
completely little girl natural, a bit shy perhaps.  As I looked at her and
my crotch twitched in anticipation of pleasures to come and her eyes were
not exactly down-cast, but probably focussed on my cock!

   'What beautiful lingerie my dear.  It looks a million dollars.'

   'They are nice, aren't they.' She felt her breasts with both hands and
then ran those slender little fingers down over silk-cad hips.  'I bought
them with my birthday money, but have to hide them at home as I'm sure my
Mum wouldn't approve.  This is the first time I've worn them away from my
bedroom, especially for you, Mark.'

   'My angel!  But you don't need pretties to look fantastic: I saw you
nude yesterday, and I'll never forget that!.  Not ever!'

   'OK.  I get it!' she laughed and reached behind to undo the catch, and
there were those just-right teenage tits.  A wriggle of the hips as she
stepped out of the panties, and there was that lovely triangle of golden
fine-hair, and yes the lips were pouting for me!  'There you are!  That's
what you want, isn't it?'

   'I want.  Come here on the airbed with me.....'

   I had planned out what I would do in my evening reveries, but it was
wholly natural that I should kiss her lips,and then as she lay on her back
with her legs slightly open kiss first one nipple and then the next.  They
stiffened under my lips and I spent minutes, tonguing and nibbling her,
squeezing her breasts gently, feeling their silky firmness.  Now licking
down her body, so-slightly salty, and with a pointed tongue into her navel.
She giggled.  'That tickles'.

   Her belly button tasted of spices and I licked round and round, still
fondling her tits though.  I could feel her legs open just a bit wider. 
Good.

   Tonguing down now, over her tanned belly, through that golden fleece,
and, pulling the lips apart with both hands I planted an-open-mouthed kiss
full on her cunt.

   She flinched at that.

   'Oh no, Mark.  How can you......'

   But her voice tailed off as I nibbled her clitoris with pursed lips, and
then circled it with my tongue.  As I tongued her I managed to look up,
past her pert breasts to her face, and watched as her eyes first went
dreamy with pleasure and then she closed them.  I reached for her breasts
with one free hand and played gently with an erect nipple, my palm pressing
and caressing the silky mound.  I held her cunt lips apart with my right
hand and licked her clitoris.  Every time I pulled at it with pursed lips
she gave a little squeak and her hips rose.  The scent of aroused girl was
everywhere as her juices flowed and I chose my moment to slide a finger up
into her honey-pot.  Another little squeak, and two hands on my head
pressing my face even harder into her crotch.  I turned her slightly on her
side and tip-tapped at her anus with one hand while my other finger
masturbated her vagina in time with my lapping tongue.  She was close now
and her hips were moving up and down in an imitation of fucking.  When she
came you could tell it was all-embracing, earth-shattering as she panted,
squealed, grunted, and her vagina gripped, released, gripped again my
probing finger.  I considered slipping a finger into her arse, but decided
to save that for another time.

   Her orgasm died down, and I rested there, face between her thighs,
kissing the inside of her thigh where the skin was silkiest, hardly
sun-tanned at all.

   'That was lovely, Mark.  The best...but do you really....'

   Her voice tailed off as I kissed her clit again.

   'Please no, Mark.  it's gone sensitive....'

   I kissed her on her mouth again.

   She giggled.  'I can taste me on you, Mark....'

   'Suck my cock, Linda....'

   'Oh, Mark.  No.  I couldn't....'

   She looked down at that so-masculine weapon, tall and raw-looking at the
top.  It was exciting all right.....but to suck it?  She couldn't.  Men
pissed through it!  No.

   'Well at least kiss it then, For me, my angel.  Just kiss it.'

   She leaned forward and tentatively kissed the knob.  As she drew back
again a thin thread of precum stretched between her lips and my cock,
stretching thinner and thinner until it broke.  She licked her lips.  It
didn't taste at all.  She leaned over again, and this time kissed it with
more open lips, almost letting it enter her mouth.

   'That's lovely, Linda.  You can't know how good it feels.' I ran my
fingers through her shining hair, and gently forced her head downwards. 
the knob slipped into her mouth.

   The girl thought to herself that if he can bring himself to lick me down
there when I'm all wet and sticky, the least I can do is tongue him if that
feels so good to him.  She licked up and down the front of his cock and was
rewarded by hearing him groan with pleasure.

   'Oh, sweetie, that's so good.  That's just right!  There at the top. 
just underbthe edge of my knob, that's where it feels best.'

   Bravely, she allowed the cock to enter her lips, or at least the flaming
red knob, and licked at the place, again hearing that gutteral, male groan.
She loved giving him pleasure, and really the cock felt rather nice in her
mouth, warm, smooth, and yet so steely hard inside.  She let it slip
further into her mouth, and at the same time he raised his hips a bit with
the result the knob touched the top of her throat.  She gagged!

   'sorry, darling.  I'm a bit long for you.  If you hold it round the base
with your lovely hand then it won't go so deep.  She did this, and found it
very pleasant really to bob her head up and down while fluttering her
tongue up and down the front of his cock, where she had just learned it was
most sensitive.  He had his hands on her head now, and she could feel his
fingers in her silky hair, slipping a bit as her head moved.  She looked up
at him as she sucked, making eye contact.

   He looked down at her, blonde hair falling over her tanned shoulders,
and her blue eyes almost laughing as she pleasured him: there was something
of almost reverence in them too as she savoured this very symbol of
masculinity for the first time.  He reached down, and just managed to reach
a breast, which he fondled again, nipples still erect.  He would cum soon.
Should he warn her so she could draw back and have it splash on face and
tits, or should he catch her by surprise so she took the first jet straight
in the mouth?

   He wanted her to learn to suck and swallow, of course, so he just let it
rip!  He felt the orgasm mounting, and then the release.  He watched her
eyes as the cum spurted, and saw the sudden questionning, momentary panic,
and then that lovely little-girl dreamy look again.

   Linda was not prepared for it, and there was a moment of panic as she
felt her mouth fill with hot, silky cum.  Then it was ok, as she swallowed
and decided she rather liked it, so smooth, almost tasteless, a bit salty
perhaps, and not warm....  must be same temperature as her mouth of course.
Lordy!  There was lots, and she had to swallow several times before he
stopped spurting.

   As the cock rested motionless in her mouth she felt a sort of pride. 
That was really grown-up!  Now she was a cock-sucker.  And better still, it
was good.

   'A swim, darling, and then the rest of the afternoon in bed?'

   ........................................................

   She lay beside me on the bed.  It was dusk and she would have to be
going home soon.  Her hand rested on my crotch and I was idly stroking her
breast.  after a long, happy silence...

   'I love your body, Linda.  You've fantastic breasts, so small, and
firm....'

   'And I love yours, Mark, so masculine and strong.'

   Another long silence.

   'How old is your brother?  Jason isn't it?'

   'Ten minutes older than me.  We are twins.  I thought you knew....'

   'Fourteen then.  You fancy him?'

   'You're dreadful, Mark!  He's my brother.' She laughed, though.

   'Why not?  He's very good looking.  Beatiful like all your family.'

   'You say such nice things!' She leaned over and kissed me lightly on the
tip of my nose.  'And he probably does fancy me.  Sometimes he looks at me
like....  well you know....  like you always do!  And once he opened the
bathroom door when I was drying myself and he must have seen me naked!'

   'I'll bet that wasn't an accident.  The lad had probably been planning
it for weeks....plucking up courage.'

   'You men!'

   'Imagine him laying there in his lonely bed jerking away and remembering
his lovely sister's body.......'

   'You think.......?'

   'I'm sure.'

   Another long silence.

   'He is rather dishy.....in a way.....'

   'I thought you'd fancy him, Linda....'

   'Doesn't matter really as there's no way.....'

   'You'd love it.  I remember how randy I was at fourteen, could cum, cum
and cum again.  Over and over.'

   'You're not bad now, lover'

   Again the kiss on the end of my nose, and a little squeeze of my cock.

   'That's because you've got lovely tits.  and the viagra....'

   'A nice compliment spoiled....'

   'It would be really easy for you...  I'm sure he wants you.'

   'I could hardly go up to him and say "Shag me Jason!" '

   'In the middle of the night take your nightie off and creep into his
room.  Slip into his bed naked and say you're frightened.  Just had a
horrible nightmare.  When he feels you bare against him he'll react.  You
may have to do all the work first time, though.  And it won't last long!'

   'I may just try it....'

   ................................................................

   As soon as I heard her footsteps on the gravel path I shut down the
laptop and closed it: in fact I had done very little writing so far,
sitting in the sun by the pool, waiting for her to drop by as she always
did Saturday mornings.

   My heart leaped as she came from the rose-arch, slim-waisted and so
beautiful in a white cotton dress that flowed about her long, tanned legs
as she walked, and tight across her shapely little breasts.  She had her
blonde hair tied back in a simple pony tail and looked so happy.  She
looked innocent too, a virginal young girl, teenage still: but I knew
better!  That young and innocent exterior hid a little nympho with all the
lusts, and some of the experience, of a woman in her forties.  I was
training her so well!

   She almost skipped towards me, and stood beside me, hips pushed
provocatively forward, smiling, almost laughing as the word bubbled out.

   'I did it!  I did it, Mark, and it was just like you said.  It was
great!'

   'Tell me!'

   She was too excited to sit down and the words came out in a rush.

   'I waited till nearly twelve, by which time I was very horny as you know
I can be.  So I took off my nightie and crept along the corridor.  His door
was open a bit and I could just see him on his bed, in his pyjamas fast
asleep, and not under the sheet at all.  When I closed the door it was
pitch black and I couldn't see anything, but there was nothing between me
and the bed, and I got there without stumbling.  I lay on the bed very
gently so as not to wake him, and felt him turn over onto his side facing
me so I must have disturbed him a bit.  But he was still breathing evenly
and I took him in my arms and pressed myself against him.....  I wished he
was naked.  My heart was beating and I was all squishy down here....

   'I pulled him close to me and he started to say something but I
whispered into his ear that I had a nightmare and was very frightened and
would he hug me.'

   'He did, with his arms around me, and I could feel his chest against my
breasts and his hand on my bottom.'

   ' "You haven't any nightclothes on, Sis."

   ' "I never do in summer, and I was so scared I just ran out.  Hug me
close, Jason."

   'And he did, and by now he was stroking my bottom and up to my waist.  I
could feel his cock hard, and it must have been sticking out of the front
of his pyjamas as it felt hot against my belly.  I pushed him over on his
back and kissed him on his lips.  I felt him flinch for a moment, but then
he was kissing me and stroking my back and shoulders as well as my bottom.
I was really juicy now....you know how I get....and it was easy for me to
move so his knob was exactly right, and when I pushed down a bit he slipped
right into me.  We were still kissing but I could feel him gasp as it went
up me.  I made sure I gripped and released, gripped and released like
you've taught me, Mark, so as to make it nice for him.  Then I stopped
kissing, lifted myself a bit, and started to fuck him.  He was just
whispering over and over again, "Jeez, jeez, jeez...." and it must have
been only a couple of minutes and I knew he was coming inside me.  I fucked
him until I could tell he had finished, and I lay down on him again and
kissed him.

   'That was lovely, Jason, and I'm not scared any more.  But keep on
hugging me, it feels so nice.'

   'We told each other how nice it had been, how much better than jerking
off (he was amazed that I jerked off too as he thought only boys did), and
his cock was still up me so I said he could fuck me again.  This time he
was on top and he took longer so I came properly.  It was really good.....

   'You're right; he fucked me four times that night, and I should have
gone back to bed but we both fell asleep.  Luckily the blackbird outside
the window woke me at dawn, and I woke Jason again.  This time I had his
pyjams off and could caress him naked.  Oh!  He's not been cut by the way,
and is much, much smaller than yours of course.  But it shows it doesn't
have to be big to give a girl pleasure as I came twice more while he did me
again, the second time me kneeling and him up me from behind and pulling at
my clit the way I love.

   'And I can see you're randy listening to me, you dirty old man.'

   She tweaked at my hard cock inside, or mostly inside my speedos, and
pulled them down over my thighs.

   I grabbed her and bent her over.  As I suspected she had no bra, and
only a tiny white thong.  I pulled the narrow silk aside and stuck my cock
up into her.  This was our first fuck of the day, and I only brought her
off twice before I was having the biggest orgasm for weeks, really emptying
my balls.

   ....................................................

   For the next two weeks or so it went splendidly.  Linda was fucking and
sucking her twin brother every night and often during the day too, getting
a real appetite for it, and at least a couple of times a week managed to
slip across the village to my place for some more serious full-grown-cock.
And then....

   'We can't do it properly today I'm afraid.  I've got my period.  But I
love sucking you off.'

   'That'll be nice, sweetie-pie.  Do you use a pad or tampon?'

   'Tampon.'

   'Then there's something else if you want to try it out.  Bit kinky
though.'

   I had been waiting for this moment as being the best time to move the
girl's sexual education along.  We had made great strides...  fucking, oral
both ways, more than one partner, incest even, but now was the moment to
start on those comparatively minor variations.....

   'Let's go for it, Mark.  I don't mind if it's kinky!'

   'Bedroom, then.'

   Bneath her summer dress, a full-flowing thin affair with splashes of
purple and brown...not a pretty design, but made up for by those long bare
legs, cute little bum, tiny waist, and of course the lovely firm tits,
beneath it was very little.  As she stripped, it was just a black thong,
with a very narrow strip covering her arse, dividing those delicious
cheeks. She giggled when I showed her the strap-on.  I had deliberately
sorted out the biggest I have, and black too.  Very realistic with it's
rubber veins and large purple-ish knob it was the biggest I can comfortably
take, a lot broader than my own cock, as part of the plan was to show her
how a bottom can take a really big cock up it.

   She was giggling as I fastened the straps around her waist and the tops
of her thighs.  When I had done I gave it a flick with my hand so it jerked
and wobbled.

   'Now, my angel, you are going to fuck me with it....'

   'You can't....  I mean, really?  It's so big.  Won't it hurt?'

   'I love it, but we'll need plenty of this.' I squirted lube onto it and
wanked it up and down to spread the jelly before kneeling on the bed so my
arse was just about over the edge.  'Now spread it on my arse too, darling.
Yes, like that, but stick your finger up so there's a bit just inside.  Oh,
yes!  That feels good already.'

   She was giggling, naughty girl!  'I can't believe this.  You really want
me to do you with this great big thing.'

   'Just push it in, darling.  You'll see!'

   I felt the familiar pressure of the dildo against my anus, and was
careful not to flinch, let alone squeak or swear as it popped suddenly in.
I must admit it did hurt for a second or two despite all the times I've
been shagged.....  it was after all larger than any cock I have had up me!
She pushed till it was wholly in, and I felt her thighs against my bum.

   'Is that all right?'

   'Great!  Now fuck me, darling girl.'

   And she did with all the vigour of an athletic young teen.  After a
couple of minutes I was really enjoying it as, I assume, my prostate was
pummelled.  She seemed to find it amusing too, as she occasionally giggled.
(She giggled and laughed a lot this girl, and it was one of the things I
really liked about her.  The other things were round, pert and firm!)

   I was pleased when she reached under me and found my cock nice and
hard....

   'I can see you really are enjoying it, Mark?  That's a lovely
hard-on.... Am I fucking you fast enough?'

   'As hard and fast as you want....'

   After a few minutes I had enough and said she should stop.  Luckily
there was not much mess on the dildo and none on my arse when I wiped it
with a tissue.  I undid the straps.

   'Now, Linda, I'd like to slide my cock into your cute little bottom:
I'll be everso gentle.  Let me open you up a bit.  Here, hug me and kiss.'

   As we embraced I pulled the thin blck cloth aside, spread some lube on
her anus and slid one finger up her.

   'You haven't got the g-spot us men have up there, but it can be nice all
the same.  Kiss me harder!'

   As I massaged her arsehole, finger in and out, and felt her relax.  Time
for two fingers, and then three.  I told her I had three fingers in her.

   'Is that all right?'

   'It doesn't hurt and if you like it, Mark......'

   'My three fingers are wider than my cock, so that should be ok too, and
I really want to show you how to do it that way.....  '

   I don't like hurting girls, or young boys come to that, which is why I
am content that gym and sports remove that annoying barrier of virginity
from most teenage and even pre-teen girls before they are are of interest
to the predatory male, and why I actually prefer a boy who has had some
experience of sex to one whose arse has never accommodated anything broader
than mummy's thermometer.  I hate tears and sobbing, and enjoy at least a
complacent tolerance of my prick.

   And there were no tears with this little beauty!

   Linda had some trepidation as her lover arranged her on the bed,
kneeeling with a couple of pillows under her belly, her knees as wide
spread as they would go.  She was aware of him positioning himself between
her legs, and then his hands on her buttocks parting them with a gentle
pressure.  She heard him mutter "Beautiful!  So lovely!" and wondered what
he could find lovely in a sight of this even more secret place than her
cunt.  Then some more lubricant spread into her crack and worked gently
into the hole: she felt fingers softly enter her again, and it was not too
bad really.  The fingers were withdrawn, and there was now the pressure of
what she knew to be his knob.  The feling of this pushing on the outside
was rather nice, and she relaxed.  He must have sensed this because he
pushed, and the knob was in her....

   It hurt!  She didn't scream, but buried her head in the bed's bolster.
The sudden pain soon went, but it still hurt a bit as she felt the shaft
slide into her, and when she felt his thighs against her bum she knew it
must be completely up her, the whole terrible length!

   He knew better that to ask her if it was ok.  He knew it would be
hurting.  He could remember his first time, in the teacher's storeroom, and
had introduced more than one boy and girl to anal sex in the years of
freedom before his marriage.  So he fucked her gently but with regular
rhythm.

   Gradually the pain abated for her.  It was not really pleasant, not as
nice as having it in her mouth and nowhere near as good as in her pussy,
but she now knew she could tolerate it.  If it gave her man pleasure, and
it obviously did, then he could fuck her bottom, perhaps only when she had
her period.....

   Mark knew a lot of his pleasure and excitement was psychological.  It
was good to have such a nubile and attractive girl submitting to him so
totally and anal sex was the symbol of this submission even more than oral.
He also knew the sooner this first episode was over the better: he
remembered from his first time how once the pain had passed it had just
been very, very boring as Mr Blenkinsop had fucked on and on and on and on.
So he speeded up and let his orgasm build until he was ready to empty his
cum into her bottom.

   She felt his movement in and out decrease and finally stop, and then his
lips on her neck, kissing her there as her anus expelled his half-hard
cock. He was so good to her.....

   ................................................

   A fortnight or so later:

   'Did I ever tell you I like boys as well as girls; I'm a real bisexual.'

   'No you didn't, Mark but I guessed.'

   'You girls are good guessers....'

   'It's pretty obvious, given that you like being fucked in the arse, and
you certainly liked doing me that way.  And I've seen you looking at boys
like you and lots of men look at me.  And you're very interested in what
Jason does with me!  Anyway, I think I'm bi as well: I sometimes think
about girls.'

   'Gay, lesbian, bi and hetero are just labels in any case.  I think most
men and women can fancy their own sex as well as the opposite.  What do you
think of Maddy Phipps?'

   'She's lovely, just my type in fact.  You know she was in the New
Zealand or Aussie swimming team for some Olympics or something?  She's very
friendly with my Mummy and that's how I know.'

   'I didn't know that, but I'm not surprised as she's obviously super-fit.
Lovely body!  Though not as lovely as yours, my little angel.  Maddy could
fuck for Australia.  But then you could too!'

   'Don't stop doing that.  I love it!'

   I was idly fingering her clit and vagina with one hand and (of course) a
breast with the other.  I didn't stop either!

   'And you're right about your brother: I really do lust after him.  If
you could get him to come over here with you you could have your clit
sucked at the same time as you're being fucked.  They say that sends a girl
wild....  And we could both suck him hard for the second course!'

   'I can believe it, I mean it sends a girl wild.  I'll see what he says.
Now stick that thing of yours up me again: you've teased me enough, Mark.'

   ......................................

   I had been on tenterhooks all morning.  Would he come or would he not?

   It was another warm day and I was sitting by the pool, decent in Bermuda
shorts, when I heard their voices and more than one pair of shoes on the
gravel path.  My heart leaped as I saw them emerge from the rose-alley,
hand in hand.  Two leggy blondes, she in sawn-off jeans shorts making a
pretty vee tight at her crotch, he in ugly almost knee length khaki shorts,
but with the loveliest smooth, tanned, bare chest.  She was so lovely with
her short, pastel-blue top jutting out from pert teen tits and showing an
inch or so of tanned belly but he was incredibly sexy with his shy grin and
pretty little-boy nipples.  I Got up from my chair to greet them, and Linda
kissed me while her brother stood wondering what he should do.  To have
kissed him too would have been great.  Later!

   'I told Jason we're nudists here.'

   The naughty girl had kicked her sandals off and was unzipping her
shorts. I was naked in seconds, and I saw Jason looking at my cock,
standing fully hard in anticipation (and, yes, I had taken viagra for this
fuck-fest!).  His sister and I were naked while he was still fiddling with
the button at his waist, but with a shy grin he dropped his shorts and I
was able to see the boy naked.

   Linda and I lay on the airbed looking up at Jason.  One day the boy
would be sturdy, you could see that.  But at thirteen...  or was it
fourteen....  he still had the slender legs and arms of a boy, though there
were some muscles to his shoulders.  Like his sister, and probably with her
I guessed (!) he had been sunbathing naked, and even his cock was a
handsome tanned brown.  My eyes naturally went to his cock, which I
reckoned to be about half-hard, the knob just peeping pink from his
foreskin, and it looked as if fully erect it would be about five inches. 
One day he would be really hung if he went on like that, but even now he
would tickle a female pussy or a male arse nicely with it.  I've been
fucked by grown men with less, and enjoyed it too.  He had a lovely little
triangle of pubic hair, like his sister just a bit more golden than the
ash-blonde locks on his head.  His balls were still hairless, or if there
was a fuzz it was too light for me to make out.....  I would later, with my
lips!  He stood there, a bit shy, but smiling.

   'Come on Jason.  Plenty of room here.' His sister beckoned him and
patted the bed beside her.

   So there we were, three-in-a-row, side-by-side.  I was first to fondle
her but Jason was not far behind.  I had her tits to play with, but he was
already dabbling in her near-open cunt.I reached over her with one
out-stretched arm and stroked the boy's chest and nipple at the same time
as I enjoyed his sister's tits.  He made no complaint or even comment,
which was very encouraging.....

   'Mark, I told Jason what I want most.  So whose going to suck and who's
going to fuck me?'

   'I'll fuck you, sis....  You suck her, Mr Kuyper.'

   That was ok by me, at least as a starter.  I was full of viagra, and I
know how good teens are at repeating, so there was no hurry to be first.  I
arranged us for her first threesome.  She had to be on her side, just
slightly on her belly, with me a bit underneath, my mouth on her crotch. 
Like this it was easy, once I had started sucking, for him to lay on his
side and slide it in her from the back.  He fucked in a steady rhythm, not
too fast and not in a hurry to cum.....  she must have taught him a lot in
their daily and nightly teach-ins.  I reckon, though, it was my tongue that
made her cum first more than his cock.

   He fucked on steadily through her orgasm, and I was able to feel his
cock and balls a bit, sticky from her flowing juices.  Also from time to
time I had a feel of his hips and lovely firm buttocks.  Inches from my
face that pretty little cock was sliding in and out: I tried to get my
tongue to it but in our position I could not quite reach.  Later!  I
marvelled at how stiff and erect her clit could get when truly aroused, and
satisfied myself with nibbling at it while I stroked the crack around it
with soft fingers.  She came again, this time making much more noise.

   'Don't cum yet, Jason.  Let's double plug her.  You have her cunt, and
I'll have her arse.

   'Oh yes.....I wondered what it would be like to have a cock in both
places....how do we do it?'

   'You get astride him, Linda.  Slide onto it.  That's right!  Now lean
right over him.  See...  your bottom is just right for me to do this.... 
Don't move either of you for a second.....'

   It was a lovely sight, her smooth back, tiny waist and almost boyish
bottom as she crouched, and him with a look of concentration on his young
face, and tanned arms locked around her waist.

   'Ouch!  No, don't stop.  I was just surprised.'

   It was uncomfortable crouched over her, but I loved the thought of how
her 'education' was developing: threesome, double-plugging, incest.  Great!
She was not moving, and I doubt if Jason could with the weight of two
bodies over him.  But I was able to slide my cock in and out her arse very
easily: she was used to fucking there now.
Jason murmured 'It's good, sis.  It's good when you squeeze on it like

that.'

   And Linda, 'It's as good as they say.  It doesn't hurt at all, and it
makes my pussy lovely and tight.'

   I worked away at her, and she came again.  I could feel her anus
gripping my cock with each twitch of her orgasm.

   'Stop for a bit, guys.  I need a rest.  I've never cum so much, and want
a break for a bit.'

   'Aw!  Sis!  I aint cum yet!'

   'Plenty of time.  Anyway, I want to watch you two guys play.  I never
seen guys do it.  It's dead sexy.  I often think about it, and it would be
good to see my two favourite guys.'

   'You fuck me in my arse, Jason.  I love it, and you can cum in there.'

   'Jeez, Mr Kuyper, I'm not gay.'

   'Nor am I, Jason, but I really love being fucked in the arse.  Come on!
You've a lovely hard-on.'

   Linda was rubbing lube into my bottom as I knelt upright on the bed
beside him, and then giggled as she greased up his little cock.

   'There!  All ready.  Kneel down on all fours, Mark.'

   'I'm not sure about this!'

   Jason may not have been sure, but his cock certainly was as it glistened
from the mixture of his sister's juices and the slippery lubricant.  I
swear it was twitching in anticipation as I looked back over my shoulder. A
hand on each arse cheek I pulled them apart.

   'Oh do get on with it, Jason.  I've been up him with a strap-on and he
really does appreciate it.  Anyway, I want to see two guys fuck.  I may
never get another chance.'

   I felt the pessure of his cock-head a bit too low in my crease, and I
lowered my arse a bit for him.  Now it was just right, and in the exact
right place it just slid in like butter.

   'I can't believe I'm doing this!'

   'But what does it feel like, Jason?' She was whispering in her brother's
ear, and feeling his arse as he fucked me.

   'It's good!'

   He was going at it hard now, and I knew he would not last long.

   'I'm going to try this.....'

   'Jeez, no, Sis.....'

   'What are you doing to him, Linda?'

   'I've lubed his arse and I'm finger fucking him while he does you.'

   'And it doesn't feel at all bad.  Oh My God!  That's good, Sis.  You'll
make me cum.  Jeez!  Yes........'

   A series of thusts so vigorous they nearly knocked me flat and he was
pumping his cum deep inside me, until we finally collapsed, me on my belly
and Jason laying on my back, cock still throbbing and twitching up me. 
Linda hadn't stopped masturbating his arse!

   'Is that still nice, Bro?'

   'Don't stop, Sis.  There's a place up there you keep finding.....'

   'Just here?' She had two fingers up him, and must have been pressing on
his prostate gland.

   'Jeez yes.'

   'If you like that, you should let Mark fuck you.  He's good!  I know.'

   'He's fucked you in the arse?'

   'Sure!'

   'You want to fuck me, Mark?'

   'More than anything just now!'

   He pulled his cock out, and was kneeling beside me.  Linda had some more
lube on her fingers and was spreading it in his arse-crack.

   I grabbed a couple of pillows and slid one under his belly, the other
for his head....  often a good idea to have something to bite on when your
cherry is popped!  Linda was still doing him with her fingers, and it was
simplicity itself to gently replace her hand with my knob.  I doubt if he
much noticed the difference as I slid my shaft into him.  When I was fully
inserted, my hairy thighs against his smooth buttocks, I paused a second to
caress that lovely tanned butt, and admire his flawless back.

   'Fuck him, Mark!  I can see he wants it.'

   Linda lay down in front of her brother her legs wide open, and shuffled
her bum up the bed till her sweet honey pot was close to his face.  As I
started to fuck him I saw him tonguing his sister's clit while she held her
cunt lips open for him with thumb and forefinger.  Laying like that you
could see the full glory of trim young tits and slightly rounded,
sun-tanned belly.  I shagged the boy hard, sometimes slapping his arse
gently.  I knew this first time there was no need to make it last, and in
fact it would be better for me to come quickly: I could remember my first
time, a bit younger than Jason, and how finally it had been boring as my
seducer ploughed on and on and on.

   So I speeded up and soon unloaded into his bottom.  The start of a
lifetime of bisexual pleasures for the lucky lad!



   ........................................................

   Jasper Middleton lay awake worrying about the Labello Logistics
contract: it was up for renewal and the negotiations were even more complex
and fraught than usual.  He even considered getting up and making some
notes though he could see the clock said 2 am.  It was a lovely night and
the huge full moon shone directly into his window lighting up the room.  It
must be the Harvest Moon he thought.  Well at least he had a happy and
beautiful family!  His mind turned to his two children, Jason and Linda. 
It was great how close they had become, friends, and they seemed so happy
in each other's company.  It was lovely to see them walking in the garden
hand-in-hand.  And his wife Margot was so very happy too, bubbling with
enthusiasm and always smiling, even laughing a lot.  She had a gift for
friendship and was very close to Maddy Phipps, obviously loved to be with
her.  He hoped they were having a good time in Paris.  A sudden more
negative thought entered his head....suppose they were lovers!  He shook
his head and rejected it: Margot was too straight for that, and not
highly-sexed nowadays.  They did not have sex as much now as they used to,
but that was entirely natural, and when they did the sex was still
good....for both of them.

   The musing about his family drove thoughts of business from him and
gradually he lapsed into a half-sleeping, half-waking state.

   margot was holding him in her arms and he could feel her firm breasts
against his back, her belly pressed against his bum.

   Then he woke with a start.  margot was in Paris, and if this was not his
wife then it must be his....  'Oh My God!'

   Linda felt him wake fully and whispered in his ear, 'I didn't want to
wake you, Daddy, but I was so afraid.  I had a horrible horrible horrible
nightmare and was so scared.  Hug me, Daddy.  I'm still shivering.'

   'My angel, my little treasure.' He turned over to face her and took her
in his arms.  Now her naked breasts were pressed against his bare chest,
and he felt her slip a smooth leg between his hairy thighs.  She had her
arms around him too and one hand was on his bottom, pulling him close.

   Her face was close to his and he could feel her breath on his cheek as
she whispered again, 'I was so frightened, Daddy, but you're so strong and
reassuring.'

   Now her cheek was resting on his, and he was aware that his hand was
resting on her naked bottom.  Jeez!  She was naked!  This had got to stop!
His cock was hard and he was sure she could feel it as she lay half on top
of him now, legs astride him, one of them bent the other straight.  He was
about to tell her to go back to her own bed now she was calmed down when he
was silenced by her mouth on his.  And as they kissed his hand almost with
a will of its own moved over her shoulder and down to cup one of her
beautiful breasts.

   Linda knew she had him now, and slid a hand between them to open her
cunt lips and place his knob exactly under her vagina.  Now all she had to
do was push downwards, and it slid easily in.

   Again any protest was silenced by the passion of her lips on his.

   It was too late now, and he just lay back while she wriggled and moved
up and down on him, sliding that cock in and out.

   Oh no!  He was going to cum.  He tried to push her off, but she was a
strong girl and she kept on top of him as he came, and when he had finished
whispered in his ear.  'I've wanted that so long, Daddy, and now I know how
good it is.'

   'And I've looked at you as you've got more beautful each day, my angel.'


   'Well now do me properly, on top of me: you're still hard and we can
just roll over with you still up me....'

   'There, there!  It's all right....'

   Linda could feel her father's cock stiffening and pressing into her, and
knew she would get what she wanted this night.

   Jasper Middleton could see his daughter's back in the moonlight, and it
was her shapely bottom and lovely flawless back that was making him hard,
that and the feel of her tits.  He had wanted her for months but hardly
dared to admit it to himself.  In her bikini she had been so sensationally
sexy, and now she was naked even....  He tried to move so his cock was not
touching her, but she just pulled him closer and, beyond hope, suddenly her
lips were on his.  As they kissed his tongue entered her mouth at the same
moment as his cock entered her pussy.  He thought how slender, even fragile
she seemed and raised himself on his elbows as he fucked her.  She pulled
him back down onto her.

   'I like to feel your weight on me Daddy, it's so strong and manly, and
your hairy chest against my tits.  I'm not breakable!  Fuck me as hard as
you want.  Faster!  Faster!'

   Sex had never been as good as this he thought as her rhythmic grunts
rose to a crescendo and told him she was coming.  But this time he was in
complete control and he fucked on through her orgasm and out the other
side. Her finger nails in his back would have been painful if it were not
for the pleasure her body was giving him, and she now had her legs around
him too, ankles locked behind his back.

   She came four times in all, and he came to coincide with the last one.

   'I'd love a cigarette now, Daddy!'

   'I didn't know you smoked.'

   'There's a lot of things you don't know about me....'

   'We'll steal one of your mother's and share it....'

   They lay propped against the bedhead passing the ciggy between them.  He
had a sudden thought...

   'I should have worn a condom!'

   'It's all right, Daddy.  I'm on the pill.  Dr Pontiawski prescribed
it....'

   'Good lord!  She should have told me or your mother....'

   'I asked her not to, of course.'

   'We made a lot of noise.  I hope Jason didn't hear it!'

   'You mean I made a lot of noise.  I always do.' She laughed.  'Anyway
the walls are thick and you don't hear me when Jason fucks me.'

   'Good Lord!  You have sex with your brother?'

   'Every night, so he wouldn't worry even if he did hear.'

   Mr Middleton stubbed out the cigarette.  He must remember to remove the
butt and rinse out the ashtray before his wife returned!  'Good lord!  And
I always thought he was a very correct young lad, even a bit priggish.'

   'He's a randy little sod!  Can't get enough sex.  I've even seen him
with another guy, fucking him and being fucked.'

   'Good lord!  Who was the guy?  One of his school friends?'

   'No a grown-up, but I shouldn't tell you who.'

   'You're a good girl, Linda.

   She kissed him on his lips, but just a peck this time, and disengaged
his hand from her breast where it had been resting.  'That was lovely,
Daddy, but I want to sleep now, so I'll go back to my bed.  I hope we can
have lots more fun together.'

   'Oh yes!'

   .............................................

   Linda and her mother had gone shopping and Jason was at his laptop as
usual, so Jasper Middleton decided to work on his suntan.

   Meanwhile Jason had got bored with the game he was playing with a couple
of friends on the internet and decided to have a quick shower.  It was hot
and sticky inside the house and since he had been having regular sex (with
Linda, and he hoped soon-to-be-regular with their new friend Mark) he had
become much more careful about personal hygiene!  He had taken an
almost-cold shower and was drying himself looking out of the bathroom
window.  He saw his father spread a huge towel on the lawn and lay down on
it.  His dad looked great in little white speedos the boy thought.  You
needed a good body to wear those, and you could see he was in the gym three
times a week and jogged the other mornings.  He was bigger all round than
Mark, with very broad shoulders and a tiny little bum.....  The boy had to
admit to himself that his old-man was dead sexy.

   But that would be just too bad!  I mean having your sister was bad
enough, but your father!  He dismissed the thought.

   On the other hand, nothing wrong with putting his own red speedos on and
joining him in some innocent sun-bathing......  Now where was that suntan
lotion?

   A few minutes later Jasper Middleton opened his eyes to see his son
standing over him.  His mind went immediately to what Linda had told him in
bed a few nights before: his son was having sex with a guy, and adult guy
at that!, and "fucking and being fucked" she had said.  He looked up at the
boy, with a good look at his long, sun-tanned legs and tiny little butt
with scarlet silk stretched tight over it.  He marvelled that a boy could
look so slim and yet not be at all skinny.  The boy had such a pretty bulge
as well!  He thought of the boy shagging his sister every night and felt
his cock stiffening.  If he had not been his own son, this would be a very,
very sexy little boy, so very desirable.  That butt looked smooth, firm,
and the knowledge that the cherry had been popped and so the boy's bottom
was "open for business" was almost unbearable.  How many years had it been
since he had a boy like that?  He was forty now, and left school when he
was seventeen.  The last time he had sex with a boy, then, must be twenty
three years ago.  Twenty three years!  And yet he could still remember
Julian's plump little arse and ever-hard cock that long summer before he
had gone to University, and Julian back to school.

   It was wrong to be thinking about those afternoons in the sun, naked boy
and youth, enjoying the first fruits of sex: it was doubly wrong to be
thinking about his son in the same way.  Yet the boy had such a lovely,
jutting bottom, and such a provocative bulge as he stood nonchalently,
near-naked, his hips pushed so slightly forward.

   Jason stood looking down, silent.  His father was very sexy: he imagined
those strong thighs forcing that cock into Sis's lovely wet honey-pot, and
again wondered what it would be like to be fucked by him.  Linda had told
him that their father was now fucking her whenever he got a chance, often a
"quickie" in an empty room, even in the garden shed!  He wondered if Linda
had told him about his son's sex with their neighbour Mark, and if so
whether his father was tempted to try his luck.  Jason decided that it
would be worth it: his father had a great body, and you could see his cock
was now stiff, laying bent across his belly like an iron bar under the
white silk of his trunks.  You could even see the shape of the knob!  So
what if it was incest.....  he already was guilty of that with Linda, and
so was his Dad!

   As Jasper watched, he saw the boy's bulge grow, change shape, and
finally the outline of a hard cock.  jammed tight against his belly by the
over-tight speedos, just as his own erection was confined.  He almost
drooled as he saw his son get hard, and without thinking licked his lips at
the outline of a not-bad-sized prick under the shiny red fabric.

   'I saw you sunbathing, Dad, and thought I should get some sun too.'

   'Help yourself, Jason.'

   The boy slipped a thumb under each side of his speedos and pulled them
down.

   'I like to get an all-over tan!'

   The boy was an absolute dream.  His father had seen him naked, but not
for about six months, and never with a hard cock.  That flat belly, the
bold cocklet, five inches perhaps and with a knob nicely pink in contrast
with the light brown of the cock's shaft, and the small triangle of
golden-brown fluff, all this was new and so sexy!  He was so glad that his
wife had insisted they have the boy circumcised when he was a baby, that
cock was now so pretty.

   'I'll join you then.'

   Jason had seen his Dad naked several times, but never with a magnificent
hard-on.  He stood admiring for seconds before laying down beside him.

   Both knew what they wanted, but neither knew what to do about it.  Jason
it was who broke the log-jam.....

   'I reckon you're going to get burned, Dad.  It's easy to see you've not
been sun-bathing nude!' And it was clear that the white parts were
beginning to go red.  'Shall I put some sun-cream on for you?'

   'Sure.'

   His father turned over on his belly and may have opened his legs just
slightly.  The boy started chastely with the inside of muscular thighs and
rubbing the cream into strong gluteal muscled buttocks.  But the hairy
crease was inviting too, and certainly there was no complaint when a soft
hand rubbed cream there and in doing so fingered the man's anus.  Legs
spread just a bit wider as fingers passed and re-passed over that secret
place.

   Jasper's mind raced back dredging up near-forgotten memories of
schooldays and his introduction to the adult world.  He had been a day-boy
so was perhaps not so sexually active as most of the boarders, but the
whole ethos of the school had been one of excited sexuality and he as a
reasonably pretty twelve-year-old had not been left out.  Within a week of
joining The School he had been seduced and several older boys were in the
habit of using him for their pleasure: that pressure of his son's hand on
his arsehole reminded him of their ministrations with fingers, tongue, and
always finally with rampant cock.

   What was happening to him?  Shit!  This was his own son.  Unthinkable!
Shaming!  Prison and disgrace!  He turned over, but that really only
compounded the problem as his cock was not only hard now, it was leaking
clear drops of pre-cum.  Jason loved pre-cum and would have liked to have
taken this knob between his lips and tasted the juice, but felt it best to
play along with the pretense and merely rub cream into belly, thighs, and
finally cock and balls.  His own cock was hard, and his balls were aching:
he needed sex, By god!  He needed relief!  By the heat in his father's
cock, and the way it twitched his father was suffering almost as much.

   His son's state was of course obvious to father, and that pretty lad,
obviously willing, reminded him of the boys he had happily seduced when, a
senior boy by now, he had reaped the reward of his younger acquiescence and
used them for his own pleasure as he had been used in his turn.  He knew
the boy was not innocent....  Linda had made sure of that!  It would be so
easy to....  And surely safe.  The house was empty and would be so for the
next two hours, and the garden was not over-looked.  Both wanted it!  And
yet, it was his own son and the taboo was strong.  But already broken with
his daughter, after all.  The first step had been taken.  So why not?

   'I'd better oil you too, Jason, though it looks as if you've been
sun-bathing in the altogether a lot.'

   'Better had, Dad.  probably my bottom would burn.'

   Fingers slid over the boy's smooth bottom, and his even silkier inner
thighs.  His crease was hairless and the cream made his father's hand slide
easily up and downn, a finger pressing on the boy's secret rose with every
pass.  He wanted to.....  So many years since he had...  Dare he?  Yes!  He
allowed the tip of his index finger to enter that tight little hole.  The
boy wriggled his hips and the finger penetrated to the first joint, and his
lovely, still-childishly rounded bottom rose slightly to enable even deeper
penetration.

   'Oh yes, Dad.  Oh yes!'

   Memories of ancient skills returned, and Jasper found the still-tiny
lump of the boy's prostate, pressing and relaxing, pressing and relaxing.

   'Jeez, Dad.  That's good.  I'll cum if you don't stop....'

   'Turn over!'

   The boy turned over on his back and his father managed to keep his
finger snugly in place while they adjusted.  Still masturbating the boy, he
moved so he could rest his cheek on the boy's tanned belly, the cock-head
scarcely an inch from his face.  He had only to move so slightly and his
lips were around it, and a bit more and the slender shaft was sliding
between them, the knob resting in his cheek.  He sucked on it, and
fluttered his tongue up and down the front of the cocklet....  more old
skills recalled.  He saw the dreamy look in his son's eye change to
something harder.  Then the boy closed his eyes, became flushed, and his
father knew he was about to come.  He pressed harder on the prostate and
moved his mouth up and down the shaft.  the boy was silent as he spurted
his cum into a mouth that had not tasted it for so very long.  His dad
gulped, and swallowed.

   'That was lovely, Dad.  Now fuck me.  Please, we both want it....'

   As he knelt the boy looked over his shouklder and smiled when he saw how
serious his father looked as he squeezed even more sun-cream into the boy's
crack.  His cock looked good....  wider than Mark's but perhaps not quite
as long.  the great, flaring red knob looked as if it would stretch his
anus more than Mark's, but the boy was looking forward to it.  This was
almost beyond hope!  He had wanted his dad to cuddle him, make love to him,
fuck him for so many months, and Linda, even Mark, had only really been
substitutes.  He was happy when his father looked him in the eye and smiled
back.

   In fact as he greased the boy's arse and his own cock the man was aware
that this was a moment of decision.  He could back off and return to the
role of the respected paterfamilias.  Ok he had sucked the boy off, but
that was a lesser crime than shagging his own son.  He could still say no,
or he could push his knob into that obviously willing if tight hole and
enter paradise.  Safety and denial, or risk and ecstasy, the choice was
his. The die was cast.  His cock was doing the thinking, over-ruling his
head!  He placed his knob against that pinky-red secret place and pushed,
feeling the anus grip as his helmet popped in.

   The boy yelped.

   But not in desperate pain because he murmured, 'More!'

   He pushed and his shaft slid in another two or so inches.

   Another yelp, but again, 'More!  All of it.'

   He pushed and his hairy belly rested against those sweet, golden,
rounded and chubby buttocks.

   'Hold it a second.  You're very big!'

   Jasper did not mind being told he was big.  We all like to hear that
from time to time!  But he stayed still, feeling the boy's arse grip tight,
and then relax a tad.

   'OK.  It's ok now.  Shag me, Daddy.'

   As he fucked the kneeling boy it crossed his mind that it was a good
thing he had fucked Linda in the bathroom earlier or he would not be able
to hold out for long up this even more exciting pussy!  Women and girls
were good, but surely a willing young boy was the best....  and so what if
it was family?  They both deperately wanted it, both needed it, and both
were getting it.

   Jason felt his orgasm rising.  His Daddy had it just right, his cock
rubbing on the boy's p-spot every thrust and every withdrawal.  It was soo
good!

   'I'm cumming soon, Dad!'

   'I've made a mess of your towel, Daddy!'

   ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''

   Maddy's car had broken down on the Ring Road...  not good in a Mercedes
less than two years old.  The RAC had come out quickly in reponse to their
mobile call, but the smartly uniformed mechanic had a look under the
bonnet, poked around a bit, and finally declared it would have to be
repaired at a garage.  Luckily the Mercedes Dealer was on the Ring Road
too, so there was not much waiting around.  The two women stood there as it
wasloaded on a flat-bed and driven away.  They were able to hail a taxi,
and although the shopping trip was now obviously cancelled the waste of
time was not too annoying.

   Maddy's taxi dropped Margot Middleton off at her house and the two girls
exchanged a kiss and a promise to meet next Saturday.

   It would have been nice to invite Maddy in for an hour or so as Margot
was feeling really horny, but she guessed her husband and son were either
at home or could come back any moment.  Never mind!  As she let herself in
she decided to go upstairs and let her busy fingers give her some relief.

   In the bedroom she stripped off, enjoying the sight of her body in the
mirror: her best new lingerie!  She had expected to be sharing "Fitting
Rooms" with Maddy in the dress shops and had wanted to look her sexiest. 
She was happy: not many women of her age could look at themselves in a long
mirror, naked now, and think the effect was near perfect.  The main thing
was to look after her tits and her arse....  and that she did!
Her finger already on her clit she went to draw the curtains to. 
Looking out of the window she saw her husband and her son at the moment I
have just described, the second when Jasper had made his decision and was

gently inserting his knob into Jason's arse.

   So this was why her man was not fucking her much nowadays.....not that
she minded.  Maddy, and the occasional fling with one of the young men at
The Dramatics was enough for her.  That and 'Mrs Palm and her five
daughters'!  She watched fascinated as the boy wriggled his arse, smiled
over his shoulder, and was clearly encouraging Jasper.  Jasper had often
fucked her in the arse in the early days of their marriage, but it had
never done anything for her.  You could see the boy loved it.

   After a bit Jasper came and when he pulled out, and as the boy rolled
over she could see he had cum as well....  white globules of cum and dark
marks on the beach towel.  But the boy's cock was still hard!

   Almost unthinking she had been pulling and rubbing her clitoris as she
watched the scene below, and was close to orgasm.  In another case of pussy
over-ruling head, she decided to taste that pretty young cocklet.  It was
like Charlie Baker's when they were both in their first year at secondry
school all those years ago.  What had happened to charlie, her first love,
she wondered?  Yes, if Jasper could enjoy his son's body, in contravention
of law and nature, so could she, against law yes, but not nature.  She went
quickly downstairs.

   Both males were laying on their backs, eyes closed.  A good fuck does
this to men she knew, sadly!  But usefully at this moment as she could
quietly get astride the boy, hold his cock vertical and sink her vagina
down onto it.

   She paused as the boy opened his eyes, was momentarily worried as an
amazed recognition spread across his face, but then he smiled and reached
up with both hands to hold her naked breasts.  Now she fucked him, bouncing
up and down on him with more vigour than any man had experienced from her
for many years.  His tanned, hairless chest was so sexy, and she fingered a
brown nipple with each hand, the rings on her fingers glinting in the
sunlight.

   Hands under her bottom: she realised that her man, her boring Jasper was
actually helping to raise her before each downward thrust.  His hands were
squashed between her rounded, full buttocks and the boy's lean belly with
each insertion.

   The boy's face was becoming flushed and his eyes half-closed.

   'I'm gonna cum!  I'm gonna cum!'

   And so was she!  On edge all afternoon.  Seeing son and husband fucking.
And now fucking son with the active participation of husband.  This was too
much.  Grunts of passion rang out in the garden as she came and Jason
filled her cunt with his spunk.

   Jasper had not felt as horny in a long age, not even that wonderful
night when Linda had crept into his bed.  Seeing his wife fucking the young
boy had made her seem incredibly sexy to him.  He wanted her, really wanted
her for the first time in years.  He reached under and pulled his son's
cock from her pussy....  it was still hard!  His own cock seeemed clean of
any shit, but he wiped it on a corner of the towel and then knelt over the
boy's legs, behind that arse, cunt lips open and gleaming from her orgasm
and the boy's cum.  He jammed it into her and heard her little squeak of
pleasure.

   She collapsed forward onto the boy's chest and found that he was kissing
her, his tongue in her mouth as her man fucked her.  The boy wound one arm
round her back holding her down onto him, while his free hand found a
breast and fondled it.  Jasper shagged her as hard and fast as he could,
and was astounded, given that he had already had Linda and Jason that day,
his orgasm was mounting.  He heard the grunts his wife made as she was
coming, and poured out his cum into her pussy.

   All three were still and silent for several minutes, perhaps thinking
about what had happened and the implications.  But then they separated,
laying side-by-side on the towel, Margot between her two men.  Jason still
had a hard, and the session with his mother had been too short, had given
him appetite for more.  It might have been Linda laying there beside him...
No!  Her tits were larger: just as firm, but a bit fuller, and though her
belly was just as flat and her waist just as trim, her hips were broader.
And the triangle of golden hair was perhaps a little thicker.  But she was
really lovely.  He turned on his side and nibbled a nipple before pressing
his chhek against the smooth roundness.

   Her legs parted slightly in an involuntary movement that was picked up
by her son, who in a moment was laying on top of her and reaching between
them to line his knob with her pussy.  A downward push and he was in her
again, her arms round him, finger nails into the flesh of his back as he
started to shag her.

   Jasper lay alongside the two of them and kissed first the boy, then his
wife, and then the boy again, lingering joined to his lips.

   It was much longer this time for Jason, but quicker for Margot who came,
and came again, a series of grunts marking each ecstasy.  Finally the boy
came and rolled off her, exhausted.

   But Jasper was not!

   Their threesome was rounded off by father fucking son again, the boy
spread-eagled on his back, his legs over the man's shoulders.  margot
contented herself with watching her boys at play.....

   ........................................

   'Oh, Mark, I've been real bad!'

   'I can't believe that, Linda.'

   She looked delighfully innocent in her pleated tartan skirt and white,
lace-trimmed top.

   'But I have.  I crept into my Daddy's bed and was fucking him in his
sleep.'

   'That's bad!'

   'And when he woke up he rolled me over on my back and did me real hard.
And he keeps on having me, several times a day now.'

   'You are a naughty girl, Linda and deserve to have your bottom smacked!'

   'Ooooh!  perhaps I'd like that.'

   Not so innocent now!

   'We'll see about that!'

   I pulled her by the wrist over to the sturdy wooden kitchen chair, and
stretched her across my lap.  when I turned her skirt up I found she was
wearing lingerie I had not seen before, rather old-fashioned, very full
black silk, the sort they call French Knickers I think.  They stretched
nicely tight over her bum, and just invited a playful slap.  which I gave
her.

   'Ouch!'

   But that must have been a pretense as my slap was not really hard, not
like the next one, which was!

   The knickers may have been stretched across her bum but they were loose
at the crotch and it was easy for me to slip a finger up the leg and feel
the effect I was having.  Her pussy was hot, warm and wet though I did not
yet feel for her clit.

   She wriggled, and I caressed her clit and arse-cheeks a few moments.  I
love satin or nylon knickers stretched tight over a pretty bottom.... 
female or male, though it has been some years since I savoured the delights
of sex with a transvestite.  And the flimsy covering over female pussy or
male cock just invites caresses.  The sight of a skimpy, tight bikini
bottom or speedos always has me hard!  These French knickers were better
for spanking perhaps.  I slapped her again.

   'Sexy panties, but I want you bare-bottomed, my dear.'

   'Oooooh!'

   I pulled them down and stroked her lovely rounded bottom, so smooth and
soft but with the firmness of young muscle beneath.  As she lay bent across
my knees her near-hairless pink cunt lips looked swollen, and when I opened
them to slip a finger towards her clit she was indeed juicy.  I slapped her
again, a noisier sound on the bare flesh.  I slid a finger into her and
instantly that strong young vagina gripped it: I slapped her again with my
free hand.

   Her bottom was fuller now than when I had first seen her in her bikini
and then naked on my bed that summer's day, and she was growing fast this
summer and autumn, little girl beginning to become a woman.  Probably all
the sex, with me, mother, father and brother was forcing her development.
Whatever, she still had a lovely arse.  I slapped her again.

   'Oh God!  I want it.  Fuck me, Mark, but don't stop spanking.  Fuck me
and spank me at the same time.'

   I took her from behind, kneeling on the carpet and slapping her hard
with each thrust of my cock.  I could feel her pussy gripping, milking me,
and her squeaks, grunts accompanied the sound of my hand striking her arse,
and my thighs slapping into her.  Good job my house is fairly isolated! 
She came twice before I could hold it no longer and poured my spunk into
her.

   later, laying on my bed, smoking and with a glass of wine each, she in
her knickers again, but both of us knowing we would soon have another fuck:
she had her head on my shoulder, silken hair, and was chattering.

   'I loved that, Mark.'

   She leaned down and kisssed my half-hard knob.

   'I'm going to get Daddy to spank me.  Don't you thing Daddies should
spank their naughty little girls.....?'

   ......................................................

   My bonfire party was a real success.  The fireworks had been assembled
professionally and all I had to do was throw switches in the right order.
The fire, stacked wooden pallets, blazed merrily.My five guests and I stood
around it, already paired off with what would be their initial
sex-partners, because we all knew the bonfire was just an excuse for some
group, same-room sex.  Margot had her arm round her son, and Jasper was
embracing his daughter.  In fact those two were kissing and whispering as
the rockets burst in the sky.  It was a clear November night, but already
quite chilly and Maddy Phipps was actually buttoned up inside my greatcoat
with me, and I could feel her firm tits even through the layers of clothing
we wore.

   Maddy whispered to me, 'They're such a close family.  It's lovely to see
them.'

   'The family that lays together stays together....'

   'You're dreadful, Mark, but I don't half fancy you.....'

   There was immediate agreement when I suggested we all go inside into the
warm.

   The three women went off to the bathroom, mother and daughter clutching
the plastic bags they had arrived with.  Us three boys stripped off and
waited in my living room.

   I had set it up for sex!  A large mattress with a black satin cover was
in the centre of the room, and there was also a low coffee-table bench and
the sofa.  Two bottles of champagne on ice and some little snacks laid out
on a table, where there were also a couple of lubricant pumps, and a tube
of old-fashioned KY.  No condoms as we had all been fucking bare-backed,
all six of us.

   I had taken a viagra pill an hour earlier, before the fireworks, and had
slipped a blue pill to Jasper and Jason so all three of us had good, hard
erections when the girls returned.  Maddy was naked, but the others had
satin waspies, stockings and high heels (which must have been in those bags
I guess).  Linda's was virginal white with pastel blue lace trimmings, her
stockings shiny tan, and her shoes silver.  Her mother was exactly the same
but her waspie was black satin with red trim, her stockings black and
seamed, her shoes gold.  They looked stunning, all three with their firm
naked tits and bare cunts.

   Mother went straight to son, father to daughter, Maddy to me.  I offered
a drink, but the couples were already in each others' arms kissing, and
that social stuff would have to wait!

   I had only fucked Maddy once before, and that had been a quickie in her
kitchen when I had taken round a parcel that had been mis-delivered our
place.  That was a year ago and both of us had been fully dressed....  not
very satisfactory for either of us!  This was going to be good, though, and
as I took the naked woman in my arms I was struck immediately by the
strength in her body.  For a bisexual such as me there was something
incredibly sexy about the athlete's muscles in her shoulders and arms: she
had lovely firm, shapely tits, the way I like them, small and pert, nipples
pointing skywards like a young girl's, but neath them strong pecs, almost
masculine pecs.

   Margot and her son Jason were already laying on the bed, writhing and
wriggling in their passion for each other, and Maddy grabbed my hard cock
and used it to pull me towards the bed.  I wanted to fuck her, but I wanted
to taste her pussy first, and that was what she wanted too as she opened
her legs for me.  I kissed her tits, but it was her hard, again almost
masculine belly that was really getting to me.  She had shaved or more
likely waxed her pubic hair.  it was so smooth it looked like a
professional job, just a line of dark hairs left, leading the eye downwards
to her cunt lips.  A Brazil job...

   I lay between her open legs and parted the outer lips of her pussy with
my finger and thumb: they were shaved and pink and the flesh within a
shocking scarlet, glistening as she was already aroused.  I felt her hands
on my head as she forced it downwards onto her pussy and I started to lick
and suck at her clitoris.

   Across the room Jasper and Jason were already having a sixty-nine on the
carpet in front of the sofa, the son underneath the father.

   I reached up to caress those almost conical tits thinking that all women
should exercise like Maddy if it meant they got muscle-tone like hers.  The
nipples were hard and I rolled them between thumbs and forefingers, but
mostly I was enjoying squeezing and stroking the best tits I had felt in a
long age....  better even than Linda's!  But the main delight was licking
her cunt in a figure of eight around her clit, up and down and round it,
sometimes sticking my tongue into her vagina, sometimes stopping to pull at
her clit with pursed lips.  Her hands, in my hair, pulled my head firmer
into her crotch, and I could feel she was about to come.  It was a noisy
orgasm, drowning out the grunts and squeals of Margot who was now riding
her son's cock beside us as he lay on his back.

   I did not stop sucking, but continued through the first orgasm, and
moments after she had a second.

   This time she pushed my head away.

   'I want.....'

   It was obvious what she wanted!

   'I want too.....'

   My cock slipped into her easy as if oiled, and I immediately knew I was
up a woman and not a young girl.  Linda's cunt always gripped and felt
tight.  This was much more open, but then I realised that Maddy had learned
how to grip and release with her cunt, milking the cock of the lucky man
who was shagging her.  We were kissing, but after a bit we just fucked, and
I rested my face against her shoulder and neck, again finding the rather
un-feminine power there very sexy.  I could feel her tits crushed between
us, her legs wound round me and probably ankle-linked behind my back, and
those strong, smooth arms pulling me down and into her.  She moved under
me, and her cunt milked me.

   I was finding it difficult not to cum, but she saved me by herself
cumming with a great shriek of joy, grunts and squeals, and I unloaded deep
in her cunt.

   Across the room, Father was now shagging daughter doggy-fashion and
Linda must have asked him to spank her while he fucked because the sound of
his slaps almost drowned out the grunts and shrieks she always made when
hyper-excited.  By the look of concentration on his face he was having
difficulty stopping himself cumming, but as I watched a moment she started
the first of what was a series of orgasms, his cock ploughing her faster
and faster, his slaps keeping to that rhythm.

   And beside us mother was still riding her son: she too had cum at least
once.

   My cock was still stiff despite having cum, and I was still up the
sweetest honeypot, my arms round a fascinating woman with her feminine
tits, face and hair, but almost masculine muscles.  So I shagged on,
longer, slower thrusts for a bit, working her up again.

   Jason had cum in his daughter's pussy, and pulled out.  Beside me Margot
had at least temporarily drained her son's balls and while I shagged my
little squeeze they switched over, Jason joining his father on the carpet,
Margot her daughter on the bed.  It was amusing to see Jason slap his
sister on her cute arse as they crossed in the room, and her cheeky grin as
she squeezed his cock briefly.

   Within moments, the female couple was squirming together in a
sixty-nine. I lay there by myself on the bed, the lesbian antics beginning
beside me, watching Maddy wander over to the table I had set up, chose a
strap on, and fasten the velcro and leather straps.  She came back to the
bed, the great black, cock-shaped dildo waving incongruously in front of
her.  She joined the couple on the bed, while I got up to join Jasper and
his son on the couch where they were kissing and hugging.  Jasper had his
eyes shut.

   I knelt in front of them and had a choice of two cocks to play with.  I
surprised myself by wanting the bigger, adult one first, even before the
boy's much prettier little willy.  I studied Jasper's cock, bigger than
mine, broader and longer, with a strong blue vein running up it.  It was
slightly bent backwards, as if straining, and looked as if it would find
out any p-spot, even the smallest in the youngest boy.  I licked the big,
flaming red knob and pushed the foreskin down....  the knob was almost
clear before I did that.  There was a drop of cum or precum in its eye and
I picked that up with the tip of my tongue.  I could smell the clean scent
of Linda's teenage pussy on his cock, and as I closed my mouth around his
knob could taste it too.  I sucked at it, just holding the boy's cock
beside him.

   'Christ!  That's good.  You give good head, Mark.'

   I just sucked on!  Until, 'Let's spit roast the boy!  What do you want
to begin with, Mark, arse or mouth?'

   'I'll have his mouth, Jasper.  I'd like to watch you fuck him.... 
father and son is real horny.'

   Jason had heard all this and was kneeling on the carpet, spreading his
arse with both hands, even before we told him to.

   Across the room amid a delightful tangle of female legs, bottoms and
breasts, it was obvious Maddy must have her strap-on up Linda, either pussy
or arse, because the girl was making her cumming noises, swearing, panting
and grunting.  But I was too busy to really watch the show.

   I greased Jasper's cock and he groaned as I used the excuse to slide my
hand up and down it a few times, now a dab of lube in the boy's hairless
arse-crack and I placed the father's cock exactly right for him, watching
as he pushed and it slid easily in.  The boy was still tight, but his arse
was completely relaxed nowadays and a delight to shag.

   They were kneeling, and I did too, pulling the boy's head down onto my
cock and holding it there as I started to fuck his mouth, finding the same
rhythm as his father up his arse.  The contrast between the boy's slender
and flawlessly smooth back and his father's muscular, hairy chest was very
sexy: I ran a finger nail gently along the boy's spine and felt him shiver,
and heard his stifled moan of pleasure.  I leaned over him and caressed his
bottom and then reached up to press Jasper's strong pecs, seeking out his
nipples in the matted fur.  I tweaked them and heard him groan: he fucked
faster: I tweaked them again and he spanked his son's arse, one slap with
each thrust of his hips.  The man's face was becoming red and strained, and
I knew he was close to coming.  I tweaked his nipples again, and with a
shout he came.

   I was still face-fucking the boy, when his father drew his cock out.

   'I better go rinse this!'

   It was my turn now, and I shoved my cock up that pretty little bottom. I
had been edging, and sadly it only took half a dozen thrusts before I came.
I got to my feet.

   'I need a rinse too!'

   'And I'd better wash my bum!'

   In the bathroom Jasper was drying his cock on a towel, while Jason and I
cleaned up.

   'It's good, Jason, to wash after arse-fucking, and you must before going
fron an arse to a female pussy.'

   'I know.  Mummy told me.'

   While we washed and dried we chatted a bit.

   'I'm hoping you'll all stay the night.  There's three bedrooms, each
with a king-size double bed.'

   'Sounds good'.

   'Who will you sleep with, Jasper.'

   'I fancy Maddy, if that's ok with you, Mark.'

   'Great, because I want your wife, if that's ok with you, Jasper.'

   'And I can have my sister all night!'

   'That's settled then!'

   'Hey Jason.  Let's double plug your sister now!'

   'What's that, Dad?'

   Jason was not admitting to his father that he had already double-plugged
her with me at the poolside.  I guess this was to let his father have the
excitement of further "corrupting" his son and daughter, rather than any
feeling of shame.  I don't think Jason (or Linda come to that) were capable
of feeling guilt now.  I'd cured them of that.  Lucky kids!

   'You'll see!  Get her to ride me, and then you go up her arse while
she's on top of me.'

   'Jeez!  That's horny!'

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   In the room the three girls were resting, laying in a tangle on the bed,
just idly caressing tits and bottoms for the time being, but father and son
soon sorted that out.

   There is something incredibly horny about shagging a beautiful married
woman when her husband is alongside, and it is even sexier when he is
fucking their daughter, and unspeakably stimulating when the son is up the
daughter's arse at the same time.

   So I had no problem getting a hard on for Margot despite my exertions
all evening: whether that was due to the viagra or the presence of so much
willing cunt, cock, tits, and male-pussy I don't know, but one thing is
certain, and that is me laying on top of Margot, her arms and legs around
me, her tits crushed into my chest, her open mouth on mine, and me fucking
the living daylights out of her.

   If this was not enough, I kept looking sideways at the family trio. 
Linda was squeaking and grunting as usual, wriggling under the weight of
man and boy, but obviously getting into her repeat-orgasm mode.There can't
have been much movement in her pussy.....awkward position.....  but Jason
was fucking her arse hard and fast, and I've been told by girls that when
double-plugged there is a thin membrane between cunt and rectum, and the
vibrations are communicated.  Possibly it was enough just to know that the
two men in her family were having her to trigger those joyful shrieks of a
girl cumming so powerfully.

   I fucked on, my cock feeling as if it had a life of its own.

   But then I felt Maddy fondling my bum, penetrating my arse with an
impudent finger.  It felt good....'That's good, Maddy.'

   A pause, and then Maddy's weight on my back, her strap-on pressed
against my arse.  Surely not......  ?

   But yes.  a shove and that dildo was up me, and better still fucking me
in the same rhythm as I was fucking Margot.  I found I could move ok
despite Maddy's weight, and she was finding my p-spot with every thrust. 
Beneath me Margot came again and the contractions of her pussy, plus
Maddy's prostate massage made me cum too, a huge orgasm, so good as to be
almost painful.

   We all three collapsed, me crushed between two girls' lovely firm tits.

   Beside us Jason had cum and pulled out, but Jasper was just finishing,
his daughter writhing and wriggling almost uncontrolably as she came yet
again.

   Six exhausted libertines lay there several minutes before I got up and
went to open the champagne.

   The sound of the cork stirred them and we stood drinking and nibbling at
little canapes and sausages, and so on.

   I whispered to Margot, 'Stay with me tonight, darling.  Your man wants
Maddy, and the two children want each other.  Let's shower and go to bed.'

   She nodded and kissed me.

   'Margot and I are going to bed now.  Remember to take any toys you want,
but there's lube in your rooms.'

   As we left them I saw Jason pick up the short whip, and of course Maddy
still had her strap-on........

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