Triplet X Love Times 2
Book One – The Honeymoon Week
By DoubleDxxx
(txlt2@yahoo.com)

Chapter One – The Wedding

Laura Irving paced nervously back and forth in the small
second-floor room of the chapel where she was to change into her
wedding dress. Hannah, Lana and Ana all followed her with her
eyes as she reached one end of the room and quickly turned around
to walk back the other way.
“Ummm, Mom?” said Hannah, the oldest of the three 15 year old
triplets, “shouldn’t you be getting into your dress now? The
wedding should be starting soon.”
“It’s just that I am so nervous. I mean I know that I am doing
the right thing, Stan is perfect, it’s as though we were made for
each other, and I love his kids, but how will all these changes
affect you girls?”
“Mom,” Lana said, “we’ve been through all this. Everything is
going to work out fine. You and Stan love each other, and even if
we hate those three brats of his, that doesn’t change how happy
he makes you.”
“You hate his bra—his kids?” Laura said surprised.
“Lana is just kidding Mom,” Ana quickly said, adding “she’s still
mad because they got to sit in the front of the car the other
day.”
“Yeah Mom,” Lana said now also nervous, “you know we are all
going to be one big happy family.”
There was a knock on the door and before she could even ask who
it was Pietro, their butler/nanny/cook etc. of the last seven
years walked in.
“Laura,” he said, noting she had only gotten as far as putting on
a bra and panties, “everyone has arrived you should be getting
ready.”
“Oh Pietro, I’m so glad you are here! Maybe you can help me kill
some of these last minute nerves, please.”
Understanding what she was asking, Pietro walked up to her and
bent her over a chair pulling down her panties. He studied the
soft blond hair between her pink pussy for a few moments before
dropping his own pants and quickly extracting his semi-hard dick.
The girls gathered around them and before he inserted his dick
into its final destination he allowed Lana to suck it to its full
8 inches of erection. In the meantime Hannah prepared the way in
their mother’s pussy by sucking on it, licking all around Laura’s
pussy lips and sticking her tongue deep inside her hole getting
Laura’s juices flowing. When all was ready, Lana released
Pietro’s dick and, as Hannah moved away from her mother’s hole,
he sunk it in her in one quick movement, not stopping until it
was completely in her. Pietro then began to fuck her violently
and quickly, using rapid strokes in and out of Laura’s pussy.
Laura quickly began to calm down as she entered a blissful place
that seemed like heaven itself. She just loved Pietro’s 8 inches
deep inside of her, as much as she loved her daughter’s tongues,
her dildo’s and anything else that could be found to insert in
her pussy.
After several minutes Laura sensed that Pietro was close to
cumming and said, “Don’t cum in me, I don’t want to be leaking
cum on my way to the altar.”
“I’ve got it mom,” Lana said, extracting Pietro’s cock and
sucking softly on it, letting it reach the back of her throat
then extracting it until only the crown was left lying on her
tongue. To hurry the procedure along she softly bit Pietro’s cock
and was rewarded by a flush of hot liquid flowing into her mouth
as Pietro’s cock expanded and exploded. Lana, like her mother and
all her sisters loved the taste of cum. She gulped and swallowed
all of it as it continued to pour into her mouth.
While Lana worked on cleaning up Pietro, Ana and Hannah had taken
over finishing their mother’s blissful moment. As soon as
Pietro’s dick had been extracted, Hannah had fallen to her knees
and glued her mouth to her mother’s pussy, sticking two fingers
in and pumping as she sucked and licked as hard as she could
wanting to fill her mouth with the sweet nectar that was her
mother. Ana, not wanting to be left out, bent over her mother and
began to run her tongue around the rim of Laura’s asshole,
pushing from time to time, trying to insert her tongue in Laura’s
ass. As she finally succeeded, the sensations were just too much
for Laura and she exploded into Hannah’s mouth, her juices
flowing like a waterfall. Hannah happily drunk up the nectar and
didn’t stop licking and sucking until there was nothing more
left.
As the girls all stood up and helped their mother, now much
calmer, stand, Laura said, “thank you so much Pietro, I so needed
that, and thank you three also, I owe you each a good pussy
sucking when this is over. Now help me get dressed, I bet Stan
has been ready for hours.


*****
In the small room on the first floor, where Stan and his boys
were dressing, the situation was quite similar to Laura’s.
“What is wrong with you dad?” Don said. “You need to get into
your tuxedo. Amy has already helped all three of us finish
dressing and you are still in your underwear.”
“Just a few butterflies, I think,” Stan said, “I know I’m doing
the right thing, Laura is everything I every dreamed of, but I
think some things may have to change drastically when we add four
more people to our family at once.”
“I think those Irving triplets are hot,” Ron said, “it’s a pity
that they have to be our sisters; I’d love to screw each of them
every night.”
“And why can’t you,” John said, “I know I am.”
“Boys,” their father said annoyed, but at the same time a little
excited at the thought of his triplet sons in bed with Laura’s
triplet daughters every night, “you can’t be thinking that way!”
“And why not dad,” John asked, “you’re dick seems to like the
idea.”
“Yeah,” Ron added, “looks like he gives the idea of us fucking
our new sisters a standing ovation.”
Stan looked down at where his sons were looking and said, “Oh
great, how am I supposed to walk down the aisle like this? Amy
can you give me a hand, or better yet a mouth?”
Amy, who had finished with the last of the boys tuxedos, walked
over to their father and without hesitating dropped to her knees
and fished out Stan’s semi-erect cock. She quickly opened her
mouth and allowed Stan to insert his cock, which quickly grew to
its full 9 inches, into it. As the boys, gathered around they all
smiled, knowing how good Amy’s blow jobs were; in the nine years
she had worked with the Anderson family as their housekeeper she
had sucked and fucked every one of them every possible way
invented.
As the boys all watched Amy deep throat their father, they all
began to grow large lumps of their own in the fronts of their
pants. By the time Stan’s cock exploded in Amy’s mouth, all the
boys had had to fish their cocks out because the strain was too
much. Their dicks were only seven inches in full erection, but
that was considered big for 15 year olds still growing and
developing. As Amy finished drinking all of Stan’s cum, the boys
formed a line to wait their turn.
“Boys, we don’t have much time,” Stan said as he got to his feet
and began dressing.
“That’s okay sir, I can handle it.” Amy said dropping her skirt
to reveal she had no panties on. “Just pick a hole boys, we’ll do
this all at once, but only cum in my mouth. I can’t look like a
drippy faucet at your dad’s wedding.”
As Don stood in front of Amy, sticking his dick straight up her
pussy and pumping, Ron moved behind her and began doing the same
to her ass. John in the meantime got a chair and placing it at
her side stood on it and as she turned her head she was able to
suck his cock straight into her mouth. As she allowed the other
two to continue pumping her bottom holes she worked furiously to
get John off first, and with her deep throating skills, this was
quickly accomplished. In no time at all, she was drinking all of
the cum that John was shooting into her mouth. She continued to
suck and swallow until he was completely clean, then sensing that
Don was next to go she extracted his cock and bending down sucked
it into her mouth just as it blew. As she began to drink all of
Don’s offering she felt Ron about to blow and tried to get him to
slow down a little until she was finished with Don, however Ron
couldn’t control himself and he let himself go in her ass as she
was still drinking what was left of Don’s orgasm. Amy decided to
just enjoy the feeling of warm hot cum flowing into both her ass
and her mouth at the same time, she truly loved cum. When she was
finished with Don, and had completely cleaned him off, she waited
until she was sure Ron was finished to dislodge him then turning
angrily said, “Ron, what did I say?”
“I’m sorry Amy,” Ron said sheepishly, “it’s just that your ass
was so hot and tight that there was no way that I could stop, can
you forgive me?”
“I’ll forgive you as soon as you get on your knees and clean my
ass completely young man!”
Ron smiled and said, “No problem there.” He quickly got on his
knees and began to tongue and lick Amy’s butt, sucking all the
cum he had just place there, not stopping until there was nothing
else to drink.
After a few minutes Amy walked forward seeking to escape the
torturous pleasure that Ron’s mouth was sending through her body.
“That’s enough boy; leave some for later will you.”
Everyone laughed at this and turning they noticed that their
father was now completely dressed and ready to take the walk down
the aisle.
*****


As the wedding march began, Stan waited at the altar before the
Minister that would perform the ceremony. He looked to his side
at the best man. Harry looked like a nice guy, but strangely
enough, he really didn’t know the guy at all. His best man was
actually his soon to be brother-in-law, Laura’s only brother. She
had begged Stan to let Harry be best man at their wedding, and he
had agreed with one small condition, she had to let Susan (his
only sister) be the maid of honor. Laura instantly agreeing that
it was a fair deal accepted.
As Stan noticed people suddenly looking back, he turned to see
the first couple of the wedding procession, the four year old son
of Clark (his neighbor, best friend and first choice for best
man) and a four year old girl he didn’t personally know but
understood to be a first cousin of Laura’s. The ring bearer and
the flower girl seemed to be a perfect couple themselves. The
next three couples would be his and Laura’s children, in his head
Stan rolled over the phrase, “the Anderson kids” he had agreed,
of his own accord, to adopt Laura’s girls and give them his name.
The girls had never known their true father: Some low life that
had left Laura pregnant at the age of 15 and disappeared never to
be seen or heard from again. He felt sorry for the girls, his
boys had never known their mother either, but it wasn’t because
she had never loved them, or had abandoned them. Jena, his first
true love (if you can call the love of a 15 year old true love)
had died giving birth to the triplets, the doctors said that she
was just too young to be giving life to so many at once, they
said it was a miracle they could save all the boys. Letting his
mind return to the current situation he saw the children begin to
emerge. It had been agreed that they would be paired off in order
of birth and would march in that order: Therefore, John and
Hannah were the first couple, followed by Ron and Ana, with Don
and Lana as the last couple. Behind them was his sister Susan,
she sure looked beautiful in that gown. As he thought of her his
cock gave a small twitch, though he hadn’t seen her for almost
nine years, memories of their times together still gave him some
great orgasms. He smiled to himself as he thought that his boys
would probably call him a hypocrite for being mad at their idea
of screwing their new sisters. “If they knew the things my sister
and I have done, they’d be shocked to death.” Stan looked behind
Susan and saw Laura beginning her march. If Susan looked
beautiful, then there just was no word to describe what Laura
looked like. He smiled as he remembered that it had only been a
year ago that they had met in a chat room for single parents of
multi-birth children. They had been surprised by how similar
their life stories were, they had both been blessed at the age of
fifteen with triplets and cursed to raise them alone (though he
never really thought of it as a curse), all their children were
now 15 themselves and they had both managed to succeed pretty
well in life. Enough so that they both had an additional member
in their household, a hired aid that had become more like an
additional family member. They had agreed early that they would
keep both Amy and Pietro, double the kids meant double the help
needed.
Stan suddenly took a deep breath as he realized that Laura was
now standing next to him, he took her hand and they turned to
face the minister and their new lives together.

Chapter Two – Honeymoon Preparations

Both the wedding and the celebration had gone beautifully without
any problem whatsoever. Now only one part of the wedding
tradition was left and this was the one that had both Stan and
Laura a little worried.
“Are you sure we shouldn’t wait to have our honeymoon at a later
time.” Laura said nervously. “After the kids are more comfortable
with the new house and with each other I mean?”
“Actually, I’m not sure,” Stan said smiling, “unfortunately all
our tickets and reservations are non-refundable.” He laughed
letting her know he was joking and then said in a more serious
tone. “Actually honey, I think it might be better for the kids to
get to know each other without us there, pressuring them to get
along. Pietro and Amy will be with them, and it is only going to
be for two weeks.”
Looking around the master bedroom of their new house Laura said,
“This house sure is beautiful.”
“The beautiful thing about it is that it has a full bathroom on
every floor.” Stan said. “I hope the girls enjoy their room. I
know the boys are crazy about theirs, they especially love the
computer system and the plasma TV’s.”
“Oh, the girls love them too; they especially love how the whole
house uses the same super fast network and how all their laptops
and handhelds can connect to it.”
“It is a Wireless network and pretty much everything is connected
to it. We should be getting ready to leave; the cab will be here
soon.”
“There’s still half-an-hour,” Laura said slyly, “there’s time.”
“Time for what,” Stan asked, sure that he already knew the
answer.
“Well,” Laura said, removing her clothes and lying naked on the
bed. “Do you really want our first time as husband and wife to be
away from our own beautiful bed?”
“Actually,” Stan said dropping his own pants to reveal his fully
erect cock, “I do need some relief before we travel.”
As he finished stripping Stan dropped to his knees before Laura’s
wide open pussy and began feasting at her hole, he had fallen in
love with her taste from the first second he had sampled it. He
could stay glued to her crotch for the full two weeks of their
honeymoon. As he continued to lick he got on the bed with her and
without removing his tongue from her pussy he turned her over so
that she was lying on top of him with his dick in her face, she
quickly opened her mouth and let his full nine inches into her
throat in one swallow.
*****


In their room, the boys were watching the first official joining
of Mr. and Mrs. Anderson: “Wow,” Ron gasped, “did you see how she
just took all of dad in at once? Not even Amy can do it that
quickly.”
“Our new mom sure has a beautiful pussy. Do you think she would
let us suck and fuck her?” Don asked.
“Don’t be silly,” John said. “You shouldn’t be thinking things
like that; At least not until she gets back from her two weeks
alone with Dad.”
“The camera system we added throughout the house sure seems to be
working great” Said Ron. “Why don’t you check the girl’s room and
see what they’re doing?”
John punched a key on his keyboard and the scene on the 45 inch
plasma TV (which had been connected to their computer) changed.
They were now looking at the girls, but there was nothing going
on except for unpacking as the girls settled into their new room.
John punched another key and they were looking into Amy’s room,
it was however empty as both she and Pietro were attending to all
last minute preparations for their parents’ departure.
“Just go back to Mom and Dad,” Ron said, Then added, “I like
saying that, Mom it seems nice.”
“Yeah, but not as nice a looking at that pussy of hers–oh—looks
like Dad is ready to fuck her now.” As John said this, they
watched Stan jump off the bed and walk around to where Laura’s
pussy was on the edge of the bed; he pulled her feet over her
shoulders and began to ram his cock deep into her pink, juicy
pussy. He decided to use a slow rhythm at first, teasing her a
little and almost driving her crazy with despair and desire to be
violently assaulted.
“Faster! Harder! Fuck me to death, Stan! Let me feel it now!”
Taking her cue Stan began to truly ram his cock in and out of
her, like a pile driver, she gave a scream of contentment as he
continued this violent fucking until she felt his cock grow even
larger and explode deep in her pussy. She felt so blissful that
she almost fainted as she felt the warm rush of cum in her pussy.
When Stan finished cumming he climbed the bed and stuck his cock
in Laura’s mouth to be cleaned. She joyfully licked and sucked
what was left of Stan’s cum and leaving his cock completely clean
said, “Now I need a little cleaning up.”
Stan quickly dropped back on his knees in front of her mushy
pussy and began to drink all the liquids found there. As Laura
felt his tongue once more in her, and as he gently bit her
swollen clit, she gave another little scream and had a final
powerful orgasm that shook her entire body. Stan continued to
drink up all of her sweet nectars and lick her completely clean
until there was nothing left to clean.”
*****


“Wow,” Ron said, “Did you see how much she just came. God I can’t
wait to taste her.”
“What did I just say about that kind of thinking, Ron?”
“Yeah,” Don said smiling, “like you’re not thinking the same
thing.”
Before John could say anything they heard a sound in the bathroom
that connected their room and the girls. Quickly pressing a key
they saw that one of the girls, they really didn’t know which as
they had not yet learned how to tell the exact triplets apart,
was in the bathroom and was lowering her panties apparently
preparing to pee. As she sat on the bowl and they saw her golden
showers running, the boys watched as she cleaned herself off,
taking care to zoom in on her pussy.
“That looks damn tasty.” Don said.
“It looks just like Mom’s.” Ron said.
“Hey, what is she doing?” Don suddenly asked.
They watched as, having finished cleaning herself, their new
sister remained sitting on the bowl with her hand in her pussy.
Zooming in well, they were able to see that she had two fingers
pumping in and out of her pussy and she was drawing slow circles
around her clit with her thumb. She had a glazed look on her eyes
as she continued this behavior until she suddenly arched her back
and gasping, smiled and gave a content look. The boys saw as her
cum gushed out of her pussy and she just sat there letting the
rest flow freely.
“Wow, what a gusher,” John said respectfully. “Guys I think we
will definitely be able to have a little fun with our new
sisters.
“Well with one at least.” Ron said.
*****


The boys suddenly heard a knock on the door and quickly turning
off the plasma TV and computer monitor said, “Come in.”
Amy stuck her head through the door and said, “Your parents are
getting ready to leave and they want to see everyone downstairs
before they go.”
“We’ll be right down Amy.” John said getting up.
As they walked outside they noticed Pietro at the door of the
girls’ room, obviously delivering the same message. Soon everyone
was gathered in the family room on the first floor; Stan and
Laura giving their final instructions and good-byes. The boys
were looking with great interest at the girls, trying to see if
they could figure out which one had just been in the bathroom.
Unfortunately they were all dressed exactly alike and they all
looked just the same, and none of them looked like anything out
of the ordinary had just happened.
As Stan looked at one of the girls and said, “Ana can you pass me
those keys on the table next to you.” The boys gave a look of
shock.
Laura noticed their surprise and asked, “Is something wrong
boys?”
John quickly calmed and said, “It’s nothing mom, it’s just, how
can you tell them apart,” then thinking better said, “I mean, I
know how you could, but Dad?”
The girls giggled at this and they saw their dad smile.
“It’s not a joke,” Ron added a little annoyed, “I mean look at
them, they are exactly the same.”
“Some would say the same about you three,” Ana said smiling.
“Stan,” Laura said, “I think the kids are right, I think the last
thing we do before we go and leave them to get to know each other
should be to let them know how to tell each other apart.”
“That would really help a lot,” Don said.
Looking at the boys, their father said, “Well boys, your new
sisters can be a little hard to tell apart, as they will never
wear anything different, but if you look closely at their tops
you’ll see the secret to always knowing which is which.
They stared at their new sisters, taking maybe more time than
they needed to study their breasts, everything looked exactly the
same. Ron was the first to say, “Ohhh--,” and after giving a
smile he said, “That’s Ana, that’s Lana and that’s Hannah.” As he
pointed each one out they gave a little bow.
“How can you tell Ron?” Don asked.
John suddenly gave a laugh and said, “oh yeah? I can’t believe I
never saw it!” He pointed to the side of the girls tops and said,
“See Don, they are not as exactly the same as we thought, notice
the letters on the side of the tops?”
Don took a closer look and noticed for the first time that though
the tops looked exactly the same, each actually had a different
letter, an “A” for Ana, an “L” for Lana and an “H” for Hannah.
“Oh, well that’s easy,” Don said, “if you know to look for it.”
“Every single top that your sisters own is engraved with a
letter.” Laura said, “So you will always know which one you are
talking to.”
“The first thing we do when we buy new clothes is sew a letter on
it,” Ana said. She then pulled out a chain she was wearing from
under her top, adding “And if you ever run into us nude, we’ll
always have these.” The boys quickly saw that it also had a
letter “A”.
“Now what about you three,” Hannah said, “how do we tell you
apart?”
“The difference in the boys is actually easier to spot,” Stan
said, “but a little harder to decipher. I color coded them.” He
said with a laugh.
The girls looked at the boys and saw everything exactly the same
except for their belts and the stones in the necklaces around
their necks. These, though also the same were of different
colors.
“So who is blue, who is green and who is red,” Ana asked.
“Well Ron is red of course,” Stan said. “John is blue and Don is
green, to remember the last two just remember that since Don is
the youngest he is always green with envy.”
The girls giggled at the look Don gave his father, but then they
all had a good laugh as Stan and Laura hugged all the kids and
stepped out as they heard their taxi honking.
*****


Looking back from the door of the taxi at the kids that had
followed them out for a final wave, Stan said, “Bye all; now be
good, you have two weeks to really get to know each other.”
“Don’t worry Dad,” John said, “I’ve a feeling we’re going to get
along just fine.”
“Yeah Dad,” Hannah said, trying out the word “Dad” for the first
time, “you and mom just go and enjoy yourselves.”
Giving them the final wave he climbed into the taxi and the kids
watched as it rode away, leaving them for what promised to be an
exciting two weeks for all.

Chapter Three - Wild Girls

As they went back in the house John asked the girls if they
wanted to start getting acquainted.
“Not right now,” Hannah said looking at her sisters, “it’s been a
long day, how about turning in early for once?”
As the other girls nodded their consent they all headed for the
stairs to the second floor. The girls quickly entered their room
as the boys continued to theirs.
Once in their room Ana nearly ripped her clothes off saying, “I
swear I’m going to put up a sign saying ‘NO CLOTHES ALLOWED’ it
feels so weird!”
“I know what you mean,” Hannah said, also dropping her clothes
and stretching in the nude.
As Lana followed suit, laying down nude on the king size bed she
asked, “I like it that they only put in one bed for all of us
instead small separate beds.”
“This bed is great for our favorite hobby,” Ana said. “Do you
think it was Mom’s idea?”
“I don’t think so,” Hannah answered, “this whole house was a
surprise wedding present from Dad.” Giving a small smile she
said, “Dad… I like that.”
“Yeah, it is so cool to be able to finally say it.” Then Lana
added. “And I think I’m going to like being able to say ‘my
brothers’ also.” As she said this she started pumping her fingers
in her wide open pussy.
“I know what you’re thinking about as you say that,” Ana said
slyly.
“Do you think they are big? I mean I know they are probably not
Pietro sized but—well you know what I mean!”
“Yes Lana,” Hannah said dropping on her knees in front of Lana’s
open pussy, “we know.” She then inserted her tongue as Lana
removed her fingers to make space in her wet hole. Ana quickly
lay on the floor under Hannah so that her face was right under
Hannah’s sweet and juicy pussy. As Ana began to eat her sister
she began pumping her own pussy, inserted as many as four fingers
at a time and pinching and rubbing her clit.
*****
“So they’re turning in early—ehhh.” John commented as he watched
the girls on the big screen.
“I’d like to do some turning in that!” exclaimed Ron as he
watched Ana’s hand working furiously in her pussy. “Look at them
go, why aren’t we in there with them?”
“Ron, we can’t just walk in on them and say, ‘would you like to
have sex with us’, we need to get to know them better, and give
them a chance to know us.”
“I think that’s just wasting valuable fucking time.” Ron said to
John.
“For once I’m on Ron’s side.” Don said. “John, what better way
for us to get to know each other than having sex together?”
“Look at them John,” Ron implored, “do you really think they
would turn us down.
“What I’m seeing is that they love to get each other off. They
obviously love pussy, but we can’t just assume that they love all
sex. Even if we ask them nicely if they want to get in bed with
us, and they find it insulting, it could not only ruin any future
chance we have with them, it could put a strain on Dad’s
marriage, and do you really want to do that after just one day?”
“Why do you have to be so smart?” Ron complained
“Because I’m the oldest,” John answered.
“Yeah,” Ron giggled, “by 5 minutes. Hey—“he added, what are they
doing now?”


*****
Unaware of the show they were putting on for the boys, both
Hannah and Ana got up from the floor and went over to a drawer.
They had their backs to the camera so the boys couldn’t make out
what they were doing, but when they turned around they were both
wearing extra thick, 12 inch strap-on dildos.
*****
“Oh my God,” Don said when he realized what he was seeing, “look
at the size of those things.”
“There’s no way that they are thinking of—“ Ron left his sentence
unfinished as he saw Hannah lay on her back in the bed, the fake
penis pointing straight up. Lana, who had remained on her back,
turned and straddled her sister, guiding the head of the dildo to
her hole with a hand between her legs.
“There is no way that can fit.” Don said as he watched Lana
slowly lowering herself on the dildo, inch by inch disappearing
into her pink pussy.
After a few minutes Lana was lying directly on top of Hannah,
their breasts touching and their tongues dancing in each others
mouths.
“I don’t believe it.” Ron said with awed respect, but then added
in a shocked voice, “No way!”
As they looked on the boys saw as Ana came up behind Lana and,
after tonguing Lana’s ass hole for several minutes, placed the
head of her dildo at Lana’s rosebud. She applied some force but
Lana’s asshole was resisting. Hannah pumped Lana’s pussy a few
times and Lana’s ass relaxed enough for Ana to get the head of
her dildo in Lana’s little hole. Once she accomplished this she
slowly inched forward, letting more and more of the dildo in
Lana’s ass; finally resting only when her pubic hairs rubbed
against Lana’s ass cheeks.
The boys watched the look of absolute bliss on Lana’s face as she
found herself totally stuffed from both ends. Then they watched
as both Ana and Hannah began to pump in unison and Lana seemed to
find herself in a disembodied heaven as the sensations flowed
through both her pussy and her ass. This scene proved too much
for Ron and Don and they quickly stripped, their full sized cocks
extended before them. They fell on the bed in a sixty-nine and as
John continued to watch his new sisters in action, he soon got up
and went over to where Ron’s ass was pointing at him from the end
of the bed as he lay on top of Don, their dicks pumping in each
others mouths. In minutes John had stripped also and was pumping
his dick in Ron’s asshole.
Soon the images of their sisters were forgotten as they lost
themselves in their own lustful feelings and joyous sensations.
*****
In the meantime, in the girls’ room Lana continued to be pumped
from both ends, the moans coming from all the girls and the
sloshing of the dildos in the two holes was all to be heard. The
ripe smell of their excitement was intoxicating as Lana
approached a body shaking orgasm that made her scream she arched
her back and was completely overcome laying almost lifeless
between her two sisters.
After pumping a few more times Ana said, “I think we better stop
a while, Hannah.”
“Yeah, Sis,” Hannah agreed with a smile, “I think we may have
actually killed our sister with joy.”
“Yeah, but I’m the next to die.” As Ana said this she slowly
extracted the dildos from Lana’s ass, bending down to suck the
liquids flowing from her sister’s rear. After a few minutes, Ana
stood up again and helped Lana to slowly stand and extract the
dildo still in her pussy; once it was completely out, Lana weakly
lay down on her back, her vagina flowing fluids like the Niagara.
Ana bent down and sucked on it, and sucked on it, and sucked on
it until there was nothing left to drink. When Ana was finished
she removed her strap-on and mounted Hannah, taking over Lana’s
newly vacated position.
*****


As Lana watched Ana begin to ride the giant dildo, she decided
that she needed a break in the restroom. She walked over to it
still lost in ecstasy from the super-fucking her sisters had just
given her. As she peed in the bowl, she actually had another body
shaking orgasm, triggered by the mere sensation of the golden
fluids flowing through her pee hole. She wanted to re-enter her
room quietly without disturbing her sisters, she planned to sneak
up on Ana and stick her tongue right up her ass, however, she was
so dazed by this last orgasm that when she silently opened the
door, her mouth dropped open in a silent scream as she realized
she had headed in the wrong direction. She found herself staring
at her new brothers, in almost the same situation she had just
found herself with her sisters. Two of them were laying in a
sixty-nine in erotic heaven pumping the cum from each others
dicks (and what nice large dicks they were) while the third was
pumping his seed into the ass of one of the others, his back to
her.

“Yeah,” she heard this one say, “I’m cumming fast Ron, though I
would rather be cumming in them right now!”
Lana noticed that the one who had spoken turned his head to the
side and looked at something on the wall as he said this.
Following his gaze Lana gave another gasp, this one almost
audible, if not for the moaning of her brothers as they came. She
slowly and quietly backed out of the room and tried to think of
the best thing to do.
After a few minutes Lana simply walked back into her own room and
walking over to her sisters stuck her tongue in Ana’s ass and
licked and sucked like she was possessed. She bought her hand
between her sisters’ cunts and finding each of their clits pulled
and pinched, driving them both crazy until they could not take it
anymore and they were both cumming buckets. As they started to
come down from their sensual high, Lana stuck her tongue deep in
Ana’s pussy drinking her flowing fluids as she dismounted her
sister. As Ana was completely cleaned and Hannah removed her
dildo, Lana dove into Hannah’s cunt drinking up all her fluids as
well. Without another word Lana walked over to the wall and
turned off the light, returning to slip into bed with her
sisters.
Only when she sure that it was too dark to be seen did she open
her mouth and say, “we’re being watched.”
“What?” Hannah nearly shouted.
“Watched,” Ana repeated. “What do you mean watched?”
Lana slowly began to explain everything she had just seen in the
boys’ room, getting wet again between her knees as she gave a
very descriptive account of their actions and their cocks.
“So when you looked toward the plasma TV you saw us?” Hannah said
unbelievingly.
“Do you think they can hear us,” Ana asked.
“No,” Hannah said, “it’s obviously just a computer camera,
probably sends its signals through the same wireless network that
controls most of the house.”
“So he said he wanted to be cumming in us,” Ana asked. “So why
are we in here and not in there?”
“No!” Lana said angrily.
“Actually if they are as horny as we are, it could be very
satisfying.” Hannah said.
“Yeah Lana,” Ana said, “I mean does it really bother you that we
are being watched. Actually it makes me feel even extra hornier
knowing they can see us.”
“Being watched doesn’t bother me,” Lana said, “being spied on
does!”
“There’s a difference?” Hannah asked.
“Hell yeah,” Lana said angrily, “they’re free to watch us all
they want if they ask first and also provide us with a way to
watch them, but being watched against our knowledge is wrong.
They want to cum in us, fine, they’ll get their chance, and many
more I’m sure, but first, they need a little lesson taught them.”
“What are you thinking of doing,” Ana asked.
“I’m not sure yet, but while they are out tomorrow morning we’ll
be studying this little surveillance system of theirs. Let’s
sleep on it.”
*****


The boys watched as their new sisters turned off the lights and
fell asleep.
“Man that was some show.” Ron said. “Do you think it will be like
that every night?”
“I don’t know,” John said, “but our new sisters are definitely a
trio of wild girls.”

Chapter Four – Honeymoon Blues

Stan and Laura had agreed that for their honeymoon they wanted
nothing better than to be isolated from the real world and fuck
like crazy until time arrived for them to return. One week after
the honeymoon was over, new responsibilities would come for all
of them. Stan was starting a new job as head accountant of a
multi-billion dollar corporation, Laura would begin her life as a
housewife and mother of six, and the kids would all be starting
as freshmen in the local private high school.
On returning, Stan and Laura planned to dedicate the entire
remaining week of freedom to the new Anderson Family and to
making certain everyone was comfortable with each other. These
first two weeks of their matrimony, however, there was to be no
family, no co-workers, no schools, there was to be only each
other.
That had been the plan, anyway, but unfortunately, they couldn’t
really find anywhere to go that fit these requirements of
isolation. In the end, they decided to rent a luxury yacht and
sail to the middle of the Caribbean Ocean. Unfortunately, since
neither of them knew how to sail, and since they figured that
once in a while they might have to leave their cabin to eat, they
opted to allow one other couple to exist for these first two
weeks.
That couple was Henry and Josephine Carter, owners of the yacht.
They would act as the total crew while trying to be as invisible
as possible.
As their taxi arrived at the docks, Henry and Josephine were
waiting to greet the Andersons. Stepping out of the cab Stan held
the door open for Laura. Their driver, in the meantime, went to
pull their bags out of the trunk.
Stan turned to Henry and holding out his hand said, “Permission
to come aboard, Sir.”
Henry smiled, instantly liking the young couple (though not much
younger than he and his wife) and replied, “Permission granted.
You can go right aboard. I’ll handle your bags. You’ll be staying
in cabin 1.”
Stan gave him a quick nod and picking Laura up, carried her
aboard, following Josephine to his cabin.
Once inside the cabin Stan laid Laura on the huge bed he found
there and started to take off her clothes.
“You know,” Laura said smiling, “I can undress myself.”
“Not tonight, tonight you can’t do anything except enjoy
yourself.” As he said this, he began to strip himself, having
finished with Laura. Stan jumped on the bed and straddling
Laura’s chest presented his thick dick to her mouth.
“Oh, goody,” Laura said, joyously, “A cocktail, already.” And
with that said, she sucked Stan’s cock entirely down her throat.
Stan pulled out a little and then back in, working up a rhythm as
he fucked her face. Laura used her tongue, teeth, throat and
every other part of her mouth as she pleasured Stan. With her
expert ministrations, Stan was moaning and groaning in no time,
and quickly his cock grew in Laura’s mouth as it exploded,
presenting Laura with mouthful after mouthful of his precious
love offering.
As she gulped and swallowed all of his cum, cleaning Stan’s cock
completely, Laura gave Stan a glassy-eyed look that simply
screamed, “Your turn to drink!”
Stan began to move down Laura’s body, stopping to suck the
nipples of first one, then the other, of Laura’s perfect boobs.
When Stan continued his journey down Laura’s body, he made no
more stops until his tongue was deep in her very wet love box. As
he licked and sucked at her pussy, he stuck first one, then two
and finally three fingers in her hole and he began to pump them
in and out. At the same time, he locked his lips around her
swollen clit as he tickled it with his tongue. Laura was writhing
and moaning loudly, then, she screamed as she felt Stan, lightly,
bite her clit. Her eyes glazed and her back arched and Stan glued
his mouth to Laura’s pussy as her sweet nectars began to flow.
Stan continued slurping and drinking at her hole until the well
ran dry; he then looked up at her, his face coated with her
juices and said, “God I love the taste of your pussy juice!”
“And I love your cum,” Laura said bending toward his mouth so she
could kiss him, making sure to get a good taste of herself. After
all, Laura’s own pussy would be the only one to taste for two
weeks. As she thought that, she said, “I hope the kids are
getting along as well as we are.”
“Knowing my boys, they’re probably doing much more.” Then,
catching himself, Stan added, “More than just trying to get along
I mean; I mean they’re probably trying to be true brothers.” He
finished with a nervous smile and tried to hide it by locking
lips with Laura again and pushing his tongue into her mouth;
getting his tongue to dance merrily with hers.
Laura was glad for the interruption in conversation, as she had
almost said, “knowing my girls, probably more than you can
imagine.”
Laura closed her eyes as the one black thought that dampened her
mind returned in full force. “How do I tell my new husband that
my 15 year old girls are not only sexually active, but that I
very much enjoy joining them, and that in no way do I want to
change the special connection we have.”
Laura looked a little blue as once more she told herself, “He’ll
just never understand.”
Stan felt a wall of coldness go up between him and Laura. It was
the same wall that always went up when the subject of the kids
was mentioned. Good hot sex could usually break the wall down for
a while, but they couldn’t have non-stop sex for the rest of
their lives; it would be nice to try, but he knew in the real
world it just couldn’t be. As usual, he attributed the wall
solely to his secret about the boys’ sex drive, as well as his
involvement with Amy, who he loved, not as a servant, but as a
younger sister (he’d certainly done as much with her as with his
true sister). But, how was he to make his new bride understand
these kinds of things? “Shell probably pack up her girls and get
out of our lives forever if she finds out,” he thought finally,
hiding a frown.
*****


“Is it me, or do they not look as blissful as they did a moment
ago?” Josephine asked.
Henry took a moment to study the screen before them, from behind
his wife, where he was stuffing his cock in her fiery red-headed
pussy. “Ummm,” he said, “they do seem to have cooled off a bit.
That doesn’t mean we hat to, though.”
“I like his cock, I hope I can get him to fuck me,” Josephine
said dreamily.
“Honey, you can get anyone and anything with a cock to fuck you.”
“True, but tell me you wouldn’t like to be stuffing your cock in
that tight little love hole of hers right now, rather than in
me.”
Henry studied the screen for another minute, using a remote
control to zoom in on Laura’s blond pussy. “I have to admit it
does look tasty,” he said.
“Well, let’s see what happens in a few days,” Josephine said as
she dislodged Henry’s cock from her pussy; she turned around and
bending down sucked it into her mouth. Josephine then sucked on
Henry until he had cum, and cleaning him up said, “You should
take advantage of their break to announce our departure plans and
request their presence for a talk about life on board. The galley
is a good place to have it; we can have a snack at the same
time.”
“Yeah,” Henry said, “that’s a good idea.” Not taking his eyes off
of Laura’s pussy on the screen he added, “I’ll do that right
now.”
*****


Stan was about to drill his cock into Laura’s pussy when an
announcement came over the intercom system; “We’ll be preparing
to set sail in around 25 to 30 minutes,” it said, “please join us
in the galley for an important, yet quick, briefing.”
Both Stan and Laura actually welcomed the chance at a break from
the awkward silence that had suddenly taken over the cabin.
“Good,” they actually both thought at the same time, “now maybe
we can come back later and continue with no thoughts of the
kids.”
They got off the bed and opening the cabin door, found Josephine
waiting for them outside. “I’ll lead you to the galley,” she
said, “We can talk there and have a quick snack at the same time.
After my husband gives you a very boring lecture on maritime law
in international waters, as well as some safety tips and
emergency evacuation information, I’ll take a minute to show you
where everything is on board.”
“A tour,” Laura questioned smiling, wondering how hard it could
be to find anything on a boat.
“Something like that,” Josephine answered, also smiling as she
remembered Laura’s beautiful cunt, fully open and gushing juice.
“You’d be surprised how hard it is to find the bathroom when
every single cabin door looks exactly alike.”
“Actually,” Stan said, “both my wife and I are very experienced
at telling apart things that look exactly alike.” Stan said this
jokingly, thinking of the kids, but then suddenly became silent
again, and, looking serious thought, “I’ve got to try and get the
kids out of my mind! I wonder what they’re doing right now.”

Chapter Five – Amy’s Self-Serving Talents

The next morning, the boys mentioned to the girls at breakfast
that they were planning to spend the day at the beach and that
they were welcome to join them if they wished.
By the lustful look in the boys’ eyes, the girls knew that they
had enjoyed the early morning show they had put on for them. A
show that started with mutual masturbation, then pussy sucking
and finished with Hannah’s pussy being stuffed by Ana’s dildo as
she bent over the bed, directly in front of the camera. Lana had
then stuffed her dildo up Ana’s ass as Ana fucked Hannah. All the
girls had cum at least two times before going in to shower
together and get cleaned up. The knowledge that they were being
watched truly fueling their super-horny attitude.
“Thanks for asking,” Lana said, actually sincerely grateful, “but
we were sort of planning on getting to know the house a little
better, today. You three have been here for two weeks now, but we
only arrived last night.”
“Not to mention,” Ana added, “that we’re no where near finished
unpacking.”
John looked a little disappointed but said cheerfully, “Yeah, I
guess that’s true, we do have a bit of a head start on you. As
soon as you’re completely settled in, though, we expect you to
spend at least one full day with us on the beach.”
“Don’t worry,” Ana said, “soon we’ll be in your lives so much
you’ll be sorry our parents ever got together.”
“No way”, Don said, a little too quickly, then added with a
straight face, “I mean, I’m sure we’ll be sorry about that, Dad’s
so happy with Mom… you’re Mom I mean.”
“She’s your mom now too; you can call her ‘Mom’, it doesn’t
bother us. We’re not going to ask permission to call Dad, ‘Dad’.”
“You don’t have to Lana,” John said, realizing that he truly
liked his new sisters, and not simply because they were such hot,
sex-crazed whores.
*****


When the boys left, the girls found themselves in the kitchen
alone, for the first time, with Amy. None of the girls had really
had any opportunity to really study Amy, so they took some time
now to really look her over.
Amy was incredibly thin, but thin really worked for her, because,
as the girls noticed, Amy was a knock-out. She had started
working for Stan at the age of 15, when she first ran away from
the abusive foster parents she was living with. Amy had been left
an orphan very young, and had been in the system for years.
The girls kept staring at Amy as she worked to clean up the
dishes; they noted that her long red hair really seemed to flow.
Amy had noticed the girls’ stares and, smiling on the inside,
thought, “Why don’t I give them something worth looking at?”
With that thought, Amy began to wipe the dish she was currently
cleaning dry, and as she moved to place it on the sinks counter,
elbowed a plastic bowl already on there. The bowl, which was full
of some leftover food for the garbage disposal, banged to the
ground, spilling all the contents on the floor.
The sound startled the girls, who were currently staring at Amy’s
nicely shaped boobs, back into reality.
“Oh,” Hannah said, “let me help you with that.”
“Don’t worry little mistress, it was going to the garbage
anyway.”
Grabbing a mini-broom and garbage scoop, Amy bent down right in
front of the girls saying, “It’ll only take a minute.”
“Oh—,” Lana exclaimed loudly pointing out Amy’s rear. Then
catching herself quickly said, “I mean, oh, that’s good.”
Hannah and Ana hadn’t needed Lana to point out what had startled
her, because as soon as Amy had bent down, they had seen it too.
Strangely enough, they had not noticed before how short Amy’s
skirt was, but now they couldn’t miss it. As she bent down, Amy’s
skirt lifted well above her ass cheeks, and since she wasn’t
wearing any panties, the girls were treated to a front row view
of one of the most adoring pussies they’d ever seen.
Ana, especially, seemed mesmerized by Amy’s cunt, she couldn’t
immediately put her finger on it, but she thought at first that
something looked strange, then realizing what it was she gasped
out loud, “No hair!”
Lana and Hannah both stepped on her feet as, from her bent down
position Amy asked, “Sorry, did you say something?” Amy was
actually laughing on the inside as she spread her legs
(apparently to get closer to the floor) and her pussy totally
opened up letting the girls see straight into the pink interior
of her cunt, which was obviously leaking juice.
Trying to fix her mistake Ana said quickly, “I said ‘no hair’-ry,
no hurry at all. You can take all the time you need to clean it
up.”
And take her time she did, Amy slowly swept the garbage onto the
scoop, and when she finally had it all, seemed to rise in slow
motion. She turned to see the girls looking at her in awe.
“Is everything all right?” she asked.
“Alright,” Lana questioned puzzled, then said, “oh yes, it is
definitely alright!”
“Yeah,” Ana added, “it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever
seen—the clean floor I mean.”
“Why don’t we go upstairs,” Ana suggested, “We still need to
finish that unpacking.”
“Yeah,” Hannah agreed, “let’s get upstairs now!”
“Definitely,” Lana chimed in as she turned toward the stairs and
lead the way.
*****


Once upstairs, the sisters once more stripped and instantly
formed a daisy chain of tongues in cunts. The sight of Amy had so
excited them that it wasn’t long before all three were cumming
like crazy.
When they came up for air from each others pussies, Ana said,
“God, I needed that!”
“Did you guys see how smooth and soft her pussy looked without
any hair?” Lana asked. “I’d like to look like that.”
“She must shave regularly.” Hannah said, and then added, “I
haven’t sucked a hairless pussy in four years.”
“Do you think we’ll get a chance to sample Amy?” Ana asked
hopefully.
“We definitely have to try,” Lana said, “but first things first,
and the first thing we have to do is find that camera and start
planning our revenge.”
Both Hanna and Ana looked worriedly at Lana and Ana asked, “We’re
not going to do anything to hurt them or make them real mad are
we?”
“Yeah, Lana” Hannah said holding her head down as if scared to
look Lana in the eye, “I really like them, I don’t want them
forever upset with us.”
“I promise we won’t do anything to damage our relationship with
them before it’s even begun. We’re just going to give them a
taste of their own medicine and show them that we’re not
brainless. I guarantee that when it is all over we will all be a
lot closer.”
“I hope you’re right,” Ana said. “So where do we start?”
“Well,” Lana said, “First we find that camera, and since this
will require a lot of computer know how, Hannah will be in
charge.”
“There,” Hannah said after just a minute of studying the wall and
ceiling in front of their bed. “The air vent on the ceiling. I
can just make out something sticking out of it.”

After fishing out the camera, Hannah, the true electronic and
computer genius of the trio made notes such as the make, the
type, and the serial number. She then simply returned the camera
to the vent exactly as it was.
“Now we need to find some information about the program running
the camera.” Hannah said.
“And where do we get that info?” Lana asked.
“Just follow me.” Hannah said, leading the way to the bathroom
and straight through to the boys’ room.
“Hannah,” she we be barging into their room like this?” Ana asked
nervously.
“Just trust me will you, this is my department. Look, there’s
their computer.”
“Wow,” Ana said as she looked around, “except for the arrangement
of the furniture, this is an exact copy of our room, absolutely
everything the same.”
“Dad probably felt that the best way to show we all meant the
same was to start us all off exactly even.” Hannah said this as
she sat the computer desk, there she made note of the extra wire
connecting the computer to the Plasma TV. “See that wire,” she
pointed out, “that’s how they use the big screen to watch us.”
Hannah then proceeded to turn on the computer, “if I’m right,
they’ve probably been too busy setting up this surveillance
system for all their uses to have even considered individual
accounts and password protection.” As the computer booted she
added, “This will be even easier than I thought, it was in
hibernation rather than off.”
“Why does that make it easier?” Lana asked.
“Well, see for yourself, the last program they were using is
still open, and as I thought, it’s the surveillance program.”
Hannah clicked on a minimized window and as it filled the screen,
they saw their empty bedroom.
“What’s that list on the bottom?” Lana asked curiously, noting
the words across the bottom of the screen.
“Ana,” Hannah said, “read them to me while I write.”
As Ana begin to read she said, “It says: ‘1-Girls, 2-Bath1,
3-Parents, 4-Bath2, 5-Amy, 6-Pietro, 7-Bath3, 8-Family, and
9-Game.”
“So what does it mean?” Lana asked again.
“I’ve got an idea,” Hannah said pressing the ‘F5’ key on the top
of the keyboard.
“Hey, look,” Lana said, “it’s Amy. I guess she finished cleaning
up. Is that her room? Look at all those dildos and sex toys
hanging on the wall. It’s like a freaking sex shop.”
“I think she is definitely our kind of girl.” Ana said smiling.
“She’s taking her clothes off,” Lana said excitedly. “Hannah, can
you put it on the big screen?”
“Just turn on the Plasma TV, it’s probably already on the right
channel.”
Ana spotted the remote control on the bed and switching it on saw
that Hannah was indeed correct. They watched as Amy stretched for
several minutes including a few back to front and left to right
splits that left her pussy completely open.
“Is there any way to zoom in on her twat?” Lana asked sticking a
finger in her own naked pussy and pumping as she watched Amy.
Hannah hit several keys with no results, and then hitting one of
the arrow keys noticed a shift in the camera’s view. Playing
around with the rest of the arrow keys, she found that she could
center anything she wanted to focus on in the room. She focused
on Amy then tried a few more keys without result, finally she hit
the ‘+’ key on the number pad and received the desired result of
zooming in a bit on Amy. She hit the key several times more,
using the arrow keys to continuously focus on her goal, and soon
they were treated to a full screen view of only Amy’s open pussy.
“Wow,” Lana said, “this is so cool!”
Hannah kept the camera focused on Amy’s pussy until she moved.
Hannah then used the ‘-’ key to zoom out and watch Amy’s next
move.
“Look’s like she’s going to bed.” Lana said.
“No, wait,” Ana said, as Amy turned to the wall and grabbed
something. “Is that an anal vibrator?”
“Looks like it,” Hannah affirmed as Amy climbed into the bed on
her back and raised her legs. As she did so, she spread them open
and the girls once more had an incredible shot of her open pussy.
Hannah once more zoomed in on it, but almost instantly, shifted
the focus to her ass, where, Amy’s fingers were busy, spreading
her rosebud as the other hand worked to quickly and fully insert
the vibrator.
“That must feel so good.” Lana said as sweat started to drip down
her face, three fingers now pumping in her pussy as her thumb
busily rubbed her swollen clit.
“What’s she doing?” Ana said suddenly.
Hannah zoomed out to a full picture of Amy and Lana screamed, “NO
WAY!”
They watched as, with the anal vibrator securely inserted in her
butt, Amy brought her legs over her head; raising her arms, she
grabbed the inside of her knees and pulled herself down until her
pussy was right over her mouth. They saw her tongue sliding back
and forth and Ana said, “Is she—is she—” she, however, could not
get the words out, so mystified was she.
Hannah focused on Amy’s head and as she zoomed in Lana finally
said, “She’s eating herself. That’s incredible!”
They continued to watch as Amy serviced herself in this contorted
position until it was obvious she was near cumming; suddenly, Amy
released her knees, pulled the vibrator from her ass and lay
straight on her bed holding the vibrator to her clit in one quick
movement.
Focusing and zooming in on her pussy Hannah said, “Wow, Ana,
look, you have competition for the ‘greatest gusher’ award.”
At that Lana gave a small scream and almost fainted as she
started to cum as well. Ana helped her to the boys’ bed and
instantly dove between her legs, drinking up all the juices that
were flowing. When she finally came down from her bliss, she
found Hannah viewing some figures and phrases on the screen.
“What are you doing now?” Lana asked.
“I’m getting the properties of the network the cameras are hooked
up to. Things like frequency, IP and Network address; a lot of
stuff you don’t want me to try to explain to you. In short, I’m
getting the information we need to work these cameras from our
own computer.”
“You mean we can watch this kind of stuff daily from our own
room?” Lana said excitedly, getting off the bed.
“We can after I get a few things, starting,” Hannah said holding
up a disk she had found among the CD-ROMs, “with this.”
“What’s that?” Ana asked puzzled.
“It’s the program that controls the surveillance system.”
Grabbing a blank CD-R disk from among a pack on the desk, Hannah
quickly programmed the computer to make and exact copy of the
surveillance system disk. Then, grabbing all her notes, the copy
of the disk and returning everything to its original state
(including the system focused on their room and minimized and the
computer in hibernation) she said, “We’re finished here for now,
let’s get back to our room. Lana, make sure the bed is exactly
the way we found it, and don’t forget to put the remote control
for the TV back on it.
*****


Once back in their room, Hannah quickly sat at the computer desk
and powered up the system. When it finished booting, she inserted
the CD-R in the drive and installed the surveillance system
controls. She then went on to use the properties she had copied
to set up a link to the network of cameras, fine-tuning it a bit
so as to run independent of the boys’ computer.
“That way we can be seeing one thing, while they watch something
else,” she explained. “I also added a safeguard so we are never
in control of the camera if the boys’ system and ours are focused
on the same scene at once.”
“Why would you do that?” Ana asked, “I’d like to control what
we’re watching.”
“The boys’ would probably get suspicious if we started zooming in
or focusing on scenes while they were watching. I’m sure they
would know what’s best to focus in on.”
After all was installed, they tested the system and Lana said,
“Hey, smile, you’re on candid camera.” And indeed they could see
themselves leaning over the computer desk.
“Good,” Hannah said, “they can’t see what’s on the monitor, and
since our Plasma TV is against the same wall as the camera, they
won’t be able to see that either.”
After testing the system a little more, and locating all the
cameras, they found that the ‘F1’ to ‘F9’ keys controlled the 9
cameras listed at the bottom of the screen. These were, in order:
their room, their bathroom, their parent’s room, their parent’s
bathroom, Amy’s room, Pietro’s room, the bathroom used by the two
servants, the family room and the game room.
“Now we just need to go shopping for two things and we’ve pretty
much finished.” Hannah said.
“Shopping,” Ana said, “Shopping for what?”
“A tenth camera and a wire to connect our Plasma TV to our
computer,” Hannah answered. “Get dressed, the mall is just three
blocks away, there should be an electronics or computer store
there.”

Chapter Six –Beach Party

Meanwhile, at the beach, the boys had spent the first two hours
enjoying the water and soaking up some sun. There were few other
people on the beach at this time, and they didn’t really know
anyone in the neighborhood yet anyway.
“Man, I’m sleepy, I don’t know why laying in the sun tires a
person out so much.”
“I don’t think that’s what has you so tired, Don,” John said, “I
think going to sleep so late, watching Amy and the girls, and
getting up early to watch them some more does that.”
“Yeah,” Ron agreed, “I know what you mean. I really don’t know if
I slept much at all, I was so excited. Maybe we should go home
and lay down.”
“We can just take a nap right here,” John asked. “Why do you
think I brought the tent for? Help me put it up and we can get
some sleep here and later go back in the water a while. We still
need to try and meet some kids our own age, and I think we have a
better chance of doing that here than in our own beds.”
“But we can eventually take them to our own beds, right?” Don
asked, grinning mischievously at John.
“Eventually,” John said smiling back, “now help me with the
tent.”
The other two agreed with the plan and got to work pitching their
tent. It was a rather large tent, in fact, up to five people
could comfortably lay in it at one time, and it stood 7 feet tall
so standing in it was also an easy task. Despite its size,
however, the boys had it up in no time, having several years of
family camping trip experience with it. When they had finished,
however, they were even more tired and simply zipped up the front
and lay on the floor, instantly falling asleep.
*****


Around an hour and a half later, John awoke to the sounds of much
music, screaming, running and murmuring. He thought it must be
near or just past noon as, even through the tents heavy material,
he could feel the suns rays directly above him. Looking over at
his brothers and seeing them still fast asleep he thought, as he
had many times before, “these two could sleep through the bombing
of Pearl Harbor.”
Getting up and walking to the door, he quickly unzipped the front
entrance and stepped out. He noticed immediately that the beach
was no longer semi-deserted; in fact, it was hard to see a spot
that wasn’t inundated with people. He looked around and, though
there were people of all ages, it was obvious that most were kids
between 8 and 15.
“Cool tent.” He heard someone say behind him.
Turning, John saw a group of around 8 kids with a soccer ball.
The group consisted of 5 girls and 3 boys, and John did not miss
noticing that some of the girls were studying him with great
interest, but he could tell that they were junior high school
kids.
“Hi,” John said, “wow, what’s going on, this beach was almost
deserted an hour ago.”
“We’re having a party,” one of the girls said.
“You’re not from around here, are you?” It was one of the boys
that had spoken, he sounded somewhat rude, but probably not
intentionally.
“JASON!” the girl who had been speaking exhorted, and then
turning back to John said, “what my brother means is that all
kids in the area know that this the weekend of the annual
‘end-of-summer’ beach extravaganza. Students from all the local
schools will be gathering here for the next two days and nights.”
“Really,” John said, sounding somewhat excited and thinking of
the perfect opportunity this gave him and his brothers, and his
new sisters as well, of meeting kids their age. “Well thanks for
letting me know, my family just moved into the neighborhood two
weeks ago, and we can really take advantage of this party to meet
some people.”
“Well, I hope you enjoy yourself, my name is Katrina by the way,
and this is my brother Jason.”
“I’m sorry if I sounded rude before,” Jason said sticking out his
hand. “Maybe I can make it up by giving you a tip, our sister
Debbie, she’s in charge of the entertainment this year, is on the
other side of the beach; she’s starting High School this year.
Most kids her age can be found on that side.”
John noticed that the girls that had been studying him, and even
Katrina, all threw Jason a dirty look. John took Jason’s hand and
smiling at him said, “Well that certainly is a good tip, thanks a
lot. By the way, my name is John.” Bowing at all of them he
turned and went back to the tent to get his brothers.
*****
As John zipped up the front again after stepping in, he turned
and saw Ron and Don were both finally showing signs of life.
“What’s all the noise outside?” Ron asked as he tried to adjust
his eyes and stared at John.
“Yeah,” Don said, stretching, as he fought to completely wake up.
“I thought this was supposed to be a peaceful spot.”
“Looks like it won’t be so peaceful for the next two days, and
apparently we’re on the wrong side of the beach.”
“What are you talking?” both his brothers asked confused.
John then filled his brothers in on everything he had just
learned.
“Wow, a two day long beach party!” Don said, “Man, the girls are
going to be sorry they didn’t join us.”
“We’ll fill them in when we get home; they’ll still have a whole
day, at least, to make friends.”
“But we’re going to start making friends now, right?” Don asked.
“Yeah, let’s get this tent back down so we can find a spot on the
other side.” Ron insisted.
“Let’s eat something first.” John said, pushing Ron onto his
back, fishing out his cock, and kneeling to insert it in his
brother’s mouth.
“Good idea,” Don said, pulling out his own cock, “it is lunch
time after all. He went over to Ron and pulling out Ron’s cock
knelt and sucked it into his mouth. He then lay on the ground at
an angle that made it easy for John to stretch forward and
suction Don’s cock into his mouth as Ron continued to suck his.
Soon, all three were loudly slurping and sucking and when,
one-by-one, they started to cum they greedily drank and ate up
all the delicacies offered.
After they had all had their share, as well as a time to catch
their breath, John said, “Great lunch guys, now let’s get this
tent down and get to the other side.”

Chapter Seven – Salad Undressing

It had taken the girls very little time to go to the mall and
return with their purchases. Hannah’s most difficult problem was
figuring out how to add a new camera to the existing wireless
surveillance system, yet keep it invisible from other users of
the network, that is, from the boys. It didn’t take her long to
figure it out though, and in no time the ‘F10’ key of their
computer was controlling a private, password protected, camera
that, after testing, they then sneaked into the boys’ room to
plant.
“There’s the vent,” Ana pointed out to Hannah, “but it is not
directly in front of the bed like ours.”
“Does that mean we won’t be able to watch them?” Lana asked.
Hannah studied the position of the vent in relationship to the
rest of the room and smiling said, “actually, we can not only
watch everything they do on the bed, but since their computer and
Plasma TV is on the opposite wall—”
“We can always see what they are watching,” Ana finished, smiling
as the realization of this came to her too.
“Lana, can you get me that chair by the wall,” Hannah asked,
“this has to be put in just right so that so little of it is
visible that it virtually invisible, yet at the same time, the
lens at the end needs room to move. Ana, get on the bed and tell
me if you can spot it.”
After 15 minutes of positioning and re-positioning the camera
within the vent, they finally found a perfect angle from which it
could not be seen unless you knew it was there, and yet still had
enough flexibility to see majority of the room.
After returning to their room and connecting their plasma TV to
the computer, they ran one final test on the new camera, moving
the focus around the boys’ room and zooming in on different key
areas (the bed and their plasma TV in particular).
“I think it’s perfect,” Ana said.
“Hannah, you are truly a genius,” Lana said, “What’s next?”
“Next we go down and eat something,” Hannah said, “I’m starved.”
“It is passed lunch time,” Lana agreed, “is Amy up yet?”
Checking the monitor, Hannah pressed the ‘F5’ key and saw that
Amy was still sleeping. She was naked and a finger of her right
hand was deep in her pussy, but she was obviously out cold.
“Wow, do I ever sleep like that,” Ana asked.
“It’s the only way to sleep,” Lana said.
Minimizing the screen and putting the computer in hibernation,
Hannah got up and said, “Let’s check if she left something for us
to eat before going to bed.”
*****


Down in the kitchen, they checked the refrigerator and found that
Amy had left them a large bowl of Cesar Salad to snack on if they
got hungry before she awakened.
“It looks good, almost as good as Mom’s.” Lana said getting some
individual bowls from the cupboard above the sink.
“What kind of dressing do we have,” Ana asked.
Checking the fridge Hannah answered dully, “there’s French and
Ranch, that’s it.”
“Well that’s not good,” Ana said disappointed, then added sadly,
“What we really need is some Laura Dressing.”
“Maybe we can make some ourselves,” Lana said spotting a bottle
for mixing home made salad dressing in the cupboard and grabbing
it. She brought everything over to the large kitchen table (not
as large though as the table in the dining room where family
meals were to be eaten).
“It’s a little hard to make Laura Dressing when the main
ingredient is somewhere in the middle of the Caribbean Sea.”
Hannah said with a sad look.
“Well, then maybe we can invent our own,” Lana said, hopefully
picking up the salad dressing mixing bottle again.
“We would still at least need—Pietro!” Hannah said loudly as
someone walked in from the opposite side of the kitchen. “Where
did you come from? We haven’t seen you all day.”
“I slept late this morning. Ms. Bradson and I were up rather long
hours last night discussing how the division of responsibilities
should be handled as well as our official roles in the new
household. We had promised Master and Lady Anderson we’d have
everything worked out long before they return.”
“And did you reach an agreement,” Ana asked.
“I believe so, Ms. Bradson is officially the cook, but she will
also attend to the housekeeping and the duties of an upstairs
maid.”
“And you,” Hannah asked.
“I am officially the butler, but I will also double as a gardener
and chauffer when needed.”
“Gardener,” Lana exclaimed, “What do you know about gardening?”
“Everything,” Pietro said proudly, “I was gardener at my last
employment for 10 years before coming to work for Laura—I mean
Lady Anderson.”
“You know, you don’t have to suddenly be so formal and proper,”
Ana said upset at yet another sign that life would be changing.
“Actually, I do little lady, for the time being at least.”
“You know,” Hannah said, suddenly noticing something, “you and
Amy seem to have left something out of your job descriptions.”
“I’m not following you, young lady,” Pietro said questionably.
“Well, that’s sort of what I mean,” Hannah said smiling, “with
you as butler/gardener/chauffer and Amy as cook/housekeeper/maid
who is following us around?”
Lana, finally understanding where her sister was going, said,
“Yeah, who’s the nanny?”
“Ah yes, the point that truly kept us up most of the night,”
seeing the confusion on the girls faces Pietro continued quickly,
“you see, neither of us wanted to surrender that title, and yet
we didn’t think it prudent to have two nannies, one for the boys
and one for you three.”
“Why not,” Lana asked defiantly.
“Well,” Pietro said smiling, “Ms. Bradson and I agreed that it
will not be long before you and the young masters become
virtually inseparable, and what then are we to do, both be with
you at all times wherever you go?”
“Oh,” said Lana, with a little understanding of the reasoning
behind this decision. “So what did you finally agree to with
respect to us?”
“You remember our favorite movie,” Pietro asked, having thought
very long that morning of a simple way to tell his girls that he
would no longer be their nanny; a way that would not make them
feel rejected.
“The Sound of Music,” the three girls said at the same time.
“Remember what the oldest daughter tells Maria when she first
introduces herself?”
“She said that she was 16 and didn’t need a governess,” Ana, who
knew the entire movie by heart, said quickly.
“Correct,” said Pietro, “which leads me to a question I put to
you now; you three are 15 going on 16 in a world were children
grow up much faster than when that movie was made, do you really
need a babysitter?” Pietro smiled at them as he said this, then
added, “Either, Ms. Bradson or I will always be in the house
should an emergency arise, and both of us are willing at any time
to answer any questions that might be troubling you; social,
professional or personal. Note, however, that in the last
category, personal troubles, we would like you and the boys to
get comfortable and used to going to either of your parents
first. For the most part, though, Ms. Bradson and I feel you kids
will be fine taking care of yourselves. There are six of you now,
and all very intelligent. You’ll be fine.”
All three of the girls leaned over to Pietro and gave him a final
hug (as their nanny, anyway) and a quick kiss on the cheek.
“I’d say we’re going to miss you,” Hannah said, “but it’s not
like you’re going away. You know we all love you so much.”
“Of course, but enough lecturing, what were you three doing when
I entered?”
“Oh,” Lana said, suddenly remembering the salad. “Amy left us
some great Caesar Salad, and we were trying to figure out how to
make our blend of Laura Dressing. We were talking about the lack
of a key ingredient when you came in, can you help us with it?”
She handed him the salad dressing mixing bottle as she said this.
Pietro took the bottle saying, “Anytime young lady.” He then
unzipped his pants and began to masturbate before them all. At
the same time, Lana grabbed some small plastic cups off the table
and handing one each to Ana and Hannah, and keeping one herself
said, “Okay you two, give me as much as you can.”
Taking off their clothes, all the girls began masturbating in
rhythm with Pietro, every now and then, sticking their fingers in
each others assholes and pumping, but for the most part
concentrating on just their own clits and never going into even
their own pussy holes, wanting to keep the ingredients as pure
and plentiful as possible.
By the time they finished, Pietro had actually cum twice,
directly in the bottle (which was divided up with measurement
lines for accurate mixing) producing 3 fl oz. of the key
ingredient. The girls also had each cum twice, donating at least
2 fl oz. each of the additional ingredients. Lana took the bottle
from Pietro and as she thanked him, he zipped up his pants and
giving a small bow turned and headed out of the kitchen toward
the stairs that led down to his bedroom.
Not bothering to dress, the girls turned toward the table and set
to the task of preparing their dressing.
“Ana,” Lana said, “You handle the mixing. I’ll grab that pen and
pad by the refrigerator. If this comes out okay I want to
remember the recipe. I’m going to name it, ‘Anderson Dressing’
give me the ingredients as you put them in.”
“Okay,” Ana said as she began enumerating the ingredients,
“Ingredient number 1: 3 fl oz. of Pietro cream, ingredient 2
through 4: 2 fl oz. each of Hannah, Ana, and Lana juice.” As she
enumerated these, Ana added each of the ingredients and, placing
the top on the bottle, shook strongly until the 9 fl oz. in the
bottle were completely mixed.
Taking the top off the bottle, she put a drop on her finger and
brought it to her tongue.
Ana had an unsatisfied look in her face and Hannah said, “Well,
how is it?”
“I don’t know, I can taste the salty goodness, but it still seems
way too sweet. Don’t get me wrong, it tastes delicious and I feel
like just putting the bottle to my mouth and drinking it all
down, but we’re not trying to make a refreshment here. There’s
something missing, it’s the wrong color and it should be a little
bitterer.”
“Oh yeah,” Lana said suddenly, “how could I have forgotten!” She
grabbed another cup from the table and peeing in it handed it to
Ana saying, “Try adding 3 fl oz. of this.”
Ana took the cup smiling and pouring 3 fl oz. into the bottle,
once more put the top on, shook violently until the, now, 12 fl
oz. in the bottle were all a golden yellow mixture.
“Well, at least it is the right color now,” Lana said, “taste
it.”
Ana once more took a drop on her tongue and smiling as the flavor
made her insides tingle said, “It’s perfect!”
Lana, smiling, wrote down, “Add 3 fl oz. of Lana ‘Golden Juice’
and mix.” Then after looking at it a second added, “Note: SHAKEN
NOT STIRRED!”
Ana laughed a little and said, “I bet most salad dressing
companies would kill for this recipe.”
“I’ll serve the salad,” Hannah said, grabbing the huge bowl and
adding salad to each of their smaller ones. As she put a bowl and
fork in front of each of them, Amy entered the kitchen in
short-shorts and a top that just barely covered her breasts.
“Sorry I was late preparing lunch, I got to sleep pretty late
last night.”
“Pietro told us,” Lana said smiling. None of the girls seemed to
remember that they were still all naked. “This salad you left
will make a fine lunch anyway.” As she said this, she grabbed the
bottle Ana had finished with and poured some dressing on her
salad before passing the bottle to Hannah.
“I was about to have a bit myself,” Amy said, “I really didn’t
eat breakfast.” She grabbed a small bowl and fork, and as she
served herself, watched the three girls with interest. They were
all eating their salads with their eyes closed, savoring the
flavor, their minds apparently lost in some erotic heaven with
each bite.
Amy picked up the salad dressing bottle from the table, where
Hannah had left it, and tasting it smiled as she understood the
girls’ apparent fascination with their salads. “I knew my salad
couldn’t be that good.” Amy said, shocking the girls back to the
real world. “This salad dressing, however, is exquisite.”
All the girls suddenly opened their eyes wide, in time to see Amy
pouring some dressing over her salad and taking a bite. “Damn,
this is yummy.” She said smiling. “Now I can see where most of
the ingredients—CUM—from,” she added as she strongly inspected
the girls, their breasts and pussies in particular. As she did
this, the girls’ eyes popped open even wider as they realized for
the first time that they were still naked. “But there’s a bit of
a good, salty, taste that I can’t picture being supplied by
anything in front of me.”
Hannah and Ana looked nervous and uncomfortable as they watched
Amy eating the salad, and obviously loving the dressing. Lana,
however, who had always been the boldest when it came to the
opportunity of sexual pleasure, just smiled and said, “Oh, that,
well, Pietro has always had a lifetime supply of that rare
ingredient and he’s always willing to share.”
“Really,” Amy questioned with a mischievous grin. “Well, it’s
good to know I can just go next door whenever I have a craving
for it; with the Master’s new wife, I thought I would have to be
climbing all the way to the 2nd floor every time I had a need for
some.”
The girls smiled as they understood what she was saying, and Ana
said, “Tell you what Amy, you take all that Pietro has to offer,
and leave the supply on the 2nd floor to us, OK?”
Smiling Amy poured more dressing on her salad and winking at the
girls said, “for now anyway. I think I’ll finish this in my
room.” And she turned and left, eating her salad as she walked.
“Is she incredible or what,” Lana said.
The other girls, however, gave Lana strange looks. Ana’s was
definitely angry, while Hannah’s look was one of worry and fear.
“What’s wrong,” Lana asked.
“Are you crazy or just plain stupid,” Ana exhorted, “you could
have gotten Pietro in real trouble talking about him like that!”
“To Amy,” Lana questioned annoyed at being talked to like this
and making a note to remind Ana who was boss, it had obviously
been too long since she had last felt ‘The Wrath of the Queen’.
“Come on, are you blind or something? She’s just like us! They’re
all just like us. Mom was right, our families do belong together.
The faster everyone admits it, the faster we can become the
super-close family we’re destined to be. Now, if you two have
finished your salads, clean up in here!” As she said this, she
bent down and picked up her clothes, she then turned and walked
towards the exit that led to the upstairs staircase. She stopped
for a second and turning her head slightly said, “Don’t forget to
put the remaining salad and the bottle of dressing in the
refrigerator.”
“Hey, where are you going,” Ana said, annoyed with Lana’s sudden
bossiness.
“Didn’t you see that woman,” Lana said, “she was close to
exploding just as she talked to us, that’s why she had to leave
so suddenly. I’m going up to our room and watch what she does.”
As she stepped out, Hannah and Ana turned and looked sheepishly
at each other.
“Isn’t she suppose to be the youngest sister,” Ana asked.
Hannah gave a small shrug and said, “We all have things at which
we excel; when it comes to electronics and computers you follow
me, when it comes to our music group, you are our one and only
lead voice, but when it comes to all things sexual—”
“—Lana is our leader,” Ana finished smiling as she nodded in
agreement and let out a low sigh.
“Come on,” Hannah said, “the faster we finish our clean-up
orders, the faster we can go up and join her.”

Chapter Eight – Dress Code at Sea

Laura awoke, still very much exhausted, to see that the clock by
the bed read almost 2 PM. She could hear Stan breathing evenly,
and knew that he must still be asleep. Not wanting to wake him,
she rolled slowly out of bed and stretched as she got to her
feet.
“Poor dear,” Laura thought, “he’s still dead to the world.”
Laura didn’t find this surprising since, after finally setting
sail, Stan and her had returned to the cabin and done nothing but
have continual sex for the next 8 hours straight. She lost count
of how many times they had each cum after just the 2nd hour. Even
when Stan’s cock wasn’t up to the task (which amazingly was very
rarely) he continued, using either his tongue, his fingers, or
the vibrator she had brought along until his cock felt up to
continuing the job itself. And when her cunt was too sore to feel
more, they would give it a break; her mouth, butt and tits all
more than happy to fill in while her number one love hole rested.
Stan and her had made a deal to try every single sexual position
known before the their two weeks alone was over, maybe even
invent a few new positions, and last night they had sure covered
a lot of positions.
So why wasn’t she happier after such a satisfying night of sex?”
As she wrapped a towel around herself and got a bathing suit and
a bottle of sun tan lotion (planning first to bath, then to go up
and get some sun) she wondered what the girls were doing on their
first full day with brothers.
Laura’s mouth suddenly dropped as she realized why she wasn’t a
bit happier. “Oh yeah,” she thought, “that again.”
Laura had gotten through her first night as a wife without ever
making any type of meaningful conversation. As a matter a fact,
the only words either of them spoke to each other were one word
imperatives such as: “YES!”, “DEEPER!”, “HARDER!”, “MORE!”, and
“SUCK!” Laura’s nipples hardened as she thought of this and she
rushed to the bathroom hoping not to be seen.
*****
After her bath, Laura went up to the yacht’s sun deck in her butt
floss bikini and noticed someone lying on a towel, already
getting sun.
“Oh,” Laura gasped loudly, realizing that it was Mrs. Carter and
that she was completely nude.
Mrs. Carter, who had been resting with her eyes closed, opened
them and on seeing Laura said, “Mrs. Anderson, you’re awake. If
I’d known I’d have prepared you something to eat.”
“That’s okay,” Laura said, mesmerized by Josephine Carter’s
pussy. Except for a long strip of fire red hair right about the
beginning of the split (no doubt to prove she was a natural
red-head) it was as hairless and smooth as a new born babe. “I
actually had a lot to eat last night,” she finished.
“I can imagine,” Josephine said, remembering how she had watched
Stan and Laura in action most of the night, and how she had seen
Laura swallow Stan’s cum more than half a dozen times. Josephine
suddenly thought of the mischievous grin that must at the moment
be on her face and quickly added, “With your wedding feast and
all; wedding cake especially can be very filling.”
Laura then noticed Josephine giving her bathing suit some odd
looks, and she seemed to have a disapproving look in her eyes.
This confused Laura who thought, “She’s standing there in her
birthday suit, where anyone including my new husband can easily
see her, and she disapproves of the way I’m dressed?”
Out loud Laura said, “Is something wrong, Mrs. Carter?”
Smiling, Josephine said, “Well, first of all, you’re to call me
Josie; Mrs. Carter was my mother-in-law (I never really liked
her); second, and please don’t be upset with me for pointing this
out, but you are not complying with the dress code agreed upon in
the contract you signed when you rented the yacht.”
“Dress code,” Laura questioned, more confused than ever, “what
dress code? I didn’t see anything about a dress code.”
“It’s right in the fine print,” Josephine said, walking over to a
table against the wall, on which rested a very nice computer
system. Josephine pressed some keys and a document was instantly
printed up. Handing the document to Laura, she said, “Here, read
it again.”
Laura saw instantly that it was a photo copy of the agreement in
question, Stan and her signatures were both on it. She took a
closer look at the fine print, looking for some mention of a
dress code; both her eyes and her mouth opened wide as she read a
simple sentence, “NOTE THAT BY SIGNING THIS CONTRACT YOU ALSO
AGREE TO RESPECT OUR FIRM BELIEF IN NUDISM AND THAT YOU
UNDERSTAND THAT EXCEPT WHEN THE BOAT IS DOCKED OR WHEN WE HAVE
BEEN CONTACTED TO EXPECT AN INSPECTION, ABSOLUTELY NO CLOTHES ARE
ALLOWED!”
After the initial shock had worn off, and Laura began to get the
humor in their situation she gave a small laugh and smiling at
Josephine reached behind herself and removed her top, she then
slipped out of her bottom and said, “Well Josie, I guess I
definitely over packed. I think I better go point this out to my
husband, and I’m sorry if I disrespected you beliefs.”
“It’s okay Mrs. Anderson, and you really should come down and eat
something now, even if you still feel full. I’ll go prepare
something for you and your husband in the galley.
*****
Stan had woken up when he felt Laura get off the bed; he wasn’t
ready to talk to her yet, so he kept his eyes closed and remained
still until he felt her leave the cabin. All he could think of
was what a great wife he had, what a fantastic lover she was,
“heck,” he thought, “I don’t want to seem conceited, but I didn’t
believe that there was a woman on this earth that could tire me
out during sex, well, except for Amy of course, and that’s only
because I have been personally training her since she was 15.” As
he continued to think, he said in his mind, “We sure make a great
couple!” Then Stan thought, “And I’m going to ruin everything
because I can’t bring myself to share some simple family details
that I’m not even ashamed of.” Then he added, “Maybe that’s why I
haven’t been able to share it with her, because I’m not ashamed.
I bet I think that if I tell her something like that with no sign
of regret or desire to change she’ll think me an even greater and
more dangerous pervert than if I told her while showing some
signs of shame and regret with being involved with something I
thought was wrong. But if I went to her with signs of remorse,
it’d be like trying to deceive her because I don’t believe that
there is anything wrong in my life or relationship with either
the boys or Amy.”
Poor Stan just kept going around and around in circles with these
same thoughts until he was sure he heard Laura pass the cabin on
the way up to the sun deck. He had seen her grab her bikini and
sun tan lotion before she stepped out and correctly guessed that
to be her plan. Grabbing a towel and his swim suit he decided the
best thing to do, for now, was to take a quick shower and go up
and join her for some quiet time together in the sun.
*****


Stan was just coming out of the shower when he saw Laura walking
toward the cabin, and, to his total astonishment, she was naked.
“Laura,” Stan said loudly, “you shouldn’t be walking around like
that, you might offend our host.”
“Actually, it’s you that might offend them.” Laura said with a
smile. Then she added, “I take it from the look on your face that
you also ignored the fine print when we signed this.”
Stan grabbed a sheet of paper Laura handed him and with a very
confused look studied it. Realizing it was the agreement they had
signed when they rented the yacht, he searched it for any fine
print that might explain Laura’s behavior. Laura knew he had
found it when, like her, both his eyes popped open, and his mouth
dropped open.
After a minute of reading and re-reading the phrase he had found
(wanting to make sure he correctly understood it) he looked up
and smiling at Laura said, “Well, I wouldn’t want to offend
anybody’s beliefs.” He tore off his swim suit and standing in the
nude said, “How’s that?”
“Much better,” Laura said, “now come one, Josie is preparing
something in the galley.”
“Who’s Josie,” Stan asked as he followed Laura up the stairs and
to the galley, his dick growing bigger and more erect with every
bounce of her naked breasts and ass.

Chapter Nine – A Servant’s Quarters and Her Memories

As Amy walked down the stairs toward her bedroom, she continued
to munch on her salad, licking her lips and rolling her tongue in
her mouth to get every bit of the Anderson Dressing the girls had
made. It was so erotically delicious that she had had to get away
from the girls as fast as possible for fear of jumping them in
hopes of sampling the individual ingredients directly. She had no
doubt that she would have many opportunities for that in the
future, but she felt that at the moment, it was still a bit early
for that.
Stopping at the bottom of the steps she looked around at the
large game room to make sure everything was in order. The room
consisted of several small, two to four person tables made for
specific games such as: chess/checkers/backgammon and dominoes.
There was also a round table that comfortably sat up to 10
people, its main purpose was as a card table, but it also
included several interchangeable tops with boards for
multi-player games like: monopoly, life, payday and scrabble.
These game tables were all arranged neatly in the center of the
room, between the two tables most used during the Anderson boys
first two weeks in the house; the ping pong table near the right
wall, and the pool table near the left. The boys had yet to play
a game of ping pong or pool, but they had certainly played a lot
of games with Amy on these two tables.
Amy walked past all these tables to the back of the room and to
the door that led to the ‘servant’s quarters’. This first door
actually led to a small corridor and looking to the right, at the
end of the corridor, Amy saw the door it led to (the servant’s
bathroom) closed and the light above the door on. “Looks like
Pietro is taking a bath,” Amy thought. Looking back to the wall
directly before her, she entered one of the two doors on it,
ending up in her own room.
Though her room was nicely sized, and more than comfortable, it
seemed a little oddly shaped. This was because everything past
the first door from the game room had originally been one giant
party room, with its own bathroom in the end corner. When Stan
brought the house, he had had the walls added that converted the
giant room into two equal sized bedrooms with the corridor
leading to the shared bathroom. Amy was feeling extra horny (not
that she wasn’t always) as she finished her salad. She quickly
stripped and grabbed one of her largest vibrators off the wall.
She then lay on her bed and instantly stuffed it into her pussy
putting it on full force.
As she lay there, enjoying the feeling, she closed her eyes and
thought about how different the Anderson household was now going
to be, compared to the one she had arrived in nine years ago that
is. As her thoughts focused on that first day, she entered a sort
of waking dream state in which she was reliving her first
encounter with Stan Anderson. She was only 15 at the time, and,
being an orphan with absolutely no known relatives, had spent
most of her life being shuffled from one abusive foster family to
another. The night of her meeting with Stan, she had run away
from the latest family after getting tired of her foster father
waking her up in the middle of the night drunk, just to have sex.
She had lost her virginity to a foster father at the age of 12,
and was used to sex by then, loved it actually, but she hated
drunks. Hungry, she was begging for some food in front of a
restaurant when Stan walked by.
“Where are your parents,” he had asked her seriously concerned
when she asked him for something to eat.
“I don’t have parents, I’m an orphan.”
“Then you should be in an orphanage, or group home, it’s safer
than being on the streets.”
“Believe me when I tell you it is way less safe in the places you
just mentioned. Listen, I just need something to eat; if you
could just buy me something, please.”
Stan had been very kind as he took her into the restaurant and
brought her a full meal. As she ate, she found him very easy to
talk to and she ended up confiding her full life’s story to him.
In the end, Stan asked her, “Do you have a place to sleep
tonight?”
After admitting she didn’t he said, “Listen, why don’t you come
home with me tonight. You can sleep with my sister; she's staying
with me, along with her son and daughter, until I find a new
nanny for my boys.”
“How old are your boys,” Amy had asked with interest.
“They’re six, all three of them.”
“Triplets… and you need someone to care for them?”
“Okay,” Stan had said quickly, “I see where this is going young
lady, and the answer is no, you still need someone to care for
you, I doubt you could care for my boys. Anyway, I’ve taken a vow
to dedicate my life, for the time being anyway, to my boys, and
becoming very successful in my business; I’ve therefore left
something out of my life and the young lady I hire needs to be
willing to provide some additional special services which your
age prevents you from handling.”
Amy knew exactly what he was saying, and she was determined to
get the job. Especially after meeting the boys and falling
instantly in love with them. Therefore, that night, she had
sneaked into Stan’s room determined to demonstrate her talents
and secure the position of new nanny. She knew Stan wouldn’t be
able to resist once she showed him the things she could do;
especially when she offered to work mostly for room and board at
the beginning.
She remembered how she had believed the hardest part would be
getting into bed with him to start her demonstration, this
actually turned out to be the easiest, he had been expecting his
sister to join him, and didn’t realize until after Amy had made
him cum for the first time that it wasn’t Susan.
Amy was aroused from her reminiscence by two simultaneous events,
she heard a door slam in the next room, and she started cumming
very strongly.
*****
As her orgasm subsided, Amy found herself feeling a little
dissatisfied. All her vibrators, dildos and other toys were good,
but none of them could cum for her. And Amy realized that what
she was craving at the moment was a mouthful of fresh cum. The
girls’ salad dressing had left her with that need, she also
realized, that it was now more than 24 hours since Stan and the
boys had fed her all their delicious treats at the church. Amy
couldn’t remember the last time she had gone this long without at
least three servings of her favorite delicacy by now.
From her position on the bed she could easily see the wall that
divided her room from Pietro’s, and she stared at it with an
almost savage desire to crash right through it, remembering
Lana’s comment that her neighbor was always willing to share his
supply.
Not wanting to seem neither pushy nor desperate, though, the
first time she fed off her new co-worker, Amy controlled her
lustful desires enough to try and think of some excuse to go see
her neighbor in a way that would clearly state her immediate
needs, without actually having to use words.
Looking to her side Amy spotted her wardrobe, with all her prized
costumes. Since the first night she started as the boys’ nanny,
she had been telling them bedtime stories. Her stories had always
had a sexual element, even back then, and she loved explaining
them in detail to the little boys, often acting parts out for
them. She never let them get involved though, well, she thought
smiling, not as involved as I would have liked them to be. She
remembered sitting the boys, one on each knee, and one kneeling
between her legs, as she talked the boys’ tongues and mouths
would be hard at work on her breasts and cunt. She eventually
started collecting special costumes to wear as she told her
tales. An idea suddenly started to form in Amy’s head. Smiling
mischievously she got up from her bed, removing the vibrator from
her cunt, where it had remained busy to this point.
As she walked to the closet, her open pussy leaking her pussy
juices onto her legs and the ground, she searched the different
costumes, each one having its own multiple stories. Among her
favorites was the fairy princess costume she had worn the first
time she had truly let the boys fully participate in her tale, a
present when they turned 11; they had been the three musketeers
sent to save the princess from an evil witch, having believed
they had found her, it turned out to be the witch, transformed to
look like the princess; the musketeers could only kill the witch
by simultaneously and continuously impaling her with their swords
through her face, bottom front and bottom back, (her bottom front
especially, to insure she would never have children if she were
resurrected); the musketeers had to continue this action until
hot creamy liquid exploded in all of these areas and the witch
had screamed and exploded into a continuous flowing liquid
herself; once the witch was dead, the true princess was finally
found, she was so grateful that she cleaned all of their swords
with her very tongue until they were spotless.
As Amy continued her search, she spotted another of her favorite
costumes, the police uniform she had worn the first time she
insisted on Stan joining her and the boys for a story, that was
just two years ago, a present for their 13th birthday; Stan
wasn’t stupid, he knew exactly how Amy had been raising the kids,
though he always denied it and never even asked her questions
outside of how they were doing in school, had they had their
latest physicals and had the kids expressed any special wishes
for their next birthday of Christmas gifts; what could Stan say
about her special life with the boys anyway, he’d been fucking
her daily since she was 15, and Amy knew Stan would not do
anything to jeopardize their relationship (one by the way that
never involved romance), their relationship had always been one
of a brother and sister that just happened to be sexually active
with each other, she had after all joined the family to take
Susan’s place. Anyway, Stan knew she loved the boys and would
never, ever put them in any real harm.
As for the day she first used this cop uniform, Amy remembered
that Stan had not only had to stop denying that his boys were
sexually active; he had to admit that he enjoyed it. Amy had him
play the role of a dangerous felon on the run from the cops, four
cops eventually caught up with him, and since he was so
dangerous, they had handcuffed his hands and feet, spreading him
open on the bed while they completed their examination of the
evidence; since he was resisting a little, the police woman had
sat on his face to keep him quiet while the other three officers
ran tests on his weapon; it was believed this weapon could not
only be used to impale victims, but that it also shot a very
lethal poison of which they needed to secure a sample if
scientist were to prepare a more effective antidote than the one
they presently had; unfortunately, even chained and immobilized
by the police woman on his face, the felon managed to control his
weapon and shoot it off; all three cops ended up ingesting some
of the poison, luckily, the cops had all brought a needle with
the latest version of the antidote (it wasn’t perfect, but it
would keep them alive until the perfected version could be
developed); the police woman got off the felon and let him watch
the failure of his poison as one by one the officers injected one
another through the rear until they were all full of antidote,
meanwhile, knowing she had to do something to prevent this weapon
from shooting again, the police woman had made an ultimate
sacrifice by impaling herself on it (she believed she had it
corked up strongly enough so as not shoot); the other cops,
having taken the antidote through the rear, climbed up on the
felons face and forced what was left in the needles to be
swallowed by him (they believed that to escape imprisonment, he
might try to, if he hadn’t already, to poison himself) Sadly, as
the last of the antidote was ingested by the felon, he managed to
get off one final shot of the poison (apparently the weapon
wasn’t as securely corked as they had hoped) since the police
woman was still impaled on the weapon though, it prevented anyone
but her from being affected; since she hadn’t actually ingested
the poison, the three other officers, already protected by the
antidote, made a valiant attempt to save her by taking turns
sucking the poison out of the hole through which it had entered
her body, they also had her completely lick the area where they
had injected the antidote in themselves, there was some oozing
out of there and it might be enough to keep her alive. In the
end, they were able to keep her alive long enough to her aid, and
the felon was taken to prison to serve a life sentence.
*****


All of Amy’s memories flashed by in a few minutes of her getting
up from the bed and starting to rummage through her wardrobe. She
finally gave a sigh as she found what she was looking for. She
grabbed it and headed for the door, still very naked.
In the corridor, she knocked on the door right next to hers and
when she heard Pietro’s voice from inside say, “Come in,” she
just walked in.
When Pietro saw Amy enter, his penis instantly sprung to life,
and it was obvious through the shorts he was wearing. He had been
sitting at his desk when he caught sight of Amy, he had instantly
noticed she was naked, it was hard to miss her beautiful tits and
hairless pussy, however, on a closer inspection, he noticed the
pussy juice still flowing down her inner legs and getting up he
asked, sheepishly, “Can I help you with something, Ms. Bradson?”
“Please, call me Amy;” she said in mock annoyance, “I hate
formalities. And, I was hoping that yes, you can help me. I’ve
been trying to decide if I should start wearing some sort of
uniform now that I’ll officially be the cook and maid. You know,
like that Alice on the Brady Bunch.”
“I doubt that will be necessary Ms.—I mean Amy, I assure you this
is no Brady Bunch.”
Holding out the costume she had found, Amy said, “well, this is
the closest thing I have to a maids uniform, it isn’t exactly and
Alice suit either. Tell me how it looks on me,” as she said this
she slipped it over her head.
Pietro was actually relieved a little, seeing her putting on some
clothes, if he had to look at her naked, beautiful body another
minute, he might not be able to control himself. He wasn’t
stupid, he realized immediately that this was a woman in dire
need of a good fucking (you couldn’t have lived with Laura and
the girls as long as he had and not recognize the signs),
however, whenever the girls or Laura were in this state, they had
simply been able to say, “Pietro fuck me right now!” Pietro
wasn’t used to being teased into making the first move.
When Amy finished putting on the chosen uniform, rather than
relieve the tension on his cock, it shot out to full size,
leaving his shorts very tented.
“Well, what do you think,” Amy asked, “would this be
appropriate?”
The uniform was obviously a French maids uniform, but was so
short that it only barely covered her ass and soaking pussy, any
movement she made lifted it over her nether regions. The top of
the uniform was cut so low, that she constantly had to stick her
gorgeous boobs back under the material from which they kept
popping out; every time she put them back in, she would close her
eyes for a second or two as she rubbed them and pinched her very
hardened nipples.
“Well,” Amy said again after Pietro had stayed silent for a
while, obviously mesmerized by her uniform.
Coming back to the real world, and remembering the question,
Pietro said, “I assure you that is very appropriate for THIS
household.”
“Why thank you Pietro, I can call you Pietro right?” As he nodded
his consent she added, “You’ve been a lot of help. I notice you
have a bit of a problem yourself.” As she said this, her eyes
fell to the tented area of his shorts. “I wish I could help you,
but I just never suck anyone’s cock for the first time unless my
own juices are on it. Of course—” she added grinning
mischievously and turning her back to him, “if you were to stick
that right in here,” she said slowly bending down and widening
her stance so that her pussy was fully open, “then I’d be able to
help you, just let me know when you’re ready.”
Pietro wasted no time after this invitation, this teasing had
been driving his cock crazy and he just had to get some of that
pussy, NOW! He dropped his shorts and I a single move stuck his
cock all the way in Amy’s cunt. As she let out a moan that
sounded like, “FINALLY!” Pietro pumped savagely. He was amazed to
find out how tight Amy’s pussy was. Not as tight as his three
little ladies of course, but still extremely tight. The reason
this tightness amazed him was because he had absolutely no doubt
that Amy had been ‘servicing’ all of the Anderson males for quite
some time. After 20 minutes of savage pumping, Pietro slowed down
a while, letting Amy fully enjoy her latest of several orgasms.
Pietro didn’t want to cum until he was certain Amy had gotten
what she came to the room looking for, an orgasm that would last
the rest of the day. Reaching around Amy with one hand, Pietro
rubbed and pinched her boobs (which had spilt out of her uniform
the moment she bent over), with the other hand, he reached down
and did the same to her extremely swollen clit. When he felt her
going over the edge, again, he resumed the violent, savage, rapid
pumping until she literally screamed as her orgasm almost made
her lose consciousness. Amy didn’t fall because Pietro still had
his arms around her supporting her. After a few minutes, in which
he continued to slowly pump in and out of her pussy, he was
certain she had come down from her sexual high enough for him to
let her stand on her own. Removing his cock from her cunt, he
walked around her and stood with his large dick pointing right
out at her; dropping to her knees in front of him, still somewhat
dazed, she sucked his dick into her mouth and literally fucked
her face for several minutes until she felt Pietro’s cock
suddenly grow in her mouth, she knew at that moment that at last
her reward was coming. She sucked and swallowed and drank as,
over and over again, her mouth was filled with Pietro’s offering.
When, finally, there was no more left, she cleaned up Pietro’s
cock with her tongue, digging in the slit for any cum that might
have escaped her.
When they both regained full use of their senses, Pietro helped
Amy to her feet and she said smiling, “There, I think I’ve helped
you enough, don’t forget you owe me one.”
“Believe me, I won’t forget. Anytime you need help, just feel
free to knock on my door.”
Smiling, Amy leaned up and gave him a passionate kiss, letting
their tongues duel for several minutes, when she finally broke it
off she said, “believe me when I tell you I will constantly
remind you that you said, ‘Anytime’” She turned and as she
reached the door and prepared to step out she turned and said,
“As for the uniform, you know what, I think you were right the
first time, this isn’t the Brady Bunch, there is no need for it.
Heck,” she added as she stepped through the door, “it wouldn’t
surprise me if after a while clothes of any kind became
unnecessary in this house.”
“That wouldn’t surprise me either,” Pietro thought as the door
swung closed behind Amy.

Chapter Ten – The Wrath of the Queen

The girls all started to scream as they all came furiously
together. They had often been able to hold off cumming until all
were at the edge and then let themselves go. They were so worked
up by the scene they were watching in Pietro’s room that they’re
orgasms literally knocked them off their feet. Well, it knocked
Lana over; anyway, she had been bent over the desk chair, using
its back to support her as Hannah pumped her from behind with her
strap-on. When Lana saw the powerful orgasm Amy was obviously
having, she knew it was time to stop fighting her own; knowing
that her sisters had to be ready to cum too. She came so
strongly, though, she ended up pushing the chair (which had
wheels) forward and, having lost her only support, she fell over.
Hannah, who had been supporting herself with Lana’s back,
followed her to the ground with Ana (who had been supported by
Hannah’s back as she pumped her from the back) close behind.
All three girls just lay motionless on the floor, way too spent
to even try to get up. Poor Ana didn’t even have the energy to
pull out the vibrator that was still buzzing on high in her cunt;
for several minutes this vibrator was the only thing that could
be heard in the room, apart from the girls’ ragged breathing and
occasional moans that is.
Very slowly, the girls started to come around, all except Ana,
whose vibrator still had her in a daze; as she saw Lana and
Hannah helping each other up, Ana begged, “take it out! Take it
out, please, I can’t take anymore.”
Lana, who had noticed that Amy was now sucking on Pietro got
instantly excited, again, as she turned and looked at her sister
slumped helpless on the floor. She got on her knees in front of
her and grabbed the end of the vibrator. Rather, though, than
pull it out, she pushed it deeper into her sister’s pussy.
“NO,” Ana screamed, “No, please, Lana take it out this instant!”
Lana didn’t obey, instead her eyes flashed with a sort of wicked
anger, when it came to the girls and sex, she alone gave order!
“Are you giving me an order, Ana,” Lana asked angrily. “I think
you’ve forgotten who’s in charge of this part of our lives. I
think you need a strong lesson to remind you!” As she said this,
she pumped the vibrator, furiously, in and out of Ana’s twat,
twisting it from time to time.
Shaking violently, Ana tried looking at Hannah saying, “Hannah,
make her stop, please. She’s going to kill me!”
Hannah gave Ana a worried look, she had been expecting this since
Ana’s outburst to Lana in the kitchen, but Hannah neither said
nor did anything. The only thing she did was take the dildo she
was still wearing off and, after licking some of Lana’s juices
(still all over it) off, turned it and stuck it in her own twat
to pump.
Lana, who had been closely observing what action, if any, Hannah
dared to take, smiled evilly and bending over Ana’s face while
continuing to pump away at her pussy, whispered in her ear. “See
Ana, Hannah is a good girl, she knows her place; she’s truly a
sweet girl.” As she said this, she leaned toward the dildo still
strapped on to Ana and licked Hannah’s juices (which still shined
on the end) off. Lana then took it off Ana and said, “You,
however, have been a very bad girl.”
By now, Ana was completely in tears and shaking non-stop; the
tears, however, were not tears of pain, fright or anger, and the
shaking was not caused by nervousness or fear; no, Ana was in the
middle of a non-stop, full-body orgasm that just wouldn’t release
her. Lana, never stopping the attack on her sister’s pussy, laid
her straight on her back and straddling her head, so that all Ana
could see was Lana’s open pussy above, leaned forward in the
direction of Ana’s super-sensitive and, currently super-swollen
clit, sucking it and immediately biting it. This action caused
Ana to scream so loudly she would have woken the dead if Lana had
not immediately muffled it by lowering her own pussy to Ana’s
open mouth.
Working completely on auto pilot, Ana attacked Lana’s pussy with
her full mouth, tongue, lips, and teeth; all working to drain
Lana’s well. Then, in one violent move Lana finally pulled the
vibrator from Ana’s pussy, but not a second passed before
replacing it with her tongue, gluing he mouth to Ana’s flooded
hole; at the same time, holding Ana’s clit between two fingers,
she pinched it, triggering a final earth shattering orgasm in her
sister that pumped what seemed like gallons of Ana juice into her
mouth. Lana loved the taste of both her sisters, and joyously
lapped up all of her sisters peace offering, at the same time she
felt her own mind numbing orgasm (triggered both by her
excitement at being able to dominate her sisters in this way, as
well as Ana’s auto driven mouth, which, even now, with Ana barely
conscious, continued attacking Lana’s pussy) shoot through her
entire body.
When it was over, Hannah, who had masturbated herself to another
orgasm as she watched Lana (know to her sisters and so many of
their old friends as ‘The Orgasm Queen’) in action, leaned over
and helped Lana off Ana; together, they then helped a still
powerless Ana off the floor and onto the bed. Hannah was looking
at her destroyed sister with envy, she had so often wanted to
feel the full wrath of the queen, but she was just too
submissive, and this side of Lana could only be triggered by the
disobedient or resistant to her authority. Once she had Ana on
the bed, Lana got on and crawling up her sister so they were face
to face, Lana began to passionately kiss her until she began
getting the responses that told her Ana was fully back with them.
Breaking off the kiss, Lana looked deep into her sister’s eyes
and smiling said, “so how do you feel?”
“You know,” Ana said smiling, “if I didn’t love the way you leave
me feeling, I might really hate you.”
“Yeah,” Lana said dully, “that’s what you always say, but—”
“—I always come back for more,” Ana finished and pulling her
sister back to her resumed their passionate kissing.
“Hey,” Hannah said, suddenly feeling left out, “what about me?”
Lana rolled off Ana and lying right next to her pulled Hannah on
top of both of them, so that Hannah found herself half on Ana and
half on Lana. Each of the sisters on the bottom then wrapped a
leg around one of Hannah’s, and each putting one arm around her
back, held her in a tight embrace. Hannah then alternated between
passionately kissing each of her sisters until they all fell
asleep in that very position.

Chapter Eleven – The Master’s Queen and his New Slave

The boys came back home around 4 PM; they had left their tent at
the beach where the Wilson kids (Debbie, Katrina and Jason) had
promised to keep it safe. The reason they’d left it was because
they planned to return that evening and camp out at the beach
where, Debbie had informed him, the party would be going on all
night; and, after a certain hour, without the presence of adults
or pre-High School aged students.
The boys had been especially invited when Debbie realized they
had a musical band and could contribute to the entertainment.
Debbie was in charge of the party’s entertainment that year and,
one of the three bands scheduled had called to cancel at the last
minute. The boys had explained that they were short some voices,
but Debbie had said it would be fine, that they could provide
some rest to the other bands by providing some purely musical
interludes.
“I wonder where everyone is,” Ron said as they walked through the
deserted first floor.
“We can go to our room and check,” Don suggested.
“There’s no need for that,” John said as he pulled out his Pocket
PC and turned it on. “Wow,” he said suddenly, “looks like we
missed some major partying here. Everyone is knocked out. Wow,
Amy really looks exhausted.” He clicked back to the girls and
said, “Can they really sleep knotted up that way?”
“Let’s go to the kitchen and get something to eat, we should see
what we can gather up to take with us too,” Ron said.
“Hey,” Don said annoyed, “who made you the boss?”
“The two of you did,” Ron said smiling, “remember, I’m in charge
of the band, so if we’re going to jam tonight, I’m the leader.”
Once in the kitchen, John checked the fridge for something to eat
and said, “Well here’s something.”
“Something good I hope,” Ron said, picking up a notepad that had
been left on the table. As he read what was written on it he gave
a puzzled look as he tried to understand it.
“Amy mad some of her Caesar Salad. There’s not much left, but
enough for the three of us.” John pulled out the bowl, along with
three bottles, and carried them over to the table.
“Get some bowls and forks Don,” he ordered, then noticing Ron’s
puzzled look said, “what’s that your studying so intensely Ron?”
“To tell you the truth, I don’t know, and I’ve read it around
three times.” He passed the pad to John and took one of the bowls
Don had just placed on the table.
As John puzzled over what he was reading, he threw a curious look
at the third bottle he had brought over to the table. He picked
it up curiously and shaking it to completed mix all the
ingredients, tasted a drop; a smile quickly came to his face.
“What’s that,” Don asked curiously as he reached for the bottle
of French dressing.
“Anderson dressing, you’ll want to use this, much better than the
French.” He passed the bottle to Don.
After tasting it and agreeing it was definitely better he added,
“This is incredible, and there’s a nice sort of bitter taste I
just can’t make out, but it sort of makes my whole body tingle.”
“That’s probably the ‘Lana Golden Juice’,” John said as Don
poured more dressing on his salad.
“Hey,” Ron said, “let me try some of that.” He held out his hand
for the bottle.
Soon, they were all three eating and enjoying their salads. After
a while, Don said smiling, “you know they may actually be too
perverted for even us to control.” He didn’t clarify his comment,
but it was pretty obvious what he was talking about.
*****


In their room, Lana opened her eyes as she thought she heard a
beeping sound, almost instantly, the beeping stopped, but she was
now wide awake. Hannah, on top of her, and Ana, beside her, were
still breathing strongly and evenly, indicating that whatever
Lana had heard, had not bothered them.
“They are such heavy sleepers,” Lana thought, “especially after
some great sex.”
Deciding to let them continue sleeping, Lana just lay awake a
while, not wanting to move or in any way bother her sisters.
However, after around ten minutes, it was starting to get harder
and harder not to move. She was getting very excited by the fact
that Hannah’s breast was right on top or hers, and with every
breath Hannah took, their nipples rubbed together. On top of
that, Hannah’s leg was right between both of Lana’s and, every
now and then, she would move it as she slept, rubbing it against
Lana’s crotch. Lana also felt a warm moistness on the palm of one
of her hands, and, from the position she was lying in, realized
that it must be right on top of Ana’s pussy, she couldn’t resist
rubbing it a little and was satisfied to hear Ana moaning lightly
in her sleep.
“I think I put her through enough today,” Lana thought guiltily
as she stopped rubbing and decided, “If I’m going to let them
sleep, I’d better get out of this bed.”
Slowly, she unhooked the leg she had wrapped around Hannah’s leg,
and tried to slip out from under her, moving slowly to the side.
Feeling a pinch on one of her tits that sent bolts all the way
down to her cunt, she looked up and saw that Hannah was awake.
Hannah leaned over and after kissing Lana said, “The queen
wouldn’t be attempting to desert her loyal subjects would she?”
“I think Ana is still pretty tired,” Lana said quietly, “I don’t
want her disturbed until she’s ready to wake up, understand?”
Hannah simply nodded obediently, and, using her free arm and leg
(the others still wrapped around Ana) for support, pushed herself
up gently to allow Lana to more quickly and easily slip out from
under her. Once Lana was out, Hannah lowered herself slowly and
snuggled up around Ana’s left side trying to be careful not to
make any sudden movement. When she was satisfied Ana was still
sleeping, she put her head on Ana’s chest and closed her eyes
figuring, “since I can’t get up until Ana does, I may as well
sleep a little longer myself.”
*****


Lana went into the bathroom and quickly peed; grabbing the toilet
paper she quickly cleaned herself, noticing that she had just
used the last of the paper. “I better replace that,” she thought,
looking around the bathroom for a replacement roll. Not finding
one she thought, “Maybe there’s one in Mom and Dad’s bathroom,
they sure don’t need any at the moment. And I better talk to Amy
about always having a replacement.”
By the time she emerged from the bathroom, both her sisters were
again sleeping heavily. She looked toward the TV and realized,
for the first time that, that it was still on, and focused on the
camera in Pietro’s room. Pietro, she saw, was also sleeping
soundly. “His encounter with Amy must really have tired him out,”
Lana thought, “especially after he had already provided two
helpings of Pietro cream for our dressing.” Lana wondered if Amy
was still asleep too; going over to the computer, she pressed the
‘F5’ key and quickly confirmed her suspicions that Amy must have
been just as worn out. “Well,” Lana thought smiling, “this has
certainly been an exhausting, albeit, satisfying, day for the
people in this house. I wonder how the boys are doing at the
beach.”
Forgetting about her need to find some toilet paper, Lana decided
she could really use a little coffee; she quietly stepped out of
her room and headed for the stairs that led down to the first
floor and toward the kitchen. Once there, Lana froze as three
heads turned to intensely study her still fully naked body.
“Well,” Don said, “if it isn’t the secret ingredient herself.”
Lana actually blushed a bit as she realized the boys had been
eating what was left of the salad and that to top that off
(literally), they had used up what was left of the ‘Anderson
Dressing’.
Ron, holding up a paper that he had torn off the pad, said, “My
brothers and I were wondering, why, with all the available blends
of ‘golden juice’ available, ‘Lana golden juice’ was the only one
good enough to make it into the recipe.”
“GIVE ME THAT!” Lana screamed annoyed, as she realized what the
paper was. After grabbing it she added in questioning voice,
trying to sound more controlled than she just had, “You’re back
early,” but then exploded again saying, “And you shouldn’t be
eating other people’s things without asking!”
Trying to sooth the temper Lana was obviously in; John said
softly, “Actually, we’re going back to the beach later. We came
back to pick up some stuff we need to pass the night over there.
We also had to let Amy, and I guess Pietro also, what we’re going
to do, they are sort of in charge.” Then, changing his tone from
a soft, caring tone, he added firmly, though still talking very
slowly so as not to upset Lana more, “As to eating other people’s
stuff, remember, we’re a family now, there are no people; with
the exception of the clothes we wear and any private things in
our own rooms, anything else found in this house is shared by all
of us. Is that clear?”
John was looking directly at Lana’s eyes as he spoke, but he now
let his gaze drop, first lingering over her breasts, then lower
still, at her cunt.
After a few minutes, Lana walked over to the coffee maker, giving
them a clear view of her naked ass; she even bent over a bit and
widened her stance as she poured herself a cup; allowing the boys
to look deep into her, now, open pussy.
Taking a sip of her coffee, she turned to look at them again, not
failing to note the bulges that had grown in the front of all
their shorts; she said slowly, “That sounds fair to me. It
reminds me of that movie with Lucille Ball, ‘Yours, Mine and
Ours’; I do so love that movie, my sisters and I all love old
movies. So what’s happening at the beach tonight?” She asked this
final question in a truly cheerful voice.
The boys, excited by her apparent acceptance that they could
share ‘everything’, and her obvious lack of caring that they were
examining every last part of her naked body like vultures, smiled
and John said, “We were planning to talk to all three of you, but
you were pretty out of it when we arrived, not to mention tied up
in that bed, so we decided to let you keep sleeping until the
last minute.”
Lana grinned at the boys’ lack of understanding as to what they
had just told her; choosing to ignore this slip of the tongue,
she simply asked excitedly, “so what is it?”
“There’s a party, two days and nights to celebrate the end of the
summer; it started this afternoon. It’s for school kids of all
ages, elementary to high school students. Tonight, though, there
is suppose to be a hot, all night bash; high school students
only.” Ron said.
“And no parents allowed,” Don added excitedly, “we’ve already met
some kids our age, but tonight we’ll really introduce ourselves
to this town!”
“What do you mean,” Lana asked, her eyes now glowing with
excitement also.
“Our band is going to jam a bit.” Ron said quickly.
“BAND,” Lana screamed so fast that she coughed up some of the
coffee she had just been sipping, “wait a minute, you three have
a band?”
“Well, yes and no,” Ron said. “Now that we live here, we’re short
2 voices and a lead guitarist; the lack of the extra instrument
isn’t so bad, however, the lack of back up voices can give us
trouble. At the moment I’m not only lead singer, I’m the only
singer, and I really don’t like going solo all the time,
especially since I’d rather just be playing my base.”
“So you do still have enough instruments to call yourself a
band?” Lana questioned with great interest.
“Well yeah,” Don said, happy to see his sister so interested, “I
play the drums, John is on the organ or keyboard, and like Ron
said, he plays the base, he could also play guitar if necessary.
We three were the center of the group.”
“Yeah,” Ron added, “that’s why we were called ‘Love Times Three’
rather than ‘Times Six’.”
“This is amazing,” Lana said with more excitement than the boys
could understand. “It’s much more than just coincidence,
it’s—it’s—well it’s destiny that’s what it is!”
“What are you talking about?” John asked a little annoyed that
Lana would not talk clearly.
“Well, my sisters and I are in a band too, ‘Triplet X’. I don’t
think I have to mention who it’s named for; anyway, we’ve sort of
been denying since we moved here, that the band is over with.
Ana, especially, hasn’t been able to admit it, since, well since
it’s the one activity in our lives in which she got to be the
boss. She’s our lead singer you know.”
“Wait a second,” Ron said, “you have a band, but why is it over?”
Ron couldn’t hide his excitement at the thought of a lead female
voice living right next door to them. “I mean,” he continued,
“all three of you are here.”
“But none of us play instruments, we were the vocalists and
performers, let’s face it, a band without musicians isn’t much of
a band.” Then, grinning slyly at them she added, “then again, a
band without vocalist isn’t much better. Too much music (even
good music) with absolutely no lyrics can quickly turn into
nothing but noise.”
“It’s 4 PM,” Ron said assuming his role as leader of the band,
“we plan to leave for the beach at around 7:30, that way we can
have a decent meal first; Amy usually has dinner on the table by
6:30 sharp.” Ron walked over and stood right in front of Lana
saying, “Why don’t you three meet us in the back room of the
garage in half-an-hour; bring a list of the songs you sing,” then
smiling added, “along with anything else you can share.” Saying
that, Ron ran his finger from the bottom of Lana’s cunt to the
top and bringing it to his mouth sampled the taste.
Ron had a big smile on his face until he caught the look of wrath
in Lana’s eyes, and he then felt the fiery fury emanating from
her; his smile disappeared and he started saying, “What’s—”
SMACK!!!
Lana had slapped Ron so hard across the face that he actually
felt a tooth shake. He just stared at her bewildered for a few
minutes, then, trying to justify his action, though in the back
of his mind he realized it was wrong to just move in like that,
he said angrily, “hey, what happened to sharing everything?”
“Let me get one thing clear right now,” Lana said slowly, but
with such strength that Ron couldn’t help but shut up and listen
silently, “I don’t mind sharing all my food or possessions with
any of you, I do not mind that if one of us leaves the—PRIVACY—of
our own room and forget to cover up—” As she said this she lifted
a foot and placed it on a chair next to her, totally opening up
her pussy to Ron’s view, who could not help but notice a few
drops of vaginal juices leaking out, “—you enjoy the view.
However, certain parts of my body—NO—make that my entire body,
and the bodies of my sisters are to remain untouched unless I
specifically give the okay. It is my personal property and no one
shares it without permission; is that understood?” She continued
looking deeply and angrily into Ron’s eyes, and, even though she
had directed her comments solely at him, John and Don knew she
was talking to them too.
Ron, who might normally be turned off by this type of reaction,
didn’t understand why, rather than going down, the bulge in his
shorts seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. He also didn’t
understand why he couldn’t say anything to Lana, I mean they knew
these girls were perverted little bitches, the girls knew that
they (the boys) loved sex, it was only a matter of time before
they really united; why delay the inevitable? Rather than say any
of this, all Ron could do was lower his head and nod.
Lana looked over at John and Don who both also quickly nodded
their agreement. Lana, putting her feet back on the ground, began
to turn as if to leave, but suddenly, without warning, she turned
back toward Ron and putting her hands around the top of his
shorts, dropped to her knees, bringing Ron’s shorts down with
her. She was now staring at Ron’s freed, and very erect, one eyed
monster; before Ron could react, she swallowed it and began
rimming the crown violently with her tongue. She was focusing
only on the head and crown, and avoided contact with any other
part of his penis. Ron couldn’t understand how the minimal
attention she was giving him could be driving him crazy, then
suddenly, he felt her bite the of his cock and he (the master at
holding off ejaculations) was cumming like crazy in her mouth
after less than a minute or two of contact. Not only was he
cumming, but he was cumming so hard that he lost all strength and
using her mouth, Lana pulled him to the floor by his penis. Lana
had swallowed his entire load, one of the most incredibly large
loads he had ever released, and he hadn’t even noticed her gulp.
Lana stood, leaving him on his knees before her, and she opened
her cunt with her fingers, placing it right at his face.
“One taste slave, only one taste, make it a good one!” She
commanded.
Ron knew he had to obey, and that he had to make sure it was
perfect, if he ever hoped to get another chance with her. He
started from the very bottom, almost at her butt hole, and
dragged his tongue slowly, but surely, up, making sure he made
contact with everything, her outer lips, her inner lips, the
inside, the outside and finally butterflying her clit, to which
he then gave a soft bite. “Was that okay,” he asked sheepishly.
“For now,” she said coldly. Turning to leave and finding Hannah
standing naked behind her with a shocked and almost betrayed look
in her eyes. Nobody had seen Hannah enter, and Lana suddenly felt
a little guilty, remembering the girls’ pact to have absolutely
no sort of sexual contact with the boys until their plan for
revenge was completed.
“What are you doing here,” Lana said rather harshly, the ‘Orgasm
Queen’ still in full control of her.
Hannah, recognizing immediately who she was talking to said,
apologetically, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to see anything, it’s
just that I was going to go to Mom’s bathroom and get some toilet
paper. I just took a crap and realized too late that there is no
paper in our bathroom. I thought I heard something and just—I’m
sorry…” she finished lamely, then, almost in tears she looked at
the boys and said, “you promised us, it was your idea, I mean—”
but she then lowered her head again and said, “I’m sorry, it’s
not my place to question you.”
“I haven’t broken any promises,” Lana said strongly, “and you’re
right, it wouldn’t be your place to question me if I had. I’ve
been insuring that some people understand that certain properties
of mine are off limits, unless I say otherwise.”
Looking back over at Ron, who was still on his knees and looking
sheepishly at them, Hannah giggled and said, “I better find that
paper.”
“Actually,” John said, “there’s a small cabinet behind the toilet
bowl in our bathroom. It’s hard to see sometimes because it is
built into the wall and has a sliding door. It’s full of things
like paper, soap, shampoo and toothpaste.”
“Oh, thanks,” Hannah said, turning to go back upstairs.
“NO,” Lana said again very strongly, “why don’t we get you
cleaned up right here.” Everyone looked worried as to what Lana
might have in mind now, and as Hannah hesitated slightly, Lana
grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in front of where Ron was
still kneeling. Positioning Hannah’s backside to Ron, she pushed
Hannah onto her hands and knees, ass high in the air and legs
wide apart saying, “CLEAN HER NOW!”
Ron resisted saying, “I’ll need paper.”
“No you won’t,” Lana said furiously, “you know what to do slave,
DO IT, AND DO IT GOOD!”
After only a moment of enduring Lana’s fiery gaze, Ron turned his
head back toward Hannah’s crap covered ass and, sticking out his
tongue, he began to lick the inner cheeks clean until they
shined. He then turned his attention directly to Hannah’s dirty
hole and the area surrounding it. John and Don looked on in shock
as Ron, whom they had in the past years seen bring at least a
half-dozen girls to the point of total submission, started to
ream Hannah’s dirty little rosebud, leaving it spotless.
“Don’t forget the inside!” Lana said firmly as Ron was about to
lift his head.
Returning to the task, he began pushing his tongue into Hannah’s
ass, swirling it around inside her, taking the opportunity to
really tongue fuck her ass for a while. When Hannah showed signs
of wanting to cum, Lana said, “that’s enough, I’m sure you’ve
learned by now—” Lana helped Hannah to her feet and sticking a
finger in Hannah’s pussy, swirled it around a few times, “—not to
touch my property.” She took her finger out of Hannah’s pussy and
brought it to her lips where she licked it as she finished
saying, “Or you will suffer the consequences.”
She turned toward the stairs saying, “Come on Hannah, I have some
news for you and Ana, Ana especially will love it.” Turning to
the boys she said, once again cheerful and excited, “we’ll see
you in the garage in around half-an-hour.”
Hannah, staying behind, lowered her head nervously and said to
Lana, “If you please, now that I’m clean, can I take a minute to
fix myself a quick snack, please.”
Lana turned and said, “Yeah, we should all have something. I saw
some peanut butter and some jelly in the counter before, grab a
tray and bring them up with some bread and a quart of milk. Don’t
forget the glasses and the butter knives.”
“Yes my queen,” Hannah said unconsciously, quickly turning to
complete her orders.
As she finished gathering everything from the cupboards and the
refrigerator, remembering also to grab some napkins as well,
Hannah turned to see Ron, just then getting to his feet. Lana had
gone on ahead to their room.
Hannah walked over to Ron and handed him a napkin saying, “thanks
for the clean up, now maybe you should do the same for your
face.”
As Ron grabbed the napkin she added with a jealous look that
could not be mistaken, “so you triggered the ‘Orgasm Queen’. I
don’t know whether to congratulate you or feel sorry for you.” As
Ron looked into her eyes, clearly at a loss of understanding
about her statement, she continued, “Lana is truly the sweetest
and nicest of all of us, very caring and considerate, but she
does have a dark side; everyone does you know. The problem with
the ‘orgasm queen’ is that people who trigger her tend to end up
very humbled, and at times humiliated.” Hannah giggled as she
added, “you should see what Ana turns into after an encounter
with her.” Leaning closer to Ron she whispered, “Have you ever
seen somebody beg to be allowed to stop cumming, pleading in
tears because they just can’t take any more joy?” The envy in
Hannah’s voice was stronger than ever, as she said this. Turning
around, she headed toward the kitchen exit that led to the
stairs, she stopped suddenly, just before going through and
turning she smiled saying, “the strange thing is though, that as
much as they’re humiliated, as much as their humbled, as much as
they end up hurt, when it’s all over, victims of the wrath of the
‘Orgasm Queen’ can only dream of one thing, do you know what that
is Ron?”
Smiling back, and somehow feeling an incredible connection with
this girl, Ron said without a doubt, “When their next encounter
with her will be?”
Smiling once more, Hannah was about to turn and leave when she
heard the words, “You’ve Got Mail,” coming from John’s pocket.
John still dazed by everything that had happened, even though it
had not happened to him, automatically reached in his pocket and
flipping over the case of his Pocket PC pressed the express
button that opened the email program. He was unaware that Hannah
was deeply studying his handheld, and that in the two to three
second delay between powering on and opening the email program,
Hannah was able to get a clear view of the currently open
program.
“Oh,” Hannah said startled, and then to hide her surprised
reaction quickly added, “Lana had told me to hurry, I’ve taken
far too much time, she won’t be pleased.” Turning, she almost ran
out of the exit and up the stairs.
*****


After John returned his Pocket PC to his shorts, (having
confirmed that the mail was just from an old friend, and required
no immediate response), John looked at Ron, still looking utterly
bewildered and with shit on his face (literally). John turned to
Don and said jokingly, “Oh, oh Don, we better be careful, or else
Lana may have us all on dog collars soon. I mean, if she has this
kind of effect on ‘the Master’ imagine what she can do to us.”
“At least now we know why she alone was worthy of supplying the
secret ingredient,” Don said laughing, “she is their leader”.
“Well, in activities of this nature, anyway,” John said,
remembering Lana’s comment that Ana was leader in the musical
activities part of their lives.
Looking and Ron, Don noticed a look in his eyes he hadn’t seen in
over six months, not since losing his last loyal subject to an
unexpected family move. Don remembered her wanting to jump from a
train to keep from being separated from her Master. Ron had had
to intervene giving her a direct commandment to go quietly with
her family and forget him forever. Don silently wondered now how
it had worked out for her, out loud he said, “Ron, are you okay?”
“So, she thinks she can turn the Master into her own personal
slave does she!” Ron said angrily.
John, realizing his last comment had had an unpleasant reaction,
tried to fix the situation by saying, “Ron, it was just a joke,
we know that what just happened here was a fluke, she caught you
off guard and to tell you the truth anybody caught off guard by
her would probably done the same if not worse, so there is no
need to go schizo on us now.”
“What is wrong with her? She’s dying for us to give her a good
fucking, probably all at once. What was Hannah saying about a
promise or a deal; I’ll bet you anything it’s that they wouldn’t
let us touch them in the most ‘fun’ way. But why, what does she
get out of holding back?” Ron was getting more excited, and
increasingly angrier as he tried to analyze the situation.
“It’s really not important Ron,” Don said calmly, “anyway; she
never actually said we won’t get what we want; if anything, she
said it’s definitely coming, just when she says so. She probably
needs to feel in charge of it.”
“But why wait for something she wants and can get now?” Ron
puzzled.
“I think that’s pretty obvious Ron,” John said smiling, “they
want us to suffer. Well, Lana does anyway, probably wants us all
on our knees begging her to let us cum.”
“I don’t beg,” Ron said, “I don’t follow orders, I do not let
girls drag me around on a leash, and I do not submit to
humiliation!” He wiped some more shit off his face. “That girl is
going to be my next Melissa, my next Rosanne, my next Clarice, I
promise you that!”
John and Don were really looking worried now. “Ron,” John said,
“all those girls you mentioned were helpless submissive
‘nut-jobs’ just waiting for someone to dominate them. How many
times did we have to stay up with you, trying to make you feel
better about yourself, after a night of putting one of them
through hell?” John now sounded a little angry himself,
“seriously,” he continued, “how you managed to end up with so
many torture loving freaks in Junior High School still amazes
me.”
“That’s because I’m the ‘Master’,” Ron said calmly, studying the
shit covered napkin in his hand, “and a master can always tell a
true submissive when he sees one.”
“Well you didn’t see one in Lana,” Don said, “believe me; you
will never turn her into a Melissa Watkins.”
“Who said anything about turning Lana into a Melissa,” Ron
questioned still closely studying the crap covered napkin.
“If you’re looking to dominate someone,” Don continued, “you
should put your money on Ana, from what Hannah says—”
“From what Hannah says, Ana isn’t a true submissive. No, a true
submissive never begs their master to stop what they are doing,
no matter how much it kills them. No,” Ron said bringing the
napkin to his nose and sniffing it, like a lion trying to get the
scent of his prey, “No, a true submissive knows to keep their
mouth shut while their master is in action, no matter what. If
they do speak to their masters, it will only be to apologize or
to beg permission to do the most basic things.”
“Like eat?” John questioned, starting to follow Ron’s thoughts.
“It wasn’t completely Lana’s idea to keep us from having sex,”
Ron said in a surprise shift of the conversation, “they made a
promise to each other not to have sex with us until a certain
time. They’re up to something, and they are pissed at us for some
reason.”
John and Don looked at Ron suspiciously and Don said, “and you
know this because…”
“There’s only one reason why three hot female lovers of sex would
make a pack not to have sex with three hot male lovers of sex.”
Ron said coming to a conclusion.
“And that reason is?” John questioned.
“You said it yourself brother, to make us suffer. They want to
punish us for something. The only thing they can get from
withholding the sex, they so much want, from us is revenge.”
After thinking it over a bit John said, “I have to admit brother,
it makes sense, but what have we done to them?”
“You know,” Don said suddenly joining in on the hard thinking,
“Lana was really stressing the privacy of their own room; you
don’t suppose that—”
“No way,” John said as he pulled out his Pocket PC and opened it
straight to the surveillance program and a view of the girls’
room. He watched as Lana leaned over the computer desk looking
puzzled, as if searching for something.
“What is she doing,” Ron asked, still looking at her with a bit
of awe.
“Probably trying to figure out how to turn it on,” John joked,
“she might be queen of orgasms, but I happen to know that Hannah
is the computer and electronics queen among them.” Noticing the
tray on the bed and Ana next to it he added, “Hannah must be in
the bathroom finishing that clean-up.” As he giggled at the look
on Ron’s face he added, “Oh, see, here she comes now, and she’s
explaining something to Lana.”
As they watched, Lana stood up and walked over to the bed; she
signaled her sisters to sit on either side of her, opening her
legs wide she placed the tray between her legs as she spoke.
“Looks like she’s about to fill them in on the possible band
merger.” John said.
As Lana talked, she opened the jar of peanut butter and using a
knife began to spread some, not on a piece of bread, but on her
two breasts.
“See there,” John said, “if they are mad at us, it can’t be
because they know we’re secretly watching them. Come on, let’s
get to the studio, we can watch this on the super-screen.”
Ron took one more look at Lana and thought, “Don’t worry miss
‘Orgasm Queen’ the Master knows how to get revenge too. And I’ll
get my revenge on you by taking away one of your most prized
possessions,” and he then shifted his look to Hannah, by her
side.

Chapter Twelve – Band Merger

As Hannah entered the girls’ room carrying her tray, she saw both
Ana and Lana looking curiously at the computer screen. Hannah had
something important to say, but she had suddenly gotten an
immediate call of nature and, putting the tray on the bed,
flashed by without a word.
“I could have sworn she was just in there,” Ana said, going over
to the bed and sitting by the tray.
“Great,” Lana said, “When I really need her, she doesn’t even
look at me. I have got to find out what that beeping is all
about.”
“It only beeped for like half-a-second,” Ana said.
“Yeah, but it’s the second time I heard it. That’s what woke me
up before. It’s like an alarm or something, it must mean
something.” Just then it began beeping again and Lana bent over
the monitor trying to figure out what the beeping meant. “Well,”
Lana said, “there’s no doubt it’s coming from the computer.”
Just then, Hannah re-entered the room, in time to hear a final
beeping, and said, “Oh, the spy alert.”
“The what,” Lana asked puzzled and Hannah came over to her and
also bent over the desk.
“The spy alert; it’s a small alarm I set up. It lets us know when
a computer on the network uses our room’s camera.” Since Lana was
still looking puzzled Hannah added, “In other words, it tells us
when we are being watched.”
“Being watched,” Lana said with a confused expression, “but they
are still in the kitchen aren’t they? Plus, it beeped like a
minute or two before you came up, for like half-a-second. Is
there someone else watching us?”
“I don’t think so,” Hannah said. “I caught a glimpse of John’s
Pocket PC just before coming up, he got an email alert and
checked it, I’m sure I saw our room on it just before the email
program opened. That would have been around the time you say you
heard the first beep.”
“So they can not only watch us from their room,” Lana said
getting up and moving to the bed, feeling a tingle of excitement,
“but pretty much from anywhere in the house. Hannah, pull up our
room on the screen, then come sit next to me, I want to see
exactly what they’re seeing.”
Getting on the center of the bed, she watched herself on the
Plasma TV, and spreading her legs wide, she made room for the
tray. There wasn’t going to be much time for play, they had to
take a quick bath and get into their costumes if they wanted to
join the boys in the garage. “Ana, get on my other side,” Lana
said. She had never considered herself an exhibitionist, but she
couldn’t deny that knowing they were watching was getting her
very hot and horny, and the thought of not giving them a show
worth watching, even a very short one, repulsed her.
“I have some news I think you’re going to like.” Lana said,
looking directly at Ana, but Hannah had already heard in the
kitchen that the news would be for all of them. “I’ll prepare
some sandwiches while I tell you, but, in the meantime,” she
grabbed the jar of peanut butter and the butter knife from the
tray as she said this, “the two of you can start eating.” She
spread the peanut butter over her breasts and pulled her sisters
heads to them. Instantly, and unquestionably, they started to
suck and lick them clean, eating the peanut butter and her boobs.
Lana began preparing a few sandwiches and said, “There’s an all
night party for kids our age at the beach tonight. DON’T STOP,
either of you!” Lana screamed this as she sensed that Ana, in the
excitement of hearing the news wanted to stop and look up at her.
Hannah, on the other hand, had never even dreamed of stopping
what she been commanded to do. “You don’t need your mouths to
hear what I have to say. Now, not only will we be going to this
party with the boys, we have a chance to perform and really let
ourselves be known.”
Without stopping her feasting, this time, Ana looked up, locking
eyes with Lana, giving her a questioning glance. Just then they
heard another series of beeps and Lana said, “Weren’t they
watching us?”
Hannah looked up at the screen and saw a number three in the top
right corner of the screen. Almost instantly it reduced to the
number two. Having completely cleaned Lana’s boob, Hannah reached
for a sandwich and took the opportunity to speak, “You see that
number 2 on the top corner of the screen?” Lana gave a small nod
and Hannah went on, “It’s another little thing I added, only we
can see it, it tells us how many computers are using the camera
in front of us. A moment ago it was at 3. One is our computer and
another was John’s Pocket PC, I don’t know what the other was,
but there was a third one for a moment.”
“They’re in the garage now,” Lana said, “it’s were we are suppose
to meet them when we’re ready. Is it possible for them to be
watching us from a computer in there?”
“Probably,” Hannah said, “this whole area around our house,
garage included, is probably one giant hot zone. But why do they
want us to meet them in the garage?”
“Because they have a musical band, and we’ll be singing with
them.” Lana said.
Unable to hold the shock of excitement at this news, Ana released
the nipple she had been nibbling on to say, “they have a band!”
Lana shot her an angry glance and grabbing the jar of jelly told
Hannah, “Get this tray out of the way.” As Hannah instantly
complied, Lana spread her legs even wider and spreading jelly all
over her groin area, including inside her twat she said, “Ana,
now that you’ve had some peanut butter, don’t forget the jelly.
Be quick, but be thorough, we need to take a quick bath and get
into our costumes. Since we’ll be at the beach, we can use the
swimsuit version.”
Ana bent down and instantly began licking up the jelly. Letting
her tongue work deep into Lana’s pussy, Ana savored both the
sweet taste of the Jelly and the even sweeter taste of her
sister.
*****


After the girls had finished taking a quick bath, they returned
to their room; the sound of a beep followed them in, and looking
up at the screen, they saw the number 1 in the corner suddenly
change to a 2 and Hannah said, “they must have been using the
bathroom camera while we were in there.”
Quickly going to the closet and digging out their costumes, they
put them on. They then minimized the surveillance program window
on their computer and put the system in hibernation.
“We don’t want anyone walking in and seeing anything they
shouldn’t,” Hannah said.
“Actually, I think if the upstairs maid comes in, she’ll be too
horrified by that peanut butter and jelly covered blanket to
notice much else,” Lana said, “we better get it in the linen
hamper before going.”
Having taken care of this final task, they prepared to step out
when Lana suddenly said, “Don’t forget the song book, Ana and
remember, once there, you are our leader.” Ana looked at Lana
with a big smile and she grabbed a book that lay on the end
table.
*****


In the garage, Ron said from the front of the 75 inch Plasma TV
screen he’d been watching, “they’re on their way, you better shut
down quick.”
John instantly powered down the computer at which he was sitting;
Ron turned off the screen just as he heard some noise in the
garage.

“This garage looks pretty big from the outside, how is it that
there is only room for one car,” Ana asked.
“I expect the rest of the garage is behind that door,” Hannah
said walking to a single door on the back wall.
“Come on,” Lana said, “they said to just walk in.”

As the girls entered the studio, Ron looked them over and said,
“Cool costumes, where’d you get them?” He looked over the
apparently completely leather costumes. They were sort of shaped
like full body swim suits; they also had on long leather gloves
and tall leather boots that sort of hugged their legs to just
below the knees. As the girls stood side by side, he couldn’t
help laughing as he realized that there were large diagonal cut
outs in front of each of their suits; the two diagonal cut-outs
began just below each breast and moved across to just above the
groin area, together the two cut-outs formed a large “X” that
intersected at each of the girls clearly visible belly buttons.
“Mom designed these for us herself,” Ana said proudly.
“What do you do if you have to go to the bathroom,” John asked
curiously, noticing that though the suits were pretty low cut on
top, there didn’t appear to be any way to get to the bottom area
other than completely removing the entire suit.
Smiling, Lana reached behind her and the boys heard what sounded
like a Velcro patch being separated, Lana then put her hand just
above her groin area and pulled forward completely separating the
bottom of the suit revealing her naked; she then turned and bent
to show off her naked asshole and give an even better view of her
now open cunt. Lana presented the separated portion of her
costume to John for a closer inspection.
John took it and showed great interest in something he saw on the
inside area. It seemed to be a rubber, suspiciously phallic
shaped object on a hinge that could either lay flat against the
puffy leather material, or stand completely perpendicular to it.
On still closer inspection, he noticed what looked like a switch,
on the end that remained against the material in the standing
position. Giving the switch a flick, John almost dropped the
entire thing when it began to vibrate.
“Please tell me you don’t use this while singing,” John said,
“the moaning could definitely throw the song off key.”
Grabbing it back, turning it off, and repositioning the vibrator
in the parallel, non-active position, Lana reattached it to the
rest of her costume saying, “Don’t be silly, that’s just to keep
a person calm between songs. I’m sure you know that singing in
front of a large audience can be unnerving.”
“Did you say Mom designed these,” Don asked a little unbelieving.
“Yeah,” Ana said, “she’s pretty cool when it comes to this kind
of stuff.” Then, seeing the surprised look in the boys’ eyes Ana
quickly added, “designing clothes I meant.” Then, on a second
thought added, “And probably what you were thinking too.”
“Are those lights boarding the ‘X’ cutout,” Ron asked, taking
another good look at the costumes himself.
“Yeah,” watch this Ana said, pressing on an area between her
boobs. The other girls did the same and the lights around the ‘X’
started to flash on and off. Standing side by side, it was like a
sign that flashed ‘XXX’. Stopping the demonstration Ana said,
“Enough about our costumes; show us what you have to offer and
let’s start singing.”

The boys led the girls deeper into the studio, which truly was
large for being in the back room of a garage, and the girls took
instant note of the giant screen TV against the back wall, as
well as a wire that connected to the computer on the desk under
it.
Noticing their looks of interest, John said, “Any DVD movie can
be watched on the big screen there, as well as movies downloaded
in any file format.”
The girls next took note of very large sofa in the middle of the
room facing the screen, and the two love seats on either side of
it, facing each other. All of which, the girls were sure, could
be converter to very nice sized beds.
Again John seemed to read their thoughts and said, “We take our
music seriously, sometimes we practice so late, we just camp out
here.”
Looking at the very corner of another wall, the girls saw a full
drum set, a keyboard organ and a base guitar. There were also
several speakers and microphones on stands.
“We set everything up so we can start practicing immediately,”
Ron said, adding, “Did you bring that song list?”
Ana passed the songbook to Ron, who, after flipping through
several pages stated, “This is good, we play almost all these
songs. Now let’s try a few and hear you sing.”

*****
After and hour of, what all involved agreed, was an awesome
practice, they all sat at the sofa to rest a while before going
in to eat a quick dinner and pack-up the instruments and
equipment for transfer.
“How, exactly, do we get all this down there,” Lana asked.
“We have a trailer that it all fits in nicely. Usually we would
attach it to the car, but since we’re only going three blocks, we
can push it there manually.” John replied.
“I can’t wait for them to hear us tonight,” Ron said. “Love Times
Three is so going to rule this town!”
The boys noticed the girls stiffen at this statement and they
said, “What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean, ‘Love Times Three’ will rule this town,” Ana
asked angrily, “Our name is ‘Triplet X’.”
“It’s our instruments that will be playing,” Don said.
“But it’s our voices that will be heard,” Hannah countered.
Lana, deciding to break off the argument said, to the boys, “This
is not ‘Love Times Three’.” Then, turning quickly to Hannah and
Ana before the boys could answer said, “and I’m sorry girls, but
it is not ‘Triplet X’ either. This is a new band, and as such,
should have a new name.”
Everyone around looked a little sour, but slowly nodded their
agreement. They then began trying to think of a name.
“Whatever the name is,” Ana said, “it should really have an ‘X’
in it. It’s what justifies the X’s on our costumes.”
“But all our instruments and playing shirts say, ‘LOVE’,” Ron
pointed out.
“How about ‘Anderson Triple X Love’,” Hannah questioned.
“We’re waiting for the okay from your master before reaching that
point in our relationship,” Ron said coldly. Then, noticing the
cold stare from Lana add, “I don’t think the family name should
be in it, family bands went out with the Jacksons, the Osmonds
and the Partridge Family.”
“Who are all of them,” Hannah asked puzzled.
“I rest my case,” Ron said with a smile.
“What about ‘Love Times Six’,” Don suggested. “The ‘X’ can
represent a multiplication sign.”
“It’s not fair if the new name is pretty much just the present
name of you band with a different number,” Ana argued. “I mean
what if I suggested we be ‘Triplet X Love’?”
“THAT’S IT,” Ron said suddenly, “It’s perfect; we can be ‘Triplet
X Love Times Two’.”
“Times Two,” Ana questioned dubiously.
“Yeah,” Ron said, “What do you get when you multiply a set of
triplets by 2; don’t you get six wild kids? Anyway, we are double
what was in either ‘Triplet X’ or ‘Love Times Three’.”
“Triplet X Love Times Two,” Lana said, letting the name roll off
her tongue, then, with a smile she said, “I like it!”
“Well,” Ron said, “I guess that settles it, the Queen has spoken;
look out world, here comes ‘Triplet X Love Times Two’!”

Chapter Thirteen – Lifestyles of the Young and Perverse

“So, what’s wrong?” Josie asked as she noticed the look of worry
on Laura’s face.
They were back on the sun deck of the yacht and were sitting
across from each other, enjoying the calm sea air and the last of
the day’s sun.
“What do you mean?” Laura asked sitting up from her reclined
position to look straight at Josie; as she did, her naked breasts
swung slightly back and forth, though for the most part, they
stood firm before her.
“I mean, that you are worried about something, and it’s keeping
you from talking to your husband. Believe me when I tell you it
is never good when you can’t say what you want to. It’s
definitely not a way to start a marriage.” Then she added with a
concerned and knowledgeable look that made Laura believe Josie
was speaking from experience, “I know!”
Though Laura wanted to hear the woman’s experience, and
especially, how she obviously survived it, she was more concerned
with something else at the moment, “how do you know Stan and I
haven’t been talking?”
“I was with you two in the galley, remember? Both at lunch and at
the snack you had just half-an-hour ago. Not only do you not talk
to each other, you both constantly avoid looking each other in
the eyes; Henry and I were like that once.”
“Well, we’ve spent most of our time in our cabin,” Laura said
defensively, “how do you know we don’t talk there?” Laura stopped
looking Josie in the face as she said this, and dropped her eyes
instead to Josie’s almost totally bald pussy. Josie was sitting
Indian style on the lounge chair and this had the tendency to
open her to her fullest, Laura saw the liquid pooling there, and
unconsciously licked her lips, desiring so much to have a drink,
she was really starting to miss her girls.
“I spend most of my time aboard reading in my cabin,” Josie said,
lying without missing a beat, “you know the cabin next to yours.
I doubt the one word imperatives I’ve heard shouted through the
wall all of last night and most of today were part of everyday
conversation.”
Josie had said this with a smile in her eyes and such a
mischievous grin, that Laura couldn’t help smiling, and then
actually breaking out into laughter. The first time she’d truly
laughed since the wedding. She couldn’t help but trust this
gorgeous, naked red-head in front of her.
Becoming a bit serious, yet much calmer, (laughter truly has an
incredible healing power) Laura said, “You were saying that Henry
and you were having a problem communicating once?”
“Yeah, a stupid block in our relationship, caused by ridiculous
suspicions neither of us wanted to voice out loud. It actually
started with a demotion he had received when the company he was
working at during the beginning of our marriage started
down-sizing. Henry couldn’t bring himself to tell me he’d be
working for almost half what he’d been earning to that point, and
his manner changed somewhat. He couldn’t talk to me or look me
directly in the eye, and when he started giving me less money
than usual for personal things, I started wondering if he was
possibly giving the rest of the money to someone else.”
“You thought he was having an affair,” Laura said shocked.
“That’s what happens when you can’t say what’s really happening;
you start thinking the wrong things. My attitude toward Henry
changed dramatically, especially in bed; I couldn’t perform
properly wondering who else he might be sleeping with. He noticed
my sudden lack of enthusiasm for him in bed, and knowing that I
loved sex more than anything, he started thinking that possibly I
wasn’t receptive to him because I was satisfying my much loved
needs somewhere else.”
“You’re kidding,” Laura said, “so you were thinking he might be
having an affair, and he was thinking you might be having one,
and you just couldn’t ask each other what was wrong?”
“Needless to say it almost destroyed our marriage.”
“How did you survive,” Laura asked, almost begging to know the
secret.
“Martin and Kim, a couple we had recently met, noticed the change
in our attitude and decided to butt in. Kim talked to me, and
Martin talked with Henry. The idea was that if we couldn’t talk
to each other, maybe we could talk to them, with the
understanding that they would then share our stories with no one
but each other. It turned out to be quite easy to talk to Kim, I
mean we all want to say what is our mind, it is just that
sometimes the people closest to us (like a spouse or kids) are
not the easiest to talk to. I was dying to talk; I just couldn’t
talk to Henry. Henry also found it very simple to talk to and
confide his suspicions to Martin. Once Martin and Kim talked over
what they had learned from us, and realized we were both
suffering from the same false suspicions, they helped Henry and
me to talk to each other. Then, when it was all over they showed
us a way to prevent such false ideas of infidelity from ever
getting in the way of our marriage again.”
“Well how did they do that?” Laura asked almost astonished.
“Oh,” Josie said, stretching her legs and lying back in the
lounge chair, closing her eyes, “they simply convinced us to have
sex with them.”
Josie said this in such a ‘matter-a-fact, something that happens
every day’ way, that Laura was left staring at her with her mouth
open. Josie didn’t say any more to elaborate, and Laura had, in
fact, even thought she’d fallen asleep until she re-opened her
eyes for a moment to look at the sun set over the sea.
Laura, curious and desperate to hear more said, “What do you mean
they convinced you to have sex with them? How could that possibly
help?”
“They showed us the statistics and facts that prove that fear of,
or suspicion of infidelity is the leading cause of divorces, not
only in the United States, but around the world. Also, they
showed us the facts that prove that in cases of actual
infidelity, the action was triggered by a man or woman’s natural
instinct to feel something new from time to time; not get stuck
in the same daily routine for the rest of our lives. Having an
open marriage, they call it swinging sometimes, eliminates all
those problems. You and your spouse can always experience
something new, and there’s no need for jealousy or suspicions of
infidelity, because you are always sharing the new experiences
together.”
“So you and Henry have been ‘swingers’ now for a long time?”
“Three years,” Josie said proudly.
“And it really works,” Laura said amazed, “being able to have sex
with people other than one another?”
“Absolutely, and you wouldn’t believe the incredible number of
people who share our beliefs; and I’m talking about people from
all walks of life, doctors, lawyers, politicians, teachers, taxi
drivers, garbage men, etc. We’ve actually found, that the closest
knit families are the ones were, not only the husband and wife,
but also the children, share in the experience too.”
Laura almost dropped a glass she was using to sip a piña colada,
“Their children,” she said aloud, “you mean, there are people out
there that, well that do it, with their own children?” Laura was
trying to sound outraged, but she couldn’t quite hide the
excitement in her eyes as she thought that maybe her family
wasn’t quite as ‘eccentric’ as she had previously believed.
“Oh dear,” this is the 21st century, denial of the existence of
incest died with the middle ages. It has long been proven that
nothing forms a closer bond in the family than regular sexual
intimacy.”
“Yes,” Laura said suddenly, “that’s exactly what I’ve been
thinking, a close bond; you wouldn’t believe how incredibly close
and strong. A bond that just can’t be broken because you add new
members to the family; what you do with new family members is let
them become part of the existing bond: but how, how do you
explain that to the new family members?”
Laura was looking totally stressed as she semi-confessed her
predicament to Josie. Josie, on the other hand, was the one now
wearing a look of surprise. It looked like getting Laura to
accept her life style was not going to be as much of a problem as
she thought, just getting her to accept that she already lived
it.
*****


Stan, in the meantime, was in the control room with Henry as he
steered the yacht. “This is great,” Stan said, “one day I am
definitely buying a yacht of my own. Thanks for letting me steer
for a while.”
“No problem,” Henry said smiling, his long dick (even when
non-erect) swinging back and forth between his legs, as he moved
with the steering wheel. “As long as you didn’t crash the boat,
no one is in trouble.”
As Stan watched the pendulum motion of Henry’s cock with an
almost hypnotized gaze, his own couldn’t help but spring to life.
An action that did not go unnoticed by Henry, who, smiling said,
“Josie told me that you and your wife had initially ignored
reading the contract’s fine print, I hope you aren’t feeling any
discomfort.”
“Believe it or not,” Stan said, “it suddenly feels just like
home, at least the home I’ve had up to now. With a wife, three
teenage daughters, and a new servant, a lot of things may have to
change.” Stan said this so gloomily that Henry seriously felt
sorry for him.
“Is that what you’ve been avoiding telling your new wife, that
you don’t want to change your lifestyle? You shouldn’t have to,
you know.”
“Yeah,” Stan said with a defiant, THAT’S RIGHT attitude, but then
lowered his head and said, “but she shouldn’t have to either.”
“Well,” Henry said, “that’s were the art of compromising comes
in: unfortunately, compromising only comes after clearly
outlining both sides of a situation.” Henry was saying this in a
humorous way, but it was obvious he was trying to make a point
that was dead serious.
“Where’s the compromise in the lifestyle I lead at home and the
lifestyle she must’ve lead?” Stan was very pensive as he thought
this out loud, then, he noticed the confused look on Henry’s face
and he said, “What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean, ‘the lifestyle she must’ve lead’ don’t you
know for sure what sort of life your wife lead?”
“Well,” Stan said, “I’d never really been over to her old house.”
“In one year of almost daily dating you never once visited her
house?”
“She never invited me, and anyway, I never invited her over to my
place, I wasn’t ready for her to see how I lived. We got along
fine outside the houses, and after six months we started going
out from time to time with the kids; so they could get to know
each other.”
“But never in each others houses,” Henry repeated suspiciously,
then asked, “didn’t you spend the night together, at least once,
before the wedding?”
“Of course we did,” Stan said, lost as to why Henry seemed so
perplexed. “At least twice a month we’d escape to a nice motel or
a B&B. Laura insisted on alternating the payments; I’d pay for
one get-away, and she’d pay for the other. Why do you look so
puzzled?”
“You never found it odd that she would rather pay extra to stay
at a motel than bring you to her house to spend the night?”
“Well no, like I said, I never brought her over to my house.”
“Yeah,” Henry said slyly, “you also told me your reason was so
she wouldn’t find out the type of lifestyle you lead…” then,
after a small pause in which he led these words sink in to Stan,
he asked, “what was her reason?”
Shocked by the question, Stan opened his mouth to answer, but
found himself at a loss for words, he thought back at the few
times over the past year when he had hinted visiting Laura’s
house, how she always seemed to have a ready made excuse to him
out (just like he did, actually, when she made similar hints
about visiting him), “Well,” Stan continued, “her reason was
because—well because,” as he just could not think why at the
moment, he said the only thing that made sense to him, “because
she didn’t want me to see the kind of lifestyle she was leading?”
“Hmmm,” Henry said in deep thought, “you know, maybe the next
time you and your wife are in bed, you should bring up the
subject of lifestyles, I’ve a feeling the two of you may have a
lot more room to compromise than you can even imagine.”
“You know,” Stan said, suddenly wondering just how different his
and Laura’s lives were, “maybe I should.”

Chapter Fourteen – Triplet X Love Times Two

When the kids finished their rehearsal, they entered the house to
find that Amy was not only finally awake, but that she had a four
course meal waiting for them.
“It’s your first official dinner as brothers and sisters and it
should be something special,” Amy said as she finished setting
the large dining room table around which 12 people could
comfortably sit.
“So what are we having,” Ron asked expectantly, “some lobster,
ham, or roast duck?”
“The main course is meatloaf and potatoes,” Amy said grinning.
“Meatloaf and potatoes,” they all questioned, a little
disappointed.
“Well, what’s special about that,” Lana asked making a face.
“What’s special,” Amy said, bringing in the first course (a
lovely garden salad), “is that you’re all sharing it with three
new brethren.”
As Amy said this, she smiled at Lana, who, smiling back said,
“Yeah, that is special, isn’t it?”
“Damn,” Don said suddenly as he grabbed his salad.”
“What’s wrong,” Hannah asked.
“Just French, or Ranch, and no time to make our own,” he said,
holding up the bottles of salad dressing.
They all laughed at this and began having a very enjoyable
dinner.
After the plates from the final course had been cleared away, the
kids told Amy and Pietro they needed to talk to them, and could
they join them in the family room.
*****


“Okay,” Amy said after a few minutes of staring at the kids and
they’re not speaking, “so what do you want to talk to us about?”
“Umm,” John said, “umm—do you like the girls’ costumes,” he asked
lamely.”
“Like ‘em,” Amy said, “I want to rip them off and try them out
myself, their amazing!” She then added, somewhat unconvincingly,
“the clothes I mean. By the way girls, you sound amazing too. I
could you practicing.”
“Well, thanks Amy,” Ana said proudly.
“But,” Pietro then said, speaking for the first time, “I get the
feeling that there is something else you want to tell us.”
“Yeah, well—” Ron began.
“The truth is—” Ana started slowly, and then rather quickly said,
“well the truth is we’ve formed a new band, ‘Triplet X Love Times
Two’!”
“And triple X love it is,” Amy said, almost hopefully.
“No,” Lana said giggling, “not ‘triple X’, ‘Triplet X’.”
“It looks triple X to me,” Amy said tauntingly as she gave the
girls costumes another inspection.
“Look Amy,” John finally said, “the thing is that we have our
first gig tonight at an all night beach party for High School
students.”
“We’ll be able to meet kids our own age and make a name for
ourselves all at once,” Ana added.
“And all you need from us,” Amy said, looking over at Pietro, “is
the permission to go.”
“Well the two of you are sort of in charge you know,” Ana
confessed.
“Sounds fine with me,” Amy said, “let’s get down there.”
“Umm, it’s sort of no parents or adults allowed,” Ron said
nervously.
“Oh, I assure you, neither Pietro nor I are parents, yet, as for
being adult, have I ever looked or acted like an adult? As for
Pietro here, he’s not an adult either, he’s the extra help you
will need to quickly pack up all of your equipment and drag it
three blocks to the beach.” Amy said all this with an air of
humor, but there was nothing funny about the stern look she was
giving all of them.
“There is absolutely no way you are going to let us go to this
party alone, is there,” Lana said frowning a bit.
“And tell your parents that what we did on your second night in a
new and unknown town, where we know no one and no one knows us,
was to send you to an all night beach party alone? Umm—I think
the answer to that is, NO WAY! Anyway, I wouldn’t miss your first
‘gig’ together for the world. Now, enough talking, we’ve got some
packing to do.
*****


An hour later, they set off for the beach, together, Pietro and
the boys pushing and pulling the trailer filled with all their
equipment; this included not only the instruments, speakers and
mikes, but also some stage lights that could be mounted on
stands, should extra lighting be required. The girls were pushing
a second cart which was full of such things as, six sleeping
bags, an additional tent (somewhat smaller than the one they had
waiting for them), and ice box full of ice, and a portable
barbecue, Amy had also placed a large bag in it, but she hadn’t
mentioned what was in it.
Amy herself was in the rear, she was carrying two shopping bags
with things she had purchased as they passed the 24 hour
supermarket, these included such things as: a bag of coal,
lighter fluid, a box of hamburgers, a box of hot dogs, as well as
one of sausages for the morning. There were also some extra
necessities such as: hamburger and hot dog buns, ketchup,
mustard, and of course two cases of soda.
The kids reminded Amy that they had just eaten a four course
meal, but Amy reminded them that if they were going to spend the
next 24 hours or more on the beach, there was a good chance they
would get hungry again before they left.
One block from where the public beach would start, Lana noticed
the giant stone wall that seemed to cover a whole block of the
beach, not letting anyone see beyond it. “Why is this part of the
beach walled off,” she asked curiously.
“I’m not really sure,” Ron said, “I haven’t had a chance to
investigate it. I heard something about a private beach where no
one under 18 is allowed; that’s probably it, since once we get to
the open beach we can walk on it completely. It’s like 15 blocks
from one side to another, and curves to eventually go around this
street and up the adjacent one.”
“Wow,” Ana, who had always loved the beach said, “what a great
place to live, beaches all around.”
*****


They found their tent, right where the boys had put it up the
second time around. Katrina and Jason Wilson were lying it, they
seemed suspiciously out of breath for, as they stated, having
just been catching a nap.
“Wow, John,” Jason said, his eyes nearly popping from his head,
“are these your sisters?”
Ron made the formal introduction, pointing out the letters on the
corner left side of the girls’ costumes, as well as on their
necklaces (which were clearly visible due to the extra-short cut
of their costumes). Ron also introduced Amy (as a friend) and
Pietro as the butler (he explained how he was there to help with
the equipment delivery and setup).
When Katrina and Jason let slip that they were only in Junior
High School, Lana said, “I thought that pre-High School students
weren’t coming to the party?”
“They’re not,” Katrina said a little mournful, “but every year
one of the local families is chosen to be in charge of party,
this year we got the job. Debbie, especially, is in charge of the
entertainment, and since we’re helping her get everything ready,
we have special permission to stay through the whole thing.”
“Well,” Lana said, realizing that her outburst was a bit rude,
“I’m glad for that.”
Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, someone rushed over and started
hugging the boys as if they were her salvation. The girls were
shocked, when this person turned to them and started hugging them
too.
Getting a good look at who was hugging her, Lana saw that it was
a very beautiful young brunette, and from her red, swollen eyes,
she had obviously been crying.
“Debbie,” John said, “is everything all right?”
“No,” Debbie said, almost breaking out into tears again, “I
mean—yes, yes everything is all right, now that you’re here. We
had a problem, but with you here, it’s not a problem any more.”
“You didn’t have any difficulty adding us to the program so late,
I hope,” Ron said a bit confused.
“No,” Debbie said, “nothing like that, I mean, I’m in charge of
getting the bands, I can add anyone I want; which is why my
career in High School was almost over before I ever started my
first year.” When everyone threw her a puzzled look she
explained, “both of the live bands that were scheduled to go on
tonight had to cancel on me at the last minute: one band got
arrested on the way over here for DUI, as well as possession of
drugs, the way I here it, they can’t be bailed out until at least
tomorrow afternoon; the other band had one of their key musicians
and their lead singer come down with measles, the rest of the
band is currently in quarantine.”
“Wait a minute,” Ana said suddenly, “are you saying that we are
not only on the entertainment list, but that we are the only
entertainment for this all night party?”
“No, no, as you can here, we have our DJ, and he has plenty of
music, but you are the only live entertainment, and my heroes. I
was in tears thinking what it would be like in school this year
when, as the person in charge of entertainment, I failed to
produce a band here tonight. Then, someone mentioned that they
had just seen the most awesome looking band arrive and head this
way, and I knew it had to be you.”
Lana looked worriedly at the boys and said, “This isn’t fair.”
“What’s wrong,” John asked, “we can handle it, we’ll just divide
the songs into sets of maybe two or three at a time, with the DJ
and his records giving us say a good half-hour at least between
sets.”
“I don’t think Lana is talking about the load of work,” Ana said,
“I think she’s talking about the pressure.”
“What are you talking about,” Don asked.
“Don’t you see,” Hannah explained, “being an extra last minute
band providing good relief for the actual bands is one thing, but
to be the only live band, it sort of puts a bit of extra pressure
on us to be more than good, more than fantastic even, we have to
be awesome!”
“And—” Ana continued, “Though only one hour of every having
practiced together, I can truly guarantee that we are—FANTASTIC—I
can’t guarantee that we are—AWESOME.”
“But you will be,” Debbie said, “I know you will, and anyway,
I’ll explain, when I introduce you, how you have accepted the
challenge of filling in at such a late hour, when our entire
night could have been lost. That should alleviate some pressure
by having everyone appreciate the fact that we have a band at
all.”
The boys looked at the girls who, after talking among themselves
said, “Okay, start setting up the equipment, but give us 15 to 20
minutes alone in the tent to calm our nerves a bit.”
The boys nodded at them, smiling as they knew what the girls
intended to do.
Instantly the girls walked into the tent and zipping it up,
ripped off the Velcro pads in their costume’s groin sections;
quickly positioning the vibrator in the active position, so that
it easily slipped into their cunts when reattached, they switched
the vibrators on and tightened the Velcro pads again.
After only a minute, the girls, who had as yet not spoken, felt
much calmer.
“I feel so much better,” Lana said, “who needs tranquilizers and
drugs when their bodies provide the most powerful calming agent
known to man? I wish we could play with these on,” as she said
this she let out a low moan.
Ana giggled and said, “I think John was right, the moaning would
definitely throw our songs off,” she then let out a low moan
herself.
*****
After 15 minutes, in which they had all cum and taken the liberty
to thoroughly clean each other up, the girls returned their
costumes to normal mode and stepped out of the tent. They found
that Amy had just unpacked the second tent and was starting to
put it up.
“Need some help,” Lana asked.
“No, thanks, I have all night to put this up; you three, on the
other hand, have only a few minutes to join your brothers on the
other side of the beach. From what I understand, they’ve set up a
stage down there.”
“I thought you wanted to see us perform,” Lana said.
“You’ll be performing throughout the night,” Amy said, “believe
me; I’ll get to see you. I just want to get everything here
organized first; besides, Pietro won the draw.”
“What draw,” Ana asked.
“Well, someone should really stay here at camp at all times, and
we drew straws to see who got to watch your first set, he won.
Now go you three, they’re waiting.”
*****


The girls followed the sound of the music they had been hearing
since they arrived, as they got closer to the source of the
music, and could here it much louder, they started to make out
the comments of the DJ, as well as the screams of what must have
been hundreds of people. They almost fainted, when, rounding a
large rock formation, they caught sight of the backs of the
crowd, all looking up at a mostly darkened raised stage.
“Hey,” Ana said, “we forgot our bathing suits.” She said this as
she noticed the majority of the crowd in swim trunks and bikinis.
“I doubt we’ll be doing much swimming tonight.” Hannah said.
“But I bet we get some diving in before the night is over,” Lana
said, looking at the collection of butt floss bikinied students
before them.
“Well let’s get some singing done first,” said Ana, “that’s if we
can find a way through this crowd and up onto that stage.”
“Hey, you there,” they heard someone call behind them, “we were
on our way to fetch you. Come on, we’re all set up.”
Turning, and seeing the boys, Lana said, “where did you come
from?”
“There’s a path around these rocks that circles around and comes
out right on the stage.” Ron explained. “Let’s hurry, we need to
talk about the introduction and first set of songs.” Then,
smiling, Ron added, “So are you three ‘relaxed’?”
“For now,” Lana said smiling back.
On the way up to the stage, the boys filled the girls in on
everything they had agreed with Debbie, including: a special
hello message of theirs to the community, their positions on
stage, and the three songs they’d chosen for their first set.
Once on the stage itself, they quickly took their places. Don at
the drums, John at the keyboard and Ron grabbing his base guitar;
the girls stood in the center of the stage with their backs to
the crowd. Since the only current lighting was focused on the
DJ’s podium in the right corner, they were able to do all this
without attracting much attention. Once in starting positions,
Ron gave a small nod to Debbie, who had been attentively waiting
for the agreed signal, she, in turn, signaled the DJ that she
would be taking over after the current record was finished. When
the song ended, he cut the power to his equipment and walking
backward, blended into the unlit night.

Debbie walked over to the podium the DJ had just abandoned and
speaking in the mike said, “As many of you know, the two
previously scheduled bands both met unfortunate circumstances
tonight, and will not be able to be with us, however, they always
say that the show must go on, and we are very fortunate tonight
to be joined by a group that in this late hour has offered to
take on the responsibility of providing you with the
entertainment you came here for tonight. Without further delay;
singing the first of 5 sets of songs between now and midnight,
let’s have a strong applause for ‘Triplet X Love Times Two’!”
As the crowd applauded, the light focused on the pedestal turned
off, and lights focused on Don, John and Ron turned on as they
began playing the musical introduction to the song ‘Supergirl’.
Then Ana, as lead voice started singing, Lana and Hannah could
then be heard backing her up. The girls could not actually be
seen yet, no light was focused on them; when they mentioned the
words, “I am Supergirl”, Ana, in the middle of the three turned
around and, touching the area between her breasts that powered
the lights around the ‘X’ cutout in her costume, turned on the
lights. Lana, on her right, turned around at the next mention of
the words, “I am Supergirl”, and did the same with the lights on
her costume. Finally, at the third mention of the phrase, Hannah
also turned and activated her lights, leaving a blinking ‘XXX’ on
the stage for a minute before a light finally focused on the
still singing girls, the crowd was wild at the sight and the
sound of them, by the end of the set, which included two more
songs, “American Pie” and “I Love Rock And Roll”, ‘Triplet X Love
Times Two’ had a pretty big fan club in their own neighborhood.
*****
“We thank the group for that—AWESOME—first set.” Debbie announced
as the lights focused on the group members all turned off to be
replaced by the light focused on the podium. She had to wait a
few minutes for the cheering and applause to die down before she
was able to continue, “they’ll be back in around half-an-hour
with their second set. In the meantime, we return you to our DJ
of the night, ‘Music Max’!”
As the DJ took over and instantly began playing a song, Debbie
went over to the Anderson kids and said, “That was amazing! They
love you! I love you! And your costumes,” she said turning to
address the girls in particular, “I hadn’t noticed them when we
first met, they’re incredible!”
“Thanks, Debbie,” Lana said.
“You’re thanking me? How can I ever repay you for saving my
reputation tonight?”
“We could probably think of a few ways,” John said smiling, “but
for now, I’d appreciate it if you told us how to get out of here
without getting mobbed.”
“Come on,” Debbie said, leading them in an opposite direction
from the one that they had used to get on stage, “This other path
doesn’t go anywhere near the crowd and eventually curbs
completely around them and right back to where you have your
tents. When you come back later, you can use it. I’ll see you
then; I have to get back to the stage, thanks again.”
Once alone, the kids began to talk about their successful debut,
“Can you imagine if we’d had time to really plan and rehearse
better?” Ana asked excitedly.
“Well, we might have been able to teach you one or two or our
original songs,” Ron said, “but I doubt we would have done as
well.”
“What do you mean,” Hannah said.
“I think what Ron means,” Don said, “is that a good part of our
success probably came from a lot of adrenaline cause by the fact
that we didn’t have the faintest idea what to do.”
“So true,” agreed Lana, “Well, at least they know we can sing
now, so when we suck at our next set, they’ll at least have the
memory of this first one.”
“I don’t think we will in any way suck,” Don said as they emerged
from the beach path onto a clearing that led directly to their
tent. Then on better reflection added, “well I hope we’ll
eventually suck in one way, but don’t worry Lana, I know we have
to wait for that.” They could see Pietro approaching from an
opposite path.
When Lana saw Pietro she said, “That’s not a bad idea, I can use
a snack.” And she went running to meet Pietro. Amy, who was
setting up the sleeping bags in the giant tent saw them and
waved. Lana gave a quick wave back and, grabbing Pietro dragged
him into the smaller tent and zipped it up.
As the rest reached the big tent, Amy smiled and said, “I could
hear you fine, you sounded great!”
The boys whispered something to each other and then Don and John
went in the big tent with Amy, zipping it up, leaving Ron, Hannah
and Ana outside.
“Well, what are we suppose to do,” Hannah asked.
“Well, I don’t know about you two, but I’m going to work on the
songs for the next set,” Ana said.
“Without us,” Ron said, meaning of course a representative from
the boys.
“You boys prepared the entire first set without us,” Ana said.
“Only because someone needed relaxing,” Ron said.
“Still, this set is ours to set up, it’s only fair.”
“Fine, I think I’ll take a walk on the beach to relax my nerves,”
Ron said.
“Oh, that sounds like a good idea,” Hannah said, “I’ll come with
you.”
“You’re not going to help me,” Ana said annoyed.
“You’re much better at that kind of thing that I am,” Hannah
said, “you’d probably claim I was in you way.” As Hannah said
this she turned to follow Ron toward some rocks by the shore.
Since everyone was at the party, this part of the beach was
completely deserted. Hannah sat on one of the rocks to enjoy the
calming sound and smell of the sea.
“This is so nice,” Hannah said with her eyes closed. She was
aware of Ron coming and standing next to her. She didn’t want to
open her eyes because she felt so peaceful, but then she caught a
wonderful scent; a scent that didn’t belong to the sea or the
sand or the rocks, she knew that smell and it made her whole body
tingle. It was the smell of cock! She opened her eyes and saw Ron
masturbating not an inch from her face.
“What are you doing,” she asked somewhat shocked.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” Ron said screaming loudly at
her.
“You shouldn’t be doing that, someone might see you.”
“There’s nobody here!”
“I’m here,” Hannah said, “I’m somebody.”
“You’re no one, bitch! You are a toy, a piece of property,
something to be used and abused at my pleasure!”
“You shouldn’t talk like that,” Hannah said lowering her head,
but never once raising her voice to deny Ron’s claims. “If Lana
heard you talking like that she would—”
“She would do nothing, because she doesn’t own you anymore! You
belong to me now slave, open your mouth and suck my dick, and do
it just as well as I sucked your ass this afternoon!”
“We’re not suppose—”
“What you’re supposed to do is follow your Master’s orders
without question!” Ron screamed and pulled Hannah up off the rock
by her arm. Turning her, Ron sat on the rock himself and pulled
Hannah over his lap. Removing the Velcro connected back of her
costume’s groin area attachment, he left her butt naked and in
one quick move spanked her in the butt. “You’re a naughty slave;
you need to be taught obedience!” SPANK “When I tell you to do
something you do it without question!” SPANK “Do you understand
that slave!” As he said this, he prepared the vibrator attachment
of her costume and turning it on full, put it in place,
reattaching the Velcro pad on the back of Hannah’s costume and
giving her one more spanking, over the costume, said once more,
“Do you understand, SLAVE!”
Poor Hannah was in tears, but they weren’t tears of pain, or even
anger, they were tears of joy as she came and came again.
Ron repeated more loudly, “I said, do you understand me, Slave?”
“Yes, Master,” Hannah cried out gasping, “Yes, I understand.”
“Good,” Ron said raising her head a bit and guiding her toward
his cock, “Now do what I told you to do!”
Hannah swallowed Ron’s cock and began to suck the life out of
him; she sucked him using her entire mouth. She would take his
cock deep into her throat then release it until only the head was
lying on her tongue, she would give it a small bite and explore
the slit with the tip of her tongue, trying as hard as possible
to get her Master to cum. Ron, however, was in control this time,
and held off cumming until he thought he heard someone. He let go
saying, “Good job slave, now here’s your reward, drink it all up
like a good little girl!”
Hannah gulped, sucked, and swallowed until she had drunk up all
of Ron’s cum. The vibrator in her cunt was still driving her to
orgasm after orgasm herself, and she crumbled onto the beach
floor, it was driving her crazy, but she didn’t dare ask her
master to remove it, that wasn’t her decision to make.
Ron bent down and helping Hannah to her feet once more removed
the Velcro pad of her costume and pulled the vibrator, he bent
her over the rock for a moment and kneeling before her flowing
twat licked her juices for several minutes before completely
closing her costume and standing in front of Hannah. He leaned
over and kissed her passionately a few times, she returned his
kisses with just as much if not more passion.
“No one is to know, yet, that you have a new master, understand
slave?”
“Yes master.”
“You’re to tell no one about any of this, and for now, around
other people you treat me just as one of your brothers. Is that
clear?”
“Yes master.”
“Do you feel like you are betraying some orders or trust by being
with me, speak truly.”
“We weren’t supposed to do anything yet, not without her
permission, not until it was over.”
“I know that you’re up to something, I could order you to tell me
what it is, but I won’t.”
“Thank you, master.”
“I will, however, tell you, that the faster you get what you’re
trying to do over with, the less guilty you’ll feel every moment
we’re together. Is that understood?”
“Yes my master.”
“Now watch your face with some water, you’re flushed and look
like you just had a hundred orgasms, we can’t have you looking
like that around others.”
Hannah bent down toward the beach water and grabbing a handful,
soaked her face. She repeated this a few times until she felt her
emotional high totally subsiding and her brain returning to
normal.
Ron then went on ahead, to the camp and sitting by Ana and Lana
said, “Don and John aren’t finished with Amy yet?”
“No,” Lana said a little annoyed, “and it’s almost time for the
next set. Where’s Hannah? Ana said she was with you.”
“I was walking along the beach and she just wanted to stay and
sit on a rock by the water, she said something about it being
peaceful. Oh,” he said suddenly, “there she is now.’
“It’s so calm and beautiful here,” she said as she reached her
sisters. At that very moment, Amy emerged followed by John and
Don.
“We better start back.” John said, “Anybody take time to think
what we’re going to sing in this set?”
Ana held up a paper and said, “I have the set planned out right
here.”
“Great,” Don said, “let’s go.”
As the rest agreed, they walked, and Ron caught Hannah’s eyes, as
he winked at her, she slightly bowed her head and walked on to
the stage feeling very, very content.

Chapter Fifteen – Family Planning

Laura and Stan were lying side by side on their cabin’s bed
looking up at the ceiling. They had returned there after dinner,
both fully intending to finally have a much needed talk, but as
usual, had only ended up being able to have some intense sex
until their bodies gave up and they had to take a break. They’d
been staring at the ceiling now for almost 15 minutes without
once turning to look at each other. They were both thinking about
what the Carters had said to each of them, but the fear of
rejection in them still kept them silent.
It was Laura, finally, who decided she should take the initiative
and start a conversation; fishing for something that might lead
in the right direction Laura said, “Do you know that the Carters
have regular sex with other couples?”
The question was so unexpected that Stan was left dumbfounded,
and in a surprised voice said, “What?” Stan’s surprise came more
from the fact that Laura had finally said something than from the
topic of her question.
Laura felt a little disheartened by the level of surprise in his
voice, thinking, “I knew it, he can never accept anything like
that.” However, now that they were, somewhat, talking, she didn’t
want to just stop. “Josie and Henry, Josie told me that they have
sex regularly with other couples, sometimes even entire
families.” Trying to sound as though she thought the idea crazy
she said in a voice full of irony, “It’s suppose to keep them
from being unfaithful to each other or something like that.”
The irony in her voice upset Stan and he actually turned to look
at her for the first time saying, somewhat annoyed, “So they’re
swingers, if that’s the lifestyle they’ve chosen and it works for
them and makes them happy; who are we to criticize it? Maybe we
should go up and show our respect of their beliefs by joining
them in hot sex!”
Stan’s furious defense of the Carters brought a smile to Laura’s
face, who said softly, “So you don’t think there is anything
wrong with what they do?”
“Like I said,” Stan said in a calmer voice, happy to at least see
her smiling, “it’s their life.” Then, deciding this was a good
time to bring up the question on his mind since talking to Henry,
he asked, “Why don’t I know anything about your life, how you
lived with your girls and with Pietro in your home. Hell, why was
I never invited to your home at all?”
“I was never invited to yours either,” Laura said in a more
‘matter-a-fact’ than defensive way, “and I know as much about
your life as you do about mine.”
“Yeah,” Stan admitted, “I guess that’s true; there were just some
things I wasn’t ready to share yet.”
“Well,” Laura said, “obviously there were some things I wasn’t
ready to share either.”
“That’s not right,” Stan said slowly, laying back once more to
stare at the ceiling, “we should have shared everything before
the wedding, started the matrimony with no secrets…” he reached
behind him to something under his pillow and added, “and with no
shame. I have something to show you, and I’m sorry I didn’t show
it to you before now.”
Laura, who had also been reaching for something, this under her
side of the mattress, turned to look at Stan and said, “I’m also
sorry that I didn’t show you this earlier, I want to share it
with you now, and all I ask is that you focus on how happy
everyone is.” As she said this, she passed him what was obviously
a small photo album, only to have Stan put another one in her
hand.
“That’s all I ask you to do too,” Stan said as he took her album
and gave her his.
*****
Neither Stan nor Laura spoke for the next 20 minutes as they got
to truly know the additional new half of their family for the
first time through the photos that showed all the members with
blissful and happy smiles as they shared sex, in every form
possible, with one another. Stan, especially, took a good amount
of time analyzing each of his new daughters’ cunts and asses.
After the 20 minutes, they both closed the photo albums and
passed them back to one another smiling joyfully.
“So, be honest,” Laura said, “What’s the first thing that came to
your mind?”
“I guess that would be that I can’t wait to start forming as
strong a bond with my new daughters as I have with my sons.” Stan
said laughing, and then added, “what about you?”
“Well, my first thought was a question, actually, though I also
can’t wait to start bonding with my sons. I’d especially like to
try that bonding position I saw Amy in, the one where she’s
bonded to all three at once.” There was a twinkle in her eye as
she said this.
Stan smiled, and then said, “so what was the question?”
“What,” Laura said surprised.
“The question that came to your mind when you saw the pictures,”
Stan said.
“Oh yeah,” Laura said quickly, “well, the question was, why
haven’t you fucked me in the ass yet? More than half the pictures
you’re in show you fucking someone in the ass, either one of the
boys or Amy, and you obviously love it.”
Grinning Stan said, “Well, when it comes to the boys, there isn’t
much choice is there, and yeah, Amy loves it in the butt,
actually Amy loves it everywhere, but not every woman likes being
fucked in the ass, I just didn’t know if you would like it.
Though, I saw the pictures of you and Pietro, and I’m happy to
see you don’t seem to have any problem with it, because, yeah,
you are right, I do love it.”
Rolling over and getting on her hands and knees, opening up her
ass cheeks as wide as possible to expose her rosebud she said,
“no problem at all, and I love it too.”
As Stan got on his knees and placed the head of his very erect
cock at the entrance to Laura’s ‘dirty little hole’, applying
pressure until it popped in, he moved on to a different subject
as he started to pump. “So, Amy and Pietro,” he said slowly, “I
take it they will be allowed to continue servicing all of us?”
“It would be a shame to let their talents go to waste,” Laura
said, letting out a small squeal as she felt Stan’s cock
splitting her in two as it reached the deepest point possible of
her ass, and quickly pulled out again, only to be pushed back in
again.
After several minutes of silently enjoying this attack on her
rear, Laura said, “Do you think they’ve discovered each other
yet?”
“What’s that,” Stan said, lost in ecstasy as Laura’s ass clamped
and unclamped his dick.
“The children, do you think they’ve had sex with each other yet?”
“I don’t know, they’ve only been together 24 hours or less; don’t
worry though, if they haven’t, it’s only a matter of time. And
when we get back, we’ll establish a family game night with
mandatory attendance to be sure we get together and never pull
too far apart.”
“Oh, that sounds fantastic, Lana especially will love that! She’s
always been sort of the sexual goddess in our home; you’d be
surprised to know that she has quite a dark side.”
“You’re kidding, Lana, she seems like the sweetest of all. Then
again, Ron has always seemed the most considerate and caring of
my boys, yet you wouldn’t believe what he turns into around a
true submissive.”
“A bit of the ‘Master’ in him ehhh,” Laura questioned, excitedly,
then added worriedly, “I’d hate to think what might happen if he
went head on head with Lana’s dark side.”
“Well, only true submissive triggers the ‘Master’ in him, he can
usually find one though, it’s like he has a radar that’s tuned to
their frequency.”
“Well Lana’s safe then,” Laura said, giving a small moan and a
scream as Stan pulled completely out of her butt hole and in the
same move plunged his cock deep in her pussy and an index finger
deep in her still open rosebud. Recovering her power to speak,
she continued saying, “Hannah is the only true submissive in our
home. I worry so much about her. She’d dive in acid,
unquestionably, if told strongly enough. I try to keep her as
close to me as possible so she won’t be abused or misused in any
way, but she acts so sad sometimes if she doesn’t get attention
of that kind for some time.”
“Doesn’t Lana’s dark side abuse her enough,” Stan said with a
sudden concern for his new daughter’s welfare.
“I’ve tried to get her to, but since ‘the orgasm queen’ as she is
called, is mostly triggered by a person that defies her immediate
desires—”
“A true submissive never gets to see her,” Stan finished.
“Poor Hannah will just stand around watching her in action, her
eyes sort of screaming, ‘please, abuse me too’!”
“Well, she sounds like a perfect target for Ron. Believe me, it
won’t take long for her to get on his radar, and once she does,
you’ll never have to worry about anyone abusing or misusing her
again. Ron will give her all the abuse she needs.”
“I certainly hope you’re right,” Laura said, moaning as she felt
Stan’s cock suddenly explode in her cunt. At the same time, she
felt a powerful orgasm ripping through her body and fell flat on
her stomach exhausted and in a little pain. Stan, who had fallen
on top of her now turned her around and kissed her passionately
for several minutes while their strengths returned.
Looking into his eyes as they finally broke off kissing Laura
said smiling, “We’re going to be so happy aren’t we?”
“I doubt there will be a happier family than ours,” Stan said
smiling back.
Laura suddenly shot him an inquisitive look and questioned
slowly, “Stan, were you serious about going up and fucking the
Carters?”
Stan looked down at her and smiling again said, “Maybe tomorrow,
tonight it’s just you and me again,” and leaning over, he began
kissing her once more.

Chapter Sixteen – Breaking in a Slave

Lana awoke to the smell of sausages cooking somewhere nearby, and
the sound of much frolicking. She was sure she heard children
nearby and remembered that her sisters and her were all naked in
the small tent. She saw some movement in the sleeping bag next to
her and noticed Hannah was awake.
“Morning, that’s if it’s still morning, are you feeling alright,”
Lana asked.
“Yeah,” Hannah said nervously, “why do you ask?”
“Well, we did end up playing a total of 10 sets throughout the
night, right?”
“Yeah,” Hannah replied, not really wanting to get into a long
conversation with Lana, “but the long break between midnight and
3 AM really helped, didn’t you use it to sleep?”
“Yeah, but I’m not talking about being sleepy, my muscles are in
a bit of pain; from over-dancing I think.” Lana stretched a
little as she said this. “Massage my back and shoulder a little.”
“My arms do hurt a bit too, now that you mention it. Maybe we can
get Ana to do both of us; she seemed pretty strong when she
stepped out to pee.”
Lana threw Hannah a strange look, was she mistaken, or had Hannah
just refused a direct command from her? She was about to say
something when she noticed their three costumes hanging by the
side of the tent, right where they had been left early that
morning after their last set, “Did you say Ana is outside?” she
said, somewhat puzzled.
“Yeah, she should be back fast though, she just really needed to
go. Remember we told her to do it before going to bed and she
didn’t go with us.”
“And she had to go so fast that she didn’t even bother to put
something on?” Lana questioned.
“No silly,” Hannah said laughing, and getting out of her sleeping
bag, she showed Lana that she was in her butt floss bikini.
“Hey,” Lana said, “Where’d you—”
“From there,” she said, pointing to something on Lana’s right.
Lana looked over and saw the bag Amy had insisted on bringing
along, she grabbed it and looking inside saw her butt floss
bikini, a pair of beach sandals and three large tee-shirts.
“Oh great,” Lana said, “I thought I’d have to spend the day in my
costume. Getting out of her sleeping bag and lying on top of it
she tried stretching some more, as far as possible in the tent.
Feeling a strong itch between her naked legs she said, “Suck my
pussy, I need a good start to the day.” She smiled and closed her
eyes, opening her legs as she said this.
After about a minute of waiting, she was shocked to realize that
Hannah wasn’t immediately dropping to the ground between her
legs. Opening her eyes, she saw Hannah standing over her, looking
uncertain as to what she should do. Starting to get annoyed, Lana
said angrily, and with much force, “What’s wrong with you today?
I told you to get down here and suck my twat! Now do it!”
“Lana, this isn’t really the place to do that. There are children
running all around us.”
“They are out there, we are in here! Now obey your orders before
I’m forced to make you obey them!”
“We’re not in a locked house Lana,” Hannah argued, “anyone can
just come in!” As she said this, the front of the tent was
unzipped and Ana stepped in. Before she had a chance to zip it up
again, they heard some wolf whistles, leading them to believe
someone had caught sight of Lana’s ‘openness’.
“See what I mean,” Hannah said going to the entrance and stopping
Ana from totally closing, “wait, I was going to get some
sausages.” And she stepped out leaving Lana looking shocked.
“What’s wrong,” Ana asked looking at the puzzled look on Lana’s
face.
“I don’t know,” Lana said, a strong feeling of rejection suddenly
flowing over her. “Something isn’t right, very not right.”
Ana saw that Lana looked almost on the verge of tears and said,
“Hey, I’ll do you if you do me.” And dropping her bikini bottom
she straddled her sisters head, facing Lana’s pussy, which she
quickly bent down and started eating.
As the joy of a tongue in her twat started to take control, all
thoughts of Hannah’s sudden disloyalty to her were washed away,
and Lana began feasting happily herself, letting Ana’s juices
flow freely in her mouth.
*****


Outside the tent, Hannah found Amy serving sausages to all the
boys, as more sausages were cooking on the barbecue. “Can I have
something to eat, please,” Hannah said, almost begging, “I feel
very hungry.” Though her head was turned toward Amy, her eyes
were looking directly into Ron’s.
Even when Amy said, “of course you can eat, silly, what kind of a
question is that? Just grab some bread over there while I get you
the sausages,” Hannah did not move or say anything until she saw
Ron slightly nod his head as he ate a piece of bread.
No one else seemed to notice, but Hannah quickly said, “thank
you, thank you so much.” And she quickly went to grab a piece of
bread.
“I think you were right about her.” John said, leaning over
toward Ron and whispering in his ear.
“I know I was right,” Ron answered with a sort of wicked smile.
“Do you know if we have to play anymore?” Don asked sounding
somewhat tired still.
“Actually, No,” Ron said, “John was just telling me before you
came out that Debbie talked to him early this morning.”
“She confirmed that she has four bands booked to play this
evening, and that we are free to start meeting what she called,
our ‘loyal fans’.
Don laughed and almost choked on the sausage he was chewing,
“loyal fans?” He questioned smiling.
“Yeah,” John said, “she said that someone already put in a
request to have a ‘Triple X Love Times Two’ club this year at the
High School we’re going too. Though, personally, I doubt anybody
will even recognize us yet; not unless the girls go out in their
costumes that is.”
“You’re kidding about the club right?” Don said smiling but at
the same time shocked. “Did she say who it was that put in the
request?”
“Not really,” John said, “but I’m pretty sure she was hinting it
was her.”
“Well, any club with our name would have to be willing to provide
a very special brand of entertainment.” Ron said.
“Actually, that’s what I told her.” John confirmed.
“Really, what did she say to that?”
“She said any club could be made a private club, with a ‘by
invitation only’ membership.”
“Really,” Ron said, his eyes sparkling at the possibility.
“Don’t get too excited though, she also said the problem is that
any club like that would need both a male and a female faculty
advisor.”
“Don’t all clubs need faculty advisors?” Don questioned.
“The point is,” John said annoyed, “it’s very doubtful to be able
to find a club that caters to our ‘special interests’.”
“Bummer,” Ron said disappointed.
“Hannah, have some coffee.” Amy said, grabbing a thermos and a
cup.
Hannah looked up at her, dying for a cup of coffee, but uncertain
what to do. Amy had practically ordered her to take the cup, but
she took orders from no one but her master. In this mental
turmoil she just sort of moved her eyes toward Ron trying to get
a clue what to do. Ron, however, was talking and didn’t catch her
glimpse.
“Oh for heaven’s sake Ron,” Amy said annoyed, “Will you tell the
poor girl it’s okay to have coffee!”
Ron looked up surprised, he realized he should have been paying
attention to Hannah’s needs, and was about to tell her to take
the coffee when he saw her eyes and realized that if he obeyed
Amy’s direct command, it would make him look weak before his
slave, possibly even make her lose faith in him. Thinking what to
do, he said, “No! Coffee isn’t good for you, Hannah,” then to Amy
he said, “why don’t you give her some of the hot chocolate
instead.” Looking back at Hannah he said, “When she brings it to
you, drink it all up like a good little sl—girl.”
He turned away from them and seeing the look on his brothers
said, “Just a little nutritional advice, that’s all,” and he
started finishing his sausages. They threw him a suspicious look,
but then smiling, also finished their food.
As everyone finished, Lana and Ana, emerged from their tent,
having finally finished their own early meal.
“I hope there’s still some left,” Lana said hopeful, “I’m pretty
starved.”
“Didn’t you just eat?” Amy asked, tossing her a mischievous
glance and then smiling.
As Amy passed the two girls each of plate of food, Ron noticed
Lana giving Hannah a cold stare that kept shifting from pretty
much furious, to nearly heartbroken.
“You have your Pocket PC?” Ron whispered to John. When John
nodded, Ron said, “I need to borrow it for a while, I’ll keep it
safe, I promise.” With much reservation, John passed it to him
without anyone noticing.
Once he had it, Ron said, “Hannah, you know about computers
right?”
“Yes my—” Ron threw her a cold stare and she finished saying,
“brother.”
“I’m thinking of getting one of these myself, but I’d like to
fully understand it first. Do you have time to come with me and
show me how it works?”
“Why doesn’t Ron teach you?” Lana shot out coldly, before Hannah
could answer.
“He’s going to be spending most of today with Debbie, and Don was
spending the day with Katrina, I was hoping to understand this by
the end of the day so I can order it by tomorrow if it’s for me.”
“Want it before school starts…ehhh,” Ana said, between gulps of
coffee.
“Exactly,” Ron said smiling. “So, will you come with me, Hannah?”
As Hannah started to get up Lana said in an almost angry voice,
“Well, why can’t she show you right here!”
“With all this noise and distraction around us,” Ron said,
calmly, yet very defiantly, “I don’t think so, come on Hannah,
we’ll find a nice quiet place to talk.” Before anyone could say
anything else, he walked away, Hannah at his heels, and Lana
looking disgusted after them.
“Oh yeah,” John whispered quietly to Don, “she is definitely his
now.”
*****


As they walked what seemed the full length of the several blocks
of the beach, Hannah studied the different rock formations that
seemed to divide the beach’s shore into huge separate sectors.
From time to time, she would throw Ron an inquisitive look, but
quickly lowered her head apologetically, and simply continued
walking behind him, recognizing, that it wasn’t her business to
ask where they were going. As she started to get a little tired,
she spotted what seemed like the largest formation of rocks she
had seen yet. They seemed to form a small hill, and seemed to be
on the edge of a very, very sloped ridge.
Stopping at the very edge of this slope, Ron pointed at what
seemed like an opening in the large wall formed by the rocks.
“See that opening,” he said pointing. As Hannah nodded, looking
worriedly at the slope full of jagged rocks, Ron continued, “it
leads to a cave deep in this hill of stones. The natives call
this place, ‘Killer Cove’ because of all the people that have
died in the last few decades trying to get down to the caves
opening.” Ron saw the fear in her eyes and smiled, turning away
from the slope and walking instead toward the wall of rocks and
climbing a little until he could get over the top rock, and
seemed to fall straight down behind it. Hannah gasped, since the
specific rock was circled on all sides, you could not see where
Ron had fallen to, she was really starting to get worried an
scared when he said nothing for several minutes, then she heard
him say, “Well, are you going to make me wait for you all day!”
Very much relieved, Hannah quickly climbed up and went over the
rock, landing, to her surprise, on a cliff, one that seemed more
like a mini-plateau on the small mountain of rocks. The area was
basically flat, and easy to stand on, too easy to stand on
actually; Hannah began suspecting that this was not a natural
formation, but actually a man-made development. Hannah noticed a
rather large, flat stone in the center of this area, it seemed
incredibly smooth, she was sure in fact, though she would never
dream of making the suggestion, that a couple could very easily
lay on that stone, in this hidden area, and enjoy some very
comfortable, uninterrupted sex for hours.
She walked over to the stone and was about to sit down when Ron
said angrily, “Have I told you to sit down, slave!”
Almost panicking she stood erect and bowing her head said, “I’m
sorry Master, please forgive my haste.”
Walking over to the stone himself, Hannah was shocked when he
pushed it to the side revealing that it covered a hole in the
cliff floor around the size of a manhole, and, to her even
greater surprise, that there were rungs, equivalent to those of a
ladder, leading down the inside of it.
“Get in,” Ron ordered, “I have to close the entrance after I
follow you. I also have to get the lights.”
Hannah was a bit nervous again, but she had her orders and she
followed them without complain. She went down several steps until
her head was parallel with the inner bottom of the cover stone;
she noticed what appeared to be a handle that could be used to
pull the rock back into position from the inside. “What is this
place,” Hannah thought to herself,” though never uttering a word
out loud. Eventually, Hannah emerged from the circular hole,
still stepping down rungs, she realized, she was now on a long
metallic ladder that was securely attached to the end, or from
this angle the beginning, of the hole and the now visible floor
of what seemed like a very large chamber room, a very well lit
room, she thought, and remembered Ron had mentioned, something
about lights.
Getting to the ground as quickly as possible, she noticed that
the room she was in had several large cots in one end; there was
a large table with several chairs in the center, against another
wall there were some cupboards, a small refrigerator, what looked
like a broom closet and a large covered garbage can. Hannah
walked over for a closer inspection of these and found the
cupboard full paper cups and plates as well as snacks such as:
potato chips, pretzels and cheese curls, turning her attention to
the fridge, Hannah found it stocked mostly with beer, though
there were a few cans of soda. Hannah didn’t bother checking the
thin closet, and instead turned her attention to the table, on
which there was a large glass bowl full of what seemed from a
distance like small metallic squares with circular centers of
varying colors. They stirred Hannah’s interest and she went to
the table and pulled one out for a closer look; “Oh,” she yelped,
as she realized what she was holding.
“Don’t touch those, I never use them if I don’t have to, they
cramp my style! Anyway, I didn’t tell you to touch anything” Ron
screamed, as he finally finished his descent, “in fact,” he
walked over to her and slapping her across the face said, “I
don’t recall telling you to do anything at all except get down
here and wait for me!”
SLAP!
Hannah lowered her head and tried to look insulted and hurt by
this treatment, but you couldn’t mistake the look of joy and
adoration in her eyes.
“That second slap was for whatever you did to tip Lana off.”
SLAP! “I told you last night that I do not want her to know about
us yet. I have a very special plan for the ‘Orgasm Queen’ and I
don’t want her catching on before I am totally ready!” SLAP! “Now
tell me what happened.”
“Master, I’m so sorry,” Hannah said crying, (yet laughing
joyously within), “but she was ordering me to have sex with her,
and she has no right, sir, you’re my master, you alone tell me
what to do. I just couldn’t do it, so I made up and excuse and
stepped out.”
“And as your master, I had told you that you were to behave the
same with Lana as you always have,” SLAP! “Before yesterday,
would you have refused an order, even a mild request, like that
from her?”
Hannah broke down, suddenly crying in true pain, as she realized,
that she had indeed disobeyed her master’s direct command to her.
“Master, I’m sorry, please don’t reject me, please, don’t stop
being my Master. Give me another chance, please; I swear I will
never disobey another order from you again!”
Ron looked her over and realizing she was in true pain,
(emotionally, not physically as his slaps were only meant to
sting momentarily), he said, “Any other slave, I would instantly
have discarded like dry manure at the first sign of disobedience,
however, since you are my sister, I’m willing to give you one
more chance, just one more chance, to prove yourself worthy.”
“Oh, thank you Master, thank you, I won’t let you down, I
promise.”
Ron gave Hannah another look over. He started to think that his
long term goal for her (to eventually cure her completely of her
submissive nature so that absolutely no one would ever truly
abuse her) was not going to be easy. He had four years, at which
time they had to possibly separate to different colleges, to work
with. For now, he would be the dominating, abusive monster of a
master she craved misusing her, while slowly imparting in her a
will to do things without need of seeking approval.
“If I’m going to be your master, we better talk about some rules
I EXPECT YOU TO FOLLOW! Understand?”
“Yes Master.”
“Sit down.” As she sat, he stood menacingly in front of her and
she shivered, in excitement, not in fear.”
“First of all, it goes without saying, that you are my TOY, my
BITCH, my total PLAYTHING, to be enjoyed whenever I feel like it!
However, I want you to understand, that you are also the FAMILY
PET! The Dog or I should say bitch, since you are a girl, that
everyone in the family gets to pet and play with at will, even
though it has one definite master.” Ron started petting Hannah
behind one of her ears, much as you would a dog, “Are you
understanding what I am saying Hannah?”
Hannah gave a small nod and Ron continued, “You’re never to turn
down a request from anyone in this family, including Amy and
Pietro again, if they ask for a little relief.”
“Now, I know you still have whatever is going on with you and
your sisters, and that you are not suppose to have contact with
my brothers for now, so I will tell them to be sure not to engage
you in any such activities in front of anyone else, for now. Are
you with me so far, Bitch?”
“Yes Master.”
“Good, now, they can however ask you in private to share a little
time with them, you are not to turn them down. And to whatever
you girls are up to, I’m ordering you to do what you can to get
Lana and Ana to finish it fast, okay!”
As Hannah gave another nod, he said quickly, “Just remember not
to make them suspicious, of maybe I should say, to further
confirm their suspicions.” He threw her a nasty look and she
bowed her head. “Now, as for outside the family; you are to have
intimate contact with NO ONE unless specifically approved by me,
am I clear?”
“Yes Master.”
“Next point and I can’t stress this point strong enough, I DO NOT
WANT TO HAVE MY TIME WASTED HAVING TO GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO DO
THINGS YOU KNOW YOU CAN OR SHOULD DO, Understand!”
Poor Hannah looked puzzled, was he ordering her to think for
herself? Unsure, she shook her head slightly and then quickly
bowed her head frightfully; afraid he would see her lack of
understanding as a reason to discard her.
“Let me tell you a story about one of my x slaves. This slave, a
submissive bitch that I truly appreciated and who knew completely
I was boss, would not do anything unless I was around to give her
the okay. I went away on a two week vacation once, you know what
I found?” Hannah was looking fearful and she shook her head. “I
found that this bitch of mine had not eaten anything, drunk
anything, completed any of her school assignments or even gone to
the bathroom in the two weeks I was away; when I got back I found
her mal-nutritional, sick, suspended from school and disgustingly
dirty; I discarded her right then and there. I don’t want a
STUPID slave that will let herself nearly die if I’m not there.”
Ron then gave Hannah a concerned look, “Hannah,” he said, “you’ve
got a good head; I wouldn’t even consider you as a slave if you
didn’t. SO USE IT! If you are hungry, I want you to eat, If you
are thirsty, drink something, if you have to go to the bathroom,
go. I do not want you waiting for me, or anyone, to give you
permission to do these things, UNDERSTOOD? I’m ordering you to do
it now, so you don’t have to ask me later, Am I being clear?”
“Yes Master, sir.”
“Good, my final point at this time deals with school. I know it
doesn’t start for 3 weeks, but I want you to understand this now,
you are to follow your teachers orders regarding classes at all
times, you don’t have to wait for me to approve anything they
say. I want you to not only obey all your teachers, I want you to
be the teacher’s pet at all times.”
Hannah threw him a scared look.
SLAP! “Not that kind of pet, you idiot! You’re only our families
pet in that sense of the word. However, in school I want you to
be every teacher’s favorite student. In 4 years, I want to hear
you giving the valedictorian speech at our graduation is that
understood?
“Yes master.”
“Good, follow those orders and we should have a very long and
enjoyable Master/slave relationship. Why don’t we drink to that,”
he said with a smile going over to the refrigerator and getting a
bottle of beer, and two paper cups from the cupboard, he brought
them over to the table and filling one of the cups he put it in
front of himself, he then grabbed the second cup and pulling out
his cock, took a leak in it and set it before Hannah.
“This is the final test, pass, and by next week you’ll be wearing
a very nice dog collar and a license engraved ‘HANNAH Property of
Ronald Anderson’; fail, and we can forget everything right now,
you can go back to having Lana as a mediocre master and wishing
she were half the Master you know I am.”
Hannah was looking terrified at just the thought of this; she
grabbed the cup in front of her as Ron grabbed his cup of beer.
“A toast,” Ron said, “to a match made in heaven. If you can drink
everything in one gulp, without spilling a drop, it is truly
meant to be. If, on the other hand, we can’t drink it all,” he
shot Hannah his most wicked looked yet, “Well, you know, cheers,”
he said holding up the cup and smiling.
Hannah held the cup to her mouth determined not to spill a single
drop, desperate to prove herself worthy of her master. She
started to gulp her drink and tried furiously to block out both
the strong smell and extremely bitter taste (these, by the way,
only served to more strongly stimulate Hannah’s desire of not
losing Ron as her master) “even in his waste, he’s more powerful
than others” she thought.
Hannah had almost gotten it all down when it’s taste proved to
strong, and she started to cough, spitting out the minimal amount
left in her mouth; as she saw the drops that had fallen on the
table she broke down, falling to the very floor, in true agony,
crying bitterly. Ron, who had not touched his drink walked around
the table to stand right in front of Hannah. She looked up at
him, and through her tears saw him turning his cup, he turned it
and spilt its entire contents, right over her head!
He then walked away in direction of the small closet by the
refrigerator. Poor, poor Hannah could only sob away, giving
silent screams as tears rushed down her face to join the beer now
flowing over her. She was sure Ron’s actions were a declaration
that all deals were off. She hadn’t held up her part of the
bargain, she wasn’t a worthy slave, no master would ever want her
again, not that she would ever have found another like Ron.
As she continued to cry, slumped there on the floor, she sensed,
more than saw, Ron standing over her. She gave a fleeting glance
upward and saw him placing something on the table, but, since her
head was almost under the table now, she couldn’t tell what it
was.
“Look at me SLAVE!” Ron said. At the word ‘slave’, Hannah stopped
sobbing and quickly looked up, her eyes full of hope. “Oh yes,”
Ron said grinning, “you are still my slave. As you see, I wasn’t
able to finish my drink; I hate alcohol, I hate drugs and I hate
cigarettes; as my slave, it will do you good to remember that in
the future. Anyway, the point is, since neither of us could
finish our drinks, we are still a match made in heaven; we’re
just a match that needs a little breaking in. As you noticed, I
have officially baptized you as my slave for life. Nothing will
change that now, no one will take you away from me and nothing
will keep us apart; nothing—” he added harshly, “save any sign of
disobedience from you. Is that understood?”
“Oh yes master!!!” Hannah screamed, joyously, more joyous in
fact, than she had ever been in her life.
“Now,” Ron said, with the most evil smile, “about that ‘breaking
in’,” he bent to her and removed both her bikini top and her
bottom (neither of which covered much anyway) he then pulled her
violently to her feet and before she could react, was picking
some clamps up off the table and tightly attaching them to her
boobs and her nipples, the pain that shot through her body was
both extremely hurtful and extremely satisfying. Hannah had
barely gotten use to this sensation when she felt Ron shoving
something up her pussy. She cast an eye down and thought, “Oh,
no, not that.” Though, as usual she said nothing out loud, she
watched as Ron pushed one of the monster vibrators he had found
in the small closet, one with bumps, deep into her, it opened her
so wide she was sure she was splitting in half, she had never
felt so full, an amazing thought considering that her sisters and
her had been using rather large toys for years. This was truly,
‘breaking in’, Ron next grabbed a bottle he had placed on table
and, dragging Hannah across the room, bent her over one of the
cots, her ass high in the air, he had yet to turn the vibrator
(now deep in her pussy) on. Hannah started to feel something
being rubbed around her anal area, “What is that?” she thought as
she felt the liquid like cream being spread around her rosebud,
and soon, inside it as well, as Ron used first one, then two
fingers to truly open up her ass hole and with the other poured a
generous portion of the liquid inside, Hannah began feeling an
incredible warm, tingly feeling that she recognized well, “KY!”
she thought, “he’s using KY.”
But she had hardly had time to register this before Ron had
removed his fingers, and something mush larger was pushing in.
“His cock,” Hannah thought, her heart beating faster than ever,
“His big, beautiful, wonderful cock, he’s going to fuck me in the
ass!”
“Open up whore!” Ron screamed, “Say hello to your master.” As he
continued applying pressure to her rosebud, it resisted
penetration a little, and, reaching under her, toward the
vibrator in her leaking cunt, switched it onto the highest of its
10 levels in one turn. Hannah came so powerfully, that she nearly
lost total consciousness, from that moment it was as though she
were watching the events from outside her body rather than
participating, she was floating on a cloud somewhere looking down
at the scene. Needless to say, her ass had totally relaxed:
enough for Ron to, in one push, get not only the head, but his
entire cock into her butt. He grabbed a thin spanking rod and
began to alternate between violently fucking her ass, and a
spanking, first one, then the other ass cheek. For around every
five pumps of his dick in her ass, he gave her one powerful
SPANK, on each cheek
Hannah alternated between screaming, moaning, and groaning, but
if any actual words escaped her mouth during the series of
non-stop orgasms, they were words of gratitude and encouragement.
Suddenly, Ron felt his balls near bursting, and thinking it might
look suspicious to have Hannah’s ass leaking cum on the way back,
grabbed her violently by her long blond hair and pulled her back
as he disengaged his cock, he pulled her all the way back until
she was lying on her back on the floor, he quickly straddled her
head and sticking his cock all the way down her throat, allowed
himself to explode.
How Hannah did not choke as the unending amount of cum flowed
straight down her throat is a mystery, she was able to get every
drop this time without as much as flinching. When he stopped
cumming, Ron smiled and removing the vibrator in her cunt,
observed her butt and pussy (both still very much open) said,
“now that’s what I call breaking in.”
He removed the clamps from Hannah’s tits, and helping her off the
floor, and onto the cot, leaned over and began to gently suck on
first one, then the other until they regained a bit of normal
feeling. Climbing into the cot with Hannah, he pulled her on top
of him so they were face to face, he started passionately kissing
her, and, tired as she was, she returned his kisses with as much
passion.
“I love you master,” she said between kisses, “I love you like
I’ve never loved anyone before, and will never love anyone
again.”
He put her head on his chest and allowed her to drift off to
sleep. He was feeling fantastic, and he was also suddenly very
worried. Hannah’s words about never loving anyone else bothered
him. “This plan of mine to help her may not work so well,” he
thought. And the problem was that what most worried him was that
he knew there was a strong part of him that also never wanted her
to love anyone else. She was his and he—LOVED—her. “Ronald
Anderson,” he thought to himself, “are you truly falling in love
with your sister?” With that thought, he closed his eyes and also
fell asleep.

Chapter Seventeen – The Swinging Sea Couple

Laura awoke after her second full night of sex with her new
husband much happier than the day before. Between the long
periods of mind-blowing sex, they had managed to get in equally
long periods of honest and totally uncensored discussions about
their families. They both now knew the other’s family as well as
they knew their own, and they were both very proud of their lives
and their kids.
Looking over, Laura saw that Stan was awake and seemed somewhat
pensive, “What’s wrong,” she asked concerned.
“Oh, it’s nothing; it’s just that I miss the kids.” Stan
admitted.
“Yeah,” Laura said, “I know what you mean, and it has only been
two days. How are we supposed to get through two weeks without
them?”
“Remind me never to try an isolation trip like this again,” Stan
said, “It’s not that I am not loving every second that I’m alone
with you,” he added quickly, “just, that without the kids, it
feels like something is missing.”
“I wish there was some way we could at least let them know how
well everything has worked out. Let them know that if they’ve had
any reservations about fully ‘getting together’, they shouldn’t.”
“I almost feel like cutting our trip short,” Stan said, “but I
know my boys would never forgive me if I showed up early. They
were looking forward to these ‘two week vacation from parents’ as
they called it.”
“Yeah,” Laura sighed, “the girls were too. They might never talk
to me again if I showed up after just two or three days at sea.”
“So what can we do?” Stan said.
“Well for one thing,” Laura said slyly, “we can enjoy the rest of
our honeymoon.”
“Now that’s a plan,” Stan said agreeing, “though I think for now
I’ll try getting a little more sleep, I really didn’t get mush
last night; thinking about everything you know.”
“Well for some reason I feel fully rested,” Laura said, “and a
bit hungry. I think I’ll see if Josie has cooked anything.” As
she got off the bed, a few gobs of cum dripped from both her ass
and her pussy. “After I take a shower, that is.” She said this
smiling as she suddenly remembered the number of times she had
been filled during the night. Stan seemed to have an unending
supply of her favorite snack. Her hand unconsciously dropped to
her pussy as she thought this, and scooping up some of the cum
oozing out, brought it to her mouth and swallowed. She walked to
the cabin door and, stepping out, headed toward the bathroom,
past Henry and Josie’s room.
Reaching the front of Josie’s door, she was shocked when it
suddenly shot open and an arm grabbed her, pulling her inside.
“So, you have to tell me,” Josie said, “pulling her over to the
bed and laying her down, “were you able to talk everything out?”
Josie actually knew the answer already, having, once more,
watched the pair in action all night.
Getting over the shock of being pulled into a virtual strangers
cabin and bed, Laura said, “Actually, yes, we were able to work
everything out, and I owe you a big thanks, I don’t know how to
repay you.”
“Well, for starters,” Josie said, “why don’t you let me help you
get cleaned up.” And before Laura could ask what she meant, she
felt Josie dive down between her legs and start sucking and
eating out all of Stan’s cum. Laura was, at first, too shocked,
and after several minutes of Josie’s talented tongue working in
her cunt and teasing her clit, too sexually aroused, too move. As
Laura was quickly driven to orgasm, Stan’s cum, flowing into
Josie’s mouth was quickly accompanied by her own. When Josie had
completely cleaned Laura’s pussy, she dropped her tongue’s
attention to Laura’s other hole and began cleaning her ass out
too. Soon, Laura was completely wiped, both clean and of all
energy, due to a second powerful orgasm. “There,” Josie said,
“all nice and clean. Anything else I could do for you?”
“Well,” Laura said smiling, trying to catch her breath, “I was
going to see if you had something to eat.”
“Oh,” Josie said excited, “don’t say another word,” and climbing
on top of Laura, straddled her face and rubbed her pussy against
Laura’s mouth until she felt Laura greedily and happily sucking
up all she had to offer. “That’s right,” Josie said, ‘eat up, eat
all you want, we are here to serve you!”
After completely eating up two orgasms worth of cunt juice, Laura
squeezed from under Josie, standing up and looking at her with
her juice covered face, “Well, that’s not exactly what I had in
mind,” Laura said, “but it was definitely a great appetizer. Now,
I’d better go take that bath.” As she said this she stepped to
the door and before going out turned to say, “thanks again, for
everything, and I’ll be wanting a little more of your special
services throughout the trip. It will help me until I can get
back to my girls; I’ve been missing them so much.”
“You’re always welcome, we are here to make you happy, I’ll go to
the galley now and get something ready while you finish.” Josie
promised.
*****
As Laura walked out of the bathroom (having finished a long warm
bath) she walked in the direction of the stairs and passing her
cabin was surprised when it opened and Stan stepped out.
“I thought you were going to sleep a while longer?” Laura said
questionably.
“I tried, but I couldn’t get back to sleep. I decided to go up
and try some of Josie’s banana pancakes. She mentioned yesterday
that’s what she’d be making this morning.”
“Shouldn’t you take a bath first?”
“Actually, I already have, I have been up a lot longer than you.”
“Oh,” Laura said, surprised to hear that she was so knocked out
that she hadn’t even noticed her husband get out of bed, go out
to take a bath and finally return to bed after having finished,
“well, come on then, let’s go.”
As they walked into the galley, they were met by the sight of
Josie leaning against a wall, her legs stretched wide and Henry’s
cock pumping in and out of her from behind. Since their backs
were to the door, they didn’t notice the new arrivals to the
galley until they heard some chairs moving. Josie looked around
and spotting the Andersons said, “Oh, you’re here already,” she
disengaged Henry’s cock leaving him with a sour look as she said,
“I’ll get your breakfast.”
“Hey,” Henry said, “you just can’t leave me like this.”
“Maybe you should finish what you were doing?” Laura said
grinning, giving Henry’s erect cock (just dying for somewhere to
go) a lustful look.”
“I really have to get the sausages off the fire, if they haven’t
burned already. I don’t suppose you could finish that for me,”
Josie said, “throwing Henry’s cock a quick glance, “if Stan
doesn’t mind of course.”
“I don’t mind,” Stan said, “as long as I get to try that almost
bald pussy of yours, it looks awesome.”
“It tastes awesome too.” Laura said, drawing a shocked look from
Stan, one that quickly turned to a smile.
“Well,” Stan said as Josie walked over to work at the stove,
“aren’t you going to go help that poor fellow?”
Laura, throwing him back a mischievous glare walked over to the
spot on the wall just abandoned by Josie and assumed Josie’s
previous position. Henry quickly buried his cock in her and
started to resume his pumping. Stan decided to walk over and get
a closer look at his wife being fucked silly by a stranger. He
found that it in no way made him jealous, if anything, he was
getting very excited. He bent down to watch Henry’s cock going in
and out of Laura’s pussy from just an inch away. As he saw Laura
starting to get really hot and bothered, he stretched hi hand
toward her groin area and, finding her clit, pinched it tightly
making Laura scream and sending her into an orgasmic bliss.
Stan then noticed Henry about to explode and pulling him out of
his wife sucked Henry’s cock into his mouth just as Henry
exploded. Stan swallowed all of Henry’s cum and when there was no
more, he licked every inch of Henry’s cock clean with his tongue.
Standing and seeing Henry’s surprised, but happy, face Stan said,
“sorry about that, but I just have one rule about fucking my
wife, no cumming in her cunt. I don’t want to have to wonder if
any baby conceived on our honeymoon is mine.”
“Sounds fair to me,” Henry said smiling, as Josie placed a plate
of sausages on the table nest to the stack of pancakes already
there.
*****


After Laura came down from her sexual high enough to get some
breakfast, they all sat around the table eating and talking when
Josie asked Henry, “Henry, did you talk to Richard this morning?
I talked to Beatrice earlier and she said he was dying to talk to
you.”
“I talked to him just before coming in here. He said everything
is fine, but he needed some last minute decisions on how to
handle a job we’ve been given at the office.”
“Wait a second,” Laura said, suddenly jumping into the
conversation, “you two are in communication with people back
home? How? I thought we were completely isolated, I know for a
fact there are no cell phone towers here in the middle of the
Caribbean.”
“Oh,” Josie said, looking guiltily, “I’m sorry, I know you want
to believe we are completely isolated, I shouldn’t have—”
“No,” Laura said, cutting in, “please, I want to know, seriously,
is there a phone on board?”
“Well, no, no phone, but you have to remember that in today’s
world, there simply is no such thing as complete isolation, the
best we can do is virtual isolation. I know you and Stan have
been pretty busy in your cabin, and probably haven’t bothered to
notice the large TV hanging on the wall. It does work you know,
you may not have noticed this either, but there is a satellite
dish on top of the control room. I know you saw the computer by
the sun yesterday, it’s for everyone’s use you know.”
“The computer,” Stan said, suddenly interested in the
conversation, “are you saying that the computer is—”
“Online,” Henry finished, “via the same satellite connection that
controls the TV’s. We would have mentioned it, but you didn’t
seem to want to know about other people during your honeymoon;
why the sudden interest?”
“Well,” Laura said, “Stan and I were just talking this morning
and we agreed that what we really want is to contact our kids.
Let them know that everything is fine, better than fine,
actually, and also find out how they are getting along.”
“Well, whenever you want, the computer is at your disposal.”
Henry said, “You can send them an email, you can even arrange a
net-conference if you would rather talk to them, rather than
simply write.”
“No, that’s okay,” Stan said, “email will be fine for now.
“Turning to Laura he added, “We can send it to John’s address;
that new Pocket PC of his is always with him and will alert him
instantly.”
“We’ll have to think carefully how best to say things,” Laura
said, “Hannah once told me, you can’t be too careful what you put
on paper or digital, whatever that means.”
“That’s so true,” Josie said, “you never know who can be reading
a copy.” She got up suddenly and returning to the wall she was
leaning on before said, “but first, Stan, since Henry is still a
bit down from his encounter with Laura, do you think you can help
me out a bit; he left me with an uncontrollable itch that needs
to be scratched now.” As she said this, she opened her legs wide
again, showing the full interior of her pussy.
Stan shot Laura a questioning glance and on receiving a nod,
walked over, behind Josie, and buried his cock (which had been
hard since he watched Henry fuck his wife) deep into Josie’s
pussy, receiving a joyous moan from her, and applause from Laura
and Henry.

Chapter Eighteen – Ana’s Crisis of Identity

Ron thought he heard someone talk and he slowly opened his eyes;
he noticed at once that Hannah was still sleeping soundly on top
of him. She looked so peaceful that he felt bad about having to
wake her, but they should probably be going anyway, who knows how
long they had been out. He sure didn’t know how much time they
had spent there, but he was sure it was at least noon. Leaning
up, he began kissing Hannah, at the same time dropping his arm
(which had been wrapped around her body as they slept) to his
suddenly very erect cock, and properly positioning it at her
cunt’s entrance, pushed slowly in.
Hannah moaned softly in her sleep as she felt her pussy being
pumped, over and over again, but as she began to realize that the
new sensations she was feeling were not part of the erotic dream
she’d been having, she slowly opened her eyes as well.
Smiling at her master, she began to kiss him back as she lay on
top of him, greatly enjoying his cock in her pussy. Then
suddenly, they both froze as they heard a voice, “You’ve Got
Mail!” it said.
Ron realized that this was what had awakened him. He tried to
return to the same rhythm of pumping he had been using with
Hannah, but on again hearing the Pocket PC he stopped completely
and helping Hannah off him, went to where his shorts were lying
on the floor and picked them up. From the pocket he pulled out
the mini-PC and checking the screen saw the message, “Inbox 1 new
message high priority!”
As the PC once more voiced its message, Ron walked over to Hannah
with a look that said, “why can’t we shut this thing up?”
Understanding what he wanted, Hannah looked at the PC and said,
“The email as listed as high priority, that means ‘very
important’ that’s why it keeps repeating, it needs us to
acknowledge we got the message.” Hannah looked at the two choices
under the priority message on the screen, ‘download message’ and
‘download heading’. Touching the words, ‘download heading’ the
alert screen was replaced by the inbox screen with the heading of
one unopened message; “For The Entire Family – ALL’S WELL”.
Hannah passed it to Ron, who, noticing the sender’s address said,
opened his eyes wide and said, “Hey, it’s from Mom and Dad!”
“What?” Hannah said a little nervous about receiving a high
priority mail from their parents when they were suppose to be in
isolation, “do you think they’re all right?”
“Well they make a point to emphasize, ‘ALL’S WELL’,” Ron said.
Wondering why he wasn’t opening it, Hannah threw him a
questioning look, and quickly bowed her head. Understanding what
she wanted to know, Ron said, “It’s John’s mail.”
She lifted her head slightly and said, “It says, ‘for the entire
family’, that includes you,” then quickly lowering her head again
added, “master, sir.”
“No, not now, it might be for all of us, but it was sent to
John’s address, probably because they new this thing would alert
him quickly, John should be the one to open it. Come on, we
better get out of here. Make sure everything is exactly how we
found it.”
As they took a few minutes to return everything to its original
state (discarding the open beer bottle and used cups in the
garbage can) they walked back to the ladder and prepared to climb
up the way they had come. Hannah gave the mysterious room one
last look, her eyes stopping curiously on a locked door on the
opposite wall.
Ron noticed her stare and said, “It leads to another tunnel that
goes up and comes out in a back wall inside that cave we were
looking at. There only two way in here, through that cave in
‘Killer Cove’ and through the secret entrance we used.”
Hannah was curious to here more about what this place actually
was, and how Ron had come to know about it, but he said no more
and simply started climbing the ladder to the plateau exit.
As he reached the top, Ron felt around for the handle that could
be used to push aside the entrance stone, and once open, climbed
out, remembering at the last minute to click a switch at the very
top that controlled the lights below.
Once outside, he and Hannah returned the entrance stone to its
original state and prepared to climb back over the rocks to the
path that returned them to the main part of the beach.
Ron helped Hannah climb down the rock and as they both turned
onto the path heard a voice say, “So there you are, what did she
do, give you a lesson on how to build your own Pocket PC. So
what’s the decision, are you going to buy one.”
Ron and Hannah looked and saw John and Debbie walking toward
them, “What, come to get this,” Ron said, “passing him the PC.
Actually, according to Hannah this is already out dated, but it
is good to have, especially in cases of priority mail, so I am
ordering the advance model, yesterday.”
“Actually,” John said taking his PC, “I’m here because Debbie
wants to show me one of the local sites, a bomb shelter built
before World War II. But why do I get the feeling you already
know all about it?”
“Yeah,” Ron said, “we were just there.” Debbie looked curiously
at Ron and Hannah and he said, “Great place for a quite computer
lesson. Jason told me all about it last night,” Ron explained.
“He said your grandfather was one of the original builders of
it.”
“My great-grandfather actually,” Debbie corrected, “My
grandfather was just the first to give it the unique use it has
been given by certain students since then.”
“I was telling Jason that it seems ironic that a war would make
people forget about a place built to survive bomb attacks during
a war,” Ron said.
“Yes, well, from what Grandpa once told us, the majority or maybe
all of those who worked it, my great-granddad included, were
killed during the war, something about a sneak attack on the
infantry division they were all assigned to. The bomb shelter
wasn’t complete yet, and therefore hadn’t been officially
unveiled before the attack on Pearl Harbor. My great-granddad had
mailed his son (Grandpa) the secret of how to get into it in an
emergency though. It’s been a bit of a family secret since then.
Did you take the oath of secrecy when Jason told you about it?”
“Yeah,” suddenly remembering something and turning to John he
said, “listen, speaking of mail, there’s one from Mom and Dad, I
haven’t opened it, but it’s for the whole family.”
John quickly checked his Pocket PC and just as quickly turned it
off and put it away.
“Aren’t you going to open it?” Ron asked bewildered at the little
importance John seemed to have given it.
“Not yet, they make a point to put down that they are Okay, and
since it’s for the entire family, I think I’ll open it when all
of us are together. Right now, Don is with Katrina in the small
tent, they made a point that they wanted no interruptions.
Ron threw a surprised look at Debbie and said, “And that’s okay
with you?”
“Don just wants her to talk about everything there is to know
about the local High School. She’s a big girl; she knows how to
be safe.” Seeing Ron’s eyes open she added, “safe about what to
talk about I mean.” She said this in an, “as if we are dumb
enough to believe that” tone.
“Lana, by the way,” John continued, “is locked in the big tent
being taught everything there is to learn about the rest of the
town by Jason.”
“Jason,” Ron said disapprovingly, “he’s only 13.”
“Actually, he’s 14 today, for a whole 24 hours he and Katrina are
the same age. Then, starting tomorrow, Katrina and I will be the
same age for a whole month.”
“So you’re saying today is Jason’s birthday and tomorrow is
Katrina’s” Hannah said, speaking for the first time.”
“Yes, Lana mentioned something about a special birthday present
for Jason if he helped her enough. Don promised something similar
to Katrina.”
“You’re parents didn’t waste much time between deliveries and
conceptions did they?” Ron said.
“No, they always tell how they planned on having one boy and one
girl, and after that cutting the production line for good.
Katrina hates it when they tell the story, makes her feel
unwanted, like her birth was some accident our parents never
planned on. That’s why she’s always been the rebel in our
family.”
“The rebel,” Ron said interested, “how much of a rebel, exactly?”
“Well, you came up from the bomb shelter, didn’t you?” Debbie
asked, “Katrina is the one that keeps it currently stocked with
all the goodies you saw.”
“Really,” Ron said, his eyes shining, “I take it you aren’t
talking about the beer and pretzels. Maybe I’ll talk to your
sister a while myself, when Don is finished, I mean, I am going
to the same High School he is.”
Hannah threw Ron a harsh look, then, catching herself, bowed her
head respectfully.
“Anyway,” John said, “the point is, if we are going to open the
letter together, this is definitely not the moment. At home,
tonight, will be better.”
“What about the party?” Ron asked.
“None of the others are staying another night; it was a pretty
long night and day, for that matter, for most of us.”
“Yeah,” Ron agreed, “I actually can’t wait to get home.”
“Well, see you there tonight then,” John said, turning with
Debbie toward the rock that hid the bomb shelter entrance and
helping her over.
*****


Ana was heating another sausage when she saw Ron approaching with
Hannah.
“Where have you two been?” She snapped, tired of no one to talk
to and nothing to do except listen to the moans that occasionally
escaped from either the small or big tent beside her. Even Amy
and Pietro had disappeared together, and she was left as guardian
of the camp.
“We were busy,” Ron said, “and now we’re going to go eat
something, come on Hannah, I saw a nice restaurant just outside
the beach.”
“You can’t go to a restaurant dressed like that!” Ana screamed
loudly.
“Then we’ll go home first and change,” Ron said. “That we can
watch a movie too, what do you think—SISTER—do you mind spending
more time with me?”
He put his arm around Hannah’s shoulder and she snuggled up to
his side and put her head on his shoulder as they walked, not
saying a single word. Ana was furious, especially since she saw
this as an out right betrayal of the pact the girls had made to
have no contact with the boys until they were ready. She felt
like going into the big tent and complaining to Lana, but hearing
Lana give a very content moan from inside, decided this was not
the time to bother her.
She was, however, too upset to stay there any longer, all her
brothers and sisters had someone to snuggle up with at the moment
and she was stuck barbecuing sausages. She shut off the barbecue
and just started to walk across the beach, not really paying
attention to where she was going. She just walked, and walked and
walked, feeling more and more alone and betrayed, even though
there were people all around her.
As she finally started to tire a bit, she took a look around.
“Where am I?” she wondered. She had been walking for who knows
how long, and for who knows how far, and she had been crying so
much. “Why was I crying?” she demanded of herself. She was alone,
she realized, that’s what’s wrong! No mom, no Lana, no Hannah, no
Pietro; she had never been alone in her life, yet here she was,
four new family members in her life, five if you count Amy, and
yet she was alone!
Studying the area she had ended up in, she realized suddenly,
that she was surrounded by a giant wall, it covered three sides
of her, and even the side that led to the beach had a giant wall
that made it almost impossible to see anyone swimming in this
section from anyone swimming in sections beyond the wall. How had
she ended up here? She turned around and studied the path she had
come from and noticed a whole, rather like and entrance, in the
wall, there was a table by it, and what looked like a guard, but
he seemed to be arguing with someone at the moment, Ana figured
she was in the private beach Ron had mentioned the night before,
and that she in fact, should not be here. Studying this area of
beach, she found it quite deserted compared to where she had
been. Something was missing her, what was it? Children, for one
thing, there didn’t appear to be anyone under the age of 18
around, making Ana more strongly suspect she shouldn’t be here;
but something else was missing, CLOTHES! Everyone around her was
nude! Ana took a few minutes to study all the cocks, breasts,
cunts and asses around her, and she was quickly getting very wet.
Ana noticed one or two people throwing her curious looks, staring
at her; why were they staring at her, it couldn’t be because of
her age, Ana and her sisters had always looked older than they
were. “Oh,” she thought suddenly, and slipping out of her bikini
top and bottom, carried them the rest of the way.
She started to walk quickly, wanting to see if there was a more
deserted spot farther into this area. As she continued to, almost
run, forward, she kept turning her head to study every cunt she
passed; there were just as many cocks, but for some reason it was
only the cunts that really caught her eye. Then suddenly, and
quite unexpectedly, BAM!
*****


“Owww,” Ana said as she tried to move. “Where was she now?” she
wondered. “What had happened?” All she remembered was she was
having the most magnificent dream in which a black haired
‘goddess’ was driving her to orgasm after orgasm with her
talented tongue in her pussy.
“Oh, finally,” she heard someone say, “I thought you’d never wake
up.”
As Ana bought her eyes into focus on who was speaking, she saw
the beautiful hazel-eyed brunette from her dreams and said, ‘My
goddess’ before shaking her head and saying, “oh, no, I’m dead.”
“Don’t be silly,” said the young lady smiling, “I’m the one who
almost died when you crashed into my surf board and me. You
nearly gave me a heart attack, and I’ve got a pretty strong
heart.”
“Where am I?” Ana said, suddenly sitting up. “What happened
exactly?”
“Well, you seemed to be in a pretty big hurry, and I shouldn’t
try to put the blame on you, cause I was in just as much of a
hurry to get out and make the surf. I was blocking my view with
my surf board, most people usually run toward the water when the
surf comes up, not from it. Anyway, our paths sort of crossed or
collided I should say, somewhat strongly. I was pretty worried
about you; you couldn’t even tell me which of the colleges you
attend. All you could tell me was—”
“That I was fine and just needed to lie down and rest a while.”
Ana said, remembering a conversation she thought had occurred
only in her dream. She suddenly wondered what else she was not
dreaming.
“Good, you’re starting to remember.”
“Yes, you told me your tent was nearby and I could lay in it
until my strength returned.”
“And here you are!” The young woman finished, once more smiling
strongly at Ana. Ana saw the woman eyeing ever part of her naked
body strongly with a strange look, a look Ana knew very well, and
which she herself probably had at the moment as she too studied
the young lady, it was the look of desire.
She sure was beautiful, Ana thought as she said, “I thought you
were an angel,” Ana said, “that’s why I thought I was dead, I was
sure only in heaven could I be in front of someone like you.”
The young woman smiled and said, “What makes you say something
like that?”
“Well,” Ana said, “your so beautiful, your hair, your eyes, your
skin, everything” (Ana purposely neglected mentioning the young
lady’s perfect tits, beautifully shaped ass and nicely trimmed
pussy with just a bit of black hair above the split).
“Why thank you, but don’t sell yourself short, you’re pretty
beautiful yourself. What’s your name, and what college do you go
to? You look so young, you must be a freshman right? If I didn’t
know people under the age of 18 weren’t allowed on this part of
the beach, I might even have mistaken you for a high school
student.”
“Oh dear,” Ana thought, “I can’t tell her I am only starting High
School in 3 weeks, not only will I get in trouble for being on
this part of the beach, she might not want to talk with me
anymore. She must be at least a sophomore at her college. Out
loud she said, “yes, everyone says I don’t look my age,” well
it’s true, she thought to herself, since most people say her and
sisters looked at least like high school juniors, “but you are
right, I am a freshman,” no need to mention where I will be a
freshman at.
“A lot of people say I look younger than I am,” the young woman
said. Smiling she added, “I visited a high school football game
last year, and one of the players tried to get me to go on a date
with him.”
“What’s your name?” Ana asked with a look of adoration in her
eyes.
“Why don’t you just call me Patty, all my friends call me Patty.
Yeah, that’s it, for today I am just Patty, another young person
trying to drown her sorrows at the beach.”
“Sorrows,” Ana said, opening her eyes and looking sadly at Patty,
“is something wrong?”
“Not really,” Patty said, sitting next to Ana on the floor or the
tent. As she sat opposite Ana, she crossed her legs Indian style
and her pussy opened up, treating Ana to a complete look of the
moist, lovely wet pink interior. “Just feeling a little lonely at
the moment, I just had another bad break-up; it’s not really new,
I haven’t found a perfect mate since my last year of High
School.”
“He must have been a fool!” Ana said strongly. “Anyone that would
let you go is either mad or a fool.”
“Why thanks again, you know, you still haven’t told me your name
and where you were going in such a hurry.”
“You can call me ‘Sugar’ all my friends call me that, it’s
because they say I’m the sweetest of my sisters.” Ana didn’t
mention she was talking about her taste.
Patty, however, said “and so sweet you are,” and her eyes dropped
to some juices pooling from Ana’s cunt, without thinking she
licked her lips as she saw them.
Ana didn’t fail to notice this, but went on talking saying, “As
to where I was going, I really wasn’t going anywhere,” Ana
confessed, “I was just trying to run away.”
“Run away,” Patty said concerned, “run away from what, their not
mistreating you at home are they.”
“It wasn’t a who really, it was more like a what, I was trying to
run away from something I was feeling at the moment; it was
loneliness,” Ana sobbed, “I felt so alone it was driving me
crazy, I’ve never been alone in my life. I have a mother I love
and had never been separated from, sisters I’ve never been apart
from, and now I even have a father for the first time in my life,
and brothers I think I’ll really learn to love, but, somehow, I
suddenly found myself alone and I couldn’t take it.” Ana was
really crying now. “I just missed everyone I loved so much.” She
broke down in tears again and Patty leaned over to her.
“There, there, you’re not alone now, Sugar, and neither am I. I
very much doubt that us running into each other (literally) could
have been an accident, we were meant to find each other.”
Patty hugged Ana, and Ana leaned over and kissed her on the
cheek. Catching a taste of something on Patty’s face, she then
grabbed hold of Patty and kissed her on the lips, taking her by
surprise, as Patty’s mouth dropped open in shock, Ana forced her
tongue inside and forced it dance with Patty’s for several
minutes. Patty tried to break free, but was finding the feelings
running through her body hard to fight.
Finally Ana broke off the kiss and asked, “Did she look like me?”
“What,” Patty said surprised, unsure what Ana meant.
“You’re true love in high school, did she look like me?”
Patty looked at her in shock, who was this young girl who had so
captured her heart. How did she know? Patty had indeed had a
lesbian affair in High School, and yes, she had looked very much
like Ana, it was maybe the reason why when she saw Ana’s open
pussy gushing juices before her, she couldn’t resist reminding
herself of the taste. Patty had fought long and hard in her
college years to suppress that side of her, going from one failed
relationship to another, knowing quite well why they never quite
worked out. “We can’t do this,” Patty said, “I’m not like that,
I—I—” she couldn’t think what to say, especially when Ana glued
her lips to one of her nipples, one of her now very hard nipple.
After a few minutes Ana released Patty’s boob and said, “I was
having the most incredible dream before waking up, do you know
what it was. I’ll tell you, I was dreaming that you were giving
me one glorious orgasm after another as you sucked and sucked my
pussy without wanting to ever stop. The strange thing is, that
when I kissed you on the cheek a little while ago, I caught a
most incredible taste, you know what I tasted, Patty, I’ll tell
you, I tasted me, I love how I taste, how my sisters taste, which
is why I just had to suck your tongue to get all the taste of me
I could. I wasn’t completely dreaming was I Patty?”
Ana was looking deep into Patty’s eyes as she said this, but she
showed absolutely no signs of anger at being violated while
unconscious, all she showed was love for this woman, and Patty
new her eyes probably reflected the same message. “She did look
like you,” Patty said, “but you are much sweeter, in every sense
we can give the word. When you first lay down to sleep, you moved
you finger to your sweet hole, and you started masturbating in
you sleep. You looked so beautiful and exciting that I had to
masturbate along with you, I wanted to CUM with you, and then
when you actually came, and I saw you gushing those sweet juices,
I just had to have a taste, but once I tasted it, I just couldn’t
stop until I had had more and more of you.”
Ana still had her arm around Patty’s back, but Patty was no
longer resisting any advances Ana made and Ana let her arm drop
to the front of Patty’s body and with her hand resting on Patty’s
crotch, began to tenderly rub Patty’s cunt lips and clit. As she
did this she resumed her attack on Patty’s boob, sucking first
one, then the other.
Soon Patty was too weak with joy and lust to even consider
putting a stop to it when Ana pushed her on her back and
straddling her in a 69 position began rubbing her pussy in
Patty’s face, as she ate Patty’s cunt greedily. Patty soon began
once more feasting on Ana’s pussy, with no quilt this time since
Ana was awake and permitting her full access. Patty explored
Ana’s pussy completely with her tongue, sucking on Ana’s cunt
lips, and at times gently biting her clit. She was in love with
Ana’s taste, she, in fact, loved everything about this girl that
was giving her more pleasure than she had felt in almost 7 years;
this girl that was helping her to remember who she truly was.
Patty felt Ana stick three fingers in her pussy hole and start
pumping as she continued to suck her clit. Patty returned the
favor by pumping her fingers in and out of Ana rapidly. Soon,
they both had each other at a point of no return, and with a
small scream, Ana came in Patty’s mouth, driving Patty to a
furious orgasm of her own, one like she had not felt since High
School. Even after cumming, they continued attacking each other,
driving each other to at least two smaller orgasms a piece before
Ana turned around, so she was face to face with Patty, and locked
lips once more with Patty. Ana kissed her like she had kissed no
one before in her life, loving every bit of her, knowing without
a doubt in her mind, that she had found her soul-mate.
After spending two more hours of hot non-stop lesbian sex
together, they both collapsed and fell asleep in each others
arms.
*****


An hour later, Ana woke up to find Patty still sleeping soundly
beside her. Ana watched her sleeping for a while, loving every
part of her, “I love you, Patty,” she said softly as Patty slept.
Then, suddenly hearing herself say those words she fell into a
dark hole of despair and confusion.
“I love you,” she thought, “no, I can’t love you, not the way my
heart is telling me, you’re a girl, and I’m a girl. I enjoy sex
with girls, but I don’t fall in love with girls—DO I—No, I can’t,
I’m not, I’m not—AM I?”
The confusion so over-powered Ana that she felt she had to get
away and think somewhere else, “It’s the sexual lust,” she
thought, “that has to be it, once I’m away from Patty, I’ll never
think about her again.” She saw her bikini on the floor next to
Patty’s surf board, and grabbing it, slowly got up, careful not
to make a sound. She quietly slipped out of the tent and once on
the beach again, walked as fast as she could back toward the
direction of the entrance in the wall, through which, after
putting her bikini back on, she walked and emerged back on the
regular beach. Once there, she headed back toward her family’s
tents, only to find that everything was gone. Looking around, she
heard a voice from behind say, “Ana, Ana where have you been?”
Turning around she saw the younger Wilson girl, Katrina and she
said, “Katrina, where is everyone?”
“They’re all at your house. There’s some sort of family meeting
or something. Everyone was looking for you; they thought you had
gone on ahead.”
“Have they been gone long?”
“Not really, Ron, Pietro, Amy and Jason finished taking the last
things around 20 minutes ago. Don, John, Lana, Hannah, Debbie and
myself had been at your house for some time.”
“I thought Ron and Hannah were going to a movie and lunch?”
“I heard that was the plan, but they cancelled when Lana caught
up with them and demanded Hannah join her for the rest of the
day.”
“Well, I’d better go see what is going on.”
“Here,” Katrina said, tossing her a towel, “you don’t want to be
walking the streets alone, dressed like that, even if it is only
3 blocks.”
“Thanks,” Ana said appreciatively, wrapping the towel around her
mid-section like a skirt. As she walked home, to her joy and also
to her confused pain, she realized that all she could think about
were the hours she had passed with Patty. “I’m not forgetting you
Patty, “she thought, “I still love you!”
*****


In her tent, Patty was just waking up and looking over to see her
sweet Sugar, this girl that had captured her heart, the new love
of her life, she found the spot where she had been laying down,
empty. Her true love was once more missing. Getting up and
searching the area around her tent, she saw no sign of the girl
anywhere.
“She’s gone,” Patty thought, almost in tears, “she’s gone and I
don’t even know her real name, all I know is that I love her. How
can I survive without her?”
“Ms. Clark,” she heard someone say behind her.
Turning she saw a past student of hers, Jennifer Lewis.
“Ms. Lewis, how are you, I would have thought you’d be on your
way to France by now. I heard you got into that exquisite music
and arts college you so wanted to go to.”
“I did, I actually have to start in two weeks, I wanted to thank
you; it was really your recommendation that sealed the deal for
me, YOU ARE THE NUMBER 1 HIGH SCHOOL TEACHER AROUND!”

Chapter Nineteen – Family Gathering

“What’s up?” Ana asked walking into her room and seeing Lana and
Hannah busy at the computer monitor.
“Where were you? We looked all over for you,” Lana said, somewhat
cross.
“I was tired and took a nap. Our own tents were occupied so I had
to find somewhere else to sleep.”
“They’re cumming again.” Hannah said.
“Is it still recording?” Lana asked excitedly.
“Yes, I think this should be enough to make our final edits.”
Hannah said opening another program.
“So you haven’t told me what’s going on, Katrina said something
about a meeting.”
“Yeah, John and the rest of the boys say they have something
important to show us, Hannah knows what it is but she won’t tell
me.” Lana said this last part with a bitter tone and shot Hannah
a cold stare.
“Been ordered to keep it quiet, ehhh?” Ana said, also sounding
somewhat bitter.
“It’s a surprise,” Hannah said to Ana, avoiding her questioning
stare, “we’re supposed to meet them in about half-an-hour in the
studio.”
“Does it have something to do with the band?” Ana asked
curiously.
“Can’t say,” Hannah said.
“Well at least tell me what you’re working on there, you can tell
me that can’t you?”
“Hannah thinks it’s time to put an end to our ban,” Lana said
sounding resentful, but also nodding in agreement, “she wants to
do something tonight, so she’s getting some footage.”
Ana looked closely at the monitor for the first time and saw
John, Ron and Don filling all three of Amy’s holes with cum.
“Hannah’s right,” Ana said, to both girls’ surprise, “if all this
ban is doing is keeping us from remembering what its like to have
a true cock pumping in and out of our cunts, then what’s the
point of it. That should be one of us right now.” She sounded
very bitter as she said this, in reality, as she watched the
monitor; she realized that it was truly Amy that was drawing her
interest, that beautiful bald pussy of hers. Patty’s had been
almost bald too, and she tasted so good.
“Dreaming about being in Amy’s position right now are you,” Lana
said mischievously as she studied Ana, lost in thought. “I guess
you two are right, if we can get this lesson thing over with, the
sooner the better. With Debbie and Katrina and Amy, and anyone
else that may be filling their needs,” Lana threw Hannah a
reproachful look as she said this, “I guess the boys sure aren’t
missing out on as much action as we are. We got some nice shots
of John with Debbie and Don with Katrina earlier.”
“Yeah,” Ana said sounding a little surprised, “Katrina told me
they had all been over here earlier; I thought they were taking
care of business elsewhere.”
“Well, they wanted to be here early to check something out,”
Hannah said, “so they finished their business here. John was
giving Debbie a tour of the game room, I never realized
everything we had tables for down there.”
“Why didn’t he just show her his room?” Ana said surprised.
“Because that’s where Don was finishing his business with
Katrina.” Lana explained.
“You know,” Ana said a bit confused, “like I said before, I met
Katrina exactly where she was when I first went to take my nap,
yet she had time to come over here finish business with Don and
get back there; how long have I been gone anyway?”
“Ana, it’s almost 6:30; you’ve been gone most of the day.” Hannah
said.
“You must really have been having fun,” Lana said suspiciously,
“if you didn’t even notice a whole day slip away.”
“Oh, I was,” Ana said dreamily without thinking, “I never had so
much fun in my life.” Then, realizing what she was saying and
noticing the curious looks on her sisters’ faces she added,
“sleeping you know, it can be real fun.”
“Only when you’re sharing the bed with someone,” Lana said,
raising her eyes questionably.
“Oh, look,” Ana said suddenly pointing to the monitor, “they’re
leaving.”
“Oh, it must be time to meet them,” Hannah said.
“Ana, put on your ‘short-short’ skirt and belly button top, we
put it on the bed for you; no underclothes.”
Looking at her sisters, Ana realized for the first time that this
was, in fact, all that they were wearing. She could see her
sisters’ hardened nipples through the strip of material Lana had
called a blouse. It just barely covered the bottom of their
breasts, and left a bit of the top of them uncovered. As for the
skirts, ‘short-short’ was no exaggeration, as they barely reached
the bottom of the girls pussies, and any movement whatsoever left
nothing unseen. Ana had never quite appreciated just how
beautiful her sisters’ pussies and breasts were, and once more
letting her mind wander toward thoughts of Patty, tried
fruitlessly to block them out. As she dressed she tried to push
sex completely out of her mind by saying, “hey, what happened to
dinner?”
“We ate early,” Lana said, “I guess you will end up eating late.”
As they were about to walk out the door Hannah said, “Oh, the
disk, can’t forget that.”
As she grabbed it, Ana threw her a questioning glance, but Hannah
didn’t say anything to explain, and soon, they were on their way
to the studio in the garage.
*****


In the studio, they were surprised to find, not only the boys,
but Pietro and Amy as well. As they all 3 took seats on the sofa
in front of the giant screen, John, who was at the computer said,
“I asked all here because I got something in the mail today and I
didn’t want to open it unless we were all together.”
“Mail,” Lana questioned, “you mean like a special delivery
letter,” she said excitedly, knowing that anything John had
gotten concerning the whole family could only have come from one
source. “It was from Mom and Dad wasn’t it? But, how; they’re
isolated somewhere in the middle of the Caribbean aren’t they? I
doubt they have mail boxes there, not to mention that it hasn’t
even been 3 days yet. And why would they send anything to you
alone anyway?”
“It was emailed, stupid!” Lana opened her eyes when she heard
Hannah, address her like this. Hannah saw the hurt look on her
face, but more importantly, the angry look in Ron’s eyes and
said, “I’m sorry, I just mean that it’s pretty obvious that even
in the middle of the ocean you can have satellite access to the
internet,” she stopped talking and put her head down, throwing
Ron a painful, “I’m sorry look,” with her eyes first.
“Hannah is probably right,” John aid, “anyway, the thing is,
since it’s addressed ‘For The Entire Family’ I wanted us all
here, that includes you two,” he added, looking at Amy and
Pietro, who both gave him a smile.
John pressed some keys on the computer and opened the email
server, since he was using the big screen as a second monitor,
they could all see what he was seeing on the small monitor before
him.
After logging in to his account and reaching his inbox he said,
“There it is, let’s see what they have to say.”
Clicking on the letter, he was disappointed and as annoyed as the
rest to find one line of text; it said, “Girls, your Mom says you
have a great band.”
“That’s it?” Don said.
“That’s what we’ve been waiting all day to see?” Lana said,
somewhat angrily.
“It can’t be,” Hannah said, “that isn’t a message to the whole
family. And the subject says, to the whole family!”
“Can there be something we’re not seeing?” Ron asked.
“Blue and red make a sick combination.” Ana said, suddenly, “that
I can see clearly.”
Everyone except Hannah and John threw Ana a “you are so
ridiculous” look. Here there were, trying to solve the mystery of
their parents message, and all she could do was criticize their
use of red font on a blue background.
“Ana, don’t be such a—”
“—Genius!” Hannah said.
“I should have seen it before.” John said, “of course, the point
was not to see it; like Ron said.” He began scrolling down the
apparently empty page, everyone except Hannah having a puzzled
look in their eyes.
“There,” Hannah called out suddenly, “go back a line, I saw
something. There, what’s that?”
Everyone focused on the line Hannah was pointing out and saw only
a series of dashes and a greater than symbol, a large space, and
a less than symbol followed by more dashes.
“They’re arrows,” Hannah said, “pointing to the space between
them, a URL no doubt.”
“How do you know that,” Ron asked, a bit impressed with his
slave.
It was John that answered, by highlighting the line and revealing
the hidden address clearly. He then said, “It’s blue, that’s why
we couldn’t immediately see it on the blue background.”
“Is it really from them,” Lana said cautiously, “I’ve heard of
websites that destroy entire computer networks, you can’t just
click on anything you see in an email.”
“Well, this leads to a video file called, ‘themessage’ on a
website named ‘fortheAndersonFamily’,” John said pointing out
various parts of the URL address.
“Well what are you waiting for, click it,” Lana said, excited
once more. “Let’s see what they really have to say.” This
suggestion was followed by shouts of agreement from the others
and John clicked it.
He was instantly directed to an almost totally blank web page
that on half loading gave the message, “for files on this page to
be accessed, the password must be entered.”
“A password” Don said, “I didn’t even know Dad knew what a
password was, less how to set up a website with password
protection.”
“Must have been Mom,” John said, trying to think what the
password might be.
“Mom doesn’t know how to turn on our computers,” Hannah said, “I
doubt she set up this webpage.”
“What can the password be,” John said annoyed after trying all
their names, their last name, their names and last names together
as well as the address and phone number.
“You’d think they’d have given us a clue,” Don said angrily.
“Oh,” Hannah said suddenly, “they did give us a clue! What do you
think that one line of text was for?”
Smiling as he understood what she was saying, John typed in
‘tripletx’ and the browser screen was instantly replaced by an
opening video program screen, and as the video began to run, they
smiled as the camera focused on their Dad’s face.
*****


Stan was obviously on the deck of a boat, they could see the
ocean behind him.
“Hi kids, as you can see isolation really doesn’t work for your
Mom and me.” The camera view zoomed out and they saw their mom
naked on her hands and knees, she was looking at the camera and
waving as she sucked Stan’s cock.
“Hey, if they are both there, who’s controlling the camera?” Lana
asked.
Almost as if he had heard her question, Stan said, “let me
introduce you to someone,” just then, a man walked on screen
behind Laura, a very naked man with a very erect dick and stuck
it in their mom’s inviting pussy.
“Wow,” Lana said, “that guy is fucking mom, right in front of
dad!”
“I think we can all see that,” Don said, a note of disapproval in
his voice.
“That is so hot,” Ana said, feeling her pussy flood a bit at the
thought of a stranger screwing her mom right in front of their
new pop. She noticed John throw her a disgusted look and said,
“Oh, come on, you have to admit it is, and dad obviously doesn’t
mind.”
“This is Henry,” Stan continued, “he and his wife Josie,” looking
toward the back of the camera he said, “why don’t you put the
camera down a while Josie and come wave at the kids.” They saw
the camera moving from side to side as it was obviously being put
on some sort of tripod and focused for still shots. They then saw
a woman come into the shot, a very nice, and like everyone else,
naked woman with the red-hair like Amy’s. There was a table
behind their dad in the movie. Josie went to it and sitting on it
with her knees apart, exposed herself fully to the camera. “Wait
a second kids,” their dad said, “I need get a taste of this,” he
bent down and buried his head between Josie’s legs and feasted
away.
Laura took the opportunity to raise her head from Stan’s cock and
talk as she continued pumping him with her hand. “Henry and Josie
have serviced us very nicely on this trip,” she said, “and
they’ve showed us a load of interesting activities a person can
use to pass the time on a boat;” She winked at the camera, then
continued saying, “like how to set up a website on a free webpage
provider for instance.” She moaned as Henry withdrew his cock
from her pussy and stuck it in her ass in one move.”
“Look,” Hannah said amazed, “he’s fucking her in the butt now!”
“She has a nice butt for fucking,” Ron said, “it’s no surprise
he’d want to do it. I’ve seen a butt or two just like that and
just couldn’t resist sticking my cock in it.” As he said this,
Ron’s eyes met Hannah’s and they seemed to smile at each other
for a while until Hannah lowered her head in reverence.
On the screen, Josie suddenly jumped down from the table and
getting on her hands and knees face to face with Laura and began
kissing her as Stan speared her cunt from behind. As he did so,
he started talking again saying, “Now, your mother and I have
been talking greatly about the family—”
“—when we haven’t been doing something else,” Laura said smiling,
stopping her attack on Josie’s tongue just long enough to get the
words in.
“Right,” Stan said as he watched Laura grab one of Josie’s
breasts and suck it into her mouth, “the point is though, that
we’ve discovered that you kids have a lot more in common than we
could ever have originally hoped for. For instance, you are all
members of bands. We were wondering if you’ve had time to
‘explore’ all your over-lapping interests and talents. We wanted
you to know if you haven’t you should really try to get more
fully together, permanently merge, you all have your Mom and my
blessings.” They watched as Laura and Josie suddenly reversed
positions so that Henry was now banging away at Josie’s cunt, and
Stan was busy in Laura’s. “We’ll be CUMMING soon,” Stan said.
“Coming home that is,” Laura clarified.
“Right,” Stan said, “that too.” He was clearly cumming in her and
Laura and Josie were now shaking with their own orgasms as Henry
finally let go and started dumping his load in Josie. “The point
is,” Stan said as he slowly regained the will to speak, “when we
get home, we expect to see you all very well connected and ready
to connect with us.”
Josie suddenly jumped on the table as Henry’s cock fell out of
her pussy, and Laura quickly climbed on top of her in a 69,
position.
“They’re eating the cum right out of each other.” Ana said
enviously, her eyes fixed on Josie’s pussy.
“Look,” Don said, “that Henry fellow just sucked Dad’s cock into
his mouth and is cleaning it off.”
Laura lifted her head from Josie’s pussy long enough to say, “We
really miss you, all of you, be good. I can’t wait to be with all
of you.”
“Ron,” Stan said suddenly and firmly, “one final thing, to you
specifically,” Ron looked amazed at the screen, “play nice with
Hannah!” Ron turned and looked bewildered at Hannah, who in turn,
looked absolutely terrified, “Was he forbidding Ron from being
her Master,” she wondered.
“But not too nice,” Laura said, once more looking up from Josie’s
pussy, “give her everything she needs—”
“—right,” Stan finished, “Just never forget she’s your sister.”
Ron and Hannah smiled at each other, they approved of their
relationship.
Everyone else in the room looked oddly at the pair, but then
heard their father speak again.
“Be sure and write to let us know you received this message, and
to let us know how you’ve been getting along. Henry and Josie say
that, at some other time, next week maybe, we can actually try
setting up a live-conference, but for now, email is fine. Just be
careful not to make it easy for anyone that shouldn’t read it to
do so; John and Hannah, that’s your department so I expect you
can do it a lot better than us. Love you all!”
“Yeah,” Laura said, “Love you. Obey Pietro and Amy, who I trust
by now have also learned how to get along. Bye again.” As she
said this, Henry got up walking toward the camera and turning it
off, leaving a blank screen in front of the kids.
No one talked for a few minutes, the video had gotten most of
them, well all of them actually, very hot and bothered. Lana was
the first to talk saying, “so, when they mentioned getting
together and merging our shared interests and talents, does
anyone think they were really talking about the band?”
“To tell you the truth,” Ron said, “I would find the band a hard
thing to concentrate on in the middle of an orgasm.”
Ana shot him a nasty look, and then thought that given the choice
between thinking about the band, and thinking about Patty, she
knew where her mind would be every second, of every minute, of
every hour. She quickly shook these thoughts off and instead said
angrily to Ron, “What did he mean about you playing nice with
Hannah?” She threw her sister a suspicious look.
“Hannah loves chess,” Ron said, “just like me. Dad knows I can
use some pretty brutal strategy at times.” This was actually a
very true statement.
“Yeah,” Lana said doubtfully, “why do I get the feeling that’s
not all you can be brutal at?”
“You should talk,” Hannah said angrily.
“Yeah,” Don added, “aren’t you the one who got Ron and Hannah
extra close by having him suck the shit out of her, literally?”
Don laughed as he said this, but neither Ron, nor Lana, looked
very happy, and poor Hannah shot Don a terrified look. Hannah did
not want her Master reminded that she had been used to humiliate
him, that wouldn’t be good for their relationship.
“Then again,” Hannah thought smiling, “it might make him extra
mad at me and make him want to really beat me.” Her pussy flooded
at this thought.
Amy and Pietro, who had been observing quietly, up to now, rose,
and Amy said, “Well, I better go finish some cleaning I was
doing, I’m a bit late today, if you send your parents a reply,
say hi for me.”
“And don’t forget to give them my salutations too.” Pietro said
as he followed Amy outside.
Now alone; with the boys, the girls looked at each other and gave
each other a nod that said, “It’s time!”

Chapter Twenty – Shared Resources

“So, listen,” Lana said, “As long as we have the computer
connected to that giant screen, why don’t we watch something?”
As she said this, she pulled the disk Hannah had made from the
pocket of her skirt, (It was actually amazing that there was room
on that skirt for a pocket, not to mention enough room to keep a
disk hidden up to now).
“What’s that?” John asked.
“I guess you could call it our first music video.” Lana said.
“Jason gave me a recording he made last night of one of our
songs, he also made me copies of several pictures and video files
friends of his, Debbie and Katrina had made with their cell
phones.”
“Was there enough light to see anything?” Don asked.
“Not in most, but Hannah fixed the ones that could be enhanced
and strung them all together, adding our song in the background,
and this it the result!” She handed John the disk. “It will
probably look best if you kill all the lights in here.”
Ron took the hint and, going over to the light switch, turned off
all the lights. The studio was in total darkness except for the
computer monitor and the big screen. Nothing else could be seen.
Then, John had the video playing and could hear that it was their
second song of the night, “American Pie”, it sounded incredibly
clear for an amateur taping; Hannah had no doubt enhanced the
audio as well as the incredibly clear video shorts that were
being seen, sometimes interrupted by still photos, all of them
taken of them on stage throughout the night from different
angles. The boys really loved it, John especially, was thinking,
“this is incredible work for something thrown together in a rush,
using a mediocre video program. Imagine what she could do with
the proper time and equipment.”
Then, suddenly, the scene changed, their song could still be
heard in the background, but now, they weren’t watching
themselves on stage, they were looking at the girls, they were
naked and performing all sorts of sexual acts, but where? The
boys huddled around the screen and suddenly realized that they
were everywhere; everywhere in the house they had a hidden camera
that is! Though the longest and most dick hardening scene was on
the girls own bed; the girls had been sure to include at least
one scene from each camera, and they had been sure to demonstrate
that they had full understanding of how to control the cameras as
well, turning them and zooming them in at the most perfect
moments.
Though the boys knew they were in for a super-ear-pulling the
moment the movie was over, they just watched on for now, it was
hard to take your eyes off these girls, especially in the middle
of scenes of this nature.
Suddenly, the height of the movie portion decreased, leaving room
above and below the scene for words to scroll across the screen.
“DO YOU LIKE TO WATCH US?” scrolled up on top of the latest
scene; followed, a few minutes later by the words, “WE KNOW YOU
DO!” scrolling on the bottom. After a few minutes, the words on
top were replaced by, “WE DON’T MIND!” and the bottom line said,
“YOU CAN WATCH US ANYTIME!”
A smile came to all the boys, they were giving them permission to
keep the cameras up, they all thought. Then, suddenly, the screen
went completely black, though the music could still be heard in
the background, and they saw the movie screen return to full
height. In the center, words began to spin on the screen, slowly
pasting themselves onto specific parts of the screen area until
the formed a phrase that puzzled the boys, “JUST REMEMBER, WE GET
TO WATCH YOU TOO!”
The scene changed again, and now the boys realized that they were
the ones on the screen, also in different parts of the house.
Though not all the scenes involved sex, the girls included these
to make a point that the boys could be watched anywhere they
were, some of the scenes left the boys with a bad taste in their
mouth; among these were the scenes of John fucking Debbie in the
game room and Don with Katrina in the boys room. The girls had
obviously added a camera there.
Finally the song ended and the last scene blacked out leaving a
final message, “REMEMBER, WE’RE ALL FAMILY NOW, WE SHARE ALL
RESOURCES!”
This final message left a smile on their faces, but they still
wanted to chew the girls out. Maybe not for spying on them, they
knew they had started it, but maybe for not just talking straight
with them from the beginning. Letting them know how they felt.
Ron went over to the light switch and turned the lights back on,
looking toward the girls he thought, “hell, we’ve wasted enough
time, we can take a hint.”
John and Don were thinking the same thing, as they looked over
and saw that the girls had gotten completely naked (not that they
were wearing much to start with) in the darkness and were now
leaning over the sofa with their bare pussies and asses pointed
straight at the boys.
“I guess it’s really about time we got together,” Ron said,
freeing his erect cock and walking over to Hannah, he knew, he’d
eventually fuck them all, but only Hannah could be number one.
John mad a strong connection with Lana, and Don got together with
Ana. Within the next few hours they had continued to rotate until
each had fucked each of them (both in the cunt and in the ass),
each had sucked each of them, and each had come at least three
times. They finished in the large sofa, which had been converted
into an equally large bed, in each others arms, now fully united.

Chapter Twenty-One – Revenge of the Master

Lana felt someone sucking her pussy enthusiastically; over the
night, all her brothers and her sisters had had a taste, and she
couldn’t remember the number of times she had been awakened to
this wonderful feeling.
Opening her eyes, she saw Hannah, still asleep on her right, she
was still on top of Ron; though they had both fucked all the rest
of them, Ron and Hannah had kept going back to each other
throughout the evening, and had, eventually gone to bed with
Ron’s cock deep in Hannah’s cunt.
Turning her head toward her left, she saw Ana, face down on top
of John. Lana wondered what was wrong with Ana, she had seemed
preoccupied during most of the night and she hadn’t seemed to be
able to enjoy the boys’ cocks as much as Hannah and her. Everyone
had noticed this, though she alone had eventually pulled Ana
aside to question her.
“Are you alright?” Lana had asked her.
“What do you mean?” Ana had countered somewhat evasively.
“I don’t know; you just don’t seem to be all here. We’ve all had
around twenty orgasms tonight; you’ve had, what, one? And that
one because I pretty much had to force it on you! Come on, tell
me what’s wrong, aren’t you enjoying the boys company?”
“Of course I enjoy it; I’m as bi- as the rest of you! I know how
to enjoy a good cock! Now if you don’t mind, I’ll go suck one!”
She pulled Ron’s cock (who had been violently fucking Hannah,
again, and who had looked up when she made her comment) right out
of Hannah’s pussy and into her mouth. She had seemed very
defensive and upset as she said that, she then avoided talking to
Lana for the rest of the night, and, though Ana did start
allowing herself to cum a lot more during the night, no one
missed the fact that it was only when she was either Lana of with
Hannah.
Under her, Lana felt Don’s steady breathing, indicating that he
was still asleep; she couldn’t believe she still felt his erect
cock up her ass, just where it was when they finally fell asleep.
It sure felt good there, especially with the tongue now working
like mad in her pussy.
“Wait a second,” she thought suddenly, “If all my brothers and
sisters are still here in bed with me, then who’s in my pussy?”
Not that the answer really mattered to Lana, the person was doing
such a great job, but sometimes you just want to know who is
sexually pleasuring you.
She looked down toward her pussy, and though she couldn’t see a
face (as it was buried deep in her cunt) the flow of red hair
told her that it was Amy busy there. She felt a surge of joy and
happiness at that fact, Amy had been the only one in the house
she had not made a true connection with; well her and her new
Dad, actually, but Lana’s connection with her new father would
have to wait a while.
She tried spreading her legs as much as possible without
bothering anyone on her side, but she felt people starting to
stir all around her, not to mention a pumping by the cock in her
ass. Soon they were all fucking again, until, one by one, they
all came, well, all except Ana, who didn’t cum until Amy finished
completely eating out Lana, and moved over to suck and ream Ana’s
asshole.
The boys and girls then assumed 69 positions to clean each other
off: Ron sucking the cum out of Hannah while she sucked his cock
clean, Ana doing the same with John, and as Lana cleaned of Don
and he feasted on her pussy juices, Amy cleaned the cum out of
her ass from behind.
“Well, good morning all of you,” Amy finally said, “or better
said, good afternoon, since it is officially after NOON now.”
“You’re kidding,” John said, “I promised Debbie—”
“Oh no,” Don said cutting in, “Katrina will kill—”
“I have already talked with your ‘guides’, Amy said, “they
understood there was a family matter to attend to and they said
they’d be back tomorrow, or that if you finished early, and
wanted to see them sooner, to call them.”
“I’d better go find Katrina,” Don said, “It’s her birthday today
and I promised her a very special present.”
“I’ll go with you,” John said, “If I can’t find Debbie, “he said
smiling wryly, “I’ll just help you with Katrina’s present.”
Don threw him a reproachful look but said, “Fine.”
“Not fine,” Amy said, and everyone looked at her surprised. “I
came to get you because you all need to eat something first. I
have some roast chicken and potatoes for all of you.”
“For breakfast” Ana said with a doubtful face.
“Technically it is lunch time,” Amy said, and actually, “it is
the late dinner I prepared for you all last night (since what you
had had to that point was basically a late lunch), the dinner
none of you ever came in to eat.”
As the kids, and Ana especially, realized that they had in fact
missed both last night’s dinner and this morning’s breakfast,
they became more aware of their growling stomachs.
Smiling Lana said, “I guess CUM can only fill you so much.
Laughing at that, they all followed Amy back to the house and
gathered around the kitchen table.
*****


After eating, John and Don, left immediately to find the Wilson
girls; Ron also stepped out, claiming he needed to buy something
at the local pet shop, and then return to the studio to work on
his base, he claimed it had been a little out of tune.
With Pietro working in the front garden, and Amy cleaning the
house, the girls decided to go up to their room and just hang for
a while.
Lana was quickly getting bored with watching Hannah stare out of
the window toward the garage, and Ana moping silently on the bed
like a love sick puppy.
“What is wrong with you two,” Lana said annoyed, “We should be
having some fun. I hardly recognize either of you!”
“Lana,” Hannah said, “we spent most of the night having fun.
Maybe we just need a break from sex.”
“Yeah,” Ana agreed sadly, “what’s the point of it anymore?”
These last statements left Lana open mouthed and angry. “Okay,
that is it! Ana, I know who she’s dreaming about, even though she
won’t say anything,” she looked over at Hannah sitting by the
window, “but who has you in such a gloomy ‘only one person in the
world will truly satisfy me’ attitude?”
Hannah turned away from the window interested, she might live
only for her Master, but that didn’t mean her sister’s lives no
longer interested her. “Yeah,” she said turning to Ana, “I know
that look, you’re as much in love as I—” she stopped suddenly
looking flustered and turning red, finished saying, “—as I think
John is with Debbie.”
“You two don’t know what you’re talking about!” Ana screamed
angrily, “Not that my life is any of your business!” She lay face
down in bed and putting a pillow over her head refused to listen
or look at her sisters.
Both Lana and even Hannah (who knew her secret, if you could call
it that was only temporary) felt hurt by Ana’s words.
“Our lives have always been each others business.” Lana said
softly, but firmly, “we’ve never had any secrets from each
other,” and throwing a look at Hannah said, “Well no real secrets
anyway.”
“I don’t believe you’re cutting us out of your life like this,”
Hannah said, suddenly almost in tears.
“You’re one to talk,” Ana said suddenly pulling the pillow off
her head and turning an angry face to Hannah, showing that she
was herself in tears, “but you understand what’s happening in
your life, you don’t care if others think you’re weird of insane,
you know what gives you pleasure and you’re not ashamed of it!”
Lana was suddenly very worried about her sister, and the worry
drowned out any anger or resentment she might have been feeling.
Climbing on the bed next to Ana she pulled Ana’s head to her
breast and had Ana suck on her silently for a while, she then
signaled Hannah to get on Ana’s other side and start sucking
Ana’s boob. Their mother always used this approach to calm any of
them that was truly upset. As Ana calmed down a bit, Lana petted
her long hair with one hand as Ana continued attacking Lana’s tit
furiously, Lana then dropped her other hand to Ana’s pussy and
started gently caressing her cunt, working a finger softly in and
out as she did.
As Ana became truly receptive to this treatment, Lana whispered
to her, “We love you Ana, you know that, and we want to help you,
but you have to tell us what’s wrong.”
Ana finally took her mouth off Lana’s breasts and nodding slowly
let them know with her eyes that she would tell them everything,
“Just, just don’t stop okay?” she said, throwing a look at her
breast in Hannah’s mouth and Lana’s finger in her pussy. Lana,
now also, bent over and took Ana’s other breast between her lips
and gently sucked.
Giving a sigh Ana let both her hands drop and one found Lana’s
wet hole, and the other was quickly busy in Hannah’s. In this
loving position she was finally able to start talking.
“Hannah is right,” she said, “I really, really think that I am in
love. I met someone and I can’t stop thinking, dreaming,
fantasizing; but I’m so confused, it’s just so new, so different,
and we start High School in a few weeks, what if someone were to
find out? They wouldn’t leave me alone, would they?” Though Ana
did not hurry and specify what was so strange or chaotic about
being in love that it could destroy her reputation at school, her
sisters neither questioned nor rushed her to get to the point.
They just continued with their ministrations. Finally Ana said,
“I don’t even know who she really is, all I know is that her name
is Patty, that she’s a goddess (My Goddess) and that she is my
soul mate; I love her.”
Lana and Hannah continued their loving treatment of Ana, but both
had suddenly become very wide-eyed; understanding at last their
sisters predicament, but neither knowing exactly what to say.
After the mutual masturbation had brought them all to orgasm,
they all lay back on the bed and Lana finally said, “So you
really think you’re in love with this woman?”
“I think so, yeah, but since I ran out before trying to find out
for sure, now I may never know.”
Just then, they heard someone calling at the window and Hannah
leapt off the bed.
“Get down to the studio now, alone!” Lana heard someone say, and
she noticed the smile that suddenly appeared on Hannah’s face;
why couldn’t she smile like that for her?
“You can’t go now,” Lana said as Hannah grabbed a large T-shirt,
“we’re in the middle of something serious.”
“It’s okay, Lana,” Ana said, “I’m feeling a lot better now, it
really helped me to be able to say what was going on, and I thank
you both so much.”
“No,” Lana said furiously, “she’s not going!” Lana got in front
of Hannah to block her way.
“Lana, get out of the way, you can’t tell me what to do; you’re
not my Master.”
“But he is!” Lana said, grabbing Hannah by the arm and pulling
her to the bed. “He is isn’t he?”
“Lana, let go of my arm, you’re hurting me!”
“I thought that’s what you wanted!” Lana screamed looking a
little insane, which at the moment, she was; insane with anger
over the loss of her property. “Ana, get me the chains from the
closet now!” As she said this, she threw Hannah on the bed and
climbed on top of her.
“Lana,” Ana said a little scared, “this isn’t funny, we’ve always
had an understand—”
“Understand this BITCH, you get me those chains now or the first
thing I do when we get to the new school is nominate you for
president of the lesbian society!”
“Ana, NO!” Hannah said crying under Lana’s weight, “I have to go
to him, NOW!”
Ana, however, was looking at Lana, a bit hurt and a lot scared,
she knew there was no arguing with her in this state. She got up
and going over to the closet brought out some heavy chains.
“Chain her arms and her legs, NOW!” Lana screamed, “Attach it to
the bed post and gag that WHORE!”
“No!” Hannah screamed terrified; it was so weird, only a day or
two ago she would have given her entire life to be treated this
way by Lana, but now there was only one person who had a right to
treat her this way, and she didn’t want to lose him. “Lana,
please don’t!”
As Ana gagged Hannah, Lana leaned over and bit Hannah’s tits, one
after the other, as Hannah tried to pull away from the pain, Lana
released her tits saying in an evil voice, “He’s changed you,
turned you against me, but don’t sis, I’m going to teach him a
lesson, and he will know not to mess with my property.”
Getting up and going to the closet she came back with several
items: two natural contours ultimate massagers, two clamps, and a
role of tape. She took one of the massagers and stuck it in
Hannah’s cunt, it’s curve shape, designed for the contours of a
woman’s body, delivered strong vibrations to both ends, bringing
pleasure to both Hannah’s G-spot on the inside, and her clit on
the outside. Lana then grabbed the second one and stuck it in
Hannah’s ass. Wrapping tape around Hannah’s front and back to
hold the massagers in place; she used the clamps to pinch
Hannah’s tits. As Hannah squirmed from the pain and the pleasure,
Lana leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll go talk to
that false master of yours now, and when it’s over, you can be
sure he will never bother you again.”
Turning to Ana, she said, “Stay with her, but don’t touch her.
Unless she dies from pleasure, don’t even consider releasing her,
do you understand me Ellen?”
Ana slowly nodded, she might not like how Lana was treating
Hannah, but she was at least glad not to be the target of the
‘Orgasm Queen’s’ wrath for once. Plus, she remembered all the
times Hannah would just stand over them, playing with herself,
while Lana had her way with her.
*****


Lana had grabbed the T-shirt Hannah had pulled out of the closet
and thrown it on herself. Since it was Hannah’s, there was an ‘H’
sown onto the side. It was Lana’s plan to get Ron off his guard.
As she walked into the studio Ron shouted, “You’re late!” and
walking over to her slapped her on her face.
Lana threw him and angry look, and was about to say something
when she suddenly remembered she was suppose to be Hannah,
lowering her head she said, “I’m sorry master, my sisters delayed
me.”
“Yeah,” Ron said angrily, “well next time you slap your sisters
across the face and tell them ‘Your Master’s call is above ALL!”
Ron smiled inside himself at the look of disgust in Lana’s eyes.
He wondered what the “Orgasm Queen’ was up to, and more
importantly what she had done with his beloved toy. “Probably has
her chained up in the room,” he thought, “it’s the only way she’d
be able to keep her from coming to me.”
Though he had instantly known this wasn’t Hannah, he decided to
play along. He owed Lana a little payback, and this was a perfect
chance to give it to her.
“Take off that T-shirt!” Ron ordered. “I brought you something
special to wear.” As he said this, he pulled her close and ripped
the shirt right off her body leaving her nude. He then pulled out
a small box with the words, ‘Best-Pet’ on it and, opening it,
pulled out a dog collar.
Lana looked insulted and infuriated but decided to hold off a
little longer before trying to cut Ron’s cock off (what she had
come to the garage to do).
Ron, however, didn’t give her the opportunity to speak. He hit
her hard across the face (harder than he would ever consider
hitting his precious Hannah) and before Lana could react, he
grabbed a long piece of fabric (from the T-shirt he had torn off
her) and tied it several times around her mouth. He didn’t want
her saying she wasn’t Hannah, even though he could see that the
necklace she wore was clearly marked ‘L’.
As her hands shot up to remove the gag, he grabbed them and held
them tightly behind her back as he pushed her toward the opposite
side of the room, where, for the first time, she noticed chains.
They were screwed to the wall, like in a dungeon.
This was actually a surprise Ron had finished preparing for the
real Hannah, one he knew she would love, but they were perfect
for the current situation.
Ron chained Lana’s arms to the wall, her back to him; when she
tried to kick him in the balls, he chained her legs to the wall
as well.
“What, you insolent DUMBASS SLAVE! You would resist your Master’s
wishes to use you for his pleasure?” He put the dog collar around
her neck and tightened it to the degree where it was almost
choking her. He then grabbed a belt from a nearby table and
whipped her three times across the ass. Lana threw him a look
full of shock, hate and pain.
“What, no pleasure yet” Ron thought to himself, “I can fix that.”
He went to the cabinet on the side and came back with several
vibrators, grabbing Lana, he pushed a rather over-sized one deep
in her pussy without stopping to let her adjust to the size, the
pain was indescribable, but not as indescribable as the pleasure
and joy that suddenly shot through Lana’s body when, in one
instant, he turned it on full. Lana couldn’t believe it, in one
second she was cumming like she’d never cum before.
Ron then stuck another vibrator in her ass, also making sure it
hurt a lot going in, before also turning it on full power.
The ‘Orgasm Queen’ was reduce to a whimpering, crying slump,
instantly; one that would have been on the floor if it were not
for the chains holding her against the wall.
Ron then grabbed a third vibrator, and walking right behind Lana,
alternated between using it on her tits, nipples and clit; every
now and then, he would stop to whip her two or three times on the
ass cheeks with the belt he still held in his other hand. The
amount of pain and pleasure was starting to prove too much for
Lana, but strangely enough, she was no longer resisting and in no
way wanted this treatment to end. It hurt, but, the pain was
nothing compared to the pleasure and joy it brought afterward.
Suddenly, Lana fell to the floor in a broken down heap. Her arms
and legs had been freed, and the vibrators were all gone. Lana
couldn’t believe how empty she felt, there was an unexplainable
need and desire to be once more filled, and filled to the point
of exploding.
Lana heard Ron doing something somewhere nearby, she didn’t know
what though; she was still on the floor and could not even lift
her head to look. Suddenly, she felt Ron grab her by the collar
and pull her up a bit, he was attaching something to the collar
ring. He suddenly let her drop once more to the floor, but she
felt a pressure pulling her from around her neck.
Mustering up enough strength to look what was happening, she
realized that Ron had her on a leash, and weirdly enough, rather
than disgust her, it excited her beyond belief.
“Get on your hand’s and knees and walk BITCH!” Ron said strongly.
“Bitch,” Lana thought, “yes, that’s what I am, I’m a bitch, a
female dog on a collar and leash, stopping on every corner to be
humped by every dog that comes around!” These thoughts drove Lana
wild with expectation as she got on her hands and knees, holding
her ass up high, letting Ron lead her across the room; she could
now see that he had re-opened the sofa bed and it was waiting to
be filled.
“Jump on the bed little bitch, make your master proud.”
Lana jumped up staying in a four legged position and Ron jumped
up behind her and drove his now free and very erect cock straight
in her still very open pussy. After fucking her doggy style to
another body shaking orgasm, Ron turned her around and resumed
fucking her in the missionary position. He reached for the gag
she was still wearing an removing it said, “I think we can get
rid of the muzzle now, I doubt you’ll think of biting your master
now.
Lana stayed very quiet, even without the gag she kept her mouth
tightly shut. She was afraid that if she said something, Ron
might find out she wasn’t really Hannah, she thought if that
happened, he’d not only stop pleasuring her now, he might never
pleasure her like this again. Not that she planned to become his
full time slave like Hannah, but she had to admit, she definitely
understood her sister better.
After an hour of being used by Ron in every possible sexual way
conceivable, Lana couldn’t take it anymore and begging said,
“Can’t, can’t do it anymore, please stop, please.”
This was what the ‘Master’ had been waiting to hear, that he had
bested the ‘Orgasm Queen’. “You want me to stop?” he asked
strongly.
“Yes, yes please.” Lana said.
“Please what?” Ron asked firmly.
“What does he mean,” Lana thought desperately, then, as a light
blinked in her mind she said, “yes Master.”
“Very good,” Ron said lying on his back and pulling Lana on top
of him to kiss her for a while. He then looked her in the eye and
said, “So why don’t we consider the ‘Master’ and the ‘Orgasm
Queen’ even now, and just start fresh.”
Lana looked at him surprised and said, “You knew, you knew all
along that I wasn’t Hannah?”
“Of course I knew you weren’t my girl. So, is it a deal, you
never again mention how you turned me into Hannah’s toilet paper
for a day, and I never mention how I turned you into my loyal
puppy for a day and drove the ‘Orgasm Queen’ to the point where
she couldn’t handle another orgasm.”
Lana smiled and, leaning over, kissed Ron again with true
affection.
When they broke it off Ron said, “I take that to mean we have a
deal?”
Lana nodded and then said, “So how long have you known it was
me?”
“I’d say since you walked through the studio door.”
“But how could you know,” Lana questioned, somewhat confused by
this revelation.
“Oh, a few things, first of all, my heart didn’t skip a few beats
when you first walked in like it does whenever I’m around my
Hannah.” Lana looked at him curiously and he added, “Don’t get me
wrong, I love you and Ana just as much, but Hannah and I have a
very special connection that I really can’t explain.” Smiling, he
continued, “the second thing that tipped me off to you was the
fact that you looked like you wanted kill me when I slapped you;
I could throw a vat of acid on Hannah and she would still look at
me with nothing but pure love. Finally, that ‘L’ on your necklace
sort of confirmed all my suspicions.”
“Oh,” Lana laughed a little embarrassed at being so dumb. She
than said, “Maybe I should get back to Ana and Hannah. I left
Hannah in a bit of a tangle, and Ana was a bit confused and
depressed too.”
“Because she just found out she’s a lesbian?” Ron asked.
Lana looked at him amazed and said, “How did you know about
that?”
“I heard her when she told you last night.”
“Last night?” Lana questioned, “When did she tell me that last
night?”
“You know, when she told you she was ‘bi- and knew how to enjoy a
good cock too’.”
Lana was confused and said, “How is saying that the same as
saying she’s a lesbian?”
“Well,” Ron said with an air of someone explaining that ‘one plus
one equals two’ “my brothers an I say that all the time too.”
When Lana continued to look at him with a puzzled stare, he
added, “it usually follows the phase, ‘for me a juicy cunt is
number one’.”
Lana united the phrases quickly in her head thinking, “For me a
juicy cunt is number one, but I’m bi- I know how to enjoy a good
cock too.” She opened her eyes wide as she thought or the
reverse, what was true for her personally, and, she was sure, for
any girl that wasn’t a lesbian, “for me a long thick cock is
number one, but I’m bi- I know how to enjoy a juicy cunt too.”
“You’re right,” she suddenly said out loud, “she did tell me last
night. I should have caught on. I’m such a terrible sister!” she
said sadly.
“Hey,” Ron said, kissing her again, and calming her a bit. “What
Ana is going through is not just new for her; it’s new for all of
you. So don’t blame yourself, and remember your brothers are here
to help too.”
“How can you help with this?” Lana said doubtfully, though
appreciative of the offer.
“Well, for one thing, we’re going fuck Ana silly every day until
school starts, and you’ll help by not doing one thing to trigger
an orgasm in her until then.”
“How will that help, I mean, will it stop her from being who she
is?”
“No, but it will help her remember a part of her she’s
forgotten.” Ron said.
Lana looked curiously at him again and he explained, “Finding out
so suddenly that she’s a lesbian seems to have left her in some
sort of a ‘cock freeze mode’. She’s not ‘enjoying a good cock’
the way a bi- really should. I consider that a very unhealthy
attitude in this family, so I want you to help me get her back on
the right track by letting me and my brothers supply all of Ana’s
orgasms for a while.”
Nodding, Lana said, “Hannah is happier than she’s ever been isn’t
she?”
“Probably,” Ron said, just between you and me, I’m working to
solve a few of her problems as well.”
“If you ever actually hurt her, I will kill you, you know.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less,” Ron said, leaning up once more
and giving her a final kiss.
“I’d better get back to her, or there may be nothing left of her
to get back too.” As she walked to the exit, she suddenly turned
around and said strongly, “And Ron, if you ever try to treat me
the way you just did again, I will do what I came here to do.”
“And that is,” Ron asked a bit amused by the sudden change in
Lana’s character.
“To cut off your balls,” Lana said harshly and smiling wickedly.
“Good to see you back, Queen, I love you your majesty.”
As she continued walking and opened the door, she stopped one
last time before walking out to say, “I love you too, Master.”
And with that left the garage, naked, since Ron had ripped the
only shirt she had been wearing.
*****


As Lana walked back into her room, she saw that Hannah was
exactly where she had left her. She was still chained tightly to
the bed, and the vibrators were still buzzing away (though they
had obviously been reduced to minimum now) the bed sheets were
soaked through with her pussy juice, and there was a glassy,
almost hollow look in her eyes. She looked half dead, but she was
whimpering and amazingly enough, still conscious. Ana was sitting
by her head, caressing her forehead gently.
Lana told Ana to leave her alone with Hannah a little while. As
Ana left to get something in the kitchen, Lana went over to
Hannah and, after removing all the equipment, gave her a kiss on
each tit. Then she bent down to drink up all the cunt juice
flowing freely from her pussy.
After having her sister fully clean and relaxed, Lana leaned over
and removing Hannah’s gag, replaced it with her lips.
Finally, after several minutes of tenderly kissing her, Lana
helped Hannah sit up, though she was still chained, saying, “Your
master asked me to give you that for him. He also asked me to
give you this,” She reached around her neck and as Hannah
followed Lana’s hands with her eyes, noticed the collar around
her neck for the first time. “He asked me to try it on, to make
sure it would fit you perfectly.”
Lana took it off and held the license attached to it in front of
Hannah’s eyes so she could clearly read it; she smiled as she saw
the big bold letters that said, “HANNAH” and under it in smaller
letter, “Property of Ronald Anderson”.
Hannah continued to smile, but she truly laughed with joy when
Lana herself put the collar around her and then kissed her
saying, “I’m happy that you are happy.” She then unchained her
and hugged her.
“Does he still want me to go to him now?” Hannah asked.
“No, he understands that Ana needs some time with us at the
moment. She’s going through something, and she needs to know
she’s not alone.”
Just then Ana walked back in the room and Lana said, “Ana, come
here, I was just mentioning you. Hannah, show her what your
Master got for you.” As Hannah modeled her new collar, Ana threw
Lana a weird, “you’re approving this?” look.
Lana said, “Hannah is very happy with the life she has chosen,
and I was just showing her my support.” Then leaning over to Ana
and kissing her lovingly she said, “just like I support you on
any decision you make on your life.”
“Yean,” Hannah said snuggling up to her sisters, Ana in the
middle. “Anything that makes you happy makes us all happy.”
The three of them lay back smiling in each others arms, and fell
happily to sleep.

Chapter Twenty-two – Return Mail

Stan and Laura were fucking furiously on the sun deck of the
yacht they had rented for their honeymoon get-away. It was now
exactly one week since they had gotten married and, with one week
still to go before they were back home with their kids. They had
chosen to use the sun deck as their bedroom for the past two
days, to be near the computer. They were expecting a letter and
they wanted to know the second it arrived.
Their kids has sent them a letter the very next day after they
had sent their own, but it was a simple one line note that said,
“Received your message, everything’s fine, expect a better
response in about 3 days.”
As Stan continued to pump Laura doggie style, Josie came up with
a tray of food. Neither Stan, nor Laura had been back in the
galley lately.
“Still at it I see,” Josie said, “are you two trying to break
some sort of record?”
“Only thing I’m trying to break is my wife,” Stan said, somewhat
out of breath, “she actually thinks she can outlast me.”
“It’s only natural Stan,” Laura said, “there are just so many
times a guy can cum before he’s down for good. A woman on the
other hand—”
“—eventually runs dry too.” Stan interrupted, “and as you’ve
seen, A guy doesn’t need to cum anywhere as often as a woman.”
“You do seem to have incredible endurance,” Josie said, eyeing
Stan’s cock lustfully, “how do you do it?”
“Sorry Josie,” Stan said, “it’s a family secret, only the male in
my family are told the secret.”
“Does that include how you can get hard again so fast when you do
cum?” Laura asked, obviously about to orgasm again.
Just then, they heard what they had been waiting two days to
hear. “You’ve Got Mail!” was heard over the loudspeaker and Stan
and Laura stopped, surprised.
“What was that?” Laura said.
“The computer,” Josie said, “I connected its sound system to the
ships.”
“Are you telling me that we could have been in the privacy of our
own room and still have heard it?” Stan said a bit annoyed.
“Well, yes,” Josie said and smiling added, “but then I wouldn’t
have been able to join in as much.”
Laura smiled at her and pulling her close bit her on the tit
saying, “I think you would have found a way to join in anyway.”
Stan said, “There’s time for more of that later, let’s see if it
is really what we’re waiting for.”
“I set up the mail server to only signal when mail came for you,
so it must be.” Josie said leading the way to the computer.
Once at the computer, Stan quickly checked the inbox and said,
“It’s from John alright, from his email address anyway, the
subject says ‘From ALL of us’,”
“That screen is so small,” Laura complained, trying to see around
Stan’s head, “have you opened it, what does it say?”
Stan opened the letter to reveal red writing on a blue background
that said, “Just like Yours”. Scrolling down the page he found
the apparently blank space with arrows that pointed to it and
clicked.
“I can’t see it,” Laura said upset, “we should both be able to
see it easily together.”
“Well, there’s nothing to see at the moment, just a page
requesting a password.” Stan typed in ‘tripletx’ and the password
request disappeared leaving a page with just two links.
“What is it?” Laura asked.
“Links to two video files,” Stan said curiously,
“‘ThisOneFirst.mpg’ and ‘TripletXLoveTimes2.mpg’”
“Well I bet I know which one you’re supposed to open first,”
Josie said smiling.
“But I want to be able to see it at the same time,” Laura argued,
“It’s a little difficult here.”
“I have an idea,” Josie said, “Stan; let me sit there a minute.”
Taking over the desk seat, Josie rummaged in a drawer and pulled
out a CD-R. Putting it quickly in the CD-RW she right clicked on
both links and saved the files directly to the disk. Getting up
from the desk seat she said, “Come on you two, follow me.”
Josie led the Andersons all the way to her cabin where Henry was
laying in bed.
“Need to use this,” Josie said, walking over to some curtains on
the wall. Laura had now been in this cabin several times and she
found it odd that she had never noticed how out of place those
curtains looked there. Of course, she had always been otherwise
occupied while in this cabin. Josie pulled the curtains aside and
revealed a giant screen TV behind it, out of which she pulled a
connection wire before turning it on (had she not, the Andersons
may have been shocked to see their cabin appear on screen).
“Henry, get me the laptop under the bed quick.” As Josie said
this, she connected a different wire to the screen, the other end
of which she connected to the laptop Henry passed to her.
Turning it on, the computer could be seen on the big screen
booting up, and when ready, Josie put in the CD-R, the file
directory of which showed two files: ‘ThisOneFirst’ and
‘TripletXLoveTimes2’.
“Okay, on the bed everyone, it’s time to watch some movies.”

*****
“Hi Mom, Dad and if you’re watching, the Carters” said a voice as
the camera zoomed in on a face; it was one of the girls, but
which one?
“It’s Ana,” Laura said as the camera zoomed out enough to get her
whole head and they noticed a headband with the letter ‘A’.
“We’ve just wanted you to know that we are all fine and we are
getting along great, we can’t wait for you to get back so we can
truly be complete. I especially needed to talk to you Mom. I was
going through something a few days ago, and I was a bit confused.
I’ll explain it all when you’re here, the important thing is that
thanks to my sisters, and my brothers” she added smiling as the
camera zoomed out and they saw that Ana was laying face up on one
of her brothers, his cock pumping in and out of her ass, while
another of the boys was kneeling in front of her pumping his cock
in her pussy, while the third boy straddled her mid-section and
pumped his cock between her tits.”
“Well, looks like they have connected.” Stan said proudly.
“Well with her anyway.” Laura added smiling.
“-any real crisis has been averted. I’m in love, and I accept
that, but I remember clearly now what else I love.” As she said
this she started to orgasm violently and the boy delivering the
tit fuck leaned up and stuck his cock in her mouth.”
The camera then moved away from this scene and stopped on Lana
and Hannah. Lana was holding a leash connected to Hannah’s
collar.
“Hi Mom, Dad, while Ana is busy cumming for the zillionth time
since the boys started their therapy a few days ago,” Lana said,
“Hannah wanted to show you something.”
“Yeah, Mom, Dad, I love you and I miss you,” Hannah said, “but
look at this,” she said excitedly, pointing to her collar, “my
Master brought if for me,” she added lovingly.
The camera focused in on the collar, then on the license and they
were able to read the inscription as Hannah said, “I don’t know
if you can make it out but it says—”
“Hannah property of Ronald Anderson!” said a male voice coming up
behind them. Ron then walked into the picture and giving Lana
tender kiss said, “Thanks for taking care of my Bitch for me,”
“No problem Ron,” Lana said, “I’ll walk you dog anytime.” As Ron
took the leash from her she gave his cock a squeeze and took a
last minute to pinch Hannah’s boobs before walking out of the
picture, leaving just Ron and Hannah.
“Hi Mom, Dad, hope you’re enjoying your honeymoon as much as we
are.” Using the leash, Ron pulled Hannah onto her knees in front
of his cock and had her start sucking him off. “I promise that
I’m playing nice with Hannah. You know I’ve always been kind to
my animals Dad, and I’ve adopted Hannah as my number one BITCH,
and she’s happy about that, aren’t you Hannah?”
As he said this, he looked down at her and pulled her up to her
feet, again using the leash only to control her.
“Oh yes,” Hannah said overjoyed as Ron put his arms around her
and strongly pinching one breast, leaned down and bit the other.
“Remind me to buy some cream to cover up bruises.” Laura said
smiling, “that pair will need some when school starts.”
“By the way,” Ron continued, “Hannah may officially belong to me,
but she knows that technically se is the ‘Family Pet’ and will
always be at the disposal of anyone in the family. Now come on
Hannah,” He said pulling her leash, “Ana is a little tired, and
my brothers and I need a replacement.”
“Yes Master!” Hannah said happily stepping off screen with Ron.
Lana then stepped back in saying, “Okay, so I admit I was bummed
out at first, losing my favorite lap dog you know, but Ron and I
have worked things out, and like he said, I can still use Hannah
whenever I like. In the meantime, though, there are some friends
I want you to meet. “Come here you three.”
Stan and Laura were shocked to see three naked kids walk onto the
scene; well, that they were naked wasn’t so shocking, just that
they were strangers.
“These are the Wilson Kids. They are officially our bands new
number one fans here. Did I mention that our bands had merged? We
are now ‘Triplet X Love Times 2’ we included a video with one of
our songs from our first concert here. Anyway, this is Debbie,
she starts High School with us in two weeks,” she said , pulling
Debbie tight against her side and letting her hand rest on
Debbie’s tit. “Debbie had a crazy idea at first about marrying
John and being John’s one and only bed partner, but—” Lana
pinched Debbie’s nipple hard and then bringing her other hand to
Debbie’s cunt, stuck two fingers straight in and using her thumb,
massaged Debbie’s clit, “—I think I’ve cured her of silly notions
like that.” Looking at Debbie and kissing her on the lips she
said, “say hi to my parents and tell them what you’ve learned.”
“Hi,” Debbie said, obviously a little embarrassed.
“She still needs a little work, that one.” Laura said.
“Mr. and Mrs. Anderson,” Debbie continued, “I’ve learned from
Lana that if I want to marry a member of your family, I have to
be willing to marry all of you.”
“Very good,” Lana said pulling Debbie’s head toward her breast
and having Debbie suck her as she continued talking. “Now this
here,” Lana said pulling Katrina against her other side is
Katrina.”
“And I’m not looking to marry anyone.” Katrina said smiling, “Hi
Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, I’m just looking for some special fun, and
I think your family can give it to me.” With that said, she stuck
and index finger straight up Lana’s butt and before Lana could
recover, bit her other breast and started sucking the nipple.
“As you can see, Katrina is very independent, and can in no way
be tamed, or satisfied. That hasn’t stopped Don from trying
though. Finally, this young man in front of me is Jason. He’s
sworn his allegiance to me and has been a great help in letting
me forget my loss of Hannah.” Looking toward Jason she said,
“Wave hello to my parents and kneel before me slave.” Jason
waved, and quickly dropped to his knees before Lana, gluing his
mouth to her pussy. “Jason is very smart,” Lana said proudly of
her new toy, “which is why he’s starting high school next year
with Katrina even though he is a year younger.”
Just then, John and Don walked into the picture and John, walking
behind Debbie, stuck his cock deep in her pussy, just as Don did
the same with Katrina. Both Wilson girls still had their mouths
glued to Lana’s tits.
As Lana lost her ability to talk, John said from his position
behind Debbie, “Hi Mom, Dad, I miss you too; as you can see,
we’ve all connected just fine, and we have a little ‘Welcome
Back’ party planned for your arrival, so, we can continue
connecting; even Pietro and Amy have put aside their
differences.” As he said this, the camera moved over to the spot
it had started in originally, only Hannah was now the girl at the
center of activity. Hannah was lying face up on Ron, much like
Ana had been, with Ron’s cock pumping in and out of her ass, but
on top of her, in a 69 position, lay Amy eating Hannah’s cunt, as
Hannah feasted on Amy’s. Behind Amy, pumping his cock in and out
of her ass was Pietro.
The camera was then brought to rest on an empty area between the
two groups, and zoomed out just enough so that both groups could
be complete seen on either side. Ana then walked forward into the
empty space between both groups, she had obviously been behind
the camera, having taken over camera duty sometime after her
first scene.
“Well,” she said, “like John said, we’ll be waiting to celebrate
your arrival, enjoy the rest of your honeymoon, and enjoy the
video of our band (by the way, I’m officially the leader of the
new band). Now, as for me,” she said, looking at the group on her
right, where Lana was the center of attention, then the group on
the left where Hannah was in the middle of everything, “as usual,
I’m stuck between my two sisters trying to decide whose side I
should be on. Oh, well, I’ll probably have time to be on both,
bye. Love you again!” And with that the screen went blank.
*****


Laura had a tear in her eye as the musical video, which had
started automatically after the first video, came to an end. It
was basically the same disk the girls had used for their revenge
message, except that the scrolling messages had been removed and
more scenes that included all the family together had been added.
“They are so beautiful together,” Laura said.
“Do you mean the band, or those personal scenes they added
throughout the song?” Stan asked smiling.
“You sure have incredible kids.” Henry said, his cock near
exploding.
“Yeah,” Josie said, “Your girls especially look so tasty.”
“Yeah,” Stan agreed hungrily, “Triplet X Love Times 2’, they’ll
bring some heat to that high school I bet.”
“Sort of like we can bring to this bed,” Laura asked, pushing him
on his back and straddling his face with her pussy. Bending over
she caught Henry’s cock in her mouth and sucked happily as Josie
mounted Stan’s erect cock and began to ride him hard; soon they
were all once again lost in the throws of sexual ecstasy, though
the Andersons only real thoughts were, “It’s time to get back
home and complete our family connection.”


The End


The Story Continues In:

Triplet X Love Times 2
Book 2
Sex High