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 A novel

   Prologue

   In the last two decade, waves of rural immigrants from Fujian have come
to New York.  Tens of thousands arrived illegally, paying $30,000 or more
to organized gangs of smugglers -- known as snakeheads -- to buy their
chance at the American dream.  Chun Fon and his wife Liqin moved to United
States 16 years ago from their hometown in Fujian, a coastal province in
southeastern China.  They came with a two years old daughter Jewel but left
behind their 4-year-old son Momo with his grandparents.  Chun Fon was given
asylum on religious grounds, and that allowed his wife and daughter to
become a legal residents as well.

   In the beginning he and his wife worked as waiters in New York, slowly
learning the restaurant business.  After six years they opened a Chinese
restaurant in a town that prided itself for being two hours away from
everywhere Chun Fon was sure that the restaurant could give him and his
family the financial stability that eluded them in New York.  The time
proved him right in his assessment.  However, as the business flourished he
fell ill and died suddenly.  After his death Liqin was supposed to look
after the restaurant but she found it difficult to tackle it all alone.  It
was at that time that an European immigrant Art Martin started taking
interest in her.  Although he was a year or two younger than her but it
appeared that a marriage with him would solve many problems for Liqin.  She
married Art Martin.  This marriage made her forgot about her son altogether
for years.  It was after 16 long years she felt a desire to meet her long
forgotten son.  She contacted him and asked him to come to America.

   Momo had forgotten that he had a mother and a sister somewhere in the
world.  As soon as he learnt that he felt a strong desire to meet them but
at the same time it was hard for him to say goodbye to his grandparents who
were Father and Mother to him since he was 4.  Somehow he composed himself
and turned his thoughts to the new life he was going to live with his
America.  He had to face a step-father he never met but then his mother and
sister were like strangers to him too.  It was as if he were launching into
a new and exciting adventure, and he felt as if he had suddenly become a
man, ready to tackle life.  His real mother and a sister!  A new home.  A
new life!



   Chap 1

   Once Momo reached into the airport building, he spotted two dark-eyed
Chinese women pushing their way through the crowd and hurrying toward him.
As they came closer, he saw that one was teenage a girl, and the other a
mature woman-- she had to be his mother!  No one else could be so
beautiful! He ran towards her with outstretched arms and Liqin crushed him
to her bosom, hugging and kissing him, as tears of joy flooded her eyes. 
Each of them felt the supreme thrill of having a dream come true.  his
mother told him that his stepfather Art had been called away on business
but he would meet him soon.

   Jewel stood nearby, watching him.  Her own eyes were misty as she looked
at the brother she had never known.  She saw a light of joy in his eyes
that matched that in her mother's, and her heart swelled with happiness and
pride.  Her brother looked like her mother.  His hair was lighter, but he
had the same wide-spaced brown eyes, the prominent chin, and full lips.  He
was a handsome young man, Jewel thought.  She herself did not resemble her
mother to anywhere near the degree that Momo did.  Only her sensually full
mouth resembled that of her mother and brother.

   Liqin released her tight grip on Momo and tried to introduce him to his
sister, but the words were choked by her happiness.  But each knew who the
other was, and Jewel held out her arms to him, who hugged and kissed her
eagerly.  Tears welled again in her eyes, and utter happiness at seeing
both her children locked in one another's arms at last brought sobs of
delight to their mother's throat.  They finally broke the hug and she and
Jewel stood back, sizing Momo up, their faces glowing with affection.

   Strange thoughts were running through Liqin's mind.  She had not
expected Momo to be so manly and mature.  The thought suddenly flashed
across her mind that he would soon be married and she would lose him again!
But she pushed the thought from her mind.  He was here now, and they had
good years ahead of them.

   Soon Momo was sitting in a big and bright car along with his mother and
sister.  He was fascinated by what he saw as the car wound through the
suburbs and to the town where the family's house and restaurant were.  His
eyes grew wide at the affluence of the world he was now entering.

   As soon as he reached his new home his mother took him to the family
restuarant.  He was greeted by the working staff and a dinner was arranged
in his honor.  After eating he was led to his new home.

   "Jewel, take Momo upstairs and show him his room," Liqin said.

   Momo followed Jewel up the steps, noting the nicely shaped legs that his
sister displayed.  She was very x"nggăn (sexy), he thought as he found
himself wondering guiltily how her body would look naked.  At the head of
the stairs, Jewel turned left and pointed to a door and said, "That's my
room -- right next to yours.  And here's your room." She opened the door
and led him inside, taking his hand and squeezing it.  It was a big room,
with a large double bed and a dresser, a chest of drawers, a large
full-length mirror, shelves for books and knickknacks, and even his own
bathroom!

   "You'll like it, Momo," Jewel said enthusiastically.  "And in the
drawers you'll find all the things you'll need -- underwear, socks, jeans.
Mom wants to take you out and buy you some clothes and suits and stuff, as
soon as you're ready.  Oh, she did get you one sport jacket, and two
sweaters and some slacks -- look in the closet!"

   As he looked at the expensive clothes on the rack, Momo gulped and
turned to Jewel.  Her black eyes smiled happily back at him.  "Are Mom and
Dad rich now?" Momo gasped.

   "Yes" Jewel said and smiled.  Her smile made her little nose crinkle,
and Momo noticed that she had freckles on it, and on her forehead.  They
added a little-girl look to her, despite her fast-blossoming body.  His
eyes stole to her breasts.  They stood out proudly.  "Wash up and then come
on down and have something to eat.  Hope you like the room!" She closed the
door behind her, leaving Momo to look about him in grateful awe.

   He ran his fingers over the rich-looking paisley patterned wallpaper,
took another look at his new clothes in the closet, and then went into the
bathroom and washed his hands and face and combed his hair neatly.  He
wasn't sure whether or not he should put on fresh clothes, and he suddenly
felt almost lost in his new surroundings.

   Lying on his back on the bed, he stared into the future and wondered at
his great good fortune.  He had undressed and showered and put on a pair of
blue pajamas, and he was lying on top of the covers, just pondering his
strange life, when his mother knocked and entered the room.

   He scrambled up quickly, somewhat taken aback by her beauty and the
smell of her perfume.

   "Find everything you need, darling?" Liqin asked, her beautiful face
made even more so by her loving smile.

   "Oh, yes...  everything is so...  so clean and perfect," Momo replied.

   Liqin walked over to him and put her arms about him.  "I'm so thrilled
to have you home," she said, kissing him lightly on the cheek.  She stood
back a bit and looked at him.  "My, you're growing tall.  I'll have to
stand on tiptoes to kiss you, soon."

   Momo reddened as his eyes roved his mother's petite, shapely body.  She
had let down her long, dark hair, and the scent of her loveliness was
making his head reel.  He suddenly wanted to grab her in his arms, feel her
alive against his body, as he had in his dreams, but he fought down the
terrible urge.

   "I want to thank you so much, Mother," Momo muttered.  "I...  well, it's
like a dream come true."

   She hugged him quickly, and for a minute he felt her bàorǔ (busty
breasts) pressing warmly against his chest.  "Don't, Momo...  I'm the one
who is thankful...  I've loved and missed you so.  Now, you must be tired.
Goodnight, dear Momo." Liqin moved away and paused at the door to blow him
a kiss as she opened the door and left, closing it behind her.

   Momo slouched on the bed, unable to throw off the exotic effect his
mother's body had had on him.  He finally got under the covers, feeling
good as he felt the smooth, sweet-smelling sheets against his body.  He
turned off the bedside lamp and was just relaxing into a sleepy mood when
he suddenly heard a noise.  It sounded like a chair had fallen in the next
room and he listened breathlessly.  The source seemed to be the adjoining
room where Jewel slept.

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   Chap 2

   He put his ear against the wall that separated their rooms, an uneasy
panic forming as he wondered if something awful could be happening to his
newfound sister.  She might be hurt, and need help, or something.

   He pressed his ear still closer, and his hand beside his head suddenly
pierced the wallpaper, revealing a small hole that seemed to go through to
the other side of the wall.  The tiny hole was in the center of one of the
circular patterns, and hardly discernible.  Putting his eye to the hole,
Momo peered through and found himself looking directly into Jewel's
bedroom. Her light was on, and he could see her bed clearly.

   He watched, stared, and practically drooled as she took off her clothes.
She slowly unzipped her dress.  She zipped it half way down so that her
small but pert bosom was clearly visible.  She placed both hands on the
windowsill and leaned over giving him a perfect view.

   He continued to watch through the hole as she finally took off her
dress. Standing in her one-piece body shaper and white stockings, she
peeled the stockings off slowly and surely.

   Momo was rock hard now.  He ran over and quickly doused his light, and
started to get into bed, but his curiosity soon overcame his shock and he
went back to the hole in the wall and put his eye to it again.  She slipped
the straps of her body briefer off her shoulders and pulled down the front
freeing her small pear-shaped nǎinǎi (breasts).  He was ready to
cum.  He felt the shift in his gāowán (balls), the building of cum in
the base of his cock.  He stared slack-jawed as she stripped naked and
stretched in full view of the window.  Her nǎinǎi swung a little
against her midriff; her thick, curly brown pubes were like a target in the
center of her hips.

   The sight of his young sister standing nude in all her glory was too
much for him to bear.  To his surprise she went to her bed naked.  His
pretty sister lay writhing on her bed, one of her hands resting on the
sparse hair-covered mound between her slender widespread legs.  The other
hand rested on the small twin mounds of her creamy breasts, alternately
caressing first one rosy nipple, then the other.

   Momo watched as she reached between her legs and fingered her
yīndào (vagina).  She parted her pale pussy lips and dipped her finger
in.  She wiggled her big ass working her finger deeper into her pussy, and
then pulled it out.  From his angle, he couldn't see that she was playing
with her clit, but the rocking motion of her hips gave it away.  Her whole
body seemed to be responding to the lewd self-arousal.  One of her long
fingers was sunk inside the wet pink slit of her pussy, rubbing madly back
and forth over the nub of clitoral flesh that was the seat of her sexual
pleasure.  And, as her finger found and massaged the swollen bud, her lower
body writhed with increasing pleasure, her buttocks raising up after the
exploring finger as if it belonged to a stranger.  Her moans increased in
intensity, and her legs scissored even wider apart as her finger moved
lower and began worming its way knuckle by knuckle up into the tiny soft
passage of her virginal cunt.

   "Oh...  yesss oh...  God!" she gasped, as Momo kept his eye glued to the
peephole.  He could almost reach out and touch her, he thought excitedly.
My own sister!  Momo had never seen a girl without any clothes, and the
sight of Jewel's tender white flesh had an overwhelming effect on him.  His
mouth was opened as he sucked in huge gasps of air.  He had never felt so
electrified and thrilled in his life!  To think that a girl's body could be
so beautiful -- so exciting to the senses!

   Jewel was only eighteen, and yet she had the body of a woman.  Before,
when he had tried to envision what his sister looked like, he had never
thought of her this way playing with her breasts and her pussy the way he
played with his prick -- and moaning with delight.  The thought came to him
that she was only doing the same thing that he had been so berated for, but
in a female manner.  It shocked him, for he had never dreamed that a girl
would play with herself.

   Momo looked closely at the enticing mound between her legs and at the
damp opening where now two fingers were sawing in and out of the
soft-looking brown fuzz.  Suddenly he had a powerful desire to be in the
same room, to touch her there to find out how her pussy was shaped...  and
to feel for himself how different she felt from him down there!

   Jewel's face was distorted with ecstasy.  Her small pink tongue lolled
wetly about her lips as she moaned beneath her own touch.  Her two slender
fingers went even deeper into her hungering pussy and her movements became
more rapid as Momo watched her manipulate the soft wet fleshy folds of her
virgin cunt.

   Jewel groaned, "yesssss...  yesssssss..." Her buttocks were rotating
crazily on the bed now, her breathing audible to her eavesdropping brother,
her eyes glazed with lust.  Momo leaned forward and tried to tear his eyes
away from the illicit sight, but he couldn't.  He didn't want to see the
obscene spectacle of his sister playing with her pussy so lewdly, and he
didn't want to have the feelings that the sight inspired in him.  He was
fascinated by her body, yet repelled at the thought of what he was
thinking, while watching his own sister finger-fucking herself.  But he
understood her deep, overpowering pleasure, in a vague way, for he too felt
it when he masturbated.  And Jewel was obviously in great pleasure.  Momo
became suddenly aware that his own jībā (cock) was hard and erect
in his pajamas, and that he had been doing dăshǒuqiāng
(masturbation), without even being aware of it.  He just couldn't help
himself.  Thrusting his hand into his fly, he grasped the shaft of swollen
boy-flesh and began to move his hand up and down.  He almost forgot who
Jewel was, so exciting was the sight of her lush naked body.  He began to
work his hand faster to massage his jībā (cock) , as Jewel bucked
wildly and groaned.

   Her long silky hair flopped wildly about as she rolled her head from
side to side on the pillow.  She's so beautiful!  Momo thought, as he
pumped away at his burgeoning penis and let his eyes feast on the beautiful
young girl that was so revealed to him.

   He watched in fascination as Jewel's two fingers pushed deeper into her
freely seeping pussy, her free hand massaging the fleshy little bud that
was now hard and erect above the opening to her yīndào (vagina).  Her
body began to jerk violently, as if she had received an electric shock; her
legs opened and closed at a crazy tempo as her thighs quivered and her hips
rolled circularly on the mattress.  She gasped and groaned in pleasure as
her fingers scrounged hotly in the mysterious softness of her cunt, and as
she neared orgasm, her lips bared back and her teeth clenched tightly, as
if to cut off her screams of ecstasy.

   Momo was sweating, and he knew that he too had to have a climax soon or
he would faint.  The sight of Jewel in such lustful ecstasy was too much
for him.

   But even if Jewel had known her brother was watching, it wouldn't have
mattered.  She was beyond the point of control.  Her body jerked insanely
as her fingers flew in and out of her cunt, and Momo could hear her
anguished moans as she ended in a flurry of wildly uncoordinated movements,
then with a huge groan, she collapsed into a heap of quivering flesh.  The
incongruous vision of his mother, naked, flashed across the boy's
impressionable mind, and Momo spread his legs, rubbing his hand madly up
and down the length of his aching penile shaft, as he realized that if
Jewel looked like this, so must his mother.  He knew now that the beautiful
angel in his dreams had always been his mother -- but now, there were two
of them in his life.

   As the semen began to bubble up inside his testicles, demanding release,
he realized that it wasn't his hand that was causing the wonderful
excitement -- it was the idea of Jewel's buttery cunt as he ground his
bursting cock into it!  He kept his eye on the wet, wide-open pussy of his
sister as the boiling sperm spurted from his overcharged penis.  I could
fit into her cunt!  he thought crazily.  I could make her feel as good as
she made herself feel with her fingers!  He could just feel his young hard
cock entering her cunt, and the vision made him nearly topple over as gush
after violent gush of his cum shot from the tip of his cock.

   The blood was hammering in his head and he felt faint as the lewd dream
continued.  He was on top of his sister, pushing his cock into her
wonderful cunt, and Jewel was moaning with the pleasure of it...  begging
him to fuck her harder!  His whole body seemed afire.  His head was light.
He had never known such exquisite pleasure in his life!  As the last drops
of shèjīng (cum) dribbled from his spent cock, Momo fell to his knees,
too weak to move.  It was a long time before he managed to walk to the
bathroom and wash his sticky hand and cock, and then he splashed cold water
on his face.

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   Chap 3

   Liqin was the happiest woman in the world as she looked at her son
sitting across from her at the breakfast table, sipping at his orange
juice.

   "Sunny side up?" she asked Momo as she took eggs from a carton.

   "That's my favorite way," Momo replied.  He fidgeted nervously with his
napkin, feeling apprehensive about facing Jewel when she came down for
breakfast.  He could hardly believe that he had seen her acting so
lustfully last night, and he wondered how he could hide his guilt at having
spied, and at having masturbated while imagining he was fucking
(x"ngx'ngwéi) her.  Even now, he felt guilty about the way he could not
keep his eyes off his mother's enticing body.  She had a pair of tight
slacks on and a bright-colored blouse, and when she moved, he could see her
buttocks jiggle in a way that caused his cock to jump.  He tried to put her
out of his mind, but she was there, and she had a beautiful body -- as
beautiful as Jewel's, he imagined.

   He knew he shouldn't have peeped at Jewel last night, and that he
shouldn't be watching his mother's body now.  And he was becoming very
confused as his mind searched for some excuse for his uncontrollable
actions, for his ecstasy during masturbation because of his desire for his
sister...  and his mom!

   Liqin put his eggs on his plate and sat it before him, running her hand
through his sandy hair.  "Don't look so serious, Momo," she said with a
little laugh.  "If anything isn't right, please let me know.  You know this
is your home, too, now."

   He managed a weak smile.  "Nothing is wrong...  honest.  I guess I
didn't sleep too good...  it was all so new and different.  But I'll settle
down real quick."

   His mother sat across from him and sipped at a cup of coffee.  As he
ate, Momo wished that he could find the answer to his problem by simply
confiding in his mother, but he'd die before he would expose Jewel's lust
and his own shameful spying.  How could he face Jewel?  Maybe he was as
evil as grand Ma had said when she found him masturbating.  Maybe it had
been a mistake, coming home.

   "Good morning!" Jewel sang merrily from the doorway.  Her face glowed
and her brown eyes danced.  She walked over and kissed her mother on the
cheek, then came around the table and planted a warm kiss on Momo's cheek.

   "I'll fix my own eggs, Mom.  You chat with Momo."

   "Yes," Liqin said,

   Momo had blushed when Jewel had kissed him, but now he stared at her
open-mouthed.  Had he really seen her last night, or had it been a dream?
Was it really the same person?  She looked so sweet and pretty, nothing
like the wantonly moaning and writhing girl on the bed last night.  She
looked as if a lewd thought had never entered her mind.

   Momo suddenly felt like running and hiding.  He had never been so
confused.  He was here with his mother and sister, whom he loved and who he
knew loved him, but his mind was filled with obscene ideas.  He felt a need
to be punished for even entertaining such thoughts.  Maybe Grand Ma was
right.  Maybe he had played with his Jiba too much, and had gone crazy. 
Maybe, in his craziness, he had only imagined all those things last night!

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   Momo was almost asleep.  It had been a wonderful day.  They had walked
in the woods, then Liqin had taken them to the zoo in town, and they had
eaten lunch at a rustic old inn.  Then the three of them had played
badminton -- something entirely new to Momo, but he had enjoyed it
immensely.  Dinner at their own restaurant had been delicious, and after
watching TV for a couple of hours, he was ready for bed.  He had taken a
slow, relaxing bath, and his mother had called goodnight through the closed
door.  He'd been afraid she was coming into the bathroom and had covered
his penis with a washcloth, but Liqin had respected his privacy and told
him she knew he must be tired.

   Now, he was reliving the day in his mind.  He felt secure.  His mom and
sister had driven all his fears away with their love and thoughtfulness. 
He was home, where he belonged.  He was just dozing off when he heard the
now familiar "Oooohhh...  Lord...  it's so good..." and he sat bolt upright
in bed.  His heart began to pound, and the sound pierced his soul.  He
wondered if he were going through some monstrous, nightmarish ordeal that
he was destined to endure every night of his life.  Thoughts of the night
before flashed across his mind -- Jewel, naked, using her fingers to drive
herself to heights of lewd ecstasy -- and he saw the pinpoint of light that
came through the small hole in the wall.  He should have covered it, he
thought, but he had forgotten.  His mind had been too filled with the
cock-stirring sight on the other side of the wall.

   He tried to tell himself that tonight he wouldn't look...  it was dirty
and it was wrong.  His own sister!  But even while he was battling himself,
he began to climb out of bed.  The body in the next room had a fascination
that he could not overcome.  Time seemed to drag as he walked across his
room toward the peephole in the wall.  He just had to look at the obscene
acts.  In his mind and heart, there was no other choice.  Momo tried to
tell himself that he wouldn't be a part of this, but it didn't work.  The
magnetism of his sister's naked body was far too much for his immature
emotions to cope with.  Thoughts of the delicious night before dominated
his thinking as he heard the repeated moans and stared at the pinpoint of
light coming through the wall.  It was just too much for him to battle, and
he finally surrendered completely.

   He tried to ready himself for what he knew he would see, but when he
pressed his face against the wall and peered into his sister's room, he was
still shocked at the scene.

   Jewel was on the bed again, her legs spread open, as she had been the
night before, but now she had a hairbrush in her hands!  Momo couldn't
believe it.  He wondered what she could possibly do with a brush that was
exciting, but Jewel was quick to show him.  She grasped the brush by the
bristles and lowered the thick brown handle to the tight, pink slit between
her widespread legs.  Her lips moved hungrily -- her pink tongue circling
them, and her other hand went to her pussy, opening it wide with her
fingers so that she could run the smooth rosewood handle up and down along
her flowering pussy flesh.  Momo could see the handle as it pressed first
against her swollen clitoris, and her gasps made his cock begin to jerk
with desire.  Jewel strained her thigh muscles as she spread her legs even
wider to get more feeling from the sleek, caressing brush-handle, and as it
contacted her passion-flushed love-bud, she moaned aloud.

   "Oh, oh...  oh..." she cried, pulling the brush handle back and forth
along her glistening pussy, the motion increasing in rapidity as the heat
in her loins increased.  Momo could see perfectly the soft little
hair-lined opening of her cunt as the blunt tip of the brush moved up and
down over it, moving easily in the wetness of his sister's cuntal flesh
like a hard brown cock.

   Momo was surprised to hear himself groaning, and he felt hot all over.
Jewel was too much -- far too much!  Yet, he watched as she began to writhe
in naked joy, bucking her body upward to meet the pistoning brush handle,
her inner passion showing in the hot flush of her cheeks and breasts.  "Oh,
God...  I can't stand it!" She groaned as the knobby head of the brush
handle sank suddenly deep into her tight vaginal passage.

   Almost without realizing he was doing it, Momo began to stroke his hand
along his already hardened cock, and so hot had he become that he soon
started jerking it madly, unable to wait long for that wonderful thrill of
release that would come with ejaculation.  His eyes glazed with lust and
his breath came in gasps as his eyes riveted on the lewd view of his
sister's luscious pussy being violated so brutally by the brush handle.  In
seconds, he felt the sperm shoot from his bloated cock-head, and he sank to
his knees with a groan of lusty fulfillment, his whole body given over to
the overpowering sensation of orgasm.

   After that, watching his sister masturbate became a nightly ritual for
the young boy.  And each night, Jewel seemed to become more and more
aroused and more violent in her writhings as she masturbated herself,
sometimes with the hair-brush handle, sometimes with her fingers.  She
thrashed wildly about, exposing her lust-maddened pussy to her spying
brother.  And each time, she prolonged her session, and Momo rapidly
learned to masturbate to climax as many as three times nightly.  Sometimes,
after he had finished and had gotten into bed, he could hear her moaning in
pleasure, long into the night.

   But during the day, not a sign of the obscene nighttime acts ever
showed. The routine had become almost automatic for Momo.  He would take
his bath, kiss his mother goodnight, then lie in bed, waiting for the
sounds from Jewel's room to begin.  Then he would crawl to the wall and
press his eye to the small peephole, getting there quick enough sometimes
to watch her undress and spread her body on the bed, where she began to
lewdly tease and caress her breasts and then her cunt.  The firm white
moons of her buttocks bounced provocatively as she reared and bucked, while
her fingers plunged deep into her hot moist pussy.  Momo began to live for
the nights, when his secret world became a living dream of pleasant,
fulfilling lust.

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   Chap 4

   Then one night, he didn't hear the usual sounds from Jewel's room, and
he wondered what had happened.  Had she tired of the sex game?  He felt a
vague disappointment, but just as he was falling asleep, feeling somewhat
guilty at his own disappointment, he heard the sound of shuffling feet and
hoarse whispers, and it was coming from Jewel's room!  He sped to the wall
and applied his eye to the hole.  Bright moonlight lit Jewel's room from
the window, making the figures and shapes inside it appear as shadows.

   He peered closely, trying to identify the silhouettes.  It seemed to be
Jewel and a man.  But how had a man managed to get into her room?  Had he
come in through the window?  He watched the shadows as they stood close
together near her bed, and the whispers became more discernible.

   "You're so young and exciting," the man was saying in a husky tone.  He
cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lips.  Then his hands roved her
lovely, little-girl body in all its enticing nakedness.  Eagerly he
massaged her pert breasts and rubbed her curved buttocks, and Momo heard
his husky whisper: "You are so lovely...  so beautiful and sweet..." Momo
heard her expel her breath in a long sigh, and he thought he saw her body
shiver.  Then the man took her hand and put it on his huge, erect penis. 
Jewel held it for a moment, then began to stroke her hand up and down its
rigid length.

   Momo's mind was whirling.  What was happening?  His own body was
trembling with excitement as he watched his sister play with the cock of
the stranger in her room.  The man's hands were caressing every intimate
part of her body that he could reach, tweaking her nipples, then running a
finger down along her cunt and into the crack between her lovely
tight-mooned buttocks.  He made little movements with his hips so that his
cock (jiba) shoved deeper into Jewel's caressing hands, and at times, it
touched her bare belly.

   He kissed her opened mouth wetly, and Jewel moaned with lustful
pleasure. He bent and his lips went to her breast, and Momo heard him
sucking noisily at the nipple.  He nibbled at the rubbery nubs of taut
flesh until Jewel groaned in joyous pain.  She was becoming more excited
with each lewd move the man made, moving her hips now, pushing her body up
against the hardened shaft of flesh that stood out so boldly from the man's
hairy loins.  His hands circled her waist to grasp her buttocks, cupping
the mounds of flesh firmly and pulling her cunt in closer to his hungry
body.

   Then suddenly the man dropped to his knees before Momo's
eighteen-year-old sister, arms wrapped about her legs.  His mouth moved
hotly down over her curved little stomach, leaving a lewd wet trail, and
she shuddered visibly with the thrill it gave her.  She appeared to swoon
as his tongue probed the cavity of her navel, his teeth nibbling at her
yielding flesh, and as he moved his lips downward into the sparse pubic
hair that covered her youthful pussy, she gasped and moaned, loud enough
for Momo to hear.  She trembled as his hand went to the sensitive inner
thigh and onward to stroke the underside of her tightly rounded ass-cheeks.

   The man was gasping heavily, and his big hand was moving slowly toward
the desire-wet crevice between her legs.  She cried out "Ooooohhhh...!" as
two of his fingers slid slowly up into her cunt and began to move eagerly
inside her virginal slit.  His breath came in rasping gasps.  Jewel was
obviously on fire with emotion, her whole body moving as if by the force of
the hand inside her cunt, as if she were a musical instrument that was
being manipulated by a master.  She pushed down against the lewdly impaling
fingers, then rose upward on her toes, and almost in a faint, fell against
the man's shadowy kneeling figure.

   His voice was slurred with desire and lust as he muttered, "My hot
little baby bitch...  my sweet cunt!  Fuck up and down on my fingers... 
fuck my hand!"

   Momo's cock was hard as a rock as he pumped away at it almost without
thinking.  His lips were wet with saliva as he watched his sister skewering
up and down on the man's piercing fingers, and his young eyes were fogged
with lust.  He wished that he were in the other room with Jewel, and that
he were doing what that man was doing.  He knew he could do it, if he ever
got the chance, and please his sister as much as the strange man was doing.

   He watched as the man began to run his tongue along her naked flesh at
the juncture of her loins, removing his finger from inside her pussy and
used his fingers of both hands to spread the lips of her cunt.  His tongue
darted quickly inside, bringing wild gasps from Jewel's parted lips, and
she moaned in unbridled joy as he began twisting his nose and mouth in the
wetly sensitive flesh of her pussy.  He was mumbling, "I'm going to suck
you until you're dry!"

   "Oh, suck it good...  suck me...  suck me...!" Jewel mouthed obscenely,
straining to allow him maximum lewd access to her tormented cunt.  Momo
could hear the sucking noises as he gathered the nub of her clitoris in his
mouth, and his fingers probed the inner recesses of her cunt, bringing more
sighs and gasps from Jewel.

   She began to buck violently and she grasped his head in her hands.  She
cried, "I'm going to cum...  don't stop now...  I'm cumming...!"

   The man's head worked furiously back and forth between her trembling
legs as she steadied herself above him with her hands on his broad
shoulders.  As her moans grew higher in pitch, she revolved her hips and
writhed obscenely in the gloom, and then she suddenly yelled, "Now...!  Oh,
now...  I'm cumming...!" And she launched into a series of gyrations that
made her look like a puppet on a string, out of control.

   She collapsed suddenly into the man's arms and he caught her and laid
her gently on the bed.  Her body was limp and perspiring, and her breath
came in deep sighs.

   The man stood in the moonlight, staring at her heaving young body. 
"Now, wasn't that good, baby?" he asked in a whisper.

   "Oh...  wonderful...!" Jewel sighed ecstatically.

   Momo watched as the man took his huge cock in his hand, holding it out
suggestively.

   "I think that tonight, my sweet baby, we'll be able to get it all up
inside your sweet little pussy."

   "Oh..." Jewel sounded apprehensive, "...  it's so big..."

   "Last time, you had it almost all the way in.  Tonight, I think you're
ready to take it all," the shadowy figure said.  He bent over and kissed
her soft pubic mound, making Jewel gasp and shudder.  She felt vulnerable
and she wanted to feel him inside her.  He thrust his finger into the tiny
tight opening of her vagina, and again she gasped in pleasure.

   "You've been working on it," the man said.

   "With my fingers and the brush handle," Jewel said, almost proudly.

   "Then open those pretty legs wide!" the man said, pushing her thighs
apart as he climbed onto the bed.  He knelt up between her widespread legs,
and his large hands reached beneath her and cupped her rounded buttocks,
pulling her entire body toward the huge threatening shaft of his penis.

   Momo heard his sister gasp, "Oh...  it's so big..." as the blunt head of
the stranger's cock pushed at the lips of her pussy.  The man pulled her
upward, fitting his blood-inflated cock-head into her cunt with a sure
stroke and pushing it gently forward.  She gasped again, then sobbed in
joyous pain as the hard heavy rod of flesh went in deeper.  It was sunk
only halfway into her virginal cunt, but already her cries of pleasure were
becoming tinged with fear.

   "Say the words, sweetheart..." he commanded.

   "Fuck me, please!" Jewel said hesitantly as if to cover her naivete. 
"Fuck my bī (cunt) good..."

   He pushed his huge cock a little deeper into her spread-lipped pussy,
and she gasped loudly.  "Oh, oh no, wait...  you're going to split me in
two!" Jewel gasped.  "I can't take it all!  I'm not ready yet!"

   But the man continued to push steadily into her cunt, saying nothing,
pulling her tender loins up on his murderous shaft with his hands under her
buttocks.  Jewel gasped and moaned and gave one sharp cry, but after that,
she seemed to relax and lose her fears, and she managed to arch her body to
accommodate even more of his huge penile weapon.  Her moans were once again
suffused with the joy of sensual pleasure, and she began to whisper more
loudly, saying, "Fuck me...  put your cock deep in my pussy.  You sucked me
so good...  now fuck me even better...  please fuck me!"

   And watching on the other side of the bedroom wall, Momo could hardly
contain himself.  He wanted to rush into the room and push the man away. 
His hand pumped away at his own lust-stiffened cock, his face twisted with
passion.  Moans of ecstasy came from his lips, and he mumbled wildly,
"Ooohhh, Jewel...  I want you...  I want it to be me!"

   He heard Jewel groan again as the strange man lunged into her recklessly
now, his cock surging deep into her nakedly open cunt.  She cried out
suddenly in pain as he penetrated to the hilt, but the sob soon changed
again into a moan of joy.  Her tight, elastic pussy was filled to the brim
with his cock, stretched to its utmost capacity, and she gave her whole
being over to the pleasure he was giving her.

   She said aloud, in a husky voice, "Oh...  fuck me, do it to me, plow
me...  fuck me deep...!" Her ankles and heels kicked wildly, digging into
his muscular back, and she began to make little animal-like sounds of
uncontrollable bliss.

   In the course of her obscene moanings and writhings with the man he
couldn't identify, Momo masturbated himself to orgasm three times.  Finally
he slid to the floor, exhausted, yet strangely excited.  The couple still
tossed on the bed in the room next door, but they were quiet now, kissing
and caressing each other's body lovingly.  Momo's cock felt raw, and yet he
still wanted more of the wonderful sensation of orgasm.

   His eyes hurt from straining to make out the shadowy figures in Jewel's
room, and his body felt weak and slick with the sticky perspiration of his
passion.  His thoughts were in a whirl.  He could still hear the lewd
sounds coming from his sister's bedroom, and he wondered if he would ever
be able to make love to a woman like that.  He had lost all confidence as
he had watched the man bring Jewel to heights of sexual joy that he had not
even dreamed of.  Could he ever learn how to give that ecstasy to any
woman? How long would he have to wait to become a skillful lover like the
shadowy man in the next room?

   Momo heard Jewel cry out, "I'm cumming...  oh, God...  it's so good...!"
and he rose and put his eye to the small peephole once again.  He saw the
couple in the throes of climactic ecstasy, Jewel pulling the man's body
closer to her with each lunge he made between her wide-split thighs.  Her
head rolled wildly from side to side, as the thick cock dug deeper and
deeper into her cunt, like a rampaging torpedo.  And when the man tensed
and began ejaculating into her steaming pussy, Jewel moaned and increased
her own bucking motions, groaning, "I'm cumming more...  I'm cumming
again...  oh, God...  I'm cumming...!"

   As the glow of a violent orgasm spread through her flesh, she suddenly
sank back, her child's body completely satiated and utterly exhausted.  She
was drained of all feeling, and her legs unwound limply from around her
older lover's back.

   "Thank you, my darling," Momo heard her groan.

   Momo turned from the wall and walked to his bed.  His world was blue and
empty.  He could never hope to satisfy a woman enough to have her thank
him, he knew.

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   Chap 5

   When Momo awoke the next morning, his entire body seemed to ache.  He
had never had such intense orgasms as he'd had the night before, and they
had left him almost as drained of energy as he suspected Jewel was.  He
felt as if he could sleep until midnight, but his half-snooze was
interrupted by his mother's knock on the door and her voice saying
brightly, "I have a surprise, Momo.  Will you be down soon?"

   He mumbled agreement and dragged out of his warm bed.  He went into the
bathroom and looked at his hollow eyes and tangled hair.  He surely had not
been getting the proper amount of sleep of late, what with his nightly
vigil at the peephole and his excessive masturbation.  He hoped his mother
wouldn't notice the dark circles and the haggard look he had developed. 
Way back in China his Grand Ma had warned that this would be one of the
sure signs if he continued on his sinful path of masturbation.

   He splashed cold water on his face, hoping the puffiness would magically
disappear, but it didn't.  He dreaded going downstairs and facing Jewel. 
He just couldn't have an idle conversation with his gorgeous petite sister
and act as if he hadn't seen her actually fuck a man the night before!  It
had been bad enough when he'd watched her while she was alone but now... 
she'd been with a man!

   He walked down the stairs slowly, listening to the voices that came from
the dining room.  Someone special must be there, he surmised, for they
always had breakfast in the kitchen.  He walked into the dining room and
found a stranger sitting at the end of the long dining table.

   Momo looked him over carefully.  He felt, somehow, that he knew the man.
He suddenly knew that the man must be his stepfather, Art, and he blushed
and mumbled a gruff hello as he took his seat opposite the man.

   "Momo, darling...  this is your father...  Art," Liqin said, beaming at
her husband and her son, her eyes bright with pride in both of them.

   Momo's blood seemed to be frozen.  He couldn't find any words.  How a
boy born in china of Chinese parents could call a white man born in America
his father?  He had a strange feeling of resentment toward the man, and he
couldn't fathom his feelings.  He kept his eyes on his plate as the small,
elderly woman who served as cook and housekeeper served him toast and eggs
and jelly.

   The rest of the family launched into a flurry of talk, but Momo's mind
was too confused to absorb any of it.  He was deeply buried in his own
thoughts.  They were strange...  for the first time, he realized that here
was the man who made love to his mother...  sexual love, as the man had
given to his sister Jewel the night before.  It was a sickening and
frightening thought, now that he had observed all the intimate details!

   Art grinned broadly at his Chinese son over his coffee and said
heartily, "Welcome to America!" Momo was embarrassed as all eyes turned to
him, and he blushed even deeper.  He glanced at the handsome face of Art
and wanted to like him, but found only resentment in his heart instead. 
But he managed to mumble his thanks, and went back to dawdling with his
eggs.  The image of this evil looking man with his Goddess-like mother,
doing the things to her that he now knew men and women did, offended Momo.
It wasn't right.  he shivered as he thought about Art fucking his mom.  He
tried not to picture his mother in the obscene positions Jewel had assumed
the night before, but he couldn't block the image.  His fury and resentment
grew until he feared he couldn't contain it much longer.

   Glancing covertly at Jewel, he caught her giving him a curious look.  He
felt a sudden, unaccountable dislike of her, too, because she had instilled
the new image of his beloved mother in his mind...  the image of a sexy,
wanton bitch.

   Before, it was so easy.  His mother was a Goddess, a perfect creature.
Now, it would never be the same in the young man's troubled mind.  Not only
his ideas about his mother had been twisted, but because of that, also his
ideas about everyone and everything.  He wondered if the meal would ever
end.  It seemed as if he had been sitting there in a fishbowl, for weeks.
He saw Art reach out and squeeze his mother's hand gently, and the gesture
sent a stab of anger through Momo's heart.  He just couldn't sit and watch
them any longer, eyeing one another with lust and love.  His mother
actually glowed, and her happiness was obvious whenever she looked at Art.

   And even Jewel seemed radiant.  It was like a plot against him --
everyone so happy and he so miserable.  He suddenly threw his eating sticks
onto his plate with a clatter and pushed back his chair hastily, leaping up
and actually running from the room.  He had to get out of the house and the
horrible scene at the dining room table!  In a flash he was through the
house and out the back door, where he could no longer hear them calling to
him.

   He looked at the peaceful garden and then ran toward a giant oak tree at
the back of the property.  On the far side of it, he dropped to the grass,
where he could not be seen from the house, and began to sob -- great,
racking sobs of despair.  He wanted to kill Art!  He hated the man who
touched his mother so intimately, and he hated the look in her eyes when
she looked at her husband.  He wanted to run, but he didn't know where.

   Lying on his stomach, his head buried in his hands, the distraught Momo
cried softly as he realized there was no way out of this trap he had
wandered into.  He jerked involuntarily at the light touch on his arm and
looked up through his tears to see his sister's pretty face, her soft brown
eyes staring straight into his.

   "Just leave me alone..." Momo said gruffly.

   She sat down beside him on the grass.  "Please...  what have we done? 
Please don't act like this," she pleaded.

   He buried his face in his hands, saying nothing.

   "Momo, you mustn't be jealous.  There's nothing to be jealous of. 
You're home now.  Really part of us."

   There was a long silence during which the young girl searched for words
that would correct a misunderstanding.  Then she said gently, "Can I tell
you something, Momo?  Have you looked closely at the wallpaper in your
room?"

   Jewel asked the question coyly, almost apprehensively.  She had asked
him that the first day...  about how he liked the room, the wallpaper, and
all!  He lifted his head and wiped away the tears, peering at his sister in
bewilderment.  Jewel was leaning toward him now, her face very close to
his. She went on, "You found the hole in the wall, didn't you?  I know you
did.  I could tell by your face the next day.  I made a lot of noise on
purpose...  I wanted you to find it."

   "You mean..." Momo stared at her in disbelief, "you...  you...  I don't
understand..."

   Jewel smiled knowingly.  "It won't be for long, Momo." She stood up, and
he caught a flash of her white panties beneath her miniskirt.  He was
fascinated by her long, girlish legs and the enticing panty crotch band up
between her thighs.  Jewel knew she had his attention now.

   "Wait for me in your room tonight, Momo...  and you'll soon know
everything I know...  I want to teach you!" She slowly walked away, and his
eyes were riveted on her undulating buttocks and her smooth, attractive
calves as she left.  But she stopped a few yards away and said soberly,
"Mother is very hurt and upset.  Come on in and tell her that everything is
all right.  And...  remember tonight...  be waiting!" Jewel walked up to
the back door and disappeared inside.

   Momo looked stunned.  It couldn't be happening this fast.  He took out a
rumpled kleenex and dried his tears, then blew his nose.  He suddenly felt
grown up...  like a man!  He was already shaping the apology he would give
his mother, and he wanted it to sound sincere.  He sat still for a time,
waiting for his hard cock to soften, so no one would notice, and after five
minutes, he rose and went into the house.

   It went easier than Momo had thought it would.  Both Art and his mother
were gracious and understanding when he explained that he had just become
suddenly overwhelmed at his good fortune, and had felt almost embarrassed
to accept this new life from total strangers.

   Jewel and Liqin went shopping, and Art asked Momo to take a ride into
the country with him, to get better acquainted.  He had explained his
interests, discussed the restaurant business, and he seemed genuinely
interested in hearing what had happened to Momo both before and after he
had come "home".  Momo began to feel that Art was perhaps not as bad as he
thought, but he still couldn't feel close to him, as he surmised a son
ought to feel about his Step-father.

   "We won't push it, Momo," Art said.  "Let it just grow on us.  It will
take time for both of us to adjust, but I want you to know, I am happy that
you're here with us.  Your mother has never been this happy, and I want it
to become even better...  for all of us."

   He drove quietly, then finally said, "I love your mother more than
anything on earth.  And anything she loves or that belongs to her is part
of me, too, and my love.  I hope you'll give us...  you and me...  a
chance."

   Momo nodded meekly, trying to put the strange dislike of Art from his
mind.  But his mind kept wandering back to the sight of Jewel's face when
she'd found him behind the tree and promised to be in his room that night.
He envisions again and again, the sight of her pussy hairs poking out of
her panties, and he remembered vividly how his cock had caught fire at the
sight.  He could hardly wait for the night to come.

   Art let Momo off and he drove to the garage at the rear of the house. 
Momo went into the house, and not seeing Jewel or his mother, raced up the
stairs to his room.  He seemed to be always running these days, he thought.
Everything seemed to be happening so quickly.  He flung open his bedroom
door and for some strange reason, ran to the hole in the wall, hoping
frantically that maybe Jewel was in her room.  But there was no sign of
her. Momo signed and wondered how he would ever pass the time until
tonight. Still an hour until dinner and then a few hours after that before
anyone went to bed.  He got out some books and halfheartedly began to
study, but it was impossible to concentrate.  All he could see was his
tight-breasted sister, lying naked on her bed, her legs spread wide... 
pulling her unknown lover's cock deeper, deeper into her narrow young
pussy.

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   Chap 6

   It had been difficult at dinner.  He had been unable to look Jewel in
the face, and it became almost impossible to meet his mother's loving gaze.
He feared that she, like Grand ma, would be able to read the lewd thoughts
on his mind.  Art and his mother went out of their way to include him in
the conversation and make him feel wanted, and at ease, but he hadn't been
able to respond.  Jewel avoided looking directly at him, though she was
polite and solicitous, and Momo began to feel like a pampered, idiot child.

   Now, he lay under the covers feeling a growing anxiety about what the
night would or would not bring.  He wanted to be with Jewel -- here, or in
her room.  He had been in this state since he arrived, he knew, and now, he
felt his body actually trembling with emotion.  What if she didn't come? 
And -- what if she did?  He felt hot and threw the covers aside.  The
beautiful sister he'd just met had seemed so far beyond his reach, and now,
she was promising the most important thing that would ever happen to him in
his whole life!

   He heard sounds in her room, and he held his breath.  What was she
doing? Undressing?  He saw the familiar pinpoint of light from the tiny
peephole in the wall, but he was too nervous to get up and look, now that
he knew that Jewel had been aware that he watched her constantly.

   He heard the sound of Jewel's door open and close, and his heart leaped.
Then his own door opened and shut quietly, and he knew that Jewel was in
the room with him!  He could hear the rustle of her body as she approached
his bed, and his heart pounded wildly.  He became aware of a shape standing
beside his bed, and he let his pent-up emotions release themselves in a
gasp.

   "Jewel!" he croaked hoarsely.

   She stood beside him, her pale face and hair the only discernible part
of her.  Her nightgown was dark and blended into the black background,
seeming to be made of some diaphanous material that Momo couldn't identify.

   "Hello..." Momo gulped, not knowing what else to say.

   "Shouldn't I sit down...  or something?" Jewel asked breathlessly.  She
was frightening in her cool maturity, and Momo went on the defensive. 
"Yes...  yes...  sit down..." he mumbled, scrambling to one side to make
room for her on the bed.  Jewel sat beside him and he could feel her brown
eyes boring into his in the dimness.

   "Don't be so...  shy," Jewel said.  "Isn't this better than watching me
through the peephole?"

   She startled Momo with her boldness.  He didn't want to talk about all
those nights of torment when he had spied on her.  Almost as if she were
reading his thoughts, Jewel went on, "Don't be bashful.  We can talk about
it.  We have no reason to be ashamed about anything!"

   She bent over, and he felt her face close to his as her breath came hot
against his cheek.  The scent of her body was overpowering him, leaving him
without any resistance, and he felt his stiffening cock pushing against the
fly of his pajamas.

   Jewel felt for her nervous brother's face and planted a warm, wet kiss
on his lips.  Her own lips parted and her tongue slid inside his mouth,
sending flames of pubescent passion streaking through his body.

   "I guess we might as well start from the beginning," she said softly. 
"You do have a lot to learn."

   She was sucking on his tongue, as if to draw him inside out, and he
squeezed his cock harshly in his hand.  Finally, Jewel withdrew her tongue,
gasping, "My dearest brother...  my beloved brother...  I'm so glad you've
come to be with us...  I want to show you...  teach you everything...! 
There can't be any holding back between us.  We have no walls to keep us
apart.  We've got to love each other like no one else ever did...  I want
to be yours completely...  and you must be mine ..."

   Momo's head was reeling madly as he tried to absorb the meaning of her
words.  It was incredible!  She was offering her body to him, in all the
ways the shadowy stranger had had her!

   She began to strip off her dark swishy nightgown as she continued to
speak.  "It's not wrong to love like this, Momo...  it will be so sweet. 
You're mine...  my own...  there is nothing we shouldn't give each other...
nothing!"

   She was naked now, and she smiled in the darkness.  "What would you like
first Momo darling...  my breasts?" She pulled his hand out from beneath
the covers, and by placing it on her pert, taut-nippled breast, sent wild
shivers of desire racing through her sibling's body.  Her hand was smooth
and cool on his sweaty one, and his fingers automatically sought one of her
tight little nipples, rolling it between his fingers, and bringing a gasp
of pure joy from her lips.

   "Yesss...  that's right, Momo..." she hissed, "twist it, rub it...  play
with it...  and with the other one..." She threw her head back, enjoying
the feel of his hand on her young breasts, and Momo went from one to the
other, tweaking, massaging, exploring, savoring the thrill of the first
touch of a woman's breast in his hand!

   "Oh, Momo...  baby..." Jewel gasped as her whole body began to glow with
lust.

   "It feels so...  so wonderful..." Momo mumbled.

   He was bursting with desire and tension.  Now that the dream-moment he
had prayed for had come, he was frightened that he would not be man enough
to take care of his sister as she wanted.  He moved his other hand and
closed both of them hungrily over her breasts, toying joyously with the
soft mounds of flesh and the hard, girlish nipples.  His own passions rose
to a point where he feared he might cum without her even touching his cock!

   Suddenly, though, Momo felt a pang of guilt.  He was evil.  It was
wrong, like grandma said, no matter what Jewel thought.

   "This is bad..." he mumbled, while not taking his hands from her nakedly
pulsing breasts.

   "No!  No!  It is wonderful and right and natural!" Jewel protested
vehemently.  "You do love me, don't you, Momo?  And you know I love you. 
How can love be wrong?" Her face came close to his and she kissed him
passionately again.

   "Oh, yes...  I do love you, Jewel...  I love you so much..." Momo
gasped, fighting a battle with his lust and his guilt.  He could not stop
his hands, and one of them stole down to the soft, hair-covered mound
between her legs and he slid a finger inside the damp hot lips of her cunt!
He could never have imagined the thrill that swept over his body as he felt
the tiny nub of pulsating flesh inside her baby-girl slit, and he groaned
as it danced beneath his probing touch.  He almost fainted from the wealth
of passion that was taking over his entire body.  Yet he felt also as if he
were wallowing about in a tender, but sinful trap!

   Something had to happen, he knew.  He couldn't bear this torment much
longer, and he felt Jewel's passions rising to an explosive point.  She
suddenly murmured, "Oh, darling Momo...  let me take your pajamas off...  I
want to touch you all over...  to feel you...  this is driving me
insane..."

   She rose quickly and turned on a dim light on the bedside stand, and
then returned to let him feast his eyes on her nakedly beautiful young
body, so eager and ready to please him.  She threw back the covers and
began to unbutton his pajama tops.  He sat up so she could take them off,
and then she pulled his pajama bottoms off and tossed them to the floor. 
Her eyes widened as she saw his hard, erect cock, and she licked her lips
hungrily.

   Momo's eyes were riveted on her pubic area.  The few sparse strands of
her cuntal hair did not quite cover the narrow slit of her pussy, and the
soft folds of wet pink flesh that were visible hypnotized him.  She stood
tall, her red-nippled breasts thrust out proudly, and as she saw his eyes
fastened on her cunt, she smiled and ran her hands lewdly down between her
thighs.  His lips were dry and his breath came in gasps at the delicious
sight of his sister's naked body.  She was much more wonderful than he had
imagined from seeing her through the peephole.  He couldn't tear his eyes
away from the soft pale triangle of her womanhood, and she smiled at his
tense position on the bed.

   "You're blushing, Momo," she giggled.  "As if you'd never seen a girl
before." She posed momentarily, moving so he could see her delicately
curved buttocks.  "Like me, Momo?"

   "You're beautiful..." he gasped in awed tones.

   "Can I get in bed with you?" Jewel asked coyly.

   He gulped and moved over to make room for her, and she climbed in, lying
motionless there with him for a long moment, only their combined heavy
breathing breaking the stillness.  Finally, Jewel reached over and took his
hand and placed it on her flat stomach, just above the "vee" of her thighs.
Momo was almost paralyzed with fear and desire.  He wanted to touch her...
to smell her exciting body scent...  yet he wanted to get up and run, and
never stop!  He wished he were a little boy again, too young to understand
the things that were happening to him.  Her small white belly was rising
and falling rapidly beneath his hand, but he couldn't move it either way.

   "Shall we...  turn off the light?" he asked awkwardly.

   Jewel giggled softly and reached over to turn it off.  "I guess it takes
time to get used to..." she said gently, "I remember my first time..."

   Momo wanted to hear the rest, but she returned to his bed and this time,
she lay closer to him.  His hand went involuntarily to her smooth warm
belly, so that his fingers were brushing the soft hair that surrounded her
pussy.  His sense of guilt was fading quickly now, as his mind tried to
accept Jewel's philosophy, that there was nothing shameful or wrong with
the love they would soon share.

   He felt her hand steal straight down from his hairless chest until her
fingers closed maddeningly over his aching cock!  He shuddered with joy at
her intimate touch, and she began to stroke her hand gently up and down
sending stabs of painful delight through his entire body.

   "Jewel...  oh Jewel," he cried out.  "I want more..."

   "You'll get it, dear, you will..." she cooed.  "You've got such a nice
hard penis...  "

   His hand sneaked impatiently to the sparse-haired slit of her pussy, and
without a moment's hesitation, his middle finger slid up inside the tight,
flexible channel of sex, while his thumb probed for the fleshy little
button of her clitoris that he'd watched her rub so vigorously in her solo
performances at night.  It's really happening!  Momo thought.  Man, oh
man...  it's happening at last!  He wallowed in the lustful sensation that
swept over him as he felt her soft wet cuntal walls close hotly around his
skewering finger.  There were still the twinges of conscience that told him
he shouldn't be doing such a terrible thing, but at the same time he felt
good, like a man, like the man who had fucked his sister the night before.

   "Oh...  Momo," Jewel gasped, "keep touching me there...  push it... 
pinch it...  move it...!"

   She was writhing about as she continued to stroke his cock with her
hands, and Momo obeyed, savagely tormenting the yielding pleasure-bud and
feeling a sense of masculine power as he felt her responses, and heard her
gasps of pleasure.

   "Oh...  play with my breasts, too..." Jewel groaned.  He moved one hand
to her breast, alternately tweaking one nipple and then the other, feeling
more confident with every moan he drew from his sexy sibling.  They had
turned on their sides now, facing one another, and Jewel's hot breath on
his cheek and the womanly scent of her passion-flushed young body sent
flashes of unbearable pleasure coursing over Momo's inexperienced flesh. 
"Oh, yesssss..." Jewel hissed as his fingers circled the elusive bit of
clitoral flesh, slipping wetly up and down and all around it.

   "Oh, Jewel...  Jewel, harder...  faster..." Momo begged, and Jewel
instantly increased the tension of her grip on his boyish cock.  As she
slid the loose outer skin up and down more rapidly, a great swell of
happiness covered him, and he started to say, "Jewel...  I'm cum..." but
she stopped her movements abruptly.

   "No, baby...  no!" she said anxiously.  "Not yet.  It's too soon.  I
want to feel your cock inside my pussy.  Get on top of me, baby brother...
I want you to fuck me..."

   He almost froze at the intensity of her demand.  She was actually asking
him to do what the man had done to her last night...  him, Momo!

   "Do exactly what I tell you, my lover," Jewel said, her voice sounding
womanly and sure.  "First...  suck my titties.  Suck them hard, like a baby
sucks its mother's breasts...  use your tongue and your teeth...  but don't
hurt me..." She was gasping now and her voice was husky with desire.

   The word exploded in Momo's brain: MOTHER!  He felt as if he were in a
trance as he moved so he could place his lips around one of Jewel's tautly
enticing nipples.  He circled the tiny puckered bud with his tongue tip,
and then tried to push it back inside the voluptuous swell of her breast.
Gradually he drew a mouthful of soft teenage flesh into his mouth and
worried the spiky nipple with his tongue.  He let his teeth rake over the
tiny nubbin of flesh, and Jewel's groans of pleasure told him that he was
doing what she wanted him to.  He tried to remember doing this to his
mother, but he couldn't.  All he was aware of was Jewel's pleased moans and
the writhings of her aroused body, and his own growing ego at being able to
satisfy his sister's sexual needs.  He thought he would lose his mind.  He
wanted more and more of her.  He wished he could suck her whole sweet body
into his mouth.  He moved from one uptilted breast to the other, as Jewel
rolled and moaned and caressed his hair.

   "Suck me lower down, Momo darling..." Jewel gasped.  Momo felt
tormented. He wanted to make love to her like no other person ever had...
and in a crazy way, he felt it would blot out the haunting image of Art
making lewd love to his mother.

   His tongue slid down between her saliva-wet breasts and nestled into the
crevice of her navel.  The sweet scent of her pussy rose to meet his
nostrils, and he ground his tongue deep into the hollow in her belly. 
Jewel rolled her hips sensuously beneath his head, and Momo let his tongue
descend even farther, probing her soft brown pubic hair until he felt the
warm wet lips of her cunt.  He ran his tongue over the smooth hair-trimmed
slivers of flesh, feeling his cock throbbing and leaping with desire.  The
musky smell of her pussy was driving him wild.  He had never been so shaken
by an odor before.  It aroused a hunger in him that was more powerful than
any hunger he had ever known.

   "Oh, Momo..." Jewel groaned, "you're making me so hot, it's so good...
lower...  lower, put your tongue inside me."

   Momo swelled with pride at the knowledge that he was performing like a
man.  He knew that he was in control, and hearing his sister mouth the same
moans and sighs of passion as the strange man had elicited from her the
night before made the young man's heart swell with pride.  And he even had
a few ideas of his own about how to proceed.  He knew she needed to be
satisfied, but he remembered that earlier scene on her bed, when her
grown-up lover had put her off, causing her to boil over with desire,
before he satisfied her.

   Pulling his lust-smeared lips away from her cunt, he grasped his
bursting cock in his hand and moved close to her.  He began to shove the
round bloated head of his penis against her open thighs, close to the hot
slit that Jewel wanted him to tongue.

   "What are you doing?" the teenage girl gasped, genuinely surprised.  Her
eager brother didn't reply.  Instead, he began to rub harder against the
lips of her cunt, up and down, touching her anal crevice on the downswing
and her hotly swollen clitoris on the upswing, teasing her as he knew
instinctively she wanted him to tease her.

   He rolled over so that his desire-tensed body was atop hers, and he
forced her legs wide with his knees.  The tip of his penis was flush
against the passion-wet slit of her cunt, and as he let his weight down
upon her body, he felt the bloated head slide forward without resistance.
It sent a shock of lust through his young body, and Jewel gasped, "Momo..."
He was out of control now.  He had to get it inside her delicious cunt, all
the way...  all the way!  He pushed harder and felt his shaft pass inch by
inch through the tight elastic opening of her cuntal entrance hiding
beneath her soft brown pubic hair, and he wormed his hand down between
their heaving bodies and guided his cock so that it rubbed her
blood-engorged little clitoris as he sank slowly up into her quivering
white belly.

   God, but she's slippery inside!  Momo thought, wondering what made his
sister's inner cunt so wet and hot and easy to penetrate.

   Jewel moaned, "Ooooooh...  aplease, Momo...  please..." He knew that she
wanted him to shove his cock all the way in fast, just as she had wanted
her lover of the night before to do...  just as his mother wanted Art!  He
wondered where the sudden vision of Art fucking his mother (x"ngx'ngwéi)
had come from, but brushed it quickly aside.  His own need and desire was
too great to make room for anything else.  His fingers searched in the
burning flesh-folds her pussy slit and found her throbbing clitoris.  As
his thumb tormented the tiny pleasure bud, he shoved his cock harder into
her burning vagina, thrills of unknown delight sweeping over his body as he
felt her begin to roll her hips and spread her legs even wider to take more
of his penis into her needful cunt.  His head dropped to her neck and he
kissed her ear, sucking hungrily on the fleshy lobe.

   Jewel's hand sought out his disappearing cock (jiba), and she moved to
accommodate it as she guided it inside the hot channel so that it contacted
her clitoris fully before entering.  Momo instinctively began to move his
buttocks up and down, plunging as deep as he could between her widespread
thighs, and his lips moved to his sister's mouth and his tongue was sucked
hungrily inside.  A burning fire seemed to be flaming inside her body, and
Momo wanted it to consume him completely!  He felt her legs part even
wider, and she moved both hands to his buttocks, pulling him closer so that
his horny cock slid even deeper into the wetly grasping walls of her pussy.
He was conscious of the moist warm folds of flesh that surrounded his
throbbing shaft, and he groaned with a pleasure he had never known before.
This was what he had wanted for so long...  what he had waited for all his
life without knowing it.  Jewel was groaning in delight as his masterful
rod of flesh thrust to its fullest depth into her cunt, filling it with joy
with its red-hot rigidity.  She was straining upward to meet his eager
lunges, obviously in awe of the skill he seemed to have discovered.

   Momo needed no more instructions or urging from his sister.  He had come
into his own.  He knew instinctively what to do, and he let his animal
instincts rule.  He began to stroke rhythmically, his greedy cock striking
to the hilt in Jewel's cunt, his pelvis smacking against her open pussy
flesh with a lewd wet slurping sound as he drove in and out of her heavenly
cunt.

   She moved in rhythm with him, meeting his attack with her upthrust
pelvis, her legs held wide, her vagina desperately taking in every tiny bit
of his precious cock.  She called out in ecstasy, "Oh, Momo...  it's like
never before...  it's so wonderful...  so good..." Her fingernails raked
his back savagely as her passion reached a peak, and she seemed to be a
madwoman as she begged, "Don't stop...  gàn (do it)...  dăpào (fuck
me)....!"

   Momo felt a strange thing happening to him...  something beyond anything
that had ever pleased him before.  It was like a tidal wave that formed in
his loins and was sweeping over his whole body.  It was like when he
masturbated, but a million times more powerful.  His cock seemed out of
control now as it jerked and throbbed, and he felt a hot stream of semen
shooting into his sister's burning pussy slit, filling the burning cavern
of her belly.  And Momo felt as if his whole being were pouring out in wild
abandoned love for this girl whose body he now owned!

   "Aaaaaah...  oh, God...  Momo...  Momo..." Jewel cried, as her body
tossed wildly in the throes of her greatest orgasm.  As their passions
ebbed, and Jewel relaxed into a quivering, moaning heap of hot flesh, and
Momo's mouth closed over hers in a passionate kiss, he felt a great surge
of pride go through him.  At last, he was a somebody...  he was a man!

   <><><><>

   Chap 7

   Momo sat in the cool back seat of the fine car, not too close to his
sister, yet close enough to smell the wonderful scent of her body that he
recalled so vividly from the night before.  He felt at ease with Jewel now,
and in a vague way, superior.  It was as if he were suddenly the older
brother...  the man in command, and he smiled to himself as he looked at
his mother, seated beside Art in the front.  Liqin's shiny dark hair was
piled high on her head, giving her a youthful look, and Momo felt a glow of
pride as he looked at the two women in his life.  Both were beautiful,
exciting and desirable.  And he was now a man...  an equal.  He was no
longer an awkward boy who had to play with his cock in the secrecy of his
bedroom.  He had fulfilled his manhood, and now he even felt a kind of
camaraderie for Art, his stepfather.

   They were headed for the private club that Art had joined.  His mother
had prepared a delicious picnic lunch that rested in a large hamper on the
floor of the back seat.  It was a wonderful day...  a wonderful world! 
Dreams were coming true at a pace that dizzied Momo...  and yet, inside
him, there was still a vague emptiness...  a hunger that he couldn't
fathom...  an undefinable need that hadn't been fulfilled.

   Art was a well-built man, and he was careful to keep his body in tip-top
shape -- thus, the club.  It offered all the recreational facilities he and
his new family liked best, and which were good for their physical
well-being.  He was proud of his family, and even Momo seemed closer this
morning -- as if he had grown up overnight and accepted his role in the
family.

   When they reached the club's lake, Momo was a bit disappointed.  He had
anticipated a large crowd of merry people, but the place was almost
deserted.  The visible ones were far up the lake shore, and he couldn't
even tell if they were men or women.

   Liqin noticed her son's drooping mouth and asked what was wrong.

   He shrugged and muttered, "I guess I expected a lot of people to be
here."

   Liqin put her arms about him and hugged him.  "We're all we need, Momo,
darling.  I'd much rather be with you than anyone in the whole world."

   "I didn't mean that..." Momo said, frustrated.  "I mean...  well, so
would I rather be with you." He was experiencing a strangely familiar
sensation.  He was getting sexually excited as he felt the warm contours of
his mother's body pressed against him.

   "Look!" Jewel called, pointing to the small tent Art had already erected
on the grass.  He was busily making it secure, and he hollered gaily, "Our
home away from home!"

   "Come on, Jewel," Liqin said happily, "let's change into our swimsuits."
She turned to Momo and said, "Did you wear your swim trunks under your
pants?"

   Art was stripping down to his own swim trunks to reveal a strong,
muscular torso.  Momo's heart sank as he saw his stepfather's impressive
physique, but Jewel's mouth took on a sly smile and she squeezed her
brother's hand meaningfully.  "Wait until you see, Momo..." He wanted to
ask her what she meant, but she ran into the tent and the flap was dropped.

   Art came over to Momo and complimented him on his youthful but wiry
body. "Keep in shape, Momo.  That's important." Momo had never seen a man
as well built as his new dad, and his pleasure at Art's approval of him was
obvious.

   "Race you out to the big raft!" Art challenged.

   Suddenly feeling an inch tall again, Momo blurted out, "I can't swim."

   "No problem," Art said confidently.  "Time you learned.  I'll have you
in the Olympics inside a week!" His grin was contagious, and Momo smiled
back at him, feeling a strange confidence in this husky, masculine man.

   He went into the water with Art at his side, and by the time his sister
and mother emerged from the tent, he was already learning the simple crawl
stroke and the scissor kick, under Art's expert guidance.

   "Let's join the girls for a rest.  We'll come back in for lesson two
later.  You did just fine, Momo.  Just fine!" The praise sent Momo's
spirits soaring.  He was learning to like Art more and more with each
passing hour.

   As he waded out of the water, Momo's eyes opened wide.  His mother and
Jewel were wearing the briefest bathing suits he had ever seen!  He gulped,
unable to tear his eyes away from his mother's lovely, shapely...  and,
yes...  sexy body!  Her figure was as youthful as Jewel's, though her
breasts were fuller, and her pubic mound a bit more prominent.  Momo tried
to envision her body completely naked, and he did not find it too
difficult. She was an out-sized version of her fair-haired daughter...  but
even more alluring and more beautiful in a dark and handsome way.

   "What a pair of beautiful women!" Art said devilishly.

   "I feel positively wicked," Liqin protested without much fervor.

   "Wait until I take you to Europe, Liqin," Art said with a grin.  "On
lots of the beaches, they don't wear a thing!"

   "Art!" Liqin said chidingly.

   "A beautiful body is nothing to be ashamed of," Art said soberly.  "God
gave us our bodies.  We should take care of them and be good to them,
and... We should share them with others."

   He was deadly serious.  During the conversation, Momo's eyes had not
left his mother's near-naked body.  After last night, he knew how she would
look without that bathing suit.  The bikini was low-cut, black, and thin
enough to show the pucker of her nipples and the soft round outline of her
pussy.  As she pirouetted on the shore, he saw the glorious curve of her
buttocks and just a faint flash of dark pubic hair as her long legs moved.

   He felt dirty again -- evil.  But he remembered what Art had said.  His
mother had every right to be proud of that beautiful body -- all of it!  He
wondered if what he was feeling for her was love, or...  desire!  There was
nothing wrong in loving a person totally, Jewel had said, and he had begun
to believe it because he wanted to believe it.  He envisioned himself
making love to his mother as he had to Jewel the night before, and his head
spun at the thought.

   He lay down on one of the blankets, sunning himself, while Jewel and his
mother took a dip and Art took a walk along the lake's edge.  As he
observed the deep tan that covered most of Art's body, Momo determined that
he would spend many hours in the sun, browning to the healthy color his
stepfather had attained.  He felt pale and thin compared to Art, but he had
the comforting knowledge in his heart that he too was a man.

   The two women came out of the water, laughing, their skin glowing with
health and dripping with water.  His mother pulled off her bathing cap,
letting her dark curly hair blow free in the gentle breeze.  Momo saw that
the water made the swimsuit cling even tighter to his mother's skin, and
his eyes stared hungrily at her crotch.  The shadowy curls of her cunt hair
were visibly outlined against the light material, and her nipples were
pushing out against the flimsy brassiere.  Momo watched in fascination as
the two sexy women drew close, remembering with pride how many times Jewel
had cum the night before, calling his name, sucking his tongue until the
daylight had driven her back to her own bed.  Without realizing it, he had
gotten a semi-erection, and he drew his knees up in front of him to hide
his stiffening cock.  He had been envisioning his mother's body as he had
seen Jewel's, and he had felt it so strongly that it was almost as if it
had been his mom in his bed the night before.

   Liqin and Jewel sat down on the other blanket, and Art spotted them and
jogged back to join the group.  He kissed first his wife on the lips, then
his stepdaughter on the cheek.

   "We're lucky men, Momo," he smiled, "to have such beautiful women in the
family."

   "I know," Momo gulped, blushing without knowing why.

   The four of them lolled on the blanket, soaking up sunlight for a while,
and then took another short dip, and after toweling, they feasted on the
picnic lunch.  Unaccountably, though, Momo became restless, hoping the day
would soon end.  So they wouldn't burn, Art and Liqin had stretched out
inside the tent, and now both of them were asleep in each other's arms.

   Jewel reached over and took Momo's hand.  "They make a beautiful couple,
don't they?" she remarked idly.

   He hated to admit it, but had to agree with her.  He felt a twinge of
jealousy, but as he let his eyes rove over his sister's lovely body,
knowing it belonged to him whenever he wanted it, he brushed the feeling
aside.

   "Let's...  let's take a walk in the woods..." Momo said suddenly.  He
was hot, and the shade would be welcome.

   "Okay, lover," Jewel cooed.  "I know a nice spot yōuqī (secret
place)...  Come on." She rose and held out her hand.  She led him down a
worn path to a pleasant glade, and they sat down beneath a large tree that
hid them from the view of their parents or any passersby.

   "Don't be afraid..." Jewel said, moving close.  She took his face in her
hands and gave him a sweet, lingering kiss, her tongue playing gently with
his.  She excited him even more than she had the night before, for in the
daylight, he could see more of her shapely young body.  Even if it were
wrong, Momo knew he could never give up loving his sister...  all the way!

   "You're so beautiful, Jewel...  I love you so..." he mumbled.  Her hand
was over his loins and he could feel his cock leap at her touch.  She was
beginning to stroke his penis through the cloth of his swimming trunks.

   "You are the wonderful one.  Last night, you zuò'ài (made love to me) so
good...  so deep...  so hard.  I want you to fuck me again like that!  Will
you?"

   "Anything...  anything..." he gasped, becoming more and more aroused by
her obscene touch.

   "But today...  let's do something different!" Her hand stole into the
elastic band of his trunks and she grasped his naked cock in her warm hand,
stroking it lovingly up and down.

   "What would you think if I took it in my mouth and sucked it?" Jewel
asked with a devilish glint in her eyes.  "You've never had it sucked, have
you?  You can cum in my mouth...  fill it with your juice...  while Art and
Mother are just a few yards away...  wouldn't that make it exciting?"

   Momo had no time to reply, for she peeled down his trunks with a
sweeping movement and, grasping his rigid cock in her hand, engulfed it in
the wet warm cavern of her mouth.  His body writhed with a combination of
fear and pleasure sensations at the feel of her tongue playing with his
sensitive penis, and the sucking motion that she used to draw it deep into
her mouth was making him shake all over.

   Suddenly pulling her mouth away, Jewel pushed him down flat on his back
beneath the tree, and began to run her tongue over his small male nipples,
bringing him another new sensation that set his cock throbbing and bucking.
She moved slowly down his body, licking and tonguing him, until she came
again to his rock-hard cock.  Pulling the foreskin back, she tickled the
nerve-filled glans with the tip of her tongue, then slid her wet mouth over
it to take its entire length into her mouth.

   Momo began to move wildly.  He had never felt such burning, delightful
sensations before.  He was fascinated as he watched his desire-flushed cock
sliding in and out of his sister's tightly ovalled lips, and heard the lewd
slurping noises she made.  She knelt straddling his legs and took the base
of his cock in her hand, holding the shaft stiffly erect.  Then she began
to pump her head up and down so that each stroke of his cock went deep into
her throat!

   "Oh...  Jewel...  do it...  make me cum...  jīngyè NOW!" he
groaned.

   He watched his whole cock disappear into her mouth, and he tangled his
fingers in her soft hair and pushed her head down rhythmically, making
unintelligible sounds rise in her throat.

   He felt as if he were being sucked dry, and as the semen boiled within
his young inflated testicles, he knew that she would drain him of every
last drop.  She was sucking it hungrily now, making moaning noises of
sensual joy, and he pushed her head down with all his strength, feeling the
back of her throat with his blood-bloated cock-head.

   He rammed upward as she drove down, and he felt the sperm begin to rise.
He increased his bucking motions while Jewel continued to suck harder and
harder, and then he exploded into her mouth.  A hot stream of cum flooded
her mouth, and she swallowed it hungrily, never missing a stroke.  He
continued to push down on her head, and rear up so that his cock was
shooting deep into her hungering belly, until finally he collapsed onto his
back, utterly satiated, utterly unable to move!

   Jewel continued to suck and lick, cleaning up every last drop of his
cum, and at last she stopped and let his now-limp penis fall rom her
semen-wet lips.  She flattened her body beside his and his arm went around
her.  Kissing his neck and ears, then his mouth, she kept murmuring, "Oh,
Momo...  you're a man...  you're my man...  you're mine..."

   <><><><>

   Chap 8

   Momo lay in his warm bed with his arms behind his head, staring at the
ceiling.  He was deeply hurt and very troubled at the way Jewel had been
acting since that afternoon under the tree, almost a week ago.

   Oh sure, she had been polite, acting like any normal sister would to her
brother, except that she was hardly civil when he tried to speak to her
about anything besides passing dishes at the table.  He couldn't figure it
out.  She was the one who had suggested sucking his cock, and she had
seemed to enjoy it almost as much as he had.  But now, she was a
stranger... an unfathomable mystery.

   He had tried to talk to her when they were alone, but she would walk
away without a word.  And the night before, she had plugged up the hole
between their rooms, and he had not been able to look at her.

   But he had heard voices in her room, muffled and guarded, and he knew
that she was with her lover again.  He wanted badly to ask her who her
secret lover was, but he couldn't get close enough to her anymore, to
exchange confidences or even civilities.  He wondered often who the man was
who came to Jewel's bed so many nights, but he hadn't the vaguest idea. 
Probably someone she had met at school, he surmised.

   He was tired tonight, for he had been kept awake by the muffled voices
and the smothered moans and groans in the next room, and when he finally
fell asleep at dawn, it was a fitful, nightmarish sleep he fell into.  He
knew he had no right to be jealous, but it gnawed at his loins constantly.
Maybe she had just used him when her lover was away.  He didn't understand
it, but he did feel that it was worse than it had been before, for now he
had those memories of Jewel's wonderful lovemaking.

   And the next morning he began to feel that old guilt creeping back. 
Yet, all he had to do was to think about her and he got a demanding
erection.  He had had to masturbate night after night, as he envisioned
what she and her secret lover were doing.  She belonged to him and he to
her.  She had said it.  She felt it, he knew.  Why, then, was she doing
this to him?

   He washed and dried his face and combed his hair, then dressed gloomily,
feeling that he would never again make love to Jewel.

   He was glum at breakfast, and his sister did not appear until they were
all finished.  His mother was radiant in a soft pink dressing gown that Art
had bought for her, and she was lavish in her attentions to Momo, but it
didn't lift his spirits.

   "I overslept," Jewel said sheepishly, when she finally made an
appearance.

   You hardly slept two hours!  Momo thought angrily.

   When they had all nearly finished, Art folded his napkin and placed it
beside his plate.  He smiled mysteriously and said, "Now that we're all
here, I want to propose something." He looked from Momo to Jewel and said,
"School will be starting next week, but...  instead of starting school, how
would it be if we all took a vacation until the 1st of November?  Then, you
will be taught by a tutor here at home, four days each week!"

   Momo and Jewel exchanged glances and their eyes widened in joy.  Jewel
began to jump up and down in her chair, and Momo grinned broadly.  Liqin
looked happily surprised and she said brightly, "Art, that's wonderful. 
The youngsters should learn even more from a private teacher...  and we'll
have all that wonderful time together!"

   <><><><>

   A half hour later, Momo was wandering aimlessly about the house.  His
mother and Art had gone to their room and Jewel had just disappeared.  He
felt lonely.  He was about to go to his room and feel sorry for himself
when he felt a hand on his arm and heard Jewel's hushed voice saying
seductively, "It's time for another lesson, Momo."

   Momo looked into her wide brown eyes, instantly happy that she had
broken the icy barrier she had set up between them for so long.

   "Be quiet, darling," Jewel cautioned as she took his hand and led him up
the stairs.  Momo was overwhelmed with x"ngyù (sexual desire) for her.  But
when she reached the top of the stairs, Jewel turned right instead of left
-- toward the room where Art and Liqin slept!

   "We...  can't go in there..." Momo gasped.

   "Just trust me..." Jewel said in a mysterious tone.

   She pulled him down the hall until they came to the room which Momo
guessed must be Art and his mother's.  Jewel stopped and slowly tried the
doorknob.  She entered the room on tiptoe, motioning Momo to follow.  He
saw that it was a dressing room they had entered and he saw a heavy curtain
that concealed the bedroom beyond.  They could hear voices coming from
beyond the curtain.

   Momo was almost holding his breath with excitement and vague fear. 
Jewel was going to spy on his mother and Art!  She moved softly toward the
curtain and parted it a bit.  Then she got down on the floor, motioning him
to do likewise.  There was less chance of being seen if anyone looked
toward the curtain, he realized.

   Momo heard his mother saying, "It will be wonderful to have the kids
with us this fall." She was seated before a large mirror, brushing her
curly dark hair, and Art stood behind her, his strong hands on his wife's
shoulders as he watched her in the mirror with shining eyes.

   "It will work out fine, honey," he replied.  "I think that Momo is
getting to be part of the family, even though there are days he seems to be
lost or confused.  It will be good for all of us to spend more time
together."

   Liqin still worried a little about Momo's strange aloofness from her and
Art, but he was coming around, she admitted.

   "That's enough brushing for now, darling," Art said, pulling her back so
her head was against his body.  "More than a hundred, I'm sure."

   Art bent and kissed her neck, his hands cupping her breasts through the
diaphanous pink gown.  She loved it when he was like this...  gentle, yet
eager.  She rose and walked to the bed, and as she paused, Art began to
remove the gown from her body.  Momo gasped involuntarily as he saw the
creamy-white beauty of his mother's body revealed.  Her breasts were full
and round and tilted invitingly upward.  Her hips curved sensuously to form
a shadowy triangle of sex, the soft pubic hair covering her pussy in glossy
strands, and the parted pink lips of her cunt visible in flashes as she
moved.  Her legs were long and shapely, right down to her slender ankles
and feet!  And she stood as if in a trance, radiant as she saw the pride in
her husband's eyes as they swept over her naked body.

   "Come on, sweet, lie down!" Art said hoarsely.  Liqin obeyed, lying on
her back on the bed, her legs spread slightly.  "Spread your legs wider,
darling," Art commanded.  He dropped his robe and stood naked beside the
bed as she complied, revealing the pinkish wet folds of flesh inside her
pussy.

   Momo licked his lips and he felt perspiration forming on his brow.  His
own penis was stiff and hot, and his head was spinning again with that
familiar dizziness of desire.  He looked at his stepfather's thickly
displayed penis and was amazed.  It was long and hard, and now looked as
heavy as iron, big veins standing out on its sides.  He watched Art bend
down and roll Liqin over onto her stomach, mouth going to her full firm
buttocks, nibbling and sucking at them, and finally licking deep into the
crevice between as he parted her cheeks with his hands.

   Liqin let out a small cry as her husband's tongue invaded the tender
crevice of her buttocks, and she wondered how long it would be until she
would not consider this act obscene -- even though she liked it.  He had
done this just once before, and she wasn't used to any sort of anal
lovemaking or foreplay.  She wished Art would take her the regular way...
because she knew that this approach would lead to anal intercourse, and it
hurt!  But she loved him too much to ask him not to do it that way.

   Art had made such a point of telling her that no part of her body was
made for shame, nor was any part made not to be loved.  And she certainly
didn't want to be considered prudish or old-fashioned by this wonderful man
who had made her world beautiful once again.

   Art's outstretched middle finger was now probing her puckered anus.  "A
little wider, sweet one," he breathed hoarsely, looking down in hunger at
the tiny brown opening.

   Liqin spread her legs on the bed as wide as she could and felt Art's
finger push inside a little.  She couldn't quite smother a cry of sudden
pain, but as his thick finger sank farther in, she realized it wasn't
hurting half as much as it had at first.  She wanted to endure it -- for
him.  He pushed his finger in and out and Liqin wiggled about under the
unusually exciting sensation of his finger up her ass.  Just as she was
becoming accustomed to it, Art pushed a second finger into her anus, and
this time, Liqin did yelp in pain.

   <><><><>

   "What is he doing?" Momo whispered in agitation.  "He's hurting her!"

   "It only hurts a little, and for a minute...  I hear," Jewel whispered
back.  "After a while, it feels wonderful...  even better than the other
way."

   "Is he...  going to..." Momo gasped in fear, as Art positioned himself
between Liqin's open legs, his huge cock grasped in one hand as his fingers
continued to probe her rubbery little anus.

   "Fuck her in the ass?" Jewel finished calmly.  "Yes, I think he is..."

   His own beautiful mother!  Yet, Momo was awed because he didn't feel any
real resentment against Art!  It seemed different, now that he could see
what they did.  And, he sensed somehow that his mother liked this type
lovemaking.  Art was so confident, so sure of himself, that Momo had to
admire his stepfather.

   Momo felt a strong wave of impatience sweeping him.  He wanted to see
the act completed.

   "Oh, God...  I want to...!" The words slipped from his lips and he
looked guiltily over at Jewel.  She had heard, and she said soberly, "You
want to fuck mother, don't you?"

   The boy was too embarrassed to do anything except nod.

   "I don't wonder.  She's so beautiful.  I hope I'm as beautiful as she is
when I'm grown up."

   "You are already," Momo blurted in a loud whisper.  He couldn't take his
eyes from the lewd scene in the next room.  Art was now nudging the thickly
swollen head of his cock up into their mother's tiny anus, and as he
settled into a rhythmic thrusting motion that allowed his cock to disappear
completely into her rectum with each stroke, the two siblings lay side by
side on the dressing room floor, their eyes glued to the scene, saying
nothing, but running their hands lustfully over each other's body.

   <><><><>

   Art had pulled his wife up to her knees, so that the rounded hills of
her ass-flesh jutted out enticingly, allowing him clear entry to her anus.
"Say it, darling..." he begged.

   "I like you to fuck me in the ass, Art, darling..." she said obediently.

   His fingers played with the glistening slit of her pussy as he thrust in
and out of her wide-stretched nether entrance, and Liqin wriggled and
twisted, partly in enjoyment, and partly to ease the burning pain that his
dagger-like cock was inflicting inside her rectum.  She thought she would
die of shame if ever anyone found out that she allowed Art to do this, or
admit that in a strange lewd way, she actually enjoyed doing it.

   "Oh God...  it's so fucking tight!" Art exploded.

   She shook her dark head from side to side as he began lunging into her
hotly clenching rectum with increased force and speed.

   "Ahhhh...  ohhh...  Art...  Art..." Liqin ground out, as the pain turned
to pleasure and her body came alive with desire.  He was massaging her
wetly seeping cunt, with one extended middle finger thrusting thickly in
and out of her steaming vagina, while his buttocks bucked up and down
steadily, like a rutting stallion.

   <><><><>

   Jewel and Momo watched from the curtained doorway, entranced by the pure
lust they saw, and the exquisite pleasure that each was obviously feeling
from the anal intercourse.  Momo had slid his pants down, and now he
climbed atop his sister's back, letting his lust-stiffened cock rub into
the smooth hairless crack of her ass -- an area he had not yet explored. 
As they heard Liqin moan in delight, Momo asked, "You ever done it that
way?"

   "Not yet," Jewel gasped, feeling her brother's blood-hot penis playing
about near her own excited anus.  "But if you spit on your hand and rub it
on your prick...  maybe you can pretend I'm Mother!"

   Raw lust overcame Momo.  It suddenly seemed all right, watching his
mother being fucked anally, while he performed the same act on his sister
Jewel.  They shared the same blood, why not the same passions and delights?
Her buttocks wriggled enticingly, pleading nakedly for his throbbing cock,
and after wetting the tight sphincter with his saliva-wet finger, he
pressed the tip of his cock into the perversely alluring opening.

   Their parents were so busy with their own lusts that they were unaware
of the two youngsters, or of anything except the overpowering joy that
consumed them.  Momo's pulsating member began to penetrate his sister's
rubbery nether opening and with a sudden popping motion, the entire head of
it went inside her virginal anus.  He heard Jewel groan softly with pain,
and he hoped desperately she wouldn't cry out and betray their position. 
He took a clue from Art, and just when she seemed to be ready to cry out,
Momo pushed his cock deep into Jewel's anus with all his strength!  He had
to grit his teeth to keep from crying out in pleasure himself, and as his
cock slid more easily into Jewel's virgin rectum, she suppressed her cries
and gave way to a series of low, guttural moans of unmistakable pleasure.

   After a moment, she began to move in rhythm with his eager thrusts, and
a haze settled over Momo's mind.  It seemed to be his mother that he was
ass-fucking, not his eightteen year old sister -- and she was loving it! 
He felt her jerking in wild encouragement as he filled her softly yielding
rectal passage, and she was moaning with pleasure, begging him for more! 
His own mom!

   He moved his hand down to his mother's cunt, and felt it wet and hot
beneath his fingers.  Hungry for her cum, he manipulated the
passion-inflamed nub of her clitoris, teasing, tormenting her, driving her
insane with lust.  Oh, God, he thought...  her asshole is tight!  And the
feeling that swept him from head to foot was something he'd never felt
before.  It was ecstasy!  He fucked harder and harder, wanting her to beg
him to stop...  to beg him not to stop...  he wanted her to be totally and
eternally his woman!

   "Don't stop..." Jewel moaned in a hoarse whisper.  She was half-crazy
with lust as her brother's cock moved in and out of her virginal anus,
making her whole body react obscenely in a dance of abandoned lust.  "Oh...
God...  I'm cumming...  I'm cumming...!" Jewel moaned.  "You cum, too... 
please...  please..."

   Now Momo plunged in and out of his sister's vise-tight rectum, utterly
out of control.  A glance told him that his mother and stepfather were also
in the last stages of orgasm, as their bodies flailed wildly about on the
bed and low cries flooded from his mother's throat.

   "Oh...  Momo...  Momo!" Jewel groaned, her body stiffening then going
suddenly limp beneath his driving cock-thrusts.

   "Cum now!" Art commanded in a gasp, as Momo saw his mother's body arch
backward, absorbing the enormous cock's streams of hot semen as they shot
up into her defenseless anus!  The thrill of climax overcame her and she
whimpered with pleasure, collapsing onto the bed on her belly, as her
husband's body draped across her back, still plunging slowly in and out of
her sperm-filled rectum with his softening cock.  Their animalistic groans
blended into a cacophony of sensual gibberish.

   Momo felt his own cock come suddenly alive, with fiery spurts of his own
juices shooting up inside Jewel's rectal passage in imitation of their
parents' lewd climax.  His whole body and soul seemed one throbbing mass of
joy, and his ecstasy seemed to be seeping into his very mind and blood. 
His flesh was only a playground for passions that were now utterly out of
control, and as he slowly collapsed on his sister's now motionless body, he
heard his own voice, as if from a different world, muttering softly,
"Mother oh, Mother..."

   <><><><>

   Chap 9

   Liqin stood before her full-length dressing-table mirror, examining her
body in the glass.  She still had a youthfully good-looking figure, she was
convinced, but the surprising thing to her was the depths of sexual
pleasure she had been able to enjoy using this body as Art asked her to.

   She blushed suddenly at the remembrance of how much she had enjoyed anal
sex the day before with her current husband.  To think that she had been
reluctant in past now seemed silly.  She had determined to trust Art in all
forms of sex play or intercourse that he chose.  He was a master at
bringing her to her peak performance and in the doing, giving her the
ultimate in sensual pleasure...

   Liqin thought she heard a noise from her dressing room, and she cast a
quick glance that way.  Just guilt, she decided, and she picked up a brush
and began stroking her dark hair.  She watched the way her breasts
undulated with each upward movement of her arms, and the way the muscles of
her stomach rippled.  She was an exciting woman!  She was pleased with her
body and with her marriage.  Art was so wonderful, and it was all working
out so well with Momo.

   She frowned suddenly as she thought of her young son.  Yes, for the most
part, he was obviously happy, but there were times when she couldn't fathom
what was going on in his mind.  At breakfast this morning, for instance, he
had looked at her with an enigmatic smile that told her he loved her, yet
hid something else.  His eyes had seemed hot and somewhat troubled as he
had let them rove over her body, encased in a somewhat flimsy gown and
robe. It was almost the same sort of look that Art gave her, she thought
with some trepidation.

   And he looked so much like his father at times...  Liqin made an
impatient gesture with the hairbrush.

   Unknown to Liqin, the object of her troubled thoughts was now observing
her.  From his vantage point in the dressing room, Momo was watching every
tiny movement of his mother's exciting body.  He watched her breasts rise
and fall with her brushing, wishing that he could take one of them in his
mouth, to tease and torment the nipple and feel the resilient flesh give
beneath his touch.  He liked the way she looked at herself in the mirror.
He loved her dark curly hair and the lust-inciting curve of her buttocks
and shapely thighs.  In the mirror, he could see the reflection of her
darkly mysterious cuntal "vee" and the curl-shaded slit that was her cunt!
His cock was jerking madly, growing harder every moment, and a new thrill
had come to him at the daring of what he was doing.  He was supposed to be
out shopping with his sister and stepfather, but he had begged off at the
last moment, pretending illness, and had sneaked back into the house
without his mother's knowing it.

   He knew what he had to do, and there was no choice, after what he had
seen here the day before.  He was amazed at his own nerve, but he felt he
could not control himself.  It was as if some great magnet were drawing him
to watch his naked mother!

   He was trembling slightly, as if anticipating a great event, though he
didn't know what it might be.  The sight of this beautiful woman was
shredding his willpower.  She had been his dream for so long...  so
terribly long...  and now, she stood naked before him, allowing him to
feast his eyes and soul on all her intimate parts!

   Liqin began to hum softly, and to Momo, she sounded like an angel.  His
eyes bulged as if to take in even more of her incredible loveliness, and
without realizing it, he said in a full, gasping voice, "Oh, Mother!"

   Liqin turned instantly to face the dressing room curtain, her eyes wide,
her mouth open.  She had heard her son's voice, and she wasn't sure if her
mind were playing tricks on her.  She laid the brush down and ran to the
curtains, pulling them open with a jerk.  There, cowering helplessly in the
dimness, was her son!

   "What on earth...!" Liqin gasped.

   Momo was in his jockey shorts on the floor, and with a shock, she became
aware that his cock was erect and throbbing under the thin material and
that his eyes were fastened upon her breasts, in spite of his obvious fear!
She quickly grabbed her negligee from a nearby chair and threw it on, but
it did little to hide her womanly features.  Instead, to her aroused son's
eyes, it added mystery to the allure of her beautifully shaped body.

   "Momo..." Liqin gasped.  "What are you doing here?"

   She pulled him out of the area and into the light of the bedroom.  He
felt ashamed and helpless.  The worst had happened.  He was evil, and now,
he would get the punishment he so richly deserved.  Suddenly, he began to
cry.

   Liqin sat on the chair before her dressing table, holding Momo before
her.  His body was distinctively masculine in cut-off shorts.  He didn't
have any hair on his chest yet, but his chest was broad and strong.  His
arms and legs were well-muscled, too.  He wasn't a boy any more, he was a
young man.

   "I'm so bad...  so sinful..." he sobbed.

   She was in a state of bewilderment.  He couldn't have done this
deliberately.  He must have come into the room to tell her something, then
became frightened and hid!  Her heart went out to him, but she realized she
had to be firm.  He could have stumbled in and found her and Art at an
awkward and embarrassing moment.  She had to put a stop to it...  to show
him that even in their loving household, there were rules he had to obey.

   She picked up the silver-handled hairbrush and said, "Momo...  turn
around..." He was pretty grownup to be spanked, but Liqin knew she had to
do something.

   Momo closed his eyes under her menacing stare of displeasure.  And
another thing was bothering him -- the woman scent of his mother's body,
the closeness to her...  it was driving him wild with desire.

   He wanted to run and keep running forever, but his mother held him fast.
The warm, personal smell of her was playing havoc with his emotions.  She
was pulling him closer.  God -- what was she doing?

   Liqin bent her son over her knees and pulled down his underpants.  He
was big, and it was awkward, but he surrendered to her and made it easier.
She looked at his bare white buttocks, feeling the rigidness of his aroused
penis pressing into her thigh, where it had emerged boldly through the
opening of his shorts.  The brush made a hissing sound as it sailed through
the air and smacked his buttocks sharply!

   "Aaahhh...!" Momo cried out.  He felt another blow strike, and still
others, but he wasn't really aware of the stinging pain in his buttocks. 
Each time she raised the brush and delivered a blow, his cock pushed more
hotly into the soft flesh of her legs, now rock-hard and throbbing
insistently.

   A curious mixture of emotions was wracking his body.  He cried out, "No!
Mother -- no!" But he didn't really want her to stop.  There was too much
pleasure in what she was doing.

   Liqin, too, was experiencing some strange emotions.  She was justifying
the spanking by telling herself it was for her son's own good, but she
realized that she was getting a strange thrill from it...  and that a great
part of that thrill was sexual!  She felt closer to Momo than she ever had
before!  It was almost a man-woman closeness, rather than that of a mother
and son!  She continued on with more blows.

   Momo had stopped crying out now, and he groaned with pleasure as the
brush inflicted pain and pleasure to his body.  The excitement was too
much. He felt he would faint, and at the same time, he could feel his sperm
boiling inside his loins.  He knew he would cum in a moment, and he did not
want to face the awful embarrassment he would feel.  But he couldn't stop
his cock from pushing eagerly against her flesh, and as the sharp back of
the brush bit into his buttocks, he lost control completely, and he felt
spurts of semen shooting from his cock onto his mother's leg!

   The world seemed to be ending.  He was evil -- rotten.

   Liqin stopped suddenly as she felt the warm wetness oozing on her thigh.
She flushed scarlet as she realized that her son had cum, and that she had
been responsible.

   "Get up!" Liqin screamed.  Momo scrambled to his feet, his face red as
he glanced down at the messy front of his shorts, now wet with semen.

   Full realization dawned on Liqin's face as she eyed the cum-soaked
shorts and the wet spots on her own thin gown and leg.

   "My God!" she said apprehensively.  "What have I done?" She began to
tremble.  "Go to your room!" she spluttered.

   Momo ran from the room in total confusion, sobs breaking from his
throat.

   After he had gone, Liqin sat staring into space.  She was thunderstruck
at what she had done, and her fingers touched the sticky moisture on her
gown with a feeling of horror.  To add to, her horror, she became aware
that she was wet and sticky between her own thighs!

   <><><><>

   Liqin was troubled all the rest of the day.  She felt a little spark of
lust for her own son.  That was just plain silly.  She just couldn't meet
Momo's eyes, and he did not attempt to face her.  Both felt extreme guilt,
and both blamed themselves, while at the same time, each wondered what had
gone on in the other's mind during the spanking that had culminated in
Momo's orgasm.

   In bed with Art that night, Liqin was bursting with a need to talk to
him about the incident, but she couldn't bring herself to such a shameful
confession.  Art made it easy for her, not giving her a chance to speak
much.  He got into bed and immediately began to caress her breasts and
thighs, letting her know his eagerness for lovemaking.

   But he noticed her lackadaisical submission and asked if something were
wrong.  She wanted to shout out YES!  but she didn't.  Instead, she just
shook her head.  Art felt her body relax and said suddenly, "I know...  you
just weren't satisfied yesterday, darling.  I know you like to have my cock
inside your cunt...  or maybe...  maybe I'm just not satisfying you as a
lover."

   It shocked Liqin.  Art was a perfect lover!  Yet the thought haunted
her...  maybe she really was unsatisfied!  She didn't know who it was, but
she had been aware for some time that a deep, gnawing desire for someone...
something...  had been growing inside her.

   "Do you think you'd like some other lover?" Art asked somberly.

   "How could I?" Liqin wailed.  "You're so perfect!  So wonderful.  How
could you think such a thing?"

   "Calm down, darling.  It happens.  A woman as beautiful as you sometimes
wants...  and deserves...  more than one lover!"

   "You're joking!" Liqin gasped.  "I don't understand some of your weird
ideas, sometimes!"

   Art's hand was on her breast and the other was pulling her body close to
him so that his cock was grinding against her warm pussy.  She got the same
helpless feeling she always did with Art.  He could have her any way he
chose, and she couldn't deny him.

   "Now, just imagine that you had someone else's hard, big cock pushing
against your cunt.  Wouldn't it thrill you?  To have someone else doing
this?" Art's cock pressed harder against her moistening pussy, and she felt
her passions begin to rise.  She tried to fight the idea he was forcing on
her.  How could she desire or submit to another man?  She loved her husband
too deeply.  He was too good to her, sexually as well as in every other
way.

   But the memory of that afternoon sprang unbidden to her mind.  Suddenly
it was Momo's hard cock pushing against her pussy, replacing Art's!  The
wetness in her cunt was because of Momo -- not Art!  Liqin moaned in agony
as she realized the truth.  She did want her own son's cock inside her...
she wanted him to make total love to her!

   "Are you thinking about another lover doing this to you?" Art panted
into her ear.  "If that would make you complete, darling...  with no more
hang-ups...  it would be wonderful.  Think!  No inhibitions!  No more
holding back anything!"

   Liqin was growing dizzy from the unwanted desires in her body, and
suddenly, she began to imagine that it was Momo in bed with her.  It was
her son's hand that was caressing her buttocks, and his stiff young penis
that was pressing so savagely against the lips of her wet hot pussy!

   She was appalled at the realization that the touch felt familiar.  She
must have gone through this fantasy subconsciously, she realized, ever
since Momo had come home!  It was obscene!  Shameful!  Yet, she was
reacting to Art's caresses...  or Momo's...  like a common slut.  Her hips
began to gyrate, allowing the satisfyingly hardened penis to go into the
tender slit of her vagina, tormenting her.

   Suddenly, Momo's face and the face of his real father became as a
superimposed picture!  It was Chun Fon and Momo whose cock she felt!  She
screamed automatically, "Don't touch me!"

   Art knew that his plan was working, and he said harshly, "Spread your
legs wider!  Open up your cunt!"

   In a daze, Liqin obeyed, and she felt his thick hard cock begin to
penetrate the moist hungry interior of her cunt.  She wanted him...  or one
of the images that now confused her brain.  She wanted that hard cock of
Momo's inside her, and yet...  she abhorred the idea!  Art rolled her onto
her back, her legs spread wide, her cunt hungrily accepting his
now-plunging cock!

   Art knew what she must be going through, but he wanted the barriers that
kept her from being a total lover broken, once and for all!

   Liqin wanted to let herself go completely, to shout out, "Fuck me, Momo,
honey...  fuck me with your little-boy cock!" But she couldn't make herself
do it.

   "I'm going to fuck you harder than you've ever been fucked before!" Art
gasped savagely, ramming his cock faster into her torrid cunt.  As the
giant rod pressed relentlessly deeper into her cuntal walls, she cried out
"NO!" She couldn't accept Chun Fon's cock.  It had to be Art's!

   "YES!" Art said cruelly, driving his punishing weapon into her to the
very hilt, so that their pelvic bones ground painfully together.

   He began to push mercilessly deep, wanting to give her the greatest
cuntal sensations she'd ever had, wanting her to feel she was being ripped
apart, totally possessed by the massive shaft that was hammering away at
her yielding vagina.

   "Oh, God...  you're getting it...  all of it...!" Art gasped in ecstasy
as he felt her responding perfectly to his hammering thrusts.  "Tell me
you'd like another lover...  many lovers," he spoke in a gruff, hoarse
voice of command.

   The words stuck in her throat, and his fingernails raked her soft flesh
to force the answer out, making her feel alive and aware, from head to
foot.

   Her body surrendered to her emotions, and her inner, secret thoughts
came to the surface.  And as she felt her climax rising inside her, she
screamed loudly, "Yes!  Yes!  I want other lovers...  many lovers...  many
men fucking me like this..."

   Art knew that the last of her resistance was gone, and that from then
on, his wife would be totally uninhibited, his to do whatever he wanted
with.  He was elated, for he had known instinctively that she was holding
back in some way.

   Desire engulfed him like a wave of white-hot lava, and Liqin seemed to
share his lewd needs.  Her imagination ran wild.  First it was Chun Fon,
her first husband, zuò'ài (make love) with her, and then it was her son
Momo, and no matter which one she envisioned, her passions had never before
been so exquisitely aroused!  Their bodies were a perfect blend of raw
lust, as she thrust up madly to match his rutting lunges.  Art held her
legs wide, and then pulled them up over his shoulders, so that her cunt
felt more open than she had ever thought it could.  She felt his shaft of
blood-engorged male flesh striking unplumbed depths of her pussy, pounding
her cushiony cervix, exploding upward into her insides!

   "Oh God give it all to me...  Fuck me...  please never stop fucking
me..." Liqin cried as their bodies melted into an orgasm so strong that it
seemed to rock their very souls!

   <><><><>

   Liqin had been pretending to be ill.  She needed the entire day to think
about what she had agreed to let Art arrange for her.  The thought of a
strange man entering her cunt with his cock was half-alarming, and yet
there was a sharp thrill every time she tried to envision how it would
feel.

   She had tried to read.  She had even perused some of the lurid passages
in a sèq'ng zuòpĭn (porn) novel that she had bought but never read,
trying to imagine that she was the sluttish heroine who took on every male
that came near her in an insatiable lust for total sexual fulfillment.  It
was degrading, she decided, what Art had planned.  Why had she ever agreed?
How could he love her and ask her to submit to the lovemaking of another
man?  Maybe he was losing his mind...  or perhaps it was she who was
becoming mentally disturbed.

   All the wild sex that she had engaged in with him -- could it be
affecting her mind?  And then that terrible scene with Momo in the dressing
room.

   As she tried to imagine what sort of person Art was going to have come
to her, a strange thrill of lust took hold of her.  How would it feel to
have her hot cunt stuffed with the hard thick cock of another man?  It was
a shameful idea, yet it couldn't be wrong!  Her own husband had arranged
it, and she knew in her heart that Art loved her truly and deeply.

   But the most mystifying thing was that she had agreed, and now was even
looking forward to the meeting with a stranger, for sex!

   She got out of bed often, pacing, looking at her face and her body in
the huge mirror.  She could not believe that it was Liqin she was looking
at.  She was a different person -- a wanton, lustful whore!  She got back
into bed and held the blindfold that Art had given her, handling it with
distaste.  She glanced at the clock and saw that it was less than five
minutes until her stranger-lover was to appear.  She was trembling as she
tied the wide black band across her eyes.  She still wondered if she could
go through with it, as she lay back on the pillows on top of the covers,
and tried to relax.

   Art had made her promise that she would lie there, naked, with her legs
spread open in lewd preparation.  He told her that she would not be
disappointed, but in fact, would be deliciously delighted at the lover he
had chosen for her.  She felt weak as she spread her legs wide, and yet her
heart was pounding in anticipation and lust!  She wondered how Art could
have had such a deep insight into her desires, when she had not even known
they were there?

   It seemed an eternity that she lay there, legs spread wide, her body
bare and lovely, her soft, cream skin glowing in the gentle lamplight.  She
lay there so long that she began to wonder if something had gone wrong with
Art's plans.  Maybe the man had backed out at the last minute.  She found
herself hoping first that he had, then an instant later, that he hadn't! 
She fell into a half-doze, and the soft night breeze flowed over her body
like a cooling bath as she put all thoughts from her mind and sank deeper
into sleep.

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   Chap 10

   "Oh, Momo," Liqin whispered, rapping lightly on the door.  "Momo, are
you awake?"

   "It's open, Mom.  Come on in."

   Liqin stepped into her son's bedroom, shutting the door firmly behind
her.  Momo was sitting up in bed, with the covers bunched around his waist,
obviously completely naked.  He closed his book and placed it on the
nightstand, and then he gasped as he saw his mother's body.

   In spite of herself, Liqin blushed.  The outfit she'd chosen for her
late night visit to Momo was the most exciting one in her wardrobe, the one
most guaranteed to make a young man's cock stand up stiff in a hurry.  It
was a black, transparent, crotch-length negligee, and the gossamer-thin
fabric made it instantly obvious that Liqin wore no underwear beneath it.
Her braless tits were quivering slightly under the negligee, the crimson
nipples showing clearly, her stiff teats protruding obscenely through the
fabric.  Momo could see all of his mom's luscious, creamy-white thighs, and
her hairy pussy triangle behind the negligee's lacy hem.

   "I'm sorry about the way I'm dressed, Momo," Liqin said softly.  "I was
just about to go to sleep when I decided to have this little talk with you.
You don't mind, do you, sweetheart?" "N-N-No," Momo stammered.  "I don't
mind."

   But his eyes were very wide, and they were obviously riveted to his
mom's enormous tits.  Hungrily Momo watched her giant tit-globes quiver and
jiggle as she sat beside him on the edge of the bed.  Already the horny
mother could see a promising stirring in his crotch.  "Momo, this is a
rather delicate subject," Liqin began.  She dropped her hand to his chest
and began stroking it lightly as she spoke.  "I'm not really sure where to
begin.  You know, you are spending quite a bit of time alone with your
sister jewel aren't you?  Jewel certainly is a very attractive girl, Momo.
Don't you think so?"

   Momo gulped and nodded.  He was obviously having a very, very hard time
not looking at his mother's body.  Liqin wiggled her ass cheeks as she sat
beside him, trying to allay the wet need pounding through her pussy.  She
moved her fingers lower on his torso, stroking his lean belly.

   "I might as well be blunt about this, Momo.  Your sister is a very sweet
girl, but she sometimes has trouble controlling her desires.  And you're a
very, very handsome young man.  And I was just wondering if perhaps you and
Jewel...  did anything, Momo, while you were alone together."

   "I don't understand, Mom." Momo gulped.

   "Momo, did she tried to sleep with you?"

   The hot blush that coursed instantly into Momo's cheeks was the only
answer Liqin needed.  Again she looked at his crotch under the blankets,
and now she was sure that her son was getting a hard-on.  A big, meaty
hard-on, stiffening in little jerks under the covers.

   "I don't...  I don't know what you mean, Mom," Momo mumbled.

   "Son, please don't be coy with me.  I think you know exactly what I
mean."

   "I'm asking you if Jewel tried to fuck you, Momo.  Did she take out your
prick and tried to put it inside her cunt?  Or did she suck on it instead?
Answer me, Momo.  Did you fuck your sister?"

   "I don't..." Momo licked his lips, his face very red.  "I don't..."

   "Momo, why is this big cock of yours so stiff?" Liqin blurted out
suddenly.  "If you didn't fuck your sister, then why are you getting a big,
fat hard-on while we talk about it?"

   Momo just stared at her.  Trembling with desire, Liqin grasped the
covers and suddenly pulled them to the foot of the bed, completely exposing
her son's naked body.  Then her eyes opened wide, and she almost came
without touching herself as she gazed transfixedly at her son's cock.

   "Oh, Momo!  What a nice prick!"

   Hungrily, Liqin stared at her son's cock, sighing as she saw how stiffly
it pulsed and quivered over his stomach.  His cockknob was very large, red
and puffy-looking, and a little drop of milk-white fuck-juice gleamed on
the tip.  Liqin's mouth watered as she imagined herself feverishly sucking
Momo's cock.

   "Why, Momo, this prick of yours is very big for a Chinese man."

   Liqin was only vaguely conscious of her own actions as she slid her hand
down to the root of his prick and started fondling it, sighing as she felt
the meaty thickness of his cock.

   "Why is it so stiff, Son?  Why is it throbbing like this?  Are you
thinking about fucking you sister's tight little pussy again, Momo?  Or --
oh, Momo, how shameful!  -- are you thinking about fucking your own mother
instead?"

   Liqin started jacking his prick, whimpering with fuck need as she raced
her fist up and down his huge, stone-hard cock.  Momo sighed and
immediately began to grind his hips off the bed, thrusting his cock through
her ovalled fingers.  More cock sap oozed out of his piss-hole, running in
a lurid stream down the shaft of his massive prick.

   "Momo, do you want me to suck this big, juicy cock of yours?" Liqin
asked suddenly.  "Would that persuade you to stop fucking Jewel's tight
pussy?  Would you like me to suck on this big, juicy fucker and swallow all
of your hot cum?"

   Momo nodded dazedly.  Liqin slid off the bed, kneeling beside it.

   "All right, Momo," she panted.  "Sit on the edge of the mattress like a
good boy.  That way Mommy can really suck your cock well!"

   Momo did as his horny mother asked, sitting on the edge of the bed with
his giant, stone-hard fuck pole throbbing and oozing jism right in front of
her face.  Again Liqin wrapped her fingers tightly round the root of his
prick.  She jacked on it feverishly, making more sticky cum ooze out of the
tip.

   "It's leaking, Momo.  Oh, fuck, my darling baby boy has the most
beautiful cock!" Her words trailed off as she dropped her face onto his
crotch, planting her lips in a wet, sucking kiss on the flared, crimson tip
of his prick.  Momo's fuckrod throbbed more stiffly than ever.  Gradually
the horny mother allowed her mouth to open, slurping contentedly as she
sucked in the first several inches of her younger son's cock.

   She wrapped her lips in a tight circle around her boy's blue-veined
fuck-pole, her mouth stretched wide to accommodate the incredible thickness
of his prick.  Liqin shut her eyes, concentrating on nothing but the taste
of the oozing fuck-tool in her mouth.  Her tongue slurped eagerly around
his puffy, shiny-skinned cock head, lapping up the cum sap as it oozed out
of Momo's piss slit.

   "Suck it, Mom?"

   Momo clutched her head, excitedly humping his hips off the edge of the
bed.  His eyes were wide as he stared down at his mother's pretty face, at
her full, red lips ovalled around his stone-hard prick.

   "Oh, fuck, Mom, it's so stiff?  Suck it for me, Mom!  Suck my cock!"

   Liqin started sucking her boy's juicy cock very hard, bobbing her head
lightly, shamelessly fucking her face on his crotch.  Rhythmically she
puckered, then puffed her cheeks outwards, working on his steely fuckrod
like a sexual milking machine.  Soon the crown of her child's meat was
coated with bath cum and his mother's saliva, as Liqin struggled to fuck
his prick shaft farther down her thtoat.

   She nearly choked herself in her eagerness to take in his fuck meat. 
Liqin flared her nostrils, panting loudly through her nose as she sucked
contentedly on her son's huge cock the gurgling, lip-smacking noises of a
blow-job in progress grew progressively louder, so loud that Liqin wondered
if she might wake up Art with all the noise she was making sucking on his
brother's prick.

   But she didn't care.  She was too hungry to drink Momo's shooting spunk.
Liqin wrapped her fingers in a tight circle around the base of Momo's fuck
rod, again beginning to jack on his throbbing meat.  Momo sighed and curled
his fingers in her thick, brown hair, humping more eagerly off the edge of
the bed.

   "Suck it good, Mom!" he gasped.  "Oh, fuck, Mom, you're making me cum!
Suck my cock hard!"

   Liqin responded by sucking her son's stiff pisser as hard as she
possibly could, her whole face reddening with the wanton intensity of her
cock sucking.  Mechanically, she bobbed her face, rhythmically fucking her
mouth with her boy's enormous cock.  Her strong right hand raced in a blur
up and down his fucker, wildly beating his meat into her wet, slurping
mouth.  "Play with my balls, Mom!  Oh, fuck, Mom, I'm about to shoot!"

   Obediently, Liqin thrust her left hand between his thighs, lewdly
cupping his hairy, wrinkled sac containing his nuts.  The twin globes felt
heavy and swollen, obviously packed to bursting with a juicy load of cum.

   Liqin fondled and squeezed her boy's ball bag, still sucking feverishly
on the crown of his hard-on, jacking her right hand wildly up and down on
his throbbing prick.  His massive fuckpole grew longer and stiffer than
ever, and then Liqin knew that she was on the very verge of drinking a hot
bellyfull of her son's spunk.

   "Swallow it, Mom!" Momo gasped.  "Oh, fuck, here it cummsss!"

   He heaved off the bed, making his mother gag as he plowed his
wildly-pulsing prick down her buttery throat.  At that moment, his thick
stream of squirting jism started spewing out of his puffy cock knob,
bathing the inside of his mother's mouth with hot, milky cum.

   "Mmmmm," Liqin mewled, whimpering hungrily around the cum-squirting
cock, immediately working her throat muscles to gulp down every drop.  Her
child's jism was delicious, every bit as tasty as Art's cream.  Liqin
sucked his prick harder than ever, fisting his cock shaft and swallowing
noisily, determined to milk her boy's fuck-tool dry of spunk.

   "Oh, Mom!" Momo looked down at her dazedly as his horny mother finally
slid her wet lips off of his prick.  "You're a super good cocksucker, Mom!
I never came so hard in my life!" "And you've still got a big hard-on,
darling," the wanton mother purred.  Lewdly Liqin continued to jack his
enormous prick, staring at his cum-hole.  "Momo, do you want to fuck
Mommy's pussy now?  My cunt's awfully wet, baby.  Can you keep this big
cock stiff for me?  So you can fuck Mommy's pussy and give Mommy a good cum
too?"

   Momo nodded, his cock pulsing more stiffly than ever.  Liqin rose to her
feet, swiftly pulling her negligee over her shoulders and tossing it to the
floor.  Momo moaned at the sight of his mom's enormous tit-jugs.  Liqin
giggled as he suddenly lunged off the bed, cupping her giant tits and
sucking eagerly on one fat, deep red nipple.

   "Why, Momo!  I didn't know you were horny to suck Mommy's big titties
too!" Liqin sighed and stroked his head, smiling down at her child as he
sucked feverishly on her rubbery teat.  "That's good, Momo!  Oh, my, now
I'm really getting horny!  Stop sucking, Momo.  It's time to fuck your
mother's cunt!"

   Liqin crawled onto the bed in the dogfucking position, her well shaped
milkers jiggling and swinging heavily ova the bed.  Her stiff nipples
touched the sheets as she dropped her shoulders low, cocking up her ass and
spreading her knees wide apart.  Expectantly she looked at Momo's huge cock
over her shoulder, knowing that her wet, hairy pussy was in the perfect
position to be completely stuffed by her son's aching fuck meat.

   "Come on, Momo, fuck your mother!" she panted.  "Get on the bed with me,
baby!  Mommy needs your big cock up her cunt!"

   Momo joined his naked mother on the bed, his huge prick throbbing
stiffly before him.  Liqin grimaced and bit her lip as she felt him
stuffing his fat, rosy cock-knob into her gooey fuck-opening, spreading the
lips of her cunt wide around the invading thickness of his prick.  "Oh,
yes, Momo, yes!" Shamelessly, Liqin started humping, moaning with desire as
she pumped her throbbing pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of her son's
fuck meat.  "Ram it in deep, Momo!  Fuck me good now!  Fuck my cunt just as
hard as you want!"

   Momo held onto his mother's hips, staring in fascination down at her
pink, puckered asshole, and then at the hairy mouth of her pussy, her
pouting pussy-lips clinging tightly to his cock.  He thrust steadily
forward, watching his blue veined fuck-pole disappearing into the clinging
wetness of his mom's pussy.  Finally it was all the way inside her, buried
to the balls in the heat of his mother's lust-aching cunt.

   "Oh, Momo!  Momo, it's so fucking big!"

   The naked mom's huge tits slapped together as she started humping like a
bitch in heat, panting and groaning, pumping her wet pussy onto the root of
her son's cock.  "Fuck Mommy's cunt, baby!  Oh, my darling, oh, my baby,
fuck your mother, Momo, fuck Mommy's pussy with your big, hard cock!"

   Momo started humping, groaning with pleasure as he thrust his freshly
cum-laden cock in and out of his mom's tight, juicy pussy.  Liqin humped
madly to meet his strokes, feeling her sweaty ass cheeks jiggling as they
collided with Momo's upper thighs, as he jammed his throbbing cock savagely
into her cunt.

   I'm a son-fucker, Liqin thought dazedly as she looked at her boy's
wincing face as he heaved on top of her.  For a moment she felt overwhelmed
with shame, but the feeling was short lived.  A moment later she was
humping her ass harder than ever.  Her clit was swollen, chafed deliciously
by the underside of his cock every time he slammed it into her pussy. 
Liqin knew she wasn't very far away from an intensely satisfying cum.

   Momo fucked his mother's cunt as fast as he could, moaning as her pussy
channel sucked and spasmed.  His huge prick was rooting as deeply in her
pussy as her husband had, seeming to reach her womb with every stroke. 
Harder and harder, Momo fucked his horny mother, gasping as a second load
of jism built in his balls.

   "Momo!  Momo, play with Mommy's asshole!"

   Liqin shuddered as she felt her pink, puckered shit ring throbbing
obscenely in and out, right under her son's face.

   "It's so horny, Momo!  Oh, yes, play with my asshole while you fuck my
pussy!" Momo slid his hand into his mom's sweaty ass crevice, placing his
fingertip on her puckered shit sphincter.  Liqin moaned louder than ever as
he wriggled his digit into her tight, rubbery shit-tunnel.  Then her naked
son started to fuck his finger rapidly in and out of her asshole, with the
same rhythm as his pumping cock, slamming furiously into the contracting
tightness of his mother's pussy.

   "Momo, I'm cumming!" Liqin gasped.  Her asshole sucked moistly around
his finger, and her hairy fuck hole spewed cunt cream all over his racing
prick.  "Fuck your mother, darling!  Oh, fuck, oh, shit, Mommy loves it! 
Fuck me, Momo, fuck me good!  Oh, yes, cumiinngg!"

   Her pussy and asshole exploded at the saint time, sucking Momo's
stroking cock and finger at once.  Momo buried his finger in his mother's
asshole and thrust heavily into her creaming cunt, slamming his cock as far
into her gooey pussy as it would go.

   The second load of cum rushed up from his balls, making his fuckrod
pulse and tremble as it sprayed long bursts of jism into his mother's
burning cunt.  Liqin gasped as she felt his milky fuck-juice spouting into
her, splattering on the glistening pink inner walls of her pussy channel.
Wantonly, she flexed her fucking muscles, helping her darling child shoot
every drop of cum into her cunt.

   "Oh, Momo, that was so wonderful!" Liqin panted.  "My sweet, sweet
darling son!  You fucked Mommy's pussy so beautifully."

   But by then Momo had already pulled his juice-slickened fucker out of
the sucking grip of her cunt.  Momo bent his head and kissed her chin, his
eyes closed in a prayer of silent thanks.

   "My darling," Liqin sobbed.  "We're together at last...  really
together. At last...  I feel whole again!"

   Momo was praying that he would never again have a moment where his
mother was not like this, in his arms, their bodies locked together in
passionate love.

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   Chap 11

   Momo was sitting on Jewel's bed, and looking hungrily at the "vee" of
her pussy, outlined clearly by her brief tight shorts.  He could tell she
had no panties on, because of the smooth, unbroken curve of her buttocks
when she walked.  He thought he caught a glimpse of a wisp of blonde pubic
hair, and it excited him.  Strange, he thought, how exciting a woman's body
can be--even with clothes on!

   "Brace yourself for a goodie, lover-boy!" Jewel said mysteriously, her
brown eyes sparkling and her freckled face breaking into a wide smile.

   "Tonight--if you play it right, you're going to have a chance to do
something I know you've wanted for a long time!" She was enjoying the
puzzlement and anticipation she saw mirrored on his eager, boyish face. 
"You're going to have a chance to fuck Mother!" She smiled lustfully at her
brother.  "Our beautiful, sexy mother...  tonight!"

   Momo flushed red and squirmed about at the thought, feeling his prick
begin to grow hard at the very thought.  Jewel babbled on: "Don't look so
shocked.  She'll enjoy it as much as you will.  She's been hot for your
cock for a long time.  I can tell."

   Momo's mind went to the day she had spanked him and he had shot cum all
over her gown and leg, and she had ordered him out of the room.  He
wondered if Jewel really knew what she was talking about.  She had been
getting some pretty wild ideas of late, and Momo wondered if she didn't
dream up half the stuff she passed on to him as truths.

   "And besides, the way it will work, she won't even know that it's your
cock inside her, and then she won't want to stop.  You'll see!"

   Momo's brain was dancing at the thought, but he couldn't see how he
could trick his mother into letting him fuck her.  Another of Jewel's wild
ideas!  He watched her as she fidgeted about, rubbing her thighs together,
and he knew that she was getting hot at the thought.  If she wanted to be
fucked, he wondered, why didn't she just say so, or take off her clothes.

   He hadn't seen his mother all day.  She had taken both breakfast and
lunch in her bedroom, saying she felt a bit ill.

   Momo was grateful.  He hadn't been able to meet her gaze since he and
Jewel had watched Martin fuck her in the ass, and then the spanking she had
given him had deflated his confidence completely.  She'd made him feel like
a wicked little boy...  like Ma Baylor had made him feel when she caught
him playing with his cock.

   And yet, Jewel was telling him this incredible tale.  How could it
possibly be true, even though he had dreamed about it and pretended he was
fucking her, while he was actually fucking Jewel.  "Tonight..." Momo said
warily.

   Jewel nodded, beaming at him.  "Yes...  at last it's going to happen,"
she said almost as if she had been waiting for this moment as eagerly as he
had.  But Jewel was not going to explain the details to him.  She was wet
between her legs, and she could stand it no longer.  She had to be fucked
now!  She flung herself on her brother, tumbling him backward on her bed,
flattening her body against his and moving her hips so that her pelvis
ground against his already hardening cock.

   "We've got to do it, Momo!  You can practice for tonight.  I want to
have sex so bad...  so very bad!"

   Momo wasn't much below her level of arousal and he put his hands around
her tight-cheeked buttocks, pulling her closer to him and moving his own
body in unison with hers.

   "I'll show you something new." Jewel exploded in excitement.  "Something
we haven't done before, but I know it's something that Mother will love!  I
know she will!  Any female would!" His interest was piqued, but Momo still
wanted to know more about the upcoming evening.  "First, tell me..." he
began, but she interrupted by standing up and peeling off her clothes
quickly.  As she stood gloriously naked before him, Momo's whole body
surrendered to his desire for her.  He could see her nipples were taut with
passion, and as he looked at her soft blonde pubic triangle, he saw
moisture shining on the lips of her cunt!  He knew that they would be soon
engaged in a tempest of lust, for he couldn't resist her enchanting body,
and the gentle, then wild ways she made sexual love.  He adored her, he
knew...  sometimes, more than his mother, it seemed.  He lay back and let
her take his clothes off.  And as her hot hands began to rove over his
eager teenage body, and her lips caressed the touchiest spots, Momo forgot
all about his mother and the promise of fucking her that night, and went
off into a lewd sexual wonderland that was every bit as wonderful as his
sister had promised.

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   Liqin had been pretending to be ill.  She needed the entire day to think
about what she had agreed to let Martin arrange for her.  The thought of a
strange man entering her cunt with his cock was half-alarming, and yet
there was a sharp thrill every time she tried to envision how it would
feel. She had tried to read.  She had even perused some of the lurid
passages in a sexy novel that she had bought but never read, trying to
imagine that she was the sluttish heroine who took on every male that came
near her in an insatiable lust for total sexual fulfillment.  It was
degrading, she decided, what Martin had planned.  Why had she ever agreed?
How could he love her and ask her to submit to the lovemaking of another
man?  Maybe he was losing his mind...  or perhaps it was she who was
becoming mentally disturbed.

   All the wild sex that she had engaged in with him--could it be affecting
her mind?  And then that terrible scene with Momo in the dressing room.

   As she tried to imagine what sort of person Martin was going to have
come to her, a strange thrill of lust took hold of her.  How would it feel
to have her hot cunt stuffed with the hard thick cock of another man?  It
was a shameful idea, yet it couldn't be wrong!  Her own husband had
arranged it, and she knew in her heart that Martin loved her truly and
deeply.

   But the most mystifying thing was that she had agreed, and now was even
looking forward to the meeting with a stranger, for sex!

   She got out of bed often, pacing, looking at her face and her body in
the huge mirror.  She could not believe that it was Liqin Moore she was
looking at.  She was a different person--a wanton, lustful whore!  She got
back into bed and held the blindfold that Martin had given her, handling it
with distaste.  She glanced at the clock and saw that it was less than five
minutes until her stranger-lover was to appear.  She was trembling as she
tied the wide black band across her eyes.  She still wondered if she could
go through with it, as she lay back on the pillows on top of the covers,
and tried to relax.

   Martin had made her promise that she would lie there, naked, with her
legs spread open in lewd preparation.  He told her that she would not be
disappointed, but in fact, would be deliciously delighted at the lover he
had chosen for her.  She felt weak as she spread her legs wide, and yet her
heart was pounding in anticipation and lust!  She wondered how Martin could
have had such a deep insight into her desires, when she had not even known
they were there?

   It seemed an eternity that she lay there, legs spread wide, her body
bare and lovely, her soft, cream skin glowing in the gentle lamplight.  She
lay there so long that she began to wonder if something had gone wrong with
Martin's plans.  Maybe the man had backed out at the last minute.  She
found herself hoping first that he had, then an instant later, that he
hadn't!  She fell into a half-doze, and the soft night breeze flowed over
her body like a cooling bath as she put all thoughts from her mind and sank
deeper into sleep.

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   Momo and Jewel crept noiselessly down the hall approaching their
mother's room.  It had been past midnight when Jewel had knocked on his
door, and motioned him to join her in the hall.  He was trembling, in spite
of the fact that he had been convinced by Jewel that afternoon that
everything was going to work out wonderfully.

   He was naked, but had a bathrobe thrown loosely about his body, and as
Jewel turned the knob of their mother's door and they tiptoed in, Momo
could hardly control his breathing.  It was as if he were reliving a
recurring dream.

   He gasped as he looked into the softly lit room and saw his mother lying
naked on the bed!  Her legs were opened wide, revealing the damp, pinkish
folds of flesh hidden beneath the wisps of her dark pussy hair, and Momo's
cock began to dance and jerk wildly beneath his robe at the sight.  Liqin
Moore was a vision of brown and cream, and she seemed to be napping.  Momo
couldn't take his eyes from the soft dark triangle of her exposed pussy, so
near, so vulnerable and exciting!  Something seemed to take over his whole
being.  There was nothing in the whole world for him but this beautiful
woman's body.  He stood frozen, his breath hissing softly, his mouth open,
his eyes wide and staring at the open cunt he had dreamed of invading for
so long.

   Jewel looked at her thirteen year old brother, placing her finger to her
lips to signal silence.  She took his hand and they moved closer to the bed
until they stood beside it, looking down at their sleeping mother.  Jewel
squeezed his hand and whispered, "Isn't she the most magnificent thing
you've ever seen?" Momo could only gulp and nod his head.

   "Go ahead," Jewel whispered, "do what I showed you this afternoon.  She
needs you and wants you.  Be gentle until she really gets wild...  then...
do whatever you want to her!"

   She gave him a little nudge and he moved hesitantly closer to the bed.
His knees were quaking as he climbed up onto the bed and knelt in between
his mother's widespread legs.  The heady female smell of her acted like a
spur to his senses, and he was in a trance-like state, hardly aware of what
he was doing or even who he was, mesmerized by the sight and smell of his
mother's desirable, Venus-like body!  He looked at her blindfolded face and
felt a sudden urge to run, but the warm honey-scent of her pussy held him
captive.  He couldn't leave now, not even if his life depended on it.

   Feeling Jewel prodding him in the back, Momo placed his hands gently on
the soft white flesh of her inner thighs, spreading them with his thumbs.
Then his face went down to the enticing nest of his mother's pussy!  A
dizziness took hold of him as he began to lick softly at the enticing
flesh-folds inside the lips of his mother's cunt.  He could taste her
sweetness, and his tongue played with the bud of clitoral flesh that his
sister had taught him was the very vortex of a woman's sexual
responsiveness.

   The sudden moist contact sent a violent thrill racing over Liqin's body
as she came partially awake.  She cried out in surprise, forgetting for a
second the strange arrangement she had agreed to be part of.  Then she fell
back with a sigh of resignation as she felt the stranger's lips pressing
eagerly into her cuntal opening, the tongue playing teasingly with her
clitoris.

   The scent was doing strange things to Momo.  He felt surges of desire
that seemed to take control of his being.  It was heavenly, like something
wonderful he had known long ago, but couldn't recall.  He licked slowly and
as he felt his mother's pussy open eagerly to him, he grew bolder.  He dug
his tongue in deeper, searching for the inner folds of tissue that tasted
so tantalizingly pleasant, sucking a mouthful of her pussy into his mouth,
then letting his teeth gently rake the flesh as he released it and
continued to probe her pussy with his tongue.  He never wanted to stop. 
This was his total fulfillment, to know that he was bringing such deep
pleasure to the woman he adored.  His heart was full and his whole body
seemed new and alive, as if this were what he was born to do!  He was
utterly lost in her pussy, and he never wanted to leave it.

   Liqin's legs began to tremble, then her buttocks undulated slowly, as
her original hesitation gave way to the soothing, yet exciting
ministrations of the mouth of her lover on her cunt.  She was being
pussy-licked by someone she didn't even know!  It sent a lustful thrill
over her body, and she moved to allow her lover more access to her warmly
throbbing cunt.  Her hands sought out the head of her unknown lover, and
pushed his mouth even deeper up between her quivering legs.  She could feel
his soft, smooth hair running through her fingers as he licked wildly at
her now flaming cunt.  She began to twist about to allow him to reach every
tiny crevice, and she moaned lewdly at first, then began to whisper
encouragement to him.

   "Oh that's so good so good there...  ah, right there...  faster... 
faster, lover!" She held his head firmly when he struck a particularly
pleasureful spot, and Momo licked and sucked wildly, using his teeth, lips
and tongue to provide her with the greatest pleasure he was capable of.  He
thought his heart would hammer itself from his body, so great was his
excitement at tongue-fucking his own mother.

   He buried his face as deep into the flesh of her cunt as he could,
wallowing in the lewd feel, taste and smell of her passion-seared pussy. 
He wished he could stay there forever.  And his mother was moaning and
loving it...  everything he was doing to her!  She kept stroking his head
and saying unintelligible things.  Finally, she began to use endearments,
almost cooing to him as he continued to lave her steaming cunt with his
tongue.

   He was her slave, giving her all the pleasure she deserved, and he
wanted to be her slave for the rest of his life.  He wanted to hear her
cries of pleasure, always.  He sucked on her desire-swollen clitoris,
flicking it with his tongue, using his teeth, until she cried out, "Oh,
God...  ohhhhh..." Her cunt felt completely removed from her body, as if it
were all there were to her...  one wide, throbbing, wonderfully satisfied
cunt!

   Momo's head bobbed up and down and rolled from side to side, like that
of a nuzzling animal, and he became slowly more savage, sucking the loose
folds of flesh into his mouth and nibbling at them almost cruelly, driving
Liqin half wild with his mad lust.  Grunting and groaning, he gasped for
breath as he continued to attack her yielding pussy.  It was so good...  he
couldn't find words to describe how marvelous his body felt.  His cock was
jerking about beneath him, rock-hard and throbbing, rubbing maddeningly
against the bedclothes.  He knew that he couldn't last much longer.  He had
to put it into this heavenly slit, or he would burst!

   Liqin seemed like a woman possessed.  Her cunt felt greedy, as though it
could never be satisfied.  Martin was so right about her.  She did need
this.  It was a wondrous release that seemed to cleanse and renew her.  She
was at a feverish pitch of passion as this unknown man's agile tongue
flicked unceasingly at the raw nub of flesh, and her legs clamped around
his head as she drew him still closer to her hungry cunt!

   Momo was so much lost in his mother's pussy that he had completely
forgotten his sister, nor was he aware that his stepfather had entered the
room.

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   Chap 12

   Martin stood quietly, watching the lovemaking scene with obvious
pleasure.  He was stark naked in preparation for the family orgy he'd
planned, and now his cock stood out stiff and erect as he watched Liqin's
obvious enjoyment of her son's lewd tonguing.  Jewel stood nearby,
breathing loudly, as her hands fondled her own breasts.  Martin stepped up
to the bed and matter-of-factly straddled his wife's writhing body, slowly
and deliberately placing his blood-swollen cock to her moaning lips!

   The shock of his weight on the bed near her head caused his blindfolded
wife to stop her moaning.  She tried to push the intruder off.  Panic
filled her.  She hadn't been told that there would be two lovers, nor that
anyone else would be there to see her shameful adultery!  But Martin's
deep, husky voice stilled her.

   "Lie back, honey," he said calmly.  "Take my cock in your mouth." He
shoved the bloated bulbous head forward, crushing her soft wet lips against
her teeth with its bulk.

   Momo looked up in sudden bewilderment.  He realized in a crashing wave
of sanity that it was Martin who was astride his mother, and whose cock was
being shoved rudely into her lovely mouth!  He whirled his head quickly to
see if Jewel was still there.  In his own lust, he had completely forgotten
everyone in the world but his mother!

   Jewel saw the consternation and fear on her brother's face, and she
suddenly felt defensive.  His eyes seemed to be blaming her for all that
had happened.  She drew herself up in her naked beauty, standing proudly.
"Well, Momo," she said softly, "just who did you think was in my room all
those nights?  Didn't you guess?"

   Momo's head was reeling as the pieces began to fit.

   "Martin taught me everything I know!" Jewel said proudly.

   Momo was too shaken to try to go over the whole series of events. 
Besides, the only thing that was important to him now was that he gets back
to the wonderful, luscious body of his mother.  Her hips still gyrated
wildly as she took her husband's throbbing penis into her mouth, and Momo
wanted to...  he had to...  go on sucking the sweet juices from her cunt,
for an eternity or more.  He turned back to her cunt without replying to
his sister, and Jewel's face broke into a sexy, satisfied smile as she
watched her mother sucking her stepfather's cock, while her brother sucked
avidly at the eager, hot cunt of their mom.

   At first, Liqin resisted the push of Martin's cock into her mouth, but
she quickly relaxed when she knew it was her husband.  She felt strange,
knowing that she held his massive thickness in her mouth, while another man
was sucking her cunt.  She felt as if she were being used...  like a cheap
whore...  by both of them, but the very thought roused her to even greater
lust.  The huge shaft impaled her mouth, her cunt was being ravaged, and
she was blindfolded, helpless.  Yet the thought of it was driving her to a
frenzy of perverse passion!

   Martin was insistently pressing deeper into her mouth now, going deeper
with each thrust of his blood-heavy cock.  He undulated his pelvis, pushing
and pulling his shaft between Liqin's roundly grasping lips in rapidly
increasing strokes.  He looked down with lustful eyes at her face, now
distorted by his huge angry cock and twisted lewdly with the pleasure that
she was receiving from the hungry mouth of her son, whose own face was now
buried deep in her steaming cunt!

   Martin buried his cock deeply into Liqin's throat, his eyes shining as
he saw her cheeks puffed out and her mouth gaping wide to accommodate his
throbbing member.  He laughed softly to himself as he thought what would
happen when the blindfold was removed from his wife's eyes.  Surprise would
be a mild word to use.  She would be thunderstruck!

   An obscene chorus of wet sucking noises filled the room as the
incestuous orgy continued.  Liqin's body was being buffeted from both ends,
by tongue and cock, and she felt like a meaningless mass of sensation.  Yet
her body was filled with a passion that exceeded anything she'd ever known.
And a great curiosity gnawed at her to know the identity of the lover who
was bringing such thrills to her loins with his eager, hungry sucking and
licking.

   Jewel stood close to the bed, watching her stepfather's cock plunging in
and out of her mother's ovalled mouth, and, unable to contain her own
passions any longer, she pushed her hands in under Martin's sawing buttocks
and trapped her mother's sensitive nipples between the thumb and forefinger
of each hand, tweaking them in the same rhythmic pattern of the three
obscenely gyrating bodies.

   "Ohhhhhhh God...!  I'm coming apart...!" Liqin gurgled around the rod of
red-hot cock-flesh in her mouth.  Searing flames of desire were devouring
her body, emanating in her hair-lined cunt and spreading like wildfire to
every part of her nakedly tormented flesh.  Her mouth was so full of
Martin's cock that it seemed to her that she had two cunts, and that both
were being so satisfied that she could not contain her lust.

   Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, and she went completely out of
control, slipping away into a world that was far from reality--a world that
centered in her mouth and her cunt.  It was like a dip into a pool of hot
lava, and the source of the hot liquid that consumed her seemed to be in
her cunt.  Wave after wave of orgasmic feeling swept upward, and she felt
her mouth filling with the hot, sticky semen from her husband's spouting
penis.

   She made gurgling sounds in her throat as she swallowed his cum,
scarcely aware that her unknown lover was still sucking hungrily at the
juices that flooded her cunt.  Her body jerked violently in orgasm and then
she lay quiet, throbbing in the deep ecstasy that was almost like a swoon,
as she reveled in the waves of dying passion that now soothed and caressed
her body and her soul.

   Martin pulled his spent cock at last from Liqin's mouth and stood beside
the bed, his face beaming with satisfaction.

   Momo looked up from between his mother's legs, his eyes blurred with
emotion.  He saw Martin smiling down at him, and he tried a grin, but it
came off weakly.  He was still too confused by what was happening, and too
lost in worship of the body that lay so close to him.  He did realize
vaguely that it was Martin who was behind all of this...  and who had
probably been responsible for the peephole in his stepson's bedroom wall,
knowing that Momo would watch his sister, and that he eventually would have
sex with her.  After all, he had tutored her carefully in the ways of
seduction, and Momo now knew she had been an excellent student.

   Momo could still taste the sweetness of his mother's pussy on his lips,
and his face was wet with her juices.  He felt somehow that he had stepped
into a new world--a world of manhood and total love.

   "It's time Liqin was fucked..." Martin said calmly, and Jewel began to
dance in anticipation, her young breasts bouncing saucily.

   Momo needed no encouragement.  He got to his knees, his rigid young
penis bouncing up and down as he stared at the wide-open cunt of his
mother. Did he dare?  It seemed too much for a boy like him to try...  to
satisfy such a beautiful, sexy woman as this.  My mother...  my own
mother...  he thought, somewhat awed, now that he was so close to
fulfilling his dream.  Almost without being aware of what he was doing, he
found his hardened penis pushing into her lust-wet cuntal lips.  He could
see the muscles of her thighs and her stomach rippling as she felt his cock
go inside her pussy.  The very belly that had once held him!

   His head was light and his body seemed to be detached.  He felt as if he
were an observer, standing beside the bed, yet feeling all the wonderful
sensations that went with this incredible fucking.  He shuddered with
pleasure as his love-swollen member slid in and was surrounded by the
velvety warmth of his mother's passion-damp pussy!  It was like the gates
of heaven had opened to him.  He pushed in further, wishing vaguely that he
were as big as Martin, and that his cock was even bigger.  But when Liqin
felt the smaller, boyish cock, stiff and erect, enter her cunt, she went
wild.  It was as if she had waited all her life for this moment!  She knew
suddenly, and with certainty, that it was Momo who was fucking her--and
that she had wanted his cock inside her from the beginning of time!

   Momo placed his hands beneath her thighs, pulling her lips wider,
pushing up, up...  way up into the wet recesses of his wonderful mother's
cunt.  The inner muscles of her vagina pumped at his pulsating member,
sucking at it almost as if she had it in her mouth!

   He was delirious with joy, and tears formed in his eyes, and huge sobs
broke from his throat.  Liqin was undulating her buttocks passionately,
lifting up so that his cock could go into her to the limit, writhing with a
burning lust to engulf his entire boyish shaft.  "Aaaahhh...  ooohhh," she
groaned with each thrust of his prick as she met it with her arched body.
The two bodies fell into a rhythmic motion of thrust and counter-thrust. 
Both knew that they could not continue much longer.  Their need was too
great.

   "Ohhhhh, sweet lover...  I'm cumming...  make me cum...  never stop
fucking me..." Liqin cried.

   Momo was beyond control.  He released his body to emotion, and let his
hot sperm shoot into her welcoming cunt with wild abandon.  Falling forward
atop her writhing body, he began to kiss her wildly on the neck, the ears,
her hair and her mouth, hating the mask that separated them.  He thrust his
tongue madly into her mouth and felt her absorb it to the fullest, sucking
on it as she had sucked Martin's cock.  Momo broke the kiss as his cum
flowed out into her crazily throbbing cunt, and he cried out aloud, "Oh,
Mother...  Mother...  I love you...  I adore you...  oh...  Mother!"

   His words shocked Liqin, yet at the same time, they soothed her.  At
last she had her dream inside her body...  her son Momo fucking her, making
her cum as she had never dreamed it possible!  Had she known it all along?
It seemed that she had always known that this moment would come.  She
returned his kisses eagerly and said gently, "I love you too, baby boy...
oh God...  I love you..."

   She surrendered to the sweetness of her dream as her climax seemed to go
on forever.  Momo flexed his spurting cock deep inside her belly, letting
it strike against her cervix, and she moaned with delight as she felt her
son's hands fumbling at the blindfold.

   He removed it, and with unbelieving eyes, Liqin gazed into the angelic
face, so much like hers...  so much like his father's.  She felt as if she
were being torn apart, yet a strange, unifying feeling was cementing her
and her son together forever.  In some odd way, all the hurt and fear she
had undergone were erased magically, by this boy.  They gazed into each
other's eyes in perfect communication, with no barriers between them now.

   She hugged him to her breasts, still feeling the thrilling heat of his
teenage cock inside her cunt.  Momo seemed to have lost none of his
erection, and she wallowed in the pleasure of its slender length inside her
loins.

   Momo bent his head and kissed her chin, his eyes closed in a prayer of
silent thanks.  "My darling," Liqin sobbed.  "We're together at last... 
really together.  At last...  I feel whole again!"

   Momo was praying that he would never again have a moment where his
mother was not like this, in his arms, their bodies locked together in
passionate love.  And again he began to move in and out of her cunt,
slowly, tentatively, wondering if her passion was still as vibrant as his.
"Ohhhh, yes...  fuck me more...  fuck me again, my darling little boy.  I
want to cum again and again...  and feel your cock inside me...  always!"
Liqin murmured.  Her voice trailed off into a wail of delight as Momo
fucked her faster and faster.  Her eyes were glazed and her head rolled
back and forth wildly, scattering her glossy dark hair about the pillow. 
Her beautiful body rose to meet his thrusts, as they strove again to climax
together.

   Momo glanced over his shoulder for an instant, and saw his stepfather
and sister naked on the floor, locked in a passionate kiss and embrace as
Martin's giant cock shoved deep into Jewel's tight, tiny cunt.  She
screamed in pleasured pain as he rammed it unmercifully into her, but the
cries soon turned to low animal sounds of sheer joy as she began to gyrate
her body to take all of his lust-engorged penis inside her.  Momo watched
them, mesmerized by the sight, while still fucking deliciously into his
mother's hungering vagina, and his hands went to his mother's breasts,
plucking at them savagely as if he would pull them off her body.  Liqin
responded wildly to his touch, and she arched upward to encourage him to
bury his cock to the hilt inside her love-starved belly.

   Martin suddenly reared back on his knees, and he picked up the body of
his petite stepdaughter to thrust her down on his thick blood-stiffened
cock, impaling her as he grunted cruelly and positioned her so that she
could bounce up and down on his rigid flesh-pole.  Jewel was moaning
unceasingly, and she acted as if she were cumming all the time as her face
contorted into a lewd leer of passion, her tongue hanging out obscenely. 
Martin held her by the waist and picked her up and away from him, each time
bringing her tight pussy down again on his rock-hard penis.  Momo could see
the wide-stretched pink edges of his sister's pussy drawing out and then
disappearing back inward with each stroke of Martin's pistoning cock. 
Jewel's face was a mask of lust, and her stepfather's grunts were almost
obscene, as she bounced up and down willingly on his turgid rod.  Momo tore
his eyes away from the sight and concentrated again on the sight of his
fabulous mother, helpless beneath his thrusting motions that sent his cock
deep into the mysterious recesses of her pussy.  He continued to
alternately massage and pinch her breasts, tweaking the nipples harshly. 
He squirmed down suddenly, still keeping his cock inside her spasming cunt,
and bent his head awkwardly until he could take one of the nipples in his
mouth.

   Sucking hungrily as he might have sucked so long ago, he almost
remembered how it had been to be a baby, and he rolled the hard nipple
around and around on his tongue, while he fucked her unmercifully, not
caring now if she came or not, as his own hot sperm poured freely into her
cunt once again!

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   The two couples went on far into the night, and the room was beginning
to grow bright with daylight when they finally came to a complete halt. 
They had paused from time to time, but only to refresh their energies and
replenish their desires, and Momo lay wondering at all the positions he
could remember his sister teaching him or talking about.

   Later, they all got onto the bed, hugging and kissing one another,
until, under Martin's expert guidance, Jewel got down and sucked her
mother's pussy, while Martin fucked his precocious stepdaughter from
behind, and Momo straddled his mother's face while her more than willing
mouth sucked his cock to a wild orgasm!

   They seemed unable to get enough of one another, and exhausted at last,
Martin said, as he was about to doze off, "We're all free--at last. 
Completely free!"

   Momo cradled his mother's naked body in one arm and Jewel's in the
other, and Martin roused himself and positioned himself between their legs
so that he could alternately suck and finger the pussy of Jewel, then
Liqin.

   Momo sighed contentedly as he heard his new father's voice say, "We're a
perfect, complete family--and we're free at last.  And best of all... 
tomorrow and tomorrow are waiting for us!"

   (oIo) (oIo) (oIo)