Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: The Retreat Day 04 and on


Summary: My brother, the rest of the crew and a question future tense


Keywords: inc,fic



   "Man, I feel great!" Eddie crowed as he came into the kitchen looking
for coffee.

   I was already sitting at the table, getting ready to down four naproxin.
Every muscle in my body hurt.  I had passed out, blissfully sated, and
woken to Linda being cuddled up with me, smiling in her sleep.  It was when
I tried to move that I found out how trashed I was.

   I remember asking her, "why does my groin hurt?" She had just looked at
me and laughed.

   "Well, that's one of us," I told Eddie, chugging the pills with hot
coffee.

   "Didn't you get laid?" he asked, coming to sit at the table.

   In answer, I held up two fingers.

   "Two?" he asked.  "Well, Sherry was with me, so Linda and Beth?  Wow..."

   "It wasn't Linda," I quietly admitted.

   He stared for a moment.  "Squirt and Maggie???" he exclaimed.  "Jesus,
Jim...  can I have an option on your Eternal Soul?  'Cause God sure ain't
gonna want it!"

   "I am a victim of circumstance," I told him.

   "I thought they called it your pecker," he smiled.

   "You've been watching too much Tremors," I shook my head.  "I hurt all
over."

   "Then you'll be pleased to know that you don't have to do any work
today," he informed me.  "Adam and his crew are bringing in the temporary
bridge and they'll install it.  Once it's in, we can bring the Jeep and the
Suburban across and get Sherry settled."

   "By the way," he rattled on, obviously on a roll, "any idea where you
want Sherry to set up her traveling studio?"

   "Well, we only seem to be using three bedrooms," I told him somewhat
sarcastically.  "You and Sherry, Sherry and Linda, and me and Linda and
Squirt and Mags, and Sherry.  Maybe four.  Not sure where Beth and Maggie
went after I passed out."

   "With Sherry.  So only three.  Sherry gets around, doesn't she?"

   "It's been four years since Tom got killed, Eddie," I reminded him. 
"She's kind of been doing without for a long time."

   "Well, between you and me, she's pretty damned good and I'm glad she
decided to seduce me," he offered.  "I don't mind helping her out.  At
all."

   "It isn't just between you and me," I pointed out.  "There are four
women and two guys who know exactly what's going on.  We need to keep it
like that."

   He drew his thumb and finger across his lips, like zipping and locking
them, then threw away the imaginary key.

   "Good," I told him.  "Once the Jeep's across, I think I'll take the
girls out cutting and splitting wood.  Until then, I'm going to try to
recover."

   "Suit yourself," Eddie told me.  "I'm going to be down by the river with
Adam and his crew."

   He tossed back his coffee, grinned and gave me a "thumbs up", and walked
out the door.

   "Ow..." I muttered to myself as I nursed my coffee.

   * * * * *

   It took Adam and his crew about 3 hours to put up the bridge.  They
brought in this mahunga truck with bridge sections on it, then used a crane
to assemble it and stretch it out over the river.  It was basically a steel
trestle bridge and once they had it solid on both sides, the crew went down
the bridge putting in bolts and screwing them down with nuts that could've
held the Titanic together.  They, of course, had a portable electric
generator to go with the electric wrenches.  By the time they were done, I
could have driven a tank over it and it wouldn't have flinched.

   Eddie paid the man while the girls were ogling the guys with their
shirts off, glistening with sweat.  It might have been frosty out, but they
were working hard.  When they finished up, they put their shirts back on to
the combined groans of four rather libidinous females.  Personally, I think
the workmen were getting a kick out of being leered at by a bunch of
attractive women.

   I brought the Jeep across and Sherry followed with the Suburban.

   "Wonder how much one of these would cost permanently?" I asked Eddie.

   "Don't know," he admitted.  "I can look it up.  I mean, they make their
money by taking an expensive commodity and putting it in temporarily for a
fraction of the cost.  So based on what he's charging, I'd say it's pretty
damned expensive."

   "Does that guy upriver still have that old sawmill?" I asked.

   "If you mean Old Man Coulter, yeah, he does," Eddie told me.  "But that
sucker was built in the 1800's.  Your chances of it working are two: slim
and none."

   "I don't know," I told him.  "Back when Dad was alive, Coulter ran it
sometimes in the summer, as a demonstration of how things got done in the
old days.  He and Dad knew each other.  Maybe if we supplied the logs, he'd
saw them down into rough beams for us.  It'd make rebuilding the bridge a
hell of a lot easier than piecing it together from 2"x12"s."

   "Maybe," Eddie answered.  "That's between a 30 to 40 foot span.  That's
some big timber to be hauling around without a logging truck."

   "We could use a chainsaw and lap-joint it in a couple of places. 
Gorilla Glue and big fucking bolts.  It's an idea."

   "Okay, we can check it out.  You know, we have enough money in the trust
to leave this steel bridge in for a month, no sweat."

   "Okay, we can talk about it later," I decided.  "Let's get the vehicles
unloaded."

   We grabbed one of the bedrooms and rearranged it so Sherry could set up
her jewelry studio.

   "This is your portable one?" I asked, amazed at how much shit we
schlepped in for her.

   "Jim, the one at home takes up almost the whole basement.  I only
brought a small kiln and centrifuge.  Most of it is pieces to be
assembled," she told me.  I just walked away, shaking my head.

   I hooked the hydraulic splitter and dump wagon to the Jeep's ball hitch
and called the girls.  They came bouncing out of the cabin naked.  They
were probably just jerking my chain, but seeing their nipples standing out
a mile in the brisk wind was worth it.  It definitely went to my groin.

   "I don't think you want to cut and split wood in your birthday suits," I
called over to them.

   The light dawned and they went back inside, coming out in a few minutes
in jeans, boots and flannel shirts.

   "Better," I told them.  "Let's go."

   Linda came running out of the house right behind them, dressed
similarly.

   "Hey, Jim!  I want to go!" she hollered.  When she got to the jeep, she
added, "I haven't been out splitting wood in forever.  It'll be like old
times."

   "In that case, with three of you along, I need to hook up the big wagon
instead and take it along." It took me about five minutes to haul it out
and hook it up, but soon we were on our way up into the timber.

   Dad's rule had been simple: don't take anything standing up, even if it
looked dead.  So we were in search of trees that had been knocked down by
the storms passing through.  We picked a likely clearing and set up the
splitter and wagon there, then drove off looking for candidates.  We only
needed three or four if they were decent-sized.  When we'd find one, we'd
throw half-inch lines on it and pull it the rest of the way down, then use
logging chains to drag it back to the clearing.  Two of us would use the
chainsaws to cut the trunk and branches down to roughly 18" sections and
the other two would muscle them up onto the splitter and run seven splits,
creating 8 wedges that went into the wagon.  We'd knock off when the wagon
was full.

   We were out there a couple of hours and it was starting to get dark when
we headed back.  Thank God we didn't have any problems and we just parked
the Jeep, splitter and wagon next to the barn and went in for dinner.  We
could unload the wood in the morning.

   We walked in to find Eddie in the kitchen with a huge apron on, chopping
up iceberg lettuce while something was running in the microwave.

   "I thought the women were doing dinner," I told him.

   "You've got them all," he pointed out to me.  "And Sherry's still
setting up her stuff.  So whatever I make, you're going to eat it and like
it."

   "Aye-aye, Sir!" I told him and went to wash up.  Linda and I ended up
sharing the shower and not long into it, there was a knock on the glass.  I
could see Beth and Maggie standing outside it, naked.

   "You've got to make a bigger shower, Uncle Jim!" Squirt informed me. 
"It isn't big enough for four of us."

   "You could always use the tap outside the back door," I told them.

   "Very funny, Daddy," Maggie piped up.  "You know we'd freeze your
favorite body parts off."

   "Give us a minute!" I told them and Linda and I hurried to finish
washing each other up.

   As we were getting out, Squirt commented, "where's the fun in an old
married couple showering together?"

   "If you'd like a demonstration," I told her, "come back sometime when my
wife and I aren't hurried and watch."

   She kind of giggled at that and she and Mags took our place in the
shower.  Linda and I went out to find out that Eddie only needed a little
help finishing dinner and Sherry only needed a little help unpacking her
studio.  A few minutes later we were waiting on the girls to come out of
the shower for dinner.

   "Want to have some fun with the girls?" Sherry asked.

   "What kind of fun?" I was learning to be suspicious.

   "Strip down and eat dinner in the buff," she told me.  "Let's see their
reaction to their parents' lewd and lascivious ways."

   I looked at Linda and Eddie and we all shrugged - and stripped.  We
brought the food out and sat down at the table, and that's about when the
girls showed up.  The looks on their faces was worth it.

   But to give them credit, once they got past the shock of the adults
sitting down to dinner nude, they joined right in.  The clothes came off
and they came and sat down at the table.

   "Is this now, like, a nudist camp?" Squirt asked as we were eating.

   "A Naturist Resort, for we purists," I told her, affecting a very
haughty air.  "One must be in tune with Nature and not give in to the baser
pursuits which corrupt and defile Man."

   "And Woman," Sherry added, with the same haughty air.  "Imagine the
chaos if people were to actually acknowledge their sexuality while
foregoing the textiles which insulate us from the natural world."

   "Why, it would be completely debasing," Linda added with her affected
haughty voice as well.  "You might as well have dogs copulating in the
streets."

   "Stallions covering mares in broad daylight," Sherry sniffed.

   "Boars rutting sows," I added.

   "Men mounting sheep," Eddie said, and we all stopped to look at him. 
"Just saying..." he added.

   The girls were trying very hard not to laugh.

   "So this is a nudist camp," Maggie put in.  "Where people ogle each
other and crawl off into the bushes for some hanky-panky."

   "Crawling off in the bushes is not a good idea, dear," Sherry told her
in a slightly condescending way.  "Poison ivy."

   That got the girls laughing.

   "Just so it gets said," Sherry spoke up at one point, "I know it's
breaking all the rules, and...  I haven't felt this good in a very long
time.  Thank you all."

   * * * * *

   "So where's everybody sleeping tonight?" Sherry was asking.

   "Fuck if I know," I told her.

   "Fuck if you don't know, too," Sherry smiled.  "That's the point.  The
girls will be after you again.  They might try going after Linda, now that
they know she still swings both ways.  Eddie's a little gun shy about
getting into anything that involves you, which is okay.  I just didn't know
if you intended to do anything.  There's still four days left to this
outing, and then you guys go away and I return to my studio work and
prepping for the next class."

   "I'm just the victim here," I tried telling her.

   "Yeah, right..." The sarcasm was dripping from her voice.

   "I'm going to crawl into bed in the Master Bedroom and try to fall
asleep.  Whatever happens after that is out of my hands." I had decided
that really was the best course of action for me.

   "Well, some of it may well be in your hands.  Eddie's a horndog and I'll
have no problem nailing him," Sherry informed me.  "If Beth and Maggie are
going to double-team you, then maybe Linda would be interested in ganging
up on Eddie with me.  On the other hand, if you somehow end up alone, or
with Linda only, I'd love to sleep on your other side.  It was damned nice
having you between me and Squirt."

   "Sherry, there's only two guys and four girls," I pointed out.  "And one
of them is my wife.  I'm back to the Mantras for Marital Happiness.  I'll
do what Linda wants first and what the rest of you want, second.  Other
than that, I really don't know."

   "Okay," she smiled.  "We'll work it out." She turned and walked out of
the room, returning moments later with Linda.

   "Okay," Sherry addressed Linda in my presence, "what do we want to do?
About sleeping?"

   "Are you still horny?" my wife asked Sherry.

   "Yep," Sherry told her.  "Too much good here to pass up..."

   "Then you and I screw Eddie, the girls get Jim, and when we're all
fucked out, the girls can crawl off to sleep together and you and I can
come sleep with Jim.  Good enough?"

   "Absolutely," Sherry told her, then turned to me.

   "See?  Problem solved," she smiled.  "Catch you later." She walked out.

   "Um, Honey?" I asked Linda, before she could walk out.  "Got a second?"

   "Sure," she smiled at me and came over and sat down.

   "Do I get a vote in any of this?" I asked.

   "No," she informed me.  "Unless you have a really, really strong
objection.  In which case the 'no means no' rule kicks in.  Do you have an
objection?"

   I sighed.  "Not really, I guess," I admitted.  "It's just...  well,
things are happening rather rapidly.  It's easy to get a bit freaked out
with it."

   "Jim, do what you want to do," she told me.  "Don't do what you don't
want to do.  We'll have plenty of time to post-process it later.  If you
have a problem, go ahead and say 'no'.  We may not like it, but we'll sure
as hell respect it."

   "I'm not saying 'no'," I assured her.  "I'm just making sure I still
can."

   She leaned down and kissed me lovingly, first on my lips, then on my
forehead, before standing up and walking out of the room.

   * * * * *

   The four days were amazing.  During the day, we worked on chores around
the cabin, including measuring for the new bridge and getting it designed.
La Plata Electric made it out and repaired both the high-voltage line and
the phone line, so we were back up to fully operational.  We surveyed the
damage to the house, doing critical repairs immediately and listing the
things that we'd do when we returned for Summer Vacation.

   The nights were spent in a round-robin of loving sex between different
couplings.  I got to watch Beth and Mags in one amazing display of Sapphic
lovemaking - then found out it was their first time together.  They'd
messed around with other girls before, but not each other.  And we ended up
with a night of breaking down barriers.

   Eddie decided not only could he handle sex with me involved - incidental
contact only, he'd stipulated - but he was curious about being part of a
sandwich, with a woman in the middle.

   We immediately had four volunteers to be the "meat" in the sandwich.

   So we did.  Eddie and I decided we should be careful not to cum until
we'd had each of the women impaled on both of us at the same time.  In
retrospect, I'd say we were a hit.

   We started with the experienced ones...  first with Sherry, then with
Linda, while the girls watched.

   We guys got to set the rules, and we made a kind of game out of it.  One
of the women would "fluff" the woman about to be the "meat" - getting her
soaking wet for us.  The other two women would each take either Eddie or me
and "fluff" us as well, making certain he and I were rock hard before
spearing our "victim" with our meat bayonets.

   We used the couch in the Great Room.  Eddie and I flipped for it, and I
got "tails" - also known as "anal duty".  So we started with Eddie and his
impressive hard-on sitting on the couch, leaning back.  Sherry knelt across
him and eased herself down on him with her pussy until she was as bottomed
out as she could get, then she took a couple of strokes to make sure she
was lined up and well-lubed.

   Then I stepped in from behind, with a bit of lube slathered on my cock,
and eased into her, feeling the distinct "pop" when my glans cleared her
sphincter and Sherry moaned deep into Eddie's shoulder.  I took a few long,
slow strokes to make sure I was lined up okay and from the shift in
Sherry's breathing, I figured I was doing something right.

   I stole a glance over towards Squirt and Mags and I swear, I saw both of
them slide their hands down to their pussies and start playing with
themselves as if they were synchronized twins - while they stared in
fascination at Sherry getting double-teamed and obviously loving it.

   "Oh, God, guys..." she moaned.  "I haven't been this well fucked in
forever!  You don't have to be so gentle...  c'mon, fuck me!  Make me
cum..."

   Apparently, the lack of wife-training didn't hamper Eddie's ability to
take directions from a woman.  He sped up, rocking his hips to thrust
better up into Sherry and making sure to grind against her clit while I, in
turn, sped up and pushed deeper, until my thighs were slapping against her
ass and weirdly enough, my swinging balls were hitting Eddie's - a feeling
that was not unwelcome.

   Sherry was definitely being vocal about what she liked and what she
wanted.  I was in serious danger of blowing my load deep in her ass and had
to ease up several times to avoid tripping over.  I was concerned several
times that I wasn't going to be able to keep up the pace Sherry wanted to
get off, but I needn't have worried.  She sensed it and slid her hand back
to rub her clit even harder, and with a cry of "Oh, Fuck!  Cumming!!!..."
she went over.

   Her ass clenching on my cock while I could feel Eddie's cock and her
clenching him, too, was almost too much.  I had promised myself
self-control and I swore I was not going to fuck up right out of the chute.
I slowed and let her finish spasming on me, then eased myself out as she
collapsed forward on Eddie.

   "Oh, my fucking God," she murmured into Eddie's chest.  "I haven't had
two cocks in me since Tom...  Christ, I needed that!  Thank you, Jim... 
Thank you, Eddie..."

   "You're welcome," I smirked.  "Next!"

   "That would be the call for the first of the redheads," my wife
announced.  "Get over here, Mags...  make me wet."

   "Dibs on Uncle Jim!" Beth called out.

   "That's okay," a very wiped out Sherry told her.  "I'll fluff Eddie from
right here, if you don't mind." Apparently, Beth didn't because the next
thing I knew, she had swallowed me.  For all practical purposes, anyway.

   "Easy, baby, easy..." I had to tell her.  "I don't want to cum until
I've done all four of you.  And I'm awfully damned close right now."

   "It isn't going to matter if you cum with Aunt Linda," she told me. 
"I'm pretty sure Maggie and I can get you back up again."

   "Well, I'd rather not disappoint you, believe me," I told her.

   "I know..." she smiled.  And swallowed me again.

   While Beth was sucking me hard - and she was, and I was - Maggie got
Linda sopping wet with some really raunchy, sloppy oral to the point where
Linda's juices were starting to run down her legs.  The ones that weren't
being licked up by Mags, that is.  Linda decided she was wet enough and
moved over to Eddie, where she "tapped in" on Sherry.

   Sherry had definitely been doing her job.  As she rose off Eddie's cock,
glistening with Sherry's natural lube, I could see that Eddie was still
rock hard - right about the same place Beth had me.  Linda knelt across
Eddie and eased him into her slit - then sat down in one long motion,
moaning as she hit bottom.

   "Fuck!" she told Eddie.  "You're as big as Tom and Jim...  whew!  This
is gonna be good!..."

   I gave her a minute to slide up and down on Eddie and get well aligned
before I tapped Beth on the top of the head.

   "Gotta go fill an ass, sweetheart," I told her.  "Ease up."

   "Awww..." she pouted, thrusting out her lower lip.  "I was just getting
started..."

   I smiled.  "Later," I told her, then moved over behind my wife.

   She and I weren't strangers to sodomy...  both ways.  In this case,
though, I was teaming up with Eddie to give her an experience she hadn't
had since the night before the last time Tom deployed.  To be sure, I put
some more lube on my cock before lining up with her cute little rosebud and
slipping in.

   "Oh, God, yes, Jim!..." she moaned as I slid steadily in.  "God, I feel
so full!  I can feel you rubbing over Eddie's cock in me...  that's fucking
fantastic!..."

   I started picking up the pace a little and looked at Eddie.  He was sort
of watching me, and when I sped up, so did he.  I guess he was watching me
because he was concerned about whether I'd approve of him fucking my wife.
He really didn't have to worry.  I loved seeing Linda get drilled by
another man, especially if he was hitting her buttons and sending her off
on one of her lovely tirades about exactly how fucked she wanted to get...

   Eddie and I kept increasing our stroking, grinding into her pussy, while
I reached around and started rolling her nipples between my thumbs and
forefingers - a trick I knew would go straight to her clit and push her to
her orgasm even faster.  Her moans and invectives grew and grew and grew...
she loved getting DP'ed and she wasn't shy about saying so.

   Finally, I felt her clamp down on me and Eddie as she hit that point of
no return - the edge she was going over, the loss of control, the amazing
feeling or orgasmic bliss.

   "Oh, fuck!  Fuck!  FUCK!  FUUUCKKKKK!!!!  OHFUCKI'MCUMMINGGGGGGG!!!!"
she moaned out loudly as she tripped over and I felt her cunt spasming on
my cock.

   And I lost it.  I didn't mean to...  I meant to hold back and let her
cum.  But something about my wife's hot pussy and ass going into
convulsions while filled by me and another man while she virtually screamed
out her orgasm just tripped me over.  So sue me.  I like sex with my wife.

   I mumbled something incoherent that I thought was along the lines of
"sorry, babe...  you're doing me in...  I'm going to FUCKING CUM!!!" The
last I'm pretty sure I said aloud.  Linda just thrust back into me, hard,
making me explode deep in her belly.

   I let it go...  I let the orgasm wash over me and I basked in its
wonderful waves as I emptied myself.  Eddie suddenly stiffened up.

   "Fuck, man!" he cried out.  "I can't stop it!  I'm gonna fuckin' cum,
too!"

   "Then do it!" Linda told him, pushing down on him.  "Go ahead...  cum in
my hot pussy!"

   He did, and hard.  I saw him pushing back up against her, then saw his
cum running out of her as he stroked.  We all ended up quivering and
panting and pretty much holding as still as we could so we wouldn't fall
down.

   "Oh, man..." I breathed.  "Sorry, girls...  I'm gonna need a break after
that one!"

   "Ditto," Eddie echoed.

   "Not a problem!" Beth beamed.  "We kind of figured that might happen. 
You just calm down and rehydrate and come on back for some pampering... 
we'll get you up again.  Bet on it."

   "At this point, I'd be stupid to bet against you," I smiled, then headed
over to get some fruit juice and coffee.  Eddie wasn't far behind me.  He
pulled me aside for a quick confidential conference.

   "Jim, the girls are up next," he told me quietly as we sipped our
drinks. He had us facing away from the others and he was trying very hard
not to be overheard.

   "Yeah, so?" I smiled.  "They're amazing."

   "Jim, I haven't been with either one of them," he pointed out with a lot
of concern in his voice.  "I've been avoiding them - just having fun with
Sherry and Linda."

   I guess I looked at him kind of strangely.  "Why?  Why would you avoid
them?", I asked.  "They're young, yeah, but Man, are they good!  You're not
hung up about them being just barely legal, are you?"

   "It isn't the eighteen, although that's kind of freaky," he told me. 
"It's the niece thing.  And the fact that their parents are here.  More
than here - actively involved."

   "Look, to put it bluntly," he admitted, "I'm scared.  That doesn't mean
I'm not interested.  Hell, I'd have to be dead not to be turned on by those
two nymphets!  But she's your daughter, Jim!  And Sherry's daughter.  I'd
rather not end up dead - or castrated.  Just in case it turns out not to be
okay with you."

   I took a breath and let it out slowly while I nodded and marshaled my
thoughts.

   "Eddie, you're going to have to trust me on this one.  Well, no, you
don't have to trust me.  And 'no' still means 'no'.  If you're
uncomfortable with it, just opt out.  None of us wants to force you into
something you don't want to do.  Period."

   "But if you want to try some of the hottest, most willing pussy you've
ever had, then trust me and take a chance.  Please believe me, the girls
want you.  They know you're a little freaked and they're not going to push
you.  But you have to admit, sandwiching a sexy teen nympho is really hot!"

   "Oh, you don't have to convince me there," he smiled.  "It's all I've
been thinking about since the idea came up!  Look, Jim, tell me straight.
Seriously, is it okay with you that I boff Maggie?"

   "You know, Eddie, I may be spending eternity bent over by Satan himself
for saying this, but not only is it okay, I am encouraging it.  What the
six of us have here is somehow special.  I haven't the foggiest why.  It
just seems incredibly right to share.  I know the girls started it, but
Sherry and Linda were in on it, too.  So from my point of view, we go out
there and turn a couple of newbies into well-sated mush."

   Eddie took a deep breath, then let it out in a long sigh.

   "Well," he looked at me, "let history show that I was a confirmed
bachelor and horndog to the end."

   I smiled and we turned back to join the group.  I went over to my pants
and fished out a quarter, then handed it to Maggie.

   "Okay, Mags, flip it," I told her.  "Heads, Squirt's up next, tails it's
you."

   She took it and smiled, then flipped it, letting it fall on the table.

   "Heads," she said with a bit of a pout.

   "Okay," I smiled.  "How about you warm up Beth and the women will get
Eddie and me ready?"

   "Hey!" Beth interjected.  "We're women, too!"

   "The other women," I corrected myself.  "Fair enough?"

   "That's better," Beth smiled at me and that imp look was back.

   Beth lay down on the floor and got into a wonderful make-out session
with Maggie until Maggie traveled on down to Beth's pussy and started
giving her phenomenal head.  Or, at least it must have been phenomenal from
Beth's rather vocal reactions.

   In the meantime, Eddie and I sat on the couch and Sherry and Linda
started messing with us.  Sherry opted to do Eddie and my wife was doing me
- which was just fine, because Linda knew all my secrets and if anybody was
going to get me back up again soon, it would be her.  Sherry wasn't going
to have any problem with Eddie - he was horny all the time.

   Not only did Linda have me hard in record time, for a 50-year-old, but
she had me damn near ready to blow another load, right down her throat.  I
had to point out that she was over-achieving again.  She came up off my
cock and looked over to where Sherry had Eddie rock hard, again, and called
over to the girls, "Okay, Squirt.  You're up!"

   "Oh, yeah..." Beth sighed as Maggie let her up and Beth moved over by
Eddie.  Linda and I stood up while Sherry moved out of the way.  Eddie was
watching Beth with no little trepidation as she smiled and straddled him -
then surprised all of us, but especially Eddie, by leaning forward and
kissing him.  Deeply.  Uvula-spelunking deeply.  And I could suddenly see
the wisdom of it as I watched Eddie melting into that kiss.  Beth was
drawing him in, hook, line and sinker.  She was making sure he was
enthralled by the time she impaled herself on him.

   Keeping the kiss going and encouraging Eddie to rub her breasts and roll
her nipples as she moaned into him, she reached back and took his turgid
manhood in one of her hands and rubbed on her slit, leaking lube all over
his glans.  Then she eased the head of his cock into her vestibule and sat
down, all the way.

   "Oh, my Fucking GOD!!!"

   That was Eddie.  Beth was just giving out a long, loud moan as she
wriggled around and seated herself on him.

   "God, I wish I could have fucked Daddy," she murmured.  "You and Uncle
Jim are huge!  You feel so fucking good!  I bet Daddy would have been the
same..."

   Eddie didn't comment, but he did start a gentle rocking, then lifted
Squirt a little so he could take longer strokes, making sure the two of
them were thoroughly lubricated.  I stepped into position behind her and
slathered on some more lube.  Eddie slowed down so I wasn't chasing a
moving target and I eased the head of my cock into Beth's ass, feeling the
"pop" when my glans slid completely in.  Her moan and push back into me was
incredibly gratifying.

   I pushed in deeper, stretching her out and feeling Eddie's cock sliding
beneath mine with only a thin wall of muscle and fascia between us.  Once I
was completely seated, I backed off a little, then set up a push-pull
rhythm to counterpoint what Eddie was doing.

   "Oh, my God, that is so awesome!" Beth moaned as Eddie and I stroked
like alternating pistons.  "That is so fucking intense!" She started
pushing harder and encouraging us to speed up.

   "C'mon, Uncles mine," she breathed.  "Fuck the hell out of me... 
please..."

   Apparently, Eddie and I can both take direction well.  It didn't take
long for Beth to ramp up under the strange new sensations, amplified by her
nipples rubbing on Eddie's chest and Eddie reaching down to play with her
clit.  For my part, I kept a hand on her hip and the other on her shoulder,
steadying her so Eddie and I could, literally, fuck the hell out of her.

   The first time she went over, it started with the usual, "oh-my-God,
oh-my-God, oh-my-God..." and moved on to "oh, fuck yes!  Yes!  Yes!..." and
finally to "oh-fuck-yes-I'm-gonna-I'm-gonna..." with an "OHFUCKYES!!! 
CUMMING!!!" to finish it off.  Except we weren't about to let her coast
down too much.

   I changed position a little to be able to angle down more, pushing
Eddie's cock harder into her G-spot.  That started her right back up again
with the "oh-my-God, oh-my-God..." and so forth, until she finally cried
out, "FUCK YES!!!  OH FUCK YES!!!" and I could feel her clamping down,
hard, before she started spasming on my cock.

   Eddie and I kept the stroking going and Beth seemed to keep rolling over
little cums, never quite coming down.  My mind drifted - which is always a
dangerous thing - and I got a wicked idea.

   I gently withdrew from Beth's anus and lined up with her pussy where
Eddie was already filling her up.  I leaned forward to see if I could
actually slip my cock into her pussy while Eddie was still there.

   "Oh, God, Uncle Jim!" she moaned when I pulled out.  "Don't stop now! 
Christ, I am SO ready to cum!"

   That's when I tried to see if I would fit.

   "Oh GOD, Uncle Jim!" she cried out.  "Oh, Fuck!  I don't think it's
gonna FIT!!!"

   That's about when my glans popped in and I gently pushed forward.  It
was amazing, the way she was stretching.  Eddie finally figured what I was
doing and eased up to stay put while I tried to slide in.  Once I was about
halfway in, I stopped and then he started stroking a little, while Beth
moaned, "Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God!!!..." and Sherry, Linda and Maggie
came over to see what was going on.

   "Don't tear her," Linda told me in that no-nonsense voice.

   "I'm being careful," I tried to reassure her.  "She stretches pretty
easily."

   Beth's chant changed while I was talking to Linda.

   "Oh-my-God-oh-my-God-oh-Fuck-me-Oh-Fuck-me...  Oh GOD, you two!  FUCK
ME! PLEASE!  Make me cum!!!" She sounded pretty wound up.

   So Eddie and I started steadily stroking - short strokes and at the same
time - so the pressure from my cock was pushing Eddie down onto her G-spot
very firmly.  And that, apparently, is what it took.

   It started as a moan, but it changed into a howl somewhere along the
line, and she ended with an explosive, "FUCK!  ME! 
CUMMINGGGGGGGGG!!!!!..." which reverted to the howl.  And all of a sudden
there was an explosion of liquid from Beth, splashing off Eddie and back
onto me and thoroughly soaking Eddie's belly, balls and the couch.

   It stopped for a moment, then exploded again, splashing everything.  And
Beth's howl started to sound like she was crying, and that freaked me.  If
we were fucking the piss out of her, that's one thing.  Hurting her was
totally different.  I eased out.

   And when I did, Beth sat mostly upright on Eddie and essentially shouted
"OH FUCK!!!" while a third blast sprayed Eddie's chest and face, after
which Beth sort of collapsed and started shaking.

   Four of us decided it would be a really good idea if Beth were lying
down at that moment, so Sherry, Linda, Maggie and I lifted her off of
Eddie, who sat there in bewilderment, and eased Beth onto her back on the
floor.  Maggie ran and grabbed a blanket and came back to cover up Beth
while Linda propped a throw pillow under her head.

   "My God, she's a squirter!" Eddie told me from the couch.  When I looked
over at him in confusion, he smiled and wiped some of what I thought was
pee off his face and tasted it.

   "This isn't urine, Jim," he told me.  "It's fem-cum, and a lot of it. 
She's a natural squirter."

   "Yeah, okay," I told him, not sure what he was talking about.  "She's
naturally elastic, too.  But it was a stupid thing for me to do, and I've
probably hurt her, so here's hoping she's young and resilient."

   "Uncle Jim?" Beth's somewhat timid voice beckoned me.  When I looked,
she signaled me over.

   I moved up next to her and reached down and stroked her hair, starting
to say, "I'm sor -", but that's as far as I got because she threw both arms
around my neck and pulled me down into one of the most intense kisses I've
ever had, effectively shutting me up.  When she finally let me up, I would
have continued my apology, but her hand was over my mouth.

   "That was the most incredible cum I have ever, EVER had!" she told me.
"I may be sore later, but I'm pretty sure you didn't tear anything and I
have never cum that hard in my life.  I don't know what the fuck is with
the squirting, but it was fucking awesome!"

   "So don't apologize," she finished as she took her hand from my mouth. I
didn't say anything.  Hell, I didn't know what to say...

   "Female ejaculation," Eddie said, sitting forward on the couch. 
"Prostatic-type fluid from the paraurethral glands, a bunch of which are
called the G-spot, kind of like a guy's prostate.  Some women do, some
don't.  Some would with the right stimulation.  Hell of a cum.  Usually not
that much.  You went off like a fire hose!"

   "I guess you've earned your nickname, Squirt!" Eddie chuckled at the
thought, and I had to admit, it was kind of funny.

   An impish smile crept onto Squirt's face.  "You've still got Maggie to
do," she reminded us.

   "Oh, no!" Maggie burst out, a look of horror on her face.  "No way!  She
may be stretchable, but I'm not!  No two cocks in any one hole at the same
time, period!"

   "That's fine," I told her.  "If Beth had said 'Stop' at any point, I
would have.  Same for you.  You don't want something, just tell us to stop.
And with advance warning, I won't try that stunt with you.  In fact, we
don't have to do anything at all."

   "I know we don't have to do anything at all," Maggie told me, obviously
vexed.  "But don't think you're getting off lightly.  I want both of you in
me - I definitely want to try being the middle of the sandwich - but I'd
like you to stay where you are once you're there.  I don't know about the
whole squirting thing...  Beth seems to have achieved perfect bliss...  I
don't know that I can.  But I don't want two cocks in the same hole, to
find out."

   "You can, you know," Eddie said gently.

   "I can, I know, what?" Mags asked.

   "Squirt," he told her.  "If you're interested, why don't I do the
ramping up of you instead of one of the others?  If you'll relax and trust
me, I'll show you."

   Maggie thought about it for several seconds before deciding, "Okay... 
so how do we keep you fluffed, if you're doing me?"

   "Sweetheart," he told her with a smile, "just thinking about a sexy
nymphet like you is enough to keep me hard." He proved his point by sitting
back on the couch and showing her his cock, which was still at full-up
raging hard-on status.

   "Okay!" she smiled.  "So...  where do you want me?"

   "Just lie down and I'll be with you in a moment." He turned to me.

   "Are you sure this is okay?" he asked.

   "This is more than okay," I told him.  "I want to see what you're doing.
Apparently this old dog can still learn new tricks - from his younger
brother, no less."

   "Okay..." he smiled and moved over to kneel between Maggie's legs. 
"Okay, Mags, spread your legs and hold your lips open - I'm going to go
down on you, kind of what you're used to...  I think."

   Eddie did what he said he was going to do, and apparently did it well
from the way Maggie laid her head back and moaned, "oh, my God!" soon after
he applied his mouth.  He kept taking broad swipes from her anus to her
clit and occasionally probing his tongue into her pussy or swirling it
around her clit, all of which was designed to ramp her up.

   Based on the shudder that ripped through her and her moan, I'd say he
got at least one solid orgasm out of her before he moved into teaching
mode. While she was still floating down from that one, he wet first one
finger and slid it into her, and then another, so that he was
finger-fucking her with his index and middle fingers.  Then, with his palm
up, he started doing something that had Maggie arching for the ceiling.

   "What are you doing?" I asked.  I didn't care if it made me look stupid
- I wanted to know what was making Mags go nuts like that.

   Eddie held up his other hand and drawing motion with his first two
fingers - a kind of "come hither" gesture.  I translated that to rubbing
the upper side of Maggie's vagina where the G-spot would be.  Then he made
a couple of "long stroke" gestures, then went back to several shorter
strokes.  Maggie was trying to grab the carpet, arch her pelvis into Eddie
and moan, all at the same time.

   Then Eddie sucked her clit deep into his mouth and very rapidly stroked
her.

   "Oh, My GOD!!!" she virtually screamed.  "OHHHHHHHH!!!!! 
FUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!"

   "OH GOD!!!" she finally yelled and obviously came, hard.  But more than
that, she did the same imitation of a fire hose that Beth had done - just
not as much and not as explosively.  She sprayed fem-cum or whatever Eddie
called it all over Eddie's face, his hair, his back, her thighs, the
carpet...  generally everything nearby.

   "That is in-fucking-credible!" I told Eddie.

   "You think so?" Maggie managed to gasp out.  "You should see it from my
side!"

   I started chuckling.  I couldn't help it.  "No, I think not," I told
her. "Are you ready for your sandwich?"

   "As soon as I can move," she smiled.

   "A true glutton for punishment," I commented, mostly to be witty.

   "I wonder where I got it?" she asked sarcastically.

   "Your mother?" I asked, still being witty.

   That got my wife's hand wrapped around my balls.  Tightly.

   "Excuse me?" Linda asked.  "What did you say?"

   "Um...  from me?" I temporized.  It was a classic case of "when you've
got them by the short hairs, their hearts and minds will follow."

   "That's what I thought you said," she smiled and let go of my family
jewels - and sank to her knees and started sucking me.  I was hard very
quickly.  What can I say?  My wife knows how to get to me.

   Eddie had moved to the couch - which now had a towel on it, courtesy of
Squirt - and was sitting there half-fondling an impressive erection.

   "Ready whenever you are, Maggie," he told her.  Linda was still going
down on me and I was definitely having trouble standing.  In fact, I had
one hand on my wife's shoulder to steady myself.

   Maggie struggled to her feet and Sherry helped her walk the few wobbly
steps to the couch.  Then Maggie climbed on and knelt across Eddie, lining
him up with her pussy.

   "One more time, Jim," he called over.

   "Would you just go ahead and fuck her?" I asked between gasps. 
"Please?"

   With a smile, Maggie sat down on Eddie, muttering "finally!" She then
proceeded to start rocking forward and back on him, using him like a fuck
toy while he leaned back with his eyes closed, moaning softly.

   When he finally made sense, it came out "God, Mags, you've got an
incredibly tight, hot pussy!"

   She answered him with, "and you've got a long, thick dick that's
stretching me like crazy!  Just like Daddy's..."

   I could see that get to him and he increased his rhythm, stroking faster
and deeper into her.  That's when Linda told me I was ready - "you're
fluffed," were her exact words, "go fuck her" - and allowed me to move over
behind Maggie.  Again, I put on some more lube and lined up with her
rocking rosebud, and when she came back on one particular stroke, I stuck
the head of my cock in her anus.

   "Oh, God!" she cried out and started to lift away, but I grabbed her
hips and held her back into me, so I wasn't moving inside her, but Eddie
was.  I stayed still, letting her ass adjust to having my cock in it,
letting her stretch out while Eddie slowly but steadily got her endorphins
up and running.

   As she slowly loosened up, the tension began to leave her body and she
relaxed back into me.  That's when I started pushing in deeper, a little
bit at a time, making my thrusts correspond with her increase moans of
pleasure.  Eddie was obviously hitting on her recently exercised G-spot,
from the way she was grinding into him while pushing back onto me.  So I
did the "angle down" thing so my very turgid member was pushing on Eddie
through the wall between her rectum and her vagina.

   That sure seemed to do the trick because it was literally seconds before
I felt the first convulsions of her orgasm squeeze down on me, hard.  I
didn't stop and neither did Eddie and she rolled over another one, almost
as strong, and moaned deep into the nape of Eddie's neck.  We kept at it
until by my count she'd gone over almost a dozen times and was starting to
do a fair imitation of a ragdoll.

   Never assume.  Or presume.  Or any other kind of -sume.

   All of a sudden she pushed back into me and clamped down.  When she
spoke, it was like a growl.

   "C'mon, Daddy," she spat out vehemently.  "Cum in me!  Cum in your
little girl's ass!" And she began rocking back onto me, harder and deeper,
basically making me fuck her.

   I know me and The Almighty are going to have it out about this, but it
was just the right thing to do.  She wanted it, she was demanding it, and
so help me, I wanted it, too.  The absolutely taboo idea of blowing a load
of cum into my baby's ass just did it to me.  I wasn't very long doing what
she told me to do.

   I could feel it building up, feel my balls pulling up until they felt
like they were in my throat...  feel the charge building up, like static
electricity, knowing it's going to spark...  I felt the cum squeezing out
of my prostate and tubes and getting ready to go...  and I finally felt
that Point-of-No-Return, when I knew I was going over.

   "Jesus Christ, Mags!" I cried out.  "I'm gonna fucking cum!!!"

   "Yeah, Daddy!" she growled out.  "Do me!  Do me hard!  Cum in my ass! 
Fill me up with your seed!"

   And that was all she wrote.

   I came.  And I kept cumming.  And cumming.  And cumming...  I have no
idea how long I came, just that I did and I seemed to pump my spunk into
her sweet little ass forever.  I was just coming down from Nirvana when
Eddie's voice broke into my reverie.

   "Jesus, Jim!  I can't hold it!  I'm gonna fucking cum!  I can't cum in
Maggie's pussy!"

   I have no idea why that sounded like a reasonable statement at the time,
but it did.

   "Fine," I told him.  "Take my place." As I slipped out of Mags' ass,
Eddie pulled out of her pussy and only a little of my cum was spilled
before he impaled her ass with his achingly hard rod.

   I still had my hand on her ass, steadying myself, when Eddie went over.

   "Oh, fuck, Man!" he groaned.  "Hot, sloppy anal seconds...  with my
brother's cum and my niece's ass...  Jesus Fucking Christ!!!" He moaned
even harder as I could see him drilling deep into Maggie's ass, dumping his
load, and she was in Perfect Bliss, rolling over little cums of her own.

   That's when my legs gave out and I had to back up a little and sit down.
I was literally shaking from the exertion and the cum...  one of the most
amazing cums of my lifetime, Linda included.  And speaking of which, she
came over and knelt down beside me, putting her arm around me, supporting
me, while Sherry and Squirt moved up on either side of Maggie, since she
looked like she was going to pass out.

   "Pretty amazing, yes?" Linda asked me.

   "Pretty amazing, Yes!" I told her.

   "Guess I'll see you in Hell," she told me and I had to do a double take
on that one.

   "What do you mean?" I managed to ask.

   "Well, Maggie and I have been doing each other for a few years, now,"
Linda explained, "so after this week, I figure we're all going to end up in
the Big Down Under...  so we'll just meet up with everybody and throw a
'Hell' of a party!" She smiled as she said it and I knew she was feeling as
good about the wrong we'd done as I did.

   I just lay back, closed my eyes and let out a long sigh.

   "Let me know when we have to get cleaned up and crawl off to bed,
please," I asked my wife.

   * * * * *

   The six of us were standing around the front porch of the cabin.  Sherry
and her Suburban were staying while she got ready for her teaching
engagements coming up.  Eddie's pickup and the Jeep were packed with the
stuff going with us.  Eddie was going to see that Beth got to the Amtrak
and Linda, Maggie and I were going to drive back in time for Mags to go
back to High School.

   We'd been talking about schedules and the upcoming summer vacation, and
trying to figure out when the best time to reunite would be.  I pointed out
that we'd get a lot more work done next time because we'd be bringing the
boys out with us.

   That brought a very pregnant pause to the conversation as Beth and
Maggie took a long look at each other, then turned to the rest of us and in
perfect unison, asked, "Do we get to fuck John and Scott and Paul?"

   After another short pause while I tried to process that, Linda and
Sherry looked at each other and also, in perfect unison, asked, "Do we?"

   Eddie and I looked at each other and had the identical thought, aloud.

   "Oh, Brother..."


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